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v MIS MENâ€"At Sarasote, Fla., Boston Red Sox manager Pinky Higgins (left) greets two of his players returning from the Army with a little‘ inspection, military style. They are Dick s P Brodowski, pitcher, and Faye Thorneberry (right), infielder. _ His Last Toast Was " Down The Drain" x A COMPLETE sTORY by B. L. JACOT Webb emerged into the open air with the package under his arm. The tube stction was a @ommunity shopping centre ‘bright with chromium and new . @oncrete. The district looked _ decidedly prosperous. He does himself well, Webb thought, as he set off up the hill along the avenue ~towards his friend‘s _ Well, here he was, Although mothing had been said about Harmerson‘s passing away last month, Webb saw the connection. For more than twenty years they had been systematically milking a trust fund. The only man who eould have uncovered the fraud was the managing clerk. Harmerson would never uncover anything now. This was what lay behind Johnson‘s gesâ€" tureâ€"a sort of celebration. "Of course I don‘t mind." Webb hbad said. "I‘d like to drop in on Webb noticed his nervousness ever this unprecedented invitaâ€" tion. "I live with a widowed sis. ter and she‘s away on a visit. YÂ¥ou‘ll be very welcomeâ€"that is, if you don‘t mind taking pot _ The visit had been Johnson‘s Sdea. With his bowler hat alâ€" geady on his balding head, Johnâ€" gon had turned at the office door as he left and said: "If you‘re mot doing anything on Thursday, eld man, would you like to come out and take a bite of supper with me at my place? Beckridge Park on the Central Line." The two old men had worked together in the same dusty, éreary, bookâ€"lined office overâ€" looking the South Bank for years. They arrived there each morning out of the unknown inâ€" to a little business world of its @wn, and each evening they disâ€" appeared again, each to his own private life. A curious inner excitement keyed him up. In all the years Anthony Webb had known the @olleague he spent all his workâ€" #ng hours with, he had never wisited his home. And now he was on his way to spend the evâ€" ening with Johnson. unbactity \P BB onasttin d mc iss sb liirnd s d wur A d B ) is clv ie i) B Bd L0 Montreal Canadiens similarly diced with hockey fate in the Cup series of 1953. They met Chicago Black Hawks the first round, won the first two games, Then, suddenly, Hawks wheeled in their tracks, beat Canadiens three times in a row, and with the next game on Chicago ice. looked like scoring a stunning upset. + So Dick Irvin, veteran Canadien coach, gambled. He benched four regulars, goaler McNeil, Paul Meger, Dick Gamble and Paul Masnick. He replaced these with four minor rae Calvert srorts counmn by Elmer Ferguson And so, by the end of the third game, Detroit which finished fifth in the regular season and beat Montreal and defender Boston in the preliminary rounds, held a seemingly unsurmountable lead. And here Leafs took one of the most dramatic gambles in Cup history. In a last minute sgwitch, Ernie Dickens, who spent most of the season with Providence in the minor leagues, replaced Bucko McDonald on defense. Gaye Stewart, just called up from Hershey, took Hank Goldâ€" up‘s xllct. Leafs put Don Metz in for the scoring star, Drillon. nd with this revamped lineup, Leafs made Cup history. They won the Cup in four straight, the only time in playoft history that a team lost the first three and came back to win. lufiners, goaler Jacques Plante, Lorne Davis and Calum McKay from Buffalo Bisons, Eddie Masur from Victoria. Plante turned in a storyâ€"book game, scored a shutout. Canâ€" adiens took two games, won the round and went on to beat Boston for the Cup. Calvert But Leafs gambled. Taking a desperate chance, they shot in three youngsters to replace established stars. Big Gordie Drillon, one of the great allâ€"time goalâ€"getters, had scored 23 goals and was an allâ€"star right winger for Leafs that year. Bouncing Bucko McDonald, now an MP, got secondâ€"team reâ€" cognition on defense. But Detroit concentrated on Drillon right from the opening faceâ€"off. That slowed down Leafs‘ whole offence because it tied him up and left Syl Apps, at centre, without a scoring mate. | . k 3 @ All sport is dotted with daring gambles e w that have added vastly to the drama. * 4. ?