Indianapolis Times, Volume 47, Number 36, Indianapolis, Marion County, 22 April 1935 — Page 7

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Government Interests Girls Today College Students Eager to Shape Future of Nations. By HELEN WELSHIMER NEA Service Stiff Writer IT IS a healthy, forward sign that girls in our colleges are coming to a realization that they, as well as their male contemporaries, must take out a stake in the future. Educators are announcing that both boys and girls are studying economics and the

political sciences with increasing personal interest. Students, realizing that they will be defin itely drawn into the conflagrations and economic upheavals of nations, are using college as a place of pre pa r ation and understanding, not as a prelude to adulthood.

Helen Welshimor

Students, girls as well as boys, are looking down the future. They are not visualizing a happy road to Rome as their parents and grandparents did. They have changed their viewpoint. They are demanding the privilege of saying what will happen in this world in which they must live and work. Campuses were the scenes of antiwar demonstrations last week. Youth was not trying to make a spectacle of itself and win page 1 publicity. It doesn't want war, it doesn't want to sacrifice its talents and abilities, its chance for love and success and happiness for the opportunity of wearing a uniform and knocking down men like nine- j pins, with a dash of blood and gen- , eral human dishevelment to make i it war. Youth today is not afraid to band j together to proclaim its beliefs and j intentions. Play Pictures Youth’s Plight In perfect harmony with this collegiate trend, there is a current theatrical production, “Flowers of -.the Forest,” by John van Druten, in which Katharine Cornell, first lady of the American theater, and an able cast demonstrate youth’s hatred and reasons for hatred of war. Two boys march out to Flanders. Neither one comes back. One goes j hating war and its brutal massacre j of life and vision. He isn’t afraid j to fight. But he stands with that; campus army of today which has a j great idealism. At first, the second ! boy who is a poet, believes that j there is gallantry in battle. He, too, j has idealism though it is the an- j tithesis of the first lad’s. But when life becomes mud spattered, blood I cluttered, dismantled he decides that there is only sordidness anywhere, in life or death. Living, as well as dying, is useless, he proclaims. Men and women of 20 years ago j picked up broken skeins and went i on with their weaving. It was ’ ard to do when there was so tercst in the finisheand Richard Newton-Clare, the . oung poet of the drama, played by Hugh Williams, brings no idealism when he comes home on furlough. He wants no sons to carry on his name. He would save them from a fate such as his. Not until he is dying does he come again to a belief in ; love and beauty and nobility. Walking Backward Toward War The world trembles today with the echo of marching feet. Armed neutrality walks backward to war. Walks backward, so the boys and girls beyond the campus refuse to bear guns, drop bombs, sink ships. The two English lads of the play live again in the actions and reactions of the boys of today who might have been their sons—had they wanted sons. A little poem came from the last war. We quoted it profusely and felt idealistic and reborn. "Flanders’ Fields,” it was called. It represented a fallen army throwing its torch to the living. “If ye break faith with us who die, we shall not sleep.” the poet sang. So the war went on. But it didn't bring peace. Merely a suspension of fighting. Not until the whole world attains that mental adulthood. that maturity of purpose which college students today are seeking, will there be a final fulfillment of the message of peace which | angels sang early one morning j above a town called Bethlehem. (Copyright. 1935. NEA Service. Inc.l Officers Installed Alpha Chi Omega Sorority of Butler University has installed Miss Dorothy Day. president; Miss Janet Chapman, vice president; Miss ( Mary Jean Clark, treasurer; Miss j Constance Pearce, recording secretary; Miss Thelma Roller, corresponding secretary; Miss Ruth Hickman, warden; Miss Caroline Hawekotte. chaplain; Miss Charlene Richardson and Miss Mildred Cross, co-chairman of rush, and Miss Doris Fillingham, out-of-town rush captain.

