Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 14 October 1936 — Page 13

agabonc FROM INDIANA

By ERNIE PYLE

POCATELLO, Idaho, Oct. 14.—I wish that every state historical society in America would send a delegation to Montana.' They might also invite a few writers of history textbooks to go along. And if they would

then practice what they learn, I'll bet that 20 years from now we Americans would know a lot more about American history. No one questions that history is fascinating. But

it is usually dished up in such indigestible fashion, that only a few ever wade through it. Montana has the key. It makes its history a thing of joy, instead of a stodgy sermon. Every so often along the highways (maybe 20 miles apart, sometimes 50 miles) you'll see a neat little sign saying “Historical Point ~—1000 feet.” So you coast along, and pull over to. wide graveled area, and there is a large handsome sign- .. board. And on this board the hisforical message is painted in upper and lower case print, in black letters a couple of inches high. The message is not only easy to read, but ‘it says something. For instance here is one a few miles east of Shelby, Mont.:

“The OILY BOID GETS THE WOIM!”

“A narrow-gauge railroad track nicknamed the ‘Turkey Track’ used to connect Great Falls, Mont., and Lethbridge, Alta. When the main line of the Great Northern crossed it in 1891, Shelby Junction came into existence. The hills and plains around here were cow country. The Junction bscame an oasis where parched cowpunchers cauterized their tonsils with 40-rod and grew plumb irresponsible and exuberant. .

Mr. Pyle

: n n n - Homesteading Begins

“YN 19% the dry landers began homesteading, they built fences and plowed under the native grass. The days of open range were gone. Shelby quit her swaggering frontier ways and became concrete sidewalk and sewer-system conscious.

“Dry land farming didn’t turn out to be such a profitable endeavor, but in 1922 geologists discovered that this country had an ace in the hole. Oil was struck between ‘here and the Canadian border, and they all lived happy ever after.” And here is the way other states do it: “This monument marks the spot where Joe Dokes first ,crassed this pass in. 1834. Erected in grateful memory by the Sons and Daughters of the Pioneers of Idabo on June 10, 1922.”

: Asks Signs Removal

NE grave fellow got up in the Malta Lions Club one evening and introduced a resolution asking the State Highway Department to tear all Montana’s signs down, and replace them with something “dignified” and in good English. Unfortunately, the Lions didn’t string him to a tree, but they did shout him down. ' And speaking of signs, there is one at a fence corner on a back road several miles east of Crawford, Neb. It says:

“NOTICE—Hunt & Fish all you d— please. When

the bell rings, come to dinner. B. G. Pinney.”

Mrs Roosevelt's Day

BY ELEANOR ROOSEVELT

. I” ANSAS CITY, Mo. Tuesday—We made rather A. late stops yesterday at Syracuse and Garden City, which made me feel that I had moved from Kansas ‘to New York State in séme miraculous ‘way. “Our last stop was at 9:10 p. m. at Dodge City, Kansas. I always feel that these evening stops must be very unsatisfactory for those who turn out to see the President, but apparently the -lights playing on the back platform of our train illuminate it sufficiently for the crowd to see all those who stand there.

~At these stops some people always try to-reach up to shake hands with the President, and it seems too bad that all can’t do it. But the time is so short and the crowd so great that, even with the best will in the world, it would be impossible.

I get a great deal of amusement out of the little boys and girls who chase the train at every station. ‘They keep up as long as the train is going slowly and then stop and wave to us. One little fellow remarked ‘the other day: a horse.” I am always a little anxious about them, too, for one day I saw one fairly big child fall down and the crowd surged on so fast I was afraid he would be-trampled.

Today at Emporia we had an amusing time with Mr. William Allen White. He was a good sport enough to come down to the train to meet the President and I think the crowd enjoyed very much seeing together twa men who can be friendly enemies for a part of every four years. * I have seen a number of women who are working for our party or who have worked for it in the past, and I talked with them on many subjects. They all agree that never before do they remember so. much interest in public affairs. Campaign trains always give me a little feeling of a bustling factory because so many people are busily engaged in turning out ideas to meet different situations as they arise. If you sit in the President's car and see the streams of people coming in to visit him, you realize that an idea factory is at work. You hear him ask the inevitable questions: “How . are things in your state? - Did the drought do much harm? What are you people counting on to help you in recovery?” Then you see him pick up everybody's ideas, discard some and mould some into his own speeches. From these contacts the American people can get a picture of the President's thinking, his character and his plans for the future. And then when you listen to all of the President's spéeches, you sharpen your critical faculties by asking yourself whether this is informing successfully the people of the nation.

