Memphis World Memphis World Publishing Co. 1958-03-01 Thaddeus T. Stokes MEMPHIS WORLD AMERICAN'S STANDARD RACE JOURNAL 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 mail under the Act of Congress, March 1, 1870 THADDEUS T. STOKES Managing Editor SMITH FLEMING Circulation Manager 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 unbiasedly and supporting those things it believes to be of interest to its readers and opposing those things against the interest of its readers. The Truth Will Make Us Free Some days ago, news releases blew to full proportions trouble in the New York integrated schools. Certain ugly practices were heralded to find lodging in those states making much just now over the question of school integration. It is, therefore, well that the United Press would bring in a Southerner to "get the viewpoint of a Southerner on whether race friction is causing the violence in the schools and on the streets." In the coverage of conditions menacing New York's public schools, the statement of Principal Louis K. Wechsler to the interviewer should give intelligent light on the whole situation. He has been principal of East District High for six years. Here is his testimony. "You ask me if the problem in the New York school system today is racial, I can tell you it is not and I mean it." The principal further stated that the 41 percent increase in the city's non-white population in the past seven years has created critical problems. He would have it known that this, problem is "not because Negroes are Negroes, but rather because they are newcomers." He inferred that these were often at the bottom of the economic ladder; that we must not get sentimental over race, but over people. His release alleging that Puerto Ricans are bigger problems than the Negro should be interesting. In common fairness to those who are struggling in these trying times to take their places in the educational agenda meant for all citizens, it is well that everybody seek the untarnished truth. It will do no good to blow up conditions of the New York integrated schools and lay the blame at the door of any one racial group. The truth will make all of us free. "Debuntantes" Anita Siggers and Betty Williams staged what was "tabbed" as the most fabulous party ever held at the TOP HAT AND TAIL'S CLUB Friday night, entertaining about 125 guests. Escorting Miss Anita Siggers was Steve Taylor and Miss Betty Williams was escorted to her party by Harrison Sims. Miss Anita Siggers wore a beautiful blue "sack" and her escort wore a blue suit. Miss. Betty Williams wore a very pretty two-piece red outfit. Her escort, Mr. Harrison Sims, sported a "cruel" brown outfit. The food was superb and was served "buffet" style. Some of the guests seen having a good time included Samuel Brown and Ann Fouche, Willie Lomax and Carrol Billops, Eddie Meadows and Rosetta Williams, Joe Neil and Natyle Craft, Albert Wilson and Gwendolyn Manning, Alice Fay Harmon, Sadie Collins, Albert London and Elaner Addison, A. D. porterfield, Willie Gunn and Imogene Sayles, George "Rin-Chinchin" Davis and Loretta Parrish, Gwendolyn Clark, Palmer Mosby and Jacquelyn Joy, Edward Smith, Elbert Lindsey, Charles Carpenter, Willie Joe Carter, Larnell Cheers. Aaron Hackett and Emma Steele, Jerry Key, Charlene Roulett, Bessie Williams, Maude Glover, Nellie Bridgeforth, Lois Hampton, Dorothy Seaborn, Doris Thomas, Kermit Stepter. Willie Phillips and Bobby West, Billy Grady and Shirley Lamar, Ann Hines, Jack Armour and Juanita Harris, Mava Shoulders. George Buckner, Lavata Gross, Opal Kinney, and a host of others. The Bon-Tonnette social club entertained guests at a card party given at the home of Miss Thilkell Stovall, Thursday Feb. 28. Some of the "couples" atteending included William Massey and Betty Johnson, Larneli cheers and Jaynth Smith, and Jean Walker and Willie Joe Carter. Other members present at the party included Misses Mary Ann Chaney and Peggy Hillard. Other Guests included Leon Austin, Richard Grady, Robert Atkins, Ivano Dillared, and Lee Atkins. The Bon-Tonnettes also announce that their annual "Miss Bon-Tonnette Contest" has begun and will close on March 9. They are asking that you support them in this worthy cause. You may purchase your votes from any member of the club. WILL YOU BE N This article is especially directed to all of the girls all over the city will you be chosen as countess of the month to reign over the "Counts" Inauguration ball? Will you to the lucky girl to receive all kinds of "elaborate" gifts plus an "exclusive interview" with this columnist. Will you be the "envy" of the rest of the girls because you receive so much "recognition". As you know, the "Counts" Memphis newest social club, is now in the process of making plans for its inauguration Ball to be Held at the Flamingo Room. The club is also looking for "Miss Countess of the Month", who of course will reign over the big ball, which incidentally will be invitational. She will receive many "elaborate" gifts plus be queen for a week holding the spotlight in this column for an entire week. A "Countess of the Month" will be selected every month by the club, she receive special "recognition" in this column Now is the time for you to get to know all of the "Counts" to better your chances of winning. BON-TONNETTES ENTERTAINS "Debuntantes" Anita Siggers and Betty Williams staged what was "tabbed" as the most fabulous party ever held at the TOP HAT AND TAIL'S CLUB Friday night, entertaining about 125 guests. Escorting Miss Anita Siggers was Steve Taylor and Miss Betty Williams was escorted to her party by Harrison Sims. Miss Anita Siggers wore a beautiful blue "sack" and her escort wore a blue suit. Miss. Betty Williams wore a very pretty two-piece red outfit. Her escort, Mr. Harrison Sims, sported a "cruel" brown outfit. The food was superb and was served "buffet" style. Some of the guests seen having a good time included Samuel Brown and Ann Fouche, Willie Lomax and Carrol Billops, Eddie Meadows and Rosetta Williams, Joe Neil and Natyle Craft, Albert Wilson and Gwendolyn Manning, Alice Fay Harmon, Sadie Collins, Albert London and Elaner Addison, A. D. porterfield, Willie Gunn and Imogene Sayles, George "Rin-Chinchin" Davis and Loretta Parrish, Gwendolyn Clark, Palmer Mosby and Jacquelyn Joy, Edward Smith, Elbert Lindsey, Charles Carpenter, Willie Joe Carter, Larnell Cheers. Aaron Hackett and Emma Steele, Jerry Key, Charlene Roulett, Bessie Williams, Maude Glover, Nellie Bridgeforth, Lois Hampton, Dorothy Seaborn, Doris Thomas, Kermit Stepter. Willie Phillips and Bobby West, Billy Grady and Shirley Lamar, Ann Hines, Jack Armour and Juanita Harris, Mava Shoulders. George Buckner, Lavata Gross, Opal Kinney, and a host of others. The Bon-Tonnette social club entertained guests at a card party given at the home of Miss Thilkell Stovall, Thursday Feb. 28. Some of the "couples" atteending included William Massey and Betty Johnson, Larneli cheers and Jaynth Smith, and Jean Walker and Willie Joe Carter. Other members present at the party included Misses Mary Ann Chaney and Peggy Hillard. Other Guests included Leon Austin, Richard Grady, Robert Atkins, Ivano Dillared, and Lee Atkins. The Bon-Tonnettes also announce that their annual "Miss Bon-Tonnette Contest" has begun and will close on March 9. They are asking that you support them in this worthy cause. You may purchase your votes from any member of the club. WILL YOU BE N This article is especially directed to all of the girls all over the city will you be chosen as countess of the month