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SUBSCRIPTION RATES: Year $5.00—6 Months $3.00—3 Months $1.50 (In Advance) The Eisenhower - Nixon Acceptance Few times has civilization itself happened upon an occasion with an accompanying document in which was prescribed the ingredients for that panacea in which was wrapped up the answers and the cures. But, fate has always timed these leaders especially designed and endowed with the spirit of human brotherhood - that freedom and justice might not perish from the face of the earth. Thusly, did the Republican National Convention in its nomination of Eisenhower and Nixon for another term, answer the challenge of our civilization in the good sense of providing again these leaders — and without a single dissenting vote. History has seldom recorded in its annals the equal of the epic of government and refined politics as annotated in the two addresses delivered by the team — Eisenhower and Nixon. The world and time now look on with renewed hope; those minorities, in the main and often at the mercy of asserted justice. can feel an air of relief from the spirit of the great spokesmen of prestige, to whom we look for guidance and leadership. President Dwight David Eisenhower in his speech of acceptance, breathed the spirit of true Americanism. In it was shown that the past one hundred years of our history have waxed with time in that unfolding of that government envisioned by Abraham Lincoln. President Eisenhower called the GOP the party of the future. His five points on this score would disclose that time nor tide has eroded the brilliant pages of mankind's bulwark toward the gates of freedom and justice. In the great convention hall, had come acceptance time; the real Eisenhower had arrived upon this epochal occasion; the man for whom the nation had prayed and whose disciples sat with their faces beaming around him. He would have those, the entire nation, who insisted faith in him to feel that the future of the country lies in the future of the party. Consistent with his superb record and still rallying his forces around the principles of equality in opportunity and the pursuit of happiness. America's beloved statesman bowed in as the full fledged nominee — with the immortal words, I "accept." Truly, the country marched off in a spirit of optimism and in the supreme hope that the beginning of the second century would re-incarnate that faith and unalterable devotion as did the first, when Abreham Lincoln sparked a new day and a new era. Vice President Richard M. Nixon, upon his acceptance speech was none the less positive in his stand for the Eisenhower doctrine of justice and equity; the hard hitting Vice President, the scarred but happy warrior of the pack, would renew his attempt to show the country and the world the way out by the light of truth, rugged honesty and justice. So, the big team takes off; it carries with it a spirit intensely and genuinely American and as envisions the era of new opportunity and wider horizons, it would encompass the gospel of self reliance founded upon freedom, justice and equality in opportunity and enjoyment for all men. It is well that history did not leave out the contributions and consideration of the Negro group, represented in the naming of both candidates on the floor of the Republican National Convention. In addition to the appearance of Negroes on the speaking forum, when the singing took over the spiritual incarnation of song and singing, our talent did not remain the onlooking outcast. Truly this is as Lincoln would have it, and from his high pinnacle, he must have beamed at the fruitage of one hundred years that had come to judgment in the Cow Palace as full fledged participating Americans. MY WEEKLY SERMON REV. BLAIR T. HUNT, PASTOR MISSISSIPPI BLVD. CHRISTIAN CHURCH, MEMPHIS BY Reverend Blair T. Hunt, Pastor, Mississippi Boulevard Christian Church. The greatest short story ever written is found in Luke 15:11 - 32 Many call it. "The Parable of The Prodigal Son" but we choose to call it "The Parable of The Wonderful Father." The loving Father no doubt had a sad heart when his younger Son left home. In this parable of parables, as related by Jesus, no mention is made of a mother; our inference is that mother was no longer in the land of the living. On that memorable day when the younger son came hom and received a royal reception, the older son was on the farm working. At the close of the day the older son came home tired of body and wearied in mind, his body and clothes wet with the perspiration of honest toll. Hearing music and merry making, learning the meaning of it all...his brother had returned home, the older son stubbornly refused to go into the house. He was angry, he was jealous. The wonderful father came out and begged his older son to come in. But the older son bitterly refused. The wonderful father's pleadgs fell upon deaf ears. The wonderful father cried to the older "Son you are ever with me, all I have is yours, it was that we should make merry glad; for this your brother ad and is alive again, was is found" A great plea, have melted the heart son. But we have no it did. erful father like unto Father warned his vised his children. Yet the wonderful father sons decided to folurses regardless of warnings and penalities. Our Heavenly Father through his blessed book warns us advises us and yet regardless of warnings and advice we his stubborn children follow our own course a course, that leads to help itself. It is God's purpose to bring back all his wayward children. The real hero of this parable is the wonderful father who had room in his heart for all his children. It is a picture of God our Heavenly Father who has room in his heart and in his home for all his children. The wonderful Father in the parable, like unto our Heavenly Father, was not willing to let any of his boys go; his love would hold them fast. It was as though he reached out one arm and drew to his side the proigal who had come from the far country and then with the other arm reached out and drew to his side the older son who had come from the fields, drawing them both to himself, so with his arms about both of his sons that wonderful father pressed them tightly to his bosom, so close they could hear the beat of heart. And holding the two sons thus he said: "There is room in my heart and home for both of you, my sons." This is indeed the romance of God's grace as revealed by Christ Jesus. THE WONDERFUL FATHER BY Reverend Blair T. Hunt, Pastor, Mississippi Boulevard Christian Church. The greatest short story ever written is found in Luke 15:11 - 32 Many call it. "The Parable of The Prodigal Son" but we choose to call it "The Parable of The Wonderful Father." The loving Father no doubt had a sad heart when his younger Son left home. In this parable of parables, as related by Jesus, no