Indianapolis Times, Volume 46, Number 31, Indianapolis, Marion County, 16 June 1934 — Page 7

JUNE 16, 1934.

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YORK, June 16.—They say Camera’s mind was numb when he wilted like a towel in the ring and offered full surrender. He said nothing in that final episode of the eleventh round, but he turned an eloquent countenance toward Mr. Arthur Donovan, the referee. To me it seemed as if he wished to ask a question. It would have run, “Whatever am I doing here?” And in numbness and befuddlement Primo found wisdom. In other words he had to have his head knocked off before he learned to think. Visually the world was a blur. At a distance of eleven feet Camera could not tell whether a certain quizzical face at the ringside was that of Arthur Brisbane or the gorilla who could like them both. In fact he may quite well have imagined that through the power of the press that interesting ex-

periment of man against the hairy ape was being tried for the first time with himself as victim. He looked at Maxie Baer again and still he wasn’t sure. But though the stars and all the ropes danced in their courses Primo Camera, for the first time in several years, grasped the essence of philosophy from Thomas Jefferson’s saying, “The true objective of every man is the pursuit of happiness.” “I have no joy in this contest,” said Camera to himself

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and fluttered like a flag of truce. Mr. Donovan read the signal and stopped the bout. Baer with a contemptuous condescension slapped" the big man on the back. Time alone will tell whether the crown which came to the conqueror entitles him to Olympian complacence. Certainly Camera had very little fun in being champion. With Baer it may be different. Max is a man quite easily amused. He likes his own company. Even on a desert island he could live happily if only a mirror drifted ashore from the wreck. tt tt a He’s Not So Dumb PASSENGERS who were shipmates with him on his subsequent crossings to and from Europe discovered in Primo an agreeable companion, as intellectual as a man need be to get along in the smoking-room society of an ocean liner, considerate and respectable in his conduct. He spoke three languages. The leters which he wrote to a young London waitress of Italian parentage, published in the course of her suit against him for breach of promise, were written in pretty language which was close on to poetic in spots. Prize fighters ordinarily employ ghosts for their literary labors, but there was that about Primo's love-letters to the girl who had brought him his kidney pie in Soho which strongly suggested that they were strictly home-made out of his own materials. His manager adopted for Primo’s house-flag a figure of a wild boar with curly tusks and sewed a felt reproduction on the left leg of his fighting trunks. But Primo, himself, was not in sympathy with the idea. He called it “De Leetla Peeg” and innocently explained that it was just an idea somebody had had. He did not consider himself a wild animal or a fearsome creature, but only dressed as he was told to, even adopting oversize shoes which were stuffed with wadded paper where his feet weren’t, to co-operate with his proprietors. He never really knew how much money he had earned He had more vice-presidents than a trust company and himself was merely the stock, good will and fixtures. They campaigned him as a horseman campaigns a steed and if an opponent whom he had never seen before nor even heard of suddenly collapsed from a push in the face that was no reason for Primo to inquire whether any one had tickled the opponent’s nude ribs with the cold muzzle of a pistol in the dressing room beforehand. He did the fighting, to give those activities a name and, after he had fought many such persons unknown, discovered that he was not a rich man after all, but just a property, owned and operated by a firm which included some characters well known to the police. tt tt tt But It’s Already Gone LUIGI SORESI, a young Italian, undertook a salvage job with Primo’s affairs, but the bankruptcy action came during Soresi’s administration so the New Deal has still to prove itself. Mr. Soresi knew finance, but he did not know the racket of prizefighting. Primo's pay for his big fight was to have been $135,000. But the money was attached and by the time he has paid his way out of debt he may find himself not much better off than he was when Leon See found him wearing burlap wrappings on his feet because he couldn’t buy the outsize shoes which he required. But he was a gallant fighter and a sportsman when his battle came. Maybe he can take that around to the grocery store in his home town of Sequala when he is old and trade it in for a length of sausage. (Copyright, 1934, by The Times)

