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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.
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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!
It doesn’t complicate a tax
In our accustomed styles
• • •
FURORE
“There’s terrific excitement in
Washington,” said Elmer Twit
chell today.
“What about?” we asked.
“There’s a rumor Mr. and
Mrs. Roosevelt are going to visit
the city,” he replied.
• * •
HAD YOU NOTICED IT?
“Stoppage in Dress Industry Like
ly.”—Headline.
The length of skirts had caused a
widespread belief that there had
been a stoppage all along.
A LL the charm of a bygone day
is in this colonial girl motif—
picture bonnet, bouffant skirt en
hanced with a bit of embroidery
and scallops, puff sleeved blouse.
Gracefully she lends her charm to
side and center vanities, to match
ing dresser scarf and pillow slips.
On the larger pieces, a rambler
rose fence continues the motifs to
the desired length.
• • •
You will use outline, lazy daisy. French
knots and buttonhole In doing these colo
nial lady bedroom ensemble designs, and
hot Iron transfer Z9534, 15 cents, will
bring them to you. Send your order to:
AUNT MARTHA
Bos 166-W Kansas City, Mo.
Enclose 15 cents for each pattern
desired. Pattern No
Name
Address
Easy Business
Nothing is easier than fault-find
ing; no talent, no self-denial, no
brains, no character are required
to set up in the grumbling busi
ness.—Robert West.
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