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Inside Indiana . By Ed Sovola

SOMEDAY the majority of women who buy bathing suits will learn how to buy them. Might happen in our time. . : The trouble in the past has been, that women haven't consulted men. The average male, if asked in all seriousness, possesses more innate good sense, taste, balance as to color and type of swimming garment, than the female. te Years of personal observation and notations, coupled with an intense perusal of reading matter on the subject, leads me to believe, bathing suit departments should refuse to sell a woman a garment unless she “is “accompanied by an old boy friend or husband. So Sb ' THERE ARE several sound rules for buying swim suits. You can’t go wrong if you follow them, Let's assume, for the moment, that you

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.you have to work with. In the -madern bathing suit you're not going to do. much fooling. Now, say you're.sort of top-heavy. The thing * for you to do is avoid bustline detail. Don’t £0 Into frills and. bows and -pleats. Choose a* sult omishaisaple Ha ABEL SHUT bra built in the suit. “TANghtwelght damsel can do well by herself if she- chooses a suit with carioca ruffles ‘and frills. There's nothing wrong with a littfe honest {llusion. Think of frills as you do rouge and lipstick.

DRESSMAKER and classic suits which emphasize the bustline are fine for the girl with more hip than necessary. Build the triangle on

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a suit wisely, sometimes.

It Happened Last Night

By Earl Wilson

NEW YORK, May 14—A barber is the hero— or should I say villain?—of this true Broadway story. I ask the indulgence of all you law-abiding citizens for telling it. It came to me from Big Bookmaker Harry Gross, whose name is in all the papers because he allegedly bribed 70 cops who are now in trouble on million-dollar conspiracy charges. “I was getting a haircut,” Gross said, “when my barber said, ‘Mr. Gross, today I saw the most money I ever saw!

“Thousands and thousands and THOU“SANDS!” the barber said: ee SD BS HE EXPLAINED he'd seen the money at a

crap game. “I wonder if you could get me in this crap game?” Gross asked thoughtfully. “I am shooting crap,” Gross explained to me, “since I am 11.” The barber thought so. That night Gross walked into an enormous midtown business office where some big men played crap to get rid of their black market money during the war days. «I met tycoons, Phi Beta Kappas—and they all think they can shoot craps and they know from nothin’,” Gross said. Gross began winning. He goon had $9000 in cash—all they had. They gave him IOUs for $24,000 more.

= = = “ONE CERTAIN big man asked me to come to his office | next morning and get the money due on the markers they gave me. “I thought there'd be a cop there and I'd get a collar. “But this party took from his safe a bundle of $100 bills packed so tight that when he took the bands off, the bills leaped in the air. “He paid me off. . He said, ‘You know, you're all right. I looked you up.’” “I looked you up, too,” Gross said. . Gross kept going back and winning. When he'd won an amount you wouldn't believe, he quit. Figured such money Was bad luck. So Q “I WANTED to do something for the barber,” Gross told me. “He had a wife. He could use some help. “1 asked him if I could buy-him a car or a home or his own shop. . “He says, ‘Mr. Gross, give me the cash. Give me $10,000.’ “80 I gave him $10,000. “One day he wasn’t in the shop. They didn’t know where he was. I phoned his wife. “She hated me pretty good by this time.

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“HE HAD run away with the manicurist.

‘Americana By Robert C. Ruark

MIAMI, Fla., May 14—1I had forgotten the joys of motoring before this trip down here, and also the axiom that a big city boy had best stay in the city, in order to protect himself against the wiles of the ruralite, or boobytrap. I made it from New York to Miami in just under a week, and the final cost would have allowed the charter of a private airplane. This is not including the sale of the car. It was such a pretty car, too, before the hood caved in and the front end dropped off and it fell into the clutches of a modern Ali Baba and his 40-sister compatriots. Some people do not get along well with dogs, cats or horses. With me it's automobiles. I had not touched this shiny beauty since last October. In a space of a few hundred miles it developed everything from punctures to bubonic plague of

Mr. Gross

o ’ WE WERE savoring the marvels of the open road such as menacing trucks, gas fumes, detours and pimply young men in hot-rod jalopies, and even showing a profit up to and including Georgetown, 8. C., where we stopped to steal a bottle of snake-bite lotion from a venerable friend who runs a deluxe motel. Only slight casualties occurred in St. Augustine, where a man named Maxwell, whose friends wrestle alligators for fun, operates another tavern for tired motorists. With no provocation Mr. Maxwell's garage turned on my car with a snarl and deliberately hit it on the fender. The fun began for fair in a place called Stuart, ¥la., where Bessie the Buick gave a wistful wheeze and ceased functioning entirely. A young man with eight kids and a deceptively disarming appearance said he reckoned it warn’'t nothing very serious and he would speed us on our way in a jiffy. The Florida definition of a jiffy turns out to be infinity. We repaired to a local hostel called the Lighthouse, which is run by the only British ex-Sumatran rubber planter in the Florida sailfishing area—that I ever met, anyhow, , : bo

