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Inside Indianapolis By Ed Sovola

EVERY constructive effort to make Indianapolis a better, more attractive and comfortable place to live in and come to merits a man's attention.

Around the sedate and staid Marott, things have been happening, Still are, Talked to Charles Watson. soft-spoken manager who looks more like a botany professor than the operator of an awakening hotel, and asked what. all he had up his sleeve

When he tore up the lawn on the north side of the hotel and made a parking lot. many persons were shocked. The theater-type marquee and front driveway added to the consternation.

Today efficiency apartments are being torn up and made into transient rooms. The kitchen has been renovated, the old coffee shop is a TV showroom and the arcade in the basement will have business -offices. Tenants already are inspecting their new quarters Two gloomy lounges have heen turned into the Mirror Room and Industry Room for luncheon and business meetings. The useless patio became the Patio de la Posada for outside dining and imbibing. Mr. Watson is a happy and enthusiastic man. Optimistic, too.

CERTAINLY, he has a lot mare up his sleeve, but he wasn't telling all. He's involved in a fiveYear program. Why spill everything at once? “We want to become part of Indianapolis with our facilities,” Mr. Watson explained. ‘A social and civic center of Indianapolis,” he added.

There are 247 units in the Marott. Some apartments have four bedrooms and three baths. They fill a need and will remain as large units. Efficiency and one-bedroom apartments, wherever possible, will be turned into transient rooms. The goal is 150 air-conditioned hotel rooms. Kitchenets are being sealed or made into maids’ closets. The front entrance soon will be ripped out and & modern glass front will be installed. The pres-

It Happened Last Night

By Earl Wilson

SAN FRANCISCO, Aug. 21--Don’t get rough with me, neighbor -I'm just back from Alcatraz. Visited~"The Rock.” Al Capone's old alma mammy, for two%hours. The 300 crime postgradugtes whom I saw there, serving a quarter nf a century to three centuries each, seemed fairly contented . . . not at all riotous . . . unusual for prisoners nowadays. "Twas almost as hard to get into Alcatraz as to get out

But U. S. Atty. Chauncey Tramutolo arranged ft—explaining that the Beautiful Wife couldn't go, as dames are “out.”

I admit being nervous. Because Warden E. B. Swope and his guards were unarmed—while the murders, escapists and psycopaths in the shops had scissors, knives—one guy even had a hatchet. Sure. sure. The lookout guards in the towers had guns. Gas bombs were ready. There was San Francisco Bay to swim , . . the tide to buck + +. SO maybe I'm a coward. “Have any firearms?” a guard asked Ted Friend, Asst. Atty. Elmer Collett and me when we got on the boat. I'd left my sawed-off typewriter at the Fairmont. . We. stepped confidently on the 12sacre island with tan and white buildings—and a steel detector went CLANG-CLANG.

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gave up. s “The prisoners call this ‘Broadway.’ ” the warden said, showing us a broad corridor between two cell blocks—and we sneaked a peek into the 9x5 “four walls.” .

They had calendars with gal models on them. Pictures of wives, girl friends, mothers. Pipe, books, a baseball glove, a guitar ... a carefully arranged vase of flowers. “Wait,” the warden called crisply to some guards. They stood close. We watched some kitchen help having “music hour,” tootling various horns. Two convicts were making recordings , . . to send home. The prisoners weren't surly as we expected. But what a life. In the shops they make $20 to $40 a month (plus room and board, if you like that kind of a room). “They send the money home . .. or put it in bonds ... or maybe get an attorney,” the warden said. There's never a drink—the bakeshops are watched for fear of home brew. After 6:30 supper, they're locked up. Lights out at 9:30. Visitors ere talked to through bullet-proof glass. Letters are censored. There's no radio. And only sports pages.

