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Show PAGE FOUH PROVO (UTAH) DAILY HERALD, FRIDAY JULY 3, V SECTION TWO y . ,. . i.N :V I,, inii, mJrrrTTr",liiil, ,.; .1 1 1 x most) Pabtlahad kr th HrM Cortwrattoa. M tk Jttrt Wart StrMt. Ptto, Utah. ltntrMl M ootid elaaa mttr at the poatoffle la Frar. DUk, an4r th Mt March I, UTS. Qllmaa. Nleol Ratbman. National A drafts. tn rapraaaatatlvaa, Nw York, San Franclaea,, Detroit. Boaton. Lm Anralaa, Chleaco. MinWr TJaltad Praas, N. tk Sarlppa Laaama at Nawapapara AskSM Haraaa a Clronlatioa. "TJbarty tbrongb all tha land" Tba I.tbartr Ball naanclaU tana ay aarrlar ta Otak 1 u 11 air. , na tba monta. far ata months, (a a4vaaa;tT.M tha yaar, la aayaaeat ay aaafl anrwbara la Unlta atataa av Its poaaiaairaa ft aanta tba month; t.M (or atx Boatha; M.TS Ma aar la adraaaa. Tba Rarald win mot aaauana financial aa poaatbUlt far any arrora 4rbleb mar appaar la aarartlaamanta pnbtlabad la lU colamna. la ttioaa Inataaeaa whara tha .papar la at taalt. It will raprlat that part af tha adTartlaatnont hi arbtoh tha typo crape, leal ailataka aooara. Happy Birthday To the U. S. At this moment ye are going through one of our periods of gloom, as the result of a series of setbacks by the axis powers. We are inclined to feel that this, the 166th birthday of the United States of America, is the most critical since the first. That is not a bad national psychology. psy-chology. Surely it is much better than overconfidence. A man who possesses real intestinal intes-tinal fortitude fights best when the odds seem against him. So does such a nation. With all our many faults, the people of the United States have no rabbit blood in them. But, on this birthday, let's not be too pessimistic. Let's remember that, actually, our forefathers passed through many Fourths of July when there was more cause for gloom than we can find today. ft 9fr Forget, if you choose, the entire period of the Revolution itself, when our citizen-soldiers suffered one disastrous dis-astrous defeat after another, underwent under-went privations such as we today can not comprehend, but kept their faith until by sheer force of will power they won. Remember 1814, when the nation's 38th birthday saw our fortunes at so low an ebb that 51 days later" invading invad-ing ' British actually burned the White House in Washington. Pass on to 1861, when Independence Independ-ence Day found the North stunned by the disaster of the first Bull Run. Iri 1864 the Fourth of July saw Sherman completing his march to the sea a military achievement for the North, but one of the saddest moments in American history as we look Dack upon that deadly war of brother against brother. at" 3fc Sft In 1917, Germany had Begun unrestricted un-restricted submarine warfare and had forced us into the first World War, from which Russia's might had The been withdrawn by the first revolution. revolu-tion. In 1918 the allies had stopped Germany's march to Paris, and were holding on by their teeth, wondering wonder-ing whether another and this time irresistible blow might be struck before be-fore we could rush enough strength to France to turn the tide. The French, without whom we were licked, lick-ed, were all ready to collapse. These were truly critical Fourths of July in war times. In comparison, the misfortunes the United Nations have suffered during the past few weeks are negligible. From our defeats thus far we can, if we will, learn many lessons which will help toward eventual victory. Not the least is that moral victories, potential armies, armaments on the production lines, contempt for the enemy, strategic withdrawals, ostrich-like confidence unbacked by deeds, do not win wars. In the midst of these defeats, we still are turning the direction of the war. It may take two years, or three or four or fivet but we know now we can win. Therefore, Happy Birthday to the U. S. New Technique The war Labor Board's new technique tech-nique for handling wildcat strikes has certain merits, if one is not given to worrying about 'the future. By using labor unions to discipline members who walk out or sit down without authorization, the WLB gets production going without the unpleasantness un-pleasantness of a showdown against workers. Unfortunately, however, one good turn calls for another. If the United States is not capable of keeping its war production going, withouttxely-ing withouttxely-ing upon volunteer policemen, then who can protest when the volunteers demand their quid pro quo, in the shape of WLB aid in enforcing closed clos-ed shops, etc., against employers? Washington Merry-Co-Round A Daily Picture of What's Going On In National Affairs Robert 8. Allen Irw Pearson By DREW PEARSON WASHINGTON As Marshal RommeFs army eats farther into Egypt, U. S. oil expert face the unpleasant possibility of blowing up wells producing millions of barrels of oil in Mosul, Mo-sul, Iran and Iraq. For the chief strategy of the Allies has been