Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 2 October 1941 — Page 17
Washington
WASHINGTON, Oct. 2.—Churchill’s report on the progress of the war is fundamentally encouraging. Events are even more encouraging. Russia’s resistance has exceeded the expectations of Hoth American and British officials. They were pre- ) ] pared to lose Leningrad some time ago but it is still fighting back. North Atlantic losses have been way down in the last three months and Churchill says total losses of Allied. shipping during that period are two-thirds below what they were in the bad quarter preceding. In other words the North Atlantic line is holding. Churchill says British food stocks are higher than at the beginning of the war. I saw no evidence of desperation in England, even though the food situation could be much better than it is. Occupied countries show increasing bitterness toward Hitler, indicating phat his new order becomes everywhere less acceptlable than ever. Italy is taking dsprate rationing meas- ¥ ures, probably because of heavy demands from Hitler. The small end of the Axis is creaking badly, with the possibility that a wheel may go off one of these days. Over all is the heavy consumption of materials by Hitler, the increasing difficulty he may expect with oil and with numerous critical metals and other essential supplies as stockpiles diminish. In a long war of attrition he will grow constantly weaker. For two .months it has seemed more and more certain that the tide has turned. —~
It May Go Beyond 1943
BUT VICTORY WILL NOT just float in of its own accord on that tide.” Well-informed persons here foresee a long war, going on at least until well through 1943 and perhaps a year or two beyond that. Anything better would be unexpected good luck. The outcome may turn upon a number of things, but one of the most important factors must be Amer-
By Raymond Clapper
ican supplies. The British Empire and also Russia have large raw materials resources, as we do, but the big manufacturing plant that must be counted upon to throw in the determining weight is America’s industry. Russia is losing industrial capacity. Britain's is about at the peak of possible volume, In spite of glowing statements and large stitistics,
the war thus far is being fought largely without the}
aid of American industry. You can make the figures look large but I know they are small as regards planes, tanks and food. All of the juggling will not change the number of planes which have been sent to England recently. This figure is a military secret fortunately for all concerned. Shipments of medium tanks are also fortunately a military secret. So are the actual food shipments, although some misleading figures have been issued. It would be ‘interesting to publish the monthly figures. \ :
Bigger Job Than We Think -
IF THIS SEEMS discouraging, remember that once our stream of supplies really begins to swell, the difference will be felt abroad. If we were sending to England now the heavy bombers that we hope to be sending a year from now, what the RAF could do to Germany and Italy! They could be able to knock Italy out of the war. And if Italy doesn’t crumple before then, American bombers will knock them out and then it will be Hitler standing alone. Italy probably is the one place where bombing can be decisive because the morale is so bad. ; Churchill says that to keep Russia in the field as a first-class fighting power the most extreme efforts will have to.be made by the British, and that the United States will have to make enormous new installations or conversions of existing industry. - Beyond that is a difficult transportation problem. Thus the task ahead is larger industrially than we have anticipated. But we can take encouragement from the fact that time is going against Hitler and that there is likely to be enough of it left so that American production can come up to its possibilities.
Mrs. Pyle is still seriously ill and, as a result, Ernie Pyle is not yet able to resume his column.
Inside Indianapolis (And “Our Town’)
UNCLE SAM hasn’t much on our Marion County Court House when it comes to red tape. Yesterday they were moving some equipment from one Juvenile Court office to another. In the change, it was found necessary to lengthen the electric cord on a dictating : machine—a five-minute job. Randall Shake, chief probation officer in the court, called the Court House electrician, and asked him to fix the cord. “Sorry,” said the electrician, “but youll have to get the Commissioners to okay it.” Mr. Shake grabbed the electrician by the arm and hurried him to the Commissioners’ office. Only .one of the three commissioners was there. After hearing the story, he explained that Mr. Shake would have to file a written request for the work and the request would be acted on by the Board at its very next meeting. They'd make it a special order of business, and . there’d be a meeting within a few days. “But for heaven’s sake,” protested Mr. Shake, “this is only a few minutes’ job, and we need the machine in 30 minutes.” After a lot more pleading, the Commissioner agreed that this might be an emergency, and he permitted the work to be done with authorization ' to come later. = Sinn
Bartendin’ Barristers?
