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WE NEED tOUGH, PLIABLE MINDS
The United State at this moment facen several
situations in which precedent is no guide. Other such
situations are certain to develop,
The past, except in the most general way, i no
guide. Countries which have clung to past precedents
have Kone under.
\V*; need every ounce of mental resiliency we can
mmon bo guide our course through shoals that loom up
irectiy ahead.
Fo¡r instance: The United Stales has officially de-
clared that it will not tolerate transfer of New World
iictil from one Old World country to another. That is
not new. It goes back 100 years. But new techniques
may be desirable in enforcing it.
The United States does not covet,, for its own sake,
any more territory in the Western Hemisphere or else
where. French island or continental posHessions we dn
not want to annex. Yet we will not ttei- litem fall to Mil lar
or any other European power.
What to do?
When a colony's home government is destroyed or
ceasaa to function, that colony becomes automatically
an independent country. The French possessions in the
New World are small and defenseless. They could not
maintain such an independent status by their own strength.
But to whose interest is it that they become inde-
pendent rather than fall into the hands of European
conquerors? To that of all the 21 republics! So why
should not all of those American countries join in guar-
anteeing this new-found independence? It is true that the
major share in defending such countries would probably
fall to the United States, But that is no reason why all
uhoukl not «bare to the extent that they can Dr. Oswald
Aranna of Brazil has already
answer should e
suggested some such final
ency develop,
Ite this has ever been done. Vet is
it not better than annexation, which would stir again
in South American breasts distrust of "The Colossus of
the North?"
That situation of France itself is uncertain at this
it—that of her overseas possessions is more so.
situation may clarify at any moment—action may
be necessary. The American nations should meet im-
mediately and decide in advance that they will resolutely
face their responsibilities in this connection if circum-
stances so dictate.
The United States would prefer this kind of joint
action. But if other American countries draw back or
hesitate, necessity may force the United States to act.
THE VOICE OF DESTRUCTION SPEAKS
' '
At last the Nazi war aims are declared. Robert
Ley, head of the German Labor Front, tells us that his
master seeks only "to bring Europe an<l the world to
their senses, and thereby make them happy."
What kind of sensible and happy Continent will
remain if the Nazi war machine triumphs is a question
Judging by the fate of Austria, Czechoslovakia, Poland,
Denmark, Holland, Belgium, and France, that part of
the earth would hardly be a Paradise. But we have
heard this kind of talk before—direct from the lips of
Hitler himself, in a remarkable book by Hermann
Rausching, former confident of the Fuehrer.
Month ago. in his "The Voice of Destruction,"
Dr. Batischning described in detail the things now happen-
ing in Europe—the ruthless drive on neutrals, the Fifth
COnifrin tactics, the vast transfers of populations, t.he
enslavement of whole peoples. His other prophecies, there
fóre, deBerve careful consideration. If they are as accurate
as the predictions now rapidly becoming facts, we must
flil avimtunllv b@ affected
For according to Dr. Rauschining, Hitler is bent on
world domination. Democracy is to be supplanted by
National Socialism in this country, Mexico and South
America. Here is how Hitler himself describes tha first
his campaign: "Anti-Semitic propaganda in ail
■UK: 'flfeí -Mgeagig
H
DAN HARDEE
(Continued from PAGE ONK)
people and not Jusl one or two
I feel that I can «•otuluot I lie af-
fair* of the office In such a way
uh to unci ihft aj'in'oval of (lie
imiHsw of the | it-op Hi of Hutr.hin-
non coilnty. ami I .shall ever keep
lu mind Hint It m fur better to
Mop a crime than In catch a crim-
inal.
Ilan Harden
DAVIS
(Continued from Pago CINE)
"In the meantime, I «hall try
to meet and talk with us many
of our cltlceiiM as possible. that
I might better express my appro
elation of the interest taken in
my campaign. I want everyoin1 to
know Ihut reinardless of whether
1 am elected. I sincerely uppre
cíate efforts belli ; made In my
behalf."
GOP LEADERS
(Continued (rom PAO® ONK)
lice presidential uouilnation.