to cut Hitler off from oil oil in the Caucasus, Cau-casus, oil in the Near and Middle East, meanwhile mean-while bombing his oil supplies in Rumania. So if Rommel's forces get near these oil fields, they must be wrecked at all cost. And what frankly worries U. S. oil experts is that they may not be destroyed. It is generally general-ly known that British oil wells in Rumania fell into Hitler's hands in complete working order. U. S. oilmen had been sent all the way from Texas for the express purpose of touching them off with nitroglycerine. But the British decided Rumania was neutral, so' nothing was done. Tn Java, however, very careful preparations were made. This time there was no neutrality to worry anyone. Japan had attacked, and there were about two months in which to prepare the dynamiting of the Dutch Eaat Indies oil wells. But this time, though it never leaked out, something happened. The Standard-vacuum wells were completely destroyed-ln the face of enemy machine gun fire. American oil equipment equip-ment and property valued at $150,000,000 went up in smoke. But the Shell Company's wells were not wrecked. Later the British reported that this was "due to a slight error in judgment." judg-ment." Naturally, therefore, the fate of the Near Eastern wels causes concern. Most of them are British, and this time no. one Wants another error In judgment, no matter how slight. For such an error would put millions of barrels of oil immediately into the hands of Hitler. SUPREME U. St COMMANDER British failures and errors in judgment have brought increasing pressure here for an American Ameri-can supreme command over the United .Nations. .Na-tions. One error earlier in the war which has served to bring this point home was the case of the barges loaded with dynamite with Which the British planned to block the Danube at the Iron Gate, thus preventing Hitler from sending submarines and other water-borne military supplies sup-plies into the Balkans. The two barges were loaded with dynamite, and everything was perfectly planned, except for one thing. The British insisted on pacing up and down on the decks of the barges in the daylight and get their usual daily exercise, instead in-stead of staying below all day and coming-up at night. So the Germans saw them, reported suspici ous-looking sailors to the Rumanians, and the barges were seized. So now the Danube, unblocked, un-blocked, is an important means by which war supplies are transported to the Black Sea against Russia, and perhaps will be used later against Turkey and the Near East. NOTE: When the Nazis concealed their troops aboard merchant ships to make their surprise conquest of Norway, no suspicious characters took constitutionals in the daylight. CAPITAL. CHAFF Greatest pals of Rumania's exiled King Carol and the titian-haired Madame Lupesqu in Mexico City are U. S. Ambassador George Messersmith and wife. The Messersmiths got to know the couple when they came to Cuba while Messersmith was Ambassador there. In Mexico City they play bridge together frequently . . . Ex-Ambassador Josephus Daniels, now editor of the Raleigh News and Observer, is writing more pungent editorials at eighty than most editors at forty . . . The fact that Joe Alsop was listed as a naval lieutenant almost stopped the Japs from exchanging him as a prisoner. His columnist col-umnist partner Bob Kintner had to ask U. S. authorities to emphasize that Joe had resigned from the navy . . . Chicago-born Courtney Letts Espil, wife of the brilliant Argentine Ambassador, Ambassa-dor, was one of the few to curtsey' low to the King of Greece when he received the dlplom.ts here. U. S. PRISONERS IN BATAAN Ex-Undersecretary of " the Interior Jack Iempsey has taken up with the American Red Cross the problem of getting a Red Cross representative rep-resentative in Manila to look out for U. S. prisoners from Bataan and Cbrregidor. So far, the Japs have not permitted a Swiss Red Cross representative In Manila, though they have admitted Swiss representatives to Tokyo, Shanghai and Hongkong. No excuse has been given by the Japs, for not permitting a. Swiss representative in Manila, but U. S. officials presume it is because they don't want anyone from the outside world to see What is going on there. Meanwhile, however, the treatment of U.S. prisoners in Japan and China is reported to be good. The Swiss representatives make regular reports, state that American prisoners have no complaints, that sheets on beds are changed frequently, and that married men are allowed to go to see their wives every week-end. NOTE: If the Japs permit a Swiss representative repre-sentative to go to Manila, the American public can send cigarettes, chocolates, etc., to prisoners. prison-ers. But it is impossible now. (Copyright 1842 by United Feature Syndicate, Inc.) The 4th of July Spirit gr """""""" : - Wwk -fflS ATPS OkVtV TW S7X&T S2T 727 ViZ 7'Kfe5Sr ST7LL AT fK '4 A z Our Most Important Fourth Of