Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 10 September 1947 — Page 11

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By Ed Sovola |

THE TERRACES on Monument Circle are good places to 0 treasure hunting. But don’t go hopping into the 'pools unless you work there. You Tight get into trouble with the law. The reason it was all right for me to dan hip boots afid go wading was that I offered to help Charles Mears, ergineer, clean the pool at 8 sharp one morning, * “Let's take the east terraces first,” Mr. said. “The money we find I'll split with you.” Money? We were climbing over the wall when Mr. Mears mentioned money. “Where, where Mr. Mears?” In the excitement I bumped into the, 12-foot handle of the net he was carrying. : “Take it easy, son. The bottom of the terrace is mighty slippery,” cautioned Mr. Mears. Whoosh. A ballet routine followed. On the third clumsy entrechat (that's where a dancer clicks his heels* and crosses his legs while in the air) Mr. Mears managed to bring the end of the pole ® where I could grab it

‘Where's the Heavy Dough?’

“WHAT DID I TELL you? It's slippery, isn't it?” I didn't care how slippery it was. I wanted to know where the dough was. This was better than

Mears

NO PICKEREL THERE—A\n old shoe is more likely as Charles Mears pulls his net out of Monument Circle waters and surveys his ' loot.”

Freedom Train

"a lipstick tube and a ruler on the west side terraces.

PTAC Box ar the wall

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I.expected. To heck with the paper and junk that was lying around. |: Mr. Mears pointed to a couple of pennies near| " the wall. With a couple of fancy steps I was in| position to pick up the logt that had been thrown| from the observation tower. I guess people willl always throw their money away. “Where's the heavy dough?”

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Sometimes a nickel, rarely a dime and once in a blue moon a& quarter or a half dollar. I was all for jumping off the terrace into “the pool itself, but Mr. Mears didn't-go for the idea. “You better wait until we drain the pool before you go treasure hunting down there,” said the veteran, of the Spanish-American war. On’ the west side pickings were a little better but still no heavy dough. Fourteen pennies was the take. Walking is easier on the west side because the terrace bottoms are rough. of After the money was counted and recounted, 25 pennies was all I could get, I took a couple of | passes with the net. The best place for old papers and junk is around the screens in front of the intake. A net full of wet paper makes you use a few back muscles to get it out of the water. Then you have to trudge along the ledge to the walk and dump it out. (Citizens, if you're going to throw anything in the pool, throw money, not popcorn boxes, news‘papers and magazines.) ® Besidés wet paper, we picked up a man's garter,

rztizeen Prize With Photo Of

During his four years as engineer, Mr. Mears has gathered up items such as milk cases, compacts, dice, salt and pepper shakers, spoons, knives, forks, coke cases, watches, billfolds and flashlights. The oddest “find” recently was a young man who fell asleep at the feet of the three weary soliders on the east side.

Hit Jackpot on V-J Day

“ON V-J DAY we had everything in the pool,” laughed Mr. Mears. - “We hit the jackpot that day.” After picking up everything we could with the net the next thing left to do was to turn on the fountains. Mr. Mears asked if I knew how to shift § gears on an automobile. Why sure. “Then you can turn the water on today,” Mears said. I thought he was kidding, But sure enough, after Mr. Mears filled the oil cups, he took me to a big WHR almost the same) maneuver as shifting from first to second on a car or pulling the handle on a slot machine, the fountain waters began to pour out. Nothing to it. One more thing remained to be done. We split the loot. Mr. Mears insisted I take 13 pennies. He pocketed 12. “Who's going to pick up the junk we léft on the walks?” Mr. Mears said he'd do that while I ran to the bank with my treasure. A good man,

Mr.

By Frederick C. Othman

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CAMERON, Va.; Sept. 10.—Parked on a siding here at the marine corps depot was_the doggondest. rail® road train I ever saw, Designed to carry the Declara-

tion of Independence and other documents nearly as precious on a year’s tour of America, Without losing "em. The 27 marines in red-striped pants and white gloves, who will set up light housekeeping in the red, white and blue sleeping cars for the next 12 months, were lined up at attention. “Make it snappy, general,” ordered a newsreel photographer, “we won't have the sun but a minute.” Lt. Gen. Robert Scott, commandant of the marines; Attorney General Tom Clark and a few other big-wigs stepped lively in their inspection or the guards. Then they made some speeches (saying about what you'd guess). While they spouted into the microphones I took a long look at the train headed by a tri-colored diesel, numbered in gold, 1776.

