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ADVENTURERS’ CLUB r HEADLINES FROM THE LIVES OF PEOPLE LIKE YOURSELFI “Secret of the Tides’* By FLOYD GIBBONS Famous Headline Hunter TT ELLO everybody! Here’s a yarn that can be told now, 1 for a long time it was a secret. Frederick V. Fell of Bronx, N. Y., is spinning the yam for us and he’s letting it out of the bag now because—well—I guess it’s because Fred has grown too old to be spanked by this time, so it doesn’t make much difference who knows it. Fred says he can’t trot out any adventure story laid in some glam orous place like India, or North Africa, but he sure had a honey of a thrill once out at Rockaway beach. And as a matter of fact, I’d Just as soon have a yarn from Rockaway as I would from Rio or Rhodesia. For as Fred says, it isn’t where it happens, but what happens, that counts. So here she comek—and hold onto your hats. Fred was just fourteen years old when, in 1924, his folks rented a cottage at Rockaway for the summer. Fred and his brother Harvey bad never been around the water much before that, but they made up for lost time. They spent every spare minute In the big drink, and in two weeks both of them had learned to swim. It was about that time that a strong blow set in from seaward and the ocean began to kick up and get rough. Fred’s parents, playing safe, took to bathing in Jamaica bay, about twenty blocks inland from the ocean, and Fred and his brother Harvey did the same. It was shortly after that that Fred’s cousins from the city came down one Sun day morning, and they hadn’t been there ten minutes before all four of those kids were in their bathing suits and on their way to the bay. Caught in a Death-Dealing Riptide! Near the point where Fred and Harvey always went in swimming was a long pier with a diving board on the end of it They had never used that pier before, because mother and dad had forbidden them to swim around it But this Sunday Fred wanted to show oS his newly acquired proficiency at swimming before his city cousins, and with a yell of, “Last The pier kept getting farther away every second. * man ip is a monkey’s uncle,” he ran down the pier, onto the diving board and out into the water, with Harvey right behind him. "We both came np nicely about a yard apart,” Fred says, “and turned around to swim back to the pier. And then my heart stopped beating! That pier was about a hundred yards fy away and it kept getting farther away'every second. In that ' same moment we both knew what had happened. We had Jumped into a racing, surging rip-tide that was sweeping us out into the deepest part of the bay and toward Broad channel.” The tide was carrying them out at express-train speed and only a man who has been caught in one can realize how powerful a rip-tide can be. For a few seconds the kids drifted, and then they 'began try ing to swim back. “But bucking that tide was like trying to dam a flood with a matchstick,” Fred says. “Harvey and I tried to join hands and hold each ,other up, but in another minute wo were torn apart and drifting away from each other. Harvey shouted to me to turn over on my back and float, but I didn’t know how to float Treading water madly, I started shouting for help.” Lucky Fred Encounters Real Hero. Away off in the distance,’Fred could see people dashing about ex citedly. One man ran swiftly along the pier Fred had just left and , jumped off the end. Swimming strongly and swept along by the tide he slowly caught up to Fred, and as he came up, Fred was almost in hysterics, crying, "Save me, mister—save me!” That fellow was a good swimmer and a resourceful man. He told Fred to put his hands on his back and kick the water. “I did * this,” Fred says, “and he set off diagonally toward shore, fight I tag the tide with tremendous effort Meanwhile, my cousins on shore had not been idle. Yelling like mad they ran down the beach ' until they came to a rowboat with two girls sitting in it. The girls launched the boat and, rowing with the tide, soon picked up my brother. My rescuer changed his course and made for the boat, and soon we too were pulled"in. The three of us who had been in the water lay on the boat bottom, breathless and exhausted, but apparently safe. The girls started to row back.” But do you notice how Fred says APPARENTLY safe? The truth was that they weren’t out of trouble yet, by a long shot The girls started to row, but anybody who has rowed a boat against any kind of a tide at all knows it is no easy job. And here was one of those express-train tides 'carrying along a boat loaded down with five people. The girls made no headway at all. In fact for every two feet they Went forward they drifted back five. And ahead of them was the channel—and the ocean. •It began to look,” says Fred, “as if that tide would be the winner after | all—and this time with five victims instead of two.” Safe!