Memphis World
Memphis World Publishing Co.
1955-03-04
Raymond F. Tisby

MEMPHIS WORLD
AMERICA'S STANDARD RACE JOURNAL
The South's Oldest and Leading Colored Semi-Weekly Newspaper
Published by MEMPHIS WORLD PUBLISHING CO.
Every TUESDAY and FRIDAY at 164 BEALE—Phone 8-4030
Entered in the Post Office at Memphis, Tenn., as second-class mail
under the Act of Congress, March 1, 1870
Member of SCOTT NEWSPAPER SYNDICATE
W. A. Scott, II, Founder; C. A. Scott General Manager
Raymond F. Tisby
Managing Editor
Mrs. Rosa Brown Bracy
Public Relations and Advertising
William C. Weathers
Circulation Promotion
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and non-partisan, printing news unbiasedly and supporting those things
it believes to be of interest to its readers and opposing those things against
the interest of its readers.
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"Asking Much"

Giving the South reasonable time to get schools desegregated
is one thing. Giving them federal money to maintain an outlawed
system is a little different.
Sen. Lister Hill of Alabama has warned against dragging the
racial segregation issue into federal aid-to-education legislation.
You can't accomplish social revolution this way, he protests, in
answer to Northern senators who want to deny federal aid to
segregated schools.
This would seem to mean that we not only have to give the
Dixie brethren a lot of time to comply with the Supreme Court's
historic ruling on the subject of Segregation but even if they take
too long, we are foreclosed from nudging, them via financial
pressure into faster action. Does it also mean that such avoidance
of Southern compliance as state legislative ingenuity may suggest
down there below the Mason-Dixon line is to be considered a just
charge against the Federal Government, which means against the
pocketbooks of all of us? Will we be expected to pay for the 'private-public' 
schools being talked of as a means of getting around
the desegregation order?
While there is a division of power in the United States among
three great departments of Government, these departments don't
work at cross purposes. And for the legislative arm to appropriate
money to maintain a system which the judicial arm has outlawed is
surely more than a bit incongruous. If the states' rights principle
to which the South is so attached has any meaning in consistency
and dignity it ought to mean that states which assert the principle
as a point of privilege ought to accept it as a point of duty and
finance their own foot-dragging on the desegregation issue.

Zhukov Rise Good Sign
The announcement that Marshal Georgi Zhukov would be the
new Defense Minister of the Soviet Union should be good news to
the United States. For Zhukov is one of the few Russians who
has had any contact with a high American official.
Zhukov, the most famous Russian World War II military hero,
met President Eisenhower, then Supreme Commander Eisenhower,
in the Berlin area as the war ended. Zhukov had led his Red
troops into Berlin and captured it in bitter fighting while the Allies 
had stopped themselves on the Elbe River. When the Germans 
surrendered, and the different sectors and zones for Berlin
and Germany were arranged, Ike and Zhukov were thrown together 
repeatedly as allied commanders.
Now that the head man of the Russian military organization
is a man who knows the President of the United States, and who
has admitted he admired and liked him, it can be hoped that there
is a chance that something good might come out of this former relationship. 

If, eventually, Zhukov would ever become an influence in
Moscow toward bringing about a meeting of President Eisenhower
and Premier Bulganin, or other top Russian leaders (including himself) 
it would be a good thing for this country and the free world.
Eisenhower and Red military leaders ought to have something 
in common. It could be that they would find more of a
bond, through military training and World War II experience,
than any top Russian and American officials since the Communists
came to power. This is the best hope Americans have had in
some time, and therefore the rise bf Zhukov and speculation about
a meeting between Russian and American officials is not a bad
sign.

Thoughts For "The Day Of Prayer"
While they might not openly admit it, one of the serious
and most confusing problems in the lives of Christians, is their
prayers. There are many fine and well-meaning church members
who have had trouble with their prayers. While they persist in it,
they have on their log so many unanswered prayers.
Ironically stated, some of the petitions indulged in would
not rate the proportion of prayer, still the gesture remains with
its sender in supplication expecting an answer. It is significant to
state that prayer is not necessarily words; prayer might be an attitude 
of desire expressed inwardly and wordlessly clinging on
to the altars of hope.
It has been said that an Indian once wanted to pray, he felt
eternally grateful for something and desired spiritual communication 
of some sort. The prayers he had heard the white men pray,
were in English, and he knew only two English — Monday and
Tuesday. So he crept into his little quiet confine and whispered —
"Monday" — "Tuesday" until he happily bursted out in the open —
"MONDAY — TUESDAY."
This was a prayer.
The scores of "unanswered" prayers constitute the problem
of many devout Christians. They cannot understand how so many
of their prayers, devoutly designed and so humbly sent up, fall
out on the desert air — with no answer whatever in return. They
are dumbfounded and confused, but still they would insist in
prayer.
Some reach the conclusion, why pray?
Our Lord to a request of his disciples, taught them how to
pray. He warned against vain repetitions and long prayers for
popular acclaim — such as those of the Pharisees.
In the pattern Our Lord gave, one of the outstanding petitions 
that might shed light for the comfort of those who have
banked "unanswered" prayers, is "Thy, will be done." Here is
summed up what one might expect, in return of prayer. In fact
a prayer cannot be consistently listed as unanswered with this
proviso entering such a condition. To call a prayer unanswered,
one must know the will of God and this one cannot immediately
know. When a prayer is conditioned by this limitation, whatever
comes might rightly be termed the answer.
Why then pray? comes the question.
Prayer, under the stated condition, links man's desires with
God's will; it places one in an attitude to receive God's will. If
what is being prayed for is not forthcoming, then one who prays
realizes that God's will was otherwise to what was prayed, and in
the end feels that the prayer has been answered.
On the other hand, prayers do not necessarily bring an immediate 
answer. The dying thief received an immediate answer to
his — but there are scores who pray within the confines of the
will of God — who must wait, patiently for years for an answer.
God's will represents the timing of the answers and since we do
not know God's will, it is ours to register these prayers on the
lamb — book of faith for the "due time."
There are others and possibly deeper definitions for prayer,
and while we make no claim of being an authority, having had
trouble ourselves with our own prayers, we pass along what has
been at least a powerful asset to our faith and a mighty consoler
in our meditations over these "unanswered" prayers.

Our Newspapers
The week of March 13-20 will be observed as "National
Negro Newspaper Week." This will mark the 128th year of the
Negro-produced newspaper and the 17th year that this observance 
has been sponsored. However, it was about 1944 when it
became a project of the National Newspaper Publishers Association. 

Theme of the founding anniversary this year is: "The Negro
Press in A Desegregated Society." This is both an optimistic and
prophetic theme in which it is envisioned that the Negro-directed
newspaper press has a place of service cut out for it in the
change-over now going on. Meantime it is both part and partner,
it seems, in the process of healthful and beneficial change which
must come if democracy is to continue a dynamic, appealing and
living force.
The esteemed St. Louis Argus has observed:
For that length of time the Negro newspaper has performed 
two important functions which people sometimes tend to
take for granted.
The first of these functions is the presentation of news about
Negro citizens and other persons of color that white papers have
ignored. Each week across the country millions of words are printed 
by Negro newspapers about events in the lives of colored
people which they otherwise would not know about.
The second of these functions is the battle waged by these
papers against injustices suffered by certain American citizens
solely because of their skin color. This second function is probably
more important than the first, for the Negro newspaper can take
tremendous credit for the extent to which democracy has gradually 
become more of a realization in this nation.
On occasion this race organ has aroused the inborn sense
of decency in men of the majority group. It has placed before the
light of public opinion the gross shortcomings of this democracy
as a result of criminal intolerance. It has struggled persistently to
save the nation from its own sin.
The services of the Negro newspaper are not limited to
Negro-citizens. It has often served as an index for white citizens
by which they have become more enlightened about their fellowcitizens 
of color. In this respect it has probably done more to
bring about understanding than any other institution or agency
excluding integrated schools.
When you read your Negro newspaper think of the volume
of information you would lack were such papers non-existent.

