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(Continued from Last Week)
Crime To Be A Pole
My right-hand sleeping partner
was George, a fine lad, whose only
crime had been that of being a good
Pole. He told me that he intended
to escape the next day. He had
been picked as one of the prisoners
to ride in the truck for provisions.
George tried to persuade me to run
away with him. I thought his
proposition over, but I was still so
certain that I would be released,
that I decided against it. The follow-
ing day, George did indeed leave by
truck. He made ome return trip,
then left again and that was the last
we saw of him. In the end, I re-
gretted not having gone with him.
We Poles, soldiers of the Home
Army, felt it was very degrading.
The days passed. There was no
news from home. In vain some of
us strained our ears to hear our
names called out. Desperately we
wanted some of our families to
come. My anxiety mounted; what
had happened to Lania? Had the
Russians by chance picked her up
too? I dared not think what would
happen to her if they had.
Herded With Germans
One thing in particular bothered
us. Besides the problem of trying
to satisfy our hunger and thirst and
the problem of keeping relatively
well, there were the Germans with
whom we Poles were forced to
associate. I do not mean to imply
that we were snobs; it was just that
we felt it was a slap in the face to
receive from the Russians, our
allies, the same treatment that was
meted out to the Germans, the same
Germans who had for so long perse-
cuted the Polish nation. We finally
put in a demand at the camp office
to be kept separate from the Ger-
mans. We indicated that this was
the wish not only of the Poles, but
the Germans as well. The camp
commander, a Soviet captain, gave
his officer’s word of honor that the
present arrangement was merely a
temporary one. Eventually, the
groups would be separated.
There were soon more ‘than 13,000
of us in the camp. We counted each
group as they came in. We repre-
sented a veritable cross-section of
Poland: intellectuals, doctors,
lawyers, priests, workers, city dregs
and criminals. Here at Rembertow,
class lines and social status vanished
The attitude of the NKVD guards
and soldiers toward us grew worse
with each passing day. One example
of their vindictiveness was shown in
their treatment of the prisoners in
front of the latrine every morning.
For the 3,000 people in the camp
there was only one latrine with six
seats. Ome can well imagine the
throng waiting every morning in
front of it. Since most of the
prisoners had digestive disorders,
many of them could do nothing but
crouch in the vicinity of the building
and relieve themselves. This practice
met with the disapproval of the
Russian guards posted outside the
barbed wire fence, who, to the great
glee of the NKVD soldiers accom-
panying them, would fire several
The shooting regularly ended with
four or five corpses and a dozen or
so wounded. On one such occasion
“Gramps” received a light wound in
the leg. During the month that I
was at Rembertow, this shooting
pastime occurred five times. How-
Main Office
Market and Franklin
ever, despite these drastic methods
of teaching us hygiene, the inmates
continued to risk death; there was
no other choice. The penalty for
soiling other parts of the camp was
no less severe.
Soon we were no longer permitted
to go out into the corridor at might.
Each nocturnal visit to the latrine
was a risky business, for the guards
liked to shoot if you walked a little
faster at any time. We all slept in
our clothing because the room tem-
perature of our barracks was too
low, and the soldier on duty in the
corridor was in the habit of waylay-
ing any night strollers and taking
away from them anything they
might have that was better than
what he had himself.
Visit From Melania
At last the day I yearned for
came. One of the soldiers ran into
my room and called, ‘Lieutenant
Heller to the sentry box!” He didn’t
have to tell me that twice. I dashed
out of the barracks in the direction
of the barbed wire. In the crowd
of women standing a little distance
away from the fence, I saw Melania
dressed warmly in a sheepskin coat
and a fur hat. I called to her and
she waved to me. The guards did
not let her ccme any closer than
she was. A soldier even pushed her
back with the butt-end of his gun.
I heard her call that she had left a
parcel for me with the guards and
would be back in a few days with
another parcel. She stood a while
longer and with a tired step walked
away. A weight fell from my
shoulders; I knew she was alive and
free. ?
