Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 26 October 1938 — Page 13

‘Vagabon From Indiana = Ernie Pyle

Phrase-Coiner Pyle Meets a Pal From Guatemala Whose Ambition Is to Become an American Citizen.

ARRANQUILLA, Colombia, Oct. 26.— Don’t know how I happened to think of it, but a phrase has just come to me, so I guess I'll coin it. The phrase is: “It’s a small world after all.” sort of like the sound of it?

Don’t you

Here’s why it’s a small world. Last night we were ||

having dinner here in Barranquilla. It was our first night in South America and in all of this immensely vast. continent I do not personally know a soul. So you can imagine that I nearly swallowed my spoon when heard a voice say, “Hello there, Mr. Pyle!” And when I rose as in a trance, 1 suddenly said “Why Adolfo, what are you doing here? Sit down.” So Adolfo sat down and ate with us. And while he is eating, I'll tell you the story. Adolfo Fernandez is a Guatemalan. He is just 21 years old now. He is, I believe, of pure Spanish ancestry. fb - He is small and very light, and his voice has the mellowness of music. Adolfo’s father was once in the Guatemalan diplomatic service, and because of that, all of Adolfo’s schooling happened to be in Washington, D. C. Four years ago they returned to Guatemala City. It was there, nearly three years ago, that we met Adolfo. We met him just like a Jot of other Americans have—because Adolfo walked up and introduced himself. He was then working in the Palace Hotel in Guatemala, saw we were from Washington, and just couldn't resist the opportunity. I believe the greatest love in Adolfo’s life is the city of Washington. He likes to meet people from the East, so he can get out the familiar names of Powell Junior High School and McKinley High and Connecticut Avenue. Well, Adolfo was like manna from Heaven for us in Guatemala. We couldn't speak Spanish but Adolfo could, of course, and even his English was better than ours. And he was so good that he took the next day off from work, and spent the entire day with us. We got so well acquainted that we could never forget Adolfo. And so, to sit in Barranquilla and have Adolfo Fernandez of Guatemala walk up and say “hello” is really quite a shock to the system. It turned out that since we had last heard from Adolfo, he had got a job with Pan-American Airways as a flying steward. . His plane came in last evening from Venezuela about half an hour after our arrival from Miami. The Pan-American crews all stay at this same hotel. Once ‘again Adolfo had seen our names on the register, and came rushing in. And, to complete the perfection of coincidence, we are flying on to Panama tomorrow on Adolfo’s ship.

His New Year's Day Experience

Adolfo has flown about 1560 hours in his new career since we saw him. He has, of course, had some very odd experiences. . He spent last New Year’s Day sitting in the plane somewhere on the north Venezuelan coast. They had had enjine trouble, and landed at a little Venezuelan town. Another plane took the passengers on, but the crew had to wait a week for a new engine. . Adolfo now has a room in Cristobal, Canal Zone, but is home only a day and a half each week. He hasn't bzen back to Guatemala since last spring. His days are cut up with early rising, long duties in the sky above the South American coast, and nights in Venezuelan towns that could hardly come under the classification of “pleasant.” But Adolfo is ambitious. He wants to rise in PanAmerican Airways. Already he has gone from steward to purser. And in a few days he will be promoted to the ground, as a traffic assistant. Adolfo’s father is now practicing law in Guatemala City All of Adolfo’s brothers and sisters are there. And although he admits that his home town is one of the nicest cities in Central America, Adolfo’s greatest ambition is to become a United States citizen. -I am anything but a professional flag-waver, but I think I can see why Adolfo (or almost anybody eise) would like to be an American. He would be a credit to this country. I would like to help him along with his great dream.

My Diary By Mrs. Eleanor Roosevelt

She Follows With Interest the Campaigns of Women Candidates.

INCINNATI, O., Tuesday—The day was quite c lovely in Kalamazoo yesterday. After a brief stop at the hotel, I went out to the WPA practice house and lunched with the Mayor, the superintendent of schools and. various other guests. These projects seem to be running along much the same lines .everywhere and, on the whole, I think they are proving valuable and having good results. They are training both employer and employee to the realization that skilled work is of value and that standards on both sides can be raised with benefit to each party. We arrived in Cincinnati this morning and everything was most comfortably arranged for the broadcast for the Herald-Tribune forum. I really regret not being there in person, but it was a pleasure to be able to participate over the air. I am going to be back in this part of the world in November for a brief day or two, so we decided that it would be well to devote the rest of this day to catching up on work of various kinds.