Dewey, discussion the uoinhin-
llou of Henry L ¡-'Unison and
Col Prank Knox republican ,
to the Hoohi v'eli cabinet, saltl
l.ltey represented view# regañido
tin "Interventionist." He added.
however, that they were compe-
tent and that he would vote to
confirm their nomination it he j en "first of all."
were a member of the scuute. I Then it added:
their novei iiineui by telephone
The new.-, (hut tht> war would
ttol lie over until after the uoro-
t hit ions with Mussolini hud been
completed was rtot surprising, for
durlftfs the day the French cabinet
hail announced formally the con-
elusion of tile surrender with Ohi-
nuuiy wiiH only the step to lie tuk.
Tuft asserted he would vote
co conform Knox and Ktlriisoi.
plw« public liearlntis develop
ed Information he did not at
present possess.
Wlllkie also said that if he
were u senator, he would vole
t« confirm Htlmsou and Knox,
HARD
(Continued from PACK ONK)
thlrtleih street station, Willi
kle pooh-poohed ull lalk of a
"«top Wllkle" movement with an
assertion that other candidate*
did not control their delegates I o
such an extent, and flatly as-
sorted he would not accept the
asked all of th,. negotiators to
use In résped lo those who hud
(alien.
Tin n. In Marshal Foch'* old-
fashioned car, i lie pens were put
to paper.
TH French ileloKuiion livid
KimgKl''d with their problem for
more ihun 27 hours and In Mor
(feuux the Frrneh cabinet had
held itaelf in readiness for the
lust great decision.
in ii little barely-furnished lent
near ill" railway or the French
agents kept communication with
"Not until after a discussion
with the latter country, (Italy)
can the Kiwriimenl bitlbg a def-
inite judgment on the whole sll-
uution of double negotiations and
lake decisions 111 the best Inter,
ests of the country."
Whil. annou^eiiwm of. Ule ttf;
lunt of tht|X French surrender In
Us getiiils awalKtd the conclusion
or the rapilillation to Mussolini,
this much seamed certain:
That France lis* been compel,
led to promise a complete halt lo
any ri'sisuwiee of any sort; lo
h< lp In at I en* I some ways — per.
Imps as a supplier of iiiunitioiiK
and the like — In Germany's war
UKillnst Hi lliiin; and to agree lo
a broad reconstruction, of contin-
ental Fui-ope alona the lines that
Hitler wants it to In* rebuilt.
These were explained yesterday
as th' eenlral purposes or his de-
mands and it was clearly under-
stood that only u yes or no ans-
wer would suffice.
• ;
Whnt Helps Horner, Helps Yon
Ford Exposition Again Leads Fair
in an
indispensable medium for the
n of our political campaign. You will see how
we shall nfgjjj in order to upset the ideas and
world, simply and purely by
w: i
the criteria of the
attacking Judaism."
The writer predict that this continent is scheduled
for a war of nerves throiigh typical Fifth Column tactics,
fact, the elementa of disunity and sabotage are already
When Europe is made "happy" by the
i German rulers will turn West.
fa ample warning. In the light of recent events,
it cannot be ignored. It should now be apparent to us
tjift subversive elementa begin by creating anti-
anti-Catholic and every other kind of "anti"
crafty minds can devise—all designed to
into small, quarreling factions. Meanwhile,
propaganda and organizing efforts are aimed
up a Fifth Column of supporters throughout
« know what faces us. Now is the time to arm our-
'y with guns and airplanes but with a stern
to tolerate no Trojan horse movement here.
¡ill
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• SfRIAL STORY
Ticket to
Hollywood V
BY W. H, PEARS
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Francie
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CHAPTER IV
IpRANCIE slept on a tear-wet
1 pillow. She uwukened lute,
sunsliine curled like u warm, yel-
low kitten on her bed. The gentle
breeze puffed ut the lace eurtuins.
She brushed her hair languidly,
studying her face in the mirror.
1 jist night's tears had lefl shadows
under )u:r eyes. No color showed
In her smooth, young cheeks.
Franela suddenly felt herself very
much the Lady of Sorrow. She
urrunged her hair in severe lines
uwuy from her ears, and scorned
all make-up.
Downstairs she paused outside
the living room, hearing her father
say. "As usual, Hat, you're mak-
ing Wagnerian tragedy out of a
simple quarrel. Francle'll patch
things up with Ouaty and forget
ull ubout this fool ticket."
Aunt Hat said, "Indeed, John?
I hardly expected you to under-
stand."
