Memphis World Memphis World Publishing Co. 1957-09-11 Thaddeus T. Stokes MEMPHIS WORLD The South's Oldest and Leading Colored Semi-Weekly Newspaper Published by MEMPHIS WORLD PUBLISHING CO. Every WEDNESDAY and SATURDAY at 546 BEALE—Ph. JA. 6-4030 Member of SCOTT NEWSPAPER SYNDICATE W. A. Scott, II, Founder; C. A. Scott, General Manager Entered in the Post Office at Memphis, Tenn., as second-class mall under the Act of Congress, March 1, 1870 THADDEUS T. STOKES Managing Editor MRS. ROSA BROWN BRACY Public Relations and Advertising ALYSON E. WISE Circulation Promotion SUBSCRIPTION RATES: Year $5.00—6 Months $3.00—3 Months $1.50 (In Advance) The MEMPHIS WORLD is an independent newspaper—non-sectarian and non-partisan, printing news unblasedly and supporting those things it believes to be of interest to its readers and opposing those things against the interest of its readers. The National Baptist Convention And Its Opportunity The National Baptist Convention meeting in the city of Louisville, Kentucky this week had before it an enviable opportunity of both observation and challenge in the current issues of the day. The reputed largest Negro religious organization in the world, would represent numbers and the impact of a verdict from such a vast cross section of assemblymen from air parts of the country would be important and effective data for this occasion in which we are engulfed. Dr. J. H. Jackson, the president put his finger on a vital spot when he told the convention: "The struggle we face today is not a struggle of race relations particularly, it is a struggle regarding those who have elected to live according to the Democratic processes of the nation and those who have decided to substitute another way of life. He likened the conflict between the Governor of Arkansas and the federal Government as a direct indication of how deep seated the struggle is between those who, would abide by the law and those who have elected to live contrary to the law of the land. The convention, nearing its close had many important issues seeking attention; these, in the main, affect greatly the lives and processes of the people supporting this vastly peopled organization. While much of the disorder and those outbursts of tempers over holding of office, are nothing strange among powerful bodies, it does occur that much of this energy generated in the flare of feelings and the unfortunate display of selfish ambition, might have been more wholesomely addressed to the serious problems of the times. Religious bodies should be the last to employ some of the most undersizable patterns and practices known to the non members out in the world. The people are entitled to good examples from those whom they support and look to for leadership in these times. The National Baptists Convention has made a laudable contribution. Let not that high prestige be hampered by certain symptoms which would suggest that the desire for place and office in general overshadows all else that such a national body should carry. MINISTERS CALM Evans was dismissed from the convention. The four ministers who were arrested and the charges against them were: The Rev. William Allen Baity 58, Los Angeles, fighting in the Armory with open knife in hand; The Rev. Cleveland Jordan, 53. Greenwood, Miss fighting in Armory; the Rev Roy William Norsworthy, 42, Memphis, Tenn., who was the statisician of the convention, fighting on stage in Armory, and the Rev. Charles Calvin Wheeler 43, Chicago, fighting with others and disorderly conduct. Bishop O. Eubank Tucker of the AME Zion Church, a lawyer, appeared at police headquarters and got Chief Judge Peer B. Muir of the Municipal Court to parole the four ministers into his custody for appearance in court Friday morning. His services were gratuitous. After being held for more than an hour, the ministers were released. Meanwhile, in the convention, the Rev. DE. King pastor of Zion Baptist church here, appealed to the delegates to follow "Christian procedure" in the conduct of the convention. "We cannot allow one or two or three men to bring disgrace upon this convention he said. The motion to dismiss Evans from the convention was greeted with loud applause. Dr. Jackson said in his annual address, it was strange that many members of Congress "felt obligated" to vote against the civil rights bill and to do all within their power to weaken it. If the Federal Government will help to protect the right to vote. Dr. Jackson declared "we will achieve many of the other essential rights by ourselves. Discussing the program of the convention, Dr. Jackson said the convention "is the owner not only of the auxiliary corporations, but of all of the property used by these respective corporations. The treasurer, as the fiscal agent of the convention, he asserted, "should hold all deeds fire insurance policies, and all legal documents involving the real estate of the convention. Any funds remaining over from the operations of these boards constitutes profits, he said. The programs of these boards, he stated, should be submitted to the Board of Directors for study and recommendation. The financial needs of the convention, he asserted, should be shared from the profits of the commercial boards but operating expenses of the convention should be limited to the funds collected from representation fees. He said the convention is forced to call upon some of the comercial, boards to share some of the profits with the convention itself. Dr. Jackson recommended: 1. That the Sunday School Publishing Board turn over to the convention $25,000 for the American Baptist Theological Seminary for the school year 1958-59. 2. That the Executive Board of the convention, through the aid of a lawyer, become acquainted with Tennessee laws concerning corporate rights and that a thorough study be made of the charters of the convention and the Sunday School Publishing Board, and report to the Board of Directors of the convention as to the rights of the Sunday School Publishing Board and the convention itself. The Foreign Mission Board, Dr. Jackson said, stands out and holds its place among the best foreign mission agencies in Liberia. He recommended that the convention continue to support liberally the Foreign Mission Board and that the board "no longer be embarrassed with individuals or organizations asking it to make loans to them." If such requests are made he proposed that they be turned over to the Board of Directors of the convention for its crutiny and advice. He also recommended that if they have not paid already, the pastors whose names appear in the 1956 audit, pay back the money borrowed from the Foreign. Mission Board immediately. Nothing has been done. Dr. Jackson reported, to carry out the vote of the 1955 convention that the Home Mission Board the Benefit Board and the Educational Board move their headquarters to Philadelphia. "Some of our boards and agencies do nothing more than spend