Americana By Robert C. Ruark

NEW YORK, Aug. 21—The saddest statistic gince they invented dice odds popped up the other day, bearing with it the most blistering commentary on the false prosperity of the 20-year sway of Democratic domination. This was the Labor Department's report that the average city family

spent $400 more than it earned =r; non 4) 1950—6 per cent more than grey == the record family wage of $4300 after personal taxes. This also might be the stinging statistic that will unload the Truman regime when poll time comes up in November, because it is shared by all of us and understood by all of us and griped at by all of us. The most common quote you run onto at all wage levels is this: No matter how much more 1 seem to make it never seems quite enough, and I wind up in the hole. One of the big selling points of the Democrats has been what they call an unmatched prosperity ~—that little old Joe Average, the common man, never had it so good. It is, in actuality, as false a premise as the whole Keynesian philosophy of blind spending to force prosperity without ever actually touching the prime concept of capital, which is work hours saved up.

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WE ARE using cigar coupons for money today, a devalued dollar drained to half its worth, in order to buy accelerated commodities at twice their value. The actual money a man makes never quite catches up to what he must spend in the endless spiral of economic foolishness we have been practicing since the Messrs. Roosevelt and Morgenthau snatched us loose from the gold standard. It is easy to feel rich under the Democratic system of prosperity, because the money looks and feels like it used to look and feel when it was worth something, and there is so much more of it.in active circulation. There is the delusion of never having it so fine and fancy, of never being so flush. But the people of fading years, who saved painstakingly their round, gold, 100-cent dollars, to hive them up for future security, tell you with bitter mouths that what then seemed ample future affluehce won't buy groceriez and pay the rent today.

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THE PEOPLE on pensions and medium-low fixed incomes will not join in the Truman battle cry of prosperity for all. They are patching their pants and giving up movies and watching their cigaret consumption. The small luxuries that make life worth living are nearly out of the grasp of the modest wage sarnher today. You used to be able to buy a car for $600 and some bucks. Now nearly anything on 'vheels is $2000 plus. There was a time when a-medium-poor bloke sould afford an occasional bottle of whisky to keep off chills and fever. The stiggering tax on spirits today makes it impossible for any but a sich man or #n expense-account guy to drink hard stuff. Beer or bootleg is the middleman’

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Things Are Changing At Sedate Marott

ent office and desk will be moved into the lobby. On either side of the entrance will be a shop. The Bluebird Room will feel the crowbar and hammer. A nage for the new cocktail lounge is

being kicked around. An “intimate” dining room -

will adjoin. From his office window, Mr. Watson daily looks south at a large expanse of grass, sidewalks and trees. He's toying with the idea of: putting it to use. Just toying. Every transfusion so far has proved successful. The patient is responding wonderfully, says “Doc” Watson, Rejuvenation is setting in. oe oo oo FAMILIAR SOUNDS: It seems whenever the County Council meets, repairs in the ancient Courthouse reach their height. Yesterday's 1953 preliminary budget meeting was almost drowned out by a workman with an electric drill. About the time Council President Scott Ging announced there would be some cuts made, the noise was deafening. Mr. Ging asked the driller to make himself scarce. Usually the fourth floor ig like a morgue.

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MAYOR ALEX CLARK met with his ward chairmen at the swank LaRue's Supper Club the nther night. .\ . Checking the bar was Attorney Sam Blum. key member of the Bradford-Ostrom-Blum political machine. Not-so-interested politically was Tom Murray, the man who thinks in terms of Perfection (paints), still peddling his recipe for Tom & Jerrys... 1 ounce brandy, 1, ounce rum and one live goat for the necessary lactic ingredient.

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SO OTHERS MAY WALK: The City Parkettes, a group of youngsters who have been entertaining underprivileged children all summer, wind up the season with a Variety Show in front of the Brookside Community- House at 8 tonight. Donations will be cheerfully accepted and cheerfully turned over to the Polio Fund. It will be a one-hour show

with comedy acts, hula and tap dancing, accordion

and marimba music. Hurry, hurry, hurry...

