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McCORMTCK MESSENGER. McCORMTCK. S. C.. THURSDAY. AUGUST 11, 1938
Star Dust
★ 'Trial Separations*
★ Seth Comes Back *
★ Elaine a 'Must*
By Virginia Vale
T HAT “trial separation” of
Mr. and Mrs. Richard
Arlen’s has disturbed a lot of
people who have never met
either the delightful Jobyna
Arlen or her handsome hus
band.
They were such a pleasant young
couple, and their marriage had been
RICHARD ARLEN
such a success for so many years,
that they were outstanding in Holly
wood’s scrambled matrimonial
background.
They had a beautiful home* at To
luca lake, a fine young son, the sort
of home life that is all too rare in
the.picture capital’s history. Well,
here’s hoping that the trial separa
tion will be a dismal failure, and
that soon the Arlens will be back
together again!
Speaking of severed matrimonial
bonds, Margot Graham is finally
having hers cut, in Reno, bat no
body is surprised. For a long time
now It’s been predicted, what with
her living and working in Holly
wood, and her husband, Francis Lis
ter, living and working in England.
It’s been rumored that when she is
free the pretty English girl will mar
ly Alan»MacMartin, the fabulously
wealthy Canadian.
—*—
All Hollywood was saddened by
Jack Dunn’s death; it was one of
those tragedies that people go on
talking about for a long time. A
superb skater, he had the sort of
good looks and personality that
made him a 4 ’natural” for the mov
ies. But, although he was signed
«p when Sonja Henie was, after
their exhibition in HoUywood, he just
couldn’t seem to get anywhere. Fi
nally came the announcement that
he would have the Rudolph Valen
tino role In a picture based on that
actor’js life. His death, almost im
mediately afterward, was the re
sult of rabbit fever.
*
Here's good news for all of you
who remember the “Seth Parker”
programs that so many of us used
to look forward to on Sunday eve
nings. Remember the delightful
group of people who met each Sun
day evening in Seth Parker’s parlor
to sing hymns? A11 over the country
that program was a 4 ’must” on Sun
days, and frequently grou^^f
listeners got together and sa^g file
©Id hymns with the radio folk.
Well, Seth is returning to the air
this fall, with a big sponsor backing
the program. And Phillips Lord,
who was “Seth,” and has been con
nected with “Gang Busters” more
recently, will once more be saying
“Start it off, Ma.”
*
John Barrymore told Twentieth
Century-Fox that he just wouldn’t
play unless his wife played too—in
'Hold That Co-Ed.” They wanted
John, so they had to take Elaine.
An incident was written in especially
for her, based on her meeting with
him in New York, when she Inter
viewed him for her college paper.
But—the whole thing has been han
dled so that that incident can be
removed without affecting the story.
—*—
“The Road to Reno” goes on and
•n, at Universal. They’d thought
it would be finished in 24 days. But
then, her tests took 17 days, (for
two reels) instead of half of one.
Miss Hampton is determined to re
turn to the screen, from which she
has been absent for ten years.
*
ODDS AND ENDS—Carole Lombard
Mad a lot of fun when she took over the
publicity department at Selznick-lnterna
tional, and her next picture, “Made for
Each Other” got a lot of publicity . . .
Edgar Bergen has to report to an insur
ance company when he leaves town, tell
ing just what provisions have been made
for Charlie McCarthy's safety while he's
away because Charlie is insured for $10,-
000 . . . Paul Taylor, the m t .n who made
choruses popular on the air, thought last
week that someone had stolen the trailer
in which he departs for the country after
the Bing Crosby broadcasts—and remem
bered, just before calling the police, that
he'd let his daughter use it for a Camp
Wire Girls' outing.
• Western Newspaper Union.
Woyd
ADVENTURERS’ CLUB
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HEADLINES FROM THE LIVES
OF PEOPLE LIKE YOURSELF!
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Mountain Doom
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By FLOYD GIBBONS
Famous Headline Hunter
H ello everybody: %
Samuel Johnson of Brooklyn, N. Y., has two hobbies, and
one of them was bound to get him into trouble sooner or later.
Sam’^ hobbies are skiing and mountain climbing and two more dan
gerous sports I don’t know of. You know what sort of a game skiing is.
