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Inside Indianapolis By Ed Sovola

Here's a postscript, friends. Almost overlooked an important item—my tree in University Park. I'll be gone, you know, for almost.two months, digging up stories in Europe. Somebody has to look after Big Oakie. He isn’t doing too well. You” may remember how for two years I've tried to get a tree to grow. ; It all began with an acorn to beautify the city. The acorn was a svmbol of pride in my

city and it coincided with the campaign to “Boost Indianapolis.”

State Forester Joe DeYoung & directed the planting. Actually we planted four acorns. Three sprouted. It wasn't “long before only one little fellow remained. Joe and I worried about Little Oakie.

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Sci ws ASL (= > & “JOE WOULDN'T give up. In the fall, he went down to the Morgan-Monroe forest and brought back Big Oakie. We planted him with high hopes, he would grow in the spring. It wasn't long after Big Oakie was planted, Mayor Al Feeney died. I then put a stone at Big Oakie’s-base to the memory of the Mayor. Big Oakie would be a living memorial to a great guy. The winter was tough. the transplanted tree. Right now Big Oakie's top is still dry. The lower branches have leaves and a few branches have appeared. Frankly, he doesn’t look so good.

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JOE IS GOING to keep an eye on him whenever he can. In the summer Joe travels a lot and may not be around when Big Oakie needs water or something. That's why I'm asking geome of you friends who work downtown and get over to the park to watch and see how he's doing. I'd hate to get back in July and find Big Oakie dead. We've had:.a loteof trouble getting a tree to grow. True, he's not doing as well as he should but we have to give him a chance. By the end of summer we'll know whether

It Happened Last Night

By Earl Wilson

NEW YORK, May 21—Well, where you going on your vacation? These lazy warm days give me vacationitis. Oh for a fishing trip to Canada where somebody else does the fishing and I can just sleep and never hear a telephone. Or maybe a nice trip on a gx freighter. +. . I've never been on a freighter trip, but Ralph Bellamy’s vacationing that way this summer, and so is Mary Martin, so it looks like it-might be the popular thing to do be-

“I'd rather not talk about this,” Bellamy told me the other day. “Honest. People will catch on to how nice ijt is.” However, he soon suc-. to my great charm, said, “T'll tell you, going on a freighter is like having Your own ship. It's your yacht!”

n ” z “BUT 1 THOUGHT these freighters were rough and crude,” I said. ‘Thank God you don't have to dress for dinner!” Bellamy said. “Your day is your own. You can go around in shorts.” Bellamy got the look of -an old sea dog on his face—I wonder how an old sea dog looks, come to think of it—and said: “They don't guarantee dates, you know. They're not crazy to have you. There may be only 3 or 4 passengers. “You wander around and look at the engine room, and at the radar, and read. You dine with the crew. . ,.”

Mr. Bellamy

SS THE BELLAMYS will take the French freighter, Le Moyne D'Iberville, from New Or-

leans, to Europe, about July 4. Bellamy figures he's got a vacation coming, having chased so many tough guys to jail or the electric chair on his TV program, ‘Man Against Crime,” in the last year and a half. Private-eyeing on TV is ulcer-builéing work. On one of his programs he was just about to gpeak his first speech when a voice came blasting out saying, “Get the hell off of me. I'm dead!” Bellamy pretended he hadn't heard and made his speech. It had been the voice of one of the TV camermen telling the director that his camera was dead and to use the others,

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“THEN 1 did a dock scene where 1 was supposed to dive off into the water after a criminal. “I said, ‘I'll really dive off if you'll put the camera on me and make it worthwhile.’ =~ “We. had no water obviously, so I wived onto a mattress. But something went wrong with the shot and they didn’t see me dive . . . just saw me take two steps. After all that effort.’