My friends Kupla and Michael
also received packages that day.
We ceased to be hungry for a while,
and we had cigarettes which we
shared with those around us.
Three days later I was called out
again. Melania had come. The
officer on duty summoned me to the
sentry-house and said I would be
able ‘to see her for a moment. I
was surprised at his kindness.
Through a small window in the
sentry-house I watched Melania
detach from a group of women when
she heard her name called. In her
haste she failed to notice a tree
stump in her path. She stumbled
over it and still clutching the sack
she was carrying, she fell to the
ground. She must have hurt her-
self badly. But she clambered to
her feet quickly in order not to
waste any of the moments she was
allowed to spend with me. When
she had crossed the threshold of the
sentry-house, 1 saw now why the
officer had been so lenient. Eagerly,
he grabbed the flask of whiskey that
Melania got out of her pocket and
handed to him.
I greeted Melania affectionately.
We had so much to say to each
other. I knew our little drama was
being enacted thousands of times by
thousands of other couples, brutally
split by war and conquest. But I
did not care about the others, I was
only interested in my own tragedy.
About a minute later, the officer
came and urged Melania to leave.
She was very brave and would not
let me see how she felt. But her
eyes (they were enormous eyes)
could not hide her sorrow. The
Soviet officer became more im-
patient. Finally, he seized Melania
by the hand, jerked her away, and
pushed her out of the sentry-house.
I had managed to steal ome kiss
from her. Little did I know that it
was to be my last for the next
three-and-a-half years. }
Among ithe items Melania (brought
was a good-sized medicine kit. It
contained anti-infection pills (anti-
streptine), iodine, drops, bandages.
Several days in a row we gave
Marie, the liaison girl, some anti-
streptine. Together with “Gramps,”
who knew a litle about first-aid,
we cleaned her wound and took off
the filthy rag which served as a
bandage and put on clean gauze.
She improved but her hand re-
mained stiff.
On March 1 a new transport of
prisoners arrived. They turned out
to be Poles who had heretofore been
held in another camp at Rembertow
which was being liquidated. Among
the new arrivals I noticed Kotarski
who brought me up-to-date on his
experiences after we left him at
Wilochy.
They had left him alone in the
cell for two days. Then they had
locked him up in a dark cell for a
few days and had given him nothing
to eat. They then transferred him
to a ‘third cell where his cellmate
was, according to his description,
the last Commander-in-Chief of the
Home Army, Okulicki. Only a few
months earlier, in the notorious
Moscow Trial, he was sentenced to
ten years imprisonment by a special
tribunal for the crime of being a
loyal Pole. Kotarski told me much
about him, about his strong, un-
shaken character, about the methods
the NKVD used to question him at
Wilochy, and how he was literally
carried back bloodstained and un-
conscious after each session with the
interrogating officer.
Slowly the full realization of the
whole situation began to dawn upon
us, too late; that if we had main-
tained ordinary precautions and if
we had heeded warnings, we would
surely not be in an NKVD camp
now. Frequently I thought about
Danuta, my liaison girl, who had
traveled from the already Soviet-
occupied region east of the Vistulato
Warsaw in November 1944. Danuta
had told me about the NKVD prac-
tice of releasing Poles after the first
arrest only to re-arrest them a few
days later (as in my case). She had
told me about the NKVD’s ruthless
destruction of everything and every-
one who did not work for Moscow.
Knowing this, I still stupidly was
optimistic about the Russians when
they entered my territory. Carelessly,
I had allowed myself to fall into the
clutches of the NKVD.
We had all been so naive, so
certain that the only organization
we had to fear was the Gestapo. In
spite of all we knew about the
NKVD, and we knew plenty, we
never thought that it could surpass
the Gestapo in methods of torture.
It never occurred to us that this
Gestapo, the very mention of which
sent shivers of horror, fear, and
hatred.in the heart of evry Pole,
might prove to be an amateur in
comparison to the NKVD.
