Memphis World
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1950-08-11
Lewis O. Swingler

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Enlistments Are Always In Order
Editor: The Negro is once again getting his share of:
the credit in helping this nation win a war. It has always
struck me as being very peculiar, that when it comes time to
face the front lines, how the so-called caste class always pats
the Negro on the back. Then, when the heat of battle has
ceased, patriotism soon ends and you still have two strikes on
you by virtue of being born a Negro.
Facing the front lines in time of war is a very unpleasant 
task. House to house fighting, while it does afford a
great degree of cover, is one of the most difficult. The enemy 
has just as much chance as you. My deepest sympathy
goes out to our Negro troops on foreign shores and to their
families. One has to experience the horrors, rigors, the hell
and high water of war, to know just what the Negro as well
as the Caucasian soldier has to endure.
I am cognizant of the fact that no one race can win a
war. Teamwork and cooperation is needed at all times. Every 
man on the battlefield has to know just what is going on.
The Negro has always been a well disciplined soldier. History 
will tell you that in this nation's six major wars the Negro 
has done his job well. I am glad that all the members
of Congress know this. However, some still take an adverse
attitude toward the Negro. This fact you can deduce by
noting some of the important legislation that our President
has tried to get our elected legislators to pass.
In quoting the news, "the 25th division was rushed to
Korea without thought of race. They went in there to do a
job and are doing it." The 24th regiment which consists of
Negro fighting troops is a part of the 25th division, the
aforementioned has reference thereto. Wouldn't it be nice
if in peacetime this same message were carried out? A projectile 
knows no color, it picks out no particular race to destroy 
on the battlefield. Otherwise stated, a missle traveling:
through space faster than the speed of sound is not prejudiced; 
what it strikes, it destroys.
The United States has entered into charters, treaties,
and alliances with foreign nations ever since the start of our
great nation. The documents are interesting instruments
of rhetoric and literary work. They never hold up. Some
foreign nation always violates some section of these documents. 
Writing, talking, statesmen making hegiras to Europe, 
diplomacy, are of no effect. The United States has to
step in and use blood and iron to settle the issues involved.
Then we, in these United States are molded into one mighty
race; fighting for one cause; to preserve democracy. How
many say yes? How many say no?—How many don't know?
When the fighting is over, (I hope it ends soon), the
Negroes who are fortunate enough to live through it will
again be seeking jobs, education, housing, and it in not for
the so called inherited class to deny them of their privileges
warranted by the Constitution.
The Negro is a fighter . . . There are times in the heat.
of battle he runs out of ammunition, bayonets, and grenades;
he is never a quitter, he simply starts fighting with his fists.
The Negro on the battlefield sets a standard that is a credit
to his race. The test cannot be measured in the prize ring,
the opera, or in the ball park. The real shibboleth is when
you are grouped in numbers, struck down on the field of battle, 
blood begins to flow which leaves a stain on the cold
ground so that all posterity and future historians can write
that these Negroes shed their blood in defense of their country. 
We do not ask for glory, profit or gain: we ask only
that the laws be interpreted and enforced as they are written 
and now on the statute books.
I might add at this time that all men who are so bitter
against veterans preference in jobs, bonuses, hospitalization,
and schooling, that this nation is now in need. Those men
with strong backs can get out on the battlefield and throw
some grenades. About the best way I know to disable a tank
is to throw some grenades at the tank's tracks, the resulting
explosion will knock the tracks off and the tank is no longer
something to fear. It is the duty of every able bodied man
to help out when his country is in peril. The woman of America 
can do most of the office and factory work. Enlistments 
are always in order during the time of war. This fact
should be noted by all concerned. Think it over,-Sterling
Davis, 607 Olson Highway, Minneapolis. Minnesota. July 22,
1950.