Fire Fighting Equipment Ready BEHIND HER was a baggage car loaded with super-duper fire extinguishers, bags of sand, and a tier of first-aid stretchers. Came then three elderly pullmans, the Penn Square, the Glenn Fee and the Central Plains (with shower baths built in) in which the marines, the press agents and other experts will live for 52 weeks in 48 states. A bucket of empty beer bottles stood in the vestibule of the Penn Square. Four more passenger cars, whose windows had been boarded up with steel plate, completed the train. Painters still were dabbing on red, white and blue. Carpet layers were tacking down brewn broadloom on the aisles. The interior walls were lined with case after brass case, into which will go the valuable documents. Three beauties from the federal archives (wearing long black dresses) arrived with arm-loads of valu-

able papers to be placed in the cases for the benefit {- of the picture-takers: One of them piled her cargo temporarily on the floor of car two. “I hope nobody walks on the Treaty of Paris (in which Great Britain recognized American independence in '1783),” she remarked. - Nobody did. The general, the attorney general, the librarian of congress and the archivist came in, skirting the Treaty of Paris, to have their pictures taken again. A helpful feminine employee of .the American Heritage Foundation (a private organization of patriots who put up the cash) shooed out the workmen. I got to talking to her and emerged with the following information:

Picks Up Much Information THE EXHIBITION OPENS Sept. 16 at Philadelphia, home of the Liberty Bell. The train people wanted to take the bell along, too, but the scientists said it had to be kept in a bath of oil, while the conservative Philadelphians said, nothing doing. The train is fire, riot, and dry-rot proof. The engine is too high, by seven-eighths of an inch, to get through the tunnels to New York; the experts are figuring on ferrying it into the big town on a barge. The medium-valuable documents are under plain glass; the special extra ones, like the Constitution and the Bill of Rights, are in cases. of clear plastic, half and inch thick. The plastic is unsealed, so air can get inside and thereby Stop deterioration; if the | train fell off a bridge into a river (which is unlikely)

it wouldn't do the Declaration of Independence any |°ffice of internal revenue today was pictures received prior to last Fria top winner in The Times Amateur day midnight.

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good. It would take another column of typé to explain the precautions the railroads have taken. One other ‘thing: The train will spend one day, | Thanksgiving, in Washington, home of -all the documents aboard. This is known as carrying coals to Newcastle. Porter, get rid of those beer bottles while the getting is good.

Glorious Daze

By | Coe Crawford |

J— —— CHICAGO, Sept. 10.—Big, laughing James Mattalina, who never quite managed to make ends meet -- on his $35-a-week chauffeur’s salary, shook himself out of a glorious daze today. His late employer left him $300,000, maybe $500,000, in cash, stoeks, bonds, farms and oil wells. “First we've gotta have a banquet,” he said, “for all my family and all my fine friends, and I can watch them eat and eat and eat.” For the first time in his 53 years Mr. Mattalina won't have to worry abouts the cost. There was laughter today and there were tears as Mr. Mattalina, slightly bald son of Italian immigrants, stood in his shirt sleeves beside his wife in their dingy four-room apartment shaking hands with a stream of friends and neighbors. She wore a flowered print dress. Her tear-filled eyes glanced frequently across the room to the silent figure of their %on, Sam, 30. Two years ago the army sent him home suffering from shell shock and unable to work. “The first thing I've got to do is take care of Sam,” said Mr. Mattalina, “It's just too wonderful to be true,” Mrs “Mattalina said. “It's. just too wonderful.” Mr, Mattalina was overcome with shock yesterday when ap attorney drove up in a limousine, knocked on the door of the apartment and announced that Miss Anne Craig. 83, who died’ last Baturday, left her loyal chauffeur the bulk of her fortune,

‘You Must Be Mistaken

MR. MATTALINA said he had been driving for his benefactress tor the past five years and before that he was employed by Miss Craig's sister and her husband, Mr. and Mrs. George B. Smith.

Mr. Smith, a paving magnate, died 20 years ago.

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Hemline Hysteria

HOLLYWOOD, Sept. 10.—The Battle of Milady's Hemline is a lot of “ridiculous hysteria over some<

thing that doesn't exist.”