(Continued Next Week)
SAFETY VALVE
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Dear Bob:
Thank you for that very fine
article cn our schools. For a long
time many of us have felt that the
whole trouble rests with the heads
of our schools and not with the
taxpayers. The heads are thinking
more of their own salaries and titles
than they are of what our children
are learning. For years this cheat-
ing system has been going on at the
expense of our children’s education.
A TAXPAYER
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Kingston Office
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Bob Tales
By BOB
You parents who are interested
in seeing your children benefit from
a good Back Mountain school system
better get on the phone and ‘tell your
school directors before the big meet-
ing on June 18. This meeting will
bring matters to a head and just a
throw the whole thing into a stale-
mate unless most of the directors
form a solid front for a big jointure.
Your telephone call could balance
the scales in the right direction.
Tommy Kingston doesn’t fool
around. Instead of turning his Aus-
tin over sideways he turns it the
hard way, rear end over front end.
A week or so later his wife turned
her Austin over on its side . . . some
fun.
The fat old scamp of a dog named
“Rogue” is a fixture at The Dallas
Post. He's a professional beggar
with big soulful brown eyes and he’s
worked it now so ‘that the boys in
the composing room are packing
extra food in their lunch boxes for
him. The Risleys feed him real well
but he always has room for a
snack.
Lots of folks maybe don’t know
it but, along with their other cap-
abilities, “Duke” Isaacs and Jim
Oliver are fine trap shooters.
They're both on the Irem team and
it’s nothing for them to score 96 out
of 100 birds.
There's still a big interest in living
in the country. Last Sunday, after
advertising a model home open for
inspection, the Whitesell Brothers
had over 1000 people at their Oak
Hill development. i
We had quite a disappointment
this week. Floyd Harris's “Queenie”
failed to produce her expected litter
after all the neighbors were so, sure
she was going to. Oh well, we'll
just have to wait til next time.
Don’t forget to get your Auction
Chicken Bar-B-Que tickets at the
Dallas Hardware, or Evans Drug
store, while they last.
Played ‘kick-the-can” with my
kids and some of the neighbors’ kids
last night. I'm not as fleetfooted as I
used to be I guess, 'cause I was “it”
most of the time.
Used to be that little boys al-
ways ran around bareheaded but
here in the Back Mountain they
won't be seen without their Little
League caps. They would sleep in
them if their parents would allow it.
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LITTLE LEAGUE
ONLY SCHEDULE
Tonight
Shavertown vs Fernbrook
YESTERD AY Westmoreland vs Dallas
Monday
Ten and Twenty Years Ago Dolor vs Pernbrook
In The Dallas Post Tuesday
[Shavertown vs Trucksville
From the Issue of June 9, 1944 Wednesda
int 3 Y
Keats Poad gets the Distinguished )
Flying Cross and the Purple Heart Westmierelondios Jackson
posthumously. He lost his life in Thursday
combat in the Pacific, attempting to Trucksville vs Fernbrook
assist refugees from Java. : =
Douglas Riddal receives the Air
Medal and two oak leaf clusters for
valor over and above the call of
duty.
-Boys and girls are wanted on
farms this summer. Wilson Cease
urges teen-agers to help raise food.
John Hislop buys Richards Market.
Air Raid Wardens will collect data
for soldier ballots in absentia.
In the Outpost: Evan H. Jenkins,
Pacific Fleet; Edward Shilanski,
Pacific Fleet; Howell Rees, Italy;
Bob Lauderbaugh, Michigan; Bob
Evans, Jacksonville; Warren Stan-
ton, Point Look-Out; Bernard Jones,
at sea; John Kunkle, New York APO;
Millard Kocher, South Pacific; E. H.
Evans, Alasks; Clarence Hubbell, Cal.
Died: Walter Besteder, 50, Cen-
termoreland. Steward Paul Ehret,
20, Lehman. Shirley M. Jones, 19,
Shavertown.
Married: Marayln Colvin, Chester,
to Lt. E. G. Bull, Anacostia.
Engaged: Louise Space, Dallas, to
James Lurba, Washington.
