Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 21 October 1937 — Page 21

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From Indiana — Ernie Pyle

Idaho Snake Too Much for Visitor; Hallucination of Lynch Violence Terrorizes Wanderer on Desert.

K ETCHUM, Ida., Oct. 21.—Before I started climbing any mountains around here, I asked about snakes. And people assured me there were no snakes in these parts. It was too high for them. But when I started out to climb Bald Mountain I found that it was necessary to wade a rocky little river along the foot of the mountain. So I looked around for a rock to sit on while taking off my shoes and socks. I saw one four feet away, and as I took one step toward it there went a big green snake slither-slither right around the recck. Always when I see a snake I jump backward, and an idiot scream comes from somewhere way down in my neck. I stood in that one spot for 10 minutes. turning around and around

to see that the rocks around me |

were all clear, before I had nerve enough to wade the river oe go on with my mountain climbing. in Pte Back in town that evening I told people about the snake. And they said oh, they meant no poisonous snakes! As if that made any difference. I'm not afraid of being bitten by a snake. I'm afraid of seeing a snake, We had a lot of excitement in our hotel the other nicht. Some fellow from out of the state showed up all in a flutter, and said a mob was after him. He wasn’t drunk, and he talked in a fine manner. but he must have been having hallucinations for he was scared to death. He had the clerk pull down the blinds, and then he called the local deputy sheriff, and then he called the county sheriff at Hailey, 12 miles away, and it seemed as though the sheriff got here in about five

minutes,

Sheriffs Can't Soothe Him

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Fun

But the sheriff and the deputy were both in civilian |

clothes, of course, and our haunted fellow wouldn't

believe they were sheriffs.

He thought they were |

the visible part of the invisible mob, and wouldnt |

talk to them, the clerk his wrist a call to Boise, 175 miles away

So then, being out of money, he gave | watch to guarantee payment of

We all sat there in the lobby and eavesdropped | while he was shouting over the phone, and some of |

us couldn't help hut snicker. The fellow heard us, and stood up and said: “Please don't laugh, folks, this is a matter of life and death to me.” We all felt a little ashamed.

He told the Boise sheriff to send reinforcements

at once, that a lynch mob was forming and there was no time to lose. Then he wrote a farewell note and gave it to the clerk. Pretty soon the Boise cheriff called back, and the clerk told him not to mind. that ne thought we had the mob under

control

Finally the fellow did put his faith in the sheriff |

who was present, and at his own request they went down to Hailey to jail, where he would be safe. But things here happen and pass on into the soft-

ness of our dreamy days so that we all just gave |

a passing “oh” of interest a few days later when we heard the fellow had slashed his throat in jail Human beings are cruel to one another.

My Diary By Mrs. Eleanor Roosevelt Questions Value of Opinions Held

By Writers Lacking Consistency.

YRACUSE, N. Y., Wednesday—I wonder if it is S wise for us to read anyone's writings too much? No matter how able those who write may be. they seem occasionally to find it difficult to be consistent. This tends to give me, as a reader, the feeling that we are all of us swayed so much by our momentary impulses and interests that what we write at any time cannot be taken too seriously. I am talking now as a reader and I don’t question but that it would be possible to make the same criticism of me as a writer. I shall probably be swayed by the fact that I am more a painter of pictures and a reporter of unimportant events. The writers of whom I am speaking, from my standpoint as a reader, are those who interpret events and influence the public through their own expressions of opinion. The following quotation is what thoughts: “One thing is certain: to call names. The country is less interested at the moment about who is to blame than about what is to be done. - If the feeling of hatred and hostility, of exaggerated lack of confidence on both sides were diminished, that, of itself, would ease the crisis.” I am in full and complete agreement, but I can hardly realize that the person who wrote these words is the same person whom I, as a reader, have been following for many months. I devoutiy hope, however, that many other readers will agree with this present statement,