Manassas High News
Manassas is presenting n tele
vision program this Sunday on
WMCT Channel 5 on "Memphis
Makes Music."
Program time is 2:30 a. m. The
show will be produced and directed
by Mrs. Bobbie Blakely Jones and
will be tape recorded.
Last year Manassas was complimented 
on presenting the best show
of the year of "Memphis Makes
Music" and this year will undoubtedly 
be no exception.
A special film, produced by the
TB Association actually depicted
the operation of a human being, a
man who was ailing with lung cancer 
and had to have one of his lung
taken out in order for him to survive. 

Much emphasis was put on the
fact that this man was a heavy
Smoker (he smoked 2 to 3 packs a
day) and that smoking could have
caused the development of the cancer. 

The picture was in technicolor

which made one feel he was right
in the hospital where the operation
took place. I'm sure that many
smokers who saw the film have resolved 
to never ever smoke another
cigarette.
"The Doctor in Spite of Himself,"
from the comments I've heard, was
pretty good, but some of the students 
say there wasn't enough action 
in the play.
The popularity contest winners
will be announced this coming Tuesday 
and the "Experts" are really
having a hard time as they have
received some new nominations.
FOXIEST GIRLS: (Dealing with
the shape) Mary Dell Robinson,
Betty Smith. Racine Wilkerson,
Dorothy White and Delphine Bass.
MOST HANDSOME BOYS:
James Austin, James Crawford, Curtis 
Minor, Rozelle Blanchard, Quan
James, Leonard Martin, Russell
Fletcher and Charles Delane.
BEST COMEDIAN: Donald
Goodrich.
MOST INSENSITIVE: Josephine
Watkins and Betty Smith.
BEST POISE: Costello Ward, Mildred 
Hunt Rosie Moseley, Magnolia
Armstrong, Gwendolyn Malone, Betty 
Smith, Delores Macklin, Bernice
Parson and Peggy Brantley.
TOP LOVER: Ronnie Taylor
Eddie Wilson and Johnny Locke.
Talk of the prom still lingers in
the air and here are some of the
couples you'll probably see dancing
on that dreamy night in April,
Joe Purdy and Lorraine Hubbard,
Marilyn Patterson and Tommic
Bouie, Claude Carter and Zenobia
Johnson. Sylvester Ford and Margaret 
Wilson. Evander Ford and
Amelia Wilson. Ernestine Gates and
Benny, Miry Hall and M. J. Shirley 
Evans and Harvey Parnel, James
Ivv and Dorothy White, Melvin and
Ethel, Jones, Henry Young and
Evelyn Beachum, Mary Bratcher
and Joseph Varnado, Georgia Webb
and Jeff Williams, Carroll Gholston
and Delois Tatum, Effie Harper
and Joseph Varnado, Quintin Giles
and Lois Stee Baker, Racine Wilkerson 
and Johnny Locke and Esther 
Johnson and Ronald Childress.
The Ole Timers and the Double
Ten Society are sponsoring skating
parties every Monday evening from
four to six. These parties are exclusively 
for Manassites only at the
Hippodrome.

MANASSAS TAKES TO
AIRWAYS SUNDAY
Manassas is presenting n tele
vision program this Sunday on
WMCT Channel 5 on "Memphis
Makes Music."
Program time is 2:30 a. m. The
show will be produced and directed
by Mrs. Bobbie Blakely Jones and
will be tape recorded.
Last year Manassas was complimented 
on presenting the best show
of the year of "Memphis Makes
Music" and this year will undoubtedly 
be no exception.
A special film, produced by the
TB Association actually depicted
the operation of a human being, a
man who was ailing with lung cancer 
and had to have one of his lung
taken out in order for him to survive. 

Much emphasis was put on the
fact that this man was a heavy
Smoker (he smoked 2 to 3 packs a
day) and that smoking could have
caused the development of the cancer. 

The picture was in technicolor

which made one feel he was right
in the hospital where the operation
took place. I'm sure that many
smokers who saw the film have resolved 
to never ever smoke another
cigarette.
"The Doctor in Spite of Himself,"
from the comments I've heard, was
pretty good, but some of the students 
say there wasn't enough action 
in the play.
The popularity contest winners
will be announced this coming Tuesday 
and the "Experts" are really
having a hard time as they have
received some new nominations.
FOXIEST GIRLS: (Dealing with
the shape) Mary Dell Robinson,
Betty Smith. Racine Wilkerson,
Dorothy White and Delphine Bass.
MOST HANDSOME BOYS:
James Austin, James Crawford, Curtis 
Minor, Rozelle Blanchard, Quan
James, Leonard Martin, Russell
Fletcher and Charles Delane.
BEST COMEDIAN: Donald
Goodrich.
MOST INSENSITIVE: Josephine
Watkins and Betty Smith.
BEST POISE: Costello Ward, Mildred 
Hunt Rosie Moseley, Magnolia
Armstrong, Gwendolyn Malone, Betty 
Smith, Delores Macklin, Bernice
Parson and Peggy Brantley.
TOP LOVER: Ronnie Taylor
Eddie Wilson and Johnny Locke.
Talk of the prom still lingers in
the air and here are some of the
couples you'll probably see dancing
on that dreamy night in April,
Joe Purdy and Lorraine Hubbard,
Marilyn Patterson and Tommic
Bouie, Claude Carter and Zenobia
Johnson. Sylvester Ford and Margaret 
Wilson. Evander Ford and
Amelia Wilson. Ernestine Gates and
Benny, Miry Hall and M. J. Shirley 
Evans and Harvey Parnel, James
Ivv and Dorothy White, Melvin and
Ethel, Jones, Henry Young and
Evelyn Beachum, Mary Bratcher
and Joseph Varnado, Georgia Webb
and Jeff Williams, Carroll Gholston
and Delois Tatum, Effie Harper
and Joseph Varnado, Quintin Giles
and Lois Stee Baker, Racine Wilkerson 
and Johnny Locke and Esther 
Johnson and Ronald Childress.
The Ole Timers and the Double
Ten Society are sponsoring skating
parties every Monday evening from
four to six. These parties are exclusively 
for Manassites only at the
Hippodrome.

"THE EVILS OF SMOKING
Manassas is presenting n tele
vision program this Sunday on
WMCT Channel 5 on "Memphis
Makes Music."
Program time is 2:30 a. m. The
show will be produced and directed
by Mrs. Bobbie Blakely Jones and
will be tape recorded.
Last year Manassas was complimented 
on presenting the best show
of the year of "Memphis Makes
Music" and this year will undoubtedly 
be no exception.
A special film, produced by the
TB Association actually depicted
the operation of a human being, a
man who was ailing with lung cancer 
and had to have one of his lung
taken out in order for him to survive. 