COL. FRANK KNOX, the Secretary of the Navy, - was inside Indianapolis yesterday but he didn’t pro- : vide any choice items for Inside Indianapolis. The * nearest to it was when we asked him if our Navy is convoying ships east of Iceland. “I would rather not discuss it,” he replied confidentially. , . , A vis-.
itor from New York landed at Union Station yesterday during the American Bar Association convention and noticed a policeman wearing a “Welcome” sign. As he climbed into a taxi, the visitor asked the cabby if there was a convention .going on. “Yeah,” responded the cab driver. “The Bartenders are meeting here this week.” , . . Although he’s only been at Indiana University a couple of weeks, Freshman Al Losche (son of the City purchasing agent) has begun debunking the university. The famous “Marching Hundred” band, he writes us, doesn’t consist of 100 members at all. “There are really 120 horn-tootin’ youths. Count ’em and see.” . . . The Butler Affairs Forum, tentatively scheduled for Oct. 7, has been postponed until Oct. 21.
Stork, Grim Reaper Tie
THINGS HAVE A HABIT of not happening in Union County, judging from the State Health Board's current bulletin. In listing births and deaths for each county during July, the Board reported that Union County—over on the Ohio line—nof only had no deaths during the month, but also was missed completely by the stork. It looks like the population remained static. . . . School Superintendent DeWitt Morgan “gave out” with a pretty good alto during the singing at the School 7. flag-raising ceremony yesterday. Out-of-town salesmen are trying to cash in one the publicity given the Chamber of Commerce’s new Safety Council. They try to sell business men safety stickers for windshields, factory posters and such, arguing that these are right in line with the current safety drive. The truth of the matter is, however, that one reason the Safety Council was formed was to prevent this commercializing of safety and making business the prey of such selling. Accordingly, the C. of C. has issued a warning, suggesting that businessmen check with the chamber on such plans to prevent unwise expenditure of money.
The Big Quibble By Thomas L. Stokes
WASHINGTON, Oct. 2—Involved in the con- * troversy raging here over whether the Neutrality Act should be “revised” or repealed is the acute sensitivity of the politician which few but the breed can understand. i It's all quibbling over words, hair-splitting, twee- > dledum and tweedledee. : For everybody knows that the double-barreled program of the Administration, which is for arming merchant vessels and permitting American ships to go into belligerent zones, tears away the last vestiges of the act. Why, then, the haggling over words? Briefly, it is because many members of Congress, with an eye to the 1942 elections, are afraid to take responsibility before the Ha voters for destroying the Neutrality Act, which has been built up by them as a safeguard against war. So they would retain the lifeless skeleton on the statute books to point to as an alibi: “See—the Neutrality Act is still there.” This does not include, of course, the outright in“terventionists who are for shooting the works and wiping the statute off the books, nor the outright isolationists who fought for the act in the first place and want to see it stay on the books, that is, what in left of it.