to reign over the "Counts" Inauguration ball? Will you to the lucky girl to receive all kinds of "elaborate" gifts plus an "exclusive interview" with this columnist. Will you be the "envy" of the rest of the girls because you receive so much "recognition". As you know, the "Counts" Memphis newest social club, is now in the process of making plans for its inauguration Ball to be Held at the Flamingo Room. The club is also looking for "Miss Countess of the Month", who of course will reign over the big ball, which incidentally will be invitational. She will receive many "elaborate" gifts plus be queen for a week holding the spotlight in this column for an entire week. A "Countess of the Month" will be selected every month by the club, she receive special "recognition" in this column Now is the time for you to get to know all of the "Counts" to better your chances of winning. MISS BON-TONNETTE CONTEST "Debuntantes" Anita Siggers and Betty Williams staged what was "tabbed" as the most fabulous party ever held at the TOP HAT AND TAIL'S CLUB Friday night, entertaining about 125 guests. Escorting Miss Anita Siggers was Steve Taylor and Miss Betty Williams was escorted to her party by Harrison Sims. Miss Anita Siggers wore a beautiful blue "sack" and her escort wore a blue suit. Miss. Betty Williams wore a very pretty two-piece red outfit. Her escort, Mr. Harrison Sims, sported a "cruel" brown outfit. The food was superb and was served "buffet" style. Some of the guests seen having a good time included Samuel Brown and Ann Fouche, Willie Lomax and Carrol Billops, Eddie Meadows and Rosetta Williams, Joe Neil and Natyle Craft, Albert Wilson and Gwendolyn Manning, Alice Fay Harmon, Sadie Collins, Albert London and Elaner Addison, A. D. porterfield, Willie Gunn and Imogene Sayles, George "Rin-Chinchin" Davis and Loretta Parrish, Gwendolyn Clark, Palmer Mosby and Jacquelyn Joy, Edward Smith, Elbert Lindsey, Charles Carpenter, Willie Joe Carter, Larnell Cheers. Aaron Hackett and Emma Steele, Jerry Key, Charlene Roulett, Bessie Williams, Maude Glover, Nellie Bridgeforth, Lois Hampton, Dorothy Seaborn, Doris Thomas, Kermit Stepter. Willie Phillips and Bobby West, Billy Grady and Shirley Lamar, Ann Hines, Jack Armour and Juanita Harris, Mava Shoulders. George Buckner, Lavata Gross, Opal Kinney, and a host of others. The Bon-Tonnette social club entertained guests at a card party given at the home of Miss Thilkell Stovall, Thursday Feb. 28. Some of the "couples" atteending included William Massey and Betty Johnson, Larneli cheers and Jaynth Smith, and Jean Walker and Willie Joe Carter. Other members present at the party included Misses Mary Ann Chaney and Peggy Hillard. Other Guests included Leon Austin, Richard Grady, Robert Atkins, Ivano Dillared, and Lee Atkins. The Bon-Tonnettes also announce that their annual "Miss Bon-Tonnette Contest" has begun and will close on March 9. They are asking that you support them in this worthy cause. You may purchase your votes from any member of the club. WILL YOU BE N This article is especially directed to all of the girls all over the city will you be chosen as countess of the month to reign over the "Counts" Inauguration ball? Will you to the lucky girl to receive all kinds of "elaborate" gifts plus an "exclusive interview" with this columnist. Will you be the "envy" of the rest of the girls because you receive so much "recognition". As you know, the "Counts" Memphis newest social club, is now in the process of making plans for its inauguration Ball to be Held at the Flamingo Room. The club is also looking for "Miss Countess of the Month", who of course will reign over the big ball, which incidentally will be invitational. She will receive many "elaborate" gifts plus be queen for a week holding the spotlight in this column for an entire week. A "Countess of the Month" will be selected every month by the club, she receive special "recognition" in this column Now is the time for you to get to know all of the "Counts" to better your chances of winning. WILL YOU BE CHOSEN "COUNTESS" OF THE MONTH TO REIGN OVER THE "COUNTS" INAUGURATION BALL "Debuntantes" Anita Siggers and Betty Williams staged what was "tabbed" as the most fabulous party ever held at the TOP HAT AND TAIL'S CLUB Friday night, entertaining about 125 guests. Escorting Miss Anita Siggers was Steve Taylor and Miss Betty Williams was escorted to her party by Harrison Sims. Miss Anita Siggers wore a beautiful blue "sack" and her escort wore a blue suit. Miss. Betty Williams wore a very pretty two-piece red outfit. Her escort, Mr. Harrison Sims, sported a "cruel" brown outfit. The food was superb and was served "buffet" style. Some of the guests seen having a good time included Samuel Brown and Ann Fouche, Willie Lomax and Carrol Billops, Eddie Meadows and Rosetta Williams, Joe Neil and Natyle Craft, Albert Wilson and Gwendolyn Manning, Alice Fay Harmon, Sadie Collins, Albert London and Elaner Addison, A. D. porterfield, Willie Gunn and Imogene Sayles, George "Rin-Chinchin" Davis and Loretta Parrish, Gwendolyn Clark, Palmer Mosby and Jacquelyn Joy, Edward Smith, Elbert Lindsey, Charles Carpenter, Willie Joe Carter, Larnell Cheers. Aaron Hackett and Emma Steele, Jerry Key, Charlene Roulett, Bessie Williams, Maude Glover, Nellie Bridgeforth, Lois Hampton, Dorothy Seaborn, Doris Thomas, Kermit Stepter. Willie Phillips and Bobby West, Billy Grady and Shirley Lamar, Ann Hines, Jack Armour and Juanita Harris, Mava Shoulders. George Buckner, Lavata Gross, Opal Kinney, and a host of others. The Bon-Tonnette social club entertained guests at a card party given at the home of Miss Thilkell Stovall, Thursday Feb. 28. Some of the "couples" atteending included William Massey and Betty Johnson, Larneli cheers and Jaynth Smith, and Jean Walker and Willie Joe Carter. Other members present at the party included Misses Mary Ann Chaney and Peggy Hillard. Other Guests included Leon Austin, Richard Grady, Robert Atkins, Ivano Dillared, and Lee Atkins. The Bon-Tonnettes also announce that their annual "Miss Bon-Tonnette Contest" has begun and will close on March 9. They are asking that you support them in this worthy cause. You may purchase your votes from any member of the club. WILL YOU BE N This article is especially directed to all of the girls all over the city will you be chosen as countess of the month to reign over the "Counts" Inauguration ball? Will you to the lucky girl to receive all kinds of "elaborate" gifts plus an "exclusive interview" with this columnist. Will you be the "envy" of the rest of the girls because you receive so much "recognition". As you know, the "Counts" Memphis newest social club, is now in the process of making plans for its inauguration Ball to be Held at the Flamingo Room. The club is also looking for "Miss Countess of the Month", who of course will reign over the big ball, which incidentally will be invitational. She will receive many "elaborate" gifts plus be queen for a week holding the spotlight in this column for an entire week. A "Countess of the Month" will be selected every month by the club, she receive special "recognition" in this column Now is the time for you to get to know all of the "Counts" to better your chances of winning. When You Do Your Shopping Today Why Not Take A Carton Home? DRINK In Bottles The Drink Everyone Knows And Likes. THE COCA-COLA BOTTLING CO. FORREST CITY, ARKANSAS Club News A group of young people alone with two of the parents as supervisors, organized a reading club when they met at the home of Rev. and. Mrs. O'Neal