Memphis World
Memphis World Publishing Co.
1956-06-05
Raymond F. Tisby

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Kefauver And Stevenson In Tight
Florida Contest
Now that the Florida primary is over, the political forecasters
are mulling over the returns in search of meaning They aren't
finding much. Returns from 1,742 of the state's 1,778 precincts
gave Stevenson 221,533 votes to 209,531 for Kefauver. This is
not a landslide, but it did give Stevenson 22 of Florida's 28 convention 
votes, thus assuming Stevenson 174 convention votes
pledged or committed to date, as against 133 for Kefauver. Both
candidates had hoped the Florida primary would be indicative
of what will happen in California today, where 68 convention
votes are at stake. However, such seems hardly the case.
The Stevenson victory in Florida is far from decisive, and it
could actually be interpreted as the "great moral victory" the
Tennessee Senator claims it to be. It is significant that Kefauver
drew a larger share of the statewide vote in the recent primary
against Stevenson than the 45 percent he drew against Georgia's
Senator Russell in 1952. The wide disparity between the number
of Florida votes each will carry the convention could hardly be
said to reflect the actual state of the Florida "voting mind." The
gimmick lies in the fact that the handful of popular votes which
finally straggled in from the northern edge of the state eventually 
giving Adlai a final "edge," provided the must factor which
gave him a majority-however slim. And in Florida, the candidate 
winning the largest popular vote thereby wins the convention 
votes of all delegates at large.
Throughout most of the ballot-counting the contest remained
a see-sow affair, giving first Kefauver and then Stevenson the
edge. It was only after the rural areas began reporting that Kefauver 
began to show any appreciable lag. Hence, it is obvious
that his stronger position on civil rights probably cost him the
primary. It could be a different story in California.

June Dates To Remember
The month of June holds several dales which every citizen
of this country should always remember. These occurrences have
affected the history of this nation and the lives of its citizens.
On June 26th, 1917, a small body of United States troops
landed in France. These were the first troops which had ever left
this nation to engage in o foreign war on the Continent of Europe.
They, of course, preceded the millions of men who made up the
American Expeditionary Force. Their' reception was enthusiastic
and their effect upon French morale considerable.
During the first World War, on June 6th, 1918, occurred the
famous counter-attack of the American Second Division, with its
Marine Brigade, which stopped the German offensive at Chateau
Thierry. This check to the enemy was followed by the beginning
of an advance along the entire Allied line and is considered
a special contribution to the saving of Paris and the termination
of the First World War.
Nearly twenty-four years later, in the Pacific Ocean, on June
5th, 1942, occurred the Battle of Midway. This United States victory
stopped the Japanese effort to advance across the ocean, adequately 
defended American positions from possible enemy attack
and inflicted severe losses upon the ambitious and optimistic
Japanese. The battle was largely one of carrier-based aircraft.
The success of the Battle of Midway is considered the first decisive
check of the Japanese offensive in the Pacific.
Nearly two years later, to the day, on June 6th, 1944, in the
early hours of the morning, thousands of American paratroops
dropped behind the German lines in Normandy. A few hours
later, a mammoth naval assault paved the way for the landing
of thousands of British and American soldiers. This undertaking
was of a magnitude unequalled in the past history of war.
A victory of tremendous significance, it gave the AngloAmericans 
o foothold on the Continent of Europe, and a base from
which began the victorious drive which ended in Germany with
the collapse of the German armies.
There are other historic events which occurred in the month
of June, but space does not permit calling attention to all of
them. It is well, however, for patriotic Americans to recall, from
time to time, the stirring events which have occurred in the history
of their nation.

Choosing A Career
While many at this time of commencement season will be
deciding upon further training and schools they would select,
there ore those whose schooldays insofar as the schoolhouse is
concerned are over. Some, just finishing high school will be able
to go no further; they must pinpoint their education right there and
go into the market for such jobs as their capabilities might warrant 
justice. Some college graduates will not attempt a graduate
course, but will go out with what they hove to "let their buckets
down" where they ore. Those more fortunate will do graduate
work leading lo a professional career Some are completing
graduate work and are ready for the jaunt.
At any rate this is the season of choosing careers. There are
those who will be able to select their careers; equally there will be
Others who must accept what they con find and fit into with the
satisfaction that they are of least in line of earning a living.
It must be admitted here that some of the most successful
competitors in the business and industrial world are men and
women who never finished college. Some of the ablest scientists
and college professors might be found among those who only
earned an A. B., degree.
In choosing a career the chooser should be fair about all
to those whom he would serve. The thoughts of himself should be
his last consideration, for if he serves well those in his charge, the
concern of himself will be unnecessary.
On that score, the holder of a job is a steward; he would
not be an unjust one, nor a hireling who would flee from the
sheep in the face of the wolf.
These are excellent scriptural grounds to support the thesis
"if it be teaching, let us teach"; "if it be ministering, let us wait
on our ministries."
Most of the college graduates we have known started out
teaching; whether having the gift of teaching and the tendencies
of sacrificial struggle or not, they taught.
This important field, while unfortunately used as a stepping
Stone, is one that should be selected with much care. Because of
the vast importance of such a vital calling, we would conclude
with this charge: Do the work of a teacher; there is a duty incumbent 
upon the teacher seldom approached in ordinary professions.
The teacher is the reservoir whose life is gradually chipped into
the lives of the young. The young becomes a part of the teacher
and at such the influence of teachers live through generations.
There are those who would minister; who would be the
spiritual agencies and moral influences of the people. There are
those who would practice low, medicine, pharmacy and other

professions having to do with the spiritual and material side of
man.
Those who would seek a career should keep on eye single on
the honor side of just stewardship, essential to both the success
of the steward and those of his followers.

