Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 31 March 1948 — Page 13

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THIS MUST BE A hideous nightmare. That's the first thought that came to me as I stood in what was the business district of Coatesville. There seemed fo be a thought for every brick, splintered and twisted tree, every haggard and slow-moving person, whom you knew had lived through the tornado. You could pick out the natives of Coatesville, In their eyes there was that unbelieving, horrified something that remained from last Friday. It could have been a trick of the imagination. It's hard to say. But everywhere you looked there seemed to be a plea for help. Everywhere. You didn’t have to be a construction engineer to see the amount of work that had to be done. I knew Mark Hadley, Coatesville town board member, was chairman of the committee to clear the wreckage. For some reason I thought it was necessary to see him in order to be able to help." No one seemed to know where Mr. Hadley was. They knew he was “around” someplace. Why? I wanted to work. ' “Start in any place,” one man told me. “Any wo truck that pulls up to be loaded is good enough.” I should have known that. There was no need for the usual formalities. Not one. man questioned me when I started to heave bricks into a state highway truck. It was a full 10 minutes before I found out what we were clearing. It was Herschel Greenlee’s shoe shop. Kenneth Jones, Danville, was operating a power loader. His job was to dig out the heavier pieces of concrete and brick. , The man in charge of our crew was Raleigh Greenlee, state highway patrolman and brother of the shoe shop owner who was in the hospital.

All Work, No Talk *

THERE WASN'T CH talk as we threw house bricks into the trWick. There wasn't any belly-aching about the work, either. Everyone seemed to realize 10 or 15 bricks in the truck

"JUST PEOPLE" — Shoulder to shoulder th

Coatesyille goes on. "Mr. Inside,” one of the men helping to lift the machine, witnessed the spirit that will rebuild Coatesville.

By Ed Sovola

e work of clearing and salvaging in

as possible. He said he would try to get a truck; for the salvage. ; Salvage was also going on in Carl Elliott's grocery store next to us. Foodstuffs were being dug out and stacked in a pickup truck. Clarence Stubblefield, Coatesville, told me when we paused in our work while another truck was backing into position, that picking and heav-| ing bricks was good. exercise for picking tomatoes. He also pointed out H. H. Hathaway, editor of the Coatesville Herald, who was rummaging through the wreckage that was his print shop.

Somehow Strength Came

MR. STUBBLEFIELD’'S comments in the past tense gave me something of a hopeless, beat feeling. He would point to a pile of rubble and say, “There was the Farmer Supply Store. There was the Miller Implement Co. There was a grocery store. Where those men are walking around was a feed store.” | Bending down, picking up bricks and throwing them into the truck took your mind off a lot of things. And when the bricks began to get so heavy and you wondered if you could possibly lift another, there was a smashed showcase to lift out, or a power machine or a shoe stitcher, Somehow the necessary strength came to you. It took 12 men to lift Mr. Greenlee’s power buffer and grindér., There were no more than eight tossing bricks. But when the time came to lift' the machine on the truck, we had help. Where did it come from? I doubt if anyone knew. The important thing was that we had enough. We found small tools like hammers, knives, punches, and clippers. The spirit in which every Item was picked up and put in the truck was gratifying. The idea was that when Mr. Greenlee gets out of the hospital] he would have the tools to start his shoe shop +R ! There, in the midst of disaster, people, just plain people were pitching in with all that was in them. A box of tacks was important. Coatesville was going to get back on its feet. Mr. Greenlee would be needing those tacks, his hammers and that box of rubber heels. i But it needs help. A lot of help. The kind of| help that comes from the heart and will get paid the same way—from the heart.

By Robert C. Ruark

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| 1ZES were better than two minutes of comment on y what had happened, _ LS! After we had Toaded three trucks with ‘brick, someone came to a pile of harness. Mr. Greenlee was called and instructed us to try to find as much \merica’s . a Honky-Tonk .- other onky-Ton day. All ce Yr beige, NEW "ORLEANS, Mar. 31—They sure have « + « S1Z08 frowzed up the French Quarter in this town since a the war. They've made it a cheap carnival and

a clip joint, where it used to be quietly wicked and fairly economical in its wickedness. Since the gambling moved out of town into Jefferson parish, arid the cops started discourag4 ing naughtiness, they have evidently tried to compensate for a new and unaccustomed purity with a surface gaudiness which is a lot less New Orleans than Chicago's loop. You can’t dig up a decent native boogie-woogie virtuoso in the quarter now—not, at least, until Fats Pichon comes back from New York—but there are more displaced Yankee stripteasers than rats. It's difficult to walk down Bourbon St, without being knocked unconscious by a hurled torso—a torso that probably was operating in Cleveland, O., before they legally frowned on wilful nakedness in that city. You used to be able to sit down in New Orleans and nibble at a 40-cent drink and listen to a spate of sorrowful blues. If a lady started to disrobe in your vicinity she was apt to be an irrepressed customer. Nobody grabbed you by the nape, as you walked along, and hurled you into a floor show.