The Argument Against Repeal
BUT, PRIVATE CONFESSIONS about the Capitol reveal, it includes many in the middle ground who have followed along with the Administration for the most part, and expect to go along now, but want a camouflage to raise before the voters. For to many voters repeal of the Neutrality Act is a very serious step, considering all the credit the Administration has taken for it as insulation against war. : The argument against outright repeal is that the provisions for the so-called munitions control board should be retained, which is about all that would be
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‘My Day
WASHINGTON, Wednesday.—It was a great joy to me to find my friend, Miss Mayris Chaney, in New York City yesterday. She drove out to the airport * with us so we could catch up on all ske has been doing since she went west last spring. : a ‘Miss Thompson and I caught the 6 o'clock plane, but it left 15 minutes late and was 20 minutes late in arriving here. With profuse apologies for being so tardy I dashed breathlessly up to the President's study, where we were having dinner, only to find that he -had not even noticed the delay! : _ There is an advantage in a Eh ld where everybody is so © bu 1at nobody ever really waits for anyone else. Everybody is completely occupied and can , always find things to do, even if there are a few minutes to wait. The meeting called yesterday by the Co-Ordinator of Federal Security Services, Mrs. Anna Rosenberg, was a most inspiring oceasion. It brings together not only the different agencies under that bureau, but all the other Government agencies working in the
left under the Administration program. However, existing law is sufficient to retain munitions control and other minor features, without the Neutrality Act, according to experts. Isolationists, while desiring to retain the act as it now stands, will fight to keep as much of it on the books as possible, which would leave the way open for possible amendment 'in the future—something to work on. Thus they will stand with those who, for political reasons, would like to see the skeleton hang. In view of all this, it is probable that ‘“revision,” so-called, will be the course adopted. A minority will fight this, and they, too, have psychological factors in mind, as well as more practical reasons. Their argument is that outright repeal would have a real meaning all over the world to the nations combating Hitlerism, whereas “revision” would diminish that psychological “lift.”
How the Thesis Developed :
ADOPTION OF THE NEUTRALITY ACT, in the first place, was the outgrowth of the no-more-foreign-wars campaign which developed in ‘the ’20s with the disillusionment of the last war and continued to flourish during depression years when American attention was necessarily riveted on home troubles and the salvaging of the system to preserve democracy, under the New Deal. 3 : During those years, too, when the financially powerful were put on the grill and held culpable for domestic troubles, it was easy to develop the thesis, through the munitions investigation, that the financially powerful had much to do with involving the country in the last war. :
The Neutrality Act was a direct fruit of the munitions investigation, and was hailed as the way to keep this country out of war—with particular emphasis on its ban against foreign loans, now set aside by the Lend-Lease Act. On the other hand, there were those who, at the time, attacked it as unrealistic and argued that this country should stand on its own and take its risks in the world, without giving up any of its rights. : This latter group now is in the ascendancy again.
By Eleanor Roosevelt
area. Here were Government representatives on a regional level, working out the problems which affected all their different agencies. Thereby, they accomplished results, wkich, if they had not met together once a month, probably would have taken weeks of correspondence to clear up. : In the afternoon, all the state officials joined the meeting. This meant that purely state responsibilities, and the points at which the state officials touch the Federal Government officials, could also become clarified because of personal contact, In addition, Lieutenant Governor Poletti of New York State, State Co-Ordinator of Civilian Defense Activities, and Maj. Gen. Irving J. Phillipson, repre= senting the military interests of the area, were present. It seemed to me that this was as good a coordinating job as I Lad seen accomplished anywhere in the Government, Edith Helm has returned us today from her summer home in Illinois. It is always a day of rejoicing when she joins our staff again. I am very happy to have her back, because I know she is going to be of great help to me in many ways. She takes up the responsibility of social activities at once, of course, but her experience in other emergency periods will be of great value, not only here in the White House, but in the Office of Civilian Defense, °
CHAPTER SIXTEEN : By QUENTIN REYNOLDS THE LONDON Auxiliary Ambulance Service station
was in a garage.
where they stayed between calls.
Back of the garage was the dugout
They called it a dug-
out but actually it was an artificial shelter made out of
sandbags. \
The sandbags on all four sides were four feet thick. ‘Three feet of sandbags covered the roof. The dugout was
30 feet long and eight feet wide.
sandbag trench.
Inside it looked like a
There was a table and on it a telephone and an electric stove on which a kettle was boiling. 2 The woman in charge of this station sat behind th table. Sixteen other women sat on long benches that ran
the length of the dugout. They all wore the blue uniform of the L. A. A. S. Half of these girls were drivers, the other half at-
tendants. When the phone
rang it meant that there was trouble.
