. PAGE TWO THE POST, FRIDAY, AUGUST 11, 1950 Is Peace and a BROADWAY AND MAIN STREET All This Ex-Boxer Wants Now By BILLY ROSE Bit of Pinochle One of the more off-colorful characters around Broadway these days is Kid Herman, ex-great of the prize ring, who runs the news- stand on the southwest corner of 42nd street and Times Square. The Kid, according to the record books, lost only once in 140 pro- fessional bouts and was one of the few men to beat Benny Leonard. What’s more, he is reputed to have been as scrappy outside the ring as in during his black-and-blue period. ; Today, a muscle-bound 56, he likes to think of himself as ‘a stick of sugar-coated Gandhi.” ‘Me and the world has seen too much fightin’,” he told me the other night. “All I want now is peace and a little pinochle.’” While we were talking, as if on cue, a man rushing for the subway bumped into the ex-pug. “Sorry, Mister,” apologized Her- man. “If I'd known you was com- in’ I'da baked a cake.” The man’s glare relaxed into a grin. “I coulda flatten- ed him with a punch,’ said the Kid, “but what would it prove? Ya never convince anybody by hittin’ him. It’s better to go along with peo- ple. F’rinstance, take the gink who runs the newsstand across the way —Patsy White. Used to be a great fighter. Had a string of 14 straight knockouts till he met up with me. I knocked him down 15 times in 10 rounds, but the first time Patsy heard me tellin’ about it, he said it was only 14 times. So the next time I tell it, just to make him feel good, I said it was 14 times, but Patsy says, ‘Who you kiddin’? It was 13." Well, every time he hears me tellin’ it he slices off another knockdown, so finally I says to him, ‘Okay, let's leave it this way. Mosta the time you was fightin’ me from a horizontal position.’ ’ * * * JUST THEN, as if he knew we were talking about him, Patsy waved from across the street and yelled, “How's it goin’, Kid?” “Come on over an’ get yer name in the papers,” Herman yelled back at him. “In a minute,” said Patsy. ‘‘Un- der the arch!” ’ “What does he mean, under the arch?” 1 asked. “I¥s a private joke we got.” said the Kid. “When we were kids we lived near the Brooklyn Bridge, and when we didn’t want to do our fightin’ where the cops could see us, we used to say, ‘Meetcha under the arch, and then go under the bridge and Billy Rose settle things fair and square. By the time 1 was 10, 1 musta slugged it out with every punk in the neighborhood — all ex- cept Patsy. “Then a few years ago, after we both set up stands on Times Square, some bad blood comes up between me and Patsy for the first time. The way it happens, one day I order two bundles of papers in- stead of one, and when the truck delivers them they forget to drop off the regular one for Patsy. So naturally he thinks one of my two bundles is for him, but when he comes over to get it I tell him it's mine. Well, one word leads to an- other, so finally I says, ‘Under the arch.’ *‘That’s fer me,’ says Patsy, so we pile in a cab and drive down- town. » » * “MY WIND AIN’T what 1t used to be, but I musta knocked him dewn half a dozen times before it hits me how crazy it is for a couple of near grandfathers to be beatin’ each other’s brains out. So I drop my ‘hands and say, ‘I just remembered somehtin’. I meant to order two bundles but forgot to do it, so you was right the whole time. Let me buy ya a steak and make it up to ya.’ ‘* ‘Lucky ya remembered,’ Patsy said, ‘because I was just gettin’ warmed up. I'll buy the beers.’ As _1 was about to go, Patsy White came across the street and the Kid introduced us. “l was just tellin’ my friend,” he said, "how we go under the arch and 1 knock you down six times.” “You remember wrong,” said Patsy. “It was only five.” “1 meant five,” apologized Herman. “See what I mean?” he said after Patsy had gone back to his stand. ‘‘Next time it'll be four. And after that, three. But what's the dif? It makes him feel good and it’s no skin off my nose.” LEIDINGER’S 117 S. Washington St. Wilkes-Barre, Pa.—Phone 3-9459 Don’t sell your antiques be- fore calling LEIDINGER'S. Rifles, Revolvers, Guns, Fur- niture, Glass, Silver, and Coins. Entire Estates Bought. Kunkle W.S.C.S. Plans Bnnual Tea At Hall Kunkle Methodist Church W.S. 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AT KINGSTON CORNERS ‘FOUNDED 1208 Corporation SAFETY VALVE August 7, 1950 Editor of Dallas Post Dallas, Pa. Dear Editor, ; Your editorials have power in the thinking and the consequent action in affairs in the so-called Back Mountain. I noticed last week that you had a “Guest edi- torial”, and although I never wrote a letter to the editor, much less an editorial, I] am moved to ex- press my opinion as to the second editorial, “Others Find Ways To Consolidate”. Our schools are crowded. We are asked for new buildings, new equipment, and new personnel in faculties and principalships, We wish for the best for our children and have always done so. For the most part our townships are furnishing a fair fundamental training in the Three R’s, but many of them have been sidetracked in some of the “progressive” ideas in education that -lead them into oc- cupations that leave large gaps in some