Memphis World Memphis World Publishing Co. 1959-01-07 Thaddeus T. Stokes MEMPHIS WORLD AMERICA'S STANDARD RACE JOURNAL The South's Oldest and Leading Colored Semi-Weekly Newspapers Published by MEMPHIS WORLD PUBLISHING CO. Every WEDNESDAY and SATURDAY at 564 BEALE — Phone 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 thing against the interest of its readers. A Farflung Humanitarian Endeavor The effective service the National Foundation, now the National Foundation for Infantile Paralysis, rendered in the area of financing research for the conquering of this dreaded malady alone would justify its claim in this heroic drive, the "March of Dimes" which begins its month's inning in its annual appeal. "Georgia is rightly the headquarters of this institution, located at Warm Springs, Georgia, where the late President Franklin D. Roosevelt regained his strength to go on the governorship of New York and then to serve more terms in the office of President of the United States than any other individual. Naturally this appeal would have all out support in this section. Had it not been for such efforts, the Salk Vaccine probably would have been years coming to flower. Thousands would have contracted and suffered from the polio disease. While fully realizing that this cause does not need selling, it is but timely to state that in addition to its work in the field of polio research, there are included the treatment of such diseases as arthritis, birth defects, and the disorders stemming from the central nervous system. So, it is seen that the drive is taking on a new lease; it will have even a stronger appeal than ever before and it is certain that this year's "March of Dimes" will round out a bounteous harvest. To begin the new year right, would be to hop in on this "March of Dimes" and help put our first such effort over the top on schedule time. Now, march with the "March of Dimes." The Question Just about everything in this country has been getting bigger. This trend, the economists confidently tell us with hardly a dissenting voice, is not only sure to continue but to accelerate. They blueprint a future of ever-increasing incomes, everimproving living standards, the mass enjoyment of luxuries which would have been beyond the imagination of man not long ago. We are on the verge of explosive break-throughs in physical sciences. The age-old mysteries of space are being fathomed, and soon will be mysteries no more. The miracles of nuclear physics are at hand. Longer, healthier, happier lives for all are promised. And we are not alone. All over the world, peoples and nations are swept along, to varying degrees, in the same tide. This is fine. Almost everyone wants more money, more of the things that money can buy, more of what we know by the word "progress." Yet a nagging question arises the biggest unanswered question that confronts the changing world. While just about everything is getting bigger, is the greatest resource of all getting smaller? That resource is the individual. Not just people in the mass, but individual people each different, each unique each a spirit as well as an appetite. Is the individual in very real danger of being dwarfed by the bigness around him, and of being reduced to a statistic? It's easy enough to say that it can't happen here, even though we have all seen it happen in vast reaches of the earth. Easy enough, but untrue. This nation was founded on certain concepts the fullest freedom for all, an unflagging sense of the spiritual nature of man, a passionate regard for the worth of every individual human being. But these, like oil other concepts and philosophies, will wither away to nothingness unless they are eternally prized beyond all else and faithfully protected. They must be supported in absolutely specific ways. They demand the highest degree of individual independence and responsibility. If, for instance, we give to government the initiative and the power to regulate and dominate our lives in the name of security, the ultimate end will be the security of the penitentiary. Power once granted to government must always be balanced against a greater power in the hands of the people. We pride ourselves on our material achievements. But pride can result in a deadly blindness. Other nations, whose concepts are utterly opposed to ours, are producing their own wonders. Communist Russia and Communist China are, so to speak, moving mountains. The whip and the chain, used with dedicated ruthlessness, can also get out the goods, while the soul of man dies. It took centuries of turmoil, war and revolution to establish the rights of man the rights of the individual. They can be lost overnight by sins of omission no less than sins of commission. A people whose eyes and minds are fixed on material ends alone will not long remain a free people. They will become merely instruments of power. There is no foreseeable limit to what we, through our economic, social and political organizations can achieve. It will be the ultimate irony if, in the light of this, we surrender the individual to material bigness whether in government or anywhere else. We never had a more urgent need to uphold age old principles and convictions that make for the only worth. while kind of progress confidence in something, faith in ideals, fairness, the determination to defend what one believes to be right. WISHING WELL Registered U. S. Patent Office HERE is a pleasant little game that will give you a message every day. It is a numerical puzzle designed to spell out your fortune. Count the letters in your first name. If the number of letters is 6 or more, subtract 4. If the number is less than 6, add 3. The result is your key number. Start at the upper left-hand corner of the rectangle and check every one of your key numbers, left to right. Then read the message the letters under the checked figures give you. Growing Opposition gation. He (Negro) also identifies the hand of the Councils in the "economic freeze" apparently being directed against the area's Negro populace. Observant Negroes contend that even before the recession got underway, and over and beyond the static situation resulting from the Negro's traditional economic status of being the nation's marginal man in employment and occupations, the White Citizens Councils have added something more to the race's economic disabilities. To these observant Negroes, the White Citizens Councils have assumed the guise of active and immediate threats to the comparatively small but relatively important economic gains the Negro has made in the South since Emancipation. The Councils are understood to be dedicated to the nefarious job of bringing the Negro to his knees in the desegregation fight by squeezing him on the economic front by curtailing his employment, even more than it has been by cutting off credit to Negro business by stringently regulating time payments by blocking attempts at financial self-help and by destroying the effectiveness of such an organization as the Urban League. Urban League branches in Southern and border state cities are the objects of the economic Venom of the White Citizens Councils in many instances without being openly pointed out as such. Opposition to the branches (of the League) usually is expressed through curtailing the Community Chest support so many of them have attained after years of uphill struggle. Sometimes the League branches are openly pointed out as cells of Negro leadership in the fight for desegregation. In areas where the charge cannot be definitely made, due to the adroit foresight of branch spokesmen, opposition to the League's program, nevertheless, proceeds because the program is in direct conflict with that of the Councils. As increasing numbers of Southern Negroes become more and more aware of the basic damage being done their group by the economic machinations of the White Citizens Councils and their sympathizers, a clearer understanding of the program and objectives of the Urban League is developing. Increasing numbers of Negroes are becoming actively interested in the continuation of the League's program in their communities. The League's policies of seeking working contacts through peaceable means to strengthen the Negro's economic position appear more and more reasonable and necessary. This growing realization lends srength to the belief that Negroes, and their remaining friends in the South, will do more than ever to keep the local Urban League branches alive even if they have to increasingly support them independently of Community Chest help. DESEGREGATION gation. He (Negro) also identifies the hand of the Councils in the "economic freeze" apparently being directed against the area's Negro populace. Observant Negroes contend that even before the recession got underway, and over and beyond the static situation resulting from the Negro's traditional economic status of being the nation's marginal man in employment and occupations, the White Citizens Councils have added something more to the race's economic disabilities. To these observant Negroes, the White Citizens Councils have assumed the guise of active and immediate threats to the comparatively small but relatively important economic gains the Negro has made in the South since Emancipation. The Councils are understood to be dedicated to the nefarious job of bringing the Negro to his knees in the desegregation fight by squeezing him on the economic front by curtailing his employment, even more than it has been by cutting off credit to Negro business by stringently regulating time payments by blocking attempts at financial self-help and by destroying the effectiveness of such an organization as the Urban League. Urban League branches in Southern and border state cities are the objects of the economic Venom of the White Citizens Councils in many instances without being openly pointed out as such. Opposition to the branches (of the League) usually is expressed through curtailing the Community Chest support so many of them have attained after years of uphill struggle. Sometimes the League branches are openly pointed out as cells of Negro leadership in the fight for desegregation. In areas where the charge cannot be definitely made, due to the adroit foresight of branch spokesmen, opposition to the League's program, nevertheless, proceeds because the program is in direct conflict with that of the Councils. As increasing numbers of Southern Negroes become more and more aware of the basic damage being done their group by the economic machinations of the White Citizens Councils and their sympathizers, a clearer understanding of the program and objectives of the Urban League is developing. Increasing numbers of Negroes are becoming actively interested in the continuation of the League's program in their communities. The League's policies of seeking working contacts through peaceable means to strengthen the Negro's economic position appear more and more reasonable and necessary. This growing realization lends srength to the belief that Negroes, and their remaining friends in the South, will do more than ever to keep the local Urban League branches alive even if they have to increasingly support them independently of Community Chest help. DIRECT CONFLICT gation. He (Negro) also identifies the hand of the Councils in the "economic freeze" apparently being directed against the area's Negro populace. Observant Negroes contend that even before the recession got underway, and over and beyond the static situation resulting from the Negro's traditional economic status of being the nation's marginal man in employment and occupations, the White Citizens Councils have added something more to the race's economic disabilities. To these observant Negroes, the White Citizens Councils have assumed the guise of active and immediate threats to the comparatively small but relatively important economic gains the Negro has made in the South since