Decatur Daily Democrat, Volume 56, Number 131, Decatur, Adams County, 4 June 1958 — Page 4

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Although we have laughed at the comical picture of an ostrich sticking its head in the sand to avoid problems, we all continue to react in about the same way. We never rid ourselves of a problem by refusing to see it, or by complaining about it. We must carefully analyze it, and then try to solve it. This goes for economic problems, civic problems, z and personal problems. —O -O The appointment of a wise and sensible sanitary inspector comes as a great relief to the city food handlers. While some have grumbled openly about the new city policy, most of them readily admit that it is really a good thing for both the public and the businessmen. Good standards of cleanliness will encourage city residents to eat out, and at the same time the word will get out as to which restaurants are fit to eat in, and which are not. Ray Lehman, the new inspector, is a native of Adams county, a graduate of Decatur high school, and has his master'js degree from Ball State Teachers college. His education makes him a natural for the appointment, and his good judgement will soon win him the friendship of the food handlers and Decatur residents alike. o—o The retirement of Glenn Ellis from the city recreation board is a great public loss. Mr. Ellis worked tirelessly in behalf of the citizens of Decatur, setting up an accouting system for the Decatur youth and community center. Through his efforts, and with the help of the new director, Dick Linn, it has been possible tp keep the center running within a reasonable margin. Our community center is supported by taxes, by gifts, and an auction through the memorial foundation, and through charges to the organizations which use the building. All of these funds must be carefully accounted for. The present system, set up largely by Ellis, allows the director to know just where he stands on expenditures, and just how he may operate. We sincerely hope that the citizens of Decatur fully appreciate the many hours of work which Mr. Ellis has done in their behalf.

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This is circus week in Decatur. Buy your ticket today, in advance, save money, and promote Decatur at the same time. Don’t forget tickets for your kids, nephews, and nieces, or grandchildren. ——o—coUniversity life will be brought directly to Decatur this fall if forward-looking teachers here get their way. At least 16 are needed to sign up for courses in education so that Ball State Teachers College will send a professor up here once a week to teach a class. Four quarter hours can be obtained, and three courses will be taught during the winter. Teachers can increase their pay by obtaining their master’s degree. Non-degree teachers now working on a permit can take the necessary education courses to receive their degrees in education. Anyone, teacher or not, interested in taking the courses should contact the county or city superintendent of schools. ' o—o—— Prof. Seymour E. Harris, chairman of the economics department of Harvard university, has made some quite enlightening remarks on the present economic situation. So far, he says, the anti-recession measures taken by the Eisenhower administration have been inadequate. Most have been forced on the administration by a Democratic Congress. Defense spending, he says, should be increased, both for our security and for antirecession measures. He suggests that the administration give a first -of - the - month account of measures taken to help stop the recession. The way to keep a deficit down is to raise income. Income in the U. S. can only be increased by reducing taxes and increasing federal spending. A continued economic decline, he explains, will decrease taxes to jthe government, and increase the federal deficit without helping the country: We are losing income at the rate of S3O-SSO billion a year he charges, faf more than enough to suggest government action. He also states that the openmarket operations of the Federal Reserve bank have been most inadequate.

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o— ———————— —o 20 Years Ago Today o 0 June 4, 1938—Forty Boy Scouts for Adams county are attending the annual Anthony Wayne area Boy Scout camporee at Fort Wayne. Marvin Kelley, 70, native of Adams county, died at the Wells county hospital of complicators following surgery. Exact origin of the fire which destroyed the Decatur Cooperate plant is still undetermined. The Decatur municipal swimming pool will open* for the summer season Sunday afternoon, under supervisor of Marion Feasel. Miss Martha Summers, former Decatur resident, graduates from high school at La Grange, 111. Annual memorial services for deceased members of the Knights of Pythias lodge will be held at the Decatur cemetery Monday evening. o- —u o |, Modern Etiquette | By ROBERTA LEE 0 ; 0 Q. I was an early arrival at a recent wedding and took an aisle seat, which I kept—requiring later guests to pass in front of me to the other seats in the pew. They seemed much annoyed. Was I wrong? A. Not at all. The advantage of being first confers is the right to keep the aisle seats, and to be expected to surrender these would be decidedly unfair. Q. When house guests from out-of-town are expected in on the train or plane, are they supposed to be met at the station or terminal by the host or hostess? A. Most certainly. Q. When appleasauce is served with pork, should it be eaten with a spoon or fork? A. It it better to use the fork. o o Household Scrapbook By ROBERTA LEE o o Rubber Sponge A rubber sponge is good for cleaning the porcelain in the bath-

