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By Ed Sovola % LONDON, England, June 15—A GI in London's L fam, Pic Circus is a familiar sight. ‘Talked to one just to find out what was on his tmind. ( ©. He was wandering around the same as I was. He didn’t look happy or sad. But he looked good in his Air Force blues and the one stripe on his arms stood out like a road signal. Bill is 21, has been in London six weeks, in the service eight moriths and is the son of Mr. and Mrs. Joseph Carrico, Louisville, Ky. I imagine Bill's story could be duplicated by the thousands. At that particular moment he was “looking over the sights.” He is stationed at Bushey Park, Supreme Headquarters American Expeditionary Force (SHAEF). . We stopped on the corner in front of the Swan & Edgar department store. A lot of servicemen know where that is. You see the Criterion Restaurant, Hill House, County Fire Office, Bovril and the huge Schweppes Tonic Water sign. : ~% &

PEOPLE MOVE in a steady, crowded stream. You see them in all sizes, shapes, nationalities, levels of society. Women in long, flowing dresses from India walk past. A man with a seedy suit, umbrella and long wavy hair makes people stare and laugh. Bicycles weave in and out of the heavy traffic. Bill's comment on the riders was, “If they rode bicycles like that in the States, half of them would be dead.” How does Mrs. Carrico’'s son like London? It's “all right.” That answer came after a pause of 20 seconds while he scratched his head and laughed. Bill prefers the smaller towns, namely Kingston, Richmond and Hammersmith, a short distance from London. People in the smaller towns, Bill thinks, are friendlier and you can get around easier, y English beer, warm compared to beer in the States, heavier and more bitter, doesn’t make him smack his lips, He'd rather drink Louisville beer “any day of the week.” Where was he heading? No place in particular. He was sort of shopping for a gift, one for his girl and another for his Mom.

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NO ENGLISH GIRL has caught his fancy. His love js across the sea. Every other day Bill gets a letter from his Zirl. He reached in his blouse for a-letter to show me but he remembered belatedly that he had dressed hurriedly to go on this pass, Usually he carries the latest letter. Bill writes home and to his girl twice a week. I asked him if he could have one wish granted,

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It Happened Last Night

By Earl Wilson

PARIS, June 15—The Duchess of Windsor, who went to a ball wearing blue silver dust in her hair; forcéd Aly Khan into the background in Paris even though he eased his broken heart by having another date with Joan Fontaine. The Duchess, dancing with the Duke, was the belle of the ball—I almost wrote Brawl—and had all sorts of big names flopping down curtsying to her. Aly Khan whipping around the dance floor with Joan, was popular enough, but it was the Duchess who, as they say in sports slang, “Won the Duke.” This reporter, making a quickie visit to Paris, wangled an invitation to the ball, one of the best ever flung by Elsa Maxwell. I went wearing a wolf's head and horns as a mask.

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BY THIS gimmick I could hover around the Aly and watch at close range without his knowing it—a sneaky trick if I ever heard of one. Well, he was as nervous as a New York columnist in Paris writing on a deadline and I decided to like him (sorry to disappoint you). Later, when I unmasked, he confirmed my story that a $3 million settlement on Yasmine is “out” but then, with a sincere look on his handsome kisser, he said, “Anyway, it’s not a question ‘of money, it's a question .0oi women!” : Getting back to the party, and I'd like to instead of slaving at this hot typewriter, it started at 11 at the Laurent Restaurant and nobody worth while got there till midnight.

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IT WAS harder to get into than an old suit. Barbara Hutton came with her newest escort, middle-aged Baron Jean De Baglion. She looked fragile and tired. She almost tripped on her thin ankles when she left rather earlyish, a little after 2. There were three of the Rothschilds there, or about $100 million worth—Elie, Philippe and Alain; the Henry Ford IIs, Mrs. Averell Harriman, the Princess of Norway, Eve Curie, Ambassador Bruce, Jimmy Donahue and Jessie Donahue, the George Guinles, the Jacques Faths and about 150 others.

When I arrived in my wolf's face mask, Elsa «said, “Hello, Baron, now you keep that on.” Frankly, she was afraid the social tone of the affair would crash drastically if I were known to be there.

