Memphis World
Memphis World Publishing Co.
1955-01-04
Mrs. Rosa Brown Bracy

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Polio Hitting More Adults
Use of the term "infantile-paralysis" to describe the disease
of poliomyelitis has become a misnomer In recent years as increaseing 
numbers of adults are felled by the disease. This is revealed
in the report of a survey conducted by the Notional Foundation for
infantile Paralysis.
And the sad fact is that adults are more likely to be stricken
by the more serious forms of polio. Bulbar cases are fairly common 
among adult polio patients. They are more likely than children 
to require respiratory aids such as iron lungs, according to
the survey. Today more than one out of five diagnosed polio
cases occur among people 20 years of age or over. More than
one out of every five deaths from polio occur in the same age
group.
The tragedy of this is readily apparent. The family breadwinner 
or mother of small children may become a polio victim
with disturbing consequences for the family group and the community 
as a whole. March of Dimes aid to minimize this shock
and dislocation, is available for any and all polio patients who
need it, regardless of age, the report said.
March of Dimes funds pay hospital and other bills, provide
post-hospital treatment and help polio patients rebuild their lives
to become productive, useful citizens.

Gearing For A Year Of Decision
One does not have to enter the field of prophesy to envision
that the year just coming in will be one of decision in prominence
over many decades. It promises the unfolding of many events of
importance left at the threshold of the old year, that cannot long
hold their status quo. Their gravity would not suggest that they
can long remain in a state of suspended animation. Therefore, the
people, the country and the world at large must be tempered and
geared for the eventualities that are bound to come as normal
sequences.
At the close of the year, it is apparent that the question of
German rearmament as relates to the French government took
the spotlight. The closeness of the vote bolstered by the influence
of Mendes-France, was not too comfortable. It would seem therefore 
that even in this victory, there is left a question as to whether
the matter is satisfactorily settled.
At any rate, peace is still in the bidding and there is left a
thread of hope on which to hang.
President Eisenhower still maintains that popularity which
makes him a general choice of the nation, embodying that con- fidence which underwrites the security of the nation and its oneness 
in course and purpose. In that the American people are
fully conscious that we must stand, one for all, and all for one.
Principle must be placed above party and as Lincoln, said long
ago — "The country must first be preserved."
On May 17th, the Supreme Court handed down one of the
most important decisions touching our people since the Dred Scott
Case. It held in the school suit that segregation in the public
schools is unconstitutional. The court set a date for hearing argument 
from the states involved and what not, as "friends of the
court."
The hearing has moved up from December 6th, to an unannounced 
date. That date will be shortly forthcoming.
Some of the states filed their briefs while others did not.
There have been many and varied opinions as to the constitutionality 
of this move and it remains to be seen how the plan
will fare when its implementation becomes "necessary."
Up to the last state election there appeared o wave of intense 
interest on the part of our people in voting. In some quarters
the old vote challenger practice was revived and some of our
 saw their names wiped from the registration lists. However, 
the spirit of registration war undaunted and on other fronts
there was great vigor on the part of our citizens in both voting and
campaigning. This must continue If we would come into the full
realization of first-class citizenship.
Beginning with the new year, it is therefore hoped that there
will be no let up in registering. In giving in taxes, one should inquire 
as to whether his name is oh thelist, and those who have
not registered must see to it that this is done.
Let us therefore take new courage and confidence in ourselves 
with a new determination to reduce prejudice and its
counterpart of race-baiting by public officials, letting nothing
thwart the course to our objective so essential to the full enjoyment
of the rights enjoined upon citizens.
The New Year should find us with that resolution that we
spring into full action our move for the unregistered to register to
vote and those who are in doubt as to their registration to investigate 
in time in order to be able and in line for such political action
as the time and the issues might warrant.
Yes, gear for a New Year and a new era.

MY WEEKLY
SERMON
REV. BLAIR T. HUNT,
PASTOR
MISSISSIPPI BLVD. CHRISTIAN
CHURCH, MEMPHIS
Among scenes most scared and
open an occasion for ever memble 
Jesus spoke the words of
this text. Jesus is now ready to ascend 
to the Father. His ministry
in the flesh was at an end.
Pa with the Holy Spirit,
in possession of the truth with
great facts to believed, promises
to be enjoyed and penalties to be
avoided, the disciples of Jesus
Christ.
With us disciples of Jesus today
traveling the steep ascent to Heaven
we too have the abiding promise
at the ever lasting presence of
Christ Jesus. If we trust and obey
we climb the rugged heights of life
not alone, but in Christ's strength
and  by the Holy Spirit.
We  make it alone the road
 too rough, too rocky
 with


last slope of life the strong hands
of Jesus will be beneath our armpits 
to help us vore the further
slope.
Let me relate the story of a
mountain climber by the name of
Captain Jim as related by Dr.
Johnson of St. Louis. Captain came
one evening to the halfway house
on Mount Jung Frau. He was to
spend the night there that he might
start for the top of the mountain
in the early morning. The halfway
house was kept by a little huchback, 
called "Hunche." That night
as they sat around the fire, Captain 
Jim said, "Hunchie have you
ever been to the top of Jung
Frau?" and Hunchie said, "No, you
know in my condition I can't possibly 
climb mountains. Captain Jim
said; "Of course you can, be ready
to the morning and you shall go
to the top with us."
That night, little Hunchie could
not sleeps He tossed all night long
over the trill of being able, per 
to climb the mountain 