Envies Shut-in on Rainy Day

We seem to be in for a three-day rainstorm. It is not often that I envy people who argsick in bed, but when I was visiting a tousin yesterday afternoon, laid up with an attack of hronchitis, I could not help but be a little envious of the pleasant comfort of the room and the fact that there was no necessity for her to go out into our autumn storm. Last night, for the second time I visited Newark, N. J, in a rainstorm. I attended a dinner given

by the Women’s Trade Union League of New Jersey. |

Secretary Perkins drove back with us after dinner and we left her at the Pennsylvania Station to take the midnight back to Washington. walked into our apartment it was 12:45. Up this morning and breakfasted at 8 o'clock and caught a

inspired these | This is no time

When we |

The Indianapolis Times

THURSDAY, OCTOBER 21, 1937

A Birthday Party Makes Life Safer

By WATSON DAVIS

Science Service Writer

NEVER before did men fight a disease plague with such planned scientitic determination. Never have two score disease fighters, good, careful scientists, all of them, banded together so closely and yet so independently to learn all they could about a human ill—and perhaps to conquer it. Never has a birthday done so much to make safer the lives of the little children of years to come. It is Jan. 30, 1935. Music, dancing, gay young couples and distinguished men and women—it is a ball to honor the President of the United States on his birthday—but more important a rally to fight a plague. Franklin

D. Roosevelt has known and overcome infantile paralysis. No better birthday present to him couid be imagined than provision of support for the fight upon infantile paralysis. So after the ball was over, there was a war chest—not just funds for the careful nursing and reconditioning of bent bodies back to health, not just support for the hospital at Warm Springs, Ga. and dozens of similar local human repair shops—but money for research. Dollars where pennies were lacking before—thousands of doliars and each dollar perhaps to save a life of a child yet unborn. It was $241,000—30 per cent of the President's birthday ball proceeds.

MILITANT band came into existence—a group of leading medical researchers marshaled by Dr. Paul de Kruif, bacteriologist, and steered by an advisory medical committee of Dr. George W. McCoy of the U. S. Public Health Service, chairman; Dr. Max B. Peet, University of Michigan; Dr. Donald B. Armstrong, Metropolitan Life Insurance Co. and Dr. Thomas M. Rivers, Rockefeller Institute for Medical Research. Jeremiah Milbank, philanthropist, is acting chairman of the Research Commission,

Back of “The President's Birthday Ball Commission for Infantile Paralysis Research” is the Georgia Warm Springs Foundation itself, with Mr. Roosevelt as president; Keith Morgan, Equitakle Insurance executive, vice president, and Basil O'Connor, former Roosevelt law partner, treasurer. The scientists knew that it was an infectious disease, but exactly how and why were riddles. They knew that if experimental animals could be protected, then there was a chance that the method would be safe and simple cnough to use in combating the epidemics that every year threaten our children. In fact, distinguished investigators brought forth evidence that vaccines prepared from the virus would protect experimental animals. Should they be tested on little children? That was the first great decision of the antipolio campaign. Yes, said two groups of experimenters, we are ready to immunize children. 8 = »

OLD on, said other equally reputable scientists, infantile paralysis attacks relatively few children in a given community. It would be wasteful to vaccinate all of them. And for some reason entirely mysterious the bulk of the children, even young children, naturally are.immune. Perhaps we can find some way to put our fingers upon endangered children and then immunize them if we find out how. There was an epidemic in 1935 and experimental protective vic-

Three buddies—all infantile paralysis victims.

Entered at Postoffice,

ds From President’s Ball Spur Infantile Paralysis Research

Times Photo.