REVIEWING
THE NEWS
By WILLIAM GORDON
Managing Editor, Atlanta Daily World
The story came out of the conflict of World War II, where
death and destruction ran without parallel. But somehow, no matter 
how inhumane war can be for both sides, human elements
always emerge over the inhuman.
It is part of history that the Negro has fought in every war,
contributed a large share of the suffering, and helped to pay for
the American ideals in his own blood, and tears, even to the point
of giving his life.
Although, he has helped to fight a ruthless enemy in each
war, he has been among the first to realize that human beings
exist on both sides of the firing line. Perhaps, this accounts for
the story of the German soldier.
"What I think of the Negro?", he said. "I remember the day
we surrendered. The streets were lined with people, many of
them without proper clothing, some were hungry and many
starving."
"It was on American Negro soldier who reached into a bag
he was carrying and gave an orange to my hungry wife and
baby, who had been without food for a long time. This is what I
think of the Negro."
The soldier tried to talk further, but apparently grief stricken,
perhaps tears choked off the rest of his speech. Such stories are
many.
An Austrian had this to say only a few days ago:
"I like what your people did while the occupation forces were
in my country. Negro soldiers, like other Americans could get
plenty of food, candies and other items vastly lacking in Austria.
They seemed to delight in giving to our people. They didn't wait
for a crowd to gather to give, they gave without fanfare and pub
licity."
This must have gone a long way among people who had
been faced with negative propaganda about Negroes. People in
Europe were most amazed when they learned that Negroes were
also real human beings. More than this, they learned that they
were friendly, unboastful and broad in their thinking.
This can be traced to a natural advantage, on attribute which
has brought us a long way, and one that will take us far into the
future.
Presently, thousands of Negro youngsters are finishing the
colleges and universities throughout the country. These graduates
have a natural advantage, in that, by heritage, there is a basic
element of friendliness. This quality, supported by the necessary
skills and training, will put the Negro for ahead in terms of job
opportunities. It's encouraging to note how much today, as against
the past, that big firms, corporations are in search of people who
know how to do the job. Color is being relegated to the rear Big
executives know that the finished product is no more sensitive to
block than it is white or yellow, that what really counts is substance, 
not pigmentation.
But even more than this, the Negro can be of tremendous
help to himself, and above all, his country in these times of
crisis. In the area of international affairs, he can put his basic
advantages of friendliness and understanding to work among
peoples of the world who look to us as the leader.
Attitudes and feelings will play a large part in shaping the
world for tomorrow. The way we respect the other fellow's point
of view, the degree to which we consider his role as a human
being, and the extent we recognize that freedom and equality are
paramount in the thinking of all men, will go a long way in
determining our own freedom here at home.
Whether we will admit it or not, the destiny of the free
world lies in how we treat the millions of darker people throughout 
Asia and Africa. This will determine in what direction they
will eventually go politically. In terms of the Christian concept:
"What you do to the least of them, you do it also to me."

There's A Natural Advantage....
By WILLIAM GORDON
Managing Editor, Atlanta Daily World
The story came out of the conflict of World War II, where
death and destruction ran without parallel. But somehow, no matter 
how inhumane war can be for both sides, human elements
always emerge over the inhuman.
It is part of history that the Negro has fought in every war,
contributed a large share of the suffering, and helped to pay for
the American ideals in his own blood, and tears, even to the point
of giving his life.
Although, he has helped to fight a ruthless enemy in each
war, he has been among the first to realize that human beings
exist on both sides of the firing line. Perhaps, this accounts for
the story of the German soldier.
"What I think of the Negro?", he said. "I remember the day
we surrendered. The streets were lined with people, many of
them without proper clothing, some were hungry and many
starving."
"It was on American Negro soldier who reached into a bag
he was carrying and gave an orange to my hungry wife and
baby, who had been without food for a long time. This is what I
think of the Negro."
The soldier tried to talk further, but apparently grief stricken,
perhaps tears choked off the rest of his speech. Such stories are
many.
An Austrian had this to say only a few days ago:
"I like what your people did while the occupation forces were
in my country. Negro soldiers, like other Americans could get
plenty of food, candies and other items vastly lacking in Austria.
They seemed to delight in giving to our people. They didn't wait
for a crowd to gather to give, they gave without fanfare and pub
licity."
This must have gone a long way among people who had
been faced with negative propaganda about Negroes. People in
Europe were most amazed when they learned that Negroes were
also real human beings. More than this, they learned that they
were friendly, unboastful and broad in their thinking.
This can be traced to a natural advantage, on attribute which
has brought us a long way, and one that will take us far into the
future.
Presently, thousands of Negro youngsters are finishing the
colleges and universities throughout the country. These graduates
have a natural advantage, in that, by heritage, there is a basic
element of friendliness. This quality, supported by the necessary
skills and training, will put the Negro for ahead in terms of job
opportunities. It's encouraging to note how much today, as against
the past, that big firms, corporations are in search of people who
know how to do the job. Color is being relegated to the rear Big
executives know that the finished product is no more sensitive to
block than it is white or yellow, that what really counts is substance, 
not pigmentation.
But even more than this, the Negro can be of tremendous
help to himself, and above all, his country in these times of
crisis. In the area of international affairs, he can put his basic
advantages of friendliness and understanding to work among
peoples of the world who look to us as the leader.
Attitudes and feelings will play a large part in shaping the
world for tomorrow. The way we respect the other fellow's point
of view, the degree to which we consider his role as a human
being, and the extent we recognize that freedom and equality are
paramount in the thinking of all men, will go a long way in
determining our own freedom here at home.
Whether we will admit it or not, the destiny of the free
world lies in how we treat the millions of darker people throughout 
Asia and Africa. This will determine in what direction they
will eventually go politically. In terms of the Christian concept:
"What you do to the least of them, you do it also to me."