~ Daily New Books T=, continent of America is the hero of this # "A book,” says Stuart Chase of his new book, RICH LAND POOR LAND (Whittlesey House; $2). Ours is the richest land on earth. Its great forests, its deep rivers, and its wide plains, have given us their wealth and we have wasted it. Finally nature has turned on us; rich soil is wearing out, virgin forests no longer protect grassy plains from drought, and the stripping of this natural protection has laid barren huge areas of our country. The problem of returning poor land to its former richness is the prime necessity of our generation and many to come, says

. the author. ; . Mr. Chase's book is full of arresting photographs, d startling figures. He says we

. Interesting charts, an “cannot sit as did the Nebraska farmer and “count ‘the Kansas farms as they blow past.” There must be an abandonment of waste; a planning of resources; and. a revitalizing of our continent so that . we can give back to it some part of the abundance ~ “we have taken away. As always, Stuart Chase has written a thoughtprovoking book, a most readable - “which will be w * only a ruthless

suggests ¢ a Rich Land.

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and nothing more. Walter and VERMONT

to most of us means maple syrup, Cal-

. embroidered... . skirt falling a

“Next time you come, I'll sure get me:

econd Section

WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 14, 1936

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Entered as Second-Class Matter at Postoffice, Indianapolis, Ind.

WHO IS" THIS MRS. SIMPSON?

(Third of a Series.)

BY LAURA LOU BROOKMAN NEA Service Staff Correspondent

ALTIMORE, Md., Oct. 14.—He was'a handsome young lieutenant. She was a vivacious society “deb.” They met one night beneath Florida moonlight—a night when war-time excitement was in the air. She smiled and he noticed how blue her eyes were and that her lips were full and alluring. She looked away quickly,

not unaware that, in his aviator’s uniform,

he was a dashing figure. : “Shall we dance?” the young lieutenant asked, and, as they moved away, older on-lookers commented on how well their steps matched in the

fox trot.

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Thus Wallis Warfield—today the famous Mrs.

Ernest Simpson of London—met Lieut. Earl Winfield Spencer Jr., son of Mr. and Mrs. Earl Winfield Spencer of Highland Park, Chicago. It was in Pensacola, Fla., and the year was 1816. The blue-eyed Wallis had come: to Florida to visit her cousin, Mrs. Henry Musteyn, whose husband was at the naval reserve. Lieut. Spencer was in the

Ernest Simpson oo i04i0n about together a good deal.

naval service, too—an instructor at.the Pensacola school. Wallis met other young officers, but

Quite naturally the four went

found time, most often, to accept Lieut. Spencer’s: invitatiofis. Thus, on a hot and dusty afternoon weeks later, a young man in the olive drab of a U. S. cavalryman paused in the shade of a mesquite bush in the Mexican desert, mopped his brow and ‘opened a letter he

had just received. The letter, written by Wallis Warfield, told Carter G. Osburn, sweetheart of her Balimore schooldays, that Lieut. Earl Spencer had asked her to marry him and she had ac-

cepted.

Osburn, who was serving with the U. S. rorces m the expedition against Pancho Villa, tells about it now: : “It was about as hot a day as I've ever known—116 in the shade. A courier who had gone for the mail handed me that letter and, of course, I recognized Wallis’ writing. I opened the letter, read it. Under the circumstances anything would have been a blow. I can’t recall, after all these years, just how much it added to my discomfort.” ” ” ”

HE engagement was announced by Wallis Warfield’s mother, Mrs. John*Freeman Rasin, Sept. 16, 1916, and a Balitmore newspaper chronicled the event as “an engagement of unusual interest to society.”

The ceremony took place at Christ Protestant Episcopal Church, Nov. 8, 1916, at 6:30 p. m. The bride came down the aisle on the arm of her uncle, S. Davies Warfield. She wore a gown of - white panne velvet, made with a court train, the bodice elaborately pearls and the. over. a petticoat “of old family lace. After the ceremony there was a. reception at the Stafford Hotel.. Later Lieut. Spencer -and his bride set off for a honeymoon at White Sulphur Springs and Atlantic City. It must have been, for a time, at least, a happy marriage. The Spencers remained at Pensacola that winter, and the next year went to California, where Lieut. Spencer was sent to establish a naval flying school. Those were exciting days, with the United States formally declaring a state of warfare and joining the Allies against Germany; with young men enrolling for service, swarming to camps and training schools; with bands playing, flags flying and parades marching; with Liberty Loan and Red Cross Roll Calls; with women volunteering to: knit sweaters, roll bandages and pack “comfort kits.”

: a. 0» ALTIMORE friends heard

less and less of Mrs. \Earl Spencer in the next few years.