"Captain Jim. I don't think I had
better go you know my condition.
I can't climb the mountain," Captain. 
Jim talked him out of it as
they made their start, what a thrill
it was to this little hunch-back.
When they were about halfway up,
Hunchie, was breathing hard and
stopped and said, "Captain Jim, I
simply can't go farther." Captain
Jim said: "Of course, Hunchie, you
can climb and you are going to the
top." And this time as they started, 
Captain Jim put his hands under 
the armpits of little Hunchie,
and as they came to the rough
places to help him over them,
until finally breathing hard, they
reached the top. Hunchie took one
glance at the horizon and then fell
on his knees and threw his arms
around the legs of Captain Jim and
said, "Captain Jim, if it hadn't been
for you I couldn't have made it.
As we climb through peril, toll
and pain e Christians have the
abiding presence of Jesus Christ
guided by the Holy Spirit. We will
be lifted over the hard places for
underneath us are His everlasting
arms. When we reach the top and
touch Heaven like little Hunchie
we will throw ourselves at the feet
of the Captain of our salvation and
exclaim, "Dear Jesus, if it hadn't
been for you I couldn't have made
it."

AN EVER PRESENT HELP
TEXT: "Lo, I am with you al-
ways, even to the end of the world."
—Matt. 28:10.
REV. BLAIR T. HUNT,
PASTOR
MISSISSIPPI BLVD. CHRISTIAN
CHURCH, MEMPHIS
Among scenes most scared and
open an occasion for ever memble 
Jesus spoke the words of
this text. Jesus is now ready to ascend 
to the Father. His ministry
in the flesh was at an end.
Pa with the Holy Spirit,
in possession of the truth with
great facts to believed, promises
to be enjoyed and penalties to be
avoided, the disciples of Jesus
Christ.
With us disciples of Jesus today
traveling the steep ascent to Heaven
we too have the abiding promise
at the ever lasting presence of
Christ Jesus. If we trust and obey
we climb the rugged heights of life
not alone, but in Christ's strength
and  by the Holy Spirit.
We  make it alone the road
 too rough, too rocky
 with


last slope of life the strong hands
of Jesus will be beneath our armpits 
to help us vore the further
slope.
Let me relate the story of a
mountain climber by the name of
Captain Jim as related by Dr.
Johnson of St. Louis. Captain came
one evening to the halfway house
on Mount Jung Frau. He was to
spend the night there that he might
start for the top of the mountain
in the early morning. The halfway
house was kept by a little huchback, 
called "Hunche." That night
as they sat around the fire, Captain 
Jim said, "Hunchie have you
ever been to the top of Jung
Frau?" and Hunchie said, "No, you
know in my condition I can't possibly 
climb mountains. Captain Jim
said; "Of course you can, be ready
to the morning and you shall go
to the top with us."
That night, little Hunchie could
not sleeps He tossed all night long
over the trill of being able, per 
to climb the mountain 


"Captain Jim. I don't think I had
better go you know my condition.
I can't climb the mountain," Captain. 
Jim talked him out of it as
they made their start, what a thrill
it was to this little hunch-back.
When they were about halfway up,
Hunchie, was breathing hard and
stopped and said, "Captain Jim, I
simply can't go farther." Captain
Jim said: "Of course, Hunchie, you
can climb and you are going to the
top." And this time as they started, 
Captain Jim put his hands under 
the armpits of little Hunchie,
and as they came to the rough
places to help him over them,
until finally breathing hard, they
reached the top. Hunchie took one
glance at the horizon and then fell
on his knees and threw his arms
around the legs of Captain Jim and
said, "Captain Jim, if it hadn't been
for you I couldn't have made it.
As we climb through peril, toll
and pain e Christians have the
abiding presence of Jesus Christ
guided by the Holy Spirit. We will
be lifted over the hard places for
underneath us are His everlasting
arms. When we reach the top and
touch Heaven like little Hunchie
we will throw ourselves at the feet
of the Captain of our salvation and
exclaim, "Dear Jesus, if it hadn't
been for you I couldn't have made
it."

Judge Studies

school."
Mr. Upp testified, however, that
"the zones were based on an effort
to keep the children in the same
schools they have attended and avoid 
overcrowded conditions until
the new buildings are finished."
He called the zoning a matter of
"temporary segregation" but reiterated 
that his aim was integration. 

Judge Druffel, over NAACP objections, 
brought out the fact that
Lincoln School was set afire lastJuly. 

Philip Partridge, former Highland 
County, engineer, has been
convicted in that case He said he
started the fire because he was
opposed to segregation.
Dr. R. F. Campbell, professor of
education at Ohio State University, 
testified that a survey be made
of the school zones indicated to
him that the Lincoln zones were
drawn to include only colored residential 
districts.
In her closing argument, Mrs.
Motley contended that the zoning
"operates clearly In violation of
the rights secured to these plaintiffs 
by the Federal Constitution."
Referring to the board's plans
for integration, Judge Druffel remarked: 

"It seems to me this board has
inherited a condition that has existed 
since the Civil War.
"They recognize segregation to
be unlawful. They are building
schools to meet the situation. Are
not they entitled to any credit for
their efforts to ry to relieve the
situation."

