The sun. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1937-1972, March 03, 1950, Image 6
THE NEWBERRY SUN. NEWBERRY. S. C.
BROADWAY AND MAIN STREET
Handsome Is, Handsome Does:
Case of Mind Over Mattress
By BILLY ROSE
At a spaghetti salon, I got to talking with a reformed boot
legger who is currently the Mister Big of a big whiskey company.
■"What do you hear from the mob?" I asked. “Anything that would
fill up three sheets of copy paper?"
The former Man of Extinction thought a minute. "There’s one story
jl don’t remember seeing in print," he said. “It’s about an old man
named Ronowitz who ran a candy store on the East Side around the time
Dutch Schultz was buying his first delivery trucks. . .
One night as the storekeeper was
about to lock up, a hoodlum stepped
Into the shop
and pressed a
gun against the
old man’s mid
dle. "Hide me
aomewhere," he
said.
The old man
knew better than
to argue with a
revolver. "Who’s
^chasing you?”
he asked, as he
opened the trap door which led to
the cellar.
* "Some fellas from Jersey.”
' When they got to the basement,
; Ropowitz pointed to a couple of
‘ old' mattresses near the coal bin.
"Lay down,”’ he said, "and I’ll
make a sandwich.”
A minute later the storekeeper
had rolled man and mattresses into
a bundle and tied it up with a piece
of eld clothesline.
• • •
AS HE STARTED back up to the
store, a couple of men, guns in
band, came down the stairs. “What-
cha doin’ in the cellar?” asked one.
| "Bankin’ the furnace," said the
old man.
The gents from Jersey poked
around in the trash barrels, ex
amined the coal bin and then came
to the rolled-up mattresses.
"Vll throw m bullet into them
for luck," said one of them.
"You been seeing too many
movies" said the other. "Let’s
try the roof."
The mobsters went upstairs and
Ronowitz heard the door bang. He
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banked the fire, and waited in his
store until he saw the men climb
into a car and drive off. Then he
went back down and untied the
mattresses.
"You done fine. Pop," said the
fugitive, taking a wad of bills out
of his pocket. "Tell me when to
stop countin’. ”
"Such money l aon’t take,"
said the old man.
"Ya kin have anything ya
want," said the gangster. "Make
a wish. Better yet,, make three
wishes like in them fairy stor
ies."
"Well,” said the storekeeper, "I
hear in a couple weeks some guy
from the West Side is opening a
candy store on the next block."
"He ain’t gonna open," said the
hoodlum. "Keep talkin’.”
“The man who sells me my
chocolate syrup, all of a sudden he
wants a 15 per cent mark-up.”
“I’ll discuss it with him. Chances
are you’ll get a reduction. One
more wish to go—this time make it
good.”
"That’s all I can think of," said
Ronowitz, "excepting maybe you’d
like to tell me how it felt when you
was in the mattress.”
* * •
THE GANGSTER’S lips tight
ened. "You’re makin’ fun of me,
Pop," he said, "and I don’t like it.
I wanted to pay ya off nice and
,proper, but since ya don’t want it
that way, maybe I better try some
thin’ else."
Ten minutes later, as per phone
instructions from the hoodlum, a
MEAT LOAF
DEATH
GRACE NOLL CROWELL
T O FOLD my hands a little while in sleep
A brief night through, and wait with quiet
breath >
The coming of the morning, and to keep
Quite calm and Still, is that what we call death?
Is it a thing to fear, O Lord of life,
O Lord of death, O Lord of the unknown:
To heed no more the clamor and the Strife,
To reSt a bit, uncomraded, alone.
Save with Thee, Lord, who haSt the power to keep
Thine own?
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And with Thee, Lord, why should I fear to wait
A little while until my eyes shall see.
Or whether I shall wake me soon or late.
So long as Thy cupped hand is holding me?
Grant, Father, when the night comes, I shall rise
With willing feet, and fold my work away;
Then, lying down to sleep, dose fearless eyes.
Regretful not of further work or play.
