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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.)
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—•—
When disconnecting electrical
appliances from outlets, do not
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itself firmly and pull it free.
— •—
Keep the family sewing machine
covered when it is not in use to
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—•—
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been dipped in hot water.
—•—
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2. What is the most valuable
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3. An inch of rainfall equals ap
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snow?
4. In the Northern hemisphere
which month gives us the least
sunlight?
5. Which is America’s number
one commercial fish?
6. At present, the percentage at
people who belong to some church
is what?
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2. Milk.
3. Ten inches.
4. December.
5. The pilchard, the' young at
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Fram Prize contest held recently:
First prize, Lincoln sedan—Lloyd
E. Matthews Jr., 917 North J St.,
Muskogee, Okla. Second prize,
Studebaker sedan — A. D. Barr,
1484 Wagar Ave., Lakewood 7,
Ohio. Third prize, Mercury sedan
—Margaret Bernhard, 860 Ches
terfield Rd., Columbus 9, Ohio.
Fourth prize, Ford sedan—J. Mar
shall Singer, 26 St. Clair Ave.
East, Toronto 5, Ont. Fifth prize,
Crosley sedan—William D. Bram-
ham, 104 Tyler St., Taft, Calif.
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Besides the four U. S. postage
stamps that honor Franklin Del
ano Roosevelt, 84 have been issued
by 17 foreign countries says Col
liers. Costa Rica has 13, Nicara
gua 11, Monaco 10, Hungary eight,
Guatemala seven, Turkey six;
Ethiopia and Mexico five each.
Colombia, Greece, Liberia and
the Philippines have three each;
Haiti and Honduras two each; and
Argentina, Brazil and Cuba one
each.
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table.
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A BROKEN reputation can
sometimes be repaired, but folka
always keep their eyes on where
the crack was.*
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HOW CAN YOU get ready-eoL
ored, ready to use margarine
from your grocer at no extra
cost? Write your Congressmen
and your Senators and tell then*
to repeal the “spite tax” on col
ored margarine.
will be paid upon publica
tion to the first contributor of
each accepted saying or idea for
"Grandma Speakin’.” Address
Nu-Maid Margarine, Cincinnati
2, Ohio.
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Table-Grade
MARGARINE
^that’s a job
for Zb-w/T'and /M/Tty'the MENTHOLATUM TWINS
MENTHOLATUM
• When head-cold misery makes
you gasp for air, and nose feels
raw and tender, reach for soothing
Mentholatum and B-R-E-A-T-H-E!
Mentholatum contains comfort
ing Camphor and minty Menthol.
two famous, fast-acting ingred
ents that help thin out thic
mucus, reduce swelling, sooth
cold-inflamed membranes. Soo
soreness eases up, head starts i
clear. Don’t take head-cold miser
lying down—use Mentholatum.
ALSO RELIEVES CHEST-COLD TIGHTNESS.
KASAI IRRITATION AND CNAPPMS