of the fundamentals of read- ing and figuring. = Real penman- ship is a lost art. «Many of the virtues of the Three R’s have been lost. The present emphasis on “social values”, finger smearing, the creation of Indian murals and Eskimo villages, has left our children in the common schools with temporary amuse- ment but with little solid content requiring intellectual effort. It is gratifying to note that a committee of the Rotary Club is enlisting membership of parents and citizens into a committee to become affiliated with the National Citizens’ Commissions for better public schools. The National Com- mittee has handled many amalga- mations of widely separated and divergent school districts, and much can be learned from its ex- periences. However, each extended area, such as the Back Mountain, has its own problems, problems which must_be settled locally. Kingston, Ross, Lake, Dallas, Lehman, Noxen, Beaumont, can, if they will, erect and equip, man and pay for, as fine a senior high school as is to be found in Pennsylvania. All of these districts must sooner or later expand their facilities. To contribute to a Joint Mountain High School would be no more ex- pensive and far more efficient than to allow each small district to expand too little, too late, and too expensively. For the following reasons, then, 1 would advocate a real Consoli- dation program. 1. Consolidation local control. 2. Consolidation would give finer facilities. 3. Consolidation would elminate reduplication of plant facilities and personnel. 4. Consolidation would cost less money in the long run. I have already written at too great length, but I would like to say that Idetown looks good to me as a central point for a Back Mountain Senior High School. 1°A. R. Editor's note: The writer of this editorial has been a neighbor for fifty years. He is a successful bus- inessman, a former teacher, and has always maintained an enlight- ened view of educational problems. gives greater Past Councilor’s Picnic Past Councilor’s Club of Mount Vale Council 224 Daughters of America, will hold a covered dish picnic at the Harveys Lake Picnic Grounds, Wednesday, August 16. Those attending are asked to bring a covered dish, sandwiches, and ‘their own table service. LOOK For The Name REALTOR when buying or selling real estate. The principal interest of a realtor is to see that the transaction, large or small, is com- pleted in an intelligent, ethical manner. Your local realtor D. T. SCOTT JR. Dallas 224-R-13 D. T. 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HICKS Sports Editor WILLIAM HART ONLY YESTERDAY From The Post of ten and twenty years ago this week. From the August 9, 1940 issue of : The Dallas Post The Post is launching a cam- paign to find a new and more descriptive name for what is known as the Back Mountain Region. Back Mountain suggests Back Woods, and is not suitable as a tag for one of the most beautiful regions in Pennsylvania. Anybody who is apt at names is requested to submit an entry which may be judged against other entries. . The five contestants submitting the best titles will each receive a book of tickets to the World's Fair. Judges will be Burgess Her- bert A. Smith, T. A. Williammee, supervising principal, and the Editor of the Post. No decision has been reached as to moving or altering the Odd Fellows’ Building on Main Street. The building is in the path of the new highway. Dallas High School Band, aug- mented by band members from Dallas Township and Lehman, will give an open air concert tonight on the Borough School grounds under direction of Howard J. Hallock. g A proposal to install fire-plugs {in central Dallas was submitted to Dallas Borough Council Monday night. As an alternate plan Harry Ohlman, chairman of a committee from Dr. Henry M. Laing Fire Company, proposed erecting gates across Toby's Creek to impound water in case of an emergency. Governor Arthur H James has come out for Wendell L. Willkie. 10 pound bag of granulated sugar, 43 cents. Flour, 24 pound bag, 69 cents. Coffee, 2 pounds 31 cents. The wedding of Miss Alys Joseph, Shavertown, to Kenneth J. Wool- bert, Trucksville, will be solemn- ized September 2. Hoover family will hold its 29th reunion at Farmer’s Inn Thursday. Asahel and Almira Rood reunion will be held at Wolfe Grove next Saturday. Kocher family will hold its thirty second annual reunion August 17 at Glen Brook Community Park. Firemen’s Annual Carnival will be held in Shavertown on Satur- day. Home-made articles will be on sale, and the auxiliary will serve a baked ham supper. Ladies Aid To Meet Tuesday, 8 P.M. Loyalville Ladies’ Aid will hold an official Board Meeting on Tues- day evening at 8 P.M. following the regular business session of the organization. - Read: The Classified Column Ransom History (Continued from Last Week) “In February, 1781”, I take Mr. Ransom’s own words, “I was in Canada 45 miles up the St. Lawr- ence River from Montreal, on an island with about 166 American prisoners. We were guarded by the refugees, or what were known as Tories, belonging to Sir John Johnson’s 2nd Regiment. In com- mand of the guard on the island was a young Scotch officer by the name of MacAlpin, some