But in the sleep Thou giveSfc Thy beloved
Await the day.
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black car drove up and Ronowitz
was pushed into the back seat. The
car headed north and kept going
until it parked near a wooden
bridge somewhere in Westchester.
The driver took some chains
from the luggage compartment, put
a heavy piece of scrap iron on the
old man’s middle, and then lashed
his legs to his chest so the metal
was wedged in between. .
’"Throw him over when I
count three," said the hoodlum.
"One—
•Two—"
By
Richard H. Wilkinson
The old man braced himself
and wondered who would mind
the store the next day.
Suddenly the gangster grinned
He walked over and began to uz>lo
the chains.
"Now you got your answer. Pop,”
he said. "That’s how I felt when
I was in the mattress.”
QHERIFF FELIX BRENDLING-
^ ER was just about to sit down
to his supper when the telephone
sang. He looked at the instrument
ruefully. Before him was a heap
ing plate of meat loaf, fried pota
toes and fresh green peas.
Felix sighed, glanced across at
Elvira, - then moved to the wall
phone. "Hello,” he said.
"This is Chris Verne out at the
Rowland camp,”
-Hinato
Fiction
came a low and
excited voice.
“Someone’s just
broken into the
front room. I'm
hiding in the library, but I may
need help.”
It was five miles to the Rowland
camp by way of the river road.
Felix made it in eight minutes,
despite the ancient vintage of his
car. Chris Verne came
the steps to meet him.
“Too late. Sheriff. He got
away. We had quite a tu- de,
but he whacked me on the mel
on and I was out like a light for
three or four minutes.” The
tall, rangy caretaker gingerly
felt of a bump on his head.
"Get away with anything?” Felix
asked.
"Don’t know yet. 1 was looking
When you drove up. Come on in and
Wb’ll see.” »
The caretaker went directly to
ii safe behind the fireplace.
"Hellt ” he ejaculated. "Well, I
«an kiss this job goodbye. Rowland
never keep me on when he
out those bonds are gone.”
"Bonds?”
“He was up here over the week
-end. tie had a lot of negotiable
bonds and left them in the safe.
Figured this would be the last
.place anyone would look. Well, he
wrong.”
“Did you get a look at*the thief?’
“Not much of one. It was dark.
1 was in, the kitchen getting myself
Chris shot a quick, sharp
at the officer, but Felix
already had begun to browse
around.
-
some supper, when I heard a noise
in front. I switched on the light
■riff listened. It sounded like some-
one was trying to pick the front
door lock. Thinking of the bonds.
I sneaked into the library. It was
inky dark. 1 hastily dialed you,
then went groping for the rifle
Rowland keeps behind the safe. It
was right then something hit me
on the head.
Felix stood in the
center of the floor and looked
around the room. The dial telephone
was on the desk, with the receiver
dangling on its cord.
"Chris, mind callin’ Elvira an’
telling her I’ll be home shortly an’
to keep my supper hot? I left it in
a hurry. Meantime I’ll take a look
around here.”
Chris shot a quick, sharp look at
the officer, but Felix had already
begun to browse around. So the
caretaker crossed to the desk,
picked up the receiver and began
to dial. He had whirled out two
numbers, when suddenly the lights
went out.
"Hey!” Chris yelled, startled.
"Who did that?”
"Keep right on dialing, Chris,"
Felix said from the doorway. "Fuse
musta blown.”
* "Don’t be dumb. I can’t dial in
the dark.”
"Try it,” Felix insisted.
"Are you crazy? I can’t.see a
thing.’’
“Good!” said Felix. He
snapped on the lights. In his
hand he held the old time long
barrelled six-shooter that had
served him during his many
years as law officer; "All right
Chris, nemmine dialing any
more.”
“Say, what is this?” The care
taker replaced the receiver on its
hook slowly.
"We’ll talk about it later, Chris,
an’ look around for the bonds. In
the meantime, you come with me.
You can spend the night in the lock
up an’, by jinks, without no supper
too. That’s what you git for makin’
me let mine go cold.”