Guys With Turned-up Hats

BUT NOW they have the fat comedians from the Bronx—the kind of doleful comic who turns his hat up in front and rewrites Milton Berle material with a dirty chalk. - They have one character pridefully billed as an imitator of Al Jolson, which sets some sort of record in fruitless Scavenging. They peddle worn-out acts from the cheaper gin mills in the larger Northern cities, and the shopworn spirit of New Orleans itself is hawked on the streets much as a county fair Pitchman sells his combination potato peelerbicycle pump. The quarter today looks more like 424 and Broadway than the old Vieux Carre. There are now, just a handful of places which Make any attempt to perpetuate the old town's

Sure Are Purty

WASHINGTON, Mar. 31—The lawmakers were yammering as usual. “Eyebrows” Lewis was making uncomplimentary grunts in the direction of the government. The White House correspondents were worrying about what was worrying the President. And old “Ferdinand the Bull”

out and smell the pretty posies? I tell you, flower lovers—and entomologists, j¥ too—those Jap cherry trees are worth all the trouble they've been for the last 40 years. They don’t give any smell (1 sniffed em carefully), nor cherries, either, but they sure are purty. Like a stationare snowstorm. Like a cloud of confetti suspended in air. Like the gauze on Sally Rand; you can almost see through it, but not Quite. A little buggy they still may be and Perverse I know they are, but I think they're fine. "Twas ever thus. ‘We've had cherry-blossom Problems here ever since 1907.

Bob Taft's Mother Did It

IF THOSE Republicans and Democrats will take my word that this essay is strictly nonPolitical, I can report that Sen. Bob Taft's mother, Mrs{ William Howard Taft, was responsible for our cherry blooms. She was a tourist in Japan, Where the flowers struck her as being so pretty that she ordered 70 cherry trees planted on the nks of the Potomac. Her imported trees made such a nice little thowing beside the muddy river that Dr. Jokichi Takamino, a Japanese medic living here, said Wouldn't it be nice if the city of Tokyo, as a ‘gesture of everlasting friendship to the city of

Othman said to himself, So what? Why not go"

spirit. Charlie Cantrell, at Pat O'Brien's place, herds his raucous tourists indoors, but keeps a quiet patio outside where a man can sip a beer without applauding some fugitive performance from a flea-circus.

Chumps Stand Outside

LAFITTE'S, away down in Bourbon St., still regards its customers as more amusing than any act which might be booked into the place. Owen Brennan, at the old Absinthe House, took one fling at a big floor show and got sick to his fiscal stomach. He is currently awaiting the return of Monsieur Pichon, who can play a piano and cite the virtues of a big: fat mama without clubbing the customer’s brains out. But the places are few and far between. The Court of the Two Sisters used to be touristy but quiet, but now they have piped music into the courtyard and afflict the visitors with a daytime drink which is pink and characterless. The chumps stand for hours outside the restaurants, and are greeted inside with something passing contempt. They have been forced to mass-produce New Orleans food, even as they mass-produce New Orleans atmosphere—I suppose, to meet the customer demand. I have been very sentimental about New Orleans, ever since the first night I stood the Bourbon St. watch, and I wish they would give the French quarter back to the natives. = Strippers I can see in Chicago, flea circuses I ean enjoy in New York, and sidewalk pitchmen I can do without, permanently. . 3 The big thing about New Orleans used to be that you could saunter around feeling dangerously wicked on a couple of bucks, and while| nothing ever came of it the feeling stuck with | you. That is impossible today, on account of too many naked Northern ladies, low comedians, guides, shills, queues, tattoo artists, picture-snap-pers, and praline-peddlers. Trouble is, I guess, that the carpet-baggers have taken over, and us| Creoles are being crowded into the gutter.

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By Frederick C. Othman

| Washington, made a gift of 2000 more cherry trees?