mention is made of a mother; our inference is that mother was no longer in the land of the living. On that memorable day when the younger son came hom and received a royal reception, the older son was on the farm working. At the close of the day the older son came home tired of body and wearied in mind, his body and clothes wet with the perspiration of honest toll. Hearing music and merry making, learning the meaning of it all...his brother had returned home, the older son stubbornly refused to go into the house. He was angry, he was jealous. The wonderful father came out and begged his older son to come in. But the older son bitterly refused. The wonderful father's pleadgs fell upon deaf ears. The wonderful father cried to the older "Son you are ever with me, all I have is yours, it was that we should make merry glad; for this your brother ad and is alive again, was is found" A great plea, have melted the heart son. But we have no it did. erful father like unto Father warned his vised his children. Yet the wonderful father sons decided to folurses regardless of warnings and penalities. Our Heavenly Father through his blessed book warns us advises us and yet regardless of warnings and advice we his stubborn children follow our own course a course, that leads to help itself. It is God's purpose to bring back all his wayward children. The real hero of this parable is the wonderful father who had room in his heart for all his children. It is a picture of God our Heavenly Father who has room in his heart and in his home for all his children. The wonderful Father in the parable, like unto our Heavenly Father, was not willing to let any of his boys go; his love would hold them fast. It was as though he reached out one arm and drew to his side the proigal who had come from the far country and then with the other arm reached out and drew to his side the older son who had come from the fields, drawing them both to himself, so with his arms about both of his sons that wonderful father pressed them tightly to his bosom, so close they could hear the beat of heart. And holding the two sons thus he said: "There is room in my heart and home for both of you, my sons." This is indeed the romance of God's grace as revealed by Christ Jesus. TEXT: LUKE 15:11 - 32 BY Reverend Blair T. Hunt, Pastor, Mississippi Boulevard Christian Church. The greatest short story ever written is found in Luke 15:11 - 32 Many call it. "The Parable of The Prodigal Son" but we choose to call it "The Parable of The Wonderful Father." The loving Father no doubt had a sad heart when his younger Son left home. In this parable of parables, as related by Jesus, no mention is made of a mother; our inference is that mother was no longer in the land of the living. On that memorable day when the younger son came hom and received a royal reception, the older son was on the farm working. At the close of the day the older son came home tired of body and wearied in mind, his body and clothes wet with the perspiration of honest toll. Hearing music and merry making, learning the meaning of it all...his brother had returned home, the older son stubbornly refused to go into the house. He was angry, he was jealous. The wonderful father came out and begged his older son to come in. But the older son bitterly refused. The wonderful father's pleadgs fell upon deaf ears. The wonderful father cried to the older "Son you are ever with me, all I have is yours, it was that we should make merry glad; for this your brother ad and is alive again, was is found" A great plea, have melted the heart son. But we have no it did. erful father like unto Father warned his vised his children. Yet the wonderful father sons decided to folurses regardless of warnings and penalities. Our Heavenly Father through his blessed book warns us advises us and yet regardless of warnings and advice we his stubborn children follow our own course a course, that leads to help itself. It is God's purpose to bring back all his wayward children. The real hero of this parable is the wonderful father who had room in his heart for all his children. It is a picture of God our Heavenly Father who has room in his heart and in his home for all his children. The wonderful Father in the parable, like unto our Heavenly Father, was not willing to let any of his boys go; his love would hold them fast. It was as though he reached out one arm and drew to his side the proigal who had come from the far country and then with the other arm reached out and drew to his side the older son who had come from the fields, drawing them both to himself, so with his arms about both of his sons that wonderful father pressed them tightly to his bosom, so close they could hear the beat of heart. And holding the two sons thus he said: "There is room in my heart and home for both of you, my sons." This is indeed the romance of God's grace as revealed by Christ Jesus. POPLAR TUNES RECORD SHOP "Records for Everyone" MR. J. CUOGHI MR. J. NOVARESI 306 Poplar at Lauderdale REVIEWING THE NEWS BY WILLIAM GORDON Managing Editor Atlanta Daily World CAMBRIDGE, Mass.—(SNS)— He raised his hand in disagreement, not with hostile protest, against the position taken by the man from Europe. Such a gesture was not new among the more than forty men and women from Europe, Asia and Africa, meeting on the Charles River at the invitation of Harvard University. Many of them were young people, holding unique positions in their respective countries. The older ones had already achieved substantial posts, some with their governments, others in various spots of endeavor. There was even a member of the British Parliament among them. The significant aspect here, was not position, national origin, geography or religious differences. It was one of understanding, and reasoning out problems unique with a respective heritage. The fact that one does not always agree with the other fellow's point of view, does not mean that he should shoot or lynch him. An understanding of differences, often helps one to arrive, not at an emotional and unbalanced conclusion about human problems, but to see all things in their clear perspective. Such is always an intelligent procedure. It is clear that Harvard had this in mind, some five years ago, when it started the International Seminar. Headed by ever-smiling congenial and articulate Henry Hissinger, the Seminar has emerged as one of the most unique of its kind in the area of international understanding. Its purpose is to provide on opportunity for promising individuals from abroad to discuss the nature of present-day problems in other countries of the world. It is designed for those who give promise of achieving eminence in some field of endeavor, and who wish to broaden themselves. The program is without intellectual "brain-washing"; men and women come to the United States at the expense of