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THE DALLAS POST
“More than a newspaper, a community institution”
ESTABLISHED 1889
Member Pennsylvania Newspaper Publishers’ Association
A non-partisan liberal progressive mewspaper pub-
lished every Friday mogning at the Dallas Post plant,
Lehman Avenue, Dallas, Pennsylvania.
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Editor and Publisher—HOWARD W. RISLEY
Associate Editors—MYRA ZEISER RISLEY, MRS. T. M. B. HICKS
Advertising Manager—ROBERT F. BACHMAN
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Editorially Speaking:
What Are We Waiting For?
The fairly vital question of “How fast is too fast?” is
no longer a problem of highway construction or of auto-
motive design, of horse-power or brake effectiveness. It's
gotten way beyond that into the speculative realm of the
~ human mechanism and its responses. :
As matters stand, the car can take considerably more
than the driver. Hence, the differing notions of what
speed limits should be: * 60 miles an hour on the New
Jersey and Pennsylvania Turnpikes, 65 on the new Ohio
Turnpike and 55 on most of our other super-highways.
On modern, “trouble-free” roads, with wide-swept curves,
gentle grades and exceptional range of vision, the steady,
uninterrupted pace keeps creeping up somehow as the
unaccustomed sense of security slows down the reflexes.
As the minutes and the miles go by, the sense of speed
diminishes, and with it the awareness of how rapidly
slower vehicles are overtaken, and of the distance required
for stopping.
“Highway hypnosis”, they call it. And at night the
conditions are magnified, complicated by oncoming head-
lights and roadside shadows. ‘“Night-vision” varies widely
among drivers, and the same person’s night-vision may be
excellent or poor, depending on his state of health.
But, day or night, if a vehicle on the road up ahead is
presumed to be moving when it is actually stopped, the
scene is set for tragedy. The very instant a car or truck
or bus is disabled on a busy high-speed highway, that
vehicle should be so distinguished. Too many truck driv-
ers, for instance, have been killed by oncoming traffic
while in the act of putting out or taking in the pot torches,
red electric lanterns or portable reflectors required by
law. And in the case of a passenger car disabled on the
highway, where the law requires no protective devices, the
peril is equally great. ; :
The fact is, most of these vehicles, commercial and
private, already have the basic equipment for snapping
‘the oncoming driver into alertness and the instinctive re-
action to slow down. An auxiliary switch installed in the
present turn-signal system or on the dashboard provides
four simultaneously flashing lights — one at each corner
of the vehicle — that telegraphs the idea of danger and
commands automatic response.
"This roadside protection—for both the man with the
flat tire and those who must pass him — is provided for
now in the Uniform Vehicle Code of the National Com-
mittee on Uniform Traffic Laws and Ordinances. Simple
attachments to convert your turn-lights to this double
duty are available now. The American Trucking Associa-
tions recommend such signals. They may soon be stand-
ard ‘equipment on new cars. :
: The question is: ‘How much more blood must stain
our highways before this flashing ‘disablement flare’ be-
‘comes mandatory?”
Looking at
T-V
With GEORGE A. and
EDITH ANN BURKE
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THE GUY LOMBARDO SHOW
which premiered last Tuesday night
in the spot formerly filled by the
“Meet Millie” show proved to be a
big disappointment. There 'was
mighty little of what most viewers
had tuned in for—the sweetest
music this side of heaven. Instead
they were given a mixed-up show
overloaded with commercials. There
was a time consuming give-away of
four diamond rings. With all the
super give-away shows with hand-
picked contestants it is hard to un-
derstand why the producers thought
the viewers would enjoy hearing
four uninteresting contestants read
letters about their favorite songs
rather than listen to Guy Lombardo
and his orchestra. The viewers
were hoping for another musical
show like Lawrence Welk’s.
KATHERINE CORNELL one of
America’s great actresses, makes
her TV dramatic debut as the star
of her most popular stage success,
on “Producers’ Showcase” Monday,
April 2, (8-9:30 p.m., EST).
