Indianapolis Times, Volume 45, Number 268, Indianapolis, Marion County, 20 March 1934 — Page 11

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It Seems to Me By Heywood Broun DEAR MANAGING EDITOR This is the last letter you will receive from me, as you have not acknowledged any of the others. I have a moderately comfortable seat in the day coach, and a kind old lady has just given me half a glass of milk and a graham cracker. Her little grandson is pretty sore about it. In fact, the child is fit to be tied, and I wish he were. He keeps stamping up and down the aisles, asking people to read to him. I read him the funnies. I mean the seven horses which some expert picked to win at Hialeah Park. The little boy said it all sounded very’ silly and that he couldn't make any

sense out of it. The little boy is quite right. Bill Corum, one of the experts, is riding on this same train. He selected fifteen winners out of the last twenty!" Unfortunately, I was unable to lend him the price of a railroad ticket, and he is riding on top of the caboose. Even the country around here is flat and unprofitable. a a a Soul Remains Zntact HOWEVER, one consolation sustains me. I am returning with my soul intact. The life failed to get me completely, although I will admit that along about the sixth round it had me

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on the floor. At the coun# of seven I had risen to one knee, and when nine sounded I leaped to my feet and started punching—Miami and its roulette and its dog races and horse races. I can afford to snap my fingers, because I am coming home unscathed. Who wins my bets wins trash. When a good cause went down to defeat the only question to oe asked was: “When do we fight again?’’ My shirt is on and tucked in again. For too long a time I have been wandering around in bathing trunks, posing on the springboard for the society page photographers. Since it is my practice never to read what the papers say about me, I am compelled to imagine the items. They might very well read: “Heywood Broun entertained at the Deauville Casino last night,” “Heywood Broun was host again” and “Heywood Broun got off even last night.” ana ft is Xante Zs Alfred I AM endeavoring to worm my way into the confidence of the little boy on the train. His name is Alfred. I have suggested that if he can name the number I am thinking of I w’ill give him a nickel as soon as I can “contact” some of my kind friends in New York. If he fails I am to get half of his bun. Mr. Corum has just shifted from the roof of the caboose to the rods of the diner. As he passed my window he whispered, “Have a good bet for yourself on Boy Valet, straight and place, in the Derby.” Alfred has consented to lay me a cruller against the 2 cents I found in my vest pocket. And I thought I had been all through there just before I left Carter's. The lad is rather sullen. He just refused, quite curtly, when I said that if he could dig up a pack of cards I would endeavor to teach him the rudiments of stud poker. One of my few regrets is that three days before starting home I perfected the Broun system for beating the races. a a tt Maybe You Can Win IT is rather involved and is wholly mathematical. You do not bet horses, but play prices. You have to be on from six to seven horses in every race, and each time it works you win $6. That may seem a meager return, but it is well to remember that the Broun system is just as good for the dogs as for the horses. That gives you eighteen times six right here in Florida, and in someone of the beautiful open-air poolrooms along the beach you also can play New Orleans. Houston and Hot Springs, w’hich makes a total of thirty-nine times six. I'm sorry I can't do that in my head. It was this lack of mathematical ability which defeated the Broun system yesterday afternoon. To be precise, the Broun system did not fail. The fault was in Broun, the man. I subtracted w’rong on tw’o occasions. Moreover, the technique requires an endless amount of running from the boards which show the odds to the windows which take the wagers. I'll bet it would have worked if I only could have had Albert Einstein and Charlie Paddock as my assistants. tt tt tt New Capital Needed WELL, maybe there is one other element missing. The system could use a ltitle fresh capital. The unbeatable combination would be Broun. Einstein, Paddock and Rockefeller. Tropical Park, in Coral Gables, opens next week. The little boy has just lost his almond bar and wants the conductor to search everybody on this side of the car. Mr. Corum. climbing back to the roof of the caboose again, had just paused long enough to murmur through the window that if it isn't Boy Valet it will certainly be Soon Over, but that Agrarian is the one to fear and Bittybit was never better. As an afterthought he added that Herowin has an outside chance and is worth a tidy wager. I wonder if that's a real diamond chip in that kid's pinkie ring. I Copyright. 1934. bv The Times i

