Well, Well, Now What Can It Be? I
Three cute poppies caught by the camera'* leu in a quizzical pose
as they make a close study of the frog in the stream beneath them. The
picture is the work of D. Pearl Hall and is on exhibition at the museum
at modern art in New York, with others comprising the "folk art of the
camera."
Great Britain's Mighty Midget
> This picture shows the recently fsmoas British three-man Midget sob- I
?arise of the ty|( sari in the sttnek on the Genus battleship Tlrpits,
which was In hiding in n Norwegian fjord. The mighty little snbs snccess
foily Isnnched torpedoes at their giant enemy. There is every reason to
snppose that the Tirpitx was serionsly damaged. She was injnred under
water and has been ineffective since.
I What Capture of Admiralty Islands Means
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PHILIPPINES 5UAM-iP C E A N
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The eiftm ef Momote airdrome oa Lm Nepn Uui la the Admiral
ty great kf O. S. troops places the AHied forces ia a strategic posMsa
to strike at the eaemy ia asaay sf his Soatbsrest Facile strongholds. Plaoes
a ad carrier task forces caa make raids from the aew base. Arrows shew
distaaces these aaits weald hare to trace! to Patea, Trak, Guam and
FhiUffsarr Jap farces at Kabaal, Kaoieag aad ia New Gaiaea (btoek area)
dtaiaaked.
Want a Whale? Take Your Pick
New 'Racket*
Private Bob Falkenburr, national
Junior tennis title holder, and broth
er of screen actress Jinx Falken
borr, b taking basic training at
Sheppard Field, Texas. Here he ex
amines a submachine run after dis
mantlint and reassemblinr it.
Red Army Chieftain
This is General Popov, eommud
lag the Bed amy forces di+rinj on
the Nad rail center of Pskov In
northern Russia. Reports from
Mooeov said that Nasi troops in this
area are letting "Indian fashion"
across the ragged terrain.
Getting a Story
Marine Platoon gqg?t Chris
CmmrM Birmingham. Ala.,
fM was shot In the the alder. 11m
Gets First Nazi
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Mk Sergt. Iwril Wwhi. Pm
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, Kathleen Norris Says:
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Turning a Baby Into a Woman
Ban Brndlcata.?WWU Faaturaa.
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If Ann it ? reel woman the mill welcomt her husband home to all the love end
comfort of which he has been dreaming.
By KATHLEEN NUKKiS
THE problem of Ann Eliza
beth Carter is one that is
going to confront many
thousands of women after the
war, and for that reason it de
serves a serious answer. A
wiser, older wife than Ann
wouldn't need any answer, but
most of today's service wives
are neither old nor wise, and
perhaps a little heroic advice
may be of use to them.
Heroic, yes. Ann's situation
demands real heroism, for these
are the circumstances. She met
her Philip a year ago; a captain
in the army. They were married
three months later in all the
glory of uniforms, decorations,
crossed swords. Three months
of young wedded bliss followed,
then Phil went off to service in
Italy. Last week news came
that he is being sent home, the
same strong vigorous Phil, but
With one eye gone, and his left
feet amputated.
Potar Ann Elizabeth! She is only
*; she was so proud of bar soldier
husband! Now to know that through
all their lives he will be lame, that
there will be no more dancing, ten
nis, hikes; that he will not enjoy
football games, movies, shows?that
he may even have trouble getting a
job that will adequately take care
of them?well, it's too much for
Ann, and since the cablegram came
she has sunk into tears, sulks, rages.
Her mother writes me about it.
No Way Oat, Only Throat*.
"How can any one of us be cruel
enough to condemn this joyous child
of mine to what will be a life of
slavery and poverty?" says her let
ter. "And on the other hand, how
can we meet poor Phil with the
announcement that be ought to free
Ann Elizabeth for a happier and
more normal destiny? It seems to
be a dreadful impasse? What's the
right way out?"
My answer to Ann s mother is:
My dear good woman, it isn't an
impasse at all, and there's no way
out. The only way is THROUGH.