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IT WAS difficult to keep it on all evening because, first, it was hot, and, second, you couldn't drink champagne through it. “Who is that guy who keeps his mask on?” one woman said. The rumor spread that I was a policeman. : The Duchess of Windsor's conduct was a sample of her charm, As soon as a waltz contest was announced, she was on her feet, signaling to the Duke to come on and get with it, and sure enough, they won the prize, a nightgown or tablecloth or whatever it was,

Americana By Robert C. Ruark

NEW YORK, June 15—I am in possession of some rather sinister information which might be «of interest to Congress, and certainly to the public. A recent Army TWX, or wire, to its fieldgrade officers, has redirected attention to the ‘court-martial manual that forbids any member of the armed forces to criticize publicly the actions and/or policies of the President, his cabinet, and even his governors under pain of court-martial with an impris- 8 onment up to 15 years. This is a fair effort at political though t control, since it. occurred after the ruckus between Harry Truman and Gen. Douglas gd hur, and is nly Ar pointed commentary on the lengths that the politicos will go to keep themselves free of public knowledge of error. ar ae 1 itivity to (RE IS almost an abnormal sensitivity Wr the President's make-up, as his violent letters on trivial matters have attested in the past, Most old Politistans are pretty hornynot Harry T. Bi gpd Bo that his regime has been subs0 much attack that he’ sees enemies under the bed, but I think that the new throttling of the armed forces is. carrying that sensitivity too far. = - arian is technically the Commander-in-Chief of the forces and has extraordinary powers in time of war. But nobody has got around to sanctifying this mess in Korea as anything but a United Nations police action and you would figure that the extreme censorship of*wartime would not apply: 2 a

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Picadilly Circus ‘Captures’ the GI hat would he want. The youth looked at me in surp! 7 PB ’ “You know what I would wish for,” he said. “I want to be back in Louisville.” Nothing excites him to any great extent over here. He hasn’t had any “real fun” since coming to England. “I take it as it comes. I'm putting in my time, that's all, The guys in my outfit are swell, the food we eat is good but it ain’t like home,” Bill sald. ’ LS AS YET BILL hasn't been to thé Continent and doesn’t speak the language of the seasoned GI. Paris is simply a name of another big city. The early closing hours of the pubs in England don’t bother him as they do some servicemen I talked to a couple Army and Air Force officers. They didn’t hesitate to tell you how much fun you can have in Paris provided you have the “gilt.” They speak of Berlin as another “good” town. They have been to the low countries, Switzerland, Italy. It takes time. . You don’t hear Bill talk of the drunk he threw anywhere. 1 asked him if he ever has had a snootful in England. No. He has a few heers with the guys, shoots the breeze, plays darts and beats it back to the barracks. After you talk to a boy like Bill, you wish it were possible to write to all mothers with sons in England, France and Germany or wherever they may be. ; You want to say, “Don’t worry, Mrs. Jones or Mrs. Carrico, I met your Bill and he's doing fine. He's doing his duty, he's staying out of trouble and is the gentleman you want him to be. The things he writes you. are true. He's thinking about you and looks forward to the day when he can come home.” : SB db THE AMERICAN soldier of the type Bill Carrico is pays dividends. He counteracts some of the bad impressions the foreigner gets of the serviceman. Englishmen will admit, I've heard them, that it took some time during the last war to realize although a GI often is impulsive and reckless when he’s out on a tear, basically he's good. Fortunately the British have come in contact with so many over a long period of time that they have had a chance to change their minds. And they seldom fail to mention that their boys aren’t all angels. Bill Carrico was just another Yank in Picadilly Circus. I saw him mingle with the crowd when we said goodby. He paused to let a woman who was in a hurry get by. Slowly he made his way and was soon lost from sight. He'll be all right.