Daily Recipe SCALLOPED OYSTERS 1 pt . oysters and liquor 2 cups cracker crumbs 1-1 cup melted butter Salt and pepper Cayenne 1 IS cups irradiated evaporated milk (about) Pour melted butter over cracker crumbs. Place layer of oysters In buttered, shallow baking dish. Season with salt and pepper. Cover with half of the cracker crumbs. Repeat so there will be two layers of oysters and crackers It is better not to have more than two layers. Add enough undiluted milk to barely cover. Bake in a hot oven, 400 degress. about 25 minutes. Cheee? crackers may be used Instead of plain crackers.

Air Stewardess

BEGIN HERE TODAY Irene Grflner gives up nursing nd turns to the crer of air stewardess to forget her troubles Disappointed in a love affair, she determines to play the game of love as men like to play It—flirt and forget. Barney O'Sullivan, one of the pilots, teases her about being hard-boiled and calls her •'hard-hearted Hannah." After palying a set of tennis with him in the hangar one day. Irene is amazed when he impudently glsses her She protest*, but admits to herself that it Is the most thrilling kiss she ever had However, she decides that Barney won't get away with it again. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER FIFTEEN “'T'HE top of the momin’ to you, X Hannah!” Barney O'Sullivan cried. His eyes were the bluest blue she had ever seen, while his audacious grin would have won a response from a wooden Indian, Irene decided, smiling back at him. “Still hard-hearted?” he queried. “I certainly am.” “Gee, that’s too bad. Well have to see what I can do about it.” Irene felt more at ease with him than she had with any other pilot. “Better not let it bother you,” she advised. “I'm afraid there's nothing that can be done.” He was standing close beside her, watching a mechanic go over his plane. “Is that a challenge?” he demanded. His impudence, like his sense of humor, seemed to create its own response. Irene, who was not ordinarily flippant, heard herself answering saucily, “Maybe!” But when he leaned closer, oblivious of onlookers, she cried in dismay, “You know I didn't mean that. I was only fooling.” “Well, don’t fool with me,” he warned, “or I may have to show you.” He was just daredevil enough to try it, Irene reflected. She’d better go a little more slowly with that young man. Just because she had been too flustrated to object to his first embrace in the hangar at Burbank was no reason he could repeat it. But he was probably like all the rest. Give him the slightest encouragement and he would think she was his for the asking. “Show me, will you? Well, Mr. Barney O'Sullivan, this is one time you’re going to be disappointed,” the air hostess thought, on their way to San Diego. She stayed away from the cockpit and busied herself in the cabin until his buzzer called her. Since he was in command of the ship, she was compelled to answer it, although she doubted the necessity for the summons. And she was right. Barney. grinning, engagingly, shouted, “How do you feel now?” “Same as ever, thanks.” The co-pilot, that same frecklefaced youth, who always reminded her of her brother, said innocently, "What’s the matter, Irene? Aren’t you feeling well?” “Perfectly! That’s just Barney’s idea of being funny.” “Nothing funny about it," Barney insisted. “If he knew what I know.” “He will if you keep talking long enough,” Irene reprimanded him. Barney gave her a reproachful glance. “Go on back where you belong,” he ordered. She resented this, but as she sat in the rear of the plane she found, herself remembering with amazing clarity the kiss he had given her over a jveek ago. That he would try it again was certain. But when, where, and under what circumstances was undetermined. In any case this time she would be ready for him, and was he going to be surprised? a a a THE girl, imagining that future spirited encounter, smiled in anticipation of it. Whatever his

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OUT of the glorious middle ages, when many cities of Europe became independent governments, only one city remains today to flourish a flag all its own. And even that city, Danzig, is a free city only by virtue of the Treaty of Versailles and Poland's demand for a port on the Baltic. Danzig first was recognized as a free city in 1772, although it was virtually so long before that. It was annexed to Prussia in 1793, became free again for a short time under Napoleon, went back to Prussia in 1814, and remained under German

rule until after the World War. But Danzig’s stamps show that it still is German predominantly, for all are issued in the German language.

