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Inside Indianapolis By Ed Sovela

“PHILLIPS looks a lot better today.” Fire Chief Joseph Hancock's comment as we walked out of Assistant Chief Arnold W. Phillips’ room at General Hospital made me lose stride. “What did he look like a week and a half ago when the accident happened?” : “Pretty sad,” the Chief answered, T didn’t like the way Chief Phillips 18oked. A cracked skull, big gash across the forehead and left eye, two changing-to-green black eyes and multiple rib fractures, have a way of changing a man’s appearance, Chief Phillips is the kind of a man who looks

out of place, out of character in a hospital bed. % He's the kind of a guy who visits other people, I

thought, as the hospital elevator, slow as molasses {in January, inched downward. “I feel better,” the assistant chief whispered. His words stuck in my ‘mind. Especially vivid was .'e smile Chief Phillips tried to break loose. He doesn’t’ feel bitter. All he wants right now is. to get back to work,

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YOU FEEL a big gob of anger when you stand there in the room and think about automobile 1tcidents, the way many motorists handle their machines, take needless @&hances, go batting

around the streets and highways. : Chief Phillips didn’t talk much. In the first place, he can’t, Every movement shifts the battered ribs and that hurts. But he's glad, to see his Chief, happy that the long, monotonous hours are interrupted briefly. “Ah, 1 guess it's the trend’ of the world. Fveryone is in a hurry.” That was the extent of Phillips’ remarks about the aecident. He was hurt when his fire car collided with an auto, whose driver was clfarged with failing to give an emergency vehicle the right of way. Of course, you ask why everyone is in a hurry. Some of the examples of idiotic driving you see on the. Circle and elsewhere makes you wonder what the eventual! outcome of motor travel is going to be, Chief Phillips remembers very little about the accident. The last thing he saw was a car coming toward the fire buggy. Then he remembers asking someone to raise his back because he couldn't breathe.

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CHIEF'S AIDE, Lt. William Edward Schmidt, who was driving, recalls only a white flash. I.t. Schmidt was luckier than Phillips. He was released from the hospital the same day the accident happened. Ne one knows when Chief Phillips will be able to leave his bed. He's still coughing up blood and when you see-him cough, the scalp on your head tightens. The lines of pain are transferred to visitors as if traced on carbon paper. If there, was some. way of driving home the pain and torture that often follows an accident to all operators of automobiles, perhaps some héadway could be made in cutting down highway tragedies.

It Happened Last Night

By Earl Wilson

NEW YORK, Feb. 13— Humphrey Bogart came into “21” late the other night to report to Lauren Bacall on the success of his tour of five Brooklyn movie houses. “We arrived in the midst they stopped the picture and put us on,” Bogie told Baby. “But I guess because of television, people are used to that. I was just the commercial.” Bogart was out booming his. movie, “African

Queen.” “How many fans tried to mob you, Daddy?”

asked Mommy. “At every stagedoor,” replied Bogie, “there were

four cops to handle the faps—and one fan.” IRVING HOFFMAN'S

article in Collier's, “It's a ; Smile World,” is SWELL! (So all right, he does men- Mr. Bogart tion me. He says the Danes claim an American tourist, invited to see “Hamlet” at Elsinore, muttered: “You people are sure behind the times. I caught that show in New York five years ago.”

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BILLY ROSE is an unpredictable romeo— ordinary guys have to give him credit. . We've printed the past few days how he'd been emphasizing that his affection for Joyce Mathews was at zero, and that their marriage plans were off. : . But the other night. Jovce and Billy were in a smoochy mood as they rode in chauffeured CadPerssons' Peacock restaurant at Syosset, L. I. Billy, on arrival, was even a little lipstick-covered.

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Americana By Robert C. Ruark

NEW YORK, Feb. 13—In reading of the circumstances surrounding the death of George V1 of Engiand, it {s more than clearly apparent that a real nice, simple gent pushed off just the way he woulc: have ordered it. And I don't mean 80 much tne general satisfaction with Elizabeth's marriage and babies, and his royal house well in order. I was thinking - more ol Bertie Windsor, the hunter. All hunters are pretty much alike.

Serious hunters, that is. And the: late King was a serious shotgunner, like his papa

ahead of him. Even when he was confronted by an operation for cancer of the lung, I notice that George VI delayed the surgery for two weeks in order to make the best of the shooting season. The King died at the end of a day's hunt. during which he shot well. He bagged some nine rabbits, or hares, if you prefer it that way. And he pulled ‘down a pigeon that was flying very high and fast. He had some sharp winter wind in his thin, gray, sick-man’s face, d some brief winter sun on his head.

