The New Ulm Enterprise (New Ulm, Tex.), Vol. 38, No. 43, Ed. 1 Thursday, July 29, 1948 Page: 7 of 8
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CHAPTER XH
put a
a search warrant?
Dewey.”
Life has a new photographing
technique that may revolntlon-
become ambass to
Isn't phone tapping
Israel is having internal diffi-
culties. But it should be remem-
bered that other nations who
fought for freedom also had
domestic troubles. After the
Revolutionary war commenced
25,000 Americans enlisted tn the
British army.
Midtown Vignette: Two wom-
en of eafe society came out of
a night club and went for a
stroll in Central park. “Oh,
look!” said one. “isn’t that a
sweet baby?" They went over
to adore it. “Good heavens!”
exclaimed the same woman,
“it’s my own daughter!” Her
. surprised friend gasped: "Are
you sure?” "Oh, yes,” was tbe
reply, "I recognised the nurse.”
Stage Entrance: These are the
dog days along B'way. Soaring tem-
peratures are causing spirits and
biz to droop. Several shows are
ready to surrender to the humidity
—while others are managing to
hang on via cut-rate ducats. . . .
A glance at the backwoods gives
the lie to the crepe-hangers wailing
about the decline of the thittir. Hill
and dale sectors are clogged with
summer playhouses. There are
more actors in the country than
mosquitoes. . . . Incidentally, the
hayloft circuit used to serve as an
incubator for new shows. But most
of the plays now being unveiled
there are reclicks.
George Long Is a songwriter
who has to eat. His latest three
ditties are titled: “Eisenhower,
the Man of the Hour,” “We
Wafit Truman Four Tears
Takes pictures by remote eon-
trol and by pressing a button
locates famous people anywhere
fas the auditorium.
As for Charlene, when Leitha met
her on her way to the kitchen to
The Intelligentsia: A book that
will rip the small town school sys-
tem wide open is "The Hickory
Stick” by Virgil Scott, to be pub-
lished this fall by Morrow. School-
boards probably wit] Are any teach-
er caught reading it. (Author is a
teacher at Michigan State college,
East Lansing, Mich.) . . . Oscar
of the Walder* has retired to write
his autobiography, which will be
called “Frcm the Cradle to the
Gravy” or “From Alphabet Soup
to Nuts ”... Artie Shaw, the
former bandleader and ex-husband
of "Forever Amber," is joining the
literati with a vengeance. Has a
novel, a musical comedy book and
a straight play in the typewriter.
The Airistoerats: The reason you
can’t flip a dial without coming
across a giveaway: Kilocycles are
crowded with about three dozen
treasure hunts. . . . The nonsense
medal for politeness goes to the
disc-jockey who thanks the singer
after spinning a record. . . . ABC's
newscaster Harrison Wood has the
type of sinewy tones that gives the
paprika touch to news bulletins. . ..
The compliment swapping of Holly-
woodites after appearing on a dra-
matic show is a molar-grinder. . . .
NBC’s "Serenade to America" of-
fers a tasty dish of musical merin-
gue.
of the locket incident
It would have to wait until Joseph
Clairmount came the following
week. Her grandfather had told her
that the lawyer could be trusted sb-
•olutely.
Rich arrived the following after-
noon, when Leitha, flanked by
Andres and Justin, was at the pooh
She was sitting on its edge, her
swimming lesson having been com-
pleted.
She had planned to make ready
for Rich's arrival later. She would
not get back into uniform, but would
greet him wearing a more feminine,
summery frock. |
instead, she was wearing a one-
piece green bathing suit, lent her
by Tanis. She had taken off the
snug white cap so that her bronzed
hair shone like burnished gold in
the sun, curling in damp ringlets
about her flushed, laughing face.
Nevertheless, Rich’s blue eyes, re-
garding' her, did not express ap-
proval as she jumped to her feet to
welcome him."'
“Rich, darling I”
She felt like throwing her arms
around him, she was so glad to see
him. But, of course, she did not
“Hi, kid,” he said, with so much
less enthusiasm than she had shown
that she certainly was glad she had
not given a demonstration of her
emotions. “You’re looking right
enough," he added his eyes still sur-
veying her.