Anyone who has ever seen a news-reel of a bunch of ski jumpers doesn’t
have to be told it’s a good idea to pay up your insurance before you try
it. Mountain climbing is a little more than twice as dangerous as skiing.
It’s a yarn of mountain climbing with which Sam busts into the club
as a Distinguished Adventurer. For a good many years, Sam has lived
abroad, chiefly in Italy.
And one day in July, 1931, way up in the Italian Alps, he had
a little adventure that almost culminated in his living nowhere—
neither in Italy nor anywhere' else.
Climbing the Doufoure Peak.
On that July day, four Italians—a doctor, a lawyer and two engineers
—along with Sam, himself, set out to climb the Doufoure—the highest
and most difficult peak in the Monte Rosa chain of Alps. They started
out without professional guides, for all of them thought they were suf
ficiently expert at climbing to get along without them. That says Sam,
was the first mistake.
Sam takes time out here to explain that it was absolutely necessary
to reach that peak before eleven a. m. For from that hour to one in
the afternoon the sun is at its height, melting the snow and letting loose
great avalanches that come crashing down the mountain-side carrying
thousands of tons of rock, dirt and ice along with them.
The five men climbed until daybreak. “And all at once,” Sam says,
“the strenuous work we had done climbing to this point, was well re
warded by the magnificent spectacle that unfolded before our -eyes.
The early sun was shining on Monte Rosa and because of some phe
nomenon the whole mountain chain became a deep rose color—the hue
that gives those peaks their name. We kept on going. By seven o’clock,
after trying to make headway in snow two or three feet deep in places,
we seemed still to be a great distance from the peak. That didn’t worry
us. From the position we were in it was next to impossible to judge dis
tance—or even our direction. But by nine o’clock—”
Lost and Cut Off by Avalanche.
By nine.o’clock that peak didn’t, seem any nearer, than it had at
seven. They knew they were lost then—and they were thoroughly fright
ened. They were at an altitude of about twelve thousand feet, and a
night spent in the intense cold at that level was pretty sure to be fatal.
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A terrific avalanche roared past them.
“To build a fire,” says Sam, “is impossible. There is nothing to burn.
Nor is there any other protection from the sub-zero temperature, or from
the icy blasts of wind that sweep the mountain all through the night.”
They climbed for two more hours—and by that time they
were all hut exhausted. They stopped to rest on a ledge of rock,
and suddenly a terrific avalanche roared past them not a hundred
yards away. It was eleven o’clock—the deadline for mountain
climbers—the time when they ran for cover if there was any
cover to run to.
“The slide,” says Sam, “crossed the path of the trail we had made
coming up. If we had been delayed just a few minutes I rather believe
our bodies would now be reposing on some glacier under a thousand
tons of rock and ice. We didn’t dare travel after that. From- thgn until
three o’clock we sat huddled on the ledge expecting every moment to
be carried away by another avalanche. At three we started out again,
trying to find the lost trail. We didn’t find it—and to make matters
worse, the sun was sinking rapidly and it was getting colder by the
second.” I
Took Refuge in a Cave.
The situation was serious. Sam and his companions decided some
thing certainly should be done about it. But what? None of them knew.
They held a consultation and agreed to hole in for the night—take a
chance on being alive in the morning. Three men rose to find a suitable
place to dig in, but two of them lay still on the ice—too exhausted to
ipoue on.
With difficulty the others got them to their feet. Practically
carrying them, they moved on across a glacier, looking for a cave.
Although they didn’t know it then, it was that move that saved
all their lives.
They found a cave and huddled into it. They didn’t dare go to sleep.
They’d freeze to death. Their food supply had run out by that time, and
the gnawing pains of hunger added to their intense misery. The suffer
ing of that night, Sam says, no one could ever describe. But at six in
the morning they saw five black figures moving across the ice toward
them.
The black figures were five professional guides. Down in Macugnaga
someone with a pair of powerful binoculars had seen them as they
pushed across the last stretch of glacier. The guides—men of remark
able endurance—had climbed all night long to reach them before it
was too late. They literally carried the five men down the mountain and
rushed them to a hospital, where one member of the party had a teg
amputated, another a hand, and a third, all the toes of both feet. But
luckily for Sam Johnson, the sawbones didn’t have to do any work on him.