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Gals, Consult Men About Bathing Suits

The pleasingly plump (to somebody) and mature figure require a suit that embodies the control of a foundation garment. But don't depend on too many straps. There's a limit to what can be done with a figure. Tall girls would do well to choose one-piece swimming suits: They tie the figure together. Two-piece suits on the tall girl exaggerates the up-and-down yardage. : <0 bo, ON THE OTHER HAND, short girls should show as much leg as possible. Two-piece outfits are fine. That doesn’t mean two hankies either. Shorties have no business jumping into dressmaker suits and should avoid skirts like sun; stroke. ? We haven’t said anything about the girl who has everything where it ought to be and in the

right amount. A girl so endowed looks good in ,

a Pillsbury flour sack provided it fits and there is enough to go around: Which brings us to the purpose of a bathing suit. ge 5 TA le, ode Se t FASE each, not in the water. Choose the suit for surf, sun, bait or a combination of all three. Three suits ‘for girls ‘who can afford quantity buying is smart. Single girls, that is. : Contrary to popylar belief, scant bathing suits simply embarass the male animal. It's unfair

" for the girl to put a young man on the spot. With

200 and more pairs of eyes focused first on the ‘Bikini and then on the guy escorting it, fun in the sun isn't possible. Ask any man, if you doubt these words. It's ore thing to hoot and holler and spoof when you're fully clothed. It's epidermis of another color when you're out on the beach or pool. A bathing suit should provide admiration and appreciation and nothing else. “ded WOMEN would do well to stay clear away from tricky suspension garments. Don't wear an experimental model and frighten your escort all afternoon. Let the man relax. You relax, too. Get a suit that will stay put and one you can put your trust in. What color suit should a girl wear? You can’t go too far wrong with most of the merchandise on the counter. Be gay as you like as long as the above qualifications are fulfilled. Color doesn't frighten anyone anymore. oo oo oe ALL THE suggestions offered are sound. A woman would have to be awful canary-brained to go wrong if she honestly followed the rules. Safe and sane suits on the beach are possible. If we're going to make rapid headway, however, men must be consulted. Take the man you think you'll be swimming with to the department store when you're ready to buy. Model the suit you like and ask his opinion. He'll know if it's right and appreciate the trust you give him. Cogitate. It won't be long before it's time to get a bathing suit. Be pretty, girls.

Cr a p Shooter Helps Barber in ‘Trimming’

“That's five years ago. He and the manicurist are still missing. I paid his wife $50 a week until this thing happened to me and I couldn't pay her any more. I wonder what happened to that barber?” “I wonder if he's got any of his loot left. I haven't got any of mine left.” Bh. 9 o THE MIDNIGHT EARL . .. Olivia De Havilland—who just closed as- “Juliet”—has about picked her summer theater role. She’ll probably do “Candida,” the Geo. Bernard Shaw classic. She'll follow in -the footsteps of Katharine Cor“nell, Who also did “Juliet” and “Candida,” and thus demonstrate her determination to be accepted as a great dramatic actress on the legitimate stage. . , Draft dodgers hiding out as farmhands in Canada are being rounded up. . .. A big star's dtr. 4s--silly. about an actor who's got 5 other gals not to mention a wife. . . . TV Producer Irving Mansfield's father died in B’klyn. . .. Anita Colby has another Egyptian escort, Importer Jelardin. dd :

GOOD RUMOR MAN: «Doris Duke and exhusband Porfire Rubirosa still in town, joined “Princess” Honeychile Wilder, the bride of Prince Alex Hohenlohe, at El Morocco. “Princess Honeychile” is the first titled gal every to come out of Georgia. . . . Rita Hayworth goes back on Hollywood salary in about 6 weeks—happy day! .. . Brushed-off actors now say they have to have an agent to get them in to see their agent— Monte Proser’'s La Vie En Rose gave Sweater Gal Babe Beckwith a fancy title—‘“cocktail time co-ordinator.” Go. Oo & WISH I'D SAID THAT: “More than one woman has started out playing with fire and ended up cooking over it.”—Burton Hillis. Be & EARL’'S PEARLS . . . “If we hadn't caught our husbands flirting,” suggests Gloria Shayne at the Viceroy, “we'd never have caught them.” S Sb TODAY'S BEST LAUGH: A‘ Britisher- told Lester Lanin the U. 8. is sure romantic. In a gas station he saw this: “Four gals, $1. We suggest Ethyl.” - B'WAY BULLETINS: Betty Dodero Curtis now says she’ll never talk to Tommy Manville again for announcing they’d marry. . . Artie Shaw and Nina Foch ain't simmering so much now. . . . NBC invested in “Seventeen” so RCA gets record rights. . discovery, reportedly takes over Alan Ladd’s roles at Paramount. . . . Exiting: One sportscaster. ... The House's Un-American Committee's not averse to seeing director Edward Dymtryk getting his job back. “dH “I BELIEVE in saving up for a rainy day,” says the editor of London Opinion. “My vacation, for instance.” . . . That's Earl, brother.