—Six Miles From Starting Point. But the man who had saved Fred wasn’t the sort to give up easily. He was just about all in, but he pulled himself together. He grabbed ^ one oar, while the two girls worked the other. Then all three of them started rowing frantically to beat that tide—to get the boat to shore be fore it could be swept out into the ocean and foundered by the roaring ' breakers. Bit by bit they approached the shore, but at the same time they were approaching the channel too. They were practically in the shadow of the Bread Channel bridge, and not very far from the ocean when ait last they got to shore. “And the spot where we landed,” says Fred, “was a good six miles from Sixty-fourth street where Harvey and I had jumped into the bay.” And then came the solemn and secret oath. Fred says if his folks had ever found out what happened they’d have quit the seashore that same night And I’ve got a sneakin’ hunch that maybe Fred and Harvey might have got a good licking for going off the end of that pier in defiance of parental orders. Anyway, everybody in the crowd, fc including the two city cousins, promised they’d never tell a word, and if Fred’s ma and dad ever learn about it it’s because—well—because : they read the Adventurers’ club column, too. y . e—WNU Service. Body Hut Have Salt Perspiration is chiefly water, but It contains a fair amount of salt which is discharged from the body. The body is constantly absorbing " and getting rid of it again, but operation of absorption and dis ge must be so balanced as to a regular quantity of salt in body at all times. Salt is neces for the body and .lack at it may Human blood contains dame amount of salt as water—unquestionable evidence oriiinally came out of the SUiS About Nose* The nose that is squat or flat, or negro type, indicates an animal mind devoid of finer feelings. The nose that sags in the middle shows a similar nature, cruel and treach erous.- Pointed noses are "sticky beaks," says a writer in Pearson’s London Weekly. This applies to all sharp features. Like knives and iects are objectionably inauMtiva and are UaSetoread your letters if yoii leave them about If the nose is long and thin as well it shows a A. WHO’S NEWS TWS WEEK... By L«mu«l F. Par Ion Loopholes for Statesmen. NEW TORE. — Statesmen fre quently may he found on this or that side of the loophole. In June, 1933, Guy T. Helvering, now unrolling the government's roster of alleged tax-dodgers, was the sub ject of a bitter senatorial debate. Certain senators fought his confir mation as commissioner of internal revenue. They charged that, as an income tax lawyer, he had procured a re duction in the tax bill of the Slim Jim Oil & Gas company from $1, 211,000 to $451,000. However, he was confirmed, qnd, discharging his offi cial duties, puts the finger on the “wealthy evaders” for the congres sional investigation committee. Frof. Roswell Foster Magill, au thor of the tax-avoidance report, wrote books giving pointers on le gal loopholes, before he went to Washington. No moral turpitude has been charged. It Just means that Dissy Dean may be pitching for Washington next year instead of St. Louis. Commissioner Helvering is a shrewd, portly, ruddy, white-haired Kansas politician who wears good clothes, carries a shiny malacca cane, smokes good cigars, knodrs his way around and says little. He was in congress from 1913 to 1919, a tax income lawyer thereafter, ac cording to the somewhat heated and vehement charges of Senators Has tings, Couzens and others. He has been a close friend of Postmaster General Farley for many years and it was understood that ho was the President’s per sonal choice for the internal reve nue post. He has been active in Kansas pol itics for many years, a former su perintendent of public construction under Governor Woodring, and campaign manager and chairman of the Democratic state committee. He was bom in Felicity, Ohio, in 1878. His family removed to Kansas when he was eight years old. He studied law at the University of Michigan, and was county attorney of Marshall county, Kan., before he went to congress. He