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3-1955 The Lantern Vol. 23, No. 2, March 1955 Roland Dedekind Ursinus College

Harold Smith Ursinus College

Maury Hoberman Ursinus College

Bert Wendel Ursinus College

Ismar Schorsch Ursinus College

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Recommended Citation Dedekind, Roland; Smith, Harold; Hoberman, Maury; Wendel, Bert; Schorsch, Ismar; Shumaker, Nance; Hudnut, Charles; Marsella, Loretta; Billman, Karl; and Leger, Ann, "The Lantern Vol. 23, No. 2, March 1955" (1955). The Lantern Literary Magazines. 57. https://digitalcommons.ursinus.edu/lantern/57

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COPY EDITOR, "Why of Course I Still Head ~Iildred r..listovich '55 Comic Books," She Said Maury J/ oberman 12 BUSINESS MANACER, The Challenge Bert W endel 13 WiUiam Sourher '55 Thanks for the Hide Ismar SciiOrscl, 14 EDITORIAL STAFF, Barry Bressler '57 Boland Dedekind '55 Lawrence Foard, Jr. '57 r..laury Hobennan '56 P OE TRY Loretta Marsella '58 ~ I i ldred r..listovich '55 Tableau Nance Sliumaker 16 Ceorge Pallff '55 Rosemarie Puleo '58 On Neckin g Anonymous 16 Adele Schoonmaker '58 llarold Smith '55 Be Cone With You 0 Bert Wendel '58 Pestilence of r.. line Nance S/lImwker 19 CENEIlAL ST/IFF, Christian de la Roche '55 Janet Ceatus '58 Art ~tucklow '58 Margaret Stuba '58 FEATURES ART STA FF, Editorial Harold Smith 5 !Hehard Cold berg '57 Lee L'\\vhead '57 From the Tower Window Ann Leger '58 Eugene Morita '58 Turning the Pages Loretta Marsella 3 Barbara Wagner '56 Now Showing Karl Billman 3 FACULn' ADVISER, H. Lloyd Jones Jr. Spinning the }>Iatters Ann Leger 4

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-2- Turning the Pages Now Showing By LoRETTA MAl\sELLA By KARL BII.LMAN )'jehl to the Night, Katherine and I'll Cry To­ At the end of !-.·Iarch the Academy of Motion morrOw are among the most outstanding books Picture Arts and Sciences takes the spotlight out on this year's best seller list. Holl )fwood way. Each yc.·u the coveted Oscars Joan Henry's Yield to the Night, a diary-like nre given out for the most outstanding achieve­ account of an Englishwoman's emotions as she is ments in the !-. Iotion Picture Industry. Techni­ about to be hanged for murder, reveals all of cians, costumers, designers, cameramen, musi­ drama of approaching death, and the effects of cians, directors, and actors arc presented with the event on the woman. tvliss Henry has suc­ awards at the movie industries most important ceeded in capturing the prisoner's growing terror, function ... The Annual Academy Award Pre­ her contemplations of death, her almost child­ sentation. This year will mark tJle twenty-seventh Hke gratitude for a simple kindness, ancl her stir­ year for these awards. ring cry as she yields her life to the night. Yield All critics, would-be critics, and just plain to the Night is a realistic book with universal moviegoing folks like to predict some of tJle appeal. top awards. Since I am somewhat of a "lover of Katherine, by Anna Seton, portrays the pan­ the cinema"; I, too, would like to make a few orama of feudal England. The author weaves predictions, and furthermore, make a list of those her heroine into a background with princes and pictures which J think are the best which were paupers and manages to give a fine description turned out during the past year. In draWing up of court intrigue, social divisions and class up­ such a list I am taking into my hands; needless to risings while telling a good story. Miss Seton suc­ say, it is a vcry difficult task to limist any list of cessfully depicts the gentleness of KatJlerine, the artistic works. viri lity of tJle Duke, the sarcastic art of Chaucer, Now that 1954 is finished and done with, I and the unpolished manner of the rustic folk. The think it is only proper to commend Holl ywood historical background and personality analyses for some very fine pictures which were released give tile reader an excellent picture of the Eng­ this year. Naturally all movies aren't as good as land of Chaucer. the ones below but, it is noteworthy that I found I'll Cry Tomorrow by Lillian Roth is a frank it difficult to limit the list to the best ten. ( By and honest story of an alcoholic. The author tells the way, the films must be released after .March of her rising acting career which was later de­ 1954 and before March 1955 to compete for stroyed by alcoholism. I'll Cry Tomorrow is a the ). Among my list of the true and tender story of lost fame and a brave "ten best" are ( in order of release not merit): comeback. Lillian Roth wrote her life story to 1. The Glenn Miller Story-, June help otJler alcoholics; it is the type of story tJlat AIl)fso n - An unusually fine film biograph en­ cannot help but give hope, help and encourage­ hanced with r..·lilIer's immortal music. ment to all those with and lor without all kinds 2. Executive Suite-William Holden, Frederick of personal problems. r..rarch, Paul Douglas, June AIIysoo, , and others. An excellent account of INTRODUCINC present day big business. Another new feature in the Lantern , "Spin­ 3. 7 Brides For 7 Brothers-, Jane ning the Platters," by Ann Leger; Ann is a Powell-Some of the brightest singing and danc­ member of the Class of 1958, and a contributor ing ever seen on the screen. to the Lantern in a very real sense. The column 4. Three Coins in the FOfmtain-Dorothy Ma­ is for the many record fans on campus, and its guire, Clifton Webb, Jean Peters. A beautiful introduction is in line with the Lantern's policy panorama of Rome and Venice mixed with a of attempting to provide more features of the delightful story and cast. special-interest type. Miss Leger's initial offer­ 5. 011 the Waterfront-, Eva ing, on page 4, is a good one, in my opinion; 1 Marie Saint-Brando at his very best with a pow­ hope the column finds an interested body of erful story. readers on the campus. 6. Rear Window-James Stewart, ­ A jewel from suspense master Alfred Hitchcock. HAROLD Sl\flTH Did much for Crace Kelly. (Continued on Page 15) -3- Spinning the Platters TWO ICE CREAMS OF QUALITY

By A NN L EGEll A new addit ion to THE LA ~TER N. this column is devoted to reviewing briefl y new records in all fields of music from Brahms to Bruheck. Im­ proved recordings and reduction in price of long­ playing records hy a few major companies have led to a stead il y growing increase in the sale of o records. I n accordance with this growing inter­ es t, THE L .... NTEnN has initiated this new column. PHILA. DAIRY PRODUCTS CO., Inc. Jazz is becoming incrc.1singly popular with POnSTOWN BRANCH Dave Brubeck and Chet Baker currently tile leaders mllong the new and old groups joining the jazz bandwagon. ~ I a n y of the frequently re­ leased :l lbums are actual recordings of these groups at the popular jazz concerts. The old favorite, Louis Annstrong, has recentJy recorded a new Decca LP ( DL 5532). Along with Bud ["reeman, B:lrney Bigard, Billy Kyle, Kenny John, Arvell Shaw, :lnd Tommy Young, he plays "Basin Street Blues" and "!\'Iargie" among the five num­ bers in the album. The vocals are outstanding, eaSil y outcl assing the instrumentals. For Erroll BEAHM & CO., Inc. Gamer fans, it's his new album entitled "Mambo ~ ' I oves Garner" ( EmArc)' 12" LP MG 20055) which presents Earl in his first all Latin-Ameri­ ANTHRACITE COAL can recording. With help by Candido, Wyatt Huther, and Eugene Heard, he plays nine num­ BITUMINOUS bers, among them "Mambo Carner," "Old Black Magic," and "Begin the Beguine." AIJ in all, Earl does very well in this album of mambos and be­ guines. That old-time gre:lt, Woody Herman, has * recently issued an album containing. a group of twelve tunes played by his three WHerent bands C"mpbeU Building from 1945 to 1954 (Columbia 12" LP CL 592 ). BALA.CYNWYD, PA. ''''e ll -done and typically I-lerman, these numbers include "Non-Alcoholic," "Four Brothers," and "MulJigan Tawnr'" For those who like unre­ served, emotiona jazz, there's "The SL'(," an ex­ * perienced and versatile group composed of Bob Wilbur (clarinet and tenor), John Glasel ( trum­ Telephone pet), Porky Cohen (trombone), Tommy Good­ Philadelph ill - WElsh Valley 4-9300 man ( piano), Eddie Phyfe (drums), and Bob Peterson (bass). AltJlough relatively unknown at present, this group has the necessary material to become big-time. In their first album they demonstrate their ability to play everything from blues to Dixieland. (Norgan LP MG M·25). (Continued on Page 20) The Lantern's Place on the Ursinus Campus

