Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 25 September 1941 — Page 15

Washingtc _, WASHINGTON, Sept. 25—I don't mean to be rude, nor am I unappreciative of the great qualities of the British people, especially below the ruling class,

and I certainly do not overlook the. value of British

seapoweér in helping to preserve the kind of world fa i best adapted to our needs. But I would like to cite a couple of examples that confound the myth in America—which is most = earnestly believed with childish credulity by our isolationists— that the British are, the slickest propagandists on earth. ’ If .the British were as smart as Senator Nye thinks they. are, they would pack up the Duke and Duchess of Windsor, bag and baggage and all 12 servants, and send

¢ them back to Nassau and tell

them to keep their heads down until England is out of the woods. England does not deserve to be judged by the fancy cavalcade of royalty on tour. The English are not playing now. They are just going into another winter of long, hard night. They are barely getting enough to eat there. Women go barelegged to work because they cannot buy stockings. Even now in the lull families sleep in frightful shelters, damp and unventilated, because they learned during the blitz that these uninviting habitations were far more attractive than their slum hovels., England is making hard sacrifices. : : We are expected to make them, too. Big Bill Knudsen told an audience in Chicago this week that “if it will help the defense program, Bill Knudsen will be happy to walk around in shorts.”

Yes, There’s More, Too

NO, IT ISN'T good British propaganda to parade a handsome pair of fashion-plates around America just now. : And it isn’t very smart propaganda to have. all over the front pages of the American press those pictures of Churchill and the French boys drinking champagne. Not very many people in England can drink champagne today and those who can would be:

THURSDAY, SEPT. 25, 1941

By Raymond Clapper

better propagandists to drink it in private and not on Page One. : Nor is Lady Mountbatten, working for the Red Cross by playing around with the Newport set, good propaganda. We can all certainly get along without the . Newport set now, even more readily than usual, and particularly the British, : "And. so on. The British would like to have some American senators and congressmen come over and take a look. But instead of merely passing the word that they would be given priorities if they desired to come, a political invitation was issued which included a crack at the isolationists. Some members have wanted to go but the British: put the invitation out in a way that makes it politically difficult for any of them to go.

We're Being Stupid, Too

I MAKE IT BRUTAL because we are denying ourselves the role which we might play, partly for the reason that we cling to an absurd myth that we can only be the little brothers of the British, that they are too smart for us; and that we don’t have a spoon long enough to sup with them. I don’t want to go into personalities, but I would stack our officials up against any in England. We are so far ahead of England in many respects that it makes the inferiority complex of the American isolationists ludicrous. England has a great and courageous people, an empire with vast raw materials, a navy which in partnership with ours makes an unconquerable force, and a way of life that for all of its useless excrescences; which we have too, stands for the dignity of the human being, for his right to think and govern himself, for his right to work and enjoy the rewards

of his own labor, and for a decent world moved by| forces more human than a ‘bayonet.

To reject partnerships with this kind of nation, to fail to join forces to insure the kind of future world that we want to live in, a world of our own making and not Hitler's making, would be the height of stupidity for us. Especially as the reason we are afraid of that partnership is a childish myth that the British are too smart for us. Maybe it is good propaganda after all to have the Windsors partying around here at the wrong time,

to start his travels again.

Because of Mrs. Pyle’s serious illness, Ernie Pyle is not yet able to resume his daily column. As soon as Mrs. Pyle is safely on the way to recovery, Ernie hopes

Inside Indianapolis (And “Our Town’)

A WE VISITED the Soldiers and Sailors’ Monument | the other day and picked up the following: Eighty-five per cent of Indianapolis’ residents | never have been to the top of the monument. The \ other 15 per cent accompanied out-of-town guests. | It costs 10 cents to walk up, 254cents to ride the elevator, and you'd be surprised how many hoof it up. The other day. a middle aged couple with two children in arms trudged up; once a man with both legs off at the knees hobbled up, refused a free ride down. In case you're thinking of walking, there are 330 steps, 32 flights, and a million puffs en route. The best patrons are conven- | tion-goers and groups of children from out-of-town schools. Moose, apparently, are more interested in a bird’s-eye view of the City than Shriners, judging from the recent conventions. The Monument had more than 1000 visitors a day during ‘the Moose convention. Labor Day’s attendance was 1198—August’s total was 12,637. . Some of those riding the elevator squawk about the 49 steps after they get off the elevator. For many, the biggest thrill is stepping out of the elevator at the top. You see, the elevator cage doesn’t quite fill the elevator shaft—there’s a 2 or 3-inch crack through which you can see to the bottom of the shaft. =~ - The average visitor is afraid hell fall through that 2 or 3-inch crack, and you ought fo see the gymnastics some of them go through in stepping over it. You'd think it was a yard wide.