"Thank you,” Leitha returned, the
pendulum of her emotions that had
taken such an upward swing now
swinging as far in the downward
direction. “You are looking good
yourself. I wasn't expecting you
quite so early.”
Tanis, apparently agreeing with
Leitha that the newcomer looked
"good,” now left her high perch to
climb down and walk toward them
In her unhurried, graceful fashion.
“Whenever you arrived could not
be too early,” she said, extending
a slender, crimson-tipped hand.
“Don't let Leitha give that impres-
sion. It's so nice to have you at
Tannahill, Captain Haller. I am
Tanis Geller."
Rich's eyes showed definite ap-
proval now. He said, "It's nice to
bo here — even nicer than I ex-
pected I”
Rich playing the gallantl Well, I’ll
be darned, Leitha fumed. Tanis was
conceited enough without his making
it appear that he was overwhelmed
by her blond beauty.
Rich Is Welcomed
At Tannahill
Tanis, in her white bathing suit,
was overwhelming. Her skin was
the color of cream in coffee. With
her hair hanging like a silken man-
tle, she looked lovely. But Leitha
resented Rich’s too obvious admir-
ation of the other girl.
Leitha, stifling her resentment of
Rich’s gallant manner toward Tanis,
introduced him to Andres and Jus-
tin.
Then, Charlene swam over to the
side of the pool to have him present-
ed to her.
"I haven’t been in aa long as the
others, so I’m not quite ready to
come out,” she told him. Adding,
in her little-girl way. “That is, if
you don’t mind.”
Rich, still playing the gallant that
Leitha found so foreign to him,
said that he did not mind at all. Ho
would not dream of allowing her to
come out on his account.
"Perhaps Captain Haller himself
would like to have a swim,” Tanis,
still playing the hostess, suggested.
"One is always hot after any kind
of trip, even if it's been by air.
Andres, can’t you find a suit that
will fit?”
Andres, turning toward Leitha,
said, "I’d be only too glad to.” His
dark eyes, looking into hers,
showed amusement that Tanis, al-
ways so eager for masculine com-
pany, was now satisfied with the
sample Leitha had provided. They
also said that it was up to Leitha
whether the swimming session was
prolonged or not.
Leitha’s eyes thanked him. Per-
haps, she thought, this setting isn’t
se bad, after all. Justin did not
Broadway Confetti: Jack Kramer,
the net champ, has made $90,000
since turning pro last year. . . .
The New Amsterdam theater, home
of the Ziegfeld shows and once the
proud queen of 42nd street, is hav-
ing its face lifted. ... U. S. in-
telligence will be completely over-
hauled. . . . John Foster Dulles*
brother, Allen, has nix’d Mr. Tru-
man’s bid to
France. ... . _
the same as entering a person's
home without
. . . Henry Luce didn’t give the
GOP $50,000. He donated only $1,000
to the Repub state committee in
Connecticut.
chief Ken Cooper’s mission abroad
is so "top secret" this col’m won-
ders if it is to meet J. S.? ... Sum-
mer must be here because seven
a billboards are empty between
and 48th on Times Square. . . .
Some ticket agencies are forcing
patrons to buy ducats for two other
shows when they want “Mr. Rob-
erts.” ... If Dewey wins, locals
believe Byron.Foy (of the Chrysler
clan) will innerit an ambassador-
ship. . . , Former King Ferdinand
of Bulgaria lives on food parcels
eent to him by O. Phillips of Falls
City, Nebr.
tray, that good woman,
sweet, motherly fashion,
plump arm around tbe young
nurse's waist and declared that it
“just did her soul good to see
Leitha looking so rested I”
Profusion was not, Leitha knew,
necessarily sincerity. She had al-
ways distrusted people who lavished
her with "dears'* and “darlings."
It was all too deep for her, Leitha
Manhettan Muralt: Thr ITe«l 40th
ttreat place which callt ittelf “Coffeeteria'
. . . The hack driver quenching hit M(*>
thiru by filing hit own battered tiik hat
with water from a nearby park fountain.
