The Dallas post. (Dallas, Pa.) 19??-200?, June 05, 1942, Image 8

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Acme Employs
Eleven Local Men
American Stores Company is
making considerable improvement
to its Acme Market on Main street.
~The store front is being painted and
new blue awnings are being install-
ed by Hugh Williams, Dallas Town-
ship awning maker. 7
Other improvements are being
made on the interior of the store.
New candy tables have been install-
ed and in the produce department
modernistic mirror display racks
with fluorscent lighting are being
used. Checking booths are being re-
decorated and many improvements
are being made in the meat depart-
ment.
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~The market now employs eleven;
~ local persons. They are: Ord Trum-
bower, manager; Earl Brown, assist-
ant manager; Ernest Harkins, meat
department manager; Robert Jones,
2 produce department manager; Wil-
liam Sutton, checker, and clerks,
‘Robert Price, Donald Cosgrove,
Robert Moore, Arthur Reese, Wil-
liam Wagner, Robert Downs and
~ Donald VanHorn, mascot and man-
about-the-store.
Store hours are 8:30 to 6 daily
with the exception of Friday and
Saturday. Friday the store is open
until 9 and Saturday nights until
9:30. ik
- Woman Arrested
; : For Beating Boy
- (Continued from Page 1)
~ pitalization of their mother. De-
~ claring that the Mead home was
not a fit environment for the two
children, Chief Stevenson contacted
a child welfare organization of
Wilkes-Barre yesterday. and had
them returned to the care of their
father.
Stevenson describes the case as.
‘one of the worst examples of cruel-
ty he has ever investigated. The
screams of the boy were reported to
have aroused the whole neighbor-
hood, and his condition may require
medical treatment and perhaps
cause permanent injury to his back.
Under law, Mrs. Mead'is liable to a
$500 fine, two years in prison, or
; both.
~ JOHN LEIDLINGER
a (“Red,” formerly with Frey Bros.)
? : All Kinds Of
LEATHER WORK REPAIRING
Very Neatly Done.
Harness, Collars and Horse Supplies
Dog Supplies and
LUGGAGE
117 SO, WASHINGTON ST.,
Dial 3-9459 Wilkes-Barre, Pa.
35Years Before
‘the “Horseless-
Carriage” ~~
STEGMAIER'S
was the Beer.
C. E. Duryea, the inventor of
the gasoline automobile, drove
% the first car in 1892. This was
35 years after Charles Steg-
i maier first brewed
his famous beer.
Today Steghaler’s
is one of America’s
leading beers.
BOTTLES
Order a Case now
STEGMAIERY
GOLD MEDAL BEER
EIGHTY-FIFTH #4. STEGMAIER
ANNIVERSARY * BREWING CO.
STEGMAIER BREWING COMPANY, WILKES-BARRE, PA
PHONE
Harvey’s Lake 3092
Wilkes-Barre 2-8171
Shavertown ‘Trumpeter
inds Fame In Army
(Continued from Page 1)
iteman’s piano player, a saxo-|
phonist from Donahue’s orchestra
{and several other former big name
bandsmen, plays every Sunday aft-
lernoon over a coast-to-coast hook~
up on the Army Matinee, and
chances are you've heard Bob's
trumpet taking a solo break every
now and then. Incidentally, Bob
and his fellow orchestra members:
were playing a broadcast on the
Sunday afternoon that the attack
on Pearl Harbor was announced, and
right after the ‘program was over
they all had to change from cool
civilian clothes into official Army
raiment. Bob hasn't been out of his
uniform since. §
His movie career was incident to
the picture, ‘Soldiers in White”
which was played in WilkesBarre
and West Side theatres just a week
or so ago. The film was taken at
Fort Sam, and close observation of
the Division Review scene would
show Bob striding along with the
Second Division Band. Third from
the left in the rear rank.
Bob’s picture will soon appear in
“Life” magazine, too. A couple of
weeks ago the' cameramen of that
enterprising publication invaded Fort
Sam and had the band march back:
and forth for the better part of a
day in order to get a good color shot
of its members. It was ‘one of the
toughest days Bob has put in for
the Army yet, but harder days
may lie ahead. In the last war many
of the Army bands went to the front
lines with the troops, and the same
experience may be in store for the
musicians of the Second Division.