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CHAPTER 22 CORPORAL Linahan was summoned, and when he knelt down in predawn darkness by Lieutenant Emil Schwabacker he was made sergeant, which was a surprise to Linahan, whose drinking habits had broken him five times in nine years. "Please summon Captain Blaine and Dr. Butler,” Schwabacker said in a whisper. “Quietly now.” He sat there and waited. Finally they arrived, Butler first, but Schwabacker said nothing until Blaine got there. "I think 1 have the way out,” he said. The two men looked at each other. Butler was sure it was the fever, and Blaine was equally convinced that there was insanity in Schwabacker’s family. “We can’t survive another day,” Schwabacker said. “The Sioux softened us yesterday; they’ll come to us at dawn and then it’ll be another Fetterman affair.” “You don’t expect us to attack « again,” Blaine said. “No, 1 don’t,” Schwabacker said. “I’ll attack with the cavalry and buy you the time to get out by the north end of the lake. Assemble your command very quietly and move them out by companies. Form at the north end of the lake, in the rocks. You will hear us attack, and then make your best march speed toward Fort Kearny.” “Emil,” Butler said. "You’ll die in thaf woods!” “Die?” Schwabacker shook his head. “I’ll try not to, Doctor. I’ve no intention of waiting until dawn to charge. We'll go in dismounted until there is danger of their guards spotting us, then we ll try to catch the camp by surprise.” He glanced at Blaine. , “I’U expect your first company to move in fifteen minutes. Leave behind every piece, of equipment that will rattle.” "AU right,” Blaine said. "If you think there’s a chance.” “Stay here and there will be no chance at all," Schwabacker said. Captain Blaine left, but Cove Butler remained. “Get Captain Jocelyn odt of here, Cove,” said Schwabacker. “I’U have Sergeant Linahan load the wounded into the ambulance too. It will be crowded, but you’U have to make do.'* "We’ll make do,” Butler promised. "Can you make it with that leg?” “Someone will put me on a horse. ILL fall off, it won’t matter.” He’touched Butler on the arm and dismissed him. Sergeant Linahan knelt again beside Schwabacker. “Orders, sort 1 overheard.” “Strip the troop. Sergeant. Bring the horses in off pickets and get rid of anything that will rattle. We'U carry carbines and wrap rags around the rings to keep them from jingling." "Aye, sor." He stood up. "How , much time, sor?” Schwabacker glanced at his watch, turning it so he could vaguely 808 hands. “Thirty,

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forty minutes on the outside. Have two troopers come around and lift me on my horse.” “Aye, sor," Linahan said and ambled off, his words quietly falling as he moved among the troop, bringing them to their feet Blaine's first company of infantry gathered in loose formation and shuffled past, remarkably quiet Captain Blaine had stripped them of everything but their rifles and the accouterments that served them. The second company passed by a few minutes later, then the third. Schwabacker unfrogged his saber, drew it, then fought to a one-legged standing positiop. The troopers caihe tip and helped him mount The effort left him sick and sweating. He was the only man mounted, and at his signal the troop moved toward the woods, at a walk. Sergeant Finnegan had taught him enough about the Sioux to know that they never camped in timber, for they possessed a deadly fear of ambush. So he went over the terrain in his mind, conjuring up a mental map, and remembered a large, cleared plain about a mile southeast of this timber. Schwabacker moved his command to the very fringe without apparent detection. Then he held to the deepest shadows he could find, working his way around the west side. For almost an hour he moved at a slow parade walk. An hour. Captain Blaine would be pushing his men hard, and with no packs to slow them, they were probably four miles from the lake by now. Schwabacker’s head turned as he searched the sky to the east for the first shards of the false dawn. Indians were early risers. Dawn would bring them from their lodges, ready for war. He judged he had forty minutes left His knowledge of Sioux ways stood him in good stead, for on the other side of the timber lay their camp, the tall lodges built into a huge semicircle with the openings facing east, to the coming sun. He raised his hand, halting the troop a thousand yards from the Sioux. The predawn darkness was still Intense anti he could barely make out - the lodges. Could he close undetected to seven hundred yards? Five? Never before had he considered a man’s chances for survival in so many feet, but there it was, measured out for him, The closer he got, the more damage he could do before they were completely aroused. The prize was tempting and he signaled a slow advance. When he judged they were no more than five hundred yards gway, the tension became too much and he hand-signaled them into the saddle. Carbines and pistols were cocked. The sound was like a bundle of small twigs being broken. Schwabacker’s nod sent the troop into a wild run. The first bugle notes of "charge”, split the silence like huge rents in cloth. A shrill Indian yell went up as