. . . The rowboat policeman charing kidt
taking a dip in the park lake while the
duckr look very talirfed. . . . The one-
armed bootblack at 49th and 7th. . . ,
The chorine with lace^dged tun specs.
egteengt DeM.
Mimr |L.
all stay down a while longer,” Leitha
Ours is a government by parties
taeular of all the present processes
that is genersted. Modern convert*
modity or service we buy. The
HfRBS<*4R0N
radio listeners, bad their fall
tunity. To get in
manently, I mes
Laura Wheeler’s new, improved
pattern makes needlework so sim-
ple with its charts, photos, ronctee
directions.
smart!
Bluebird chair set—a grae
touch for any room. Pattern
Taxes by Onions
ON EACH TON of coal you buy
for the purpose of heating the home
or for any other use, you now pay
a tax of 20 cents, levied by the
miner’s union headed by John L.
Lewis. You pay that tax as you
would a manufacturer’s sales tax.
It is added to the price of the coal
you buy. It represents an estimated
total of 100 million dollars a year
paid by the American people. When
one union can get away with such a
luscious plum others can, and they
now are proposing to follow the lead
of the miners.
American living eosts.
The only way to prevent such a
Condition is for congress to pass
legislation prohibiting the levying
of such taxes by any union. If that
la not done we soon may be at the
mercy of labor leaders with no lim-
it placed upon their hold on us.
That tax on coal levied by the
miner’s union is just as much a tax
as is any levied by the federal,
state or local governments.
up.”
“To pass up?”
"Right” The flare of the match
showed his set expression. “Me saw-
Bible girl—and you are sensible, Lee
OF COURSE, it is always permis-
sible for a presidential nominee to
change his mind as to the desirabil-
ity of second place on a ticket
mind, I hope, my calling you
Andy? Anyway, the trunks are tai
my bag. I believe the chauffeur took
it inside. As soon as I can locate
it. I’ll be back. No, don’t bother!”
He raised a restraining hand as
"Yes,” Rich agreed. “But no one
man should have more than he or
his offspring could possibly spend
or even hand out to his selected
charities, while another labors and
worries and skimps throughout all
of his too brief existence. I don’t
know the answer, but I do know, as
our young friend Justin declared so
heatedly, that it isn’t right
’ "He’s sure got it bad.” be added,
changing to a lighter tone.
Leitha was not anxious to dis-
cuss the way Justin felt about her.
"He just thinks he has.” Her
tone was light "He’s been sway so
long. I just happened to be the first
girl he met when he came back.”
“Unlucklily for him,” Rich re-
turned. He dug in his pocket for a
cigarette and match. "Unless you
"Richard Weriweather was
father's uncle.”
"Why, Justin I” Charlene gasped.
"1 never heard you talk so before.
I do declaret”
"Justin now has an inspiration,”
Andres said, with a smile. “Am 1
a "soft” mood; he to in a decidedly
belligerent one.
He turned to stride off in the
direction of the house before anyone
could make an offer to accompany
him.
Ji
FIVE HUNDRED new federal
Jobs are being created each day.
Five hundred new jobs means 2.000
vote*. Two thousand votes added
each day from January 1 to Novem-
ber 1 means a lot of votes. Those
votes added to what he already has
might elect a president. The amas-
ing tiring about it to that the opposi-
tion. whose purpose to also to elect
a president, has supplied the money
to pay the wages of the SOO new
government workers, through which
the open front doorway, looking out
into the star-studded night
"Let’s take a walk in the gar-
den,” she suggested, ignoring his
remark.
"Whatever you say," Rich re-
turned gruffly. "I could do with a
little fresh air."
“Leitha, he's gorgeous!" Tanis
exclaimed.
"He is sweet,” Charlene, still
clutching the pool's edge, agreed.
“Rich is okay,” Leitha said
briefly.
“Have you asked," Andres said,
“if the *W' in Captain Haller's name
does stand for Weriweather? Not
that it matters, except to Uncle
Mason. It would please him no end.”
"No, she hadn't” Leitha replied.
"I’ll let Mr. Tannahill ask that
question himself,” she said.
It was almost the first question
the old gentleman did ask, after
Rich had been presented to him in
the living room before dinner.