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(CoDvrigh:. 1935. NEA Service. Inc.) OFFICERS SEATED BY WHITE SHRINE Indianapolis Shrine, Order of White Shrine of Jerusalem, held installation services recently in Castle Hall. The installing officers were Mrs. Ethel B. Wess, past supreme worthy high priestess. Chicago; Mrs. Maudeline Marshall, worthy chaplain; Mrs. Harriet Kiefer, worthy herald; Mrs. Claudia K. Erther, worthy scribe, and Mrs. Bessie Bratton, organist. Officers for 1935-1936 are Mrs. Carrie Lee Jones, Frederick E. Hansing, Mrs. Katherine Armbruster, Mrs. Mabel Teague. Miss M. Belle Cope. Mrs. Ruby Willoughby, Mrs. Aileen Money. Mrs. Christabel Carey. Mrs. Millie Gilmore, the Rev. Walter L. King, Elmer Kiefer, John E. Clinton, William H. Faust. Mrs. Vera Ginn, Mrs. Charlotte Gallon, Mrs. Ethel M. Manley, Mrs. Bessie Wikoff, Mrs. Alice J. Pennicke, Mrs. Maud Corbin and Mrs. Jessie Craig.

By VIDA HURST

Copyriffßt. 1935. By Register-Tribune Syndicate

line of attack, she would be on her guan.l. He called to her as she was leaving the plane at San Diego. “Hey, Hannah! Wait a minute.” When, ignoring this, she continued on her way, he ran after her. “Why didn’t you stop? Didn't you hear me calling you?” “I don't have to obey your orders when I’m not on the plane,” she reminded him. “And my name is not Hannah.” “But I’m the only one who knows that. The rest of them really believe you are a hard-hearted gal. I’m sure you wouldn’t want me to tell them otherwise.” Irene looked at him, but his face was completely serious. “You’re the silliest person,” she began. “But even so, you’d rather I’d keep our secret?” “It isn’t a secret,” she denied. “What I mean is, it’s idiotic to act as if what happened the day we played tennis had any significance.” They had paused outside the station door. “Hadn’t it?” Barney asked quietly. In spite of all her preparedness, Irene’s checks flushed. “Certainly not.” The pilot said briefly, “You’re lying. It had,” and walked inside, leaving her feeling absolutely baffled. It was humiliating to realize that all he had to do was look at her with those disturbingly blue eyes of his to melt all her good resolutions. That he understood the power of his kisses, Irene never doubted. It was, of course, his long and varied experience, which made him so accomplished. But the next time .... That is to say, when he tried to kiss her again, it was going to be different. Her opportunity came sooner than she had expected. That very night Barney asked her to go to a movie with him. Sitting beside her in the darkened theater, he reached for her hand and, as before, the gesture was so natural that it would have seemed affected to object. With her hand resting quietly in his, Irene told herself that after all they were really comrades working together. They had so much in common, it might be possible for them to develop a real friendship. If Barney wouldn’t spoil it by getting too romantic. ... If he would be satisfied just to hold her hand! So she said nothing and he said nothing. Both kept their gaze fastened on the screen. “Swell picture, wasn't it?” he asked on their way out. “Yes, wasn’t it?” she answered enthusisatically. Barney laughed. “Personally, I’ve no idea what it was all about.” She said reprovingly; "You ought to be ashamed to admit it,” but the truth was she had no idea herself. She had been too busy planning her next defense when the enemy, made bolder by her apparent surrender, should make his next advance. a a a THEY stopped in a drug store for ice cream sodas. Then Barney took her back to the hotel and said good-night, leaving her uncertain whether tb be pleased or annoyed. Irene stood in the center of her room for a long time thinking. “That’s funny! He didn’t even try to kiss me.” This idea was not conducive to sleep. To have an expected attack fail to materialize is something of a shock. Not that she wanted him to try it again. She told herself she would have been grateful if he realized that she wasn’t going to stand for any more nonsense. But after her incomprehensible conduct in Los Angeles that day and letting him hold her hand again at the movie tonight, he had probably decided she was too easily won to be interesting. Her cheeks burned as she recalled her own docility. She hadn’t even attempted to free her hand. It had remained a willing prisoner, soft and warm in his clasp. They had sat there for two hours holding hands like lovers, which they certainly were not. She was in love with another man. Not that it did her any good, but a girl couldn't be as madly in love as she had been with Bart and get over it all at once—and why hadn’t Barney kissed her? Wasn't she as attractive tonight as she had been the day they played tennis? Suddenly it occurred to her that she had thought of nothing but Barney all day. How flattered he would feel if he suspected it! She began to undress then with a kind of furious haste. “It doesn’t matter one way or the other,” she thought. “Only I had hoped he would try it again so I could show him.” The next morning a heavy fog covered the coast like a wet, white blanket. Irene went to the airport to be met with the news that they couldn’t go up. Barney, who was scheduled to take the plane back to San Francisco, was smoking one cigaret after another, gazing from the window with obvious impatience. Finally, he turned to the air hostess. “Let’s go outside.” he suggested Together they walked into the thick mist which in five minutes time completely concealed them. “It’s like pea soup,” Barney complained. “And it may last for hours." They had come upon a parked car belonging to one of the pilots and he opened the door, motioning her inside. \ With that strange capacity she had for taking his orders Irene obeyed, and he took his place be-

