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THE NEWBERRY SUN, NEWBERRY. S. C. Xlce' FICTION Corner IT’S THE LAW By CLARISSA LORENZ 1 M Y HEAD was in the clouds that warm day in April driving up Broadway. The radio in my jalopy was tuned in on Tom O'Neill, my favorite voice of the year. I was lis tening to The Songshop Hour when the sharp blast of a whistle brought me down to this too, too solid earth. Td driven straight through a red light. As a big, burly traffic cop swag gered over to my battered coupe, my knees shook. I had a deep re spect for law and order. “What’s the big idea, sister?” he bellowed. "I’m sorry, officer, I said meekly. “I was late for school." "Better be late than sorry,” he said in an altogether different voice as he caught O’NeiU’s lush rendition of "Irresistible You.” He jerked his head and smiled at the radio. “You know, that guy’s not bad.” "He’s simply super,” I gurgled. *He makes me all goose-pimply." The blue eyes of the law flickered, then fell on the volume of Popular Melodies on the seat beside me. "Music! What do you do for a living?” "But don’t let It happen again. Remember, I’m keeping my eye on you.” “Piano teacher,” I replied, “at Miss Pollens Day School.” I gave him a wan smile. He pushed back his cap and wiped the moist, blond ringlets plastered to his brow. “Ever do any radio work?” That made me wince. "I just wish I had a dollar for every audition I've had." "Pull over,” he ordered. I obeyed with alacrity. At the curb I became voluble. Anything to stave off a ticket. I told him that radio was a snare and delusion for any ambitious young girl. I’d got no where, “Sorry, we have our own ataff accompanist. . . . Sorry, noth ing right now, but if you’ll leave your name—” He grinned, and it was like a burst of sunshine. He leaned against my car, looking at me as if I were a crossword puzzle. “Say, how about dinner tonight?" You could have knocked me over with a feather. “Why, I don’t be lieve-” 1 began primly. “You see-” If he thought I was a girl who could be picked up, even by a police man . . .” “Okay, sister,” he grunted. “I get it.” Then his voice became official again. “Well, I’ll let you off this time.” "Thank you, officer,” I said. “But don’t let it happen again. Remember, I’m keeping my eye on you.” I looked at my watch: 8:45. I’d never make it by nine. Not when I had to pick up that daily cargo of seven squirming kids and convoy them to the red brick building that was my prison five days a week. I sighed. Art is long and life is short, and didn’t I know it. I’d probably go on teaching sassy brats five-finger exercises until the grave yawned. Especially now that Charlie had gone international on me. Corporal Charles Brent, No. 1 heel! When I got his bombshell of a letter two months ago, telling me cooly he’d fallen for one of those Aussies, I kissed all hope goodbye of every marrying an artist. Charlie played the bassoon before the Army made him play the bazooka. Until today I thought he’d broken my heart. But that night in bed, when I tried to picture him, all I could see were a pair of sky-blue eyes, strong white teeth, and moist, blond ringlets under a policeman’s cap. I felt a twinge of remorse at having snubbed him. What if he was just a traffic cop? Maybe something could still be done about it. Next morning I wore my new Easter bonnet, a pink, flyaway con fection. On my radio O’Neill was giving deliriously with “Time Waits for No One.” My heart went boomp as I approached the crossing on Broadway. There stood my nice giant in a shaft of sunlight. I drove straight through the red light. At the blast of that tin whistle I jammed on the brake. He sauntered over, twirl ing his shiny toy. "Well, sister,” he said sternly, “if you’re gonna make it a habit, I have to take steps. Let’s see your li cense." I looked at him in sheer dismay. O’Neill went crooning on, but my traffic cop seemed deaf this morn ing. “Make it snappy.” So I fumbled in my imitation alligator bag and fished out the license folder. “Beryl Thompson,” he read, and took down the number, name and address, handed it to me. “Here you are.” “You conceited goon,” I told my self hotly, watching his broad back. “Serves you right.” The low ceiling depression that hung over me all that day was lifted at 5:35 when I got back to my room and found a message to call Mr. Burnham at the radio station. I flew to the hall phone. “Be at the stutUo tomorrow night at 6:30 sharp,” ne said