If every wife, sister, daughter,
mother of an injured man is going to
sneak oat of her sacred responsibili
ties after this war, we'll have a
world full of suicides on the^ooe
?no, not women, on the other hand,
m not call them women. Vam
pires, moral irresponsibles, heart
less shrews?anything you like, but
not women.
Real women, scores of them, have
already faced this crisis, in Eng
land, yes, and in America, too. They
have met the returning soldiers with
courage and confidence. They have
had plans made; this has been pos
sible, that has been arranged, ev
erything is going to be all right.
One of our most popular movie stars
has a wooden leg; one of our great
singers a wooden arm; engineers,
inventors, scientists are often physi
cally handicapped men. world-fa
mous statesmen have been cripples;
their bodily disabilities often seem
a spur not only to worldly success,
but to infinitely more valuable
growth in character and aouL
"Is Ann Elizabeth to sacrifice the
best years of her life to the care of
a man she did not even know a
year ago?" demands her agonized
mother. The answer is another
question. What did Phil sacrifice
to protect everything that makes
Ann Elizabeth's life safe and good?
welcome her husband home to an
the love and comfort of which he
has been dreaming. She will ted
out what be CAR do, instead of
brooding upon what he can't, and
aa lay her plana that Phil wffl mar
vel at the joy, the completeness of
the life that is left to him. She
will And a comfortable little house
on a few country acres, where
Phil can putter with chickens, vege
tables, fruit, a pup to trail him
about. This is the dream of every
man, with a good meal, a loving
wife, a pipe and a wood fire at.the
end of the day.
Wife Helped Soldier.
There's a good wife in my neigh
borhood who started taking board
ers when her husband came home,
stone blind, after the last war. She
had two children then, two were.
born afterward. She taught her hus
band to play the violin, to read
Braille. He has a guiding dog; he
has four splendid sons and daugh
ters, all devoted to DAD. He him
self teaches a philosophy class for
adults; it has a waiting list. They
have music, most evenings, and as
I note the children's consideration,
affection, thoughtfulness, I realize
that we don't always know, in this
life, what is loss and what is gain.
We American women are making
a pretty good job of this, war, in
group work. The work of peace
isn't going to be uniformed, dramat
ic, companioned. But it is just as
important?it ought to appeal to our
hearts even more deeply than die
emotions that stirred us when the
special, dear, indispensable boy
went away.
To let him know that we appre
ciate what he did, that we are eter
nally grateful, that life can still be
sweet and satisfying to him, despite
his scars, that is a life work that
any woman?reveling in the com
fort and peace and security of the
new world just ahead of us, ought
to be grateful to God that she may
share.
Fire Hose Is Efficient
Antiaircraft Weapon
A fire hose has broken up many a
riot, but use of it as an antiaircraft
weapon was instituted in the South
west Pacific during a Japanese air
raid on an already damaged tank
landing craft
Comdr. V. K. Buack. U-SJJ'., who
says the sea it his borne, was aboard
the ship with a hose line bringing a
fire under control when three Japa
nese planes swooped in low.
With no cover available. Com
mander Buack directed the stream
upwards toward the planes. The
first two turned sharply away, the
third Basils a direct hit with a bomb.
Uninjured, but dismayed because
the fire bad been restarted. Com
mander Buack was forced to leave
the ship. "Those first two Jape
most have thought I had a new type
at weapon," commented tha navy
WOMEN MUST FACE
NEW CRISIS
War demand* many sacrifices.
Certain sacred responsibilities
cannot be neglected. Many men
will return from the battlefields
crippled and injured. Young
wives must meet their problems
heroically?they must not fail
when they are most needed. Re
members-there is no way out.
The only way is THROUGH!
The real woman will meet the re
turning serviceman with courage
and confidence. If he is injured,
it is often up to the wife to find
out what her husband CAN DO,
instead of brooding over what he
can't. Remember, too, that when
a young wife thinks about"sacri
ficing the best years of her life"
to an injured man, she should
also think of the greater sacrifice
he has made.
Marry v.
No Fisherman
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Br LEALON MARTIN JR.