Copyright.—WNU Service.
Cameras Barred by Village
Hating cameras and loathing pho
tographers, villagers of Staphorst,
in east Holland, have forbidden
strangers to take pictures there.
Two young visitors who were taking
snapshots recently were knocked
down and badly beaten. Staphorst
is a picturesque place, the people
wear old-fashioned, quaint costumes
and the houses are painted pale
blue. The villagers recognize all
this, but resent the invasion of their
privacy by candid camera ama
teurs.
The Chinese Li
The Chinese li, a measure of
length, is the equivalent of one one-
hundredth of a day’s walk; on the
level, this slightly exceeds one-third
of an English mile, but in hilly
country it might be as little as one-
eighth of a mile.
Colors of Dawn, Sunset
The colors of dawn are purer and
colder than those of sunset because
the reduced dust content of the at
mosphere causes less sifting of the
light rays.
Many Moth Families
Most people call moths butterflies,
yet there are about nine times as
many moth families as butterfly
families. Because butterflies fly by
day, while moths are night flyers,
the former are common sights to
the most casual observer. There
are, however, numerous ways of
telling them apart. Butterflies fold
their wings high over their backs
when at rest, while moths fold theirs
down flat. Butterflies have club-
shaped antennae, while those of
moths are feathered.
Highest East of Mississippi
Mount Mitchell, in the Black
mountains of Yancey county, North
Carolina, 6,684 feet above sea level,
is the highest point of land in the
United States east of the Mississippi
fiver.
Marijuana Cured Like Tobacco
The leaves of the marijuana weed
have seven or more narrow taper
ing petals. A drying process sim
ilar to that used in readying tobac
co “cures” the vicious weed for
smoking purposes.
—TODAY’S -BOOK-
Bought Island
To Save Birds
From Mankind
By ELIZABETH C. JAMES
W HEN memory runs free to
seek the treasures among
books, it always comes to rest upon
the tales by Dr. Axel Munthe. “The
Story of San Michele” is the life
story of a man you should know.
Nothing in the book is more ap
pealing than the author’s love of ani
mals. His knowledge of the ways
of birds, monkeys, dogs, and wild
animals makes the
book almost an ani
mal story. Resent
ment against confin
ing animals in cages
led him to state that
in a zoo, the mon
keys are on the out
side, looking in.
Hunting as a sport
was nauseous to Dr.
Munthe and he
wrote: “The time
will come when the
mere pleasure of
killing will die out
in man. As long as it is there, man
has no claim to call himself civ
ilized, he is a mere barbarian, a
missing link between his wild an
cestors who slew each other with
stone axes for a piece of raw flesh
and the man of the future.”
This attitude was by no means an
assumed front: Dr. Munthe bought
the Isle of Capri in the Bay of
Naples because it was the only way
Elizabeth
James
“LISTENED” TO LIFE
In writing a preface to the
American edition of “The Story
of San Michele,” Dr. Munthe in
terpreted his own book. He com
ments on the reviewers who had
already published analyses of his
book and presents reasons why
he disagrees with some of their
comments. His book had been
called The Memoirs of a Doctor
and The Autobiography of Dr.
Munthe. Both of the comments
appear inaccurate to him, for his'
purpose was to present life, omit
ting himself as much as possi
ble. He hoped to listen to the
Voice of Life and to record what
he heard.
that he could stop, the cruel and
wholesale slaying of birds there.
The Italian-fisheFmen had a prac
tice of catching a few of these
birds and of blinding them, then
fastening them to act as decoys for
the other bird^. Their plaintive
cries caused the other birds to come
to see what could be their plight
and they in turn were caught in
nets by the thousands. These multi
tudes of birds were sold to be worn
alive on chains on gala days.
Book Is Vivid.
Dr. Munthe appealed to the gov
ernment to stop this, but to no avail.
So he bought the island. At the
end of his book, the old doctor
pictures his trial in Heaven and the
birds plead for him before the stern
ness of Moses!
