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V Xlcer FICTION Corner NO SONG IS LOST By C. S. MONTAYNE \/fARIO went through the cool, cloistered halt light of the liv ing room' in Edna's Amarillo Can yon bungalow and sat down before her baby grand piano in the work room where the shade of the trees outside lay in thick, green dusk. He swept aside a heap of Edna’s pen ciled manuscript, smiling a little superciliously, for her composing efforts invariably amused him, and let his thin, nervous fingers roam the keys. Usually melody soothed away any inner disturbance. But this after noon, his talk with Hammond at the studio lingered unpleasantly. He found himself playing the elusive, fragmentary tune that had been in his mind for some days. He had thought it might be pointed up. eyes were mysteriously enigmatic, her full lips pafted. At that mo ment Mario decided again that she was lovely—lovely enough to excite romance, to thrill and inspire him. He wondered, abstractly, while he lighted a cigarette, why he wasn’t in love with her. Perhaps it was that strange superiority he felt —the constant knowledge tl\at he had come to Hollywood from the concert stage, that the music he wrote was good, so much better than the banal, tinkling tunes Edna laboriously ground out. It was true she had earned a great deal of money and fame of a sort from the full length cartoon comedy she had set to music. But he reminded him self, men like Hammond weren’t contracting for her to write arias But he reminded himself, men like Hammond weren’t contracting for her to write arias and spot hit numbers for the type of picture, and the operatic star, on which he had keen at work. hammered into a production num ber that could be played straight or used to satisfy the jittery inhibi tions of the swing-minded. Ham mond had set a deadline for the thing he wanted. He had been very decided when he told Mario the song, words and music, must be in by the next afternoon. Mario was embroidering the theme, trying to give it substance and body, when he heard Edna’s car outside. Her Great Dane barked joyfully, the iron gate banged shut, her heels clicked rhythmically on the polished floor. “I thought I heard you playing. Been here long?” Her slim hand slipped into his. "I looked for you at the studio. Hammond said you left at one.” Her hair seemed to glimmer in the light and shadow; her long, oval and spot hit numbers for the type of picture, and the operatic star, on which he had been at work. They dined on the terrace. The moon swung up across the canyon and the stars came out, one by one. Mario, lounging in the candlelight, told her his troubles. “Tomorrow afternoon . . . am I an automaton to have a crank turned . . . and music come out? That song I was playing—” He gestured with his thin, artistic hands. “It is what Hammond wants, I know that, but—” "It fades into nothing,” Edna in terpolated softly. He nodded, deep in thought, hardly conscious she had gotten up and gone into the bungalow. He lifted his brooding gaze when he heard the ripple of the piano. He jerked his head sharply left, his TRICKS FOR TEENS By NANCY PEPPER WISE GUISE You guessed it, this is about those characters with crew cuts at one end and argyle socks (the ones you knit for them) on the other—boys, that is. Everybody knows that their latest fashion favorite is the collarless cardigan sports jacket, a la Sinatra, but only our hi style scouts could round up their latest fads—and only you would be inter ested in them. Boys and Curls — Frankie Laine isn’t the only one who can sing, “Just Because My Hair Is Curly," now that a new i wave has swept over the high school poys—a Permanent ^Wave, we mean. | Seems out in the (Middle West Jthey're letting the front of their hair grow long and then curling it with those home permanent sets. Well, a forelock comes in handy when you have to honor your partner in square dancing. News in Neckwear—The latest fad .with his T shirts is a cotton bandan na kerchief, worn around the neck ■and slipped through a ring in front— preferably a friendship ring with a sentimental inscription. Looks as if he’s been influenced by your silk scarfs. Close Shave — Although we don’t like to believe it, one of our Okla homa scouts declares that the latest fad among the local Big Wheels is to shave their heads completely. Serves us right for complaining about their Crew Cuts. How hideous can they get, is what we’d like to know? Maybe we’d better not try to find out; there are times when “It