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EL FASHER, Rejgf, Whimo, Abu Deleigq, Iringa, Amaramba, Johannesburg, Africa, rhinoceros, Municipal Airport, D-C4, I wish I were going, too, tra la, tra la. i s A man never knows, does he, that what appears to be a business man heading for the Merchandise Mart in Chicago to buy four gross of snow suits is actually a business man heading for darkest Africa to take pot shots at lions and things. Wonderful age we live in. Imagine, packing a toothbrush and a razor with a couple of extra blades, nylons, bubble gum, solid chocolate, bacon, cigarets and a few traveler's checks and waving farewell to the little woman and the homestead at 3649 N. Delaware St. for a few weeks. Has all the earmarks of a bit of an adventure, eh what, ol’ boy? That's what Ed Dowling, the globe-trotting president of the Dilling & Co., confectioners, did this week. And the above mentioned items are about all Mr. Dowling took with him,
Travel Fast and Far :
YOU'RE MAKING with a whistle now, aren't you? If you were going to Africa for six weeks you'd Have 16 trunks following you. That, my friend, is the difference between a traveling man and people like us. Mr. Dowling's kind travel light, fast and far and can be in Rangoon and back while most of us are trying to get reservations. I cleared my throat preparatory to saying something just as Mr, Dowling and Bernie Cantwell, American Airlines agent, were weighing the former's luggage. There were two small cases and a briefcase on the scales for a total of 65 pounds. Another slab of chocolate and Mr. Dowling would have gone over the 66-pound limit. “Where are the big elephant guns?” was my
An Indianapolis big game hunter (left) Ed Dowling, checks with Agent Bernie Cantwell whether his luggage is within limits. A "shipside" traveler, Mr. Dowling has his own ideas how to travel, what to pack and what to do in Africa.
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first question. Right then and there I began to have doubts about the accuracy of the reports I heard about Mr, Dowling. A light topcoat, gray hat, blue suit, red tie,
SECOND SECTION white shirt with French cuffs shook as the “big game hunter” turned and laughed. The agent
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Five minutes later I laughed right along with = them. You can learn a lot in five minutes if you listen when someone who knows is talking. O | n “All the stuff I'm taking along is for my
friends over there who will be more than glad to see me and the chocolate, bubble gum, nylons and other scarce items,” explained Mr. Dowling. He believes his friends in the right places are invaluable to a traveler who is an enemy of six-months-before-takeoff reservations and other red tape that is to be found at ticket windows. Mr. Dowling is a “shipside” cash on the barrel voyager. Shipside means he goes to the airport and] waits for the plane he wants to come in. More often than not, especially in the foreign lands and]: Africa in particular, there's plenty of room. If| there isn’t, all an American has to do is flash a couple of greenbacks and he's in like you-know-who. American money is still a pretty good ticket. The Indianapolis: candy manufacturer wasn’t in the least excited. Curious about what he was going to see and do but not excited. He plans to take one thing at a time.
“It's ridiculous to think I would be carrying guns, don’t you agree?” I did after he mentioned it. When you come right down to big game hunting, Mr. Dowling said, he knew about as much as I did. Nothing isn’t very much, I remined him. That's what he knew, Mr. Dowling reminded ie.
Easy When You Know How
HOW IS HE going to do it? Simple. He has friends. The chief of police of Johannesburg will have a safari ready to go into action. If Mr. Dowling misses a lion, a couple of expert hunters won't. Easy when you know how. But hunting isn't the main idea behind the trip even though he wants people to believe it is. All his life he has been interested in candy, sugar and the sweet tooth. He has seen about all there
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is to be seen of the business in this country. Mr Dowling made two trips to South America and one around the world in search of new friends in the business and new ideas. “We're about the only people in the world who have freedom of movement,” Mr. Dowling said, “and I'm taking advantage of it in my way, the shipside way.” Mrs. Dowling was at the airport to see her husband off. She has long ago learned the fine art of seeing hubby start a junket. Wonderful art. E. R. (Al) Kruger, president of the Paper Art
Co., was also there reminding his friend not to| j
forget about a little information on the paper market in the Union of South Africa. And off he went into “the sky blue yonder.” Here today, London tomorrow, Tripoli the next day and passing out bubble gum in Cairo the following morning. “Bring me back a lion.” “Will do.” “Goodby.” “See you Christmas Eve.”