Emancipation. The Councils are understood to be dedicated to the nefarious job of bringing the Negro to his knees in the desegregation fight by squeezing him on the economic front by curtailing his employment, even more than it has been by cutting off credit to Negro business by stringently regulating time payments by blocking attempts at financial self-help and by destroying the effectiveness of such an organization as the Urban League. Urban League branches in Southern and border state cities are the objects of the economic Venom of the White Citizens Councils in many instances without being openly pointed out as such. Opposition to the branches (of the League) usually is expressed through curtailing the Community Chest support so many of them have attained after years of uphill struggle. Sometimes the League branches are openly pointed out as cells of Negro leadership in the fight for desegregation. In areas where the charge cannot be definitely made, due to the adroit foresight of branch spokesmen, opposition to the League's program, nevertheless, proceeds because the program is in direct conflict with that of the Councils. As increasing numbers of Southern Negroes become more and more aware of the basic damage being done their group by the economic machinations of the White Citizens Councils and their sympathizers, a clearer understanding of the program and objectives of the Urban League is developing. Increasing numbers of Negroes are becoming actively interested in the continuation of the League's program in their communities. The League's policies of seeking working contacts through peaceable means to strengthen the Negro's economic position appear more and more reasonable and necessary. This growing realization lends srength to the belief that Negroes, and their remaining friends in the South, will do more than ever to keep the local Urban League branches alive even if they have to increasingly support them independently of Community Chest help. REMAINING FRIENDS gation. He (Negro) also identifies the hand of the Councils in the "economic freeze" apparently being directed against the area's Negro populace. Observant Negroes contend that even before the recession got underway, and over and beyond the static situation resulting from the Negro's traditional economic status of being the nation's marginal man in employment and occupations, the White Citizens Councils have added something more to the race's economic disabilities. To these observant Negroes, the White Citizens Councils have assumed the guise of active and immediate threats to the comparatively small but relatively important economic gains the Negro has made in the South since Emancipation. The Councils are understood to be dedicated to the nefarious job of bringing the Negro to his knees in the desegregation fight by squeezing him on the economic front by curtailing his employment, even more than it has been by cutting off credit to Negro business by stringently regulating time payments by blocking attempts at financial self-help and by destroying the effectiveness of such an organization as the Urban League. Urban League branches in Southern and border state cities are the objects of the economic Venom of the White Citizens Councils in many instances without being openly pointed out as such. Opposition to the branches (of the League) usually is expressed through curtailing the Community Chest support so many of them have attained after years of uphill struggle. Sometimes the League branches are openly pointed out as cells of Negro leadership in the fight for desegregation. In areas where the charge cannot be definitely made, due to the adroit foresight of branch spokesmen, opposition to the League's program, nevertheless, proceeds because the program is in direct conflict with that of the Councils. As increasing numbers of Southern Negroes become more and more aware of the basic damage being done their group by the economic machinations of the White Citizens Councils and their sympathizers, a clearer understanding of the program and objectives of the Urban League is developing. Increasing numbers of Negroes are becoming actively interested in the continuation of the League's program in their communities. The League's policies of seeking working contacts through peaceable means to strengthen the Negro's economic position appear more and more reasonable and necessary. This growing realization lends srength to the belief that Negroes, and their remaining friends in the South, will do more than ever to keep the local Urban League branches alive even if they have to increasingly support them independently of Community Chest help. Memphis Park recreational facilities and services under control and jurisdiction of the city and park commission." The petition stated such segregation is unconstitutional and in direct violation of the 14th Amendment of the United States Constitution. It also stated Mrs. Mathews and other Negroes are denied equal rights of citizens guaranteed by the due process and equal protection clause of the 14th Amendment. The petition also noted that the suit was a class action brought by Mrs. Matthews on behalf of herself and others segregated against because of race and color. The attorney named in the case was H. T. Lockard Mrs. Mathews said the case grew cut of the fact that she "and another woman were forced from Overton Park Zoo last October 13 by two Memphis park polimomen and a group believed to be employees." She said they told them "they didn't have any white children with them acting as nurses and would have to leave the park because Negroes were allowed only on Thursday." The women evicted from the park are believed members of the Binghamton Civic Club of which O. Z. Evers is president It is stated that the Binghamton Civic Club will underwrite the expenses of the case. Evers said in commenting on the suit we are calling upon the citizens of the Tri-State area to get behind this suit, morally