Sullivan Daily Times, Volume 47, Number 78, Sullivan, Sullivan County, 18 April 1945 — Page 2

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Sullivan, Indiana ' Telephone 12 Paul Poynter . Publisher )? II. -Adams ..., Editor Eleanor Poynter Jamison ... Manner awl Assistant Editor inn-red. as second-class matter July 1, 19o8 in the Postotfiee al Sullivan. Indiana, under the Act of Congress of March 3, 1879 t'uhlislit.d daily except Saturday and Sunday at 115 West .lackson St United Press Wire Service. National Advertising Representative: Theis and Simpson. 393 Seventh Avenue, New York (1) N. Y. Subscription Rate: By-carrier, uer week 15 Cents in Cit By Mail In Sullivan And Adjoining Counties Six Months $1-50 Month (with Times furnishing stamped envelope) . ) , 30 Cents Year ,'..... S3.00 , By .Mail Elsewhere: Year '. -' $4 00 Six Months . '. : $2.00 Month (with Times furnishing envelope) 35 Cents

S.VLVACE YOL'R CLOTHES TO . SALVAGE THEIR LIVES Solvation for millions of suffering war victims is to be found in the closets, attics, drawers and trunks of the American reople. Discarded clothing outgrown, outmoded, longforgotten and unworn, can bring untold relief to the stricken people of .war-ravaged lands millions of whom are literally rrtked. A concerted drive is now uncle'" way, by thev United National Clothing Collection for War Relief, to make it easy for you to give help where it is most needed. ' In Europe alone, men, women and children, totalling

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less countries, they left, destruction and desolation in their wake. Many cl their hapless victims were left only with whatever clothes they happened to he wearing. These meager covet ings have long since worn threadbare.

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re heart-rending. Conf'imed stories tell of countless flue to exposure . . . of seven people sharing a sing

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of child ten ravaged bv illness and disease due to inadequate . clothing fn their .emaciated bodies. All are in desperate nee:l! . , , . , ,. TT , ,, , oi clothing, shoes a id bedding. Unless tnese needs are tilled, i the indiscriminate visitations of weather will take a greater;

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total attributable to sadistic oppressors. j These people are our fiiends and allies. Bv extending! help, to them now, we not ony give them warmth of bod, ' but also the inne" warmth of heart that comes with the J knowledge that they have not been forgotten. By helping j them, we help ourselves ... for with adequate clothing and I regained self-respect, these fellow world-citizens can go on to1 rebuild their pait of a wa -shattered world. i

The national di ive is; set for the entire month of April. The 'goal "is 15(),()p()il()A"pon'nds of clothing. This quota can be reached only if .everyone pitches in. Go to it now. Pack youcontributions in a bundle o that yours will be ready for the city-wide, door-to-door collection in-Sullivan Saturday,' April 21.. Durable, wearable clothing; shoes; clean bedding; infants' and children's wear; knitted caps . . . everything usable will be welcomed as heaven-sent!

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Mr. and Mrs. Bill Martin of returned to their home in IndiHouston. Texas, have returned to anapolis after a visit here with Sullivan. 1 the former's parents. Mr. and Ray Smith of Dallas. Texas, is Mrs. Noah Brenton of " North visiting his family here. . Court St. Gilbert Dutton of Chicago, is Mrs. David , Hofeditz, Bonnie visiting his parents. Mr. and Mrs. Bell and Donna Kaye, have reH. E. Dutton of North Cross St. turned to Sulliva.. after spending Mesdames Bailey Wolfe and ,tht; winter in Winter Haven. FlorWm. MeCammon of Paxton, trans- ida, with David's mother, Mr?, acted business and visited rela- Edna Hofeditz Brown and Mr. lives in Sullivan, Monday. j Brown. Mrs. Hofeditz is the forMrs. Morrison Ballance of In- mcr Barbara Templeton and is dianapolis, who has been visiting now residing with her daughters relatives, here, returned to her at the home of her parents, Mr. home Monday. and Mrs. Andrew Templeton.

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From where Dee and Jane Cuppers used t? say that as soon as the children had flown the roost, they were going off together on a second honeymoon ... take a trip... or rent an apartment In the city. (So after lit tie Su? sot married, I stopped in to say goodbye. Deo nas sitting In his favorite chair lb? fore the fire, Hipping a mellow glass of beer. And Jane was busy with her knitting, just as always. Tliey looked about as restless as the tabby cat on the hearth. "Jane and I figured," Dee ex. plained, "that you couldn't beatNo. 113 of a Series Copyright,

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heing at home alone together," with our own things-talking and reading-enjoying my glass of beer, and Jane ::r buttermilk -Jtving anl letting liva. I guess you can't beat home!" From where I sit, Dee's ba1 a Tertir dream rom trne the dream of peace, and tolerance and nnderstanding that we all are figbtiflj for, and praying for. today, 1945, Vailed States Brewers Foundation