Aly Khan Outshone By Duchess at Ball

' The blue silver dust she wore on her hair was also described to me as “snow.” It looked wonderful- on her, but you wondered whether it would on anybody else. The French were trying to claim it was an American idea and the Americans said it was French, Somebody said even the Russians would claim they invented it, > > ob : ALY KHAN, on coming into the party, said to Joan Fontaine, “I am going to wash my hands before we sit down,” and she wandered around waiting. He roamed about restlessly afferward, at one point even carrying a plate of ham out into the garden for the waiters. He said his plane pilot was killed in a crash yesterday, adding to his problems. “What plans have you for the summer?” I asked, thinking he might be intending to try to renew his effort to see Rita Hayworth. “I have to go with my horses,” he replied. “Got any good ones?” “No, only slow horses, bad horses, stinking horses,” he said sadly. The way he figures it, he is unlucky with horses and women and the only time he was lucky was in picking his father, eS & THE MIDNIGHT EARL ... The Yankees will make an important announcement about a pitcher shortly . .. Today’s Daily Double: Louise Topping and publisher Bill Griffin . . . Midnitem: Babs Beckwith and Carl Larson at the Quo Vadis . +. . A film star owes hotel bills all over town and is keeping his location a secret . . . Duke Ellington shelled out $2000 of his own dough for copyists to work on his June 20 concert at Lewisohn Stadium for the Cancer Fund. The talk “downtown” is that Conrad Rothengast will be the next Police commissioner . . . Gen. Eisenhower's due in Washington during July for conferences . .. The Spanish Police have orders not to molest or arrest American tourists for anything less than a felony . . . Gregg Sherwood took time off from Horace Dodge to see Bill Williams . . . Cafe Society's betting Peggy Downey wins her case against Hohenloche , . . Doris Duke’s Cincinnati pals hear she'll be back there by Aug. 10 . . . Jackie Gleason, who's lost 25 pounds so far, will stay in Doctor’s Hospital for two more weeks . , . Dagmar’s been showing the town to her parents , . . The Burgess Meredith baby’s due any minute . . . George Ross, still pursuing Arline Judge, said he'd wed her in a minute but she won’t have him . . . Jack Barry's “Juvenile Jury” takes over the last half hour of the Berle TV time while he vacations . . . Luscious Moana Holt models for the Sherry Carson agency. A diner at Majors Cabin Grill was heard to mumble that a fool and his money are soon partnered , , . That's Earl, brother.

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Army Rattles Jail Bars at Its Rebels

the Truman government, but I don’t think anybody’s gone to jail for it as yet. Otherwise, Gen. MacArthur and Capt. Crommelin and a few other good hands would be getting their mail in Leavenworth or Portsmouth. If is easy to wreak indirect vengeance on a man in uniform by busting his rate or transferring him somewhere unpleasant or blocking a promotion. This has been done in the past when a man fired off his face for what he believed. ‘But the prison sentemce thréat was not a thing to worry about. Some healthy things have come from rebellion in the ranks. We would have had very little in the way of practical Navy today if Crommelin and the admirals had not openly bucked the defense policies of Harry Truman as administered by Louis Johnson. We would not have had much in the way of Marines, either, and the Marines and the Navy have come in pretty handy in Korea. What we would have is a great big fleet of B-36s and not much else. eb ob THE PRESIDENT has not dbjected to his major officers speaking freely in behalf of his policies, and it seems to me that anything a

‘military man can step put of character to speak

for, he should be allowed to speak against without a jail sentence staring down his neck. All a gag rule ever accomplishes is to set up a system of spies and stool pigeons to where no man can speak his mind freely without fear of harsh reprisal. Censorship starts small and mushrooms, for there is something in the nature of man that dotes on control. You start off getting tough with yoiir civilian army and wind up getting tough with your civilians and before long people are ’fraid to breathe out loud. And it is so easy for a powerful government control to jam through almost any legislation under the guise of emergency. I just thought you'd like to know that we got a fellow on our hands who doesn’t like to be told he isn't emnipotent. ¢ .

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Eniwetok Eyewitness—

Hell looking into eternity. I was at Eniwetok.

ured by the millionth of a second and heat multiplied by a million times a degree Fahrenheit. 1 I have walked the streets of Hiroshima. I have flown over Nagasaki. I have heard first hand the details of the dropping of the first bomb by the men who dropped it.

I have been rnoroughly saturated with the scientific explanation of the splitting of the atom. But all of that means nothing when you are actually present when an atom bomb is exploded.

You keep asking yourself the question:

“Suppose something wrong, what then?” + » ”

THEORETICALLY and scientifically you have been placed in a position which is safe from harm according to the calculations of human beings, but suppose they have miscalculated.

The day before the “bang” was one of tension and apprehension.

The weather was atrocious. The rain came in almost continual torrents and periodical weather conferences were held. Not until the early morning hours was it definitely decided to conduct the experiment and even then a three-hour delay was agreed upon. “Shot” day arrived. Long before light appeared on the horizon we were roused from our bunks. I had a sensation and a feeling which was perhaps experienced by every GI who has huddled in a landing craft before a beach landing. In the cold chili of the morning we stood alongside the runway on Eniwetok and watched the crewless aircraft take off. These pilotless airplanes, controllfd from “mother” planes, were sent directly into the area of the “bang” and into the cloud caused by the blast to obtain specimens of the cloud and to take motion pictures by automatically controlled cameras. n = n

