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Inside Indianapolis i By Ed Sovola $ WOULD .you believe it possible to give a pair-
of: size 15% EEE shoes away on the Circle in dfe minute to someone who has the feet for them?
A great deal of work went into a stunt that ended almost. as soon as it started. Goodwill Influstries had this jumbo. pair of ‘shoes for two years and all they were getting was dust. The” original cost was. $35. The Goodwill price was $10. The other day, Ray Davis, who works in the place as if he owned every. brick, wondered if something couldn't be done to move the shoes. < “It will be a big job, Ray” I said;«'since my
crane happens to be in for repairs rightsmow, ‘byt t
let me give it a whirl.” I've always thought it would be fun to operate a shoe store and this seemed like a good time to start. The stock was on hand, the location for an open-air store in front of the Canary Cottage was available and the only problem was furniture, * be ob CARL J. HASS, manager of the Florsheim Shoe Shop, didn’t care too much for the competition, but since I only had one pair of shoes to give away, he said he would loan me a chair, fitting stool, measuring stick, ashtray, shoe horn and wrapping paper. “I'll help a young man get started in business anytime on this basis,” he said. Albert Robins, Florsheim messenger, helped with the moving of the furniture, I had to move
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claimed by "Mr. Cinderella" "Mr. Inside" wiped
the free offer was made. that smile off in a hurry.
It Happened Last Night
By Earl Wilson
NEW YORK, Mar. 22—Rarhara Stanwyck and Nancy Sinatra had been having such a gay time here enjoying their roles as grass widows that this reporter went up to interview them. For it seemed they'd come to New York for a couple of weeks, and were about the most popular gals in town. Rarbara herself opened the door of the hotel suite. She gave me a hig laughing hello, and said “You know Nancy, don’t you?” Know Nancy! About nine years. But never mind the reminiscences. Nancy was preparing a teatime snack. “How about some sandwiches and coffee?” Nancy asked. “Sure,” said your free-loading correspondent. As she prepared the food, Barbara stood in the big window of their suite that looked out on Central Park. The snow came floating down in a picture of unusual beauty. “I've been out walking. I wish I were still out there,” Barbara said. “I love the snow.” > 4
THEN IT OCCURRED to me that the phones had been ringing since I'd been there. A snooper since hirth, it also occurred to me that the calls all seemed to be from gentlemen. Finally the phones were silent. “Do you want to sit at the table?” Nancy said. Might as well, I figured. Might get more that way. After a couple of minutes, we began talking about their lives as divorcees. “How did you gals happen to get together?” I asked. “In our misery,” Barbara answered. But she laughed as she said it and busily poured some tea. “She almost had her diploma when I got my start,” Barbara added. “Her diploma?” I said. “You know, it takes a vear in California be- . the diploma,” Barbara said. “But vou were one up on me,” Nancy told her, “In divorces.” * Hb
IT WAS ALL SAID as lightly as that by twe of the finest women any of us will ever know. “You know what Mrs, Ray Milland says?” asked Barbara, laughing again. “She says we're the blind leading the hlind.” “Do you expect to get married again?” the
Americana By Robert C. Ruark
NEW YORK, Mar. 22—If Miss Helen Hayes makes no other contribution to culture this year, she has at least provided a lead paragraph such as yoy seldom run onto. Herewith lead: “I was sitting in a side-street joint, drinking heer with Helen Hayes the other night, and we were talking about pickling A beets and deciding whether her husband, Charlie MacArthur, could peel a quince to suit her fancy.” -End of lead. It is this kind of stuff that wrecks the interview business, hecause the least you can do when you brace Miss Hayes is to summon forth the wine, preferably in slippers, and talk that high art stuff about the theater and how ig it in Hollywood, now she just went back after an ahsence of ‘17 years, The fact is that I have never heen ahle to bring off a successful interview with Miss Haves, due to being blinded by boyish infatuation, and alwave wind up writing little mash notes to be delivered when her old man ain't laoking. Alsn, she distracts you. I distinctly remember asking her some technical question ahout “Mrs. McThing." her current Broadway business, and winding up by promising to take her young son Jamie lion shooting before next Christmas.