July In Six Generations BY VAN WYCK BROOKS Written for NEA Service rt . . - - . . wnen wc were cnudren the Fourth of July was a day for making a noise. There was nothing the matter with this. It was perfectly healthy, and so was our indifference to most of the f ounn of July orations. We took our political freedom for granted and we Knew it was not threatened. So that day became merely an excuse lor a niue iun. men people oegan, some year.s ago, to talk about a "quiet Fourth," and before long, in fact, the Fourth was quiet. It might have been imagined that this was to prepare us for giving the day a serious meaning again. ine founn was swept and erarnished for something is tn enter in, and perhaps this also meant that we were coming of age o a. jiauun. Ana men, t.eiore we Knew u, our country was once more in danger, and we Degan to appreciate our political freedom Much more, we felt aeain. as the fathers of th ronnViii roit that in order to reap the blessings of freedom we must take pains to support it. Patriotic feeling revived in millions of hearts and minds that had scarcely felt it before; and the ' Fourth of July unte more Degan 10 nave ine meaning mat it naa in 1776 It was the day for the expression of this love of country. And expression is a very important tfyng-. Without expression, feelings wiLner, out wnen iney are sincerely expressed they grow deeper, iiener ana xuiier an me time. ft seems to me that this Fourth of July is the most important or an ine f ourins we nave naa ior six generations. At our greatest moment of national danger, it symbolizes the common cause that all we American share together, our unity of will to spread our free dom over tne eartn so uiat numan Beingseverywhere may learn to live and let live. It is either now or never or at least .not for another thousand years as most or us realize in tnese aays or Hitler. And this thought will be present in millions of minds when they wake on tne f ourtn or juiy. Court Receipts Double in June Doubling the amount received during the same month last year, receipts in Provo city court for June totaled (1971.10, I .G. Bench, city recorder, announced today. Mr. Bench credited increased activity by the police department in traffic work and parking meter fines as chief causes for the substantial sub-stantial Increase. Totaling $1881, compared to $668.50 for the same month in 1941, collections for May also were higher this year, according to Mr. Bench. Sweet Stockpile Plans Strike Sour Note In Storage Problems BY PETER EDSON Daily Herald Washington Correspondent The idea of building up stockpiles stock-piles of sugar and scattering them in various places around the country, coun-try, so as to be handy no matter what happens, is running into complications. Originally it looked like a brilliant bril-liant conception. Instead of keeping keep-ing the stocks of raw sugar at the refinery, it was planned to process it as fast as it came in, then ship out this refined sugar to principal princi-pal marketing area cities for storage. stor-age. Then if a transportation crisis came along, no one would have to go sugarless. Rationing boards could dip intot local warehouses, supplies would be replenished as, long as the transportation sys tem held out and the sugar came in, and the net effect would be to maintain an ever-wartime-normal sugar bin. About this time a few practical sugar brokers, the business man type that is always throwing cold water on beautiful plans, pointed out that whereas raw, brown sugar is easy to store indefinitely. refined sugar is hard to store except ex-cept in exceedingly dry or air-conditioned air-conditioned warehouses. Let three or four damp days come along in the ordinary warehouse, and an this refined sugar in bags will tend to lump or cake. If it gets wets, it's syrup. Either way it's defective, has to be sold off the top price, bags have to be rolled to break lumps, or the sugar has to be rebagged. Rehandling represents rep-resents extra cost, and with prices frozen, who takes the losses? Suggest Subsidy The best answer thought up ror this one, so far, is to grant a subsidy to the people who store the Bugar. Under this plan, tne government would pay up to around 50 or 60 cents per 100 pounds for sugar damaged in storage. The complications are rather obvious. Inspection, determination de-termination of carrying losses dependent de-pendent on storage conditions, settlement set-tlement of claims, would entail a good bit of administrating. Sugar industry men have another an-other suggestion which the government gov-ernment men, who throw cold water wa-ter on the beautiful plans of business busi-ness men, don't seem inclined to give in on. Sugar people suggest storing this stockpile in smaller quantities and at lower levels. Under normal sugar business conditions, raw sugar is stored at the refineries. As white sugar orders come in, this raw is refined and shipped out to meet the demand. de-mand. Under