Memphis World Memphis World Publishing Co. 1958-01-08 Thaddeus T. Stokes MEMPHIS WORLD The South's Oldest and Leading Colored Semi-Weekly Newspaper Published by MEMPHIS WORLD PUBLISHING CO. Every WEDNESDAY and SATURDAY at 546 BEALE—Ph. JA. 6-4030 Member of SCOTT NEWSPAPER SYNDICATE W. A. Scott, II, Founder; C. A. Scott, General Manager Entered in the Post Office at Memphis, Tenn., as second-class mail under the Act of Congress, March 1, 1870 THADDEUS T. STOKES Managing Editor MRS. ROSA BROWN BRACY Public Relation and Advertising SUBSCRIPTION RATES: Year $5.00 — 6 Months $3.00 — 3 Months $1.50 (In Advance). The MEMPHIS WORLD is an independent newspaper — non-sectarian and non-partisan, printing news unbiasedly and supporting those things it believes to be of interest to its readers and opposing those things against the interest of its readers. "Wherever He Sat Was Chapel" The occasion of Marian Anderson's goodwill tour over Asia will for many a year suggest topics and discussions of that mission. Under the auspices of the American National Theatre and assisted by the federal government, this "Brown Thrush" of America carried in song and praise a gospel of good tidings to the yellow, brown and white people of Asia. Contingent to her mission, it was hers to sing at the tomb of Gandhi one of his favorites, Cardinall Newman's — "Lead Kindly Lights Amid Encircling Gloom." The cameras also rendered a service in that an inscription on the tomb of the great Indian leader, was shown to the world. In these lines reposed a gospel to all mankind and the inscription was much in keeping with the powerful-morale of his presence: "Wherever he sat Was a chapel and wherever he trod, was holy ground. Great persons often bring out anew great events. The occasion brought in proximity two immortal personages — the Mahatma and Marian Anderson, one in the spirit and the other in the flesh. Marian Anderson rendered her race and her country and the peace of the world a service. She brought into bearing that leaven which should make the whole loaf all leaven in this, her journey to Asia. Beginning her career as an humble and unknown choir singer in churches around Philadelphia, where she sprang into notice singing simple lullabies around the washtubs of her mother, Marian Anderson was to make the pinnacle of song, the most powerful gospel of them all. She never allowed that gospel tongue, touched by coals from off the divine altar to divert itself from its prowess the loving of a sinful and distressed land into the pure sunlight of peace through love and understanding. We are grateful to Ed Murrow for his "See It Now" show filming Miss Anderson Asiatic voyage for the benefit of the general public. The cause of a country is tied in with the cause of- a people; the people comprising a country and the country as such are inseparable; the people make the country and the country is but the symbol of the people. Surely one grand achievement came out of the mission in the opportunity for those who looked -on the occasion through the device of TV to read that inscription—"Wherever he sat was a chapel—Wherever he trod was Holy ground." A Serious Charge Greets The New Year The somewhat mysterious death of a Negro minister in the city of Columbus, Ga., deserves its bottom scraped. The deathbed charge that, he was beaten by a large white policeman, who jumped upon his stomach and otherwise manhandled him, must not go, by as those matter-of-fact occurrences that have menaced put people. The minister in question. Rev. C. H. Picket had been under arrest, in the custody of the officers. It is said that he was apparently in good condition when lodged in jail. Another ugly charge which also deserves investigation, is the allegation in his family's expressed belief that his life could have been saved after this, if internes at the hospital, where he was carried, had been more attentive and a more thorough examination made. A man who surrenders himself to the law and takes it upon himself to rest his security in its hands should be safe from violence. It is not within the pattern nor the purpose of our penal institutions to assume that a citizen has no rights while in the custody of the law. The taking of the law into ones own hands, and the meting out of reprisal on the part of prisoners, often are those implications of a suspicion of the law. Such a condition should never exist; the law is the common mandate of the land; the citizens are taxed for its support, and when it speaks, it could carry with it that prestige of the assurance when a citizen falls into its custody, that he will be judged innocent until proven guilty. The case of Rev. Pickett should be thrashed to the bottom; that the low should not exert undue force on any person, cured. This is not an argument of the innocence of or guilt of Rev. Pickett; it is merely a contention that the law had a medium and a premise in due time to establish this. We merely stand on the side of law and order and are firm in our contention that the law should not exert undue force on any person. This case must not go by default; the New Year has a challenge and let it set the pace for a year of government by laws. The Thirst For Education The United States Office pf Education reports that the nation's colleges have set a new record in 1957 for enrollment. This is the sixth year that the records have shown a steady trend toward upward growth in, the field of higher learning. The record shows that upwards of 3,000,000 students were enrolled in colleges and universities as of last fall. This represents an increase of 4.1 per cent over the 2,947,000 in the fall of 1956. A higher education official said colleges and universities are expected soon to have an enrollment of about 3,460,000 to establish a record of all-time high in America. Experts in the field of education are optimistic over the trend and interest in learning shown by