HEADLINES&BYLINES
SILAS P. WASHINGTON
"The great moments 
of history
are the facilities
of performance
through the
strength of ideas,
as the works 'of
genius and religion. 
'A man, said
Oliver Cromwell,'
never rises so high
as when he knows
going" . . . Emerson.
All one has to do is to look around
him and he will find in practically
every phase of his environment examples 
of thing going through
regular cycles. We have not so long
ago (June 21) experienced the summer 
solstice, only a casual observer 
will detect that our days are getting 
shorter. Figs are in season now,
and will be gone sooner than you
think.
Daily we leave our homes, go
about our regular business, and finally 
return home only to repeat
the process the next day. Usually
we reach maturity (or at least)
think that we do), choose mates.
beget our offspring and care for the
next generation. Sooner than you
realize those same little babies of
yours start the process you have
just completed and make grandparents 
of you. To lovers it is apparent—I 
suppose—that the moon
is changing and all of the denotations 
and conmotation pertaining
there to are changing also. Yes,
truly the pendulum—literally and
figuratively—swing back and forth.
In like manner the events of
history repeat themselves. It seems
like yesterday when I saw the news
flashes in the movies of the 24th
infantry down on the border—an
incident which preceded World War
I. I can remember my youthful
pride when I read and saw pictures 
of those husky 24th infantrymen 
making good on the deserts
of Mexico. I can also remember my
delight in talking at that time to
a colored sergeant-formerly of the
25th infantry—who was temporarily
stationed at Fort Adams in Newport, 
Rhode Island, my home town.
He had with him his very pretty
twin whose mother was a Filipino.
To me at that early date in my
life the Phillipines seemed so far
away. Also at that time in Newport
a colored infantryman with his
Filipino wife and children was
somewhat of a novelty and cynosure 
of all eyes. Then too, almost
all young colored boys were talking 
about the 24th, 25th, and 9th
and 10th calvaries. The names of
Pershing, MacArthur. etc. were
known, but were not so famous
then as now.
Later on we had the Manchurian
affair the rape of Ethiopia and the
Spanish Civil War. All of them
seem to have been trimming for
World War II. We hate to think
of it but we know that what took
place in World War II made World
the War I seem a bit tame by comparison 
Suffice it to say in passing 
our boys were there also, and
crowned themselves with glory
Penning was no longer active, but
he was consulted from time to

time. The story of MacArthur is
too well know to even be mentioned. 

Now we are again at the crossroads 
and hardly know which way
to go. Our leaders do not seem to
know. At least they are not saying
if they do. The columnists of such
great statue as Walter Lippman are
simply speculating. As far as I can
tell everyone seems bewildered This
is only one illustration but I could
quot for you others similar to this
one with little or no effort Earl
Richert, Scripps, Howard Staff
Writer, writes of Economic Controls
in the Memphis Press Scimitar of
July 27,1950; And so it goes Washington 
is going thru the same throes
of indecision as it did ten years
ago when the problem; were much
the same. 'I guess we'll have to
learn all over again the hard way,
said the economist who believes Mr.
Baruch is right."
All of this brines us to my conclusion 
that we are disturbed again
and no one—not even our wisest
ones—seem to know Just what to
do. As was stated at the outlet
history seems to repeat Itself The
24th and 29th are again in the
headlines and the very thick of It.
MacArthur's name is again very
common arid important. Let us
hope and pray that we are again
at the doubtful phase when man.
i. e. the world is at the doubtful
phase of his cycle Just perceding
his rise to his greatest statue.
Yes, we hope that is Cromwell
said that man, through the Unite
Nations, 'new rises so high a
when he ton not whither he is
going."

Gen'l Baptists

ganfield, Tuesday, August 15; Rev
G. D. McGhee, Tuesday afternoon;
Rev. H. L. Davis, Wednesday morning, 
August 16; Mrs. Alice Bailey
ho will give her annual address
Wednesday afternoon as president of
who Woman's Auxiliary; Rev. R. C.
Gallion, Wednesday evening.
The Association proper gets down
of its work Thursday, August 17
with the Moderator presiding. Rev,
. W. Williams will deliver the introductory 
sermon during the morning 
session and in the afternoon
hursday the Moderator's Annual
address will be given. All officer
nor to the annual message will
make their annual reports.
Rev. W. M. Brown will deliver
doctrinal Sermon Thursday evening. 

Principal speakers Friday, August
8, will be Rev. B. T. Clark, who
Till talk on Christian Preaching
on Rural Churches; Rev. B. T
Dumas, who will deliver the Misionary 
Sermon; Rev A. Edmondon, 
who will deliver the Memoria
sermon Friday afternoon; and Rev.
Roy W. Norsworthy, the Educational 
Sermon Friday night.

ASSOCIATION PROPER
OPENS THURSDAY, AUGUST 17

ganfield, Tuesday, August 15; Rev
G. D. McGhee, Tuesday afternoon;
Rev. H. L. Davis, Wednesday morning, 
August 16; Mrs. Alice Bailey
ho will give her annual address
Wednesday afternoon as president of
who Woman's Auxiliary; Rev. R. C.
Gallion, Wednesday evening.
The Association proper gets down
of its work Thursday, August 17
with the Moderator presiding. Rev,
. W. Williams will deliver the introductory 
sermon during the morning 
session and in the afternoon
hursday the Moderator's Annual
address will be given. All officer
nor to the annual message will
make their annual reports.
Rev. W. M. Brown will deliver
doctrinal Sermon Thursday evening. 