favorable price conditions, wholesalers, bakers, confectioners, hotels, grocery stores and even a few consumers buy ahead and put in reserve what is known as the "invisible" stock. Bit under the wartime rationing system, this private stockipiUng is frowned on. In fact, the government has stepped in to seize some of. these privately held supplies, such as the 45,000 tons suposed to have been taken away from Pepsi-Cola, while housewives who had more than their share in hoards had the family ration cut down. Sugar dealers are screaming about this no end. Their contention conten-tion is that the proper place to stockpile white sugar is in private pri-vate bins and pantries. If the stuff goes lump in the family sugar bowl, pop can mash it before be-fore measuring out the spoonsful for his coffee, mom can reduce it to grains before sprinkling it on . Junior's mush. Can't Can Enough Furthermore, canning season is in full sway, and the sugar men point to the terrific loss suffered by the strawberry growers this year because people didn't have enough sugar to put up the usual amount of strawberry jam. The sugar people therefore say larger allowances should be made to all consumers now to over proportionately pro-portionately longer periods of time, perhaps but anyhod, to reduce stocks piling up at the refineries. The other side of this argument is that to reduce the government-controlled government-controlled sugar .reserve now would be a mistake. It's only enough for three or four months. Some shipping is getting' through now, but supposing that has to be withdrawn Where's your sugar coming from? And the sugar industry's in-dustry's proposal is looked on as a plot to increase sales and force the government to convoy sugar shipment if necessary. Maybe so. AUNT HET By ROBERT QUILLEN "Joe's boys fight him, but it's his fault. Young-uns Young-uns won't obey If they don't get the habit while they're little enough to handle." They're Fighting FOR OUR INDEPENDENCE TODAY There's a ballet in a man's leg today So we ean be reel So the Nazis won't come over and teach us to be slaves ! i There's a MAN with a bandage on his head fighting off eight Japanese planes today so we ean be free I So the Japs won't dictate where we can livs and how! There's a MAN daring death in the cold belly of a submarine today bo we ean be free! So our legally elected representatives ean govern from our Capitol instead of an Axis leader dictating his laws for US I Are we doing everything WE can so OUR SOLDIERS CAN FIGHT ON for us? Are we working to the limit of our strength at our WAR job? Are we doing our part in civilian defense? Are we saving every dime and dollar we can to buy War Bonds? Are we? To fight this war successfully, the United States needs One Billion Dollars in War Bonds every month from us the people! That means, for each one of us, spending spend-ing less and saving at least 10 percent of our pay every pay day in War Savings Bonds I LET'S GO AMERICA 1 JJ. S. Tt jury Dept. w SERIAL STORY SPECIAL INVESTIGATOR BY BLANCHE ROBERTS COPYRIGHT. t42. MCA SERVICE. INC. ESCAPE CHAPTER IX pVR the next few minutes they alternated their conversations between whispers and loud talk. "If I only had a gun," he whispered whis-pered despairingly, "I might do something." Her eyes lighted with a smile. Without making a comment she put her hand into her purse and drew out the small automatic. He was astonished, but his fingers closed over it and her hand too. Forgetting to be watchful he exclaimed: ex-claimed: "Did I ever tell', you, Judith Kingsly, that you are the most wonderful creature on earth and the loveliest?" He snatched, a kiss from the upturned up-turned face. She . drew back quickly, her heart racing and her eyes soft. "Tom,", she murmured. A door suddenly opened and Karl came in, followed by some men. "Ready to talk, Burke?" demanded de-manded Karl. Judith realized the men had been waiting for some sign that she was. not a stranger to Tom, and now his words had given them 'their cue. They knew now he would be willing to sell the plane's secrets to save her. In the end they probably would kill them both. She stared in mounting terror ter-ror at them. "Are you ready to talk, Mr. Burke?" Karl repeated. His voice was a bit high as if he were exasperated exas-perated at having to ask his question ques-tion again. Burke's lean, suntanned face gave no hint of his thoughts, but Judith detected the stubborn set ' of his jaws. "I have nothing to say now, or t any other time." "No? Perhaps in a little while, my friend, you will be glad to tell all I want to know." There was a savageness in Karl's eyes and his hands drew into tight fists at his side. "We have ways of making mak-ing men talk." : Karl glanced at his watch. Heavy, his eyes narrowed, and watchful, focused a gun on Judith and Tom. A swift urge came over Judith to throw off her fear and break the awful silence in the room. Once - again, her fighting