Pays to Be Ignorant.” Hose for Joes—Miniature argyle socks are the latest good-luck trophies to hang in their jalopies. Of course, they're made by their favorite Needle Nudgers. And, boys who have big collections of hand- knit argyles, are now wearing dif ferent patterns and colors together, instead of matching pairs. Such a dazzling display! * • * Added Attraction — As if Spike Jones recordings didn’t shatter the airwaves enough, some disc jockeys have discovered that they can add their own sound effects to records with hilarious — and noisy—results. Wait ’til you hear what they do with the “Bells of San Juanita!” In comparison, “My Old Flame” is a lullaby! • • • Minor Detail. From now on when we chance to meet. I’ll turn my head and cross the street The things he said, I can’t forget I’ll cut him dead—with no regret I can’t forgive our bitter brawl. His insults are beyond recall— The only point on which there’s a doubt Is what our quarrel was about. eyes on the open doors, listening. She was playing the same tune-he had toyed with when she had come in. But this time the melody had a meaning, a significance. It built itself in a melodic tone picture that gripped him and held him fasci nated. The middle part that had hung suspended, escaping him com pletely, was now a bridge that car ried the burden of the theme surely across to its exquisite climax. “Something like that?” Edna came back through the cloying gloom. Mario stood, his young face earnest and intent, his hands trembling. “Yes, something like that.” “Go in and write it down before you forget it.” She spoke casually. "Pencil and score sheets on top of the piano. Help yourself.” “But—” She pushed him away, gently, de cidedly. “Hurry, before it goes." Brennan, who was doing the lyrics, put words to the melody the next morning in Mario’s hotel room. At noon Hammond heard the song, approved, and took Mario out to lunch. "Ftinny how a little urging can get you artistic guys underway,” he grunted. “Frankly, I don’t like highbrow musicians. I’d rather work with the Tin Pan Alley vari ety—people like Edna Sheridan, Tommy Dorlon. But that’s a good tune. Sounds like a natural.” It was after five when Mario’s taxi took him to Amarillo Canyon. The Great Dane barked ominously when he opened the iron gate, but the dog was chained and Mario went on to the letter-box and key Edna left for him. There was a note say ing she’d be back in an hour, on the living room table, an open manu script on the piano rack. Mario saw its title, “No Song Is Lost,” when he switched on the shaded light and sat down to play. • • • S HE had raided a Los Angeles deli catessen. When she put her car in the garage, she called for him to help her with the packages. Mario carried them in to the glistening porcelain table in the model kitchen. He looked deep into the enigmatic eyes Edna lifted. He tried to answer her smile, but his lips were stiffly serious. She frowned, watching his expression change dramatically. “What did Pete Hammond think of the number? Why do you look at me like that, Mario? What’s the matter? Something gone wrong?” “Very wrong!” He was trembling oddly, the blood was pounding through him, his mind was con fused. Only one thing had any clarity, any vision. "Why, Edna?” he heard himself asking in a strange Voice. “Why—what?” His hands closed about her shoul ders. He was drawing her to him, hardly aware of what he did. ‘That song,” Mario said all at once. “No wonder jt was elusive, haunting! I must have heard it here the first night I came! It must have hidden in some far comer of my memory I It was your song—the theme piece you did for that cartoon nonsense— so good you took it out, shelved H! Why, Edna—?” He broke off. She was close to him now and quite natuially, simply, her arms linked themselves about his neck. And she was smil ing, not enigmatically, but happily. “What is the theme of all music, of all life?” she asked, unsteadily. Mario laughed. “Love, of course!” he told her, before he put his own arms around her and leaned to kiss the warm red of her curved, glow ing mouth. THE NEWBERRY SUN. NEWBERRY. S. C. Politicians Eye Vast Increase in Women Voters WASHINGTON.