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& i A Spare Man On A Bowling Team Although strong men have cowered and ladies fainted at my manly physique, I am not "ry primarily noted as an athlete, ut I do think the night I beat the All Stars should go down in history, comparable, at least, to the time I was playing left field and made a put-out at home plate. These two events, togeth- er, should assure me some fame In the annals of sport. The fact that these noteworthy achiévements took place in the minor leagues, . so to speak, should not detract from their significance. The baseball event, alone, is a world's record never even attempted in any league. I was on the high school team at the time, playing left field be- cause I had rubber boots. The man who laid out our baseball diamond had. to blast a ledge away from the shortstop posi- tion, and he used up all the ap- propriation before he got into the outfield. A boiling spring came from under the ledge, and it exuded into left. Playing left field was just a token position, because it was so hard to field a ball out there the teams had a gentlemen's - agreement nobody would hit there, and if by acci- dent anybody did, the advance was limited to two bases. So I was standing out there ankle deep when Red Peaks came up to bat. He hit a Balti- more chop, and our infield be- came confused. There was a . good deal of throwing around, and we had him in three separ- ate run-downs -- between sec- ond and first, third and second and home and third. As he _ad- vanced, slowly but "surely, it seemed wise to me to come in and lend a hand. Thus the play went from 4 to 3 tol to 3 to 4 to 5 to 3to2to6 tod to3 to 6, etc, etc, and finally to me, and 1 tagged Red out as he slid home. It. was not only an unusual play, but it was exciting to watch, and the crowd enjoyed it. They continued to cheer and laugh long after the play was completed, and now and again' they would subside and go limp until somebody guffawed again, and then they ivould go off into another round of hilarity. For a time it was a famous incidnt, but after I was graduated and went into other pursuits people sort of forgot about it. Of late years my athletic in-- terests have been confined to cribbage, - popping- -corn,- and} shaking condiments on my meat. But recently I decided I was get- ting flabby and out of trim, so I undertook being secretary of our community bowling league. This: gets'me to the bowling alley one night a week, but the job is en- tirely clerical. T have to keep individual sheets on each bowl- er, compute averages, and show total pinfall and high scores. I took the job because nobody wanted it, and I felt the frater- nal aspects of the bowling league shouldn't be peopardized by hit- or-miss records. The casualty rate in secretaries had been high. Some men had to give up the job because they moved out of town, and some moved out of town so they could give up th job. There is no emolument, but there is the happy consolation that one is contributing to a good fellowship. ~The bowling league brings to- - gether every walk of life in our town, in bantering good will and in friendly competition. It was my feeling that by taking over the scoring I might protect the 'worthwhile aspects of the asso- ciation from foundering for lack of computation. J But I am not much of a bowl- er. They tell me I have a smooth delivery, excellent form, and a natural follow-through of good quality. I would make high eu, scores if I could just hit the pins. In my official capacity I am not on the roster of any team, but if some regular bowler has to be out of town or for another' rea- son defaults, I sometimes stand in for him and see what I can do. I enjoy this. And the other night the team from the Wor- umbo Mill lacked a member, be- cause Johnny Galgovich was "working three to eleven. Upon due application I was prevailed upon to substitute for him. ~ The Worumbo team was match ed, that evening, against the All Stars. The All Stars have been leagiie champions more times than I remember off-hand, and are the team to beat. Four, of their team are averaging over 100--and as we bowl candlepins with the three small balls this is a most <atisfactory average and should not be compared with the misleading figures of the much easier game where they bowl two balls with bottle- pins. The captain of the Worum- - bo team, when asking me to bowl with them, explained that they had no chance of winning anyway, and the evening would . be little more than a cruel 'slaughter. But you can't tell about me. The spark was struck. It wasn't my bowling, befause I got my, "customary 78 the first string, but ~it must have been my radiant "personality and my bonhomie. The other members of the Wor- umbo {eam began knocking down pins they didn't even hit. Nothing was wrong. One lad managed to heat down-six spares in a row, and after the third one his eyes were glazed and he was tottering with emotion. He would hit off to one side and get just as many pins, His score ran up like the cash register at a meat couitter; and--the -All- Stars -be- came visibly dismayed. Tha All Stars were hitting precisely, beautifully, perfectly. But nothing much happened. The more they tried, the better they bowled, and the poorer their score. In the end they. all went home wilhout saying goodnight, hardly, and seemed fo be sad.' , They congratulated us, but their "hearts were not in it. And in the record book, it shows that I bowled on the winning team. I inked it in a little heavily, to emphasize it, because T felt it was an important item, and since I am sccretary I felt it was up to me to do it.