Your Health BY DK. MORRIS FISHBEIN

THE most common method of transmitting the organism of amebic dysentery is through the contamination of food and drink by food handlers who happen to be carriers cf the entameba histolytica. These food handlers may be waiters, cooks, dishwashers. or any other kitchen help in a family or in a hotel. Even the common fly might bring this disease to vour household, if you don't screen windows and doors. In China and Japan, human excretions frequently are used as fertilizing material for vegetables. This is a serious menace to health, because it has been shown that the cyst£ of this parasite will remain alive in the moist excretions for as long as two weeks, and when they contaminate the vegetables. they in this way may transmit the disease. BBS SINCE the organism may live in the intestines for months or years without producing serious symptoms, it is not possible to say just how long a time is required for infection to develop. However, there is some good evidence that the swallowing of the cysts of entameba histolytica is followed, in from ten to ninety-five days, with an average period of sixty-five days, by the beginning of the symptoms characteristic of this disease. Usually the disease comes on suddenly, but most often it begins with mild diarrhea, which gradually becomes worse. When the disease begins suddenly, there is severe abdominal pain, with nausea and vomiting and a chilly sensation. The irritation of the bowel becomes acute. This irritation may be so constant that the number of actions of the bowel will van- from six to eight in twenty-four hours, to as many as thirty to forty in twenty-four hours. m a a AS a result, the patient rapidly becomes exhausted. complains of aching in the back and weakness in the legs, and is likely to be depressed mentally. There may be little or no fever; even in severe cases the temperature reaches at most from 100 to 102 degrees, but in very severe cases it may go higher. As result of the excessive action of the bowel, such patients have tenderness in the abdomen, the skin appears sallow and jaundiced, and the patient loses weight rapidly.

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"THE LIFE OF OUR LORD"

. The Manuscript Kept W ritten by £ H ARLES DICKENS Secret for 85 Years

CHAPTER THE ELEVENTH (PART THREEI AFTER that time, Jesus Christ was seen by five hundred of his followers at once, and He remained with others of them forty days, teaching them, and instructing them to go forth into the world, and preach His gospel and religion: not minding what wickrtl men might do to them. And conducting his disciples at last, out of Jerusalem as far as Bethany, he blessed them, and ascended in a cloud to Heaven, and took His place at the right hand of God. And while they gazed into the bright blue sky where He had vanished, two white-robed angels appeared among them, and told them that as they had seen Christ ascend to Heaven, so He would one day come descending from it, to judge the World. When Christ was seen no more, the Apostles began to teach the People as He had commanded them. And having chosen anew apostle, named Matthias, to replace the wicked Judas, they wandered into all countries, telling the People of Christ's Life and Death—and of His Crucifixion and Resurrection—and of the Lessons He had taught—and baptizing them in Christ’s name. And through the power he had given them they healed the sick, and gave sight to the Blind, and speech to the Dumb, and hearing to the Deaf, as he had done. And Peter being thrown into Prison, was delivered from it, in the dead of night by an angel: and once, his words before God caused a man named Ananias, and his wife Sapphira, who had told a lie, to be struck down dead, upon the Earth.

Wherever they went, they were persecuted and cruelly treated; and one man named Saul who had held the clothes of some barbarous persons who pelted one of the Christians named Stephen, to death with stones, was always active in doing them harm. But God turned Saul’s heart afterwards; for as he was travelling to Damascus to find out some Christians who were there, and drag them to prison, there shone about him a great light from Heaven; a voice cried, “Saul, Saul, why persecutest thou me” and he was struck down from his horse, by an invisible hand, in sight of all the guards and soldiers who were riding with him. When they raised him, they found that he was blind; and so he remained for three days, neither eating nor drinking, until one of the Christians (sent to him by an angel for that purpose) restored his sight in the name of Jesus Christ. After which, he became a Christian, and preached, and taught, and believed, with the apostles, and did great service. a a a THEY took the name of Christians from Our Saviour Christ, and carried Crosses as their sign, because upon a Cross He had suffered Death. The Religions that were then in the