EVERYTHING went according to schedule. The hour of the “bang” was fast approaching. All official observers were taken to the Officers’ Beach Club and given coffee and sandwiches. Chairs were arranged in front of the club along the beach, facing the direction of the “shot” island. A voice from a loud speaker kept us informed of each new action. Dark glasses

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explosion ever created by man in the history of the world, I had a feeling that I was standing at the gates of

pletely blacked out all light were distributed. Those who preferred not to look at the “fire ball” were warned to turn their heads and count “one thousand one, one thousand two, one thousand three” before turning in the direction of the “shot” island. Those who elected to look into the “fire ball” were warned not to remove their glasses following the “bang,” until they had counted off three seconds. That apprehension of what might happen if all did not go as planned was ever present, I couldn't shake it off. A half hour before the “bang” I was seated in the first row of chairs. The scene could well have been any exclusive beach club. ~ = = WE WERE TOLD that a 10second warning would be given before the explosion, I examined my glasses. I kept on my own dark sun glasses under the thick black lens which had been given me. The sun was a tiny red speck hardly discernible. That’s how thick the glasses were. With eyes covered, I was in a pit of darkness and the sound of conversation among the other observers took on an eerie tone. All around was the repeated warning: “Be sure your glasses are adjusted properly.” Then came those last 10 seconds which I shall never forget —the 10 seconds before the explosion when anything could happen if something went wrong. » ” ¥

WITHOUT FEELING or emotion the voice in the loud speaker began: “Three seconds.” I adjusted my glasses. I became more tense. “Nine seconds.” There was an ominous silence over the group. “Eight seconds.” The observer next to me remarked in a hollow voice: “Well, we will know if it works in a few seconds.” “Seven seconds.” I wondered what the qthers were What emotions were they experiencing? It was old stuff to many of them. It was new to all of us because this was to be the greatest and mightiest explosion ever set off or witnessed by man. “Six seconds.” I gritted my teeth and the panorama of the horrors of Hiroshima became vivid to me again. “Five seconds.” Suppose the scientists had

Rep. Hebert's Conclusions:

This is a subject which should be treated separate and apart from the actual detonation of the bomb but suffice it to say radioactivity definitely is not a deterrent to rescue workers if properly

There is no such thing as a “Death Ray” bomb which would destroy an entire city without the implementation of other accepted military devices both in manpower and equipment. It is fallacious to believe that the radioactivity following the explosion of an atom bomb will prevent rescue parties from entering the contaminated area.

It is erroneous to believe that the lethal effects of an atom bomb will remain effective in a proscribed area over an in-

More individuals will die from other causes than from radioactivity following the burst of a bomb.

Hoosier on a Safari—

Treed By A Hot-Headed Rhino

ON THE EVENING of Oct. 10, we decided we would |later with another rhino. After

sleep near a water hole where three bull elephants: had

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How Big Is New Atom Bomb

Here is how Rep. ¥. Edward Hebert describes the size of the new thermonuclear explosion tested at Eniwetok: Hiroshima's bomb was 10 times greafer than the Texas City nitrate ship explosion. The blast at Eniwetok was several times greater than Hiroshima, Take ordinary sticks of dyna--mite such as are used in a hand grenade; stack them one on top of the other so that they encase a 17-story office building on a city block; that is the power of the Hiroshima explosion. The Hiroshima blast was the equivalent of 20,000 tons of TNT, as measured in atomic energy. Supposing a bomb two and one-half times bigger than the Hiroshima bomb, you would have 100,000,000 pounds of TNT. Using the encased building yardstick, that would be a 60-story building on four city blocks. “And the blast I witnessed at Eniwetok was greater than this,” says Rep. Hebert.

FIRE BALL of an atomic blast—this one: was at Bikini—is described by the like of which | had never seen before.’

Blackness. Suddenly all was bright, a brilliance the like of which I had never seen before, There was a gigantic ball of fire on the horizon. Simultaneously there was a gust of heat across my face. It was just the sense of sight and touch—-no hearing. J I lived a thousand lives in that one split second. “One thousand one . , . One thousand two. . .”

I took no chances and then removed the dark

knowledge that we were still there,

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formed and soared heavenward. A The fire ball could well have

ny lifted fro wry cal m any mediUnder the broad table-like top of the mushroom was the

miscalculated this theoretically safe distance, miles away from the “shot” island? “Four seconds.” The count between seconds seemed hours apart. Men I have seen hanged must have wondered just as I now wondered. They didn’t know what was to be found at the end of a rope a few pgeconds away, I didn't know what was to be found after an explosion only a few seconds away. ‘Three seconds.” I was beyond apprehension. We might be the real guinea pigs if something went wrong! “Two seconds.” I couldn’t stop repeating the question to myself: “What am 1 doing here? It's too late to turn back now, but what am I doing here?” “One second.” My muscles were taut, fists clenched, téeth gritted. Only a second remained but it seemed like an eternity.