Twenty-five years ago, Miss Cor-
nell starred in “The Barretts of
Wimpole Street” in 1931. Since that
time she has appeared in only one
play and that was not her own
production. The 20 plays she has
produced have all been directed by
her husband, Gutherie McClintic,
who will also stage the TV color-
cast. E
ANTHONY QUAYLE will co-star
with Miss Cornell as Robert Brown-
ing, the poet.
COLLEGE CIRCUS TROUPE—In
a departure from its regular week-
ly policy of presenting professional
circus performers from all over the
world, “Big Top” has reserved its
broadcast of Saturday, March 31, for
a full-hour, 12-act performance by
45 regular college students from
Florida State University. All of the
45 are serious students, planning
to become doctors, lawyers, engi-
neers and nurses. None plans on
making the circus their career. Two
of the students were offered con-
tracts but they turned them down.
WIDE WIDE WORLD—Like to go
on a roller coaster ride. A camera
strapped to the nose of a roller coast-
er car at Palisades Amusement Park
in New Jersey will enable viewers
to have the sensation of plunging
dizzily for 85 feet—if they want to.
In New York City it is circus
time. “Wide Wide World” will
watch as the elephants lumber
across West 49th Street, followed
by the famous Liberty horses and
the caged big cats.
HIGHLIGHTS OF THE GREATEST
SHOW ON EARTH — Viewers will
get a ringside seat at Madison
Square Garden, New York on the
eve of the Public opening of the big
A
Canadian brokers to buy uranium
stocks. News items about building
reactors on college campuses keep
up the interest. From studies, I be-
lieve that your money, if put in
savings banks, can be both safer
and more profitable than if put into
a speculative clay bank.
Uranium Is Valuable
Uranium will have its uses, but
for many years these will be con-
fined to military purposes, especial-
ly in connection with ammunition,
shipping, guided missiles, and mov-
able electrical plants. Uranium,
however, is subject to many com-
petitors, including water power, oil,
natural gas, and cheap coal. These
other natural resources will hold
down the price of uranium, espe-
cially in view of its great quantity
all over the world. The main thing
for the oil and gas people to fear
is legislative persecution such as the
electric utilities suffered under
Roosevelt. The recent action of the
U.S. Senate, however, in connection
with the natural gas bill, shows that
there is no reason to fear such de-
structive legislation at present.
Probably the first competitor that
all these natural power resources
will face is the unusued power from
the sun. This has tremendous pos-
sibilities and will some day be harn-
essed. Looking ahead many years,
I see much more profit in buying
properly located land in Florida,
Texas, Arizona, New Mexico, and
southern ‘California, where the heat
of the sun is great, than in buying
land in Colorado, Utah, or some-
where else with the hope of getting
uranium,
Don’t Forget Gravity
Grandpa used gravity to help reg-
ulate his tall clock; later it was used
to develop power from falling water.
There are other uses for gravity,
though they are very few at pres-
ent. Yet, when we think of the
tremendous unused power of the
ocean tides, we realize the possibil-
ities of harnessing gravity. Today
gravity power is where steam power
was 200 years ago. Men of that era
knew steam would lift the cover of
a kettle; but no one knew how to
harness it. For details, write the
Gravity Research Foundation, New
Boston, N.H.
The secret of harnessing most
power is to have a “differential”
which will enable the power to
work in opposite directions. The
engine, which provided a differen-
tial, permitting the steam to auto-
matically enter opposite ends of the
cylinder of his engine. This means
that the harnessing of gravity may
await the discovery of a partial in-
sulator of gravity,—probably some
new alloy. As there are millions of
different alloys which have not yet
been tested, it is possible that a par-
tial insulator of gravity will be dis-
covered.
Remeber the Revolution
Of the Globe
As you read this column, do you
realize that you are moving at the
rate of 1,000 miles per hour? (The
world is approximately 24,000 miles
in circumference and the day con-
sists of 24 hours.) This revolution
free power. Furthermore, it will not
need a differential in order to be
harnessed. The most helpful thing
is that most physicists, astronomers,
and other scientists agree that they
do not know what makes the world
revolve! They do not accept serious-
ly the standard theory that—like a
baseball—our globe was sent twirl-
ing when it was thrown off from
the sun or some other planet and
has been twirling for billions of
years ever since.
