Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 5 April 1950 — Page 15

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Christmas and bought a $3 pine, hope was that most of the needles stay A until after the holidays. Carl, his 4-year-old , likes “Santa trees” with green needles.

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3 MR. PUGH hauled the seven-foot hunk of -forest primeval home and nailed a crosspiece to the bottom. Little Carl was delighted. Lights, tinsel, artificial snow and ornaments transformed . the tree into a magic cone that was sure to knock Santa Claus for a loop and make him spill his bag toys.

When the New Year was two days old, Mrs. Pugh gingerly picked the ornaments off the brittle and slightly naked pine and put them away. Then she swept up a heaping dustpan of needles and flung needles and trunk near the alley.

Came the day Mr. Pugh was around when Mrs.

fire in the backyard. Carl got a whiff of what was going on. That's when he decided his “Santa tree” ought to be planted. In fact, he raised his voice

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The hole was practically tailor-made. Definitely not an excavation. Mr. Pugh didn't have the patience and besides it was cold outside. Carl would be tired of the skinny tree in a few days and that was plenty of time to apply the torch. Mr, Pugh underestimated Carl's faith in his “Santa ’tree.” The boy watched the tree and even mentioned every few days that it was growing. Yes, yes, Carl, your tree is growing. Now go and’

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Spring was still a promise when Mr. Pugh examined the hardy evergreen. ‘The thing seemed! to be getting greener by ‘the day. The needles) were flexible. Could it be? Carl said the tree was! growing but what did a little boy know about the wonders of mother nature? Mr. Pugh had. a sneaking suspicion digging a hole in-the ground, and putting a tree in wasn’t the way to landscape. He really raised his eyebrows when Mrs. | met him at the door one evening and announced) the Christmas tree was really growing. { c “And I wanna put my lights on the tree.” said| arl. . : : i Impossible, thought Mr. Pugh. The tree was

a few needles after New Year's Day. The planting could-hardly be called planting.- He dug a hole and threw the stub in. But, look, the ends were * growing and the needles were bright green. And they were bright green the other day when| Mr. Pugh, Carl and I examined them. I had to see the tree. Mr. Pugh whipped out a pocket knife| and cut a tiny branch off. Green. We hesitated to pull it up by the stump and see the roots. { Will he cut it down next Christmas? Carll answered the question. No. ° Santa Claus was going to see the Pugh tree in the backyard with outdoor lights and things. Good enough. | Just to be on the safe side, I called some of my forestry friends in the Conservation Department. They admitted the case was unusual. The way Mr. Pugh planted the evergreen is not the recommended method. Besides being the wrong time of the year, the “Santa tree” didn't have one single thing in its favor. ’ Usually pines are carefully selected, the roots carefully protected with the planting taking place in the spring. Can such a thing happen, gentle-/

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Everything was as far as I'm concerned. A’ 4-yearsold hoy wanted his “Santa tree” to grow What more is there? Seeing that tree gave me a, new stant -on-some of the dire “consequences of" exploding H-bombs and A-bombs. With. more

“Santa trees” and little Carls around we're safe. | _

Heck with the booms, bring on more blooms. |

Bibulous Report

By Robert C. Ruark

NEW YORK, Apr. 5—It seems to me that for years 1 have been reading long dissertations on drinking, ranging from what makes an alcoholic to whether it lifts you up or throws you down, and I have now decided to do my own monograph. It will be as accurate as any other. This milestone in scientific’ journalism was kicked off by a piece in the Journal of the American Medical Association. The Journal says that whisky won't make you feel warm; won't lift you up; won't aid digestion; won't give you false courage—is, in short, a depressant rather than a stimulant. . Journal also says a little whisky will stimulate saliva and thus enhance the digestive process, but “on the other hand, so does lemon juice.” Phooey to all this second-guess. Lemon juice gives me indigestion something awful, So does orange juice.

