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Inside Indianapolis

#5 ABOARD THE U. 8. ROCHESTER.—"“Well, what db you know. So you're from Indiana?” Wonderful words to hear when you're a long way from home. On this floating, self-sufficient city of 1193 souls there are 10 Hoosiers. I knew sooner or later I'd meet someone from the brightest jewel of the 48. Right off the bat I better report that there is & man aboard who can literally taste and smell the Thanksgiving turkey he's going to get 3421 S, New Jersey st. He's S-1C Al Padgett of Itfffianapolis. When I met Al he was sewing canvas around a life line. With the shores of Bermudas a feW thousand yards away, naturally I asked Al if he were excited gbout going ashore. °* I was busting out at the seams with excitement. Al kept right on sewing while he told me that this was his third trip here and the only thing that ¢xcited him was the thought of seeing his folks at ving time and tying into that turkey. . I asked Al if he missed anything in particular. He said he missed his folks more than anything. So, Mom, you better start thinking about that turkey for Al Next to meeting ‘Al I got the biggest warm spot when I met Lt. Raymon Lucht (U. 8. N. R). Lt Lucht is from my home town, Hammond, Ind, and was in high school the same time I was. Even though I hadn't seen Ray for more than 10 years 1 recognized him immediately, A good full hour was spent talking about mutual friends.

Kokomo Represented, Too KOKOMO is represented on ship by 8-1C Marion Bagerhauff. I found Marion manning the Joe pot {coffee pot) and doing right well Usually he's located in the plotting room of the main battery. This makes Marion’s third trip here. All the enlisted men from Indiana are ship's company. There are no Hoosier reserves aboard. 8-1C Chris Angelidis of Gary gets a big kick out of sailing with reserves.

By Ed Sovola

He says there's something new and funny every

, He told about the reserve 'who asked where the basement of the ship was. Of course. didn't say a word about some of my first questions. The ship is a busy place and usually there's not much time for gassing. Al Padgett’s buddy, 8-10 Duane Twigg of Ft. Wayne, was, busy in the navigation office when I popped in on him. Reserves were taking in a lecture so I promptly beat it. wn in the hull department I came across 8-2C Everett McBride from Garrett, Ind. Everett put

aside a hunk of pipe to shake hands with me and!

grinned broadly. Doggone, it's nice to meet your own people. 8-2C Harold Waldon of Bedford was on lookout duty when I steamed alongside. I've been on board ship long enough to know you don't bother lookouts. We'd get together later, maybe even go to a movie some night aboard ship.

He Still Likes Home Cooking RADARMAN S8-3C DON ELLIS of South Bend likes the food aboard ship, but still thinks about that home cooking. Just when we got into some real recipes Don's section was. called to quarters, Shelbyville can say it has a big gun aboard the Rochester in the person of Lt. Cmdr. John Gutting, the ship's gunnery officer. - On the way back from Bermuda I plan to see more of Cmdr. Gutting, We're going to do a-bit of target practice. Since I'm an Indiana university man, it so happens that I mention meeting Ensign Laddie Hutar of Lafayette last. Ensign Hutar was graduated from ‘Purdue last year and is now a member of the reserve, The minute he found out I was an I. U. man that old rivalry became apparent. I wonder if my singing the I. U. Victory Song had anything to do with it? Now for that Liberty boat to see what's cooking in Bermuda, I hope it isn't onlons,

Meet Miss Lutcher

By Robert C. Ruark

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NEW YORK, Oct. 1.—Some amazing things have happened to the entertainment business since I went away—such as the fact that it is no longer shameful to sing tenor. And, of course, there is Nellie Lutcher. This happened to me once before. I went to Europe in the winter of 1935, once, and whefi I came home people were all snarled up in swing, jitterbugging, “The Music Goes (Round and Round” and Benny Goodman. I never did catch up with the trend. I wish to avoid this catastrophe, in the case of tenors and Miss Lutcher. When I kissed the country goodby it was overfun with baritones, Starting with Bing and scaling down to the lowercase groaners, it was considered a federal offense to sing for a living unless you had warts on your tonsils. Any male type who couldn't emulate a bull, snagged in the barbed-wire fence, was dead. While my back was turned a young blond guMy and not very pretty, named Clark Dennis, has been. singing tenor for money. An enterprising outfit named Capitol Records put out a platter called “Peg ©’ My Heart"—the same old Irish weeper—and people