Harvard to share their views and criticize at will. There are no "bones to pick" with nations, Mr. Kissinger, together with Dr. William Y. Elliott, spend a good deal of time bringing in people with varied shades of political interests; Democrats and Republicans to present our own views. There is never a move to indoctrinate or force over points of view. The Semner is "free territory" and participants move about with the full meaning and sense which our Constitution dictates. No problems are solved, and no solutions are arrived at, except those giving each member a chance to meet, associate and look at each other as one human being to the other; finally going away with the view that the Creator made a lot of people, with different shades, personalities, ideas and points of view. The more we get together with ourselves, the better we will understand each other, even ourselves. As I conclude this piece, I can see but one shortcoming with the International Semonar, and the fault does not rest with Harvard. It should be adopted in the United States by the states themselves, perhaps not to send people to Harvard, but to some other spot where they might live and associate as fellow human beings. We still have a lot of groups and factions in this country nursing distorted points of views about people. Discussion groups, meetings and seminars would go a long way to resolve these deep-seated differences, superstitions and fears, inherent in our own culture, Like the Seminar at Harvard, America is a mixture of colors, races, religions and factions. The big difference is that we seldom sit down to discuss these differences. The men at Harvard, many of them, only recently away from colonial status, can stand up and give intelligent criticism of problems that affect them as a race or nation. They may even criticize the United States, as well as Harvard. The result is often better understanding, not hostility, frustration and increased tensions. The intelligent procedure outweighs, bigotry and hate, the net result, a better community and a better world. Harvard, it seems, has arrived at this answer. "United Nations" On The Charles... BY WILLIAM GORDON Managing Editor Atlanta Daily World CAMBRIDGE, Mass.—(SNS)— He raised his hand in disagreement, not with hostile protest, against the position taken by the man from Europe. Such a gesture was not new among the more than forty men and women from Europe, Asia and Africa, meeting on the Charles River at the invitation of Harvard University. Many of them were young people, holding unique positions in their respective countries. The older ones had already achieved substantial posts, some with their governments, others in various spots of endeavor. There was even a member of the British Parliament among them. The significant aspect here, was not position, national origin, geography or religious differences. It was one of understanding, and reasoning out problems unique with a respective heritage. The fact that one does not always agree with the other fellow's point of view, does not mean that he should shoot or lynch him. An understanding of differences, often helps one to arrive, not at an emotional and unbalanced conclusion about human problems, but to see all things in their clear perspective. Such is always an intelligent procedure. It is clear that Harvard had this in mind, some five years ago, when it started the International Seminar. Headed by ever-smiling congenial and articulate Henry Hissinger, the Seminar has emerged as one of the most unique of its kind in the area of international understanding. Its purpose is to provide on opportunity for promising individuals from abroad to discuss the nature of present-day problems in other countries of the world. It is designed for those who give promise of achieving eminence in some field of endeavor, and who wish to broaden themselves. The program is without intellectual "brain-washing"; men and women come to the United States at the expense of Harvard to share their views and criticize at will. There are no "bones to pick" with nations, Mr. Kissinger, together with Dr. William Y. Elliott, spend a good deal of time bringing in people with varied shades of political interests; Democrats and Republicans to present our own views. There is never a move to indoctrinate or force over points of view. The Semner is "free territory" and participants move about with the full meaning and sense which our Constitution dictates. No problems are solved, and no solutions are arrived at, except those giving each member a chance to meet, associate and look at each other as one human being to the other; finally going away with the view that the Creator made a lot of people, with different shades, personalities, ideas and points of view. The more we get together with ourselves, the better we will understand each other, even ourselves. As I conclude this piece, I can see but one shortcoming with the International Semonar, and the fault does not rest with Harvard. It should be adopted in the United States by the states themselves, perhaps not to send people to Harvard, but to some other spot where they might live and associate as fellow human beings. We still have a lot of groups and factions in this country nursing distorted points of views about people. Discussion groups, meetings and seminars would go a long way to resolve these deep-seated differences, superstitions and fears, inherent in our own culture, Like the Seminar at Harvard, America is a mixture of colors, races, religions and factions. The big difference is that we seldom sit down to discuss these differences. The men at Harvard, many of them, only recently away from colonial status, can stand up and give intelligent criticism of problems that affect them as a race or nation. They may even criticize the United States, as well as Harvard. The result is often better understanding, not hostility, frustration and increased tensions. The intelligent procedure outweighs, bigotry and hate, the net result, a better community and a better world. Harvard, it seems, has arrived at this answer. BETWEEN THE LINES It is quite easy to confuse what we want said, with what we need done. When The Durham Conference was called in 1942, there were those who severely criticized what was said, and what was not said. Such criticism is easy But this writer who directed the conference always kept it crystal clear before the Durham representatives that the big thing was not getting something said, but rather getting something done. The same holds true of the two political conventions held in Chicago and San Francisco There are those who put great stress on the platforms adopted; but past experience should dictate the conclusion that what is said is relatively unimportant. The fact remains that it was under the redoubtable Roosevelt that here was made the first