When it rang the two girls who were up next stood and walked to the table. Then quietly, casually, they walked out to the garage, climbed into an ambulance and set out through deserted but noisy streets on their errand. Six nights a week, four weeks a month, these girls do this job. There are 150,000 women and girls on duty each night in London. . ” ” ”
‘George’ Roars Over
THINGS WERE active in the East End this night. They usually are. Occasionally we heard the planes over us and then we'd hear the angry symphony of the air barrage rising to a crescendo. “There’s George,” one of the girls shouted cheerfully, A German plane is “Jerry” to everyone in London. These girls call it
George and they didn’t know why -
either, Now through the sharp roar of the air barrage we heard the sound of the bombs. * They were fairly close and then there was a terrific explosion and the dust from the sandbags filled the dugout and gots into our eyes. No one said anything. The noise and the concussion from a bomb that falls ‘close stun you for a moment. “That was quite near,” woman in charge said calmly. “Let's see if it hit the school,” one of the girls said. It was a high-explosive bomb and it had landed in the schoolyard next to the garage. It landed cxactly 100 paces from our dugout. There was a large crater in the schoolyard but no fire. We went back to our dugout. ; We all had fresh tea because the dust from the sandbags had
the
gotten into our teacups and dust
is no good in tea. The girls relaxed, some sitting on the wooden benches, some sitting on the floor. There was an alarm clock on the table. The alarm clock said 11:30. Someone said: “The clock has stopped. Actually it’s just midnight.”
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Her Own Home Gone
THE WOMAN in charge laughed. “The concussion from the bomb stopped it.” She shook it, reset it, wound it and it began to tick on merrily. “An American alarm clock,” I said complacently. “Even a bomb can’t hurt it.” ; “An English clock wouldn't even have stopped,” one of the girls hooted. A slightly built girl walked into
the dugout. She took off her blue _ said to the
service hat and woman in charge, “I'd like to work tonight.” “But, Ethel, dear,” the woman said, “this is your night off. Why aren’t you home in bed?” Then she looked at Ethel and stopped. And for some reason everyone stopped talking. “When I got home this morning,” the girl said, “I found I didn’t have any home. I want to work tonight. Let me be first out, please.” The woman in charge was marvelous and understanding. The rest of us sat in silence. The woman in charge said casually, “Yes, Ethel, you and Pringle go out next.” Ethel sat down on the wooden bench. No one asked her any questions. .
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The Calls Come In
IN THE SILENCE the kettle
- began to hum. Tea is more than
a drink in London; it's a symbol of sanity and a reminder of days that were normal and that days will be normal again. One of the girls handed Ethel a cup of tea. “By the way, Ethel,” the woman in charge said quietly, “Wyndham Street was hit earlier this evening. It is full of glass. If you get a call in that section keep to the side streets.” : Soon the girls started to talk
- again. They talked of small things,
as girls do. A few of them still keep their jobs during the daytime. They grab what sleep they can here in the dugout. The phone rang and everybody was quiet. Ethel and the girl they called
‘Pringle got up. The woman in
charge gave crisp directions. They, set off. *
Then it rang again. “Yes, I've |
got it. Yes, East End Ave. Right away.”. She put down the phone. “Harris and Foster are up. Fire on East End Ave.” f ‘They left and the woman in charge said, “I think I'll take a car and go along. That's a residential neighborhood. May need more than one ambulance. Care to come?” : I nodded. The woman in charge, who made me promise I wouldn't use her name, could drive. But then it was light. It was the kind of night poets sing about. We curse bright nights like this when the moon is full. On a night like
this the Thames would be a white .| | ribbon of milk pointing’ toward
London. You can’t black out the Thames and the Thames tells the German bombers everything they want to know about London. 2 2 n
Glass Fills Streets
THE STREETS were deserted, of course, This seemed like a dead city except for the noise. The anti-aircraft guns were hurling up
thousands of tons of defensive armor and the shell broke high against the stars in sharp, golden flashes. » Bombs were falling and the combined noise of the guns and bombs seemed to tear the energy and life from you and make you feel very tired. We sped along and now even above the guns we heard the shattering of glass. “I told Ethel to avoid this street,” the woman in charge said. “And now I go right into it myself.” : We drove over glass for three blocks. It was a street of small shops. All had been shattered. Airraid wardens, home guards and the police were all too busy for the moment to start clearing the street of glass. We crunched