young people and adults all over America. They believe that the number of young People enrolled in the colleges and universities aver the nation will double in the next decade. President Eisenhower has already revealed that he will ask Congress for a four-year billion dollar Federal program of scholarships and educational aid to states to improve the nation's space-age scientific-capabilities. This plan was first made public through Welfare Secretary Marion B. Folsom after it was "officially approved" by Mr. Eisenhower. Mr. Folsom has lost no time in warning of the crucial import once of education to long term national security and said that while the program had been under consideration for two years, Russia's Sputniks, had given it "stimulus." Federal, grants to schools, colleges and universities in almost any form will help to meet both the increased enrollment and the cost of expanding physical facilities. Far too long we have been putting too little into education. SEEING and SAYING BY WILLIAM A. FOWLKES Managing Editor — Atlanta Daily World THE WASHINGTON spectacle begins anew this week! There will be a mad scramble to perfect a system of deadly missiles and to get a moon into the upper stratosphere. There will be another talkfest about civil rights, because the liberal organizations of the country are contending for full freedom now for all American citizens! WE ARE LIVING in a particularly tense era! Even children are aware and part of it, many not knowing where to steady their bearings for the future. They take this from their parents and grandparents, who have been more concerned with materialistic monopoly and thought control from a selfish viewpoint, man with brotherhood. THE GREAT HOPE of the age seems to be in such of an organization as Moral Re-Armament, whose strange bands of international "do-gooders" are roaming the globe and influencing heads of nations to catch the religion of peace and tolerance. Unless MRA wins, mankind can't! The Burden Is On BY WILLIAM A. FOWLKES Managing Editor — Atlanta Daily World THE WASHINGTON spectacle begins anew this week! There will be a mad scramble to perfect a system of deadly missiles and to get a moon into the upper stratosphere. There will be another talkfest about civil rights, because the liberal organizations of the country are contending for full freedom now for all American citizens! WE ARE LIVING in a particularly tense era! Even children are aware and part of it, many not knowing where to steady their bearings for the future. They take this from their parents and grandparents, who have been more concerned with materialistic monopoly and thought control from a selfish viewpoint, man with brotherhood. THE GREAT HOPE of the age seems to be in such of an organization as Moral Re-Armament, whose strange bands of international "do-gooders" are roaming the globe and influencing heads of nations to catch the religion of peace and tolerance. Unless MRA wins, mankind can't! Says Negroes Have More Positive Like For Jews Negroes in both the North and South – despite past tensions and the threats of future ones – have a "new, move positive appreciation of Jew in general, and particularly of the positive appreciation of Jews in common efforts for better human relations, two leading Negro authorities said today. James H. Robinson and Kenneth B. Clark, writing in the December issue of the ADL, Bulletin, published by the Anti-Defamation League of Binal Birth, say that Southern Negroes "are not permitting themselves the luxury or the diversion of anti Semitism" in their present struggles. Both men agree that Southern Negroes generally understand that the Southern Jew, in the desegregation crisis, is placed in a delicate position in his community and is exposed to "subtle pressures and threats of the more vocal, aggressive segregationist groups." Dr. Clark, associate professor of psychology at the College of the City of New York and director of research at the Northside Center for Child Development, finds that Neero-Jewish relationships are now in a stage of "positive transition." "The most obvious forms or verbal anti-Semitism among Negroes, common fifteen years ago, seem to have been substantially ameliorated. Today, there seems to be less venom associated with such phrases as Jewish landlord, a term which is almost part" of the Negro's folk language. "Probably the general progress of the Negro in recent years has reduced some of his random hostility which once had taken anti-Semitim as a form of expression." he adds. Dr. Clark says that the relationship between Jews and Negroes is "in many ways more complex, if not more subtle, in the North than in the South. Like Dr. Robinson he notes that Jewish property owners — with few exceptions — seem no more willing to jeopardize their investment or the status appeal of their properties by renting to Negroes." He concludes that "personal status needs and conformity pressures — as they operate to perpetuate the racial status quo — appear no less imperative for Jews that for other Americans," "Negroes seem to be more sensitive to racial Insults and injustices when the source is Jewish." Dr. Clark says. "In general, they seem to expect more from Jews than from other whites. This in itself is evidence of the positive change in _post-war attitudes toward Jews." Jews themselves have contributed to the positive change by the involvment of some Jewish organizations in the struggle, for human rights for all, the contributions of Jewish philantropists to Negro organizations and causes,, and by the effectiveness or Jews, as individuals and in organizations, in helping in educate the American public on the general, dangers inherent in racism," Dr. Clark finds. Dr. Robinson, pastor, of the Church of the Master and directo of the Morningside Community Center in Harlem, warns that it is likely that "tensions in race relations in, America will become worse