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It Seem to He HEVWO® BtOdN Embassy of the union of soviet socialist REPUBLICS, Washington, April 11 (shortly before dawni .-—Alexander Antonovich Troyanovsky, ambassador extraordinary’ and plenipotentiary to the United States, joined revolutionary movement against czansm 1902, sent to Siberia 1909, escaped following year, lived in exile, joined Red army 1917. And last night Alexander Antonovich Troyanovsky, who hid in ditches at night and walked softly m the alleys of the town, stood at the top of

a gilded stairway and greeted the senators and secretaries and the dukes and the dowagers of Washington. Even the cliff dwellers have turned out,” said Paul Y. Anderson in some surprise. “And who are they?” I inquired dutifully. “The cliff dwellers are the old ladies of this town who have not been to a public reception since the first administration of General Grant. They decided that the General was not quite a gentleman.” I was a little surprised myself. If anybody had told me three years ago that I would be standing in a gold-ar.d-white Soviet

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embassy in Washington listening while the dance orchestra played “I Can’t Give You Anything but Love, Baby,” you could have knocked me over with a couple of quarts of vodka. a a a Only One Inf annul Touch IT ix probable that there will be some kidding of the Communists, because everything was done in the grand manner. The word seemed to have gone out that it would be tails, and tails it was. I felt abashed in a dinner coat until Smith Wildman Brookhart came in a business suit. And not anew one, either. It was the one informal touch. Having read of the good ship Kim and the common messroom for captain, crew' and passengers, I had thought in advance that perhaps after the last hat was checked the young man would come up to the ballroom for a couple of waltzes, but the attendant who stood behind the creamed oysters was the same man who stands behind the creamed oysters at Park avenue parties, and the waiter who dispensed the Scotch seemed vaguely but distinctly familiar. I felt sure I had seen him some place before. Perhaps it was on the fourth floor earlier in the evening. But. it would be Wirtish indeed for me to criticise one of the best parties I have ever attended, and if there is anything comic about gilding the hammer and the sickle the joke is on us and not on the Russians. Os course, there is something cockeyed in a community which turns out in the morning to shudder at the redness of a one-cocktail family dinner in a farmhouse and then hurries home to get into its best bib and tucker to drink the Soviet's champagne. Not forgetting the Soviet Scotch, the Soviet cognac, some sort of green liquor which mixed very well with the wine, the Soviet punch and the rye whisky. You couldn't quite call that Soviet rye. It was Old Overholt, which, as I remember, still belongs to Andy Mellon. a tt n Russians Prove Adaptable THE Russians already have shown a great adaptability in the art of doing in Washington as the Washingtonians. In fact, they have improved on the old Roman adage. They do a little better. I am no expert on embassy parties, but if this was typical please enter my name as a career man. But experts assure me that the days of the czar were never like this. At any rate, I left behind me an ancient misconception. Upon numerous occasions I have said that one of the great defects of communism was the fact that it imposed upon all its believers a stern and harsh puritanism. I gave up that belief along about 1 a. nr., as I was standing in the shadow of the bust of Lenin talking to the girl in the red dress. There are eighty rooms int he Soviet embassy, which is a huge mansion built in the worst possible taste. It was created for one of the Pullmans, later sold to the Imperial Russian government and now is the property of the Soviet republic. Lenin might well smile over that chain of circumstances. He might have remembered the fierce Chicago strike in which Eugene Debs first became a leader. He hardly could forget the days when the grand dukes and the colonels of Cossacks strode those rooms and drank long life “to the Little White Father; his might and his majesty endure ever." And now there stood in the elbow of the stairway a member of the Red army in a rigorously plain brown tunic. The dance orchestra began to play a hit song from the “Follies.” It is called ••Suddenly,” and I think it begins. “Suddenly the walls went reeling.” High above the head of Lenin stands the hammer and the sickle. It is not prominently displayed, but, after all. there must be something to warn ghosts, and Nicholas doesn't live there any more. By now there was nobody left at the party but me and Mary Heaton Vorse. I took one last look at Lenin. The expression was still grim, but I caught it. He was smiling. It was his right. Certainly the joke was not on him. (Copyright. 1934. by The Times)