A critic has said that Dr. Munthe,
like Petrarch and Chaucer, has
filled his book so full of narrative
and incident, that short story writ
ers could use it for endless sources
of ideas. This is true. There are
narratives connected with medical
study in France and later with
his association with Pasteur and
Charcot; there are stories of vaca
tions to Norway and Lapland, and
down to Italy; there are human in
terest stories dealing wjth the lives
of his friends and patients.
Another of his medical stories is
that of the mixed coffins. When
Dr. Munthe was practicing medi
cine in Paris, he had as a patient
a young man from Norway who had
an incurable illness. At the death
of the boy, the family asked Dr.
Munthe to escort the body to Nor
way personally. In the freight car
where he was required by law to
travel with a coffin, he met another
man who was escorting to the coast
the body of a Russian general. Both
men were to take boats at the
coast, one for Norway, the other for
Russia.
Mixed Funerals.
In Norway Dr. Munthe met the
family and learned of their plan to
open the coffin. Privately he opened
it himself, to see about the embalm
ing. What he saw caused him to
reel backward and to turn white.
The black bushy beard of the Rus
sian general greeted him. Dr.
Munthe persuaded the mother not
to-artee her son. And to this day, the
Russian general lies in Norway and
the Norwegian boy lies in Russia.
HiS personal acquaintance with
Death took a different turn after Dr.
Munthe had practiced medicine
for some years. At first Death
was a personal enemy to be fought
by the bed of one patient; later
Death became a force controlling
the destiny of mankind. For Dr.
Munthe was a volunteer to the
plague of Naples, when people died
a thousand a day of cholera.
For readers who like to meet a
man who takes life zestfully. Dr.
Munthe is recommended. Evident
ly others have the same opinion,
for the copy of “The Story of San
Michele” belonging to this writer
is from the sixty-third edition.
C Bell Syndicate—WNU Service.
A Play Outfit; a Basic Dress
TYO YOU need something new to
dawdle in or to dress up in?
Here are two new designs, one for
play and one for afternoon, that
are so smart you really should
have both. It costs so little, in
time and trouble, to make them
for yourself, with these simple de
signs that even beginners can fol
low with no difficulty.
Play Suit and Sports Frock.
This new design gives you both!
The play suit has beautifully cut
shorts and a nice bodice top with
the sunniest kind of sunback. The
frock is created merely by fasten
ing that straight skirt around you,
and the bolero goes with both!
Notice how cleverly the ricrac
braid is used to simulate a square
yoke in the front. The smartest
thing for this design is linen in a
dusty pastel shade; calico, per
cale and pique are good, too.
Dress With Bodice Detailing.
Here’s a design that brings a
breath of fall smartness in the
bosom detailing that you’ll see in
expensive models this coming sea
son. Also in the Victorian sleeves,
high at the shoulders and fitted to
the arm below. The straight pan
el in the back, the gathers at the
waistline in front, give you a love
ly fig:ure-line: Make in silk crepe,
linen or georgette. Later in sheer
wool, satin or velvet.
The Patterns.
"" 155T is designed'for sizes 12, 14,
16, 18 and 20. Size 14 requires 5%
yards of 35-inch material. 10
yards of ricrac braid to trim.
1482 is designed for sizes 32, 34,
36, 38, 40, 42 and 44. Size 34 re
quires 4% yards of 39-inch ma-
A Way With Dogs
The old theory that a man can
be trusted if dogs like him, and is
to be distrusted if dogs dislike
him, is pure nonsense. Some peo
ple have a way with dogs, and can
get along with most of them; oth
ers never get along with dogs.
Moral character has nothing to
do with the matter, for some of
the worst •» scoundrels that ever
lived had devoted dogs. Governor
Baxter, of Maine, once sent a dog
to the state prison, and it prompt
ly made friends with the prisoners
regardless of their past records.
terial with long sleeves; 4% yards
of 39-inch material for short
sleeves.
Send your order to The Sewing
Circle Pattern Dept., Room 1020,
211 W. Wacker Dr., Chicago, 111.
Price of patterns, 15 cents < (in
coins) each.
NERVOUS?
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Are you cross and irritable? Do you scold
those dearest to you?
If your nerves are on edge and you feel
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Why not give it a chance to help YOU?
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others’ ills than our own.
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No other eye remedy in the
world as cooling, hearing and
strengthening for weak eyes.
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