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Show PAGE TWO PROVO (UTAH) DAILY HERALD, THURSDAY, JUNE 5, 1941 J Wwnlhii' ktmw a4 fctWl BsdT BnM PwMtahHI Seaaay MoniHf h el ubOTtr , BU - Pahnafee w th BMld CorMrttHn, Seeta Wm Blrt 1 Mm niak CnlIrM u mall elaaa Blatter J at the .aae taffla. la Free,-Utah, ander taa sat e Itont I, IITf. ; Gllmaa, Mtoel A lUthmee, National Advertlerag reace. muUtm, Hew Yarn, tea Fraarteee. Detroit. Boetea, baa Angela Chtaata. ' ' Mam bar United Trma, H. H. A. Serrlra, Bdttere' Saeaae. the Scrlpra laro ef Newepepere aad Audit Bareaa a Clreelatton. aheenptVa tai ma by carrier ta Utah eeanty, M eeata the aaoatn, . far aix aonthe. ta adTaaea; f e.Te the rear., ta adraaea; by mall ta county. M Ms aatalda aeaaty . the year ta advene. Herald win aat aarama financial raapoaalbUlty tar any arrara whteh aaay aapaar ta adrertieeniente aaailaaad ta tta eoiumaa. la aoee '" at raatt. It vui reprint laa pan wa '"-- taa typagrapalaal aaaHake aecora ' - The fear of the Lord prolongeth days: but the yean of the wicked shall be shortened. Proverb 10:27. Fear has many eyes. Cervantes. i When Human Beings Are Junk There is always apt to be a trace of tragedy in an ; auction room! Things , are being sold for what they will ! bring, things that somebody prized once, and worked and planned to possess, and which no one else will ever, perhaps, prize so much. Most tragic of auctions, however, was held the other day at Staten Island, New York. The United States sold a jwarehduse full of pitiful household objects sent here by people who had hoped to get out of Europe, who never made it.; Some of the boxes had been piling up for two years or .more, storage charges unpaid, taknig up room that had to be found for new boxes. Egg beaters ancTroUing pins, pieces of silver, things valuable and worthless, useful and pitifully useless. But the' people who sent them were unable to follow. So their belongings became junk, sold for storage charges and to make space. That is sad enough. But what of the human hearts that beat so high with hope when those boxes and packages were sent to ' America? They are junk, too, human junk, rotting and wasting away for lack of means to come to the land where they might have a chance of freedom and hope. Thousands are standing on the piers at Lisbon, waiting for the ship that does not come. Other thousands are in France and Germany and Austria, in every land where the Nazi boots have trod, condemned as human junk to rot in ghettoes or concentration camps, or simply to wait without help or hope. As they have fled from country to country in ah effort to keep ahead of the Nazi legions, time after time those legions have caught up with them, subjecting certain ones to summary punishment, others merely to abandonment in Uiat vastuman Junk yard hich doJ Hi).lpr has mad? of hal? piEurope. . . But ships to JLisbon, last "escape-hatch" of Europe, are few and far between. Even those who have run the whole gauntlet, and arrived at Lisbon with all proper credentials, have no assurance of flight to the New World. And any day the hob-nailed boots may come tramping into Portugal. Surely it must be possible to do something to reclaim this human junk. They are people, men and women, and children who live and breathe and feel and think (God help them) and who perhaps have not ceased entirely to hope. A way was found to put to use the goods they sent before them. Can not the New World find a way to use their lives aswelI? , i.H! 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She is being kept under surveillance at '.'her fashionable Palo Alto, Calif., apartment unil she can shipped out of the country. I CANDIDATE LINDBERGH When Charles Lindbergh told his America First audience in Philadelphia that the U. S. should "turn to a new leadership," he wasn't indulging in mere rhetoric. Secretly, friends say, he had something some-thing very concrete in mind. The ex-Colonel is planning to go into politics for the purpose of running for . President in 1944. His current nationwide barnstorming barn-storming is largely to build him self up politically in preparation tor. a. presidential drive. To thjp end, he is weighing" the possibility of running against Senator Joseph H. Ball, young Minnesota Republican, Repub-lican, a strong advocate of all-out all-out aid to Britain. A former newspaperman appointed ap-pointed by Governor Stassen to fill a vacancy, Ball comes up for election next year. He is one of the very few Midwest GOP senators sena-tors supporting the president's foreign policy, and Lindbergh's political advisers . think the . flier would have a good chance to lick Ball. No decision has been made, and Lindbergh may even deny he has such intentions. But it can be stated definitely that the matter has been seriously discussed in the inner Lindbergh circle and that he expressed willingness to go after Ball's seat if the