In view of experiments with toy
meters, where the revolving arma-
ture has no electrical connection
with the magnetic field, another
theory is possible. This is, that the
interior of our Globe consists of
some new metals or alloys making
it the rotor of a great meter. The
field of this meter is the electrical
waves coming from the sun and
other planets or generated by the
clouds. Thomas Edison told me that
more static electricity is used in one
thundershower than is produced
each day by all the power com:
panies in the U. S. When this static
electricity can be harnessed, I fore-
cast that every factory will have a
large revolving globe on its roof
which will furnish power, light, and
heat for the factory without cost,
or without consumption of our nat-
ural resources. For further details
write Babson Institute, Babson Park
57, Mass. Therefore, don’t put too
much money into any one thing,
uranium, oil, natural gas, water
power, or even gravity! The first
principle of successful investing is
proper diversification.
Ten and Twenty Years
From the Issue of March 29, 1946
Dogs leashed, kept off streets in
obedience to rabies-control edict.
None shot this week.
Alfred M. Camp, Trucksville, in-
jured when his car skidded in mud,
is discharged from Nesbitt, recover-
ing from abdominal injuries.
John King, Loyalville, cuts artery
in foot with ax while felling a tree.
William Shelley, Beaumont,
watchman at Ruggles Lumber Com-
pany, injures knees and spine in a
fall downstairs at the plant.
US Employment Service processes
500 at the newly opened office in
Dallas last week.
Servicemen’s news: Discharged:
Warren Stanton, Ted Schwartz,
David Schmerer, Zigmund Harmon,
James Fritz, Irvin Miller. Loren Mc-
Carthy and Howard Johnson, enter
ice business at Lehman. Danny Ko-
zemchak is stationed at Guam. Jack
‘Conyngham is taikng his junior year
at Yale, Guthrie is on Guam.
Donald Hughes, recently dis-
charged from service, opposes Har-
old Flack for Republican nomination.
Deaths: A. [C. Verfaille, 52, Hunts-
Age in The Dallas Post
Clyde Brace, two months old, first
child of Mr. and Mrs. (Clyde Brace,
Shavertown; William Wandell, 67,
East Dallas, following a two years
illness; Mrs. Samuel Harman, form-
City.
Married: Mary Campbell, West
Virginia, to Jonathan Hauck, King
Street. :
Production of maple sugar is not
up to standard in quality or quan-
tity.
Corcey Besteder buys a plot of
land at Kunkle for erection of an
Esso station.
From the Issue of March 27, 1936
Dallas residents who work in
Wilkes-Barre find routes reopened
after the disastrous flood, and no
longer have to detour through
Pittston.
Many local people help during
flood-time, including boys from
Kingston.
Township school board awards
construction contract to Sutter, ex-
pects completion of auditorium by
graduation.
Mrs. M. Delia Cameron, Noxen,
dies aged 69. :
. . . Safety
A WORD OF THANKS
The Dallas Post
Dallas, Pennsylvania
Attention: Mr. H. Risley
Dear Mr. Risley:
It is with the deepest appreciation
that I want to express my humble
circus.
preview of the 1956 Ringling Bros.
and Barnum and Bailey Circus will
be given by Bob Cummings and his
wife, Mary. The Cummings family
are ardent circus fans, never mis-
sing a circus in Hollywecod. Also
enjoying the sawdust spectacular
will be their two oldest children
Robert Richard, Jr., 10 and Mary
Melinda Ruth 8, (CBS-TV, Tuesday,
7:30-8:30 p.m., EST).
THE ARTHUR MURRAY PARTY
returns this Thursday to TV, with
the same formula it had in the past.
Each week Arthur and Kathryn
will demonstrate the latest dance
steps. The premiere broadcast and
subsequent shows will feature guests
from the entertainment and sport-
ing world. (CBS-TV, Thursday, 10-
10:30 p.m.)