. over the glass and miraculously
didn’t get a blowout. hurried on past it. We came to East End Avenue. We turned right and saw the fire. A high wind had come up and the sparks were flying all over the night. The firemen were playing two streams of water on the house. / We saw the white ambulance in front of the burning house. It was a hice one, in a row of good, substantial three-story brick houses. We walked up close to the house. ” ” ”
Aims at Hospital
A FIREMAN came out. “Didn't need the stretcher for this one,” he said. He had a child in his arms. The child had long golden hair and, strangely, it hadn’t been touched by the fire. The fireman walked out of the courtyard and laid the child on the street. The doctor came hurrying over. The child was about three. She couldn’t be dead. She was asleep. I turned away when the doctor pressed the needle. I suppose there was adrenalin in the needle. - I didn’t want to look at the three women who had been brought out before. One of them was dead. I never want to see that again—someone who has been burned to death. The fire was crowning the top of the house. It would be out soon but it was flaring up obscenely as though glorying in the thing it had done this night. I walked a little away from the house. 3 : “There's Jerry again,” one of the firemen said. We knew he'd come again at night. He could see this burning house at 20,000 feet. We heard the uneven hum of his motors and then the roar of the air barrage keeping him high, keeping him dodging shrapnel so that he could not get a good shot at us. The searchlights suddenly snapped on. “Why does he bomb here?” I asked one of the policemen. “No targets around here, are there?” ‘He pointed down the street. “See that building?” he said. “That’s what he’s after.” : It was so bright that I could plainly see the huge building. “What is it?” I asked. “It’s a hospital. One of the largest in London,” the policeman said. “He’s been after it for thr nights.”
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Then we
Dead Carried Away
Jerry was dropping his bombs but he was missing us. One of the firemen was working over the child now. The doctor was in the courtyard, “Put these three women into the ambulance,” he said.
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A familiar scene in London after a night alr raid. . . . Nurses bundle their tiny charges in the lower corridors of a children’s hospital after a bomb has struck. The doctor on duty is ready to help examine the tiny targets of the Nazi bombers,
One of the girls said, “Shall I take them to the hospital, doctor?” He shook his head. “No,” he said wearily, There was only the child left. The doctor bent over her again. There wasn't a burn on her tiny body. The doctor put his arms underneath her and lifted her up a foot. “Keep her head down,” he said. I held the head down and the golden curls were soft to touch. I found myself saying, “Wake up, wake up, wake up.” She couldn't be dead. She was asleep. I've seen 3-year-old girl children asleep and this is how they sleep. A 3-year-old child always sleeps with a faint frown on her face as though daring anyone to wake her. This child was sleeping like that. The doctor reached for her arms again. I stood up. The ambulance with the three bodies in it rumbled away—not to the hos-
pital. ” ” 2
A Different War
I KNOW this isn’t a pleasant chapter to read. It isn’t a pleasant one to write, It's much better to read and write about the fighting pilots, the “gay, laugh-ing-eyed knights of the air.” Sure, that’s what war is. Glam-/ orous and exciting,
If death comes, well, it is swift and clean. War? Why, war is a line of gallant British battleships plowing through azure waters with flags flying and bands playing and a tot of rum for the lads on watch at night. Sure, that’s what war is. But that isn’t the war I see in London. This is the war I see. If you want a front seat to the war come and stand over this 3-year-old child with me. Don’t be afraid of the bombs that are falling close or the spent shrapnel that is raining down on us. You want to see what war is really like,
"don’t you? Take another look at
the baby. She still looks as though she were asleep, This is war—the war that Herr Hitler is waging. Finally the doctor stood up. The fire had burned itself out now. A murky grayness was lighting the sky. Dawn had come to banish the horror of the night. The German bombers are creatures of the night. They fade before the light of the dawn and scurry back to their own airdromes. The doctor shook his head wordlessly and then the scream of the siren cut through the dawn. It was the steady sound telling us that the German bombers had gone. Jal clear,” the doctor muttered
HOLD EVERYTHING
ironically. “Well, they've done their work. Why shouldn’t they go home?” He bent and lifted the child in his arms. He walked to the ambulance with her. He placed her on a stretcher and put a blanket over her. He didn’t cover her face. It still wore that little frown. “Maybe she’s .better/ off dead,” he said.”
