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BALLPARK BALLETâ€"Moaking like a kiiimky of the diamond is Milwaukee Braves player Johnâ€" my Logan as he throws to first 16 :complete a double play. Dustâ€"eater below him is St. ml Cardinal Gene Green, © was forced out on the play. Stanislaw got out and walked | to. the nearest newsagent, but | hardly was his back turned than h.fi "chauffeur" slipped the car into gear and drove off. ( Of course, when Stanislaw | reached his hotel, the beautiful | blonde had vanished with the| AAfter reporting the trick to the police, he returned to Deâ€" trgit, a sadder, poorer and wiser man. Above all, he was irked ‘YHE BEACH â€" Pw of carrying on e and friendless?" + b Stanislaw Tiborski a mty â€" five â€" year â€" old Pole, ied up his house in Detroit set out for Chicago, with the of finding a beautiful, lov» wife. Booking in at a modâ€" man assured him. tential wife No. 2 then ) on to the scene. But her didn‘t appeal, and, like her ecessor, she showed lightâ€" red tendencies. Stanislaw hotel porter‘s aid in‘ his t. "Sure, I can fix you up," the porter. "I know plenty ACH â€" Neither giving an inch, Ann Schraede! and Dane, Bonnie, square off noseâ€"toâ€"nose in Miami mie had better take those sunglasses off before he enlisted 1‘ Experts agree that Babe Herâ€" man was one of the most horâ€" | rendous outfielders ever to surâ€" |round a fly ball: But the Babe | always insisted that he had never ineen hit on the head by a fiv ball. "Oh, no,‘ said the Babe. "The shoulder don‘t count." Orne of the writers asked in nocently, "What about the shoul der, Babe?" One day, in exasperation, he implored the sportswriters not to make fun of him like that "If 1 ever get hit on the head by a fly ball,‘ be said. "T‘ll walk off the field and quit the gam» forever." « "With‘the Yankees I could sit on the bench," the fellow reâ€" pied. "If I come out there, you‘ll put me to work." The fellow was making seven hundred dollars a month with the Yankees, but rarely ever got into a game. Upon being soid to a Pacific Coast club, he deâ€" manded nine hundred dollars. The club owner was astonishâ€" ed. He phoned the holdout. "How do,you figure you should get bigger pay in the minors than you got from the Yankees?" When an elderly bachelor, from Sydney, suddenly felt roâ€" mantic he joined a Happiness Club and met a 71â€"yearâ€"old widow. He married her, but within four months she left him, He mever bothered to look for her, and when recently awarded a decree nisi because of her deâ€" sertion, he bluntly told the judge: "I‘d fall for anything once, but I won‘t rejoin a Hapâ€" piness Club and <I won‘t reâ€" marry." So, finally, through this misâ€" carriage of a love plot, Pierre married the pretty cakeâ€"shop girl _ And Josette, «when her rage cooled, found Henri‘s rovâ€" ing eye on her. "You‘ve saved me from an unreliable man, perâ€" haps you‘ll prove truer," she told him. Henri then told the truth about the masquerade.; But Joâ€" sette, having witnessed Pierre‘s ardent "play acting," was furiâ€" ous. As for Michele, she thought Henri the most loathsome man on earth and Pierre, who kissed her so softly, the dearest. "You rat, kissing other girls!" she screamed, rushing at Pierre and kicking him. "And as for you, you wicked husbandâ€"stealâ€" er!" she shouted at Michele, seizing her by the hair and kickâ€" ing her ferociously, until the two â€"men intervened. "That man‘s a rogue!" h« shouted. Josette leapt into ac tion. ally had his arms about her, when Henri suddenly popped out from behind a tree, accomâ€" panied by Josette, Pierre‘s fiâ€" All seemed to be working out extremely well. Pierre, a charmâ€" er, quickly set Michele‘s heart fluttering. He was enjoying a secluded picnic with her, actuâ€" man who was going steady with a vivacious girl, Josette. Since he‘d promised Pierre a substanâ€" tial legacy, he felt perfectly jusâ€" enlisting the aid of his nephew, and a good salesgirl, Michele did not choke him off. Henri Nentes, devised a. fantastis® piot devised a fantastic plot to win the love of a pretty girl, Michele, who worked in a local SHOULDER ARMS CHARLEY‘S ANTE # ‘"We shan‘t interfere with his cricket. Mr. Watts is going to take me out in his car." "Car â€" at his age!" & "Well, it‘s not his, when he‘s in London he hires one â€" with a A proper shock Maud had when she came back and I told her Frank Watts was coming again toâ€"morrow and that was why he hadn‘t waited to see het. _ "Saturday! ‘There won‘t be room. Bert wants to watch the cricket on the TV." _ _"People don‘t change. Geo“ always said you were too proud ever to admit the truth, Hettie." Well, feeling