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*T* LOSER we get, "fr aider I em
^ of bow she'll take it," said
Hans.
Delphine looked up at his blond
tallness. "Me, too," she confessed,
and squeezed his hand. For the
thought of her mother was still be
tween them. Delphine remembered
what she had said and her worry
grew. "We'd better be ready for the
worst," she told Hans. "You know
Mama always said: 'My Delphine,,
she's never going marry no fisher
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man.
Hans looked uncomfortable.
"Yeah, I know," he said. "Look,
maybe I'd better not go to the bouse
with you. Maybe you better break
it alone."
"Np." Delphine was firm. "It's
best you come now. I want she
should know we're not ashamed of
what we've done. And I'm proud of
my husband, no matter what he has
been!"
"Well, I'm not exactly a fisher
man now, even if I still own my
shrimp boat and jus' leased her."
"Of course not." Delphine tossed
the shiny black curls. "And it's time
for Mama to know." The shrimp
trawlers at the docks faded behind
them as they went down the leafy
street toward her home. "Mama'll
be by herself," Delphine said.
"That's good, though I wish Raoul
could be there. He'd side with us."
"Your brother would help," Hans
sighed, "but the army's got him
too far away."
Delphine's mind was busy. She
remembered just how she and Hans
had met, that very first time, nearly
three years-before. She had been in
her father's store, helping during
school vacation of her senior high
school year. The young man had
walked in to ask for information.
Blond hair, yellow in the slanting
sun as he doffed his cap, and tall
and fair, with the widest shoulders,
Delphine had thought, she'd ever
"My name's Hans Olsen," he said,
"and I've come from Florida in my
trawler. Heard the shrimping's
good over this way. Can you tell
me where I can find a boarding
place?"
"But yes," she answered him.
"Madame Broussard will be glad to
have you." And she directed him,
walking to the corner to point the
way. He'd been back several tunes.
In fact, he'd made it a point to come
?and always they found something
to talk about. Delphine was sure
almost from the start that he liked
her.
And soon the whole town was talk
ing about the young Swede fisher
man. One of those East coast
shrimpers from Florida, they said,
who sure knew how to get the fish
'way out A hard worker, too, you
bet More than one Timbalier mama
would have been glad to have him
come calling.
But Hans Olsen went only to the
LeBlew store, where there was Del
phine. And Delphine had been glad,
oh, so glad! She shuddered, re
membering her mother's tirade. Any
of her friends' parents would have
been happy if this Bober, industrious
young man appeared to have serious
intentions toward their daughters,
but not her mama. "Ever since you
been big enough to go with boys for
the dates," she ranted, "I been
afraid this happen. You know why
I nevair let you go out with boys
from the shrimp boats. Always I
don' wan' you marry no fisherman.
Look what you get! Nothin' but to
be sorry!"
"Yes, Mama."
"You know a shrimper, he's nevair
make nothin' hardly. When he catch
good, he throw away the money
gam Win' or somethin'."
That had been so unfair to n?i"
that she'd spoken up: "But, Mama,
Hans is not like that. He's differ
& si
cm.
"Different, eh? Non, all shrimp
ers, they're alike!"
And that had settled that. She
couldn't see Hans at home. Their
surreptitious meetings had been lev
and tar between, but for her it would
always be this tall, fair young man.
The months became years. He
went back to the Atlantic and she
thought him lost forever. But he
returned, explaining that he'd taken
his trawler over because of the ex
tra good fishing.
Then war had come and, after a
time, she'd gone to Houma to work
in a defense plant. And Hans was
on the East coast. She hadn't seen
him for nearly six months when he'd
walked into her cousin's home in
Houma one Sunday. They'd been
married the next week and this, aft
er their all too short honeymoon in
New Orleans, was her homecoming.
Delphine gripped Hans' fingers
tighter as they turned into her yard.
"This is it!" she murmured and they
smiled at each other.
"Mama, this is my husband, Hans
Olaen," she said, and waited few the
storm. "We were married last Fri
day. He's on leave from Camp Shel
ley"
"Husband . . . husband," bet
matter said, and her brow clouded.