beginning to integrate the Negro into American life. Before that time, the Negro was regarded as a thing apart. Since Roosevelt's reign there has been a bold attempt to make the Negro a part of the thing. The Republicans under Eisenhower have advanced the advantages begun under the immortal Roosevelt. Eisenhower has made a great civil rights President; and the writer's advocacy of the Democratic Party does not alter this stubborn fact. Sight must never be lost of the fact that there was no serious efforts at integration until the coming of Eisenhower. The Republicans at San Francisco Quibbled over a civil rights plank in their platform, even as the Democrats quibbled over such plank in Chicago; and they both have come up exactly where they went down. Both are willing to let the future and the fortunes of the Negro wait on the improvement in public opinion. In the last analysis the larger place the Negro seeks will depend in great measures upon the improvement of public opinion toword the Negro. It must be remembered that improvement in public opinion can be facilitated by just such things as transpired at Chicago and San Francisco. The great automobile races usually have a consolation prize. The Negro, while not winning either at Chicago or San Francisco, may have the consolation of knowing that he came out of the convention a little stronger and a little farther advanced. In other words, the Negro has made gains from these conventions. Our conclusion is based upon the attitude of the representatives of the Old South who left the conventions dissatisfied with the platforms. There can be no greater proof of the advantage gained by the Negro than that the Old South was "huffed" in general over the civil rights platforms. The Negro's gains must be ascertained by indirection. The Old South is so currently bitter that whatever displeases them must be something of advantage for the Negro. The Old South is becoming pitiful in the premise. It opposed Stevenson in 1952 and opposed him because he took a strong civil rights stand and told the South to its face that he supported such stand They showed their resentment by voting for Eisenhower who left them in the lurch; and instead of renouncing his civil rights position, made serious attempts at implementing them. The Old South lost out on Ike. At the recent Democratic Convention they opposed Stevenson but Stevenson was nominated. They opposed Kefauver: but Kefauver was nominated. They did the unheard of thing of supporting Kennedy of Massachusetts who was defeated for the vicepresidential nomination. About the only thing the Old South could do was to keep on "threatening" to walk out which threat seemed of little importance in the current crisis. A superficial observation of the situation would leave the impression that the South won the Democratic Convention which adopted a very "tame" civil rights paltform But the fact that the Old South sulked and is currently "huffed" with the outcome of affairs, shows that the Old South is fighting a losing battle and there is the handwriting on the wall saying its days are numbered. The train of moral progress is about to leave the station, while the Old South stands in a miff and ugly mood instead of getting on board. And all this is going on while Russia is matriculating 4,300,000 more college students annually than the United States. She is graduating 27,000 physicians annually to our 7,000 We need to get something done. GETTING SOMETHING SAID It is quite easy to confuse what we want said, with what we need done. When The Durham Conference was called in 1942, there were those who severely criticized what was said, and what was not said. Such criticism is easy But this writer who directed the conference always kept it crystal clear before the Durham representatives that the big thing was not getting something said, but rather getting something done. The same holds true of the two political conventions held in Chicago and San Francisco There are those who put great stress on the platforms adopted; but past experience should dictate the conclusion that what is said is relatively unimportant. The fact remains that it was under the redoubtable Roosevelt that here was made the first beginning to integrate the Negro into American life. Before that time, the Negro was regarded as a thing apart. Since Roosevelt's reign there has been a bold attempt to make the Negro a part of the thing. The Republicans under Eisenhower have advanced the advantages begun under the immortal Roosevelt. Eisenhower has made a great civil rights President; and the writer's advocacy of the Democratic Party does not alter this stubborn fact. Sight must never be lost of the fact that there was no serious efforts at integration until the coming of Eisenhower. The Republicans at San Francisco Quibbled over a civil rights plank in their platform, even as the Democrats quibbled over such plank in Chicago; and they both have come up exactly where they went down. Both are willing to let the future and the fortunes of the Negro wait on the improvement in public opinion. In the last analysis the larger place the Negro seeks will depend in great measures upon the improvement of public opinion toword the Negro. It must be remembered that improvement in public opinion can be facilitated by just such things as transpired at Chicago and San Francisco. The great automobile races usually have a consolation prize. The Negro, while not winning either at Chicago or San Francisco, may have the consolation of knowing that he came out of the convention a little stronger and a little farther advanced. In other words, the Negro has made gains from these conventions. Our conclusion is based upon the attitude of the representatives of the Old South who left the conventions dissatisfied with the platforms. There can be no greater proof of the advantage gained by the Negro than that the Old South was "huffed" in general over the civil rights platforms. The Negro's gains must be ascertained by indirection. The Old South is so currently bitter that whatever displeases them must be something of advantage for the Negro. The Old South is becoming pitiful in the premise. It opposed Stevenson in 1952 and opposed him because he took a strong civil rights stand and told the South to its face that he supported such stand They showed their resentment by voting for Eisenhower who left them in the lurch; and instead of renouncing his civil rights position, made serious attempts at implementing them. The Old South lost out on Ike. At the recent Democratic Convention they opposed Stevenson but Stevenson was nominated. They opposed Kefauver: but Kefauver was nominated. They did the unheard of thing of supporting Kennedy of Massachusetts who was defeated for the vicepresidential nomination. About the only thing the Old South could do was to keep on "threatening" to walk out which threat seemed of little importance in the current crisis. A superficial observation of the situation would leave the impression that the South won the Democratic Convention which adopted a very "tame" civil rights paltform But the fact that the Old South sulked and is currently "huffed" with the outcome of affairs, shows that the Old South is fighting a losing battle and there is the handwriting on the wall saying its days are numbered. The train of moral progress is about to leave the station, while the Old South stands in a miff and ugly mood instead of getting on board. And all this is going on while Russia is matriculating 4,300,000 more college students annually than the United States. She is graduating 27,000 physicians annually to our 7,000 We need to get something done. Files Brief Support hibit any peaceful attempt "to effect a change in the constitutiontion." "The injunction in this case is no broader than is necessary to prevent a repetition of the arts the kind of speech in which they indulged. The Justice Departments brief was prepared by Atty. Gen Warren Olney III, head of the criminal division; Arthur B.Caldwell, chief of the civil rights section, and two of Caldwell's assistants, Hubert H. Margolies and Henry Putzel. Shortly after about three weeks the schools were desegregated prosegregation elements began holding mass meetings in an effort to get the Board to rescind its desegregation order. Before the opening of the fall term last year the Board got a restraining order and eventually a permanent injunction against any further interference with its desegregation plan. The permanent injunction was issued by the District Court in Jonesboro, Ark against the White America, Inc., the Hoxie ComCitizens Council of Arkansas, White mittee for Segregation and Curt C. Copeland, Amis Guthride and Herbert Brewer. Jim Johnson, who recently made an unsuccessful bid for Arkansas's governship on a segregation platform, was also a defendant in the Jonesboro suit, but was not named in the permanent injuction. The defendants appealed the injunction to the Circuit Court of Appeals. The case is scheduled to be argued September, 10. Serving Murder Bradford was seriously cut and died shortly after being carried to Haywood County Memorial Hospital. At presstime Bradford was being held in Brownsville city jail where he will be charged with first degree murder. Baptist To cial Session. A Pre-convention Musical with a 100-voice chours will be given on Tuesday, September 4th. The Convention program also calls for reports on the May 17th observances throughout the nation, church-supported schools and institutions, and other committees. RAY'S DONUT SHOP SAMPIETRO&CO. Choice Meats — Fruits Vegetables 550 Poplar Ave.- JA.6-3286 MAKE BIGGER PROFITS Selling Religious, General and Negro Xmas Cards WRITE WADE GREETING CARDS Box 3006 Greenville, Miss. "THE MIRACLE MONEY MAKER JOSEPH LABOKEY 1725 W.Ellen St. ADAMS&PINCKLEY ESSO SERVICE CENTER MEMORIAL STUDIO 889 UNION AVENUE Designers, Builders&Erectors Monuments. Outstanding many years for courteous service and reasonable prices. FIRST LADY 'STEALS THE SHOW' introduced as the First Lady of the Free World, waves to the crowd as she "stole the show" at the Mayor's Centennial Ball in San Francisco. The President smiles as his wife acknowledges the cheers. Between them is Mrs. George Christopher, wife of San Francisco's Mayor. This event took place after Eisenhower was unanimously nominated for a second term. Registration For take these tests for purposes of guidance only. Students are admitted upon the basis of high school graduation or previous college study and these counseling tests are not "Entrance Exams" as are sometimes used by colleges for screening purposes. Owen College begins the third year of operation with the addition of several new courses which greatly strengthen the curicula leading to associate degrees and ] certificates and further advance the standing of graduates who may later transfer for study at institutions. The faculty has also been stregnthened through addition of new members who will serve both regular and extended day students. Advance registration indicates a significant increase in the enrollment for the extended day (late afternoon and evening) classts consisting largely of working people who take advantage of the opportunity, now offered for the third consecutive year, to study toward a college degree, or for vocational or personal efficiency. For further information concerning registration or courses offered contact Registrar Leotis Peterman, Telephone- Jackson 7-3275. ENCHANTED HARBOR Priscilla Paige, who is bored with her job in a New York office and unmarried, grasps at an opportunity to escape her humdrum existence when she is notified of an unexpected bequest from a great-aunt and naturally her imagination is stirred by what follows. Her older, wiser friend, Rita Lambert, accompanies Priscilla on the auto trip to Apalachicola, Fla., to see the principle item in the bequest-an abandoned old mansion called Lookout House. The girls learn that the house is "haunted" and has a secret passage. The two decide to remain to appear to be just tourists until they know more about why three different men have taken a curious interest in the place and in them. The men are Bill Duval. who says he is writer; Red Gallagher a fishermen, and Luis Alvarez a wealthy yachtsman. In her first visit to the house. Rita finds $500 in brand-new bills on the floor, and Todd, the attorney for the estate, reveals that Alvarez is interested in buying the house. The local belle, Peggy Pomeroy is naturally annoyed that Priscilla has attracted the attention of her two best beaux, Pete Craig and Dick Devereaux. Dick, a doctor, pays a professional call to Priscilla, and now Bill Duval is quizzing him. THE YOUNG doctor said, "Look, Bill, you've been here a couple of weeks. I've asked no questions because I didn't consider that it was any of my business. But you might accomplish more if you took someone into your confidence. I'd like to know what's on your mind about those two girls." "You may be right, Doc, about my needing a little help Maybe I'm on the wrong track." "Are you really a writer?" "I've been a newspaperman and done some free-lancing, but let's just say writing is not why I'm here. You'll have to trust me for the time being." "It has something to do with those two girls?" "Maybe. I hope not Could you get a date with the younger one and take me along forZerita?" Dick looked at him and laughed. "You're taking me a little fast. But I find the idea rather appealing. I can try." As he finished speaking, a shiny black convertible of foreign make slid by, the top down, Alvarez behind the wheel. He was driving slowly, his eyes moving from one side of the street to the other. "He, too, is on my mind," Bill