situation situa-tion looks propitious next year. Lindbergh is an . old hand at campaigning in Minnesota. He chauffeured his late father in several sev-eral state-wide campaigns, one of them for the senate. And he would have plenty of financial backing. Independently wealthy as a result re-sult of earnings from his trans-Atlantic trans-Atlantic flight, Lindbergh's wife also inherited a fortune from her father, the late Senator Dwight Morrow, a J. P. Morgan partner. Wealthy elements financing the isolationist - appeasement movement move-ment also has assured Lindbergh of unlimited funds for any political politi-cal campaign he may undertake. The Beach Season I WHEELER VS. LINDBERG : . . One man particularly interested in Lindbergh's presidential ambit tions is Senator Burt Wheeler, who considers himself the No. '1 foe of the President's anti-Axis policies. Wheeler has strong White House yearnings of his own; in fact, has had them since 1924. when he ran on a rump ticket with the late elder Senator Bob LaFoUette. Again n 1932 Wheeler strenuously inea to gev un u Roosevelt slate in place of Jack Gamer, and one of the principal reasons for the Roosevelt-Wheeler split was his peeve at what he considered the president's ingratitude. ingrati-tude. On the surface, relations between be-tween Wheeler and Lindbergh are friendly, but undercover the two men are none too cordial. Cn Wheeler's part this situation has not been . improved since he lias suspected Lindbergh's presidential aspirations. Fifty-nine years old. Wheeler's last "chance for the White House will be 1944; and he doesn't take kindly to the idea of having it wrested from him. He deems himself him-self the top isolationist leader, and expects to cash in on that three years hence when, he is convinced, a new political party will have come to the fore and the siutation will be ripe for a sweeping overturn. Such a new party already is being be-ing quietly discussed in isolationist-appeasement quarters. At a recent re-cent secret . meeting attended by several wealthy Industrialists, one name proposed was the American Am-erican Christian Party. Note Another America First campaigner who harbors secret presidential ambitions is Phil LaFoUette, La-FoUette, younger brother of the U. S. Senator. While Governor of Wisconsin .three years ago, Phil iaunched an abortive. National Progressive party that had a lot of the trappings of Nazism, including in-cluding a symbol resembling the swastika. Strong-willed and one of the most effective political haranguers in the country, Phil considers himself a "man of destiny." des-tiny." ' - , s - : MERRY-GO-ROUND ' : : Civilian visitors are being turned turn-ed away from the White House on Saturdays, which is now set aside for tourists in Uniform from neighboring camps . . . In a few Once News, History Twenty-five Years Ago Today KIDNEYS MUST REMOVE EXCESS ACIDS Help IS MIIm of KkUy Tub - Flush 'Ou Poisonous WasU B you nav an araaa of aaida la ytmt blood; your 15 jm Ilea ot kidney tubea asay ba orar worked. Tbeaa tiny then aad tubal ax work-ins work-ins Uy and night to help Natoi tid yonr system of azoaai seida and poiaooooa waste. When disorder ei kidna TunntlnB Mrtnita poteonoua matter to remain in your blood. 1 may eause naaVC nac It acfte, tDeumai itierjaina. fee paina, loaa of pep aad narcy, cetUns tip unim, awcuins, pumnaaa nnasr lorn ayaa. neadacbai and diaaiiwa. Freqoant ot aoanty rmiea with amarting aod oomisc aonta-timea aonta-timea shew there ia ywnothinf wmcaj with your kidneya or Uadoer. . , . . . ' -' Kidneya may need halp the same as bowak, ao aak your drum far Doas's Pilla, aaad io-ceeafuliy io-ceeafuliy by muliona for over 40 yearav They sire happy relief and will batpth4 19 milea or kidney tubea flush out poisonous waetl frooa, your blood. Get Dimirmir 7 a . . - . ' ' ", . adv.) From the Flies of . THE PROVO HERALD June 15, 1916' President George H. Brimhall presided at the fortieth annual B. Y. XT. commencement exercises. exer-cises. W .H. Duaenberry and S. Ia Chipman of the board of trustees trus-tees were in attendance. R. E. Allen was elected president presi-dent of the B. T. U. Alumni association. asso-ciation. A. C. Candland was named first vice president, Mrs. Sadie Preston Worsley, second vice president; Mrs. Annie Gillespie, Gilles-pie, secretary; Miss Bessie Iver-son. Iver-son. corresponding secretary; Herald Her-ald R. Clark, treasurer. Members of the executive committee selected select-ed were Isaac E. Brockbank and Mrs. Achsa Eggertsen Paxman. Attorney Harvey Cluff left for Chicago as a delegate to the National' Na-tional' Republican EBague convention. OERIAL STQRY - - - - v FOOTSTEPS IN THE FOG BY EL1N0RE COWAKl STONE it- COWVItlCHT. t4l. NIA SERVICC INC. YESTERDAY! A m m I eaaeeaaeat that ah aaw Stephaa , la the Bewareela af the Bud rlet, leave Dehorah pnasled, awalttas Stephaai'a expUaatloau Bat Ste-fca Ste-fca daea mmt retarm ta elae and Dehorah and AareU drtya hoaae ta Cape Cod. There la m letter frwaa Stephaa. . He explalne hta harried depart are. thaaksj her far her hJadaeaa ta hlaa. , . . 