Principal speakers Friday, August
8, will be Rev. B. T. Clark, who
Till talk on Christian Preaching
on Rural Churches; Rev. B. T
Dumas, who will deliver the Misionary 
Sermon; Rev A. Edmondon, 
who will deliver the Memoria
sermon Friday afternoon; and Rev.
Roy W. Norsworthy, the Educational 
Sermon Friday night.

Would Segregate

o reference to a curtain, emphasizing 
seating arrangement.
Full text of the railroad order follows: 


Washington, D. C.
June 29, 1950


: Seating Passengers in
Dining Cars.

(1) Passengers seeking dining car
service shall be seated at vacant
seats in the Diner in the order of
their entrance into the Diner. Waiting 
passengers must not unduly
block the aisles of the Dining Car.
(2) The steward shall seat Diners
so as to promote efficient service
with comfort and satisfaction to the
Diners. For example, when practicable 
parties of two, three or four, will
be seated together. When entering
singly, women will be seated with
women, men with men, young people 
with young people, elderly persons 
with elderly persons, white persons 
with white persons, and Negroes 
with Negroes. In following
the above illustrations, Stewards
will bear in mind (occupied space
permitting), white passengers should
be seated from the Buffet or Kitchen 
end of the Dining car and- Negroes 
from the opposite end. (From
the ends towards the Middle.) No passenger 
seeking Dining car service
during the meal hour shall be refused 
such service when there is a vacant 
seat in the Diner.
(3) It is the Immediate duty of
the Dining car steward to seat passengers 
in the Diner and under the
General Jurisdiction of the Passenger 
Conductor to maintain good order 
among the passengers and afford 
prompt service to them.
(4) 
R. K. McCLAIN,
Assistant Vice-President.

Pres. Truman

ism.
"This unequivocal by the Elks in
defense of liberty gives me new
confidence for the task."
The resolution of the Pacific
States Association of Elks pledged
"united and loyal support to the
President in his derision to use the
armed forces of the United States
in support of the Security Council
of the United Nations in its efforts
to maintain democratic processes
in the Republic of Korea".

Crucial Chinju

the southern front was seen in Tokyo 
as an attempt to sertngthen the
critical southern sector.
Tuesday, the 24th participated in
a close-quarter fight to save the
sole supply road between Masan and
Chinju.
An infiltrating force of approximately 
20 Reds grabbed a hill over
looking 
the road soon after the Negro 
troops vacated the grounds.
Units of the 24th had received
orders a few hours earlier to clear
the village of Haman, on the main
road from Masan to Chinju, They
had descended the hill and were in
trucks when the Reds opened fire
from the positions the Americans
had occupied a few minutes before. 

The screaming bursts of automatic 
fire caught members of the
24th packed tightly in trucks. Casualties, 
however, were light and
most of the trucks were able to
move to safety.
Lieutenant Thomas M. Pico, of
Perth Amboy, N. J., said the troops
did not panic and drivers managed 
to keep their trucks on the narrow, 
dangerous road.
Later the 3rd battalion of the
24th Regiment was pinned down by
small arms fire. Tanks were rushed 
to the scene, and planes fired
rockets on the high wooded ridge
where the enemy was intrenched.