I shook my head. “Nobody’s betagainst Hitler?” Eight per cent of
ter off dead,” I told him. sa 2 a
EPILOGUE
WORDS ARE LIKE cordials— too many. of them make you sick. Reading too many words, writing too many words, hearing too many words—it’s all the same. Now Ive written too many words and I'm
sick of words. No. book ever written can equal the drama that is going on tonight in London. A city of six million people is crouching underground; not cowering with fear, but crouching for safety. Babies are being born in shelters under the earth, Men and women are dying as I write this. It is what we call a very “noisy” night in London. Perhaps a hundrecl German planes are over. London now looking for places (if they do look for places) to drop their bombs. If they don't find what they are looking for theyll drop them anywhere, Gradually they are chipping away at London as a woodman chips away at a tree. They are trying to kill London. You can kill a tree by chopping it down. You can kill a book by reading it. You can’t kill London by destroying the buildings of London. The bombs that are falling are destroying buildings and killing people. But a bomb has its limitations. A bomb can only destroy buildings and kill people.
City Won’t Die
A-bomb cannot kill the spirit of a people who have been through the greatest mass ' torture any people have ever been asked to endure. - Tonight, except for the fires, London is dark and you could walk for five miles through the streets of London without meeting anyone. You might think that London was a ghost city tonight .if. you didn’t know better. You might say that the city slept or even that it was dead. But those of us who have lived through the past months with the people of London know better. London is more alive tonight than it has ever been’ in its history. . In the morning London will count its dead and then face the new day. : London is fighting for its existence. London can. never die as
long as the spirit of London lives.
No bomb, no land mine has yet been devised which is capable of killing this spirit. And so, knowing this, we laugh a little at the bombs. They try so hard and accomplish so little. They crush our homes; they stun us with their concussion; they kill our neighhors-but that’s all that they can’ do. 3 The buildings can be rebuilt; the concussion gives us nothing but headaches; our neighbors are all prepared to die. But no one in London town is prepared to surrender. Even those who have been cut and mangled by the screaming tons of iron which have fallen on London endure their agony. 4 These civilians of London are good: soldiers. London has been hurt tonight and will: be hurt again tomorrow night, and every night thereafter. But no one is crying. Not even the wounded. : The wounded don't cry.
THE END TRUCK DRIVER KILLED
LAGRANGE, Ind., Oct. 2 (U. P). —Russell Causey, 26-year-old truck driver, died yesterday at a Sturgis, Mich. hospital after his semi-trailer
truck struck a tree, according fo
HOOVER FINDS OPPOSITION T0
DEFENSE MOVE
Polls Stanford Faculty After
176 Urge ‘Dynamic’ U. S. Action. =.
STANFORD UNIVERSITY, Cal,
Oct. 2 (U. P.).—Former President Herbert Hoover today took issue with a recent joint statement of 176 members of the Stanford University faculty who urged a “dynamic dee fense” Roosevelt's foreign policy.
in support of President He issued a statement through the
Stanford Daily revealing results of a personally conducted poll of the 800 Stanford faculty members.