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WHAT I GET out of an interview with Helen Haves is that she is prettier at 51 than she was when T first started to he j2alous of her hushand, hack some 20 vears ago, when she made a movie called “Farewell to Arms.” 1 hated Gary Cooper, tos. because he was the man who made her cry in the picture. But she has just finished this new film, called “My Son John," and when she makes a picture after 17 years that is a major event on my cala So all T find out about the picture is that
Rody ever gave her a script to work from and
that she hooked a mighty fine rug while she was waiting for the mills of Hollywood to grind exceeding small. It is quite possible that Miss Helen waa going to say something about how Hollywood techniques have changed since she was a girl, but we got into the beet-pickling business and got lost. Miss Hayes is a compulsive pickler of beets, guinces, and other innocent fruits which inhabit her country home. She only acts, I gather, to make enough money to keep the kite hen cluttered with Mason jars. > oP ONE OF THE nicest things about Miss }Hayes {a she hates work. Acting work, I mean. She was 18 months hetween stage parts recently, and was never happier In her life. And 17 years between pictures is a fair smart time. She is one of the few dames I know—grande or other-
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He Hates Jimmy —Feet’s Too Big
the shoes from Goodwill and a large sign by myself. Little did I know disaster was going to strike the Businesy Yesture. Boy, am I ripe for politics, The furniture ‘was placed, the merchandise went on display and the doors were ..., no doors
to open, Albert and I were ready to do business.’ n
How we laughed. He estimated it might take a. week to find “Mr. Cinderella” who could slip his footsies inte the shoes and claim them for his own, r % “Low overhead, Albert, we can stay in business for a month if necessary.” About that time the young man who was going to end all the foolishness was nudging his way through the rapidly forming crowd. The big “Free” on the front of the cottage was an eyecatcher, y “That's my size,” said the young man in the jacket. My eyes fell to his feet and popped right back up. “Name?” 1 asked, stalling for time, trying to smooth out the ruffled feathers on my neck. He had substantial support, there was no question about it. “Jimmy Prestel,. 622 Sanders St., Sacred Heart.”
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JIMMY. placed his right foot on the fitting stool and waited patiently while I went through every pocket for the shoe horn, You can see how much he caught us off-guard. The size marking in his shoe was too worn to read. We would have to try the merchandise on his feet. The crowd that had gathered would have heen welcome in any shoe store in town: If the shoes didn't fit, Albert and I were in for a lot of fun. If they did, we were in the hauling business again. And so soon, “Didn't they feel a little snug®' I asked, The shoes didn't exactly slip on Jimmy's feet. “They're snug in the toes but that's the way I like them. A day qr two on my feet and they'll be. fine,” said Jimmy, There was nothing else to do but wrap the shoes up and hand them over. He joined his mother who was holding another large package. Mrs. Albert Prestel said she had just purchased Jimmy a pair of new shoes. They were on their way home, “Very nice of you to give Jimmy a pair of shoes in such excellent condition free,” laughed Mrs. Prestel. “It isn't easy to fit him.” “You're welcome, ma'am.” 1 could have disagreed with her about fitting Jimmy. The small businessman doesn’t have a chance. No profit, no loss, no store, no shoes, no business. Out to lunch.
Film Grass Widows Get Together In N. YX.
“horrid reporter asked, addressing the question to
Miss Stanwyck. “They asked me when I got my divorce from Bob,” she replied. “And I said, ‘Thank you, no. We've had enough.’ "” o> oS NANCY was handing the reporter many, too many, little ham sandwiches , . . and he was eating them. “I've learned never to say never,” Nancy said, “but as a matter of fact, I'll have to get married. My son Frankie keeps saying I must. “Every time a man comes to the house—he says, ‘Will you marry my Mommy?’ 1 finally stopped him.” “I must tell you,” interjected Barbara, “what Frankie said to me. “One night Frankie said to me, Hey, Barb.’ “I said, ‘Yes, Frankie.’ ‘“He said, ‘Were you ever married?’ ” Barbara told him she had been, he asked to whom, and she said to Robert Taylor. “Then Frankie said to me, ‘Where is he? “TI gues hesitated, for then he said, ‘Oh, you got rooked] too!”
oe oo 0) THE TWO GALS, on their arrival in town, were greeted with about §5 worth of telegrams from Ward Bond and Wendell Corey. The wire saluted them as being the nation’s grassiest grass widows. It also hegged and implored permission to serve them and escort them. But it- seemed there was quite a lot of competition and so they were here with these two one night, another two one night. Even as we talked about it, the dratted phone rang again and there was another guy on the wire, Nancy took it. As she dived for it, she said. “T don't ,believe Barbara when she =ays she'll never he married again.” “All T ean say,” responded Barbara, “is that marriage is a wonderful institution. And coming from one whose face has been slapped twice hy it, that's quite a compliment.” “ Gb WISH I'D SAID THAT: Bob Haymeza' description of a hangover: “The moaning after the night before.” So Hh 6 TODAY'S CORN: Harvey Stone told a fat girl she'd have to gn out of her weigh to get a husband. . . . That's Earl, brother,
Over Beer Mugs With Helen Hayes
wise—who sincérely believes that a woman looks good in an apron. te She is also one of the few people I ever met who can make growing flowers interesting. Miss Helen was looking at one of her own prize hlooms recently, with something akin to smugness. “This is a damned fine rose,” said the first lady. “And no so-and-so critic is going to tell me it isn't.” 1 expect hanging around with that MacArthur for the last 20-odd years has lent a wee sma’ touch of coarseness to her dialog.