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HE WOULD have come in pleasantly tired from jouncing around in his land rover, a kind of British Jeep, and feeling the need of a stout shove of scotch-and-splash or a finger or so of gin-and-French, There would have been a pleasant sting to his cheeks, from wind. and fire and the pre-dinner drink. The fire would have been lovely to see and fine on the feet and fingers,

A certain kind of fatigue that is better than any other fatigue, the hunter's weariness, would be creeping over him, “and a fire-exercise-whisky drowse would be pulling at his eyelids. He would he. thinking in terms of a hot bath and a very early bed, and not too much supper ahead of it. Tired hunters, for some reason, are neither greedy men or generally heavy drinkers. The King would have had his boots drawn off, and a pair of sloppy old slippers on his feet, and he would have sat before a simple meal, which probably was no more than some cold fowl or a slice of beef with mustard and a wedge of cheese and a pot or so of strong tea.

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THE FIRE would be blinking pleasantly at him, and he would be blinking ‘back at-the fire, and the state papers he had decided to inspect after supper would keep getting confused with the whistle of birds’ wings and the hop of a big buck hare through the bracken. He would yawn, and yawn again, and his eyes would get scratchjer, and ithe papers would fall from his fingers. The hélp would dress him for bed. lg ° Even with hot-water bottles for his bad’ leg, the sheets would be cold and crispy like sheets always are in the country and it would take some

courage to stretch full-length instead of curling

in a ball, Suddenly. he would be warm, as warm .-'As A bunny in a “ hunter-in any bed.

nest, as warm as. any tired

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Tip From Firemen a" Prive Carefully

CHIEF ARNOLD W, PHILLIPS — "We're just going to keep frying to educate the citizens what a red light and a siren means." ,

But the one ‘who is Killed or maimed is soon forgotten, There is a brief moment of sadness to friends and relatives the victim is buried or suffers alone, We're too busy to learn a lesson. We hesitate to preach safety, we're squeamish to caution a heavy-footed friend, afraid of sounding corny when and where an opportunity arises to slap a reckless ear, too shot with our own driving abilities, Accidents happen to the other guy. & oo oo THE DRIVE BACK to headquarters was in silence. Chief Hancock wasn't in a talkative mood. Fh his office he opened up and said Chief Phillips was doing his second hitch at General. Eleven years ago he spent 31 days after being blown out of a burning building. “We're just going to keep trying to educate the citizens what a red light and a siren means,” said Chief Hancock. He spoke of how precious every minute is when the alarm is turned in. Firemen never know what they're getting into. Often the department is criticized for fast runs. The only ones who don’t object are those who are trapped or are watching their propegiy burn. Several years ago a suggestion was made that firemen go slow to false alarms. Pretty ridiculous suggestion. This suggestion isn't ridiculous: Drive carefully, your friends and mine are on the road. It's a small world, :

Bogie Praws Big’ Crowd on Tour And they "were fervently adoring Tuesday

night at Le Pavillion—when they just missed Milton Berle and girl friend Ruth Cosgrove—

who sat at the table they'd just left. of a picture “and

This is a funny kind of “cooling off.” Broadway geniuses wonder whether Billy means it— or whether it’s a maneuver. We hate to write items like that, folks, but that’s what B'way columning is: “Minding other people’s monkey business.” $e ; IT'S TOLD of Queen Elizabeth, that when she was 10, she “was riding -with-her grandmother, Queen Mary, and a crowd gathered and started to cheer. “They're cheering me because I may one day be Queen of England,” the child said. \ “Or maybe they're cheering me because I was one day Queen of England.” her grandmother replied. oe oo o> DISTRICT ATTY. FRANK HOGAN told sports broadcasters that he’d had doctors, lawyers and ministers up before him on charges but never any sportscasters. ‘‘Statistics therefore very clearly show,” Hogan said, “that sportscasters don't . . , get caught.” : dp STUTTERING Joe Frisco’s one of the Income Tax Dept.'s favorite people. Once when a chum said he couldn't pay his tax, Joe said, “Put it on my tab.” Recently after a telecast, Joe needed money quick so his agent got him his $1000 payment at 9 a.m. the following day — very rare speed. The agent =aid, “Here you are, Joe, with the. withholding taken out.” Joe grumbled,