Much emphasis was put on the
fact that this man was a heavy
Smoker (he smoked 2 to 3 packs a
day) and that smoking could have
caused the development of the cancer. 

The picture was in technicolor

which made one feel he was right
in the hospital where the operation
took place. I'm sure that many
smokers who saw the film have resolved 
to never ever smoke another
cigarette.
"The Doctor in Spite of Himself,"
from the comments I've heard, was
pretty good, but some of the students 
say there wasn't enough action 
in the play.
The popularity contest winners
will be announced this coming Tuesday 
and the "Experts" are really
having a hard time as they have
received some new nominations.
FOXIEST GIRLS: (Dealing with
the shape) Mary Dell Robinson,
Betty Smith. Racine Wilkerson,
Dorothy White and Delphine Bass.
MOST HANDSOME BOYS:
James Austin, James Crawford, Curtis 
Minor, Rozelle Blanchard, Quan
James, Leonard Martin, Russell
Fletcher and Charles Delane.
BEST COMEDIAN: Donald
Goodrich.
MOST INSENSITIVE: Josephine
Watkins and Betty Smith.
BEST POISE: Costello Ward, Mildred 
Hunt Rosie Moseley, Magnolia
Armstrong, Gwendolyn Malone, Betty 
Smith, Delores Macklin, Bernice
Parson and Peggy Brantley.
TOP LOVER: Ronnie Taylor
Eddie Wilson and Johnny Locke.
Talk of the prom still lingers in
the air and here are some of the
couples you'll probably see dancing
on that dreamy night in April,
Joe Purdy and Lorraine Hubbard,
Marilyn Patterson and Tommic
Bouie, Claude Carter and Zenobia
Johnson. Sylvester Ford and Margaret 
Wilson. Evander Ford and
Amelia Wilson. Ernestine Gates and
Benny, Miry Hall and M. J. Shirley 
Evans and Harvey Parnel, James
Ivv and Dorothy White, Melvin and
Ethel, Jones, Henry Young and
Evelyn Beachum, Mary Bratcher
and Joseph Varnado, Georgia Webb
and Jeff Williams, Carroll Gholston
and Delois Tatum, Effie Harper
and Joseph Varnado, Quintin Giles
and Lois Stee Baker, Racine Wilkerson 
and Johnny Locke and Esther 
Johnson and Ronald Childress.
The Ole Timers and the Double
Ten Society are sponsoring skating
parties every Monday evening from
four to six. These parties are exclusively 
for Manassites only at the
Hippodrome.

ERNESTINE'S CORNER
Manassas is presenting n tele
vision program this Sunday on
WMCT Channel 5 on "Memphis
Makes Music."
Program time is 2:30 a. m. The
show will be produced and directed
by Mrs. Bobbie Blakely Jones and
will be tape recorded.
Last year Manassas was complimented 
on presenting the best show
of the year of "Memphis Makes
Music" and this year will undoubtedly 
be no exception.
A special film, produced by the
TB Association actually depicted
the operation of a human being, a
man who was ailing with lung cancer 
and had to have one of his lung
taken out in order for him to survive. 

Much emphasis was put on the
fact that this man was a heavy
Smoker (he smoked 2 to 3 packs a
day) and that smoking could have
caused the development of the cancer. 

The picture was in technicolor

which made one feel he was right
in the hospital where the operation
took place. I'm sure that many
smokers who saw the film have resolved 
to never ever smoke another
cigarette.
"The Doctor in Spite of Himself,"
from the comments I've heard, was
pretty good, but some of the students 
say there wasn't enough action 
in the play.
The popularity contest winners
will be announced this coming Tuesday 
and the "Experts" are really
having a hard time as they have
received some new nominations.
FOXIEST GIRLS: (Dealing with
the shape) Mary Dell Robinson,
Betty Smith. Racine Wilkerson,
Dorothy White and Delphine Bass.
MOST HANDSOME BOYS:
James Austin, James Crawford, Curtis 
Minor, Rozelle Blanchard, Quan
James, Leonard Martin, Russell
Fletcher and Charles Delane.
BEST COMEDIAN: Donald
Goodrich.
MOST INSENSITIVE: Josephine
Watkins and Betty Smith.
BEST POISE: Costello Ward, Mildred 
Hunt Rosie Moseley, Magnolia
Armstrong, Gwendolyn Malone, Betty 
Smith, Delores Macklin, Bernice
Parson and Peggy Brantley.
TOP LOVER: Ronnie Taylor
Eddie Wilson and Johnny Locke.
Talk of the prom still lingers in
the air and here are some of the
couples you'll probably see dancing
on that dreamy night in April,
Joe Purdy and Lorraine Hubbard,
Marilyn Patterson and Tommic
Bouie, Claude Carter and Zenobia
Johnson. Sylvester Ford and Margaret 
Wilson. Evander Ford and
Amelia Wilson. Ernestine Gates and
Benny, Miry Hall and M. J. Shirley 
Evans and Harvey Parnel, James
Ivv and Dorothy White, Melvin and
Ethel, Jones, Henry Young and
Evelyn Beachum, Mary Bratcher
and Joseph Varnado, Georgia Webb
and Jeff Williams, Carroll Gholston
and Delois Tatum, Effie Harper
and Joseph Varnado, Quintin Giles
and Lois Stee Baker, Racine Wilkerson 
and Johnny Locke and Esther 
Johnson and Ronald Childress.
The Ole Timers and the Double
Ten Society are sponsoring skating
parties every Monday evening from
four to six. These parties are exclusively 
for Manassites only at the
Hippodrome.

HERE THERE AND AROUND
MANASSAS
Manassas is presenting n tele
vision program this Sunday on
WMCT Channel 5 on "Memphis
Makes Music."
Program time is 2:30 a. m. The
show will be produced and directed
by Mrs. Bobbie Blakely Jones and
will be tape recorded.
Last year Manassas was complimented 
on presenting the best show
of the year of "Memphis Makes
Music" and this year will undoubtedly 
be no exception.
A special film, produced by the
TB Association actually depicted
the operation of a human being, a
man who was ailing with lung cancer 
and had to have one of his lung
taken out in order for him to survive. 

Much emphasis was put on the
fact that this man was a heavy
Smoker (he smoked 2 to 3 packs a
day) and that smoking could have
caused the development of the cancer. 