and financially." The suit was the first park segregation case filed against the City of Memphis. A United State District Court in New Orleans recently voided park segregation laws there. Bomb Hoax At West ing was made first to a West Palm Beach newspaper office and then to the police. The caller was quoted. "I have planted four sticks of TNT alongside a Jewish Synagogue on North Flagler. Drive it is timed to go off in exactly 11 minutes. This is no hoax." Blair T. Hunt To Be an announcement this week. The revival is scheduled for Sunday, Jan. 7 through Jan. 9, at the LeMoyne Garden Auditorium, 830 Williams Ave Each meeting is scheduled to start at 7:30 p.m. The revival will be conducted by Atty. B. L. Hooks, who is also pastor of Middle Baptist Church; and Rev. W. G. Owens, a student at Tennessee State A&I Univer sity who is associated with the Youth For Christ movement. The program will also consist of gospel and hymns singing. OLD GLORY WITH A NEW LOOK — President Eisenhower unfurls the 49-star American flag at the While House after signing an Executive Order authorizing the change. Alaska's admission as a state gives Old Glory seven staggered rows of seven stars each. The second, fourth and sixth rows are indented from the staff. NAACP Seeks needed aid to the families of the youngsters. Hanover Thompson, 9 and Fuzzy Simpson, 8, curently confined to Morrison Training School at Hoffman, N. c. The North Carolina State NAACP furnished both families with emergency funds for the holidays Trouble started on Oct. 23 when the 7-year-old girl kissed Hanover on the cheek during a game. She casually told her father about it later in the day. Enraged the father armed himself, gathered friends and went looking for the boys. They threatened not only to kill them but lynch the parents of the two boys. Later an attempt to evict Mrs. Thompson was thwarted by legal action taken by Mr. Lynn. She and her children had occupied the rented house for 10 years. The boys were removed to the local jail and held without charges for six days. Then, in a sudden move, they were hauled into juvenile court with their parents on short notice. They had no counsel. The judge found them "guilty" of "molesting a white female." Mr. Williams, as head of the local NAACP, rallied suport for the youngsters. Their plight attracted international attention and brought a flood of letters of protest to Gov. Luther Hodges and other North Carolina officials. OCT. 28 INCIDENT needed aid to the families of the youngsters. Hanover Thompson, 9 and Fuzzy Simpson, 8, curently confined to Morrison Training School at Hoffman, N. c. The North Carolina State NAACP furnished both families with emergency funds for the holidays Trouble started on Oct. 23 when the 7-year-old girl kissed Hanover on the cheek during a game. She casually told her father about it later in the day. Enraged the father armed himself, gathered friends and went looking for the boys. They threatened not only to kill them but lynch the parents of the two boys. Later an attempt to evict Mrs. Thompson was thwarted by legal action taken by Mr. Lynn. She and her children had occupied the rented house for 10 years. The boys were removed to the local jail and held without charges for six days. Then, in a sudden move, they were hauled into juvenile court with their parents on short notice. They had no counsel. The judge found them "guilty" of "molesting a white female." Mr. Williams, as head of the local NAACP, rallied suport for the youngsters. Their plight attracted international attention and brought a flood of letters of protest to Gov. Luther Hodges and other North Carolina officials. Little Rock 5 Donles him they impounded the automobile because it was not owned by him. Zeigler said they had come to Memphis about 6 p.m. Monday to attend the annual Christmas dance of the Arkansas State College. He said they were arrested on Thomas Street about four blocks from Curries' Tropicana Club where the dance was held. He said police stopped them immediately after the driver blew his horn. He said they did not know about the antihorn blowing Memphis city ordinance. The five men denied "being drunk." The admitted "drinking a highball" at the dance. "We were not drunk." they said. "The police gave "its a bad deal." Abe Scharff YMCA of Management are: Prof. Blair T. Hunt chairman emeritus, J. T. Chandler, chairman; E. P. Nabors, vice chairman: J. H. Roland recording secretary: W. C. Weathers, assistant recording secretary: Melvin Robinson chaplain, H. W. Beacher, Prof. A. B. Bland, I. S. Bodden, L. H. Bcyee, Dr. J. S. Byas, Prof. F. M. Campbell. Horace L. Chandler. Richard Cole. E. H. Davis, Prof. Joseph Falls, Dr. J. W. Golden, Taylor Hayes, Atty. B. L. Hooks. C. B. Johnson, Frank B. Lewis, Rev. Roy Love, Joseph L. Nelson, Floyd Newman. S. E. Rankins, C. C. Sawyer, Dr. W. O. Speight, Prof. J. D. Springer, Thaddeus T. Stokes, Dr. Cooper H. Taylor, L. Alex Wilson. A. Maceo Walker, Prof. E. L. Washburn, Henry White, Dr. E. Frank White, and A. C. Williams. Ayres Again Slaps and called on the City Commission to act on his ordinance which would, "expose" NAACP membership lists. Comparing the NAACP with the Ku Klux Klan, the segregationist refused to answer as to why be continues to make his attacks on the organization when asked that particular question, although it is believed that he is getting publicity before declaring as a candidate for the Commission in this year's city election. "It is most ignorant to ask why I am attacking the NAACP or why I am in this business," the White Citizens Council head told a World writer. "There is an animosity in your voice which is "rubbing" me, an animosity which I have not heard before. I refuse to make any statements concerning myself or my organization." Teacher Knifed charges. "We carried Shadrick to the county line faced him north, and told him to start walking," Sheriff McArthur said Saturday. News In Brief riding piloted into the side of a truck. The corner of the trailer knocked the girl 25 feet, breaking her neck. A technical charge of reckless driving was placed against the driver. John Beverly Bell of 713 Wood. Police solved a chain of holdups. last week when they arrested Henry Lee Morris Jr., 21, of 291 Vance, who couldn't resist bragging about his robberies to other people. Morris implicated several other men in the holdups, Henry Lee West brooks. 