Conscious of Political Stir

In spite of the fact that I take no part in politics on these trips, one cannot help being conscious of the political stir about one, for everywhere one is met by posters advocating the election of one candidate or another, and announcements of rival political meetings. I have been following with considerable interest, of course, the increased number of women running for Congress in both political: parties. The two women I know best in my own party, Caroline O'Day of New York and Nan Wood Honeyman of Oregon, seem to stand out because of their interest in social questions. Having this background, it is interesting to note that both of them have also had the courage to cling to principles which they considered right, even when certain people were trying to make it appear that the welfare of the masses lay in the advocacy of some extreme policy. Perhaps in the present campaign, Nan Honeyman, because she lives on the West Coast where extremists sometimes flourish, has had to risk more in proving her: ability to stand on her own feet, to keep her head and be courageous enough not to give up her principles for any temporary advantage. Naturally I look hopefully for the re-election of the women who have had the experience and have proved their ability to serve their constituents, and I shall welcome any additions to the ranks of women in Congress if they stand on their own feet and vote for

what they believe.

Bob Burns Says—

- TOLLYWOOD, Oct. 26—If you went into a big H office lookin’ .for a hen-pecked man, your first choice would be the little dried up, meek lookin’ bookkeeper. You'd never think of pickin’ the big boss of the organization. I happen to know one a tyrant in his office. he speaks and he has ii his word is final. I happened to be in his office one time when his wife dropped in. He sat at his desk, pale and . silent, while she raked him over the coals and laid the law down to him and after she'd gone, I said, “Well, you didn’t have the final word in that argument!” He said, “Oh, yes I did—didn’t you hear me say, ‘Yes, Dear’'?” : " (Copyright. 1038) ¥

of them big bosses who's Everybody shudders when thoroughly understood that

By Daniel M. Kidney

Times Staff Writer . YY ASHINGTON, Oct. 26. —Homer E. Capehart, the big nickel-in-the-slot music magnate, is causing no end of eyebrow lifting among members of the Republican High Command

$34,000 Indiana G. O. P. barbecue. : For while it was at first reported that this Wurlitzer Co. vice president brought special trains from his Buffalo, N. Y., headquarters to his home town of Washington, Ind., just for the sake of good party feeling and perhaps a bit of national publicity, but it has since been learned that he is really politically am-

~bitious.

In fact he came here shortly ‘after the great Capehart Farms show, which had an attendance variously estimated at from 30,000 to 50,000, ready to collect by taking over John Hamilton’s job as National Republican chairman, it is reported. This alleged ambition was being so widely circulated at the time that Mr. Capehart is said to have gone to that Hoosier political veteran, former Senator James E. Watson, and sought some fatherly advice on how to proceed. The upshot of that conference was that Mr. Capehart called Mr. Hamilton and told him not to believe the rumors as he wasn’t seeking to oust him and take the job at all. ” ” 8 OW the talk here is that he would be satisfied with being made the Republican National Committeeman frem Indiana. ' That post is held by Will Irwin, Columbus capitalist, who succeeded George A. Ball of Muncie. Since Jim Watson helped select Mr. Irwin for the National Committeeman’s job, it is considered problematical whether or not he would aid in any ouster move against Mr. Irwin, should the latter not choose to resign.

here since he threw his

WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 26, 1938

Homer E. Capehart

Former Senator Watson

But a way was found in Iowa once to oust a National Committeeman and, although experts at G. O. P. headquarters here say. that similar conditions do not prevail in Indiana, the matter has been studied, it was learned.