2000, Then 3000 More

TOKYO SHIPPED over the 2000 young trees with the appropriate diplomatic hoopla and handdecorated scrolls, but the entomologists (they hate to be called bug experts) of the Agriculture Department were unimpressed. They said these trees were infested with bugs, Oriental scale and other disease too horrid to mention. The bonfire of cherry trees at San Francisco nearly resulted in a diplomatic incident. Those Japs, however, took this blow like litte | gentlemen. A group of experts spent the next two

years at the Imperial Horticultural Station, graft- 4 THAT EXISTENCE 1S AN EVIL;

ing bug-free Yoshimo cherry shoots on diseaseless wild cherry roots. This time they sent 3000 trees. And they defied anybody to locate a single bug on ‘em. Here my tale gets a little confused. Some of

the bugologists claimed the new batch of trees [= wasn’t much better than the first; the diplomats |p said that if this gift was burned, too, there'd!

probably be war. Officially those trees were in | perfect health and oflicially that’s the way they've! been ever since, though some entomologists still] mutter (under their breaths) that those trees are | responsible for diseased cherry trees as far west ' as the Mississippi. f

So the Japanese trees have been blooming ever =

Others

"The Indianapolis

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SECOND SECTION

WEDNESDAY, MARCH 31, 1948

PAGE 13

‘Primary Colors’ Best Of Week;

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THE WINNER —The best picture of the 34th

3 Pe week in

In Close Race For Prize

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Hang a

The Times

Amateur

Photo Contest was "Primary Colors" by Norman J. Gill of Lebanon. The amateur shutter-snapper’'s model is his daughter, Jeannine. It was taken with a 3!/, x4!/4 Speed Graphic using Super XX film. Exposure was 1/400 second at Ff: 32 with the camera eight feet away. ‘Lighting was provided by a No. 22 flashbulb.

* HONORABLE MENTION—A newcomer, George Hurt, 1125 Newman St., calls this honorable mention entry. "Spring Opening." He used a Welti camera. Exposure ‘was 1/200 second at f: Il.

Mrs. Ross Puts a Wallop In U.S. Mint Production

Supply Soars From $2 Billion to $23 Billion

During Her 15 Years as Director WASHINGTON, Mar. 31 (UP)—Mrs. Nellie Taylor Ross probably has made more money than anybody, and President Truman wants her to go right on making it. He has asked the Senate to approve her appointment to continue as director of the U. 8. mint for another five years.

ing. During the 15 years this gracious grandmofher has been the e

country’s. official moneymaker,

Church Sponsors

Jensen Talk

The Central Avenue Methodist Church will present Otto K. Jensen in an address on “The Work and Accomplishments of the In-

dianapolis yelopment Com- billion in gold bullion.

mission” Thurs- boasts more than $24 billion. day night. Large Supply Minted Mr. Jensen, “All of that gold has gone

turned out in the previous 121 years of its history.

When she became director in

secretary of theljarge part of it has been minted,”

I Will she says in the same tone she speak at 7 P. M.|, 505 when she tells how she

following a 6 o'clock dinner in lended her once famous butter-

the church din-|Milk biscuits. ing room. Mrs. Ross is a handsome grayMen of thehaired woman who is frankly

Mr. Jensen .1rch are spon- feminine about her age and un-

soring the talk for the commu- flattering photographs. nity. Dinner reservations must be iplaced with the. church office not {later than tomorrow noon.

| She does most of her work in |her treasury building office which looks out upon the front door of {the White House. She is a frequent visitor to the mint's seven field institutions for

WORD-A-DAY

By BACH the deposit of gold and silver and —in the case of the Philadelphia, Denver and San Francisco plants —for the coinage of new money. Skips Royal Reception OI Although she enjoys capital so- ( pes i-miz m) NOUN |i cial life, she once skipped a reBELIEF THAT THE WORLD '$ |iception for European royalty be-

BAD RATHER THAN GOOD AND |/cause she was so engrossed in picking worms from the tobacco on her Maryland farm. JA native of St. Joseph, Mo., Mrs. Ross was a kindergarten {teacher before she married Wil{liam Bradford Ross and became {the mother of four sons. | Her husband's death in 1924,

THE TENDENCY TO LOOK ON THE 0ARK SIDE OF LIFE OR TO EXPECT FAILURE

(soB) AH, THERE'S NOTHING BuT

Manual PTA Plan

the mint has coined and put into High School, will entertain sencirculation as much money as it|iors in the active club Apr. 27

1933 after serving as the first woman governor of Wyoming, the general chairman of the ear D mint held slightly more than $2 eNow it

Who is executive through the melting pot and a Deloris Rahm Arterburn.

earned honorable mention.

film was Superpan. Shutter speed was

was f: 5.6.