before they become better." Noting that Negro anti-Semitism differs from most other types since it is based upon suspicion, not hate, he says that "the possibilities of conflict between Negroes and Jews will become potentially greater as the non-white exceeds the white population in the urban center of the fast and north central states. He also found "intensified feeling against Jews" in the North stemming from the problem of segregated housing. "the basic and crucial area of all racial problems." "There is increased feeling of bitterness over the fact that Jews in better neighborhoods and suburban arras are often as hostile as other whites when Negroes attempt to move into a community. On the other hand, this feeling is almost always accompanied by an expression of gratitude that more support, however small, for integrated housing comes from Jews than from Gentiles." he said: WISHING WELL Registered U.S. Patent Office H is a pleasant little game that will give you a message every day. 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(2) for completing one of the Chamber's biggest projects — providing clothing, toys and Christmas goodies for 386 of Memphis needy Negro children, which, cost the Chamber nearly $1,000. (3) for the Voice of Democracy contest, put on in conjunction with the local white Chamber of Commerce. Kiwanis Club of 1957 spent $6,000 for protecting school children of Memphis from harm and danger. The 1958 budget has been set at $5,600. Not only parents of these children are happy but the entire population is proud of the Kiwanis Club. It is sponsoring, in 1958, a picture show for the Colored Safety Council in Memphis. Lions Club has taken up a civic project where the Hon. E. H. Crump left off and it is doing a wonderful job helping the blind women and men, of Memphis Let us give them credit for this fine work. YWCA—the organization which meets the needs of women and girls with a religious purpose and democratic direction, aims at a cross section of girls and women in all economic, cultural and racial groups. ORANGE MOUND NURSERY has been organized 20 years for the purpose of taking care of the babies of parents who have to work, and have no other place to leave their children. This organization has an equal number of white and colored workers and they have worked faithfully together since the beginning. Mrs. Abron is president and Mrs. Beasley is founder. Mr. Robert Wright is a 100 percent supporter. ALPHA KAPPA ALPHA SORORITY has attempted to cultivate and encourage high scholastic and ethical standards, improve the social status of the race, promote unity and friendship' among college women. In addition, the sorority has awarded scholarships, concerned, itself with problems of housing, health and human rights. The Memphis graduate chapter. Beta Epsilon Omega, was established March. 1934. Presently the Beta Epsilon Omega chapter has two full tuition scholarship awards in progress. One recipient is in her last year of Nurse Training at E. H. Crump Memorial hospital and the other, is a freshman at LeMoyne College. ELKS REST has done a wonderful job in the last 17 years in taking care of people. They also promote the Blues Bowl Game. RED, CROSS is doing a wonderiful job, regardless to the race creed or color of the person in need. WLOK on Beale Street, near the Hall, of line welcome the Hall of Fame on Beale Street by presenting us with a fine table for our looseleaf ledger. Signed: M. "MAYOR" THORNTON 510 Vance Street. Vet Information Here are authoritative answers from the Veterans Administration to questions of interest from servicemen and Administration to questions of interest from servicemen and their families. Q—I have a 100 percent, disabilty rating from VA. Does, this mean I could receive VA outpatient treatment for any ailment I might have? 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Judge Martin further ruled that the case would be postponed until Saturday by which time the statute under which Russell won the postponement, would be complied with. Attorney Lochard was denied a motion for summary judgement. Evers was first witness put on the stand by the defense. The second witness put on was W. Lloyd Johnson, Clerk of Court. Evers told about the case which was started after police asked him to take a segregated bus seat, get off or be arrestd on April 26, 1956. Attorney for defense said they will try every legal means to have the case ruled in favor of Tennessee State laws. Selective Service Seeks 13,000 For Army In February The Department of Defense has requested the Selective Service System to provide Armed Forces Induction Stations with 13,000 men during February 1958 for assignment to the Army. The number of men requested for the Army for February is based on attainment of approved strength after allowances have, been made for enlistments and reenlistments. Under current Army plans, the monthly draft calls for the remainder of 1958 will approximate the February level of monthly calls. The Navy, Marine Corps and Air Force do not intend to place calls with selective service during February. The Lonely Man By JAMES RONALD 1957, by James Ronald. Distributed by King Features Syndicate. Deborah Vail, and actress unengaged at the moment was driving from London to Garnock, Scotland, to visit a married cousin Joyce Monteith. Near Garnock during the stormy evening she was stopped by a flat tire. She was given a hostile reception at the house where she sought aid. The occupant Andrew Garvin, obviously didn't want visitors. He told her he didn't have a phone, but when he left her alone to fix the tire, a phone rung Deborah answered it. Gel out and out an angry come demanded "You're wanted here" Then while satisfying her curiosity about the house, a brutish face stared at her through a window. Garvin sent Deborah away without an explanation of these happenings. Her cousin told her there was good