‘: And the Stanley Cup, around which have s .. . centred for more than half a century B some of the greatest thrills in Canadian sport, has provided many of these. Perhaps the most daring of all chanceâ€"taking came about in the Starley Cup finals of 1942, when Toronto Leafs faced Detroit Red Wings. After three gamesâ€"it was 4â€"inâ€"7 seriesâ€" the Leafs‘ cause looked completely hopeless. Wings had won the first three “fnmes. the fourth was on Detroit ice, and vicâ€" tory for the Wings was regarded as a mere matter of form. Your comments and suggestions for this column will be welcomed by Elmer Ferguson, c/o Calvert House, 491 Yonge Si., Teronte. AMMHERSTBURG, ONTARIO DISTILLERS LIMITED THE STANLEY CUP â€" PART i He would have been glad to get indoors but his host led him all over the place. "Doing a bit fot landscaping," he said. "Going to have a pond and a fountain here." He pointed to a deep trench. ‘"This is for the water supplies." They went indoors at length and Webb boldly took the plunge. He produced the bottle of vodka in its tinfoil and gaudy label. "This stuff was recomâ€" If he had brought a bottle of whisky or gin it could have imâ€" plied that he thought his host might be short. . Vodka was a novelty, wasn‘t it? It could be introduced on its face value. Why be so delicate about it? "Nothing I‘d like more," Webb said and they went outside. Anyâ€" one could see that Johnson was an enthusiastic and expert garâ€" dener, As he walked round the borders Webb still had the vodka on his mind. estate?" Webb put his parcel by his hat in the hall and soon the two old friends were raising their glasses. Gin and Italian yermouth was the drink, and as Webb looked approvingly round him he was wondering what he ought to do about the offering he had brought. The two old men had practiâ€" |Sizes are the bane of any housewife‘s shopping excursion. cally run the office. For years|Gerting exactly the right sizes in socks, shirts and pajamas for Harmerson had been in POO"|the male members of the family should be easyâ€"but isn‘t. health. The senior partner was s retired and the junior partner If the fabric isn‘t sanforized, there must be allowance for occupied himself with working|shrinkage. And in the interest of the budget, there frequently up business in the groWing \must be allowance for growth. Sizes, too, run somewhat differâ€" branch office at Bromley. The|ontly with merchandise from different manufactvrers. All in all, f:::““‘u"m"hl‘"o:" :: d“:lc:\:: a shopping trip can turn into a guessing game. who died in 1909, and almost everyone connected with it had died. A way of covering up deâ€" falcations had occurred to Webb but it depended on coâ€"operation. Webb was newly joined and so was Johnson. Webb need not have worried. When he hinted at the idea tentatively, Johnson agreed it was worth trying, and they had been "Workâ€" ing it ever since. , "So you found your way!" Johnson greeted him with an affable smile. Webb reached the last house in a culâ€"deâ€"sac, detached and set back among the trees. Wellâ€"like to see round the had The new, stretchable knifted fabrics in nylon or a combinâ€" ® 4€ |ation of nylon and dacron are removing much of the guesswork. :';i’:: One garment stretches to be right fit for several sizes without and | $099ing or binding. Thus it can span several seasons instead of need | 4st a couple of months. He put the glass to his lips and Webb trembled, his heart missâ€" ing a beat. But still Johnson hesitated. After he had taken a sip it would not matter much what he did. He would be dead as a doorâ€"nail inside five minutes. But now, the situation was delicate. . . . "Down the hatch!" Johnson called. Webb _ was standing, _ too. "Well," he said, lowering his glass to breast level. "Down the hatch!" "So this is what the Russians drink? _ No wonder â€" they‘re tough!" have tasted before: therefore he would not be suspicious of the slightly bitter taste. Secondly, whether he could stomach what his guest offered or not, he would have to be polite and swallow it. Thirdly, the poison was definitely not traceable and the assumption would be that Johnson drank his own liquor when entertaining in his own house. Webb opened the boitle and filled two glasses with the colourâ€" less liqui(i He held one up to the light and passed the other to his friend. Johnson