l1lcre comes a time in the life of every campus money. the 6rst issue of such a magazine could organization when its position in the life of the be off the presses before the end of May; if tile campus must be re-examined and reorganized; cam pus got bellillei tile idea, completely. This is tIle Ltlrltern has been in this process for several a digression from tJle main thought, but it is an semesters. After some twenty ycurs of exis tence interesting digression - note, once morc every· as a magazine such re-examination is a good thing depends on the campus. thing; I might add, a very good thing. For, the Who contributes to tile I..tllltcm (anyway )? Lantern has been put to the pragmatic test by The number of contributions to tile Lantcm the campus, and, I think, has responded to, and would surprise not a few people on campus (es· met, this challenge in an excellent manncr. It is peciall), if they saw some of the suff that the well to look at the responses that the Lantern has Editors were required to read before they could made and to see exactly how and where the reject it). Last year ( 195J..195-1), the Lantern I..,ontcrn fits into the life of the Ursinus campus. printed over 6fty contributions from some eight. One of the first of the pragmatic tests to which cen individuals. Contributions so far this year tile Lantern was put was onc which questioned ( 195-1· L955) havc numbered well over eighty, the magazine's purpose; why have a magazine contributed by some thirty.five individuals; of at all? "In order to provide for the students of these offerings, some forty pieces of material have Ursinus College a medium for literary expres· found their way into the first two issues. The sion" the Constitution of 1953 answers; and the fact that it is always possible to contribute to the journal has attempted to provide just such a Lan/em is every bit as important as the number medium for creative literary writing. of contribution accepted and printed though. Why do we need a magazine for literary ex· What has the lAntern done for the campus? pression? This question can be answered simply The answer to this question is not as obvious as and directly; a magazine for literary expression the answers to some of the other questions that is needed in the same way that basketball, base· have been raised, but the answer is telling none· ball and football teams are needed for athletic theless. The Lalltem has given the Ursin us cam· expression. It is felt that the campus gains pus a medium for literary expression in the same through participating in and viewing athletic way that the athletic teams have prOvided a contests; Similarly, it is felt that the campus gains medium for athletic development and expression. through participating in and sharing the literary ( In connection with this point it is signi6cant to expression that comes from the campus itself. note that two of the Lantem's contributors have If Ursinus is going to tum out a literary maga· been recognized for their poetic abilities and have zinc, why can't it be better? Tile Lantern. like had some of their poems published in the Na· every other campus activity, can be no better tional Anthology of College Poetry within the than those who contribute to it. and help (by pnst three years; this is no small recognition for hard work) to make it what it is. If good material a college of Ursin us' size ). .. isn't submitted to the Lantern, good material In summary, I think that it is fair to sa'y that won't be contained in the magazine. Campus co· the Lantern has met the re-examination of its operation, interest and action arc all needed to life and functions in a fairly satisfactory manner.• make a magazine a good onc. The Lantern has at least thus far. This is far from a cause for com· gone a long way toward improving itself how. placency however, for, the Lallteru is still .far ever; at least that's the way 1 feel. frol11 what it potentially could and should ~. Why can't Ursinus have a humor magazine? Campus support of the Lanteru and its functions This is a real grievance and complaint, and, an is the magazine's chief need. Each issue offers arrow usually aimed at tile Lantern and its staffs new opportunities for constructive criticism; each with great vehemence. Yet, tile Lantern is not issue offers new opportunities for improvement ordained a literary magazine by the powers· that· on the past issue; each issue offers new oppor· be; tlie Lantern is chartered as a Iiteran) maga· tunities to help make ,he Lantern what the cam· zinc, and that is what it must continue to be. The pus wa nts it to be. nearest tile Lantern can come to the humor.type HAROLD SMITIt magazine is in the publication of good satire, literary satire, in prose and poem fonn. The above question is still not answered, however. WANTED A humor magazine is a very real need on the A business manager for the academic year Ursinus campus, and, it would be well for the 1955·1956. literati into whose hands the organs of literary Contributions for the Commencement Issue expression fall to recognize this need. Until a (coming out in May ), humor magazine is established, the literary pub· Letters to the EdHor (we might be printing lications will enjoy only limited popularity. There them in the next issue ) whi ch can be placed in are many practical problems connected with the box at the desk in the Library. such a venture into the humor field however, but, Support of the Lantern and its activities on these problems are not insunnountable. I, for the part of the campus. one. feel that with a little drive, interest and -5- Roy Blakeslee on M t. Washington------By c. D. H UDNUT Hoy Blakeslee and his fri ends Ralph Dodder, in his red Ferrari. Outside Hingo Flats, Ohio, George ('Cmsh') Cranston. Jim CBent' ) Fender, near the Pennsylvania border, Roy's MG threw and Orville Cr:ttch sat in Hoy's garage drinking a rod after havin g run at six thousand RP~I for buttermilk and cating fudge t:ooki cs as the~ t'ight hours straight, Orville's Crosley blew up, planned the yearly trip of the F'cdgc Crossing and Ralph's ~ I organ blew onc of its spare tires. ( Ohio ) '\Ir.. ~Iorg:'ln, F errari , and Crosley For· Hoy and the others wasted no time, and the ad­ cign Sports Car Club to ~I oun l Wa'ihington, New venturous quintet was soon on the road again, Hampshire. Hoy w:\s s pc : lkin ~ : because of their skill in repairing motorcars. "Fellows. I think we arc all ready except for Thc next day they emne to the edge of the YOll, 'Jim': you\'(' got to gcl the c1uh initials on Pennsylvania Turnpike, and 'Crash' C ranston's your caT so's Jkoplc who src liS while we flrc Ferr:ui roared past all the others when 'Crash' llrivinp: :1.lon~ the nmd will know who we arc. leancd over too rar to scratch his foot. Hoy elms­ Ralph. give 'Jim' that F.C.(O. ) M.C.:-' I.F.C.f .S.C. tised the impulsive young racer over the special ~tcn c il , will )'uu? Now, Ralph, when we have Blakeslee Inlcrcar Interc.'Om System. "Look here, sha\'ed sixty thollsandths ofT your hC:ld :l oll sci George, you have got to play fair. Now drop back up YOU T new monochromatic Hlld!!c·Hanj.!oon into first gc:u and let's stay together 0111 the way." tlual sitl etlraft cMhuretor, and Orvill e, when you I t wasn't long berore these sterling mechanics have grcas(,d yO III' scat slide mechanism, f!round were drivi ng up through New York, then New your valves, :md sprayed the las t ten coats of England, ,mel then i\ lount ,"Vashin9ton stood be­ lacqtler under the 'honnet,' or hood. we w iJI he fore them. Roy said: "Fellows, let s cat the rest rcady to ~o. ;\fother B1akes l cc -'~ f om '- i s making of our pe anut butter sandwiches and hit the hay. peanut butter sandwiches for liS nll.'· Then, fi rst thing in the Illorning, before dawn, It was ~ood to see all these healthy yotl n ~ we'll put a new clutch in Ralph's }'I organ; we'll Am erican boys - Hoy, and Halph, and 'Crash,' re-wind my generator and pack my wheel bear­ and 'Jim; and Orville - drinking huucnnilk and ings; we'll drop a new engine in your TA, 'Jim'; eating fudge cookies in the cozy Bl akeslee garage Orville, wc'll rebuild your Crosley; and 'Crash', a ... they worked Oil their rast little forcif!ll sports you'd hetter do something about that F.C.(O.) t.'llrS. The hoys lind been together in Fed!!c Cross· ~I.G.