1?r??? Navy Opens Drive on Jap's 'Pearl Harbor' | I' * fA* ? ? m ? ? ? ? iam?* ? ???II YM ST J* X9,(*#pKMKn?. "ill m rMMU% w t pa? ' ^5 ' \ 3 ? ? o ? & jJJ "3gs^a>?t>r.??im i i ?? ?i??? ? i'i ii? i ? i i n m?i i Now that the enemy are using more mine* and booby trap* than oyer before, a school has been opened in Britain where anlts other than Royal Engineers can take a tour-day course on our own and enemy mines and ?y traps. Picture shows instructors watching students at work be the Moascar Stocks, a device constructed so they can handle various types of mines and booby traps in the dark. /" Milestones oil Road to Eternal Gty Their helmets and rifles mark the (raves of three British Tommies, killed k the bitter flfhUnflkear the town of CasteHorte on the CaricUaao front In Italy. The road to Rome Is well marked with such tragic mile stones, some German, some British, some French, and some American. President Gets First Red Cross Tab I~i mid ft iMMfdt is iktwi reeeirtng the Int contributor's lapel or tab In the 1M4 Red Cross war fund cam pairs for (MS.MMM, ltnfc -? oMeiallr March L Shows are, the President, Miss Man V m?w of Cleveland, recently returned from the Paeihe where aha did Red Cress work, and Lew Fraier, national chairman of the Red Cross. jit. Br-* , , . . - - s | Back on the Job The 2,500 striking employees of the Los Angeles water and power department, taken over by the army on President Roosevelt's order, as they began returning to work. This soundphoto shows linesmen back on the job repairing power circuits. Penicillin i , Professor Fleming, discoverer of the "miracle drug," penicillin, Is shown above holding a bottle con taining growing penicillin. He Is de scribing the growth to some of the members of the party of Turkish doctors who visited him in his lab oratory In London. Taper Doll' To help spur (he current waste paper drive, the hoys of the San An tonio Air Service command at Kelly Field, Texas, have selected Eleanor Parker of Hollywood as the "paper doU" they'd like to call their own. His 'First Love* An apprentice seaman at the mari time acrriee traUnc station, gheeps head Bay, L. I.Tfetnart Martin, ter mer star af the Cardinals and Cnhs, fondles seme baseball equipment. - / " ?<" Kathleen Norris Says: His Wife Is a Flirt B?U Syndicate.?WNU Faatuiaa. "If the does write, she writes of things and places and people I don't know, or maybe dislike. She doesn't put any crosses at the end, the way she did at first." By KATHLEEN NORMS THIS week brought me a letter from a soldier who is down in the hottest, loneli est, hardest fighting of all; the fight to take island after island in the South Seas, and so con quer Rabaul, and so move near er to Tokyo, and the end of the war. He has been married almost two years; he adores his wife. He loves the memory of their first little home, the happiness of sharing the new love and the new life together; he is 27, had never cared for any woman be fore. The wife, Patricia, is 21. "Often these days the mail comes in and I don't get a letter at all," writes Private Joe Carter. "If she does write she writes of things and places and people I don't know, or maybe dislike. She doesn't put any crosses in at the end, the way she did at first, or tell me that she misses me. I've been pretty heart sick over it, for I haven't any moth er, or anyone else who writes to me, and I get awfully blue some times. Lots of the other fellows get letters with newspaper clippings Basted in, snapshots of their kids, descriptions of how Christmas was and what's going on at home. But Pat doesn't think of any of those things. Wife in Bad Company. "Now, what gripes me is this," the letter goes on. "Lately, Pat moved in and is sharing housekeep ing expenses with a girl I hate, be cause she's Just no good, and every one knows it. This girl always had plenty of money, and she keeps a goodlooking flat, with plenty of cock tails and old-fashioneds and all that. Pat never was that sort, and I can't sleep nights worrying about how this older girl will get hold of her and in fluence her. All Pat ever said was that Dotty had decided to go straight and had a job next to her in a machine shop, but one of the fellows from our town who got out here lately told me he often saw them in the saloon together after hours, and that Pat and Dot were sharing the same flat. "I don't like to write her a sour, mean letter from here and tell her that if she pulls any fast ones on ma 1'U drop her once and for all. But gosh," says the letter youthful ly, "it certainly is the limit to be 'way out here, seeing what we see, eaten up by pests, longing to get home to cool rooms and showers and the old car again, and to have your wife suggest that she's having a swell time without you. Isn't there any way of getting it through the heads of the girls at home that they owe us something, too, and can help an awful lot just by being lov ing and faithful and letting us know it?" In that last simple sentence lies a tremendous truth. The wives who are here at home can do a mighty service for their men, and if they are true and patriotic women they will do it To shake a man's faith, courage and hope for the future is flfth-column business; it weakens his patriotism, it causes him a desper ate, "oh-what-the-hell's-the-use" feel ing. And that discouraged, lonely, angry feeling may make an enor mous difference when some small but all-important act of valor or daring is to be dona. Write Soldier Loving Letters. In common kindness and charity write that soldier of yours hopeful and loving letters. If you write only weekly?and it's a very good idea to have a special time dedicated to the writing of lettern-^then during the days between ke^ldm in mind. There are small items in the pa pers, jokes, poems, that will mean something to him. There is news from all his old crowd; if he has a chum who is still at home, call that chum, and ask him for a detail or