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THE SUN, NEWBERRY, S. C„ FEBRUARY 19, 1943 WHO’S NEWS iyN This Week By Lemuel F. Parton Consolidated Features.—WNU Release. ■VIEW YORK.—It used to be that a government nailed down ev erything loose when diplomats from friendly states came visiting. That Offer. India Well- was when Filled Crockery in International Bingo diplomats practiced the p i c k- pocket poli tics of Machiavelli and Richelieu. American diplomats of today are contrariwise. Nobody nails down anything against them, because they aren’t taking. Not anything. They’re running a sort of international bingo carnival, and the stuff they hand out adds up to more than a set of dishes. Thus William C. Phillips, one of President Roosevelt’s handy men, sits down in New Delhi to figure out how much food India needs, and how we can give it in a lend-lease deal. Of course he hopes to persuade India to shinny on the Allied side for the duration; but considering the well-filled crockery he is willing to hand out that isn’t much. Mr. Phillips comes from Italy where he did not coax Mussolini to side with us. But even if he failed he had, on leaving, the satisfr ction of knowing that for Mussolini the Axis had turned into a picket stake on the sharp end of which he was sitting far from pretty. India is virgin soil for Mr. Phillips but the kind of dickering he will do is not new to him. He has been matching wits with foreign office horse-traders ail over Europe for nearly 40 years. In 1903 with a fresh law degree from Harvard, he became pri vate secretary at London to col orful Ambassador Joseph M. Choate. Not long ago he got to be under secretary of state, but a desk job of even such grandeur cramped the style of so accurate a trouble shooter so he packed his bags and went abroad again. A thinnish, horse-faced man and patient with photographers he knows everybody who is anybody in Europe, including Laval, Galeazzo Ciauo and Von Ribbentrop. He has a wife, five children and four honorary degrees. India, pat ting a full stomach, shortly should be urging another of these last for him. A BOUT now, and if not now then in a little while, Hitler ought to be ready to admit that he took a gander in the wrong direction. It Show* Nazis Lofty was west Defiance of a Stag Among the Wolves ward that he looked and all he saw was Great Britain and her vast empire and all he thought was, “That’s what I’ll go for.” If he had looked north he could have seen Denmark and Norway and Sweden going their war less happy middle ways. If he had said, “I’ll copy them,” his Germany might have bought prosperity with the billions he blew in on today’s shattered war machine. The noble Catholic bishop of Berlin, Most Rev. Konrad Count von Preysing would have praised that prosperity as thoroughly as he now condemns all that Hitler does. "This terrible creed” he calls the Nazi philosophy in a pastoral letter even bolder than those of his predecessor, the late Nicholas Bares. Sixty-two now, Bishop Preysing spent almost half his life outside the church, but under Hitler’s oppression he has become one of its prime de fenders. He was born in Bavaria. That pastoral state had just joined the new German efhpire but it had kept its king and separate govern ment and after Von Preysing studied law his title helped him into the ministry of foreign affairs. He was 32 before he entered the priesthood. ♦ DOP a paper bag behind any hun- * dred statesmen and when they jump blue prints for a post-war world will bounce out of 99 pockets. He’ll Swap Second Give the Front for Better Housing Any Day hundredth a brace and bit and he’ll bore you a peep-hole into his own dream civili zation before you can say Shangri-la. The pet future world of Walter Nash, minister to the United States from New Zealand, is more reasonable than most. It Is, in fact, reasonable enough for almost anyone. He leaves ex travagant faneies to others and will settle for better homes and more of them. There Is, he be lieves, no other project which would yield richer rewards in terms of social welfare. Mr. Nash has been talking housing for years, as he should, coming from New Zealand where housing reform paces the world. And he harps con stantly on the need for this in any program of post-war rehabilitation. The fact is, he has said he is in no hurry for a second front but he has often said we ought to get more sup plies into Russia. Supplies enough might turn the trick, come to think about it. A tailor in his youth, Mr. Nash at 60 is- a plump but not fat social reformer who is reputed one of the ablest members of New Zea land’s labor