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Washington, D. C.
NEW TYPE CONVOYS
Behind all the guessing and specu
lation over convoys aroused by the
President's fireside chat is this one
basic fact. The old-fashioned form
of convoy already is outmoded, and,
a« Roosevelt indicated at a recent
press conference, it will not be used.
Put the new-fashioned form of con- |
(voy already is in use and will be
intensified.
This is convoy by airplane patrol, j
using airplane carriers and nearby
islands for bases. The destruction
of the Bismarck showed how effec
tive this airplane convoy could be.
Airplanes flying above the water
can sight the submarine below the
water miles away, whereas a sur
face vessel cannot sight a submarine
more than a mile or so away.
Therefore you can expect to see a
network of United States airplanes
criss-crossing back and forth across
the north Atlantic, assisted in part
by surface warships, but extending
all the way to Ireland.
The Pacific Fleet.
With this settled, the most impor
tant strategic problem being dis
cussed in backstage navy circles
is that of bringing the mighty Pacific
fleet from that ocean into the At
lantic to prevent Nazi seizure of the
mid-Atlantic islands and to be ready
for other major eventualities.
Every detail in connection with
such a shift has been discussed.
And while there have been some
hot behind-the-scenes arguments,
the one thing upon which the ad
mirals all agree is that the fleet
must be kept together. To split
it into small units and send some
of them to the Atlantic, in their opin
ion, would bo disastrous. Battleships
must have their accompanying
cruisers, destroyers, etc., and they
cannot bo divided.
Naturally, the idea of the fleet
withdrawing from the Pacific is
enough to raise the hair on the heads
of most people on the West coast.
However, the navy has worked out
a plan whereby it is confident that
the West coast would be in no real
danger.
The plan is extremely important,
because it illustrates the new type
of warfare made possible by the
long distance bomber. Also it gives
the key to Roosevelt's convoy plans.
Finally it illustrates what the Nazis
could do to the United States if the
plan were reversed in the Atlantic.
Key to the plan is Hawaii and the
Aleutian islands. The admirals are
reasonably confident that long dis
tance patrol planes ranging out
from Hawaii in the mid-Pacific and
from the Aleutians in the north
Pacific would be sufficient to spot
any Japanese ship approaching
American waters. And air torpe
does of the type which crippled the
Bismarck could do the rest. In fact,
the entire Bismarck incident has
been a striking demonstration that
long-distance bombers plus island
bases have revolutionized warfare in
both oceans.
Azores and Canaries.
Now if you transpose the map ot
the Pacific onto the map of the At
lantic, you will also get an idea of
why Roosevelt bore down so heavily
on the importance of the Azores, the
Canary and Cape Verde islands in
his fireside chat. For the Azores
are the Hawaii of the mid-Atlantic,
while the Canaries and Cape Verdes
might be compared to the Aleutians
—in reverse position.
Whoever holds those stepping
stones across the Atlantic can sweep
that ocean with naval patrol planes
and bombers, just as the U. S. fleet
can sweep the Pacific from Hawaii
and the Aleutians.
If we hold these Atlantic islands,
then we hold the gateway to the
Atlantic. If Hitler holds them, he
controls the first step toward Brazil
—and the rest of the way is easy.
These were some of the things
Roosevelt studied on the large-scale
maps of the navy department be
fore he made his broadcast.
Another vital point he studied was
not mentioned in his broadcast; be
cause no one is talking publicly
about the fact that the British may
have to withdraw from Gibraltar,
oven from the Mediterranean al
together. But in case of such a
withdrawal, a glance at the map will
show that these three sets of islands
—the Azores, Canaries and Cape
Verdes—could help to replace Gi
braltar.
They sit astride the entrance to
the Mediterranean, and long-range
bombing planes based on those is
lands could make it hot for any ex
peditionary force heading out of the
Mediterranean for the Americas.
All of these are reasons why you
can expect vital action regarding
the Atlantic islands.
* • •
CAPITAL CHAFF
Every year Homer Cummings
holds ‘‘The Attorney General’s Golf
Tournament” at Pinehurst, N. C.,
an event started when he was run
ning the justice department. Chief
rule is: “If any man brings his !
wife, he’s never invited again.”
Herr Hans Thomsen, head of the
German embassy in Washington, is
taking vitamin pills. He quotes Milo
Perkins as saying vitamins are nec
essary to offset lack of nourishing
elements in the depleted soil of
America
AUTOMOBILING AND THE
BLOOD TEST
"Pull over to the curb!"