Today s Science BY DAVID DIETZ

ONE hundred and fifty-two million pounds of oysters are consumed annually by the people of the United Sttaes. The oysters themselves in 1929, the last year for which figures are available, yielded the fishermen a return of $17.074 000, while the shells, converted into poultry feed and lime, yielded an additional $2,524,499. Oysters have always been a favorite food in America, according to Dr. Herbert P. Prytherch, director of the United States fisheries’ biological station at Beaufort. N. C. He says: "The first question of human existence is, ‘When do we eat?’ to which the early inhabitants of our shores, the aborigines and Indians, must have frequently replied with appropriate grunts and gestures. ‘At low tide.’ Oysters and other shellfish could then be easily gathered from the natural beds on the tidal flats or in shallow water, and judging from the huge oyster shell mounds of ancient origin, this bivalve was an important item on the bill of fare at their primitive feasts.” a a a THE Pilgrims found oysters a welcome aid in their early struggles against starvation and before the end of the sevententh century laws were passed at Plymouth to protect the oyster beds. But the natural beds were depleted, nevertheless, with the passage of time, and gradually the production of oysters by cultivation was developed. "Oyster farming has become an important industry on both the east and west coasts of the United Sttaes." Dr. Prytherch says. This progress has been due to the gradual accumulation cf knowledge about the oyster and its environment. Some of this knowledge has been contributed by the oystermen themselves, originally through the costly method of trial and error. Some of it has been contributed by scientists. "Nearly every oysterman had certain pet theories as to the principal factors controlling oyster growth and propagation, but these frequently failed as intelligent guides in oyster farming and involved considerable losses in labor and materials,” Dr. Prytherch says. "The leading men of the industry soon realized that the real facts concerning the oyster must be determined by scientific study in order that commercial operations might be conducted on a sound basis.” ana AS a result, numerous scientific investigations have been made by scientists in federal and state bureaus end in university and private laboratories. Biologists, bacteriologists, chemists, and nutrition experts have taken part in these studies. Three species of oysters are being cultivated in the United States today. The most important of these, known scientifically as “Ostrea virginica,” and more popularly as the "eastern oyster,” occurs naturally on the Atlantia and gulf coasts,

WHEN POLITICS WAS IN FLOWER

The Hoosier Wouldn’t Be Fooled —Not on That Story

BY TRISTRAM COFFIN Time* Staff Writer PUSHING his way through the swirling doors of a huge New York office building, the Indiana politician felt like Ruth amid the alien corn. He had wandered into the lair of the New York political sachems on a mission. Without the confidence with which he dispatched precinct committeemen to their tasks, bereft of the assurance with which he “talked turkey” to Indianapolis candidates, he walked over to the elevator and with hastily-summoned ease said, “Judge Olvany’s office, please.” He mentally made note of the fact that he felt very much like the local delegate from Podunk, la. The name of Judge Olvany was a sacred, even fear-inspiring name in national political circles. Sitting at a desk in New York, his power grasped through the nation. Democratic leaders from Portland, Me., to Portland, Ore., spoke in awed whispers of Judge Olvany. He was almost a legendary figure. With baffling strategy he had won his way to the top wrung of the Democratic ladder. Judge Olvany was directing the campaign of Alfred E. Smith for President of the United States. In the Olvany-Smith “kitchen cabinet” was a brilliant lawyer, P’ranklin D. Roosevelt, who had just returned to active political life after a tragic illness and was slated to become the next Governor of New York. Others in the cabinet were Jouett Shouse, John J. Raskob, Herbert Lehman, present Governor of New York, and Mrs. Henry H. Moskowitz, a woman with an unrivaled talent for