The National Committee itself would have to vote approval, however. Meanwhile, Mr. Capehart is said to have taken a few lessons in voice culture and has appeared on the stump in his old home state. At Indianapolis on Constituation Day he was praised as the great new leader of the G. O. P. by Col. Robert McCormick of The Chicago Tribune. There even has been talk of him as a Presidential white hope for the party of Lincoln, or at least Vice President or Senator. But the biggest elective job he is said to be aiming at right now is Governor of Indiana in 1940. ” 2 2 HE Capehart Farms party is generally conceded by Republicans to have been & grand success and a state-wide G. O."P. radio broadcast is to be made from the farms on Oct. 29. But the Democrats didn’t think so much of the Cornfield Conference. Stories have been brought

Here is a part of the large crowd that gathered on the Capehart farms near Washington, Ind, last summer for the G. O. P. Cornfield Conference. Hoo-

Apparently elated. over Republican prospects in the coming elections was this trio at the Cornfield Conference. Left to right are John D. M. Hamilton, National Republican Chairman: Miss Marion Martin

here that several Democratic states are considering taxing the nickel-in-t h e-slot music machines, from which Mr. Capehart has been credited with making the most profit through leasing arrangements with various public places where they are used. Total cost of the barbecue was said to have been $34,000 and Mr. Capehart himself spent $20,000 and his Wurlitzer associates donated the other $14,000, it is said. It was purportedly done as a sort of publicity stunt for the company, various other ideas having been considered and rejected by Mr. Capehart himself. Included

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was a plan drafted by a Washing- & ton publicity agent to give pipe organs to preachers who made the. best sermons about music. Although Mr. Capehayt got considerable publicity from the barbecue, he still is not too well known among the cld-time Republicans. A poll of National Comin the states as to making him National Chairman is said to have brought some such re-

“Who is Capehart?” At National Headquarters here they seem to rate him as a first class promoter, a sort of Hoosier Huey Long without any share-the-

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Is Capehart Politically Ambitious?

Capital Stirred by Reports That He Seeks Indiana Gowvernorship

sier Republicans now are planning a state-wide radio broadcast from the farms on Oct. 29 to 3900 precinct meetings. i

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women’s director for the Republican National Com-

mittee, and Mr. Capehart. After the rally it was reported in the national capital that Mr. Capehart sought Mr. Hamilton’s position.

SO THEY SAY—

Take your eyes off Washington and look at your own counters. If there's any lobbying to be done, do it among the clerks who handle your product. — Elmer Wheeler, president of Tested Selling Institute, addressing a convention of ice cream manufacturers in Cleveland.

I believed I was doing my duty to my fatherland.—-Johanna Hofmann, German hairdresser on trial as a spy.

I’m through being the holdout kid.—Joe DiMaggio.

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Our Town. By Anton Scherrer a

It Was Dick Ranger, Once a Big Worry to Local Firemen, Who Got ~ The Blind School Chimes in Order,

BY this time, no doubt, you know something about the Singing Tower out at the School for the Blind. It’s a sheltered person, indeed, who needs to be told about it. Chances are, though, that you haven’t heard

| about Richard Howland Ranger who blew

into town last week to make sure that the tower would sing when it came time to have the dedication exercises. It’s a good thing he showed up because, believe it or not, they had the chimes hung upside down. Mr. Ranger is an Indianapolis boy. You can tell it by looking at his name. It’s a dead give-away. His father was the Rev. John. Hilliard Ranger who used to run Christ Church around the turn of the cen tury. The Howland handle came to him by way of Louis Howland, one of the pillars of the church, which is all the more remarkable when you stop to think that Mr. Howland was a newspaperman of distinction besides being one of the best churchgoers Indianapolis ever had. I don’t know where Mr. Ranger picked up the Richard end of his name. It doesn’t matter because nobody called him Richard, anyway. He was always known as Dick around here. Dick lived on W. 11th St. and spent most of his boyhood at Muehl’s Drug Store, and going to School 2. What time he had left, he spent experimenting with chemicals and the like. I don’t know whether ‘you remember it or not, but most of the explosions in Indianapolis back in the Nineties happened in and around the Ranger home. Indeed, it got to be so bad at one time that whenever Box 21 went off, the Fire Department had a kind of hunch that the Ranger kid was up to something again. Later when it came time to go to Shortridge, Mr. Ranger cast his lot with a gang made up in part of Wylie Daniels, Orestes Caldwell, Alex Vonnegut and Clemens Mueller, as precocious a bunch as Indianapolis ever had. By that time the Ranger kid had heard about radio.