Relatives in Baltimore - say the trouble between the Spencers arose because the lieutenant had “a temper.” However this may be, they did not get the information from Wallis who has never been one to air domestic affairs. It was not until 1925 that an open rift came. Then, at Warrenton, Va. in compliance with the Virginia law requiring persons seeking ‘a divorce to have lived within the state for one year: Wallis Spencer established legal residence.

In July, 1927, the hill of complaint was filed, including depositions of several witnesses to show that, on June 19, 1922, Spencer deserted his wife and had contributed nothing to her support thereafter. An uncontested divorce was granted on these grounds.

Wallis Warfield Spencer continued to live in Virginia, at Warren Green Hall, in" Warrenton. Reports of her affairs, until July, 1928, are hazy, but two facts are clear. She made a trip abroad with her aunt, Mrs. D. Buchanan Merryman of Washington, and she became acquainted .with' Mr. and Mrs. Ernest Simpson of New York. : ¥ It was the former Mary Kirk, of Baltimore, by this time Mrs.

Jacques Raffray. .of New . York, | 7g H who. introduced - Wallis to tHe" |

Simpsons.. The same Mary Kirk who had gone to. Arundel school with Wallis, who had made her debut the same night, and who had been a bridesmaid at Wallis’ marriage to Lieutenant Spencer. Ernest Simpson, son of Mr. and Mrs. Ernest L. Simpson, of 59 West 86th-st, New York, was employed by the ship-chartering : firm of Simpson, . Spine and Young. His wife was the former Dorothea Parsons Dechert, a great

granddaughter of the former Chief

Justice of Massachusetts. The Simpsons’ marriage was destined to be short-lived. Business affairs took Ernest Simpson to London where, first as an attorney and then as a partner, he represented the ship-chartering firm of which today he and his father are sole controllers. =

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ALLIS SPENCER, in London with her aunt, met Ernest Simpson again. He was an ideal companion for .dinner engagements and trips to the theater. Simpson is handsome—“far

Prairie Internationalist’ Relates Colorful Tale of Oriental History

A TARE INTERNATIONALIST,” who left the state of Carrie Nation and “Sockless Jerry” Simpson to see: the “backward foreigners” described to him as a Kansas schoolboy, has written a colorful eye-witness story of the most exciting: incidents in recent oriental history. x Miles W. Vaughn quickly “unlearned” the history taught nim in school as he began covering the world for the United Press.

In his book, “Covering the Far

‘East,” just published by Covici-

Friede, the present New York news manager of the United Press tells how far he wandered from the narrow nationalism and self-satis-faction with which the United States viewed the world when ‘he was a youth.

From the race riots of East St. Louis and a revolution in South America, Mr. Vaughn went, as an objective reporter, to cover the

| treachery of the Chinese revolution

and watch the development of the

series of Jananese crises.

" = » E lived with the Chinese and Japanese as one of them. During a Pekin crisis he was almost ostracized by the European colony

for associating with natives on aj : Ashin i

basis of DP.

E explains the mysteries of Oriental diplomacy, highlights the vivid personalities of Emperor Hirohito, Chiang Kai-shek, Chang Tso-lin, General Sadao Araki and other makers of history. He writes of the “shocking. open dishonesty of the foreign business men and

{adventures in China,” of the pomp

and circumstance of a Japanese emperor's enthronement, of Geisha girls and human bombs, and of the failure of peace efforts which had international repercussions, “Nothing,” he says “is so depressing as to see a war of aggression thrust upon an unwilling people; nothing so utterly sickening as the sight and feel of a whole nation forced int6 an insane lust for blood ‘and conquest, whipped into a wave, of satanic mass histeria that leads to destruction.”

" definite plans in the air.

A rare photograph of Mrs. Simpson shown ‘wearing a huge _ cartwheel hat in the halcyon days that preceded her divorce.

handsomer that King Edward VIII,” says a Bdltimorean who has

. met them both. Simpson today is

38 years old. As a Harvard undergraduate, in 1918, he had enlisted in the British Coldstream Guards and six months later received a second lieutenant’s commission. Afterward he returned to Harvard and was graduated. ‘Some of those evenings in London must have been romantic. Ernest Simpson, though he had made up his mind to live permanently in: England, evidently had nothing but admiration for the American divorcee, Wallis Spencer. By the time she returned to America, there seem to have been At any rate, in June, 1928, she sailed again for Europe, this time alone. On July 28, she and Simpson were married in Lendon. It was, in ‘contrast to that earlier bridal day in Baltimore, the quietest sort of wedding. But.. presently Ernest Simpson found that his new wife was & distinct social success. There were little dinner parties in ‘the modestly furnished London flat. Business friends at first. Soon the circle grew. Wallis Warfield Simpson, with her smart clothes and Southern accent, was exactly the type that has always. made good in London society. i” ” 2