United Nations Note
It is a curious thing, but Africans
in Central Africa (Northern Rhodesia. 
Southern Rhodesia, and Nyasaland) 
know why they were wary
about the formation of the Central
African Federation of Rhodesia and
Nyasaland demonstrated concretely
the altitude of some Europeans in
the federation.
Lord Malvern had the audacity
to state publicly to members of the
press, according to diplomatic
sources, that the Federal Government 
(of the Central African Federation) 
did not intend to give Africans 
self-rule "until they have
proved themselves—and perhaps
not even then." In fact he expressed 
the official opinion that his government 
did not favor the introduction 
of universal suffrage (which
would favor. Africans by dint of
their numbers) and he himself was
opposed to the multiple vote.
The occasion for the frank statement 
was a press conference specificially 
called for the disclosure of
the Federal Governments plan for
federal franchise a ticklish subject 
among Europeans.
In part Lord Malvern asserted
"the worst danger I see is in perpetuating 
a European Government
with an African opposition. What
wewant to do is to get the races to
pull together on a party system
not a mini system.
"First, we must see that the control 
of the country for the future
is in the hands of the people who
understand democratic government.
Secondly. you have to prove to the
African people that there is a place
in the win for them on a small
scale at once, and on a large scale
when African voters increase in
number.
"But we have not the slightest
intention of letting them control
things until they have proved themselves 
and perhaps not even then.
That will depend on my grandchildren." 

The all-important subject of fedderal 
franchise and citizenship for
Europeans and Africans alike will
probably be introduced in the form
of special legislation at a special
session of the Federal Parliament
of the Central African Federation
sometime in October of tills year.
Mobile book vans are proving to
be valuable to rural readers in Africa, 
as they are in America, judg
ing 
from a report prepared by the
UN Secretariat for the recent meeting 
of the Committee on Information 
from-Non-Self-Governing Territories. 

The Gold Coast Vernacular Literature 
Bureau stated in its report
that it had been found essential to
mount loudspeakers on each of its
vans "so that all and sundry become 
aware of its presence immediately 
on its arrival in a village."
The vans, it is stated, "have visited
mass literacy rallies wherever possible, 
but the response on these occasions 
has been disappointing. The
best results have been obtained by
visiting towns and villages on market 
days."
In Nigeria, also in West Africa,
the North Regional Literature Bureau, 
which considers the distribution 
of follow-up literature its major 
problem; has created a special
Distribution Section responsible for
sales and the distribution of material 
for free issue. Twelve book
vans shortly will visit main markets.
Plans are going forward for permanent 
selling branches of the Agency. 

In fact, "a tentative suggestion
has been made for the fitting out
of a bookshop-launch to ply on the
navigable waterways that center aroun 
dthe confluence of the Niger
and the Benue Rivers."

Supreme Court
Asked To Review
Labor Union Case
The Supreme Court was asked
Tuesday to review the Judgment
of the Fifth United States Circuit
Court of Appeals affirming the dismissal 
of a suit charging racial discrimination 
against the Brotherhood 
of Railway and Steamship
Clerks, Freight Handlers, Express
and Station Employees.
The suit was brought by colored
employees of the Texas and New
Orleans Railroad, who worked at
the freight house in Houston, Texas,
against Pat J. Gibson, general
chairman of Local 6051 and 28 of
the Brotherhood, and Raymond
Dickerson, division chairman of the
two locals.