Competition for Our Governor

THOSE SPIC AND SPAN white felt hats County Commissioner William T. Ayers wears most of the

Tokyo On Spot

RANGOON, Burma, Sept. 25.—Where Japan turns or strikes in the Far East will be determined to a large measure by developments on the Russian

front before winter closes down. If the Russian Army continues its magnificent re- : sistance, if there is nothing resembling wholesale collapse along the Volga and Don Rivers, then experienced observers in the Ori.ent are convinced that the Japanese general staff will be most unlikely fo risk an assault against ‘Vladivostok during the winter. The. outcome of the next four weeks of the Nazi-Soviet struggle may decide that. The more you travel about the East, the clearer Japan’s present dilemma becomes. Nipponese armies are all packed up but cannot make up their minds where to go next. _ Hitler may be anxious for Japan to attack Eastérn Siberia but so long as the Russians maintain a strong army in the maritime provinces and Moscow's governing authority is unshaken, Tokyo will be reluctant to run big risks in the Vladivostok area. So the Japanese imperialists are waiting, watching and hoping but also worrying. At. least, this is the fixed belief of most qualified neutrals I have encountered in the Far East.

Shrewd Opportunists So Far

LACK OF CREDITS abroad have proved a serious embarrassment, greatly complicating Japan’s pur-

My Day

WASHINGTON, Wednesday —A few days ago, IT received in my mail, a release from the British War Relief Society. Through Mrs. Alfred Hess, they are making an appeal whick: I feel sure will be answered by a great many women in this country. For $5, they : ee can provide materials from which * for women of the British fighting forces” can be made up and sent to them wherever they may be. Mrs. Hess also appeals for workers to help in the . preparation of these packages. I am sure both of these a , are going to meet with great gener-

Yesterday, by proxy, I learned

& good deal about ns ys my new job

Mrs. Henry Morgenthau ps gx, mel he staff in the morning, : > and sat in on Director La Guardmeeting. In the afternoon, she met with anbther group, which discussed the complexities of the riatictio 3 Of Wowk. 21 sang oranisstions will J rm Where e dy will his best with the least possible ry y : Anybody with experience knows what this can mean in the way of difficulty during the period of organization. A hundred times a day I shall wish have so often wished in the past, that human

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facts, whereas in the past ne n with theories. 2s

future -the strain will come to an end. No one in London knows whan it will come price of safety is eternal

year are the marvel of the Court House. There's been a lot of speculation on how he always keeps them spotless. So we just up and asked him. The secret, we found, is that he has three or four and the minute he gets a speck on one, he sends it to the cleaner. There are one or two at the cleaners most of the time. It’s a little expensive, Bill admits, but then so are most hobbies. . . . Tom Ochiltree, the scribe, who's better at writing than at concocting guessing games, was at home the other evening and got to wondering how Brooklyn came out. He asked Mrs. Ochiltree to go to the phone and find out, but she demurred. “All right,” said ‘Tom with a crafty gleam. “I'll write down a number between 1 and 10, and if you guess within five of it, I'll phone. Otherwise it’s your job.” Then he wrote the numeral 5 on his newspaper. And when Mrs. O. guessed “Five?” he swore she’d peeked—until she explained she couldn't lose.

The Inconvenience of War

ALL THE SHOOTING between the Nazis and the Russians is likely to interfere with our supply of that vital delicacy—imported- caviar—in the opinion of August Souchow, chef at the Indianapolis Athletic Club. The imported variety—already listed in the 1. A. C. menu at $2 a portion —comes largely from sturgeon caught in the Baltic around Leningrad, he informs us. Of course, our epicureans might

be able to get along with the domestic variety (90 cents) which is the eggs of the white fish, treated and dyed. . . . The boys in the I. A. C. Speedway Room have cut down on their tall tales since Mike Wilson brought back a club trophy from New York.