GOP Party

crats."
Mr. Howard said the present
move to shake up the party in the
South is a "phony" one "to get and
keep control of the patronage, and,
the administration will soon find
this to be the case."
He indicated that he will not be
unseated without a battle. He said
he is supporting the Eisenhower
Administration "100 per cent" but
regarded it as his duty to reveal
that "the proponents of the idea
of reorganization are no more nor
less than Political charlatans."
The chief complaint of Eisenhower 
headers is that the Southern 
Republicans have not tried to
build a large organization. It is
asserted that these leaders preferred 
a smaller group that they could
control so that every four years
they would be certain to deminating 
the delegations to the national
convention.
Commenting upon this, Mr. Howard 
declared that the Democrats
of the South are never going to
join the Republican party. "They
will vote for a Republican candidate 
and not for our candidate,"
he said.
In addition to the patronage
question, Mr. Howard charged another 
motive of those who are proposing 
reorganization is "to get rid
of any influence colored. Republicans 
may have.
"If the time ever comes for a
real party reorganization in the
South, it will be the opportunitists
or the trimmers who are talking
now.
"As long as there is some patronage 
to be given out, you will hear
these threats and propositions to
reorganize the party."

PREFER SMALLER GROUP

crats."
Mr. Howard said the present
move to shake up the party in the
South is a "phony" one "to get and
keep control of the patronage, and,
the administration will soon find
this to be the case."
He indicated that he will not be
unseated without a battle. He said
he is supporting the Eisenhower
Administration "100 per cent" but
regarded it as his duty to reveal
that "the proponents of the idea
of reorganization are no more nor
less than Political charlatans."
The chief complaint of Eisenhower 
headers is that the Southern 
Republicans have not tried to
build a large organization. It is
asserted that these leaders preferred 
a smaller group that they could
control so that every four years
they would be certain to deminating 
the delegations to the national
convention.
Commenting upon this, Mr. Howard 
declared that the Democrats
of the South are never going to
join the Republican party. "They
will vote for a Republican candidate 
and not for our candidate,"
he said.
In addition to the patronage
question, Mr. Howard charged another 
motive of those who are proposing 
reorganization is "to get rid
of any influence colored. Republicans 
may have.
"If the time ever comes for a
real party reorganization in the
South, it will be the opportunitists
or the trimmers who are talking
now.
"As long as there is some patronage 
to be given out, you will hear
these threats and propositions to
reorganize the party."

GET RID OF NEGRO TOP

crats."
Mr. Howard said the present
move to shake up the party in the
South is a "phony" one "to get and
keep control of the patronage, and,
the administration will soon find
this to be the case."
He indicated that he will not be
unseated without a battle. He said
he is supporting the Eisenhower
Administration "100 per cent" but
regarded it as his duty to reveal
that "the proponents of the idea
of reorganization are no more nor
less than Political charlatans."
The chief complaint of Eisenhower 
headers is that the Southern 
Republicans have not tried to
build a large organization. It is
asserted that these leaders preferred 
a smaller group that they could
control so that every four years
they would be certain to deminating 
the delegations to the national
convention.
Commenting upon this, Mr. Howard 
declared that the Democrats
of the South are never going to
join the Republican party. "They
will vote for a Republican candidate 
and not for our candidate,"
he said.
In addition to the patronage
question, Mr. Howard charged another 
motive of those who are proposing 
reorganization is "to get rid
of any influence colored. Republicans 
may have.
"If the time ever comes for a
real party reorganization in the
South, it will be the opportunitists
or the trimmers who are talking
now.
"As long as there is some patronage 
to be given out, you will hear
these threats and propositions to
reorganize the party."

Wage Boost


The president had promised previously 
that the minimum wage forfirms 
involved in Interstate commerce 
would be increased when an
expanding economy was able to absorb 
higher wage scales.
Strongest economic impact of the
boost would be in the south, where
wage scales are generally lower
than in other areas of the country. 

Labor secretary James P. Mitchell
publicily advocated raising the minimum 
wage last year, but the president 
advised caution until the
nation's economy was ready.

Dewavne Lofton Returns
To Univ. Of Detroit
8DeWayne Lofton, son of Mack
Lofton of 280 N. Dunlap, and a forer 
top scholar at St. Augustine
School left over the weekend re 
Mi where he
is  for  at the  of


pediatrician.
Lofton upon graduation from
St. Augustine last June, was awarded 
scholarships to Lincoln
University (Pa.) and LeMoyne College, 
but chose the University of
Detroit because of the medical
course offered.
While home he entertained his
friends and former schoolmates
with a Christmas buffet luncheon.