Chris blinked. “What the devil
are you talking about?”
“Come, come, Chris. Play actin’
ain’t gonna do you any good. I got
a hunch it was you stole them
bonds, and busted the lock on the
front dooi;, too. At any rate, you
didn’t hastily dial my number in
the dark, like you said. You just
settled your own hash by proving
it can’t be done. An’ speakin’ of
hash, come along.
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5. Nocturnal
birds
9. Revelry
10. Fencing
sword
11. Italian poet
12. Tribunal
14. At home
15. Cutting tool
17. Bustle
18. Turkish
tiUe
20. Place where
grain is
ground
23. depart
24. Cipher
26. Joumoyea
28. Disease of
sheep
30. Macaw
(Braz.)
31. Contributed
to a common
fund
34. Ship canal
(N. Eur.)
37. Jewish
month
38. Scorch
40. Bom
41. Doctrine
43. Chart
45. Radium
(sym.)
46. Depart
49. Lukewarm
51. Mix
52. Jewish
month
53. Oceans
54. Refuse to
grant
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1. Association
of farmers
2. River (Fr.)
3. Kettles
4. Vapor
5. Away
6. Court
7. Coin (It.)
8. Mud
11. A Mexican
president
13. Temper
16. Humor
19. Constella
tion
21. River in
Chile
22. Skulk
25. Lubricates
27. Shower
29. River
(Scot.)
31. Bucket
32. Haunt
33. Millpond
35. Weirdly
36. A metal
39. Valued
42. Chap
44. Kilauea
goddess
47. By way of
48. Bitter vetch
50. Play on
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By INEZ GERHARD
T HE PRESENCE of studio audio
ences at the CBS Saturday night
broadcasts of “The Goldbergs”, for
the first time in 20 years, rather
startles author-star Gertrude Berg.
She had felt that the program’s ef
fectiveness would be spoiled if, for
instance, an audience saw the sound
GERTRUDE BERG
man open a window when she wrf
supposed to do it. But the thousands
of requests to see the show in th«
studio prove that people are eager
to see "Molly”, "Jake”, "Rosalie”
and "Sammy” in person and don’t
give a hoot who opens windows.
They have become so real during aO
these years that nothing can possi&
ly destroy the illusion.
MEET THE MET!
T HE FAMOUS Metropolitan Opera
has a new head man, Rudolf
Bing, and he has opened his ad
ministration with ^a bang. He is
for a complete change of policy,
and this, doesn’t mean merely hav
ing a woman instead of a man
stand upside down in the lobby.
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Mr. Bingo (beg pardon, the
"0” is onr mistake) has
moved in and taken over with
Wagnerian sound effects. There
haven’t been so many reper
cussions since the time the com
mercial broadcasters took over
Grand Central terminal. The'
Barman and Bailey circus has
often come in more quietly.
* * *
He announced he had signed
Kirsten Flagstad, invited Walter
Winchell to shoot at him instead
of the lady, ignored an ultimatum
from Lauritz Melchior, changed
the ticket system and adopted a
longer season. This treatment of
Melchior shook radio and television
to its depths. Nothing softened the
blow except the lack of an an
nouncement that he would use
Milton Berle in Lohengrin.
• • •
Mr. Bing says he is de
termined to bring grand opera
within the reach cf more people
in the lower income groups. He
thinks people who come to the
Met for the music instead of
the press notices, photographic
rodeo and a possible try-out for
a place on the Arthur Godfrey
program should be encouraged.
• * •
V
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Pretty little Vanessa Brown, wh*
was so thrilled over getting the roU
of the Irish maid in "The Heiress”,
has been signed for a top role ia
“Three Husbands”, for United Arfr
ists. Also signed for a leading role
is Emlyn Williams, well knows
playwright, stage and screen star.
"Three Husbands” is by Vera Cas-
pary, credited with "A Letter to
Three Wives”.