eighteen years of age. very severe, and a great snow- storm came up and drifted before the door of the guard, who sent for American prisoners to shovel it away. They refused, saying they were prisoners of war and he had no right to set them to work for his pleasure. Enraged at this, the officer ordered them into irons and directed others to take shovels and go to work. These also refused and were ironed. So he went on commanding and meeting with resolute disobedience to what the prisoners considered a tyrannical order. “They had taken up arms and perilled their lives to resist British tyranny, and would not now, though prisoners, submit to it. Some were ironed together, some to a bar holding four. Thus the officer kept putting prisoners into irons as long as he had handcuffs left. Among the last who refused were myself and one William Pal- meters. We were then put into an open house without a door, or windows, and directions given that we should have neither victuals, brandy, nor tobacco. But our faithful friends contrived to evade the guard, and we were furnished with all. There we remained all night, suffering extremely from the cold. The next morning Mac- Alpin’ came, thinking our spirits would be broken and demanded if we would not shovel snow. With one word all announced, ‘Not by order of any d-d Tory.’ ‘He then took us out of that place and put us in a hut just finished with a good floor, and we sent for a black man, a good fid- dler, for we had two on the island. We then opened our ball, dancing to keep ourselves warm, jigs, horn- pipes, four and six-handed reels. Where four were ironed to one bar, they could dance the cross- handed or what we called the York Reel. We continued in this merry mood until one Scotch gentleman found the place was too good for us. He then took us out and put us into a loft in one of the huts, with ceiling so low that a man could stand up, only under the center of the ridge. Here we were kept in extreme suffering for two days and nights. In the mean- time, MacAlpin sent for Charles Grandison, our fiddler and ordered him to play for his pleasure. The black firmly refused to play while his fellow prisoners were in irons. He was tied up and ten lashes laid on, but his firmness was not to be shaken and the officer sent him back to his hut. “But I have left my story to tell about the fiddler. MacAlpin sent for soldiers to bring up some of the prisoners, several of whom were flogged severely, and one against whom the Tories took par- ticular spite was tied neck and heels, a rope about his neck, and he was drawn up to the chamber floor and kept there until almost dead, let down, and drawn up again. One John Albright, a com- tinental soldier, was flogged almost to death for being a kind-hearted man and speaking his mind freely. But not one American was found to shovel snow. “We remained here until the ninth of June, when myself and two others, James Butterfield and John Brown, made our escape from the island and laid our course for Lake Champlain. The 11th at noon | we came to the lakes, and three days after that we reached a settle- ment at Hubbertstown, Vermont, the next day Castleton, a fort, and from that to poultney where I had an uncle living. My companions went on to Albany, and there proclaimed the cruelty of the Scotch officer. This was published in the papers, and a flag later dis- patched to remonstrate against such abuse of our men. We had the pleasure .of hearing, not long after, that MacAlpin had been broken in rank, the prisoners being called as witnesses against him.” After visiting relatives at Canaan, Litchfield County, Connecticut, of which he was a native, Mr. Ran- som returned to Wyoming and soon after joined his company, at- tached to Colonel Butler's regiment and stationed at West Point. Here he remained until honorably dis- charged after the war. . From that time on, Mr. Ran- som resided at Plymouth, upon the beautiful Shawnee Flats, perhaps the richest portion of Wyoming. He was called by his fellow citizens to command the regiment, which his knowledge of military tactics fitted him to do. Having served his country during the dark hours of the Revolution long and faith- fully, and unambitious of office, he has lived and still lives re- spected and beloved. Hardships endured while in the service com- bined with age have much affected his limbs, so that he helps himself along with short staves or crutches. He could scarcely dance now, though his heart, I will answer for it, is as light and his spirit as firm for liberty as in ’81. . The winter was |, § Barnyard Notes The garden is a fright and the Japanese Beetles have taken pos- session of the roses; but last weekend Myra and I turned our backs on the whole venture and returned to the Connecticut Valley for the first time in fifteen years. It was her birthday—one of those ten-year milestones, so dis- tant when she was twenty and a student at Smith and so real now that most of her classmates are grandmothers. We'd planned to be off at daybreak, but you know how that is with chickens to feed, cats to corral and last minute instructions to give the force at the Post. We were off at 10:30 and would