reason for Garvin to be spied upon, and disliked She said that Garvin murdered his wife. Erica, a lazy social climber of careless conduct. Erica's maid found hot in bed, beaten to death in late afternoon. The murder weapon was missing. The impression made by Garvin during their brief meeting was such that Deborah couldn't believe him a murderer. Tills and Deborah's action in going to Garvin's aid when he is beset by an angry crowd in Garnock cause Joyce concern. She—does not know that Deborah has set out on her own to investigate the case, beginning with a visit to the Garvins former maid. The maid tells her that on HIP fatal day she was sent away while Mrs. Garvin entertained a male caller. Deborah espies a dissipated old man whom she believes to be the person she saw staring at her through Garvin's window. Joyce identifies him us Scobie, an odd-job man in the community. STAY and have a cup of tea?" Joyce cordially invited David Gray. The police inspector hesitated for only a moment before replying, "Thanks, I believe I will," but in that instant a spark of mutual antagonism seemed to leap between him and Deborah. She was aware that it amused him to know that she would not have seconded the invitation. Selecting the most comfortable chair, he seated, himself with aplomb. Deborah thought him annoyingly sure of himself. She had no doubt he had ample self-conceit. At breakfast that morning, Joyce had insisted on giving her his history in brief, although Deborah had protested that no subject interested her less. He was the son of a local doctor. As a by, David Gray had planned to lie a doctor but when left almost penniless in his Tate teens he had joined the police force and for years had walked a beat. Although his career was interrupted by military service during the war he had risen in the police force in record time. He was fair-haired, fresh skinned, clear-eyed and built like an athlete; but Deborah could no like him. There Was a sardonic twist to his mouth, as, If he was wary of the world and watchful for false moves. "None the worse for your adventure this morning, Miss Vail?" he said in a mockingly solicitous tone. "You heard about It?" asked Joyce,, when Deborah failed to answer. "A constable reported the incident. He gave a description of the lady who drove recklessly into the crowd, and the registrar tion number of her car. I told him to interest himself no further." "I wonder you didn't have me investigated," said Deborah. "Oh, I, did," he replied, crossing his legs. "Just, a routine phone call to London. The Scotland Yard people were commendably prompt. It seems you're reputed to be of very high character. No questionable, associates. You were with o stock company in Bristol when Garvin was Hi London, so you didn't meet him there. You've never been, in Garnock before, so he didn't meet you here. So you needn't be afraid that the papers will liven up the case with hints about the artist's association with a beautiful — and mysterious — actress." "Do you often get your face slapped, Mr. Gray?" asked Deborah furiously. "Not often. I watch out for things like that." *** The following morning, Deborah topped for petrol at a wayside garage. About to drive off, she noticed that her receipt was wrongly dated. She called the attendant back. "This isn't Tuesday the ninth," he pointed out. "Isn't it?" He scratched his chin. "No, neither it is Wednesday all day, isn't- it?" He grinned. "Ah, well, what's the difference? As long as we both know you've paid." Deborah looked at the name of the garage. "Isn't this where Mr. Garvin gets his petrol?" The attendant leaned confidingly on her car door, all set for a friendly gossip. "He did—but he doesn't I'm afraid I've offended the gentleman. Not that I lose any sleep over it Aye, I could tell you a thing or two about that bold lad and the fancy lady he was married to D'ye know, he bought petrol from me the very day of the murder, when he swore he was miles away? I don't think he liked me spoiling his alibi, but what's a man to do when the police come asking." "When did the police question you? How long after the murder?" "Oh, a few days. Maybe a week." "How could you be sure of the exact day be bought petrol? It's easy to make a mistake." "When they came asking, I looked up the sales slip. There it was, in black and white, no getting around it." "And a week from now," said Deborah, "you'd look up the carbon of my sales slip—and be ready to swear I bought; astral on Tuesday the ninth." * * * Old Mrs. Craw lived alone but was never lonely. She had for company all the Joys and sorrows of eighty years to live over again. And she had a window faring the road. When not nodding before the fire, halt happing, half remembering, she loved to sit by her window, watching placidly for an oc= casional passer-by. It someone stopped at her gate Old Mrs. Craw had the nettle on for tea and her hearing-aid in place before the caller was halfway up the path. On this chill, cloudy morning she startled Deborah by opening the door lo her while the girls hand still reached for the knocker. "Come away in, my dear. My, you're a bonny sight in I that pretty dress." Deborah hovered diffidently, half in the tiny hall mid half out. "Come ben to the parlor. Sit ye down by the fire. We'll have a nice cup of tea." In a casual way Deborah remarked on the tall chimneys and gray walls of the house, far off down the road, that was the only other dwelling in sight. "That's where Mr. Garvin bides," replied Old Mrs. Craw. After a reflective pause she added, "Poor Mr. Garvin." "Then you don't think he's guilty?" "Ah, my dear, I don't let my mind dwell on it, one way or the other. Ye ken, it was I that saw him coming home that day. I've often wished I hadn't" "Did he pass your cottage?" "No, he came the other way. At the back of twelve. It was And within the hour the poor lassie was dead." "At that distance, how did you know