—For the second time in American history more wom en than men are eligible to vote. Up to 1940 the men had the edge. In 1944 the population figures switched the advantage to the dis taff side. There were some guesses that it might be the war, with the men away, but that guess now ap pears incorrect. Both parties figure there are about a million and a half more eligible women voters than men. Both major parties are preparing an emphatic wooing of the petticoat ballot. Each has gotten out a sort of primer for the newcomers. The Democrats call theirs the "Guide Book." It gets down to such fundamentals as “What Is a Pre cinct?" and how to work in one. The Republicans call their booklet "Selecting and Electing.” It com centrales on how to become a dele gate to the national convention and how to help run things there. Both books would be good for either men or women hopefuls in the political wings. Women Are Determined Women in both parties are de termined to put more women into political office for two reasons: (1) They like to see women in office, but also (2) they hope that the party which is most generous to women office seekers will also corral the largest part of the women’s vote. Women’s first loyalty appears to be to the party and then to their sex. Women office holders reached a peak in state legislatures in 1945-’46, when there were 234 women in of fice. They have slipped now. There are 23 less. That slip worries the women chiefs of both parties—Mrs. India Edwards of the Democrats and Mrs. Robert W. Macauley of the Republicans. The political plums on which the women concentrate are seats in congress. Right now there are seven women in the house, none in the seriate. Plenty of Contenders But there are plenty of contenders on the road. The Republican wom en, through the mails, have heard of 18 women all told fighting for seats in the house. The Democrats have further in formation about possible contend ers which may bring the women seeking congressional posts to be tween 20 and 25. Frances Perkins still stands alone in the political history of American women. She has been the sole wom an cabinet member, as secretary of labor to President Roosevelt. Soft-Hearted Bartender Sponsors Children’s Hour HOBOKEN, N. J.—Now it’s a sa loon with a children’s hour. The place is run by one Parky Radigan, who has a soft spot in his heart for the neighboring kids. He hates to see those children’s television programs going to waste in his place. “These kids,” he says, “don’t get to see television. They’re too young to drink.” The idea occurred to him when he turned the lights up one day after a baseball television broadcast. The dark corners were filled with young sters, who had sneaked in to watch. So Parky perused the television schedules and picked out some chil dren’s shows. The customers may have been startled at first but they made no protest when—as the children’s pro. gram started—Parky closed the bar and called in the kids playing in the street out front. Tjie kids loved it. For the older boys. Parky plans an afternoon a week of baseball Dry, of course. Rugged Jeep’s Best Selling Point Today Is—Comfort TOLEDO, O. — The jeep, that great taskmaster of the last war, has gone “soft.” Once reputed to be the world’s roughest riding vericle, the jeep has caught on with America’s farm ers largely because they say it is the most comfortable vehicle in which to do farm chores. Willys Overland motors analysts report that more than 50,000 of the sturdy little cars have wound up on farms since V-J day. Oddly enough, the farmers say the jeep’s out standing characteristic is—comfort. Some farmers even have installed radios. Then mom and the kids ride along while pop does what used to be lonely field chores. Actress Stabs Self in Trying To Avoid Traffic Ticket HOLLYWOOD.—Evelyn Bertucci, 26, an actress, stabbed herself in an effort to avoid getting a traffic ticket. “If you give me a ticket, I’ll kill myself," she warned F. R. Couch, motorcycle officer, who signaled her to the curb after she allegedly drove through a red signal. Couch opened his book of tickets. Mrs. Bertucci, known in the movies as Evelyn Smith, pulled out a seven- inch-long Chinese ceremonial knife from the glove compartment and plunged the blade into her hip. She was treated at Hollywood Re ceiving hospital then taken home. SCRIPTURE: Psalms 119:97-106; Luk« 1:1-4; John 20:30-31; II Timothy 3:14-17 DEVOTIONAL READING: Psalmt 119:137-144. All-Time Best Seller Lesson for October 3, 1948 I F ALL the Bibles sold in one year by one manufacturer, the Amer ican Bible society, were piled on lop of one another, flat—not end wise—that pile of Bibles and testa- fnents would be 26 miles high. In 1947 that firm put out the astonishing total of 9.310,439 Bibles, testaments ir portions. During the first 125 years of the society’s ex