SEPARATE BUT EQUAL HAS NOT WORKED
WE HAVE SEPARATE
BUT EQUAL SCHOOLS
THE PRACTICE
WE CAN'T DESEGREGATE
BECAUSE THE NEGRO
CHILDREN ARE WAY
BEHIND THE
WHITES

MY WEEKLY
SERMON

TEXT: "When Isreal was a child,
then I loved him." Hosea 11.1.
A reeling of sadness creeps over
us when comparing the man with
the former child-character. We say,
"then I love him."
In this season when our churches
are observing Children's Day, we
can't help but think of the blessedness 
of child-likness.
Children are wonderful for their
trust. Such wonderful faith is them a
in their parents. When questions
are asked by them if things that
cannot be understood by a little
child the answer is enough when
we say "you will know when you
are older. When we had this likeness 
then God loved us. As a little
child trusts his earthly parent may
we trusts our heavenly parents.
Children are remarkable for their
sincerity . . their hearts are open
With them are no hypocrities. In
their little minds there Is no prejudice. 
Then It is that God loves us.
Children are remarkable for their
simplicity,. They arc free from
vanity, free from conceit, free from
vaid glory. Are we?
If we are free from haughtiness,
false pride, and arrogrance, then
it Is that he love us.
Children are remarkable for their
gladness. Their blood Is pure. The
circulation is healthy...... The appetite 
eager. When our souls are
thus replete with halth and gladness, 
then God loves us.
The lessons from our little ones
are most practical. They teach us.

Be thankful 'Be trustful. Be thought
ful.
I was a little girl in II King 5:2.
But what good service she rendered
"A little maid and she waited on
Naaman's wife," It was only a
little boy But Jesus multiplied

his lunch and fed a multitude.
When Isreal was a child then God
loved him. But grew fat and kicked.
Then Isreal forsook God. They provoked 
God to anger. Then God
said, I will hide my face from
them."
Let us lay hold and retain in the
sweet virtures of a little child. They
asked of Jesus. "Who is the greatest
in the Kingdom?" It was then Jesus
an wered by taking up a little child.
And he said. of such is the Kingdom 
of heaven."
We cannot turn back the calendar
of time. But we can be born again.
Except we ire born again in the
realm of the spiritual, we cannot
enter into the kingdom of God.
"When Isreal was a child then
I love him."

CHILDRENS DAY

TEXT: "When Isreal was a child,
then I loved him." Hosea 11.1.
A reeling of sadness creeps over
us when comparing the man with
the former child-character. We say,
"then I love him."
In this season when our churches
are observing Children's Day, we
can't help but think of the blessedness 
of child-likness.
Children are wonderful for their
trust. Such wonderful faith is them a
in their parents. When questions
are asked by them if things that
cannot be understood by a little
child the answer is enough when
we say "you will know when you
are older. When we had this likeness 
then God loved us. As a little
child trusts his earthly parent may
we trusts our heavenly parents.
Children are remarkable for their
sincerity . . their hearts are open
With them are no hypocrities. In
their little minds there Is no prejudice. 
Then It is that God loves us.
Children are remarkable for their
simplicity,. They arc free from
vanity, free from conceit, free from
vaid glory. Are we?
If we are free from haughtiness,
false pride, and arrogrance, then
it Is that he love us.
Children are remarkable for their
gladness. Their blood Is pure. The
circulation is healthy...... The appetite 
eager. When our souls are
thus replete with halth and gladness, 
then God loves us.
The lessons from our little ones
are most practical. They teach us.

Be thankful 'Be trustful. Be thought
ful.
I was a little girl in II King 5:2.
But what good service she rendered
"A little maid and she waited on
Naaman's wife," It was only a
little boy But Jesus multiplied

his lunch and fed a multitude.
When Isreal was a child then God
loved him. But grew fat and kicked.
Then Isreal forsook God. They provoked 
God to anger. Then God
said, I will hide my face from
them."
Let us lay hold and retain in the
sweet virtures of a little child. They
asked of Jesus. "Who is the greatest
in the Kingdom?" It was then Jesus
an wered by taking up a little child.
And he said. of such is the Kingdom 
of heaven."
We cannot turn back the calendar
of time. But we can be born again.
Except we ire born again in the
realm of the spiritual, we cannot
enter into the kingdom of God.
"When Isreal was a child then
I love him."

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THE QUICKSILVER POOL
Newly married Lora accompanies her
husband Wade Tyler to his family
home on Staten Island after nursing
him back to health from a serious
wound he received while fighting as a
Union soldier. She meets Wade's autocratic 
mother Amanda Tyler and Jemmy 
son of Wade and his dead first
wife Virginia. Amid the growing tension 
between Wade's mother and Lora
the bride learns that Virginia died by
drowning in a pond near the Tyler
home. Lora finds Wade mourning for
Virginia and asks him to tell her what
she was like. After learning more of
Wade's earlier life. Lora promises Jemmy 
a surprise for Christmas. The surprise 
is a puppy despite the opposition
of Wade's mother to having pets in
the house.
LORA ill at ease, looked about
she room. Pale roses bloomed
against the light green of the carpets. 
The room was so long that
two fireplaces were necessary,
each with its marble mantel and
gilt-tramed circle of mirror about.
Fires burned behind elaborate and
ions Fires in a room like this
when there was no company!
Every wall was graced with
paintings, but they were of forign 
buildings, or woodland scenes.
Instead of the usual family por traits 
which most people hung in
parlor and drawing-room. Turning 
about in her chair, curious and
interested, Lora saw that the only
portrait in the room was a large
one which hung behind her on the
wall at the far end of the room
This picture was oddly framed by
dark green velvet curtains which
cut down past the single standing
figure of a woman, setting it off
effectively though hiding whatever
else the artist might have painted
in his picture.
The figure in the portrait stood
beside long french doors and there
was a glimpse of white columns
beyond, so the picture must have
been painted in this very room.
The woman was strikingly beautiful, 
with great dark eyes that
seemed to challenge the observer.
She had been painted in a yellow
gown that set oft her dark beauty
but did not detract from the center 
of interest—her arresting face
Studying the picture, Lora did not
doubt that if this was Mrs Nicholas 
Chinning, she was a woman to
be reckoned with. If Wade had
quarrelled with her it must have
been a resoundingly good quarrel
to say the least.
She heard the turning of a knob
just then and swivelled about in
her chair to stare with innocent
attention at the fire in the nearby
grate. She did not glance up until
the original of the portrait stood
beside her.
"Mrs. Tyler?" said a cool voice
which carried no hint of welcome
In it, and Lori looked into a face
that was far less beautiful than
that of the woman in the portrait
Indeed, the artist had flattered her