NBC's Trademark His Idea

’ Well, that gave the Ranger kid the idea of chucks ing chemistery and going in for physics, to the ever-. lasting relief of his mother. He went to Boston Tech for that purpose. He graduated, too. Then the war broke out and, as luck would have it, he was sent across. He had more luck when he got in with the British and French signal corps and learned every= thing there was to know about radio work up to that time. That's why the National Broadcasting Co. pick him up when he got back. He was in on the start of everything connected with radio work in America, and people who know about it say that, except for Mr, Ranger. radio broadcasting wouldn't be what it is to day. Why, he even thought up the three-tone trade mark with which NBC signs off today. After 10 years with NBC Mr. Ranger set up shop as a radio consultant with NBC as his best customer. Then he went into business for himself. Sure, the Rangertone Co. of Newark is none other than Dick Ranger who worried the life out of the Indianapolis Fire Department. His company furnishes the chimes, vibraharp and transcription records that make our Singing Tower work. Of course, he got the chimes turned right side up before they had the dedication exercises last Sunday.

Mr. Scherrer

Jane Jordan— Frightened by Remarks of Former

Boy Friend, Woman Writes Jane,

EAR JANE JORDAN—For five years I have sufe fered from a boy's lies, or fortune telling. He told me that another boy would kill me sometime. I had gone with the boy who told me this for more than two years. When I wanted to quit him he began telling me such things as I have mentioned. Now I am married and by myself during the day. I am afraid and can’t do my housework. It has been four years since we quit and he has been married to another girl for three years. For almost a year after we quit I pleaded with him to tell me all this wasn't true, but he wouldn't. I'm afraid if I don’t get the

problem solved soon my nerves will be ruined. MRS. C. E. , Answer—You remind me of the man who didn't believe in ghosts, but was “skeered” of ‘em. You know you are the prey of imaginary fears and yet you continue to shiver. Perhaps if you had a good scare in fact you wouldn’t be obliged to invent a flock of phantoms in order to remain suitably fright ened. : Come now. Surely you can’t be so superstitious that you believe the silly spiteful remarks of a dise gruntled lover for four years. > The lower levels of the mind cannot distinguish bee tween the wish to do evil and the evil deed itself. But each normal person is endowed with a conscious in< telligence which can distinguish between wishes and facts. Put yours to work. t 4 82 2 . EAR JANE JORDAN-—I am married and divorced at the age of 18. I am going with a boy whom 1 would love to marry but I have lost faith after my past experience. I don't want to make another mistake. This boy seems to be everything the other one was not. What should I dec in order to forget the other affair? Should I wait? ~ UNHAPPY.

Answer—After one mistake it’ is well to be wary but unsound to avoid all experience simply because you were hurt once. I don’t know whether you ‘should wait or not. Is the young man prepared for marriage? Has he a good job and something saved ahead for the emergencies that are bound to come? If he has not you have good reason to wait, : There is no sense in identifying a good boy with the one you married and divorced. - They may be ag different as day and night. JANE JORDAN.

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

New Books Today Public Library Presents—

| be is a book by Lovett Fielding Edwards provide ing a happy introduction to a European country some of whose place names have been in fateful dis< patches—Sarajevo, for instance—and some of which we met so pleasantly in “Native’s Return,” by Adamic, a few years ago. : |

to learn about the places mentioned in this itinerary, “We would go down the Danube to Prahovo near the.

Timok country to Nis, Thence we would make a’ leisurely way through Macedonia ahd South Serbia, - across Bosnia and Herzegovina to the sea and return. along the Dalmatian coast to Split. Thence to Zagreh and back to Belgrade, with perhaps a flying visit to the great plains of the Voivodina.” Tr : The account of this journey, written by a cultivated : Englishman who reveals only in the last paragraph that he is a resident of Belgrade, provides a vivid set= ting for events transpiring in this part of the region” we know so vaguely as the Balkans. And the author's. descriptions of the country’s romantic scenery, ancient: fortresses and castles, and medieval monastaries, his pictures of lively encounters with the natives varied racial and cultural are a gui B

that Yugoslavia can never

Few Americans but must confess they have much a

Bulgarian frontier, and thence down. through the.