their time soliciting money," Dr Jackson said. "They solicit money in order that they might exist to continue to solicit money that they might spend and solicit more money without showing in their respective reports the causes they have supported." Dr. Jackson proposed that the National Baptist Convention participate with other Baptists of the United States in the Baptist Jubilee Advance from 1959 to 1964. He called for a permanent alliance of all Baptists of the United States and suggested that steps be taken to unify the two colored Baptist conventions. "The strongest religious group in the South is the Southern Baptist Convention (white)" Dr. Jackson said, adding; "It would have been impossible for the While Citizens Council to make the great strides they have made against the highest court in the land if. Southern Baptists had been, stronger in their witness for freedom. "Now the White Citizens Council is a fact of history in the United States of America. And what a sad fact it is." In a stirring peroration, Dr. Jack son declared: "In spite of all of our intellecttual achievements, and in spite of all of our materialistic gains, and not withstanding our numerical strength and growth in this nation, let us not make ambition our goal or popularity the object of our de votion. Having shown that he is a great preacher, Jackson next showed that he was a great showman. Mahalia Jackson go Chicago, the gospel singer, sang "Walk With Me." Olivet Baptist Church, of which he is the pastor, made a presentation to him of $1,000. Another presentation from his church was made to Mrs. Jackson, the amount not being announced. RECOMMENDATIONS Evans was dismissed from the convention. The four ministers who were arrested and the charges against them were: The Rev. William Allen Baity 58, Los Angeles, fighting in the Armory with open knife in hand; The Rev. Cleveland Jordan, 53. Greenwood, Miss fighting in Armory; the Rev Roy William Norsworthy, 42, Memphis, Tenn., who was the statisician of the convention, fighting on stage in Armory, and the Rev. Charles Calvin Wheeler 43, Chicago, fighting with others and disorderly conduct. Bishop O. Eubank Tucker of the AME Zion Church, a lawyer, appeared at police headquarters and got Chief Judge Peer B. Muir of the Municipal Court to parole the four ministers into his custody for appearance in court Friday morning. His services were gratuitous. After being held for more than an hour, the ministers were released. Meanwhile, in the convention, the Rev. DE. King pastor of Zion Baptist church here, appealed to the delegates to follow "Christian procedure" in the conduct of the convention. "We cannot allow one or two or three men to bring disgrace upon this convention he said. The motion to dismiss Evans from the convention was greeted with loud applause. Dr. Jackson said in his annual address, it was strange that many members of Congress "felt obligated" to vote against the civil rights bill and to do all within their power to weaken it. If the Federal Government will help to protect the right to vote. Dr. Jackson declared "we will achieve many of the other essential rights by ourselves. Discussing the program of the convention, Dr. Jackson said the convention "is the owner not only of the auxiliary corporations, but of all of the property used by these respective corporations. The treasurer, as the fiscal agent of the convention, he asserted, "should hold all deeds fire insurance policies, and all legal documents involving the real estate of the convention. Any funds remaining over from the operations of these boards constitutes profits, he said. The programs of these boards, he stated, should be submitted to the Board of Directors for study and recommendation. The financial needs of the convention, he asserted, should be shared from the profits of the commercial boards but operating expenses of the convention should be limited to the funds collected from representation fees. He said the convention is forced to call upon some of the comercial, boards to share some of the profits with the convention itself. Dr. Jackson recommended: 1. That the Sunday School Publishing Board turn over to the convention $25,000 for the American Baptist Theological Seminary for the school year 1958-59. 2. That the Executive Board of the convention, through the aid of a lawyer, become acquainted with Tennessee laws concerning corporate rights and that a thorough study be made of the charters of the convention and the Sunday School Publishing Board, and report to the Board of Directors of the convention as to the rights of the Sunday School Publishing Board and the convention itself. The Foreign Mission Board, Dr. Jackson said, stands out and holds its place among the best foreign mission agencies in Liberia. He recommended that the convention continue to support liberally the Foreign Mission Board and that the board "no longer be embarrassed with individuals or organizations asking it to make loans to them." If such requests are made he proposed that they be turned over to the Board of Directors of the convention for its crutiny and advice. He also recommended that if they have not paid already, the pastors whose names appear in the 1956 audit, pay back the money borrowed from the Foreign. Mission Board immediately. Nothing has been done. Dr. Jackson reported, to carry out the vote of the 1955 convention that the Home Mission Board the Benefit Board and the Educational Board move their headquarters to Philadelphia. "Some of our boards and agencies do nothing more than spend their time soliciting money," Dr Jackson said. "They solicit money in order that they might exist to continue to solicit money that they might spend and solicit more money without showing in their respective reports the causes they have supported." Dr. Jackson proposed that the National Baptist Convention participate with other Baptists of the United States in the Baptist Jubilee Advance from 1959 to 1964. He called for a permanent alliance of all Baptists of the United States and suggested that steps be taken to unify the two colored Baptist conventions. "The strongest religious group in the South is the Southern Baptist Convention (white)" Dr. Jackson said, adding; "It would have been impossible for the While Citizens Council to make the great strides they have made against the highest court in the land if. Southern Baptists had been, stronger in their witness for freedom. "Now the White Citizens Council is a fact of history in the United States of America. And what a sad fact it is." In a stirring peroration, Dr. Jack son declared: "In spite of all of our intellecttual achievements, and in spite of all of our materialistic gains, and not withstanding our numerical strength and growth in this nation, let us not make ambition our goal or popularity the object of our de votion. Having shown that he is a great preacher, Jackson next showed that he was a great showman. Mahalia