8XEPUAN BETUBNS . CHAPTER V THERE wasn't much more. The letter was written on notel stitionery, and Stephan had not uggested any address to which she might reply. . . . Deborah read tt again and again. . What it all amounted to, she told herself in the end, was just nothing except that he remembered remem-bered her as a chance acquaint ance who had been kind to him that summer, and that he felt he owed her the courtesy ot this noncommittal non-committal note. One afternoon shortly after-ward, after-ward, Deborah, went for a long walk among the dunes beyond the town. . . . She had often dreamed of bringing Stephan here if he came to see her. ... He would love the chilling wind, the fury of the waves. . . . Not quite safe to think about that yet, though nor about Stephan. She walked fast and furiously, is if she could run away from those forbidden 'thoughts which always crouched, waiting, in the back of her mind. . . . What, for instance, would all this mean to Stephan? Strange that he had not been recalled home! Except to say casually one day that his visitor's permit in the United States would be good for several months more, he had never mentioned returning to Europe. It was one of those things he had not talked about. But the point of view of a soldier had crept out often in little involuntary ways. fTX)WARD dusk Deborah strug-" strug-" gled home through a fitful wind. On the wind came the tang of the sea; and on her lips was the taste of brine. A low scud of racing rac-ing dun-colored clouds seemed barely to clear the house-tops; and drops of moisture hung heavily heav-ily on her tweed-covered shoulders shoul-ders and in her hair. By the time Deborah reached the water front, the Harbor was half curtained off. Soon unless rain came instead the fog would be, not just a curtain, but an opaque wall of gray. Over the bulkhead that reinforced rein-forced the little park across the street from the Lovett house, The following marriage licenses were Issued: John T. Isaac of Iceland Ice-land and Ruth Dixon of Payson; Ben W. Thompson of Salt Lake and Hazel Jones of Provo; Hyrum Jenkins of Provo and Belle Moyle of Mammoth. In a Herald-sponsored contest for a free trip to the coast, Eunice Buckley was leading with 214,-463 214,-463 votes. Virginia Nelson was second, sec-ond, I vie Clove, third, and "May" fourth. spray tossed flecks of spume across, the. sandy turfj while above, of fisherman's lore: (S "Uncle Sam's hens" swooped and wheeled, protesting in raucous angry cries. . . . And now, even two trim Coast Guard cutters had taken cover in the Harbor, their ships' bells adding their warning to that of the fog horn. - Altogether, Deborah decided, a day for a cheerily blazing wood fire. . . . But the fire refused to be cheerful. It refused even to blaze. Deborah was a choking with streaming eyes in a smother of smoke when she realized with a sense of ultimate insult that the draft chilling her sweatered back came from the open front door. "Bridgie!" she called. "Bad cess to you, you crazy Irishwoman! For Heaven's sake, shut that door!" Bridgie did close the door but conspicuously not with her habitual habit-ual belligerent bang; and when she announced, "A gintleman to see you, Miss Deborah,", it was in the honeyed accents which Bridgie saved for occasions of high social luster. . . . In the bosom of the family, Bridgie 's communications were carried on in a jovial bellow. Deborah pivoted about on . her knees, tongs in hand, to peer: through the enveloping murk. Then, borne by a current of air from the entrance, the smoke swirled aloft, and she could see a little. ' In the hallway, the formality of his precise little foreign bow discounted dis-counted by the holiday flash of his smile, stood Stephan. e a ' a TOURING the heartache of the past days, Deborah had often reminded herself that even if she would ever see him again, nothing could be quite the same. But now, standing there, he looked so like a small boy who has planned a tremendous surprise, but is not quite sure how you will receive it, that struggling to her feet, she ran toward him, hands extended, crying out, "Stephan! How splendid splen-did to see you! I didn't " She broke off, small cold fingers clutching at her heart. Behind him, the imperfectly latched door had swung open again, and for a moment he stood against a No-Man's Land of misty sea and earth. From the gray smother, wisps of scud drifted, wraithlike, into the hall, . and swirled about his bright bare head as they had done that first night in California. Beyond, the foghorn fog-horn droned its unearthly warning. warn-ing. Suddenly, like an ominous overtone, Deborah heard again in memory Angela s drowsy voice, repeating that fantastic fragment "111 fated