LOOKING THINGS OVER
By HELEN CALDWELL DAY
The papers,
have devoted a
lot of space to the
Willie McGee case
lately. I know that
are glad at the
stay of execution
and glad at the
interference of
Congress in Willie's 
behalf. Some
people say that the Civil Rights
Congress is a Communist dominated 
organization. I don't know wheher 
that is true or not; but I am
lad, for all our sakes that the
more reputable organizations for
Negro rights are keeping hands"
off" in this deplorable case.
If you will think a moment, putting 
aside emotions and those feelings 
of racial solidarity which make
you see Willie McGee as a poor Negro 
boy fighting alone against while
people, instead of a criminal who
has broken the laws of God and society, 
you will see why I say this
understand how easy it is to sec
Willie as one of us and connect his
late with our own, yet in this case,
this would seem unwarranted. This
man has been convicted three times,
in three courts of rape.
The chances then of his being
wholly innocent of any unlawful
relations with the woman involved
are extremely remote, almost negeligible. 
So, at best any defense of
this man by a Negro or pro-Negro
organization is a defence of immorality. 
At worst, it is a defense of
crime. And that is exactly what we
don't want.
Too many people have spent too
many years, working, suffering and
making untold sacrifice in order to
promote a better understanding and
cooperation between the races and
in order to build a better society in
which all can live in peace and
harmony, to have it all town down
or destroyed now by some rash, vain
and uncalled for act in defence of
wrong doing.
We also are sorry that Willie McGee 
has to die for his of tense. But
if capital punishment is Justified
at all, it is justified in this kind
of case as much as in murder or
kidnapping, the other crimes which
carry the death penalty. We are
too inclined to see the woman, as
white instead of just a woman. But
if we think what rape is we see
that it doesn't matter.
The human body is in one tense,
a sacred thing. St. Paul speaks of it
as the "temple of God." ("Know ye
not that your members are the
temple of the Holy Ghost") This
is the house in which we dwell, the
guardians and expressors of our
personalities. It is a thing integrally 
and intrinsically, a part of us so
that its thief or rape is more than
the thief or rape of having but one
being. And if that is true of any

human body, how much more so
that of a woman in whom life itself
is created! When we remember that
it was in the body of a woman that
the word of God became incarnate
we can no longer consider this a
little thing.
And we can in no wise countenance 
or seek to Justify the criminal
abuse in any way, of one person's
body by another. On the contrary,
we are bound to make, defend and
enforce those laws which protect
the dignity and integrity of the human 
person as well as the human
life until such a time that such
laws are no longer necessary.
Certainly no group, least of all
a despised minority group like our
own, can go on record as one which
excuses or justifies such wrongs.
The question would immediately
raise itself "Is this what they are
fighting for? Is this the kind of
society which they seek to build
one which recognizes no absoluteof 
right and wrong? If the question
is answered in the affirmative, we
can easily understand why many,
would rather die than see such a
society live.
And oddly enough (perhaps because 
of the former frequency with
which our people have defended
Negro offenders against white society 
even when the former were
wrong) many white people do believe 
that we only seek the end of
segregation and beginning of real
liberty and equality in order that
we may further such bestial and
inhuman ends as these. They really
believe that we are naturally immoral 
and defenders of immorality.
Of course that is far from being
true, but people who take the stand
the Civil Rights Congress has taken 
do not prove that is untrue.
We all know that there are times
when Justice miscarries in southern 
courts when a Negro is involved 
against whites: we all know that
sometimes a Negro is unjustly accused, 
convicted and sentenced for
a crime in which he had no part of
prejudice, jealousy or spite.
In a case where there are grave
reasons to question a court's decision, 
where there is some evidence 
or proof of the Negro's innocence 
of any wrong doing, we are
not merely justified but obligated
to go to his defense and assistance,
if we can. However such doubts,
proof or evidence must really exist.
If they do in this case, we have
heard and seen little of them but
had instead methodical attempt
made to play upon the emotions
and sympathies of the Negro people. 

Therefore, it would seem a wise
thing for those of us who seek a
Christian Society for all, with the
rights of all guaranteed and protected 
by laws men believe in, consider 
the McGee case closed and accept 
the court's decisions. The best
thing we can do now for the man
is to pray for him and those like
him who recognize no law but that
of desire and know no discipline.
And bend every effort to teaching
our youth by word and examples
Christian ethics to prevent their
following in his footsteps.

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Fifty Designs For
Selassie's Palace
A total 
of SO designs were submitted
here during the past year by architects 
from Europe and America for
the new palace of Emperor Haile
Selassie of Ethiopia.
A Jury of five men are busy Judging 
the qualifications of each design. 
The designer of the whining
palace will earn a prize of $10,000.
The Ethiopian empereor already
owns two personal palaces, several
suburban villas, and two palaces for
his sons—so he wants a new one.

Blood on the STARS
Copyright 1948, by oll holiday
Distributed by King Features Syndicate
"EVERY bit of this is a pack of
nonsence,' said Mark Dustin wearily. 
"1 would trust Ceil wild every
dime I've got . . . any tune and anywhere." 

