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THE SUN, NEWBERRY, S. C- JUNE 12, 1942
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WHO’S
NEWS
THIS
WEEK
By LEMUEL F. PARTON
Consolidated Features—WNU Features.
"KJ EW YORK—Anton Adrian Mus-
sert is the little man who gets
the poison ivy garland as the Neth
erlands Quisling. There has been
Dutch‘Quisling’ keen compe -
Is a Pint Flask
Of Pure Poison
tition be
tween Mus-
sert, Himm
ler’s man,
and Ross von Tonningen, a protege
of Goering, for the above supreme
dishonor. Late dispatches indicate
that Mussert has definitely won.
Clinical historians will, as they
examine Mussert’s career, find a
classical pattern of the origins and
inducements of Quislingism. The
scrubby little boy of the lovely vil
lage of Werkendan in south Holland
was a short-ender in everything he
tried, and in addition to that had a
gift for getting himself disliked by
his schoolmates. Furthermore, he
suffered from a delusion that he was
a reincarnation of his great-grand
father Reus Mussert. Reus was a
giant who smacked everybody down
for miles around and became a sort
of Paul Runyan in the Low Coun
tries. Little Anton made many mis
calculations in trying to be like
Reus. He became like Horace’s
"even-tempered man”—always mad.
His aunt paid for his education
in civil engineering at the Univer
sity of Delft. His wife wanted to be
a grand lady, perhaps co-ruler with
him of a subjugated Holland, and
she and the aunt were always fan
ning up his frustrated power mania.
He did well enough in the univer
sity but when he finished they filed
him away in a grubby little civil
service job.
A little dash of printer’s ink
lanced the boil of his suppressed
hatreds, and headed him toward
his great betrayal. In 1929, there
was a row on between Holland
and Belgium over a joint canal
project, and, tearing loose with
some wild invective, he hit the
headlines. He formed a new
political party, patterned on
Mussolini and Fascism, and be
gan recruiting the less literate
section of the country in public
yelling matches against "deca
dent parliamentarianism” and
"capitalis-jc plutocracy.” Hitler
sent him an “atta boy” mes
sage and there was the begin
ning of a beautiful friendship.
His domineering aunt made him
divorce his wife and marry her.
Then she caught him philandering
with his pretty stenographer and
jerked him out of the management
of the new party. Holland was vast
ly amused by the tough-talking little
dictator being owned and operated
by his wife, but underestimated his
gifts as a germ-carrier—until he
helped let the Nazis in.
When We Reap,
We Find Another
Has Done Sowing
J OHN MASEFIELD’S cargoes of
“pigiron and old tin trays” are
apt to take wing., before this war
is over. A friend of this writer, a
designer of
aircraft, just
told us about
great air
freighter s
coming through soon, built quickly
and stoutly of plywood, capable of
long flights with a heavy load, and
with production costs so low in man
power and materials that quantity
production will be swift and easy.
It wouldn’t take many of them to do
the work of a fair-sized ship, said
my friend, taking into account their
greater speed. He is lit up with
the idea that here is the answer to
the submarine problem, and he says
it is, right now, a lot more than a
blueprint.
Back in March, 1932, Walter
H. Beech resigned as vice presi
dent of the Curtiss-Wright cor
poration, to design and build
commercial planes. He has had
some tough going, but his dec
ade of chance-taking in the
commercial free-for-all, has
blossomed into a whale of a
plant at Wichita, Kan., making
wooden planes, trainer planes to
be sure, but right in line with
coming air argosies of plywood
and pre-fabricated mahogany.
The side of a plane is slammed
together and attached to the
fuselage in only a few minutes.
The plant business, in dollar ac
counting, has risen 4,000 per
cent in the last 18 months. All
fears of a financial forced land
ing are past.
Mr. Beech has never hesitated to
take a sharp turn off the main road.
He resigned from the army air
corps, in 1921, eager to try out some
new ideas, and organized the Swal
low Aeroplane company. Then came
his Travel Air Manufacturing com
pany, building the famous “Mystery
S” in which Capt. Frank Hawks
outflew the crack army ships. His
Beech Aircraft corporation turned
out the plane which won the Mac-
fadden Trophy race from St. Louis
to Miami last January. He is al
ways experimenting, with the skv as
his laboratory.