! Nancy Raudenbush was in charge ; of the meeting, with Karen Foor ! leading the 4-H pledge. Nancy Mil- ; ler led the club in singing. DevoI tions were read by Barbara WechI ter. i . Special feature of the day was fa poem entitled "Pops Pockets book,” read by Kathy Brunstrup. j Carol Wable read the “Three f Stages of Matrimony.” Roll call •f was given on how to improve the | club. i Demonstrations on how to make flowers from kleenex tissue were given by Barbara Jordan and Connie Sipe. A health lesson on personality improvement was read by ! Kathy Brunstrup. Next scheduled meeting will be June 16 at the Kimsey school at 7 o'clock. The peace of God passeth all understanding .and f ing.

the troopers broke through the opening of the cany). A brave riiade a foolish appearance out of nowhere and went down with his face shot away. Into the lodges ■ they drove, over men, scattering ■ the Sioux in confusion. Guns pounded and muzzles lanced flame back and forth, then in an instant they were through and into the horse herd, cutting, i shooting, driving them in frantic terror out onto the rolling land , beyond. Two men fell but there was no 1 stopping now. Schwabacker led the troop into a wild race for a 1 mile, and when the horse herd was scattered, he wheeled his horse and re-formed the command. ' Four down; he knew without . counting. A good officer gets f that feel of his troop, knowing instinctively when there are gaps in the ranks. The Sioux camp was in an uproar and there were . still sporadic shots aimed into ~ ■ .. L*- ■ the night. . To Linahan, Schwabacker said, “We’re going back. Sergeant.” "Through ’em again, sor?” “Just into them, Sergeant." ® “That's worse!” But Linahan was a sergeant now and the troop formed on him, pistols and carI bines reloaded. Schwabacker I flailed his horse into a dead run, ; straight for the shattered Sioux camp. Behind him a little over fifty men rode low over their I horses’ necks. Fifty against two I hundred, and there would be no ■ surprise this time. The Sioux i were waiting. ( Their fire was undisciplined, . ragged, but somehow two more saddles were wiped clean. Schwai backer felt his own horse stumble, I break his stride, then pick up gallantly. The angry Sioux never [ lacked for courage, and at the sight ot the charging long knives, i raced out to meet them, shooting i as they ran. Suddenly Schwabacker halted his command; this was too good . to pass up. And he caught the Sioux that way, in the open, away from cover, and poured in his . fire dismounted. Carbines roared . in chorus, in squads, then dropped ; i back to reload while another I squad poured lead into the Sioux. Horses went down, good cavalry , mounts, and men went down, then the Sioux had had enough and broke, running back toward i the village. “Cease fire!” Schwabacker • shouted, and the bugle took it up. I His own horse was down, thrashing, and he mercifully put a bullet Into its head. Several of the f troopers were pairing off, going , into the saddle double. Sergeant ; Linahan dismounted hurriedly > and boosted Schwabacker into i the saddle, then mounted behind him. I “Do we git, sor?” i Schwabacker found he could smile. “We ‘git,’ Sergeant” Tomorrow tn Chapter 23: Several surprises await Emil when he returns with his troop i to Fort Kearny. I K-- - -y- .i - ■ ■.

Patrol Boys From Schools Honored Girls Os One School Are Also Honored Patrol boys from three elementary schools were honored recently at their schools for their services throughout the school year. Awards were presented to the boys by Jerry R. Gundie, a representative of the Chicago Motor Club, and a picnic was held at Worthman Field in their honor Saturday, May 24. , * The young students to receive service awards at the Northwest school were; Ricky Doty, captain; Dee Callow, ieutenant and Deane Lehman, Allen Kalver, David Baker, David Lillich, Larry Reinking, captain; Sam Bauman, lieutenant; John Beeler, Gary Schultz, Craig Finlason, Richard Ortez, and Dick Landrum. The Lincoln patrol boys to receive one year pins werf; Paul Feller, Jim Martin, Dave Gay, Tom Mclntash, Fred Brecht, Don Poling, Jim Bailor, Dave Riechle, and Rusty Whetstone. One boy at St. Joseph grade school received a three year pin, Edward Schultz. Fourteen boys received two years bars, they are; Ronald Baker Gerold Heiman, Patrick Kelley, John Kohne, Ben. Mednoza, Ronald Roudenbush. James Rumschlag, Michael Schultz, Joseph Schurger, John Tricker, Donald Ulman, Gerald Villagomcs, Fred Zintsmaster, and Jerome Geimer. The'twelve boys to receive oneyear pins are; Michael Baker, Robert Boch, Ronald Braun, Elias Casiano, John Carroll, Larry Hake, James Kaehr, Thomas McKean, Josn Mendoza, Daniel Meyer, Kenneth Miller, and Thomas Wiseman. Twenty girls from St. Joseph received certificates for their services, they include; Janet Baker, Sharon Baker, Patricia Beal, Ruth Braun, Ruth Cancino, Bernardine Eiting, Susan Braun. Kathryn Faurote, Carol Kessen, Katherine Kessen, Mary Kriegel, Jean Lose, Sharon K. Miller, Mary C. Mdrphy, Elizabeth Schultz, Joyce Tricker, Patricia Roberts, Ruth Lichtle, and Mary Alice Loshe. American Commercial Barge line is the world's largest inland; barge line. System extends from the Great Lakes to Mexico and! has a fleet of 51 towboats and 570 barges with more than 3,000 work-i ers. Annual volume of business; in excess of $50,000,000.