DAVE GARROWAY is a fellow
who enjoyed staying up late and
sleeping in the morning. But now
he’s a success and that doesn’t al-
ways mean easy living. He gets out
of bed at 4 a.m. every weekday. He
must be at the “Today” studio in
time for a 5 a.m. rehearsal, and is
“on camera’ from 7 until 10.
The remainder of the day, until
5 p.m. is absorbed by production
meetings, interviews, picture sit-
tings, sales meetings and other ac-
tivities related to his show.
Valve . . .
thanks to everyone who assisted me
and my family during our recent
misfortune. *
It was heartwarming to see the
many strangers who so willingly
offered assistance, and the many
kind friends who were so genuinely
concerned.
I thank God, and pray that he
will reward each of you, for your
kindness and cooperation. We are
sincerely grateful, and at the pres-
ent. time, can only say thank you
very much.
Mike Kozick
And Family
BETTER SHARPEN TEETH
Dear Editor:
I hope MR. OPENIZE will be kind
enough to read the “Letter to the
Editor” this week because—wasn’t
it his brilliant idea that the people
in Dallas should do just that? Here
are a few remarks that I feel im-
pelled to express, to clarify some
very confused ideas he seems to
have, regarding our newspaper.
“The Dallas Post” to all Back
Mountain people, represents a close
friend and neighbor. It makes no
caustic comments about people,
places or things, but it does give
every contributor, a chance to ex-
press his or her opinion by coopera-
tion of the free press.
This does not signify that the
editor agrees with each and every
statement, but he proved his im-
partiality of self conviction, by
printing your letter, regardless of
its derogatory insinuations and in-
sults.
Your letter had one very fine
statement which I quote, ‘One
By “BOB”
It certainly is a relief not to have
our boy come in all wet with snow
. now he comes in covered with
mud.
\ ® * “®
The fellow was right who said,
“One of the greatest satisfactions
in life comes from being able to
park on what’s left of the other fel-
low’s nickel.”
* * *
Billy Berti, Alvin Schaffer and
Don Bulford deserve a lot of credit
for their expert handling of the
oxygen in the case of the Quare
baby who came so close to dying.
Of course we can’t forget Doc Gal-
lagher either, though saving lives
is his business.
$$ & &
Harold Payne and Dan Richards
better check up on the third party
who is holding the funds they col-
lected some years ago in their “cus-
sin’ box.” There must be consider-
able interest accrued by this time.
EE
The terrific crowd that attended
the Himmler Theater to see ‘The
Court Martial of Billy Mitchell” the
other night, tends to prove that
folks will still desert their television
sets when there's a real good movie
to see. Maybe it wouldn't be neces-
sary for local theaters to close part
of the week if good shows were
booked more often.
* * *
Coal dealers, insulation men, fuel
oil dealers and a few others selling
merchandise for winter use, are
about the only ones benefitting from
winter’s reluctance to release its
grip on this area. However, even
these men are at the point now
where they are willing to trade a
few extra shekels for some nice
warm sunshine,
* * *
Don’t you feel just terrible about
those poor people who spent the
winter in Florida and had to come
home last week to shiver along with
the rest of us?
* *® *
To that fellow who wrote in
“Safety Valve” last week that The
Dallas Post was only good for wrap-
ping up weekend garbage, I only
have this to say: You're not very
smart or you would subscribe to a
New York paper . . . they have a lot
more pages and the garbage doesn’t
seep through as quickly.
® ® ®
If all the folks who sing in volun-
teer choirs in churches throughout
the area are as nervous about sing-
ing a small solo part in their Easter
cantata as I am, there will be a rush-
ing business in nerve medicine at
the drug stores.
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Two free tickets to the Himmler
Theater this week go to L. E. Cottle,
Shavertown. Stop in at The Dallas
Post for your tickets. 3
* * *
Happy Easter to each and every
one of you.
should know all the facts and both
sides of the story before making a
caustic comment.” But the rest of
your letter mutilated the essence
of its value.