Bob has been a musician ever
since he was able to lift a horn,
and played with dance orchestras
constantly from the time he grad-
uated from Kingston Township High
with the class of ’35, aside from a
year he devoted to studies, at the
Lewis Hotel Training School in
Washington, D. C.
He organized his own band in
1936, and for “several summers
played at the Campbell Inn in the
Catskill Mountains. Winters he was
with various bands in central New
York State, and the year before he
was drafted plied his trade in the
Big City itself.
At one time or another Bob has
come across several boys from this
section serving in the Army. Allen
Ockenhouse of Shavertown is in the
Second Engineers at Fort Sam, and
is bunked a stone's throw from
Bob’s barracks. Not long ago Bob
discovered that the trumpeter
marching alongside him in the band
is a lad from Swoyerville.
Bob is an avid reader of The
Post, which arrive at Fort Sam
every Monday. One day he had the
paper laid out ‘on his bed and one
of his buddies—a soldier from Dal-
las, Texas,—saw it. “Well, now,”
he drawled, “they must be getting
out something new back home.”
Seniors To Hear
Famous Educator
(Continued from Page 1)
will include a song of greeting, by
the juniors, and a response, also in
song, by the seniors. Class of ’42
in Review will be conducted by
Catherine Gilbert, Vannie Richards,
Herbert Lahr and Raymond Love-
land, and What the Future Holds
by oracles Iva Jean Graybell and
Howard Eiter. The Key Oration will
be delivered by Rhoslyn Williams,
Jr., and the Junior Response by
Lewis Meacham. John Fink will play
a saxophone solo. Others partici-
pating: Elva Ranier, Jean Haugh-
wout, Arthur Reese, Edward Field-
ing, Doris Henning, Mary King, Rus-
sell Greenwood, Helen Staub, Mil-
dred Beline.
Senior officers are Rhoslyn Wil-
liams, president; Joseph Gallagher,
vice-president; Marian Gregory, se-
cretary, and Phillip Cease, treas-
urer.
Members of the graduating class:
Lois Frances Adams, Geraldine
Bertram, Robert: L. Boston, Cather-
ine J. Brace, Sarah K. Breslin, Mil-
ton J. Evans, John Meeker Fink,
Joseph J. Gallagher, Iva Jean Gray-
bill, Russell Greenwood, Arline J.
Hill, Hannah H. Hidgen, Marjorie
J. Howell, Wilma A. Hunt, Harriet
Margaret Jones, Shirley Marie
Jones, Raymond H. Loveland, Claire
J. Malkemes, Gordon May, Helen E.
Ness, Carolyn M. Nitz, Leo Theo-
dore Schwartz, Anna Spaciano,
Rhoslyn M. Williams, Jr., Bernard
J. Wisnieski, Francis G. Young-
blood.
Margaret Jean Atkinson, Mildred
D. Beline, John A. Blase, Philip H.
Cease, Howard R. Dieter, Marian
Winifred Gregory, Jeanne P. Haugh-
wout, Betty L. Hawk, Louise S. Haz-
eltine, Doris J. Henning, Frederick
M. Johnson, Mary E. King, Donald
C. Kresge, Bessie Jeanne Linaberry,
Florence Ethel Marrow, Austin D.
Meachem, George W. Nichols, Elva
I. Ranier, Myfanwy M. Richards,
Harry, M. Smith, Helen E. Staub,
Vi AR? | Elsye Mae Updyke.
Isadore Brookus, Sharps R. Cy-
phers, Anna Mae Earl, Edward G.
Gensel, Catherine H. Gilbert, Her-
Bernadine J. Prushko, Elaine Norma
Tallada, Joseph Yatsko, Nettie M.
Bulford, Edward. Fielding, Anna
Grace Manzoni, Arthur W. Reese.
New Hope
Comes To Parents
(Continued from Page 1)
hundreds of men, women, children
and military personnel from Java
and other Dutch East Indies possess-
ions, under constant fire and other
adverse conditions, and flying 16
to 18 hours a day to fulfill this
hazardous duty.
The complete letter follows:
Headquarters,
Trans-Atlantic Sector,
Ferrying Command,
Bolling Field, D. C.
Dear Mr. and Mrs. Poad:
Early in April the Adjutant Gen-
eral officially notified you that
Lieutenant Poad was “Missing in
action.” Days have slipped by much
more rapidly than we realized. Each
day I have intended writing you
more fully upon this official notifica-
tion. The demands of war condi-
tions have made it impossible for
me to get around to it before this.