\I.F.C.S.C. stencil .. . It's peeling." Then ing since hoy hood : thcy had all risen to Eagle they all lay underneath their cars because it was Scout together t'X('cpt ror 'Crash' who was only summertime and they liked to be out in the open Lire and now tht'Y :til held responsible positions except for Orville who was too tall. And in his in the town. Hoy had chMf!f' of Directing Swim· dreams puor Orville was driving 'Crash' Cran­ min~ in the Sl1mlOt~ rtim e ''''hen Cratch Creek ston's Ferrari hut he could not get it out of first Wasn't Dried Up: Hnlph was his assistnnt: and. gear. oh, it w01lld takt· ton long to tell YOII all the other In tfie morning a carload of girls from ~Iount things the hoys did. Iiolyoke drove into the parking lot nex t to the In tt"n or flrtee n minutes the boys had their f cdge Crossing boys. It was an old 1954 Cadillac, ('",rs rcady, \Iolher Blakeslee had packed a pea­ and, as the boys worked on their cars, all five of nllt hutter s:l.I1dwich in each car, and they were the Cadillac's tires went flat and the engine burst off on their Adventure. But 'Crnsh' Cranston had into flames. The girls leaped out, screaming and put a thermo ~ hottle of milk in the glove COOl- beating at the fire with their hands. Roy looked partment of his Ferrari. . . . over nt Ralph and said: "Look here, Ralph; these As they went out of Fedge Crossing Roy was valves are warped. Lend me your Frisson-Thomp­ Ic~ding in his rnC'ing green TC ~IG, Ralph was son introverter-converter, will your The fellows next in his Flaming Bed Morgan, Orville next in soon saw the flames and smoke nnd ashes and hi s gray and olive-drnb Crosley, Jim next in his drove their cnrs a hundred or so yards away to yellow TA \{C. and 'Crash' was bringing up the protect their finishes. rf':lr in his big red Ferrari. Junior 'Wacker, the At about two in the afternoon they were ready town Grocer's sixteen-year-old son, followed them to go up the hill. Roy had an idea: "Look here, For a while in his father's '41 Buick, but the boys fellows," he said, "let's race to the top. (Ralph, mad€' him turn back and anyway he couldn't see that the first gear lock is still working on }c oep lip: Hoy was setting a blistering pace for Cranston's Ferrari ). Last man up buys Delaware Nt'\\' Hampshir{' :It ·'2.9 miles per hour. 42.9 miles Punch and Black Crows for the whole crowd." I){'r hour! Forty-two point nine miles per hOllr­ Just then fiv e young ladies from Vennont came almost fift y miles per hour! They were traveling !! over and looked wistfully at our boys and their Just outside of town they stopped to adjust powerful cars. The boys jumpe d into their ~IG's , Halph's carburctor and do a motor job on Or­ ~I orga n s, Crosleys, and Ferra.rj's and made a ville's blown Croslev. In not more than three hlistcring start for the beginning of the hill. hours they were rcatly to push on. Ralph went Jumping Jupiter! they were traveling! At the ;"head with his flaming red Morgan, and Hoy flr st turn they stopped to adjust the valve clear· smiled and dropped with a sportsmanlike flourish ance on Ralph's Morgan and to replace the green back into second place in his racing green TC MG fuel light on 'Crash' Cranston's Ferrari. Orville's Orville was next in his gray and olive drab Cros­ Crosley needed rings, but they thought it could ley, 'Jim' next in his yellow TA MG. anel ·Cnl. .. h' wait. (Continued on Page 20) (j - The Sound of the Be ll------lJyR o,_" ," OED.S,,,. Th,' emptiness hefore his eyes was now spin­ Sh(, walh'tl q Ui ckl\' to the door and opened it. ning with a lighter shade of bl ack. As the dark­ "You nu \' speak with him now, but don't ~ t3r ness dissolved and the spinning subsided into a too long." steady rotati on, he began to hear voices. dull aod Thc nursC' rcturnt.'t.1 to \lichael's hed, took tht: far nwa\' . .\1 each word his head throbbed, but thCnllOlIlctcr out of his mouth, read it, and ldt 11(' (:ollid not rnah · the effort either to tllm awa\' the room.. \ thin, old man walked over to the or to tell the voices to stop. . hee\. Ilis white hair was neatly hrushed, :md the "I'd 11 ('\'cr let him fl ght again," a somber voice ('~cs in his hlue Stlit were faultless. Sharp gr:ly said. "One more c1 01lt like that could finish him. cyes p(.'crcd at \Iichacl from a long, deeply-lined 'I'll(> ambulance will be here in a minute. I can tell face. \ "0\1 mort' aft er a detailed examination at tht· " 110\\ art.· ya, kid?" Ja(.'Oh ~Jiller asked softly. hospital." Ilc tricd tu smile, hut the result was auk half "Are yau ~ ure he can't 6ght?" asked a deeply \ lI c ('e!>~ f\l1. . (,:omerncd "oicc. "Ccc," it continued after a "Fed grcat," ~lichad answered. "I'll l}c;: up paust', '" hate to tell the kid. This is the only ,md around in no time. Say, what in blazes hap­ racket he knows. (fc'lI he finished jf he can't pc ned? I don't rememher a th ing - Wait a min· fight. And the return match is scheduled already. ute! riv;ht! Wait'li I get that Zeldin again! I'll ... Ya Sllre, huh?" beat him :"Ill around the ring'" " Almo ~ t certain. Of course, J can't be positive He pallsed :l ne! looked at Miller. !Inti! I see th(' X-rays, hut I've seen enough to "What's the matter, Jake? I'm sorry I let him know." get that fluke puneh in, hut I'll make up for it The voices drifted away into the distance. next time. I hit him with a right, and my h:Uld Images now formed before his closed eves. He felt like it was dropping off. Seems all right now." was sitting in his corner of the ring. A boy was :o. lichael looked at his hand. For the first time ('arryi np; a large sign past with a black numher since he woke lip, he noticcd that the first two fift een on it. A bell clanged; he stood lip and finger~ on his ri~ht hand wcre in a cast. moved Ollt into the center of the canvas. "Oh, no wonder it hurt!" He looked question­ From the opposite corner ambled a short, ingly at Miller. "Broken?" squat figure. Its nose was broken and its right ~liIler nodded. eye was swollen and almost closed. There was "There's something ebe, kid. I'll let you have a slowl)' beeding Cllt under its left eye. it straight - you're not going to fi ght again. That I-Ie moved toward the figure, backed away from clunk you got last ni ght gave ya a concussion. :l wild right, and moved in again. He blocked a The doc said one more punch may kill ya." jah, drove a hard left to the ribs, and followed "I remcmbcr hC:lring something like that last with a right to the head. The left hand landed n i ~ ht , " .\lichael muttered. solidly, blll, when his right connected, he felt "Ya know what I think of va, kid," Miller went a lo harp, parn l )'l' in~ pain in his han(l. He stood all. "Yol l'rc the hc'\ t middk' \~ l'ight in the States. motionless for a second. SUeldenly, he caught Ya were ahead on rounds - ten to four - when sight of the flgure's right hand flashing toward \':1 caught it." lie groaned, "Oh, why did it haf'ta his head. lie threw lip his left to block it, but too iwppen to me? Herc I get :l champ, :md what late. An nrrny of bright lights flashed behind hb hnppens? i\ lucky pUllch knocks the pillS out eyes. I-I e (('It himself blling, as a wave of empty from under a crown! " blackness swept over him with a growing roar. "Who will thc)' get to replace me?" Michael When ~lichacl Fury opened his eyes, he found :ls k<:d slowly. himself between starched sheets. He looked "Forsecni, I guess. Th:lt hum! He's rnnkNi around at his small white room. Sunlight was next. They'll decide in :l couple of days." slanting in a window at the side of his bed, "Suppose I don't let anyone hit me," ~lichneJ gleaming on a low, round table and a cllshioned ~a id . " I can keep away from them." metal chair. A pitcher and a glass of water stood "While I'm still your manager," ~Iiller said on ule table. determinedly, "What the doc says goes! I don't ~licha e l moved experimentall y under the crisp want to gct yn killed or get mixed up with the white sheets, first his legs and then his anns. commission." He hesit:lted. Then pleadingly COIl· When he tried to sit up, a blinding spark of pain tinllC'd, "Now look, idd, VOII know what va mean made him drop back on his bed. to me. We've been throll'gh a lot togcthe;. Every­ He lay quiet for several minutes. Suddenly time ya get hit 011t there in th(' ring, I feel it. I the door opened, and a nurse came in. She walk· can't let ya do it." ed over to his bed nnd took his wrist. "0. K." ~1i c h ~eI amwcred wearily. - I need "Good morning," she said sm ilingly. "How do time to think. Can 1 stay on in the stable for !l YOli feel this morning?" while?" :o.'fi chael grunted. The nurse looked at her "Surc, kid," Miller answered brightening. "As watch; then she placed a thermometer in his long as ya want!" He looked at his watch. " 1 mouth. goua be going. 