Shirley Martin, 13, Dallas Town-
ship, is struck by a car, spends
three days at Nesbitt Hospital.
There will be plenty of sugar for
canning. Use stamp 37."
From the Issue of June 8, 1934
[Caterpillars invade Dallas in great
numbers.
Light rain helpful to crops, but
drought remains acute.
Davenport Street will be put in
better condition.
Anne (Czulegar, Dallas,
Joseph Collis, Wilkes-Barre.
Berry baskets, $6.75 per thousand.
Car washing 75 cents. Sugar, 10 lbs.
for 46c.
marries
'Y’ Da-Camp Opens
Monday, June 28
Back Mountain Branch Town and
Country YMCA, through the Board
Chairman, L. W. LeGrand, an-
nounces that the 1954 Da-Camp will
be held June 28, at 9 a.m. at the
‘Y’ Building in Shavertown. It will
continue for a 6-week period. The
Da-Camp will be held on every
Monday, Wednesday and Friday
during these 6 weeks.
Da-Camp is open for all children
from the 2nd to 8th grades inclusive,
giving them an opportunity to learn
crafts, sports, leadership.
The ‘Y’ Da-Camper will visit scenic
places and also tour many industrial
plants in Wyoming Valley.
For further information, write J.
H. Williams, Executive Secretary, 40
W. Northampton Street, Wilkes-
Barre, or call VA 3-2191.
Pupils Of Louie Ayre
To Give Piano Recitals
Louie W. Ayre will present her
pupils in a piano recital, June 11
and 18 at 8:00 p. m. in the Sunday
School Room of First’ Methodist
Church, N. Franklin St. Wilkes-
Barre.
Appearing in the Recital June 11,
will be:
Jane Banks, Lois Brown, Barry
John, Joan Llewellyn, Rachel Kay,
Moncey Miller, Linda Mosca, Sally
Moyer, Vernalle Pritchard, Della
Schulz, Jimmy Strausser, Timothy
Walsh, Gwen Weaver, Peter Weaver,
Betsy Welker.
On June 18, the following will be
heard:
Sandra Ash, Jack Barnes, Mary
Bennett, Ruth Bennett, Joyce Com-
ito, Janet Cornell, Carol Dungey,
Richard Eckerd, Gerald Gavigan,
Cindy Gross, Judy Gross, Jean
Hathaway, Nancy Hathaway, Carol
Klinges, David Larmouth, Bonnie
Lewis, Dolores Lundy, Sara Mai-
kemes, Dorothy Mathers, Dorothy
Novicki, Melvin Oliver, Miriam
Oliver, Evelyn Orchard, Ruth Ellen
Tremayne, Linda Wolfe, Barbara
Yenchas.
'Y* Ruxiliary Plans
Back Mountain Branch YMCA
Ladies Auxiliary will hold a Card
Party on Friday, June 25, at 8 p. m.
at the ‘Y’ Headquarters in Shaver-
town.
Mrs. James Eckerd, president, an-
nounces that the chairman of the,
party is Mrs. Floyd Pope.
Tickets may be secured from any
member of ‘the Auxiliary. Refresh-
ments will be served and there will
be prizes awarded at each table.
Mr. and Mrs. Robert Laux
Entertain for Anniversary
Mr. and Mrs. Robert Laux, Mid-
land Drive, entertained friends Tues-
day evening at a buffet, marking
their wedding anniversary. Guests
included Rev. Francis Kane, Rev.
Richard Frank, Mr. and Mrs. Lester
Evans, Mr. and Mrs. William Mor-
gan, Mr. and Mrs. Joseph Simpson,
Mr .and Mrs. James Devlin, Dr. and
Mrs. Louis Vitale, Mr. and Mrs.
Donachie, Mr. and Mrs. Stephen
Waldow, and Mr. and Mrs. George
Ward,
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(Continued from last week.)
