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McCORMICK MESSENGER, McCORMICK, S. C, THURSDAY, JULY 11, 1940 Fun for the^X^hole Family BIG TOP ’ »i. By ED WHEELAN LALA PALOOZA —Lala Doesn’t Know What’s Going On By RUBE GOLDBERG S’MATTER POP— Oops! Sound Sleeper! By C. M. PAYNE MESCAL IKE Bys.l.huntley _ _ __ ATBLEGBAM (vajuat i picked up to gala] PER MUjO BLOOGETT- And Hurry Stop ILL PWOME. UlT OUT TO M»M OM TU' PARTY UME. UYT'S IMPORTANT POP— The Meigneti»cope By J. MILLAR WATT THIS THING'S MARVELLOUS IT BRINGS THE ENEMY SO NEAR - — //■'/* The Bell Syndicate, Inc.—WNU Service - IT ALMOST I frightens you : Rir y&A/tM/t/* n COAIMUMl^r AblTATC?^ ACTIVE HERE -EA PARTV 5 UP IN A PCAV Cheerful News FACSISr SbUZET NEPTINO ^ken OP PRONUNCIATION iri hiohtime we fino^ OUT HOW 002 titlOHOOR- THINK6 S-T I MZI PROPAGANDA FtOOPlNG The COUNTSV ALIENS 5U/AMP couers FOi? MTUBALIZATON RAPGR5 A suburban housewife entered a jeweler’s shop and leaned confiding ly over the counter. “Mr. Gold,” she commenced gush ingly, “I want your advice. I’ve just bought this little ring at the sale across the street, but I don’t know how to pronounce the name. Is it turkoise or turkwoise?” The jeweler handled the ring. “The correct pronunciation, mad am,” he said after a while, “is glass.” COACH By GLUYAS WILLIAMS Bell Syndicate, Inc. Business Margin Restaurant Customer—Look here, waiter; how much longer must I wait for that half portion of duck ling? Waiter—Just until somebody or ders the other half, sir. You know we can’t go out and kill half a duck. feus EPt»r,6oiN6-ro gftf, ■WM’ YHEV need A Hlf WOU/ - HE'S eOY fo 6Ef A HIT KKEELS BEHIND HIM, A$SURltf6 HIM THIS PTCHER HAS N't" A Thiwu oh the bah. Grammar He—D-Dearest, I-I love you, and want you for my wife. She—Heavens! I didn’t know you had a wife. JUMPS UP. AS ETDlE W1K6S AT f IRST OWE j CALLIWE, TO 2.0CK 'EM OVER AND MARE 'EM BE 600D ASNEjTPlfCH COMES UP SHR'EKS To LET If 60, if’S WIDE, LEf If 00. BALL CUTS PLATE ClEM' IV TOR STRIKE TWO yO nxovta wmw uriKiRt, 3u»3iut> RNU n tu*? hs BHU itiwtD men- twit EDDIE AND TEAM-MATES, EDDIE To NEVER MIND ER'S HAND STARTS YELL- NECfS AND6EfS ToTiRSf STICKING To HIS CLAIM BUT HE'S 6oTfO Hlf iNu, 10 Hlf if NO. LCf If ON AN ERROR."THAfS THE ff WAS A BALL fHE NEAf ONE By VIRGINIA VALE (Released by Western Newspaper Union.) E VER since Cecil B. DeMille used bathtubs as an aide in making his heroines more glam orous our screen players have showered and scrubbed before the camera, with due discretion. Remember Joan Crawford’s bubble bath in “The Women”? That was one of the screen’s most elegant bathing bits, in re cent years. But in “The Howards of Virginia’* Cary Grant takes a bath that may get him into trouble with the his torians, though if it does nobody will be to blame. . “The Howards of Virginia,” you’ll recall, is based on that popular book, “The, Tree of Liberty.” The author, Elizabeth Page, did exten sive research for it; Producer-Direc tor Frank Lloyd had experts at work for months before a camera turned. But—the author wrote a scene in which the hero takes a bath in Raleigh tavern, at Williamsburg, Va. The first regulation bathtub was not brought to America until several years after the story takes place. Research failed to uncover anything in bathtub styles current for the period; in fact, the general impression seemed to be that the male gentry performed such ablu tions in the Potomac river. A So Lloyd used his imagination, and decreed that Cary Grant should take his bath in a round wooden tub; maybe that’s not according to Hoyle, historically, but it’s the best he could do. & Motion Picture Director Sam Wood took the European war by the horns recently and forbade the presence of radios on the set for “Rangers of Fortune.” “I had to do something,” he said. “The play ers had five radios on the set and did nothing but talk of the war. Now PATRICIA MORISON we spend five minutes at 10 o’clock in the morning and at four in the afternoon listening to war bulletins, and that’s all.” Patricia Morison, who has a fea tured role, agreed quite willingly, though she has two cousins fighting with the royal air force, and it’s a long time between ten and four. Describing his gift as “the least we can do in these troubled times,'* Frederic March recently purchased and presented to the American Red Cross, for use in Europe, a com pletely equipped ambulance. He and Mrs. March were asked to par ticipate in a benefit, but he was un able to do so because of his work in Paramount’s “Victory.” He said that he thought the ambulance would be more welcome than their ap* pearance. When a radio program comes on the air with its studio audience laughing, somebody has worked hard to get just that effect. Fibber McGee has an old-fashioned watch which dangles from his vest pock et. With 85 seconds before the broadcast he checks the time anx iously with the control room; with one second to go, Fibber nonchalant ly says, “Oh, shucks, we got lots of time,” tosses the watch over the footlights into the audience, and they roar with laughter. tv 60, NO, Hlf rf WAV To Hlf," u ODDS AND ENDS—Patsy Kelly re turns to films in Hal Roach's “Road Show," after an absence of two years . . . Warner Brothers' “All This, and Heaven , Too," with Bette Davis and Charles Boyer, 1 is the first picture to have its premiere performance broadcast by television . . . John Garfield will have his first cowboy role in “Flowing Gold” . . . Isabel Man ning Hewson's governess' pet admonition was “Hush, Isabel, or they'll hear you a block away," but Isabel didn't hush, and note, as NBC's feminine commentator, she is heard from coast to coast! “Musical Americana,” the Wcst- inghouse radio program, has changed time—It is now heard on Tuesday nights at nine, Eastern Day light Saving Time—and has also changed location. It is broadcast from New York, so that, if you’re visiting the city and want to attend a broadcast, you can do so. You can arrange for tickets at the West- inghouse building at the New York World’s fair; if you can’t get over to Radio City, you can listen to it as a special rebroadcast from the 120-feet-high Singing Cascades.