Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 9 February 1949 — Page 13

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THEY LAUGHED when he wobbled on the dee. They didp’t know he used to be a fancy dude on ice skates, ;

"More ‘than 200 young skaters and their par-

ents also expected this weak-ankied Joe to fall

~down and go kerplunk on the Coliseum rpk. He

fooled them all—even himself.

Yes sir, the legs feel more like broom handles than anything else, but my efforts with The init Joe O-RAMS PEriormets was worth it. What more fun, I'm asking myself, than a’ couple hours of skimming over ice to music while pe citing: difficult routines? The shape I'm in, nothIng is more difficult, and I mean nothing.

Should Have Stayed Home and Read 80, a man doesn't have sense enough to relax

and winds up in the middle of a little number called “Dutch Couple” with three dozen tiny tots. Everyone on the ite Is wobbling to some degree except Mrs, Norma Koster, Park Department supervisor of special events and director of the show, and Mrs, Mary McClean, assistant. One guess as to who is wobbling the most. Despite my troubles with the initial movements to uce some forward or backward mo-

mentum instead of downward, I noticed what a tough time the two ladies in charge were having

‘Ice Queen , . , Susan Binford, 4-year-old Times lce-O-Rama skater, finds the backboards handy. ’

‘ year-old Susan Binford, one of the gardeners in

everything but standing on their ears, and on

“The whole ‘ides 6¢ the “Dutch Couple” routine Murder on the

ning a few times, then going into a cart-wheel. My impression: was that rehearsal was progressing nicely. It ‘was if you could overlook) a cute little thing crying because she couldn't be one of the gardeners. No amount of explaining would convince her that it’ was impossible to be in the “Tiptoe” number and the “Dutch Couple.” Then, to. help matters along, there were the

from 4 to'8 are easy to handle. The call “Red Hots” went yp from one ehd! of the fee. The little tots skated off the ice. Four-

the routine, looked wistfully at the faster skating, more-whoops-and-hollers-a-minute high school skaters. Someday, Susan, was my thought, but

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you and I better get off the. ice, before we get hurt. . | The “Red Hot” number with the song “Hallejujah” for a theme caught me in its clutches. And; I thought I had enough skating at the conclusion of the “Dutch Couple” number. Foolish boy. Sharon Patterson and Paul Henn needed someone to fill out the girl-boy-girl line. It's still a but Mrs. Koster and Mrs. McClean talked me into taking up the slack. “Follow the others,” were the “instructions; Yeh. Y wim

With skaters such as Virginia Meyers, Juayi

Barney, Mary Maloy, Betty Luethge, Patty Scott, Pat Stewart, Verne Mabrey, Russell Glassford, Bill Burge, Lee Howery ‘and Lewis Lindenbaum burning up the ice, “Follow the others” was quite! a skateful. | The idea in the routine was to remember to| go left, right, left, hold, right, left, right, hold.! And stay on-one's feet, naturally. The left, right, | left business was conceivably possible so Mrs. |

throwing the hips one way and the arms another while clapping. :

Koster threw in a few gimmicks that called for| |

<The mass of humanity on skates started to,

move on the ice. My deepest appreciation goes) to Paul and Sharon who collaborated in keeping me from going into the boards, making the wrong turn and more than once keeping me upright. There wasn't a they could do to get my hands to clap in the right spot or make the calves of my legs quit aching. There's a limit, I guess, to what a neighbor can do. :

Why Did Everybody Laugh? QUITE a number of spectators found my skating rather amusing. I'm assuming it was my skating because laughter went up each time we passed in front of the boxes. On the criss-cross-ing in center ice there seemed to be more. Am I to blame because I find it easier to criss when I'm supposed to ¢ross% On second thought, maybe I'm a comedian; I know I'm not a skater. Mrs. Koster said anyone able to stand on skates can get into the show, which will be presented Feb. 24 in the Coliseum, but standing twice on skates is too much for my pins. Have fun, kids. :

Wail Street

By Robert C. Ruark

v NEW YORK, Feb. 9—Every time I feel like having a good cry, s+ go down to Wall Street and watch the bankers wail and bump their heads on the cobbles, It is never long before I have taken off sincepe black homburg to beat my breast and Weep for all the world as if T were rich, too. 1 sob; momentarily, about the shortage of entrepreneur money and the shortsightedness of the Securities and Exchange Commission. “Enterprenéur” money is loose capital, gambling money— risk money for the new enterprise, the better mousetrap. The investment of that sort of dough was a stout rung in the lofty ladder of the Ami standard of Tiving. } It is the money behind the gimmicks and the that the housewife adores, the money that helped radio and the airlines along. Entrepreneur money builds the small—or large— corporations which finance the inventions or the ideas of poor but brilliant test-tube scanners and sliderule twiddlers. . ’ I took a rhetorical question with me to Wall Street, safely tucked away in my pigskin-type briefcase, Could I, as’ the protagonist of a new

“and better mousetrap, hustle up the necessary

dough to put it on the market, thereby richening the life of the common man, and eventually achieving fortune for myself? “Nope,” said the board of directors. terested.”