outrageously in his painting This
woman's mouth was too large, albeit 
the lips were as red as the
painted ones of the picture, and she
had s faint hump to her large,
straight nose. Only her eyes were
the eyes of the portrait, dark and
arresting, but far more vital in
life.
Lora gave her hand into the
long-fingered one that was held
out to her. Mrs Channing barely
touched her fingers and then withdrew 
her own hand quickly. She
went to sit in a damask chair opposite 
Lora and regarded her guest
with a look that was appraising
and far from friendly. Unlike the
vivid figure in the portrait, she
wore black with s great hoop
skirt; black relieved only by the
jade of her long earrings, and the
jade and gold brooch at the V of
her gown.
"It is very kind of you to see
me," Lora faltered, sensing for the
first time that there might be effrontery 
in her appearance here.
It Wade brooked no friendship
with the Channing household, it
was equally possible that Mrs.
Channing bore him a similar illwill. 

"I will tell you at once why I'm
here,' Lola said. "I would like
very much to purchase one of your
puppies I want It for Jemmy Tyler." 

A hint of surprise flickered
across Mrs Channing' s face, and
their was a barely perceptible
softening to amusement of her full
red mouth.
I will gladly give you your
choice of a puppy if you can make
Amanda Tyler accept it in her
household," said Mrs. Channing directly. 

Lora raised her chin ever so
slightly. "I see no reason why she
should not accept it."
The woman in the chair opposite
relaxed against its back and her
slaughter was sudden and rich and
unrestrained. Morgan Channing
did not laugh like a well-bred lady
and Lora was relieved at the
sound.
"I'll confess that I didn't expect
to like you," Mrs. Channing said
"But I think I'm going to."
Lora's look must have been one
of inquiry because Mrs. Channing
smiled wrily and went on:
"How does Wade feel about this
fighting, now that he's had a taste
of it himself?" Mrs. Channing
asked.
"He hates it, too." Lora said
Mrs. Chinning, as a near neighbor
if not a friend, probably knew well
enough that Wade had gone to war
driven by the pain of his wife's
death. He had not wanted to light,
but only to escape—perhaps even
in death itself.
Mrs Channing nodded sympa
thetically. 
"There are many of us
here in the north who are bitterly,
opposed to the war. We feel it
should never have been fought and
that the sooner it is stopped the
better for our country as a whole."
"But how can it be stopped?"
Lora asked. "It's too late now."
The other woman was silent for
a long moment. Then she shrugged,
"Let's not talk about gloomy
things. Tell me, how do you like
Staten Island? Has Wade taken
you to any parties yet? There's
quite a social life here, you know."
Lora sipped her tea and spoke
readily of the inconsequential.
After the stiff meals at the Tyler 
house it was a relief not to
guard her tongue. She had, of
course, seen little of the island,
she explained, but the prospect of
a social life sounded like fun. She
hoped Wade would be willing to
enter into it.
"He was gay enough in the old
days," Mrs. Channing said thoughtfully. 

"Then you've known him for
long while?"
Again there was a flicker of surprise 
across the moody face. "All
my life And I can assure you that
once he is out from under his
mothers wing he is popular
enough. Especially with the ladies."
Was there a faint scratch behind
her words? Lora was not sure,
At any rate, time was flying and
she did not dare stay away too
long. At soon as she could manage
it courteously she said she must
go. and Mrs. Channing rose to accompany 
her to the door.
"Then I may really have one of
the puppies?" Lora asked. "Of
course, I wouldn't want to take it
now. But perhaps you could instruct 
your gardener to Bring it
down to our house Christmas
morning?"
Mrs. Channing's hand paused
within reach of the crystal doorknob. 
"My gardener?"
Lora was puzzled. "The man
they call Ambrose is your gardener, 
isn't he? I spoke to him down
by the gale as I came in."
"Gardener? I—suppose he is."
Mrs. Channing let her hand drop
to her side, and now there was
wry amusement in her eyes. "How
like the Tylers not to inform you
about such things! He is also my
father."
Lora could only stare. "But he—
he called you Mrs. Channing most
respectfully."
"He likes his little joke," the
other woman told her drily "In
return. I call him Ambrose, and
our masquerade serves me nicely
at times. It saves me embarrassment 
with guests, since he prefers
to remain what he has always been
—a gardener."