Susquehanna Trade
The first interest in steam naviga-
tion on the Susquehanna centered
in Baltimore. It was part of the
bitter competition between that port
and the port of Philadelphia over
the Susquehanna trade. Both of
these growing cities were convinced
the commerce that came down the
river rightfully belonged to them;
graphically situate at the bottom of
the Susquehanna Valley, and Phila-
delphia because she controlled the
valley politically. Because of the
Conewago Riffles, much of the late
eighteenth and early nineteenth
century down-river cargoes had
been diverted overland from Middle-
town to Philadelphia via Lancaster
or Reading. Everything the Balti-
more interests could do to get those
shipments to their port, was done,
Turnpikes were built north from
Maryland to tap the Susquehanna
trade at Harrisburg. Canals were
proposed, but by the third decade
of the last century, no canal financed
by the Baltimore capital had been
dug up the Susquehanna north of
the Mason-Dixon line. True, a canal
financed by Pensylvania had been
constructed around the Conewago
Riffles in 1795, but it was little used
by tthe rivermen. Hence the idea of
a steamboat appealed strongly to
certain merchants and bankers in
the Chesapeake port, who thought
they saw in this means of trans-
portation, the answer to ttheir
problem.
In 1825 a steamboat drawing
twenty-two inches of water was
launched in Baltimore and towed
to Port Deposit, from which point it
was ito proceed under its own power,
up the Susquehanna, to Columbia.
The ship was named ‘‘Susquehanna,”
and aroused much interest in the
towns along the river. Its progress
was closely watched, but it failed
to master the river for which it was
named. The channel was too crooked
or too shallow, and the current
undoubtedly too swift. The ship
never reached Columbia. She simply
made no headway up the river,
and even attempts made to pull her
over the rapids with ropes failed.
Crowds of people who had lined the
banks to cheer her on her way, re-
turned home disappointed. Thus
ended the first attempt to navigate
a steamboat on the Susquehanna.
The Famous Codorus
During the summer and fall of
1825 three steamboats were con-
structed for the Susquehanna os
One of these was destined to
come the most widely traveled craft
that ever navigated the river, al-
though she never fulfilled the hopes
of her backers. She was built in the
shops of Webb, Davis & Gardner of
York, at a cost of $3000, and had to
be hauled by a specially constructed
eight-wheeled wagon to Accomac on
the Susquehanna, where she was
launched in November. The ship
was named ‘‘Codorus,” from the
nearby creek on whose banks she
had been fabricated. This craft was
the first steamship ever to have
been constructed of iron. She had a
60 ft. keel, a 9 ft. beam, and weighed
4 tons. Without cargo the Codorus
drew 5 inches in the water. She
was designed to burn anthracite,
but could also use wood for fuel.
She was commanded by her de-
signer, John Elgar, who was later to
become cne of the country’s leading
engineers. Early in December he
took the Codorus up the river to
Harrisburg on a trial run, with over
one hundred passengers on board,
made up of Baltimore and York
backers, legislators, and public
officials.
The Harrisburg Oracle of Decem-
ber 3 reported that the Codorus was
greeted by crowds of well-wishers.
A great banquet was held at Bueh-
ler’'s Hotel to celebrate the event.
Speeches were made, predicting all
kinds of wonderful things, and when
Captain Elgar took the boat back to
York Haven (via the Conewago
Canal) great expectations were felt
by everybody. The future of steam
navigation on the Susquehanna
seemed assured. Several other runs
were made to and from Harrisburg
that winter, and all were successful.
The Codorus Sets Forth
However, the real test was yet to
come . With the arrival of spring,
and the seasonal high water, the
Codorus set forth on atruly re-
markable voyage. It proved to be
quite an argosy, and has never been
repeated; yet, for some reason it has
become one of the forgotten and
unsung achievements in the history
of American navigation. At the time
the voyage was made, the progress
of the ship attracted wide attention.
Perhaps, because it failed to in-
augurate regular steamboat service
on the Susquehanna, it was quickly
forgotten. Had it shown the river
suitable for steam navigation and
become the pioneering voyage of
great fleets of steamships ito follow
in its wake, the name Codorus might
have been as well known as that of
the Clermont. Let us follow Captain
Elgar and his ship up the Susque-
hanna, gleaning his itinerary as
much as possible from the walley
newspapers of his day.