"What for?"
“For a blood
bleedin’, officer!”
typical Sunday
afternoon dialogue in heavy auto j
traffic this summer. Already one !
state, New York, has passed a law
making the alcoholic content of the
blood stream admissible court evi
dence in the case of alleged drunken
driving.
• * *
If your blood shows 15-100ths of
1 per cent alcohol, you're pickled.
And if it holds more than 5-100ths
but less than 15-100ths, you’re not
any too sober.
• • •
It has always been the custom to
judge whether an automobile driver
was soused or sober by his behavior,
breath and monologue after the mo
ment of impact. But it is going
to be a matter for a laboratory from
how on.
• • *
Once you just called a cop if some
driver returning from a wedding
tried to go between your front head
lights, mistaking your flivver for
two bicycles. Now you call a chem
ist.
• • •
Little week-end travels,
Little drops of gore,
Tell which driver’s half stewed
And which driver’s more.
* * *
The cry after each sound of rip
ping fenders will be, “Quick, officer,
the needle!” And arrangements
may have to be made to have a
chemical laboratory at every pump
ing station.
Auto—and the Blood Test.
♦ * *
You may be able to tell how many
times a man has been arrested for
drunken driving by the needle
marks on his arm.
* • «
Can't you picture the scene: You
are tooling along the highway when
some fellow tourist tears off your
left fender. You leap out, fire in
your eye and demand, “Whatzam
mattah? Doncha know how to
drive?” He falls out of his car, zig
zags unsteadily to your side and re
marks, “Lisshen, whoosha think
thinkya talking to whaffor and what
za big idea cornin’ oush side street
sixty miles sour and nosh give no
warning, huh?”
* • *
Now up to 1941 you could just draw
back and say, “Why, you’re drunk,
mister!” But not any more.
You’ve got to get a needle and make
sure!
• • •
But where? Have you a needle on
you? Probably not.
So you yell for a cop. Here is
where the catch comes in. The
blood test to be legal must be taken
within two hours of the collision.
What chance have you of locating
a cop these days inside of two
hours?
• • ♦
Of course, if the drunk is a good
fellow and wants to be fair, he will
give you a little of his blood volun
tarily. If he is the right type auto
ist, he will carry a needle on him,
jab his arm and let you have a few
drops with a polite “Here’s my
blood. Just call me up and if I’m
drunk, let me know. We can adjust
things.”
• • *
If you, too, are a good sport you
will let him have a few drops of
your blood, too. Fair is fair.
• * .
INDEX TO IMPORTANCE
Around the city’s big hotels,
A man is always gaged,
Not by what he does or sells,
But by the times he’s paged.’
—Merrill Chilcote.
• * *
HUMAN TOUCH
Wherever I see a sign “Fresh
Paint,”
I gotta feel if it is or ain’t.
—Lee A. Cavalier.
• • •
The house of representatives re
cently killed a bill to have a black
out test in Washington. It figured
too many people down there are in
the dark as it is.
* * •
NO ERRORS
To market, to market
For U. S. Bonds new;
It makes me feel loyal . . .
And pretty smart, too!
• • •
! "Some day our patience will be ex
hausted.”—Germany to Switzerland,
What! Again?
• • •
I’ve held, since a lad,
That women are sappy:
They cry when they’re glad,
And they cry when they’re happy,
—Richard Armour.
HOUSTON HOME JOURNAL, PERRY, GEORGIA
Kathleen Norris Says:
Design for Living in 1941
(Bell Syndicate—WNU Service.)
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“We have plenty of money and a charm
inn home, and I am so bored, bored,
bored all the lime."
By KATHLEEN NORRIS
' “ telling me your trou
bles, solve your own
problem, and lift just one
more load off the fearful sum
total of the world’s griefs!”
That’s what everyone is going
to be saying to everyone else this
year, so take warning, and don’t
expose yourself unnecessarily to
a rebuff that may hurt your feel
ings. For unless we all do our
best, morally, mentally and
physically, to combat the mortal
illness of the good, kindly old
earth, we have fallen upon evil
days indeed.
So don’t complain about debts,
taxes, soaring expenses and an in
flated cost of living, for these are
common to us all. Pay your bills,
move into smaller quarters, watch
the family health with an unceasing
vigilance, stop useless extrava
gances—even if that only means
taxi fares, chocolate bars, birthday
cards, glass candlesticks and a spe
cial plate for the dog’s dinner —
shorten sail generally. Don’t tell
everyone how things have changed,
for they have changed for everyone,
and what we’ll want to hear now is
good news, not bad.