 Taming  Carney Wilde
by BART SPICER


I STOPPED at the purser's office. 
Inside Mr. Grenier sat at his
ornate desk, late sunlight making
a halo of his pale hair.
"Russell asked me to wait for
him here." I said.
"Of course," Grenier smiled. He
rose, indicated a chair and politely
waited for me to sit down.
"Hope I'm hot interrupting anything," 
I said. "I could just as
easily wait in my room."
"Nov no. Not at all, Mr. Wilde.
in fact I'm pleased to have an
opportunity to speak to you. Confindentially 
as it were. You've seen
our little family here at its worst,
Mr. Wilde. It happened that I had
a long talk with Mr. Russell this
afternoon. He explained a number
of things to me. All of which compels 
me in decency and candor to
extend my sincere apology for the
discomforts caused you by officers
of this boat It is shameful."
"Nothing that's happened calls
for anything like that," I said in
an embarrassed tone. "Let's forget 
it."
"It you don't mind, sir," Grenier
said, "I'll just glance through these
menus for approval before I forget. 
The  will need them soon.
There is Mark Twa on the stand
beside you And several magazines
of merit on chat table."
He burrowed into a stack of
papers and I stared out the window 
at nothing trying to wait
patiently. I made a mental bet
with myself on which person would
duck Ellen's camera. I was willing
to back it with solid cash. It
wasn't nard to guess.
The boat came to life with a
sudden wrring noise. The big engmes 
turned over, the paddlewheel
lurched and rocked for a moment
and then settled down to a steady
surge. We backed out the wheel
was reversed and we began the
last lap of the cruise to New Or
leans, I picked tip Mark Twain
and cracked it to the appendix
where, he told of the disaster that
hit the bayou country in 1882. It
was ghastly reading but it suited
my mood just then.
I was ready to pound the table
with impatience by the time Ellen
and Russell came into the office.
Ellen sank immediately into a
Chair. She sighed deeply and
smiled a wavery smile for me.
Russell dropped her camera case
on the floor and sat heavily.
"What a mess." he snarled.
"Never again, so help me. Ellen,
is your job always that bad?".
Ellen shook her head wearily.
"I've never known anything quite
like that," she said.
Mr. Grenier came around the

desk with a sheet of papers in
his hands. He bowed ceremoniousiy 
to Ellen and excused himself.
Russell said: "Nearly everybody
wanted a picture taken. Word has
got around that Ellen is a real
live professional and her pictures
are going to be in Vacation."
Ellen said: "I took 24 pictures.
That's all the bulbs I had. How
many was the captain in, Russell?"
"Twenty four," Russell growled.
"So the captain is eliminated,"
I said.
"Doc Riggs held the reflector
for me," Ellen said. "He said he
would have to shave before be
would permit his picture to be
taken. Mr. Ed. Boltinck dropped
but of the one we arranged for
him. He wanted to go get the
missus. He and Bebe got back just
as I used the last bulb."
"And Dr. Dunbar just flatly refused," 
Russell added "Two solid
hours down there and what answer 
did we get for you, Wilde."
I said: "you got, just what I
wanted, I know who slugged Russell." 

"Who?" Ellen asked.
"Intuition, Wilde?' Russell
asked.
"The boat's moving," I said. '
"What do we do with this guy
until we gel to New Orleans? You
don't have a brig on the boat, do
you?"
"No," Russell shook his head.
"No brig No way to restrain him
snort of docking at a town and
getting the police. And Jecoe
would resign before he'd make an
unscheduled stop."
"So what do we do?"
"Carney,'' Ellen yanked  my
hand; "Aren't you even going to
tell us who it is?"
I said "We'll have to pretend
we don't suspect a thing. Can you
do that? It you have to eat at the
same table make small chatter,
maybe dance with him? Do you
really want to know? Or would
you rather wait till New Orleans
and have me tell you when we're
ready to pick him up?"
Russell kept quiet. He knew the
question was strictly for Ellen.
"All right, Carney," she said.
There was no trace of a question.
"Come get me in halt an hour."
She touched me lightly on the
cheek and then left. When the
door closed, Russell said: You
want to tell me, Wilde? I can
keep it to myself, but don't tell
me unless you want to."
"Boltinck," I said with no hesitation. 
"You must have suspected
yourself."
Russell shook his head soberly
"No. So help me, no. I was figuring 
Doc Riggs."
"Doe's a phony," I said. "But
not that kind. I prowled his cabin.
Doc is Dr. Joseph Riggs Treadway, 
a big wheel in the folklore
business, I guess he gets a bang
out or playing the con-man and
all-round scoundrel when he takes
a vacation. Naturally, he wouldn't
dare nave a picture taken with
the wrong name on it. That would
give rise, to all kinds of embarrassing 
questions. No, you can forget 
Doc Riggs."
"Good heavens!" Russell said
softly. "When you can't believe in
a nice honest crook like Doc, you
can't believe in anything."
"You can believe him," I insisted. 
"That's the best performance 
you'll ever see. Doc's twice
as good as the real thing. An
honest-to-joe reformed con-man
would be full of simpering refinements." 