1·lave to see Zeldin's manager "Keep this under your tongue," she told him, about a replacement for YOllr 6ght." "and don't say a word." "Yeah. Well, see YOli later, Jake:' -7 - "Right, kid. Come over to the gym when you're "Champion" painted below the " Michael Fury" out. So long." on the green locker door. The door closed, ~lichael stared at the cciling With a sudden movement, he jerked as the door a flood of thoughts swept through hi s mind. open. There was all his equipment just as he He had had no fam ily. His mother had died when left it - headgear, gloves, all the way down to he was born and hi s father had raised him on snea kers. the money he earned as a prize fighter. Michael ~Ii c h ae l changed his clothes quickly had t and aken b oxing lessons from his father until walked to the gym. He joked and chatted with the latter was killed in a car accident ten years some fri ends as he made his way ove ago. Now r to the there was nothing he could do but corner where he a lways trained. He picked up fight. No one was dependent on him, no one a jumping rope. owed him anything, and he was in debt to no I-Ie was instantly caught up in a new spirit. one. He felt nervous and calm at the same time. But the The middleweight crown burned before steady whack of the rope on the floor and after­ his eyes. That had been his goal when h e was wards the rat·tat-tat-ta of the small fighting old punching pro has-beens in hick towns. Big bag gave ~tichae l the feeling of preparing time fi ghters who for had to fight because they another fight - another step toward his goal. He could do nothing else, reduced to fodder for stopped when his head started to ache. young boxers! 00000 He remembered the words of his father: "Look, The days dropped olf son, you've got to set a goal for yourself and work the calendar as the date toward it. Don't set it too for the return match approached. The newspapers high at 6rst; but when did you reach it, set another a little not give Forseeni much chance, but Zeldin, higher. Always the champi work toward something, because, once on, confident now that his main rival you're was out of the running, satisfied with what you have, you're no good to had agreed to Bght any­ yourself." Michael smiled one on the date of the rematch. to himself. A nice Fiv philosophical thoughtl He always remembered e months passed, during which time Mich­ those words when things did not ael Fury trained as determinedly as a title con­ go well. te Yes, he had followed that advice; nder. Hi s punches were sharp, and his legs and first to be­ wind were come a 6ghter, then a professional, a gate attrac­ in top condition. The night of the re­ tion, a challenger, and, finally, champ match was a week away. ion. Only The afternoon a lucky punch had stopped him short of that las t before the fight, Jacob Miller goal - to be the champ. came up to Mi chael's apartment. "The He had to do something. He just couldn't fight's off tonight, kidl Forsceni's just let been hurt in his hopes and plans slip away from him - all a car accident!" - because of one bad break. Michael stared at him for a moment. Then he jumped Again a whirling cloud of darkness engul up. fed "Come on, we' him. In several minutes, Michael Fury was re going to see the commission­ asleep. el'l I'll tell you what I'm thinking about on the o 0 000 way overl" In the taxi, Two Michael explained his idea to MilI­ days later, Michael left the hospital and er. Jake did not like took it, but he had to agree that a cab across town to Miller's Gym. As he it was worth thinking about. walked into the locker room, familiar voices t\llichael's heart was pounding as he repeated assailed him, "Hey, Mikel It's great to sce yal"; to the comm "How issioner several minutes later what d'ya feel?"; "When are ya gain' to start he had just t old Miller. trainin'?" Michael smiled to everyo ne and threw "... I'm in as perfect condition as I ever was. back as many answers as he could. Then he Jake can tell YOll that, and I can make weight walked through a small green door marked right now. I've even "Office." sparred a few rounds and my head feels fine. You can call the doctor and Jacob Miller was sitting behind a battered have him check m desk, rummaging e right now. There's going to through an immense disorder be a n awful pile of money of papers. lost at the gate if this Bght doesn't come off tonight. Think what it'll "Yeah. what is it? Make it fa st. I'm busy." mean if I'm in therel" "Hi, Jake," Michael said. The commissioner looked steadily Miller jumped to his feet at Michael and leaned across Fury. He picked up the telephone. the desk to shake Michael's hand. "Cet me Doc Harley and tell him to come up "You're lookin' great, kidl How do ya feel?" here fastl" "Fine," Michael replied. "I have nothing to After what seemed like hours, the door do for a while so I thought that I cou opened, ld work out and a tall gaunt man carrying a small black bag in here." entered. "Sure, kid, the place is yours! Do what ya like, "What is it now?" only be he asked. It was the somber careful! Your stuffs in the usual place." voice in the locker room, "Right, thanks," Michael slapped him on the "Check Fury here, and tell me how he is," the back and retraced his s teps to the locker room. commissioner He said bluntly. walked up to locker number 123 and looked Harley looked at it for several from him to Fury and back minutes. He could almost see again. He shrugged his shoulders. -8- jammed. Hundreds of eager figh t fans were tum· cd away at the doors. The crowd was tense. waiting for the main atb"action. Below the packed stands was }'lichael Fury'~ dressing room. Doctor lIarle\' had just finis hed hi" examination. "Can't underlo t' persons reo maining W(' re Fury. \I iller. and two of Fur,,'.; handler.!>. . "All right" ~ I ill cr said suddenly. "},lichael, rest if )'ou cnnl We don't go on for a while. TIle prelim s are jusl starting. We have about an hour." Michnel rel:I.'l:ed on the training table and closed his eyes. lie was too exci ted to rest. ~ I i eh ae l jumped whcll he heard ~ Iill er sav, "Nine- thirtyl O. K., Joe, Fred, let's gal" . At ten minutes to ten, },Iichael was si tting on "AII right," he said wearily. "Come in here, the edge of the table in his trunks and boxing Fury," I-I e nodded toward a side door. shoes, watching his hands being bandaged, when Ten minutes later the two reappeared. The the locker room loudspeaker blared, "Last of the commissioner and :\ liller asked in unison, "Well?" prelims over! ~I a in match next!" Harley grimaced. }' liller completed the bandaging. "That's liS, "His head's all right; rcnexes, fine. Seems in kid. Ya know what to do. Go out there and do it!" good condition. Don't know, though, what a He opened the door and with his two handlers couple of heavy punches will do to him. If he's foll owed Fury up into the Iluditorium. going to fi ght tonight keep a close check on him! • 0 • • • One sign, no matter how small, of his not being able to see elenri)' or to renct quickly, stop the ~ I ichael Fury lo tood in his comer and looked fight fast: ' He looked at the three of them. "Un­ Ollt into the crowd. The ring offi cials had just derstand? This can menn a lot to all of us!" checked the bandnges on his hands and had The commissioner picked up the telephone wa tched as his gloves were put on and laced up. again. He spoke rapidly for several seconds and In the background, the voice of the ring an· hung up. 1l0UI1cer boomed out over the loudspeakers. He "0 . K.," he said . "Cet going Fury; you too was introducing some headline boxers who were ~· l i1I e ri But be at the Garden tonight at sevent ~ t~ .lldin g un(,asil y in t~l e center of the ring. I want another check-up," . . .. and now here IS Duke Ramse}', a promis­ He shouted to his secretary, "T ell the news­ mg , )'oung heav}'weig;ht from Chicago," papers to come up herel And don't forget all the 1 here was a spattcrmg of applause as Ramsey other guys!" wa lked first to Fur)" s corner and then to Zeldi n's ~Iichae l grinned and silently closed the door. 10 shake hands with the fi ghters and to mutter o 0 0 0 0 ;l few words of encouragement. The evening papers carried the story. "~ I ichael The fi ghters were all introduced . Fury, once believed not to be able to 6ght again "And now, ladies and gentlemen. the ma:n after being knocked out in the 6fteenth round event of the evening. A fifteen round contest for of his title match six montlls ago, will try to win the middleweight championship of th£' world. the crown in a return match at the Carden to­ Utlt first, our national anthem." night. Ton)' Z~ l din, the present champion, does The crowd shufned to their feet at the fir.)t not seem warned and agreed at once to the fight. .!