was standing beside the mantelâ€" piece and took the glass with a grin. "Here‘s how!" he said. He sniffed delicately. Webb had a fixed grin on his face. Of course, he had thought out all the preliminary details very carefully. They were foolâ€" proof. But in the next halfâ€" minute a lot still depended on chance. PROTEST GERMAN REARMAMENTâ€"Chairman of the Bavarian section of the West German trade union Max Wonner (on rostrum, right) addresses a crowd of some 15,000 who had gathered at Munich to protest against German rearmament. The slogan at the speaker‘s rostrum reads, "Who does not want to shoot must discuss." At left a sign giving the total number of casualties in World War II is held.by the (‘skeleton" of a Nazi stormtrooper. Such fabrics are campletely washable (by hand or maâ€" chine), and need little or no ironing. They‘re done in both plain and ribbed types and in solid colors and stripes. And they‘re nice as gifts, since the stretch feature practically does away with the size problem. $â€"tâ€"râ€"eâ€"tâ€"câ€"h the budget with children‘s Tâ€"shirts such as these. Both are of same size, but stretchable knit fabric insures fit during several seasons of growth. Johnson took the bottle and examined the label. "Can‘t say 1 have. But that doesn‘t say I wouldn‘t!" mended to me by a relation of my â€" wife. In the trade. I thought I‘d bring it along and try it out in congenial company. It‘s the genuine stuff. Russian vodka. Ever tried it?" Stretchable Synthetic Knits Put Elasticity In The Budget BY EDNA MILES As he wiped off the delicately shaped Javanese club he had snatched up from the desk, Johnson‘s hand was shaking. He had to sit down for a time to At that moment something seemed to explode like a rocket deep inside the darkness of Webb‘s skull. For a moment it flared up into a thousand stars, each brighter than the sun. Then it faded and nothing was left but the darkness. _ Webb was dead before his body rolled under the table. Webb smiled again. Was the fool never going to drink it down? In the end he had to take his eyes away from the other‘s smiling, grateful face. He was frightened his impatience would show. To cover, Webb turned to place his glass on the sideboard. He was thinking: He‘s taking it now. In a couple of seconds it will hit him like a snowslide . . It‘s on his tongue now . . . going down his throat . . . Listen for the thump when his body hits the carpet. . . . raw red itchâ€"caused by eczema, raches. scalp irritathon, chafingâ€"other itch trou bles. Greaseless. stainlers. 39¢ trial bottle must satisfy or nrm? back. Don‘t suffer, Ask vour druggist for D. 0. 0. PRESCRIPTION Very first use of soothing. mlm(li:z;;a D.I{.D._ Prescription positively relieves "You beat me to it," Johnson said with reproach. He put his glass to his lips again and Webb took a grip on himself. _ His nerves could not stand much more of this. He wanted to shout: "Go on, man! Drink it, for Heaven‘s sake! Are you goâ€" ing to stand and gas all night?" ‘‘Twenty years of faultless coâ€"operation‘!" Johnson smiled, with his eyes fixed benevolently on his friend. "Happy days." moment that his back was turnâ€" ed Webb emptied his glass into a flower pot at his elbow. He rubbed the back of his hand over his mouth. "Phew!" he gasped. "It‘s fiery all right!" HTCH Webb cleared his throat drily. He couldn‘t keep his eyes off the stuff in the other‘s glass. He had an equally lethal dose in his own, but he had to take a chance about getting rid of it. Johnson said: ‘"To that man, comrade of my early youth, I really owe all this." He turned to the window waving the glass at the flowery prospect,. In the Webb was now very edgy. Why didn‘t the fool sip it? Why didn‘t he get it over? Johnson said: "I‘m going to make a toast of it, old man. This is an occaâ€" sion that calls for marking." Webb lowered his glass. "A toast?" To the man who started us off on the road to â€" success. Looking to you, old boy." _ The other sniffed _ again. ‘"There‘s nothing like trying anything once." & "Can‘t say I‘ve tried it myâ€" self," Webb offered. "Smells powerful, though." ISSUE 12 â€" 1955 $TOPP ED IN A HFFY Ah! woe‘s me, that I should love and conceal; Long have I wish‘d. but never dare reveal, Even though severely love‘s pains I feel; 4 Xerxes that great, was‘t free from Cupid‘s dart, And