‘Americana By Robert C. Ruark

NEW YORK, May 21—Mr. Robert Vogeler, who got slapped into solitary for 17 months by the Hungarians, is well on the mend again. One of these days Mr. Vogeler will sit down with a good editorial assistant to hammer out some memoirs of his horrid holiday with the Reds. Mr. Vogeler is a hot commodity for the books and magazines and moving pictures, and under expert handling may expect to gross as high as half-a-million clams as recompense for his ordeal. The chances are he will rate as much as a million as unworthy payment, for the time he pulled as a prisoner, and the exquisitely subtle torture he underwent, but that is not the point. Mr. Vogeler, I happen to pay ordinary, every-day income taxes, just like thee and me, on the delayed fruits of his torment, which seems a little unfair, when you consider that Gen. Dwight Eisenhower asked and was granted a capital gains on. his oneshot volume of World War II memoirs. This was an important concession to make to an unknown author, since Ike got $750,000 for his maiden effort and only had to pay 25 per cent of it to Uncle Sugar.

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THIS WAS somewhat resented by us other warriors who write for the daily crusts and broken vittles, because all the books that were

eration. We-all were in the war, too, and what a man writes is always the sum of his experience. Amateur FEisenhower, while on full pay as a five-star general with a supplementary salary as president of Columbia University, received the gift of capital gains from the government in complete violation of the revenue department's attitude to all other professional writers, I have often argued that a man's mind and "body is as valuable to himself as a machine or a piece of property, and is even. more Subject to

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Don’t Forget Ed’s Tree " While He's in Europe

Joe will have to get another tree on one of his trips to Morgan-Monroe forest. It takes a lot of shoveling to plant a 4-foot white oak. “* bh

SO, IF YOU CAN, keep an eye on Big Oakie. You can’t miss him. He's in the open area of University Park facing Meridian St., directly in line with the parking “bt between the Athletic Club and the Chamber of Commerce building. Speaking of not feeling so good, this kid could stand a vitamin pill.- Going away is hard on the constitution. Too many for the road with friends who want to wish you well. Most of my friends don’t need much of an excuse to throw a party. They're always fun, but the kind they throw should be spaced at least twe months apart. fo ae dp : YOU -CAN"P TeruseE aid fiTends. who are simply trying to: show you how they feei.

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They ask you:

a sandwich. and a short libatioa, .

vou go. You tell them ‘not to go to too much trouble and you have to.go.- home

vearly.

The sandwich turns out to be a beautiful buffet supper with enough food to feed 50 people. The short. libation turns out to be quite long. One light touch just te be sociable leads to another.

Pretty soon the party is in full Swing and you're

trapped. I have lost track of the “last one for the road.” If I had a buck for every last one over the last one I could have my own little Marshall Plan when I get over there, FE

ANOTHER tricky invitation is the one you

accept from a friend who has time to buy only

one because he has to go home for supper. You don’t want to say no to a buddy. The meeting starts with small talk about how wonderful the trip will be, what a luckv dog you are and so on. It isn't long before the big talk starts. Friend Tom doesn’t have to be home on time every night. Why heck no. Along comes ol’ Joe. He wants to buy one for the road. You can’t say no to another buddy. I think I've had one for every road in Europe. And some of those roads were pretty rough. I'm switching to, malted milks. They'#e* good for the stomach. You can drink them all sight and they won't hurt you.