Pierre, a 5-year-old chimpanzee,
will make his motion picture debut
in Hall Wallis’ “My Friend Irma
Goes West”, now shooting at Para
mount. A native of the Jungle Vil
lage, he will play most of his scenes
opposite Jerry Lewis.
Cornel Wilde and Maureen
O’Hara rehearsed eight hours
on two consecutive days for
their fencing sequence in the
opening scenes of BKO’s "Sons
of the Musketeers”. Their re
hearsals involved a fight rou
tine to be shot in one take, re
quiring three and one-half min
utes to film. Wilde Is a skilled
fencer; Maureen had had in
tensive'coaching for weeks.
The announcement of Bob Hawks’
engagement came as a surprise to
a lot of people. He will marry Mary
Rechner, executive assistant to
Dore Schary, head man at M-G-M,
as soon as a replacement for her
can be found.
"The Tattooed Stranger” RKO’s
mystery drama, follows the trend
of using New York for backgrounds,
which was so successful with “The
Window”. Script calls for scenes
everywhere, from the Bowery to
the Bellevue morgue.
Opening night, for example, will
not be entirely limited to sub
scribers. You can get in without
being registered as an amateur
acrobat or female pipe smoker.
We had the following imaginary
interview with Rudolf:
Q.—Mr. Bing, you are aware, are
you not, that Flagstad returned to
Norway and was there under the
Nazi occupation?
A.—An artist is an artist, and it
is the' voice that counts not her
politics. Besides, look at the ad
vertising the adverse comment will
get us. It may bring us people who
hitherto never thought of sleeping
by subscription.
Q.—What about Melchior?
Didn’t you admire his singing? ~
A.—Yea, but I wished he
would either concentrate on it
in grand opera or make his
radio authors torn ont better
scripts.
Q.—Have ^you seen Traubel?
A (singing).—Nobody knows
' the Tranbel I’ve seen.
Q.—Hive you had any sugges
tions from Billy Rose?
A.—No, but I expect to as soon
as be settles the problem of wheth
er to keep “The Great Jewel Rob
bery” in New York or take it on
the road.
Q.—What do you think of the
suggestion grand opera should be
sung in languages all the customers
can understand? \
A.—-The day may come when it
will be done in language even all
the opera singers can understand.
Q.—Are you satisfied with the
costumes and scenery?
A. — There is some question
whether new sets and wardrobes
are not needed for the intermission
vaudeville shows.
Q.—In Wagnerian opera do you
favor putting the armor on over
the head, or feet first?
A.—I have trouble enough with
out taking that up my first season.
Q.—Have you any particular
novelty in mind for the coming
opera season?
A.—I am thinking of putting on
"South Pacific” instead of Der
Rosenkavalier.
Q.—Could that be done?
A.—Possibly, but it would violate'
an old^Met custom of not making
big money. ‘
Q.—Have you ever thought of
keeping all grand opera singers
quiet, distributing free beer, and
letting the customers do the sing
ing?
A—Only when “Sweet Adeline”
creeps into Tannhauser by a typo
graphical error.
« • •
TE GOTHAM
BUGLE & BANNER
Rossellini is passing out Dr. Und-
:tram’s cigars . ... If you saw it in
pictures you would say Roberto wasn’t
the type .... How about a musical
on Sen. Brien McMahon and the H-
bomb speech? . .. To be titled "Arms
and the McMahon” .... Billy Rose’s
butler made a brave try but was nosed
out in the headlines by Ingrid, the
Big Mo and the Paigbt trial.
* • *
Man-made rain seems to be
a fairly sure thing and this will
be one field where the poor will
get as much as the rich.
When man-made rain gets into
quantity production we suppose the
advertising specialists will an
nounce the streamlined, fully
packed, nonirritating raindrop „in
the large economy-sized shower,
especially designed to meet the
demands of the discriminating um
brella carrier.
slinoin’ sam
By JOE
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COLDS
ALWAYS ASK FOR
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SPORTLIGHT-
By GRANTLAND RICE-
C ASEY STENGEL, the hard-luck,
good-luck miracle man who
suffered over 70 team concussions
last season, had a dream recently.