publicity. To the Indiana Democrat, who had witnessed loosely-knit machines struggling against the old guard clan, the New York political machine was an inspiration. It moved smoothly, each man clicking in his appointed place like a powerful, invincible football team. There were no public bickerings and petty rivalries. All disputes were ironed out in the seclusion of Judge Olvany’s office and at election time the machine moved masterfully and confidently. Shooting up in the elevator, the Indiana politician with a mission recalled his instructions from Tom Taggart, Hoosier political wizard. a a a TAGGART had begun a boom for the nomination of Evans Woollen for President. Mr. Woollen was and is a sober, business man, prominent and beloved by all those who know him. He is not a political type, but is rather an intelligent business man who quietly and thoroughly studies the issues, political or commercial. He is an opposite type from the breezy, winning, spellbinder A1 Smith, who had stepped up from the sidewalks of New York. Mr. Woollen is a member of an old, aristocratic Indianapolis family which has been prominent in the civic life of the city for years. Mr. Woollen had accepted the support only in the hope that it might benefit his state. - Taggart was a keen politician and had baffled his opponents by starting the Woollen boom. No one could find out just what Taggart was playing for. It seemed doubtful whether Mr. Woollen was well enough known nationally or had enough popular appeal to obtain the presidential nomination in 1928. Yet the astute Taggart was out conducting a campaign for the nomination. There is a political strategy of anew candidate into the field against an established machine for the purpose of effecting a compromise agreeable to the strategist. Sometimes, the bewildered

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SINCE Katharine Cornell turned them away at the box office at English’s by the hundreds recently with “The Barretts of Wimpole Street,” New York managers are rubbing their eyes in amazement.

There is no reason for amazement at all, as far as I am concerned. Give Indianapolis real New York actors, the original star and production and we will storm the theater. The good news that the Cornell engagement has carried to New York is reflected by the managemen of “Annina,” anew operetta not yet seen in New York, but now in Chicago, booking this show into English's for two days starting Monday night, May 1. Mme. Jeritza of the Metropolitan opera is the star of this new Rudolf Friml operetta. Friml wrote such successes as “Firefly,” “Rose Marie” and “The Vagabond King.” The supporting cast includes Andrew Tombes, Louise Mele, Jack Good. Margaret Lee, Robert Lee Allen, Marie Hunt. Jules Ef>ailly, Paul Haakon, Albertine Vitak and others besides a large dancing ensemble. The Theatre Guild in New York City announces that two of its greatest successes this season will visit Indianapolis next season. These two are “Mary of Scotland," with Helen Hayes, and George M. Cohan in Eugene O'Neill’s “Ah. Wilderness.” Miss Hayes will be supported by Philip Merivale and Helen Menken. “That is good news.” tt a a THE Cathedral High School Dramatic Club will present Arthur Goodrich's play, “So This Is London,” at English's May 6 at 8:15. The play is directed by Brother Jarlath. C. S. C.. and Brother Alexander. C. S. C. It was made popular on the talking screen by Will Rogers. The general committee in charge of the play is composed of Mesdames Karl Ruddell, George A. Smith. Nicholas Con-

NEW TRIAL IS ASKED BY PAPPAS ATTORNEY Defendant Refused Right to Have Interpreter, Is Charge. Refusal of Criminal Judge Frank P. Baker to name an interpreter in the trial of Vasil Pappas, charged with the murder of his landlady. Belle Brown, was the basis of allegations of error today in the motion filed in criminal court for a hew trial. Pappas was given life imprisonment at his trial before Judge Baker. Seth Ward, attorney for Pappas, charged in the motion that Judge Baker refused to grant the defendant the right of an interpreter and that much valuable evidence was prevented from reaching the ears of the jury due to lingual difficulties of his client. Envoy's Body on Way Home Ry United Prrst QUEENSTOWN. Ireland. April 14. —'The body oi Walter W. McDowell, American minister, was on its way to the United States today in the steamship Manhattan. High tribute was paid by the government to the minister, who dropped dead, at a state banquet in bis honor.