"I think I understand Francie,"
Mr. Weston said quietly. "She's
got too much common sense to let
this get her down."
"Young dreams . . Aunt Hat
murmured. "How little a man un-
derstands them I A soul crying for
artistic expression. Ah, the poor
•hild."
As if this were her cue. Francie
entered U e room. Without con-
scious effort, she had slipped into
the role assigned to hur by Aunt
Hut. The white, quilted robe made
her seem fragile. Her eyes held
u faraway look.
John Weaton scrutinized his
daughter sharply. "Good morning,
dear. Have a «ood sleep?"
"I—-I guess so, Fops."
"Is anything wrong, Francie?"
John Weston asked. "1 saw you
go out with Gusty last night.
Hnven't you patched up ycui
quarrel.'"
Francie said frigidly, "My opin-
ion of Gusty Gair hus not changed,
Pops."
"Oh." He returned to the Sun-
day paper, his brow furrowed.
From the kitchen Aunt Hat
called, "Do have coffee, deur."
Francie obeyed languidly. Tip-
ping the dripolator, Aunt Hat
whispered, "Did you get it, Fran-
cie? Oh, you did! You show the
strain you've been under. That's
it, isn't it, Francie?"
Truth, poised upon Fruncie's
tongue, wus never uttered. Aunt
Hat wus so eager, so suri that her
could it make? Pops wouldn t take
them to Hollywood, anyway.
She said, "Everything s ull right,
Aunt Hut."
•Oh, darling, I'm so glad!
You've no idea what this trip
means to me."
Francie said, "You're pretty sure
Pops will go."
"Trust me, Francie. I've only
begun to work on him."
* *
rIE next few days bore out
Aunt Hut's assertion. Morning
and evening Francie would hear
the discussion guing on. Unwit-
tingly. she herself contributed to
the cause by falling deeper into
her Ludy of Sorrow role. Eucli
day she waited for Gutfty to come
and beg forgiveness, but he re-
mained stubbornly away. Each
day Francle's pallor deepened.
At the dinner table Wednesduy
evening, John Weston said, "Fran-
cie, you haven't eaten a thing all
week. You're losing weight. Just
what is the matter?"
Francie said wanly, "Nothing,
Pops."
"Your Aunt Hot doesn't agree.
Francie. She thinks you need a
change. Hollywood, perhaps. Ho*/
does that sound?"
"Why. Pops, I—"
"Oh, John," Aunt.Hat bubbled,
"you've really decided to take us?"
"I'm trying to look at it un-
selfishly," John Weston admitted.
"Goodness knows I don't want to
be the only one to enjoy the vaca-
tion. I can fish in California, I
guess."
For a moment Francie was in-
tected with her aunt's enthusiasm.
Even without the ticket it would
be fun. And you could never tell
what might happen. Some big di-
lectior might see her and . . .
"It's u lung trip," Mr. Weston
wus saying, "but maybe it'll do
us all good Hat's worked hard
otul deserves a rest. And I'm hop-
ing, Francie, that once you've sat-
isfied your curiosity uboul Holly-
wood, you'll get your appetite back
and be a normal girl. Well, do
you like the idea?"
"Oh, Pops . . Francie hugged
him tight. "You're so swell to us.
I I think I'll have one of those
pork chops now . . ."
• * *
r[E week busUed by in a frenzy
of shopping und pucking.
There wes no time to think of
Gusty. Whenever Aunt Hat men-
tioned the ticket, Francie evaded
a direct answer. She didn't want
to lie. nor could she bring herself
to tell the truUv Aunt Hut's whole
vacation would be ruined if she
knew.
Fridav evening John Weaton
said. "I hud Gusty tune up « •
car today. Frande"
Francie feigned disinterest, want
on packing.
"He asked about tha trip, whit
route we were taking and all. I
told him he ought to drop ovar
and soy goodby."
Francie blushed. "Pop«. you
shouldn't . . ."
"Gusty said he guessed It
wouldn't be such u hot Idea."
"N-no, it wouldn't," Franela
¡juid.
But she watched for him all
evening. Now that Gusty kne<v
she was going, the only decent
thing he could do would Itw to
bring her the ticket. ... At 10
o'clock she gave up and went to
bed. ¿
John WeBton had everyone
awake at daylight. They ware all
too excited to eat breakfast. When
they finally piled Into the big
sedan, Francie could hardly be-
lieve they were starUng for Holly-
wood. Why, anything could hap-
pen in Hollywood! She might even
see Jerry Finney ...