Lonesome Moans
NEW YORK, Nov. 12—Mammy’s little baby is the last of a breed. Mammy’s little baby is a fat companion for the dodo and the aardvark. So far as I have been able to ascertain, I am the only guy alive who didn’t know that Truman was a cinch to cop the marbles. Guess I'm just stupid. I have .been duly catechised by cab drivers and soda jerks and just plain jerks, also bartenders and wives apd savants. They have one subject: Why Dewey lost, and why they knew it all the time. To me it is miraculous, this recovery America made so suddenly. After the first shock—on that day Republicans now call Black Wednesday—it appears that every man was a, cozy expert, just conning the dumb intellectuals along. I figure that there can’t be any poor cab drivers in New York today, since all of them bet $100 at 80 to 1 on Harry's perky nose. There cannot be any poor politicians, since every man jack I've met since the great upset tells me confidentially that he know it all along. And let me tell you, ne women voted for Thomas E. They knew it was in the bag for Harry. Women are real smart, especially when they have a hunk of hindsight going for them. Everybody knows why Truman won, too—and they knew it before he won.
‘Remember What I Told You?’
“REMEMBER,” they say, “how I kept telling you that little guy with the lip-hedge couldn't make it because people didn’t like him? Remember? Remember how I said that Truman had such a hammerlock on labor it was a breeze? Remember what I said about the farmers? Remember the old axiom about you never get off a winner, you don’t change horses in midstream, you don't vote ~<ains§ prosperity, you don't this and you ‘don’t etcetera? Remember?.. Yeah. I sure do. ’ I remember the bull goose, Jim Farley, telling me how you went about rebuilding a shattered party. I remember all the smart politicos—the old
pros, like Hague and Jake Arvey—crawling off the| |
wagon and hoping anybody would pop up as a candidate, including Mortimer Snerd and Li'l Abner. I remember a couple of Roosevelts running like turpentined tomcats for other candidates, and the 11th hour prayer that somebody, just anybody, would inject a dram of boxofficetjuice into the race. Yes, sir; and I remember how the Republicans had already started to spend the money, and how you could spot a Democrat on the street, strictly by his hangdog look. I remember how the Dixiecrats rubbed their hands and chortled, because while the torso of the party was cut and bleeding, they were going to rebuild a real, honest-to-Jeff Davis, solid-Southing state-rights type-political organization out of the battered arms and legs.
That's Why I'm Lonesome
I REMEMBER all the columns that got killed on that Wednesday, and how sick some tycoons looked, and how the pollsters all turned green and all the crow that got swallowed, raw, with feathers. Also the phony headline that the Chicago Tribune ran, saying as how the little man from Pawling was a winner. But just me, folks. Not you or you or Uncle Hiram. You knew, all along, that Harry had it locked. I read nothing now except learned treatises on why Thomas couldn’t possibly make it in the mud, including statements from Mr. Dewey himself. He says enough people didn’t vote for him, which is the kind of crystal-clear analysis I like to hear from the nation’s leaders. I wish to be honest. I thought our freshly hatched President’ had as much chance to get elected as. Norman Thomas or Henry. {Vallace.
*" I thought ‘the party was a dying dog, and that]
Dewey, like Flynn, was in. I-thought only a moron would wager a bent kopek on the chances of Mr. Truman and ‘his mates. That's why I'm so lonesome these days. body else was smart.
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Basing Point Blues By Frederick
C. Othman
WASHINGTON, Nov. 12—The ghost of Gen. “Iron Pants” Hugh Johnson must have let go today with a blast of cuss words that knocked his headstone askew. I squirmed a little, myself. Or, maybe it is that the law merely changes with the times. You remember old Iron Pants, who figured on licking the late depression with the help of his trusty blue eagle. Anybody who cut his prices then was a villain, aiding and abetting hard times, and the general sicked his eagle on him.