Russell said: "You are very sure,
aren't you? You never even considered 
whether Dr. Dunbar might
be a fraud too. You knew it was
Boltinck before we came in here,
didn't you? How?"
"I guessed it," I said. "I just
had to be sure he was among the
ones who ducked the camera. Then
I was sure. There are a lot of
things to point to him. His clothes
for one thing. They are just too
good. And his watch and everything 
he wears. And he's playing
a part too but not as well as Doc
Riggs played his. Boltinck started
out being the queasy gentleman
of delicate tastes and wound up
the uff, hearty, cigar-smoking
man of business, blunt and to-thepoint. 
And he said something at
the table today that made me
think about him. Now I can see
it was a dead giveaway. He said
your getting nit on the head was
some price to pay for razor
blades, didn't he? But I picked up
those blades when I found you, and
before I called anyone. So the
only person who knew anything
about them was the guy who
sapped you He saw them on the
floor of my cabin when you
dropped them. Unless—you didn't
mention them to anyone, did you?"
Russell' shook his head.
"And how that if is obvious,
you'll have to pretend you don't
suspect a thing. Treat him just as
you always have, not one bit different. 
I want him nice and calm
so I can pick him up tomorrow
and squeeze him a bit before I
heave him into jail."
Russell said: "I'd like a talk
with Mr. Boltinck, too. A private
talk." His fingers touched the
bandage his head.


CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
by BART SPICER


I STOPPED at the purser's office. 
Inside Mr. Grenier sat at his
ornate desk, late sunlight making
a halo of his pale hair.
"Russell asked me to wait for
him here." I said.
"Of course," Grenier smiled. He
rose, indicated a chair and politely
waited for me to sit down.
"Hope I'm hot interrupting anything," 
I said. "I could just as
easily wait in my room."
"Nov no. Not at all, Mr. Wilde.
in fact I'm pleased to have an
opportunity to speak to you. Confindentially 
as it were. You've seen
our little family here at its worst,
Mr. Wilde. It happened that I had
a long talk with Mr. Russell this
afternoon. He explained a number
of things to me. All of which compels 
me in decency and candor to
extend my sincere apology for the
discomforts caused you by officers
of this boat It is shameful."
"Nothing that's happened calls
for anything like that," I said in
an embarrassed tone. "Let's forget 
it."
"It you don't mind, sir," Grenier
said, "I'll just glance through these
menus for approval before I forget. 
The  will need them soon.
There is Mark Twa on the stand
beside you And several magazines
of merit on chat table."
He burrowed into a stack of
papers and I stared out the window 
at nothing trying to wait
patiently. I made a mental bet
with myself on which person would
duck Ellen's camera. I was willing
to back it with solid cash. It
wasn't nard to guess.
The boat came to life with a
sudden wrring noise. The big engmes 
turned over, the paddlewheel
lurched and rocked for a moment
and then settled down to a steady
surge. We backed out the wheel
was reversed and we began the
last lap of the cruise to New Or
leans, I picked tip Mark Twain
and cracked it to the appendix
where, he told of the disaster that
hit the bayou country in 1882. It
was ghastly reading but it suited
my mood just then.
I was ready to pound the table
with impatience by the time Ellen
and Russell came into the office.
Ellen sank immediately into a
Chair. She sighed deeply and
smiled a wavery smile for me.
Russell dropped her camera case
on the floor and sat heavily.
"What a mess." he snarled.
"Never again, so help me. Ellen,
is your job always that bad?".
Ellen shook her head wearily.
"I've never known anything quite
like that," she said.
Mr. Grenier came around the

desk with a sheet of papers in
his hands. He bowed ceremoniousiy 
to Ellen and excused himself.
Russell said: "Nearly everybody
wanted a picture taken. Word has
got around that Ellen is a real
live professional and her pictures
are going to be in Vacation."
Ellen said: "I took 24 pictures.
That's all the bulbs I had. How
many was the captain in, Russell?"
"Twenty four," Russell growled.
"So the captain is eliminated,"
I said.
"Doc Riggs held the reflector
for me," Ellen said. "He said he
would have to shave before be
would permit his picture to be
taken. Mr. Ed. Boltinck dropped
but of the one we arranged for
him. He wanted to go get the
missus. He and Bebe got back just
as I used the last bulb."
"And Dr. Dunbar just flatly refused," 
Russell added "Two solid
hours down there and what answer 
did we get for you, Wilde."
I said: "you got, just what I
wanted, I know who slugged Russell." 

"Who?" Ellen asked.
"Intuition, Wilde?' Russell
asked.
"The boat's moving," I said. '
"What do we do with this guy
until we gel to New Orleans? You
don't have a brig on the boat, do
you?"
"No," Russell shook his head.
"No brig No way to restrain him
snort of docking at a town and
getting the police. And Jecoe
would resign before he'd make an
unscheduled stop."
"So what do we do?"
"Carney,'' Ellen yanked  my
hand; "Aren't you even going to
tell us who it is?"
I said "We'll have to pretend
we don't suspect a thing. Can you
do that? It you have to eat at the
same table make small chatter,
maybe dance with him? Do you
really want to know? Or would
you rather wait till New Orleans
and have me tell you when we're
ready to pick him up?"
Russell kept quiet. He knew the
question was strictly for Ellen.
"All right, Carney," she said.
There was no trace of a question.
"Come get me in halt an hour."
She touched me lightly on the
cheek and then left. When the
door closed, Russell said: You
want to tell me, Wilde? I can
keep it to myself, but don't tell
me unless you want to."
"Boltinck," I said with no hesitation. 
"You must have suspected
yourself."
Russell shook his head soberly
"No. So help me, no. I was figuring 
Doc Riggs."
"Doe's a phony," I said. "But
not that kind. I prowled his cabin.
Doc is Dr. Joseph Riggs Treadway, 
a big wheel in the folklore
business, I guess he gets a bang
out or playing the con-man and
all-round scoundrel when he takes
a vacation. Naturally, he wouldn't
dare nave a picture taken with
the wrong name on it. That would
give rise, to all kinds of embarrassing 
questions. No, you can forget 
Doc Riggs."
"Good heavens!" Russell said
softly. "When you can't believe in
a nice honest crook like Doc, you
can't believe in anything."
"You can believe him," I insisted. 
"That's the best performance 
you'll ever see. Doc's twice
as good as the real thing. An
honest-to-joe reformed con-man
would be full of simpering refinements." 