"Say goodby to the old town
for a whole month," Mr. Weaton
laughed.
Francie gazed back at the un-
impressiv" skyline of Elspeth City.
How drab it looked! How glad aha
was lo get away from it! From
small-minded people like Gusty
Galr.
Mr. Weaton said. "Think lia'll
wait for you, Frai.cle?"
"I—1 don't want him to!" Fran-
cie cried. "I'm through with
Gusty." # , .
And yet, as they drove along,
she caught herself worrying
about all the girls in Elspeth City
who were crazy over Gusty. They
were always chasing after him.
Well, they'd have u clear field
now All Francie hoped was that
no one like that disgusting Tilda
Bluke would euteh Gusty.
John Weslon drove ut u mod-
erate speed. Francie, In a fever
of excitement, wondered how she
could stand the lo- • hours unUl
they got to Hollyv
At sundown, Mr Weston de-
cided to stop at the next cabin
camp. They pulled up before a
long row of stucco buildings und
he went inside to register.
Aunt Hat had gone to Inspect
the sleeping quarters. Francie was
alone in the car. Suddenly she sat
upright in astonishment. She
could scarcely believe her eyes.
Down the road sped a debilitated
old roadster. Behind the wheel
sat a black-haired young man.
He slowed down as he passed and
mooed his assorted cow horns.
He raised one hand In the air,
grinned. "Hi-yah, Sugar!" Gusty
Galr bellowed.
(toll.
"<*•' ~ "ill
mLhmhéí
HM
SERIAL STORY
Ticket to Hollywood
m
m W. H. PEARS
wA®,
/PHIS Is Just part of the record-
breaking crowd of 110,000 per-
sons who streamed through the
Ford Exposition on Memorial Day.
It was the greatest throng In Ford
Itlon history —and the Ford
ittton led the entire Fair lu
attendance last year — exceed!
the beat single-day attendance
last season which reaehed the
attrk of *,ooo.
mont features are helping swell at-
tendance at the New York World's
Fair thla season.
Important among these 1140 at-
tractions Is the free ahow given
hourly in the new Ford Playhouae.
In that handsome theatre Dobbin,
the dancing horse, capers through
routine twelve times a day aa
star of the rollicking ballet, "a
Times Neigh, a technl-
A unique three-ring circus in
whloh Ford tractors put on a pa-
rade, marching, pirouetting, back-
ing and filling, not to nppUon do-
ing formation plowli
cultivating, la cl
aa *ell aa visiting
are daily free concerts In
Court.
Tha
I KnTIiüHOAYi Afltir her «war-
rrl nitli (¡unir, Prnni-lr na*unir
■ languid nlr, rrfttnra lo ml. %V r-
rli'it. John Wmion annlijr agree*
in drive tu llullrwuud. Mm aliiki
um, Kmni'li- la aurprlaml wlwii n
rimdaii-r drlvra up. And wavtag
lu her I Ouaty!
CHAPTER V
Gusty really going to
Hollywood? This question
crashed through Francis's slum-
bers and sent her out Into the
pink, clear morning before Aunt
Hat was awake.
She strolled along the board-
walk that led to the small restau-
rant connected with the cabin
camp. Her appetite and her
curiosity gnawed simultaneously,
enormously.
As she entered the restaurant
a familiar voice smote her ears.
"Gusty!"
He stared at her. Francie, slim
In blue slacks, with a cherry-red
scarf over her amber hair, stared
back. Color swept Into her cheeks
and her brown eyes flashed.
"Well, well, so you're still fol-
lowing ma?" Gusty said loudly.
"Me? Fallowing you? Francie
bit her Up. "I'd say it was Just
the other way around."
Gusty winked at the Waitress
"She loves me," ha said, Jerking
his head toward Francie.
The proper thing, Francie felt,
would be to freeze him with u
glance und depart. But she
couldn't du that. Not with simply
dozens of questions buzzing
through her head. She choked
down her pride and seated herself
ut the counter.
Gusty meanwhile was attacking
n pair of enormous fried cakes.
Francie, her appetite gone, made
i at her waffle
listless passes
Gusty finally
:e.