It was a dream that turned into
a nightmare and Casey doesn’t
care to talk about it.
It seems that in this dream the
eminent C. Stengel saw his team
go through the sea
son without a
single blemish. No
injury or accident
or illness assailed
any of his sturdy
athletes. Joe Di-
| Maggie’s heel lost
its Achillean vul
nerability and Joe
fought for the
Grantland Rice Yankees in 154
games. No replacements were
needed to help reinforce outfield or
infield.
But, at the end of the dream, the
Yankees didn’t win the pennant.
The Red Sox did, haunted by the
Cleveland Indians.
Why? Mr. Stengel doesn’t care
to talk too much about it. But this, home runs you’ve got to get a good
is what happened—
1. Jerry Coleman, a brilliant
rookie last season, had the same
"sophomore shingles” that at
tacked Alvin Dark and a flock of
other freshmen. The second sea
son is always the toughest. The
same disease struck the other 1949
rookies.
2. Phil Rizzuto, the star of v the
1949 group, dipped a trifle from his
lofty peak. /'
3. The pitching staff wasn’t
quite as good as It was last
year when Reynolds, Vio
Raschi, Lopat and Tommy
Byrne, who all had big years,
spent part of their time on the
soapy chute. They were good
but not as good as they had
been.
4. Minus so many accidents, in
juries, etc., the Yankees* no longer
had any fight against fate. They
lost part of their 1949 hustle.
5. Prof. Stengel suddenly dis
covered that Red Sox pitching was
far better than it was last season
with Parnell, Kinder and McDer
mott out on the happy highway.
6. The pennant-saving Joe
Page was good—but not the
Page of 1949. Joe has been
great every other year—1945,
1947, 1949. This was 1950.
This was the dream. C. Stengel,
the potentate, failed to enjoy the
next day. "Do dreams come true?”
Casey asked. “If they do I may
decide to stay out here and pass
up St. Petersburg and New York
thiji season.”
> • • •
That 60-Home-Run Mark
When the rather young Ralph
Xiner moved into the 50 or better
heme run bracket for the second
time, there were increasing mur
murs about the possibility of some
slugger passing the Babe's old
mark.
Ralph is 8 fqet, 1 Inch and he
weighs 198 pounds. He has a
pair of powerful hands and a
pair of exceedingly strong
wrists. This is where most of
hitting power domes from when
correctly applied.
"I might do or someone else
might do it,” Ralph said. "But 1
don’t think so. I was meeting the
ball well last season. In the last
30 games I hit 20 home runs. That’s
a lot of home runs to hit in 30
games. 1 probably wouldn’t do that
well again in a lifetime. I mean
in my last 30 games where the
tension begins to build up. I sud
denly discovered that to beat 00
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start and keep on hitting ’em. Yoo
can’t afford any bad months. You
can’t blow yourself* to any slumps.
Sixty honie runs a year is a home
run about every 2% games. I hit
better than one every three games
last yeaj* but that wasn't' good
enough.”
Since Johnny Mize was dropped
as a regular, there don’t seem to
be any big borne run hitters in
sight, except Kiner. Ted Williams
is'usually somewhere in the high
30’s or the 40’s. One trouble with
Ted is that he won’t swing at e
ball* an inch or two inches off the
plate. He doesn’t say to himself
—"I’m going to belt this next one
—if it’s close.” If it’s an inch off
it’s a ball, and Ted never swings
at a ball
There are few pitchers who get
any thrills from having one of their
fast balls hammered out of the
ball park. They view such e pro
ceeding with practically no cheer.
Bounding Dodgtrs
In a strict Florida fishing accent,
the RL Hon. Burt Shotton, the
Dodger’s high gun, issued one of
the most truthful statements of the
year.
He asked, in effect, just why the
Dodgers shouldn’t win the next Na
tional league pennant since they
had much the best ball club in
their league—including catchers,
pitchers, infielders and outfielders?
You’ve got to admire a statement
of this sort for it puts manager
Shotton on the hot seat
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