Fashion Designer Edith Head slipped me the lowdown on the "new look” that is suppesed to be sweeping America from the Paris fashion salons, and is actually getting stiff resistance from many women

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and most all husbands,

“No Ankle Length Skirts

“IT’S RIDICULQUS to say that skirts will be down’ to the ankles in 1943," Edith bristled. “Whenever there's a change in style some designers 6f high fashion go overboard. This time they have gone

insane.”

many years has

“Te ; & is one of America’s foremost stylists and for for the screen such stars as will

He left his vealth to his wife, who retained Mr Mat-| talina during the remaining 15 'vears of her life. |

When Mrs. Smith died, she left the estate to Miss Dear Mrs, Manners: HOW can I be popular when a third party with a married |

Craig. There were no other close relatives, “No! No! No! You must be mistaken,” Mr. Mattalina told Israel Dordek, Miss Craig's attorney who) brought the news. “I expected to get a little something because |

Miss Craig said she would not forget me. But all this? © You must be exaggerating.” Average Pay $35 a Week MR. DORDEK said Miss Craig's will, admitted!

to probate yesterday, left Mr. Mattalina all but | $20,000 of her estate. The bequest included $130,000, in government bonds, besides class A" stocks, oil and!

farm ‘lands in Texas, and farms and real estate in| Vacation Spots

the Middlewest. He estimated Mr. Mattalina's in-| heritance between $300,000 and $500,000 Mr. Mattalina said that during the time worked for Miss Craig and the Smiths his average wage was $35 a week. To help support’their three! children, Mrs. Mattalina had opened a tiny grocery store in the front of their flat. The family's financial situation eased a bit after! the two daughters, Katherine, 28, and Geraldine, 27,| were married. But both were divorced and returned home with their children, a boy dnd a girl. Then Sam came back from the army two years ago. “The first thing I gotta do,” Mr. Mattalina said, | “is to spend $50,000, or whatever it takes, to cure Sam. | “And we .will. get -a hice home: A ‘small *oneJust seven or eight rooms,” he said. “But before we do any of that, there will 3 a big banquet. All our neighbors will come. friends, too. And our store customers. “It will be a big Danget. Maybe it will go oy for three days.”

By Erskine Johnson

Marlene Dietrich, Dorothy Lamour, Betty Hutton, | Claudette Colbert and many othe “Of course, 1 agree that styles are changing,” Edith said, “but I'm not advocating skirts that go to| the ankles. There's a happy medium-—about 12! inches—and ‘that's where I think they'll stay.”

See Victory for Happy Medium

THE FASHION BATTLE will also wind up in a

happy medium, Edith predicts, for padless shoulde: uldefs J

and padded hips. “It’s not smart any more for a woman to Josk Ike: a fullback on a football team, but she doesn’t have| to look like a circus freak, pither.

314-B, won prize for a photo of his 3- year-old | years, has been a runnerup in local able entries are received. A 3 prize address, telephone number, shutter

Hampshire on vacation? “EV.” Show You New Hampshire.” both Testaments. In the New he Testament read: Matthew, 14:27 Indianapolis libraries carry fine Hyuyshand No. 3 and 25:34; Romans, 12:12; IT Co-

SECOND SECTION WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 10, 1947 Br PAGE 11

Deputy Revenue Collector Wins His Children

: FONORASLE MENTION—This still-life photo by ho Bison Ru Red Carmel, was. taken with a Kodak og camera with only the daylight from the window 10 light the subject, Film was Plus-X. The shutter speed was

|/5 second at f. :16.

PRIZE PHOTO— Sharon Ann, 3, took the role at mother's little helper, in “this phe which wor first prize in dash wesk's Times Amateur Photo-Gontestdor: hon daddy, William B. Davies. The other "model" is her brother, Billie, 4 months. A 4x5 speed graphic and Isopan film were used. Shutter speed was 1/25 second at f.: 6.3 Lighting were two No: 2 phatofiagds ond ¢ one 500-watt spotight

AT THE CARNIVAL—Decorative illumination on riding devices supplied the lighting for this honorable mention photo by Cecil W, Ross, 409 E. 48th st. The camera used was a Zeiss lkonta "A" Special and the film was Plus-X. Exposure was | minute at f. :I 1.

contests but never before has he will be given for the best photo of speed, diaphragm opening, type diaper on her 4-month-old brother,|scored as a first-place winner. the week. camera and film used, type lighting, Casually in Home | Billie, | Again the judges experienced, : # 8» | ~All pictures become the property By ART WRIGHT | The photo was taken at home |difficulty in selecting the best pic- Any pérson is eligible if his or her of The Times and the decision of {with no thought of it becoming ature of the week. They also were chief source of income is not derived the judges is final. A deputy collector ‘in the local contest entry. It came in with the undecided in some of the honorable from photographic work. A person The deadline for each week's cone mention selections until the pictures may submit any number of pictures. test is Friday midnight. Pictures |were compared for several technical Each print must be in black and must be brought to The Times op angles. white. postmarked by that time. Bring or MR. DAVIES, who has been an| The contest will continue through-| On the back of each picture must mail pictures’ to Amateur Photo first ardent camera hobbiest for many out the week and as long as suit- be written: Photographer's name, Contest, Indianapolis Times, 214 W, Maryland st, Indianapolis 9.