A Day’s Menu Breakfast — Chilled tomato juice, cooked whole wheat cereal, cream, crisp toast, milk, coffee. Luncheon — Surprise baked potatoes, shredded new cabbage, molasses cookies, tea. Dinner — Barley soup, dandelion greens with hard cooked egg garnish, steamed cherry-cup puddings with sugar and cream, milk, coffee.

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side her, put an arm about her shoulders, and gave her a long, slow kiss. In spite of all the thought she had wasted on the subject, she was utterly unable to resist him. She remained in his arms as if hypnotized until Barney released her of his own accord. (To Be Continued.)

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Groups Will Co-Operate in Meeting Indiana Audubon Society to Hold Annual Session May 3 and 4. Butler University, the Nature Study Club of Indiana and the Indianapolis Council of Garden Olubs

| will co-operate with the Indiana Audubon Society at its thlrty- : seventh annual meeting May 3 and 4 at Butler. In addition to lectures, ( the delegations will visit Stephen Foster Memorial Hall, take bird hikes and a garden tour. Speakers on May 3 will include Dr. James W. Putnam, president of Butler; Dr. Stanley Coulter, past president of the Indiana Audubon Society; S. E. Perkins 111, Frank C. Evans, Ora C. Pierson, president of the Indian Nature Study Club; Mrs. W. D. Hamer, president of the Indianapolis Council, and Dr. Lawrence E. Hicks, Columbus, O. Leaders of the bird hikes on May 4 will be Mr. Perkins, Mrs. A. P.

! Thomas, Sidney Esten and Mrs. Ralph Bidgood. Mrs. A. E. Metskger will lead the garden tour to gardens and estates and will go to Red Bud Hill, North Crows Nest. Mrs. Hamer’s estate, for breakfast. Warren F. Eaton. New York, president of the American Hawk and Owl Society, will speak at the meeting at Butler. Other speakers will be Mrs. Etta S. Wilson, Detroit; Dr. L. A. Test, Lafayette; Norman Maier and Mrs. Metskger. Officers of the society are Dr. Earl Brooks, No’blesville, president; Dr. Test, first vice president; Dr. O. B. Christy, Muncie, second vice president; Mrs. J. E._ Fredrick, Kokomo, third vice president, and Miss Margaret R. Knox, secretary-treasurer.

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