I didn’t realize that so much time
had elapsed until Lieutenant Poad’s
uncle, Mr. Wilfred Morgan, called on
me yesterday.
We have hoped against hope that
we would receive some definite in-
formation on the. crew that was
| lost with Lieutenant Poad. Many
of our boys who were reported miss-
ing in the same series of engage-
ments have since turned up, and as
you know it is the policy of the
War Department to carry missing
personnel simply as “missing in ac-
tion” until something definite is
proven to the contrary.
I was not privileged to know
Lieutenant Poad’s family, Mr. Mor-
gan being the only member that I
met, but I want to assure you in
all sincerity that we have never had
a finer boy, cleaner in personal
habits, in conversation, more cap-
able and loyal as an officer, or
more likeable as a personal friend
than Lieutenant Poad. He accepted
every assignment given him without
question and in every instance re-
turned a good account of himself.
Immediately preceding the en-
gagement in which he was reported
as missing, he and his crew did one
of the most outstanding pieces of
work ever recorded in Army Air
Annals, evacuating not scores, but
hundreds of men, women and chil-
dren, military personnel, etc., from
bert J. Lahr, Jr., Elwood Protheroe,
mt —
Java, and other Dutch East Indies
possessions, under constant fire and
other adverse conditions. It is of
record that this crew : flew their
ship 16 to 18 hours a day in all
kinds of weather off improvised
fields in the fulfillment of this haz-
ardous duty.
‘We hope Lieutenant Poad and his
gallant crew return to us, to his
country, and the bosom of his home.
Whether he does or not you can
know that he has fulfilled every ob-
ligation of a man and a soldier to
his country. As soon as we have
any additional information on Lieu-
tenant Poad or other members of his
crew we shall be glad to write you
further. In the meantime if there
are any questions we can answer
for you or additional information
that we can send you, feel free to
write us.
Yours very truly,
CURTIS A. KEEN,
Major, A. A. F.
Change Staff Of
Air Raid Zone 9
(Continued from Page 1)
nounced that additional Sector War-
dens wil be appointed to provide
greater coverage and security in
Zone IX.
Anyone who desires to have his
name placed on the list as a future
warden is asked to communicate at
once with either Mr. Currie, Dallas
436, or Mr. Laidler, Dallas 431-R-2.
New instruction classes in Firt Aid
will soon be formed.
If a Navy balloon lands in wild
country, the pigeons are the only
method of obtaining help.
Borough Captures :
Basketball Pennant
(Continued from Page 1)
destined to win its third straight
championship. On May 15th, how-
ever, it suffered its first defeat of
the season at the hands of the
borough players, who tied for first
place and subsequently built up a
two-game lead.
Outstanding player for Dallas, and
also for the entire scholastic league,
was Harold Brobst, who fanned a
total of 80 batters—an average of
10 per game—and hit consistently
throughout the season. Mightiest
batsman, however, was ‘Jigger”
Jones, Lehman first baseman, whose
home runs and extra base hits kept
his team in the running from start
to finish. Most bizarre game of all
was played between Kingston Town-
ship and Laketon on May 26th,
when the Trucksville team walloped
its hapless opponents 37 to 1.
Brobst’s champion teammates in-
clude Harold Roberts, catcher; Bob
Moore, first base; Clinton Brobst,
second base; Bob Grose, short stop;
Tommy Reese, third base; Edward
Tutak, left field; Bob Roberts, cen-
ter field; Carl Roberts, right field,
and utility men Harry Grose, Henry
Urban and Harry Carroll. Clarence
LaBar was coach.
The Final Standings
Team won lost
Dalls Borough
Lehman
Dallas Twp.
Financial Statement For All-Back Mountain
Memorial Day Parade and Horse Show At Lehman
May 30th, 1942
RECEIPTS
Donations for Prizes
Receipts from “Chipping in” Tickets .
Entrance fees for Horse Show
Expenses for Judges
Prizes for Horse Show (Cash)
Dallas Post for Printing
Ribbons and Trophies
Road Sign
(General Expenses
Balance over expenses
ets al Ne
—$284.19
— $259.72
$ 24.47
This amount has been deposited in the Dallas National Bank to the
credit of the Back Mountain Memorial Day Committee for use of a similar
affair in 1943.