Jackson go Chicago, the gospel singer, sang "Walk With Me." Olivet Baptist Church, of which he is the pastor, made a presentation to him of $1,000. Another presentation from his church was made to Mrs. Jackson, the amount not being announced. SEEING and SAYING BY WILLIAM A. FOWLKES Managing Editor — Atlanta Daily World THE MOST BEAUTIFUL and expressive picture of the week came from North Carolina. Dorothy G. Counts had just registered as a high school student in Charlotte's all-white public facility and was proceeding home. Following behind her was a heckling young crowd, one holding his fingers to his head to characterize a devil, another poking his tongue out and others making faces. The 16-year-old girl, who had the bearing and stature of a little queen, walked on untouched by the gesticulations. According to reports, Dorothy Counts, the daughter of a minister and college professor, is an exceptionally brilliant teenager, one who exhibits leadership on every score. THOSE PICTURES must not look good overseas where the fate of America's leadership in the world is being decided, where the black and brown skinned nations are taking positions for or against the Western World and its expressed ideologies. We were not advertised well last week to the people whose aid we will need in preventing disaster to America's future generations and to the Earth itself, beset by probable fools with atomic and hydrogen bombs. We are showing our soiled undies. "And A Little Child Shall Lead Them . . ." BY WILLIAM A. FOWLKES Managing Editor — Atlanta Daily World THE MOST BEAUTIFUL and expressive picture of the week came from North Carolina. Dorothy G. Counts had just registered as a high school student in Charlotte's all-white public facility and was proceeding home. Following behind her was a heckling young crowd, one holding his fingers to his head to characterize a devil, another poking his tongue out and others making faces. The 16-year-old girl, who had the bearing and stature of a little queen, walked on untouched by the gesticulations. According to reports, Dorothy Counts, the daughter of a minister and college professor, is an exceptionally brilliant teenager, one who exhibits leadership on every score. THOSE PICTURES must not look good overseas where the fate of America's leadership in the world is being decided, where the black and brown skinned nations are taking positions for or against the Western World and its expressed ideologies. We were not advertised well last week to the people whose aid we will need in preventing disaster to America's future generations and to the Earth itself, beset by probable fools with atomic and hydrogen bombs. We are showing our soiled undies. REVIEWING THE NEWS BY WILLIAM GORDON The American Indians came here more than 300 years ago to throw off their shackles of hate. "It seems not by accident," someone said, "that the Assembly of Nations is currently meeting here and basically for the same purpose. Today, you drive or go by train to the city of Mackinaw; leave your car and take a small boat over to the island surrounded by two of the world's great waterways. Lake Michigan and lake Huron. It is much easier today to get there. One can imagine what happened centuries ago when the Indians paddled their small canoes across the choppy waters of the great lakes. During the great winters, when the ice comes, it is possible to walk across. But the Indians came, irrespective of the kind of weather. They came when there was no war, when they wanted peace and to talk to the Great Spirit, at a place on the Island called the Arch Rock. Today, men are still going to Mackinac; not by tribes but as nations. We met them from more than 63 different countries; men and women of position and status. They are also in search of peace, and an ideology, a superior ideology that begins with man's soul and not with just and greed. They call it Moral ReArmament, based on the principles of absolute honesty, purity. It was more than a quarter of a century ago, in 1921, when an American, Dr. Frank N. D. Buchman conceived these four basic principles. Seeing what war and greed had done to the souls of man, this man has dedicated the greater portion of his life, not merely preaching Moral Re-Armament, but living it. Because of his beliefs, nations have come together, prayed together. Men and women come from around the world to meet Moral ReArmament. More than 5,000 have visited the Canadian breezeswept Island of Mackinac this year and they are still coming. There were Chinese, Japanese, Englishmen, Burmese, Germans, Africans and Asiatics, many holding high places in their governments have come to Mackinac. Although, MRA had its beginning in Europe and is still deeply rooted there, Americans are also awakening to the miracle taking place in their midst. It is not unlikely to meet people from almost every state in the Union, including those from the Deep South. There were those from Mississippi, Georgia and Alabama. Aside from the vast mixture of races, nationalities and cultures, one is struck by the harmony, peace and respect that go to make up a pattern found in no other part of the world today. More than this, one is struck by the change that comes over men and women, the change that turns people from enemies to friends, from the lack of respect for God to that of a Supreme Being. One is also struck by the force of Moral Re-Armament that brings a stream of representatives from nations that come to the Island, not to mass for warfare, not to study how to increase the forces of destruction, but to rearm morally and to arrive at an understanding, that in order to help save the world, there must first be a reexamination of one's own soul. Here on this Island, where men met more than three centuries ago to find themselves and their God, a revolution is taking place; not with guns and tanks and hate, but in the hearts of man. They call it MRA, but a clearer definition would reveal "the miracle at Mackinac." The Miracle At Mackinac BY WILLIAM GORDON The American Indians came here more than 300 years ago to throw off their shackles of hate. "It seems not by accident," someone said, "that the Assembly of Nations is currently meeting here and basically for the same purpose. Today, you drive or go by train to the city of Mackinaw; leave your car and take a small boat over to the island surrounded by two of the world's great waterways. Lake Michigan and lake Huron. It is much easier today to get there. One can imagine what happened centuries ago when the Indians paddled their small canoes across the choppy waters of the great lakes. During the great winters, when the ice comes, it is possible to walk across. But the Indians came, irrespective of the kind of weather. They came when there was no war, when they wanted peace and to talk to the Great Spirit, at a place on the Island called the Arch Rock. Today, men are still going to Mackinac; not by tribes