CHAPTER 23 'THE GREAT gates of Fort Phil 1 Kearny yawned wide and there was music issuing forth, followed immediately by General Wessels’ colors. The entire regiment marched into view, stopped, and waited in stunned silence while the battered remnants of Lieutenant Emil Schwabacker’s troop approached. General Wessels gave an order and A Company broke ranks, running forward, hands lifted to dismount the wounded tenderly. Schwabacker was lifted off his horse and borne to the general. Wessels’ face was grave as he had his look. “Get him to the hospital,” he said, "do the double!” From that moment everything became a chaotic blur to Emil Schwabacker. He hadn’t even been aware that he was hit by Indian fire again! A strange officer was giving orders to Sergeant Linahan, an ambulance came up. pulled by maniacal horses, and he was hoisted bodily into it. He recognized one of Dr. Cove Butler’s corpsmen and in that way knew that the infantry had made the post in safety. Somehow his grievous losses did not seem so futile now: the heavy responsibility of his command decision was immeasurably lightened. The swaying ambulance carried him across the parade to the infirmary and there he was littercarried inside. He felt an undefined shame at being handled in this manner and tried to get up, but a corpsman with little nonsense in him pushed him back. A regimental surgeon attached to Wessels’ command was assisting Butler, who wore a haggard expression. He looked around as Schwabacker was carried inside, then he smiled and came over, his bloody hands gentle as he removed Schwabacker’s shirt "Did you make it . . . without loss, Cove?” “Sure,” Butler said in a soothing voice. “We made it, son. We made out fine and so will you.” Ether always left him nauseated and he made ■ feeble objection when Butler dropped the cone over his face, but then the sick sweetness hit him and he no longer cared. Sounds faded and light dwindled to far-off dancing specks, then a sheet of darkness came down. He was in bed when he came out of it, but twenty minutes passed before his sickness left him. His stomach and chest felt restricted by the thick bandage. There was another around his thigh. Someond conversed outside his small room and then Cove Butler opened the door, took one look at him and beckoned General Wessels in. From the position of the sunlight entering the room, Schwabacker knew that it was late afternoon. Wessels moved a chair close to the bed and sat down. "How are I you feeling, Lieutenant ?”

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Annual 4-H Roundup Underway At Purdue State Achievement Winners Announced LAFAYETTE, Ind. (UPD — About 2,500 Hoosier youths attended the opening session of the three-day 40th annual 4-H club roundup here Tuesday. Highlight of the first day was the naming of four girls and five boys as state achievement win,ners. The nine will receive, trips to the national 4-H Club congress in Chicago Nov. 30-Dec. 4 and their records will be entered’ in the national competition. Leadership winners were Jack Becker. 19, Woodburn, Bill Dorsey, 18, Syracuse, and Mary Ralston. Greensburg. Dee Ann Deutsch, Newburgh, was honored in th© forestry’ division and Velma Tape, Vallonia, in the electric division. Paul Hayes, Waldron, was top winner in the entomology and Janet Thompson, Cortland, was cited in the recreation and rural > arts division. ' Soil and water conservation win- ! ner was Larry Yarian, Auburn, j Jimmie Barroquillo. Wolcottville, ! took top honors in the beautificai tion of home grounds division.