President Roosevelt, guest of former Mayor Kern (left), is shown greet-

ing a young sufferer at James Whitcomb Riley Hospital for Children on his visit to Indianapolis in 1936.

cines were deemed ready for human trial by their protagonists. Two sorts were used extensively One, the Park-Brodie vaccine, was given field trials in epidemic areas with the financial support of the President's Birthday Ball Research Commission. The vaccines did not do what was expected of them; they did not protect. Here was “negative knowledge.” Scientists, goed scientists, are quick to drop even pet projects when seemingly good ideas, careful work and high hopes are proved wrong. Inside a year research decks were cleared for new researci. Grantees of the Commission, checking the original work, were unable to support the claim that formalinized vaccine protected monkeys or produced immunity in their blood. And the unvaccinated children of the 1935 North Carolina epidemic produced virusneutralizing substances about as fast as the vaccinated. Does that mean there is no hope of immunizing against infantile paralysis? Not necessarily. Dr. Sidney D. Kramer of Long Island Medical College, for instance, has a treatment that makes monkeys, normally 100 per cent susceptible to the disease, immune. Half to three-quarters of those treated are protected. It is a simple, spraying of the nose with a mixture of a pituitrin extract, ephedrine and adrenaline. And he is working also with a vaccine, an ingenious mixture of virulent virus with a serum that holds the paralyzing, fatal activity of the virus in check. These may be the solution. Tests will tell. “ & & EANTIME, other research has produced a temporary but seemingly experimentally effective preventive nose spray that protects by chemical means. Nose and throat specialists now are spraying noses with a chemical, zinc sulphate solution, to blockade the path of the submicroscopic marauders through the nerves of smell to the spinal cord and brain where they produce paralysis and sometimes death. Immunization attempts had failed, both the earlier treatment with so-called immune blood serum anc the later vaccines made from the virus. Probably

one of the troubles was that the infantile paralysis virus lives in and destroys nerve tissue. It can not be reached through the blood. On two sides of the continent, quite independently, two investigators—Dr. Charles Armstrong, U. 8S. Public Health Service, Washington, and Dr. EW. Schultz, Stanford University—hit upon the same idea. Would a simple, safe chemical applied to these nerves of smell protect the monkey or child against the disease? It did, in monkeys. Both found that alum or tannic acid would do the trick. Then both—and working independently still— found picric acid was even better. Dr. Armstrong and Dr. W. T. Harrison used the picric acid spray in the human epidemic in Alabama, Mississippi and Tennessee in the summer of 1936. And last winter and autumn Dr, Schultz searching for a chemical, better, giving longer protection and, if possible, less irritating, discovered that weak solutions of zinc sulphate sprayed in monkeys’ noses conferred almost 100 per cent protection against overwhelming inoculations of otherwise fatal infantile paralysis virus. And the protection lasted one or two months, not just a few days. o = n

ERE seemed to be positive protection, much more positive experimental protection than achieved with any vaccine, serum, or chemical, against any disease— with the possible exception of 606 against rabbit syphilis—in the knowledge of Dr. Kruif. The experience resulting from the use of Dr. Armstrong’s picric acid-alum preventive used in the South's 1936 epidemic was encouraging. There was evidence that mass sprayings by mothers and fathers, certainly not skilful or positively protecting, nevertheless caused an apparent decrease in the cases occurring. With a more effective chemical and with more knowledge of how the spray should he applied, there is hope that the preventive treatments are saving many more children this year. One thing is certain from research by Dr. Peet ana his associates at the University of Michigan. The spray

A WOMAN'S VIEW

must be applied by experts so that it reaches high in the nose so as to block the nerves of smell. It is no job for an amateur or an ordinary nasal atomizer. So temporary, epidemic protection against the dread polio may have been achieved. The tests are not vet complete, but the prospects are good for success. A year or two should tell. Meanwhile the fight goes on, un=abated. There are so many ques= tions still unanswered. The Schick test is used upon thousands of children annually to tell whether they need to be protected against diphtheria or whether nature has already done it. A similar test in the case of infantile paralysis is the goal of one of the many researches supported by the President's Commis= sion. As a first step toward this objective, Dr. Joseph Stokes Jr., University of Pennsylvania, is hard at work at the chemical “purification” of the virus. That is, he is freeing it from nerve tissue of monkeys which at present is the only source from which experimenters can obtain it. The presence of the monkey nerve tissue would obscure any skin test that might be attempted on children. Pure virus promises to be the first step toward a susceptibility test. ” ” ”