said, watching. "I'm wondering ltely if I'm on his." "Well, you know why he's here? He contemplates building a hotel. He's a big fisherman, too. and he's speculating." They watched Luis Alvarez turn into a parking space across the street and at that moment they saw the green Dodge park alongside, only to back out immediately. The black car also backed out and went in the same direction. "See what I mean?" said Bill. They watched both cars turn across the long bridge. Bill got out of Dick's car "Think I'll follow them." He walked over to his own car and got in. Dick watched him turn toward the bridge. Bill was a nice fellow, there was no doubt about that. Was he a detective? If so, what was he looking for in a small, peaceful town like Apalachicola? "It's queer, isn't it, Rita?" asked Priscilla, "Our being here, in this darling little cottage, And just across the street, an old house that actually belongs to me. A week ago I wouldn't have thought all this possible." "You sort of like it, don't you?" Rita smiled at the younger girl. "I love it. I my mother had lived and brought me back here ..." Her voice trailed off. A moment later, she said, "Rita, didn't you like Dr.Devereaux?" "What an abrupt change of subject," Rita said, laughing. "And yes, I liked him. He's so blond and browned and out-ofdoors looking. And such white teeth, But don't go getting ideas, Priscilla, You've only seen the man twice. How do you know whether you would like him or not?" "I know." "Forget him," Rita advised good-naturedly. "You'll probably never see him again." "I'm being silly, of course. But I did like him." Priscilla changed the subject. "I suppose we should go over to Lookout House and see it there's anything I'd like to keep." "And it would probably be wise, too, to go ahead and accept Alvarez offer. After all, the real estate people and Mr. Todd think it is more than you'll be offered again. And more than the property is actually worth." "I can't help wondering why he's in such a hurry. Perhaps we'd better meet him at Mr. Todd's office and talk it over." "You're right, Priscilla. I think tomorrow you should tell Mr. Todd to go ahead and close the deal with Luis Alvarez Like you, I have a strange feeling about the whole thing, a feeling I can't explain away. But what difference does it make, so long as you get the money? And speaking of money, I'm still disturbed over that five hundred dollars. If no one answers our ad, then I'll turn it over to you." "No. We'll spend it on the trip." Priscilla added pensively, "Rita, it would be nice, having a little house like this to keep. Oh, a little larger, of course, but a house and a man you're in love with." "Not still thinking of the young doctor, are you?" Rita, teased. She was surprised when Priscilla said seriously, 'If I had a chance, I think I could like him. But of course I won't get the chance." She began to talk of something else. They were both in bed by eleven, and Rita was asleep almost immediately. Priscilla lay quite still in the other bed, hands behind her head, looking out into the still, white night An indefinable fragrance drifted in on the soft night air. Today had actually been hot, in the eighties. Should she accept the offer from Alvarez? She thought of Dick Devereaux, he had been so nice. She was feeling a little drowsy now, thinking sleep wasn't far away, when suddenly her mind was jerked back to wideawakeness. Had a light flashed from, an upstairs window in Lookout House? There it was again! Could it be a reflection? But reflection from what? There were no lights in the neighborhood, no cars passing. She got up and went to the window, and it appeared for the third time—like a signal. It was gone almost immediately. She thought of what Mr. Todd had said about people seeing lights flash there in the night. The house was locked; the gates were locked. Who or what was inside? What did the flashes, mean? What about the secret passage? She watched a little longer but the light did not appear again, Should she tell Rita? Rita probably would say she was half asleep and dreaming. She would watch tomorrow night and if the light appeared, then she would awaken Rita and let her see for herself And tomorrow she would start looking for an opening for that secret passage. SYNOPSIS Priscilla Paige, who is bored with her job in a New York office and unmarried, grasps at an opportunity to escape her humdrum existence when she is notified of an unexpected bequest from a great-aunt and naturally her imagination is stirred by what follows. Her older, wiser friend, Rita Lambert, accompanies Priscilla on the auto trip to Apalachicola, Fla., to see the principle item in the bequest-an abandoned old mansion called Lookout House. The girls learn that the house is "haunted" and has a secret passage. The two decide to remain to appear to be just tourists until they know more about why three different men have taken a curious interest in the place and in them. The men are Bill Duval. who says he is writer; Red Gallagher a fishermen, and Luis Alvarez a wealthy yachtsman. In her first visit to the house. Rita finds $500 in brand-new bills on the floor, and Todd, the attorney for the estate, reveals that Alvarez is interested in buying the house. The local belle, Peggy Pomeroy is naturally annoyed that Priscilla has attracted the attention of her two best beaux, Pete Craig and Dick Devereaux. Dick, a doctor, pays a professional call to Priscilla, and now Bill Duval is quizzing him. THE YOUNG doctor said, "Look, Bill, you've been here a couple of weeks. I've asked no questions because I didn't consider that it was any of my business. But you might accomplish more if you took someone into your confidence. I'd like to know what's on your mind about those two girls." "You may be right, Doc, about my needing a little help Maybe I'm on the wrong track." "Are you really a writer?" "I've been a newspaperman and done some free-lancing, but let's just say writing is not why I'm here. You'll have to trust me for the time being." "It has something to do with those two girls?" "Maybe. I hope not Could you get a date with the younger one and take me along forZerita?" Dick looked at him and laughed. "You're taking me a little fast. But I find the idea rather appealing. I can try." As he finished speaking, a shiny black convertible of foreign make slid by, the top down, Alvarez behind the wheel. He was driving slowly, his eyes moving from one side of the street to the other. "He, too, is on my mind," Bill said, watching. "I'm wondering ltely if I'm on his." "Well, you know why he's here? He contemplates building a hotel. He's a big fisherman, too. and he's speculating." They watched Luis Alvarez turn into a parking space across the street and at that moment they saw the green Dodge park alongside, only to back out immediately. The black car also backed