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CHAPTER THIRTY Each inhabitant of Indian Stones who kept a private stock in that cellar had a key for it. Most of those keys were in the possession Df servants, who made occasional frips for their employers. Old John nad turned over Sarah's key to Ag?ie; He fitted it, now, into a heavy door at the end of the passage and turned a lock that was stiff with rust. The hinges of the door creaked awesomely. The flashlight showed a narrow flight of steps, caVed in stone, winding down out of sight. With a thought that an unarmed man was. pretty helpless in that cool, dry spiral of carved, purplish rock, Agfrie listened.again and went ahead. The stairs made a complete revolution before debouching on a vast room that was crowded with bins. Two of its walls were raggedly cut from rock; the other two, from hard earth. The low ceiling was shored up by venerable timbers. Names were burned over sections' of bins: Waite, IVors, Calder, Drayman, Sommeriielrf, Plum, and so on. Faded labels above the gleaming bottles denoted types of wine, vintages, and chateaux. Aggie read a few, and reflected in a hasty aside upon the luxuries of the rich. His childhood recollections of this place were not reassuring now. He moved past the long racks of almost-level-lying bottles to the far end of the room. There, the bins were built against the wall. A portion of that space a large portion was devoted to Davis. There was not a bottle in it. The timbers supporting the Calder shelves were massive, for they also served to hold up that part of the ceiling. He played his light full on them; they seemed too ageless tne thoueht of disturbance. Thev had been there from the beginnings of Sachem House a century ago fnd ,ore ,A A-'c lh"f might spend a week or a month jn tm; wine cellar even in search of something without ever con-"""-""k l"u behind those mighty beams, That was why Sarah said nobody would find the hiding place. It simply was not suspectible. And yet the shelves themselves were bolts, and the paneling behind them was a door, hinged on the back of one of the beams, where it appeared to be buried in hard earth. Aggie inspected each shelf with his light. The dust had been agitated. But whether that hud been done by somebody getting wine, or by somebody using the passage, he could not toll. One by one, he then slid each shelf to the right an ingh or so; they moved along rusty iron brackets in which were the heads of corroded screws. Then he pushed hard against the whole thing, and it swung inward. f He stepped through and closed it. Ahead was another passage, another door. Tliis door also was SOCIETY Methodist Cheir " The Methodist choir will meet for practice Thursday evening at V'.3". . " .cout Mothers Club i lie ocuui. lnuuiei.!) oi iiuuj o ) met. at the First Baptist Church Monday night. After a short business meeting and new members were introduced, ; refreshments were served to the following, Mrs. Bryan Bell, Mrs. James LaFollette, Mrs. Charles Johnson, Mrs. C. R. Thudium. Mrs. George McQuown, Mrs Wm Theal, Mrs. Carl Hilgediek, Mrs. Ronald Burdge, Mrs. Henry Milam and the hostesses, Mrs. George Coffman and Mrs. Arthur Ratclil'fe. Royal Neighbors Sunshine Camp 2821, Royal

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locked, and the keys for it belonged to four persons, only. He put in Sarah's key. The edges of the key hole glittered slightly. Was that because it has been scratched by another key? The lock turned. The door opened in, again. Aggie stood in the secret vault of the old hotel. It was not a large rooTO. It had been cut from the underlying, ferrous rock. An old, battered mahogany table and two chairs stood in the center of it furniture condemned to that use, manifestly, after it had served its time upstairs in the Sachem House. The safe had been set into one wall. Its ' iron facade was teller man Aggie, we snuc tne door behind him again and the lock snapped. . He was not afraid intimidating though his surroundings were but the darkness and subter ranean aspect of his adventure gave him a feeling of urgency. Sarah had written down the com bination of the huge old safe. He fished out the paper and went to work on the dials. It took him five minutes to get the ponderous thing open, lie could hear nothing of the world above him nothing from the club nothing from the roads, where sirens ululated, and the ambulance had come with a winking red light. The safe was empty. Its interior was some seven feet in height, about eight feet deep, and four feet w'ide. If it had once contained pigeonholes and strong boxes, they had been removed. There was nothing in it. Nothing at all. He amended that. On the floor were sprinklings of sawdust. Wisps of straw. A few chips and fragments of pine bits that might have come from boxes. He had finished his journey. He was startled by 'his discovery, because it was dramatic. But it was not altogether unexpected. He swung his light once more around the interior of the safe, then he was stabbed by a desire to get out out of the safe, the hidden room, and the wine cellar. He could imagine the great iron door closing on him. He leaped from the place. That relieved him, partially. Ho closed the iron door and spun the dials. His hands were shaking. He switched riff his light and listened, realizing that his rigidity and concentration were less for good hearing than for recovery. "Claustrophobia," he said soundlessly to himself. He hurried to, the door, unlocked it, stepped into the passage, closed the door, ' and started toward the back of the wine bins. His sense of agitation returned. He had thought of the cellar Sn terms of a fortist, or a jungle, where he could hide and watch without being seen.' Only wWn he had started down the winding stairs had he begun to consider his own exposure. He hesitated, before pulling open the bin door. Finally, standing behind it, with his light out, he drew it back. It squealed dolefully. The wine cellar was black. Holding his : Neighbors, will meet Friday, "April 20. to celebrate the 50th anniversary.of the camp. A covered dish dinner will be served at 6:30. Eath member bring favorite dish and own table service. A program .will be given .Piter dinner is served. All members please attend. "W o Kebekah Lodge Sullivan Rcbekah Lodge will tr.cet for regular meeting Thursday, April 19. All members please attend. Visiting Rebekahs are always welcome. pMrg L . mh Birtlidav Cele Celebration