"Richard Weriweather was my
father’s unde,” Rich affirmed. "I
was named after him. I am even
supposed to have some of hi* in-
ventive genius.”
This relationship with a man
Mason Tannahill had admired, and
a family he knew and approved, was
all that was needed to make him
accept and like the young captain.
They talked for a long while about
Rich’s great-uncle and hi* father.
To everybody’s surprise, Justin
suddenly blurted out, "I can’t see
any sense to all this ancestor and
family business. It's not the folks
you come from, it’s who and what
a man or woman is that counts.”
Poor Justin, Leitha thought, she
would have to do something about
him. For she realized that he thought
he was defending her, a girl who
had no ancestors to brsg about
"Heritage counts,” old Mr. Tan-
nahill insisted.
"That’s true enough,” Rich said
quickly, "but I agree with your
nephew, sir. I’m proud enough of
my people, but I certainly don’t
overrate them.”
Mason Tannahill'* keen eyes rest-
ed on Leitha’s flushed face. "A silk
purse cannot be wrought from a
sow’s ear.” he murmured.
Justin Defends
A Poor Nurse
"Environment and fami^ mean
nothing,” Justin insisted. “A man
or woman should be accepted be-
cause they are acceptable in them-
selves. The place they came from,
which side of the treck, should
not count.”
His gaze now came to rest so
openly on the young nurse’s face
that anyone could read what he
was thinking. If he, related to the
Tannahill*, loved a girl who came
from nowhere, who worked for her
living, he would defy the world to
ing the long evening, but he had
not been anything more. He had not
been at all impressed — not with
the many-coursed dinner, the die-
play of gleaming crystal and shin-
ing silver. Nor again when Andres
had played.
It was lovely in the garden.
Leitha hated to break the silence,
it was so peaceful.
"What is ’it’?" she asked.
“So this to being a luxury nurse, *
Rich said.
She did not like the way be said
it.
Her pride made her answer stiff-
ly, “I don’t know what you mean.”
“Then you must be dumb, ducky."
His tone was grim.
“If you think this job looks like
• ciaP. just because you found me
at the swimming pool this afternoon,
you’re very much mistaken,” Leitha
told Rich. "It’s not all playtime, my
boy. Twice my patient has nearly
died. I have just finished a tough
job of pulling him through by a
thread. I bad to be on duty prac-
tically twenty-four hours a day.”
"You are now enjoying your re-
ward," Rich said. His tone was not
quite so curt, but it remained un-
convinced. "Anyone could pardon-
ably mistake you for a glamour gal,
my sweet. With all the endowments
and encumbrances, even to the male
chorus doing their dance routine.”
So Andres and Justin, and their
'marked attention to her, had not
escaped him.
"Mr. Tannahill is a lamb,”
Leitha said by way of reply. "He
likes for me to have a little recre-
ation. He thinks I earn it And it
does help one's morale, you know.”
“Since when has your morale
needed a lift?” Rich asked. "What
say we sit a while? I spy a summer-
house. or whatever you call such
objects in kingdoms like this.”
“You need not be so green with
envy,” she said, as they sat down
in the summerhouse.
Rich snorted. "Envy! I wouldn’t
have this shebang and its entour-
age of hired help for any consider-
ation. The old gent’s not so bad.
You have to feel kind of sorry for
him. Anyone with as much filthy
lucre as be has accumulated—”
Rich Considers
Justin's Plight
“Why?” Leitha interrupted.
This was exactly the attitude she
had known he would take, but now
it held personal implications, al-
though he could not know that
"Because the world to changing,”
Rich said. “His sort are outnum-
bered, deadwood. No one has a right
to so much wealth and power.”
Those had been Leitha’s thoughts,
too. They still were. Yet it made
a difference that they were now dis-
cussing her grandfather — herself,
one day, perhaps!
She said, "Couldn't a person do
good with power and wealth? You
know the flaws in equal division.
Divide everything and it would not
be long until some would have more
than others, acquired by the indi-
vidual's own initiative and persist-
ence. In other words, it to all too
true that the poor will always be
with us.”
later that evening.
After seeing her patient back to
his quarters, she had returned
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