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FRAYED SHIRT collars, mi ' : 3 » missing b ana tears have ceased to be a Probie In Hite,
Joy, joy, joy.
schools. W ault Sewing oh 8. omen with an for saving a few bucks by sewing are flocking to the little red schoolhouse for instruction.
+ Heard about the wonderful work being done at School 70, 46th and Central, from Mrs, Paul Holtselaw, who is running the classes. That gave me an idea: : :
My bureau drawers and closet ar % ¢ packed with things that need repair. A busy a WAR doesn't have time to sew a button on a shirt when * nes off just as he is going out for the eve“What happens to the shirt? Ww ? ell, it han on the back of a chair or goes to the bottom hes drawer or gets pushed deep in the closet. ¢ »
& . 1 ASKED Mrs, Holtsclaw if the ladies in her class were congenial and hel ful. Sh Ware apa, Good enough, Pp . sald Whey es y morning I hauled out a few shirts which needed buttons, collars turned and one sport shirt with a tear near the top button. A pair of trousers, ideal for fishing and hiking, needed a couple of patches in the vicinity of the hip pockets, - A hunting coat lacked a button at the throat: For two years now I've been tying fishing cord around my neck on cold days. The ladies surely would oblige. : A few pairs of socks were tossed into the
FROM RAGS TO-—Members of an adult
sewing class (left to right), Mrs. R. D. Adams, Mrs. N. F. Schafer and Mary 6. Ferrell inspect a surprise load of mending.
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NEW YORK, Sept. 21—-Humphrey Bogart today denied the ugly rumor that he has reformed. . The malicious falsehood evidently started when Bogie and Bacall took son, Stephen Humphrey Bogart, 2%, to lunch at “21” t6 meet “the mob.” a “He's only been here once before—unlike his father,” said Bogle, who loves #21” (and its furniture) so much that he has all his figh somewhere else, 3 People seeing Bogie looking domestic circulated the nasty
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tough guy can't have such stories get around. Further, he wishes it understood here and now he's a bad influence. + Ha been barred from El Morocco and the Stork, he’s taught Steve to say “No” when he asks him “Do you like John Perona?” and “Do you like Sherman Billingsley?” Steve loused him up a couple of time by saying “Yes"—to the merriment of his audience. ‘ * % FOR ALL THIS TALK, it appears that he and Baby (who bosses him czaristically) may one
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wood's happiest couples.” Baby's method is rough-sounding kidding which he enjoys. At the Copa when Comedian Joe BE. Lewis acknowledged their presence, Baby told Bogie, “Oh, don't take so many bows. You're not in the floor show!” Telling of their “African Queen” movie trip, Bogie sald they were “barred from Cairo”— meaning that they didn’t have a visa, “We weren't barred,” Baby corrected. “Don’t let this being barred from El Morocco go to your heatl, Daddy.” A “Baby,” said Bogart, “was wonderful on our trip. She worked just as hard as anybody—and always in shorts and bra. Looking as neat as though she were in Palm Springs.” “Il was magnificent,” granted Baby. I'd trapped Bogie on this once before and I said, “Listen, Bogie, you had an anniversary May 21. How long've you been married?”