Group to Discuss

Patrons and teachers of Manual High School will decide in a meeting in the school auditorium at 8 p. m. next Wednesday if the southside school is to have a Parent-Teacher Association. Principal E. H. Kemper MecComb is in charge of the meet-

Alumnae of Masoma, honorary girls’ organization of Manual

and sponsor a card party at the Women's Department Club May 9.

1 Mrs. Marcia Orme Murphy is

party, assisted by Mildred Otting and Mesdames Pauline Kottkamp Short, Regina Schock Reifeis, Josephine Graber Wolf, Bernadine Weiland Burns, Rose Tegeler Hafer, Lilllan Burnett Henzie and

Libraries to Mark

‘JAY BIRD QUINTET’

75th Anniversary

dianapolts Public Library's 75th anniversary will commence next Monday, according to Miss Mar{lan McFadden, librarian. | Programs, to be given in Central Public Library, will include a musical evening by the Teen

{Music Canteen at 8 p. m. Mon-!

(day; a Junior Chamber of Com-

{merce program, with Richard T.

{James, vice president of Butler University as speaker, 8:p. m. Tuesday; a tea for women's liter-| ary clubs at 2:30 p, m, Wednes-| day, with Mrs. Thor Wesenberg | as speaker; a Junior High School | Reading Clubs program at 3:45! p. m. Thursday, with Mrs. Jean- | ette Covert Nolan, Indianapolis | author, as speaker, and a birthday celebration at 8 p. m. Thursday, with Luther H., Evans, librarian of Congress, as speaker.

Navy Club Party

Ship 42, Navy Club Auxiliary will give a card party at 1:30 p. m. Monday in the Colonial Furniture Store. Mrs. Harry

{a year after he becamé Demo2 pe {cratic governor of Wyoming, pro- » - |jected her into politics. | The voters elected her to suc-| .|/ceed her husband. She entered the ‘national field, campaigning {first for Al Smith and later for!

since, always choosing a date that officialdom |

doesn’t expect. During the war some misguided [=

patriots tried to chop ‘em down and went to jail for their trouble. End report on cherry blossoms. Tomorrow: Skullduggery in high places,

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[Franklin Deldno Roosevelt, | 8he was vice chairman of the! {National Democratic Party at the |iime Mr. Roosevelt appointed her

to her present post. | § PR :

Collins is general chairman. Proceeds wifl be used to assist disabled Navy veterans.

OFS 131 PLANS PROGRAM Naomi Chapter 131, OES, will] present an Easter program at 7:45 p. m. Friday in its stated meeting in the nic Tempie. Elizabeth Van Cloof is worthy matron and Enoch Ballard is worthy patron. |

Formal celebration of the In-!

RUNNER-UP — Richard Shufflebarger, of Martinsville, a former winner, came back with this honorable mention photo taken at Indianapolis’ traction terminal. He used an Argus "A" camera and Plus-X film, Exposure was |/100 second at f: 4.5.

ZA T. Colten, 1731 Broadway, another newcomer, He used a Model D Graflex with a six-inch lens. The 1/40 second and the diaphragm opening

Norman Gill of Lebanon Uses Speed Graphic

With Daughter as Model; Newcomers Enter

By ART WRIGHT A NEWCOMER WON top laurels in the 34th week's judging in The Times Amateur Photo Contest and two other first-timers earned honorable mention.

The first prize went to Norman J. Gill, of Lebanon. He is one of the many photographers outside of Indianapolis who have won recognition in The Times competition. The two newcomers who won| approval of the judges were|derived from photographic work. George Hurt, 1125 Newman St.| The deadline for each week's and A. T. Colten, 1731 Broadway./contest is midnight Friday. The other honorable mention win-| Pictures postmarked or brought ner was a former first prize win-{to The Times by that time will

ner, Richard Shuffiebarger, of|be considered for the group which Martinsville. appears in The Times the follow- # = = ing Wednesday. MR. GILL will receive a Times » check for $5. ON THE BACK of each photo

That amount is awarded to the/should be written the pho-

a first prize winner each week. A |tographer’s name, address, tele-

photographer may submit any|phone number, type camera and number of prints in any week and (film used, type lighting, shutter may enter as many weeks as he speed, diaphragm opening. chooses, even after he wins. The decision of the judges is No one is barred, except em-|final and al] pictures become the ployees of The Times, members property of The Times. Mail or of their families and profes-|bring pictures to Phdto Contest sionals. An amateur is one whose Editor, Indianapolis Times, 214 chief source of income is not{W. Maryland St.

Carnival—By Dick Turner