all the greatest heroes felt the smart. SHE cherished a lovely com:â€" pact decorated with feathers which carried her lipstick, pow der and rouge. Who was SHE? SHE was a preâ€"Inca girl who lived more than 1,000 years ago and whose mummy and per sonal belongings were found re cently by an archaeologist when he opened an ancient Peruvian tomb. Girls! Theré‘s nothing new under the sun. I SHE carrred in a curiously woven handbag a powder puff. tweezers and an orangewood stick to titivate the cuticles of her nails. SHE rouged her lovei;érl{é;ks so that men would gaze arâ€" dently at her. SHE plucked her dark eye brows, bobbed her hair. SHE tinted her fingernails and toenails. Burglars _ have _ frequently stolen birds from zoos. From a private zoo in the south of Eng: land budgerigars worth £600 disappeared â€" overnight. . The thieves were never caught, SHE used vivid red lipstick with skill and discrimination. Four years ago a reindeer in London Zoo was ~missing an antler. A young man is believed to have wrenched the antler from the head while the animal was feeding. An official said it was certain that the antler was not shed normally; the condiâ€" tion of the brow revealed that. What puzzled everyune was how the thief could have left the zoo without being seen. An antler three feet long is not easy x hide. In Hungary a man who broke into a circus tried to steal a crocodile. He lassoed the slumâ€" bering beast with a large rope but the crocodile was annoyed and seized the man by the arm, holding him until his agonized cries for help brought the night watchman to the scene The man was released and afterwards charged and impris one_d for his attempted theft. Thief Tries To Steal Crocodile He kept it in his country garâ€" den until the police caught up with him. Back went the reinâ€" deer to the zoo and the man served three months in prison. Who would want to steal a couple of snakes? Nobody, you might think. Yet a thief who at dead of night broke into an Indian zoo and got away with two goodâ€"sized snakes. _ They were poisonous, too. Thefts from zoos, menageries and circuses used to be much mork common than they â€" are toâ€"day. A man who afterwards said he was a great lover of animals and could not bear to see them in captivity once raid: ed a Rumanian zoo and got away with a young reindeer. Still, it was just what he needâ€" ed now. Returning to the room he lifted his untouched glass and drained it at a single gulp. When it was dark he wheeled the body out and tipped it into the trench he had dug three days before for the purpose. He partly filled the trench with earth. When the managing clerk died, it had struck Johnson, too, that there now was only one other person to share his secret and he had laid his plans with that inviâ€" tation. Everything had gone according to plan. The old fool and his expensive present of vodkal! recover his nerve before he startâ€" ed to go over to his old friend‘s corpse. He removed the clothes and burnt them in the kitchen stove, then he took the dentures out of Webb‘s dead mouth and dragged the body to the wheelâ€" barrow he had ready in the outâ€" house. i THE FORCE OF LOVE Who Was She? â€"George Washington â€"From "Titâ€"Bits". During the past forty years or so, the Wills family have given the Exchequer over £40,000,000 in death duties It was a member of the family who once visited Tristan da Cunha and was horrified at the If Sir John> Ellerman is the richest individual in the counâ€" try. then the richest family is the Wills, who still hold some £40,000,000 of tobacco shares. There pre a number of them, for the man who built up the family fortune â€" H. O Wills â€" had eighteen children. Like the majority of this dy ing race, he rarely hits the head: lines, is extremely generous and lives in quite a modest house at Eastbourne. Probably the richest man in the country at the present time is Sir John Ellerman. He in herited £40.000,000 from his fa ther who built up that fortune from secratch. . Before the Government had even contemplated clamping on currency exports, Lord Bute and his fortune were across ‘the Channel He used it to buy huge tracts of land round Tangier, farms and vineyards in Spain. the fabulous Rock Hotel, Gibralâ€" tar, and even a castle He had been clever. When Hitler started playing ducks and drakes in Europe, he