> tr:lins of "The Star Spangled Banner." Fury, reliable sources say, is in the best condition ." ... now in this corner, wearing white trunks of his career. A sell-out crowd is expected to pay \~' I th :\ black stripe. weighing one hundred and a record gate. The weatherman predicts favorable Sl.xty pounds, the challenger, i\lichael Fury!" weather, and the odds stand at 7-5 in favor of There was a split second of dead silence as hb Zeldin." name struck the ears of the audience. Then there The commissioner had done his publicity job was :\ deafeni.ng roar. He was the cinderell R welL The newspapers had carried the story. fig hter. T he crowd was here to see him win. 01' Sportscasters had spoken about the 6ght over he Idlled. radio and television whenever tJ1CY had the "And in this corner. wenring black trunks with chance. a white stripe, weighing one hundred sixty-three By seven-thirty, an hour before the preliminary and a half pounds, the middleweight chRmpion bouts were scheduled to begin, the Garden \\ .• of tJ1 e world, Tony Zeldin!" - 9 - There was a loud burst of cheering. inter· ".. , and there's a solid right to Fury's chin. spersed with boos. The announcer went on to The challenger's hurt! Zeldin's moving in . There's name the judges, scorekeeper, the man counting a right, a left, and another right by Zeldin! A left for the knockdown at the bell, and the referee. is blocked! ... and there's the bell ending rOllnd All the names were followed by mild disapproval. eight !" The announcer ha nd ed the microphone to the ~ I ich ae l slumped down in his corner. His head referee who called both fighters to the center of was spli tting, but his eyes were all right. He knew the ring. He repeated the short speech which he now that it would have to be this round. had spoken (:ountless times in the past. Doctor Harle)' was speaking. "Fury, look at ", .. no rabbit punchin' ... no hi ttin' on the me! How does you r head feel?" break, ... no low blows, . . . now shake hands, With an eHort, ~ I ich aell oo ked steadily at him and come out fightin'." as he answered, "Fine! Hardly fel t itt [ blocked \\lith a grin, Zeldin reached out and slapped mos t of those punches, Don't worry, I'm all Michael's glove, then turned abruptly and walked right." back to his corner. Mi chael returned to his, I-farley spoke quietly to Miller, who nodded. where Miller and his seconds helped him off with ~ I ichael knew what they were talking about. One his robe. more punch like that fi rst one and the fight would The ring microphone was raised, the audience be over. It would have to be this round. hushed, and the radio announcers prepared to ''The doctor's just fini shed looking Fury over, begin their ceaseless fl ow of description. and he's all OWing the fight to continue. I-Ie's The warning buzzer sounded, and ~ Jjll e r talking with Fury's manager. Now he's going over stepped out on the ring apron. He slapped Mich­ to the referee. There's the ten-second warning'" ael on the back and said, in a husky voice, "0 . K., The ninth round began. r.. lichael moved out kid, it's up to you ." quickly and caught Zeldin wi th a long overhand The bell clanged - round one. right. A look of surprise Bashed across the cham­ Michael moved out into the center of the ring. pion's face. Michael quickly jabbed with his left Zeldin still had a smile on his face as he shuffl ed and fired another right. Zeldin clinched. from his corner . .\Iichael fli cked out a left that After the break, r.. lichael moved in again . Zel­ caught him on the nose, and another which was din seemed uncert ain. The pattern of fi ghting blocked. He stepped outside a right, moved in had changed and had caught him unaware. quickly, threw a left and a right, and moved out­ Michael took two body punches and a left to side again. the cheek. He no longer noticed his headache. Zeldin kept forcing the fi ght. He always plod­ All he wanted to do was to get in one solid round. cd forward, taking all the punches. Zeldin wound He drove a left to Zeldin's ribs and caught him up for another right, and lunged forward, but with a right cross. Before the champion could Michael ti ed him up. The force of the charge get his guard up, Michael landed another right. carried both fighters into the ring ropes; Michael They cl inched and fell into the ropes. felt the ropes burn across his back. In the brief second while the referee was sep­ The referee parted them. Zeldin threw a left arating them, Mi chael heard the crowd roaring to the ribs, and the bell rang. its approval. He felt a new surge of strength. Michael walked over to his corner and sat After they were separated, Mi chael waited for down on the stool. his chance. He heard Miller call one minute, and "Nice work, kid," Jake Miller whispered. fli cked out a left. His right bounced off Zeldin's "You're doing fin e! Keep away from him! Use shoulder. ~r ich ae l backed off for a second. Then your left to keep him away! If ya see an ope nin ~, he moved in, feinted a left, and drove a hard right hit and run! Ya can run around him all night.' over Zeldin's guard. The warning buzzer sounded harshly. The champion's eyes glazed, and he threw "And here's the first round, folks. So far, Fury's a series of wild punches. A right caught Michael kept away from the champ. Zeldin hasn't landed on the temple. Pain flashed again behind his eyes, a good punch to Fury's head, but he's kept up a and he grabbed Zeldin and hung on. The referee punishing body attack. The challenger's used his took a long look at Fury as he separated them. jab most of the time and has seldom gone on the "This is it," Michael told himself. offensive. He lunged, threw a left jab, and put all his "It's not the kind of a fight to stir a crowd, strength into a hard right hand. He felt it glance but they don't seem to mind. off Zeldin's guard and cash into his fa ce. The "There's the bell! Both 6ghters come out of champion wavered. their corners. Fury throws a right to the head; " ... and there's an overhand right, a left, and there's another right! Zeldin blocks a left; throws another right to the head by Fury! And Zeldin's a hard left to the ribs. There's a hook that grazes down! There's the referee picking up the count­ Fury's chin ..." three, four, 6ve .. ." Michael could feel himself tiring. The strain Michael leaned back against the ropes in the of having to keep away from Zeldin's head neutral corner. The ring posts were not solid punches was telling on him. He knew he would any marc; they were wavering in graceful curves. have to do something soon. He could not fight The audience was a blurred vastness of blank this kind of a 6ght and expect to win. He ducked upturned faces. He felt sick and his head ached. a right. Maybe next round ... (Continued on Page 16 ) -10-- A Ci ty Dog------By H AnOLDC. SMm. !l lumbcr. Ill. head. upon closer examination, bore a strong resemblance to that of a fo)(. while his body was somewhat taller. l-lis hair was of med· ium length, and so coated with mud and blood that any ma rkings would be completely hidden. Now the street was awaking. \Vindows were flung open; wash was hung out to dry; while the bu ildings resounded with the tread of manr feet, as people went about thei r morning tasks. From the window above the doorway the odor of cooking food issued. A garbage truck rumbled down the street making its daily calls. A group of dlildren played ball in the strcct. And, an old, tircd·Jooking man made his way along a dark pas­ sageway toward a (light of steep stnirs which Jed up to the street. Who knows upon what thoughts the man's mi nd W!lS resting? Perhaps he was contemplating • the high property tax which was nearly d,ue ,on his shabby tcnement ; perhaps he was dunkmg of some means of revenge in return for some DS~ tri ck played bv a scornful ten3nt ; or perh3ps his A ('Old fall rain swept the streets of the d tS'. thoughts were lI pon those frequent coughing It seemed to sweep even more bittcrly upon that spells, coupled with indigestion, which he found shabby street along which a small gray fi gure ,<;0 frequent b tdy, Whatever thc)' werc, they made its lonely way. The fi gure was that of a dog. changed soon enough at the sight of the dog, This was not just a dog, but a city dog. I-Iere "Get out of herel" His voice was mean and was one of those poor creatures whose fate it biting, was to crawl through the caverns of the city, seek­ The dog awoke with a growl. He made an ing what food, kindness, and shelter it could effort to rise. but could stand on his feet for only draw from the stony heart of the ci ty. Oft-timcs a moment. Then he sa nk with a groan to the the kindness was