SYNOPSIS
Newly married Lora accompanies her
husband Wade Tyler to his family
home on Staten Island after nursing
him back to health from a serious
wound he received while fighting as a
Union soldier. She meets Wade's autocratic 
mother Amanda Tyler and Jemmy 
son of Wade and his dead first
wife Virginia. Amid the growing tension 
between Wade's mother and Lora
the bride learns that Virginia died by
drowning in a pond near the Tyler
home. Lora finds Wade mourning for
Virginia and asks him to tell her what
she was like. After learning more of
Wade's earlier life. Lora promises Jemmy 
a surprise for Christmas. The surprise 
is a puppy despite the opposition
of Wade's mother to having pets in
the house.
LORA ill at ease, looked about
she room. Pale roses bloomed
against the light green of the carpets. 
The room was so long that
two fireplaces were necessary,
each with its marble mantel and
gilt-tramed circle of mirror about.
Fires burned behind elaborate and
ions Fires in a room like this
when there was no company!
Every wall was graced with
paintings, but they were of forign 
buildings, or woodland scenes.
Instead of the usual family por traits 
which most people hung in
parlor and drawing-room. Turning 
about in her chair, curious and
interested, Lora saw that the only
portrait in the room was a large
one which hung behind her on the
wall at the far end of the room
This picture was oddly framed by
dark green velvet curtains which
cut down past the single standing
figure of a woman, setting it off
effectively though hiding whatever
else the artist might have painted
in his picture.
The figure in the portrait stood
beside long french doors and there
was a glimpse of white columns
beyond, so the picture must have
been painted in this very room.
The woman was strikingly beautiful, 
with great dark eyes that
seemed to challenge the observer.
She had been painted in a yellow
gown that set oft her dark beauty
but did not detract from the center 
of interest—her arresting face
Studying the picture, Lora did not
doubt that if this was Mrs Nicholas 
Chinning, she was a woman to
be reckoned with. If Wade had
quarrelled with her it must have
been a resoundingly good quarrel
to say the least.
She heard the turning of a knob
just then and swivelled about in
her chair to stare with innocent
attention at the fire in the nearby
grate. She did not glance up until
the original of the portrait stood
beside her.
"Mrs. Tyler?" said a cool voice
which carried no hint of welcome
In it, and Lori looked into a face
that was far less beautiful than
that of the woman in the portrait
Indeed, the artist had flattered her

outrageously in his painting This
woman's mouth was too large, albeit 
the lips were as red as the
painted ones of the picture, and she
had s faint hump to her large,
straight nose. Only her eyes were
the eyes of the portrait, dark and
arresting, but far more vital in
life.
Lora gave her hand into the
long-fingered one that was held
out to her. Mrs Channing barely
touched her fingers and then withdrew 
her own hand quickly. She
went to sit in a damask chair opposite 
Lora and regarded her guest
with a look that was appraising
and far from friendly. Unlike the
vivid figure in the portrait, she
wore black with s great hoop
skirt; black relieved only by the
jade of her long earrings, and the
jade and gold brooch at the V of
her gown.
"It is very kind of you to see
me," Lora faltered, sensing for the
first time that there might be effrontery 
in her appearance here.
It Wade brooked no friendship
with the Channing household, it
was equally possible that Mrs.
Channing bore him a similar illwill. 

"I will tell you at once why I'm
here,' Lola said. "I would like
very much to purchase one of your
puppies I want It for Jemmy Tyler." 

A hint of surprise flickered
across Mrs Channing' s face, and
their was a barely perceptible
softening to amusement of her full
red mouth.
I will gladly give you your
choice of a puppy if you can make
Amanda Tyler accept it in her
household," said Mrs. Channing directly. 

Lora raised her chin ever so
slightly. "I see no reason why she
should not accept it."
The woman in the chair opposite
relaxed against its back and her
slaughter was sudden and rich and
unrestrained. Morgan Channing
did not laugh like a well-bred lady
and Lora was relieved at the
sound.
"I'll confess that I didn't expect
to like you," Mrs. Channing said
"But I think I'm going to."
Lora's look must have been one
of inquiry because Mrs. Channing
smiled wrily and went on:
"How does Wade feel about this
fighting, now that he's had a taste
of it himself?" Mrs. Channing
asked.
"He hates it, too." Lora said
Mrs. Chinning, as a near neighbor
if not a friend, probably knew well
enough that Wade had gone to war
driven by the pain of his wife's
death. He had not wanted to light,
but only to escape—perhaps even
in death itself.
Mrs Channing nodded sympa
thetically. 
"There are many of us
here in the north who are bitterly,
opposed to the war. We feel it
should never have been fought and
that the sooner it is stopped the
better for our country as a whole."
"But how can it be stopped?"
Lora asked. "It's too late now."
The other woman was silent for
a long moment. Then she shrugged,
"Let's not talk about gloomy
things. Tell me, how do you like
Staten Island? Has Wade taken
you to any parties yet? There's
quite a social life here, you know."
Lora sipped her tea and spoke
readily of the inconsequential.
After the stiff meals at the Tyler 
house it was a relief not to
guard her tongue. She had, of
course, seen little of the island,
she explained, but the prospect of
a social life sounded like fun. She
hoped Wade would be willing to
enter into it.
"He was gay enough in the old
days," Mrs. Channing said thoughtfully. 