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“THERE seems to be but one easy way to live a long life.” says Quote. “Just be somebody's rich uncle , .,.” That's Earl, brother. >

As Any Tired Hunter. A King Goes to Rest

Of course, the good King knew he was near death. I imagine he said some prayers, mostly of thanks instead of supplication? He would have smiled a little as he thought of his grandchildren’ and of his big fine daughter then in Africa, where the shooting was fantastic if a. bloke had the time. ’ But then his thoughts would have run briefly back to that pigeon coming, high and with the sun glinting and probably a bit o’breeze lending him another knot or so of speed. And the King would grin inwardly as he remembered just how far, without thinking, he had led the bird, and he would re-savor the satisfaction as the plump pigeon crumpled in midair and came plummeting down. : The King would be ‘a bit smug as he reconstructed the flurry of conversation amongst the gamekeepers: , “Strike me, John, the old” boy's still a sharp 'un when he sets‘'is mind to it. That last blighter was a good thirty yard up and buzzing along like a ruddy rocket.” 4 SOB : THE KING'S grin would twist a little as he remembered the easy one he missed as clean as Hitler missed landing on the island. Already he would begin to lie a little to himself about why he missed it. And then he would think it is pretty sad to be a dying King, but the sadness would be lightened by the prospect of getting up in the morning and watching the dogs work and taking the clean, oiled guns out and going into the gorse again. Already he could hear the cock pheasant cackle-. . . The good King would sleep, to never waken. And he would sleep smilingly into death. The reason I know these things to be true is because I am a hunter, too.

Dishing the Dirt By Marguerite Smith

Q—-We want to get some flower and vegetable seeds started early. Is it too early now? We have a light basement window to grow them in and the basement is. not especially warm. Two

‘Gardeners.

A—Consider two things. before you sow seeds indoors .as early as this. First, visualize. how many separate pots or bands of/ndividual transplants you're going to have. For the seedlings really to grow into husky plants they must be transplanted into separate containers long before you will be able to get them outdoors. Then how much space do you have that’s actually close to a sunny cool window? The transplanted seedlings

Read Marguerite Smith's Garden Column : * in The Sunday.Times.

will take up a lot of room. - If you don’t give them ;

al#enough- light they will grow spindly and weak. in the days when I had more.time and less desk work I always sowed some seeds by middle or late February. But it’s definitely not to be generally recommended unless you kriow the pitfalls you may get into. Unless, of course, you want tp plunge ahead and make a few mistakes to

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NO TIME FOR TEARS . . . No. 3—

* ‘We Learn The Power Of

ANDREWS

WE WENT to the hospital to see Chuck on the after-

noon of the sixth day.

The nurse took us aside in the next partition.

other side Ray's respirator the strain of unending days and nights under tull pressure. “He's getting a little - rest now,” she whispered. "He had a bad night. They changed his ‘trachea tube and it upset him." “How does he look to you?" I asked . She pursed her lips defiantly “The doctors don’t hold much hope for him, frankly. But I don't see why not.”

That ray. of hope set our pulses leaping ; “After all,” she continued

“this is his sixth day and he

EDITOR'S NOTE: Charles H, Andrews is a writer in Ojai, Cal, whose 10-year-old son Chuck was stricken with polio 18 months ago. The doctors gave him one chance in a thousand to live and he did. Here, Mr. Andrews offers a poignant account of his experiences during the child's illness, This is the third of a series of articles from his book, NO TIME FOR TEARS, just published by Doubleday & Co.

hasn't lost any ground since the positive-pressure gadget was broughtAfn. I don't see why we hy keep him going, as long as he doesn't ;have any setbacks.” Her cool gray eyes were serious, determined, through her glasses. She brushed back a wisp of gray hair and laid reassuring hands on our arms. “Now you just go home and keep praying for Chuek. Best not to wake him now.” She

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tion. “Better pray for him too. He's just hanging by a thread.”

# ” n WHEN YOU are not essentially a strictly religious person, a regular churchgoer, it is hard to believe in so-called religious “miracles.” © My own experiences in the world of business and everyday living had made me feel that no religion existed that could cope with the problems of modern living. I thought, defensively, that the Golden Rule was good enough. So it is difficult to explain this. But it happened. After we'd arrived home I kept wishing desperately to be near Chuck, again to whisper words of encouragement and love in the ear that could not understand the “why” of this illness.