it was him?" "I've got eyes haven't I?" said the old lady, with a touch of asperity. "He drove up in his motor car. Dressed the way he usually is, in a jacket and trousers that don't match." "A sports Jacket and slacks said Deborah. "Aye, It was him all right, said Mrs. Craw unhappily. "And I had to admit it to the police when they asked." The old lady took her spectacles from her lap, wiped, them on her apron, put them on, and blinked two or three tunes to focus her sight. She stared out of the window. "It's an odd time for the postman," she said. Deborah turned to look. A man on a bicycle was riding up the road but it was not bicycle or official red, he was riot in uniform, and his burden was a knapsack, not a postbag. Yes, the old lady had eyes: but they were unreliable at a distance. SYNOPSIS By JAMES RONALD 1957, by James Ronald. Distributed by King Features Syndicate. Deborah Vail, and actress unengaged at the moment was driving from London to Garnock, Scotland, to visit a married cousin Joyce Monteith. Near Garnock during the stormy evening she was stopped by a flat tire. She was given a hostile reception at the house where she sought aid. The occupant Andrew Garvin, obviously didn't want visitors. He told her he didn't have a phone, but when he left her alone to fix the tire, a phone rung Deborah answered it. Gel out and out an angry come demanded "You're wanted here" Then while satisfying her curiosity about the house, a brutish face stared at her through a window. Garvin sent Deborah away without an explanation of these happenings. Her cousin told her there was good reason for Garvin to be spied upon, and disliked She said that Garvin murdered his wife. Erica, a lazy social climber of careless conduct. Erica's maid found hot in bed, beaten to death in late afternoon. The murder weapon was missing. The impression made by Garvin during their brief meeting was such that Deborah couldn't believe him a murderer. Tills and Deborah's action in going to Garvin's aid when he is beset by an angry crowd in Garnock cause Joyce concern. She—does not know that Deborah has set out on her own to investigate the case, beginning with a visit to the Garvins former maid. The maid tells her that on HIP fatal day she was sent away while Mrs. Garvin entertained a male caller. Deborah espies a dissipated old man whom she believes to be the person she saw staring at her through Garvin's window. Joyce identifies him us Scobie, an odd-job man in the community. STAY and have a cup of tea?" Joyce cordially invited David Gray. The police inspector hesitated for only a moment before replying, "Thanks, I believe I will," but in that instant a spark of mutual antagonism seemed to leap between him and Deborah. She was aware that it amused him to know that she would not have seconded the invitation. Selecting the most comfortable chair, he seated, himself with aplomb. Deborah thought him annoyingly sure of himself. She had no doubt he had ample self-conceit. At breakfast that morning, Joyce had insisted on giving her his history in brief, although Deborah had protested that no subject interested her less. He was the son of a local doctor. As a by, David Gray had planned to lie a doctor but when left almost penniless in his Tate teens he had joined the police force and for years had walked a beat. Although his career was interrupted by military service during the war he had risen in the police force in record time. He was fair-haired, fresh skinned, clear-eyed and built like an athlete; but Deborah could no like him. There Was a sardonic twist to his mouth, as, If he was wary of the world and watchful for false moves. "None the worse for your adventure this morning, Miss Vail?" he said in a mockingly solicitous tone. "You heard about It?" asked Joyce,, when Deborah failed to answer. "A constable reported the incident. He gave a description of the lady who drove recklessly into the crowd, and the registrar tion number of her car. I told him to interest himself no further." "I wonder you didn't have me investigated," said Deborah. "Oh, I, did," he replied, crossing his legs. "Just, a routine phone call to London. The Scotland Yard people were commendably prompt. It seems you're reputed to be of very high character. No questionable, associates. You were with o stock company in Bristol when Garvin was Hi London, so you didn't meet him there. You've never been, in Garnock before, so he didn't meet you here. So you needn't be afraid that the papers will liven up the case with hints about the artist's association with a beautiful — and mysterious — actress." "Do you often get your face slapped, Mr. Gray?" asked Deborah furiously. "Not often. I watch out for things like that." *** The following morning, Deborah topped for petrol at a wayside garage. About to drive off, she noticed that her receipt was wrongly dated. She called the attendant back. "This isn't Tuesday the ninth," he pointed out. "Isn't it?" He scratched his chin. "No, neither it is Wednesday all day, isn't- it?" He grinned. "Ah, well, what's the difference? As long as we both know you've paid." Deborah looked at the name of the garage. "Isn't this where Mr. Garvin gets his petrol?" The attendant leaned confidingly on her car door, all set for a friendly gossip. "He did—but he doesn't I'm afraid I've offended the gentleman. Not that I lose any sleep over it Aye, I could tell you a thing or two about that bold lad and the fancy lady he was married to D'ye know, he bought petrol from me the very day of the murder, when he swore he was miles away? I don't think he liked me spoiling his alibi, but what's a man to do when the police come asking." "When did the police question you? How long after the murder?" "Oh, a few days. Maybe a week." "How could you be sure of the exact day be bought petrol? It's easy to make a mistake." "When they came asking, I looked up the sales slip. There it was, in black