"Then you've known him for
long while?"
Again there was a flicker of surprise 
across the moody face. "All
my life And I can assure you that
once he is out from under his
mothers wing he is popular
enough. Especially with the ladies."
Was there a faint scratch behind
her words? Lora was not sure,
At any rate, time was flying and
she did not dare stay away too
long. At soon as she could manage
it courteously she said she must
go. and Mrs. Channing rose to accompany 
her to the door.
"Then I may really have one of
the puppies?" Lora asked. "Of
course, I wouldn't want to take it
now. But perhaps you could instruct 
your gardener to Bring it
down to our house Christmas
morning?"
Mrs. Channing's hand paused
within reach of the crystal doorknob. 
"My gardener?"
Lora was puzzled. "The man
they call Ambrose is your gardener, 
isn't he? I spoke to him down
by the gale as I came in."
"Gardener? I—suppose he is."
Mrs. Channing let her hand drop
to her side, and now there was
wry amusement in her eyes. "How
like the Tylers not to inform you
about such things! He is also my
father."
Lora could only stare. "But he—
he called you Mrs. Channing most
respectfully."
"He likes his little joke," the
other woman told her drily "In
return. I call him Ambrose, and
our masquerade serves me nicely
at times. It saves me embarrassment 
with guests, since he prefers
to remain what he has always been
—a gardener."


CHAPTER NINE
Newly married Lora accompanies her
husband Wade Tyler to his family
home on Staten Island after nursing
him back to health from a serious
wound he received while fighting as a
Union soldier. She meets Wade's autocratic 
mother Amanda Tyler and Jemmy 
son of Wade and his dead first
wife Virginia. Amid the growing tension 
between Wade's mother and Lora
the bride learns that Virginia died by
drowning in a pond near the Tyler
home. Lora finds Wade mourning for
Virginia and asks him to tell her what
she was like. After learning more of
Wade's earlier life. Lora promises Jemmy 
a surprise for Christmas. The surprise 
is a puppy despite the opposition
of Wade's mother to having pets in
the house.
LORA ill at ease, looked about
she room. Pale roses bloomed
against the light green of the carpets. 
The room was so long that
two fireplaces were necessary,
each with its marble mantel and
gilt-tramed circle of mirror about.
Fires burned behind elaborate and
ions Fires in a room like this
when there was no company!
Every wall was graced with
paintings, but they were of forign 
buildings, or woodland scenes.
Instead of the usual family por traits 
which most people hung in
parlor and drawing-room. Turning 
about in her chair, curious and
interested, Lora saw that the only
portrait in the room was a large
one which hung behind her on the
wall at the far end of the room
This picture was oddly framed by
dark green velvet curtains which
cut down past the single standing
figure of a woman, setting it off
effectively though hiding whatever
else the artist might have painted
in his picture.
The figure in the portrait stood
beside long french doors and there
was a glimpse of white columns
beyond, so the picture must have
been painted in this very room.
The woman was strikingly beautiful, 
with great dark eyes that
seemed to challenge the observer.
She had been painted in a yellow
gown that set oft her dark beauty
but did not detract from the center 
of interest—her arresting face
Studying the picture, Lora did not
doubt that if this was Mrs Nicholas 
Chinning, she was a woman to
be reckoned with. If Wade had
quarrelled with her it must have
been a resoundingly good quarrel
to say the least.
She heard the turning of a knob
just then and swivelled about in
her chair to stare with innocent
attention at the fire in the nearby
grate. She did not glance up until
the original of the portrait stood
beside her.
"Mrs. Tyler?" said a cool voice
which carried no hint of welcome
In it, and Lori looked into a face
that was far less beautiful than
that of the woman in the portrait
Indeed, the artist had flattered her

outrageously in his painting This
woman's mouth was too large, albeit 
the lips were as red as the
painted ones of the picture, and she
had s faint hump to her large,
straight nose. Only her eyes were
the eyes of the portrait, dark and
arresting, but far more vital in
life.
Lora gave her hand into the
long-fingered one that was held
out to her. Mrs Channing barely
touched her fingers and then withdrew 
her own hand quickly. She
went to sit in a damask chair opposite 
Lora and regarded her guest
with a look that was appraising
and far from friendly. Unlike the
vivid figure in the portrait, she
wore black with s great hoop
skirt; black relieved only by the
jade of her long earrings, and the
jade and gold brooch at the V of
her gown.
"It is very kind of you to see
me," Lora faltered, sensing for the
first time that there might be effrontery 
in her appearance here.
It Wade brooked no friendship
with the Channing household, it
was equally possible that Mrs.
Channing bore him a similar illwill. 

"I will tell you at once why I'm
here,' Lola said. "I would like
very much to purchase one of your
puppies I want It for Jemmy Tyler." 

A hint of surprise flickered
across Mrs Channing' s face, and
their was a barely perceptible
softening to amusement of her full
red mouth.
I will gladly give you your
choice of a puppy if you can make
Amanda Tyler accept it in her
household," said Mrs. Channing directly. 