The Theatrical World Ending of * Wonder Bar * Promises Real Surprise BY WALTER D. HICKMAN

'T'HERE is a picture coming to town that is going to cause a great deal comment. Not because A1 Jolson, Dick Powell and Kay Francis with hundreds of others are in the cast, but because of the way the movie ends. I have been yelling for years about the Hollywood endings with all the honey and the sweet stuff. Here is a musical that has a farce ending which laughs at or with you. “Green Pastures” came to the legitimate stage with an all new cast and a story about what the brethren did or didn't do while “The Lawd" was out on business among human beings or even at work in his own office. “Wonder Bar,” the new Jolson revue in movie form, takes "Green Pastures” idea and turns it into farce. INVESTMENT BANKERS HEAR CODE DISCUSSION Objectionable Features Modified Gavin Payne Reports. A report by Gavin Payne, who last week attended the hearing at Washington on the investment bankers’ code, was heard by Indianapolis investment bankers yesterday at a luncheon at the Columbia Club. Mr. Payne presented the objection of a large majority of Indianapolis dealers to Chapter 7 of the code. He reported that the objectionable part of the section had been modified. CITY SOCIAL AGENCIES HEAR SCHOOL LEADER Educators View Their Situation as Cheerful. Stetson Says. “Educators view their situation as cheering, although the situation in some parts of the country remains a grave one," said Paul C. Stetson, superintendent of Indianapolis schools, last night when he addressed a meeting of Indianapolis council of Social Agencies in the Severin. “It is the consensus,” said Mr. Stetson, “that we can no longer look to the school as a vehicle of the three R's but rather in terms of more training and training that is up-to-date.” REPORTS S6BO THEFT Building and Loan Officer Fin* Cash and Checks Gone. Ed H. Shedd, secretary of the Arsenal Building and Loan Association. eighth floor of the State Life building, reported to police yesterday that $575 in money and $lO5 in checks was stolen sometime over the week-end. Mr. Shead said that the door of the office had not been “jimmied" and that the safe combination had not been broken.

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world were false and brutal, andencouraged men to violence. Beasts, and even men, were killed in the Churches, in the belief that the smell of their blood was pleasant to the Gods—there were supposed to be a great many Gods—and many more cruel and disgusting ceremonies prevailed. Yet, for all this, and though the Christian Religion was such a true, and kind, and good one, the Priests of the old Religions long persuaded the people to do all possible hurt to the Christians; and Christians were hanged, beheaded, burnt alive, and devoured in Theatres by Wild Beasts for the public amusement, during many years. Nothing would silence them, or terrify them, though; for they knew that if they did their duty, they would go to Heaven. So thousans of Christians sprung up and taught the people and were cruelly killed, and were succeeded by other Christians, until the Religion gradually became the great Religion of the World. Remember; —It is Christianity to do Good, always—even to those who do evil to us. It is Christianity to love our neighbour as ourself, and to do to all men as we would have them Do to us. It is Christianity to be gentle, merciful, and forgiving, and to keep those

Mister A1 goes to “heaven” or some place in blackface with a donkey arid before the crash ending is over, A1 and the donkey have wings or something. But before this unusual ending comes, A1 Jolson, Dick Powell and Kay Francis appear before some of the most lavish sets that a musical movie yet has given us. You will see some of the most unusual dance presentations that the screen ever has reflected. “Wonder Bar,” from a dancing and a modern fun standpoint (not the ending), is the last word in the screen accomplishment. Manager Baker tells me that he has “Wonder Bar” booked for the Circle in a few weeks. a a a On View in City Theaters INDIANAPOLIS theaters today offer “Death Takes a Holiday,” at the Circle; Morton Downey on the stage and “The Show-Off” on the screen, at Loews Palace; “David Harum,” at the Apollo; Arren and Broderick on the stage and “Love Birds” on the screen, at the Lyric; “She Made Her Bed” and ‘ Once to Every Woman,” at the Indiana, and burlesque at the Mutual.