‘The Gambling Spirit Is Dead’ THEN 1 pointed out that this was no ordinary mousetrap. It burnt oxygen instead of precious petrol. It had non-freezable ball-bearings, all the latest safety devices, and could be mass-produced as cheaply as kitchen matches. It would shorten hours, save-lives, and. no hausfrau could afford. to be without one, “Sorry said-the titan of finance. “You couldn’t dig up a dime on the Street today if you came in with a four-motored airplane which. undersold a kiddie-car. The SEC has taken all the profit out of entrepreneuring. The gambling spirit is dena ce . igri

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“away from their door. They said free enterprise

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What slew the pioneering spirit, I understand, is the SEC’s nasty habit: of limiting the profitpoint spread in speculative corporations so severely that underwriting a public stock proposition is barely worth the trouble, let alone the money gamble. When a man comes to Wall Street with a product to peddle, but no dough, the common procedure is to seek out an underwriting house. If the basic idea iz sound, the underwriters scrabble up some dough, and then write a lengthy prospectus for SEC approval. The commission scans it for possible fraud, and approves or-dis-approves the margin of profit the promoters expect to demand when they sell their shares to the public. }

Country Is Going to the Dogs AS WATCHDOGS of the widows’ mite, the aim is admirable, the bankers say, but for a couple of hitches. By stricturing the profit spread to bare minimums, the SEC kills the flotation of new corporations, by removing the incentive to venture capital for a peanut premium. And, secondly, the smallbore swindlers of the orphan are not deterred, since any project incorporated for less than $300,000 is not required to submit a detailed prospectus to SEC for close scrutiny. ’

They file by “notification,” and it's my under-|

standing the SEC winks at the proposed margin of profit of underwriter over customer. This leaves the field open and easy for the fast oillease dealer and the swift goldmine stock-peddler, who operate extensively today. ) My banking friends said they had no time for my better mousetrap, if exploiting it came

to more than $300,000, but if I had a hot gold-|}

mine scheme sef up for $208,990.99; they would talk a tittle business: a i ie

Otherwise, they said, I-could take my mouse!

trap and my tear-stained face andibeat a path

was dying, and the country was a cinch to die with it. I tell you, those people can

3 Billion Bucks

By Frederick C. Othman

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State Road 32 to Chesterfield sends many cars spinning off

this curve. It became such a & happening that the own. ors of Tim & Jessie's Drive In set their g pumps i concrete Indiane Street Rail-

Death often rides into a curve for “murder” on the highway in Indiana. Every section of the state has its share of dangerous curves, some merely are more accident-marred than others. This is the “butcher shop” on U. S. 41 north of Rockville at the Swing Inn. As many as five people in one car have been killed on this curve. The wide berm is deeply rutted from cars which failed to negotiate the sharp turn.

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abutments similar to safety zones of the ways.

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Either approach to this almost right gle turn on State Road 12] just south of Alpine is extremely ous. Even though traf-

west out of New Albany inch fic is relatively light here, accidents are very frequent. One ap-

hio River. Drivers are warned by signs nd yellow

pavement, yet impatient motorists continue to ride to their death. proach is downhill, the other off a level, straight stretch of road. State Road 62 about six miles out of New Albany. It is one

highly traveled roads.

of the most

WASHINGTON, Feb, 9—Sprouting surprisingly from the center of a well-clipped lawn in the pleasant Maryland countryside is a new and ultramodern skyscraper, with a magnificent view from every window. This is the Bethesda Naval Hospital, an institution so superbly equipped and staffed that it is regarded as one of the figest in the world. Here the Navy takes care of its own. Here bureaucrats drop in for treatment of hoarseness, writer's cramp and -other. occupational diseases. Even Congressmen patronize Bethesda hospital on a free basis, of course, when they take down with charley horse, or bruised fists from ‘00 much table-thumping. This institution is a credit to the Navy. There's nothing wrong with it. Absolutely nothing, except: Nobody knows how many dollars per year it is costing us taxpayers. Not even the Navy, itself,

OWS, Ordinarily IT wouldn't make a flat charge like that, but this time my information comes from Herbert Hoover, The former President, ad you know, is in the midst now of a study of our topsy-turvy govern ment, trying to make it make sense. Cut out the hanky-panky in Washington, Mr. Hoover figures, and we—I mean you and me-—will save billio: r s . 8 “Did a ay three billion?” asked Senator Herbert R. O'Connor. of Md., blinking and spelling ® out.

Yes, Sir, $3 Billion 8, Sir, 33 replied Mr, Hoover. “Three billion a year.” When the only living vex-President finished telling the Senate Expenditures Committee how the government could stand a little efficiency, he gathered the reporters around the big mahogany table to tell about some of the things his commission had discovered. . He sald he doubted if any of his forthcoming reports would make big headlines becaugg, as he

put it, “we approach these problems with

"urbanity.” Then he began chatting about horrid| examples, like the Navy's hospital de luxe. oy

“The money for the Bethesda Naval Hospital| appears in 15 different places in the President's budget,” Mr. Hoover said. “Nobody knows what, that hospital costs, Not even the Navy knows.” Then, he said, resting easily in a red-leather| chair and ignoring the flashlights, there's the! little matter of America’s forests. \ “In the budget,” he continued, “you’ll find 18| pages of closely printed type, calling for the ex-| penditure of about $24 million by the U. B. For-| estry Service.” |

The Forests and the Woods . «........... 4 BUT that seems to be only. the beginning. | Scattered through the mighty volume that is the| budget are requests from other Federal agencies,

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mostly the Department <of Agriculture, calling] for $60 million mote to spend on forests, forest fires, and forest insect control. “The budget says exactly how much a bureau may spend for telephone calls and for auto-, mobiles,” Mr. Hoover said. “But there's no possible. way for anybody to tell how much our| forests cost the taxpayers per year.” Everybody seems to be fighting the Japanese] beetle, he added with a smile, and nobody has any idea of the price. The apple-cheeked Mr. Hoover, relaxed and friendly in a soft collar and a loose-fitting gray suit, was making no predictions about whether Congress actually would clamp down on the money spenders. .

He sald merely that for the last 40 years|

seven Presidents, including himself, have urged that Congress allow them to chop the deadwood off government. Nothing much happened. The government kept getting bigger. And moré’ wasteful. If this Congress doesn't approve the idea, either, then Mr. Hodver gives up. Wants no more

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