Talk Courageously.
Even if the light of your life, the
dear tumble-headed boy who was
struggling with homework and chat
tering Scout gossip a few years ago,
even if he’s gone away from home
for a while, don’t make a martyr of
yourself. Realize that a million oth
er mothers are suffering the same
helpless agonies, and that wars are
made by man, not God, and that
consequently we are responsible for
them. It is for us to work against
the next war, and all wars, rather
: than to bewail the perfectly natural
1 result of our folly in supposing that
] any war will ever end war.
Every woman you meet in the next
few months is going to do one thing
j or another to you. She is going to
depress you almost to the suicide
point or she is going to give you a
| message, conscious or unconscious,
| of hope and courage. She is going
j to retail for your benefit all the
changes and discomforts that have
gone on in her own intimate circle,
the expenses and taxes, her longing
for her absent boy, and the general
| misery of the world. Or she is go
[ ing to give you a sensible, coura
j geous report on a family that has
met changing conditions gallantly
| and learned to live on new terms.
A New National Loyalty Awakes.
There are going to be lots of things
I we don’t like about it, and surpris
ingly there will be lots of things we
do. If there is an awakening of new
1 national loyalty, a new unity of feel
ing among us all, it will be pure
gain. Whatever happens in Europe,
and whether we get further involved
in the war or whether some sudden
peace is patched up over there, we
are going to face one more American
crisis at home, and we have to
meet it with the strength of charac
ter that is our proudest heritage,
and live through it to happier times.
Which makes it all the more
amazing to receive, as I did a few
days ago, a letter like the following.
It comes from a Pennsylvania wom
an, a college graduate, a member
of a privileged group.
“We have plenty of money and a
charming home,” writes Anna. “My
husband is an engineer, successful
enough to be sent at various times
to places as distant as Norway, Per
nambuco and now Alaska. I have
never accompanied him on these
There are other millions of women to
day whose hearts are breaking over lost
homes, the agonizing need of food and
slrtlter for small bewildered children.
BORED, BORED, BORED
These are Anna’s words as she writes
Miss Norris for a solution to her “ex
asperating” problem. Anna has a hus
band whom she loves; income; chil
dren she adores; a car; beauty; youth,
and security, yet she craves a change—
something that will make her feel
alive. After you’ve rend Miss Norris’
words, you’ll understand why this
famous problem-solver refuses to an
suier Anna’s letter.
trips because I have two small chil
dren and my father and mother,
whose only child I am, live next door
and depend upon me for a daily
visit.
Bored Doing Nothing.
“My trouble is that I am bored.
A fine colored girl has entire charge
of the downstairs region; Diantha
has cooked, served, dusted, ordered,
budgeted for me for seven peaceful
years. The children’s nurse runs
everything upstairs; Peter and Pam
are with me much of the time, of
course, but for baths, breakfasts,
suppers, and getting to and from
school they are with their adored
Yedda. Yedda was my nurse 30
years ago.
“When Howard is here we dine
with friends, play bridge, take the
children to country club lunches on
Sunday, go to an occasional good
movie. We never quarrel. When
he is away I do much the same
thing, only with friends instead of
husband.
“And I am so bored, bored, bored
all the time that it is becoming an
effort not to scream! I read of other
women, many younger than I, whose
lives are full of change, excitement,
achievement, thrills. Nothing ever
happens to me. The mep I meet
are Howard’s friends, they respect
him, and like me only because I
am his wife. Everywhere I go, to
the club, in the shops and hotels,
there is an atmosphere of affection
ate admiration for my lovely home,
my fine husband, my beautiful lit
tle girl and boy, my new car, my
clever father. It sickens me! I
don’t feel alive.
“Please don’t tell me to get into
book-binding or stamp collecting, or
to devote myself to my children,
because I am already devoted to my
children, or to find some charming
charity, or to pray. I want a defi
nite cure for a condition that is
working more and more upon my
nerves and gradually getting me
down. I shall look for your answer
with great interest, but please don’t
make it too moral.”
No Answer.
No, I won’t make my answer too
moral, Anna, for I shan’t answer
you at all. A letter like this from a
supposedly intelligent woman, in
these times, deserves no answer.
But I may say in passing that to
ninety-nine out of every hundred
women in the world, circumstances
like Anna’s would seem a dream of
Heaven itself. There are millions
—tens of millions—of Chinese and
East Indian women who could never
rise even to imagine such heights
of security and happiness. There
are other millions of women today
whose hearts are breaking over lost
homes, destroyed possessions, the
agonizing need of food and shelter
for small bewildered children when
there are food and shelter nowhere
to be found.