211, of 357-E Wellington, Henry Smith, Jr., 23, of 837 Crump Court and John Harris, 22, of 1970 Sparks Road. A shotsun and a 22-caliber rifle with a sawed-off barrel were found in Westbrook's room, police said. Ike Unfurls and private firms to fly it before that date. Meantime, the old 48star flag can be properly flown until it wears out. The solemn proclamation ceremony in the President's cabinet room was attended by proud Alaskan officials, Vice President Richard M. Nixon, and Speaker Sam Rayburn (D-Tex.). The proclamation conferred statehood on a vast area which was known scoffingly as Seward's Icebox" and "Seward's Folly" when purchased from Czarist Russia for $7.200.000 in 1867. Alaska is the First new state since New Mexico and Arizona entered the union in 1912. Statehood for Hawaii is next on the congressional schedule. The President made a special helicopter trip from his Gettysburg, Pa., farm to preside at the ceremonies. His proclamation noted congres sional enactment of the Alaskan statehood bill last year; that the territory had complied with admission requirements, and therefore "admission of the state of Alaska into the union on an equal footing with other states of the union is now accomplished." Speaking informally, the chief executive said he was "very highly privileged and honored to welcome the 49th state into the union." Then, on behalf of Alaska's sister states, he extended "best wishes and hope for prosperity and success" to the newcomer. He voiced hope to elected Alaskan officials all Democrats that "we will all work together to the benefit of all 49 states." He used 12 pens to sign the statehood document, Rayburn gently retive order for the new flag and distributed them as historic mementoes to key officials surrounding his desk. As the President signed the statehod document, Rayburn gently reminded him that it was now 1959. Eisenhower smiled broadly and commented, "so it is." As he unfurled the new flag, the President told Rayburn that he preferred a different design but "I was overrules by all of my advisers." His suggestion, he explained, was for five rows of five stars and four rows of six stars. He said this would have made it easy to add a 50th star when and if Hawaii is granted statehood. Eisenhower added that the design adopted will have to be drastically altered if Hawaii comes into the union. IKE SEEKS HARMONY and private firms to fly it before that date. Meantime, the old 48star flag can be properly flown until it wears out. The solemn proclamation ceremony in the President's cabinet room was attended by proud Alaskan officials, Vice President Richard M. Nixon, and Speaker Sam Rayburn (D-Tex.). The proclamation conferred statehood on a vast area which was known scoffingly as Seward's Icebox" and "Seward's Folly" when purchased from Czarist Russia for $7.200.000 in 1867. Alaska is the First new state since New Mexico and Arizona entered the union in 1912. Statehood for Hawaii is next on the congressional schedule. The President made a special helicopter trip from his Gettysburg, Pa., farm to preside at the ceremonies. His proclamation noted congres sional enactment of the Alaskan statehood bill last year; that the territory had complied with admission requirements, and therefore "admission of the state of Alaska into the union on an equal footing with other states of the union is now accomplished." Speaking informally, the chief executive said he was "very highly privileged and honored to welcome the 49th state into the union." Then, on behalf of Alaska's sister states, he extended "best wishes and hope for prosperity and success" to the newcomer. He voiced hope to elected Alaskan officials all Democrats that "we will all work together to the benefit of all 49 states." He used 12 pens to sign the statehood document, Rayburn gently retive order for the new flag and distributed them as historic mementoes to key officials surrounding his desk. As the President signed the statehod document, Rayburn gently reminded him that it was now 1959. Eisenhower smiled broadly and commented, "so it is." As he unfurled the new flag, the President told Rayburn that he preferred a different design but "I was overrules by all of my advisers." His suggestion, he explained, was for five rows of five stars and four rows of six stars. He said this would have made it easy to add a 50th star when and if Hawaii is granted statehood. Eisenhower added that the design adopted will have to be drastically altered if Hawaii comes into the union. DESIGN MAY BE CHANGED and private firms to fly it before that date. Meantime, the old 48star flag can be properly flown until it wears out. The solemn proclamation ceremony in the President's cabinet room was attended by proud Alaskan officials, Vice President Richard M. Nixon, and Speaker Sam Rayburn (D-Tex.). The proclamation conferred statehood on a vast area which was known scoffingly as Seward's Icebox" and "Seward's Folly" when purchased from Czarist Russia for $7.200.000 in 1867. Alaska is the First new state since New Mexico and Arizona entered the union in 1912. Statehood for Hawaii is next on the congressional schedule. The President made a special helicopter trip from his Gettysburg, Pa., farm to preside at the ceremonies. His proclamation noted congres sional enactment of the Alaskan statehood bill last year; that the territory had complied with admission requirements, and therefore "admission of the state of Alaska into the union on an equal footing with other states of the union is now accomplished." Speaking informally, the