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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.”
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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.
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Past Councilor’s Picnic
Past Councilor’s Club of Mount
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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.
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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.
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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. Whether its
Northampton or Dallas you can’t turn your back on a problem if :
you expect to be rid of the beetles or Amherst boys. :
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