“Bob Tales” is just a warm hand-
shake in this friendly neighbor
paper, because it is the everyday
chatter about ordinary people,
whom all of us know, written by
a fine ordinary guy. Now that you
have given me the idea, I do be-
lieve he has the qualifications of
a Steve Wilson! ! !
No, Mr. Openize, 99 out of every
100 people are not going to agree
There are some who will, of course,
but more will agree with Bob Tales
convictions of equality, charity and
compassion.
That's why we love the paper.
Simple as you think it is, it creates
a close bond in a growing com-
You had better get your teeth
sharpened Mr. Openize, I'm afraid
you'll. be eating your hat.
From one very ordinary person.
Amy M. Scott
Lehman
CARDINAL AND THE WINDOW
Dear Editor:
. « . I saw in The Post where the
Bird Club had gotten together and
were swapping stories. I can tell you
one that, perhaps, you won't be-
lieve. “
When we lived on the farm, it
must have been 1941 or 1942, we
had threshers and I was getting din-
ner for them. I kept hearing a
thump, thump and when I had time
I investigated. There was a Cardinal
flying against the window.
We had a wide porch all the way
across the front of the house, closed
part way up. I opened the window,
it was March, but not very cold. He
would light on the window sill but
he wouldn't come in.
I had a lot of flowers on a bench
—ferns, geraniums and gloxinas. I
thought it was the greenery he was
after, but I never found out. We had
chickens at the time and we kept
a dish of scratch grain on the porch
swing. Both male and female would
come to eat as well as other birds.
I was told it was bad luck to have
a bird fly against the window. I
thought it was wonderful! He made
a soiled place on the glass as large
as a good-sized pie plate.
Later he came around to the liv-
ing room window on the other side
of the house. We took a picture of
him; if only it had been colored film,
but you can see in the picture en-
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§ Barnyard Notes
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THE DONKEY
When fishes flew and forests walked
And figs grew upon the thorn,
Some moment when the moon was blood
Then surely I was born;
With monstrous head and sickening cry
And ears like errant wings,
The devil's walking parody
On all four-footed things.
The tattered outlaw of the earth,
‘ Of ancient crooked will;
Starve, scourge, deride me, I am dumb,
I keep my secret still. >
Fools! for I also had my hour;
One far fierce hour and sweet,
There was a shout about my ears
And palms before my feet.
—Gilbert K. Chesterton
I had promised myself a year ago to run the above verse in this
column on the Friday before Palm Sunday. Then I forgot it, until
last Sunday driving slowly and alone along Sutton Road, it suddenly
came to mind. It's a lovely spot there where you drive down grade
and first catch a glimpse of the fields beyond where Hillside Farm
pastures its sheep. Perhaps it was the recollection of the ewes end
their lambs (there were none about on Sunday) and an association
of thought with the Sardinian donkeys at Hayfield Farm that brought
Chesterton's verse out of my memory.
I first ran across it carved on a stone plaque in Brookgreen
Gardens, South Carolina. I must have started to read it two or three
times on different visits without completing it. Then last year I read
it all and promised myself that I should run it here.
—Q —
This community can take pride in the fine business place Caddie
LaBar is erecting along Memorial Highway, but it takes double pride
in the fact that Caddie is a native son.
Look about you and you will find that most of them look for
their “Acres of Diamonds” elsewhere. Caddie is a product of Dallas;
born here, and educated in the Borough Schools where he ‘taught and
coached before and after entering military service. His dad was for
years a Republican stalwart and Borough Councilman,
I took the opportunity Saturday afternoon to go through the
new addition. The storeroom has a beautiful western exposure and
is second to none in the Back Mountain area. But it was the base-
ment that fascinated me. Not that it is different from any other
store basement, for it isn’t, but the stock is. The basement is almost
completely filled with boats—canoes, rowboats, motor boats. I re-
marked that I was not aware that he had built such a large business
in this line, and asked him how it came about. For generations people
at Harveys Lake have used boats, but to my knowledge Caddie is the
first Dallas businessman to cater to them. -
He grinned and pointed to two large concrete tanks at one side
of the basement. “That's what brings ’em in, and when they're in,
they see the boats, and when they buy boats, that helps me to build
this addition.” What was in the tanks? Live bait, of course! Perhaps
you've seen that sign in front of Caddie’s place. It has been there
almost since he opened his Sunoco Service Station. “Live bait, night-
found them in his own back yard and in the brook at his farm in
Dallas Township.