Past Reports Are Conflicting IN TIMES PAST, I have read that booze is good for the heart and bad for the heart. I have read that you can’t confuse the grape and the grain without horrid repercussions, and also that alcohol is only: alcohol, no matter what the costume, and you can cross-breed martinis with bourbon, champagne and brandy without ill effect. © We have had all the treatises on alcoholism, “or the dissection of what makes a drunk a drunk, and the answers have touched on everything from frustration to physical intolerance for alcohol, from overindulgence to an early fixation for big brother's baseball bat. Out of all the secondguesses I have read and heard about drinking only one stands up as completely valid. This is a quote from Mr, Toots Shor, the literary critic. . “If you ain't drunk by midnight,” Mr. Shor once remarked, “you ain't trying.” At heavens knows what cost to my life expectancy, I have come up with my own summation of alcohol in its relationship to man. mere AKER In sufficient quantity, any ‘kindof booze from canned heat to cointreau will make you drunk. Some kinds make you sicker than other kinds. All wjll make you sick to the stomach and split your skull the next morning if you ‘* Jay in enough the night before.

Club soda gives some folks indigestion. So does champagne. Straight bourbon. does not.| Neither does scotch and water, Beer makes you burp. = Martinis lead to fist-fights, quarrels with wives, and a tendency to fall flat on your fanny. Martinis mixed with wine at dinner and brandy after! triple the potential for fisticuffs, marital strife, and the inclination to stride rapidly about on your kneecaps. E . Heads hurt worse after a bout of wine than after a tournament with earthier grog. Brandy is an unthinkable drink before 9 p. m. and if indulged in during the day will make one foot drag| and unleash butterflies in the abdomen. It also induces the inside sweats, dripping ‘palms and palpitations of the soul. : Whisky does not make you pretty. It just makes you think you are pretty. If administered in large doses after midnight, it also makes you think you are charming, talented, three inches taller and invincible with either sex, according to|

whether you wish to fight, argue or play post office. | » This pays off in bruised eyes, scuffed ‘chins, ~

slapped cheeks, and an inclination toward self-hate the next morning. : : [

Alcohol Does Impart Confidence

ALCOHOL does give you confidence, or drunks would not -slug cops. It does make you feel] warmer. ‘If you have ever tippled at an outdoor| sports event and returned to a blazing fire or an| otherwise overheated room, you know what 1/ mean. | An alcoholic is a bum who would find some) other way to be a bum if he didn’t have ‘a bottle| to lean on. How much or how little he consumes! has nothing. to do with his public liability.

Fighting . drunks invariably lose. Crying

“female drunks invariably “get -sfek. "Amorous

drunks invariably pass out. Intelligent drunks go to bed. Alcohol is not man’s best friend, but it is| ‘also. possible to be bitten by ‘a dog. Alcohol is] here to stay. End of treatise, and I hope this dis-|

poses of the matter for all time.

Dinosaur Prints

By Frederick C. Othman

WASHINGTON, Apr. 5—The bitterest fight in Washington today involves electric power versus dinosaur footprints. Kindly do not laugh. Do not even smile, *

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the Hon. Harold: L. Ickes, are serious. Inundate "the hoof marks of their 40-ton pets with mud and they're likely to after Secretary of Interior Oscar Chapman with the shinbone of a pterodactyl. , On the northern boundary between Utah and Colorado, hear the canyons carved by the Green River, is a scientific treasure of reptile skeletons which grew 90 feet long about 100,000 years ago. These majestic bones, I hasten to report, are in no danger. . But on the rocky walls of the river are the footprints of the giants that roamed the jungles

i “there in an ancient age. “These marks are known = © as petroglyphs.

And Mr: Ickes is just as fond of a petroglyph as he is of the bone which made it long ago. So in 1938 President Roosevelt turned the region into a national monument. Now comes the Hon. Michael Straus, commissioner of reclamation, with a plan to build a power dam in the Green River downstream from Lower Disaster Falls. Oops!

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THE NATIONAL PARKS SERVICE said noth‘§ng doing; that dam would blot out the hoof prints. And also mess up the scenery, turn the rushing river into a triékle, and—in dry seasons—cover the landscape with mud. This put Secretary Chapman in‘ a spot; he's boss of the Reclamation Bureau; he's also head man of the Parks Service. Whichever way hé

"decided he'd be wrong. So he called in the dino-

saur boys and also the power moguls for advice. Poor Oscar! His decision isn’t going to be easy.