Revises Iron Pants’ Rulings
SOME WENT to jail. Others, like Abe Schechter, the New York chicken dealer, became famous. But mostly, American businessmen played along with Iron Pants. They set up their industry-wide codes and fixed prices at levels where everybody presumably could make a profit. Eventually the nation worked its way out of the depression. Whether the general and his celebrated bird had anything to do with this happy result still is a matter of argument among the historians. The NRA ylong since has been dead and the only blue eagle left is one embroidered by the Navajos on a blanket hanging in the sanctum of the Senate Indian Affairs Committee. What we've got now is a boom and the same businessmen who were being threatened with a ride to the pokey 15 years ago if they didn’t fix prices, now are being offered the same free transportation if they do. The Federal Trade Commission is operating as today’s reverse NRA. It has no blue eagle nor other fancy trappings. It doesn't even have a colorful character like Iron Pants to run the show, but oh boy! “My guess,” said Sen. Brien McMahon of Connecticut, referring to the commission’s recent basing-point order, “Is that this thing will turn
The Quiz Master
What kind of drink is yerba mate? It is an aromatic beverage prepared in South America from the leaves of the Paraguay tea snd has a stimulating effect on the drinker. The tree belongs to the holly family. :
into one of the biggest fights ever.” He's a member of Sen. Homer Capehart’s subcommittee, looking into the fantastically complicated aspects of the order, which was aimed
against cement makers getting together and sell-|
ing a sack of their stickum, no matter where, and no matter who made it, at identical prices. The commission called this conspiracy in restraint of trade. And it ordered the mills to sell their cement at the factory gates and let the customers pay the railroad freight. The Supreme Court upheld this ruling and now comes American business to charge it includes nearly everybody. Claims at
factories will be affected.
"= least that 16 million jobs in $50 billion worth of. Hospital Cau ht y |
Big Business ‘Muddy Thinking’ THE HEAD MAN of the Justice Department's anti-trust division, Herbert A. Bergson, testified that if big businessmen found themselves in chaos, this was because of their own muddy thinking. Rep. Noah M. Mason of Oglesby, Ill, exploded. If anybody's got mud on the brain, he said, it’s the government with its weird rulings which nobody can understand. And if steps aren't taken to undo the damage, he said, Mr, Oglesby is going to become almost ‘as ghostly as the old blue eagle. One of his home town’s cement mills will be forced to close, he continued, while the. other will run only half time. ’ : Along came an assortment of federal trade lawyers, who said they believed the law could be clarified and that business was seeing bogey men who didn’t exist. The Senators seemed to think they did exist. And first thing you know, freight absorption is likely to become a topic of conversation all over the land. Like technology used to be, one of the counsellors suggested.
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Ready on the firing line are H. A. Baker, Oscar Bradford, F. Boyd, Ed Rohiman and Max Mc« | Clain. Club members go out periodically on turkey shoots. The object is to hit clay pigeons. The winner gets the turkey. -
Brownsburg Craft Club members get ‘paid up" for a turkey shoot at Brownsburg. Left to right are: H. A. Baker, Cleon Rothinberger, Louie Knolt, Noah O. Brower and Robert Silkmilter,
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Winner &F “the shoot is-smiling Oscar Bradford, shown hold- Turkey shoot champs line up after a.day on the firing range. Left to right they are: Oscar Brading the first place turkey. An expert shooter, Mr, Bradford has ford, Ed King, who took second place and a chicken, H. A. Baker, promoter of the affair, and Ed won many contests, : Rohlman, a helper.