--Bv John Gould in The Christian' Science Moni- tor. WAR--EGYPTIAN VERSION--Future historians may believe that the Anglo-French invasion of Egypt was repulsed with heavy losses to the invaders if they judge by this new Egyptian stamp. It commemorates the recent fighting by showing three Egyptian "resistance" fighters, one a grenade-toting girl, charging for- ward as enemy parachute troops are slain on the Port Said beach and an enemy ship burns in the background. ---- B. Portable 31. a bird CROSSWORD iin" if . Pair 6. Mark 35. Told . T.Stageoflife 37 Twilled cloth PUZZLE 3 Tree trunk 40. Healed the 9. Most sick 10. Organ of sight 42. Came to rest E ACROSS 62. Conjunction 11. Spread to dry 45. Nimble 1. Divide with = 63. Pay out 17. Armpit 46. Black bird 'the grain DOWN 20. Arouse 47. Tendency 23. Driveatan 49. Tableland 6. Flap 1. Razor angle 61. Felled trees '9. Came together Bharpener 25. Present 63. Watch pocket 12. Instant 2. Self-esteem 27. Perlod of time 54. Sheep 13. Days long 3. Body organ 28. Nothing £5 Went swiftly gone 4. 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P.O.W.s held by the Italians were taken over by the Germans and Michael Blackman, a young officer serve ing with the Sherwood Forest- ers, and captured at Tobruk, de- cided that the time was ripe to attempt an escape. ~The P.O.W.s were to be moved from the camp, so time was im- portant, Previously, Blackman had worked on a tunnel under the floor of the canteen bar as a means of breaking out of Bologna prison camp. Feverish- ly enlarging this, he and two companions squeezed into their positions in the tunnel in the early hours of the morning of the day they were to be moved. "Each of us had a sitting space of three feet by four feet , .. my knees and ankles were in a permanently bent position in front of me, and my whole body was in the shape of a flattened S. After the first hour in this contorted position I began to feel signs of numbness and cramp. The blood seemed to be draining away from my legs and I started to get pins and needles in my back and feet," writes . Michael Blackman in his gra- phic and entertaining account of fre escape, "By The Hunter's Mon". And so the hours crawled by. At the appoinnted time -- the three men had decided to make individual break-outs -- the author cautiously raised" the trap-door, crawled out and, in stockinged feet, made off. Run- ning across the grass he stumbled and fell over a Ger- man. The man didn't move -- _he was dead drunk. Then came the moment Blackman had dreamed about -- he was over the wire! But the boots which he had tied round his neck had slipped off .during the scramble. It was going to be tough going. } After sevenly-odd miles over stones, rocks and stubble, his feet were in pretty bad shape. One day Blackman arrived at quite a large church with "an adjoining priest's house His re- quest for food and drink was readily met. After the meal, as the traveller rose from the table: "to leave, the priest noticed that his feet were bare. He thought for a"moment and then hit upon an idea, In a valley a couple of miles away was an Italian infantry division; the priest would take his guest to see the general per- sonally. He felt sure the gen- eral would supply some boots. Alarmed at the thought that he was so close to a whole division of ex-enemies, Blackman hast- ened to assure the priest that he didn't want to pester the general with such a trivial mat- ter. But the priest was adamant, Threading his way through guns, . soldiers, lorries, motor- cycles. and other paraphernalia of warfare, he escorted his com- panion to where an artillery officer priest waved his umbrella at him and asked where he could find the general. At the small house to which they were di- rected they were met by two staff officers. In matter-of-fact tones the priest addressed them: "The Englishman wants boots." Guarded by three armed sen- tries, Blackman waited 'until a motoring cyclist drove up and handed a pair of boots to the . guard who in turn handed them to the bootless traveller, Just as Blackman had finished lacing them up the general himself appeared. That the general was. sur- prised to see an Englishman in the middle of his division was apparent, but after five minutes' conversation he took leave of his visitor with: "Au revoir, mon brave. Bon chance." Happy with his boots, Blackman con- tinued on the road to freedom. Crossing the Pescara River seemed a formidable prospect. He chatted to some peasants and was told that his best course would be to proceed over the Pescara dam -- a vulnerable * key-point guarded by just one watchman, Blackman had barely set foot across the dam when a big man came up, seized him from be- hind, dragged him into the pow- er house, bolted the door and pushed him into a chair, It looked to the escaper as if his bid- for freedom was over. But