istence, 305,579,217 Dr- Foreman bopies of Scripture Gvere printed and sold by them, this would make one shelf 870 miles long. The Bible is the best selling book m the world. No other book is in its class. Not to know the Bible is not to know the most widely read book in the world. The American Bible society publishes it in only 167 languages, but parts of it have been translated into as many as 1,000 languages and dialects. • • • • Many Authors S UCH popularity must be de served. There are many reasons why the Bible continuis to be, year after year, the all-time best seller. But one of the reasons is its im pressive variety. It is not one oook, it is a library of books. What ever your mood, whatever your heed, there is a page in the Bible, somewhere, for you. A Christian will try seriously to appreciate the whole Bible and not merely one or two parts of it. Yet there is such variety in it that invariably some per sons are attracted by one fea ture of it while another fea ture makes stronger appeal to others. Our studies these next three months will be in “The Literature of the Bible" and each . week we shall be noticing a different feature This week we give a thought to the tremendous variety of the Bible, along with its underlying unity. • • • •' Many Types r OOKING through the Bible you 1—* find all varieties of literary types; you' find poetry and prose; ttories, essays, sermons, biogra phies. dramas; rhapsodies, love songs, funeral dirges and battle oymns. Here are pages as prosaic as a telephone book and here are pages more exciting than any fiction. Here are simple, straightforward ideas that a child can understand as soon as he understands the words and here are mysteries so pro found that the world’s mightiest and boldest minds shrink back in awe. The Bible is not like a piece ol music played on one single instru ment, like a tune on a piccolo; it ,s more like an immense symphony -the more often we listen to it, die more we hear in it • • • Many Times N O ONE knows exactly how lon$ it took for the Bible to be writ .en. Let us suppose that the ear- aest parts came from the pen (oi itylus) of Moses, and the latest part from about 100 years aftet "hrist (John and the Revelation) if Moses flourished around 1200 B. C., that would mean that the Bible was completed 13 centuries after it was begun. In 13 centuries much can hap ; pen, and much did. There is hardly any circumstance or crisis, there is scarcely any time, however hum- irum or thrilling, which does no( aave its match in the Bible. Its writers were inspired men; they tnew God. But they also knew the ;imes in which they lived, and thus :an speak to'ours. • • • One Theme G'OR all the vast variety of the ^ Bible, there is in it a deep anq lofty unity. It is bound togethei oy its mighty purpose, which dirobbed in the heart’s blood oi every man who wrote a line of tt That purpose is to make God real co man, and to bring man to God The writers of the Bible may have nad their lighter moments, but they did not write these pages then. They wrote under the irre- sistable impulse, born of the Holy Spirit, to make plain to other men what God had re vealed to them. So as you come to the Bible, re member its purpose is not to make you admire or revere it as a book; Its great purpose is to be trans parent, a window through which you shall see God. (Copyright by tho Inttrnmtional Counci oi Religious Education on beheit oi 41 Protectant denominationa. Released he WNU Features.) Fight Preliminaries A N OLD and very wrinkled woman in a calico, dress was summoned as a witness in court to tell what she knew about a fight in her house. The judge asked her in a kindly voice what took place. She insisted that it didn't amount to much but the judge was per sistent and finally persuaded her to tell the story of the whole fracas. “Well, I tell ye, Jedge, it didn’t really amount to nothin’. Fust I (mowed about it Tom Harris called Jim Beane a liar ’n’ Jim knocked him down with a stick o’ wood. One o’ Tom’s friends then cut Jim, slicin' a big chunk out o’ him. Then Bill Home, who was a friend o’ Jim’s shot the other feller and two more shot him, ’n’ three ur four others got cut right smart by some body. That nacherlly caused some excitement, Jedge, ’n’ then they commenced flghtin’.” Spring Song A young musician. Bob, and his wife Annie, experienced some dif ficulty agreeing upon a name for their firstborn. Bob wanted to name the boy “Peter,” but Annie pre ferred "Frederic.” “Named the youngster yet?" a fel low