. First came a parade of Senators and Congress. men, all of. whom favored more electricity and| fewer dinosaur footprints. Sen. Ed Johnson of]

oo Colorado said he'd been through the canyons him-| +The fanciers of prehistoric monsters; including Self .and .he .didn’t .think.so. much. .of .those .foots ..

prints. He-doubted if they'd be missed. Rep. Reva Bosone, the red-haired lady Congressman from Utah, said she favored pretty, scenery, all right, and millions of people might like | to look at it, but she felt it would be wise for them | to have water to drink. Save the footprints, she indicated; and the neighborhood may go thirsty. Sen. Arthur V. Watkins of Utah said he'd seen that old quarry with the bones in it. and he wasn’t! impressed. Rep. Frank A..Barrett of Wyoming said there were better dinosaur bones in his home state. Lr - Regrets Sent by Ickes | "MR. TCKES sent his regrets; he Had a charley] horse in his own bones, but he still was interested. in’ preserving those petroglyphs above water. Build the dam somewhere else, he wrote, { The Hon. Mike hauled out a treatise on dino~saurs, which showed that in the Green River can-| yon the camarassaurus, a subspecies of sauropoda,| was the only kind of dinosaur that ever lived, there. - ol John G. Will, secretary of the Upper Colorado] River Basin Commission, couldn’t understand why

so wild, he said, that not maore than 100 men all! told have traversed it. :

FOREWORD

There gre no other sermons like Peter Marshall's. For there was no other man like Peter Marshall. 2 The beloved chaplain of the United States Senate, Peter Marshall passed away recently at the age of 46. He had attained a national reputation at an dge when most clergymen are still unknown. : . The Indianapolis Times during the Lenten season is publishing the richest passages from Peter Marshall's most vigorous sermons. They Washington's historic. New..YorkChurch. They were addressed to the man he called * ¥, Sous Jo. the multitude of clerks and taxi drivers, utchers a usewives, motormen an ie Tod houses d the lonely girl Taken from the book, “Mr. Jones, Meet the Master,” the sermons preserve the emphasis of his words, by a special typographical style. The manuscripts are presented exactly. as Peter Marshall

prepared them.

Chapter 10—The Rock That Moved

There are not many cities in which you may suddenly hear the

owing of a cock. at is one sound that is not likely to arouse th in any of Washington's downtown Likely JOUse ve guasts WW any One will never hear it in Times Square at Broad and Market at Five Points at Woodward and Michigan “or along "Michigan Boulévard ~~ bd 4 > o nudges some. ; ay rs Others He ‘taps on the shoulder. =

To some it comes in music, to some in @ picture, a story or a chance meeting on the street.

All these are used by God Who keeps watch over His own. .

Yes... to some it is music . , , or a song. ir To others. it isa picture or-the face ofa friend but to Simon Peter it was the ogwing of a cock.

He had seen the last flickering torch disappear round the turn

of the path that wound down hill.

Only once in a while could the lights of the procession be seen through the trees—like giant fireflies. ;

The murmur of voices died away the crackling of twigs ; and the rustling of dislodged stones through the grass. There swept over Peter the realization that his Master had at lost been captured and was marching away to die. -

The icy fear that gripped his heart was a startling contrast to the flaming courage with which he drew his short sword a few minutes before, for this-was a different Peter.

He realized that he had blundered, and that he had been rebuked. Disappointed and puzzled, he could not understand the calm submission with which Christ permitted them to bind’ His hands and march Him off, as a butcher would lead an animal to the slaughter. ?

And now, they brought th&“Lord from Annas to Caiaphas, and “the soldiers and the temple guards mingled with the servants in the courtyard. : Lf

Because the night was cold, they -had kindled a fire in the brazier, and Peter joined himself to the group, and stretching out his hands warmed himself at their fire.

~ Coarse laughter greeted every joke and they discussed the thing such people talk about: the coming cock-fight in Jerusalem the new dancing girl in the court of Herod the prowess of the garrison’s drivers the gambling losses of their friends the latest news from Rome.

Peter was not paying much attention to their conversation until

one of the soldiers nudged him and said: “Thou art also of them.”