quickly the man reached for a book, opened it, and placed it before the author with the order to sign his name and add his address. Obediently, Michael Blackman complied. The big man snapped the hook shut, drew back the bolt on the door and signalled to Blackman to carry on across the dam. This he lost no time in doing -- thankful to have got away with out losing anything more than his "autograph" sat on his horse. "The ES i a i a i THE BARONIAL YOUCH - - Breakfast | In \ bed is only ¢ one of the baronial privileges accorded Baron and Lady Wolfschmidt, the two white Borzois seen above being served chopped filet mignon at San Francisco's St. Francis Hotel. But the Russian hounds don't always have it so good. It was just a stunt set up to' plug a new brand of vodka. President Eisenhower's recent visit to the drought stricken areas of the south-west has caus- ed -considerable comment, but XI don't believe there are many -- in Canada at least -- who realize just how serious the situ- aiton Is down there. So for your information I am passing along . part of a dispatch from Boise City, Oklahoma, which will give you an idea. » . » Five years of extreme drought have left an economic Scar that threatens to become as lasting as the wind-gouged erosion of this normally fertile, produc- tive country. It is a natural disaster that has struck primarily at agriculture. But, like an octopus whipping its tentacles out and lashing at every- thing within reach, the economic dislocation caused by the _drought now threatens the un- |. derpinnings of this entire high plain, and even of the whole Great Plains area itself, some- thing like one-fifth of the area of the United States. Cattlemen, wheat growers, cotton farmers, sheep raisers all are facing economic ruin -- ex- cept those fortunate few, a piti- fully small percentage, who hap- pen to be in position to tap un- derground sources of badly need- "ed moisture or the few river reservoirs built in the last two or three decades by the federal government : Here in this area are concen- trated the problems of the Great Plains, aggravated by a drought now in its sixth year. The air itself is dry. It's the kind of atmosphere that keeps ~wood from rotting: It dries every- thing up. Houses which have stood as landmarks on the flat- lands for more than a deccade bear the marks of grinding.sand blown from the earth's surface by a wind that never stops. There is more than irony in names of landmarks, natural and man-made. Running Water Creek, which rises northwest of Clovis, doesn't even show any permanency on the maps, where the broken line indicates a stream that disappears almost before it gets started. Old set- tlers along this stream don't know where it got its name, Somebody had a bitter sense of humor. "Else he tried to cross it in a flash flood," one old-timer sug- gests. R P) . But these people out here have courage, symoathy, determina- fion, and pride. It's. different from the dust bowl days of the 1930's. There are no ling lines of jalopies, bearing families and their few possessions westward to Califor- nia. Wes Izzard, publisher of the Amarillo, Texas, News, recall: those days. They were going west on Highway 66.bv the thousands. Cities like Amarillo, as well as small towns, could do little more than give them a meal of hot soup, some bread, maybe a gal- lon of gasoline, a pat on the back, and send them on. The westward micration of 25 vears ago was by farm tenants from Texas, Oklahoma, Arkan sas, Mississippi. Not all were fleecing from the drought. They were trying to get out of an economic trap of falling farm prices, no markets for their pro- ducts, and climatic reverses. Thev had no pride of owner- ship. Few owned anything more than an iron bed, coal-oil stove, a Model T Ford, and a few clothes. All they had to do was tc nile in the car and head west. Today, though, a great sociolo- gical change has taken place THEFARM FRONT almost a revolution. More people own farms they live on, or have a big share of partnership. * * * "It will take more than a drought: to get them off," said one local representative of the Farmers Home Administration. "These people have a courage to see it through, with a deter mination fortified by a pride of ownership that was missing In the 1930's. "And there is a sympathetic understanding for each other's problems The farmer who hap- pens to be lucky enough to have © flowing wells for irrigation realizes that the dryland farmer is hitting some tough years caus- ed by conditions beyond his con- trol. . "And the farmer who can fr- rigate his crops knows that some- where the cost of bringing that --water---up from deep in. the ground is going to hit an econ- omic point beyond which there won't be any percentage in farm- ing. Then he, too, will be looking un at the skies, hoping those rain-bearing clouds get up here from the Gulf of Mexico just at the right time to run into a cold front heading south from Canada." o These. people need help, but they don't want charity. Most of them have have alreadv mort- gaged their farms to the hilt just to take care of ordinnary running expenses. It costs money to buy seed year after year, put it in the ground, and watch ft blow away without even sprout: ing, much .less taking root. And it costs plenty to have to haul in hay and grain year after vear to feed the stock. Some of the biggest landowners in the country have been selling off section after section; trying to keep themselves in business un- til the rains come. Local banks have -done about all they can to keep the econ- omy from going under. They have stretched their facilities to make loans. But bank loans are made only to farmers who can show they are pretty good risks. And nobody is a good risk if he can't get moisture for his crops, Br grass on the range for his stock. 