Student asked Bob one day. The young musician grinned sheepishly. "Not yet,” he replied. “Then what do you call him?” the other inquired. “Opus,” the proud father re plied. Postwar Plan When Gen. Brehon Somervell retired after four years of work, seven days a week and twelve hour a day, as head of army service forces, he was dog-tired. A friend asked him his plans. “I'm going to rest,” Somervell declared. “For six weeks I’m- go ing to just sit on the porch. After that. I’m going to start rocking— slowly.” Appreciatin’ Appreciation The late George L. Dyer used to tell of a colored cook who remained with his family for many years. On occasion he made it a point to praise her for some unusual cul inary achievement and to express his pleasure at having her in his home. Whereupon Mandy would say: "Mistah Diah, there isn’t no body in this whole wide world who appreciates appreciation as much as ah do.” WILLIN’ TO LEARN NEEDLEWORK PATTERNS Sailor—I can’t marry you. We have nothing in common. Why you wouldn’t even know port from star board. Girl—Well, I could look at the label on the bottle, couldn’t I? Did You Hear? Overheard at the lunch counter— "Well—of course, I wouldn’t say anything about her unless I could say something good. And, oh boy, is this good . . ." Bright Kittens jpr Votkolders Lovely, Demure Lady to Crochet 532 1 Shower Gift. npHESE adorable little kitten potholders add a gay touch to your kitchen decorations. These faces are embroidered on dotted percale, colorful gingham or bright chintz. A wonderful idea for a kitchen shower or a bazaar gift. To obtain complete Instructions for making the Kitten Potholders, actual size on pattern for embroidering, (pat tern No. 5321) send 20 cents in coin, your name, address and pattern number. A QUAINT old fashioned lady plus flower trim is crocheted and embroidered for pillowcase decorations. The deep crocheted skirt section extends to the end of the material in a train-like ef fect. Lovely and dainty as can be. • • « To obtain transfer design, complete crocheting Instructions for lace embroid ery, stitch illustrations and color sug gestions for Romantic Decoration* (Pat. tern No. 5495) send 20 cents in coin, your name, address and pattern number. SEWING CIRCUS 530 South Wells St. ’ Mn NEEDLEWORK Chicago 7, DL Shockproof Watch Nit—Did your watch stop when it fell to the floor? Wit—Certainly, did you think it would go straight through? Bachelorhood The difference between a bachelor and a married man is that when a bachelor walks the floor with a baby —he’s dancing. MONEY GOES FAST “How about that ten-spot you bor rowed from me a month ago?” •’WeU?” “You said you only wanted it for a short time.” “That’s right I only kept it about 10 minutes.” Share and Share Alike “I can hear your new radio set as though it were In my room." "Then would you care to help me pay off some of the installments?” The traveler can safeguard her luggage from damage caused by spilling or leaking cosmetics by sealing bottles and boxes shut with a strip of Scotch tape. —•— Developing films in the sink or bathtub is risky. Some of the chemicals may ruin the enamel surfaces. —•— When making 1 jellies and pre serves, keep a small saucer on the side of the stove to hold the spoon after stirring the mixture. If rested on the stove the sirup frequently bakes to the stove and this hardened mass is difficult to remove. Rugs can’t take It. If floor boards are poor, never put rugs directly over them. Use a rug’pad or put several newspapers be tween the floor and the rug. —•— Convenient storage plaee for playthings for the convalescent child is a fabric shoe bag which can be hung beside the bed. Cray ons, pencils, scissors and paper fit easily into the shoe pockets. It is best to buy nutmegs, cloves, peppercorns and cinna mon sticks whole, and grind when needed. -#-•— On washdays wear an oilcloth apron made of an old tablecloth. This keeps you dry from neck to hem. If there is enough material, you can make a matching bag in which to carry clothespins. —•— Baked apples served a la mode make a party dessert. Put vanilla ice cream on a warm half of the baked apple. Put a sponge in a bowl of left over starch and let it absorb the starch. Then when you have a petticoat ruffle that needs a bit of starch, dampen the sponge and squeeze the sponge into water for sufficient starch. — If one key in an otherwise well- behaved piano suddenly refuses te play, don’t send for the repair* man. 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