but as nations. We met them from more than 63 different countries; men and women of position and status. They are also in search of peace, and an ideology, a superior ideology that begins with man's soul and not with just and greed. They call it Moral ReArmament, based on the principles of absolute honesty, purity. It was more than a quarter of a century ago, in 1921, when an American, Dr. Frank N. D. Buchman conceived these four basic principles. Seeing what war and greed had done to the souls of man, this man has dedicated the greater portion of his life, not merely preaching Moral Re-Armament, but living it. Because of his beliefs, nations have come together, prayed together. Men and women come from around the world to meet Moral ReArmament. More than 5,000 have visited the Canadian breezeswept Island of Mackinac this year and they are still coming. There were Chinese, Japanese, Englishmen, Burmese, Germans, Africans and Asiatics, many holding high places in their governments have come to Mackinac. Although, MRA had its beginning in Europe and is still deeply rooted there, Americans are also awakening to the miracle taking place in their midst. It is not unlikely to meet people from almost every state in the Union, including those from the Deep South. There were those from Mississippi, Georgia and Alabama. Aside from the vast mixture of races, nationalities and cultures, one is struck by the harmony, peace and respect that go to make up a pattern found in no other part of the world today. More than this, one is struck by the change that comes over men and women, the change that turns people from enemies to friends, from the lack of respect for God to that of a Supreme Being. One is also struck by the force of Moral Re-Armament that brings a stream of representatives from nations that come to the Island, not to mass for warfare, not to study how to increase the forces of destruction, but to rearm morally and to arrive at an understanding, that in order to help save the world, there must first be a reexamination of one's own soul. Here on this Island, where men met more than three centuries ago to find themselves and their God, a revolution is taking place; not with guns and tanks and hate, but in the hearts of man. They call it MRA, but a clearer definition would reveal "the miracle at Mackinac." Students' Attorney House, reiterated the board's plea that the court issue a stay which would reduce the tension that has grown in Little Rock since the Negroes were turned down. Branton, a neatly dressed attorney from Pine Bluffs, Ark., rose to present the Negro's side of the question. He said: "This action by the governor is an apparent disagreement with federal law. The petition just presented has no bearing on the heart of this case. "I've always had the belief that when the Supreme Law of our land has spoken there is ho other recourse: I've always had the faith that such orders would be carried out. If the court grants a stay in this matter it will be a blow to the human dignity of man everywhere, The school board should proceed forthwith to carry out the instructions of the court and the law of the land." His voice shook with emotion as he concluded. Judge Davies called for a recess, later ruling for integration. Union Protective versal when it first opened its doors in 1923. Mr. Whalum, who worked untiringly for his dream, suffered an untimely death in an auto accident July 21, 1947, near Fulton, Ky., enroute home from a company business trip. The main address at Sunday's celebration is scheduled to be delivered by Lewis H. Twigg, the president. Twigg, a native Memphian, who also started in the insurance business in 1933 at the Universal Life Company; where he was an agent, started at Union Protective as assistant secretary and rose up thru the ranks. A graduate of LeMoyne college, he obtained special training in machine accounting at the IBM School in Endicott, N. Y. He is married to the former Miss Ann Reba Kelly, who is presently an elementary teacher in the city school system. They are the parents of a son, Lewis, Jr., a senior at Morehouse College in Atlanta, Ga., and a daughter. Miss Clara Ann, a freshman at Fisk university in Nashville. President Twigg, on discussing the operation of his company, revealed that Union Protective "invests most of its assets in first mortgage loans on homes, churches and other businesses in the state." He also stated "other investments include U. S. Bonds, insured Federal and Loan Stock and approved municipal and states bonds." Others who are scheduled to appear on the program are: Rev. Lee Thigpen, chaplain at Kennedy General hospital; Mrs. Susie Spencer, who make remarks on behalf of Mt. Olive Church; C. A. Rawls, a vice president of Union Protective, who will introduce President Twigg; and several choirs from local churches. Other officers of the company inclued: O. T. Westbrook acting agency director and secretary: E. R: Kirk, treasurer; Onzie Home, E. G. Horne A. M. Woods, S. W. Quals, Jr., T. H. Hayes, Jr., all vice presidents; Luther Artison, assistant secretary; O. T. Turner, assistant agency director; Dr. W. O. Speight, medical advisor; Dr. C. M. Rouhlac, associate medical director; and Harold Whalum, actuary. PRESIDENT TWIGG versal when it first opened its doors in 1923. Mr. Whalum, who worked untiringly for his dream, suffered an untimely death in an auto accident July 21, 1947, near Fulton, Ky., enroute home from a company business trip. The main address at Sunday's celebration is scheduled to be delivered by Lewis H. Twigg, the president. Twigg, a native Memphian, who also started in the insurance business in 1933 at the Universal Life Company; where he was an agent, started at Union Protective as assistant secretary and rose up thru the ranks. A graduate of LeMoyne college, he obtained special training in machine accounting at the IBM School in Endicott, N. Y. He is married to the former Miss Ann Reba Kelly, who is presently an elementary teacher in the city school system. They are the parents of a son, Lewis, Jr., a senior at Morehouse College in Atlanta, Ga., and a daughter. Miss Clara Ann, a freshman at Fisk university in Nashville. President Twigg, on discussing the operation of his company, revealed that Union Protective "invests most of its assets in first mortgage loans on homes, churches and other businesses in the state." He also stated "other investments include U. S. Bonds, insured Federal and Loan Stock and approved municipal and states bonds." Others who are scheduled to appear on the program are: Rev. Lee Thigpen, chaplain at Kennedy General hospital; Mrs. Susie Spencer, who make remarks on behalf of Mt. Olive Church; C. A. Rawls, a vice president of Union Protective, who will introduce President Twigg; and several choirs from local churches. Other officers of the company inclued: O. T. Westbrook acting agency director and secretary: E. R: Kirk, treasurer; Onzie