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qualities quiet in our owm hearts, and never make a boast of them, or of our prayers, or of our love of God, but always to show that we love Him humbly trying to do

DISMISS CASE AGAINST ALLEGED GIRL ENTICER No Witnesses Appear to Identify Electrical Contractor, Ray Poole, 34, of 2819 Kenwood avenue, today asked The Times to state that charges of vagrancy against him in municipal court, in connection with an alleged attempt to entice a girl in a car, were dismissed in court when no witnesses appeared. Mr. Poole, an electrical contractor, and an employe, were arrested Monday afternoon when witnesses to the alleged episode gave police a license number tallying with Poole's car. The car described was .a roadster and Poole was driving a sedan, he said. Mr. Poole said witnesses failed to identify him. REALTY INVENTORY TO BE COMPLETED TODAY Forty-Six CWA Workers Will End Survey, Manager Says. The physical inventory of real property in Indianapolis, conducted by CWA workers, will be completed today, Amox Huxley, manager of the survey, announced. Forty-six CWA workers will complete the financial inventory of real property by March 31, he said. The information will be compiled in Washington as an indication of business conditions in the city as compared with other sections of the country.

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right in everything. If we do this, and remember the life and lessons of Our Lord Jesus Christ, and try to act up to them, we may confidently hope that God will for-

Capital Capers *Lend Me Your Ears' Champ Clark Delivers Masterpiece in Senate But Colleagues, Alas, Are Not Interested.

BY GEORGE ABELL Times Special Writer WASHINGTON, March 20.—Psychologists who claim “it’s all in the mind” scored a decided victory at the code hearings of the exterminating, fumigating and disinfecting trade, in the small ballroom of the Willard. As you may judge, the exterminating, fumigating and disinfecting trade has a great deal to do with the exterminating of any insects.

In fact, Mr. William O. Buettner of New York, president of the National Association of Exterminators and Fumigators, made quite a speech about the work being done along these lines by his organization. Curiously, as Mr. Buettner talked, delegates to the hearing (beginning with the NRA expert, O. J. Liebert) began scratching—and scratching—and scratching. It became a contagion which spread through the room, from delegate to delegate, like a forest fire. It was all in the mind, but observers conceded a real victory to the psychologists, and, indirectly, to the insects. tt tt tt IN rapt attention the senate listened to a speech of Senator Bennett Champ Clark of Missouri on the St. Lawrence waterways. Those who listened: Senator J. Ham Lewis leaned over his desk and carefully applied pomade to his mustache and alleged pink whiskers. Senator Joe Robinson ostentatiously brought out a pile of newspapers, selected one, slouched in his chair and became buried behind the pages. Senator Park Trammell of Florida enjoyed an absorbing tete-a-tete with a senate clerk. Senator Arthur (Li’l Arthur) Robinson stroked his auburn hair, glanced at the galleries and tried to begin a desultory conversation w r ith Senator Gerald P. Nye of North Dakota. Senator Arthur Capper of Kansas decided to call it a day and strolled out of the chamber. Senator Hubert Stephens of Mississippi put on his glasses and read a political pamphlet. Senator Hattie Caraway began writing, and finally walked over for a chat with Joe Robinson. Senator Simeon D. Fess of Ohio glanced at the tips of his fingernails. Senator Arthur Vandeberg comfortably drew up his chair and started a whispered (and amusing to judge from the laughter) conference with two colleagues. tt a tt RED TAPE in official Washington has finally reached the limit. And the man responsible for this state of affairs is none other than urbane, smiling Dr. Leo Rowe, director of the PanAmerican Union. Yesterday, an embassy received from generous Dr. Rowe one of his lamous presents—a little box drapped in white paper and containing luscious tropical fruit. “Um! Yum! Yum! sniffed attaches as they handed the box to his excellency, the ambassador.