Russell said: "You are very sure,
aren't you? You never even considered 
whether Dr. Dunbar might
be a fraud too. You knew it was
Boltinck before we came in here,
didn't you? How?"
"I guessed it," I said. "I just
had to be sure he was among the
ones who ducked the camera. Then
I was sure. There are a lot of
things to point to him. His clothes
for one thing. They are just too
good. And his watch and everything 
he wears. And he's playing
a part too but not as well as Doc
Riggs played his. Boltinck started
out being the queasy gentleman
of delicate tastes and wound up
the uff, hearty, cigar-smoking
man of business, blunt and to-thepoint. 
And he said something at
the table today that made me
think about him. Now I can see
it was a dead giveaway. He said
your getting nit on the head was
some price to pay for razor
blades, didn't he? But I picked up
those blades when I found you, and
before I called anyone. So the
only person who knew anything
about them was the guy who
sapped you He saw them on the
floor of my cabin when you
dropped them. Unless—you didn't
mention them to anyone, did you?"
Russell' shook his head.
"And how that if is obvious,
you'll have to pretend you don't
suspect a thing. Treat him just as
you always have, not one bit different. 
I want him nice and calm
so I can pick him up tomorrow
and squeeze him a bit before I
heave him into jail."
Russell said: "I'd like a talk
with Mr. Boltinck, too. A private
talk." His fingers touched the
bandage his head.


Gay Party Results In Fines
For 18 Females Attired Men
Some 18 men, some in female attire, 
were picked up by police late
Thursday night when police raided
an "off color" party given in a
Beale Avenue cafe. The men were
fined $77 each or work the fine out
in the Shelby County Penal Farm.
The raid occurred at a thank
you for your patronage" party given 
by the cafe operator for the
individuals who frequent the establishment. 
It has been reported
that these parties have been given
for the past seven years and this
was the first time one had been
raided.
It was alleged that some of the
men arrested were wearing lipstick
and some completely dressed in
feminine attire. The cafe owner allegedly 
tried to get his customers

out the prev day, but was rebuffed
when confronted by the fines for
each individual booked.
It was reported that only one
of the 18 was able to pay his fine
and the remainder will serve time
on the penal farm which some
members of the set refer to as the
"dc:temporal"

THE AMERICAN WAY

1955
MOST
OF US


Teenage Group Gives
Few Year Eye Party
A Group of clean fun-loving
youngsters convened. Friday night
at the home of Loretta White of
1500 S. Montgomery in a New
Year's Eve party commencing at
7:30 p. m.
Party planners included Juanita
Jones, William Massey, Mildred
Bailey, Barbara Jeans, Leon Alston, 
Minnie Dailey, Walter Grady,
Miss White and Charlene Brown.

NAACP Chief

Atlanta" the final battle is won.
1955 AIMS






The speaker declared that each
locality had to take the results of
the May 17 decision and apply it
as needed to a special place.
He told of the continued fight of
NAACP leaders in Mississippi, and
how they can no longer get any
credit, and foreclosures are dally
being made against them in all
forms, to the extent that intervention 
by the president is being
sought.
And, yet, he said they and the
people in South Carolina, with the
lowest per capita income among
Negroes are fighting strongly.
"You're going to have to push
your own case," Marshall declared.
"You will never get into the University 
of Georgia" or Atlanta schools
unless more and more legalized
pressure is exerted. The decision,
he said, is simply a starting point
to work from.
He told of new and scientific methods 
being employed in various
places to meet needs of the NAACP
and debunked the declaration of a
Southern governor who had declared 
that 98 per cent of the Negroes
in Georgia want segregation.
"Why," asked Marshall, "wouldn't
someone call him up and tell him
to come to this meeting and see?"
"If this were true," he said, "they
don't need segregation laws, yet they
keep bushing to get them on
paper."
There are but two types of states,
the speaker said: 1. The ones the
people run; and 2. The ones run by
a few politicians.
"Georgia is in the latter group,"
Marshall said, "bur it is just a matter 
of time."
"I think its about time," he said,
"for Negroes to apply to the University 
of Georgia and find out why
we can't get in."