Then she gazed hard at Hans. Del
phine saw that be braced his khaki
dad shoulders. "Ah. Delphine," she
said. "Me, I'm glad you didn' mar
ry no fisherman . . . but a good
soldier of the United States like
KaouL Come, my son and dauga
ter." She held out her asms.
By VIRGINS \ \ I
<1 bj Westers Newspaper L'nlos.
Fibber mcgee is plenty
sore these days ?in the
muscles, not the temper.
Here's the reason. The RKO
picture, "Heavenly Days,"
?which he and Molly are making, in.
dudes a dream fantasy in which
I Fibber, as a typical American citi
zen, enters the U. S. senate chamber
and swims around 15 teet above the
floor. It's done with invisible piano
wires?which accounts for the sore
muscles.
?*?
Now that K. T. Stevens has
achieved screen stature with her
dramatic lead in the William Cam
eron Menzies production, "Address
Unknown," at Columbia, she can
claim the distinction of being the
only Hollywood star who still lives
In the house where she was born.
K_ T. is the daughter of producer
director Sam Wood, and still lives
with her parents in the family manse
in Hollywood.
?*?
One night recently 70 soldiers
were having fun in a New York night
club. One thought he recognized a
big, buxom blonde in the audience.
"Miss Tucker," he said, "the boys
would sure get a thrill if you'd sing
'Some of These Days' for them.
We're on our last furlough, heading
overseas." She sang, she wrote
"Sophie Tucker" on menus for them.
Didn't want to disappoint the boys
by explaining that she's Lulu Bates,
practically a double for Miss Tuck
er, ? well-known blues singer who's
starring now on NBC's "All Time
Hit Parade."
Barry Wood, singer and master of
ceremonies on "The Million Dollar
Band," doesn't have too much time
for his farm these days. He's been
entertaining wounded servicemen at
the Halloran and St. Albans hospi
tals, near New York.
Incidentally, that's a fine idea
Barry has?that of giving war sav
ings stamps as tips. It is one that is
being widely copied in radio circles.
*?
Something new has been added to
Webster's dictionary; the new edi
tion will include the word "pup
petooa," according to word recently
received by Paramount. If you're
a movie-goer you know it well; it's
derived from "puppet" and "car
toon," and is the registered trade
mark of those short subjects pro
duced by George Pal. "And to
Think That 1 SsV It on Mulberry
Street," picturization of the novel of
the same name, is the latest in the
series of Technicolor Puppetoons
produced by Pal for Paramount
& -
I?
Helen Mack, who's appearing is
"And Now Tomorrow" with Loretta
Young and Alan Ladd, has been
nicknamed "Droopy Helen" by her
friends because she plays so many
emotional roles. She began training
tar roles like that back in the
days when she studied acting in i
New York children's theater school,
where she had some classmates des
tined to be well known?Helen Chan
dler, Ruby Keeler and Gene Ray
mond ?m?| them.
*?
The movies' own Margaret Sulla
van, returning to the New York
stage to star with Elliot Nugent
in the highly successful "The Voice
at the Turtle," juggles three differ
ent careers expertly?the stage, the
screen, and hardest of all, that of
a good wife and mother . . . It
was thrilling to sit in the audienct
one night recently and find that,
when people murmured "Isn't it
wonderful that he's here?" and
stood up to stare, it was Lieutenant
Commander Robert Montgomery
whom they meant. A huskier look
ing Robert Montgomery than in his
picture-making days, looking very
handsome in uniform. I
ODDS AND ENDS-rJUet Brtrft
brother Nook is sUui for ? role t*
Tmlly -, mem picture. "Gold Toon" ?
fittj WimkUr. ?Joyce lotion. * *
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?J jour natfa met Ptorl Otrbu
. . . Bear flMM wrecked frt
rocking konm while recording bu
~Rodaut Bond" specialty mi m Too
mommt. "Tor Aw Angels Sing' ? ? '
Humphrey Bogort mi bis wife, Mtyo
Metkot, ore m.Hmg m short ot Vernes.
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