The trophy consists of the figure of a man swinging

a bull by the horns. The trophy was “presented” to several of the boys as they started telling “whoppers,” and then one day it disappeared. Now Mike has sent to New York for another just like it.

By Leland Stowe

chases of rubber and rice in both Indo-China and Thailand ‘and threatening to render acute her problem of future oil supplies. Consequently, the prospect of a slow throttling of their war-waging materials is most disturbing to the Japanese but thus far they have been shrewd opportunists never taking too bold gambles. Time has now. become Nippon's, most dangerous enemy. Will her militarists be able to avoid risking a desperate adventure dictated by internal economic and financial strain within the next few months? The Japanese still have not got large enough forces in Indo-China, sufficient or properly surfaced airfields or adequate naval facilities in Camranh Bay. Meanwhile, British strength in the Far East is increasing month by month,

Must "Play Prudent Game

CONSEQUENTLY, IT SEEMS pretty clear that Japan must play a prudent game for several more months, awaiting the rainy season’s end and building up her forces in Indo-China unless her hand is forced by events beyond her control. What is most important to realize is the fact that the Japanese imperialists today are in the tightest spot they have experienced since the “China incident” was precipitated four years ago. : That undoubtedly explains Tokyo's recent willingness to exchange opinions with Washington but it would be surprising if that provided a solution for the dilemma which the Japanese militarists themselves have created and will probably be forced to attempt to break out of during the first half of 1942.

aily News, Times and The Chicago

By Eleanor Roosevelt

beings could be reconstructed overnight. If think only of the objectives to 3 ey uy never of the instruments to be used, least of all ourselves, how much more we could accomplish, Great teachers through the ages have tried teach us that this is the only efficient way of working and, perhaps, in the end, tne only way through which any civilization. can be saved. However, we do not Aways believe these teachers, gh Yes rday I read through a little book called: “Digging for Mrs. Miller,” by John Strachey. It is an account of the experiences of an air raid warden in England. It is certainly different from anything I have ever read by him before. He is dealing with dealt almost| always It is a valuable little book apd will enable people to visualize daily life for the dinary man an dwoman where total defense is required. The picture of the way the air raid wardens sleep, dressed and ready to go on duty at any time, and then go on with whatever their day's job may be, is one which not many of us can visualize. The yo mother with a sick child may be able to do it, or anyone with severe illness at home who has been obliged to continue with a regular job, may grasp it; but most of us know that at some time in the near

policemen guarded it.

street. Since late afternoon the subway. They had thermos bottles filled with

hot tea; they had paper bags of food; they had toys to quiet the children. Those who arrived first were now sleeping below safe, because there was 80 feet of earth and concrete between them and the street surface. ’ Then faintly we heard the drone of German planes. The air barrage began. Some of the guns were close and you tried to shake the noise of them out of your head. Whenever there was a lull you could hear the so-familiar hum of bombers above. Nearly a thousand of us huddled there in the darkness.

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But There Is No Fear

A BOMB FELL. We heard the fiendish whistle of it as it dropped from a plane perhaps 20,000 feet above us. Its high-pitched scream grew more piercing and then it landed. It fell a block away. The concussion of it made us sway as one person. The policeman opened the gates. “Better to be in here and crowded than be out there getting hurt,” he said gruffly. It was only professional gruffness; his eyes were dark with worry. Men, women, children filed in quietly, patiently. There was no fear on a single face. A few babies who had been awakened by the noise began to whimper a little. We climbed downstairs to the subway platform... The concrete stairs were crowded. You had to step over people. The platform was packed with people lying on the concrete. Some were playing cards. 2

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THIS IS HOW thousands of families live at night in London— far under the ground. Usually the working man of the family arrives ‘home about 5:30. He'll find some hot mutton in the stove being kept warm—if the gas main in his section hasn’t been destroyed. He'll find tea on the stove too. But his wife and children have long since left for the safety of the subways. - It is first come first served and they went early. When Pop finishes his meal he joins them. They’ve saved a place for him. It may be cold down there and the air sticky with the feel of hundreds of people packed closely together—but it’s safe. He and his family accept their lot philosophically. This is a new hora and they adapt themselves 0 it.