0 RR IATA EA tt IY Bt eR iar AEST PELE vil] PALS BERS BA By Rev. R. Barclay Warren B.A, B.D, Our Mission as Disciples Matthew 0:35-10:8, 24-25 Memory Selection: The har- vest truly ls plenteous, but the labourers are few; Pray ye therefore the Lord of the har- vest, that he will send forth labourers into his harvest, Mat- thew. 9:37.38. Jesus ministered by teaching, preaching and healing. He min- istered not just from a sense of duty but because he felt for -the people. He had compassion on them. But the task was too big for him alone. He urged the disciples to pray that the Lord of the harvest might send forth labourers, Some of those who attended on the ministry of Jesus came to share his vision. They saw the need and felt for the people. They prayed for God-sent lab- ourers, Twelve of these ardent souls Jesus called to himself and sént forth to help answer . their prayers, They were given power to cast out unclean spirits and to heal all manner of sick- ness and all manner of disease, They put no price on their ser- vices. Jesus said, *"Freely ye have received, freely give." He. warned that they would receive persecution. Nearly all denominations are crying about this shortage of ministers. Too few are sharing the vision of the need of the people. We are too money-min- ded. The spiritual needs of people about us do not impress us deeply. We do not feel for Upsidedown to Prevent Peeking A 1 -- AW 4 (a) =r Fxlwlzlp -Z oz <o <Z/<¥ wz </Z ' A . Le - Vir EVIFO SEE SARE ATR TI AEE FIERR AAT II SASTRY them and with them. He there are few called of God a sent forth, Ministers * are not pald a8 much as those in other profess sions where a similar perlod of preparation is required, have to dress better than can afford. But they get along When they have extra expensg on account of such emergencleg' as sickness there are alw appreciative parishioners rally: to thelr support. When o knows he has been called God to the work he would n exchange it for any other. British Publisher and mul millionaire Lord Beaverb sald 25 years ago: "It I were in a position te influence the life of a sincere young man today, 1 would to him, 'Rather choose to be am avangelist than a cabinet mine ister or a millionaire' When § was a young man. I pitied my father for being a poor mam and a humble preacher of the Word. Now that I am older X envy his life and career." THE FEAST OF ST. SWITHIN ~The Feast of St. Swithin on July 15 is the familiar date because of the old legend attatched to his name, but the origin of the leg- end is perhaps not so familar. Swithin was a pious monk of Wessex, who eventually became Bishop of Winchester. He was .admjred and trusted by all who knew him, and rose high in mat- ters of church and state: Never- theless he remained so humble in spirit that he asked to be bu=- ried outside the cathedral, where the rain from the eaves would - fall upon his grave. Bishop with more grandiose ideas planned to have him re-interred in a splendid and orate shrine inside the cathedral. But legend has it that on July 15 in the year 971, the day apppointed for this proceeding, the ghange so upset the Saint that it rained for forty days, whereupon the plan to move his body was given up. A minor piece of folklore attached to the main legend, and still current in some parts of Eng- land, speaks of July 15 as "the day which the apples are chris- tened," referring to the showers which may fall to help on the apples to ripeness. <Ol<dlywio ll o<o SWENYO/OEE JOO <OWENOIOI ZI |W [IER Y SESE] NEES wk OCEOIa woo S=>woillow SE wo wu WY |< IY <> WZ Fw Z-E<|=ERT We (HF <x/Ojw/- IZ [Dw =Owjill-o/will Flulolz-1= Sars ®|0 Drive With Care calf a on 55. 3 in A + A Poe SEN - PRICELESS -- Most precious animal in the world is the appealing mite pictured above in the Columbus Municipal Zoo. It's a girl baby gorilla, precious because she represents a triple triumph first gorilla breeding in captivity, first conception and first birth. Her arrival tossed an H-bomb in world zoo circles. Theories, some 100 years old, 16 days old when this picture was snapped, "Sweetie Face," said it never could happen. has a wizened face, a head the size of an orange, is 15 inches long and weighed four pounds at birth, She lives in an incubator and is fed human baby formula. TRAGEDY AT NIAGARA -- The news camera catches the 'prelude lo a wintertime trage Niagara Falls, Ontario, as these deer struggle in the icy rapids leading to Horseshoe "a, They are. three of four that were trapped in the swirling currents: They battled for mere than a mile and got ashore, but were frightened .back into the water, They were swept to their deaths over the falls. A later ae pa A