Home, E. G. Horne A. M. Woods, S. W. Quals, Jr., T. H. Hayes, Jr., all vice presidents; Luther Artison, assistant secretary; O. T. Turner, assistant agency director; Dr. W. O. Speight, medical advisor; Dr. C. M. Rouhlac, associate medical director; and Harold Whalum, actuary. ON PROGRAM versal when it first opened its doors in 1923. Mr. Whalum, who worked untiringly for his dream, suffered an untimely death in an auto accident July 21, 1947, near Fulton, Ky., enroute home from a company business trip. The main address at Sunday's celebration is scheduled to be delivered by Lewis H. Twigg, the president. Twigg, a native Memphian, who also started in the insurance business in 1933 at the Universal Life Company; where he was an agent, started at Union Protective as assistant secretary and rose up thru the ranks. A graduate of LeMoyne college, he obtained special training in machine accounting at the IBM School in Endicott, N. Y. He is married to the former Miss Ann Reba Kelly, who is presently an elementary teacher in the city school system. They are the parents of a son, Lewis, Jr., a senior at Morehouse College in Atlanta, Ga., and a daughter. Miss Clara Ann, a freshman at Fisk university in Nashville. President Twigg, on discussing the operation of his company, revealed that Union Protective "invests most of its assets in first mortgage loans on homes, churches and other businesses in the state." He also stated "other investments include U. S. Bonds, insured Federal and Loan Stock and approved municipal and states bonds." Others who are scheduled to appear on the program are: Rev. Lee Thigpen, chaplain at Kennedy General hospital; Mrs. Susie Spencer, who make remarks on behalf of Mt. Olive Church; C. A. Rawls, a vice president of Union Protective, who will introduce President Twigg; and several choirs from local churches. Other officers of the company inclued: O. T. Westbrook acting agency director and secretary: E. R: Kirk, treasurer; Onzie Home, E. G. Horne A. M. Woods, S. W. Quals, Jr., T. H. Hayes, Jr., all vice presidents; Luther Artison, assistant secretary; O. T. Turner, assistant agency director; Dr. W. O. Speight, medical advisor; Dr. C. M. Rouhlac, associate medical director; and Harold Whalum, actuary. Rev. and Mrs. Golden he do some special evangelist work in Japan during his tour. He was also requested by the General Board of Evangelism of the Methodist Church to do special work in Phillipines Isles. On returning to New York the latter of August, Rev. and Mrs. Golden were presented certificates of award by the Pan American Airway Company as "being among pioneers in circumnavigating the globe by airplane." Rev. Golden said, "we were told that few people ever travel 30,000 miles on one tour and still fewer travel such distance by air." He said this was not their first trip abroad but it was their most extensive. Mrs. Golden said "I enjoyed every moment. I saw enough interesting sights and people to talk about it the rest of my life." She went on to lament the fact that she could not collect as many souvenirs as she desired. "However, I did collect small souvenir from each of the 21 countries visited." She added, "airtraveling makes it difficult to conveniently collect many." AWARDED CERTIFICATES he do some special evangelist work in Japan during his tour. He was also requested by the General Board of Evangelism of the Methodist Church to do special work in Phillipines Isles. On returning to New York the latter of August, Rev. and Mrs. Golden were presented certificates of award by the Pan American Airway Company as "being among pioneers in circumnavigating the globe by airplane." Rev. Golden said, "we were told that few people ever travel 30,000 miles on one tour and still fewer travel such distance by air." He said this was not their first trip abroad but it was their most extensive. Mrs. Golden said "I enjoyed every moment. I saw enough interesting sights and people to talk about it the rest of my life." She went on to lament the fact that she could not collect as many souvenirs as she desired. "However, I did collect small souvenir from each of the 21 countries visited." She added, "airtraveling makes it difficult to conveniently collect many." Tuskegee Merchants law. Feeling the effect of the protest, some 15 white Tuskegee merchants said their business has dropped off 40 to 70 per cent since the boycott began. MEMPHIS WORLD Want Ad Information Call JA. 6-4030 FEMALE HELP WANTED MY WEEKLY SERMON By REV. BLAIR T. HUNT There is confusion. My health confuses me. Deceitful people confuse me. A sense of insecurity confuses me. Things and people are so unpredictable. I am confused. I am troubled in mind. What shall I do? A prophet of Israel answers me: "Thou will keep him in perfect peace whose mind is stayed on thee." What haunting words . . . . . what healing in their wings! To be kept in peace by the power of God is superlatively appealing. Not world peace . . . . . . but our text is something personal, basic, fundamental. To experience peace of mind is to be free from fear, to be a master of self. It is mental poise, composure linked with moral might. The tap-root, the fountain head, the source of this peace of mind is our God . . . . . . . "in the beginning God." One's idea of God determines his religious life. Think not of God as a great, vindictive, big white man above the clouds, scattering distress, pain and suffering. Have an exalted idea of God as a loving father. Such an idea was Isaiah's. He conceived of God as a God of purity, of righteousness . . . . . . As a Father to his child, "Come now and let us reason together: Though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow, etc." The God of Isaiah will keep us in perfect peace whose mind is stayed or fixed oh that God. Later we have the same perfect saying: "They that wait upon the Lord will renew their strength: They shall mount up with wings as an eagle: They shall run and not weary, they shall walk and not faint." A greater than Isaiah stood among his confused and fearful disciples saying, "peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you." The peace of Christ is not freedom from conflict. "Sure I must fight if I would reign." The peace of Christ is not laziness. It is not running away from life. It is a peace within the storm. It is not an outside peace . . . . . . It is an inside peace. Fix your mind on God. It is a matter of discipline. Public worship helps to fix one's mind on God. Public worship gives something that private worship can't give. The singing of the great hymns and gospel songs, the reading of the scriptures, the leadership in prayer, the witchery of preaching, the Lord's supper. All these tend to fix the mind on God. Persevering adventures along the mystic pathway of prayer helps to fix the mind on God. Silence, deep silence helps to fix the mind on God. In the great silence of God the seeking soul shall find peace of mind. One cannot