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what I think the voice in the loud speaker said, but now it didn’t matter. This was it, Silence,

that, we had gone hardly a quar-ter-mile. when we disturbed the third rhino. and charged away.

up. to the water hole about 5:30 p. m., and sat down there a.»

on the chance a bull elephant might come in just before

dark to drink.

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we did ‘see a hyena coming down to the water. I managed to get some moving ‘pictures of him before he knew we were there. Then we went to our truck 200 yards away, ate our dinner, set our beds up and bedded down for the night. About midnight we heard a tremendous commotion at the water hole. It was easy to tell that a herd of elephants was watering and splashing in the mud. In the quiet night it sounded like a full-fledged riot. About 2:30 a. m. we heard more elehants. This group, after watering and floundering around, left the water hole by a path on which our truck was parked.

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AFRICAN SAFARI Part Six

(The Times today publishes the last of six excerpts from “African SafarL” the story of a big-game hunting trip through East Africa. It was made last fall by Gene L. Williams, 29-year-old vice president of Gaseteria, Inc.).

I was stumbling around trying to find a gun while Jenvy was getting into the truck to throw on the headlights if the elephants got too close. We wanted, if possible, to avoid frightening

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them, since we hoped to track this herd in the morning. When the elephants were about 50 feet from the truck they apparently smelled one of the na-

tives in a tree and veered off.pwith small ivory. We decided not

When they passed us they didn’t seem to be too frightened or disturbed, which was good for the next day's hunting. At dawn we started out on the tracks of those elephants, which led us many miles into a heavy thorn forest and across a spot where a rhino was bedded down. We heard the rhino before he heard or smelled us and carefully skirted him downwind. We did the same thing five minutes

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{run and scramble up trees the {best we could. I went up a little |sapling. full of thorns like a welltrained monkey. I was only six feet up when| the rhino, in his charge, crashed into a tree three feet away, When he saw I was already up a tree, he wheeled and went after one of the natives, who was still running. I believe the native jumped a good six feet to get into a tree. The rhino charged at several climbing natives, but finally cleared off and left us| alone. i .We -didn't want to shoot this] rhino, as we had already shot

the elephant herd nearby. After we finally’ closed in on the herd, however, we found only four bulls

to do any Shooting and withdrew. We broke camp and moved 30 miles upstream, to where it was necessary for us to cross the river to hunt. We did this in a native dugout” canoe, a 12-foot log, 16 inches wide, with a hollowed-out spot in the middle. It was like trying to ride a large stick across the river. It was something I never did get so

This one wheeled After 30 minutes we came across from 10 yards/ fresh tracks.

ling along in a direction where

slender stem and on the edges of the cloud were many colors of the rainbow dusk the

cussed the formation.

It was only a minute later but it seemed much longer than that when there came a terrific rumble through the loud speaker,

The sound of the “bang” was just passing Parry Island. A few seconds later we got the full shock of the sound on Eniwetok. It was like a great thunder clap. In that great ball of fire was more energy than has ever been assembled in one place by man since the beginning of the world. For many minutes we stood there on the beach. That cloud would go around the world several times before it dissipated. In it were many of the secrets of this thermonuclear experiment. In the multitudinous highly sensitive instruments placed on the surrounding islands were many other secrets. Within two hours the “hot”

planes participating in the ex-

periment had returned to the airstrip and their recordings

WE CROSSED the river before dawn the morning of Oct. 25th.

We had followed |the tracks six miles when sud{denly we heard, off to the left, [some elephants feeding on trees. |elephants we were trailing but we swung over to have a look, We spotted two bull elephants feed-

they would cut our previous trail. “One of the bulls had pretty good ivory so Jenvy and I moved up to get a shot, We were just getting into position on one when the other happened to step across our trail and smelled our scent. He immediately let out a scream and both elephants bolted. " Now we were discouraged, thirsty and hungry, so we sat down and ate lunch, While eating, we heard elephants squealing a mile away. Jenvy and I headed for them to look them over. The main body of the herd were’ cows and calves, but we found two bulls off to one side. We were again in heavy scrub thorns; it was difficult to see the bulls. » » »

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