spirit soared to her rescue. ."I haven't had anything to eat, yet," she said suddenly. The men were startled by the calmness of her tone. "You did promise me food." She tried her winsome smile, but it' had no effect on Karl. Heavy's mouth twisted at the corner with the' beginning of a grin, but only for a moment Then his .face .became . the hard mask of a moment before. A man standing back of Judith spoke: "The dame is made of ice." She turned slowly and saw the man who had kidnaped her in the taxi. Karl said curtly: "Bring in the tray of food," and the man back of her moved away to carry out the order. TV"OT once did Heavy relax his vigil with the gun. Burke kept his gaze fastened on Karl though Judith knew he was watching the other man from the corner of his keen eyes. Tom had her gun and she knew he was waiting an opportunity to use it. It would be suicide to try anything any-thing now. Her thoughts made her shiver. The blond spy with his close-cropped hair gave her a curious glance. "Cold?" Judith looked at him but did not offer to answer his question. Instead, she turned her blue eyes on Tom. He moved his steady gaze to her face for an instant Tom still loved her, she realized, though no word parsed between them. "Your nose is shiny," Tom said critically. Judith's mouth fell open and for a minute she had the mad desire to slap him. Burning with anger, she turned her back on him and opened her purse, drawing out a vanity case. She applied the puff to her nose with more vigor than was necessary. "Better?" she asked acidly while the -captors looked on slightly puzzled puz-zled at the act going on before them. He shrugged. "A little." When the food was before her, the men stood guard like so many buzzards. Judith grew more self-conscious self-conscious with every bite she took. But she was hungry, even if this might be her last meal on earth. The thought occurred that the food might be poisoned, but she cast it aside. It was not their time to die yet. Just as she finished her meal another an-other man came in the room and whispered to Karl, excitedly. They spoke in a foreign language, but Judith guessed from their manner that the matter was serious. , Sharp commands were given at once, and she and Tom were pushed roughly through a door and down a , dark halt Muffled sounds and snouts came from behind be-hind them, but they moved on until un-til all was silent around them. Be fore a closed door, a blindfold was tied over their eyes. Then they were ushered out and into a car. . JUDITH sat between Tom and Karl as they sped away through the night Two other men sat on , the little seats in front of them and Judith could guess they held guns on them. Tom's hand found hers and the pressure of his warm fingers was reassuring. Her own fingers clung tightly to his. Danger Dan-ger had brought her close to Tom again. He bent his head to touch hers. "You're a swell girl, Judith," he whispered and his lips brushed her red hair. Judith opened her mouth to speak but closed it again. "If you persist in talking, you will be gagged," Karl threatened. At the threat Tom's body had grown rigid and the grip of his fingers had almost paralyzed her hand. She waited for him to relax re-lax and then she turned to face her enemy. "Couldn't you take this thing off my eyes?" she asked softly. Without answering, he reached up and pulled the fold from around her head. She rubbed her eyes and then took in the gunmen watching her closely, guns in sight She drew a deep breath. "You can take his off, too," Karl told her, and she removed Burke's bandage. After that there was silence except ex-cept for the purring of the engine as they slipped through the night Judith wondered where her de tective body-guards could be, but surmised tfiey were responsible for their sudden exit from the house. She dared not try to look out the back of the car, and all tne otner windows were shaded. Tom's fingers moved along her wrist, back and forth, searching for something. She realized in a moment what it was. Her watch. She wanted to tell him what she had done with it but couldn't She lay her other hand over his. - Finally, the car turned toward the shore where Judith could hear the roar of the breakers, am stopped at a deserted dock. The men got out and motioned Judith and Tom from the car. Karl and one of the guards walked in front and Heavy came behind them. Again Tom's hand found hers and their fingers twined tightly as they walked down the boards over the water. She wanted desperately to whisper that she loved him and that all the things she had satd when they parted ways were lies. But then. . . . The pressure on her hand gripped harder. Suddenly Tom plunged into the water, dragging her with him. They went under with a mighty splash and the cold -Pacific was breath-taking, but only for a sec ond. She was an excellent swim mer and with Tom's hand to guide her, they dived for the protection of the wharf. To Be Continued) |