"We've had plenty of cases
where wealthy men trusted their
wives and . . . " Painter remarked.
Dustin let out a snari of rage
and painfully lifted himself to a
sitting position, turned about, and
slowly swung his legs from the
bed. "I won't lie here and listen to
such insults. None of this is helping 
find Celia. She may be in
danger. We're waiting time Here
when we should be out searching
for her."
"Take it easy." Shayne moved
over, caught up his legs and put
them back on the bed, then went
to the door and called the doctor.
He said, "Painter has done his
worst, and your patient still survives. 
He brushed put the doctor
and went across the room to the
telephone, looked up a number,
called it, and stood with the receiver 
to his ear while Painter and
Jessup filed out of the sick room.
Painter came over and stood
behind him and asked fretfully,
"Who are you calling now?"
"Walter Voorland. But he doesn't
answer." He cradled the receiver
and looked up another number,
called it, and waited until the
phone rang three times before
there was a click and Randolph's
voice said, "Yes?"
Shayne hung up without answering. 
He said grimly, "It I
were chief of detectives on Miami
Beach I'd get every man on my
force out to search for Mrs.
Dustin."
"Whom did you call that last
time," Painter demanded.
"Randolph, the insurance agent."
"Voorland and Randolph," Painter 
muttered. "What can they
know about this?"
That's what I'd like to find
out" Shayne picked up his bat
and started toward the door.
"Where are you going?" snapped
Painter.
Shayne said, "Out," and kept
on going.
Earl Randolph lived in a modern, 
four-story apartment building
in Miami's northeast section. There
was a small foyer with brass mailboxes 
indicating the names and
apartment numbers of the occupants. 
Randolph's name was over
3-D. Shayne pushed the 4-A button 
and waited. When the electric 
latch on the inside door
clicked, he entered, went down a
narrow hallway to the self-service
elevator and went up to the third
floor.
He found apartment 3-D and
pressed the button. Randolph
opened the door. He wore a white

shirt open at the neck, the sleeves
rolled up above his elbows. He
blinked at Shayne, and an expression 
of complete surprise came
over his round face.
"Mike . . . I didn't expect you"
"I've been visiting a couple here
in the building," he lied 'Thought
I'd drop in to talk over the Dustin
case. Mind If I come in?"
"Of course not" Randolph
quickly regained his poise and
stepped back. The detective removed 
his hat and bung It on a
hatrack beside Randolph's widebrimmed 
Panama.
The living room was filled with
smoke, and a card table drawn up
in front of the day bed was littered 
with papers and newspaper
clippings from two cardboard files.
The ashtray was piled high with
cigarette butts, and an almost
empty tail glass stood beside it.
Randolph said apologetically,
"I'm afraid It's rather close in
here. Got to working and forgot to
open a window." He went across
to open one, then asked, "Have a
drink?"
"Not now I had too much earlie: 
this evening." He ruefully
indicated the bruise on his jaw.
"Cracked up my car and got this
clio on the jaw.. fit moved to a
deep chair and sank into it. "What
have you been doing all evening?"
"Working." Randolph sat down
behind the littered table. "I came
straight home from the Sunlux
and began going through my old
files. I . . . " He paused, rubbing a
blunt forefinger thoughtfully across
his mustache. "I think I may have
turned up something Interesting,
Mike."
Shayne said carelessly, Tim
Rourke said he'd been trying to
get you all evening, but you didn't
answer the phone."
"My phone has been acting up.
Just a little while ago it rang and
no one answered when I took up
the receiver."
Shayne nodded and said, "Maybe 
that's the reason Tim couldn't
get you Do you mean you've
turned up something on the ruby
bracelet?"
"I don't know. There could be
some connection. At least, there
are some interesting angles." The
insurance agent leaned back and
carefully placed the tips of thick
fingers together. "About star
rubies in general . . . and Walter
Voorland's connection with them
in particular," he ended quietly.
"I'd like to hear the angles."
"Are you working on It, Mike?"
"Not officially. But Painter accused 
me of planning the snatch.
You heard what Dustin said in
the hotel. I've a hunch I may be
called in by him. I had another
talk with him about half an hour
ago."
Sweat glistened on Randolph's

round face. He separated his
gertips and took out a handkerchief 
to wipe it away. "How is nefeeling? 
Any serious complications?" 