out and went in the same direction. "See what I mean?" said Bill. They watched both cars turn across the long bridge. Bill got out of Dick's car "Think I'll follow them." He walked over to his own car and got in. Dick watched him turn toward the bridge. Bill was a nice fellow, there was no doubt about that. Was he a detective? If so, what was he looking for in a small, peaceful town like Apalachicola? "It's queer, isn't it, Rita?" asked Priscilla, "Our being here, in this darling little cottage, And just across the street, an old house that actually belongs to me. A week ago I wouldn't have thought all this possible." "You sort of like it, don't you?" Rita smiled at the younger girl. "I love it. I my mother had lived and brought me back here ..." Her voice trailed off. A moment later, she said, "Rita, didn't you like Dr.Devereaux?" "What an abrupt change of subject," Rita said, laughing. "And yes, I liked him. He's so blond and browned and out-ofdoors looking. And such white teeth, But don't go getting ideas, Priscilla, You've only seen the man twice. How do you know whether you would like him or not?" "I know." "Forget him," Rita advised good-naturedly. "You'll probably never see him again." "I'm being silly, of course. But I did like him." Priscilla changed the subject. "I suppose we should go over to Lookout House and see it there's anything I'd like to keep." "And it would probably be wise, too, to go ahead and accept Alvarez offer. After all, the real estate people and Mr. Todd think it is more than you'll be offered again. And more than the property is actually worth." "I can't help wondering why he's in such a hurry. Perhaps we'd better meet him at Mr. Todd's office and talk it over." "You're right, Priscilla. I think tomorrow you should tell Mr. Todd to go ahead and close the deal with Luis Alvarez Like you, I have a strange feeling about the whole thing, a feeling I can't explain away. But what difference does it make, so long as you get the money? And speaking of money, I'm still disturbed over that five hundred dollars. If no one answers our ad, then I'll turn it over to you." "No. We'll spend it on the trip." Priscilla added pensively, "Rita, it would be nice, having a little house like this to keep. Oh, a little larger, of course, but a house and a man you're in love with." "Not still thinking of the young doctor, are you?" Rita, teased. She was surprised when Priscilla said seriously, 'If I had a chance, I think I could like him. But of course I won't get the chance." She began to talk of something else. They were both in bed by eleven, and Rita was asleep almost immediately. Priscilla lay quite still in the other bed, hands behind her head, looking out into the still, white night An indefinable fragrance drifted in on the soft night air. Today had actually been hot, in the eighties. Should she accept the offer from Alvarez? She thought of Dick Devereaux, he had been so nice. She was feeling a little drowsy now, thinking sleep wasn't far away, when suddenly her mind was jerked back to wideawakeness. Had a light flashed from, an upstairs window in Lookout House? There it was again! Could it be a reflection? But reflection from what? There were no lights in the neighborhood, no cars passing. She got up and went to the window, and it appeared for the third time—like a signal. It was gone almost immediately. She thought of what Mr. Todd had said about people seeing lights flash there in the night. The house was locked; the gates were locked. Who or what was inside? What did the flashes, mean? What about the secret passage? She watched a little longer but the light did not appear again, Should she tell Rita? Rita probably would say she was half asleep and dreaming. She would watch tomorrow night and if the light appeared, then she would awaken Rita and let her see for herself And tomorrow she would start looking for an opening for that secret passage. CHAPTER 12 Priscilla Paige, who is bored with her job in a New York office and unmarried, grasps at an opportunity to escape her humdrum existence when she is notified of an unexpected bequest from a great-aunt and naturally her imagination is stirred by what follows. Her older, wiser friend, Rita Lambert, accompanies Priscilla on the auto trip to Apalachicola, Fla., to see the principle item in the bequest-an abandoned old mansion called Lookout House. The girls learn that the house is "haunted" and has a secret passage. The two decide to remain to appear to be just tourists until they know more about why three different men have taken a curious interest in the place and in them. The men are Bill Duval. who says he is writer; Red Gallagher a fishermen, and Luis Alvarez a wealthy yachtsman. In her first visit to the house. Rita finds $500 in brand-new bills on the floor, and Todd, the attorney for the estate, reveals that Alvarez is interested in buying the house. The local belle, Peggy Pomeroy is naturally annoyed that Priscilla has attracted the attention of her two best beaux, Pete Craig and Dick Devereaux. Dick, a doctor, pays a professional call to Priscilla, and now Bill Duval is quizzing him. THE YOUNG doctor said, "Look, Bill, you've been here a couple of weeks. I've asked no questions because I didn't consider that it was any of my business. But you might accomplish more if you took someone into your confidence. I'd like to know what's on your mind about those two girls." "You may be right, Doc, about my needing a little help Maybe I'm on the wrong track." "Are you really a writer?" "I've been a newspaperman and done some free-lancing, but let's just say writing is not why I'm here. You'll have to trust me for the time being." "It has something to do with those two girls?" "Maybe. I hope not Could you get a date with the younger one and take me along forZerita?" Dick looked at him and laughed. "You're taking me a little fast. But I find the idea rather appealing. I can try." As he finished speaking, a shiny black convertible of foreign make slid by, the top down, Alvarez behind the wheel. He was driving slowly, his eyes moving from one side of the street to the other. "He, too, is on my mind," Bill said, watching. "I'm wondering ltely if I'm on his." "Well, you know why he's here? He contemplates building a hotel. He's a big fisherman, too. and he's speculating." They watched Luis Alvarez turn into a parking space across the street and at that moment they saw the green Dodge park alongside, only to back out immediately. The black car also backed out and went in the same direction. "See what I mean?" said Bill. They watched both cars turn across the long bridge. Bill got out of Dick's car "Think I'll follow them." He walked over to his own car and got in. Dick watched him turn toward the bridge. Bill was a nice fellow, there was no doubt about that. Was he a detective? If so, what was he