28 to “first nights” and “clubs. The Simpsons met Michael Arlen and Noel Coward. The Simpsons met other = writers, artists, actors and actresses. And if Mrs. Simpson outshone her

husband at these Bohemian gatherings, wasn't: that the American

way? £ sive Ernest may have been tired after the hard day at the office, a bit bored, but he was always on hand. Wallis was never tired. Wallis began to buy her gowns from Schiaparelli. the Bryanston Square apartment and she had it decorated by a . fashionable Paris firm. Swiftly, surely the young Simpsons made the climb in London society, leaping barriers that usually are unscalable: How. Wallis Warfield = Spencer Simpson must have enjoyed thesé triumphs. She wouldn't have been human if . she hadn't enjoyed them.. But there was more—far more—t{o come! NEXT: How. Mr. and Mrs. Ernest Simpson met King Edward VIII, then the Prince of Wales.

Simpsons began to-go. os, Jk

Ernest rented

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Divorce Ending War Romance, Stage Is Set for Fondon Success

An exclusivé picture of the one-time Baltimore debutante in the

role of the richly furred confidante of King Edward VIIL

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The former Wallis Warfield is shown here as a war bride at th

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{ime of her marriage to Lieut. Ernest Winfield Spencer. ]

"POLITICS AS SULLIVAN SEES IT

BY MARK SULLIVAN "ASHINGTON, Oct. 14.—~Republican Vice Presidential Candidate Frank Knox is giving two days of campaigning to the upper South, Virginia and North Carolina. One wonders if the Republicans have information leading them to think they have a chance there. In the 1920 campaign, Mr. Harding as the Republican presidential candidate surprised observers by making a trip into Tennessee, which, up to that time had been a solid unit in the Democratic solid South. Democrats jeered at Harding's foray. Even Republicans and neutral observers felt that probably Mr. Harding was merely doing an amiable courtesy to some old Tennessee friend or other. Yet when the results were counted, Harding and the Republicans had Tennessee

in the bag. : 5 ie _~ If, this year, the Republicans have

any chance in Virginia or North

Carolina, it must rest on conditions known to the Republican inner

circle: but not known to observers. |

The Literary Digest poll, up: to the most recent compilation, has not given any figures for either of the two states. - But the practically universal assumption has been that the solid South is in this election as solid: as in any preceding one. : 2 8 8 F anything unusual is under way in that territory, it has not come toc the attention of observers whc

make it their business not to miss.

any Possibly Candidate Knox’s present trip may have no purpose beyond encouraging the permanent Republican organization in the state he visits, and perhaps stimulating Republican chances of electing one or two. . To Sccemplish that in Virginia would not be extraordinary. .

sense of deep disquiet about the New Deal. If all the South is going: for Mr. Roosevelt, it is doing so with deep misgiving. Because Virginia has an electorate which is relative-

1y small and relatively high in quality, it may be the ferment expresses

IS | jiself there earlier and with greater - | seriousness than it has yet attained «in other Southern states.

. Every voter in. Virginia knows that the two Democratic Senators from that state, Messrs. Glass and Byrd are two of the ablest men in American public life. And’ every voter in Virginia knows that both these Senators are deeply disturbed about the absorption of the Democratic Party by the New Deal. Possibly it would take only a little organization and drive to cause a good

. Yet the fact is there is something | In8

exceptional in the South. It is a

A Woman's Viewpoint---Mrs. Walter Ferguson

JHE president genéral of the Daughters of the |: ‘William

American Revolution, Mrs. is touring the

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country in the interest of “Amer-

A. Becker,

The lives of the people on the “dther ‘side the track” in their own towns is a 00

‘| ‘peward him, certainly with a dime

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Our Town

R fear df incurring the wrath of those readers less interested in my childhood than I am, I have abstained for severaZ weeks from all mention of the subject. But today, if only to wind it up, I must report on

one Ahlrich Ahlders, who used to run a toy shop on S. Meridian-st, between McCarthy and Ray= sts, when I was a little boy. Mr. Ahlders seemed eminently fitted both by nae