With Bob In Auto

Trouble Goes Along |

IN BETWEEN gin pahits and a general discussion of politics in Kuala Lampur with Mr. Charles Lintell, the backslid planter, I received occasional bulletins as to the critical condition of my conveyance. My local Ali Baba would stick his head in the door and report that, golly, he had just discovered that there was dengue in compressor, not to mention a few gallstones in the distributor, and acute convulsions of the gas pump and an ulcerated generator. Word spread round that a city slicker had strayed into the jungle, and we were soon surrounded with eager natives who offered us bright bits of scintillant conversation in return for all the firewater they could drink. : All Baba, smiling secretly to himself, mut-

tered weird incantations over the engine, and |

gleefully discovered fresh difficulties, most of which seemed to need transfusions of money. : GB. & & THE RUBBER PLANTER and I had killed our fifth tiger and had put down three native uprisings when, along about dawn, Ali Baba announced that he had rebuilt Bessie to where she ticked like a fine watch, and presented a bill to match. I believe that this is true, because the list included a solid platinum gas pump and a set of batteries charged with neat penicillin. The rubber planter offered free asylum, however, in the bungalow he keeps for unwary wayfarers. We appeased our expectant hostel—who had only waited dinner until 1 a. m.—next day with gifts of frankincense and myrrh; and the car had the good taste not to drop dead until we drove into the yard. Then it came down with the ague and recollapsed, completely. . Which is why I have just swapped the carcass far some bright beads and gay calico and similar trinkets. It'll take a while to walk from Miami to Stuart, of course, but Trader Horn here is going to get some of his original investment back from the natives if it takes until Christmas, Jit »

The Indianapolis Times

MONDAY, MAY 14, 1951

material for use in the puzzle I wanted to try to put

together. One can safely say that the answers to these riddles "have been nearly as many in number as the works which have treated of them. As I pursued my search, I found in Peru surprising traces of culture, mythology, and language which impelled me to go on digging ever deeper and with greater concentration in my attempt to identify the place of origin of the Polynesian tribal god Tiki. 8 ” ” AND I FOUND what I hoped for. I was sitting reading the inca legends of the sun-king Virakocha, who was the supreme head of the mythical white people in Peru. I read: ‘“ . .. Virakocha is an Inca (Ketchua) name and consequently of fairly retent date. The original name of the sungod Virakocha, which seems to have been more used in Peru in old times, was Kon-Tiki or Illa-Tiki, which means SunTiki or Fire-Tiki. Kon-Tiki was high priest and sun-king of the Incas’ legendary ‘white men’ who had left the enormous ruins on the shores of Lake Titicaca. “The legend runs that the mysterious white men with beards were attacked by a chief named Cari who came from the the Coquimbo Valley. In a battle on an island in Lake Titicaca the fair race was - massacred, but Kon-Tiki- himself and his closest companions escaped and later came down to the Pacific coast, whence they finally disappeared oversea to the westward ..."”

8 s ” I WAS no longer in doubt that the white chief-god SunTiki, whom the Incas declared

| their forefathers had driven

out of -Peru on to the Pacific, was identical with the white chief-god Tiki, son of the sun,

. . Charlton Heston, the TV |

It's Open Season For Rail Birds

whom the inhabitants of all the eastern Pacific islands hailed as the original founder of their race. And the details of SunTiki’s life in Peru, with the ancient names of places round Lake Titicaca, cropped up again in the historic legends current among the natives of the Pacific islands. It came about that I was excavating rock carvings in the ancient Polynesian style among the northwest coast Indians in British Columbia when the Germans burst into Norway in 1940. Right face, left’ face, about face. Washing barracks stairs, polishing boots, radio school, parachute—and at last a Murmansk convoy to Finnmark, where the war-god of technique reigned in the sun-god’s absence | all the dark winter through. Peace came. And one day my theory was completed. I must g0 to America and put it forward.