a hoot, a stick, or, on occasion, ground. Apparently the effort had been too much, a sharper object flung at this creature of circum­ and had caused the wound to open. stance. And, sometimes the kindness took a more "You heard me, get out of herel" sincere and generous form : a piece of bread, a Once again the 3nimal made an effort, but once scrap of meat, and maybe even a place of shelter. again his form slipped to the cement. The man But for this dog there were no scrnps, and those bent and looked 3t the dog. who passed, were in too much of a hurry even Suddenlv. the man was struck with a feeling of to offer a kick. (il-ep concern over the plight of this crumpled So the dog made its way slowly and painfully form 3t his feet. Here was a man, hardened hy down the street, while the clements bent their the terrible struggle of ci ty life, hated and hate­ fury upon him. Occasionally he would huddlc fu l, resentt.. d and resentful, stooping to pick up d ose to one of the buildings which towered above an injured dog. Perhaps, the man's action might his weary body, until a gust of wind and rain have been moti vated by a portion of lovc that would put an end to this temporary refuge, and had not been crushed b)' the millstones of life; or he would be forced to continue along his way. perhaps by that mystical bond between one out­ So he plod his weary path, until he came to a cast and another. But to whatever force it might steep stairway. Down these stairs and into a dark he laid, the fact remained, the man helped the doorway he trod. There the dog sank down upon dog. a bed of wet concrete and refuse to enjoy what Gently the man raised the dog, and brought b l es~ in gs he could draw from sleep. it down the corridor to his apartment. There he Slo'\ Iv the wi nd drove the dark <: Ionds :\\\'{\)'; laid the animal all a blnnh:t in :l. \:omer. ami tho' morning came offering new hope to the There the man washed the dog and cared for it. creatures of God. Now, the sun rose touching its It was in this dark corner of the small npartment golden glory first upon the towering buildings of th at the dog recovered. There the dog found rest, the fi n:II \(:ia l district; then upon the :. mart pent ­ food, and :l. home for the first time in its life. It house apartments; then upon the tall smoke-stacks was there too that the animals wounds healed of the fa ctories, which greeted the dawn with and its strength returned, after some three weeks. clouds of black smoke. Soon a golden glow cov­ During this time, a strange relationship de­ ered the mass of the city, and even dared to make veloped between the man and the animal. Here its way into the dark doorway. in a dark and humble aparbnent, the dog found There upon its crude bed lay the dog; his wet a master, the best the animal ever knew. How­ dirty body stretched across the portal, gaining ever, in the eyes of a few onlookers, it was 8 what new strength and courage it could in its ( Continued on Pase 16 ) -11- "Why, of Course, I Still Read Comic Books," She Said By MAURY H 08En~LA:-;

I was speaking to a pretty young thing the She was quick in answering. "There nrc two other day; she was only a freshman in college. things that the ardent comi c book mn does with Somehow, we got on the subject of comic books. his comics. The first promotes social relations; the t don't know how we got started, but, neverthc· second denotes his appreciation of esthetic less, we did. I.nsked her if she still read those Iiltle beauty. All over the country comic books arc gems of poorly drawn picture books wi th the close traded. Not only do people benefit by acquiring set, sight-wrct:king typc, and she, in an exclama­ new comic books, but they also acquire new tion, seeming at once both surprised and hurt, friends and meet new people. \ Vhy, at this ven' replied, "Why, of course, I still read comi c moment two men might be meeting in some im­ books!" posing office on \Va ll Street to trade their comic books, and from this meeting, a million dollar I was surprised at her reply, for I thought that business venture may evolve. I can see a hand­ most peopl e stopped reading comic books about some young man meeting a beautiful young mid-way through their senior year in high school. woman in a secluded little restaurant with the Of course, I have heard of cases in which the strains of Gypsy violins filling the air, and across Comic Book lTabit,l as it is known in ordinary the table I can hear the young man whisper circles, I has perSisted into the adult stage, but 'I'll give you a "Love's Fire" for a "Doubtless actu:l.lly to come :l.cross a speciment of this type Desire," 'Is it not beautiful?" W:l.S an experience which I had never :l.nticipated. \Vithout hesitation she made her second point. The girl must have been talking about her "The ones I really want to keep, those that I hold comic books for quite some time, for, when I re­ closest to my heart, I have bound and placed on covered from the temporary numbness that had the shelves of my library." I thought how lovely overcome me when the discovery was made, she that must be. A volume of Lester Gooch, bound was in the middle of a short talk on the attributes in buckram and lettered in gold, sitting next to of buying nnd reading comic books. Goethe, Disney followed by Dostoevski, Henry " ..., and how else cn n one have a deeper in­ Fielding and Ham Fisher. sight into the tortured hearts of those poor souls I looked at my watch. "Holy ~lol),.5 it's four who write to 'Ethicn l Problems' in earch of the o'clock. Shazam,"o I said, and left her standing revelation of the right path? Should Heartbreak there. Housewife stay with her husband, who spends all of his salary on cignrettes, or should she run off with the Sixteen-year-old boy. who does not yet 1. This is known as Comicus Liber Habitus in psycho· read 'Lovers Lies,' '' she told me. logical circles. I could not answer, but she had the solution. 2. Bugs Bunny frequently appears in "Looney Tunes." "I would not have known the answer if I had not read 'Lovers Lies," she told me. 3. Unfortunately these comic books are losing their populnrity, but arc being replaced by far sUp<'rior lovc And, oh, there are so many other advantages to comics, mentioned above. be had from comic books. She began to tell me only a few of them. "All love comic stories ( love 4. Unfortunately the authors and poets of America fl rc comic books are undoubtedly the best) nre the losing their popularity, but nrc being replaced by far same. Of course there are some differences, such superior lovers. as the colors of the girls' dresses, the make of the 5. Similar to the Gennan "Heiligcr ~I oses. " Holy ~l ose5 car, the name of the gardener's dog, but essen­ is a phrase used frequently by Bill!! BatSOI. of StAtion tially the stories are the same. Therefore, one can WHIZ. Billy is really Captain Marvel, a personality well follow the plot, learn to understand it, and get a known to comic book addicts. The original cause for the true insight into the study of logic." From the utterance of tllis phrase hns never been establhhed. argument she had just presented I J..'Tl ew the girl will Liebson, "Cnptain ~far\'e l Adventures," Green­ had a true insight into logic. Wich, Fawcett Publicntions, Incorporated, x..."XIV, 1953,8. "'Then, too," she continued, "there is the subtle humor of 'Bugs Bunny,' 'Porky Pig,' and 'Looney 6. Ibid.,!. Tunes.'2 One should not overlook the cultivation Whenever Bill" Batson famous boy newscaster says of a keen sense of humor. One must also develop the word "Shazam," he is miraculously changed into pow­ a sense of imagination by reading 'Captain Mar­ erful Captain Marvel, the world's mightiest mortal, who vel' and 'Superman Comics.'3 The future authors combines in his magnificent physique the powers of the and poets of America will probably come from following six of the mightiest heroes of all time: Solomor, this class of readers ...