C. Crivins, of Stovall Ave., recently. The organization was given the name Young Americans Book Club, suggested by one of the members. All of the members were given special assignments along with book reports. The aim of the club is to promote a botter interest in reading good books, and to stimulate in interest in keeping up with current news, said a spokeman for the group. Officers are: William Ross, president; Alva Ordvens, pianist and vice president; Lois Tyler, secretary; Shirley Mickens, Assistant Secretary; Mrs. Hortense Crivins, and Mrs. Ella Ross, supervisors: Taomas O'Neal Crivens, chaplain. Several committees were also appointed. The club will meet on the second and fourth Thursdays in each month from 6:30 to 7:30. A the first meeting of the month book reponts only will be discussed, while at the second meeting current news and recreation will be in order. The last meeting for February was held Thursday, Feb. 27 when the members heard a lecture by Rev. Crivens on the subject "The Importance of R Good Books." Sam Boyd, Jr., and Arthur Earl Barr, club reporters. YOUNG AMERICAN'S BOOK CLUB A group of young people alone with two of the parents as supervisors, organized a reading club when they met at the home of Rev. and. Mrs. O'Neal C. Crivins, of Stovall Ave., recently. The organization was given the name Young Americans Book Club, suggested by one of the members. All of the members were given special assignments along with book reports. The aim of the club is to promote a botter interest in reading good books, and to stimulate in interest in keeping up with current news, said a spokeman for the group. Officers are: William Ross, president; Alva Ordvens, pianist and vice president; Lois Tyler, secretary; Shirley Mickens, Assistant Secretary; Mrs. Hortense Crivins, and Mrs. Ella Ross, supervisors: Taomas O'Neal Crivens, chaplain. Several committees were also appointed. The club will meet on the second and fourth Thursdays in each month from 6:30 to 7:30. A the first meeting of the month book reponts only will be discussed, while at the second meeting current news and recreation will be in order. The last meeting for February was held Thursday, Feb. 27 when the members heard a lecture by Rev. Crivens on the subject "The Importance of R Good Books." Sam Boyd, Jr., and Arthur Earl Barr, club reporters. Dots And Dashes This has been a very busy term around Henderson Business College. We have engaged in many activities in addition to our regular studies. We enjoy interesting programs during our assembly, hours on Tuesday and Fridays. From time to time, we invite our many friends to share their experiences with us, Rev. J. A. McDaniel, Secretary, Memphis Urban League, brought us some valuable points, on "What Is Expected of a Secretary." We didn't know so much was expected of a secretary. I can see now that a secretary or a record-keeper plays a very important role in every phase of business. Some weeks later Nat D, a radio announcer, brought us a special message that gave us something to think about for a long, long time. Following the organization of our Student Council for 1958, "Miss Henderson" was selected. Well, whom do you think was the lucky girl? It was Miss Josephine Jones. She has personality plus – a senior too. The officers of the Student Council are Bennie Minor, president Charlotte Jackson, secretary; Charles Mathis, treasurer Addie Hunts bussiness manger. The freshman class, under direction of, Mrs. Jean Gilmore, presented a unique program. They sprang a big surprise on their audience when they appeared in dark skirts and red blouses. Names of the officers of the freshman class are: Sue Hall, president; Barbara Jacobs, secretary; Georgia Harding, assistant secretary; Patricia Oats, treasurer; Louise Shipp, business manager; Hazel Casey, reporter. The Freshmen gave a party at the home of Miss Jacqueline Johnson. Sit back now and see what the Seniors are doing – like the song. "Their Time is Winding Up." Just one more quarter, and they will be ready to take a job as a bookkeeper or secretary. This class is taking the executive secretarial and the higher accounting courses. Since we enroll new students at the beginning of each quarter, we have some students completing their courses at the end of each quarter. Miss Mary D. Curtis, who completed the executive secretarial course early December, is now employed at the Universal Life Insurance company. This company has given employment to our graduates for many years. We feel very grateful to Dr. J. E. walker. The following students who vill complete the executive secretarial course at the end of this quarter March 7, are Mary Glenn, Pearlie Sommerville, and Bennie Minor. A few weeks ago, the senior class gave an enjoyable party at the home of Mr. and Mrs. Spencer Smith. Mrs. Jacquelyn Smith greeted her guest in a most gracious manner and saw that every one had a wonderful time. The members of the social committee, who were responsible for the gala affair were Amanda Jones, Josephine Jones, Barbara Anderson, Barbara Burke, Annie Dawkins, Verrnell Day, Mary Glenn and Buford Malone. Seen at the party were: Addie Hunt, Emily King, Glenda Adams, Thelma Doxey, Marvin Bell, Grady Bins, Dorothy Walker. Mr. and Mrs. Charles Jackson, Wilma Mosely, Oleria Clayborne, Inez Brunson, Marva Walters, William Ragland, Harry Harris, Miss Inez Dallas, Isaac Lee. Bert Morrow, Jimmy Fields. Orzele Mason. Clifford Grioe, Beatrice Shaw, Larry Jones, Willie Stevens, Mrs. Bernice Mayes, Mr. Leon Jones, Albert Goffman, Frank Kelly and many others. Mrs. Bernice Mayes is senior class advisor. Since March 3 is the beginning of the spring quarter, and is the last quarter for the seniors, I am wondering if the building can be enlarged so they will have ample room to expand their chests. Well, we have something here, already that I think will help the poor seniors, and that is Music by MUZAK If you have ever heard this Muzak music playing in any office, bank or public place, you know just how soothing and relaxing it is Oh! that music by Muzak almost makes me type myself to death. My! My! all or the students are wild about it. "I ain't joking." The officers of the Senior class are Charlotte Jackson, president; Jaccmelyn Smith, secretary; Maxine Stewart-Franklin, treasurer; Annie Dawkins, business manager; Virginia Anderson, reporter; Joyce Letcher, chaplain. Yes, we have some other features at Henderson such as a movie projector – showing business Education Films and a tape recorder. Just recently, we recorded from our radio, the narrative of Reverend H. C. Bunton's pilgrimage to the Holy Land as presented by WDIA, President Eisenhower's address at the Anniversary Dinner in Chicago, the story of the Life of Mary McLeod Bethune, and many others. We play them back during assembly. Miss Annie Mae Williams is doing a good job with the Henderson Business College Choral Club. We hope to have them On the AIR in the near future. Our good friend, Prof. T. J. Johnson, gave us a wonderful lecture during our observance of Negro History Week Program. He brought out so many fine points about our late founder, George W. Hendrson, whose motto was: "He Profits Most Who Serves Best." Well, if you haven't heard about the activities of the night school, you will! They are doing big things under the guidance of W. D. Callian. Jr. Dean. Be on the outlook for the night school's story. May I now say in the language ot our late Founder, "IT IS GOOD TO BE HERE." HENDERSON BUSINESS COLLEGE This has been a very busy term around Henderson Business