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H. A: SMITH, Treasurer.
lof butter,
From-
Pillar To Po:
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for three pairs, two dollars if b
by the single pair. This is pr
about what we are going to pa
the cheapest rayon-and-silk n
tures before the end of the present
war. The trend toward bare legs
and anklets will hold down too great
a jump in price. If stockings cost
too much, girls will start painting
themselves a pair with suntan lotion
for best, and wearing toeless sandals
over bare feet for sports. Stockings
are no longer a necessity.
There were some odd substitutions
in the food-markets. Wheat-flour
was supposedly reserved for the
soldiers and sailors, along with the
choicer cuts of beef. It was a mys-
tery what became of all the things
the civilians did without, for ac-
cording to the A.E.F. the soldiers
lived exclusively on gold-fish and
corned-Willie.
The bread-substitutes were not so
bad, but they were somewhat
crumbly. Corn-meal was never in-
tended by nature to be made up
into a loaf of slicing-bread It was
destined for higher things such as
a good soft corn-pone with plenty
or better still spoon-
bread. And according to my way of
thinking, oatmeal should be con-
fined to the cereal bowl.
The girl at the bread-counter,
speaking the purest Bostonese, cor-
rected each customer's lapses in
English. “Lemme have a loaf of
that oat bread,” said the customer.
“Madam, you mean OATEN bread”
said the clerk. But that’s Boston
for you.
Fortunately there were no substi-
tutions made for baked-beans and
brown-bread, otherwise the natives
of New England would have starved
to death, come Sunday morning.
Along with the beans and brown-
bread appeared the conventional
codfish-ball. With the submarines
actively engaged along the Atlantic
Coast "during the present war, the
Land of the Sacred Cod may be
temporarily codless. The idea is
horrible to contemplate, but as long
as the beans and brown-bread hold
out, the Bostonians will not suffer
too severely.
Along the many patriotic substi-
tutions, the prize-winner was prob-
ably the whale-steak. There it lay,
dusky of complexion and somewhat
resembling horse-meat, on the bed
of chipped-ice halfwar between: the
meat-section and the fish-section,
and partaking of the nature of both.
The butcher, clothespin on nose,
pped a small steak in a thick
and delivered it at arm’s
th. Going home on the street-
with the whale-steak in my
y basket, I noticed that the
passengers were eyeing me
gely, and moving to the far
of the car. The package un-
apped in the privacy of my own
tchen, the aroma rose in a wave
and engulfed me. Maybe it would
taste better’ than it looked, so I
broiled it. The flavor was remin-
iscent of a tough steak, over-ripe,
left out in the sun on a warm day
with a piece of fish skewered to it
fore and aft. We filed the whale
in the garbage bucket and fried a
couple of eggs.
And when I say we fried a couple
of eggs, I am speaking in lavish
terms. Eggs hit an all-time high of
a dollar and twenty cents per dozen.
Sugar skyrocketed to twenty-five.
cents per pound. When butter
| dropped in price to the unbelievable
figure of seventy-five cents per
pound, the entire neighborhood
turned out en masse and stocked
up. Beefsteak cost ninety cents per
pound, and hamburg fifty.
There was an unfounded rumor
that salt would be scarce or even
unobtainable. The retailers, thor-
oughly cognizant of the fact that
salt is one of those things which
is always present in sufficient quan-
tity, and that as long as the sea
holds out there will be salt, even
supposing that every salt-mine in
the United States ceased operations,
encouraged the sale, tongue in
cheek. Yes, indeed, they could let
the customer have a hundred pounds
of salt if she would promise not to
let on to the neighbors where she
found the treasure.
I sometimes wonder what hap-
pened to those enormous bags of
salt. Did the deluded customer use
the surplus for ice-removal during
the next cold-snap, or did she park
it in some vacant lot—as did one
lady I know very well—and write
it off as experience, charging it up
to profit and loss ? :
A lovely pastoral picture takes
form before my eyes. There, in a
rocky pasture, a herd of Jersey '
cows contentedly chew their respec-
tive cuds. Ever and anon they low-
er their heads and pass an affec-
tionate and reminiscent tongue over
a block of salt. The salt block has
worn away somewhat with the pas-
sage of years, twenty-five of them,
but the great part of it is still in-
tact, still stubbornly resistant to the
storms of summer and the snows
of winter. It is a precious heri-
tage, passed on from Mother to
Heifer. Great-great-great grand-
mother Jenny licked it’ when she
was but a calf.
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