· 1 for wisdom; Hercules, for strength; Atlas, for stamina; Zeus for power; Achilles, for courage; and Mercury, for "But what," I ventured to ask, "do you do with speed. {This reminds one of thnt dear old bnllad all of the comic books you buy?,' "Mother": M is (or the, etc.) - u- The Challenge---~------BY BERT WENDEL George swore under his breath as he stared the handle and discarded the rest, since he through the barred window. He was watching wanted the key to be small and easy to hide. He the people in the street below. had a pretty good idea of what the finished pro­ "They're free," he thought, "they're free and duct should look like, and after a few hours of fm here in this lousy ceiL But just wait," he COll4 filing the piece of spoon handle and trying it in linucd. "it won't be long now," the lock, he had a key that worked. He could George thought of what had happened during have walked out of his cell right then if he'd the pas t few nights. He remembered how he'd wanted to, but he knew better. Johnny would be painstakingly pieced together a 20-foot line out parked outside every night from twelve to one. of bits of sb'ing and cloth. He'd then lowered it H was almost 2:30 now. Tomorrow would be from his window, which was on the second Hoor. the night. Since this prison was only the county jail, there He sat down on his bunk and did some plan­ was nothing but an ordinary wire fence separat­ ning. He didn't want to take Harry, his cellmate, ing it from the stT eet. It'd been easy for Johnny wi th him unless he had to. Harry was so stupid to climb this fence and tie a hacksaw blade onto that he'd probably make some dumb mistake, get the line, Johnny had been George's partner and caught, and tell the police about Johnny. Harry he'd planned this trick long in advance just in had seen George saw the bars, but he didn't know case he or Ceorge would someday get caught. anything about the key because he'd been asleep Last night Ceorge had sawed the bars as for the past few hours. George could therefore quietly as possible. Then he'd carefll ily fnstened escape, lock the door behind him, and leave the bars in place again with bits of gum. No onc Harry to his troubles. could tell the difference unless he was very close. The guard suddenl)' appeared at the door. "Get Everything was ready now - everything except up and come with me," he said, "We just found Ceorge himself. He was afraid of the jump he'd some new witnesses and they want to have a have to make. He 6gured that a leap from the look at you." second Ooor wouldn't be too bad if he could only "This is a hell of a time for it," George land on the two-foot strip of grass that separated protested. the building from the concrete walk. Even so, "They work the graveyard shift at the Lock­ the prospect frightened hiln. George had always heed plant," the guard said as he unlocked the been afraid of height, even as a kid. He remem· door. "If you don't like the timing it's just too bered how he'd been called a chicken one day bad. Now hurry up and follow me." because he wouldn't play on a roof with the George unobtrUSively let the key fall from other neighborhood boys. He'd always heen con­ his hand and then coughed loudly so the guard sidered a little yellow anyway because he hadn't wouldn't hear it hit the Ooor. He then stood up been as scrappy as the kids he'd hung out with. and walked out of the cell and down the hall. The Those incidents were sti ll on his wind. guard led him to a small office. "Maybe that's part of the reason why I'm in The witnesses were a middle-aged man of this mess," George thought; "1 wanted to prove about forty and a homely-looking girl of perhaps to myself that I m not a coward, that I'm not twenty. They identified George right away. Both afraid of anything or anybod)'." of them knew there'd been two holdup men and His thoughts shifted to Cind y. Cindy had been they had a fair idea of what the other one looked his girl for six years now. He'd promised her like. Of course this other fellow was Johnny, but they'd be married someday. Someday had never George kept his mouth shut about him. come. Whenever George had scraped a little When the guard took George back to his cell, money together, something would turn up. Either I'larry was sitting up. He'd probably been awake his car would need repairs or else tllere'd be some ever since the guard had announced the new overdue payment to make - there'd always be witnesses. something. It hadn't taken George long to start As soon as the guard had left, George looked looking for an easier way to do things. fo r the key he'd dropped. He couldn't find it. "All right," George said, "where it is?" Johnny's business proposition had sounded "Where's what?" asked Harry. pretty good. Their first job had been a liquor ''The key." store holdup. The rest of the story could now be "What key?" summed lip by a set of fingerprints in the police "You know what I mean," said George; '1et's HIes and by a number on George's shirt. have that key - and fastl" The thought of getting out obsessed him. He "1 don't know what the hell )'ou're talking tried to tllink of a better way to escape. Suddenly about," snapped Harry. an idea struck him. He'd noticed that the locks "Listen, stupid," George said, "I dropped a key in this old jail were quite poor. In fact, the key here a few minutes ago and I know you picked that the guard used for the cell was very much it up. It's not hard to Bgore out what you're up like an old-fashioned house key. Maybe ... to; you want to pull a one-man break and leave That night George went to work on a spoon me here. Now gimme that key - or elsel" with his hacksaw blade. He cut a short piece off (Continued on Page 17) - 13- Thanks for the Ride------lJy Is""" SlIonell

One of the most universal enjoyments is travel· A few minutes after we left Philadelphhia., our in g. Well, it is [or many people at least. In fa ct, starting point, we received some unexpected I thought it was for me too - till my last vacation music from the back scat. This vociferous and when I went with my sister's family on a short d iscordant 31'1':'\\' of notes came from the mouth excursion to Long Island to visit our aunt and of my nine-month-o ld niece, Leslie. ft continued unde. Until this fatal trip, I had loved to spend for some twenty minutcs wi thout even a break my vacati on time in journeys, perhaps even more for a commercial. After a time, we came to the so than most souls care to, but, somehow, this conclusion that pcrhaps she was hungry, and so particular eXl>crience dimmed my ardor. Quite my sister prepared to feed her. Now in a Nash possib!}' this was the result of m)' companions. Hambler, with my sister up front and the baby If so, the lesson I learned from it is never to travel in the back, this becomes quite:l. chore, but, then with one's relatives when they are "blessed" with again, I have come to the concltlsion that my children, especially children under five. A brief relatives are indeed a hard}, race, for this slight description, I think, will clarify the point. inconvenicnce d id not prevcnt her from achicving To give you a picture of the envi ronment. I the desired goal, "hereupon Leslie's lips and must, of course, begin by telling: you that we d id eyelids closed. our driving in a rather small, but cozy, 1951 Nash Ah yes, hut there was :l Isa Jan, my three­ Rambler. Now this vehicle would furnish a very yenr-old nephew, in the back seat. Now, as I soon comfortable means of transportation if it had to dis(uvered, he had a rather severe cold, which ('arr)' only a reasonable load ; but that was not s'-°l'med to bo t !~e r him little. Nonetheless, it r('­ the good fortune of this Rambler, for it had to suited in a \ef: prolific nose that aft er every transport three adults, two children, three large sneeze, gushed lo,th like "Old Faithful." As L trunks - at least so they appeared when packed was sitting on the end of the front seat, I was the in the car - and innumerable nonentities. Though only one able to turn around with any ease ( this the task of gctting all this into our small Nash term is purel), relative). so the job of wiping his soemed at first impossihle, my sister and brother· nose fell to me. Throughout the drive, [ was in-law, because of three years of painful exper· occupied with the noble task of nose cleaner. ience, accomplished it with amazing efficiency. and my onl y reward was that I awoke the next Then the family climbed in, and we were set for day with a co ld that easily duplicated Jan's, a pleasant five -hour trip. About an hour after our experience with Leslie, However, this feeling of pleasant ex pectancy it was Jan's turn to attract our attention. In his was quickly chilled by our first problem, breath· lovable, sweet voice he infonned us that he had ing. If you have ever had the occasion to wear to make a "s is," which was his way of saying clothes that are far too tight for YOll, then you that "1\ lother Nature" was calling, Once again can perhaps appreciate the crushed sensation we skillfully moved ourselves about in the spa­ that three adults undergo when they attempt to cious front seat in order to accommodate him sit in the front seat of a Nash Rambler. it is with a bottle. By this time, even 1 was becoming highly advisable tJlat they all do not in hale at deft at sllch maneuvcring. the same time, for there simply is not room for Finally Jan joined his sister in sleep, and bliss this luxury. was upon us, even if its presence was short-lived, And oh, the clothes! I was wearing a suit, tie, for Leslie soon 3woke and began to crawl around. and topcoat. \'Vell, by the time we reached our Hat! she tried this exercise at home it would have destination, 1 was the proud owner of more bothered no one, but, in our particular car, therf' creases in one pair of trousers and in one topcoat was not too much space for such vigorous motion, than any man alive, and believe me, this dis tine· However, reasoning with a ninc- month-old ~ irl tion was not easily earned. (Continued on P.lge 16)