candidate would find himself the surprised recipient of a nomination as the result of a bitter internal wrangle which had split the party wide open and forced an unknown into the field. nan THE New York crowd had been frantically telephoning and telegraphing to Indiana, demanding why under the sun Taggart thrust Evans Wollen into the race. The Smith machine emphatically didn’t want any fight in the convention and were eager for some sort of a pre-convention agreement. They wanted to have a wild parade of Smith delegates polling overwhelming majority amid a flurry of band playing and flag waving. “Send your man out and we’ll talk with him,” the New York crowd commanded. Taggart summoned a county Democratic official who had Been on good terms with several of the New York inside ring. Eying him carefully, Tom Taggart said, “You know I’m booming Evans Woollen for President.” The politician nodded. “What do you think of it?” Taggart asked deliberately. “He hasn't got enough ballyhoo,” the politician answered. “He doesn’t judge bathing beauty contests, kiss babies or greet visiting Elks. Otherwise, he’s a swell candidate and far above the ordinary run of presidential candidates.” “You're right,” Taggart said. “But he is just the man for VicePresident. Indiana deserves a break and I think we can shove him into the nomination for Vice-President.” bub THE Indiana politician remembered these remarks vividly and felt again the pressure of Taggart's ambition for Indiana as he made his way into Judge Olvany’s office.

nor, William Brennan, Joseph J. Argus. Wilbur O. Finch, Timothy McMahon, Martin W. Walpole and Theodore Wolf. Tickets for the play are now on sale and may be procured from any member of the general committee. a tt t> MELODY, beauty and dance will be found in Dave Apollon's “Continental Revue,” coming to Loew’s Palace theater next Friday for a week's stay. The company includes many Broadway headliners, and besides Dave Apollon himself, the star of the presentation, will be found Danzi Goodell, late featured dancer of Ziegfeld’s “Follies”; Nora Williams, the girl with the likeable personality, noted for her blues songs and whistling; Duffin and Draper, international dancing favorites; Bob Ripe, world’s leading juggler: Harold Aloma, Hawaii's Rudy Vallee; the Eight Dancing Debutantes, a group of real feminine beauties; Jean. Ruth and Gail, whirlwind dancers, and Apollon's celebrated N. B. C. string orchestra.

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He waited in a plain, almost bare room and saw’ the figures of the great and near-great pass by. The telephone girl explained to an impressed friend that she was getting Vanderbilt on the line. The Indianapolis man felt as though a haze surrounded him. He thought irrelvantly of childish stories of Cinderella at the ball. When he was ushered into the inner sanctum, Judge Olvany, a bright ruddy-complexioned man with strong handsome features, was talking on the phone. In a quiet voice Judge Olvany asked, “Mr. Vanderbilt, is there anything else I can do for you today.” The Indiana politician gasped. The smooth, cultured voice flowed softly on. The Indiana politician thought surely he was in that hallowed paradise of which all small politicians dream. The mission faded, or rather was obscured by awe. Judge Olvany was quietly dressed, his nails were carefully manicured, and his tie was meti--culously straight. In a courteous voice he inquired his visitor’s mission. The faith, of the Indiana voters w’ho were siting around their home fires holding their ballots for Evans Woollen rose up before the Indiana politician. He hitched his trousers, coughed and

TRAIL TO LINK HISTORICSPOTS Road Connecting Peru and Marion Along River * Gains Favor. Sites of historical interest along the Mississinewa river between Marion and Peru will be linked by what will be known as “Frances Slocum trail” and turned over to the state conservation department, according to plans now' being made. Citizens of Grant, Wabash and Miami counties are backing the movement, according to Virgil M. Simmons, state conservation commissioner. Several meetings already have been held in the three counties and a tour of the historical sites was staged several months ago, he said. These include the important Indiana battlefields, sites of Indian villages and the burial place of Frances Slocum, white girl who was kidnaped and. after being reared by the Indians, became the bride of a Miami chieftain. $25 Loss in Downtown Fire Toys and stationery valued at $25 were destroyed w T hen a fire occurred in the Periodical shop at 52 South Illinois street, owned by Ralph D. Morford. The fire started when an oil stove accidently was overturned.

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said, “I’m for Evans Woollen for President, but I could be for A1 Smith like a ton of bricks.” a a a '"T' V HE ton of bricks proposition apparently interested Judge Olvany. He opened a mahogany box on his desk and proffered a cigar to his guest. With the cigar lolling in his mouth the Indiana politician felt more at ease. He continued: “Indiana won’t support A1 Smith for President. There’s still some fire around the old klan issue and the voters think that A1 Smith's orders come in the form of a papal bull.” Judge Olvany’s handsome features twisted into a smile. “Not to mention the legions of Tammany,” he said. “But,” answered the Hoosier, “Indiana will vote the Smith ticket if a good strong state man is placed on it. Evans Woollen is capable and solid. Switch him to Vice-President and we’re on the band wagon.” “I have had John W. Davis in mind for that office,” replied Olvany thoughtfully. Davis w’as a New York lawyer who was listed from West Virginia in order to appear as “a good, solid candidate from the midwest with the flavor of the pioneer in his veins.”

