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Show r, j WHO'S NEWS THIS WEEK I I By LEMUEL F. PARTON (Consolidated Features WNU Service.) NEW YORK. Early in World War I, Louis. Raemaekers, Dutch cartoonist, drew a cartoon called "When the Grain Is Ripe." d i , w i 11 showed Raemaekers nfcDeathad. Horn Blasts at vancing with Germans Continue his sc.ythe. reaping a human harvest. Perhaps the only other cartoon which has had comparable com-parable range and staying-power was Sir John Tenniel's "Dropping the Pilot,' in Punch, or possibly some of Tnomas Nast's pen Philippics against Tweed. If American views had been evenly balanced in World war days, Raemaekers cartoons might have tipped the scales, so powerful was their impact on our public opinion, with their grim portrayal por-trayal of German brutality. At 72, with no slackening of pace or skill, or of his devastating devastat-ing hatred of German aggression, aggres-sion, he renews his pictorial blitzkrieg over here, just now drawing posters for the Belgians in Britain and other groups rallying ral-lying against the Nazi onslaught. on-slaught. He arrived here about a year ago, his country a captive, cap-tive, his home and all other possessions swept away in the German lunge against which he first began warning Holland in 1908. Through this stretch of more than three decades, during dur-ing wars and in between, he never has faltered in his almost daily portrayal of the deadly menace of expanding Germany. He is a small, compact, pink-cheeked pink-cheeked man, looking much younger than his years, with roached-back, thinning hair, sharp blue eyes and a shadowy goatee. His mother was German and his Dutch father was for 40 years editor of the liberal Weekly Volkvriend. He was for 32 years political cartoonist for the Amsterdam Telegraph. He speaks of himself as "writing," "writ-ing," which aptly denotes his ability to pack the content of a long and powerful harangue into a bit of black and white. T TSUALLY, there's quite a loss in transmission when real life is sluiced into the movies. The new film. "Blossoms in the Dust," seems ... . to be an ex- Illusion Comes ception, at To Terms With least so far Reality in Picture as deep' er and truer import of the film is concerned. The critics score it high in sensitivity end adult emotional content. Mrs. Edna Gladncy would naturally come out that way in a film. The widow of a Texas flour manufacturer, she built the Texas Children's Home and Aid society, which has now provided happy homes for several thousand thou-sand waifs. Her effort began before the death of her husband, a sublimation of her yearning for children who never ame. The 1929 crash wrecked her husband's hus-band's prosperous business. He got work in a flour mill. She rang door bells to get money to build her home for children. He developed a new process of flour-milling which was restoring restor-ing their fortune, when he died. She kept on recruiting and mothering stray children, until one day a Hollywood writer knocked on her door in Fort Worth. "What on earth could anybody write about me?" she asked. The movies ranged clear back into her girlhood, as Edna Kahly in Milwaukee. Mil-waukee. NIKOLA TESLA'S eighty-fifth , birthday finds his death ray still in the blueprint stage. The great j inventor says he could build a few j plants, at a cost of $2,000,000 each, I wilhm three months, and melt the ' engine of any approaching plane at a distance of hundreds of miles. i The immigrant youth from Jugoslavia already had discovered discov-ered the rotary magnetic field, whieh made possible alternating current motors, before he arrived ar-rived here in 1884. He helped harness Niagara, turned in nu- merous inventions which be- came historic contributions to power transmission, was an associate as-sociate ef Edison, won the lit 1 5 Nobel physics prize and now holds 700 patents. When he grows too old to dream, he'll have this and many other things to remember. Among other things he may remember that many of his earlier dreams caused amusement amuse-ment as when he made the declaration declara-tion that it would soon be possible to telephone around the world. Alone in his room in the Hotel New Yorker, he still delves deep in the hidden chambers of electro-mechanics, electro-mechanics, his deep-set eyes eager and intense under their bushy brows. Wireless transmission of power U still one of his many deep preoccupations. |