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ANOTHER REASON I revere Miss Haves is that she and her old man once got thrown out of a movie theater for making an undue amount
of noise during a film called the “Sin of Madelon *
(“laudet,” years and vears ago. €harlie wrote, and Helen was acting in it, and they won all sorts of prizes for it, but they still got tossed out of the show house for disturbing the other patrons, This cured them of watching their own work,
There is nothing coherent 1 can tell you about Mrs. Helen Hayes MacArthur except that soon we are hoth going to retire and pickle artichokes together. And, after I stalked home late, mama asked me that querul®is nocturnal question in the wifely voice: “Where you heen, Buster?" “I have been drinking beer with Miss Helen Hayes, dear,” said I. And that stopped her. It is one of the few successful alibis I ever fetched home in the morning.
Dishing the Dirt By Marguerite Smith
Q.—Please give complete care of amarvllis. 1 have had one for three years and it has never had a bloom, It was repotted once during that time. Mrs. R. E. Wasson, 3151 8. Lockburn. A.—Your plant should by this time of year have some leaves whether it bloomed or not. This is the crucial time for it if you want flowers next winter. So keep it in a Sunny window. Anu feed it. Aim at growing just as many leaves as possible. For they're the factories that manufacture and store away next season's flower. Be sure the bulb has good drainage. They don’t like moisture around the roots. So perch it half way out of the soil in a pot just barely big enough to hold it. In summer put. it outdoors in the sun, Water it if rain doesn’t dn it. Feed it regularly with a liquid fertilizer or manure water. Bring it indoors hefore frost. Store it away in a dark dry but not too cool place (5055 degrees), Leaves will dry up now as you-stop watering it.This sends the bulb into its needed rest period, About January keep. a.close eye on it. When a growth hud appears bring it to warmth and light. Give it water again and liquid fertilizer. If you use hone meal in the potting mixture you do not need to give it such frequent doses of liquid fertilizer,
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Indi anapolis Times
SUNDAY, MARCH 23, 1952 -
YOUNGSTERS WITH COURAGE—
They Fight To See In Our Schools
BOOKS HELP— saving class uses an oversize dictionary to look up At his elbow is a standard-size
sight ID spelling words. dictionary.
By DAVE WATSON COURAGE isn't a thing always accompanied by fanfare and danger. In the Indianapolis ‘Pub-
lic Schools it can be found in quiet classrooms, displayed by youngsters many of whom are only 6 years old. One such room can be found on the near-West Side at School 5, where 18 children with faulty vision go quietly about the task of winning an education equal to that of others who have no handicap. The school system calls the class program ‘sight saving.” In the rooms equipped with
special lights and decorations.
of soft, pastel colors, the youngsters pursue their studies. In earlier days, {hey might have been left to fall by the wayside.
» ~ ” BUT WITH today's supervision by trained teachers they are given an equal chance. Last year one pupil from the sight saving classes was graduated from high school with .a place high on the honor roll. Miss Jeanette Riker, supervisor of the special education department, which operates sight saving classes, said about 80 of the 62,000 Indianapolis public school children are enrolled. It has been estimated by educators one in every 500 to 1000 pupils in the nation needs help because of faulty sight.
By LLOYD B. WALTON Times Staff Writer
FRANKFORT, Mar. 23 —Does anyone want to go into the telephone business? Mr. and Mrs. Lloyd Williams are willing to sell the entire Cyclone Telephone Company for $1500 to the first interested party. After operating the company for nearly 16 years, Mr. Williams has decided to ‘‘throw in the towel.” He notified the Indfana Public Service Commission shortly after the first of the year of his intention to cease operations, Then Mrs. Williams, who has operated the switchboard for the past nine years informed their 116 subscribers the company would not be in operation after Apr. 1. So, unless someone decides to buy the company and equipment Cyclone . will become an isolated community in another week, ” » n CYCLONE, a sprawling vil lage with a population of ahout
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25, is A'; miles southeast of Frankfort and ahonut one mile north of Ind. 38 Formerly named Needmore, it was ‘rechristened =everal years ago when a cyclone leveled. all the town's buildings, There are no road signs marking the town limits, PBRut passers-by will =ee the name “Cyclone proudly emblazoned on the front of the Cyclone Grain Co. elevator: and ahove the door of the Community Church Mrs. Williams, called Mvrtle by her friends and subscribers, operates the telephone switchhoard in her spacious .living room seven days a week when she can't get someone to help her. “I'm not getting anv youngr.”" the jolly woman said. “And it's more than I can manage tn work the hnard all day, keep house and have supper ready for Lloyd and Ronnie.” Ronnie is the Williams’ 13-vear-old son who iz in the Tth grade at Jackson Schonl, The company has 85 miles of telephone lines and abhout 105 magneto-type- wall phones, Somme of their customers prefer the more modern dekk phones which they purchase themselves, fy x 5 MR. WILLIAMS ddes all his own . line repair work: and handles the upkeep of the tele-
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Among the cases in schools here is one youngster who was struck by lightning when 1R8months old. The shock caused cataracts to develop. Operations were only part successful, and her vision is weak. She was started late in school, but in the special classes is making rapid strides, Her instructor said she would he an “A-plus” pupil. with normal vision, Even so she is a room officer and active in the Camp Fire Girls. ” » » ANOTHER pupil was once transferred from sight saving to the school for the blind, but since has returned to his sight saving classes. He was never totally blind, and learned his braille by sight rather than feel. This presented a problem when he was returned to sight saving classes. He had to learn normal writing again,
When enrolled in sight saving classes the pupils attend regular instruction perfods with other pupils. But they receive help with the actual studying when they return to their roll rooms.