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DAILY WASHINGTON MERRY-GO-ROUND

By Drew Pearson and Robert S. Allen

X\T ASHINGTON, APRIL 14.—This may be the last trip Roosevelt VV takes on the yacht Nourmahal if his close friends have anything to say about it. There are three reasons for their violent aversion to presidential cruising with Vincent Astor. 1. The ground lost by the new deal while Roosevelt had his hand off the helm. . 2. On the yacht were polo-playing socialites —George St. George from Tuxedo, Lyle Hull and William Rhineland Stewart, who bicycles in Bermuda. A President of the United States associates better politically with earthy folks than with horsey folks. 3. Finally the yacht Nourmahal is going to figure big in the forthcoming senate shipping investigation of the International Mercantile Marine. This is what really worries Roosevelt's advisers. Vincent Astor is director and big shareholder in the I. M. M. Kermit Roosevelt, cousin of F. D. R„ is vice-president. The I. M. M. holds enormous government mail contracts, has received other government favors Senator Black's committee has unearthed copies of radiograms sent by P. A. S. Franklin, head of I. M. M.. to Kermit Roosevelt, its vicepresident, aboard the Nourmahal. These radios instructed Kermit what he should tell his cousin, the President, regarding the I. M. M. Whether Kermit carried out instructions is not known. The committee has a number of such radios sent during previous voyages of the Nourmahal, when Kermit was aboard with his cousin. Unless some have been obtained within the past few days, the committee has none from the trip just closed. In any case, the messages play directly into the hands of the Republican opposition. And unless terrific restraining pressure is brought on the Black committee, they will be made public soon. an a a a a JIM BYRNES, White House liaison man in the senate, is passing out the word privately that only three bills now remain on the President's legislative “must” calendar for this session.

The measures are: Tax, tariff and stock exchange control. Unless the President is prevailed upon to make additions, the rest of the pending social and reform bills are doomed to the dump heap. The list which faces scrapping is imposing. On it are: The Wagner labor disputes bill, the Tug-weil-Copeland pure food and drug bill, the Wagner unemployment insurance bill, the McLeod closedbank payoff bill, the communications commission measure, and the Connery thirty-hour bill. The one measure in the group with a good chance of a reprieve is the unemployment insurance proposal. The President has publicly indorsed it, and if the three "must” bills are disposed of early enough it is not improbable that the Wagner project will be allowed to come up. The aim of the administration is to wind up congress by May 15. June 1 is a better guess. But the drive is for the 15th, with the idea that the gavels can be dropped by the Ist. assa ARIZONA'S fluffy-haired congresswoman, Isabella Greenway, may be a school girl friend of Mrs. Roosevelt, but it is not keeping her from working hand-in-glove with the administration's bitterest foes. Mrs. Greenway’s latest is to join in the Wall Street drive to mutilate the securities act. . . . pugnacious Senator Bone of Washington comes by his fighting qualities naturally. ... He has ancestors who fought in every American war, beginning with the Revolution. North Carolina's booming senai tor, Bob Reynolds, is showing his colleagues some new tricks in the art of glad-handing. . . . Bob greets constituents, newspaper . men, all callers, as “colonel” or ‘'cousin.’’ . . . King fish Huey Long i recently gave the senate anew