gladly have returned before we reached Tunkhannock—but for fear that someone would wish her happy birthday. From Susquehanna, through Oneonta and New York State to Troy we were impressed with the Central Schools in every village, buildings that were architecturally beautiful and that would do jus- tice to any college campus. Behind them were well laid out play- ing fields and in most instances garages housing from six to a dozen school busses, evidentally owned by the districts for transporting students from surrounding areas. We spent the first night at William#town, Mass., seat of Wil- liams College, one of the most beautiful college communities in Am- erica. At the Inn we found the same Deerfield pattern that we have on our walls at home. We would gladly have stayed at Williamstown for the rest of the weekend for the Boston Symphony was at Tangle- wood, near Stockbridge only a few short miles away; but our plans had been made to visit Dartmouth at Hanover, New Hampshire, with a stop at Bennington, Vermont, which we have always missed on our trips north. The stop at Bennington was one not soon to be forgotten. There we visited Battle Monument and old First Church of Bennington, the oldest church in Vermont and one of the oldest in America, rivaling in its simple beauty Burton Parish Church in Williamsburg, Virginia. It was the meeting place of eight of the early legislatures of Ver- mont and in its adjacent churchyard lie five of Vermont's governors and many of her founders and defenders. The museum and art gal- lery just down the hill from the church has an excellent collectio of Sandwich and Stiegal glass. 3 We could not leave Bennington without looking up a Dartmouth classmate, Dr. Harris Browning, chief of obstetrics at Bennington Hospital. Twenty-four years ago we had been his Thanksgiving guest at his home in Westerly, RI. and at Watch Hill. He told us that there are thirty physicians in Bennington, with a population no greater than the Back Mountain Area. Bennigton College campus impressed us; but not so much as Margery Ludlow who invited us into her home when we questioned her about the school. Hers is a home filled with antiques; but more unique is her work with old china, no matter how badly broken, so long as she has an original pattern to follow. Though she has never advertised, valuable broken pieces are sent to her from collectors in all parts of the United States. In her little shop just off her garage she restores them and redecorates them until they challenge the sharpest eyes of experts. Most remarkable, she restores the broken pieces so that they have the original ring of a perfect piece. We don’t know whether she is so hospitable to all who pass her door; but we met Margery all because we asked her brother who was mowing the lawn, “how many students are enrolled at Bennington?” You never can tell what a chance question will lead into. That one led us into one of the most pleasant hours of our trip. From Bennington we headed north through the Berkshires for Hanover, by way of Rutland and Woodstock, Vermont. The campus was much the same, but with many new buildings and none of the old faces. We might have spent the night in Han- over but $14 for a room for two at the Inn made us concsious that most of Dartmouth’s graduates must have found it easier £0 make a living than we have most of our lives. What we know about the out- side and the inside of Dartmouth’s buildings was learned while liv- ing in Mrs. Chesley’s house on Lebanon Street where bed was $20 a month and board was earned waiting on table at Mary Smalley’s eating club. ® Although it was late, we headed down the river for Windsor, where a Tavern keeper with a sense of proportions welcomed us with two double rooms and an adjoining bath for $7.50. Twenty miles—Hanover with a college, and Windsor with the State Prison— made a whale of a difference in hotel prices. The following morning we were off early, on our way to North- ampton with stops at many antique shops along the way; but at Wiggins’ Northampton Hotel we found the Coney Island of the antique world. It was a toss up whether Myra would spend the rest of her vacation browsing among the Curier and Ives prints, old china and music boxes collected by Mr. Wiggins or visit the Smith College campus where she might feel more like an antique herself. The campus was more beautiful than ever, with so many new buildings that at first we had difficulty in finding our way around; but at last we found Washborn House where she had roomed during her student days and then everything became familiar. Memories crowded back and only the timely appearance of a house mother willing to talk saved the day. “This is a quiet place now, but it will be lively enough when the girls get back”, and she told of the prob- lems of a house mother when the boys come ‘over from Amherst, Williams and Yale to haunt the campus. We left her planning her strategy for the fall term. Monday night found us back again in Dallas planning ours against the attacks of Japanese Beetles that had consumed most of the roses and the young leaves on the cherry trees. 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