turned most of his property into cash. His £6,000,000 sale of almost halt Cardiff was one of the bigâ€" gest estate deals in history Just before the last war broke out, probably the richest man in the country was the fourth Lord Bute. He owned half the city of Cardiff, as well as a string of docks and coalâ€"mines in Wales. His fortune was estimated at £80,000,000 When he died, just after the war, he left only £264,000 in English property. sign a cheque for sever figures In 1900 almost every noble: man lived in @ stately home and had the fortune needed for its upkeep. Toâ€"day there are fewer than a dozen noblemen who can be classed as millionaires. The Duke of Westminster is a millionaire but, by comparison with his predecessor, he can be regarded as a poor man. REDS LAG IN STEELâ€"Russia‘s new bosses will have to go some in their "guns, not butter" drive to catch up with the U.S. in stéel production. In Newschart comparing the world‘s steel production of 1939 with the estimated production for 1954, we almost doubled what Russia made last year. And steelmaking in the Satellites is so much less than U. S. capacity there‘s no comâ€" parison. Data, from American Iron and Steel Institute, exclude 1939 production figures for nations in the Soviet orbit, and estimated 1954 satellite production figure excludes Manchuria and North Korea. He is one of the last of a dyâ€" ing race â€" the race of millionâ€" aires, Every year their numbers decrease. â€" It is much more difficult to amass a million pounds toâ€"day than it was fifty years ago. It is almost impossible to inherit a million pounds. When Queen Vigtoria died there were over two thousand men and women in this country who were worth one or more millions. There were no death duties, hardly any estate duty and income tax was but a few coppers. Three years ago the total had shrunk to eighty men and woâ€" men in Britain who could still British Rich Men A Dying Race Aristotle Socrates Onassis, who recently hit the headlines when one of his whaling fleets ran inâ€" to trouble with Peru, is worth, at his own valuation $300,000,â€" 120 II;;MTAEHion Net Tom * es y â€"â€"â€" REST Of : Free woro F 1% mm ¢ i f s M @\}\,\u\ &5 "X: > Pions ‘I: § 0 â€"A 7 es P The young girl who begins to experience the necessity of lovâ€" ing seeks to hide it; but the desire of pleasing betrays the secret of her heart, and some» times reveals her hopes. _ We cannot fight for love, as men may do; We should be woo‘d, and. were not made to woo. Shakespeare, Nor hell nor heaven shall that soul surprise, ‘ Who loves the rain, And loves his home, And looks on life with quiet eyes. extreme poverty of the islandâ€" ers She wanted to do something to relieve their pitiable state But what could she do so far from home? Then she had an idea. She bought up every available thing in the luxury liner she was sailing in â€" food. clothes, furniture and piled it all on the beach before the ship sailed. Before very long the last of the millionaires will have gone and the world will be the poorâ€" er, in more senses than one. It was another member of the Wills family who heard a clergyman bemoan the fact that a certain district badly needed a church. She inquired the cost â€" £14,000 â€" and arranged for it to be built. proposed by Grey County carâ€" ried to the effeet that the scheme be continued for a year and then submitted to a vote. This will give the Producers Association time to reâ€"assess their position, find out how useful and reliable the new legislation will be, make plans for the coming year and bring all information to their membership. This latter point is most important as only a well informed membership can be V. 8. Milburn suggested that amother poll be taken of the producers in the near future. However, a motion coming from Premier Frost‘s constitueney, Victoria County, that such a vote be taken at this time, was defeated and an amendment Closed Ranks, For a while it looked as if the whole marketing scheme would fall apart when OFA Secretary again, In the rather stormy ses sions of the Annual Convention of the Ontario Hog Producers Association, it was the 13 man Forcefully presented by the delegates, a Grey County resoluâ€" tion bearing the signatures of 700 hog producers called on the Ontario government to revert to "its previous policy