“-pvAVJS isn't popular enough. He's a wooden stick to the voters,” argued the Hoosier. “No he isn't,” said Olvany, “Davis is a good sport. Why I recall . . .” The judge settled back into his chair with a gleam of reminiscence in his eyes. “It was a party we had in Washington one night. Davis was there and all the rest of the crowd. “It was a gay celebration. Drinks were passed around and Davis took his like a gentleman. He's a good violinist and we prevailed upon him to entertain us. He was the life of the party.” Chuckling, Olvany said, “John was a riot.” In his mind’s eye the Indiana politician recalled Davis, an austere, remote figure. ‘“Judge Olvany,” the Hoosier drawled, “I respect your judgment and even your ability to tell a good story. But that story has the same ring of truth to it as if I were to tell you that my candidate had walked into a bar, slammed a twentydollar gold piece on the table and shouted for drinks for the house.” Judge Olvany was gallant. “You win, brother,” he said. The sequel to the story was that Joseph T. Robinson of Arkansas was nominated for the vice-presidency.

slant on higher education in Louisiana. Said Huey: “We graduate Phi Beta Kappas from the University of Louisiana who would be glad to get jobs as dishwashers.” . . . Huey also has anew name for newspaper headlines. He calls them ‘‘boxcar letters.” . . . Pickings were slim at the recent Democratic dinner to raise funds to pay off the $14,000 mortgage held by Barney Baruch on the Jefferson Club lodge on Chesapeake Bay. ... Os the 250 guests present only twelve came through with checks, the highest for SSOO. . . . General Hugh Johnson is priming his verbal batteries for an early fusillade against the federal trade commission. ... Its recent report, pouring hot coals on his head for allowing monopolistic trade practices in the steel code, aroused his ire to fighting pitch. • CopyriKht. 1934. bv United Feature Syndicate. Inc.) city~churcFvvom¥n NAME NEW OFFICERS Mrs. R. R. Mitchell Elected President at Annual Session. The Indianapolis Council of Federated Church Women chose M r s. R. R. Mitchell as president for the coming year at the thirty-sixth annual meeting yesterday in the Third Christian church. Other officers elected are: Mrs. O. H. Greist, first vice-president; Mrs. William Calvert Hartinger, second vice-president; Mrs. Ernest Piepenbrok, recording secretary; Mrs. George Burkhart, corresponding secretary; Mrs. F. L. Warner, treasurer; Mrs. J. F. Morrison, historian; Mrs. George Davis, auditor, and Mrs. George Van Dyke, parliamentarian.

Fdir Enough remit nut MIAMI. April 14.—1 suppose some of our solemn, old country families will be boiling into print with protests against the flippant cracks of Professor Donald Richberg of the NRA. in the speech which he telephoned from Miami to New York the other evening. Big Bill Thompson discovered long before Richberg did that the best answer to criticism when you haven't the right answer is a line of irrelevant insults. Thompson answered one of his political critics

one year by yelling that his opponent went around with egg on his necktie. Richberg banded together the objects of his displeasure in a league of stuffed shirts, which would have been a better crack if there had been anything original about it. Thompson couldn't take it, though, and he was stopped abruptly when another of his adversaries, deciding that the only way to fight a gutterfighter was to roll in the gutter with him, got up before a big meeting and declared that Thompson had the hide of a rhinoceros and the brain of a baboon.