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the kid into a New York joint called the Copacabana, which is supposed to cater to the flash mob, and they ate the boy alive. All the time he is singing tenor, too. No beeps or boops or muffled moans. Morton Downey has finally got some company.

it’s Really a Good Sign I THINK this is a heartening sign. When tenors ¢ome back, normalcy isn't loitering too far behind. When people start to crying in their denatured beverage over Irish songs, we reassume a healthy sentimentality which is divorced from radar and Vishinsky. § foreses fhe day when-.any young man can step right up and brand himself a tenor without having to keep his right duke cocked. . Tenors I can assimilate, by easy stages, but I was unprepared for Miss Lutcher. I stepped off the lane and the customs fellow asks me if I have eard about Miss Lutcher. Kid brother comes up from the south and he is babbling about Miss Lutcher. A cynical New Yorker I know, with a beard, says hello in a hurry and then shoves a

Lutcher record on the machine. I got tipped off on Lutcher in Washington, when all the time I wanted to hear about Hanns Eisler. Miss Lutcher, it seems, is in the: capitol stable, too, and a couple of her ditties, “Real Gone Guy" and “Hurry on Down” are up over the half million mark. Each. Also Miss Lutcher is currently slaving nightly at the downtown department.of New York's Cafe Society, and stacking the characters in the foyer. They got a rope down there in the Village now—the first rope that hasn't been used for self-destruction in years,

She Has Fine Gold Teeth

NELLIE IS no chick. She claims 32 and I will raise her eight years, anyhow, because she has been singing in the West coast gin-joints for something like 20° seasons. She started chanting in church when she was 8, but her current performance is not tied to the pulpit. .

- Miss Lutcher has, in- addition to some comely].

heft, one of “the finest gold teeth that ever flashed at an audience. She plays a piano as if she were trying for a technical knockout, and her feet don't touch the pedals. She can make fuss enough with the floor for her sounding board. ! The woman's got a fine, bawdy quality about her stuff that ‘hasn't been heard since poor old Fats Waller up and died. She sings off-key for fun and loud when it ought to be quiet and she knocks the flats off the keyboard and somehow comes out as delightfully as Waller ever did. When she tells you to hurry on down to her house, honey, there aint nobody there put her, it is an experience. There is one piece she does, a new one, called “A Fine Brown Frame,” that has the aficionados turning around inside their shoes, because she gets

~all- the illegal overtones in it which are not sup-

posed to be péddlable, if that is a word. Lutcher's singing is not singing, in the strictest sense, but she is going to be around for some months, and die rich. I don’t know why it took 20 years to dig up this gal, but it is a happy excavation. I am not, however, as pleased about Lutcher as I am about the resurgence of tenors. In strictest confidence, you should hear me do “Mother Macree” in the showers. If the

Capitol Record people will hurry on down, I think,

I have the name and address of a new star.

By Frederick C. Othman

| What Price Food

WASHINGTON, Oct. 1.—The first political lunch of the autumn season was not so good: Swiss steak with the life cooked out to make it chewable and, for dessert, two sorry-looking plums straight from the can $1.25. The scene: The Washington National Press club. The occasion: A debate between that distinguished Democrat, Senator Joseph C. O'Mahoney of Wyoming, and that equally notable Republican, Rep. Clarence J. Brown of Ohio. They both had fresh hair cuts. Senator O'Mahoney doffed his golden pince nez glasses and let them dangle from their black silk ribbon. © He blamed the food situation, that Swiss steak included, on the Republicans. Rep. Brown. hooked his glistening spectacles over his ears. He placed responsibility for the problem of eating, not forgetting those plums, on the Democrats.

