Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 19 October 1938 — Page 11

“From Indiana =Ernie Pyle

Ernie Finds Real Meeting a Fish Face-to-Face in Florida's Unusual Marine Studios.

ARINELAND, Fla., Oct. 19.—Did you _ ever have a fish with a face like a cow swim right up within two inches of your nose and then just stand there and stare at you? : If you haven’t, you should try it some time. It’s equivalent to a four-year college course in biology. : } Here at a place called Marine Studios you can look through portholes into big tanks, and see all kinds of ocean fish swimming around under water. A good many of them will swim up to you and stare at you like that, . without ever cracking a smile. This Marine Studios is something absolutely new in Florida. It was opened only last June. The thing is really big-time. It cost half a million dollars, and has mil-

lionaires and scientists behind it. The vice president and resident general manager is Ilia Tolstoy, the famous Russian scientist and explorer. There are 85 people on the

Mr. Pyle payroll. : * Marine Studios is, to be specific, an aquarium for ocean fish. There are two tanks, one round and one

rectangular, and either of them is the biggest aquarium tank ever built.

The tanks are open on top, but such a nautical palace has been built around their walls that the whole thing, streamlined and cream-colored, gives the effect of a Caribbean cruise ship up on the beach. . Marine Studios sit along Coast Highway 140, some 18 miles south of St. Augustine. It is called Studios because the tanks are designed for taking under-water movies of marine life. Either tank is twice as big as any ever built in Hollywood. They have already made a couple of shorts in color, which haven’t been released yet. There are several “decks” to the place. You can stand at the railing on top, and look down at the surface of the water. You can go down to “B Deck” and look at the fish some six feet under water through big glass ports. ‘ Or you can go down still another deck, and look at the bottom of the “ocean floor.” Altogether, there are 200 ports to look through. It costs a dollar apiece to. get in. This seems to me pretty high; not that what you see isn’t worth a dollar, but that dollars are so scarce. However, the effect is like this: We stopped for just a few minutes, as we were rushed for time. But we wound up by staying an hour and a half. : The best time to get there is at 11 a. m. or 4 p. m, as that is feeding time. Guides explain everything to you over loud-speakers. A sailor with a bucket of fish comes to the rail and rings a dinner bell. When they first started, the bell scared all the fish to the other side of the tank. But they soon got onto it, and now they all come rushing right: over.

But a Porpoise, Ernie, Is No Fish

The two porpoises will leap six feet out of water to take fish from the keeper's hand. And even the big old turtles will waddle their heads out of the water for a fish. : They say the porpoises are the only-two in captivity. They certainly don’t seem to mind. They cut and twist, leap sideways out of the water, altogether conduct themselves like a swimming champ showing off. The studios have made the porpoise their official emblem. It is indeed a miraculous fish. There are thousands of fish in the tanks. The Studios have a special boat out netting for more all the time. They even have a few small sharks. The big question in my mind was how they could keep all these fish in there together without some of them eating the others. The answer is that they don’t

know yet iemselves. “Some of the fish DO eat the |

others. Already the grounds surrounding Marine Studios are beautifully landscaped with palms and paths and attractive outbuildings. Later there will be a restaurant and recreation hall, and thatched cabanas out on the beach. ; This winter’s Florida visitors will undoubtedly give them a big run. As I say, a dollar is a lot of money." But I'd rather pay a dollar to see a fish swim than to see a horse run. Say, there's an idea. Fish races, with mutuel betting. Grab it, Marine Studios!

My Diary

By Mrs. Eleanor Roosevelt

She's Pleased That the Government Recognizes Good Art Work Done.

HICAGO, Tuesday.—An item in the newspaper here this morning about the Treasury art project touched a responsive chord, for I have become deeply interested in the development of our American artists during the past few years. I feel the Government took a distinct step forward in demonstrating the interest it now feels in the fine arts when, on Oct. 16 of this year, the Secretary of the Treasury, in recognition of good work done during the past four years by the section of painting and sculpture, announced that this will-become a permanent activity of the Treasury and will be known as the section of fine arts. Every person interested in development of our own American art must rejoice in this sign of Government recognition. : ‘Yesterday afternoon we had an interesting time in Charleston, Ill. First we went to see the historical park which has been created on the old farm which belonged to Thomas Lincoln and his wife, Sarah Bush Lincoln, Abraham Lincoln’s father and stepmother. The CCC boys have done most of the work of putting the grounds in order and reconstructed a split rail fence and built the log cabin. They found the site of the old root cellar and the old well, and they actually found an old cattle trough which had been in use ever since the days of Thomas Lincoln. Afterward, we visited the old churchyard in which the Lincolns are buried and then we proceeded to the CCC camp where the boys wha are doing so much of this interesting work are housed. It seemed to be a model. camp, nicely planted and well kept, and the boys looked healthy and happy. They are near enough to the town to profit by educational advantages at the college and recreational opportunities in the town.