and white, no getting around it." "And a week from now," said Deborah, "you'd look up the carbon of my sales slip—and be ready to swear I bought; astral on Tuesday the ninth." * * * Old Mrs. Craw lived alone but was never lonely. She had for company all the Joys and sorrows of eighty years to live over again. And she had a window faring the road. When not nodding before the fire, halt happing, half remembering, she loved to sit by her window, watching placidly for an oc= casional passer-by. It someone stopped at her gate Old Mrs. Craw had the nettle on for tea and her hearing-aid in place before the caller was halfway up the path. On this chill, cloudy morning she startled Deborah by opening the door lo her while the girls hand still reached for the knocker. "Come away in, my dear. My, you're a bonny sight in I that pretty dress." Deborah hovered diffidently, half in the tiny hall mid half out. "Come ben to the parlor. Sit ye down by the fire. We'll have a nice cup of tea." In a casual way Deborah remarked on the tall chimneys and gray walls of the house, far off down the road, that was the only other dwelling in sight. "That's where Mr. Garvin bides," replied Old Mrs. Craw. After a reflective pause she added, "Poor Mr. Garvin." "Then you don't think he's guilty?" "Ah, my dear, I don't let my mind dwell on it, one way or the other. Ye ken, it was I that saw him coming home that day. I've often wished I hadn't" "Did he pass your cottage?" "No, he came the other way. At the back of twelve. It was And within the hour the poor lassie was dead." "At that distance, how did you know it was him?" "I've got eyes haven't I?" said the old lady, with a touch of asperity. "He drove up in his motor car. Dressed the way he usually is, in a jacket and trousers that don't match." "A sports Jacket and slacks said Deborah. "Aye, It was him all right, said Mrs. Craw unhappily. "And I had to admit it to the police when they asked." The old lady took her spectacles from her lap, wiped, them on her apron, put them on, and blinked two or three tunes to focus her sight. She stared out of the window. "It's an odd time for the postman," she said. Deborah turned to look. A man on a bicycle was riding up the road but it was not bicycle or official red, he was riot in uniform, and his burden was a knapsack, not a postbag. Yes, the old lady had eyes: but they were unreliable at a distance. CHAPTER 11 By JAMES RONALD 1957, by James Ronald. Distributed by King Features Syndicate. Deborah Vail, and actress unengaged at the moment was driving from London to Garnock, Scotland, to visit a married cousin Joyce Monteith. Near Garnock during the stormy evening she was stopped by a flat tire. She was given a hostile reception at the house where she sought aid. The occupant Andrew Garvin, obviously didn't want visitors. He told her he didn't have a phone, but when he left her alone to fix the tire, a phone rung Deborah answered it. Gel out and out an angry come demanded "You're wanted here" Then while satisfying her curiosity about the house, a brutish face stared at her through a window. Garvin sent Deborah away without an explanation of these happenings. Her cousin told her there was good reason for Garvin to be spied upon, and disliked She said that Garvin murdered his wife. Erica, a lazy social climber of careless conduct. Erica's maid found hot in bed, beaten to death in late afternoon. The murder weapon was missing. The impression made by Garvin during their brief meeting was such that Deborah couldn't believe him a murderer. Tills and Deborah's action in going to Garvin's aid when he is beset by an angry crowd in Garnock cause Joyce concern. She—does not know that Deborah has set out on her own to investigate the case, beginning with a visit to the Garvins former maid. The maid tells her that on HIP fatal day she was sent away while Mrs. Garvin entertained a male caller. Deborah espies a dissipated old man whom she believes to be the person she saw staring at her through Garvin's window. Joyce identifies him us Scobie, an odd-job man in the community. STAY and have a cup of tea?" Joyce cordially invited David Gray. The police inspector hesitated for only a moment before replying, "Thanks, I believe I will," but in that instant a spark of mutual antagonism seemed to leap between him and Deborah. She was aware that it amused him to know that she would not have seconded the invitation. Selecting the most comfortable chair, he seated, himself with aplomb. Deborah thought him annoyingly sure of himself. She had no doubt he had ample self-conceit. At breakfast that morning, Joyce had insisted on giving her his history in brief, although Deborah had protested that no subject interested her less. He was the son of a local doctor. As a by, David Gray had planned to lie a doctor but when left almost penniless in his Tate teens he had joined the police force and for years had walked a beat. Although his career was interrupted by military service during the war he had risen in the police force in record time. He was fair-haired, fresh skinned, clear-eyed and built like an athlete; but Deborah could no like him. There Was a sardonic twist to his mouth, as, If he was wary of the world and watchful for false moves. "None the worse for your adventure this morning, Miss Vail?" he said in a mockingly solicitous tone. "You heard about It?" asked Joyce,, when Deborah failed to answer. "A constable reported the incident. He gave a description of the lady who drove recklessly into the crowd, and the registrar tion number of her car. I told him to interest himself no further." "I wonder you didn't have me investigated," said Deborah. "Oh, I, did," he replied, crossing his legs. "Just, a routine phone call to London. The Scotland Yard people were commendably prompt. It seems you're reputed to be of very high character. No questionable, associates. You were with o stock company in