They Get Friendly

AND PRETTY SOON they were waving their arms and shouting at each other. The senator was a baritone; the representative a basso. The dialog grew Hotter by the minute; the coffee colder. The orators called each other by their first names, so I guess I will, too. A fine thing, Joe cried, when the cops of" Cleveland arrest the driver of a U, 8, mail truck ‘because it is a menace to human life. No brakes, no fenders. . “That's what this Republican economy drive is doing,” he said, “Hamstringing government departrents, fixing it so the post office department, itself, can't afford good trucks.” , This caused Clarence to chuckle; his second chin tb quiver. “Haw,” he boomed. “I just want to remind Joe, here, that this truck driver didn’t wear out those fenders in the last six

PS months,” he added. “That's been the trouble with

this Democratic administration. Too many chauf-

A-Bubble Bath /

HOLLYWOOD, Oct. 1.—The panic is on., Hollywood is grabbing at straws. / . There's talk in movietown about putting paid comtercial plugs in motion pictures. For & price, the ucts of American manufacturers will be shown and talked about on the screen if the plan goes through. ’ * It's frightening. Here's what may happen when, you go to your neighborhood theater for your weekly double-feature Headache: / You buy a ticket and then stop by the neonlighted “snack-bar for a glant-sized bag of popcorn aranteed to rattle through entire double-bill), ree Gooey-Nut candy bars (the kind the stars eat), and a package of long-lasting bubble gum.

: ' Lana in an Atomic Bath

You take your seat just ‘as the first picture starts. Lana Turner is just stepping out of her Atomic Bubble Bath. You know it's Atomic because the box is sitting right there in sight on the end of the tub. ! Lana tells her maid all about how wonderful she feels on account of Atémic Bubble Bath.

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feurs losing fenders and dropping pieces all over the landscape.” The argument continued on this same high level and exciting it was, too. Just like in congress, except that the audience there gets in free and doesn’t have | to eat Swiss steak and plums. ‘ Joe said he didn't know what next year's presi- | dentid] campaign issues would be until he discovered | whether the G. O. P. elephant intended to follow its trunk, or its tail. “We will have the same basic issues as confronted the people in 1946 when they so overwhelmingly elected a Republican congress,” Clarence rumbled. “Take the confusion around the administration, Why, all day yesterday and this morning I was trying to find out what the White House thought about an extra session of congress on European relief. And I still don’t know.” Joe said he didn’t notice Clarence voting against any appropriations to fight the war. And this was the aftermath of war. {

‘Republicans Will Pay’

“YES,” SNAPPED CLARENCE. will pay for this war. they always will.” / Joe charged the Republicans with wrecking the OPA; Clarencessaid they tried to continue it, but President Truman vetoed it. : “In fact, Joe, I think you were one of those Demo- | crats who championed taking the controls off meat,” | Clarence said. Joe glared at him. I glared at the remains 6f my Swiss steak and eventually the debate ended, ‘With neither gladiator declared the winner. President Warren Francis said the Press club was neutral. Me, too. I shook hands with Joe and Clarence and went downstairs to Schulte’s soda fountain fgr a non-political cheese sandwich. Nothing makes

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By Erskine Johnson

Then Cary Grant comes rushing in to tell her he, can't wait for breakfast much longer—he can already! taste the crisp, crunchy flavor of the Délight Waffle, made on that shiny new Delight Waffle Iron, with the new handle that won't burn your fingers. He also says that if she doesn't get one of those RipperDripper coffee makers, he's going to divorce her.

The Plot Thickens She says that if he doesn’t buy her one of those luscious Jet-Super-Rocket Eight convertibles, she'll divorce him first. Then the plot develops around the salesman who comes to the door with a sensational No-Sneeze vacuum cleaner. Lana falls for the salesman and runs away for a trip around the world on the Treasure Tour Ocean Lines, three meals a day .guaranteed, seasick or not. Cary Grant follows them on the Sky-Terrier Airline in a pressure cabin, catches up with them and punches the salesman in the nose. : At the clinch, he buys her the Jet-Super-Rocket

Eight convertible and. she gets the Ripper-Dripper “By the wav, what did your parents do of an evening before you ~ Coffee maker and they live happily ever after,

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SECOND SECTION

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PRIZE WINNER — Judged best of the entries in the eighth week of The Times Amateur Photo Contest is this picture by George A. Opal, secretary of the Indianapolis Camera club. It was taken with a 21/4 x 31/4 Recomar camera using Plus X film.