Peter, you must remember . . . surely . . . it must be that you are afraid. Your brave heart must have turned to water.

Surely you cannot have forgotten . . .

Remember the night He came walking on the water, and you - tried it, and were walking, like the Master, until your courage left-you—<—yourfoith-gave way? — — — .Simon, has your courage left you again?

After an hour had passed, there joined the group a soldier who had come out of the palace.

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"Simon had ceased to be. Peter was being born.

-And-Peter-said, for-the second time: - Man; L-am-not. >" “dealing With a penifent sinner .

Immediately, Peter remembered the Lord's -prophecy: {Before the cock crow twice, thou shalt deny Me thfice.” Like a wave there swept over him the realization of what he had done. All of a sudden he remembered what Jesus had said, and ith tears streaming down his face, he turned away from re.

Through a mist of tars he sav ahead of him th tairway that led to Pilate’s palace . . . him the stairway tha

.and by a terrible Providence, it was just at that moment that

Christ was being led up the stairs to appear before Pilate.

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The Lord had heard! )

The Lord had heard every hot searing word . . . The Lord had heard the blistering denial . . . the foul, fisherman's. oaths . . . He—He had heard it all!

Christ poused on the stairs, and looked down over the rail— looked right into the very soul of Peter. :

The eyes of the two met . . . at that awful moment.

The world seemed to stand still, as for that terrible moment, Peter looked at the One he denied. We shall never know what passed between them. Christ seemed to say again: “But | have prayed for thee, Simon. Satan hath desired to have thee. But | have prayed for thee.”

His tears now overflowed and ran down. his cheeks— hot-and scalding tears they were— frame, Peter.spun.around

the old arrogant boasting bravado of Simon

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“the ifpetuous stubborness : —....the impiilsive thoughtlessness.of Simon...

Nothing more is heard of Peter for two days. Christ has been crucified.

But we must follow Peter further. It is not fair to leave him a sinner, a swearing traitor, a fugitive from the heart of love. This apprentice apostle is still in the making. And he is running true to form. Ao

His Lord had prayed that somehow he should not fail. That prayer must be—would be answered—but how? Never again ‘would his Master trust him.

There came the strange story gasped out by breathless women who had come running from the tomb. i Then a race with John and the discovery of the empty grave . . . hen the strange tale of the two disciples who came back from mmaus.

Something had happened. Life could never be the same again. 3 The dead had come to life. wie” SE

The Christ who had been crucified was alive, but still Simon could only nurse his deep and bitter shame. 4 There came that night when, having gone back to their boats and their nets, they had worked hard and in comparative silence. - Now as they came back, discouraged and sad, they saw Someone standing on the beach in the early light of morning. The sea was calm—calm as a millpond—and the light, early morning mist still clung to the surface of the water.

“It is the Lord,” said John, and that was enough for Simon.

Here was the opportunity for which he had longed—to tell the Lord that he loved Him—to show how well he knew Him.

Without a moment's hesitation, he jumped overboard and waded gshore. And then comes the loveliest record of God.

Its tenderness and understanding come stealing into our own hedrts like the perfume of crushed flowers. For every denial, Jesus asked a pledge of love. Three times the question: “Simon . . . lovest thou me?” Three times the answer—and then the restoration, “Feed my lambs . . . Feed my sheep . . . Feed my sheep.” And when he had spoken this, he saith unto him, Follow Me

When next we see Simon, he is Simon no more— but Peter—the Rock. ‘

scrutinized him very carefully, and Peter, feeling the examination of the newcomer, looked round as the soldier asked: “Did not | see thee in the garden with Him?" .

One of his friends joined in: “Certainly—he’s one of the Galileans. Just listen to his accent.” And the soldier stubbornly went on: “| am sure | saw him in the garden, for my kinsman, Malchus, was wounded by one of them—who drew a sword, : and: if | am not mistaken—it was this fellow here.”

=Then- Peter; beginning to curse-and to wet sods

“! know not the man.”

He used language he had not used for years. It was vile . . . Even the soldiers were shocked. They all looked at him in amazement.