Finds Travel Films Big Hit at ‘Rock’

For them there's never a sight of a woman except through fences or bars. Their movies are often travel men not going anywhere. Thanks, warden, you were swell. You talked sincerely of ‘rehabilitation, not punishment.” 1 was touched when you said you didn't like that “prison-gray” cell block because the color was depressing. You also said: “Come back and see us.” No, thanks warden. The best part of the going is the knowing that you can ride back across that bay which is only a mile and a half to us. . . but a million years and a million miles to those men back on “The Rock.”

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THE MIDNIGHT EARL IN N. Y.—Aly Khan

is due at the Plaza Sunday. ... Howard Dietz now personally supervises all outgoing publicity at

pictures for

MGM as a result of the New Yorker articles. . . . Celeste Holm was pulled out of the surf at Point Lookout by lifeguards. The Bill Silberts are in Splitsville. .

(he’s the Dumont jockey) . . Liz Taylor, who spent years losing her British accent, courtesy of MGM accent losers, is right back where she started since her return from England. : Ray Robinson's personal barber, Roger Simeon, is opening a shop.in Paris. : Johnny Ray busted records at Toronto and Troy. ... A major shipyard strike is scheduled for the East Coast next week. . .. Busty Beverly Michaels appears in the film “13 French St.” Returning tourists say Edda Ciano’'s photo is again in Rome

Heiress Babette Holmes and James Sargent of the Armando

Set are on the Edge of the Miss Michaels 1.qge. ob o&

EARL'S PEARLS . . . Pinky Lee had his pants cleaned and is satisfied with the results. “I'd never know where the spot was,” he says, “if they hadn’t left a hole there.”

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WISH I'D SAID THAT: “A youthful figure,” says Charley Jones, “is something you get when you ask a woman her age.” Hal Block appeared on Garroway's early morning TVer and was asked to return. He declined, explaining he didn't think he'd be staying up that late again for some time. . That's Earl, brother.

Average Family Cost Far Exceeds Income

The actual cost of setting a table has far outrun the salary rise which the Trumanites keep applauding. You got to own an oil well today to eat steak with any frequency if you have a sizable family. Baby ‘Bunting’'s booties cost more than papa used to pay for a suit, and papa's suit would be less expensive if they made it out of dollar bills instead of cloth.

BVERYWHERE YOU look there 18 a tax-—a federal tax, a state tax, a city tax. a luxury tax, a hidden tax, _a punitive tax—while poor stupid old us fondly continue to imagine that we are coming home loaded with dough. We make it, and some of it Wwe touch, but most of it we just transfer. It is as aimless an operation as lending money to a wife, or betting horses with the children. They take money from your payroll for something called ‘social security,” or dough for your old age. 3ut not even a churchmouse could live today off the maxtmum expectation of social security income, so what's the good of it if you can't live off "it? And what's the good of making lots of money only to have it taken away from you? And what's the worth of high “prosperity” if the average family winds up broke and in the hole? That sad statistic of general indebtedness is the most powerful weapon the Republicans might exploit in the campaign fight, because everybody will get the point right away.

Dishing the Dirt By Marguerite Smith

Q—Is September too early to put out bulbs? Mrs. Katie Sosbhie, Shelbyville. A —September is not too early to plant any of the spring flowering bulbs with the possible exception of tulips. Tulips are usually held out of the ground until cooler weather in late October and November. Daffodil and narcissus bulbs, according to specialists in this field, should go into the ground even earlier than September. The theory being they make much stronger root growth if planted in July or August. Most of the

Reed Marguerite Smith's Garden Column in The Sunday Times

spring-flowering bulbs come into the local market in September. But most backyard gardeners with limited space must of necessity wait until frost finishes off their flowers before they can plant new bulbs. Balancing all of these factors, then,

plant new (or reset old) narcissus bulbs as early’

ag you: can. Plant crocus, grape hyacinth and large hyacinths as soon as you can manage it after you get them. Hold tulips until late October. One’ warning-—don’t delay planting too long for the last two autumns caught a good ‘many bulbs unplanted when ground, froze. \

~The Indianapolis Times

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THURSDAY, AUGUST 21, 1952

Times Junior Olympics—

Garfield

FUTURE CHAMPION—Steve Huntley, 9, is shown signing up with official Myron Whitney for a diving event at last night's Garfield Park meet in The Times Junior Olympics. Steve was saying he would do a double back flipflop with a lay out in the pike position. It came out as if he was tossed in a net. Steve is game which is typical of Junior Olympic swimmers.