Aamericana By Robert C. Ruark
NEW YORK, Sept 21—The Defense Department has taken over from the Red Cross the public relations job of collecting enough human blood to keep a sizable resérve of plasma in its banks, against both military! setback in Korea and disaster here at home. The present supply is dangerously low—the prospects for increasing it have not heavily improved. In the past week much high ym armor, including ex-Defense 7 Secretary George Marshall, has 7 pleaded for blood donors. It § seems to me the thing is al- §5 most past ‘appeal, and should §7 be regimented somewhat, along J with nearly everything else we
* 7 'f SUBMIT for criticism the idea that if a man ean be called on to shed his blood far afield, with sometimes fatal effect, there is no real reason he can’t be forced to shed it at home for the
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clothes bag for good measure. If the plan worked, Mrs, Holtsclaw's pupils could get all the practice they wanted. xo vE oy : & Ch SB THE RECEPTION was warm enough until I dumped the rags on a desk. Mrs. Holtsclaw quickly explained her class wasn't studying mending. She was teaching the art of sewing new things. Her pupils were making dresses, skirts, blouses and children’s clothes, -In the most moving, hammy style that was possible, I explained my plight.: (If my mother
ever hears of this she'll twist my ears off. She’
wants me to send all repair work home. That's a lot of trouble so I just keep writing her nothing ever needs her attention.) The ladies in the class rose to the occasion. Mrs. R. D. Adams, 3944 N. Delaware St. grabbed the trousers and the material I brought for the patches. Mrs. N. F. Schafer, 39047 N. Delaware St., took the shirts with the frayed collars, Mrs. Mary G. Ferrell, 1101 E, 57th St., took on the loose and missing button job. No more fishing cord around the ol’ neck this winter when I'm hunting: ® BD BH MRS. EMIL SCHERNEKAU, 5138 Broadway, went after the rips and parting seams in the broadcloth that I brought. Needles flashed, the sewing machine hummed and scissors clicked... Doing things for men must give women a great deal of pleasure. Bless them anyway. Doggone, give the opposite sex that helpless, shy, completely dependent boyish eye and work gets done. One of the ladies laughed pleasantly and said, “1 just happened to think that my husband said this morning he had a loose button on his shirt.” A lively lady engaged in making a ‘corduroy skirt looked up from her work and made this comment: “If you girls show him the easy way of having his clothes mended he'll never get married.” i > + THERE WERE a few ripples of laughter around the room. An idea like that could be dangerous. Can I help it that marital bustups we read about almost every day make me cautious? Look what happened to Aly Khan and Nicky Hilton. : Before you could thread a sewing machine néedie by candle light the ladies had the work finished and ready for inspection and asking Personally, I'm in favor of adult sewing classes in our school system. It's a great step forward. They can expect my unstinting support from this day on. 2
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“Seven—no—six years. No, seven,” he stamSever
“Six years,” announced Baby. “It was my 27th birthday yesterday and he deigned to wish me a happy birthday at 4 in the afternoon after 20 people had mentioned it.” “To me,” said Bogie, “I can't think of you as more than 21. And the time has gone so quickly it seems like we've only been married two months, Hows that tor getting out of it?
THE MIDNIGHT EARL . . . What's this? Franchot Tone introduced Barbara Payton as “my wife” here weks ago. Some secret ceremony? ‘Barbara is now fighting his friends’ bitter, opposition to their marriage. » Oops! Guy on Faye Rmerson's Pepsi-Cola show made a boo-boo and plugged-Coca-Cola . . NY Timesman Meyer s embarrassed about his Life article which said the Times isn't slickly A publisher's note gays Life inserted 4 s knowl
her mother, who's fared dying? GOOD RUMOR MAN: 1s Marlené Dietrich too “mature” for Joe DiMaggio? Marlene’s made clear she doesn’t think so . . . Joe was at El
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EARL'S PEARLS . . . Sometimes when a woman changes her mind, says Chaz Chase at the Latin Quarter, it doesn’t work any better than the old one. e & & WISH I'D SAID THAT: “Hopalong Cassidy's old pictures prove he's the early Boyd that got the worm,”—Valeda Snow. e © @ B'WAY BULLETINS: Singin’ oil man Phil Regan rented the Colgate mansion at Lloyd's Neck, L. L . , . Cleveland Pitcher Bob Lemon defending his windup with the bases full when Rizzuto squeezed the winning run in; saying at that time a windup doesn’t matter . . . A disc jockey was cut off the air when he got too vivid about Dagmar’s talents . . . Vincente Minelli directs the Fred Astaire-Nanette -Fabray musical in which Nan makes her Hollywood splash . . . Moitle the Toitle of Brooklyn says she had eight proposals after her pop cleaned his shotgun on the front aorch.
Toots Shor noted Swifty Morgan eating steak in his restaurant and slapped him on the back saying, “That's pretty good steak, ya creep.” . .. “It ought to be,” agreed Swifty, “I bet on it.” . ,. That's Earl, brother.
Why Not Regiment Blood Donors Too?
voir of the deferredfllo report at stated intervals to yield up a pint of the old necessary, in order to build up the reservoirs of whole blood .and plasma to a peak of safety? During the war they literally used blackmail blood from serviceman and civilian alike, to the point of accosting people who were entering movies and more or less shak-
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* : IT NEEDS little extra machinery to build a standing army of blood donors. An origihal physical, when a man is examined to decide his candidacy of Army service, would also determine his fitness to lend his blood occasionally or to report for bloodletting in moments of emergency. The draft board and military apparatus are already there, and so are the Red Cross centers for collection of the stuff, Qualifications for contribution would be as simple can be: Any man called for service, who is t 1-A, and who is shown by test to have suitable: blood, would automatically go on a master list. In time of stress he is merely ordered to report to his nearest bldod-collection unit, Otherwise, he comes at started intervals to give ‘his pint, within the doctor's discretion of whether he is able. .
of Li I CANNOT believe this to be a severe strain civil liberty, if tired, old reserves have been moned to offer blood unpleasantly
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FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 21, 1951
Veteran Pilot ‘Thinks Som
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BETTER THAN TRUCKS—Helicoptors.