OUTDOOR BEAUTY—Topping the outdoor scenes submitted was this honorable mention entry by John L. Coomler, 5943 Rawls ave. A Kodak Medalist camera was used The film was Super-Pan Press, shutter

. A K2 filter was used. daughter: Sharon Ann, pinning a]

speed, 1/200 second at f. : Snapped Picture

William B. Davies, R. R. 186, Box | the weekly $5

Ask Mrs. Manners: ‘,

‘Third Party’ Wants To Be Popular

son uncomforiable by permitting your problem to show, Do as you always have done, if in moderation. Make your greet- | | ings to your son's friends friendly but short. Don’t be doting, doubt- | ful and doddering, Maintaining dignity and good fellowship combined is quite a feat, attainment depending upon what your son | needs from you and hopes you

Recreation and Hobbies May Solve ‘Single’ Problém for M.S. Do You Need Advice?

Is there a personal or family problem you have been unable to solve?

couple? I feel so awkward. “M. 8.” Very little will rocket you to the. peaks of perpetual popularity while unescorted. Why don't you cease preying on friends and find yourself a man through engaging in recreation and hobbies perhaps?

Are you desperate for wise counsel, and wonder where to turn?

Ask Mrs. Manners

The wife, if she Is your friend, wanty to be gay and forget her A T® . . : - household, so let her dip in your “singledom.” If you are the hus- — Your questions will be answered through her daily Sand is tions, he wii want to believe she married a great man and Troubled Spirits column. Your name will be held in strictest confidence, ding nable although you may have rejected ten of his pro- | Will you name some passages in : p = | book Is “Federal Writers’ Project,” the Bible suggested for soothing Address Mrs. Manners, in care of The Times, 214 which has a guide book for states |[FaYed spirits? “N. E. 0.” W. Maryland st.

| and cities. Worth investigating, | Troubled minds have been com-

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| too, is Mrs, Ella Bowles’ “Let Me | forted with a number of versés in

Where can I go in Maine or New

Carnival—By Dick Turner

books regarding vacations. Among the books you might scan is Clarence Webster's “Town Meeting Country,” and “Yankee Coast” by Tristram Coffin, who writes hl Maine. Gunther's “Inside U. 8.” is quite general. Another hi

rinthians, 12:9; II Timothy, 4:17, and Hebrews, 13:3. Psalm 23 in the Old Testament is ever popular and you also may find consolation in John 3:16, and chapters 14 and 17.

I'm about to be married for the third time—this time to a man 10 years my junior, He likes my serious mind and my looks, unhurt he) says; by graying hair, I'm still scared to death. ‘

“BRIDE-TO-BE."

Lonely I have fits of melancholy don’t want to see anyone, I have good health, a. loving husband, enough money, and fine children. “BLUE.”

As long as you draw the blinds you plunge yourself into gloom and feel lonely. Take action—de- | velop’ new interests.

and

Think of others and see and help people. Listen to music—write and visit the sick and troubled. |

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| Frowning . Father | Moodie is ready to make a deal

{| My son and I belong to the same | with the finder of his large blue club’ and are uncomfortable there | together. Is there a way to bridge | coat with red pin stripes. He adveri this gap with retention of my dig-| tised he would either reward the

com’ 1987 By 0A SERVICII, 8 0. . AY, 8 ‘Thirty days hath September, April, June and N peer WE TT youloolt wr A

ii nity and withqut-showing traces of finder ‘for returning the coat, or ) a frowning father? Should I “bow gell the pants to him. lout” of the club? beeen i “PUZZLED PARENT. » | THIEF GETS BIBLES : Why not make your father-son EUGENE, Ore. (U.P) rank | contacts brief and effortless and | Hytchason, a book salesman, re-| \/ J Rob assume pies ov Phen oh ported to Eugene police that his you confine your a aul (car had been ransacked. and books the club's gymnasium. facilities? | valued at $154 taken. The loot in-| ; You Yubly are making your cluded 15 Bibles.

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