over the phone. The next day I was on hand long before six. “It’s a transcription pro gram,” Mr. Burnham explained. “Miss Miles, the studio accompa nist, is out sick, and her substitute’s having a baby.” “What’s the program, Mr. Burn ham?” “The Songshop Hour. Studio B. Here’s the music. You’ll have plenty of time to run through it before O’Neill gets here.” “O’Neill? But he broadcasts mornings, doesn’t he?” "He records at 6 the night be fore.” A S THE green baize door of Studio B closed soundlessly behind me, I felt like turning cartwheels. A little before 6:30 a familiar voice broke up my practicing. “Hello, sister” I looked up, and my fingers began to prickle. There was my traffic cop, bareheaded and in shirtsleeves. “Pardon the attire," he said with mock politeness. "I’m not supposed to wear my coat off duty.” “Are you Tom O’Neill?” “Professionally speaking, yes.” He came over and began polishing with his hand the badge on his blue Try to Remember Grace Noll Crowell CONSIDER your heartache of the past, the pain You may have thought could never be relieved; Recall aome ancient sorrow that had lain For long upon you—could you have believed You would forget it at you have? /.h, no. We are to blind along the road we go! Our eyes are holden and we cannot see Hiia grief will fade, this hurt will be as naught; This sorrow pass sway—the peace we sought Will rest upon us and we will be glad. Forgetting all the sorrow we have had. shirt, which read, “The Singing Cop.” “Nobody knows about it ex cept the gang here. I told ’em it had to be that way, or else. If the boys down at the station knew I was a crooning canary, life wouldn’t be worth livin’.” I sat still, looking slightly ga-ga. "Say," he said, his eyes twinkling, “that’s a fine reception, considering that I finagled you a radio job.” “You did?” I gasped. “But Mr. Burnham said—” He waved his big hand at me. “I know. When I heard about Miss Miles, I asked him to give you a try out.” He looked up at the clock. “Okay, beautiful. Let’s try that old number, ‘Why Don’t You Fall in Love With Me?’ ” I obeyed mechanically. As I said before, I have a deep respect for law and order. WHEN YOU ADMIRE YOU ARE HAPPY. • • • A man who was my friend is gone. He was a man everyone loved. He could go into any com pany and inside of five minutes win every person in that company as his friend. His genius was the genius for expressing his warm and friend ly personality. Last night when I was thinking over our friendship for each other and trying to analyze to see if I could discover the true secret of his gift, I hit upon something that hadn’t ever occurred to me before. His genius was the genius of knowing how to admire. I’ve never known anyone who was so filled with admiration and enthu siasm for everything in the wide world as he was. About things that you and I take for granted, he went into raptures. In the lowliest and meanest of lives he saw qualities to praise. Yes, I’m sure his genius was the genius for admiration and that that was what made him liked and popular and happy, for you know what I am telling you, that he was a happy man. How could he be otherwise when he found all the world and its contents infinitely beautiful and ex citing? As I was thinking about him last night I couldn’t help comparing him —contrasting him rather—with an other friend. In his friends this other friend of mine finds nothing to ad mire, absolutely nothing. He attacks everything: The institutions which men have founded are grounded on stupidity. The heads of our govern ment are crooks. Is he happy? You know he is not. I think it probably is easier to be like the second man I have told you about than the first, for it seems to be one of the traits of human nature to like to find fault rather than to find things that are good. Yet I am convinced that anyone, with a little practice and attention to the job, can acquire part of the genius of the man I started telling you about in this little article—the man who had the genius for admira tion. Just as an experiment suppose for one day only you do not criticize anything or anybody. Look for something to admire and praise. If you look hard enough for something to praise, you can find it, but if you don’t find it right off, don’t say a word of criticism—just keep still if you can’t praise. It’s amazing the effect this has on your life and on your outlook on the world. One man to whom I gave this ad vice a short time ago said it was