is one of the hardest men in Washington to see and correspondents have mainly let it go at that. • • * Middle-of-the-Roader. DR. JAMES ROWLAND AN GELL, retiring president of Pale, is an aggressive middle-of the-roader, which seems not such a bad idea, considering the plight of extremists, right and left. He will receive a salary of $25,000 a year as educational counsellor of the Na tional Broadcasting company. L. R. Lohr, president of the NBC, says it will be full time work, add ing that “broadcasting has a man date to operate in the public in terest, convenience and necessity.” All this will presumably be in Dr. Angell's department. It would be difficult to think of Dr. Angell as a mere emeritus. He said he was retiring at sixty-eight “because of obvious and offensive senility,” at the same time demon strating the contrary by some lusty swings at the New Deal. He will need no time out for road work be fore taking on the radio engage ment When he retired as dean of the University of Chicago in 1921, the Carnegie foundation snapped him up at a fat salary, but before he got his chair warm, Yale was after him. He is always in de mand. Baccalaureate orator* used to see ‘the orb of Rome sinking in a sea of blood" and warn us that we were which has engulfed Europe," which was Dr. Angell’s phrase in his fare well address at Tale. That is, un less we do something to check the slide. He has struck out vigorously against the Supreme court reorgani zation, sit-down strikes and insidi ous collectivism as he sees^it ex emplified, in the present adminis tration. He is a conservative, and “middle-of-the-roader” is an apt term only in denoting his adherence to traditional cultural and govern mental patterns. He was a profes sor of psychology for 26 years be fore becoming president of Yale, his father having been president of the University of Michigan for 38 years —until 1909. His notable achievements at Yale have been administrative. He ef fected sweeping reorganisations and during his incumbency endowments rose from $30,000,000 to $100,000,000. The value of university properties scored a parallel rise. He was the first president of Yale who was not a Yale graduate. Mr. Lohr sgys, “In joining us he is only changing his base of educa tional endeavor from New Haven to New York, from a university to the air.” Erasmus never got a break like that Nor even Nicholas Murray Butler. It' will be interest ing to see how the cadi? tans take to the new curriculum. eCoMOMrted^jjsF.aturoa Ammonia for Bee Sting moats ip mild solution is an £ retting l leading that way, too. Now we are ; “down the same abyss ” w " -“r. hat a -bee 1 or **★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★^ ! STAR ! j DUST | $ jMovie • Radio * ★ ★ ★★★By VIRGINIA VALE*** FANS had to wait two long years for the Marx Broth ers’ new picture; “A Day at the Races,” but it *as well worth waiting for. It is al most too funny, the laughs coming in such quick succes sion that you are still shout ing over one comic scene when the next hits you. This picture tops their previous masterpieces of hilarity by several lengths. Groucho is, as usual, the wise guy but when he goes to the race track he is a gullible custom er for Chico’s sales talk on tips on the races. Chico performs one of those piano solos that makes enough tough little boys want to become piano virtuosos so they can copy his tricks. And Harpo is even greater than usual. He talks—in pantomime only —at great length, and it is a toss up whether his pantomime or Chi co’s efforts to translate it into words is funnier. Planned for fall is a household hints program starring Zasu Pitts, if she can ever stop making pictures long enough to ap pear on an air pro g r a m regularly. Putting this pro gram together is a job for a magician, for while Zasu is al ways a comedienne to her publjc, at home she is just the w o r 1 d’s greatest Zuu Fitts housekeeper and cook. Nobody could write funny lines about Zasu’s cook ing if they had ever sampled it, and her new kitchen which she de signed herself is a model of inge nuity, beauty, and efficiency. As you may have read, Zasu has been working on a cook book for the last year or two. —■¥— LUy Pons’ last broadcast of the season before leaving for Hollywood to make “The Girl in the Cage” for RKO was a big night for her. She was elected the best-dressed star of the radio studios, an honor for merly divided between Helen Jep son and Gladys Swarthont. Most singers take such honors in their