SCHOOL THEME—An Indiana Central college student, Larry George, submitted the runner-up photo taken in the busy college setting. Mr. George used a 4x5 Speed Graphic and Panchro Press Type ""B" film. Shutter speed was |/200 second at f. :22. Lighting came from a No. 5 and a No. || flash bulb.

Sports Official Freed on Bond

MIAMI, Fla, Oct. 1 (U. P)—| Castro was freed yesterday when Cuban National Sports Director |, posted $5000 bond

Manolo Castro was free on bond

Havana, sountry to Cuba.

after spending “ today from U, 8. federal charges * night in the Dade county jail The Republicans|of arms smuggling, but he faced here. He denied charges of the

YJ. 8. treasury department that he upon hig return to his native had smuggled arms from this

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U. S. Short Changing Airlines, Editor Says

WASHINGTON, Oct. 1 (U. P.).— Wayne W. Parrish, editor of American Aviation magazine, charged today that the government was “short changing” U. 8. overseas airlines by paying higher air mail rates to their foreign competitors. Foreign air lines are paid the full $2.87 per ton mile set by the International Postal union, Mr. Parrish

| sald in an editorial, while the U.S,

airlines get a 75 cents a ton fee.

Rent Control Extension

Likely, Senators Say

WABHINGTON, Oct. 1 (U, P).— Extension of rent controls beyond next March 1 was considered likely today by some senators of both parties. Senators C. Douglass Buck (R. Del) and John J. Sparkman (D, (Ala.), said they did not think the ‘housing shortage would have eased lenough to warrant end of rent oontrols on the scheduled date.

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WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 1, 1947

Camera Club Secretar

HONORABLE MENTION — "Tennis Fan"

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title of this runner-up by John G. Hale, 634 N. Riley ave. Using a 9x12 Recomar camera, the picture was snapped at 1/50 second at f. :16. An orange filter "G" was used and super pan film. ead

DANVILLE ENTRY—This honorable mention photo came from Charles Price of Danville, who used a 4x5 Speed Graphic and Super XX high-speed pan film.

Shutter speed was 1/100 second of f. :8

Takes $5 Over Photo

Of ‘Tennis Fan’ By ART WRIGHT THE Indianapolis Camera club shared the spotlight in The Times

Photo contest today. Its secretary, George A. Opal, 644 E. 62d st, was awarded first prize for the eighth week of the contest. The deadline for entries published today was last Friday midnight,

» - n MR. OPAL, a service man on calculating machines for a Chicago firm, has won numerous laurels in the first year he has been an ama{teur photographer. The picture the Judges selected for No. 1 position today also had won the grand award during the recent Monon Centennial celebration, the board learned after announcing its decision. Mr. Opal will receive The Times check for $5, the prize given each week for the best picture submitted.

Plant Pay Double In Past 8 Years

WASHINGTON, Oct. 1 (U. P.).— {Weekly earnings of the average fac{tory worker have more than dou{bled in the past eight years of war

land reconstructién, labor depart-

men figures showed today. |

| The department released final

figures for last July showing that

average weekly factory earnings amounted to $40.08 during the month, Eight years ago—in August, 1939, the last peacetime month before (world war II began—the same jworkers averaged $23.17 weekly. {Furthermore, they were making the higher income last July by working only 1.7 hours per week longer than in 1939. The labor department computed the rise in earnings at 107.4 per

cent. In the same ‘period, retail prices of cost of living essentials fose 60.6 per cent,

” » » | THE QUALITY of ‘pictures submitted continued to improve. More entries also were received and every indication pointed toward new “finds” in photographic excellence among Indiana's amateurs. The contest is open free of charge to any person whose chief source of income is not derived from photographic work. Any number of prints may be submitted by an individual. All pictures must be in black and (white, » » . e ENTRANTS should write on the back of each picture, photographer's name, address, telephone number, type camera and film; shutter speed, diaphragm opening, type lighting. The decision of the judges is final and all pictures become the | property of The Indianapolis Times. Mail or bring photos for each weekiy contest by midnight Friday to: Amateur Photo Contest, Indianapo« lis Times, 214 W. Maryland st., Indianapolis 9.

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