of protectâ€" ing the producers‘ rights" and appealed to all farmers for coâ€" operative action. â€" â€" "If we, the hog producers of Ontario, fail to attack the presâ€" ent inertia both within and without in a fearless and resoâ€" lute manner, we will undoubt edly find ourselves sacrificed in the interest of political expedâ€" iency and ultimately would find ourselves more completely the pawns of selfish and powerfu) business interests than we were before," wnm%d the presentaâ€" tion, Spokesmen of the group scored the Ontario government for its "timidity and reluctance . . . toâ€" l'nlrd providing adequate legisâ€" ation." delegation qgoncd by almost 100 farmérs from Grey County which carried the day. V'. MEA ROLL YOUR OWN ETTER CICARETTE WITH â€" .. PLAIN HORSE SENSE .. â€"Frances Shaw â€"Beauchéne CIGARETTE ToBAcco By F. (BOB) VON PILIS if life‘s not worth living it may be your livert u:l Ml‘.ll takes ap to two pinte .'h“. ® h tast chu|?y-m-’?i:¢ in .o.l'xovlu hfly.. your food may not digest . .puuh.z your stomach . . . ‘fi feal uud‘r.d +« n'llh\‘hlnw-u hpus&ml?'rhu Tivet Pills, Theps famote regotaile pills nap itimulate m‘fl- of h'vm Boon your dzs-fia- starta luntkmin\vmp"ly and you feel that happy days are here again! Don‘t on atarts funetioning properly and you 75"»..‘ Mpry 2m m‘u‘:‘: again! Don‘t wer stay sunk. Always keep Carter‘s Little Uvve P“‘- on hand. J: at your dvewiet. "Well, give me my money back!" ordered the depositor. The events of the last weeks may have had the effect of makâ€" ing farmers realize that schemes which are based on government appointed boards are Pund to be subject to "political considerâ€" ations." They are apt to be made a political football kicked around by parties who are dependent for financial support on interests directly opposed to the farmers. It this is done on government level behind closed doors the odds will be against the farm» ers, particularly if their leaders are influenced by party loyalties, The answer is to take the deâ€" cision out of the hands of govâ€" ernment and back to where it belongs, the Legislature. If each marketing scheme were to be established by a separate Act of Parliament, as it is done in Britâ€" ain, to be administered by a proâ€" ducer elected board under the supervision of a Minister who has to report regularly to parliaâ€" ment, there would be much less danger of underhand dealings, Individual members of the Legâ€" islature, acting in open session and conscious of the fact that they would be taken to task by their constituents, would have live up to election promises. This column welcomes critlâ€" cism, constructive or destrue tive and suggestions, wise or otherwise. It will endeavour to angwer any questions. Address mail to Bob Von Pilis, Whitby, Ont. The new was given : photographs duced in lo were not pr The new manager of a bank was given much publicity, and photographs of him were reproâ€" duced in local newspapers. All were not printed attractively. A depositor wandered in, walked up to the manager, proâ€" duced one of the photographie reproductions, and asked, "Is this your picture?" The manager assured him that it was. > "Are you the manager of this bank?" The safest solution, of course, was that taken by the fathers of present farmers when they elesâ€" ted their own UFO government. expected to have confidence im the leaders and vote intelligently on any of their proposals. There cannot be any doubt that the outcome of this battle tor producer controlled orderly marketing is of the utmost im« portance to all farmers in Onâ€" tario whether they are producâ€" ers of hogs or beef or milk or tobacco or honey or what have you. This is no time for haggling between Federation and Union; this is the time for closing ranks, lest the little bit of order, im marketing gets lost and chaos and anarchy take its place, Different Principle. "From all the consideration I get, the name of this depart» ment should . be changed to M abtbinansd i s cith nb MA The other admitted that he The Don‘t leave your loved ones unproâ€" tected. _ A nxx WILL FORM coste only 25¢. . Make %" own _ WILL, yoursel/, as over 1,000,000 others have done, Full direetions enelosed. Only 2¢, 'or if “mbui'nl‘blll! It;;dly send 20c for go paid Bax Form. SUSPICIOUS CHARACTER IT MAY BE YOUR LIVER MALADJUSTMENTS:!" SALLYS SAtLiES