On the was wheezing heavily under

aS Something prompted me to get away alone. I excused myself and wentinto the bedroom, The darkness seemed to welcome nye, =This was the time for complete faith, I prayed for several minutes, and then it seemed that I actually felt the presence of God, 1 saw Chuek as clearly as though 1 were, heside him in the ward, and | said to him, “Sonny, you are

going to be all right now.” I threw myself on the bed and shut my eyes tightly,

«losing off everything. It was now or never, I felt, “Well, it's beyond our control now,” 1 said aloud. “Won't you please keep our family intact? Please, please tell me that everything's goto be all right.” I knew the truth words as surely as though. he were home again. I lay there a few minutes, struck with the wonder this thing that had happened. Then.I went into the living room, where Norma and my folks were sitting.

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cussing a phone call with a friend, I said quite simply, "I have just been praying. The worst is over, and our boy is

going to get well.” They accepted the news as calmly as 1 had conveyed it The faith had been given to us. “There was no denying it. : Confidence that Chuck would live seemed to transmit {itself from us to everyone in the ward. We walked in the next morning with the air of two -people who are coming to take the patient home. 1 didn't tell the nurses or doctors of my experience of the night before, although I was bursting. I figured they wouldn't believe me anyway. Chuck was awake. Also he was out of the “hypo” stage and the effects had worn off. He looked very pale and thin, but he recognized us right away. “Hi, boy." we sald casually. ‘His lips moved but no sound came. His eyes moved to Norma and seemed to appreciate her bright scarf and lipstick. The nurses were no glamour girls” I produced a small rubber clown's head that made funny faces when you wiggle your fingers underneath,

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Chuck mustered a faint smile. Norma looked at me. It was a great moment for all of us. 3 2 Then Mrs. Roberts, the physiotherapist, came in. Her large brown eyes, always smfiling, greeted us. She gasped in happy surprise to see Chuck's alert glance. “My goodness, Charlie.”

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THE STORY OF AIJQUEEN . . . No. 5—

‘I Shall Always Work . . .

By CHARLES M. McCANN

United Press Staff Correspondent

LIiLIBET and her husband were all set to sail for Canada. On last Sept. 18, one week before their scheduled departure, it was announced

that King George VI had undergone structural changes in one lung. He underwent operation Sept. 23.

The departure of Princess

Elizabeth, heiress presumptive to the throne of Great Britain, and her husband, Prince Philip, Duke of Edinburgh; was postponed.

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is the last of five dispatches on the new Queen Elizabeth.

the King's long delayed plan to visit Australia and New Zealand had been finally ganceled, and. that Elizabeth and Philip would ~o in his stead. The same day Elizabeth and Philip left by plane for Canada. They arrived on the Canadian Thanksgiving Day and toured what is now Elizabeth's dominion: from coast to coast. Elizabeth reviewed troops, greeted children, piloted a rail: road train, met the Dionne

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quintuplets. She and Philip attended state dinners; they ate sowbelly, spuds and sinkers at ‘a Calgary cowboy-Indian lunch. In Ottawa, they attended a square dance. Elizabeth in a skirt and blouse, Philip in blue jeans and woodsman’s shirt. ” ~ » THEY wem¥ down to Washington to visit President Truman. He called them a “wonderful young couple.” They went back to Canada and sailed home, arriving Nov. 17, On Armjstice Day the King had gone outdoors for the first time since his operation. There was a national. thanksgiving for his recovery Dec. 6. The entire loving, knitted royal family spent Christmas together at Sandringham, the royal country estate in Norfolk.

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ary Christmas speech to his peoples of the British -Commonwealth. But the speech was recorded. Britons were shocked at the change in his voice. It wag husky and strained. There were reports that the King's doctors had advised him to abdicate in ‘his daughter's favor, But at Sandringham the King seemed in excellent health. » ~ » AS HER father’s substitute. Princess Elizabeth took off with Philip for. East Africa, on the way to a royal tour-of Australia and New Zealand. The King went to London to see them off. He Jooked drawn, exhausted, aged far beyond his years.