Off to the Hairdressers

From there we went to one of the NYA resident boys projects, which has been established in a house not far from the college. These boys take advantage of classes in industrial arts and work on landscaping around the new college buildings. Besides that, they do all the work in the house in which they live, even assisting the cook. Later they will have a garden of their own. I thought they were a grand set of youngsters and was very favorably impressed by the way in which they aided in the management of the house. I was glad to find that the food costs were kept below the food costs in the CCC camp. We arrived in Chicago this morning and.I spent two hours and a half with a very interesting group of people: discussing educational problems. A few friends came to lunch and, like every other woman, I must now go and waste time at the hair-

dressers.

Bob Burns Says -

OLLYWOOD, Oct. 19.—It seems like ever since H they first started makin’ pictures, the producers have been cryin’ for new ideas. I believe if I was a scenario writer, I'd jest spend half of my time hangin’ around the courtrooms. That's the best place in the world to get new slants on tragedy, comedy and ro-

e. : air other day a young fella was tried for speedin’

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and runnin’ over a young lady. When the judge’

asked if the young lady was there to testify against the defendant the boy spoke up and says, “No—you see, I got acquainted with her and mayried her!” The judge says, “Well, you've been punished enough. If Evetvbidu-bad bo do thal, thre wouldir' be a> mish

Previewing ‘Five of a

Quins Walk Away With Acting Laurels, Critic Declares

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By Paul Harrison NEA Service Staft Writer

HOLLYWOOD, Oct. 19. —The tricky task of building a credible movie around the Dionne quin-

accomplished in “Five of a Kind.” If the story sags in spots, from the sheer weight of its complications, it is picked up again by the small Dionnes themselves, who in their third film appearance are generously shown in five much longer sequences. And this time, they talk, sing and dance. The fact is that. the 4-year-old quins not only pick up the picture, but walk away with it, right under the noses of some tough competition. The adult principals are Claire Trevor and Caesar Romero. These two are rival newspaper reporters, unscrupulous and with the arid wit movie reporters invariably have. Their part of the story is devoted to alternate cutting of each other’s throats with sharp practices. 8 ® ” ISS TREVOR and Mr. Romero inaugurate their antagonisms while covering the story of a runaway heiress. Ah adroitly directed sequence shows the—ah— gentleman reporter giving the— ah — lady reporter a magnificent double-cross by jotting down a faked and libelous statement and providing an opportunity for her to steal it from his pocket. Which she does. And gets fired when the story is printed. > Breathing vengeance, Miss Trevor wrecks one of Mr. Romero's “Pulse of the Public” broadcasts, a program which he conducts at random on the sidewalks of the city. That, together with a newsreel of the “Wyatt Quintuplets” (as the Dionhes have been labeled in the two previous 20th-Fox pictures) gives her an idea for sa radio program of her own, and with a newspaper sponsor she

soon is interviewing all sorts of

news headliners including the quins of Callander. By this time, audiences : will have seen the youngsters in two sequences. The first, a newsresl. It begins in the playroom of the Callander hospital, where the quins are undressing, bathing,

tuplets has been pleasantly

‘WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 19,1938

“Five of a Kind” may be seen in every corner of this picture, but the important all fall d five are the active little Dionne quintuplets playing a hilarious game of Ring-Aroupd-a-Rosie in the center. Cecile, left, and Yvonne, right, are in the advance of the “we’ll in chairs at the right, the five toy saxophones against the wall. :

Jean Hersholt, who plays “Doctor Luke”

them.

the quins in a snake dance during a playful recess between takes of the

bottle-feeding and bedding their dolls. This goes on amid squealing

"and chattering of baby French.