like I had these past months, I just couldn‘t help telling him all about it . . . ‘ "And what about your Hettie " he asked. I started ing him how kind they we have me and look after me‘e since Dad went; but I didn‘t d well enough and could tell] didn‘t believe it. On Friday Maud went off to her whist drive all in a rush beâ€" cause of getting a few tea things ready, and then at three to the dot Frank Watts arrived by taxi, smartâ€"looking and not all that old. And for the first time for I don‘t know how long there was somebody that really seemed to want to talk to me. A proper gentleman, done well for himself in America, and reâ€" tired down near Brighton on his money. â€"al I didn‘t tell her it was his broâ€" ther, George, that had wante me to marry him, and thng Frank was only a nipper who‘ hardly left school then. "Well, he‘s coming to see me, not you," I said, "and if you just put the tea things ready, 1 can manage and Frank Watts will have to give me a hand if I can‘t." ‘‘Before your time â€" went abroad, he did." "Who is this man Watts anyâ€" way?" asked Maud. And then came the letter from Frank Watts. For all I knew he might have been dead and buried for years, and now he was on a trip to London and he‘d heard as 1 was still fit and living at New Cross and hoped I wouldn‘t be out if he called the next Friâ€" day â€" afternoon. i That didn‘t suit Maud, either. She wasn‘t going to give up her whist drive. "You‘ll never get in one with the mat worn off. Sometimes I wondered if the word welcome would have been there in the first place if I hadn‘t had two thousand dollars in the bank. But the TV hadn‘t been a wonderful thing at all. I was alâ€" ways sitting where they wanted to. If I wanted it up a bit so I could hear better, they all said it was noisy and Bert would go off to the Green Man where he said it was quieter, and then Maud would blame me for the state he came back in. Allâ€"very well grumbling about where I sat. Without the chairs I‘d brought with me they wouldn‘t all have soft seats for watching the TV. No, there wasn‘t any comfort except to think of all the other old people in the same boat, lasting too long, not . really wanted, the word welcome on They hadn‘t had the TV then. "Think what a wonderful thing it‘ll be for you, Grannie," they said, and I drew thirty dollars from the bank to help with the first payment. But, now it was all grunts and sniffs â€" and hints it was time I went up to bed even before nine o‘clock. Only they didn‘t seem nearly as happy and willing as wheff it started three years ago. ThiG it had been, "Of course, Gra can‘t live by herself, how she even get the coals in her â€"rheumatics? Grannie j come to us, same as we‘ve ways said if Dad was took first." But what could I do at eightyâ€" four? Couldn‘t get about enough to live on my own. I had to be obliged to my own flesh and blood for letting me live with them. * It â€" wasn‘t easy getting old. More and more aches and pains, especially when they didn‘t shut doors and left me sitting in draughts â€" and then more black looks ‘and things whispered softâ€" ly so‘s I couldn‘t hear ‘em. JET AGE RIVALSâ€"Visitors to the recent British Columbia Centennial Aviation Show at Vanequver got a chance to compare Russian and U.S. commercial jet airliners parked at the airport. in the foreground, above, is America‘s showâ€" piece, the Bosing 707, powered ‘by four Pratt & Whitney JT3 engines. The twinâ€"jet Tupolev TUâ€"104, background, is a veteran of service in the Soviet Aerofiot national airline; but by A Complete Story You Are Never Too Old "I expect you know what al. this is about," said Frank. ‘I knew your mother â€" Hettie, if I may call her that â€" many years £go and, well, to me she‘s stil as charming as she was then. Frank Watts armved in the evening at halfâ€"past six and * had a short talk with him in the diningâ€"room. Then Maud and Bert came in. "I can‘t think why you can‘t be happy here with us," said Maud. "When‘s he coming today?" "Not till the evening. He fe‘t he ought to come when he cou‘d see all of you." "Andâ€"and have you decided?" "Yes. I‘m going to leave it to tim. He can decide. So when ne does come, Maud, I‘d better have aâ€"quiet talk with him alone.