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Even the Kids Sing

A MAN with an accordion came in and was greeted with friendly banter. He played “Tomorrow is a Lovely Day,” “There’ll Always Be an England,” and even the kids joined in the singing. Then he played the most popular song of the day, “The Nightingale Sang in Berkeley Square.” Several “incidents” had occurred in Berkeley Square during the past month and the accordion player commemorated them by singing his version of the song calling it “A screaming bomb fell

“There’s no room below,” the again. “Not room for another person.” Camden Town is the workers’ Section of London. Camden Town subway station was 80 feet below the

First Come, First Served

CHAPTER TEN

By QUENTIN REYNOLDS = THE BANSHEE was wailing and it sounded eerie | the dusk. It trailed away but the echo of it hung in the air which was heavy with the weight of the darkness. There were nearly a thousand of us standing there. We were in front of the Camden Town subway. station. An iron gate had been stretched across the entrance. Two

The,

families had been going into

on Berkeley Square.” They all laughed at that. All but me.. I lived in Berkeley Square. It was getting late now. The subway dwellers impose a 9 o'clock curfew on themselves. The accordion player pillowed his head on the accordion. A heavy quiet settled over the reclining forms.’ The guns and the bombs seemed . far away. A train pulled in. Those who were asleep never woke, for noise is so much part of our existence in London these nights that it is only quiet which disturbs us ‘because it seems unnatural, Londoners are quick to adapt themselves to a new environment. Today more than half of London sleeps underground in public shelters, in subways, in cellars. Every office building has its own shelter and thousands of workers remain in them all night.

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‘You Get Used to It’

I GOT on a subway train. I stopped at each station and always it was the same. These people were adapting themselves to a new way of life. Many of the women wore heavy slacks. Stores now advertise “shelter slacks” or “siren suits.” I went out as far as Hampstead. Hampstead is a section where fairly well off people live in fine detached houses. But tonight these families were sleeping on the concrete of the subway platforms and stairs. It was difficult to get off the train. Before I could step on the platform a woman had to move her sleeping child. I picked my way over a thousand sleeping forms before getting to the stairs. I chatted with one family. “You get used to it,” the woman said. “Of course the air is bad, but at. least we know that we're safe. I wish Millie would hurry home, though.” Wherever she and her family slept was “home” to her. Millie, a slim, bright-eyed girl, finally came. With her was a young man in army uniform. “This is my fiance,” she introduced him. “It’s his first day of leave.” “Never thought I'd spend my leave in the underground,” he laughed. : ” ” 2

The Night Grows Cold

THE NIGHT wore on. It grew cold and sometimes people stirred uneasily, Some still read news-

papers in the dim light. Those who had tea shared it with those who didn’t. Two policemen were on watch. They kept walking up and down through the crowd. Their chief concern was to see that restless children didn’t roll off the platform on the tracks below. “What time do you turn them out?” I asked. “Turn them out? I'd like to see anyone try to turn them out. They usually leave when the ‘all clear’ sounds.” : All’ year the Government has been building brick shelters. The streets and sidewalks are lined with them, They are about seven feet high. The people don’t like them. They prefer to live.-under-ground, In these brick shelters

they repeated again and

How thousands of

‘you can hear the bombs screaming, you hear them exploding, you hear the constant roar of the guns. Since the nightly blitz began we have learned one thing—if you don’t hear them they don’t exist. In even a shallow underground shelter which probably wouldn’t help at all if a bomb fell close, the sound is deadened and you feel a sense of security.

Shun Brick Shelters

THE BRICK SHELTERS are deserted these nights. The Government in the beginning disapproved strongly of using the subways as shelters. The people and the police calmly ignored the Government's attitude. Herbert Morrison was made . Minister of Home Security. Morrison grows in stature each day. He gets things done, ‘There was a new subway line under construction. On his first day in office Morrison opened -it to the public. I came out of the stagnant atmosphere of the subway for a breath of fresh air. The streets, of course, were deserted. It is virtually impossible to get a cab at night in London and subways stop at 10 o'clock. If you go out at night you walk. I walked a few blocks. It was very dark. The guns were firing at a terrific rate. Apparently most of the roofs in this section were slate roofs because when the spent shrapnel fell on them there was a sharp crack as though someone were firing a rifle. There was too much stuff going up and then coming down so I ducked into a pub. “The shelter’s down that way,” a barman said. “Everyone’s down there.” The basement had been converted into a shelter. At one end perhaps 20 people slept soundly. I went to the other end where a bar had been improviszd. Three men were playing darts.