— id
SPRING RITUAL
Today I saw an act of faith
A man was on his knees,
Not in a pew, but by a fence
—Sudie” Stuart” Hage¥
in The Farm Journal
oe se
It looks as though Dallas Borough and Dallas Township have
finally decided to be married — so long as they don’t have to go to
bed together.
From
Pillar To Post . . .
by Mrs. T. M. B. Hicks
having lived so long and developed such a tough crust that minor
a day or so of futile effort to make inroads.
But it does seem as if there should be some limits. When Che-Che
gnashes his teeth and makes a flying leap for me, I expect some
measure of sympathy instead of the matter of fact surmise, “Bet that
monkey broke a tooth.”
Che - Che’s small furies come on at intervals, like those of a
bling on a rubber band, and the next instant, he'll be carrying his
leash in his tail, holding it high aloft to avoid tripping, and raising
havoc as he rushes back and forth by leaps and bounds.
We're thinking of having his teeth floated, a measure frequently
employed with horses to render them harmless in the clinches. A
Nicholson file for every purpose.
In his calmer moments, Che-Che searches hopefully through a
shock of white hair. It has been suggested that to avoid frustration
leading eventually to juvenile delinquency, some small segment of
insect life should be introduced into the picture, to make the search
interesting and profitable, but up to date this suggestion has met
with a stone wall of resistance.
Che-Che would like to go back to the tropics where his relatives
still happily swing through the trees by means of prehensile tails.
His small black hands, chilly from inaction in a cage, grasp at soft
woolen sweaters for warmth. Out on leash, he crouches under a desk
lamp, soaking up the synthetic sunshine with his humped back, his
tail curled around his body for further insulation against an unkind
spring temperature. :
Che-Che is a challenge to everybody in the office. So far, the
only person he hasn’t taken at least one nip out of, is Myra. Myra
is immune to monkeys. Myra can pick him up in the midst of any
sort of exhibition of madness, tuck him under her arm, and drop him
into his cage without turning a hair. Screeching his undying hatred
of his pet enemy of the moment, Che-Che always nibbles gently at
Myra, never closing his jaws. :
With anybody else, Che-Che closes his jaws with steam behind
the scrunch. It is a fortunate circumstance that when he searches
through a head of hair, he is too engrossed in the probable pickings
to attack the ears standing out prominently at the side of the head,
otherwise they’d be perforated for earrings. ¢
There is always that uneasy feeling, however, that Che-Che just
might get bored with the mop, and yank off a couple of ears in good
clean fun. He is nothing but a mass of tendon and muscle, sparsely
upholstered with hair, and as loaded as a coiled steel spring. A
monkey three times Che-Che’s size could yank off an arm or a leg,
given sufficient leverage.
Visitors are advised to keep their distance if Che-Che is in a
temperamental tizzy, something which occurs without warning, but
always as a result of some fancied wrong.
Che-Che knows who tells on him. Call attention to the envelopes
he is slyly abstracting from a box, and pure hate gleams from his
eyes. Shut a drawer against marauding fingers, and he screeches his
anger, snatches up the rubber cement, or starts shredding the
morning Record with furious little teeth. .
Folks who are successful with dogs and cats, and feel that they
have a way with animals, are completely deflated after a bout with
Che-Che. They spend hours trying to enlist his cooperation, offering
him bits of candy, clucking through the bars of the cage, and pinning
medals on themselves when he deigns to purr instead of yammer.
homely baby. %
that rubber cement and do a spot of purring.
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