have peace of mind without the peace of right relationship. Get right with God: get right with your neighbors, get right with the members of your family. Throw into the sea of oblivion all grudges, all hates, all jealousies, all prejudicees, all malice. Then fix your mind on God and peace will come like a sunrise . . . . . . like a glory in your breast. PEACE OF MIND By REV. BLAIR T. HUNT There is confusion. My health confuses me. Deceitful people confuse me. A sense of insecurity confuses me. Things and people are so unpredictable. I am confused. I am troubled in mind. What shall I do? A prophet of Israel answers me: "Thou will keep him in perfect peace whose mind is stayed on thee." What haunting words . . . . . what healing in their wings! To be kept in peace by the power of God is superlatively appealing. Not world peace . . . . . . but our text is something personal, basic, fundamental. To experience peace of mind is to be free from fear, to be a master of self. It is mental poise, composure linked with moral might. The tap-root, the fountain head, the source of this peace of mind is our God . . . . . . . "in the beginning God." One's idea of God determines his religious life. Think not of God as a great, vindictive, big white man above the clouds, scattering distress, pain and suffering. Have an exalted idea of God as a loving father. Such an idea was Isaiah's. He conceived of God as a God of purity, of righteousness . . . . . . As a Father to his child, "Come now and let us reason together: Though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow, etc." The God of Isaiah will keep us in perfect peace whose mind is stayed or fixed oh that God. Later we have the same perfect saying: "They that wait upon the Lord will renew their strength: They shall mount up with wings as an eagle: They shall run and not weary, they shall walk and not faint." A greater than Isaiah stood among his confused and fearful disciples saying, "peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you." The peace of Christ is not freedom from conflict. "Sure I must fight if I would reign." The peace of Christ is not laziness. It is not running away from life. It is a peace within the storm. It is not an outside peace . . . . . . It is an inside peace. Fix your mind on God. It is a matter of discipline. Public worship helps to fix one's mind on God. Public worship gives something that private worship can't give. The singing of the great hymns and gospel songs, the reading of the scriptures, the leadership in prayer, the witchery of preaching, the Lord's supper. All these tend to fix the mind on God. Persevering adventures along the mystic pathway of prayer helps to fix the mind on God. Silence, deep silence helps to fix the mind on God. In the great silence of God the seeking soul shall find peace of mind. One cannot have peace of mind without the peace of right relationship. Get right with God: get right with your neighbors, get right with the members of your family. Throw into the sea of oblivion all grudges, all hates, all jealousies, all prejudicees, all malice. Then fix your mind on God and peace will come like a sunrise . . . . . . like a glory in your breast. Dallas Schools displaced to allow the Negroes to enter the schools in districts-in which they live. Members of the Dallas school board held an executive session in the courtroom after the order was issued, but all refused to comment except president Edwin L. Rippy, who said he would make a statement after the final order is issued. W. J. Durham, NAACP attorney and counsel for the Negroes who sought to enter the schools two years ago said the integration would be peaceful and orderly. Judge Atwell commented that there are not enough teachers in the public school system to give specialized instruction necessary because of difference in aptitude of the two races, but added that "scholars denied registration because of color alone are being denied their constitutional rights." FINAL ORDER displaced to allow the Negroes to enter the schools in districts-in which they live. Members of the Dallas school board held an executive session in the courtroom after the order was issued, but all refused to comment except president Edwin L. Rippy, who said he would make a statement after the final order is issued. W. J. Durham, NAACP attorney and counsel for the Negroes who sought to enter the schools two years ago said the integration would be peaceful and orderly. Judge Atwell commented that there are not enough teachers in the public school system to give specialized instruction necessary because of difference in aptitude of the two races, but added that "scholars denied registration because of color alone are being denied their constitutional rights." YOU CAN DIE LAUGHING By A.A FAIR (ERLE STANLEY GARDNER) OES DRURY ever come to see the children?" I asked Mrs. Ambler. Her lips came together in a grim line. "He comes to see the children just often enough to keep things all stirred up. He's hoping that someday Estelle won't let him see them and then he'll use that as grounds for a charge of mental cruelty—not that it will do him any good. Estelle has so much on him he can't ever get a divorce, although he probably doesn't know about it. You should see some of the letters my daughter found in his things, letters from a dozen different women, the most brazen, absolutely awful letters—I don't know how women can write letters like that." "Drury always asked them to write," Estelle said tonelessly. "It salved his ego and flattered his vanity." "In case he should show up to see the children," 1 said, "don't mention the fact that I was here. I'd like to conduct my investigations as quietly as possible." "That's all right, Mr. Lam," Mrs. Ambler said. "Estelle understands." Estelle gave me a limp hand and a wan smile. Mrs. Ambler followed me to the door. "It's a horrible thing when a girl's life is ruined this way," she said. "Estelle lives in dread of hearing that the children's father has gone to prison. If he'd Only stay away from them, Estelle could tell the children that he was dead. Then people wouldn't know about him." "I'll keep things as quiet as I can at my end," I told her, and went back to sit in my rented car and do a little thinking. I got hold of a city directory and looked under the Patterns to see if I could find a Lucille Patton. Luck was with me; she was listed with a street address and a telephone number. I drove around to the address. It was a small apartment house. The manager told me that Lucille Patton worked at one of the state offices. She didn't know which one. She said Miss Patton was nearly always home around fivefifteen. The manager was a garrulous woman, dying for someone to talk to. I had some time to kill so I sat around and chatted. Finally, when I brought the subject of conversation back to Lucille, she was wide open. Lucille had been there for about five years, living in the one