NOTHER problem is just why children are susceptible. Dr. W. L. Aycock, Harvard, a grantee from the same fund, has boldly questioned whether the so-called immunity of the blood, long a test used medically, really had anything to do with human resistance to this plague. Evidence has accumulated in the last two or three years that the disease’s virus lives and propagates in the nerve tis=sues, not affecting the blood. Glands may be a vital factor in protection. Dr. Aycock found that castrated monkeys, with their sex, pituitary and other glands upset, have thinner mucous membranes of their noses, making them easier to infect. Gland preparations may aid protection in both monkeys and men. A little cloud on the research horizon arises because there seem to be several kinds of infantile paralysis virus. Th? epidemics of 1934-5-6 in California were of a

milder disease than those in the East and Europe. But scientists suspect that it is also mere contagious, more easily passed from Victim to victim. This is suggested in experiments by Drs. John Paul and James D. Trask, Yale Univer= sity Medical School.

This is alarming, but what is even more worrisome is that this virus can be passed from one monkey to another simply by injecting it into the skin. Should this hold, too, for human beings, with new viruses in future epidemics, what then would become of the hopeful protection by spraying chemical solutions into noses? It would help greatly if the virus could be grown outside the animal body the way visible germs are cultivated. Now the only source of the virus is the nerve tissue of dying monkeys. Already Dr. Peter Olitsky at the Rockefeller Institute has propagated the dangerous agent in the nerve tissue of human embryos. With financial support of the Commission, two other research groups, those of Dr. Karl FP. Meyer, University of California Medical School, and Dr. Paul Clark, University of Wisconsin Medical School, also are tackling this problem.

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HE virus may prove to be a chemical and not a living germ, or some strange bridge between the two, such as other viruses seem to be, Such fighting against this disease must be continued for the sake of humanity. And the fight is only beginning. To medicine's progress, the present campaign points a method that can be applied to research upon other diseases, such as cancer, syphilis or the blood pressure diseases. Planning boards could be set up to serve, inform and coordinate medical research workers in these fields just as the Infantile Paralysis Research Commission has drawn together, without invasion of individual dnitiative and enterprise, nearly all infantile paralysis to be formed shortly.

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Our Town

By Anton Scherrer

'Thundah Dog’ Story Exemplifies Old Adage About Inspecting Gifts; Here Is How Chronicler Tells It.

NE Saturday during the Little Lord Fauntleroy period, father gave me a quarter, and told me to get fixed up at George Knox's Bates House barber shop. As luck would have it, I got there early enough to get into Lon Davison’s chair (No.

1), which, of course, brought me near enough to hear everything Mr. Knox had to say. Strangely enough, however, Mr. Knox wasn't talking. He was listening intently to the tail-end of a customer’s story. Apparently, it had something to do with dogs, because when the customer had finished, I distinctly remember Mr. Knox saying: “Speakin’ of dogs, did you evah see a thundah dog? “I owned a monstrous fine one fo’ or five yeahs ago—a Gordian settah. Given me by a gen''man I nevah see before. Came into the shop, dog at his heels, an’ on my makin’ a remark concernin’ the fine p’ints of the animal, paid two prices for his shave, and said the dog’s your'n. Said the dog's name was Carlo, too. I hain’t seen that man sence. “Well, I got a gun at the pawnbrokah’s an’ starte ed out with Carlo. He was a fine dog—wide awake, ears and tails up—wuth $50, if he was wuth a cent. “There wasn't a cloud in the sky, and I thought it sin'g’lar that it should thundah on sich a day. 1 looked round for Carlo, an’ see a bundle of white an’ livah colared spots disappeah in the distance. When I got home, I hed some defugelty in pullin’ him from undah the bed,