The picture was in technicolor

which made one feel he was right
in the hospital where the operation
took place. I'm sure that many
smokers who saw the film have resolved 
to never ever smoke another
cigarette.
"The Doctor in Spite of Himself,"
from the comments I've heard, was
pretty good, but some of the students 
say there wasn't enough action 
in the play.
The popularity contest winners
will be announced this coming Tuesday 
and the "Experts" are really
having a hard time as they have
received some new nominations.
FOXIEST GIRLS: (Dealing with
the shape) Mary Dell Robinson,
Betty Smith. Racine Wilkerson,
Dorothy White and Delphine Bass.
MOST HANDSOME BOYS:
James Austin, James Crawford, Curtis 
Minor, Rozelle Blanchard, Quan
James, Leonard Martin, Russell
Fletcher and Charles Delane.
BEST COMEDIAN: Donald
Goodrich.
MOST INSENSITIVE: Josephine
Watkins and Betty Smith.
BEST POISE: Costello Ward, Mildred 
Hunt Rosie Moseley, Magnolia
Armstrong, Gwendolyn Malone, Betty 
Smith, Delores Macklin, Bernice
Parson and Peggy Brantley.
TOP LOVER: Ronnie Taylor
Eddie Wilson and Johnny Locke.
Talk of the prom still lingers in
the air and here are some of the
couples you'll probably see dancing
on that dreamy night in April,
Joe Purdy and Lorraine Hubbard,
Marilyn Patterson and Tommic
Bouie, Claude Carter and Zenobia
Johnson. Sylvester Ford and Margaret 
Wilson. Evander Ford and
Amelia Wilson. Ernestine Gates and
Benny, Miry Hall and M. J. Shirley 
Evans and Harvey Parnel, James
Ivv and Dorothy White, Melvin and
Ethel, Jones, Henry Young and
Evelyn Beachum, Mary Bratcher
and Joseph Varnado, Georgia Webb
and Jeff Williams, Carroll Gholston
and Delois Tatum, Effie Harper
and Joseph Varnado, Quintin Giles
and Lois Stee Baker, Racine Wilkerson 
and Johnny Locke and Esther 
Johnson and Ronald Childress.
The Ole Timers and the Double
Ten Society are sponsoring skating
parties every Monday evening from
four to six. These parties are exclusively 
for Manassites only at the
Hippodrome.

SKATING EVERY MONDAY
EVENING
Manassas is presenting n tele
vision program this Sunday on
WMCT Channel 5 on "Memphis
Makes Music."
Program time is 2:30 a. m. The
show will be produced and directed
by Mrs. Bobbie Blakely Jones and
will be tape recorded.
Last year Manassas was complimented 
on presenting the best show
of the year of "Memphis Makes
Music" and this year will undoubtedly 
be no exception.
A special film, produced by the
TB Association actually depicted
the operation of a human being, a
man who was ailing with lung cancer 
and had to have one of his lung
taken out in order for him to survive. 

Much emphasis was put on the
fact that this man was a heavy
Smoker (he smoked 2 to 3 packs a
day) and that smoking could have
caused the development of the cancer. 

The picture was in technicolor

which made one feel he was right
in the hospital where the operation
took place. I'm sure that many
smokers who saw the film have resolved 
to never ever smoke another
cigarette.
"The Doctor in Spite of Himself,"
from the comments I've heard, was
pretty good, but some of the students 
say there wasn't enough action 
in the play.
The popularity contest winners
will be announced this coming Tuesday 
and the "Experts" are really
having a hard time as they have
received some new nominations.
FOXIEST GIRLS: (Dealing with
the shape) Mary Dell Robinson,
Betty Smith. Racine Wilkerson,
Dorothy White and Delphine Bass.
MOST HANDSOME BOYS:
James Austin, James Crawford, Curtis 
Minor, Rozelle Blanchard, Quan
James, Leonard Martin, Russell
Fletcher and Charles Delane.
BEST COMEDIAN: Donald
Goodrich.
MOST INSENSITIVE: Josephine
Watkins and Betty Smith.
BEST POISE: Costello Ward, Mildred 
Hunt Rosie Moseley, Magnolia
Armstrong, Gwendolyn Malone, Betty 
Smith, Delores Macklin, Bernice
Parson and Peggy Brantley.
TOP LOVER: Ronnie Taylor
Eddie Wilson and Johnny Locke.
Talk of the prom still lingers in
the air and here are some of the
couples you'll probably see dancing
on that dreamy night in April,
Joe Purdy and Lorraine Hubbard,
Marilyn Patterson and Tommic
Bouie, Claude Carter and Zenobia
Johnson. Sylvester Ford and Margaret 
Wilson. Evander Ford and
Amelia Wilson. Ernestine Gates and
Benny, Miry Hall and M. J. Shirley 
Evans and Harvey Parnel, James
Ivv and Dorothy White, Melvin and
Ethel, Jones, Henry Young and
Evelyn Beachum, Mary Bratcher
and Joseph Varnado, Georgia Webb
and Jeff Williams, Carroll Gholston
and Delois Tatum, Effie Harper
and Joseph Varnado, Quintin Giles
and Lois Stee Baker, Racine Wilkerson 
and Johnny Locke and Esther 
Johnson and Ronald Childress.
The Ole Timers and the Double
Ten Society are sponsoring skating
parties every Monday evening from
four to six. These parties are exclusively 
for Manassites only at the
Hippodrome.

O. E. JOHNSON
GETS PROMOTION — S. J.
Clark, Area Manager for the Southern 
Division of the Mammoth Life
and Accident Insurance Company,
announces the promotion of O. E.
Johnson (see cut to Field Supervisor. 

Mr. Johnson has been serving as
agent on the Memphis District of
the Mammoth Life and Accident
Insurance Company.
He has been in the Life Insurance 
business for 16 years. He is a
graduate of Manassas High School.
He resides with his wife and two
children at his home, 1028 Leath
Street.
Mr. Johnson will travel in the
interest of the company throughout
its Southern Division.

LIFE

Heart Fund
Goal Surpassed
The Memphis and Shelby County
Heart Campaign closed on an optimistic 
note Monday (Feb. 28)
that contributions still being mailed 
in by citizens would put the
1955 drive over its $50,000 goal.
Final bid effort in the campaign
was Heart Tag Day Saturday
when 627 white and colored high
school girls tasked Memphians with
tiny red heart pins. The girls,
working in pairs, covered the down
town and suburban business areas,
and asked that contributions be
cropped in bright red plastic heart
shaped banks.
J. L. Highsaw, principal of Memphis 
Technical High School, served 
as general chairman of the
school division or the drive. Blair
T. Hunt principal of Booker T.
Washington High School was in
charge of Tag Day participation
from Booker T. Washington, Melrose, 
Manassas and Hamilton High
Schools.
Bruce S. Ford, general chairman
of the Heart Drive, reported one of
the larger contributions last week
was a $500 check received from the
civilian and military employees at
Mallory Air Force Depot. He urged
Memphians to continue to send
their donations to Memphis Heart
Association, 600 Hickman Building,
to support the local and national
Heart Associations' three way programs 
of research, education and
community service projects.
Heart Sunday contributions now
total more than $25,600, according

to Heart Sunday chairman Jack
Pipkin. "Envelopes left by volunteers 
are still coming in through
the mails with contributions of
persons not at home on Heart Sunday. 
The 1955 Heart Sunday was
by far our most successful. Not
even inclement weather interfered
with the outstanding results," he
said.