College. We have engaged in many activities in addition to our regular studies. We enjoy interesting programs during our assembly, hours on Tuesday and Fridays. From time to time, we invite our many friends to share their experiences with us, Rev. J. A. McDaniel, Secretary, Memphis Urban League, brought us some valuable points, on "What Is Expected of a Secretary." We didn't know so much was expected of a secretary. I can see now that a secretary or a record-keeper plays a very important role in every phase of business. Some weeks later Nat D, a radio announcer, brought us a special message that gave us something to think about for a long, long time. Following the organization of our Student Council for 1958, "Miss Henderson" was selected. Well, whom do you think was the lucky girl? It was Miss Josephine Jones. She has personality plus – a senior too. The officers of the Student Council are Bennie Minor, president Charlotte Jackson, secretary; Charles Mathis, treasurer Addie Hunts bussiness manger. The freshman class, under direction of, Mrs. Jean Gilmore, presented a unique program. They sprang a big surprise on their audience when they appeared in dark skirts and red blouses. Names of the officers of the freshman class are: Sue Hall, president; Barbara Jacobs, secretary; Georgia Harding, assistant secretary; Patricia Oats, treasurer; Louise Shipp, business manager; Hazel Casey, reporter. The Freshmen gave a party at the home of Miss Jacqueline Johnson. Sit back now and see what the Seniors are doing – like the song. "Their Time is Winding Up." Just one more quarter, and they will be ready to take a job as a bookkeeper or secretary. This class is taking the executive secretarial and the higher accounting courses. Since we enroll new students at the beginning of each quarter, we have some students completing their courses at the end of each quarter. Miss Mary D. Curtis, who completed the executive secretarial course early December, is now employed at the Universal Life Insurance company. This company has given employment to our graduates for many years. We feel very grateful to Dr. J. E. walker. The following students who vill complete the executive secretarial course at the end of this quarter March 7, are Mary Glenn, Pearlie Sommerville, and Bennie Minor. A few weeks ago, the senior class gave an enjoyable party at the home of Mr. and Mrs. Spencer Smith. Mrs. Jacquelyn Smith greeted her guest in a most gracious manner and saw that every one had a wonderful time. The members of the social committee, who were responsible for the gala affair were Amanda Jones, Josephine Jones, Barbara Anderson, Barbara Burke, Annie Dawkins, Verrnell Day, Mary Glenn and Buford Malone. Seen at the party were: Addie Hunt, Emily King, Glenda Adams, Thelma Doxey, Marvin Bell, Grady Bins, Dorothy Walker. Mr. and Mrs. Charles Jackson, Wilma Mosely, Oleria Clayborne, Inez Brunson, Marva Walters, William Ragland, Harry Harris, Miss Inez Dallas, Isaac Lee. Bert Morrow, Jimmy Fields. Orzele Mason. Clifford Grioe, Beatrice Shaw, Larry Jones, Willie Stevens, Mrs. Bernice Mayes, Mr. Leon Jones, Albert Goffman, Frank Kelly and many others. Mrs. Bernice Mayes is senior class advisor. Since March 3 is the beginning of the spring quarter, and is the last quarter for the seniors, I am wondering if the building can be enlarged so they will have ample room to expand their chests. Well, we have something here, already that I think will help the poor seniors, and that is Music by MUZAK If you have ever heard this Muzak music playing in any office, bank or public place, you know just how soothing and relaxing it is Oh! that music by Muzak almost makes me type myself to death. My! My! all or the students are wild about it. "I ain't joking." The officers of the Senior class are Charlotte Jackson, president; Jaccmelyn Smith, secretary; Maxine Stewart-Franklin, treasurer; Annie Dawkins, business manager; Virginia Anderson, reporter; Joyce Letcher, chaplain. Yes, we have some other features at Henderson such as a movie projector – showing business Education Films and a tape recorder. Just recently, we recorded from our radio, the narrative of Reverend H. C. Bunton's pilgrimage to the Holy Land as presented by WDIA, President Eisenhower's address at the Anniversary Dinner in Chicago, the story of the Life of Mary McLeod Bethune, and many others. We play them back during assembly. Miss Annie Mae Williams is doing a good job with the Henderson Business College Choral Club. We hope to have them On the AIR in the near future. Our good friend, Prof. T. J. Johnson, gave us a wonderful lecture during our observance of Negro History Week Program. He brought out so many fine points about our late founder, George W. Hendrson, whose motto was: "He Profits Most Who Serves Best." Well, if you haven't heard about the activities of the night school, you will! They are doing big things under the guidance of W. D. Callian. Jr. Dean. Be on the outlook for the night school's story. May I now say in the language ot our late Founder, "IT IS GOOD TO BE HERE." FOREST HILL cultured sour cream DRESSING REVIEWING THE NEWS By WILLIAM GORDON I believe it was the late Cordell Hull who once said, in effect, "When ideas fail to cross borders, soldiers will." The statement of this great American came alive once more when a public official recently pleaded so desperately for the lines of communications to be kept open between the races in the South. "We must talk, we must get to know each other," he said. "We must discuss and share our problems and evaluate community affairs in light of reason, and not emotions." No well-meaning person can deny the logic of this. The young white sociologist had a point when he observed: "I was forced to come to this spot to talk. I could not have been seen with you at a restaurant, home, not even on the street corner talking intimately. "The reason," he added, "is one or fear, hysteria; they cut the lines of communications in an effort to control." For a long time this practice has been maintained by factions and groups in an effort to perpetuate the stereotype. Smart labor leaders were the first to learn that without contact between groups, the strength of their organizations would be lacking. The story of the Alabama labor leader is a case in pOint: "Look closely," he told a guest. "See that small path running snake-like, up and around the hills?" The eyes of the guest fell upon a few cabin-like structures in a distance. These were the homes of Negro workmen. Someone had token the initiative to bring the cabins and the houses on the hill together. The path that ran between the two areas was the one line of contact between whites and Negroes. Although, there was no union hall, they met at each other's homes to discuss common problems. Soon, there was unify; the stereotype had vanished. The lines of communications were kept open by the pathway. They now have tremendous bargaining strength in one of the largest unions in the state; ideas were able to cross border lines. When Ideas Cross Border Lines By WILLIAM GORDON I believe it was the late Cordell Hull who once said, in effect, "When ideas fail to cross borders, soldiers will." The statement of this great American came alive once more when a public official recently pleaded so desperately for the lines of communications to be kept open between the races in the South. "We must talk, we must get to know each other," he said. "We must discuss and share our problems and evaluate community affairs in light of reason, and not emotions." No well-meaning