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mr 7 x aA oR FENCE-PEEKING SPECTATORS—With so many people around, small girls found it hard to see

—but this trio had no trouble. They are (left to right) Susan Chiplis, Joy Vornehm and Margaret Chiplis. There will be no trouble seeing the show next week if you order your tickets today.

JUST WATCHING — Diane Simmons (left) and her friend, Betsy Rodgers, watched this one out and paused to cheer their teammates. There was plenty of cheering between events, too.

Finale—Next The Finals

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PLUGS FOR HIS EARS—Mrs. Maxine Barton helped son Bill get his ears plugged with cotton before he competed. Ellenberger captured the meet last night. Next week the city finals will be at Broad Ripple and tickets are on sale now for the big show. Preliminary heats will be in the afternoon and finals in the evening. A full water show will be presented along with the swim meet.

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RESTING FOR THE RACE—The home team was well represented by (left to right) Beverly Barker, Lee Eshenbach and Judy Mescall. Lee took part in the freestyle, breaststroke and backstroke events, She started the season as a diver.

IT HAPPENED IN A ROSE GARDEN—

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1 EXPERTS IN CONFERENCE — Barbara Babcock (left), coach at Ellenberger, and Ann Stilwell, Garfield, confer with Ed Aspinall, AAU official who just returned from Helsinki where he was in charge of the American women's swim team.

Johnny Always Knew Dad Was A Hero

was alreadv there, and so were all wide and hig grandmother, Mrs. Mabel C. he looked at Barber of West Liberty, Ky., and she and some aunts and uncles, If with her lips he gave it any thought at all,

By ANDREW TULLY Seripps-Howard Staff Writer WASHINGTON, Aug. 21 — The President of the United States stepped forward and

hung the ribbon of the Con- it must have seemed to Johnny gressional Medal of Honor like a wedding, or, maybe, around the neck of Johnny Thanksgiving. Barber's father—but Johnny A smiling man with gray hair

Barber, 3, was not impressed. While his father, Ma}. Williaa ma. Barber, United States Marines, stood at stiff attention, Johnny shuffled his feet restlessly and tried to “balance a chewing

and glasses and wearing a light tan suit had come out, and everybody had cleared the way. He had stopped to say hello to grandma and to shake hands with Johnny's mother and to pat Johnny and his sister on the head, and Johnny had heard his grandmother call him “Mr. President.” Then they were down on the steps —~Johnny and Sharon and their mother and father with this “Mr. President” and a

Mr. Tully gum box on : man with a camera yelled to the thumb of his right. hand. Johnny. “Sonny, look up at Johnny didn't seem to realize Your Dad.” Johnny did, al- “

though he didn’t let go of that Rose Garden, and that some- gum box. thing important was happening. 2 a =» He could not understand, of “MR. PRESIDENT" talked a course, that his father was be- long time, and everybody

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sister went with them. Then “Mr. President” put that ribbon around Johnny's father's neck and shook hands with him ! That was what Johnny had been waiting for. With his father busy with “Mr. President.” Johnny was a free boy. He pranced gaily in front of the men with the cameras. and when one of the men told him to ‘get’ next to your father, son.” he grabbed his dad's leg and held on tight, Somebody, perhaps, should have told Johnny Barber, 3, that thi= was a solemn occasion that his father was a hero, But it would have heen superflous. Johnny knew that long before he went into that rose garden.

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Then It was all over, finally. “Mr. President” and Johnny's father stepped down in front of the microphones. Johnny and his

glistening his grandmother pretty closed tight.

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AFTER TWO YEARS-The Curran brothers {left fo right), |, Yililam V. Lowe Jr. a brand Clarence J., Charles L. and Robert J., meet in Japan;

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