Then comes the introduction of the, five cocker-spaniel puppies by Doctor Luke (Jean Hersholt) and some amusing first reactions by

the little girls, who at first -are

frightened.

” ” 2 HE second sequence involves a quintuplet derby, on hobby horses, with Emilie dismounting to feed her steed. Then comes a scene in which “Dotta Lute,” trying to talk on the telephone, is overwhelmed by a wriggling, shrieking quintet. - The story goes on: Romero gets word that Miss Trevor is about to sign the quins on a radio contract. He squelches her coup by faking a story of the birth of sextuplets. To top that, he slyly provides an opportunity for her to broadcast first news of the event, which soon is exposed as a colossal hoax. Thus discredited, she is unable to bring the celebrated sisters to New York. Mr. Romero, pinked by his conscience, finally decides

to aid her and partly fulfills her

promise of a quintuplet appear=ance in New York by arranging a television broadcast from Canada to the stage of the benefit auditorium.

Through these events are woven

three more of the sequences that audiences will be anxious to see: During Miss Trevor's: radio broad-

cast at Moosetown, the quins_are shown banging on five miniature grand pianos, after which they gather around a microphone: and sing a French nursery song — ‘Frere Jacques.” Second sequence shows Doctor Luke and his

small wards at the breakfast

table, with all of them waiting on him. At the end of the film, comes the television broadcast of the quins’ fourth birthday celebration. There are stacks of presents and a cake. Pretty soon’ the camera goes into their dressing room to record a change of costumes and, more than incidentally, to ‘bear

witness to the perfection of their

small bodies. :

They emerge in long dresses to

prance through a minuet. Cecile, the middle one, finds herself with-

-out ‘a partner and somewhat

desperately - improvises some solo steps and .pantie-revealing pos-

tures. The situation is saved when they all line up and sing, in an:

approximation of English, a studio-contrived ditty called “All Mixed Up” . , , Bows, Blo kisses. Curtain. i

in “Five of a Kind,” leads

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Annette seems as poised and

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. (Copyright, 1938, NEA Service, Inc.)

No “mike fright” here. Yvonne shows what a broadcaster trouper she is.

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1—What is a debenture? 92—In which State is Lake Pontchartrain? 3—What is the name for a nine-sided polygon? 4—Js it necessary to acknowledge in advance an invitation to a tea? : ; 5—~Whom did Donald Budge defeat in the finals. of. the men’s National Singles Tennis Championship, recently played at Forest Hills, N. Y.? -6—What is the motto" of the U. 8. Marine Corps? 2 8 2

Answers

1—A written acknowledgement

. of indebtedness. 2—Louisiana. 3—Nonagon. ie : 4—If unable to attend, calling cards should be mailed to reach the hostess on the day of the tea.

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By Anton Scherrer

‘Only Two Men Could Come Close To Karl Pingpank as a Linguist, And He Was Still One Up on Them.

KARL PINGPANK, the antiquarian who ran the bookshop on S. Alabama St. when I was a boy, was the most accomplished linguist Indianapolis ever had, I guess. © Mr. Pingpank handled -Hsbrew, Greek, Latin, French, Spanish, German and English. Seven (7)—count ’em. For the life of me, I don’t know why Mr. Pinge pank had to have so many languages to get along— especially when you consider that .

‘| of all the men in Indianapolis at

the time, he was the one least given to talk. And suppose he had wanted to talk, who was there to talk with? It was just like being dressed up for a party and no place to go. : The nearest Mr. Pingpank ever came to strutting his stuff was when Max Leckner and Herman : Engelbach came around to see him. Mr. Scherrer And even that wasn’t what it should have been. For the reason that Mr. Leckner had only six (6) languages at his command. Mr. Engel‘bach didn't have any more, either. Seems that somewhere along the line Messrs. Engelbach and Leckner had flunked out on Spanish. !

That's why it appeared so strange that on a certain day back in the Nineties, the postman brought Mr. Englebach a foreign looking letter bearifig a Spanish stamp. Offhand, you'd think, of course, that ea Spaniard with his thoughts set on Indianapolis would turn, first of all, to Mr. Pingpank. But this Spaniard didn’t. Mr. Englebach got that letter. I insist on it.