8 n " IN NEW YORK one evening I knocked on the door of an old flat in an out-of-the-way corner of Greenwich Village. I liked

Home to Roost—

They Feed on Gossip And Hatch Rumors

By FRANK ANDERSON THE DODO bird is extinct. Not so the rail bird. Nesting place of the rail bird is the Speedway. There he perches on the pit wall, feeds on racing gossip. hatches rumors. There is no female of the species. It's a man's world. Always has been. Always will be. 8. o RAIL BIRD plumage is distinctive and gay. It consists of loud sports shirts, silver stop watches, visored cups, dark sun glasses and a spattering of grease on trousers. The birds flock to the track about a month before the 500---Mile.race...They're accompanied by newshawks and the eagleeyed officials of the AAA. The birds congregate on the

CHAPTER TWO HE unsolved mysteries of the South Seas had fascinated me. There must be a rational solution of them, and I had made my objective the idehtification of the leg- * ‘time of the earliest explorations, and endless. in museums in Europe and. America .offeréd:a wealth: of

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bringing my little problems down here when I felt they had. made life a bit tangled. A sparse little man with a long nose opened the door a crack before he threw it wide open with a broad smile and pulled me in. He took me straight into the little kitchen, where he set me to work carrying plates and forks while he himself doubled the quantity of the indefinable but savorysmelling concoction he was heating over -the gas. Carl,” 1 said. "I'm so sure the Indians crossed the Pacific on their rafts that I'm willing to build a raft of some kind myself and cross the sea just to prove that it’s possible.” “You're mad.” My friend took it for a joke and laughed, half-scared at the though. “You're mad. A raft?” ” ” ” HE DID NOT know what to say and only stared at me with a queer expression, as though waiting for a smile to show that I was joking. He did not get one. I saw now that in practice no one would accept my theory because of the.apparently endless stretch of sea between Peru and Polynesia, which I was trying to bridge with no other aid than a prehistoric raft. My rent became due that week. At the same time a letter from the Bank of Norway informed me that I could have no more dollars. Currency restrictions. I picked up my trunk and took the subway out to Brooklyn. Here I was taken in at the Norwegian Sailors’ Home, where the food was good and sustaining and the prices suited my wallet. I got a little room a floor or two up, but had my meals with all the seamen

in: a big dining pdm. down-. _

stairs.

= a 8 SEAMEN came and seamen went. They varied in type, dimensions, and degrees of sobriety but they all had one thing in common—when they talked about the sea, they knew what they were talking about. I learned that waves and rough sea .did not increase with the depth of the sea or distance from land. On the contrary, squalls were often more treacherous along the coast than in the open sea. Shoal water, backwash along the coast, or ocean currents penned in close to the land could throw up a rougher sea than was usual far out. A vessel which could hold her own along an open coast could hold her own farther out. I also learned that, in a high sea, big ships were inclined to plunge bow or stern into the waves, so that tons of water would rush on board and twist steel tubes like wire, while a small boat, in the same sea, often made good weather because she could find room between the lines of waves and dance freely over them like a gull. I talked to sailors who had got safely away in boats after the seas had made their ship founder,

wall about 8 a. m. They're still

Weather seems to make little difference to them. They appear in rain or shine,

The country which Tiki found. Low coral islands, like those of the Tuamotu grou mountainous islands like Tahiti and Moorea, were found by Kon-Tiki, Son of the Sun, from Peru with the first men on Balsa rafts.

BUT THE MEN knew little about rafts. A raft — that wasn't a ship; it had no keel or bulwarks. It was ‘just something floating on which to save oneself in an emergency, until one was picked up by a boat of some kind. One of the men, nevertheless, had great respect for rafts in the open sea; he had drifted about on one for three weeks when a German torpedo sank his ship in mid-Atlantic. “But you can’t navigate a raft,” he added. “It goes sideways and backward and 'round as the wind takes it.” In the library I dug out records left by the first Europeans who had reached the Pacific coast of South America. There was no lack of sketches or descriptions of the Indians’ big balsa wood rafts. They had a square sail and centerboard and a long steering oar astern. So they could be maneuvered. Weeks passed at the Sailors’ Home. 8. 88

ONE MORNING a well

dressed young man of athletic build came along with his breakfast tray and sat down at the same table as myself. We began to chat, and it appeared that he too was not a seaman, but a universitytrained engineer from Trondheim, who was in America to buy machinery parts and ob‘tain experience in refrigerating technique. He asked me what I was doing, and I then gave him a short account of my plans. “Have you decided whether you're going on your trip or not?” he asked. “Yes,” I said. “When?” “As soon as possible. If I hang about much longer now, the gales will be coming up from the Antarctic and it will be hurricane season in the islands, too. I must leave Peru in a very few months, but I must get money first and get the whole business organized.” Ad many men will there on

“I'm going.”