Sixty per cent of the faculty, he
concluded did not agree with the statement of the 176 signers that
“a dynamic defense is the most efe
fective means of security against the totalitarian menace.”
“The difference between the facts,
Sonstitutions] law, and public pole cy +... the pro said, and this confusion was evie denced in the varied reasons given by faculty ‘members for their opine ions in the poll. :
ustrate the difficulty of" m before the nation,” he
Hint of Military Action
Mr. Hoover said that he was pare ticularly interested in polling opine
ion on points raised by the 176 signe
ers’ statement that “recognizing the fallacy of the idea that a passive defense is still possible we support a
more dynamic policy of action. ,. .”
“This expression of ‘more dye namic’ in connection with defense obviously presupposed some sort of military action,” Mr, Hoover said. The questions he asked and the votes he received were: 1. “Do you think we should carry munitions to England in American flag ships?” Forty-seven per cent of the whole faculty voted yes; 73 per cent of the 176 declaration signers voted yes.
Divided on Convoys
2. “Do you think we should cone voy them - the whole distance?” Forty-four per cent of the whole faculty voted yes; 73 per cent of the 176 voted yes. 3. “Do you approve complete naval action against Hitler in all waters?” Thirty-nine per cent of the whole ‘faculty voted yes; 67 per cent of the 176 voted yes. 4. “Do you think we should send a land force to the continent
the whole faculty were for it now, 9 per cent were for it later, 83 per cent were against it; 16 per cent of the 176 were for it now; 24 per cent were for it later, 60 per cent were against it. Oppose Japanese War
5. “Do you believe we should dee mand Japanese retirement: from China and declare war if she ree fuses?” Six per cent of the faculty as a whole voted yes; nine per cent of the 176 voted yes, and some of the others said it should be done later. 7 6. “Do you think Congress should be asked to authorize such steps (as the above) before they are taken?” Sixty-six per cent of the faculty as a whol were “insistent” ° that it should, 23 per cent vacillated, eight per cent wanted Congress ignored; three per cent wanted war declared now; 23 per cent of the 176 voted yes, 51 per cent vacillated, 10 per cent wanted war declared now, and 16 per cent wanted Cone gress ignored.
Pupils to Share $2000 in Contest
HIGH SCHOOL pupils in Indi ana have an opportunity to win cash awards totaling $2000 in a nation-wide essay contest being sponsored by the Ladies’ Auxiliary to the Veterans of Foreign Wars, Dr. Clement T. Malan, State Sue perintendent of Public Instruction, announced today. All essays must be written on the theme of “Unity for Victory,” must be not less than 500 nor more than 1000 words and local contests must be concluded in. time to permit selection of the winning essays by Feb. 22, 1942. Details concerning the contest may be obtained from local V. of FP. W. auxiliaries, Dr. Malan ‘said,
TEST YOUR _ KNOWLEDGE
1—The Irish word for girl ig C=====n? i, 2—Valuable pearls are found in ed ible oysters; true or false? 3—During which war was “John Brown's Body” a famous marche ing song? 4—What is the popular name for the rubber cup on the end of a stick that is used to open clogged plumbing drains? 5—A full moon rises in the east at Hoon, midnight, sunset or sune 2? .
6—In which grand opera is the “Jewel Song”?
'7—David Ross Locke was a famous American humorist, greatly ad- .
mired by Abraham Lincoln. Can you give his pen-name, the inie tials of which were P. V. N.?
8—Does handling a toad cause warts? Answers
1 een. 3—The American Civil War. 4—“Plumber’s friend.” 5—Sunset. 6—"“Faust.”’ 7—Petroleum V. 8—No.
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