The Inheritors
By JANE ABBOTT
Copyright, 1955, by Jane Abbott, Distributed by King Features Syndicate
If the three heirs to old Josh Trevitts 
sizeable upstate New fork farm
remain on it for at least three months
after his death each will inherit onethird 
of the land. Those leaving sooner
must relinquish their share or shares
to those remaining. Anal resident to
be awarded the entire farm. So when
old Josh died, his kin were notified
and copies of his will mailed them. In
the late spring, we find Jennie Todd, an
inheritor, a spinster, at the Trevitt
place, malting ready her quarters in
the rambling old farmhouse, and being
assisted by Wick Middleton, executor of
the Trevitt estate.
IT WAS after 4, so Wick did not
stop at his office but drove on to
his home. Though he had lived in
it his 41 years, there was always
a pleasantly satisfying feeling in
turning into its driveway under
the big maple trees, knowing the
comfort that awaited him in the
big, homely old house. His cousin
Nettle was cooking supper.
Nettie had said, when she came
after his mother had died 15 years
ago: "I'll stay until you find yourself 
a wife, Wick." But he had not
found anyone he wanted to marry.
The town said it was because Nettie 
took too good care of ham. His
friends teased him about it. "Look
at you! Ten pounds overweight!"
Nettie had friends in the town—
sometimes he had heard it suggested 
that Jim Meese might be
more than a friend but had laughed
at it, for Jim was as set a bachelor
as he was.
He always went into the house
through the kitchen door. Nettie
was in the kitchen. "You're home
early, Wick."
"Yes. I drove up to the Trevett
farm. One of the nieces has come
—drove in, while I was there, in
Ed's taxi. Jennie Todd—the unmarried 
one."
"What'll that mean, Wick?"
"All it means is that she is in
her wing of the house." He added:
"Ahead of her right to be there."
The legality of it did not bother
Nettie. "It's nice one of them
came, the way Josh wanted them,
to!" Then she exclaimed: "My
goodness, Wick! I forgot—there's
a telegram come for you. Pete
Morey brought it here what he
couldn't find you at the office. I
put it on your table in the sittingroom." 
She hurried to get it.
Wick read it. "My word! Another 
one's Coming...."
"Another what?"
"Another of Josh's heirs. The
other niece."
He read the telegram aloud:
"Arriving by motor with daughter
late Thursday afternoon. Please
reserve rooms with bath for us at
best hotel, for such length of time
as it will lake to put my part of
the Trevett homestead in liveable
order. Please engage reliable
woman to clean place and housekeeper 
for the summer. Hester
Wilmer."
"Sounds like she may be a little
uppity," commented Nettie.
Wick began to laugh. "Our best
hotel! Wait 'till she sees the Buck
House here."
Nettie said: "Wick they can't
go there! It isn't even clean!
They'll nave to come here."
"Here!" He looked at her in horror. 
"Are you crazy, Net? I've an
idea this Hester Wilmer is a tough
one to take."
Nettie shook her reproving finger 
at him. "Now don't go jumping 
to conclusions about someone
you've not laid an eye on! They

can have the two front rooms. I
won't mind a bit giving them
meals. And I'll speak to Mrs. Dean
tomorrow about the cleaning up
there. She needs work."
Near noon the next day a thickset, 
sandy-haired man opened
Wick's office door, came hesitantly 
into the room and asked:
"You're the lawyer Middleton?"
Wick said: "Yes. And you are—
Thomas Todd?" He barely made
it a question, so certain was he
that the third heir would appear.
"No. I'm Dan Dooley, friend of
Tommy's. A good friend. Tommy
couldn't come, so I come and
brought Tommy's girl. She's down
in my truck, waiting. Thought I
ought to speak to you before I
drive her up to that place."
"Sit down, Mr. Dooley. The will
hasn't been probated. I sent a
waiver to Thomas Todd to sign.
I haven't had it returned to me.
This girl cannot occupy those
quarters up there until these technicalities 
are covered, the estate
proportioned out. Then only if her
father chooses to meet the provisions 
or Jehosophat Trevett'a will.
She, herself, has no claim on it"
Dan Dooley sat down on the
edge of a chair, a puzzled concern
on his face. "I don't know nothing
about law but I thought what was
Tommy's was Cindy's."
Wick was thinking he never had
seen more honest eyes than this
man's, fixed on him, asking something, 
asking it in desperation. He
said: "Is there any reason why it
was imperative that you bring the
girl now?"
Dooley said: "The girl had to go
somewheres—there was only this
place to come to. Heard of it in
the nick of time, it seemed. Or so
Brigit said. We're Cindy's guardians, 
sort of, Brigit and me. Tommy 
brought her to us when she
wasn't much more than a baby, and
we've reared her. She's a good girl,
19 now. Through school and graduated 
head of her class..."
He saw Dan swallow as if it
were hard to say what he had to
say. "Tommy's in trouble just now.
It looks bad—this time."
"Under arrest?"
"Held, they call it. And the girl
doesn't know. She would it she
stayed with us there in Covington. 
The paper'd be full of it, for
Covington was—well, you could
say Tommy's head office. We've
kept her from knowing all along
what Tommy's business was."
"Gambling?" asked Wick.
Dan nodded. "Some. Horse racing. 
Numbers. But it's these here
pin-ball machines now. They got
up a syndicate—covers as far as
the west Coast. They got them,
though, in St. Louis. Someone
started a big hullabaloo there. You
see Tommy works under another
name—Richard Cornelius. But it'll
come out who he is and Cindy'll
know."
Wick said: "Has she any funds,
Dooley? She can get nothing from
the estate as things are just now."
"I've brought, the money she's
been earning. I'll leave it with her.
It'll keep her for some weeks.
She's good at cooking."
Dan got to his feet. "I'll drive
her up if you'll tell me the road to
take. I figure to see tier sort of
settled before I start back. I'll
sleep in the truck tonight—go at
daybreak". Then he drew a big
envelope from his pocket, slightly

worn from long carrying. "Here's
all this you sent to Tommy. I
couldn't forward it to him, 'count
of his going under another name,
see? What you want me to do
with it?"
"Take it back with you—get it
to him when you can."
Dan Dooley held out his hand,
and Wick shook it. He glanced at
a small clock on his desk. "It's
lunchtime, Dooley. Let me take
you and—Cindy as my guests to a
restaurant nearby. Then I'll drive
up to the farm—show you the
way."
"That's right kind of you, Mr.
Middleton."
They went down the stairs together. 
Wick saw Dan's truck at
the curb and the girl in it.
"Cindy, this is Mr. Middleton.
He's asked us to cat with him before 
we go up to your place. Climb
down!"
Cindy climbed nimbly down,
held a small hand out to Wick.
"Very glad to sec you, Mr. Middleton! 
I'm awfully excited to be
here. Starving, too!"
She ate heartily of the food Mrs.
Plebby of the Midtown lunch parlor 
put on the table.
Outside of the restaurant Wick
said to Dooley, "Miss Todd will
need some provisions. There's a
store down the block."
"We bought some stuff. It's in
the truck."
"Well, we'll start off, then My
car's right here—I'll lead the way."
There was no sign of Miss Jennie 
Todd when be drove into the
farm. Nor of Gary Norbeck.
"This Is it," he said to Cindy
and motioned to the back door of
the kitchen wing. She was due for
a let-down, Wick thought, remembering 
Josh's limited quarters.
Dan Dooley was following Cindy
toward the door, a "battered telescope 
bag in one hand, a filled
brown paper bag in the other.
But Cindy, standing in the middle 
of the kitchen wing, looking
around it, cried out, "Dan, isn't it
cute? See the little stove?" She
went to the stove, lifted a lid.
"What do you burn in it, Mr. Middleton?" 

"Wood," he said. "The pile's back
of the house—plenty for the summer." 