‘Getting Like Moles’

“GOOD SHELTER, this,” I said. “At least you can’t hear the blasted Jerry,” one of the men said cheerily. : “My old woman and the kids have been asleep down the other end for two hours. We sleep here every night.” * We had a glass of beer and I teamed with one of the men against the other two and we won, They had to pay for the beer. “Getting like moles we are,” one of them laughed. “Living underground like bloody moles. But it ain’t bad.” I went out in the night again,

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families live at night in London—far under the ground.

It was much quieter. London is a ghost town at night. You never meet anyone on the street. Now and then the fire engines or ambulances would roar by. You never see them because they carry only the smallest sidelights. The street intersections bother you at night. You never know when youve reached the curb. Then you constantly bump into lamp posts or mail boxes. Walking around London at night hardly comes under the head of good clean fun,

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‘A Quiet Night, Hey?

I REACHED the more familiar region of Fleet Street. I went into the Daily Express building. The last edition had been put to bed and 60 feet below the ground the huge presses were rolling. Reporters, desk men, rewrite men, sat about, some dozing, some playing cards. They'd stay here until daylight or until the “all clear” sounded. Like everyone else they too lived many hours each day underground. Upstairs Christiansen, wearing a tin hat, sat at his desk looking over the last edition which had just come from the presses. He pointed at the headline—“London has quiet night.” cn “They only set two fires all night,” he explained when I asked what had been quiet about the night. Just then a big bomb fell not too far away. The windows rattled but didn’t break. ~ “That’s a fine headline,” I told him. “Oh, sure, a great headline. . A quiet night, hey?”

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‘You’ll Wake the Queen?

HE JUST looked hurt. I walked on down Fleet Street and into the Strand. I stopped at the Savoy Hotel to see how people slept there at night. The Savoy has "an elaborate shelter. There is a doctor on duty 24 hours a day. Several members of the hotel staff took nursing courses and they stand by. : They ' have built a miniature hospital complete even to a small operating table. It was quiet here. People who live in the West End hotels have it a bit easier than those who sleep in the subway shelters. The cots are comfortable; there is a canteen open all night and there is always a drink within reach. 2 The East End has to get through an air raid on pale ale. The West End can afford whisky. You meet the strangest people

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in the shelters. I walked to Claridge’s. I walked through their shelter—huge, roomy, well-heated, I met .a reporter whom I knew and we chatted for a while. “Not so loud,” he whispered. “Youll wake the Queen.” He jerked his thumb towards the corner, “What Queen?” I asked. “Queen Wilhelmina,” he said. “She sleeps over there. And Prince Bernhardt has the cot next to mine.” ” ” ”

Duff Cooper in Person

I WALKED to another expense sive West End hotel. This too had a magnificent underground shelter and more than 200 people were sleeping there. Here was the lovely Lady Diana Cooper and there, shedding his niinisterial cares, was Duff Cooper himself. Some ‘of England's wealthiest and most influential people slept here. Beyond the actual shelter was what had been in peace-time the women’s Turkish bath. Now also, it was tenanted only by males, the most prominent of whom was Lord Halifax. : : But they were all comfortable and the air conditioning was good and there was tea and whisky and sandwiches should anyone awake. There were nurses to take care of and quiet the children, It was very pleasant. ” ” ”

A City of Caves

FROM THERE TO. the Picca« dilly Circus subway station was only a step. .Piccadilly Circus is the Times Square of London; it is the largest subway station in the city. - : A: policeman on duty said there were nearly 3000 people asleep down below. I walked down; there was no air conditioning here; no nurses; no hot canteen. The platform and the stairs were jammed with what in the dim light looked to be shapeless untidy bundles. I walked home. It had been a long night but I had seen some= thing the world hadn’t seen for thousands of years. I had seen a city asleep in caves under the ground—modern caves to be sure, but caves none the less. It hadn't been a pleasant night. I heajed a can of chile con carne, I ate that and drank a bottle of beer and made believe that I was in Carrizozo, New Mexico. :

TOMORROW—“Britain’s Labor Bo ss.”