He Takes Out Again

“Sometime aftah that, I took him out again for a little prommynade. Went out ovah that old National Road bridge. You know how the ol’ thing rattles, Two hoss team come in at one end—Carlo shoots outen the other like a chunk of putty from a blow gun. Found him in the cellah when I got home. “Few days aftah that, feelin’ low-spirited, I took Carlo with me agin. Stopped in Mike's to git a little tansy bittahs. Was a sweezin’ the yvarb agin the side of the tumblah with my spoon when a terrific clap of thundah suddenly broke loose. A crash of glass followed. Great snakes and June bugs, says I. The bahkeepah had disappea’d struck down in the midst of his usefulness, an’ takin’ all the decantahs an’ most of the display glassware with him. “The bahkeepah had came up from the wreck, an’ Carlo shot from behind the counter out of the door into the street. “Right then and there, I knew I had to do some= thin’ about myself an’ that dog. I figgered like a lightnin’ calculator. ‘Is that dog yourn, Mike,’ says I, finishin’ the beverage, an’ replacin’ the spoon. “Hell, no,’ says Mike, ‘if he was I'd give him to you’,”

Mr, Scherrer

Jane Jordan—

Wife's Unconfessed Love for Doctor Called Holdover of Infantile Ideal.

WOMAN unhappily married writes she has fallen in love with her physician, The moment she saw him she realized that he corresponded to her secret ideal of a man. She has told him all of her trouble with her husband and he has helped her to make the best of it. She even has told him of

her great love for another man, but he does not know that he is the man. Although his manner is impersonal, she fancies his eyes say, “I wish I could but I can't afford to.” The young doctor has been married two years and has an upright reputation. This woman feels that a carefully guarded love affair with the doctor would do no one any harm. She

| feels it would take a big load off her chest just to

go to him and confess her overwhelming love for him, She does not want her lengthy letter published but asks me to restate her problem and advise her.

Answer—The trouble is that you aren't the only love-starved woman who has fallen in love with the doctor, Any personable physician with a conscientious attitude toward his patients has dozens of unhappy women fall in love with him during the course of his practice. Your experience is not unique at all, but is shared by many other women whose love life leaves something to be desired. Now suppose that on the day you elect to tell your doctor of your love, several other women have the same idea. How will the female sex look to the doce tor? No matter how kindly he may feel toward his patients or how much he may desire to be helpful, it is obvious he can’t love all of them. Besides we ase

sume that he has married the woman he loves, and would not wish to upset her even though he feit a passing attraction for one of his patients. Any attractive man in public life knows what it is to have women fall in love with him. I've had letters from women who fancied they were in love with radio ‘announcers. The fan mail of movie stars shows the tremendous yearning fdr romance to which the female

Jasper—By Frank Owen By Mrs. Walter Ferguson - | FHE stir of world events presses | R ? _} \1/ YA”

hard upon us these days. |

sex is prey. Orchestra leaders, musicians, beauticians, writers, lecturers, any men within reach of the public eye, are apt to have a flock of feminine adorers, but the doctor is, perhaps, the most frequent choice bee cause women have the chance to confide in him. Most women, I am afraid, cherish rather an ine fantile ideal of a lover. Their dearest wish is to be taken care of by a strict but tender male. Love by its very nature implies some degree of submis sion to another. The patient is obliged to submit to the doctor's orders if she hopes to get well. The doctor is obliged to put his orders kindly if he hopes to keep his practice. The set-up corresponds to the woman's infantile ideal and she falls in love. But consider the poor doctor! What a dilemma for him! Many doctors are obliged to protect themselves by having a nurse in constant attendance in their offices, Some develop a gruff and abrupt manner in selfdefense. The doctor cannot afford to make a single 57100a the smiles Jes Jow on 1s misstep or his professional reputation would be damea 6 S Sowa with | : aged. Try to put yourself in the doctor's shoes and Si onal fiiere is anaemia | ih ; Tube i: ANE | ORDAN family unity, a gathering together % , a of the scattered forces that make domestic existence the only reality. The men come in hungry, their eyes alight at the coziness which pushes | away the outside blackness. The women, wrinkling brows over plans for new draperies, bring added | zest to their housekeeping. Chil- | dren cluster around the table with | | their schoolbooks. Something strong | land sweet and beautiful stirs! | through the house.