A Little Reverse English

Well, when Mr. Engelbach opened his letter, he saw right away that his six (6) languages didn’t do him a bit of good. His first impulse, of course, was to run to Mr. Pingpank for help, but he knew that wouldn't do because Mr. Pingpank was his competi<

‘| tor. - Not only in the matter of languages, but in busi<

ness as well. Mr. Engelbach had his bookshop in the building they tore down to make room for the Fem broke Arcade. I don’t know how long Mr. Engelbach wrestled with his letter, but at long last with the help of a mirror he got the answer. To his surprise the letter wasn’t written in Spanish at all. It was simon-pure English with the letters of the words reversed to make it look mysterious. Properly deciphered the letter read: “The King of the Cannibal Islands, Malay Archipelago, commands you to send by return mail a copy of the Maennerchor Cook Book containing Mrs, Haueisen’s recipe for hasenpfeffer.” Mr. Engelbach never learned who perpetrated the miserable joke, but he always suspected Ed Schmidt and Henry Runge. Seems they were making a trip around the world at the time.

Jane Jordan— Tells Woman Her Anxiety to Win A Man Has Frightened Him Away,

AR-JANE JORDAN—I was married young to'®." man to whom marriage meant nothing. A man, a widower, moved to-our: town. I adhim the. first time I saw him. I stayed with

my husband until the children were grown. After I

had applied for divorce, this man told me how he always had said that I was the best looking woman in town. I fell hard for him. I would make no dates or accept no presents from him, but we were together. When my divorce was final I wrote to him as he had requested, but never a line did he write in answer. When I saw him I asked him if he was afraid and he said he was afraid of the harm which might come to me. Christmas I sent him a small gift just to see if he would acknowledge it, but he didn’t. I was going to visit in his town and I sent a message asking him to meet me at the train, but he didn’t. I thought if he turned me down I would be thankful for it would help me to forget him, but it doesn’t. My standing is such that he wouldn't be ashamed to be with me. I have five children. Don’t tell me to work as I never have a spare moment while awake, but work doesn’t stop my wanting to be with. him, or dreaming of him while asleep. Please tell me what.

is the trouble and how to forget that man. THANKING YOU.

. » ” ” Answer—You made a mistake in letting the man see that you were so smitten with -him. You fright ened him away with your own anxiety to win him. Men invariably are repelled by the women who send them gifts, letters and messages. The initiative in courtship belongs to the man, and the woman who

= urns this masculine prerogative is foredoomed to fail

ure. First of all, let the man strictly alone. You say you want to forget him, but do. you? You have gone through a long period of starvation. That is why you overestimated the first few casual words of admiration that were said to you. Immediately you endowed the man with qualities which he does not possess, discarding reality for fantasy. -All you needed was an object upon which to center your pent-up emotions. Almost any presentable man who spoke to you kindly would have served the purpose, The only way to cure one strong interest is to replace it with another. You say that work is no cure because already you work from morning until night. I have no doubt but that this is true. However, the kind of work you do leaves your mind free to indulge in dreams. What .you need is an interest which will keep your head as busy as your hands. I cannot tell you how to find such an interest for this you must do for yourself. Enlarge your social life as much as you can and do not spend too much time alone, Time, of course, is a great aid in forgetting, but not so potent as powerful new interests. ee JANE JORDAN.

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

HE great and dramatic fight all over this nation T to conserve our soil has found its laureate in Russell Lord. ; In a quiet and sincerely telling book, BEHOLD OUR LAND (Houghton-Mifflin), Mr. Lord has brought within covers the same theme that made a celluloid masterpiece of “The Plow That Broke the Plains.” And he, like the movie-takers, but in a better rounded way, has done a top-notch job. ° His is no crusade; but, rather, the even. telling of the tale of what carelessness, the weather and the plow have done, and are doing, to. America’s fine, broad, fertile acres. ~~ .- = q : From his Maryland farm this free-lance writer on assignment from the Soil Conservation Service went on a tour of discovery, from East to West, seeing the

{| waste and ruin in the wake of those who exploited

our soil resources. FL ; And, having seen, he came back with. the cone clusion that: SE ; . : “By farming and land-use methods long recognized as suicidal on more permanently established countrysides we have burned out an unbelievable extent of topsoil to the point of immediate ruin. Over mast the country the same’ process Has started or. ler way. Things are bad, and getting no ast’ ; ra On the basis of what he found, he suggests that: “This soil must be governed. So far as possible should be self-governed. We must change our: hoa se; individually; and wh