So these are not times for any
woman to yawn drearily at the bore
dom of home, husband, income, chil
dren, car, beauty, youth and securi
ty. Not until a few million other
women in the world get a little more
of all these good things; safe homes,
safe children, safe if tiny in
comes. Safety, safety, safety.
Those Golden Years
WHEN Whirlaway added the
hide of Mioland to his Derby
and Preakness wins, when Bob Fel
ler picked up his eighth win in ten
starts and Joe Louis went ambling
along, someone brought up this
point—
“ How many stars have we around
today who can compare with the
E Golden Age of 1919
and 1920? How
many now on top
could fit into the
picture from 20
years ago?”
In the Golden Age
of sport we had
Man o’ War repre
senting the turf. We
had Jack Dempsey
We had Babe Ruth
Grantland Rice ruling baseball. We
had Bobby Jones
and Walter Hagen for golf, not over
looking Gene Sarazen. And there
was Bill Tilden starting a brilliant
sweep against the best in the world.
Man o’ War Babe Ruth Jack
Dempsey Bobby Jones Walter
Hagen—Bill Tilden—l’m afraid 1941
can’t quite equal that cluster.
The current year can give you
Whirlaway—Joe Louis—Bob Feller
—Don Budge—with no outstanding
golfer among so many good ones.
The Drop in Color
The big drop from the Golden Age
to 1941 comes in the matter of color.
Those stars of the Golden Age
not only had unusual ability, but
they had a flare and a flame that
traveled around the world. They
caught and held the public eye. They
drew crowds that had no interest in
the sport they featured.
Thousands, who had no interest in
a horse race, came out to see Man
o’ War run. More
thousands, who had |||
only a lean interest Wk ■ M
in baseball or the
fight game, came to
see Babe Ruth
swing his 52-ounce '
bat and Jack Demp- IF '"-mSe
sey throw his left '
hook. The same
thing happened to
Bobby Jones in golf. ,
The same was true -
of Bill Tilden in ten- Man 0> War
nis.
All these I’ve mentioned caught
the imagination of millions. Of
many millions.
In this machine age there is al
most no touch of colorful tinting.
"’’hey knew all p.iwut Man o’ War,
Jack Dempsey, Babe Ruth and Bob
by Jones on the other side of the
world. Also Hagen and Tilden.
The most colorful champion we
have in sport today is Whirlaway,
a horse. He wins and he loses—he
may be a trifle on the goofy side,
but he has caught the attention of
the country.
He can run like the wind and he
can run any distance. His main
qualities are speed and stamina.
What else can you ask for? Once
he started to move he was 20 lengths
better than anything in the Derby
field. Under the same conditions he
was able to pick up and add 25
lengths on King Cole in the Preak
ness.
Since Man o’ War quit as a three
year-old, a short career, there is a
chance that Whirlaway may go on
to be the top horse of all time.
And few horses have carried as
much human interest color, no mat
ter what their careers. The long,
wide-spreading Whirlaway tail alone
is something to look at and talk
about.
Some of the Others
As great a pitcher as Bob Feller
is, the first citizen of Van Meter,
lowa, has nothing like the color of
a Babe Ruth or a Dizzy Dean. This
is too much to ask.
Don Budge is a star tennis player,
but in the matter of color he isn’t a
Bill Tilden.
Joe Louis lacks the flare of Jack
Dempsey when the Manassa Mauler
was at his peak.
There are many more fine golfers
today than there were 20 years ago.
They are playing better golf. But
in looking through the list not even
a Lick telescope could discover an
other Bobby Jones or another Wal
ter Hagen on the colorful side.
All this doesn’t mean that sport,
along the road of skill and high
class performance, has taken any
l flop in the last two decades. Prac
; tically every performance that can
be timed or measured has been bro
ken more than a few times in re
cent years. There has been a gen
eral average improvement. But the
crowd appeal on the human side
isn’t the same.
W hat Is Color?
Some deep bass voice may be
heard booming these words at this
spot, “Just what is color?”
It is a difficult word to explain.
It is a combination of high-class
ability, plus certain other qualities
that cause talk—qualities that catch
and hold the attention of the crowds.
The color exuded by Babe Ruth
and Bobby Jones was of different
brands—entirely different—but both
had it in copious quantities. The
same was true of Jack Dempsev and
Bill Tilden.
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• • •
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