Vacation on Freighter; It’s the Latest Fad

OH, WELL, Bellamy says, it could have been more disastrous. Once TV actress Betty Furness was diving out a window—supposedly—and the camera followed her too closely. It followed her and showed her jumping out the window and landing on the mattress, “So I'm looking forward to that freighter trip,” Bellamy said. “Say, do you know you can go around the world on a freighter for only $1200? Don’t tell anybody.” & wow THE - MIDNIGHT EARL ... TV comedian Jackie Gleason—hospitalized because of a vitamin deficiency—is permitted out of bed to do his show . .. Ava phoned Frankie, L. A. to Florida. oo GOOD RUMOR MAN: Jack Dempsey's new G. F., Joan Olander, now in Chicago to be near is being wooed also by Ted Briskin . . . Newest story is that Aly Khan was in town secretly and dated Powers model June Harvey! Latest movie gag is that it's now “Warner Brother”—Harry decided to economize and fired Jack . . . Red Skelton’'ll go to London to play the Palladium. Gene Fowler'll go along for laughs . . Pretty Libby Dean, the cover girl, sings with the great’ Eddie Davis at Leon and Eddie's. So SB'WAY BULLETINS: Soon after the $'2 million Capri club opens at Atlantic Beach, Lauritz Melchior’ll make his cafe debut there . . . Lovely Vivian Blaine was out of “Guys & Dolls” with virus. Beverly Lawrence subbed . June Havoc just phones her box office and gets the best seats to top shows instantly. Sl oN» EARL'S PEARLS .. . Will Rogers had the solution for the traffic problem years ago. He suggested that streets be open only to cars that were paid for. Go o WISH I'D SAID THAT: “What's the difference between a rich television actor and a poor television actor? The poor television actor washes his own Cadillac.” ’ oO o> o>

TODAY'S BEST LAUGH: Old but still ok.:

W. C. Fields, asked if he believed in clubs for women, said, “Yes, if every other form of persuasion fails.”

ALL OVER: Gen. Eisenhower is urging the White House to retain John McCloy as American Commissioner in Western Germany. McCloy wants out . .. The Maharanee of Baroda antagonized shops in Palm Beach by buying dresses, then returning them . .. Janet Leigh will wed in July ... Saratoga hiring (domestics, track employees, etc.) iz 'way off, Rose La Rose concludes that children grow by ‘eaps and bounds—especially the ones in the apartment overhead . . . That's Earl, brother.

How About Tax Break For Robert Vogeler?

depletion and deterioration. A man's body wears out, just like a machine, and his mind depletes itself, just like an oil-well. But they will allow you to write off wear-and-tear on a machine, and they will give you capitalgains taxes of only 25 per cent on a purchase you have held over six months, and if youare in the oil business they grant you a 27; per cent free ride because oil wells deplete themselves. Lo BUT NOT humans, Not writers who sweat for five years on a book, or boxers who run out of gas, or baseball players whose legs quit or just ordinary salary guys who weaken their eyes over figures or flatten their feet selling brushes. Taxwise, everything has dignity but the human machine, They explained the Eisenhower concession by saying that Ike's book represented the net of his experiences, and hence was comparable to a property which had been held sufficiently long to warrant a capital gains interpretation. This was true, but is also true to anybody else who capitalizes on his own arduous toil or accidental experience. I've been depleting myself for years on a typewriter, for instance, but I ain't no oil well in the government's eye. or boo In the awful history of self- depletion; I doubt that anybody ever depleted himself physically worse than Robert Vogeler. Whether or not he was working for Uncle Sam at the time is not the point. He was cast into a dungeon and tortured so horribly and subtly that both his nerves and body broke. There are scars on Vogeler's soul infinitely more livid than a saber slash, and a strain on his body that could shorten his life. For these wounds he will, get some partial balm in the payment of money. If ever a man deserved consideration in the tax department, Vogeler is the man. Do ‘not tell me that an ail well .or a house or a piece of land ig worthy of more consideration than the man who escrowed his body in.® dank cell for three times the number of months Hecessary. to receive & capital gains consideration.

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The Indianapolis ‘Times

MONDAY, MAY 21, 1951

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WE WERE visited by whales many times. Mosf: often