Kathleen Norris Says:
Successful Guest Must Be Amusing, Useful
Bell Syndicate—WNU Features.
When Bob and Belinda come to a party they pick out the least amusing of the
guests and work on them. Belinda*s joyous laughter is echoed by the hosCs dull
partner. Bob*s. nonsense impresses even the host's grim mother.
By KATHLEEN NORRIS
OST persons go to a
party to have a good
time. The host and host
ess are supposed to see that
they have it.
To tea, dinner, cocktails,
dances the guests crowd eager
ly. Somebody else is taking the
responsibility; all they need do
is have fun.
The host and hostess divide
their guests into two classes.
The large class that takes; the
very small class that gives. To
which do you belong?
Among my friends are a couple
who are not in any way distin
guished by position, achievements,
looks or wealth. They are in the
late thirties now. Bob .md Belinda;
for 15 years they have been eagerly
sought as guests, and for the
remainder of their lives they need
never worry about invitations to
anything that is going on in their
large and hospitable group. They
are asked everywhere.
People are always begging them
to come down to Florida; to save
two weeks in July for Lake George;
to promise the week-end; to remem
ber Thursday the fifth; to think
about the California plan.
And the reason is, in the slang of
the day, that they GIVE.
Share Hostess’ Troubles.
When Bob and Belinda come to a
party they quite inconspicuously
keep an eye on their hostess, and
they share her troubles. They pick
out the least amusing of the guests
and work on them. Belinda’s gale
of joyous laughter is echoed by the
host’s hopelessly dull, heavy, silent
partner; Bob’s nonsense makes an
impression even upon the host’s
grim mother.
A gap in the table conversation
is broken by Belinda’s voice: “Have
we ever done this game?” A flaw
in the service is filled by Bob with
a tray of canapes, going about in
as businesslike a manner as though
he were one of the caterer’s men. If
the telephone rings Belinda may
quite casually answer it; if coats
slide off the chair in the foyer
Bob restores them to place.
Bob and Belinda never drop in on
young married friends at about five
in the afternoon and remain until
ten minutes of eight, when the bride
groom is savage with' hunger and
the bride frantic because it is now
no longer practicable to have the
artichokes and roast pork for dinner.
If they do come in for a late after
noon cup of tea and a chat they al
ways relieve the anxious minds of
the newlyweds by a definite state
ment: “We’re going at six; we have
an iron-bound date.”
Keep Their Word.
No, they don’t begin at this point
that detestable vacillation that
breaks the hearts of the household
ers. "We could stay, I suppose.
Bob? We could telephone Alice.”
Bob and Belinda say when they
are going, and they go. And often
they drag with them some other
friend or friends who are upsetting
all Jean’s dinner plans and drink
ing up Joe’s gin. “Come along, Hel
en,” they say hardily, “Jean and
Joe didn’t ask us to stay the week
end and she has to get dinner start
ed.”
On the other hand there are the
Bakers, who are asked nowhere.
The Bakers have the advantages of
money and position, and they are
really concerned not to find them
selves popular. But the truth is
that Muriel and Guy are difficult
guests, and the hostess feels like a
A GOOD GUEST
Do you want to be popular?
Do you want to be included in
everything your crowd d.,es?
Then be a good guest. There are
those—like the Bob and Belinda
of this story—who give more
than they get. And there are
others who let the host and host
ess shoulder all the responsibil
ity for their entertainment. They
are never asked anywhere, and
they wonder why.
To be a good friend, Kathleen
Norris says, is a fine art. And to
be a good guest takes an equal
amount of skill and patience, but
you will find it well worth the
effort.
wrungout rag when they leave. They
do nothing for a party but wreck it.
Muriel always is the best-dressed
woman present; she somehow
makes the other women feel con
scious of old clothes. She is a nerv
ous, critical, proud woman who keeps
everyone else in a constant state of
fear that Muriel isn’t having a good
time. Any interruption of a story
that Muriel is telling fills her with a
sense of deep pity for poor Jean.
Jean’s dreadful servant, Jean’s trou
blesome baby, Jean’s responsibility
for the salad dressing, the. door bell
and the telephone cause Muriel to
say admiringly, “My dear, I don’t
see how you put up with all this. It’s
simply dreadful!”