2 o 2 “I'VE THOUGHT of having six men in all; that'll give some change of society on board the raft and .js the right number for four hours’ steering in every 24 hours.”

THE RAIL birds have pet

chattering away..at 6 .p..m. names. They'll answer to the..gone

call of: : Bill Eggert of The Times, a sportswriter; Snappy Ford, AAA

ferences be

olorers Club in New York was the scene of fore the expedition started. Here (left to

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right) the

Chief of Clannfhearghuis, Herman Watzinger, Thor Heyerdahl (the author) and Peter Freuchen, noted Greenland expiorer, go

over maps and charts.

“The devil, but I'd like to be in it. I could undertake technical measurements #nd tests. Of course, you'll have to support your experiment with accurate measurements of winds and currents and waves. Remember that you're going to cross vast spaces of sea which are practically unknown because they lie outside all shipping routes. An expedition like yours can make Interesting hydrographic and meterological investigations; I could make good use of my thermody-

namics.”

Pacific on a McNally & Heyerdahl. an

I knew nothing about the man beyond what an open face can say. It may say a great deal. “All right,” I said. “We'll go together.” His name was Herman Watzinger; he was as much of a landlubber as myself. TOMORROW-—How to pick a crew to sail across the Pacific Ocean on a raft. A strange group of adventurers gathers in Peru—five Norwegians and one Swede!

Johnny Par- == Sam-Hanks, Walt-Fauls ner, drivers; Lou Welch, J. C.

publicity man;

Agajanian, Bill Ansted, own-

She's Only Girl in France With Bells on Her Fingers

: Times Special Writer PARIS, May 14 — For 31-year-

old Jacqueline Goguet, there is |nothing to equal the. satisfaction lof producing a peal of bells. Mile. Goguet has her satisfaction, too. because she is France's only woman carillon-ringer.

| Every other Sunday, she climbs 1365 steps up the belltower of {Sainte Odile, one of the most {modern churches in Paris. It was

By ROSETTE HARGROVE |

sets her bronze bells ringing. She,

Her life is music:

She hasn’t/ing on the carillon. Already her

is oblivious to all discomforts as the slightest interest in clothes or fame has spread through North-

she creates the rich music. There are 20 bells, weighing

housekeeping. Although she an

is ern France and Belgium, where experienced. and talented|the instrument is more frequent

close to three tons, and she has to musician, she's been at bell-ring-|and popular than in the. rest of

pound on her keyboard with both fists. Each session lasts about 45

ing barely a year.

{the country. Before bells occupied her; Mlle.|

From Easter to Whitsun she

minutes, and to protect her hands Goguet had composed music. She travels from church to church, to she wears half-gloves, which she nag produced two masses “a cap- set her bells singing on Suncuts out of any old pair she finds pella,” a symphony for the organ days and feast days. Now she

lying around.

and another work in music and has two ambitions.

She wants to

“I never feel tired at the end of verse, “The Rosary,” for choir, |ring the 58 bells that comprise

it, though,” she says. “I love the organ and harp.

Lately, she’s|the largest carillon in France, at

completed in 1945, and is one of time I spend with ‘my’ bells, Up written pieces for the carillon. |the church of Chalons-sur-Marne.

/two in the city with.a carillon.

there I lose all sense of time and And the versatile miss has also Seated at her simple keyboard, space, forget the pinpricks of the published several slim volumes of and play the carillons there.

with only an upturned wooden everyday world and the necessity poetry. Now, though, she’s Soheential practicing her English.

Box for a seat, Jacqueline Goguet,

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to earn a living.”

And she wants to visit the U. 3 n

preparation for the trip, she's

ers; Clay Smith, Lou Moore,

Jnechanies, - od That's just a random list, of

course. Just enough to salt the tale about the rail bird. Names will come and names will go, but the breed lives on forever. = os s THERE ARE vacant places on the rail bird roost, too. And those places will never be filled. The rest of the breed wouldn't have them filled. Who could sit in for the likes of Rex Mays, Shorty Cantlon, Floyd Roberts, George Robson and all the rest whose wings are folded forever? The birds fly the’ AAA circuit during the season. After May 30 they'll leave the Speedway for places like Darlington, DuQuoin, Milwaukee and Altoona. Sure as the swallows return to Capistrano, the rail birds will be back at Speedway next May. a They always come home to. roost. : 1