“they were small porpoises ganiboled about us”in large schools on the surface of the water, but now and then there were big cachalots, too, and other giant whales which appeared singly or in small

schools. Sometimes they passed like ships on the horizon,

' now and again sending a

cascade of water into the air, but sometimes they steered straight for. us. We were prepared for a dangerous collision the first time a big whale altered course and carne straight toward the raft in a purposeful manner. It came straight toward our port side, where we stood gathered on the edge of the raft, while one man sat at the masthead and shouted that he could see seven or eight more making their way toward us. The big, shining, black fore: head of the first whale was not more than two yards from us when it sank beneath the surface of the water, and then we gaw the enormous blue-black bulk glide quietly under the raft right beneath our feet. It lay there for a time, dark and motionless, and we held our breath as we looked down on the gigantic curved back of a mammal a good deal longer than the whole raft. Then it sank slowly through the bluish

water and disappeared from sight. : Meanwhile the whole school

were close upon us, but they paid no attention to us. Whales which have abused their giant strength and sunk whaling boats with their tails have presumably been attacked first. There was not a day on which we had not six or seven

| dolphins following us in circles

round and under the raft. On bad days there might he only

—two or three, but on the other

hand, as many as 30 or 40 might turn up the day after.

” » ” AS A RULE it was enough to warn the cook 20 minutes in advance if we wanted fresh fish for dinner. Then he tied a line to a short bamboo stick

| and .put half a flying fish on

the hook. A dolphin was there

| in a flash, plowing the surface

with its head as it chased the hook, with two or three more

; in its wake. It was a splendid | fish to play and, when freshly

caught, its flesh was firm and delicious to eat, like a mixture of cod and salmon. It kept for

| two days, and that was all we

, without a sound,

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needed, for there were fish enough in the sea. We had not been long at

sea before the first shark visited us. And sharks soon became an almost daily occurrence. Sometimes the shark just came swimming up to inspect the raft and went on in search of prey after circling round us once or twice. But most often the sharks took up a position in our wake just behind the steering oar, and there they lay stealing from starboard to port and occassionally giving a leisurely wag of their tails to keep pace with the raft's placid advance.

Hurt in Blast

Times State Service

FRANKLIN, May 21—A family

{pf three, including & 3-month-old

baby were reported in serious condition at Johnson County Memori{al Hospital today following an explosion in their trailer home yesterday

Suffering extensive first and second degree burns are Ozello Sex-on, 32; his wife, Mrs. Odie Sexton, 21, and their daughter,

Brenda Gail. The explosion, belived. to have been caused by leaking bottled gas, occurred when Mr. Sexon ignited a cigaret lighter, Walls of the house trailer were

{ripped open and Mr, Sexton was

hurled about 20 feet to an alley. His wife also was thrown from

[the trailer, but the baby in a bed

{with solid wooden sides, remained in the bed. The blast burned away their

clothing, but the trailer did not

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THE BLUE-GRAY body of the shark always looked brownish in the sunlight just below the surface, and it moved up and down with the seas-so that the dorsal fin always stuck out menacingly. If there was a high sea, the shark might be lifted up by the waves high above our own level, and we had a direct side view of the shark as in a glass case as it swam toward us in a dignified manner with its fussy retinue of small pilot fish ahead of its jaws. For a few seconds it looked as if both the shark and its striped companions would swim right on board, but then the raft would lean, over gracefully to leeward, rise over the ridge of

waves, and descend on the other side. To begin with, we had a

great respect for sharks on account of their reputation and their alarming appearance. There . was an unbridled strength in the streamlined body, consisting of one great bundle of steel muscles, and a heartless greed in the broad flat head with the small, green cat's eyes and the enormous jaws which could swallow footballs.

8 on n TO CATCH a shark we fastened together a bunch of our largest fishhooks and hid them inside the carcass of a whole dolphin. We slung the bait overboard with a precautionary multiplication of steel lines fastened to a piece of our own life line. Slowly and surely the shark came, and, as it lifted its snout -abhove-the water —it—opened 118 great crescent-shaped jaws with a jerk and let the whole dolphin slip in and down. And there it stuck. There was a struggle in which the shark lashed the water into foam, but we had a good grip on the rope and hauled the hig fellow, despite its resistance, as far as the logs aft, where it lay awaiting what might come and only gaped as though to intimidate us with its parallel rows of sawlike teeth. Here we profited by a sea to slide the shark up over the low end logs, slippery with seaweed and, after casting a rope around the tail fin, we ran well out of the way till the war dance was over. The sharks we got on board were usually from six to 10 feet long, and there were blue sharks as well as brown sharks. The last-named had a skin outside the mass of muscles through which we could not drive a sharp knife unless we struck with our whole strength, and often not even then. The skin of the belly-was as impenetrable as that of the back; the five gill clefts behind the head on each side were the only vulnerable point.