They fixed him up at the hospital." 
Shayne lit a cigarette and
broke the matchsticks between the
fingers and frowned at it. "Mrs.
Dustin is a mighty pretty woman.
Do you think either of them has a
tie-in with the neist?
"What makes you say that?"
Randolph sounded surprised, almost 
startled.
Shayne dropped the broken
matchstick in the ashtray and
spread out his hands. "Painter
and you agreed that the job must
have been carefully planned. Someone 
must have tipped off the
gang."
"I don't think I said that . . . "
Randolph protested. "I said it had
all the earmarks of a professional
job. But it could easily have been.
as you suggested. If they had a
lookout in the Sunlux lobby and
he spotted Mrs. Dustin going to
wearing the bracelet . . . " As
he let his words trail off speedlatively. 

"What angles have you dug',
up?"
Earl Randolph seemed eager to
drop the other subject He leaned
forward and rustled the papers on
the table. "A couple of other
cases involving expensive star;
rubies, Mike. Both of them sold
by Voorland and insured for large
sums. Both stolen in hold-ups
somewhat similar to the one tonight," 
and never recovered. The
policies were paid in full in both
cases."
"I thought you and Voorland
both stated tonight that the star,
ruby cannot be cut up and resold
. . . and because of that fact, we
would almost surely have an offer;
from the gang."
"Theoretically that's true, Mike.
That's why 1 began to check my
old records as soon as I came back
from the hotel. I discovered a
couple of very queer coincidences
Listen to this:
"October twelfth, nineteen for
three," he continued, reading from
a typewritten sheet "Policy is
sued to James T. King at the
Tropical Towers Apartment,
Miami, Florida, for eighty thousand 
dollars on a perfect eightand-one-half 
carat star ruby ring.
Purchased from Voorland tor one
hundred grand. It was stolen less
than a week after the policy was
issued. Never recovered. We paid
the policy full in December."
"Wasn't that a lot of money for
one ruby that size?"
"Not in nineteen forty-three. I
appraised the stone myself and
recommended the policy."
"Anything fishy about the loss?"


CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
Copyright 1948, by oll holiday
Distributed by King Features Syndicate
"EVERY bit of this is a pack of
nonsence,' said Mark Dustin wearily. 
"1 would trust Ceil wild every
dime I've got . . . any tune and anywhere." 

"We've had plenty of cases
where wealthy men trusted their
wives and . . . " Painter remarked.
Dustin let out a snari of rage
and painfully lifted himself to a
sitting position, turned about, and
slowly swung his legs from the
bed. "I won't lie here and listen to
such insults. None of this is helping 
find Celia. She may be in
danger. We're waiting time Here
when we should be out searching
for her."
"Take it easy." Shayne moved
over, caught up his legs and put
them back on the bed, then went
to the door and called the doctor.
He said, "Painter has done his
worst, and your patient still survives. 
He brushed put the doctor
and went across the room to the
telephone, looked up a number,
called it, and stood with the receiver 
to his ear while Painter and
Jessup filed out of the sick room.
Painter came over and stood
behind him and asked fretfully,
"Who are you calling now?"
"Walter Voorland. But he doesn't
answer." He cradled the receiver
and looked up another number,
called it, and waited until the
phone rang three times before
there was a click and Randolph's
voice said, "Yes?"
Shayne hung up without answering. 
He said grimly, "It I
were chief of detectives on Miami
Beach I'd get every man on my
force out to search for Mrs.
Dustin."
"Whom did you call that last
time," Painter demanded.
"Randolph, the insurance agent."
"Voorland and Randolph," Painter 
muttered. "What can they
know about this?"
That's what I'd like to find
out" Shayne picked up his bat
and started toward the door.
"Where are you going?" snapped
Painter.
Shayne said, "Out," and kept
on going.
Earl Randolph lived in a modern, 
four-story apartment building
in Miami's northeast section. There
was a small foyer with brass mailboxes 
indicating the names and
apartment numbers of the occupants. 
Randolph's name was over
3-D. Shayne pushed the 4-A button 
and waited. When the electric 
latch on the inside door
clicked, he entered, went down a
narrow hallway to the self-service
elevator and went up to the third
floor.
He found apartment 3-D and
pressed the button. Randolph
opened the door. He wore a white