Annoys Her Hearers.
If any man or woman she doesn’t
happen to know well, and approve,
is sitting neglected for a moment in
Jean’s parlor, Muriel never makes
the slightest effort at entertainment.
She lowers her long eyelashes and
looks at the floor. At the table she
contributes nothing to the conversa
tion, and when small mishaps occur
she looks deeply pained—sorry
again for poor Jean! When anyone
mentions a play or a book Muriel
crushes it at once; she says it is
rather like a much better play or
book that only she has seen. If she
can possibly correct anyone’s pro
nunciation she does it by immedi
ately using the mispronounced
word; if she can annoy her hearers
by employing French or Italian
phrases she never spares them.
Her husband has one topic, sport.
The shooting of deer, doves, rabbits,
the catching of trout and steelhead
and marlin are Guy’s sole interest;
it never occurs to him that other
men have better things to do. After
several cocktails Guy becomes noisy
and tactless and he and Muriel quar
rel. This is the simple truth of it,
though it sometimes takes their
friends months or even years to dis
cover that neither Guy nor Muriel
really adds anything to the general
pleasure of any group.
U young couples just starting out
in life could study their list of
friends carefully, and weed out those
who are only trouble-makers, only
destined to become more and more
of a burden, much later discomfort
would be spared all ’round.
Unfortunately, when a man and,
woman first are married, each one
brings to the partnership a legacy
of dear old friends. No one ele
ment in marriage is more danger
ous than these same jolly persons,
who refuse to recognize the fact that
anything is changed, and want to
go right on with the irresponsible
old round of restaurants, night
clubs, dances, ball games and col
lege gossip. One of the newlyweds
likes this sort of thing, but to the
other it is apt to be gall and worm
wood.
Releaied by Western Newspaper l.nion.
No. 1 Flag-Waver
CINCE Flag day will have more
^ significance for Americans this
year than it has had for a quarter
of a century, it’s likely that June
14 will see the greatest display of our
national emblem in the history of
America. And if America’s “No. 1
Flag-Waver” has his say about it,
there will be one dramatic incident,
the like of which has never before
been seen!
It’s his idea to have the outstand
ing celebration of the day in the na
tional capital. It will center around
the Washington monument at the
top of which will be flown a huge
flag, 50 feet or more in length. And
with pictures in the newspapers and
newsreels in the movies showing
this spectacle all over the United
States, it will be a vivid reminder of
the spirit of Flag day for weeks and
months afterwards. On July 4 he
hopes to see the flags of the United
Nations likewise flown from the top
of the huge shaft.
Who is this "No. 1 Flag-Waver”?
His name is J. Henry Smythe Jr.,
he is a University of Pennsylvania
graduate and he has been responsible
for several such spectacular events
which dramatize patriotic celebra
tions. Back in 1920, as an assistant
director of the New York Red Cross
roll call, he planned a pilgrimage
to the Statue of Liberty where a 100-
foot high Red Cross flag decked the
base. This celebration, the first of
its kind ever held there, commemo
rated the centenary of Florence
Nightingale’s birth and for it
Smythe (who, incidentally, is known
“We’re in It—Let’s Win It!” cries
J. Henry ("Slogan”) Smythe Jr.
as “the slogan champion of the
world”) paid tribute to the "Lady
of the Red Cross Lamp” thus:
That lamp of Florence Nightingale,
Like Freedom’s Torch, must never fail.
In 1937, as a member of the
mayor’s committee, he managed
the Constitution week program on
Bedloe’s island which was the prin
cipal observance of the 150th anni
versary of the adoption of the Con
stitution. There were fireworks at
night and, as “The Star Spangled
Banner” was sung, “bombs burst
ing in air gave proof through the
night that our fla? was still there.”
But stage-rr' naging such specta
cles is only one of his many
achievements. He is responsible for
the nation-wide observance of Janu
ary 17 as Franklin day. Smythe
started that in 1921—previously only
Philadelphia had thus honored the
immortal Ben.
Smythe, however, is probably best
known as a sloganeer. He won his
reputation in that role during World
War I. Barred from the fighting
forces by defective vision, he went
overseas as a lieutenant in the
American Red Cross. But his great
est service was in thinking up and
donating slogans to help win the
war—more than 1,000 of them.