Your Health ““BY DR. MORRIS FISHBEIN —

WHEN you stop to consider the fact that a child bora today may expect to live sixty years, insteady to the thirty-five years a new-born child cculd expect in 1833, you might realize how much has been accomplished by medical science in the last century. In fact, more progress has been made in the last fifty years than has been recorded over the previous fifty centuries! Yet there remain many diseases to strike into the hearts of men the fear of pain, disease, and death. It is but sixteen years since influenza swept the world and desolated many communities. It is only a year since epidemic encephalitis struck terror to the people of a great city. Diseases like amebic dysentery, once limited to the tropics, are now seen in the temperate zone. a a a THE advances of civilization bring with them new disease hazards, from poisons and accidents. Cancer, the most dread disease, has come to be considered the natural end of life for the aged—its cause and specific methods of treatment not yet determined. The prediction that many of these diseases will be eliminated is more than justified by the speed of modern research. Physics, chemistry, engineering, and other sciences are as much responsible for some of the tremendous achievements of medicine as are laboratory investigators and physicians at the bedside. The microscope and the X-ray have vastly extended the power of vision. Electrical apparatus has made it possible to test accurately the functions of the heart and the nervous system. a a a THE purpose of medicine is to make healthier and more efficient human beings. The average boys and girls entering universities today are two inches taller and weigh seven to ten pounds more than did their parents and grandparents who entered these same universities in previous generations. With the vitamins and with the newer knowledge of nutrition, even better bodies will be available in a few generations. Moreover, it is reasonable to predict that the knowledge now available for controlling the birth of the unfit and the degenerate, eliminating hereditary strains that lead invariably to weak bodies and to disease, will be widely applied in the future. Diseases like pernicious anemia and diabetes, formerly considered invariably fatal, are now under control. By our knowledge of the glands, we may regulate the size of the human being, the shape of his body, the speed of his loving, and many of his functions. Yet only a beginning has been made in the available knowledge.

ONE YEAR UNDER BLUE EAGLE

A Little Tired, But Still Forceful, Johnson Will Carry On

BY RODNEY DUTCHER Times Special Writer WASHINGTON, June 18. —For a full year, General Hugh S. Johnson has fought, wheedled, roared, compromised and worked fourteen to eighteen-hour days in the hottest spot of the whole New Deal. Johnson is NRA. His job, which he formally took over June 16 last year, was one for a super-man. It doesn’t get any easier, but Johnson still loves it. “Taking the job was exactly like a man mounting the guillotine on a bet that the ax wouldn’t work,” he has said. Today, after the most spectacular and revolutionary year in American industrial history, the task of assaying Mr. Johnson and NRA still is confusing. Amid the bellowings of industry, the, complaints from labor, the shrill shrieks of consumers and some small business men—plus Mr. Johnson's lusty efforts to outshout all concerned, it becomes rather difficult to separate the wheat from the chaff and the poison ivy. General Johnson, that hard-boiled, but quite human roaring evangelist of recovery, has made plenty of mistakes. (Perhaps no man ever had the chance to make as many.) But realistic critics of Mr. Johnson come surprisingly near agreement that no other man could have done that NRA job better —or as well. Nor, when they say another man should take it over now, can they select the fellow who would be an

obvious improvement. General Johnson long ago described NRA as a field of controversy and compromise. It is—and that’s why hardly any one is completely satisfied with it. All the intensified pressures of the world’s most firmly entrenched industrial system have been brought to bear on the doughty general. Pressure from the most powerful industries, from a revived and more militant labor movement, from hundreds of small and often greedy businesses. tt tt tt AFTER a year in which Mr. Johnson has got down to brass tacks with the nation’s industrial leaders one after another, it is plain enough that industry dominates the NRA show. General Johnson has made industry, which must always powerfully influence government in any such system as ours, concede certain increases in employment and purchasing power in exchange for manifest and manifold rewards. Industry is pretty well satisfied. Outstanding labor leaders say that labor has gained at least as much through General Johnson and NRA as any weak labor movement could reasonably expect. Now take a look at Johnson. His most important enemies concede him a rugged honesty and devotion to NIRA aims despite all false starts, over-ambitious hopes and retreats. He is a tremendous success as a promoter, possessed of unconquerable zeal, drive and enthusiasm. His mind is fast and facile.