Cindy, was not dismayed. "We
cooked with wood at the YW
camp."
Cindy went to old Josh's bed in
the corner, thumped the mattress.
"Any sheets and things?" asked
Dan Dooley of Wick.
Wick had asked of himself the
same thing when Cindy crossed
over to the bed. Jim Meese had
stripped it of its sheets, he knew,
directly after old Josh died.
"Maybe in this big chest," cried
Cindy, going to the huge old chest.
She opened a bottom drawer. "Yes,
here are sheets and pillow cases."
Wick moved toward the door.
"It there's nothing more I can do,
Miss Cindy..." He held his hand
out to tier. "You know where my
office is and where there is a grocery 
store."
"Yes. And thanks for the lunch,
Mr. Middleton."
"It'd be nice if she had a dog,
with her here," suggested Dan.
"No, Dan! A cat! I'd love a
cat!"
Wick heard himself saying, "I'll
get you a cat, Miss Cindy."


SYNOPSIS
By JANE ABBOTT
Copyright, 1955, by Jane Abbott, Distributed by King Features Syndicate
If the three heirs to old Josh Trevitts 
sizeable upstate New fork farm
remain on it for at least three months
after his death each will inherit onethird 
of the land. Those leaving sooner
must relinquish their share or shares
to those remaining. Anal resident to
be awarded the entire farm. So when
old Josh died, his kin were notified
and copies of his will mailed them. In
the late spring, we find Jennie Todd, an
inheritor, a spinster, at the Trevitt
place, malting ready her quarters in
the rambling old farmhouse, and being
assisted by Wick Middleton, executor of
the Trevitt estate.
IT WAS after 4, so Wick did not
stop at his office but drove on to
his home. Though he had lived in
it his 41 years, there was always
a pleasantly satisfying feeling in
turning into its driveway under
the big maple trees, knowing the
comfort that awaited him in the
big, homely old house. His cousin
Nettle was cooking supper.
Nettie had said, when she came
after his mother had died 15 years
ago: "I'll stay until you find yourself 
a wife, Wick." But he had not
found anyone he wanted to marry.
The town said it was because Nettie 
took too good care of ham. His
friends teased him about it. "Look
at you! Ten pounds overweight!"
Nettie had friends in the town—
sometimes he had heard it suggested 
that Jim Meese might be
more than a friend but had laughed
at it, for Jim was as set a bachelor
as he was.
He always went into the house
through the kitchen door. Nettie
was in the kitchen. "You're home
early, Wick."
"Yes. I drove up to the Trevett
farm. One of the nieces has come
—drove in, while I was there, in
Ed's taxi. Jennie Todd—the unmarried 
one."
"What'll that mean, Wick?"
"All it means is that she is in
her wing of the house." He added:
"Ahead of her right to be there."
The legality of it did not bother
Nettie. "It's nice one of them
came, the way Josh wanted them,
to!" Then she exclaimed: "My
goodness, Wick! I forgot—there's
a telegram come for you. Pete
Morey brought it here what he
couldn't find you at the office. I
put it on your table in the sittingroom." 
She hurried to get it.
Wick read it. "My word! Another 
one's Coming...."
"Another what?"
"Another of Josh's heirs. The
other niece."
He read the telegram aloud:
"Arriving by motor with daughter
late Thursday afternoon. Please
reserve rooms with bath for us at
best hotel, for such length of time
as it will lake to put my part of
the Trevett homestead in liveable
order. Please engage reliable
woman to clean place and housekeeper 
for the summer. Hester
Wilmer."
"Sounds like she may be a little
uppity," commented Nettie.
Wick began to laugh. "Our best
hotel! Wait 'till she sees the Buck
House here."
Nettie said: "Wick they can't
go there! It isn't even clean!
They'll nave to come here."
"Here!" He looked at her in horror. 
"Are you crazy, Net? I've an
idea this Hester Wilmer is a tough
one to take."
Nettie shook her reproving finger 
at him. "Now don't go jumping 
to conclusions about someone
you've not laid an eye on! They

can have the two front rooms. I
won't mind a bit giving them
meals. And I'll speak to Mrs. Dean
tomorrow about the cleaning up
there. She needs work."
Near noon the next day a thickset, 
sandy-haired man opened
Wick's office door, came hesitantly 
into the room and asked:
"You're the lawyer Middleton?"
Wick said: "Yes. And you are—
Thomas Todd?" He barely made
it a question, so certain was he
that the third heir would appear.
"No. I'm Dan Dooley, friend of
Tommy's. A good friend. Tommy
couldn't come, so I come and
brought Tommy's girl. She's down
in my truck, waiting. Thought I
ought to speak to you before I
drive her up to that place."
"Sit down, Mr. Dooley. The will
hasn't been probated. I sent a
waiver to Thomas Todd to sign.
I haven't had it returned to me.
This girl cannot occupy those
quarters up there until these technicalities 
are covered, the estate
proportioned out. Then only if her
father chooses to meet the provisions 
or Jehosophat Trevett'a will.
She, herself, has no claim on it"
Dan Dooley sat down on the
edge of a chair, a puzzled concern
on his face. "I don't know nothing
about law but I thought what was
Tommy's was Cindy's."
Wick was thinking he never had
seen more honest eyes than this
man's, fixed on him, asking something, 
asking it in desperation. He
said: "Is there any reason why it
was imperative that you bring the
girl now?"
Dooley said: "The girl had to go
somewheres—there was only this
place to come to. Heard of it in
the nick of time, it seemed. Or so
Brigit said. We're Cindy's guardians, 
sort of, Brigit and me. Tommy 
brought her to us when she
wasn't much more than a baby, and
we've reared her. She's a good girl,
19 now. Through school and graduated 
head of her class..."
He saw Dan swallow as if it
were hard to say what he had to
say. "Tommy's in trouble just now.
It looks bad—this time."
"Under arrest?"
"Held, they call it. And the girl
doesn't know. She would it she
stayed with us there in Covington. 
The paper'd be full of it, for
Covington was—well, you could
say Tommy's head office. We've
kept her from knowing all along
what Tommy's business was."
"Gambling?" asked Wick.
Dan nodded. "Some. Horse racing. 
Numbers. But it's these here
pin-ball machines now. They got
up a syndicate—covers as far as
the west Coast. They got them,
though, in St. Louis. Someone
started a big hullabaloo there. You
see Tommy works under another
name—Richard Cornelius. But it'll
come out who he is and Cindy'll
know."
Wick said: "Has she any funds,
Dooley? She can get nothing from
the estate as things are just now."
"I've brought, the money she's
been earning. I'll leave it with her.
It'll keep her for some weeks.
She's good at cooking."
Dan got to his feet. "I'll drive
her up if you'll tell me the road to
take. I figure to see tier sort of
settled before I start back. I'll
sleep in the truck tonight—go at
daybreak". Then he drew a big
envelope from his pocket, slightly

worn from long carrying. "Here's
all this you sent to Tommy. I
couldn't forward it to him, 'count
of his going under another name,
see? What you want me to do
with it?"
"Take it back with you—get it
to him when you can."
Dan Dooley held out his hand,
and Wick shook it. He glanced at
a small clock on his desk. "It's
lunchtime, Dooley. Let me take
you and—Cindy as my guests to a
restaurant nearby. Then I'll drive
up to the farm—show you the
way."
"That's right kind of you, Mr.
Middleton."
They went down the stairs together. 
Wick saw Dan's truck at
the curb and the girl in it.
"Cindy, this is Mr. Middleton.
He's asked us to cat with him before 
we go up to your place. Climb
down!"
Cindy climbed nimbly down,
held a small hand out to Wick.
"Very glad to sec you, Mr. Middleton! 
I'm awfully excited to be
here. Starving, too!"
She ate heartily of the food Mrs.
Plebby of the Midtown lunch parlor 
put on the table.
Outside of the restaurant Wick
said to Dooley, "Miss Todd will
need some provisions. There's a
store down the block."
"We bought some stuff. It's in
the truck."
"Well, we'll start off, then My
car's right here—I'll lead the way."
There was no sign of Miss Jennie 
Todd when be drove into the
farm. Nor of Gary Norbeck.
"This Is it," he said to Cindy
and motioned to the back door of
the kitchen wing. She was due for
a let-down, Wick thought, remembering 
Josh's limited quarters.
Dan Dooley was following Cindy
toward the door, a "battered telescope 
bag in one hand, a filled
brown paper bag in the other.
But Cindy, standing in the middle 
of the kitchen wing, looking
around it, cried out, "Dan, isn't it
cute? See the little stove?" She
went to the stove, lifted a lid.
"What do you burn in it, Mr. Middleton?" 