Bristol when Garvin was Hi London, so you didn't meet him there. You've never been, in Garnock before, so he didn't meet you here. So you needn't be afraid that the papers will liven up the case with hints about the artist's association with a beautiful — and mysterious — actress." "Do you often get your face slapped, Mr. Gray?" asked Deborah furiously. "Not often. I watch out for things like that." *** The following morning, Deborah topped for petrol at a wayside garage. About to drive off, she noticed that her receipt was wrongly dated. She called the attendant back. "This isn't Tuesday the ninth," he pointed out. "Isn't it?" He scratched his chin. "No, neither it is Wednesday all day, isn't- it?" He grinned. "Ah, well, what's the difference? As long as we both know you've paid." Deborah looked at the name of the garage. "Isn't this where Mr. Garvin gets his petrol?" The attendant leaned confidingly on her car door, all set for a friendly gossip. "He did—but he doesn't I'm afraid I've offended the gentleman. Not that I lose any sleep over it Aye, I could tell you a thing or two about that bold lad and the fancy lady he was married to D'ye know, he bought petrol from me the very day of the murder, when he swore he was miles away? I don't think he liked me spoiling his alibi, but what's a man to do when the police come asking." "When did the police question you? How long after the murder?" "Oh, a few days. Maybe a week." "How could you be sure of the exact day be bought petrol? It's easy to make a mistake." "When they came asking, I looked up the sales slip. There it was, in black and white, no getting around it." "And a week from now," said Deborah, "you'd look up the carbon of my sales slip—and be ready to swear I bought; astral on Tuesday the ninth." * * * Old Mrs. Craw lived alone but was never lonely. She had for company all the Joys and sorrows of eighty years to live over again. And she had a window faring the road. When not nodding before the fire, halt happing, half remembering, she loved to sit by her window, watching placidly for an oc= casional passer-by. It someone stopped at her gate Old Mrs. Craw had the nettle on for tea and her hearing-aid in place before the caller was halfway up the path. On this chill, cloudy morning she startled Deborah by opening the door lo her while the girls hand still reached for the knocker. "Come away in, my dear. My, you're a bonny sight in I that pretty dress." Deborah hovered diffidently, half in the tiny hall mid half out. "Come ben to the parlor. Sit ye down by the fire. We'll have a nice cup of tea." In a casual way Deborah remarked on the tall chimneys and gray walls of the house, far off down the road, that was the only other dwelling in sight. "That's where Mr. Garvin bides," replied Old Mrs. Craw. After a reflective pause she added, "Poor Mr. Garvin." "Then you don't think he's guilty?" "Ah, my dear, I don't let my mind dwell on it, one way or the other. Ye ken, it was I that saw him coming home that day. I've often wished I hadn't" "Did he pass your cottage?" "No, he came the other way. At the back of twelve. It was And within the hour the poor lassie was dead." "At that distance, how did you know it was him?" "I've got eyes haven't I?" said the old lady, with a touch of asperity. "He drove up in his motor car. Dressed the way he usually is, in a jacket and trousers that don't match." "A sports Jacket and slacks said Deborah. "Aye, It was him all right, said Mrs. Craw unhappily. "And I had to admit it to the police when they asked." The old lady took her spectacles from her lap, wiped, them on her apron, put them on, and blinked two or three tunes to focus her sight. She stared out of the window. "It's an odd time for the postman," she said. Deborah turned to look. A man on a bicycle was riding up the road but it was not bicycle or official red, he was riot in uniform, and his burden was a knapsack, not a postbag. Yes, the old lady had eyes: but they were unreliable at a distance. MY WEEKLY SERMON By REV. BLAIR T. HUNT PASTOR MISSISSIPPI BLVD. CHRISTIAN CHURCH Text': "Hitherto has the Lord helped us". Samuel 7:12. "The Lord, He it is that doth go before thee Deut. 31:8. This month January, the first in the new year 1958; is named for the Roman God Janus, who had two faces, one ollok forward and the other backward, and January, is so called because as it comes we look ahead and we look behhind. When January comes we traditionally cat hog jowl and blackeyed peas, some say to bring luck others go to such homely food because they are worn out with Christmas turkey, fruit cakes and a host of sweets. January with its two faces reminds us to look and to look forward and so must we do with spiritual profit. The days of all years filled with problems and heartaches, failures and fears, joy and jubilees. They were here before we were born, they will be here after we are gone. When the Israelites, under Samuel, defeated their longtime enemies the Philistines, Samuel realized victony was by the might of the Isnaelites Samusl realized victory was not by the might of teh Israelites but by true miraculous working of God. The Lord had thundered, the elements broke lose, the black canvas of heaven, teh thunders thundered like unto multiplied cannonading, panic arose among the Philistines, mire in mud, stalled in their stations they were badly defeated. There was great-rejoicing among the Israelites. Then Samuel took a stone and set it up near Shen and called the name of the stone Ebenezer, meaning "Hitherto (up to his point) the Lord has helped us. This stone called Ebenezer was a memorial to the help of God Almighty. In this the first month of 1958, there should be spiritual rejoicing. We should raise a spiritual Ebenezer for Hitherto God has helped us. Looking back to 1957 a year made terrific, by fear of Russian sputs. southern spooks and corner squirts we know indeed it is the hand of; God