They did not appear to notice. the shuffling of feet, as soldiers led Christ from Caiaphas to Pilate.

— Perhaps they did not make much noise. They were tired the scientists were so concerned.” .The country is, -. :

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The sinner-saint has become a witness

fire in his eyes .-and his voice vibrant with conviction melodious with good news. . His own will has gone; his Master's will has taken its place.

" Peter stands up and preaches the gospel of his crucified and

risen Lord.

1s this Simon preaching a’ sermon?

No, this is Peter.

“a pillar of strength to the brethren and apostle to the ages.

The denials that you have made were madé” by Simon. Yet he was restored; so many you be restored.

Christ changed Simon into Peter, the sinner into the saint. . c He can change your life, if you are willing!

“TOMORROW: The Paradox of Salvation.

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. » . Halted but not disheartened, Diana and Bob Bixby today said they would make another try at a round-the-world record as soon as their plane is repaired and they can get back home to California. The flying Bixbys were stranded in Calcutta, India, for the third day, held up by lack of a vital engine gasket for their converted plywood Mosquito bomber, Huntress II.

= In Bangkok; Thailand, the Royal - Household Bureau unnounced today that King Phumiphon Adunet, youthful monarch of Thailand; will be married 10 Givi ceremony. A. 5. % In Los Angeles amusement Park operator Mike Collins asked police to help him in his “rabbit” hunting today. : Gi Mr. Collins said he gave a pair of girls, one dressed in a rabbit |costume, $10 in advance to im-. |personate a pair of bunnies in front of his park during Easter week. He is still waiting for his |rabbits to appear.

. . » _ Publication of the Guidon, student newspaper at Adelphi Col|lege in Garden City, N. Y., was suspended temporarily by President Dawson Eddy. He said the’ April Fool's Day issue which was | headlined “Mating Season Open" joontained too much sex.

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|A. Millikan, of California Insti- | tute of TechnolBp ogy, said today the only way to abolish global wars is for all “peace-loving nations” to join in halting any -aggressor “even before’ he gets started.” Dr. Millikan, tof

[ - of Trustees and {a 1923 Nobel winner in: physics, said Russia is “wholly responsi |ble” for sabotaging efforts of the jo toward collective security.

8 8 Five Indiana University coeds jare in a race for the somewhat macabre title of “Cadaver Queen.” The five freshmen, oné {of whom will be chosen queen of {the med students Cadaver Ball {Apr. 15, are Dot Williams, Lois.

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| » - » | A round robin. telephone call iresulted in a child's safe birth [near Columbus, O., last night. {Constable John Quelette was called to the home of Mrs. Lee Parsons. He didn't know what to do so he called John Ruhwedel, deputy sheriff, who in turn called a nurse at University Hospital and relayed her instructions to |constable. :

“And they weren't so much interested in the scenery as in getting out alive,” he said. The friends of the dinosaur fidgeted. One of them charged that the meeting was stacked. Dr. Ira Gabrielson, who used to be head of the Fish .and Game Bureau, was worried about the mud that the dam would deposit on the countryside. And so on, until a late hour, I suggest to Mr. Chapman that when he makes his decision, he run:

The Quiz Master

22? Test Your Skill ???

How old is the custom of a me hat in the presence of a lady? : The origin of this custom has not been deffinitely established. Certain authorities attribute it to a medieval custom which required a knight , to lift his visor in The presence of a lady. Why is’ Mar. 17 celebrated as St. Patrick's Day?’ The day Is observed as the supposed date of the death of St. Patrick, the patron saint of Ireland. Bee ;

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Has the period of Lent always lasted for 40 days? Tm iis : | . Lent originally was a period of but 40 hours. Later it comprised 30 days of fasting, omitting all the Sundays and also all the Suturdays except one. Pope Gregory added Ash Wednesday to the fast, together with the remainder of that week.

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in all the wars of this country? 5 The United States Marine Corps,

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In. the ‘morning, the priests ‘Pontius Pilate, the Roman governor. _ Pilate questioned Jesus and heard testimony, but found mo case ogainst Him. And he answered him to never aword: so thot the governor wondered exceedingly. (Mott. 27:14)

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