WINTER IS FOE OF BOTH SIDES

Neither Ship Nor Sub Can Do Much Fighting in Arctic Gales.

WASHINGTON, Sept. 256 (U. P.). —Winter, which is about to enter the Battle of the Atlantic, will be

ships and Axis raiders.’

cold weather will impose serious problems for shipping along the 92500-mile stretch from New England to Iceland and that the hardships would fall about equally upon the American-patrolled bridge of ships and Axis submarines and riaders.

The extreme northern route to :

Iceland has posed many difficult

mer. Prior to the present war it had been used mostly by Danish sailors of small boats engaged in the state monopoly trade with Greenland. Thus no well-marked map of that sealane existed. Winter will add these problems: Extremely long nights with only a few daylight hours; extension of the pack ice flow south; high velocity gales, storms and rainfall. Thus, on the basis of little meteorological and hydrographic information, the effectiveness of both of-

fense against U. S. shipments and

defense against attacks probably will slow up during the next few months. Officials admitted that the “dearth” of weather information may put the winter campaign in the North Atlantic on a “catch as catch can” basis. But from the information that is available at the

to an end, and the

8. Navy's hydrographic office

equally a foe to American supply|

Maritime sources said today that] |

navigation problems even in sum-| |

HOLD EVERYTHING

the following can be expected 1. That the present daylight daily will dwindle until tere are fewer than three by Dec. 21. 2. That fog is receding, and will contihue to dwindle as the cold weather moves in, after hitting its highest levels in July and August.

crease in gales during October on he basis of past avera

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12 hours of

+3. That there will be a sharp in-}

“Hey, mister, how does she stand up under anti-aircraft fire?”

per hour upward. The rate will increase to a high of 33 per cent in January, 4, During the next six weeks the temperature of the water will vary between 40 and 50 degrees Fahrenheit and grow colder as the winter continues. The season for icebergs

is spring. j : 5. That there will be large quantitles of pack ice off the southern

LUDLOW BACKS WAR MEDIATION

Puts Talk by Notre Dame Priest Urging Such a Step in Record.

Times Special : WASHINGTON, Sept. 25.—Rep. Louis Ludlow (D. Ind). author of the war referendum amendment plan, today took a rap at the socalled “interventionists’” whom, he says, are trying to take the United States into war. In putting into the Congressional

| Record a plea for mediation made

by the Rev. John A, O’Brien of Notre Dame University in a radio

| | address, Rep. Ludlow declared:

“While interventionists, who com-

prise a minor but very vocal fraction of our people, are trying by every hook and crook to get us into foreign wars, there ocassionally arises some great apostle of peace

‘who has the vision and the courage

to stand up and urge that now is the time when America should take the lead in proposing mediation to stop the age of butchery and lift human relations to a plane of sanity and reason. “Rev. John| A. O’Brien, Ph. D., of the University of Notre Dame, is such an apostle. He is a real leader in the cause of peace whose eloquent appeals, reflecting sound Americanism and Christian philosophy applied to present-day world problems, are penetrating the homes and firesides of America and making a profound = pression. “Dr, en is a supporter of

coast of Greenland, but the line will 4 of Iceland until later in|H

proposes that the President shall be requested to take the initiative in offering the services of the Western Hemisphere as a mediator, to the end that the blessings of peace may be brought to a distraught world.”

TEST YOUR KNOWLEDGE

1—In which country is the famous Blarney Stone? 2—Who was Vice President of the United States during George Washington's two terms? 3—In time recording, what do the initials, p. m. stand for? 4—The distance between the earth and ineon varies; true or false? 5—What crop is grown in paddye fields? i 6—Nationality is determined by Federal or State law? T7—Monthly old-age retiremeng benefits under the Social See curit Act first became payable in 1939, 1940 or 1941? T—Is a postmaster empowered to open first class mail without pere mission of the addressee?

Answers

1—Eire (Ireland). 2—John Adams. 3—Post meridiem. 4—True. 5—Rice. = | 6—Federal law. 7—1940. 8—No.

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