Richberg’s chief. General Johnson, showed some time ago that he can't take it although he likes to dish it and Richberg’s irritated retort to the phrase “brain trust” shows that he can't take it, either. The phrase “brain trust" is beginning to annoy the cocky comrades of Mr. Roosevelt's "Soviet” and a few more repetitions will have them wild. But they like to dish it. They were dishing it, in fact, when Mr. Richberg was talking about his league of stuffed shirts. B tt tt They Were Missing THEY had arrived in Miami late in the afternoon and had become misplaced somehow, for an hour or so while the journalists of the White House detail, who have been covering Mr. Roosevelt's vacation by remote control, searched the town for them. Although this has been a nice, white pants sort of assignment for the White House detail, calling for golf or swimming in the morning, cocktails on the patio at half-after-hour and dancing with dinner to the music of a Mexican band, it has been a headache, too. The President was too far away. Some dumb. S4O-a-month third mate on Astor's ship could have ripped the belly out of a small boat on some rock while he was out fishing and spilled him among the sharks or some Japanese nut could have torpedoed him or a roll of the ship could have thrown him down a hatch. These were improbabilities, of course, but McKinley never had been shot before he was shot in Buffalo and a man on the White House detail likes to keep close to his assignment. Rumors were coming in that Mr. Roosevelt was running a fever of 103 and these were hard to handle tactfully because the President is touchy on the subject of rumors as to his health and any way a President or a heavyweight champion always is being reported seriously ill or dead. Jack Dempsey used to turn up dead in the most obscure places at least once a month. They finally induced the boss to let them go out and take a close peek under the jocular pretense of checking up on his fishermanship, if that is what you would call it. But they werent giving a damn about his fishermanship. They wanted to see how No. 1 looked. a b b Cutic Pearce Was There HE looked all right and they hadn’t been scooped on anything there, when who pops into town and gets lost like a kid at the zoo. but General Johnson? Finally, though, he showed up at the hotel and bandied a few words with the journalists, scrubbed up and came down to dinner with his party. The music was good and people were bouncing up from tables all around the room to engage in the strange new Cuban ballroom struggle which looks like a rooster fight in a barn yard. Mr. Cutie Pearce, an old-time horse person who rode a plug up the hill at San Juan, was all for dropping into a chair at the old cavalry general’s table and complaining about the mount they gave him that day. Mr. Pearce draws a pension on account of that speed. It gave him saddle-bunions that blighted his life. Then suddenly Johnson and Richberg weren’t at their table any more. They were gone for half an hour and they came back laughing as though they had soaped somebody’s windows. Johnson and Richberg sat down and laughed some more and then it developed that they had been off at a telephone in some room and Richberg had been lumping together all the people who didn't agree with him and Johnsofl in a league of stuffed shirts. Did you notice that he kept on repeating the phrase? That was because Johnson was sitting alongside, poking him and whispering to him to pull that one about the stuffed shirts again. Johnson and Richberg were ribbing the boys who had been ribbing them about their brain trust. But make no mistake about that one about the brain trust. That one burns them up. fCopyright. 1934. by United Features Syndicate. Inc.)

Your Health —BY DR MORRIS FISIIBEIN

IF you have to work in a damp place, look out for colds, rheumatic disease, and changes in the skin. The human being is not adapted to living in exceedingly damp areas. Therefore, you should try to avoid dampness by wearing waterproof clothing, and those who work in places where water abounds should wear appropriate protective covering from head to foot. Moreover, accumulation of water can frequently be prevented by digging channels or ditches to carry away the excess. Workers most affectel by dampness will be found in the fishing industry, among leather preparers in the glove industry, laundry workers, packing house employes, sewer workers, farmers and those in the paper and pottery industries. Most occupations in which dampness occurs are also associated with high and low temperatures and with high humidity, and these variations cause considerable difficulties. a ts a THE most serious hazard today in many industries is dust. Dusts not only block the tissues, but in some cases act as an irritant so that there is inflammation, swelling, and even destruction. Moreover, the dusts sometimes carry germs with them into the tissues, and once in the body the germs may set up inflammations. Among the most dangerous of the dusts which affect mankind is silica. This produces a condition known as silicosis. X-ray pictures show the lungs full of nodules, following lodgment of the silica in the lymphatics. When the disease is well advanced, the lungs do do not expand, breathing is difficult, and there may be continuous coughing. The dust from asbestos produces the same type of inflammation, although apparently milder. To prevent silicosis, workers in any industry in which silicia is much used should avoid inhalation and the head of the industry can aid the workers by certain simple procedures. a a a WATER or oil may be used to wet the dust, thus preventing it from rising and filling the air. Exhaust systems can be applied to remove the dust at the point where it develops Sometimes, the work can be done in an inclosed chamber, with the worker outside. Finally, where dust is exceedingly excessive, helmets may be worn by the workers to cover head and neck and they can get their air by breathing through pipes from a nondusty area. Workers in such Industry should have their lungs X-rayed regularly and there should be a physician in the plant familiar with the changes that take place in the lungs under exposure Whenever a worker in a dusty trade has a cough, a dryness of the nose and throat, pain on breathing and hoarseness, whenever he coughs or expectorates blood, and develops colds which simply refuse to clear up. he should begin to wonder whether the dust is affecting him unfavorably. b

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