government. Front Line In New Guinea By Osmar White (WNU Feature—Through special arrangement with Collier's Weekly) Australia’s front line in New Guinea is remote and mysterious, the most secret front line in a whole world at war. I was determined to find it. After a week’s canoeing into the interior, I saw the mountains at dawn one morning. They take your breath away. The tallest mountains I’ve ever seen. One mountain is in the 14,000-foot class. The track leads straight over a 9,000-foot pass. I pity the men manning this foot hill post on the way to the front line. They’re tired—jungle-tired to the very bone. They’re thin and yel lowed and listless. They have had to dig a four-foot deep trench around their camp and block the bridges across it because death adders and rats pester them at night. When not working, they live in a huge mos quito net which covers the space for a table and chairs and a little book shelf. They get mail once in two or three months. From here I started the next morning, up the tough slope, through dense, damp jungle. The idea is to get the day’s walking over before the afternoon rain sets in. What rain! Straight down, warm and steamy, drenching to the marrow. The first Kunds bridge swayed wild ly over roaring rapids 40 feet below. Where Sun Never Shines. Next day more of the same. Up and up and up and up. The track is a cannibal path now, not nine inches wide. The high air’s thin— not half a breath in a lungful. The sun has not shone on this mud in a hundred thousand years. Still up. Sometimes the trees thin a bit and one can see a glimpse of a breath taking blue valley, utterly blanketed in treetops, sweeping down 4,000 feet onto the snakelike river, white with rapids and waterfalls. Here one may hold shouted conversation with a man a full day’s journey away. Another day and we’re over the crest. Now down and down and down. Dry, comfortable camps over looking a rolling, grassy valley. Fresh food to make your teeth wa ter. The only fly in the ointment is the rats in the bedrooms. They run up under the blanket with their little cold feet. Another day and I’m in a valley, hot and magnificent with richness. There are great stands of hoop pine. My boy brought me a spray of creamy orchids a foot long... Met some fellows from the front line, go ing out sick. Two of them had been in the Salamaua show. They had bad sores from mocka bites. Mockas are scrub ticks that carry Asiatic typhus. They call it Jap river fever up here. They bit me pretty severely ©n the way over and this kunai grass is swarming with them, but the iodine bottle keeps them down. The fel lows told grim stories of the Japs jubilantly relaxing in neat little grass villages among grinning, well- fed natives. Ahead are more hills still, wetter and steeper, but this is the last stretch. Hears a Jap Bomber. I camped under the skirts of a 12,000-foot mountain. About nine o’clock I heard the unmistakable high-low drone of a Jap bomber. I turned off my lantern from habit and went out. The forest was ablaze with eerie light; the ground under the hut a flickering mass of glow worms. Another day and I reached an army camp—four great huts, now housing a contingent of Commandos going to the front—lean, stooped youngsters already yellowed by fever. They are the first consider able body of troops I have seen in nearly 300 miles of walking. These are the men who do quiet execution of every Jap patrol that dares poke its nose out. Only one is over 30. And then finally, the next day, I was at the front. I went up by way of a cedar tree to have a look at the top story. The valley opened out and far off behind a cloud bank was the faint sheen of the sea. Then, like a cue in a stage play, it came— the distant rolling thunder of ma chine-gun fire. It was happening down there under that soft canopy of treetops. I arrived in time to see the patrol come in, tom, caked with mud and sweat and jubilant. The red welt of a bullet coiled over the neck of one of them like a little dead snake. They had fought a patrol of 120 Japs. They stalked them for nine hours, then placed a machine-gun nest in a clearing and slashed them to shreds. The Japs fled through the jungle in twos and threes, howling. I saw the battlefield by lantern light. Sodden heaps of clothing and equipment; little pools of blood which rain was diluting and blending with the earth. ir it ★ * '* ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ - Ir HOVStHOlV MSMOS...Ltim «X-X*X»X»X*X»X»Xi>SC<»! Tea for You, With Delicious Cranberry Pastries! (See Recipes Below) .. . And Cookies, Too! You may not serve tea, and you ay not even have