apartment. She was steady-going and respectable, but a good scout. Everybody seemed to like her. She was very reticent about her family, but apparently had never married. She was five feet three inches, around a hundred and ten, a very striking brunette with black hair, dark eyebrows and ashes, and gray eyes. The manager, a woman about forty-five, thought Lucille was not more than twenty-six or twenty-seven. She said Lucille was a good-natured girl who had lots of friends, and yet had the knack of keeping her own business affairs to herself. She had good job and steady pay. Then the manager tried pumping me, wanting to know what I did and what my interest was in Lucille. I told her I'd been friendly in the east with a fellow who had known Lucille when he was living in Sacramento. He told me if I ever got out there to be sure and give Lucille a ring, held said she was a perfect lady but nice company and never grouchy, always cheerful. "That's Lucille, all right," the manager agreed. I got away from the manager about a quarter to five. She offered to introduce me to Lucille if I'd wait, but I didn't want it that way. I drove my rented car down to the corner, found a place to park near the curb, opened the car door, got out on the Sidewalk and waited. I had no trouble recognizing Lucille Patton from the description I had when she came along the street. I raised my hat. "Miss Patton?" She paused and gave me one of those looks. Her eyes started with my face, went down to my shoes, came back up to my face. "Well?" she asked. "I want to talk with you." She moved slightly away from "About what?" "About Drury Wells." Her face was completely blank. "And your uncle, Aaron Bedford. It might be well for you to have certain information." That did it. She was starting to walk away, but she caught herself mid step. Her eyes, cool, gray and watchful, sparred with mine. "Official, personal, or curious?" she asked. "Let's say a combination of all three. I'm a detective." "Let's see your credentials." "Private," I said. "Oh," she said, and again moved slightly away. "Perhaps," I told her, "I can keep the official inquiry under control if we can talk personally." "Listen," She said, I'm not going to carry on a conversation on the street corner. I'm not going to get in that car with you, so there's no use holding the door so invitingly open. If you're holding any cards, start putting, the aces on the table. Then if I want to look at the rest of the hand, I'll let you know." I said, "Your uncle, Aaron Bedford, owned a section of land in San Bernardino County. He died and left the whole piece to Yvonne Clymer." "Well." "Yvonne Clymer claims to be married to Drury Wells. If there's a marriage, it's bigamous." "So what?" she asked. "There are lots of bigamous marriages." "Don't you want to protect Yvonne?" "Why Should I?" "She's your cousin, isn't she?" "We're related, but I've never seen her in my life." "Okay," I told her. "I give up. I'm making an investigation and I'm in a jam. I need all the information I can get. I think you might help." "In what way are you in a jam?" she asked. "It's a long story." "How did you spot me?" she asked. "I went to your place. I got acquainted with the manager. She described you to me." "I don't strike up street-corner conversations with strangers—no matter what the bait." "Want me to go to the house and have the manager introduce me? She offered to do that." "That wouldn't help. She only knows you because you introduced yourself to her. I know you that well." I said, "Here's the key to the automobile. Would you like to art behind the steering wheel? I'll sit on the right-hand side. You'll be behind the wheel. In that way no one's going to kidnap you." Suddenly she laughed and said, "I have an idea you're a nice boy. I believe you're more afraid of me than I am of you." "Well," I told her, "I thought you'd want some assurance." "Give me the key." I handed it to her. "Move over." I moved over and she slid through the door and in behind the wheel. I got in beside her and closed the door. She fitted the key to the lock in the car, turned it once to make certain it worked, then locked the ignition, opened her purse and dropped the key inside. "All right," she said, "tell me the rest of it." CHAPTER 13 By A.A FAIR (ERLE STANLEY GARDNER) OES DRURY ever come to see the children?" I asked Mrs. Ambler. Her lips came together in a grim line. "He comes to see the children just often enough to keep things all stirred up. He's hoping that someday Estelle won't let him see them and then he'll use that as grounds for a charge of mental cruelty—not that it will do him any good. Estelle has so much on him he can't ever get a divorce, although he probably doesn't know about it. You should see some of the letters my daughter found in his things, letters from a dozen different women, the most brazen, absolutely awful letters—I don't know how women can write letters like that." "Drury always asked them to write," Estelle said tonelessly. "It salved his ego and flattered his vanity." "In case he should show up to see the children," 1 said, "don't mention the fact that I was here. I'd like to conduct my investigations as quietly as possible." "That's all right, Mr. Lam," Mrs. Ambler said. "Estelle understands." Estelle gave me a limp hand and a wan smile. Mrs. Ambler followed me to the door. "It's a horrible thing when a girl's life is ruined this way," she said. "Estelle lives in dread of hearing that the children's father has gone to prison. If he'd Only stay away from them, Estelle could tell the children that he was dead. Then people wouldn't know about him." "I'll keep things as quiet as I can at my end," I told her, and went back to sit in my rented car and do a little thinking. I got hold of a city directory and looked under the Patterns to see if I could find a Lucille Patton. Luck was with me; she was listed with a street address and a telephone number. I drove around to the address. It was a small apartment house. The manager told me that Lucille Patton worked at one of the state offices. She didn't know which one. She said Miss Patton was nearly always home around fivefifteen. The manager was a garrulous woman, dying for someone to talk to. I had some time to kill so I sat around and chatted. Finally, when I brought the subject of conversation back to Lucille, she was wide open. Lucille had been there for about five years, living in the one apartment. She was steady-going and respectable, but a good scout. Everybody seemed to like her. She was very reticent about her family, but apparently had never married. She was five feet three inches, around a hundred and ten, a very striking brunette with black hair, dark eyebrows and ashes, and gray eyes. The manager, a woman about forty-five, thought Lucille was not more than twenty-six or twenty-seven. She said Lucille was a good-natured girl who had lots of friends, and yet had the knack of keeping