chief executive said he was "very highly privileged and honored to welcome the 49th state into the union." Then, on behalf of Alaska's sister states, he extended "best wishes and hope for prosperity and success" to the newcomer. He voiced hope to elected Alaskan officials all Democrats that "we will all work together to the benefit of all 49 states." He used 12 pens to sign the statehood document, Rayburn gently retive order for the new flag and distributed them as historic mementoes to key officials surrounding his desk. As the President signed the statehod document, Rayburn gently reminded him that it was now 1959. Eisenhower smiled broadly and commented, "so it is." As he unfurled the new flag, the President told Rayburn that he preferred a different design but "I was overrules by all of my advisers." His suggestion, he explained, was for five rows of five stars and four rows of six stars. He said this would have made it easy to add a 50th star when and if Hawaii is granted statehood. Eisenhower added that the design adopted will have to be drastically altered if Hawaii comes into the union. MEMPHIS WORLD Deadline For Classified Ad Is Tuesday for Saturday's Edition and Saturday for Wednesday's Editior Want Ad Information Call JA. 6-4030 Deadline For Classified Ad Is Tuesday for Saturday's Edition and Saturday for Wednesday's Editior FOR RENT 171-73 BEALE Grade Floor about 4,000 Sq. Ft Ideal for furniture and other retail line. Reduced rental. HOBSON-KERNS CO. U. P. Bk. Bldg. REPAIR SERVICE Call us for Refrigeration Repairs Air Conditioners, Washing Machines. 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Ph.: JA. 3-1494. Licensed and Bonded. Day or night service. O. C. Williams. DR. AND MRS. W. W. GIBSON AND MISS ALI- SON-VANCE COMPLIMENT CHRISTMAS VISI- TORS — Dr. and Mrs. W. W. Gibson and their sister extended every social courtesy to a large group of their friends on Sunday evening at the top Hat and Tails Club when they entertained for Mrs. Marjorie Lewis Pugh, a Los Angeles matron and long time friend to the family. The Gibsons and Miss Vance also complimented Dr. and Mrs. Frank De Costa (he is an outstanding educator) and parents of Atty. and Mrs. Russell Sugarmon, Jr. and Mr. "Jeff" Ish, insurance executive with the Supreme Liberty Insurance Company in Chicago and father of Atty. and Mrs. A. A. Latting. Seen seated left to right are: Mrs. Robert Lewis, Jr., sister-in-law to the honoree.s. Mrs. R. S. Lewis, Jr., Mr. Robert Lewis, Jr., Mrs. Pugh's mother and brother; Mrs. Pugh, Mrs. De Costa, Mr. Ish, Mrs. Gibson, hostess of the evening; Mrs. Russell Sugarmon, Sr., Mr. Sugermon, Sr., Mr. R. S. Lewis, Sr., the honoree's father and Mrs. Sugarmon, Jr. Standing are Dr. Gibson, host of the evening; Dr. De Costa and Atty. Sugarmon, Jr. Miss Vance does not appear on the picture. Miami Manhunt AFTER the smallpox victims were buried. Elizabeth Rettig and Finley Burkhauser set out afoot for the Indian village. Burkhauser carried a sack filled with ointments and patent cures in a rope harness on his shoulders, and walked with a lantern and pole elevated before them, illuminating a path ahead. They walked out the night, stopping only for a brief rest. The wind was down and the sky clear, without the promise of snow. Burkhauser could follow the Indians' tracks with ease, and toward morning they dipped down off a small rise and saw the near lifeless Indian camp in a narrow swale. From a few lodges, fickle smoke trickled; the other lodges were grave-silent. Burkhauser said, "Looks bad." This was Elizabeth's first visit to an Indian village, and the filth was like a blow in the face. How many had died, she did not try to ascertain: she supposed three hundred, although Burkhauser's later estimate shaved this by sixty or seventy. The dead and the living lay together, women, children, and the bewildered, resigned men. Not even a dog barked when they entered the camp. Nothing stirred save a flap of buffalo hide; then a warrior stepped out. looking at them with his chocolate eyes. Burkhauser made the sign, and the Indian motioned them inside. The brave's wife was dying; there was nothing to be done for her. But the two small children looked as though there was some hope for them. Burkhauser gave the orders and the brave agreed to follow them. There were still men in the camp capable of working, and a handful were not yet stricken with the disease. These men were isolated from the others and put to work. The dead were stacked away from the village, and where he went to inspect the graves that were being dug, Burkhauser noticed the body of a white woman From a warrior he learned that she had come into the camp nearly a month ago and she had been very sick. The two small boys that were with her were also sick. The smallest of the boys had died, but the other lived: the warrior took Burkhauser to a lodge where the boy slept beneath a flea-crowded buffalo robe. Burkhauser touched the lad on the shoulder bringing him awake. The boy seemed frightened and Burkhauser said. "Whoa there, boy! You're all right." He pulled the had to his feet so he could look at him He was ten or so but the sickness had thinned him mercilessly "I hear you've been sick, sonny." "Ye—yes sir. But I'm well now." Burkhauser Smiled, put his arm around him and took him to Elizabeth. She looked at the boy, then said, "Where in the world did you find him? He's white!" "Yes. Stinking Bear says that he came here a month ago with his mother and brother." Elizabeth's eyes mirrored the question "Yes the boy survived it all right. The mother was sick when they got here." "Oh, the poor child," she said and quickly put her arms-around the boy and the maternal gentleness that is in all women was quickly transmitted to him. He hugged her and cried and she patted his head, and in time, the crying stopped. The boy's name was Wilson, Wilson Tanner. Burkhauser was a patient man when it came to extracting information. The bits of talk