—The DAILY WASHINGTON MERRY-GO-ROUND By Drew Pearson and Robert S. Alien

WASHINGTON, June 16.—Most of the news printed about the steel strike has pictured the union leaders as pretty difficult fellows to deal with. But in the private opinion of General Johnson, their bosses are a lot worse. Johnson has offered compromise after compromise to the steel barons, only to have his offerings knocked down like nine-pins. The first Johnson proposal was for establishment of an arbitration board similar to that set up to handle the automobile labor problem. This board consists of one representative from labor, one from employers and one an impartial chairman named by the President. But the steel barons turned thumbs down. Such a board, they said, was too radical. Then to demonstrate their desire to co-operate, they made a counter-proposal. This was establishment of a board of five, two representatives of employers, one from the A. F. of L. union, one from the company union and an impartial chairman. . In practice this meant a certain vote of three to two against organized labor. Johnson thanked the barons for their “magnanimous cooperation” and vetoed the deal. But the barons refused to be discouraged. They brought forward another plan. This time it was a board of three, an impartial chairman, one representative of employers, one to be elected by all the steel workers.

In actual practice, of course, this meant that the latter would be a company union man. The operators knew this. Johnson knew it. So again he turned thumbs down. The tug-of-war from then on was a bitter uphill struggle for NRA chief. Argue and plead as he would, the steel barons grimly refused to budge an inch toward allowing a representative of the A. F. of L. steel union on the proposed arbitration body. Faced by unyielding obduracy Johnson finally proposed a board of three: An impartial chairman, an employer, and a union man, but none to have any connection with the steel industry. To this the steel barons finally assented. They had virtually won their point. tt tt tt SENATOR GEORGE NORRIS knows just how this amendment to abolish the electoral college came to be defeated. He withholds the names. But this is the story: The day the issue was to be voted on a well-known senator came to him. “George,” he said, “I’m for your proposition. I think it is a most desirable reform, and I want to vote for it. But my colleague is against you. I don’t want to embarrass him, so I ... ” “I understand,” Norris said. An hour later the colleague came to him, remarked: “Senator, I’m in a quandary. I’m for your amendment, but my colleague is not. He is up for reelection, as you know. I don’t want to put him in a hot spot, so I’ll have to be against you.” The amendment was lost by a two-vote margin. , tt a a THERE is one young RFC official who in the opinion of Chairman Jesse Jones has a bright future before him. Jesse’s opinion is based on the following incident: The young man was on a recent fishing trip and neither he nor Jesse had much luck. But just as they were about to quit in disgust, Jesse landed a fair-sized fish. He was jubilantly displaying his catch, when his youthful companion hauled in a fish twice as large. After they had returned to camp, Jesse asked his subordinate: “Which of us got the bigger fish, do you think?” “Why, you did, of course, Mr. Chairman.” Relating the episode, Jesse, laughingly observed: “There is a smart young man. 11l have €o

Immediately he developed a remarkable gift for spectacular speech and exalted invective. tt a FIFTY-TWO years old now, he is square - jawed, broadmouthed, red-faced and stocky. His features give the impression of being scrambled, but many women think he is handsome. He dresses carefully, wears clothes negligently. Tireder than he once was—for he really does work until after midnight oftener than not —he remains direct, forceful, usually friendly, racy, salty and hard-voiced. Granted that he would rather run around Robin Hoodi barn than really crack down on any industry and precipitate an NRA court test and that codification of 500 industries has shown him to be such a master compromiser that many folks have been exasperated. Mr. Johnston’s chief weakness—according to associates —arises from the same quality as his greatest strength. He think best in enormous terms. He can go strong on a national scale, operate the World war draft and dynamize the war industries board—as he did—and put over the industrial organization of a nation of 125,000,000. But Johnson’s heart is not in an administrative job. Faced with writing and administering hundreds of codes, faced by a forest of details on which decisions must be based, he is impatient of details and often flounders among them. Again, General Johnson trans-