To Get Some Fun Out of Life
States. Canada is second best,/born. I see sadness when semethen Mexico, Australia and Latin|one is rejected. I see happiness
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By ERNIE HILL, Times Foreign Correspondent Ene 0 Suet Ameros sins ive Maria Biconi, 10, of Warsaw, ITTA, Italy, Nov. 12—Those displaced persons of Europe ®0¢ Of the war 3s thas followed her mother through OINKG y P |friends to keep it at the bottom five camps. Maybe she will be on of the list. {the radio someday. That is the
today but were apprehended 1ess|, — 4,1t know where and they are happily looking forward. Pian ®Y ay DP camp” ante tell of What a hai 20 ruifiutes later. | Every Saturday night, here at Cinecitta outside Rome, they ys trati mps before that, nard-life she has led since 1938, | The prisoners, Robert Strope,| ? jconcentration camps he ‘'a bad year to be born in Poland 120, and -William Weatherly, 23,/ whoop it up. They have a stage show, a dance, a homemade carni-|T can't go back to Romania. The| . and. |were reported missing from their val, a series of contests for ™ I ol 3 (Communists gen t Hike me; Dox ti “We are going on a long jour. {beds at 4:30 a. m. At 4:50 a. mM. prizes, and they let themselves go. iti Teriditions rom ha ea oxen Ask 10 Where : want to go. Youiney someday — me and my police combing the heavily weed- lf h mora than »uropean countries, {know the answer. mother,” she says. “We are not [They enjoy life muc It is no good asking displaced| ‘Don’t feel sorry for us either.|
> block of W. : oy a on. the 1200 Tod 2 clag the sad countesses and barons persons where they hope to land. We live a better life than most | COMING bask either. And I am in their hospital pajamas. crying in thelr martinis on Via|lt gets embarrassing. Almostiof us ever expected. I see 801 10 be famous.
Attoches at the Long HospitaliVeneta unanimously, they pick the United romances bud. I see children| The elderly gentleman from a
& tr {town near Sofia in Bulgaria rerefused to readmit the patients,| At swank Cinecitta (Movie ‘D* y cites poetry and contrives wise and police were instructed tocity), which was bullt by Mus- Big Song Feast’ Planned Nov. 28 cracks on contemporary subjects, bring them to a special ward at|golini, some 1400 displaced per- : i “Goodby to Argentina, long General Hospital. sons occupy a large wing of the! A “Mammoth Song Feast will|Church Choir in special selec- live, Srale,” be states elie tos rambling movie layout. Theifeature voices of two races sha tions ally picture moguls are trying to get|instrumental numbers under the! The Harlin Glee Club will per- ’ rid of them, but they don’t mind.| oF TT ine|form directed “by Mrs. Herbert Na gentina is a standing joke, People are always trying to get po p : {Harlin, Mark Battigs and Fred a y wants 10.5 there. | The rid of them. Baptist Church Home Sunday,|gchyman will speak and Randall] Argentines overplayed the -gesPresent Variety: Show Nov. 28, at 2:30 p. m. in Cadle!Johnson will serve as program|ture of taking refugees. They Tobin is expected to have
Tabernacle. chairman. Art Wright, Indian-|Paid them sim wages and worked, greater voice in -administration| Twenty displaced persons from :
_ithem fat hours. : labor policies than either of his/the camp at Bagnoli near Naples Soloists will include P rof |aolis ee x “The pampa - of Argentina,” two predecessors, informed/in southern Italy are now in Forst W. Wilson, John Hart, Mrs.imonjes.
states the Bulgar, “the beautiful sources sald today. Cinecitta presenting a variety Carl Moore, Miss Julia Reed, No admission will be charged/fiat Pampa of Argentina—what a They said Mr. Tobin may sup-|Stage show. ho
Mrs. Lucretia Love and Mrs. John|but a freewill offering will be what a Ck plant John R. Steelman as Presi-| Anne Bollette, 30-year-old|Fidger Jr. Mrs. Eva Turner will taken for the benefit of the new wha Tei dent Truman's chief labor ad-(blond former Bucharest radio|direct a trio and Richard Orton, True Vine home for orphans "ome SL BA 5
Prisoners Escape
DP's in Italy Camp Manage
They Put on Stage Show and Carnival
Two Indiana State Reforma-| tory prisoners, patients at the] Robert Long Hospital, escaped currently corralled in Italy are anything but sad sacks. from their hospital wards early| They are on their way, they are going places—though most of
(See Tobin Getting More Voice in Labor Policy
WASHINGTON, Nov. 12 (UP) —Secretary of Labor Maurice J.
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