were sorted, pieced together, until a story emerged. The boy's father was dead The boy didn't understand how, but he had died suddenly. After that, he went on a long ride in the wagon, to a town; all this was before the snow. Burkhauser figured that the town was Dodge City. After that, the boy came here, with his mother and brother, who were so sick they could go no further. Wilson Tanner had been frightened of the Indians; he thought they would kill him, but, soon they got sick. Everyone got sick, but he got well. By the end of the ninth day, Burkthauscr felt that they had some control, over the sickness; many were recovering, including Stinking Bear's two children, and there were, no fresh outbreaks among the dozen who had not been touched. He had time, to think now, time to sleep, for he and Elizabeth were both near exhaustion. They" "lay together in the same robe which they had shared since their arrival, out of necessity. Wilson Tanner shared their lodge; he lay -asleep across from them, invisible in the darkness, yet his regular breathing was audible. Elizabeth said, "Finley, you have a feeling about the boy, haven't you?" "Don't you?" "Yes" she said softly. "I don't suppose we'll know for certain until Lieutenant Lydecker identifies him out I still have a real strong-feeling" She reached for him as though to find strength in his nearness. 'Help me, Finley; I can't take Wilson Tanner home it Tom killed his father." "You're making a long guess there," Burkhauser said." Am I He fell silent for a moment, then said, "Well, even if it's the right guess, we don't want to tell Tom or the Tanner boy. There's no sense in him carrying that around on his conscience?" At the end of two weeks. Elizabeth began to count herself as being naturally lucky, out it" was short lived, for during the morning of the sixteenth day. Finley Burkhauser stopped talking in the middle of a sentence, lifted his hand as though a farewell gesture, and fell flat on his face. For an instant she just stared at him too shocked to move, then she knelt and lifted him to a half sitting position. His face was hot to her touch and she knew that he had the pox, knew why he had not shared the buffalo robe with her the last few nights; he had a fever and had been hiding itAnd she knew other things, that he had lied to her because he had been willing to risk his life in order to keep her from risking her own, If she ever wanted a testament of love, she had it now, but at a price she was not willing to pay. On the eighteenth day she felt sick and dizzy and was made immeasurably happy; she was coming down with the pox. With half delirious reasoning she decided that they could die together, which was better than living without him. Max Ludke returned to Mustang Creek in a drop-top buggy, and he had three men with him, well dressed men in fine suits and bowlers. Tom Rettig did not cross the creek to Ludke's place, but he spent a good deal of his time observing Ludke and his new friends. Ludke had been back nearly a week when four men rode in from the north, dismounting in front of the trading post. Wyatt Earp stepped from the saddle, as did Lieutenant Butler and Guthrie Caswell: Bat Masterson led the horses around back to the lean-to. Tom Rettig stood in the doorway, his 44-40 Winchester in the crook of his arm. Earp slapped dust from his coat, all the time studying the boy, "Any coffee inside?" "Yes sir. You're welcome to it." He turned and the men followed him in. Butler poured and set the cups on the table. Masterson came in. "Where's everybody?" He looked at Tom. "They've been gone, over two weeks." Tom told them about the Indians being sick and dying and Burkhauser burying them, then burning the shovels. Finally Doctor Caswell said, "Sounds like smallpox. Marshal, you suppose you could get your business done? I'd like to go south and see if I can find that "village." "We'11 all go." Earp said and drank his coffee. He motioned for Tom to pit across from him, then Earp leaned his elbows on the table and spoke confidentially, "Who's around here, son?" The two Mexicans, Jesus and Juan Azavedo, White Bird, and my sisters." "Then see that they stay here," Earp said. There may be some shooting." He motioned Masterson to his feet "Let's keep this simple. Be a better chance of taking Oliver alive that way." CHAPTER 30 AFTER the smallpox victims were buried. Elizabeth Rettig and Finley Burkhauser set out afoot for the Indian village. Burkhauser carried a sack filled with ointments and patent cures in a rope harness on his shoulders, and walked with a lantern and pole elevated before them, illuminating a path ahead. They walked out the night, stopping only for a brief rest. The wind was down and the sky clear, without the promise of snow. Burkhauser could follow the Indians' tracks with ease, and toward morning they dipped down off a small rise and saw the near lifeless Indian camp in a narrow swale. From a few lodges, fickle smoke trickled; the other lodges were grave-silent. Burkhauser said, "Looks bad." This was Elizabeth's first visit to an Indian village, and the filth was like a blow in the face. How many had died, she did not try to ascertain: she supposed three hundred, although Burkhauser's later estimate shaved this by sixty or seventy. The dead and the living lay together, women, children, and the bewildered, resigned men. Not even a dog barked when they entered the camp. Nothing stirred save a flap of buffalo hide; then a warrior stepped out. looking at them with his chocolate eyes. Burkhauser made the sign, and the Indian motioned them inside. The brave's wife was dying; there was nothing to be done for her. But the two small children looked as though there was some hope for them. Burkhauser gave the orders and the brave agreed to follow them. There were still men in the camp capable of working, and a handful were not yet stricken with the disease. These men were isolated from the others and put to work. The dead were stacked