"Wood," he said. "The pile's back
of the house—plenty for the summer." 

Cindy, was not dismayed. "We
cooked with wood at the YW
camp."
Cindy went to old Josh's bed in
the corner, thumped the mattress.
"Any sheets and things?" asked
Dan Dooley of Wick.
Wick had asked of himself the
same thing when Cindy crossed
over to the bed. Jim Meese had
stripped it of its sheets, he knew,
directly after old Josh died.
"Maybe in this big chest," cried
Cindy, going to the huge old chest.
She opened a bottom drawer. "Yes,
here are sheets and pillow cases."
Wick moved toward the door.
"It there's nothing more I can do,
Miss Cindy..." He held his hand
out to tier. "You know where my
office is and where there is a grocery 
store."
"Yes. And thanks for the lunch,
Mr. Middleton."
"It'd be nice if she had a dog,
with her here," suggested Dan.
"No, Dan! A cat! I'd love a
cat!"
Wick heard himself saying, "I'll
get you a cat, Miss Cindy."


CHAPTER EIGHT
By JANE ABBOTT
Copyright, 1955, by Jane Abbott, Distributed by King Features Syndicate
If the three heirs to old Josh Trevitts 
sizeable upstate New fork farm
remain on it for at least three months
after his death each will inherit onethird 
of the land. Those leaving sooner
must relinquish their share or shares
to those remaining. Anal resident to
be awarded the entire farm. So when
old Josh died, his kin were notified
and copies of his will mailed them. In
the late spring, we find Jennie Todd, an
inheritor, a spinster, at the Trevitt
place, malting ready her quarters in
the rambling old farmhouse, and being
assisted by Wick Middleton, executor of
the Trevitt estate.
IT WAS after 4, so Wick did not
stop at his office but drove on to
his home. Though he had lived in
it his 41 years, there was always
a pleasantly satisfying feeling in
turning into its driveway under
the big maple trees, knowing the
comfort that awaited him in the
big, homely old house. His cousin
Nettle was cooking supper.
Nettie had said, when she came
after his mother had died 15 years
ago: "I'll stay until you find yourself 
a wife, Wick." But he had not
found anyone he wanted to marry.
The town said it was because Nettie 
took too good care of ham. His
friends teased him about it. "Look
at you! Ten pounds overweight!"
Nettie had friends in the town—
sometimes he had heard it suggested 
that Jim Meese might be
more than a friend but had laughed
at it, for Jim was as set a bachelor
as he was.
He always went into the house
through the kitchen door. Nettie
was in the kitchen. "You're home
early, Wick."
"Yes. I drove up to the Trevett
farm. One of the nieces has come
—drove in, while I was there, in
Ed's taxi. Jennie Todd—the unmarried 
one."
"What'll that mean, Wick?"
"All it means is that she is in
her wing of the house." He added:
"Ahead of her right to be there."
The legality of it did not bother
Nettie. "It's nice one of them
came, the way Josh wanted them,
to!" Then she exclaimed: "My
goodness, Wick! I forgot—there's
a telegram come for you. Pete
Morey brought it here what he
couldn't find you at the office. I
put it on your table in the sittingroom." 
She hurried to get it.
Wick read it. "My word! Another 
one's Coming...."
"Another what?"
"Another of Josh's heirs. The
other niece."
He read the telegram aloud:
"Arriving by motor with daughter
late Thursday afternoon. Please
reserve rooms with bath for us at
best hotel, for such length of time
as it will lake to put my part of
the Trevett homestead in liveable
order. Please engage reliable
woman to clean place and housekeeper 
for the summer. Hester
Wilmer."
"Sounds like she may be a little
uppity," commented Nettie.
Wick began to laugh. "Our best
hotel! Wait 'till she sees the Buck
House here."
Nettie said: "Wick they can't
go there! It isn't even clean!
They'll nave to come here."
"Here!" He looked at her in horror. 
"Are you crazy, Net? I've an
idea this Hester Wilmer is a tough
one to take."
Nettie shook her reproving finger 
at him. "Now don't go jumping 
to conclusions about someone
you've not laid an eye on! They

can have the two front rooms. I
won't mind a bit giving them
meals. And I'll speak to Mrs. Dean
tomorrow about the cleaning up
there. She needs work."
Near noon the next day a thickset, 
sandy-haired man opened
Wick's office door, came hesitantly 
into the room and asked:
"You're the lawyer Middleton?"
Wick said: "Yes. And you are—
Thomas Todd?" He barely made
it a question, so certain was he
that the third heir would appear.
"No. I'm Dan Dooley, friend of
Tommy's. A good friend. Tommy
couldn't come, so I come and
brought Tommy's girl. She's down
in my truck, waiting. Thought I
ought to speak to you before I
drive her up to that place."
"Sit down, Mr. Dooley. The will
hasn't been probated. I sent a
waiver to Thomas Todd to sign.
I haven't had it returned to me.
This girl cannot occupy those
quarters up there until these technicalities 
are covered, the estate
proportioned out. Then only if her
father chooses to meet the provisions 
or Jehosophat Trevett'a will.
She, herself, has no claim on it"
Dan Dooley sat down on the
edge of a chair, a puzzled concern
on his face. "I don't know nothing
about law but I thought what was
Tommy's was Cindy's."
Wick was thinking he never had
seen more honest eyes than this
man's, fixed on him, asking something, 
asking it in desperation. He
said: "Is there any reason why it
was imperative that you bring the
girl now?"
Dooley said: "The girl had to go
somewheres—there was only this
place to come to. Heard of it in
the nick of time, it seemed. Or so
Brigit said. We're Cindy's guardians, 
sort of, Brigit and me. Tommy 
brought her to us when she
wasn't much more than a baby, and
we've reared her. She's a good girl,
19 now. Through school and graduated 
head of her class..."
He saw Dan swallow as if it
were hard to say what he had to
say. "Tommy's in trouble just now.
It looks bad—this time."
"Under arrest?"
"Held, they call it. And the girl
doesn't know. She would it she
stayed with us there in Covington. 
The paper'd be full of it, for
Covington was—well, you could
say Tommy's head office. We've
kept her from knowing all along
what Tommy's business was."
"Gambling?" asked Wick.
Dan nodded. "Some. Horse racing. 
Numbers. But it's these here
pin-ball machines now. They got
up a syndicate—covers as far as
the west Coast. They got them,
though, in St. Louis. Someone
started a big hullabaloo there. You
see Tommy works under another
name—Richard Cornelius. But it'll
come out who he is and Cindy'll
know."
Wick said: "Has she any funds,
Dooley? She can get nothing from
the estate as things are just now."
"I've brought, the money she's
been earning. I'll leave it with her.
It'll keep her for some weeks.
She's good at cooking."
Dan got to his feet. "I'll drive
her up if you'll tell me the road to
take. I figure to see tier sort of
settled before I start back. I'll
sleep in the truck tonight—go at
daybreak". Then he drew a big
envelope from his pocket, slightly