That dignitary started to open the package, but burst out laughing instead. The box was tied up in red tape!

ROAD BOARD LOSES CLAIM TO GARRETT MASTODON SKELETON

The state highway department yesterday was forced to give up possession of a mastodon skeleton found by highway workers on the farm of S. J. Johnson, Garrett. Ruling from the attorney-gen-erals’ office held the skeleton w ? as the property of Mr. Johnson, who sold it to the Field museum, representatives of which were here yesterday to claim it. The mastodon has been extinct about 10,000 years, passing with the ice age. About eight or ten such skeletons are found in northern Indiana annually, it was said. CHRISTIAN ENDEAVOR GROUP OFFERS PLAY ‘Here Comes Charlie,' to Be Presented Tonight. “Here Comes Charlie,” a threeact comedy, will be presented at 7:45 tonight by the Christian Endeavor Society in the Dramatic Arts auditorium of the Oliver branch Christian church, Pennsylvania and Raymond streets. Those in the cast include George King, Miss Lena McQueen, Miss Mary Ellen Billiard, Miss Dorothy Skaggs, Robert Teague, Kenneth Jarvis, Miss Edith Tutterrow, Miss Frances Cameron, Foster Tilford and Richard Scott. The play is being directed by Miss Ruth May and music will be provided by Helen Nelis and her Rhythm Boys. TWO SENTENCED FOR FILLMORE BANK RAID Man, Woman Receive Long Prison Terms for Robbery. By United Preaa GREENCASTLE, Ind., March 20. —Two persons who robbed the Fillmore state bank of SI,OOO in bonds and $127 in cash last October were sentenced to long terms by Judge Wilbur S. Donner of Putnam circuit court yesterday. Albert Fine. 25, RoaOhdale, was sent to the reformatory for twelve years and Mrs. Fern Allen Gooch, 25, was given an eleven-year term in the women’s prison. Fine pleaded guilty a week ago and Mrs. Gooch was found guilty by a jury Saturday. Both were arrested in Nashville, Tenn.

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Fair Enough By Westbrook Pegler HERE it is along toward the spring of the year and for the first time since 1920 the billy goat with the corkscrew horns beckon, the citizens to chafe their vest buttons against cherry-wood bars and tie into big, creamy crocks ofc that dark, molasses beer called bock. Ido not believe I ever had any truck with bock beer, but if I did it must have been a pretty ordinary sort of wash because it has left me no active longing. But, at the moment, I am thinking of a man by the name of Mike Maxie, who ran a saloon outside the military reservation at West Point until pro-

hibition time and. after that ran a speakeasy until a year or so ago when he up and died of lonesomeness and a broken heart. If Mike Maxie had managed to stick it out a little longer he would be a very happy saloon keeper about now. drawing his blade across the rims of the crocks and sliding them along the damp wood in the cool shadows of his little place which clings to the side of a hill in a scrubby part of the town like a piece of lint on a fuzzle coat. Maxie's was the officers’ pub during prohibition, but he was closed out shortly after General William D. Connor, the present commanding officer of the pest.