like going out into the sunlight after leaving a darkened room when he began to see the world as an ad mirer rather than as a fault-finder. Consider that an experiment ol this kind will take just one day ol your time and not cost one cent Don’t you think it’s worthwhile? DISTURBANCE CLEARED UP A skipper, completing a trip across the Atlantic the other day, reported 40-foot waves rising from a smooth sea, with no wind, storm or whitecaps. There were no under standable explanations. The ship was tossed all over the lot in a dead calm, something never before no ticed in his 35 years at sea. * “I went to work on the mystery promptly,” said Dr. Elmer Twitch- ell, the distinguished scientist, ma rine authority and gin rummy expert, “and considered the violent disturbance on a calm sea from all angles. A number of things could have caused it. • "I figured that possibly Harry Tru man, General Graham and Ed Pau ley had been out on the presidential yacht debating the broad subject of ethics, but there was nothing in that. * “There was the possibility that the disturbance could have been caused by somebody discovering eggs at 60 cents a dozen along the seaboard. Another fellow thought that 40-foot waves could be caused by a man ordering an auto and get ting it immediately with no bonus. * “I considered the possibility that President Truman had allowed him self to be photographed in a grave moment without smiling. This led to a theory that this tremendous dis turbance at sea could have been the result of Margaret Truman tackling an opera role too deep for her in the first place. That proved untrue. * “I considered the idea that Lujack had missed a forward pass, that a day had passed with no marital news among the Topping boys and that Henry Wallace had said T don’t know’ to some complicated interna tional problem. * “Then it dawned on me. I put searchers to sea and they came in with the evidence in the form of a bottle tossed overboard. In it was the latest Pravda editorial. That did it.” • • • Father and Son Dialogue “Popper, is 39 billion dollars much?” “It always has been, but I wouldn’t want to be quoted on it today, son.” “Teacher says the President pro poses to spend that much in one year and that it’s a staggering sum.” “Your teacher staggers easily. But at that my opinion wouldn’t be any good. I got ail mixed up about the value of money back in Roose velt’s first term and have never been able to figure things out since.” "Can a country really spend that much money in one year, popper?” “It ain’t easy, my boy, but we can do it.” • “Popper, why must we send so many billions to Europe?” "We must help all countries to get out of a big hole.” "I thought we fought the war to get them out of a big hole.” "There is no telling about boles these days, son.” “Popper, our side won the war to save Europe, didn't it? Then what happened that we have got to rescue it all over again?” "We forgot to save boxtops or sumpin’.” • "When you win a war don’t you come out ahead?” “Who said so?" “Napoleon.” "What did he know about war? He didn’t even have lend-lease, Quebec conference or ERP.” “But he was an expert on war.” "Phooey. He didn’t even know about interim aid, U. N. or what is called a deteriorating situation.” “Popper, when we won the war at Trenton from the British didn't that settle everything? Did we have to lend billions to the British and Hessians to make it good?” “We have progressed, my son. To day we have got things to a point where nothing turns out according to the book. Civilization has reached a state where if we win a war we lose and if we lose we are almost as bad off.” "But, popper . . .” m 0 0 Howie Odell, Yale football coach, has gone from New Haven to Seattle. This is the longest run made in Yale foot ball in years. • • » The twisted ankle rate is at an all time high due to the best ski condi tions in years. It’s amazing how many people rush to the ski-slides, take off in a carefree manner and exclaim, “Why wasn’t I told?” when they find no net at the end. • • • The whopping success of “A Streetcar Named Desire” has many a Broadway producer envious. We heard of one who pointed to another the other day and said scornfully, “And all his life he's been waiting for a trolley!” Underseas Farming Foreseen in Future Diver Says High Production Is Possible in Ocean. NEW YORK.