‘ "He‘s a wicked old man, comâ€" ing here and upsetting youâ€"" f;"Upsetting meâ€"seems â€" more ‘ike he‘s upsetting you. Weil, I‘m going to have a rest upâ€" stairs:" The next day things were a bit different. For once Maud didn‘t clear away the teapot at breakfast without asking me if I wanted another cup. Nor did she do so much sniffing and sighâ€" ing as usual as if J was in the way when I tried to give a hand with the work. In the evening Maud said as h’g been thinking the back Not that I had any rest, beâ€" cause I could hear them talking eway to each other. . . "Bert may be right," said Maud. "Did you tell him you‘d got anything in the bank?" "Well, I wasn‘t having him think I lived here on charity." "And who‘s ever suggest»d vou did?" > ‘"‘Well, I can‘t say there aren‘t times when it seems an oc woman is very much in the way. I‘d have thought you‘d have liked the idea of me going somewhere else. Even if a good deal of the furniture, being mine, might have to go with "Has he? And how do you know? If you ask me, he‘s heard chat you‘ve got a nice little bit in the bank, Grannie, Anybody can spend a few dollars hiring cars to get their hands on a few hundred. You leave me what vou‘ve got, I‘ll leave you what I‘ve gotâ€"that‘s how they tal. ion‘t matter about your own alesh and blood, they can look after themselves. He‘s taking you for a ride all right." "And I suppose you‘ll move into Buckingham Palace with him?" asked Bert, sarcastic like. "He‘s got enough money to get something that‘ll suit two old people." "He‘s asked me to" think it uver, and that‘s what I‘m doing, no more, no less. He‘s coming sgain Monday. I‘m sure I‘m grateful to you both for having me here, but being in someâ€" tody else‘s home, don‘t seem the same as being in your own ", "Lonely! There‘s an ungrateful thing to say when you‘ve been here with us ever since Dad â€"" They all had a shock when 1 got back and Frank didn‘t come in with me. & "So we‘re net fit to meet your friends, eh?" Bart: said. e didn‘t like to come in, as things are now." hat do you mean?" snapâ€" Maud. â€" "Well, you might as weil rowâ€"he‘s asked me to consider getting married again‘" ed to them cheerfully ‘as we drove off. "Married again! At your age? You â€" you can‘t hardly look after yourself, and as for looking after a husband â€"" . "He‘s fitter than what I am and can look after me, that‘s what he says." "Aren‘t you being looked after now, Grannie?" ‘"We may be old but as we‘re poth lonelyâ€"" »niffed Maud. There were nasty remarks that night and next morning, but it wasn‘t difficult to pretend not to hear them. Then Frank Waits came and I managed to get into the car more easily than I‘d teared. One of those big open unes, it was. And we both wavâ€" " Ob; "Well, next morning she askedi m was cold in the winter , and she and Bert some {o had decided to ask the iMn at his works to come ekâ€"end and put in a point _!’m_lure I don‘t know," I‘ll manage." His friend Pawlowski, a Pole. admitted that he had visited Schamm on the evening of the ,tragedy. They had quarrelled, he |said, and Schamm had threatenâ€" ‘ed him with the gun. He denied |th-t he had in any way harmed Schamm but was unable to exâ€" 'p]ain how the farmer died. It | was obviously not suicide beâ€" ‘cause the weapon lav on a table |out fo §Schamm‘s reach. Scientists waited, watching the sun‘s rays on the bedroom winâ€" dow. A flaw in the glass caught the rays and focused them on the powder box of the gun. There was a wisp of smoke, a sudden report and the dummy jumped as a buillet ripped through its head. Pawlowski was exonerated! Pawlowski was lucky to escape sentence of death. T‘wenty years iater he was allowed to go with prison officials to Schamm‘s cotâ€" tage. A dummy was laid on Schamm‘s bed, the identical gun was loaded and placed pointing towards the bed, exactly as it was when found on the table. In a most bizarre case an inâ€" nocent man was nearly executed. Ir 1917 a German farmer named Schamm was found dead in bed, shot through the head by his own gun. Some time ago a chemist who wanted to achieve a romantic conquest doctored some candies with a drug which, he bélieved, would make a girl more affecâ€" tionate. But he used the wrong arug, and two innocent women died. "It‘s been very good of you; I‘d never have thought of it, Frank," I told him. "When you get back to Brighton, I hope vour wife‘s theumatics are betâ€" terâ€"tell her I know what bad legs are like, too" â€" From "Titâ€"Bits." < "Well," he said, "that ought to do the trick. But if you get any more trouble, drop me a line â€" don‘t hesitate, I‘ll come up right eway." There â€" were actually _ tears running down my face because Frank said it so weli, and Maud and Bert had the sense to leave me alone again with Frank be fore he went "Well, as it seems I must go on to the end &s a lonely old rgan, I‘ll just say goodnight very quickly. All I add is thisâ€"Hettie, if you ever change your you know my address. I have changed my mind." "I‘m a disappointed manâ€"very much so. But I‘m not grumbling, Hettie