At School 5 the sight saving room is the only one equipped with flourescent lights, donated by the Lions Club. A huge dictionary in large type makes word research easfer. Wall maps are without minute detail and are colored
MAN AND WIFE UTILITY TEAM—
Who Will Save Cyclone’ s Telephones?
NUMBER, PLEASE—Myrtle Williams won't be operating this board much longer.
phones, This is done in addition to working the day shift at the Ingram-Richardson Enamel Co. in Frankfort, The Cyclone awitchhoard is open from 5 a. m. to 9 p. m. Monday through Saturday. And on Sunday it operates from 8 tn 9 am and from 2 to 6 p.m There is an emergency hell on the hoard which will ring during the off hours and there is al ways someone in the house to handle emergency calls, Mr. Williams opens the hpard at 5 a. m. while his wife is fixing breakfast. Then when he
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without glare. Bpecially designed magnifying glasses are used to “blow up” an entire line of type in regular texts, making reading less tedious. Much of the class instruction is vocal, with the teacher's voice often recorded. The lessons are played back to groups of children who wear earphones. One machine for this purpose was donated by Delta Gamma Sorority. By using earphones the group which may be listening to a recorded spelling lesson leaves the remainder of the class free to study something else.
THE class taught by Miss Margaret Champlin at School 5 is composed of 18 pupils, ranging in age from 6 tn 15 years. They remain in the same class
works until the hoard closes.
“I haven't been away from home on a Saturday for about two years,” Mrs. Williams said. “And I've had only one Sunday off in those two years.”
“THE ONLY time we can ever go anyplace is in the evenings during the week,” she said. “And Lloyd always wants to stay at home then and watch the television.” The switchboard is convenjently located near a large window in the Williams’ home. Anything that happens in town
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phone can be seen by Mrs. Willlams from this vantage point.
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until reaching high school age, and are then enrolled in a similar class at Technical High School. Many of the elementary grade sight saving pupils go to high. school with one advantage over others. They already know how to. type, To relieve eye-strain caused by the close work of writing, many pupils start using the typewriter in the fourth grade. Some do all their work on the machine which is equipped with over-size letters. Those who do not type use special pencils on dull, wide spaced paper for ease, Each child gets an individual assignment to reduce black. board work and the resulting glare. Fach works at modern, portable desks which can be
dreary hours when the board isn't very busy. “It would be a perfect job for someone who did quilting or knitting,” Mrs. Williams said. Her years of listening to the people on the phone have given Mrs. Williams an extremely keen sense of hearing. “Why 1 can almost tell whose phone {t ig when they lift the receiver off the hook,” she said.
HER KNOWLEDGE of her subscribers’ voices comes in handy ever once in a while. People calling the switchboard in emergencies sometimes are 80 excited they don’t think to give their names: But Mrs. Williams hasn't yet failed to know who it was or where the person lived.
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THAT ALL these aids can change the scholastic status | of a child with faulty vision : was pointed out at School 5, * One child retarded in regular’ class work because of eye trouble completed all work from the beginning year to the fourth grade in a year and a half after enrollment in the; sight saving class. The first sight saving class : was organized here in 1028 at » School 45. Proven successful the second in the city was established in 1939 at No. 5, § where Miss Helen Hodde by principal. The count has now grown to five. Others are at Schools 58 { and 26, with more in the jlan- = ning stage.
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Just recently one woman’ called and frantically said,? “My God, Myrtle, get me a doctor and an ambulance — my’ husband's sick.” Then she hung= up without saying anything: more, > “You gotta know who their * neighbors are, too,” Mrs, Wile = liams said. “’Cause when they = call and say their house is on: fire you have to call the neigh- . hors and get a bucket brigade - started.” The Williamses have hoped = that the farmers who are their * subscribers now would band toe © gether and buy the company ont a co-operative basis. “We hate to see it bought by t someone who wouldn't Tun ff on the same neighbor we have,” said Mrs.
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