—Two young deep sea divers, Vincent Palmer and his wife, Lucie, believe that the sea holds the possibility for wiping out hunger on the earth. “Aquaculture is the agriculture of the future." Palmer asserted in a recent le'cture. “An average acre of undersea surface can produce as much edible food as an acre of the best farm land. The temperature under water is controlled. The vegetation is high in protein and vitamins.” Palmer, who is 35, became fas-, cinated by the underwater world 16 years ago. He made his first trip be neath water on an expedition with Dr. William Beebee. He now heads an underwater engineering firm, with headquarters in New York. Mrs. Lucie Mackay Palmer, 34, began diving with her husband shortly after their marriage in 1939. The development of projects rather than divers is the need. Palmer said. He explained that the navy had developed men in the war who were having a hard time now to find a use for their diving knowl edge. “The average commercial diving job is pretty soft," Palmer said. “You sink, float, look and then re peat” The Palmers took part in a job last year that was not soft. With a crew of men, they worked 45 days to repair a pipeline that had cut off the water supply of Guayaquil, the major port of Ecuador. Three re pair crews had been imported to fix the break. Each failed. “It had to be done,” Palmer said. “The people needed water. The cur rents and 14-foot tides created the constant danger of sweeping us down stream. We had a crew of 11 men just to pull us in.” Light Images Replace Pins In New Bowling Device CHICAGO. — Bowling without pinboys, indeed, without pins, is now possible. A device tentatively named "Petersen’s Pinless and Boyless Bowling Machine,” is respon sible for this revolutionary new form of bowling. With the new machine the bowler steps up to a regulation alley. He inserts a coin in a slot to begin his game. The alley lights up and the bowler gazes upon a regulation setup of ten pins. So he thinks. Actually the “pins" are shafts of light. Upon delivering the ball in normal manner the bowler registers a strike or other hit as he would with pins. The ball is scooped out of the pit and returned. Margaret Truman’s Portrait Now Hangs in White House WASHINGTON. — The life-sized portrait of Margaret Truman just completed by Greta Kempton was presented to the Truman family by a group of friends. The portrait hangs in the central hall of the pri vate family quarters on the second Boor of the White House, where the President’s portrait by the same artist also hangs. The hew portrait completes 'a father-and-daughter quartet — Sec retary of the Treasury John W. Sny der and his daughter, Drucie, hav ing previously been subjects for Miss Kempton. Miss Snyder's por trait hangs in her father’s office in the treasury. Miss Truman said that the por trait required five sittings, all of which had been in Washington. “She chose the green room back ground because my eyes were green,” the President’s daughter added. The East Room grand piano, which also was used as background, was done from a photograph, the artist explained. She added that she also had taken some artistic liber ties with the concert tour gown in which Miss Truman posed, altering its lines in some places. Milwaukee Cops Will Film Tipsy Drivers for Evidence MILWAUKEE, WIS. — Motorists arrested on charges of driving while drunk are likely to break into the movies, with themselves as the principal characters. Chief of Police John W. Folcyn said that the police department would experiment soon with taking motion pictures in color of drunken drivers to be used as evidence against them in court, if necessary. The experiments will get under way as soon as a studio is arranged at the safety building where tipsy drivers will be put through the cus tomary tests while a camera re cords all their actions. Duke of Windsor Doesn’t Like ‘New Look’ Either PALM BEACH, FLA.