two. If there are children, include a story about each one, take camera shots of them, have those who can write scrawl a line or two to Daddy. And always?always?always paint a picture of the future that includes him, yourself, home again, love again, peace again. Dream dreams for him of your little farm, or your tiny cabin up in the mountains or near the lake, tell him his fishing line and his tennis racket are wait ing, and end with a few fervent words that will let him know that you are sharing every moment of his tre mendous sufferings and his tremen dous sacrifice. "You don't know how eager Bud and I are to get home to all the plans!" wrote one of the two sons of an Illinois woman, who sent me a copy of his joyous letter. "This can't last forever, and when you write us of what's waiting?the new pupsr the Sierra trip, the way you've fixed up our rooms?well, there isn't a man here doesn't envy us! Thank you. Mom." Today gives every wife an oppor tunity to be cruel or to be kind. She may either build now for the dignified, happy, home life of the peaceful days to come, or she can snatch at a little dangerous and ephemeral excitement and ruin her chances of ever finding real happi ness as a wife. Cats Licked by Booby Birds, but Army Wins And now the hazards of war in clude booby birds. In the course of building the airport on Ascension is land, the war department disclosed, birds of the tern and booby family insisted on nesting at the foot of the runway, making plane takeoffs dan gerous. The army imported cats, which promptly took care of the terns, but the boobies, which are so called be cause of their apparent stupidity, were smart enough to catch/the cats and carry them off. Finally the army imported a bird expert who advised stealing the eggs of the booby and covering the nesting places with chicken wire, which proved effective. (The booby birds are no relation to the filly-loo birds, which slide down icebergs at the north pole on their tail feathers, shouting "Filly loo, filly-loo," which means nothing In English, but to them means "Gad, i what a sensation!") KEEP INSPIRATIONAL LETTERS FLOWING TO SERVICEMEN "Isn't there any way of getting it through the heads of the girls at home that they owe us some thing too, and can help an awful lot just by being loving and faith ful and letting us know it?" It is tragic that such a question should arise in the mind of any American soldier. Civilians owe a debt to all men at the battle fronts which can never be paid in mere coin. Only by constant devotion and acts of inspiration can we begin to show our appre ciation for the supreme risk they are making. A soldier's wife, who forgets this and adds to her un patriotic actions by doing things which cause her husband to wor ry and question her loyalty, is an aid to a fifth-columnist al most as surely as if she were on the enemy's payroll. tr. ???. ??:. ' . * INCREASING WEIGHT It is gratifying to see how the medical profession is now interested in weight?normal weight, over weight and underweight. No longer is the physician sat isfied just to look at the height and weight tables hanging on the wall of his office. He "sizes up" the pa tient and decides just what the weight should be for his or her type of build. Naturally, the slen der or wiry type must weigh less than the standard or aver age weight for height and the heavy or stocky type must weigh more. However, when the wiry type is more than five pounds less than he should be and one of average build ia 10 pounds less, there must be a reason. Just as overweight has its disad vantages, so also has underweight, though not quite to the same extent. When the degree of underweight is such that it is noticeable to the fam ily and friends, it is usually found that other symptoms or signs are present also?weakness and thin blood. Therefore, the physician, while prescribing a tonic and an in crease in food, will immediately search by a thorough examination for some cause of the underweight. The first step is to investigate the amount and kinds of food eaten daily, that is, the total amount of cal ories and how much of this total amount is made up of fat-forming foods?butter, cream, egg yolks, bread, sugar, potatoes. Also as to the amount of fruits and leafy vege tables eaten because of their min erals and vitamins. A lack of the vita min B1 foods may reduce the appe tite for all foods. The next step is to learn the daily habits of the underweight as to the amount of rest and sleep and exer cise and work. Lack of sleep can prevent gain in weight even more than lack of food. If the underweight eats enough of the right kinds of food, gets plenty of sleep and rest, and is not over active, the physician then makes a thorough search for infection. In a great many cases infected teeth, tonsils and sinuses are sapping the strength and causing loss of weight; in others a morg serious infection may be present such as tuberculosis, cancer or pernicious anemia. With the removal of any infection, increasing the fat and starch foods, seeing that the underweight gets enough of the outdoors to give him a natural appetite, and seeing also that more hours of sleep and one or two rests daily are taken, will cause an increase in weight. ? . . . Dr. Barton Surgery on Brain May Restore Sanity I have spoken before of the satis factory results obtained by Drs. G. W. T. Fleming and W. McKissock in various types of mental diseases by removal of part of the brain sub stance. In the British Lancet these two physicians report the results ob tained by this operation on 15 addi tional patients. There were 12 mel ancholic cases, one had obsessions, one a double personality, and one was violent and depressed in spirit. Of the 12 patients with melancholia, seven had made a complete recov ery, one has shown considerable im provement, but the other four have shown little improvement. The pa tient with obsessions has complete ly recovered, the