WILL HAVE TO PUSH

Atlanta" the final battle is won.
1955 AIMS






The speaker declared that each
locality had to take the results of
the May 17 decision and apply it
as needed to a special place.
He told of the continued fight of
NAACP leaders in Mississippi, and
how they can no longer get any
credit, and foreclosures are dally
being made against them in all
forms, to the extent that intervention 
by the president is being
sought.
And, yet, he said they and the
people in South Carolina, with the
lowest per capita income among
Negroes are fighting strongly.
"You're going to have to push
your own case," Marshall declared.
"You will never get into the University 
of Georgia" or Atlanta schools
unless more and more legalized
pressure is exerted. The decision,
he said, is simply a starting point
to work from.
He told of new and scientific methods 
being employed in various
places to meet needs of the NAACP
and debunked the declaration of a
Southern governor who had declared 
that 98 per cent of the Negroes
in Georgia want segregation.
"Why," asked Marshall, "wouldn't
someone call him up and tell him
to come to this meeting and see?"
"If this were true," he said, "they
don't need segregation laws, yet they
keep bushing to get them on
paper."
There are but two types of states,
the speaker said: 1. The ones the
people run; and 2. The ones run by
a few politicians.
"Georgia is in the latter group,"
Marshall said, "bur it is just a matter 
of time."
"I think its about time," he said,
"for Negroes to apply to the University 
of Georgia and find out why
we can't get in."

Sfc. Thos. E. Davis
Off To Ft. Harrison
Recruiting School
Sergeant First Class Thomas Elmer 
Davis, the only Negro assigned
to the six-man Memphis area
Army-Air Force recruiting team, is
to report the latter part of this
week at Fort Benjamin Harrison,
Ind., to attend the recruiting school
there.
Sfc. Davis, who in May, 1955, received 
his Memphis assignment,
will attend school at least 24 days
while he learns the services' latest 
techniques in recruiting salesmanship. 
He will return to Memphis 
upon completion of the course.

Coop Thrift Club
In Post Yule Affair
The Cooperative Neighbbrhood
and Thrift Club held a post Christmas 
party last Monday at the home
of its president, Mrs. Maggie Lynom 
of 826 Mississippi Boulevard.
Miss Louise Lynom was mistress
of  of the program which
featured  Brown, musical

background for the chant; Raychelle 
Carhee, reading; instrumental 
solo, Miss Sammie Lynom; Clarence 
Carhee, solo; Joyce Ann Lynom, 
reading and duet by Clatence 
and Winston Carhee.
Annie E. Mitchell is club sponsor. 


SGT. ABRAHAM E. FOOTE, JR.
TOP ARMY RECRUITER —
Sgt.
Abraham E. Foote Jr. of Clarksville,
Tenn., recently won honors as the
Outstanding recruiter for one month
in the 13-state Fifth Army area. He
is assigned to the Chicago Recruiting 
Main Station. His father owns
the, Foote Hatters Store at 1000
Franklin Street in Clarksville.
Sergeant Foote wears the Silver
Star, the Bronze Star Medal for
heroism, the Purple Heart with two
Oak Leaf Clusters and the Combat
Infantryman Badge. He entered the
Army in 1942 and served in the
Pacific during World War II and
in the Korean conflict. He has been
at the Chicago recruiting station
since February 1952. Sergeant Foote
lives with his wife at 6529 S. Kimbark 
Avenue, Chicago."
— (U. S.
Army Photo)

The Year's


DECEMBER ... Football again
moved to the front page in early
December when the Melrose grid
team ventured to Nashville where
they defeated eastern district titlist 
Burt High of Clarksville 34 to
13 to annex their second consecutive 
state football championship
title ... Speaking at the Security 
Financial Institution's second
annual banquet Atty. J. F. Estes
rapped the proposed plan for zoning 
all property within the city
limits, pointing out that, no predominantly 
Negro area was listed
in the too two residential areas
R-l and R-2 ... Sparked by an
address by Mayor Tobey, Memphis
pastors, milled in support of the
Collins Chapel Hospital Equipment
Fund Drive by pledging an approximate 
total of $35,000 ... Basketball 
took the sports spotlight locally 
with the LeMoyne College playing 
their home games in their new
showcase gymnasium and the
church related S. A. Owen Junior
College debuting into intercollegiate 
play by downing a vaunted Rust
College five ... Negro farm census 
enumerators, though insulted
and harassed by whites who resented 
them, were lauded by assistant 
supervisor Charlie Lance as
doing an "excellent" job ... Residents 
of the 51st Ward, through
the Memphis World and their area
civic club the Bostic Civic Club,
reactivated their campaign to get
the city to cover pestillent Quemby
Bayou. The drive is expected to
gain momentum as the year passes
... Police Chief J. C. Macdonald,
in an interview with the World,
souashed rumors of an alleged
shakeup among Negro police officers 
... The Bluff City Coaches
and Officials Association selected
their All-Memphis Football team,
placing Joseph Varnado of Manassas. 
William Kincaide of Douglass.
Joseph Lee and Rober Weeden of
Melrose, Willie Brown of Booker
Washington. Herman O'Neal and
Charles Hicks of Melrose, Floyd
Taylor of BTW, Richard Woods
and Andrew Earthman of Melrose
and Geo. Williams, Manasas on 1st
string. Earthman was the only
unanimous choice. He was also selected 
Memphis "Girdiron Greatest"
by radio station WDTA and New
Year's Day took in the Rose Bowl
game from a 50-yaed line seat,
Melrose Coach Joseph Westbrook
was named coach of the year and
long time Memphis prepe leaeue official 
Emmitt (Monk) Simon was
honored as official of the year ...