find some way of raising his salary.” tt tt tt PRESIDENT ROOSEVELT has passed the word to senate Democratic leaders that they must be sure to authorize a campaign fund investigation for this year’s primaries and elections before adjourning. . . . Two such measures are One by Senator Borah and one by Missouri’s Senator Bennett Clark. . . . The President favors the latter because it permits inquiries before primaries have been held. . . . Ohio’s bald little Senator Simeon Fess was whip-cracking at Idaho’s Borah: “Did you ever see a dream walking?” Borah: “No, but I’ve been listening to a dream talking.” . . . Farmers aren’t the only drought sufferers. . . . City workers in the stricken area, whose occupations are dependent on agriculture, have also been badly hit, so much so that the President has added $50,000,000 to his drought relief appropriation to keep them. Henry Fletcher, new Republican national chairman, is an accomplished Spanish linguist. He served many years as a diplomat in Latin-American countries. Political Washington has its eyes fixed on the Home Loan Bank board, or more exactly on Walter Newton, one of its members. . . . One of Hoover’s White House secretaries, Newton was appointed to the board by F. D. R. after the retiring Republican President had asked him, as a personal favor, to take care of Newton. . . . The latter’s term expires July 21, and speculation is hot as to whether he will be renamed. . . . The best bet is that he will. . . Pennsylvania’s Representative Thomas C. Cochran is a coffee connoisseur, personally tests and brews all he consumes, will drink no other kind. (Copyright. 1934. by United Feature Syndicate, Inc.)

FREE RIDE TO PARK PLANNED FOR MOTHERS Legion Men Supply Cars for War Mother’s Ceremony. In an effort to get every war mother in Marion county to attend the dedication tomorrow of the memorial park given them on White river south of the Veterans’ hospital, the American Legion has arranged free transportation for them. Clay Gullion will be chairman of the legionnaires’ car committee. Cars will report for the mothers at the English at 1:30 Sunday. Legionnaires wishing to volunteer cars call Mr. Gullion at Humboldt 1133, as may mothers unable to reach the Lincoln tomorrow.

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lates intellectual disagreements with him into personal terms. He often assumes those who don’t agree with him are simply so-and-so’s. His conception of industrial organization would bring employers into one vast group, workers into another composed of industrial # unions. His success in getting the two groups to agree among, themselves and then with each other has been spectacular, but the fruition of his hopes would take years. In fact, by rushing through codes as rapidly as possible, General Johnson has tried to do in a year—without any factual, scientific, pertinent information at hand—a job which

SUMMER SCHOOL TO START AT CATHEDRAL Brother Bonaventure to Direct High School Session. Summer school’will begin at Cathedral High school on Monday and will end Aug. 2. Brother Bonaventure, C. S.'C., a member of the faculty during the last six years, will direct the summer work. English 2, 4 and 6, and a course in business English will be offered. In mathematics, algebra and geometry will be taught, and in history, general history and advanced social science. Courses in Latin, 2,3. and 4, and in chemistry also are offered. For eighth grade boys, classes in general mathematics and in general English are offered. Classes in other subjects will be taught upon request. MASONS’ CARILLON SET Bell Concert at Scottish Rite Cathedral Tomorrow. A bell concert will be presented on the Arthur Baxter carillon at the Scottish Rite cathedral, North and Meridian streets, at 7 p. m. tomorrow. Old favorites and hymns will feature the program which will include such well known songs as “The Song of the Volga Boatman,” “Mighty Lak a Rose,” and “Love’s Old Sweet Song.” AIR SERMONS BOOKED The Rev. Pfleider to Conduct Fed-eration-Radio Services. The Rev. F. A. Pfleider, pastor of Sutherland Presbyterian church, will conduct the church federation’s morning devotional period over WKBF at 7 each morning next week. His general topic will be “Our Modem Living.” The junior choir of his church will appear with Mr. Pfleider Tuesday.