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CAMP. ATTERBURY, Sept. 21.—Helicopters some day may take the place of trucks at the battlefront, a veteran pilot who tested the Army’s first rotary-powered
aircraft. believes. Capt. John J. Martin, a member of the VI Corps Air Section here, sald helicopters soon may transport whole. battalions of infantrymen from rear areas to the front lines in a fraction of the time it would take trucks to do the same job. “And they take them places that would be unreachable by big trucks,” he said. Martin (he’s not related to Smilin’ Jack Martin of the comics) has been a helicopter enthusiast ever since his first flight in one of the awkwardlooking ships four years ago. * “They definitely are the coming thing,” he said. “The helicopter’s biggest asset is its versatility. It can get in and out of places that can’t be reached by trucks or fixed wing planes. “And they are playing a key role in morale in Xorea, too,” “he said. . ”
oo. “SOLDIERS know that if they are wounded they can be evacuated from the most moun-
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Leave it to the Marines. Yesterday they made Capt. Martin’s prediction come true a day before his story was to appear in The Times. In an all-heli-Soptet operation they moved: Leathernecks
will be small stuff compared to
‘what will happen in the future.
tainous areas by helicopter. “This also a for airmen who are forced bail out behind enemy lines. Many of them have been rescued by helicopters.” x Capt. Martin is a member of the small corps of airmen who are Army aviators and fly for the Army’s ground forces; » » »
DURING World War II Martin flew 183 missions in Europe as an artillery observation pilot. He was shot down once by German antiaircraft fire but
Y ELLOWKNIFE, Northwest Territories, Canada, Sept. 21—A 38-year-old Scotsman, who came to this community before it was a town, is the editor of the most
portant man in Territorial affairs. His name is John Murray McMeekan but everyone calls him Jock. In addition to being editor of the Yellowknife Blade, Jock also is a prospector and it is not unusual for him to bat out his editorials while he : is far out in the bush hunting for gold outcroppings. The Yellowknife Blade does not boast of a printing plant
or a huge staff. The sole equipment is one typewriter, slightly battered, and a mimeographing machine, some stencils and some legal size paper. But folks ‘here look to the little paper, which sells for 10 cents a copy to some 600 folks each ‘week, to keep the powers that be in Parliament in Ottawa on the right track. Largely because Jock McMeekan's pen
unusual newspaper I've ever heard about and a very im-
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packs a potent punch it is now likely that the territory will soon have representation In Parliament. And Jock himself is a candidate for that post. In fact he plans to curtail prospecting activities Iong enough to make a few campaign speeches. } » ” - 3 TO MINE OFFICIALS, businessmen and citizens in general Jock is regarded as Mr. Yellowknife. Many say that were it not for the Scotsman Yellowknife would still be a jumping off place. As it now stands it is a city of 2300, divided info the old town and the new town, has a 40-bed hospital, a modern school, fine air field, river boat connections and four gold mines. Back in 1935 Jock was work: ing on a newspaper in Quebec when he was offered a chance to. join a group of surveyors coming to what is now Yellowknife. Then it was just an Indian village occupied by Yellowknife Indians. First work on the mines started in 1935. In
By SGT. BILLIE G. BEACH, USAF Writien for Air Force Magazine
(OKINAWA, Sept. 21—I'm just a farm boy from East Tennessee. Before I got into this war business, the fastest thing I ever shot at was a squirrel scampering up a hickory tree in the Blue Ridge Mountains. Of course,
a squirrel can’t shoot back, but outside of that it's a lot like hunting for MIGs. They're both greased lightning and you've got to be fast to get them. If you miss on the first shot you generally don't get a second chance. You only have a split second to spot your target, draw your bead and fire. But you've got to be cool and deliberate. I .never saw a jumpy, excited guy drop a squirrel. And I don't think I'm off base when I say that goes for jet airplanes, too. ‘ .Those first months of the war were just so much flying time for us gunners. We sat and watched-—maybe ate an apple or read a book or a comic
the bombar-
magazine—while diers and Pilots did all the work. allie . » 5 .WE CAME into our own early in their jets. At first
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I decided IT wanted to knock down one of those MIGs. We used to have a lot of argu ments about whether a gunner with a 50 caliber machine gun on a propeller-driven bomber could bag a jet fighter flying at maybe twice the speed. I said it could be done and I promised myself I'd prove it. I didn't realize at the time, though, hdw near carrying out that pledge would take me and the crew to our deaths, ” ” . IT HAPPENED on my 18th mission (I now have 26)—my third flight out as the regular right gunner on the B-29, “No Sweat.” : | The briefing officer told us it would be one of the most danserous missions of the war, Our ts were those bridges Chines: ne supplies.