worn from long carrying. "Here's
all this you sent to Tommy. I
couldn't forward it to him, 'count
of his going under another name,
see? What you want me to do
with it?"
"Take it back with you—get it
to him when you can."
Dan Dooley held out his hand,
and Wick shook it. He glanced at
a small clock on his desk. "It's
lunchtime, Dooley. Let me take
you and—Cindy as my guests to a
restaurant nearby. Then I'll drive
up to the farm—show you the
way."
"That's right kind of you, Mr.
Middleton."
They went down the stairs together. 
Wick saw Dan's truck at
the curb and the girl in it.
"Cindy, this is Mr. Middleton.
He's asked us to cat with him before 
we go up to your place. Climb
down!"
Cindy climbed nimbly down,
held a small hand out to Wick.
"Very glad to sec you, Mr. Middleton! 
I'm awfully excited to be
here. Starving, too!"
She ate heartily of the food Mrs.
Plebby of the Midtown lunch parlor 
put on the table.
Outside of the restaurant Wick
said to Dooley, "Miss Todd will
need some provisions. There's a
store down the block."
"We bought some stuff. It's in
the truck."
"Well, we'll start off, then My
car's right here—I'll lead the way."
There was no sign of Miss Jennie 
Todd when be drove into the
farm. Nor of Gary Norbeck.
"This Is it," he said to Cindy
and motioned to the back door of
the kitchen wing. She was due for
a let-down, Wick thought, remembering 
Josh's limited quarters.
Dan Dooley was following Cindy
toward the door, a "battered telescope 
bag in one hand, a filled
brown paper bag in the other.
But Cindy, standing in the middle 
of the kitchen wing, looking
around it, cried out, "Dan, isn't it
cute? See the little stove?" She
went to the stove, lifted a lid.
"What do you burn in it, Mr. Middleton?" 

"Wood," he said. "The pile's back
of the house—plenty for the summer." 

Cindy, was not dismayed. "We
cooked with wood at the YW
camp."
Cindy went to old Josh's bed in
the corner, thumped the mattress.
"Any sheets and things?" asked
Dan Dooley of Wick.
Wick had asked of himself the
same thing when Cindy crossed
over to the bed. Jim Meese had
stripped it of its sheets, he knew,
directly after old Josh died.
"Maybe in this big chest," cried
Cindy, going to the huge old chest.
She opened a bottom drawer. "Yes,
here are sheets and pillow cases."
Wick moved toward the door.
"It there's nothing more I can do,
Miss Cindy..." He held his hand
out to tier. "You know where my
office is and where there is a grocery 
store."
"Yes. And thanks for the lunch,
Mr. Middleton."
"It'd be nice if she had a dog,
with her here," suggested Dan.
"No, Dan! A cat! I'd love a
cat!"
Wick heard himself saying, "I'll
get you a cat, Miss Cindy."


AVON +
WEST
MEMPHIS
· SATURDAY - SUNDAY - MONDAY ·
From the Novel
SILVER
ROCK
by
LUKE SHORT

HERBERT J. YATES


Starring
ROD CAMERON · JOAN LESLIE
CHILL WILLS · JOHN RUSSELL
A REPUBLIC PICTURE



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Man Dead 38 Years
Finally Gets Privacy
Of Grave Here Sunday
The long awaited privacy of the
grave finally came to Ed Cochran,
who for 38 years after his death in
1917 in Caruthersville, Mo., was
denied this final privacy because

of the lack of burial funds on the
part of surviving relatives, here on
Sunday when his remains were laid
to rest.
For nearly 38 years, up to last
week when his body was sent to
Memphis on the request of his brother 
who wished to bury him, Mr.
Cochran's body was openly displayed 
in Caruthersville Funeral home,
something of an "exhibit" of the
embalming handiwork of ah undertaker 
(now dead) who reputedly
had learned the ancient Egyptians'

methods of preserving bodies.
Brought to Memphis last week
prior to the long delayed burial his
body was taken to Victory Funeral
Home, 871 Marcheneil, where some
40,000 morbid curious Memphians
jammed to view the remains, more
of a petrified, skeleton with flesh
than a body.
Sunday Mr. Cochran was put
away away from the curious, oogling 
crowds.

'HELL'S OUTPOST" & 'MAN WITH A MILLION'

"HELL'S OUTPOST" (2B)


The Power
Of Prayer
BY MRS. EVA LITTLE
If it ever was a time, we need to
pray and receive power from God,
in this time of Chaos, we need this
power now.
First, we must ask the Lord to
teach a how to pray; we must be
willing to be led by the Holy Spirit
into prayer. "We must be in one
accord with God Nothing wavering
or doubting. We must love and
must forgive our enemies, so our
Heavenly Father can forgive us.
Our Saviour gave us an example of
that wonderful love, when He said.
"Forgive them, for they know not
what they do, St. Luke 23-34.
Christ saves us to the uttermost.
When one of the
malefactors asked 
Jesus to remember 
him."
Will you remember 
me?" In a
crucial hour,
Jesus said, "Today 
shalt thou be
with me in paradise." 
A Wonderful 
power. Oh!
how Jesus prayed
in the Garden of
Gethsemane for
The will of His Father to be
done. "Not my will by thine be
done." This should be one of our
main interest in our prayers today.
His will is always working for the
good, of those that love him. If we
pray fervent and faithful prayers,
He sure will hear us.
We must cooperate with God, by
keeping His Commandments; Have
faith in Him. Without faith it is
impossible to please Him. He said
He would send the Comforter to
guide you into all paths of truth.
He said, "Ye shall receive power,
after that the Holy Ghost is come
upon you; and ye shall be witness
unto me both in Jerusalem, and Judea 
and Samaria and unto the uttermost 
part of the earth." Acts 1-8.
Wouldn't it be a wonderful revival
if we could come together and be
with one accord, like they did at the
day of Pentecost? Pray that the day
will come, that we can be with one
accord. With God all things are
possible."
Paul and Silas were in prison
praying and singing praises to God.
"And the prisoners heard them.
And suddenly there was a great
earthquake, the foundations of the
prison were shaken, and immediately 
all the doors were opened, and
every one's hands were lossened."
Acts 16-25-26.
The Jailer was afraid and said
Sirs; what shall I do to be saved."
And they said, "Believe in the Lord
Jesus Christ, and thou shall be
saved and thou house." Acts, 167:3031. 
The Jailer was converted and
baptized and released the prisoners. 
The effectual fervent prayer
of a righteous man availeth much.
James 5:16.

Zulu King Purges
Parade In
New Orleans
Nathan 
King was a real king this
year, a real Zulu King, as his name
implies.
He tried his best to get away
from the blackface and did so in all
formal pictures. He abolished the
second line with the aid of police.
This is the crowd which walks
alongside the bands and wagons of
the Mardi Gras parade and causes
so much trouble.