coffee, but you still like that pause in the aft ernoon with a few good friends, to mull over the happenings of the day, to get philo sophical over the events that touch all of us. But have that pause whenever possible, even if you have just fruit juice and a few cookies or cakes. It’s as im portant as the bigger things you do. Have a hot or cold drink as the climate dictates, flavor them with honey if the sugar supply is low. Some supplies of tea are still ob tainable for the hot or iced bever age, if you use the coffee ration at breakfast. Chocolate and cocoa are obtain able now and then and make excel lent hot beverages. Made with milk, they’re nourishing, too. And if you make them with canned milk they’re delightful. Somehow, the canned milks have an affinity with chocolate beverages. Fruit juices have been a summer standby, but you should discover their winter uses, too! Hot lemon ade is delightful as are combina tions of lemon, orange, grapefruit and pineapple juice. Those of you who like spending cold afternoons in front of the open fire will enjoy a small glass of a cool drink with a few tasty cookies. For this purpose, try mixing equal quantities of cranberry and orange juice or apricot and pineapple juice served in pretty glasses with cook ies. Small cakes and cookies are an attractive accompaniment with re freshing drinks. Our first one to day is a sugar-saver, butter-saver, quickly and easily made: Cranberry Fingers. (Makes 24 fingers) 4 tablespoons butter or substitute 2 cups sifted all-purpose flour 3 tablespoons sugar 1 egg Milk 1 1-pound can jellied cranberry sauce Grated rind of >4 orange Work shortening and sugar into flour, and mix to a light dough with beaten egg and milk, using only enough milk to moisten. The mix ture should be dry rather than wet. Divide into two portions. Roll one portion to an eighth of an inch thickness, place on a greased cookie sheet, and spread with crushed cran berry juice. Sprinkle with grated orange rind. Wet edges and cover with remaining dough, rolled to fit, pressing edges firmly together. Brush with milk, sprinkle with sug ar and bake in a moderately hot (375-degree) oven about 30 minutes. When cool, cut into finger strip size for serving. Oranges enter the picture again, this time combined with maple syr- Lynn Says: Handy Hints: When a recipe calls for sifted sugar or flour sift the ingredient before you meas ure it, so you’ll get an accurate measurement. In mixing cakes, add flour mix ture to creamed sugar, shorten ing and egg before adding the moist ingredients, then alternate and add dry ingredients last. You’ll get a better grained cake. Muffins are beaten just enough to blend ingredients together. Don’t overbeat. Greasing cookie, cake and muf fin tins with a mixture of pan coat, made by blending % cup shortening with Yt cup flour pre vents sticking. This Week’s Menu Pork Kidneys with Scrambled Eggs Mashed Potatoes Diced Beets Lettuce with French Dressing Whole Wheat Muffins Apple-Cheese Crisp Beverage up to make a drop cookie: Orange Drop Cookies. (Makes 60 eookies) 2 tablespoons grated orange rind 14 cup butter or substitute 1 cup maple syrup 2 eggs, beaten 2 cups sifted flour 3 teaspoons baking powder teaspoon salt Cream together orange rind, shortening, maple syrup. Add beat en eggs, then flour sifted together with baking powder and salt. Drop the batter by spoonfuls onto a greased baking sheet and bake in a moderately hot (375-400-degree) oven and bake about 10 minutes or until lightly browned. Molasses ’n apple butter were fa vorite ingredients of cookies in grandmother’s time, and now they come in for a grand encore: Old-Fashioned Molasses Cookies. 3% cups sifted all-purpose flour 2 teaspoons baking soda Yi teaspoon salt 1 teaspoon ginger 44 cup butter or substitute 44 cup sugar 1 egg 44 cup apple butter 1 cup molasses Sift together dry ingredients. Cream together butter and sugar, add egg and beat together until light and fluffy. Add apple butter and molasses and blend together thor oughly, then mix in sifted dry ingre dients. Chill for 2 hours or more. Roll as thinly as possible and cut into large cook ies. Place on a lightly greased cookie sheet and bake in a moderate (375-degree) oven for 10 minutes. These cookies are crisp when baked, get soft if stored in tin for a day or so. Honey and sour cream are an un beatable combination in a cupcake, and here they are lined up with spices for an extra deliciousness: Honey Spice Cupcakes. 