away from the village, and where he went to inspect the graves that were being dug, Burkhauser noticed the body of a white woman From a warrior he learned that she had come into the camp nearly a month ago and she had been very sick. The two small boys that were with her were also sick. The smallest of the boys had died, but the other lived: the warrior took Burkhauser to a lodge where the boy slept beneath a flea-crowded buffalo robe. Burkhauser touched the lad on the shoulder bringing him awake. The boy seemed frightened and Burkhauser said. "Whoa there, boy! You're all right." He pulled the had to his feet so he could look at him He was ten or so but the sickness had thinned him mercilessly "I hear you've been sick, sonny." "Ye—yes sir. But I'm well now." Burkhauser Smiled, put his arm around him and took him to Elizabeth. She looked at the boy, then said, "Where in the world did you find him? He's white!" "Yes. Stinking Bear says that he came here a month ago with his mother and brother." Elizabeth's eyes mirrored the question "Yes the boy survived it all right. The mother was sick when they got here." "Oh, the poor child," she said and quickly put her arms-around the boy and the maternal gentleness that is in all women was quickly transmitted to him. He hugged her and cried and she patted his head, and in time, the crying stopped. The boy's name was Wilson, Wilson Tanner. Burkhauser was a patient man when it came to extracting information. The bits of talk were sorted, pieced together, until a story emerged. The boy's father was dead The boy didn't understand how, but he had died suddenly. After that, he went on a long ride in the wagon, to a town; all this was before the snow. Burkhauser figured that the town was Dodge City. After that, the boy came here, with his mother and brother, who were so sick they could go no further. Wilson Tanner had been frightened of the Indians; he thought they would kill him, but, soon they got sick. Everyone got sick, but he got well. By the end of the ninth day, Burkthauscr felt that they had some control, over the sickness; many were recovering, including Stinking Bear's two children, and there were, no fresh outbreaks among the dozen who had not been touched. He had time, to think now, time to sleep, for he and Elizabeth were both near exhaustion. They" "lay together in the same robe which they had shared since their arrival, out of necessity. Wilson Tanner shared their lodge; he lay -asleep across from them, invisible in the darkness, yet his regular breathing was audible. Elizabeth said, "Finley, you have a feeling about the boy, haven't you?" "Don't you?" "Yes" she said softly. "I don't suppose we'll know for certain until Lieutenant Lydecker identifies him out I still have a real strong-feeling" She reached for him as though to find strength in his nearness. 'Help me, Finley; I can't take Wilson Tanner home it Tom killed his father." "You're making a long guess there," Burkhauser said." Am I He fell silent for a moment, then said, "Well, even if it's the right guess, we don't want to tell Tom or the Tanner boy. There's no sense in him carrying that around on his conscience?" At the end of two weeks. Elizabeth began to count herself as being naturally lucky, out it" was short lived, for during the morning of the sixteenth day. Finley Burkhauser stopped talking in the middle of a sentence, lifted his hand as though a farewell gesture, and fell flat on his face. For an instant she just stared at him too shocked to move, then she knelt and lifted him to a half sitting position. His face was hot to her touch and she knew that he had the pox, knew why he had not shared the buffalo robe with her the last few nights; he had a fever and had been hiding itAnd she knew other things, that he had lied to her because he had been willing to risk his life in order to keep her from risking her own, If she ever wanted a testament of love, she had it now, but at a price she was not willing to pay. On the eighteenth day she felt sick and dizzy and was made immeasurably happy; she was coming down with the pox. With half delirious reasoning she decided that they could die together, which was better than living without him. Max Ludke returned to Mustang Creek in a drop-top buggy, and he had three men with him, well dressed men in fine suits and bowlers. Tom Rettig did not cross the creek to Ludke's place, but he spent a good deal of his time observing Ludke and his new friends. Ludke had been back nearly a week when four men rode in from the north, dismounting in front of the trading post. Wyatt Earp stepped from the saddle, as did Lieutenant Butler and Guthrie Caswell: Bat Masterson led the horses around back to the lean-to. Tom Rettig stood in the doorway, his 44-40 Winchester in the crook of his arm. Earp slapped dust from his coat, all the time studying the boy, "Any coffee inside?" "Yes sir. You're welcome to it." He turned and the men followed him in. Butler poured and set the cups on the table. Masterson came in. "Where's everybody?" He looked at Tom. "They've been gone, over two weeks." Tom told them about the Indians being sick and dying and Burkhauser burying them, then burning the shovels. Finally Doctor Caswell said, "Sounds like smallpox. Marshal, you suppose you could get your business done? I'd like to go south and see if I can find that "village." "We'11 all go." Earp said and drank his coffee. He motioned for Tom to pit across from him, then Earp leaned his elbows on the table and spoke confidentially, "Who's around here, son?" The two Mexicans, Jesus and Juan Azavedo, White Bird, and my sisters." "Then see that they stay here," Earp said. There may be some shooting." He motioned Masterson to his feet "Let's keep this simple. Be a better chance of taking Oliver alive that way." Submerged Riches Scientists said today that large areas of the Pacific Ocean floor may be worth half a million dollars a square mile because of extensive ore deposits.