A most happy event marked and Mrs. Herbert Lalhrop, Dorothe celebration of the 08ih birth- thy Jean and Doris Ruth, Miss tiay last Sunday of Mrs. Sarah Beal and Billy George Eastman of Caroline Lyons, Sullivan's oldest Farmersburg. resident, Mrs. Lyons makes her Long distance calls' came from heme with her daughter and her- sons. Granville M. ' Lyons, sen-in-law, Mr. and Mrs. George president of the Lyons Business 11 : , College of Montgomery. Ala., and

i Burlap skirts, instead ol real pants, ami no shoes, stockings or underwear is the .war-imposed style for this homeless Greek bov and thousands like him. To help protect these war victims against cold and disease, round up all your, serviceable - used clothing:, shoes and bedding- for the; railed National1 Clothin? Collection.

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j - jiTiQ it irr ' " 4..-? h lit torch at arm's length, and shielding his body, he pushed the switch. There was the vinous, moldy aroma. Nothing else. If someone were crouching behind the tiers of bottles, then Aggie had only to cut off his light and he, too, could so conceal himself. He would have as good a chance as the other person of making a run for it. He shut off his light. He would stand there, in the blackness, behind the movable shelves, until he was ready. Then a flash for a bearing and a rush into the vast, low chamber. He could feel sweat on his lips and inside his hands as he prepared himself. There was not a sound anywhere except one: his heart was audible in that absolute sildnce. He came around the door and stood in front without closing it. He aimed the flashlight. He turned it on. Instantly, he shut it off and dropped to his knees. The light, shooting down the aisle toward the entrance, had touched something that filled him with horror. In the center of the aisle along which he had come, stood a bottle of wine. A tall, thin, green one. Hock. The bottle had not been there before. Aggie was scuttling along soundlessly on his hands and knees away from the Calder bins away from the bottle, toward the far wall. He expected a light, then, at any instant. A light and a shot. He swore at himself for not bringing a gun. He agreed with Danielle in a savage effort to right his senses by self-condemnation that he was a mere professor and no man to skulk through the night on the trail of a murderer. Somebody had followed him. He stopped and listened frantically as if listening could be extended by passionate effort. Somebody had put that bottle in the aisle to let him know he had been followed. To scare him? Panic him? To make him race through the room a perfect target? But anyone who wanted to kill him would not put out a warning sign. Such a person would merely hide, and wait for hurt To" come back walking tipright-rsilhouetted by his light. That would be the thingThis bottle on the floor, then, was merely to let him know that he had been observed. He reached the opposite wall and felt along it until his hands turned the corner of the stairway entrance. He was trembling from lu4d to foot and moving with more regard "to speed than to silence. As he wound his way up the stairs, however, he reversed those tactics. For half .a minute, he stood at the top of the flight, mopping his face, and listening. There was no sound at all. Nothing. He opened the door with a push. He had not quite closed it. The same awesome squeal assaulted the night. A wink of his electric torch showed the corridor to be empty. (To be continued) ropvrltlil. IB43. by !!,iin, wi,. , DUiribuuu dj Kii.s Vtitium Syndicate", in.. 'J. Bennett of South Court street. ! The usual birthday dinner was held, with only the immediate numbers of the family present, Many friends and relatives called throughout the afternoon.. Mrs. Lyons, regardless of her 98 yearSi received her friends in her usual vivacious manner. One greeting card predicted that some of these years she will be "crowiir " over the century mark. From present appearances this may be a real experience. Her flowers were .profuse, greeting cards several dozen and there were seventy-five callers. Out-of-town friends were Mr. George W. Lyons, a druggist of Indianapolis, who found it impossible to be present. A cablegram supposed to reach her from her great-grandson in the U. S. Army jn Egypt failed to arrive. Mr. and Mrs. Bennett join with Mrs. Lyons in cordial thanks to all who contributed to this happy events. - A;)pr?ciat-:ve Audianee Ep.:.- Recital Sunday Despite the torrential rain Sunday a large and appreciative audience greeted pupils of Miss Lillian Dale Scott in the Lillian Dale Scott Mu.sic Hall. The programme' was opened promptly at three o'clock with Paul Ai.n:-trong who played with pathos and expression "Sweet Hour of Prayer". The programme consisted ;f soles, duels and two piano numbers. All solos were played from memory and from the youngGst to the oldest pianist these solos were played with expression and finest technique. Three diets were ably rendered, "Sweet Clover Waltz" Lola Ann Skidmore Find Joann Pinkerton. - "Victory March" Ruth Hazel Springer and Mrs. Jesse Springer. Folk Song "Old Black Joe" Marilyn Ansteacl and Phyllis McRoberts. The audience was charmed by the interpolation of the numbers'" played

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