“Fine, sir.” Schwabacker’s voice sounded strange, like a rusty hinge that hadn't been moved for years. "My command, sir . . “They’re all right They're being taken care of.” Wessels took a cigar from his pocket "May I smoke?" "Os course, sir.” Schwabacker was embarrassed to have a general ask such a thing. "I’m putting together my report” Wessels said. "1 would like your account.” Schwabacker began his account at the point when he made contact with the command bivouacked on Crazy Woman’s Fork. He spoke clearly, concisely, and omitted nothing, even the irregularity of relieving Captain Jocelyn of his command by force. General Wessels sat stolidly throughout the report, turning the air blue with his strong cigar. It was only when Schwabacker spoke of his decision to charge the enemy that Wessels interrupted. ’“Lieutenant, it seems to me that you took quite a gamble.’!" ” “Yes, sir.” Schwabacker’s first thought was of the cost tn men, his unforgivable tactical blunder ’that would remain on his record. Wessels said, "My conscience has been heavy, Lieutenant. I left you out there. Refused to reinforce you and denied your sergeant permission to rejoin you or even apprise you of your precarious position." Wessels worked the cigar over to the other side of his mouth. ”1 didn’t sleep last night” Schwabacker stared; he could not help it He felt an almost irresistible urge to wiggle his finger in his ears to clear them, for surely he had heard incorrectly. The general was apologizing! “I’ve talked to Captain Jocelyn,” Wessels was saying, "and I’m convinced the force you engaged was commanded by Red Cloud himself; the whole thing smacks of his generalship." Wessels slid his chair back and stood up. "It may please you to know that upon Captain Jocelyn’s recommendation, I am breveting you to the rank of captain for this action.” “Sir, I . . . ” > “Save your’ thanks," Wessels said. "Captain Jocelyn is drawing up charges against you for what he considers unauthorized action in relieving him of his command.” Wessels turned to the door, his passage stirring the fog-thick smoke. His smile was genuinely paternal. "Get some rest, Captain.” He closed the door softly behind him. Captain! Brevet Captain! The same pay, to be sure, but the rank was real. There would be no turning that back now, no taking it away, for a brevet rank was given by a general officei only for outstanding bravery. Schwabacker closed his eyes, for he felt slightly dizzy.

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Cove Butler came in some time later. "There’s a half-wild Irish sergeant out here to see you.” “Finnegan ?’’ "Aye, sor,” Finnegan said, pushing past Butler. “Glory be, sor, what you can nut a man through. It was my Blinkin’ that I’d never lay eyes on you again, sor.” "This was a rough one," Captain Schwabacker said regretfully. “I’ve lost go'od men, Scab. Forgive me for it; I’d bring them all back if I could.” “There’ll be no apology from you, sor. I’ll not be bearin' it." Finnegan sat down and wiped his nose, snuffling as he did so. “Th’ troop’s proud of th’ fight, sor. Real proud. So’s th’ general It’s th’ first time that heathen Red Cloud’s had fiis horn pulled proper an’ E Troop did it, sor.” “Have you seen Captain Jocelyn?" Schwabacker asked. Finnegan nodded. “Aye, an’ he's an angry man, sor. It’s his feehn' that he should have commanded that troop instead of you.” ‘The man was in no shape to f command the awkward squad!" “Aye, sor. But th’ captain's got a different opinion.” "1 suppose he’s included you in his charges?” ‘That he has, but don’t you be worryin’ about it, sor. This one’s been inside th’ guardhouse before." vHe bent forward and touched Schwabacker lightly. “You’re a blinkin’ hero, sor. Th’ general just dispatched a rider to Laramie with a full report of Red Cloud’s lickin’." Finnegan's eyes took on a pleased shine. "Ah, it’s me own pension I'd be givin’ to have been in that raid through his village.” Schwabacker tried to sit up in bed, suddenly alarmed. Hero? No! There was a terrible mistake! If this word got to the newspapers! "Sergeant! 1 want to see the general. Now!” “Now you rest, sor," Finnegan said, sure that his commanding officer was out of his head. He got up and went outside, and from the speed with which Cove Butler entered the room, Schwabacker could guess the context of Finnegan's remarks. “Want me to get you something?” Butler asked. “Get me the general,” Schwabacker said loudly. “Cove, I’m not a hero!” • “The report’s gone,” Butler said. “There’s nothing you can do now. Try and get some sleep.' You’ve lost a lot of blood.” He patted Schwabacker’s shoulder, smiled and went out. The newly promoted captain lay on his bed and fretted. , He closed his eyes and tried to sleep, but his uncertain future made him tun) fretfully on the narrow hospital bed. Tomorrow in Chapter 24: Old Jim Bridger reports in from the Indian country, where niedicine I* brewing against EmiL