double personality patient is more quiet, and the vio lent depressive case is more easily handled. Several of the patients have found complete "peace of mind" after the operation. There is apparently but small risk by operation; there were no deaths in the 15 cases. All these cases had received no help from other forms of treatment. In the same issue of the British Lancet, Dr. E. L. Hutton reports the results obtained on 50 mental patients who underwent this opera tion?prefrontal leukotomy. There were two deaths, only one of which was directly due to operation. "Not a single patient is recorded as being worse after the treatment than before; and even the patient with the least satisfactory results is found to be quieter, less impulsive, and easier to handle." L "Leukotomy?removal of part of the brain by surgery?converted many patients suffering from sup posedly hopeless mental disorders into contented and useful members of society." QUESTION BOX Q.?Can anything be done for en larged pores? i A?Bathing face in very hot wa ter followed by very cold helps some eases. ? ? ? 1 Q.?Can you suggest a treatment that will relieve head noises? 1 A?Head noises may be caused by the partial elosing at the eusta chian tnbe. See an ear specialist. Catting down on table salt and salty I foods helps many eases. Secrets By FAYE McGOVERN McClun Syndicate?WNU Feature. "DLEASE," Chu Teh begged her I TcU neighbor, "do not^S children away." * He looked at her imploring fac. h. I consternation. "But they might ^ veal to the enemy where their eld? I brother, San, is hidden. We had Z time to burn his wrecked pj Hardly was there time to secrete I him here. Only after dark win it be safe to move him." ? I a No: ^ wm not speak.' And I have heard the enemy win not harm us so long as we remain peace Her neighbor sighed deeply "Very I well. I will go lest my presence make them suspicious." Chu Teh turned quickly back to her baking. With her husband dead her children were her whole world She could not bear to have them away from her?especiaUy with the foe so near. She went to the rear door of her small cottage and called "Chant Lotus!" A boy of eleven, and a smaU girl appeared from behind a ramshackle stable. Both were incredibly dirty. The boy carried a length of hollow bamboo, and Chu Teh knew he had been playing his favorite guerrilla warfare game again with smaU Lo tus. But there was no time for rep rimands. "Guests are coming," she said with feigped brightness, "and we are going to play 'secrets.' Remem ber?evasions, yes, but no lies. And the one who fails gets not one sweet caka. Now do all of you understand, my little ones?" Covetously the children eyed the delicacies cooling on the table. Sel dom were they allowed even a taste, for their mother sold them for a living. At the sound of approaching steps Chu Teh said quickly, "The question is, 'Where is San?' " Young Chan's eyes sought hers so swiftly she realized he appreciated the significance 0f the question, and felt a pang of fear. In his intense desire to prove how clever he could be in outwjtting the enemy he might easily blunder into revealing San's hiding place. She looked at him pointedly. "Even when we are asked, 'Where is San?' we will not tell, will we?" "Noooo," said small Lotus. Young Clian reached toward the table, then turned abruptly toward the rear of the house. Chu Teh stiffened as five Japanese soldiers entered without knocking, their glances darting everywhere. "Where is the one called San?" demanded the leader, with typical Jap curtness. -3 But there was only a deathly si lence. "You?his mother," he shot at Chu Teh. "Where have you hidden him?" "My son is with his ancestors," she said with gentle dignity, and put refreshments before them. "Then where is the body?" the spokesman sneered. "You there, small girl. Tell us lest I cut off your ears." He took hold of Lotus roughly. The child's frightened eyes sought hers, and quickly Chu Teh held up the largest cake. "Yes, small Lo tus," she said brightly. "Where is San?" The little girl vaguely flung out a small hand. "They took him away." Suddenly Chu Teh realized Chan was not there. If he had run to the ancient graveyard over the hill to warn San he would surely be seen, he thought. "Enough! We will search the place!" Pitchfork tines prodded deep into the rice-straw rick. See ing soon that the tiny house afforded no hiding place the soldiers headed for the rickety stable. Behind the barn, thatch missing from its roof, a shallow pit told his mother that Chan had practiced breathing through the hollow bam boo while buried beneath straw and dirt. The soldiers held a hasty consul tation. Then Chu Teh was told they were satisfied and would leave. With horror she saw that they took the path toward the ancient cemetery. First they would make certain that she had told the truth. Why had she mentioned that San was with his ancestors! -With only caved-in graves to hide in they would un doubtedly discover him, she thought in horror. She waited for an agonizingly long time, then crept after them, and al most fainted at the sight of a freshly covered grave; They had found him and?Chu Teh moved nearer. But wasn't it odd for the enemy to make food offerings? There was one of her own sweets. "So this is where you lead us I It was the sneering voice of the sol dier behind her, and she realized they had deliberately left her alone in order to follow her. She burst into tears and rocked back and forth. "Aye, and here my son is buried. You can see I did hot lie." The man looked at her huddled figure, then spat contemptuously, rasped an order, and the unwel come visitors stamped off toward the town. Chu Teh sat motionless for a while. ' Then very carefully she leaned over and whispered, "San, my son, art you all right?" "Yes, Mother, thanks to my clever little brother," answered a muffled voice front a barely perceptible pro truding stick of hollow bamboo.