Dr. 
Duty with rank of 
Ed services ... Spiritual 
founder and presiding Bishop 
H. Williams passes here ... "B
Christmas" turns into thankful 
for 75-year-old widow, Mary Pen
who was burned out just befo
the Christmas holidays as Me
phians rally to her aid; thanks 
the Memphis World, the Southside
Civic League, Christmas Clearan
Bureau, Family Service and th
Men's Bible Class of Evergree
Baptist Church ... Elks Yuletid
Ramble held Dec. 23. Proceeds 
aid charity ... West Memphis
teacher, W. W. Cook, gets Scout
highest honor during Semi
Council meet ... The clock of
Life ticked out for Memphis moodsinger 
"Johnny Ace" who leaped to
the top rung in the blues record
idiom with his recordings of "The
Clock" and "My Song" when he
was accidentally killed while toying 
with a loaded pistol following
a Houston (Tex.) engagement.
SUMMING UP ... The play 
"1954" was adjudged "good or
"bad" according to the roles played, 
but as the tent maker Oma
Khy-yam asserted in his "Rubaiyat": 
"The moving finger, writes
and having writ moves on; normal
your wit nor piety can lure it back
to cancel a line." Thus it was with
the year of our Lord 1954.

The Stewarts Fete
Neighborhood Kids Kids
Mr. and Mrs. W. A. Stewart owners 
of the Evergreen Grill at 1240
Evergreen, feted some 40 girls and
boys in the neighborhood in a yuletime 
Neighborhood Children's Party. 

The Gordon Potato Chip company
donated souvenirs for each kid attending. 
The report on the party
was made by Mrs. Neda Scott.

Clayborn AME
Sponsors Tea,
Coffee Hour
The members of Clayborn Temple 
AME Church will sponsor a
benefit tea and coffee hour on Sunday, 
January 9, in the dining 
of the church. Funds received at
the tea will be used for the benefit 
of the Collins Chapel Hospital
Equipment Fund: Mrs. Maggie Webster 
is the chairman of the tea.
She is assisted by Mrs. Anna J.
Parker and Miss Pauline Carradine.
The Rev. William LeRoy Belt is
the pastor of the church and is in
charge of all arrangements.
Madame Florence Cole Tolbert
McCleave is the honorary t chairman 
of the musical portion of the
program. She will be assisted by
some of the leading musicians in
the city. Edmund Orgill the general 
chairman of the Collins Chapel 
Hospital Fund, stated that
either he or Raymond Skinner —
the president of the Forest Hill
Dairie—or both of them, wilt deliver 
short addresses on the program. 

His honor, Mayor Frank T. 
ey has been invited along 
other leaders of the city.

Notes From Mt. Olive
Christmas morning a large number 
of members and friends witnessed 
a very impressive service at
five A. M. Rev. Keiser Jones delivered 
a sermonette. The Christmas
music was under the direction o
Mrs. Merel Glover and Bruce Bovd.
Sunday morning Rev. Bunton de
livered his closing sermon of the
year from the subject — "The Boo
of Three Pages."
Rev. Bunton told the audience
that this was a good time to tak
stock of themselves and evaluat
their Christian life in the light 
God's word. He asked them to fo
low him as he discussed three page
of their lives.
PAGE ONE: On page one was
written their reputations, or what
they wanted people to think 
them.
On page two is written what w
really are, or what is our character
On this page is written "what n
one knows but you and God. 
may tool people, but some ti
somewhere you must give an ac
count of everything that is written
on this page. He asked the audien
to take a careful look at page two
and check it for skeletons th
are in their closets, sins and any
thing that would not look good 
the sight of God — how is a good
time to do something about it
is not too late. On this last Su
day in the year we should take
careful look at page two — not 
comparison with brothers or sister 
but as God would have us live.
On page three is written what 
desire to be. Our desires and amb
tions may have been high — 
may have desired to be good husbands, 
and wives, good sons and
daughters, yet we have fallen shor
We may have lost many opportunities 
to do good for the Maste
What are we to do? There is st
time to bring all broken resolution
to Jesus. Bring them to him pie
by piece. He is able to help yo
mend them. There, is still time 
another opportunity to live a better
and more useful life. There is 
new opportunity with each new day.
He closed with the story of a ma
who spent all of his spare time rea
ing. Some of his friends became in 
quiitive and Wanted to know wh
he was reading. He showed the 
three blank pages. The inquirie
wanted to know why he read blar
pages? The old man showed the 
page one — this was a black page.
He said it represented his sins. Page
twp was a red page and it repr
sented the blood of Jesus. Page
three which was a white page r
presented his life after the blo
of Jesus had been applied. T
blood of Jesus is sufficient 
cleanse all that has been writen
on the pages of our lives. If 
pages are as black as night, he 
make them white as snow.

HOTEL QUEEN ANNE