â€" as you put the facts to me just now, there is no other Aecision we can maxe. DOWN TO RIO â€" The State Deâ€" partment is expected to an nounce that Secretary John Foster Dulles will visit Brazil early in August, in spite of threats of mass antiâ€"U.S. demâ€" onstrations. Dulles would spend two or three days in ‘the capiâ€" tal, Rio de Janeiro. Officials discounted reports that. labor uniions and university students were preparing a 24â€"hour genâ€" eral ‘strike to coincide with Dulles‘ arrival. "I‘m a lonely old man, . too, sery lonely. I asked her to conâ€" sider marrying me. Well, my ‘oss iy your gain. I‘m lonely, but she‘s not â€" she nas the good juck to be well cared for by ker own family, and she feelsâ€" very tightly, I‘m sure â€" that it would hardly be fair now to ieave you after you‘ve been lookâ€" ing after her so long. Both old now, we tan‘t help that. the 707 will be able to carry more passengers at higher speeds when it goes into service. Comparison view ilâ€" lustrates design ideas in the two countries, reflected both In military and .commercial aircraft. Russians make the jet engine an integral part of the wing unit, while Americans favor the undersiung type. Odd Accidents mind, shan‘t Fate then killed him in an unâ€" expected way. He was on his way to the opera when the carriage wheels struck a bump in the roadway in Paris in 1914 He was found dead when the carriage stopped. Q. If one is in doubt as to whether an invitaton can be accepted, how should the acâ€" knowledgement be worded? A. You MUST state definiteâ€" 1y whether or not you can accept the invitation. It ‘s imperative always to reach a decision before answering. Then there was the man who «aughed at death by walking across Niagara Falls on a tightâ€" rope â€" yet never recovered from 1 bad jolt he received when he stumbled over a doormat outside his own home! One of the last of the famous French duellists, Labertesqus, was said to possess such strength that he could carry a fullyâ€" grown horse on his back An exâ€" aggeration? Probably, but he was a wonderful fighter and took part in more than 200 due‘s with pistol, sword and rapier, narrowly dodging death scores of times. j crook who had ass some time before : him of thirty dollars When a New Yorker went to hospital for treatment followâ€" ing a bout of influenza, he was allocated a bed adjoining that of a man )I&}lOS'e face looked {aâ€" miliar. He/gazed at the man‘s face for ten minutes and sudâ€" denly réalized the identity of the owner. He «asked a nurse to telephone the police telling ihem that fate had caught up with a thief they were seeking. The man turned out to be a crook who had assaulted hm some time before and robbed When the liner Titanic sank in midâ€"Atlantic after colliison with an iceberg, a Chicago man, James Kruck, escaped death. Years later he was in the Lusiâ€" tania when she was torpedoed, but was saved for the second time. But not long ago Kruck was crossing a tiny stream in illinois when he suddenly, colâ€" «apsed â€" and was drowned in eleven inches of water, HIS MOBBY‘$ ALL WRITEâ€"Reymond Paim shows off some of the 10,000 pencils he has collected over a 30â€"year period. He started on day when he needed a pencil and couldn‘t find one Most of his collection was obtained in trades with other collectors. He was her brother â€" very much alive. He, too, had read newspaper descriptions of the body and was so intrigued â€" it seemed to be so like himâ€"that he was curious to see his dead "double." That is the only known inâ€" stance of a corpse causing the reunion of a brother and sister in a mortuary. Odd Twists Of Fate When police‘fishea a body out of the Thames they little dreamt they were playing the opening scene in one of the weirdestâ€" ever twists of fate. A woman who read of the discovery feared from the desâ€" cription that the body was that of her longâ€"missing brother. She went to the mortuary where an official lifted the sheet for her to view it. Yes, it seemed to be her brother, even to the scar on his forehead. She wept bitâ€" terly. While walking away from the building, she gasped and turned pale, thinking she was seeing a ghost. For ‘advancing towards her was a tall, darkâ€"haired man with a scar on his forehead. When Walt Disney started his search for a dog to play the tnimal hero in the film version of the novel, "Old Yeller," Spike ianded the part. He was a naâ€" tural to play the lovable stray COOL COEDâ€"Whle her classmates sweltered, this young gradâ€" vate of the Bridgeton High School did something about the weather. During the rehearsal for the commencement exercises, she hiked up her