relieved General William R. Smith. He didn't last long beyond that. I was speaking of Maxie’s place a little while ago with an officer who had put in quite some time at West Point and he said he thought that some day, when prohibition had become a romantic and grewsome memory, the people of the military academy might come to think of him as other generations of officers have thought of Benny Havens, the first West Point bootlegger and the only bootlegger who ever was honored in a college anthem. tt a a Benny Havens’ Haven T>ENNY HAVENS ran a pub for officer? on the MJ reservation in the days before the Civil war but was headed off by some general of the ti*ie for * e “ ing -* tr ° n | beverages to the cadets. It says in the little West Pouit book that Edgar Allan Poe. when he was a cadet, spent much of his time moping and dramming in Benny Ha/ens’ pub, and wrote in one of his letters that Benny Havens was the only human and congenial character in the whole ‘Godlorsaken place. Mr. Poe never caught the true spirit of the ccrps of cadets. H Benny Havens had no right to sell rum to cadets so he was a bootlegger. But the people of the academy did not regard him unkindly, and one year at a class reunion some young officer got to brooding about him and wrote a sentimental doggerel called Havens, O,” to the tune of “The Wearin’ of the Green,” which became the alma mater song of West Point. In my time, covering football games in which West Point teams were implicated. I have seen the corps of cadets and the officers hoist up, remove their caps, and swing them from side to side in slow unison as the whole lot of them sang, soft and low the song which begins, “In the army there's sobriety* promotion’s very slow ” You might think to look at the corps and the officers that there was no sentiment on the post, but if you should see how the people carry on at the exercises during June week you would know otherwise. There will be army mothers, whose kinspeople have been army for generations, dabbing at their eyes and other mothers who haven’t the faintest idea what the army is all about, including some in poor, rusty get-up. and fathers with plaster showing through the blacking on their shoes, standing all together and choking back the sobs. In some cases, they do a poor job of choking them back. It gets them. It gets everybody. a a a End of the Song IDO not recall correctly whether it was during the time of General Smith or during General Conners’ time that they quit singing “Benny Havens, O,” at the football games. But they cut it out a few years ago and an officer told me that they did so because the general thought this was an undignified topic to be singing about so feeling with caps waving to and fro. It seemed that with Grant and Pershing and all of those alumni the academy could find a better subject for a song, although it would be hard to imagine people singing sentimentally of “John J. Pershing, O.” And if the truth could be known. General Grant probably cultivated his taste for that fighting whisky which President Lincoln wished he could buy a few barrels of for his other generals, in odd moments at Benny Havens’ place. During prohibition time the officer who wished to take his ease in his pub discovered in Mike Maxie a discreet and conscientious host. He sold the best Jersey syndicate beer and, though he always kept a few pints of hootch behind the bar, he recommended his apple liquor which probably was the beverage that put Rip Van Winkle to sleep in those very hills that time. The apple liquor is the wine of the country and it was pure, if green and rowdy. He also served hamburgers, which weren’t anything special, and his little place was cut up into several untidy little snuggeries where a couple cf officers could sit secure and have a draft on their own time in violation of the same Constitution that civilians were equally bound to uphold. They used to say that General Smith had a defective sense of smell, which was nice of him. but when General Connor took over the military academy the word went around that he was no ostricn general. He could not be relied on to stick his head in the sand and he could smell fumes a mile and around corners. So Mike Maxie’s place became, by common consent, out of bounds and the successor to Benny Havens found himself dealing them over the bar and in the little rooms to a lot of civilian villagers. He had been proud to run the officers’ speakeasy all that time and he missed them now and felt as though he had been unjustly accused of doing something unpatriotic. Well, so Mike Maxie died. I do not know where they put him, but by rights he should lie alongside Benny Havens in the burying ground up the hilL (Copyright. 1934. by Unite and Feature Syndicate. Inc.)

IN many ways the most dramatic part of presentday science is concerned with what is usually called “modern physics.’’ The discovery- of cosmic rays, the battle over their nature, the development of various theories of the structure of the atom, smashing the atom, the discovery of the neutron, the positron, the heavy hydrogen atom, and other events of the last few years all belong to this branch of science. The term “modem physics” is used to distinguish it from the older physics known today as “classical physics.” Modem physics is sometimes dated from Roentgen's announcement of his discovery of X-rays, made on Christmas eve in 1895. But unless you had the advantage of a college education since the World war, the chances are that your formal education contained nothing of modem physics. Even recent college students, unless they specialized in the subject, are likely to have received a mixture of 90 per cent classical and 10 per cent modem physics. B B B tJNDOUBTEDLY there are many readers who / would like to remedy that deficiency in their education. To them I recommend “Introduction to Modem Physics,” by Professor F. K. Richtmyer.

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