SIDE GLANCES By George Clark

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properly required five times as long. tt tt tt UNDER General Johnson and President Roosevelt—they’re loyally devoted to each other—the country has jumped from cutthroat competition, sweatshops and starvation wages, child labor, laissez faire and relative chaos into —something else. No one can tell to what extent NRA aided business improvement in its first year. But nearly 3,000,000 persons were put to work again, total industrial pay rolls have increased and latest charts indicate that increase in the average worker’s income is beginning

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INDIANAPOLIS will have the opportunity next season to see the pageant, “Romance of a People,” which has played to nearly a million people in Chicago, New York, Detroit, Cleveland and Philadelphia.

Word has been received by this department from New York that Indianapolis will be included in*a nation-wide tour of this great Jewish pageant. The pageant first was produced outdoors xn Chicago last year and drew thousands of people. A group of noted dramatics, writers, composers and stage technicians have been working for two months on a revised version which eliminates the need of carrying a staff of several hundred people and twelve carloads of scenery and equipment. This will enable the pageant to be presented in any normal sized theater. Meyer W. Weisgal, general manager of the pageant, states that the decision to present “The Romance of a People” in a stage version was reached after a thor-ough-going survey of the field. “Since the pageant was started last fall,” Mr. Weisgal states, “we have received virtually hundreds of requests to stage it in various cities. “In order to meet these demands we have prepared an entirely new version of the monster pageant that thrilled hundreds of thousands and broke all theatrical records by grossing $900,000 in fifty performances in five cities. “This new version cuts the cost of production by one-fourth, makes unnecessary the carrying of a staff of several hundred actors, stage directors, musicians, artists, property managers aixd other people.

to approach that in the cost of living. Meanwhile, General Johnson, whom few had ever heard of a year ago, has become one of the big figures in American history. He won’t stay out the second year, but he charges into it as if he had no thought of quitting. He thinks when heavy industries and construction pick up there’ll be a new burst of added employment, thanks to NRA. Codification is virtually over and General Johnson wants to clean up remaining codes in short order. He feels he can now turn his whole organization loose on administration and compliance.

“Yet the revised version now nearing completion sacrifices none of the inspiring and impressive effects which made the pageant the sensation of the year. “All of the mass effects are retained, new music has been written and individual acting is emphasized.” it tt tt TJETTY JUNE MILLER, 11-year-Oid daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Frank L. Miller of 1415 West Thirty-second street, will appear tomorrow at the Kimball theater in Chicago. She will dance the national Mexican heel and toe dance. She has made many apappearance in Indianapolis. tt tt TANE JOHNSON BURROUGHS ** will present her voice pupils in two recitals at Roberts Park church. The first will be given Friday, June 22, and the seconld on Wednesday, June 27. The following students will sing June 22: Dorothy Jones, Olive Mon tel, Freda Brooks, Joe Ragains, Hubert Marshall. Shelbyville; Lorene Mitchell Trison of Winfall, Grace Yates, James Gilbreath, Florence McEowen, Fred Martin, Maxine Moore, Helen Louise Titus, William Kendall, Ruth Wagener, Mrs. Joseph Sahakian, Marjorie Purvis, Betty Keske, Mrs. Eugene Van Sickle, Helen Shepherd Sedwick of Martinsville, Dolly Buchanan, Esta Buchanan, Jo Ellen Burroughs, Betty Sanders. Also on Wednesday, June 27, the following will sing: Thelma Harris Thompson, Mrs. W. H. Day, Minnie Alice Kelly of Greenwood, Virginia Van Arman, Marjorie Payne Breden, Imogene Goebel of Shelbyville, Merldean Kurtz, Marjorie Byrum, Helen Dirks, Mrs. L. M. Holtz of Sheibyville, Lena Carson, Mrs. Claude Breeden, Edythe Hatch of Shelbyville, Mrs. George Hoagland, Ina Cornell Kahlie, Beulah Bailey, Charles Carson, Margaret Cornell, Delmer Huppert, Margaret Ellen Ehlers, Alma Jean Ehlers, Betty Hocker, Mary Suzan Siger, Betty Starr. The Methodist Hospital Music Guild chorus will sing two numbers. Mrs. Burroughs is the director and Fanetta Hitz Brady, accompanist.