shirt open at the neck, the sleeves
rolled up above his elbows. He
blinked at Shayne, and an expression 
of complete surprise came
over his round face.
"Mike . . . I didn't expect you"
"I've been visiting a couple here
in the building," he lied 'Thought
I'd drop in to talk over the Dustin
case. Mind If I come in?"
"Of course not" Randolph
quickly regained his poise and
stepped back. The detective removed 
his hat and bung It on a
hatrack beside Randolph's widebrimmed 
Panama.
The living room was filled with
smoke, and a card table drawn up
in front of the day bed was littered 
with papers and newspaper
clippings from two cardboard files.
The ashtray was piled high with
cigarette butts, and an almost
empty tail glass stood beside it.
Randolph said apologetically,
"I'm afraid It's rather close in
here. Got to working and forgot to
open a window." He went across
to open one, then asked, "Have a
drink?"
"Not now I had too much earlie: 
this evening." He ruefully
indicated the bruise on his jaw.
"Cracked up my car and got this
clio on the jaw.. fit moved to a
deep chair and sank into it. "What
have you been doing all evening?"
"Working." Randolph sat down
behind the littered table. "I came
straight home from the Sunlux
and began going through my old
files. I . . . " He paused, rubbing a
blunt forefinger thoughtfully across
his mustache. "I think I may have
turned up something Interesting,
Mike."
Shayne said carelessly, Tim
Rourke said he'd been trying to
get you all evening, but you didn't
answer the phone."
"My phone has been acting up.
Just a little while ago it rang and
no one answered when I took up
the receiver."
Shayne nodded and said, "Maybe 
that's the reason Tim couldn't
get you Do you mean you've
turned up something on the ruby
bracelet?"
"I don't know. There could be
some connection. At least, there
are some interesting angles." The
insurance agent leaned back and
carefully placed the tips of thick
fingers together. "About star
rubies in general . . . and Walter
Voorland's connection with them
in particular," he ended quietly.
"I'd like to hear the angles."
"Are you working on It, Mike?"
"Not officially. But Painter accused 
me of planning the snatch.
You heard what Dustin said in
the hotel. I've a hunch I may be
called in by him. I had another
talk with him about half an hour
ago."
Sweat glistened on Randolph's

round face. He separated his
gertips and took out a handkerchief 
to wipe it away. "How is nefeeling? 
Any serious complications?" 

They fixed him up at the hospital." 
Shayne lit a cigarette and
broke the matchsticks between the
fingers and frowned at it. "Mrs.
Dustin is a mighty pretty woman.
Do you think either of them has a
tie-in with the neist?
"What makes you say that?"
Randolph sounded surprised, almost 
startled.
Shayne dropped the broken
matchstick in the ashtray and
spread out his hands. "Painter
and you agreed that the job must
have been carefully planned. Someone 
must have tipped off the
gang."
"I don't think I said that . . . "
Randolph protested. "I said it had
all the earmarks of a professional
job. But it could easily have been.
as you suggested. If they had a
lookout in the Sunlux lobby and
he spotted Mrs. Dustin going to
wearing the bracelet . . . " As
he let his words trail off speedlatively. 

"What angles have you dug',
up?"
Earl Randolph seemed eager to
drop the other subject He leaned
forward and rustled the papers on
the table. "A couple of other
cases involving expensive star;
rubies, Mike. Both of them sold
by Voorland and insured for large
sums. Both stolen in hold-ups
somewhat similar to the one tonight," 
and never recovered. The
policies were paid in full in both
cases."
"I thought you and Voorland
both stated tonight that the star,
ruby cannot be cut up and resold
. . . and because of that fact, we
would almost surely have an offer;
from the gang."
"Theoretically that's true, Mike.
That's why 1 began to check my
old records as soon as I came back
from the hotel. I discovered a
couple of very queer coincidences
Listen to this:
"October twelfth, nineteen for
three," he continued, reading from
a typewritten sheet "Policy is
sued to James T. King at the
Tropical Towers Apartment,
Miami, Florida, for eighty thousand 
dollars on a perfect eightand-one-half 
carat star ruby ring.
Purchased from Voorland tor one
hundred grand. It was stolen less
than a week after the policy was
issued. Never recovered. We paid
the policy full in December."
"Wasn't that a lot of money for
one ruby that size?"
"Not in nineteen forty-three. I
appraised the stone myself and
recommended the policy."
"Anything fishy about the loss?"