person can deny the logic of this. The young white sociologist had a point when he observed: "I was forced to come to this spot to talk. I could not have been seen with you at a restaurant, home, not even on the street corner talking intimately. "The reason," he added, "is one or fear, hysteria; they cut the lines of communications in an effort to control." For a long time this practice has been maintained by factions and groups in an effort to perpetuate the stereotype. Smart labor leaders were the first to learn that without contact between groups, the strength of their organizations would be lacking. The story of the Alabama labor leader is a case in pOint: "Look closely," he told a guest. "See that small path running snake-like, up and around the hills?" The eyes of the guest fell upon a few cabin-like structures in a distance. These were the homes of Negro workmen. Someone had token the initiative to bring the cabins and the houses on the hill together. The path that ran between the two areas was the one line of contact between whites and Negroes. Although, there was no union hall, they met at each other's homes to discuss common problems. Soon, there was unify; the stereotype had vanished. The lines of communications were kept open by the pathway. They now have tremendous bargaining strength in one of the largest unions in the state; ideas were able to cross border lines. MEALTIME MELODIES! BY LEODA GAMMON Here's a colorful fruit salad you can make with canned fruits. It's a tasty salad that does not require much time for preparation. The fruit in it can take care of the sweet tooth in the family. The lettuce is rich in amins and minerals. Then there is the salad rich in protein especially good, for growing boys and girls. Along with all of its food value its just plain good. 4 canned cling peaca halves 8 canned blue plums 8 pineapple spears or chunks Lettuce for garnish Finely chopped mint (optional) 1-4 cup fresh lemon juice 1 tablespoon honey 1-4 teaspoon paprika 1-2 teaspoon salt 1-2 cup cream-style cottage cheese Chill fruits thoroughly. Halve plums and remove seeds. Arrange 1 peach half, 2 pineapple spears or chunks and 2 halved plums on each of 4 garnished plates. Springle pineapple and peaches with mint Serve dressing separately. DRESSING: Combine all ingredients and beat with rotary beater until well blended Serves 4. FRUIT SALAD BY LEODA GAMMON Here's a colorful fruit salad you can make with canned fruits. It's a tasty salad that does not require much time for preparation. The fruit in it can take care of the sweet tooth in the family. The lettuce is rich in amins and minerals. Then there is the salad rich in protein especially good, for growing boys and girls. Along with all of its food value its just plain good. 4 canned cling peaca halves 8 canned blue plums 8 pineapple spears or chunks Lettuce for garnish Finely chopped mint (optional) 1-4 cup fresh lemon juice 1 tablespoon honey 1-4 teaspoon paprika 1-2 teaspoon salt 1-2 cup cream-style cottage cheese Chill fruits thoroughly. Halve plums and remove seeds. Arrange 1 peach half, 2 pineapple spears or chunks and 2 halved plums on each of 4 garnished plates. Springle pineapple and peaches with mint Serve dressing separately. DRESSING: Combine all ingredients and beat with rotary beater until well blended Serves 4. DRESSING: BY LEODA GAMMON Here's a colorful fruit salad you can make with canned fruits. It's a tasty salad that does not require much time for preparation. The fruit in it can take care of the sweet tooth in the family. The lettuce is rich in amins and minerals. Then there is the salad rich in protein especially good, for growing boys and girls. Along with all of its food value its just plain good. 4 canned cling peaca halves 8 canned blue plums 8 pineapple spears or chunks Lettuce for garnish Finely chopped mint (optional) 1-4 cup fresh lemon juice 1 tablespoon honey 1-4 teaspoon paprika 1-2 teaspoon salt 1-2 cup cream-style cottage cheese Chill fruits thoroughly. Halve plums and remove seeds. 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Maid of honor; Bernice Lewis, attendants: Marion Albright, Elaine Fields and Emma Pickett. Back row: Bridegroom attendants Calvin Grant, Lawrence Wesly, Herman Rankin, O. Pickett, ring bearer, Ridley Anderson, flower girl, Maria Field. Federal Judge ed about the election," Judge Keech said. "If the court quashes the writ and set the case down for hearing, we will be satisfied," Mr. Lawson told the court. "If the writ is quashed", Mr. Nabrit said, "we will be out of court" After the case had been taken under advisement, both Mr. Nabrit and M. Lawson were agreed that Judge Keeth will order it tried. The courtroom was crowded with ministers who had come here from various cities to hear the motion argued. They appeared disappointed that no decision was entered at the end of the argument. Mr. Lawson argued that even though Dr. Jackson as "a powerful personality", domination of the Convention was an assumption in which the court cannot indulge. The petition should be dismissed he said, because controversary is "an ordinary church fight", involving private litigations and with no damage done to anyone. Mr. Lawson charged that United States Attorney Gasch abused his discretion by leading the power and prestige of the federal Government to private litigation involved an internal church fight and the "private ambitions" of some of the plantiffs, who were "frustrated candidates" for the position, to which Dr. Jackson was elected. CROWDED COURTROOM ed about the election," Judge Keech said. "If the court quashes the writ and set the case down for hearing, we will be satisfied," Mr. Lawson told the court. "If the writ is quashed", Mr. Nabrit said, "we will be out of court" After the case had been taken under advisement, both Mr. Nabrit and M. Lawson were agreed that Judge Keeth will order it tried. The courtroom was crowded with ministers who had come here from various cities to hear the motion argued. They appeared disappointed that no decision was entered at the end of the argument. Mr. Lawson argued that even though Dr. Jackson as "a powerful personality", domination of the Convention was an assumption in which the court cannot indulge. The petition should be dismissed he said, because controversary is "an ordinary church fight", involving private litigations and with no damage done to anyone. Mr. Lawson charged that United States Attorney Gasch abused his discretion by leading the power and prestige of the federal Government to private litigation involved an internal church fight and the "private ambitions" of some of the plantiffs, who were "frustrated candidates" for the position, to which Dr. Jackson was elected. DESPERATE MAN WAYNE D. OVERHOLSER'S new Western thriller © 1956, 1957 Wayne D. Overholser. From the novel published by the Macmillan Co. Distributed by King Features Syndicate. Dave Munro lives at the Big Ten ranch in Dillon's Park with his brother, Gil, his mother and his father, Joe. Joe Munro had bought the Big Ten three years ago from Herb Jason's widow. Herb had been shot to death. Dave is in love with Kitsy Nordine and Gil loves her older sister, Bess. Dave and his father go into Buhl to see Cameron Runyan, absentee owner of the Rafter 3. They are afraid of trouble with Vic Toll, his tough foreman. At Runyan's hotel, Dave and Joe are accosted by Sammy Blue, a gunslinger. Blue threatens to shoot them if they try to see Runyan, and is prevented by the hotel clerk. Runyan, with Mort, another gunman, takes Joe and Dave to his