is that which comes out of the fog! For always, in the end. it must return whence it came." For the first time she realized how inescapably . her feeling for Stephan had always been . laced With fear-3tear for him. v "But you are looking at me as if I were a ghost!" he cried, taking tak-ing her cold hands into his warm ones, and laughing down at her. "Just the way you did that first night." "Are you sure you aren't?" a a CHE tried to laugh, too, wonder-ing wonder-ing if her , voice sounded as strained and thin to him as it did to her. Before he could answer, Bridgie, who had closed the door again, coughed discreetly from the hallway. hall-way. ' "YouH excuse me, Miss De-borah," De-borah," she said, "but I took the -liberty of havin' the grocer's boy run the gintleman's car into the garridge an' carry his bags up-stairs. up-stairs. Wit this weather not knowin' is it wind or fog 'twill turn out to be, youH be askln him for dinner an' the night, T ' doubt not" The "Miss Deborah" and the unctuous deference in Bridgie's manner were assumed purely for guest consumption. Behind Ste-phan's Ste-phan's back, Bridgie's left eye winked nudging, prompting, as it used to do in Deborah's school days: "Mind yer manners, child!" - Deborah heard herself saying : obediently, "Of course, Stephan. You know I'd love to have you." "But really, I had no idea," he said hastily. "I can't" "Ah, sure an 'tis no throuble at-all at-alL" Bridgie dismissed his objections with a hospitable wave. VAn. now, 'Miss Deborah, 111 be makin' the Masther's room riddy fer the Captain." "I say " Stephan, Deborah was " puzzled to see, wheeled to look . with a kind of startled consternation consterna-tion after Bridgie's broad back "but how did she know?" He broke off, frowning, shrugged, . and lighted a cigaret "That you rate the 'Captain'? Oh, Bridgie can spot gold braid ' and shoulder straps even when ' they're not in the show case. I suppose she's developed a kind of ; sixth sense for rank from working -for seagoing families most of her 1 life. To Bridgie, having 'a fine figger of a fightin' man' as a guest is the next thing to entertaining royalty. . . . But does it matter? "I am flattered, naturally," he smiled; but his eyes were all of a sudden guarded, watchful. (To Be Continued) 0- '-I days, all visitors will be denied entrance to the great East Room, not because of national emergency, emergen-cy, but t-ecause the floor is wearing wear-ing out. The present oak parquet floor has served for 35 years and is worn pretty thin. The entire floor space, measuring 87 by 45 feet, will be replaced ... A poll of the Texas congressional delegation dele-gation on the hot special senate campaign showed only one for Governor Lee O'Daniel, one for Attorney General Gerald Mann, and the rest split between White House-choice Representative Lyndon Lyn-don Johnson and JFtepresentative Martin Dies, with Johnson leading Dies two to one. (Copyright, 1941, by United Feature Syndicate, Inc.) Nebo Old Folks Reunion June 12 PAYSON Philo C. Wightman, chairman, John T. Lant and Otto B. Erlandson, Nebo stake central Old Folks committee have met with the various ward committees commit-tees and made plans for the annual an-nual stake Old Folks reunion on Thursday, June 12. All honored guests will assemble as-semble at the Star theater at 10 a. m. where they will be entertained enter-tained by C. E. Huish and the management until noon. A ban-. quet will follow at Memorial parki with each ward providing their own members. for During the afternoon a program will be conducted in the park and prizes donated by the various business houses will be given away. Lunch will be served after the program and the old folks returned return-ed to their homes. The average speed at which airmail and express travels along the airways of the United States is about 110 miles an hour. mm,m W mv me' "mtsmrx t$mr4- I Boys will be boys. . . . . . and Madsen's helps them! Madsen's m&kec it possible for boys and girls 'to-. 'to-. have a good time and not worry you if their clothes. -are soiled. If a spot ia at all removable, Madsen's will take it out! Prices are low enough to send their ; ' clothes frequently. x "J - PHONH 475 , . . - . ' Cranium Crackers MISQUOTATIONS When a person gets flustered, he is liable to mix his metaphors or misquote a quotation, with amusing results. In the following slightly mixed familiar phrases there are. one or more words that don't belong there. See if you can spot them and replace them with the correct words to make the quotations read right, and give their sources. 1. In the fall a young man's fancy darkly turns to thoughts of school. 2. Too many cooks spill the broth. 3. Well done, thou fine and faithful friend. 4. Out of the saucepan into the dish. 5. What's tn a name? That which we call a rhododendron by any other name would sound aa sweet. 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