| For these little hours we have] peace. We taste deep contentment, |

Side Glances—By Clark

9 o'clock train for Erie, Pa., where I am speaking to- | Abroad we hear the mutterings |

night. . ‘ |: de ARR eget IF : of Mars; at home we seethe | |[ucama Public Library Presents— REE al Es {over labor troubles, traffic deaths, | [ x A a 1 | 8 | sex crimes. How pleasant it is Jor | the individual to be able to sink | into the peace of the commonplace, and how thankful we ought to be | that we actually live on simple lit- | tle things. | Whatever happens, we have another flaming October crying its jubilee. The leaves are slowly turn- | ing from green to gold. It's time for woodfires, for hot tea, for waffles and a bridge game. The sun sinks swiftly in a red | sky, and the smoke lies low on the !

HETHER you are the proverbially harassed parent confronted with the necessity of helping Johnny with his home-work or just an ordinary mortal who flunked math straight through school and now finds himself lost in a maze of daily expense accounts and income tax blanks, Samuel B. Scott in ALGEBRA FOR PARENTS (Magee Press), claims he can teach you in 21 short chapters how to solve your problems and Johnny's, too. The method is simple. Can you count one, two, three, four, and so on? If so you have leaped the first hurdle. Then, after a few explanatory remarks on multiplication, addition, division and the language of algeora, Mr. Scott has you ready to plunge through simple equations, simultaneous equations, the binomial theorem (shades of many sleepless nights in college) and even trigonometry, with the greatest of ease. But says he in conclusion, lest you feel too sure of yourself, “Practice is as necessary in mathematics as it is in Jaw or medicine, but when the principles are thoroughly understood . and an intelligent comprehension of the unitary character of algebra is gained, an instrument is secured which will never be lost, and which will make possible the explanation of the subject to younger minds.”

Put your preblems in a letter to Jane Jordan, who will answer your questions in this column daily,

Walter O'Keefe —

BS iicaL candidates, to aid their campaign, are using moving pictures to show how they did this and that, This, coupled up with F, D. R. and Alf Landon on the radio, shows that politics is definitely in show business. The political publicity of the future will be like the trailers in your neighborhood movies, which announce “Ceming Attractions.” Coming soon! Franklin D. Roosevelt, star of stage,

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rp HE first hundred years in the lives of Galesburg, Ill, and Knox College are told in THEY BROKE THE PRAIRIE by Ernest Elmo Calkins (Scribner). | which is won ly ti i | Here is a picture of life a hundred years ago in an | ; Prov is won only through simple | obscure Western settlement. We may learn something $0 STOLE ; Without the clangor goes on The | screen and radio N oe He ho i oy fe yoy oy or : world is mad, and a multitude of Copr. 1937 by United Feature Syndicate, Irie. : You wept with him in the Wages and Hours Bill, a Christian college was part of the ie movement evils menace, but millions of us : — You thrilled with him in the Guffey Coal Bill hi h 8 ttled Se p Mi ie bs i val vem have the happiness of our common- You tolerated him in the Supreme Court case. w ie ey . hs ner o ssissipp alley. The place existence, the same age-old But wait until you see him in his latest production, rugg Je of this /n with its environment is a page delights that have kept men sane a four-star mystery in slow motion entitled “How to rom the history of civilization, through ages far madder than ours. + Balange the Budget.” v >

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