24 INDIANAPOLIS BOYS ATTEND CAMP GRIDLEY Public Invited to Witness Bi-Weekly Dress Parade. Twenty-four Indianapolis boys are attending Camp Gridley, Bass lake, only naval camp in Indiana, it was announced today by C. L: White, camp commander, in inviting the public to witness the camp’s bi-weekly dress parades Wednesday nights and Sunday afternoons. The twenty-four are John and Alan Traugott, Marvin and Irving Sablosky, John Weatherhead, Charles Franek, Fred Wales, Lewis Cohen, William Henry Harrison, Robert Boaz, Edwin and Robert Hendrickson, Richard Weiss, Norman Weinstein, William Lurvey, Howard Sharffin, Milton Blieden, Dick and Buddy Corriden, Marvin Farber, Ed and George Cornelius, Robert Serogin, James and George Jeffrey.

Fdir Enough MM* IBM New YORK, N. Y., June 16.—The public will not see much more of Primo Camera, not only because he was too badly damaged in his fight with Baer ever to be of much use in the ring again, but also because . Baer confirmed an old suspicion that Primo never could fight. But, in giving the gross exaggeration from Italy his discharge papers it is only fair to write in his service record that he was guilty of conspicuous bravery and grand pride in the battle in which he finally got his. He comes to the

end of his career a bankrupt, fleeced by thieves of the American underworld and picked clean by litigants and lawyers, an unfortunate stranger in a puzzling country with only his hui-ts to show for his years of striving at that which another master once described as the dirtiest game. It seems odd to praise Primo’s honor in view of his early record in the American prizefight business, which is made up almost exclusively of sham victories over decrepit old lumps and acquiescent stooges. But in his big fight he was an Italian patriot, and