gown and took advantage of the cooling breezes. "He wasn‘t much in the glaâ€" mour line," says Weatherwax, who can do more to win friends and influence animais than most people can with people, "but he had brains. I couldn‘t help thinkâ€" ing that some day he‘d get his break." "He was two months old, all nead and feet," says Weatherâ€" wax. "But he looked smart, so I gecided to give the little guy a rew lease of life." At the Weaâ€" therwax kennels Spike grew into a big, affectionate and highly ‘ntelligent. dog. But because of his mongrel appearance he got few acting jobs. Four years ago, this lopâ€"earâ€" ed yellow mongrel with lolling songue and bright eyes was lanâ€" guishing in an American dog pound, unwanted, unknown, homeless and without a future. There he was spotted and bailed out by Frank Weatherwax, one of the Hollywood family of aniâ€" mal trainers who made Lassie into a worldâ€"famous film star. Spike, the 115â€"pound shaggy mongrel who plays the title role in "Old Yeller," spent weeks cn a leash getting thoroughly ecquainted with Doug, a nineâ€" yearâ€"old bear owned by a proâ€" fessional trainer, Byron Nelson. Each animal learned to appreâ€" ciate the other‘s advantages. Spike had agility. Doug was suâ€" perior in brute strength. With this knowledge they went into the scrap with the utmost enthuâ€" siagm, each knowing exactly what to do. And they came out of it the best of friends. The answer is that both are experienced actors who knew just what to do! They rehearsed the scene for months, kicked up 1 terrific commotion while they were enacting it, but when the dust died down, neither bore so much as a scratch. How on earth, you wonder, as you watch that dramatic scene in Walt Disney‘s film, "Oid Yeller," could two animals be made to fight to the death beâ€" 1ore the cameras, presumably without hurting eacn other? Just at that terrifying moment, a big yellow mongrel dog bounds to the rescue of his little master â€" straight at the mother bear‘s throat. The fight that follows is full of snarling, howling fury as bear and dog siash at each other with bared teeth and fangs. A small boy, without thought of «danger, is happ:ily playirg with a cuddly bear cub he has round in the woods when the mother bear rushes forward, growling angrily. Fight To Death is "Just Acting"‘ sir?" in twentyâ€"seven languages ‘ncluding Burmexe, Swedish, Arabic, and Indonesian. He is a bootblack at United Nations‘ Building, New York. Wherever she may live, faâ€" cilities for helpifg the unwed mother are woefully few. â€" She may turn to a state publicâ€"welâ€" fare agency, the Salvation Army, or a Florence Crittenton home (an organization of residential homes for unwed mothers, with some 55 branches). However, a Children‘s Bureau report points out, "invariably, voluntary and public agencies report inadeâ€" quate funds and insuffigient staffs to offer medical care and social services needed by the unmarried mothers and their children." â€"From NEWSWEEK James Rinaldi is probably one of the most popular bootblacks in the world. He is also probably the most learned in languages. Jimmy can shout "Shoe shine, Government | statistics â€" show that the Southern states, and some of the large Eastern and Midwestern states, notably Pennsylvania and Illinois, head the list. A recent study by the Washington, D.C., Health Deâ€" partment reveals that the Disâ€" trict has more babies born out of wedlock than any other large city. The figures are higher in city than in rural areas, with the Negro rate two to three times that for white girls. In 1940, there were about 90,â€" 000 children born out of wedâ€" lock. During 1950 the figure was 141,000. This year, it may reach 200,000. "Two out of five of these births are to girls unâ€" der 20," said Mrs. Octtinger. ‘‘There are nearly 5,000 illegitiâ€" mate births a year to girls under 18." â€"© "The sharp rise in the numâ€" ber of young unwed mothers in the U.S. is one of our most traâ€" gic and disturbing problems," Katharine B. Oettinger, chief of the Children‘s Bureau in Washâ€" ington, D.C., said recently. § Disturbing Facts In The U.S.A. So Spike moved into the Disâ€" ney Studios in company with wightyâ€"four assorted animais which appear in the film. He found himself in a very‘differâ€" ent world from the dog pound of his early youth. Spike, film star, was provided with a shootâ€" ing brake, chauffeur driven, to himself, a makeâ€"up man, hair~ Cresser and a standâ€"in. €og who attaches himself to & woung ‘boy struggling to protect bis mother andâ€" small brother against all manner® of hazards in an untamed land. and helps im through them al}, "POLISHED"