her own business affairs to herself. She had good job and steady pay. Then the manager tried pumping me, wanting to know what I did and what my interest was in Lucille. I told her I'd been friendly in the east with a fellow who had known Lucille when he was living in Sacramento. He told me if I ever got out there to be sure and give Lucille a ring, held said she was a perfect lady but nice company and never grouchy, always cheerful. "That's Lucille, all right," the manager agreed. I got away from the manager about a quarter to five. She offered to introduce me to Lucille if I'd wait, but I didn't want it that way. I drove my rented car down to the corner, found a place to park near the curb, opened the car door, got out on the Sidewalk and waited. I had no trouble recognizing Lucille Patton from the description I had when she came along the street. I raised my hat. "Miss Patton?" She paused and gave me one of those looks. Her eyes started with my face, went down to my shoes, came back up to my face. "Well?" she asked. "I want to talk with you." She moved slightly away from "About what?" "About Drury Wells." Her face was completely blank. "And your uncle, Aaron Bedford. It might be well for you to have certain information." That did it. She was starting to walk away, but she caught herself mid step. Her eyes, cool, gray and watchful, sparred with mine. "Official, personal, or curious?" she asked. "Let's say a combination of all three. I'm a detective." "Let's see your credentials." "Private," I said. "Oh," she said, and again moved slightly away. "Perhaps," I told her, "I can keep the official inquiry under control if we can talk personally." "Listen," She said, I'm not going to carry on a conversation on the street corner. I'm not going to get in that car with you, so there's no use holding the door so invitingly open. If you're holding any cards, start putting, the aces on the table. Then if I want to look at the rest of the hand, I'll let you know." I said, "Your uncle, Aaron Bedford, owned a section of land in San Bernardino County. He died and left the whole piece to Yvonne Clymer." "Well." "Yvonne Clymer claims to be married to Drury Wells. If there's a marriage, it's bigamous." "So what?" she asked. "There are lots of bigamous marriages." "Don't you want to protect Yvonne?" "Why Should I?" "She's your cousin, isn't she?" "We're related, but I've never seen her in my life." "Okay," I told her. "I give up. I'm making an investigation and I'm in a jam. I need all the information I can get. I think you might help." "In what way are you in a jam?" she asked. "It's a long story." "How did you spot me?" she asked. "I went to your place. I got acquainted with the manager. She described you to me." "I don't strike up street-corner conversations with strangers—no matter what the bait." "Want me to go to the house and have the manager introduce me? She offered to do that." "That wouldn't help. She only knows you because you introduced yourself to her. I know you that well." I said, "Here's the key to the automobile. Would you like to art behind the steering wheel? I'll sit on the right-hand side. You'll be behind the wheel. In that way no one's going to kidnap you." Suddenly she laughed and said, "I have an idea you're a nice boy. I believe you're more afraid of me than I am of you." "Well," I told her, "I thought you'd want some assurance." "Give me the key." I handed it to her. "Move over." I moved over and she slid through the door and in behind the wheel. I got in beside her and closed the door. She fitted the key to the lock in the car, turned it once to make certain it worked, then locked the ignition, opened her purse and dropped the key inside. "All right," she said, "tell me the rest of it." WISHING WELL HERE is a pleasant little game that will give you a message every day. It is a numerical puzzle designed to spell out your fortune. Count the letters in your first name. If the number of letters is 6 or more, subtract 4. If the number is less than 6, add 3. The result is your key number. Start at the upper left-hand corner of the rectangle and check every one of your key numbers, left to right. Then read the message the letters under the checked figures give you. North Carolina School Accepts 15-Year-Old Girl A 15-year-old Negro, girl became the first member of her race to enter an all-white school in Winston Salem as she registered in the 11th grade Thursday. There was no disturbance marring Gwendolyn Yvonne Bailey's first day of school in the 1300 white student formerly all-white high school. Earlier in the day, however, four white men were taken into police custody on suspicion of having painted racial obscenities in front of the newly integrated high school. An effigy was also burned from the school flag pole, but was removed before students arrived. In Charlotte, five teenagers were placed in police custody, charged with hanging an effigy from a school flagpole. Three Negroes, who ended the traditional color line in public schools yesterday attended peacefully Thursday. A 16-year-old 11th grade Negro girl who was attacked by a mob of white students, stoned and spat upon yesterday, returned to class again Thursday with no disturbance. The Winston Salem principal Claude R. Joyner praised his students for not demonstrating as their school became desegregated for the first time to its history, and added: "This is the beginning of a new era. She'll be just another student tomorrow." Gwendolyn walked unmolested into the school building, spent ten minutes registering and left followed only by newsmen. FOUR ARRESTED A 15-year-old Negro, girl became the first member of her race to enter an all-white school in Winston Salem as she registered in the 11th grade Thursday. There was no disturbance marring Gwendolyn Yvonne Bailey's first day of school in the 1300 white student formerly all-white high school. Earlier in the day, however, four white men were taken into police custody on suspicion of having painted racial obscenities in front of the newly integrated high school. An effigy was also burned from the school flag pole, but was removed before students arrived. In Charlotte, five teenagers were placed in police custody, charged with hanging an effigy from a school flagpole. Three Negroes, who ended the traditional color line in public schools yesterday attended peacefully Thursday. A 16-year-old 11th grade Negro girl who was attacked by a mob of white students, stoned and spat upon yesterday, returned to class again Thursday with no disturbance. The Winston Salem principal Claude R. Joyner praised his students for not demonstrating as their school became desegregated for the first time to its history, and added: "This is the beginning of a new era. She'll be just another student tomorrow." Gwendolyn walked unmolested into the school building, spent ten minutes registering and left followed only by newsmen. NEXT; GRID TROUBLES IN MANASSAS.