looking for in a small, peaceful town like Apalachicola? "It's queer, isn't it, Rita?" asked Priscilla, "Our being here, in this darling little cottage, And just across the street, an old house that actually belongs to me. A week ago I wouldn't have thought all this possible." "You sort of like it, don't you?" Rita smiled at the younger girl. "I love it. I my mother had lived and brought me back here ..." Her voice trailed off. A moment later, she said, "Rita, didn't you like Dr.Devereaux?" "What an abrupt change of subject," Rita said, laughing. "And yes, I liked him. He's so blond and browned and out-ofdoors looking. And such white teeth, But don't go getting ideas, Priscilla, You've only seen the man twice. How do you know whether you would like him or not?" "I know." "Forget him," Rita advised good-naturedly. "You'll probably never see him again." "I'm being silly, of course. But I did like him." Priscilla changed the subject. "I suppose we should go over to Lookout House and see it there's anything I'd like to keep." "And it would probably be wise, too, to go ahead and accept Alvarez offer. After all, the real estate people and Mr. Todd think it is more than you'll be offered again. And more than the property is actually worth." "I can't help wondering why he's in such a hurry. Perhaps we'd better meet him at Mr. Todd's office and talk it over." "You're right, Priscilla. I think tomorrow you should tell Mr. Todd to go ahead and close the deal with Luis Alvarez Like you, I have a strange feeling about the whole thing, a feeling I can't explain away. But what difference does it make, so long as you get the money? And speaking of money, I'm still disturbed over that five hundred dollars. If no one answers our ad, then I'll turn it over to you." "No. We'll spend it on the trip." Priscilla added pensively, "Rita, it would be nice, having a little house like this to keep. Oh, a little larger, of course, but a house and a man you're in love with." "Not still thinking of the young doctor, are you?" Rita, teased. She was surprised when Priscilla said seriously, 'If I had a chance, I think I could like him. But of course I won't get the chance." She began to talk of something else. They were both in bed by eleven, and Rita was asleep almost immediately. Priscilla lay quite still in the other bed, hands behind her head, looking out into the still, white night An indefinable fragrance drifted in on the soft night air. Today had actually been hot, in the eighties. Should she accept the offer from Alvarez? She thought of Dick Devereaux, he had been so nice. She was feeling a little drowsy now, thinking sleep wasn't far away, when suddenly her mind was jerked back to wideawakeness. Had a light flashed from, an upstairs window in Lookout House? There it was again! Could it be a reflection? But reflection from what? There were no lights in the neighborhood, no cars passing. She got up and went to the window, and it appeared for the third time—like a signal. It was gone almost immediately. She thought of what Mr. Todd had said about people seeing lights flash there in the night. The house was locked; the gates were locked. Who or what was inside? What did the flashes, mean? What about the secret passage? She watched a little longer but the light did not appear again, Should she tell Rita? Rita probably would say she was half asleep and dreaming. She would watch tomorrow night and if the light appeared, then she would awaken Rita and let her see for herself And tomorrow she would start looking for an opening for that secret passage. Mrs. Ruth Reeves Association at both Porter School and B.T Washington High School At present she is a member and former state officers of the P. T. A. of the state of Tennessee She is a member of the Board of the Orange Mound Day Nusery and the Lula C. Byas Service Club. Mrs.Reeves is the mother of three children, Mrs.Thelma R. Driver and Mrs. Clarice R. Green of Milwaukee, Wisconsin and Richard Reeves. Jr of Memphis. She is the grandmother of Julian Driver, Pamela Green, Antoinette Green, and Veda Clarice Reeves. For a number of years. Mrs. Reeves was associated with the YWCA as a volunteer and was a member of the "Y" Hospitality Club. Mrs. Boyd stated that Mrs. Reeves would be an asset to the staff of the YWCA. Prior to her appointment at the "Y". Mrs. Reeves resided with her son at 1105 South Orleans. Negro Students Change Schools 29 applications by Negro pupils for transfer to all-white schools in Anne Armundel County (Annapolis) have been accepted by county school board. However 25 other Negro applicants have been accepted. Nixon Rejects Gerald L. K. Smith Backing Vice President Richard M. Nixon Tuesday rejected the preferred support of Gerald L. K. Smith, national director of the Christian Nationalist Crusade, an anti-Catholic and anti-colored people organization. "Generally what Gerald L. K. Smith says should never be dignified by a comment," Mr. Nixon said, adding: "In this instance, however, I think it is clearly necessary to depart from that rule. "As I stated, unequivocally when ran for the Senate in 1950, there is no place in the Republican party for race-baiting merchandizers of ate like Gerald L. K. Smith. "I have been complimented by the fact that his publication, the Christian Nationalist Crusade, has on several occasions attacked me because of my work in behalf of President Eisenhower's program for guaranteeing equality of opportunity for all Americans. "I am proud of the fact that our Republican platform speaks out so clearly and unequivocally on this great issue that Mr. Smith and those who share his views will take no comfort whatever from it." Smith on Monday had harangued a crowd from the stairway inside the Fairmont Hotel after he had been refused a room in which to hold a press conference. He threatened a "voters' strike" of his followers if Harold Stassen's campaign to keep Nixon off the ticket should succeed. Edmond's Speech Causes Stir Among N. C. Delegates White delegates from North Carolina caused quite a stir at the Republican National Convention last week when they let it become known that they resented the speech of Dr.Helen Edmonds, distinguished Negro professor of history at North Carolina College, who seconded the nomination of President Eisenhower. The white delegates said that the main reason they objected was because they were not consulted in advance and read it in the newspapers. Dr. Edmonds, who won her Ph.D from Ohio State University, said in her speech: "In 1952 we elected a man who in his inaugural prayer said: We pray that our concern shall be for all the people regardless of station, race, or calling. In three and onehalf years as our President, he ?/ never broken his word to our people. "I know...and you know he will never break his word. President Eisenhower does not talk out both sides of his mouth.