room. Runyan offers to buy the Big Ten at a good price, but refuses to interfere with Vic Toll. Joe refuses to sell and they leave. As they walk across the street, they hear Blue call out, "Munro!" Drawing as they turn. Joo Kills Mort and Dave smashes Blue's gun arm. Witnesses swear it was self-defense. The next day, Dave, seeking Bess's permission to marry Kitsy finds the door closed in his face. Dave goes to see Elder Smith and is surprised when Vic Toll rides up. Vic threatens the Klder and warns him not to start trouble. At a meeting of the ranchers. Kitsy tells Davo she saw Vic Toll kissing her sister, Bess. At the meeting, the ranchers decide not to sell out to Cameron. Kitsy and Bess have a fight, and Bess refuses to permit her to see Dave, Bess seeds Kitsy away to school in Denver. ALONG WITH the Christmas program and the Fourth of July celebration, the Thanksgiving dinner and turkey shoot was one of the big annual events in the park. Elder Smith handled the whole business even to raising the turkeys. A big tom was given for first prize, a hen for second. He made the targets and set them up, and arranged for someone to judge, usually a man from outside the park. This year he asked Si Beam to do it. Beam was an itinerant peddler who visited the park every fall and spring. He didn't really compete with Elder Smith's store because the store carried only the essentials. Beam sold gimcracks of one sort or another mostly to the women: bright cloth for dresses and aprons needles, thread, Indian blankets. No one objected to Beam. He'd done the judging before, and was well known and liked. He always stayed with Bess when he came to the park. He'd stayed with her folks when they were alive, so he kept on. Just before the shooting started, Bess came to me. Barney Lux wasn't in the crowd. He seemed to enjoy his own company better than anyone else's, and seldom came to any of the park gatherings. Still, I couldn't keep from saying to Bess, "I see Barney isn't around. Maybe he was afraid. I'd be here." "You know better, Dave," she said. "I. don't want to quarrel with you. I came over here to say I'm sorry about what Barney did i Just wanted to bring Kitsy back but he lost his temper." I just looked at her. She went on, "We both love Kitsy, David. We want what's best for her, but I'm older and I ought to be a little wiser. In time you'll see I'm right." She was a big self-possessed woman, absolutely sure of herself, more sure than any human being had a right to be. I asked, "Have you ever been Wrong about anything, Bess?" She whirled and walked away, shoulders stiff, her head high, and suddenly I realized Kitsy had been wrong telling Bess she'd sold her saddle. She was incapable of being a traitor to her people. I stood alone, watching the shooting from the sidelines. My mother was in the schoolhouse helping the other women with the dinner. Both my father and Gil were shooting. Gil was decked out like a Christmas tree. He was wearing his green silk-shirt with the white buttons, a brownand-white calfskin vest decorated with silver , his pearlhandled revolver, and spurs with big Mexican rowels. Everybody in the park had him pegged for a show-off, but he'd already established the fact that he could shoot. He'd won the tom turkey three years running. The shoot lasted until noon, half of the contestants dropping out in the first round, with Gil, Bess, Frank Dance the finalists. Gil won the tom and Bess the hen. "Now I'll show you some fancy shooting," Gil said. "Boys, there's a gun in Buhl I want. A right fancy one with gold inlay on the barrels. It'd go real good with my outfit, but I haven't got the price." He pulled a gold eagle out of his pocket, held it up for everybody to see, then handed it to Elder Smith. "Hold the stakes Might as well make this worthwhile." He dug a walnut out to another pocket and gave it to Frank Dance. "Who'll cover my bet that I can hit it when Frank tosses it up? About fifteen feet high, Frank." Johnny Strong said, "I'll cover your bet," and handed Elder Smith ten dollars. "I oughta have odds," Gil said. No one offered any, so he brought another gold piece into view holding it up between thumb and forefinger. "If you won't give me odds, then make it worth shooline at." "I will" Elder Smith said quietly. Elder Smith held out his coin for Gil to see, and Gil gave his to him. Forty dollars riding on one shot! My brother had more gall than I had even if I'd had twenty dollars to risk. In spite of myself, I felt a tingle of admiration for him. Gil grinned, the picture of con fidence. "Throw it up, Frank." Dance threw the walnut into the air with an underarm toss. There was absolute silence as it curved up except for our breathing, then it reached the peak of the are and seemed to pause. At that exact instant Gil fired, and the walnut disintegrated. Before the echoes of the shot died, Gil said, "Pay up, Elder," and held out his hand. Elder Smith gave him the money, saying courteously, "Congratulations, Gil." Nobody else congratulated him, "Since you're the best shot in he park," Frank Dance said, "I guess you're our best fighting man." Why, sure," Gil said. "You want some fighting done, bring them on." I think Dance saw the horsemen before he said anything about Gil being a fighting man, but I'm sure Gil hadn't. A dozen horsemen were coming up the road. Vic Toll in the lead. My father recognized Sammy Blue about the same time I did. He came to me, saying in a low voice, "Hard to tell what this means, but don't start anything." "I can't even finish anything," I said. "I haven't got my gun." "A good thing," he said. The Rafter 3 crew reined up few feet in front of the Elder. "Good morning, neighbors," Elder Smith said. "Step down and join us. I think out Thanksgiving dinner is about ready." "Thank you kindly," Toll said, "but we ain't here to visit. I thought some of you might want to sell your spreads. Maybe all of you." "No" Elder Smith said. "That go for the rest of you?" Everyone nodded. "I see," Toll said softly. "Well, don't forget we're offering to buy. That offer'll hold." He paused, and added significantly, "For a while." Without another word Toll swung his horse. They moved away just as Bess called, "Come and get it before we throw it into the river." We went inside. No one spoke. We waited until Elder Smith and my father came in. Elder Smith asked the blessing and we got into line behind the kids, our plates in our hands. We filled them and scattered outside to eat I cleaned my plate up and then I noticed Bess was gone. There was no way for me to know whether anyone else had spen Bess leave. I tightened the cinch, stepped into the saddle and rode off. I turned off the load at the Nordine lane, but I didn't go to the house. I turned around when I got about halfway up the lane. Vic Toll's big buckskin was tied in front of the Nordine house. © 1956, 1957, Wayne D. Overholser... From the Macmillan Company novel: distributed by King Features syndicates. SYNOSIS WAYNE D. OVERHOLSER'S new Western thriller © 1956, 1957 Wayne D. Overholser. From the novel published by the Macmillan Co. Distributed by King Features Syndicate. Dave Munro lives at the Big Ten ranch in Dillon's Park with his brother, Gil, his mother and his father, Joe. Joe Munro had bought the Big Ten three years ago from Herb Jason's widow. Herb had been shot to death. Dave is in love with Kitsy Nordine and Gil loves her older sister, Bess. Dave and his father go into Buhl to see Cameron Runyan, absentee owner of the Rafter 3. They are afraid of trouble with Vic Toll, his