ture and disposition to play his part in a boy's world. He was a bearded, gnome-like German with a delightful way of pulling his skull-cap down over his ears. But what endeared him even more to us kids was his smile and charming way of rubbing his hands together when he learned that his penny sales had contributed to a boy's pleasure. Mr. Ahlders always pleased us kids because of his uncanny way of anticipating our pleasures. Long before spring arrived, he was ready with an assortment of marbles and agates, the like of which, especially the cats-eyes, couldn't have b2en picked by anybody but Mr. Ahlders. : When we tired of marbles, he was ready with jacke stones and comic valenties. came the spinning of tops and the flying of kites, By this time it was pretty close to the Fourth of July and it was always part of Mr. Ahlder’s plan to apprise us kids of the fact without the aid of a calendar. And so it was with Halloween and Christmas, too. Mr. Ahlders didn’t cater much to littie girls but he didn’t neglect them altogether, for I remember that he had three jars on his shelves which lured them in. The jars contained sticky things like lollipops, licorice sticks and cinnamon drops which, for some reason, appealed to little girls of my day.

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Boys Provided Trade

N the whole, however, Mr. Ahlders’ trade depended on the boys and, what's more, mostly on the boys of Public School No. 6, then under the autocratic but beneficient rule of Mary Colgan. oy Among these boys was Spike Murphy. That wasn’t his real name, or anything like it, but it’s the best I can do today, for reasons you shall presently see for yourself. ° Spike was a poor kid and not very lucky as a rule, but one day on his way to school it was his good for= tune to pick up a purse containing a $2 bill. That shows how long ago it was.

Mr. Scherrer

everything in sight and had almost accomplished his purpose when Mr. Ahlders got suspicious. Where= upon Spike broke down and told about finding the money. id Ahlders, IT remember, took - Spike aside and | outlined a plan whereby everything would come out all right with, maybe, Spike on top. The plan, as near as I can remember was to take enough money out of the $2 to pay for three successive “found” ads in the paper, which, at the most, would come to 30 cents. That would leave $1.70 in the pot. !

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Spike to Get Reward

F the loser didn’t turn up at the end of three days, 1 Spike was to have the $1.70. On the other hand, if he did turn up Spike would still be ahead, because human nature being what. it is, said Mr. Ahlders, the loser -would be. so. pleased .with Spike that. he would and maybe” as

puch as a quarter.

F%5ell, as hard luck would have it, the loser saw

the ad right away and turned up at the toy shop the next morning to claim his money. He identified himself all right but was so mad to discover that 30 cents was missing that he called Spike and Mr, Ahlders a pair of thieves. With the result, of course, that Spike lost out on a reward.

Spike was never the same after that. He was so

| |” morose and suspicious of everybody that his teachers

‘couldn’t do a thing with him, not even Mary Colgan. . He dropped out of school in the 7-B and stuck around town for a while, after which he struck out for the West. F A couple of years ago he was sent up for life for killing a man who tried to skin him on a horse deal. At any rate, that’s what I. heard while prowling around the old neighborhood the other day.

Hoosier Yesterdays : OCTOBER 14 3 URING the decades preceding and following the Revolutionary: War, Indiana, Kentucky and Ohio were the last great battlegrounds between the Indians and the land-hungry settlers. Pushed gradually westward by the relentless tramp of civilization, the Indians banded together, stretch ing a battle line across the states. y The Miamis, Mingoes, Wyandots, Delawares, Shaw= nees, Munsees, Pottawattomies, Kickapoos, Weas and - Piankeshaws were among the tribes that lived in what is now Indiana. : Before the white men destroyed their civilization and humbled their braves, the Indians devoted most of their lives to war and the chase. They practiced the weird mummery of sorcery and witchcraft and belived in nature worship. : When a storm broke over a forest and the limbs bent in the winds, the Indians believed a god was battling the trees. They thought it was the frost king who came every year and touched with fingers of death all that was not sturdy enough to fight back. A great Indian settlement was Kekionga on the site of Fort Wayne. The Wea Indians believed the home of their ancestors was Ouiatanon, an Indiana settlement. Many Indians lived on the plains of territory near what is now Lafayette. Today, scarcely a trace of the old civilization ree mains. Occasionally, a farmer plowing his fields digs into an Indian burial mound and uncovers trinkets of braves long since in the “happy hunting ground.”—By T. C. : :

Watch Your Health

BY DR. MORRIS FISHBEIN > Editor, Amer, Medical Assn. Journal : LECTRIC shock is becoming more to be guarded E against as a cause of death because of the wide= spread use of electricity. When a person has been shocked by electricity, death may occur instantaneously due to paralysis of the brain centers controlling the action of the heart as well as to over-excitation of the heart muscle. : . Sometimes death results from burning. the person who has been shocked by electricity falls -and dies from resultant injuries. To avoid electric shocks in the home, certain s

After which, .of course, :

Spike hurried to ‘the toy shop prepared to buy