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was able to% maneuver his bullet-riddled. plane back to U. 8. lines where he crashlanded. : He was credited with helping destroy a German troop train that was } g troops to within a mile of the front lines. “No one would believe me when I told them a train was moving into Metz, Germany,” he said. “It took me a long time to convince them that a train actually was within a mile of the front lines.
When he did, a Corps concentration of artillery destroyed the train when it arrived in the Metz depot, thus preventing more than 1000 fresh Nazi troops from reaching the front,
1037 Yellowknife was officially settled, . » ” AND IN 1989 THE townsite was laid out. About that time the first school was built and Mrs, McMeekan, now garden editor and columnist on the Blade, was the first school teacher.
didn't suit Jock. The Crown was naming administrators who were not too good for the growing town and Jock decided to start a newspaper. And
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Sgt. Billie &, Beach
got the alert that we were approaching the target area. Everybody got ready for the bomb run. We were less than five minutes away from the
bridges.
“. » ” THEN the tail gunner shouted ato the interphone: “MIGs, about 30 of 'em, coming in at 8 o'clock.” /
. Shore of Yellowknife Bay. Jock As the town grew things
' saw anyone bail out.
saw he was out of control.
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he is too far out in the bush prospecting, Jock gets his paper out each week. Jock carries a fair sprinkling of ads which are hand drawn. He gets $2 a column inch or $50 a page. the McMeekans needed. It pro- | Tok re at for prospecting. He has made several fair strikes but nothing staring. town, the Nor
But like all prospectors knows he'll hit it right some day. . 2» ® STARTING THIS NEWS. PAPER did not offer too many problems. His sdle investment is about $600 for typewriter and duplicating machine, Jock isn't loved by everyone
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respect of all and I'm not so sure but that some of the big wigs in the mings fear the husky Scot and his biting burr. . How does he get out his paper? ‘Well, first off, his office is In the little . home the McMeekans have built or the
hag a phone, For several hours a week he is advertising man and uses the phone to sell ads. For a day or so he scouts. around the hospital, the trad-
ing posts or the saloons for tor.
Bag -MIG’s
baby coming in at 1:30, low.
Presently Jock is 1 abl 5 3 own life story, or at least at :
trip: But before he could leave he had to file papers as candis date for territorial delegate, Because Jock is also a
politician as well as editor and prospec.
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I picked him up 1200 yards away. I chopped into him with short, steady burts. That MIG got out about 400 yards and keeled over on one side. I watched it go into a headlong: dive and crash and explode on the mountain below.
” ” n BOTH THE NUMBER two and four engines were shot up and had to be feathered. The right aileron was shot out, The
counted for. interphone conked out. The :
EDITOR'S NOTE-—Aft 19, Sgt. Billie G. Beach joined the Air Force “to get away from the farm” in Moshelm, Bane - He got away—as far, in fact, as Korea, where he rides in the gun turret of a B-29 of the 19th Bomb Group, stationed on Okinawa. At 21, the two Red MIG jet fighters he has shot down in combat are more than any other aerial gunner has ace
number two gas tank caught fire, Our formation was broken 2» up. Two of the four planes went down In flames. I saw one of them explode into the side of a mountain, Nobody
didn’t come.
space. The third ship had to turn back but it made it to Okinawa okay. : I started firing as soon as I
the bridges.
was scared, plenty scared, rd never jumped before. 3
BUT THE bail-out signal
We went it alone. It seemed we were suspended there in Like a big bird with a broken wing, we limped in over
But we got them-—direct hits, smack on the nose.
got one in range. I prayed. cl I caught my first MIG on the BE pha breakaway. I tracked him and WE LOST aililue. The ¢ kept firing short bursts. He got ‘aif depressuriag owt about 900 yards before I It, got. 50 cold we
THE LAST I SAW of him he was . .spinning lke