tough foreman. At Runyan's hotel, Dave and Joe are accosted by Sammy Blue, a gunslinger. Blue threatens to shoot them if they try to see Runyan, and is prevented by the hotel clerk. Runyan, with Mort, another gunman, takes Joe and Dave to his room. Runyan offers to buy the Big Ten at a good price, but refuses to interfere with Vic Toll. Joe refuses to sell and they leave. As they walk across the street, they hear Blue call out, "Munro!" Drawing as they turn. Joo Kills Mort and Dave smashes Blue's gun arm. Witnesses swear it was self-defense. The next day, Dave, seeking Bess's permission to marry Kitsy finds the door closed in his face. Dave goes to see Elder Smith and is surprised when Vic Toll rides up. Vic threatens the Klder and warns him not to start trouble. At a meeting of the ranchers. Kitsy tells Davo she saw Vic Toll kissing her sister, Bess. At the meeting, the ranchers decide not to sell out to Cameron. Kitsy and Bess have a fight, and Bess refuses to permit her to see Dave, Bess seeds Kitsy away to school in Denver. ALONG WITH the Christmas program and the Fourth of July celebration, the Thanksgiving dinner and turkey shoot was one of the big annual events in the park. Elder Smith handled the whole business even to raising the turkeys. A big tom was given for first prize, a hen for second. He made the targets and set them up, and arranged for someone to judge, usually a man from outside the park. This year he asked Si Beam to do it. Beam was an itinerant peddler who visited the park every fall and spring. He didn't really compete with Elder Smith's store because the store carried only the essentials. Beam sold gimcracks of one sort or another mostly to the women: bright cloth for dresses and aprons needles, thread, Indian blankets. No one objected to Beam. He'd done the judging before, and was well known and liked. He always stayed with Bess when he came to the park. He'd stayed with her folks when they were alive, so he kept on. Just before the shooting started, Bess came to me. Barney Lux wasn't in the crowd. He seemed to enjoy his own company better than anyone else's, and seldom came to any of the park gatherings. Still, I couldn't keep from saying to Bess, "I see Barney isn't around. Maybe he was afraid. I'd be here." "You know better, Dave," she said. "I. don't want to quarrel with you. I came over here to say I'm sorry about what Barney did i Just wanted to bring Kitsy back but he lost his temper." I just looked at her. She went on, "We both love Kitsy, David. We want what's best for her, but I'm older and I ought to be a little wiser. In time you'll see I'm right." She was a big self-possessed woman, absolutely sure of herself, more sure than any human being had a right to be. I asked, "Have you ever been Wrong about anything, Bess?" She whirled and walked away, shoulders stiff, her head high, and suddenly I realized Kitsy had been wrong telling Bess she'd sold her saddle. She was incapable of being a traitor to her people. I stood alone, watching the shooting from the sidelines. My mother was in the schoolhouse helping the other women with the dinner. Both my father and Gil were shooting. Gil was decked out like a Christmas tree. He was wearing his green silk-shirt with the white buttons, a brownand-white calfskin vest decorated with silver , his pearlhandled revolver, and spurs with big Mexican rowels. Everybody in the park had him pegged for a show-off, but he'd already established the fact that he could shoot. He'd won the tom turkey three years running. The shoot lasted until noon, half of the contestants dropping out in the first round, with Gil, Bess, Frank Dance the finalists. Gil won the tom and Bess the hen. "Now I'll show you some fancy shooting," Gil said. "Boys, there's a gun in Buhl I want. A right fancy one with gold inlay on the barrels. It'd go real good with my outfit, but I haven't got the price." He pulled a gold eagle out of his pocket, held it up for everybody to see, then handed it to Elder Smith. "Hold the stakes Might as well make this worthwhile." He dug a walnut out to another pocket and gave it to Frank Dance. "Who'll cover my bet that I can hit it when Frank tosses it up? About fifteen feet high, Frank." Johnny Strong said, "I'll cover your bet," and handed Elder Smith ten dollars. "I oughta have odds," Gil said. No one offered any, so he brought another gold piece into view holding it up between thumb and forefinger. "If you won't give me odds, then make it worth shooline at." "I will" Elder Smith said quietly. Elder Smith held out his coin for Gil to see, and Gil gave his to him. Forty dollars riding on one shot! My brother had more gall than I had even if I'd had twenty dollars to risk. In spite of myself, I felt a tingle of admiration for him. Gil grinned, the picture of con fidence. "Throw it up, Frank." Dance threw the walnut into the air with an underarm toss. There was absolute silence as it curved up except for our breathing, then it reached the peak of the are and seemed to pause. At that exact instant Gil fired, and the walnut disintegrated. Before the echoes of the shot died, Gil said, "Pay up, Elder," and held out his hand. Elder Smith gave him the money, saying courteously, "Congratulations, Gil." Nobody else congratulated him, "Since you're the best shot in he park," Frank Dance said, "I guess you're our best fighting man." Why, sure," Gil said. "You want some fighting done, bring them on." I think Dance saw the horsemen before he said anything about Gil being a fighting man, but I'm sure Gil hadn't. A dozen horsemen were coming up the road. Vic Toll in the lead. My father recognized Sammy Blue about the same time I did. He came to me, saying in a low voice, "Hard to tell what this means, but don't start anything." "I can't even finish anything," I said. "I haven't got my gun." "A good thing," he said. The Rafter 3 crew reined up few feet in front of the Elder. "Good morning, neighbors," Elder Smith said. "Step down and join us. I think out Thanksgiving dinner is about ready." "Thank you kindly," Toll said, "but we ain't here to visit. I thought some of you might want to sell your spreads. Maybe all of you." "No" Elder Smith said. "That go for the rest of you?" Everyone nodded. "I see," Toll said softly. "Well, don't forget we're offering to buy. That offer'll hold." He paused, and added significantly, "For a while." Without another word Toll swung his horse. They moved away just as Bess called, "Come and get it before we throw it into the river." We went inside. No one spoke. We waited until Elder Smith and my father came in. Elder Smith asked the blessing and we got into line behind the kids, our plates in our hands. We filled them and scattered outside to eat I cleaned my plate up and then I noticed Bess was gone. There was no way for me to know whether anyone else had spen Bess leave. I tightened the cinch, stepped into the saddle and rode off. I turned off the load at the Nordine lane, but I didn't go to the house. I turned around when I got about halfway up the lane. Vic Toll's big buckskin was tied in front of the Nordine house. © 1956, 1957, Wayne D. Overholser... From the Macmillan Company novel: distributed by King Features syndicates. CHAPTER 12 WAYNE D. OVERHOLSER'S new Western thriller © 1956, 1957 Wayne D. Overholser. From the novel published by the Macmillan Co. Distributed by King Features Syndicate. Dave Munro lives at the Big Ten ranch in Dillon's Park with his brother, Gil, his mother and his father, Joe. Joe Munro had bought the Big Ten three years ago from Herb