that has helped us. God has taken from us the irrevocable 1957. God takes from us the years one by one, silently but surely. Little by little God takes away teh strength of cur muscles and bones, the elasticity of our limbs. Little by little God changes our countenance. But with it all, God has helped us and led us. So here we raise our Ebenezer for by God's help we have come to January 1958. Sometimes in 1957 we were terribly afraid, lonely, discouraged some times the road was rocky, dark and always up hill. Sometimes we stumhere we raise our Ebenezer for by to God who guided our totering steps. And now January, a new two faced January finds the future in a fog. We cannot penetrate the fog. But it is God who goes before us "The Lard, he it is that go before thee." Each morning as we awaken let us say to ourselves, "God is ahead to-day." We cannot tell What 1958 may bring to us, what bitterness, what joy. But right between us and everything that comes there moves in front of us our Heavenly Father, who is mighty In love and wisdom and power. God's love, wisdom, power, mercy and beauty are manifested in Christ Jesus. Only through Christean we adequately sec the fulfill God's way. In 1958 let us gaze frequently upon a strang figure dying on a cross to save us. In 1958 let our thoughts and actions thank God through Chris Jesus who goes before us. CHRISTIAN CHURCH By REV. BLAIR T. HUNT PASTOR MISSISSIPPI BLVD. CHRISTIAN CHURCH Text': "Hitherto has the Lord helped us". Samuel 7:12. "The Lord, He it is that doth go before thee Deut. 31:8. This month January, the first in the new year 1958; is named for the Roman God Janus, who had two faces, one ollok forward and the other backward, and January, is so called because as it comes we look ahead and we look behhind. When January comes we traditionally cat hog jowl and blackeyed peas, some say to bring luck others go to such homely food because they are worn out with Christmas turkey, fruit cakes and a host of sweets. January with its two faces reminds us to look and to look forward and so must we do with spiritual profit. The days of all years filled with problems and heartaches, failures and fears, joy and jubilees. They were here before we were born, they will be here after we are gone. When the Israelites, under Samuel, defeated their longtime enemies the Philistines, Samuel realized victony was by the might of the Isnaelites Samusl realized victory was not by the might of teh Israelites but by true miraculous working of God. The Lord had thundered, the elements broke lose, the black canvas of heaven, teh thunders thundered like unto multiplied cannonading, panic arose among the Philistines, mire in mud, stalled in their stations they were badly defeated. There was great-rejoicing among the Israelites. Then Samuel took a stone and set it up near Shen and called the name of the stone Ebenezer, meaning "Hitherto (up to his point) the Lord has helped us. This stone called Ebenezer was a memorial to the help of God Almighty. In this the first month of 1958, there should be spiritual rejoicing. We should raise a spiritual Ebenezer for Hitherto God has helped us. Looking back to 1957 a year made terrific, by fear of Russian sputs. southern spooks and corner squirts we know indeed it is the hand of; God that has helped us. God has taken from us the irrevocable 1957. God takes from us the years one by one, silently but surely. Little by little God takes away teh strength of cur muscles and bones, the elasticity of our limbs. Little by little God changes our countenance. But with it all, God has helped us and led us. So here we raise our Ebenezer for by God's help we have come to January 1958. Sometimes in 1957 we were terribly afraid, lonely, discouraged some times the road was rocky, dark and always up hill. Sometimes we stumhere we raise our Ebenezer for by to God who guided our totering steps. And now January, a new two faced January finds the future in a fog. We cannot penetrate the fog. But it is God who goes before us "The Lard, he it is that go before thee." Each morning as we awaken let us say to ourselves, "God is ahead to-day." We cannot tell What 1958 may bring to us, what bitterness, what joy. But right between us and everything that comes there moves in front of us our Heavenly Father, who is mighty In love and wisdom and power. God's love, wisdom, power, mercy and beauty are manifested in Christ Jesus. Only through Christean we adequately sec the fulfill God's way. In 1958 let us gaze frequently upon a strang figure dying on a cross to save us. In 1958 let our thoughts and actions thank God through Chris Jesus who goes before us. ADMITS FIEE Investigators said a 14-year-old boy admitted he started the million-dollar fire which destroyed most of the Lathrop Building; in Fairbanks November 23, and killed Dr. Druska Schaible, professor. the surprisingly easy victory over the Chicago combine which has wone several national championships including one in early 1957. Aided by Walter Kennedy, towering Baby Tiger center. who canned 14, and Hardy Cole, who dumped 12, the Tuskegee Institute High group forged ahead, 7-4, in the early part of the first quarter to outdistance their rivals all the way. Coach A. Reuben Alba substituted freely throughout the game and gave everyone of his players a chance to see action against the visitors from Chicago. St. Elizabeth a Catholic High School is usually a fearsome quint to handle on the hardwood. Tonight, however, the highly touted group tacked the smoothness in passing, cohesion in playmaking and accuracy in shooting. Point after point was missed from the charity stripe, a deficiency that cost them dearly in the point totals for the evening. However, Melville Brown, after a shaky and uncertain start in the first half, found the range in the second stanza to amass a total of 12 points which was nearly half of his teammates point-making efforts.