Among them were “Buy and Keep
Liberty Bonds!”, “Do Your Bit to
Keep It Lit!” (the Torch of Lib
erty). “Lend It to End It!”, "Buy
Bonds to Arm Armies!” and one
which was very popular in England
—“Lend That Shilling for Shelling!”
Now that we’re at war again, he’s
at it again. Right after Pearl
Harbor he swung into action with
“We’re In It—Let’s Win It!”, “Our
Taxes Lick the Axis!”, “On to Rome
and Berlin! Bonds Help Us Win!”
and hundreds more. And even be
fore Geh. "Jimmy” Doolittle and
his daredevils had swooped down
upon Japan, J. Henry (“Slogan”)
Smythe was suggesting “Let’s Go—
to Tokyo!”
Smythe, who calls himself a
“Philadelphia-born New Yorker,”
first won fame in 1904 when he went
to the Republican convention in Chi
cago. Right after the nomination of
“Teddy” Roosevelt, Smythe reached
the platform with a flag and a
megaphone and shouted “AH togeth
er now—three cheers for the Presi
dent!” Then: “Roos-e-velt! Roos-e-
velt! Roos-e-velt!” The roar of
cheers nearly tore off the roof of
the convention hall and the 20-year-
old Pennsylvanian became known all
over the country as “The G. O. P,
Megaphone Man.”
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spires the sewing urge in you,
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The Questions
1. Whose motto was this: “Ev
erything comes to him who hustles
while he waits”?
2. What was the “Invincible
Armada”?
3. What fraction of a mile is a
furlong?
4. How many railroads enter the
City of Chicago?
5. In American political history
the Fiee-Soil party sought to re
strict what?
The Answers
1. Thomas Edison.
2. King Phillip of Spain’s fleet
that tried to capture England in
1588.
3. One-eighth.
4. Forty-one.
5. Slavery.
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MINTS!
To tighten springs in curtain
rollers, hold roller firmly, put end
of spring between tines of fork
and turn until spring is tight.
• • •
Table salt added to blue water
distributes the color more evenly
and prevents streaked or patchy-
looking clothes.
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Unused soap should be made
into soap jelly and used for wash
ing stockings, gloves, lingerie and
curtains.
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A delicious dessert is a serving
of baked apples which have been
baked in pineapple juice. Peel
and core the apples and bake until
they are soft and juicy.
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A fine spread for lunch sand
wiches: Cover a pound of dried
apricots with water and cook un
til tender. Then add an equal
quantity of apples (in bulk) and
cook all together. When it is
cooked, sweeten to suit the taste.
O • 0
Luggage, brief cases, men’s
belts, books, leather chairs, card
cases, purses and handbags should
be treated with vaseline occasion
ally to prolong their life.
• • •
"Save Paper,” says Uncle Sam.
O. K. If an impersonal letter
comes to you with but one side
written upon, use the other side
for your correspondence. You
might add a footnote: "I’m saving
paper for Uncle Sam by using the
unused side of this letter.”
Soothe and relieve heat rash
on you or baby, with cool
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Absorbs perspiration, often
forerunner of heat rashes.
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I am a man and nothing in
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breakdown in the spirit of a sailor or a soldier.
Our men have the finest spirit in the world. But
it must be maintained in the American way.
They must not be made to feel that they are mere
automatons, fighting machines, as the armed forces
of the dictators have been made to feel.
Life in our navy and army is ha:d. Discipline is
tough. It must be. But there also must be moments
when the sailor or soldier is treated as Mr. Some-
body-or-other.
That’s where the USO comes in. For the USO is
the banding together of six great agencies to serve
one great purpose—to see that our boys in the camps
and naval stations have a place to go, to turn to, a
"home away from home.”
The duties of the USO have more than doubled
during the year. Its field of operations has enlarged
to include almost the entire face of the globe.
To carry on its all-important work, it needs funds.
It needs your contribution. No matter how small you
make that contribution, it needs it. Now.
You are beset by requests for help on all sides.
By all means, try to meet those requests. But among
them, don’t neglect the USO.
Send your contribution to your local USO com
mittee, or to USO, National Headquarters, Empire
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