Jason's widow. Herb had been shot to death. Dave is in love with Kitsy Nordine and Gil loves her older sister, Bess. Dave and his father go into Buhl to see Cameron Runyan, absentee owner of the Rafter 3. They are afraid of trouble with Vic Toll, his tough foreman. At Runyan's hotel, Dave and Joe are accosted by Sammy Blue, a gunslinger. Blue threatens to shoot them if they try to see Runyan, and is prevented by the hotel clerk. Runyan, with Mort, another gunman, takes Joe and Dave to his room. Runyan offers to buy the Big Ten at a good price, but refuses to interfere with Vic Toll. Joe refuses to sell and they leave. As they walk across the street, they hear Blue call out, "Munro!" Drawing as they turn. Joo Kills Mort and Dave smashes Blue's gun arm. Witnesses swear it was self-defense. The next day, Dave, seeking Bess's permission to marry Kitsy finds the door closed in his face. Dave goes to see Elder Smith and is surprised when Vic Toll rides up. Vic threatens the Klder and warns him not to start trouble. At a meeting of the ranchers. Kitsy tells Davo she saw Vic Toll kissing her sister, Bess. At the meeting, the ranchers decide not to sell out to Cameron. Kitsy and Bess have a fight, and Bess refuses to permit her to see Dave, Bess seeds Kitsy away to school in Denver. ALONG WITH the Christmas program and the Fourth of July celebration, the Thanksgiving dinner and turkey shoot was one of the big annual events in the park. Elder Smith handled the whole business even to raising the turkeys. A big tom was given for first prize, a hen for second. He made the targets and set them up, and arranged for someone to judge, usually a man from outside the park. This year he asked Si Beam to do it. Beam was an itinerant peddler who visited the park every fall and spring. He didn't really compete with Elder Smith's store because the store carried only the essentials. Beam sold gimcracks of one sort or another mostly to the women: bright cloth for dresses and aprons needles, thread, Indian blankets. No one objected to Beam. He'd done the judging before, and was well known and liked. He always stayed with Bess when he came to the park. He'd stayed with her folks when they were alive, so he kept on. Just before the shooting started, Bess came to me. Barney Lux wasn't in the crowd. He seemed to enjoy his own company better than anyone else's, and seldom came to any of the park gatherings. Still, I couldn't keep from saying to Bess, "I see Barney isn't around. Maybe he was afraid. I'd be here." "You know better, Dave," she said. "I. don't want to quarrel with you. I came over here to say I'm sorry about what Barney did i Just wanted to bring Kitsy back but he lost his temper." I just looked at her. She went on, "We both love Kitsy, David. We want what's best for her, but I'm older and I ought to be a little wiser. In time you'll see I'm right." She was a big self-possessed woman, absolutely sure of herself, more sure than any human being had a right to be. I asked, "Have you ever been Wrong about anything, Bess?" She whirled and walked away, shoulders stiff, her head high, and suddenly I realized Kitsy had been wrong telling Bess she'd sold her saddle. She was incapable of being a traitor to her people. I stood alone, watching the shooting from the sidelines. My mother was in the schoolhouse helping the other women with the dinner. Both my father and Gil were shooting. Gil was decked out like a Christmas tree. He was wearing his green silk-shirt with the white buttons, a brownand-white calfskin vest decorated with silver , his pearlhandled revolver, and spurs with big Mexican rowels. Everybody in the park had him pegged for a show-off, but he'd already established the fact that he could shoot. He'd won the tom turkey three years running. The shoot lasted until noon, half of the contestants dropping out in the first round, with Gil, Bess, Frank Dance the finalists. Gil won the tom and Bess the hen. "Now I'll show you some fancy shooting," Gil said. "Boys, there's a gun in Buhl I want. A right fancy one with gold inlay on the barrels. It'd go real good with my outfit, but I haven't got the price." He pulled a gold eagle out of his pocket, held it up for everybody to see, then handed it to Elder Smith. "Hold the stakes Might as well make this worthwhile." He dug a walnut out to another pocket and gave it to Frank Dance. "Who'll cover my bet that I can hit it when Frank tosses it up? About fifteen feet high, Frank." Johnny Strong said, "I'll cover your bet," and handed Elder Smith ten dollars. "I oughta have odds," Gil said. No one offered any, so he brought another gold piece into view holding it up between thumb and forefinger. "If you won't give me odds, then make it worth shooline at." "I will" Elder Smith said quietly. Elder Smith held out his coin for Gil to see, and Gil gave his to him. Forty dollars riding on one shot! My brother had more gall than I had even if I'd had twenty dollars to risk. In spite of myself, I felt a tingle of admiration for him. Gil grinned, the picture of con fidence. "Throw it up, Frank." Dance threw the walnut into the air with an underarm toss. There was absolute silence as it curved up except for our breathing, then it reached the peak of the are and seemed to pause. At that exact instant Gil fired, and the walnut disintegrated. Before the echoes of the shot died, Gil said, "Pay up, Elder," and held out his hand. Elder Smith gave him the money, saying courteously, "Congratulations, Gil." Nobody else congratulated him, "Since you're the best shot in he park," Frank Dance said, "I guess you're our best fighting man." Why, sure," Gil said. "You want some fighting done, bring them on." I think Dance saw the horsemen before he said anything about Gil being a fighting man, but I'm sure Gil hadn't. A dozen horsemen were coming up the road. Vic Toll in the lead. My father recognized Sammy Blue about the same time I did. He came to me, saying in a low voice, "Hard to tell what this means, but don't start anything." "I can't even finish anything," I said. "I haven't got my gun." "A good thing," he said. The Rafter 3 crew reined up few feet in front of the Elder. "Good morning, neighbors," Elder Smith said. "Step down and join us. I think out Thanksgiving dinner is about ready." "Thank you kindly," Toll said, "but we ain't here to visit. I thought some of you might want to sell your spreads. Maybe all of you." "No" Elder Smith said. "That go for the rest of you?" Everyone nodded. "I see," Toll said softly. "Well, don't forget we're offering to buy. That offer'll hold." He paused, and added significantly, "For a while." Without another word Toll swung his horse. They moved away just as Bess called, "Come and get it before we throw it into the river." We went inside. No one spoke. We waited until Elder Smith and my father came in. Elder Smith asked the blessing and we got into line behind the kids, our plates in our hands. We filled them and scattered outside to eat I cleaned my plate up and then I noticed Bess was gone. There was no way for me to know whether anyone else had spen Bess leave. I tightened the cinch, stepped into the saddle and rode off. I turned off the load at the Nordine lane, but I didn't go to the house. I turned around when I got about halfway up the lane. Vic Toll's big buckskin was tied in front of the Nordine house. © 1956, 1957, Wayne D. Overholser... From the Macmillan Company novel: distributed by King Features syndicates. WISHING WELL Registered U. S. Patent Office H 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.