” » ” WHEN WE hauled in a shark, black slippery remora-fish were usually fixed tight- to its body.

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A blue shark on the deck of the raft with its conqueror. The Kon-Tiki crew found that shark

flesh is edible only if soaked in salt-water for 24 hours.

By means of an oval sucking disc on the top of the flat head, they were fastened so tight that we could not get them loose by

pulling their tails. But they themselves could break loose

and skip away to take hold at:

another place in a second. If they grew tired of hanging tightly to the shark when their host gave no sign of returning to the sea, they leaped off and vanished down between the chinks in the raft to swim away and find themselves another shark.

If the remora does not find a shark, it attaches itself to the skin of another fish for the time being.-It is generally as long as the length of a finger up to a foot. We tried the na-

times used when they have been lucky enough to secure a live remora. They tie a line to its tail and let it swim away. It then tried to suck itself on to the first fish it sees and clings so tightly that a lucky fisherman may haul in both fishes by the remora’s tail.

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WE HAD no luck. Every single time we let- a remora go with a line tied to its tail, it simply shot off and sucked itself fast to one of the logs of the raft, in the belief that it had found an extrafine big shark. And there it hung, however hard we tugged on the line. We gradually acquired a number of these small remoras which hung on and dangled obstinately among the shells on the side of the raft, traveling with us right across the Pacific. But ‘the remora was stupid and ugly and never became such an agreeable pet as its lively companion the pilot fish The pilot fish is a small ecigar= shaped fish with zebra stripes, which swims rapidly in a shoal ahead of the shark's snout, It received its name because it was thought that it piloted its halfblind friend the shark about in the sea. In reality, it simply goes along with the shark, and,

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Tharoftveriaintywedd ave come off b adly in a collis

a whale. But Poverty deliberately the whales seemed to come rush.

ing straight toward the Kon-Tiki, as this one is doing, they always

dived under it at the last moment.

if it acts independently, it is only because it catches sight of food within its own range of vision. The pilot fish accompanied its lord and master to the last second. But, as it could not cling fast to the giant's skin, as the remora does, it was completely bewildered when its old master suddenly disappeared up into the air and did not come down again. Then the pilot fish scurried about in a distracted manner, searching wildly, but always came back and wriggled along astern of the raft, where the shark had vanished skyward. But as time passed and the shark did not come down again, they had to look around for a new lord and master, And

none was nearer to hand than

the Kon-Tiki herself.

n ” 5 OUR PILOT fish patrolled in two detachments; most of them swam between the centerboards, the others in a graceful fan formation ahead of the bow. Now and then they shot away from the raft {o snap up some edible. trifle. we passed, and after meals, when we washed our crockery in the

water glongside, it was as if we had emptied a whole cigar case of striped pilot fish among the scraps. There was not a single scrap they did not exe amine, and, so Jong as it was not vegetable food, down it went,

These queer little fish huddled under our protecting wings with such childlike con» fidence that we, like the shark, had a fatherly protective feel ing toward them. They became the Kon-Tiki’s marine pets, and it was taboo on board to lay hands on a pilot fish. The marine creature against which the experts had begged us to be most on our guard was the octopus, for it could get on board the raft. Soon wa had our first warning that they must be in those waters. "2 » n TOMORROW — An unpleas~ ant encounter with the Old Man of the Seéa—an octopus! And the discovery that an octopus can fly!

From the book, tay Tiil-Across

the Pacific on a Raft” ublishers Rand McNally and Company, Copye right 1950 by Thor Heverdahi. (Distributed by The ister and Tribune Syndicate)

Show Me the Way to Go Home—

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