though the American slugged him down he was greater then than he ever had been before, including the hour when he won the heavyweight championship from the American, Jack Sharkey. They take Primo seriously in Italy and he accepted a patriotic responsibility ;n his role of heavyweight champion, so he struggled on through torture in. contrast to the American who laid down and surrendere dto him on the excuse of a trivial push on the mouth. Sharkey fought for Sharkey in the ring, not for the U. S. A. In half a dozen years Primo has come and been and gone and things have been said of him which ought to be unsaid in justice to a man who seldom, got much better than the worst of it. His original manager, Leon See, a crafty little Frenchman, brought him to the United States a big, bewildered, innocent greenhorn and had not been ashore twenty-four hours before he established business relations with a gang of Broadway racketeers engaged in the beer and speakeasy trade. He was dramatized as an ogre and led around the country, as though by a nose-ring, to snort and stomp the boards of the ring in many cities to the terror of nominal opponents and the awe of the customers. He had jagged tusks and enormous varicose veins, as big as garden hose, which twined about his lumpy calves and heightened the monstrous appearance of a polite and not at all stupid young man. tt tt ‘Woodman, Spare That Tree * I THINK it was the solitude almost as much as the right hand punches which cut Camera down. Max, the magnificent, assumed the rights of a champion even before the bout began. He lolled about his dressing room to complete a few phone calls and let Primo wait in the ring for several minutes before he put in an appearance. Some fifty thousand folk had been poured into the bowl, but Primo sat upon his high stool like a school boy set in a comer for failure at long division. To be sure there buzzed behind him the voices of a few bearing water and sponges, but there never was the voice of a friend. And when the bout began the gaint of Venice grew more lonely as the agony increased. He might have been the tall pine in the trackless forest which falls unseen, unheard and unheeded. Out of the babel there came no single voice crying out, “Woodman spare that tree.” It is a commonplace to observe that one of the loneliest spots in all the world may be the center of a busy mart and earners was a solitary stranger in the city of dreadful night. The blows rained down upon his head. Bloody it was and bowed. But never a drop from the mercy seat came to ease the eyes of the poor gored ox. Up rose the floor, once, twice and eleven times. The walls of the universe came tumbling down as Camera tasted the slow death of the evening. He could if he would write a more vivid book than Hemingway for Camera ought to know by now the point of view of the animal marked for slaughter. Most distinctly Max was a matador. The challenger was every inch the actor. He fought a good fight and gave the worst imitation of John Barrymore ever seen on any stage. tt tt tt Just Like Joe E. Brown THE assertion that Baer was less than fit proved true. Bill Brown was right in urging a postponement. Max needs at least a qouple of seasons with a good stock company. In particular, he requires an enormous amount of coaching in facial expression. I rather think Baer must have seen Barrymore in “Dr. Jekyl and Mr. Hyde.” I have a notion that Max’ intention was something Mephistolphelean and in repose he looks like the devil. But, like all amateurs, Baer insists on doing too much with his face. He mugged continuously. After delivering a particularly crushing blow he would endeavor to taunt his victim with what I think was meant to be a sly and sardonic smile. But the result was merely the likeness of Joe E. Brown. Max will never be a finished champion until he learns that contempt is something which you do with the upper lip and not the lower jaw. And so Baer’s opening will have to be listed as a Broadway failure. He essayed Mephistopheles and merely succeeded in portraying deviled ham. And what of poor Primo. Quite obviously he was cast as Faust. He could not do it justice. He had no Marguerite. (Copyright, 1934. by Unite and Feature Syndicate, Inc.)

Today s Science BY DAVID DIETZ

SHALLOW arms of the Arctic ocean once extended far southward into both North America and Asia. That was 500.000,000 years ago, according to experts of the Smithsonian institution who have reconstructed the map of that ancient world from the distribution of fossils found in the rock layers. The Smithsonian scientists have found fossils of Arctic ocean animals in North America and Asia. They conclude that where the fossils are now, the ocean must have once been. And so they conclude that narrow bays of the Arctic must have extended once as far south as*New Mexico in the west and Georgia in the east. In Asia, they believe that the Arctic extended down into central Siberia, Korea and central China. In America, they believe that mountains or high plateaus prevented these arms of the Arctic ocean from flowing into either the Atlantic or the Pacific. The dominant creature of the oceans 500,000,000 years ago was the nautiloid or cephalopod, a mollusk whose nearest living relative is the chambered nautilus. The cephalopod was a creature with tentacles like the octopus. It lived in a shell. As it grew larger, it secreted anew chamber on to the end of its old shell and moved out into it. The present-day chambered nautilus is small, but ancient nautiloids sometimes reached lengths of ten feet. a a a THE appearance of the ancient cephalopod seems to have been closer to that of the squid or octopus than to any other living animal, the Smithsonian scientists say. They believe that it was a free swimmer and dominated the shallow seas in which it lived. The row of chambers composing the shell were of course hollow and helped the animal keep afloat. Throughout the entire row of chambers, scientists have discovered a small shell tube. Some scientists think that this made a sort of natural submarine of the cephalopod and that it could rise or sink by permitting water to enter this tube. A monograph on the cephalopods of Manchuria has been prepared for the Smithsonian Institution by Dr. Riuji Endo, a professor of Mukden college. “The largest of the Manchurian creatures was perhaps a little more than a foot long,” he says. “A few extended their champers in the form of coils, approaching the practice of the present nautilus.”

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