—The Dr of Windsor’s comment here on the “new look” dress length was: “If you have good legs, why hide them?” When someone reminded him that not every woman, had shapely limbs, the duke gallantly replied: "Remember, you said that, I didn’t” SCRIPTURE: John 14:25, 26: Acts 2: 1-4; 3:1 to 4:31; Galatians 5:22-26. DEVOTIONAL READING: Ephesians 6:10-20. Power of Holy Spirit Lesson for Febrnary 15, 1948 'T'WO decades ago, the famous -*■ preacher. Rev. Reginald J. Campbell, declared, “The 18th Cen tury may be characterized as the Century of God the Father; the 19th Century as the Cen tury of God the Son; and we are praying that the 20th Century may be experienced as the Century of the Holy Spirit” That was a brave and hopeful prayer. May we claim the same hope. “These things unto you, being yet present with you. But the Com- forter, which is the Holy Spirit, whom the Father will send in my name, he shall teach you all things, and bring all things to your remem brance, whatsoever I have said unto you,” John 14:25, 26. Go on to read Acts 2:1-4; 3:1 to 4:31; Galatians 5: 22-26 and you will have the Scripture passages for Sunday’s lesson, with Ephesians 6:10-20 as the devotional reading. PETER ACTS BRAVELY N THE passage in Acts we have the picture of Peter and John about to enter the temple on the Sabbath, when suddenly they find themselves confronted by a sick beggar. What could they do with him and for him? He was asking for money. Peter said, “Silver and gold have I none, but such as I have give I thee, in the Name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth rise up and walk!” Dr. Newton have I spoken The lame man stood up, leaping and walking and rejoicing, and went into the temple with Peter and John. Only the power of God can do such mighty works. Peter was not afraid to tackle the man’s needs, since he relied upon God’s wisdom and strength. WHY PETER WAS BRAVE DETER is often pictured as a very * quick-tempered person. He was usually the first to speak in every situation. He was the leader of the group—a natural leader of men. But Peter did not assume to meet the poor man’s need in his strength. Only "in the Name of Jesus.” When we forget self and rely upon the Holy Spirit for direction, we are enabled to meet and mas ter any sitnation. Juniors will do well to remember these words, "Not by might, nor by power, but by my Spirit, salth the Lord of hosts,” Zechariah 4:6. Junior boys and girls can meet life’s tasks in the same assurance in which Peter dealt with the lame man, if we rely upon the Holy Spirit. SECRET OF CHRISTIAN POWER *« ■yOU shall receive power when I the Holy Spirit has come upon you.” Acts 1:8. That is the secret of the Christian’s power. It does not originate elsewhere. It is God’s gift to those who implicitly trust in him. This great truth is particularly appealing to intermediates and seniors. Young people are keenly sensitive to the times in which they live. We live today in an hour of unprecedented power — atomic energy! But all of the marvels of modern science have not been able to give young people the sense of mastery. Rather, we are afraid. The scientists themselves tell us that this is history’s most precarious age. Only when the Holy Spirit is reg nant in our hearts can we possess the power of which Paul is writing in Galatians, when he says, “But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, long suffering, gentleness, goodness, faith, meekness, temper ance.” WHEN WE HAVE THAT POWER W HY, then, should we ever be weak, when we may always possess that power? This is the most searching question for any Chris tian. The answer will lead us to cer tain inevitable admissions. We be come weak spiritually when we for get to pray, when we forget to read God’s word, when we allow the in terests of this world to blind our eyes and deafen our ears to the reality of God’s presence. The Holy Spirit will dwell with in us, if only we will welcome him. He will not come unbidden; be will not remain unwanted. He cannot be made secondary. Either he guides or surrenders the reins to us. Our lives are spiritually strong and healthy when the Holy Spirit governs. Our work is effective, our words are compelling. We speak not our wisdom, but the wisdom of God. We go not in our strength, but in his strength. • • • (Copyright by the International Council of Religious Education on behalf of 40 Protestant denominations. Released by WNU Features.) n NEEDLECRAFT PATTERNS Squares for Scarf or Doilies YfOU can have this lovely table- 1 setting! Just one square done in string makes a whole doily! Three squares join for a center- piece. * 4> * Make these plmvheel squares for doilies or scarf. Pattern 7316 has direc tions for square. Our improved pattern — visual with easy-to-see charts and photos, and com plete directions — makes needlework easy. Fold a dishcloth twice to form a square, then crochet a simple edge around it with bright thread. Pres to!—a washable pot-holder or a cheery table mat. —•— When disconnecting electrical appliances from outlets, do not pull on the cord. 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