stride, but not the volcanic and ap preciative Lily. Motion picture producers have just about given up hope of interest ing their public in Shakespeare, but broadcasting companies have decid ed the bard’s stirring lines are just what the public wants. John Barry more’s NBC program has proved a tremendous success since the first Monday night a few weeks ago when he presented a foreshortened version of “Hamlet.” For its com peting hour, Columbia has signed up an impressive array of talent. —^— Everybody would like to have an employer like Walter Wanger. He thinks that every workman ought to have three months a year in which to get away from his job. His hired help are supposed to relax and seek new impressions but Joan Bennett, Sylvia Sidney, and Henry Fonda are all going on the stage during their vacations, Madeleine Carroll is going yachting off the coast of Great Britain, Charles Boyer and Fat Patterson are going to France to make a picture. Any time Henry Fonda and Gary Cooper want to stop acting and open a traveling art ex hibit, they have plenty of lucrative offers. Both are can did camera fans, and when they have a few minutes lei sure between scenes they stroll around whatever studio they are working in and snap pictures of players on guard. They have some fine Gary Cooper snaps of stars snooz ing in chairs, of directors watching scenes with obvious disgust, of ro mantic co-stars glaring at each other between scenes. But they won’t sell them I ODDS AND ENDS—Shirley Temple is learning to yodel for her next pic ture, “Heidi" . . . Dick Powell and Franchot Tone are just two of the many players who long to make Western* ... Carole Lombard has tampered with the color of her hair to the extent of mak ing it a deep, golden blond. The new color shows up better in Technicolor . . . John Gambling, who for Halve years has roused the radio audience at six forty-five and bullied them into doing morning exercises, sits in an easy chair while he bellows at his audi ence and never takes any exercise .,. Connie Boswell has her first big screen role in Columbia’s "It’s All Yours." J, C. Nugent, stage veteran, is also in it, which leads U a lot of friendly argu ments, net the picture is being di reeled by hi* son, Elliot, who learned kit stagecraft acting in his father’s companies ... Deanna Durbin’s direc tor hot rigged up an old-fashioned auto ham to call her from the schoolroom / to to. Como. to the Lao jMltwirifflf «*£ cameras are mu ready Nvwspapei ARTIST WAS A LAWYER’S APPRENTICE HENRI MATISSE, one of the greatest of modern French art ists, whose works now sell for hun dreds of thousands of francs, might have been a commonplace lawyer had not Fate stepped in when she did. He was born in a small town in Picardy in 1869, son of a wheat dealer. His childhood was unevent ful and he became a lawyer’s ap prentice. Then, Fate came along with an attack of appendicitis which left him an invalid for many months. In order to keep occupied while convalescing, he took up painting; and it proved so fascinat ing that he never opened another law book. Matisse’s first paintings, in the early 1900s, brought but a few francs. He and the group with which he associated himself, all fa mous now, were called “the wild beasts” because of their mad style. Their paintings outraged conserva tives of the art world. Matisse was accused of willful eccentricity, senseless disregard of nature, and a deliberate intent to advertise him self. His paintings were refused exhibition space in many galleries, but slowly he built recognition for his work. In 1927, his “Fruits and Flowers" won first prize In the Car negie International exhibition. In 1928, the Luxembourg galleries bid 300,000 francs for his picture, "Side board,” but the man who once could hardly buy enough bread with the few francs his work brought could now afford to donate the picture to them, accepting only one franc in order to make the transaction le gal. • • * SINGES WAS A BISCUIT PACKER USUALLY we are Inclined to give too much credit to chance or luck in analyzing the success of prominent people, forgetting that without the talent to take advantage of an unexpected opportunity they could not have risen. Helen Mor gan’s sudden rise to fame is an ex ample. Born in Danville, Illinois, her fa ther died when she was very young, leaving Helen Morgan and her mother practically penniless. When she was five years old, paint thrown by another child partially blinded her, and she had to spend a full year