SHORT TALKS
By
DORIS HAYNES
When all about us is fear, uncertainties, 
stress, strain, political
life, social, religious and economic 
upsets, where then shall we
ind peace?
We used to say, "nobody knows
what tomorrow will bring." Things
happen so fast now that we don't

know what today will bring. In
order to fortify ourselves, it is my
belief that we must seek within for
that immortal part of us call it
soul, mind, spirit, a bit of God or
whatever you please.. there is no
peace unless we become acquainted
with it.
There are many different expressions 
regarding peace: One man
said: "If there is righteousness in
the heart there will be character in
the soul; and if there is character
in the soul, there will be happiness 
in the home; if there is happiness 
in the home, there will be
harmony in the nation; and if there
is harmony in the nation, there will
be peace in the world."
Some think peace of mind can be
found in the mountains, far removed 
from the confusion of the
cities; some think it can be found
by lingering by the sea, watching
the waves beat against the shore;
some think it can be found by taking 
a long Journey and starting life
anew. There are various formulas
for finding peace, but I think it
must come from within.
If we have peace of mind, we have
a refuge, a place where there may
be abandonment of all worries, regrets, 
anxieties, sorrows, disappointments, 
and fears. In order to
attain this state we must have patience 
and a philosophy all of our
own that nothing can destroy.
Mr. Ellis says, "As we contemplate 
the world situation, with its
clashing international interests and
Its grim prospect of another world
war, we can only pray, 'Even so,
come. Lord Jesus' In Him only Is
solution for all the warring Instincts 
of man".
Peace is more to be desired than
fine gold. Why then should aggressiveness 
tale precedence over
regard for the possessions and
rights of others? If man possessed
everything else and had not peace,
he still could not be happy. Dr.
Vincent Peale makes this notation
in his book entitled. "The Art of
Living": "If we could see into the
secret thoughts of great men, if
we could lift aside the curtain of
their lives and find that which is
gripping their minds, we would find
the hearts-straining wish for peace
and rest."
Turning then to our religious
convictions that only Christ can
bring peace, we are reminded of a
verse of a very beautiful hymn:
"Crown Him the Lord of peace;
Whose power a scepter sways
From pole to pole, that wars may
cease.
Absorbed In prayer and praise
His reign shall have no end
And 'round His pierced feet.
Fair flowers of Paradise exten
Their fragrance ever sweet.

Court Orders
Negroes Into
Univ. Of Del.
Negroes must be admitted to the
University of Delaware on the same
basis as white students, the Court
of Chancery ruled Wednesday.
Vice-chancellor Collins J. Seltz.
wrote the decision which was based
on the laws of Delaware which require 
educational facilities to be
equal for Negro and white students.
Ten separate suits have been filed 
against the university and Its
board of trustees by Negroes seeking 
admission.
The plaintiffs contended that
they had been denied the right to a
college education in the only accredited 
state-supported institution.
Louis L. Redding, of Wilmington
and John Greenberg of New
were attorneys for the plaintiful

NAACP To Take
Action Againt
Virginia Center
Spottswood Robinson, Richmond
attorney, told persons attending
local NAACP meeting here last
week that "within a few year you
will see nonsegregated schools in
Fredericksburg and everywhere else.
The lawyer made this statement
with his announcement that the
A. A. C. P. would institute legal action 
to obtain use of the community 
center here for Negroes as soon
as a pending case was out of the
way.
The meeting was held at the if
Zion Baptist church following the
refusal of the community center
which gave the reason another
meeting had been scheduled previously. 


Appointed To
Welfare Board
Mrs. Ida S Taylor last week was
appointed a member of the board
of public welfare by the district
commissioners to replace Dr. Ethel
L. Nixon, who recently resigned to
take another position.
Mrs. Taylor, who heads the Gordon 
Convalescent home which she
founded 10 years ago, will serve until 
Dr. Nixon's, term expires June 30
1952.
In 1919 she was the first graduate
of Howard university's then new
school of social work. Since then she
has worked in various phases of
welfare and social work.

HOLLIS F. PRICE, President
All high school graduates, veterans and persons interested in entering
Moyne College this fall should report to the College (Brownlee Hall) on Tuesday
August 15, 1950, at 10:00 a. m. for entrance examination.
The fee for this examination will be one dollar ($1.00) to be applied to the
tuition of those students who are accepted. The examinations, which includes
mathematic, and English placement tests, is a prerequisite for admission to the College.
Registration for freshmen will be held on September 7, 8, and 9; upperclassmen 
will register September 11. Students should register for Night and Saturday 
Classes on September 16 from nine til twelve.

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TRAILERS WRECKED BY B-29 CRASH
 are all that remain of trailers after B-29 Superfortress 
from nearby Fairfield-Suisun Air Base, Calif., crashed 150 feet
away. Thousands of gallons of flaming gasoline were splashed on the
auto camp when the plane exploded, ten minutes after the crash. The
200 service families living in the camp were evacuated safely. Nineteen
persons were reported dead and sixty injured.
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