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Times Foreign Service TEL AVIV, Israel, Feb. 13-« Over the ruins of the ancient city sof Caesaria, which rivaled Jerusalem in importance when

it- was built by King Herod in -

40 B. C., American investment is helping build a modern fish-

“ ing port. for the new state of

Israel. When Caesaria was at its péak, strong gales destroyed it, dnd Herod spent 12 years rebuilding the port. Later it was destroyed by the Turks battling

the Crusaders. All today's rebuilders fourid when they went to work were some 40-ton boul-

"ders, the remains. of an ancient

city of splendor where St. Paul was imprisoned. . + The mew port, where 45 fishing boats will be able to unload simfiitaneously, is the mos am‘bitious ‘of. many projects that are-taking Israel's shores back to the days when fishermen

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FAITH—"1 have just been praying. The ‘worst is over, and our boy is going to get well."

You've been here 20."

“Must keep those limbs moving,". she said, “otherwise the muscles contract In spasms.

That's wit used to cause bad crippling and shrunken limbs . Now we overcome that by get} ting to the patient right away .- and massaging.” We watched through the glass apertures the strong, experienced hands moving over our son's body, and we marveled at the progress made in only a few short years. The nurse came over reluctantly. “Doctor says you can only stay five minutes at a

Tuesday night Elizabeth and Philip watched big game at a waterhole from a jungle treetop bungalow, Elizabeth in brown slacks and a yvllow bush shirt. At 8 a. m. Wednesday they went to their hunting lodge. At Sandringham, King George's valet went to his bedroom at 7:30 a. m., British time, to take him his morning cup of tea. It was 10:15 a. m. in Kenya, The King had died in his sleep. At the moment of his death Elizabeth had become Queen. ” » "

IT TOOK six hours to get the news to Elizabeth, Philip told her. She burst into tears and broke down. But a member of her staff said:

“She took it like a Queen.” The couple started back for London, by car and plane, They arrived at London Airport. The plane landed close to the spot where King George ° had bidden his Lilibet farewell, Elizabeth's children, Prince Charles and Princess ‘Anne, were at Sandringham with her widowed- mother. But Lilibet was now the reigning sovereign. For the rest of her life, her royal duties would .come first, She remained inc London, signing state documents, taking the

oath of accession, hearing her-

self proclaimed Queen, ing: : “I shall always work uphold constitutional ment ‘and to advance the happiness and prosperity of my peoples , , .”

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Half a dozen new fishing villages nave already been started around the Sea of Galilee. Four others-—besides Caesaria. -— on the Mediterranean and on the Red Seca are under construction, 7 The present ‘revival began with a co-operative fishing village on. Lake ~Kineret—once called Lake Gennesaret—which is as stormy today as when Christ stilled its waves, "Another village, Mishmoret,

was launched by eight war veterans without previous fishing

experience. Within five years,

it had 40 concrete buildings and now the government has establishéd ‘a training school for

..other hopeful fishermen,

The fishing revival is a major step in Israel's economy, since more than half the fish consumed is still feported. despite the fact that the pr of fish has almost doubled in the

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time. Mrs, Chuck. “Want to wave good-by Mother and Dad?’ His eyes" told her ®the answer. She reached in and lifted his right —arm. “All right, honey, Wave good-by."” i) Feebly the fingers curled &n straightened as he sent the first nerve impulses to those weakened muscles. His first movement since he'd been in the iron lung.

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NEXT: As Life Returns. (Copyright, 1851. by Charles H. Andrews)

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She arrived at Sandringham at sunset last Friday and went in to see the body of her father, That evening the body was taken to little St.- Mary Magdalene, the parish church. Elizabeth's first state engagement now will be to attend, as the head of the royal house, her father's funeral Friday. She will have little time for . mourning. She will have endless duties,

In the next weeks and “ months, and even years, they will be changing the royal in- ~- itials on untold thousands of ~ official objects and documents from the red mail boxes to the badges on policemen’s helmets: : : “ER"—Elizabeth Regina. Official mail will be “On Her Majesty's Service.” The prayerbooks (as new ones are printed) will call for prayers for “the Queen's’ Majesty,” New coins and postage stamps will bear the. new Queen's profile. Let. terheads, uniforms and liveries

will be altered. Britons will now sing, “in the national anhthem: : “Send her victorious, 5

“Happy and glorious, “Long to reign over us, “God save the Queen.” When the Queen decides, she will set the date for her coronas. tion. In Westminster Abbey, . she will sit in the coronation chair. over the ancient Stone of Scone, and be crowned as Elizabeth II not far from the spot where she was married,

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