The voyage started auspiciously.
The Codorus steamed up the river
through the water gaps in the Ap-
palachian ridges. The Lycoming
Gazette reported that on March 22
she passed M’Kee's Falls, heading
towards Sunbury and Northumber-
land. At these towns she was
greeted by crowds of enthusiastic
citizens, who saw in this puffing
iron boat, a vanguard of unlimited
and undreamed of commercial pos~
sibilities for their communities.
From Northumberland the Codorus
proceeded with considerable dif-
ficulty up the West Branch. One
account tells that, running low on
fuel, Captain Elgar put in at Bay-
ley’s Island, and his crew tore up
some rail fences, but the owner of
the fences happened to be close by,
which ended when a satisfactory
financial settlement was reached.
When the Codorus reached Wil-
liamsport it met with a gala celebra-
tion. A small cannon was fired until
it exploded, injuring several people.
There was a special reason why the
Codorus was welcome in Williams-
port. Some of the ship’s investors
were citizens of that community.
Largely through the efforts of Peter
A. Karthaus and Tunison Coryell, a
number of Williamsporters had sub-
scribed several thousand dollars in
the venture, which funds were added
to those raised in Maryland and
York County. Karthaus was an iron
master with furnaces up the West
Branch at the place which now
bears his name. He was keenly
interested in the steamboat as a
possible means of shipping his pro-
ducts to market.
The Codorus pushed up the river,
reaching Farrandsville beyond Lock
Haven before she was forced to turn
around and return to Northumber-
land. Prior to proceeding up the
North Branch, it appears that the
Codorus visited Selinsgrove on April
2 and 3, making several runs be-
tween there and Northumberland,
with, as the Northumberland Gazet-
ter reported, “a number of our
citizens” as passengers.
On April 7 she reached Blooms-
burg, where her captain and crew
were wined and dined in what by
this time must have begun to be a
somewhat monotonous, if not boring
performance. The .next day this
scene was repeated in Berwick.
Reaches Wilkes-Barre
On the evening of the 14th, amid
a thunderous welcome, the Codorus
arrived at Wilkes-Barre, having suc-
Nescopeck Rapids. On the 15th a
delegation of around seventy leading
citizens were welcomed on board for
a short cruise up the river to Forty
Fort and back. The day was ended
with a banquet following which, ac-
cording to the Wilkes Barrre Demo-
crat, appropiate toasts were drunk,”
and Captain Elgar anounced his in-
tention to take his ship as far up
the river as possible.
He sailed a few days later, but
the Bradford Settler informs us that
somewhere near Tunkhannock the
Codorus developed engine trouble
and had to drift back to Wilkes-
Barre for repairs. Many of the
towns up the river were keenly
disappointed when they learned this
news. Committees from Newtown
(now Elmira), Athens, and Towanda,
had come down the river to meet
the ship at Tunkhannock, and ride
back on board. They were forced to
return home without the Codorus,
and carried rumors that Captain
Elgar was going to give up the trip.
However, the captain was a deter-
mined man. Altho he was*urged to
take his boat back to York Haven,
nevertheless the first week in May
saw the Codorus once again puffing
up ‘the Susquehanna towards the
New York State line.
This part of the trip was accom-
May 11, at a banquet in Towanda,
Captain Elgar complained that he
was having trouble securing wood
for fuel, and requested people along
the river to leave wood cut to the
proper size along the Susquehanna’s
banks, where his crew could pick it
up. At Tioga Point he turned north-
River to Newtown.
On To Binghanton
Here, according to the Tioga
Register, the Codorus was re-
ceived early in June by ‘Hearty
cheers of the assembled multitude
who lined the banks and the bridge
to witness this first assay at navi-
gating the Chemung by steam.”
(Continued Next Week)
19th, will be turned over
to you.
to a Delinquent Tax Col-