"Gonna
listen to me broadcast, Frunció?
Maybe I can get tickets so you
can be In the audience."
"I happen to have some plans
of my own," Francie retorted.
"Okay, don't b* nasty about It."
Francie put down her fork.
"You're really going to try to get
to Hollywood?"
"Darn right," he declared. "You
know, Saturday night after you
tried to chisel—"
"I—I didn't!"
"All
1 got to
to mysolf, 'you '
chance like this.
kTSÍ
the stool and stood by Francie.
"Come on, Sugar, don't be u sore-
head, Yuu tried to get the ticket.
I was too smart for you. Let*
torget about It and be friends. 1
got a forgiving nature."
Francie gasped, but before she
could retort her father and Aunt
Hat entered. Aunt Hot ignored
Gusty. Mr. Weston gave him a
friendly clap on the shoulders.
"Glad to see you, son. I sup-
pose you'll be leaving us today?"
"No, sir," Gusty grinned. "I'm
not pouring the coal to the old
bus. I kinda figure I'll stick close
to you folks—just in case you have
trouble or something."
"Well, now, that's kind of you,
Gusty," Mr. Weston said.
"You see, I thought maybe, If
you don't need Francie to drive,
she could ride with me today. We
can meet you wherever you're go-
ing to stop."
"It's agreeable with me," Mr.
Weston said, "but at the moment
the lady seems disinclined."
• *
WITH Francie driving they soon
left Gu«ty's old roadster be-
hind. In the back seat, Aunt Hat
was curious about Gusty's pres-
ence.
"Francie, dear, huve you any
idea why the boy should be going
to Hollywood?"
Francie pretended to be occu-
pied with the nmd. "It—it's just
one of his crazy ideas, Aunt 1 iat."
Mr. Weston said, "It's more than
that, If you ask me, Francis The
boy hasn't much money. He fnust
be pretty sure that ticket's on the
Ibvel."
"tt t he hasn't—" Aunt Hat
aunt's
r. It was
Tonight,
drifted Into silence.
Francie could sea 1
in the rear view
puckered with
tell Aunt
tfthare w;
aaw, vtft mama .1
.,o ¿sí ?Jb
barbecue. Gusty was accompanied
by a shabby man whom he proud-
ly Jntraduced as "Blubber."
jumn. itni. fun
complexion,
that rolled
jl ..i-a ■ . i
airecfnem
"Sure, kid. Let's eat."
"He's good on the old glttar, all
Gusty went on. TTonlght
we're having ajlttle jam session
Hlw
right," Gusty went on
having a little jt
about It, Blubber?"
Blubber's rolling eyaa came to
rest on Aunt Hat's two-carat soli-
taire. He nodded dreamily. "Sure,
kid, a jaw session. Let's eat."
Gusty and Blubber moved to the
counter. Mr. Weston bent towi
Francie, spoke In a whisp
"Franc' , I want to get G
away from tftnt Allow wil
arousing his suspicion. In a
minutes you 0*11 htm outside."
"But, Pops, I don't—"
"Franclei"
When John Weston used a car-
tain tone, neither Francie nor
Aunt Hot ever ar
A moment later
and Gusty followed her outsldu.
"Decide to give yourself a break
and be friends?" he as&d.
"I have not!" Francie retorted.
"Pops wants to talk to you."
John Weston stopped ostensibly
to light his pipe. "Gusty, I hate
to meddle, but I'd advise you to
get rid of that fellow."
Gusty said, "Don't worry, Blub-
ber's okay. Gosh, any guy that
can send a gittar like he does . .
"Sending a guitar, I tear, is no
criterion of honeaty." Mr. Weston
walked away.
Without thinking, Francia
"Pleuse tuko Pops' udvlca, f
"Okay, Sugur, I'll ditch Blub
. . . If you'll ride with me."
"I will not!" F'. ancle flung hep-
self away from htm In a fury.
• ♦ •
npHJS tourist cabins whara they
* stopped thai night w— —•
back among tall trees. At I
Mr, Weaton left Francie an.
Hat and retired to his own
next door.
For a long time, F
with her arms behind
thinking of Gusty.
what happened to
sUU, the memory of
faee gave her a at
her stomach.
And then, aa If to
there came
the
trui
if^eatV
nearby
slept with
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