44 cup butter or substitute 1 cup brown sugar 1 cup honey 3 egg yolks 2 cups flour 44 teaspoon salt 2 teaspoons ground cloves 2 teaspoons allspice 2 teaspoons cinnamon 1 teaspoon soda 1 cup thick, sour cream 3 egg whites Cream butter, add sugar and hon ey, creaming well. Add egg yolks, one at a time and beat well. Sift dry ingredients and add alternately with sour cream, beating after each addition. Fold in stiffly beaten whites of eggs. Bake in greased muffin tins in a moderate oven (350 degrees) 30 minutes or in two greased cake tins. Your icing for the cupcakes should be a halo of white swirls of honey icing which will not crack—and can be whipped up in a hurry: Royal Honey Icing. 1 egg white, stiffly beaten 44 cup honey 44 teaspoon vanilla To the stiffly beaten egg white, add honey slowly, beating continu ally until icing will stand in peaks. Fold in flavoring. What problems or recipes are most on your mind these winter days? Write to Lynn Chambers for expert advice on your particular problem, at Western Newspaper Union, 210 South Desplaines Street, Chi cago, III. Please be sure to enclose a stamped, self-addressed envelope for your reply. Released by Western Newspaper Union. * DIALOGUE ON POSSIBLE INFLATION "Hello, how’s tricks?” demanded Elmer Twitchell who was paying 18 cents for a cigar that used to cost a nickel, and addressing Senator Dumm, who had just bought a box of headache pills for twice what they cost a year ago. “Hello, Elmer,” returned the Sen ator cordially. “Keeping you pretty busy down in Washington?” asked Elmer. '‘Do you think we’re going to have in flation?” "I don’t think so,” said Senator Dumm, as he pulled on a pair of gloves worth about $1.25 which had set him back $3.98 the day before. “How about you?” “I’m afraid we may get it in a mild form,” said Elmer as he shifted to his other arm a box of new shoes which cost him $16.50 as against the $9 he paid for the last pair. • • • They left the drug store and walked down the street together. • • • “There’s always a chance of inflation, but I feel that we will avoid it in America,” continued the senator. “By the way, I think I’ll drop in here and get a shave.” “They charge 75 cents for it in there,” said Elmer. “There’s a shop further on where you can get one for 60.” “As I was saying,” resumed the senator, “we are spending a lot of money and we will have to be smart to avoid inflation, but I have every confidence we will do so.” • • • Here they attempted to cross a street and were knocked back by a milk wagon delivering the same milk for 18 cents a quart that cost only 12 not long ago. • • • “We can avoid it If we are con stantly on guard, I suppose,” chirped Elmer, as he stopped and paid 15 cents for an apple from a vendor who had once made money by sell ing them for a nickel. “Other countries did not take proper preventive measures and so inflation engulfed ’em. We are alert, I am sure,” argued Senator Dumm as he dodged a barrel of beer being rolled into a cafe where a glass half the size of the old-fashioned five-cent schooner would be passed out for 15. “I guess this country sees the danger and has taken steps in time,” agreed Elmer, as he stopped to ad just his necktie by his reflection in a window full of eggs selling at about eight cents each. • * • The bartender rang up a check for $1.26. , “Of course it may engulf us before we realize it,” admitted Elmer, as they paid, and left. “Yes, there’s always a chance,” admitted the senator. • • » "If we had a decrease of 50 per cent in absenteeism in factories we could get 10 per cent greater pro duction of war needs. The largest percentage of absenteeism is in air- plane shops. Much of it is on Mon days and is attributed to Monday morning sickness.”—Donald Nelson. The only cure would seem to be an alarm clock which would touch off, instead of a bell, m record which would scream, “Hey, you fellah! In Guadal canal they work Mondays!” • * • “There is nothing in the book to confirm statements by starry-eyed vice admirals that one American can lick two Japs and that the war is as good as over.”—Book critic of the New Yorker. Ol starry-eyed Bill Halsey, as it were! • • • “The National Association of Res taurant Men has protested the aboli tion of pre-sliced bread. Having to slice it in restaurant kitchens in volves waste, they say.”—News item. Oh, don’t be redick. Nobody can slice bread thinner than a restaurant man. (Except a deli catessen man. Ed.) * • • REJECTION We can’t adopt that Ruml plan— We want no part of it, Because it is so simple that It’s made a great big hit. We must not give it any chance— Our verdict must be “No!”— Because it would work easily And ease the public’s woe. We cannot pass the Ruml plan Just put it in the file! 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