Lora raised her chin ever so
slightly. "I see no reason why she
should not accept it."
The woman in the chair opposite
relaxed against its back and her
slaughter was sudden and rich and
unrestrained. Morgan Channing
did not laugh like a well-bred lady
and Lora was relieved at the
sound.
"I'll confess that I didn't expect
to like you," Mrs. Channing said
"But I think I'm going to."
Lora's look must have been one
of inquiry because Mrs. Channing
smiled wrily and went on:
"How does Wade feel about this
fighting, now that he's had a taste
of it himself?" Mrs. Channing
asked.
"He hates it, too." Lora said
Mrs. Chinning, as a near neighbor
if not a friend, probably knew well
enough that Wade had gone to war
driven by the pain of his wife's
death. He had not wanted to light,
but only to escape—perhaps even
in death itself.
Mrs Channing nodded sympa
thetically. 
"There are many of us
here in the north who are bitterly,
opposed to the war. We feel it
should never have been fought and
that the sooner it is stopped the
better for our country as a whole."
"But how can it be stopped?"
Lora asked. "It's too late now."
The other woman was silent for
a long moment. Then she shrugged,
"Let's not talk about gloomy
things. Tell me, how do you like
Staten Island? Has Wade taken
you to any parties yet? There's
quite a social life here, you know."
Lora sipped her tea and spoke
readily of the inconsequential.
After the stiff meals at the Tyler 
house it was a relief not to
guard her tongue. She had, of
course, seen little of the island,
she explained, but the prospect of
a social life sounded like fun. She
hoped Wade would be willing to
enter into it.
"He was gay enough in the old
days," Mrs. Channing said thoughtfully. 

"Then you've known him for
long while?"
Again there was a flicker of surprise 
across the moody face. "All
my life And I can assure you that
once he is out from under his
mothers wing he is popular
enough. Especially with the ladies."
Was there a faint scratch behind
her words? Lora was not sure,
At any rate, time was flying and
she did not dare stay away too
long. At soon as she could manage
it courteously she said she must
go. and Mrs. Channing rose to accompany 
her to the door.
"Then I may really have one of
the puppies?" Lora asked. "Of
course, I wouldn't want to take it
now. But perhaps you could instruct 
your gardener to Bring it
down to our house Christmas
morning?"
Mrs. Channing's hand paused
within reach of the crystal doorknob. 
"My gardener?"
Lora was puzzled. "The man
they call Ambrose is your gardener, 
isn't he? I spoke to him down
by the gale as I came in."
"Gardener? I—suppose he is."
Mrs. Channing let her hand drop
to her side, and now there was
wry amusement in her eyes. "How
like the Tylers not to inform you
about such things! He is also my
father."
Lora could only stare. "But he—
he called you Mrs. Channing most
respectfully."
"He likes his little joke," the
other woman told her drily "In
return. I call him Ambrose, and
our masquerade serves me nicely
at times. It saves me embarrassment 
with guests, since he prefers
to remain what he has always been
—a gardener."


Diggs Panorama

the U.S. Supreme Court, Henry
Ford II, to Nobel prize winner Dr.
Ralph Bunche AFL-CIO Vice president, 
Walter Reuther and A Philip
Randolph, Branch Rickey, Jackie
Robinson, Gen B. O. Davis, Jr., and
host of other prominent Americans
from all fields of endeavor.
Hell see his people entertained by
the great Duke Ellington, with no
peer in American Music; Mahalia
Jackson, singer of unequalled songs
of worship; Dizzy Gillespie, the
usher of a new jazz era; Sarah Lou
Harris.; America"s top Negro model
Phillippa Schuyler, a child protege
now an adult genius at the Keyboard; 
film actor Frank Silvera, the
Ralph Bunche of the theater whose
major parts in pictures and legitimate 
stage include all races and
nationalities while it is generally
known that he Is a proud Negro and
many more starts of stage, screen
TV and radio.
There will be a 200 voice choir
and a symphonic or ochestra under
the baton of Maurice King, who
composed the score of achievement
especially for the Panorama.
The "old man" got Powell Lindsay 
dean of contemporary' Negro
theatrical producers to write, direct
and produce the spectacular. The
famous Willie Bryant will narrate
the moving history of black glory.
The "old man" even remembered
the very young, thus on June 29,
it the Michigan State Fair Grounds
Diggs Metro-youth Day will see
the kiddies stuffed with pop, hot
dogs and entertainment galore.
It will all be free.
The "old man's" stroke of last
yeaars has curtailed his movement,
somewhae but his optimism and
enthusiasm are boundless,. Sure
he's working toohard, but you can't
tell him that.
You see, there's a new twinkle in
he "old man's eyes and an old
dream is about to reach fruition.

12,000 Colored

at a cost of $200,000. The seven
buildings can house 200 youths at a
time.
Florida uses a Government facility 
near Ocala for its club camp
Nearly 700 boys and girls are expected 
to camp this summer.
All the other Southern States, except 
Delaware and Missouri, hold
one week encampments at one of
the State-supported colleges. These
other States are Alabama. Arkansas,
Kentucky. Maryland, Oaklahoma,
Tennessee, and Virginia.

Arkansas Town

regard to race or color.
The following year, new pupils in
the first grade would be integrated
and the program begun the year before 
would be continued in the second 
grade.
The term beginning in September,
1957, was suggested as a starting
time.
Fort Smith school board officials
took the report under advisement
and said it would hold public hearing 
on it.