in a dark room. She sang to herself to pass the long dark hours and later she sang in a church choir in Chicago. There, she worked as a manicurist, a waitress, a comp tometer operator, and a model She was a ribbon clerk at Marshall Field’s department store and a bis cuit packer for the National Biscuit company. None of her jobs lasted long, for her eyes were always on the stage. She sang occasionally in cabarets and finally got a job through Ziegfeld in the chorus of “Sally.” Dissatisfied, she quit, and Billy Rose hired her to sing in his Backstage club. That was Helen Morgan’s lucky chance. The Backstage club was so small that she was forced to sit on the piano! Most of us woulc. con sider it a disadvantage, and per haps she did, too. But the public was interested; she became a sen sation, and speedily rose to fame. Musical comedies and motion pic tures starred her, and soon she was singing in a night club named for her, at a salary of $1,500 per week. Today she is known the world over. Perhaps, if Helen Morgan had not had to sit on the piano in the Back stage club, she would never have risen to stardom. Perhaps, she would have sung comparatively un known tor a couple of years, and gone back to manicuring or biscuit packing. But, remember, she had something worth delivering when she sat on that piano. C—WNU Service. AROUND •h. HOUSE Browning Biscuits.—Biscuit* can be given rich brown tops by brushing the tops with a pastry brush dipped in milk before plac ing them in the oven. • • • Disagreeable Odor.—The smell of new paint has a very bad effect on some people. To minimize it, fill a pail of water and sprinkle in it some hay and one or two onions, freshly sliced. Stand this in a room newly painted, and much of the smell will be neutralized. • • • Meat Pinwheels.—Biscuit dough, left-over meat chopped with onion, carrot and parsley. Spiced toma to gravy. Make your favorite bis cuit dough and roll out fairly thick. Baskets of Lace For Chair Set Isn’t it exciting to think that with your own crochet hook you can fashion a chair or buffet set as lovely and practical as this basket design? A bit of string helps do the trick, giving it great durability. Pattern 1437 contains charts and directions for making the set shown; material require ments, an illustration of all stitches used. Send 15 cents in stamps or coins (coins preferred) for this pattern to The Sewing Circle Needlecraft Dept., 82 Eighth Ave., New York, N. ¥. Please write your name, ad dress and pattern number plainly. Spread the meat mixture < surface, leaving an inch ojf dough uncovered. Then dt>ugh and meat together, slice off pinwheels. Or shallow pan and lay in wheels. Bake in oven until done, about ! • • • Storing Brown Sugar.—B r sugar will not become stored in an airtight jar, • • • When Drawers Stick.—B lead or black lead pencil on the edges of a drawer has become swollen from heat enable it to be opened and quite easily. Turnips Au Gratin,—For tasty dish half-cook turnips in 1 ing salted water, then cut fairly thin slices and drain Arrange in layers in a bu fireproof dish, and cover ei er of turnip with grated a seasoning of pepper, and little dabs of butter. The ers should consist of bread sprinkled with grated cheese dotted with butter. Bake in a i erate oven until well browned. To Glean the Piano.—Use suction cleaner to remove j_ from the inside of the piano, and clean the keys with a soft cMh :f moistened with methylated spirit.'■> Polish with a chamois leather. tHH Heating: the Oven.—Open tbfj oven door for a minute soon after . the gas has been lit and you find that the oven will get liN%|g much quicker. By doing so you ' ? let out the moisture that alw«sttf|i collects when the oven is not & use. WKU Service. Peace Is More Glorious*^ It is not enough to preach peMtvg by talking of the horrors of war;': for men are so made that prefer horrors to dullness, must persuade them that means a fuller and more life than war, if you would, them desire it passionately, Clutton-Brock. t ITS IK MUM KKRCT MlFA EDGE JAB -BU RUBBERS If your dealer cannot supply you, send 20c and your dealer’s name for a Trial Package of 48 genuine sge-resistant, live rubber Pe-Ko tings; soot prepaid. United States P Rubber Company |" Bark Defined A matrimonial bark is what a woman hears when dinner isn’t ready on time. Squeezed From Her Many a girl on receiving a pro* posal is hard pressed for an ' an swer. LIFE’S LIKE THAT I BUBBLES
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