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Caine ~Iutin y Si lvcr Chalice 'The poct dcsnilJed ill ideol perfectioll, Photography (Black and \Vhile) fJr;II{!.s Ihe rL'lw!c SOIlI 01 mall into activity." Country Cirl Samuel Taylor Coleridge Executive Suite °00 the Waterfront ~' I an y fine foreign film s were seen in the United Hogue Cop Stllles this VC':l r, hut dlle to the fact that it is im­ Sabrina poss ible lo' sec them in places like Pottstown, Photography (Color Norristown, and Ilarrisburg. I have eliminated The Egyptian them from the "best" Iisls-altJlOugh man" of oRear Window tJlem dcserve' placet; thereon. According to Time 7 Brides for 7 Brothers ~dn g a7ine , the New r orker, and other periodicals, Thre(' Coins in the Fountain some of the better fo reign releases were: 1\ nimal Best Song ill Malian Piclure Farlll, Ugelsll , Galc of lIell, Tile Detective, Aida, °Collnly Your Blessings ( White Christmas ) Homeo alld JIIliel. and Genevieve. It is unfortun­ High and :\Iighty ( High and ~ Ii ghty ) ate that many of liS could not see these foreign Hold ~ I y II nnd(Susan Slept Here) imports. )ohm That Cot Away ( t\ Star Is Born ) 195-1 was a memorable year for musicals. 3 Coins in Fountain (3 Coins in Fountain ) ~ I -G- M boomed through with five big ones: Rose (Continut:d 00 Page 19) .\forie, Student Prince, Brigaciooll, 7 Brides for 7 Brothers, and Deep In My Ileart . Other studios delivercd Lucky Me, Young At Hea rt, White Ch rist.mas, No Busilless Like Show B!lsiness, Glenn Miller Story, and A Star Is Born . As usual, only a few of these film s were of any special merit. Now to !'call y go out on a limb and predict the LANDES BROS., actual awards. Unlike Drew Pcnrson, my predic­ tions are not 82% accurate, but r will attempt to pick a few of tJle winners. INC. I predict the one starred will win the award. Those Nominated: Art and Set Decorntion ( Black-White) Country Girl Executive Suite °On the Waterfront Sabrina Art and Set Decoration (Color) YERKES, PA. °Brigadoon Desiree Red Carters A Star Is Born 20.000Leagucs Under the Sea Costume Design ( Black and White) Earrings of r..fme. de... ° Executive Suite I ndiscretion of American Wife PH. COLLEGEVILLE 3541 It Should Happen To You Sabrina Costwne Design (Color ) Brigadoon °Desiree - 15- Thanks for the Ride A City Dog (Continued from Page 14 ) (Continued from Page J I ) who is in the back seat of it crowded Nash Hamb­ wonder that the dog didn't leave. Indeed, the dog ler and cannot understand English poses quite was free to do so, for he wore no collar or chain. a problem. So she happily continued on her Yet the animal remained long after the wound journey, whi ch shortly brought her across her healed, and despite occasional beatings, was the brother, whom she rudely awakened. Moreover, man's constant companion. The beatings usually when Jan wakes up, he is the owner of a rather came after the payment of a bill, or after one of mean temper, and this time he gave full vent the mail's terrible coughing spe lls. Then, the man to it. Not only did he cry, but he also caused would suddenly find fault with the comparative Leslie to start; and we were exposed for the time­ peace of mind enjoyed by the dog, and gained being to a duet strong enough to sing audibly what comfort he could from beating the animal. in Carnegie Hall. But even after the worst beating the two would When we arrived at La Guardia Airport, where reconcile themselves. we were to drop off my hrother-in-Iaw for his And so it was for some five months. The street Oight to Chicago, the serenade was discontinued nnd its people came to accept the sight of the long enough for us to sny "au revoir." Then, man and the dog going about their work together. starting again on our tTip. my sister and I, mostly During the course of the months, the street and the latter, faced some new problems. its inhabitants showed few signs of changing. First Jan received another call from nature, There were births and deaths (The hirths far which r had to answer myself this time, since my outweighing the deaths.), but the new ones were sister was driving. Then it was Leslie's turn. She absorbed, and the old ones forgotten. During the began to cry again; this time, more perSistently course of the months, the sun rose and sank; snow lhan before. Her asking me to hold her in the and rain fell and ran off, while the man and front seat, however, was too much. T had just the dog went about their tasks with similar regu­ enjoyed my first bit of free movement since the larity. And, so it remained, until one spring beginning of this trip, and, more important, 1 evening. was no baby-sitter. But all to no avail! The little singer finished the trip on my lap. A cold rain swept the streets of the city, and Yes, once T enjoyed travelling, yet, strangely through it the dog made its lonely way home, a enough, after that trip I lost all my ('nthusiasm. paper held between its jaws. The dog was alone Now, I must try to rekindle the dying embers. tonight, as it had been for three nights alone,-was But if I should be so fortunate as to be approach­ not because of the rain, but rather because of the ed again by my sister and brother-in-law asking terrible attacks which his master had lately suf­ me to go on a vacrt tion WitJl them, 1 will reply, fered. It was reluctantly indeed that the dog had "Thanks for the ride, but I tllink I'll take the left its suffering master's side, despite the persuas­ train." ion given by the upstairs tenant's shoe. There was no sign of the storm letting up as The Sound of the Bell the dog turned off the street and made its way (Continued from Page 10) down the steps homeward. But then, as he passed He hooked his arms over the top ring rope and through the dark doorway where he had found listened to the count. shelter some months before, he stopped. The " ... eight, nine, ten and outl" paper dropped from his mouth, and an expression The cheering came from a great distance now which conveyed a deep, heartfelt sorrow crossed - in waves of crescendo and dimineundo. A his face. For a scent that brought with it a terrible strong smell of sweat assailed his nostrils. meaning had entered his nostrils. It could mean He looked up - it was fast growing dark in but one thing. He need go no further; his master the huge auditorium. 111cre was an unbearable was gone. pounding in his head. He felt his right ann be­ A long black car pulled up to the tenement ing lifted, and a voice yelled close to his ear" ... through the rain. Out of this car stepped two men and the new middleweight champion of the with a stretcher. They entered the tenement. world - Michael Furyl" Soon the men emerged from the dark doonvay, and climbed the stairs. Between them was the Tableau stretcher, and on it lay a body wrapped in canvas. By NANCE SHUMAKER The men wasted no time in putting the body in Someone's heart has broken and it's falling in the car; and soo, the men were in the car as well. pieces outside my window sill. The car started and drove off down the street. All misty moist somebody's tears caress the On its way it passed a dog. lips of the leaves, hang crystal in the lamp light, then fall in mud puddles on the street. The thunder is a memory, the pedestals have fallen, just crying now, no sobs. On Necking Fog lips kiss closed the star eyes;; feathery soft , didn't ... fingers smooth away the ache, All is peace. I don't .. . Sleep, sleep, beloved; I see a rainbow of dreams I won't. around the moon. hy an anonymous 20th century poet - 16- The Challenge (Continued from Page 13) I larry got up angrily and stepped toward him Eno Old Company', George caught hi m with a hard right to the jaw. Product, lehigh Ilarry fell backwards and hit his head on the Premium edge of the metal bunk. George waited expec­ Anthracite tantly for him to get up. Inste.'ld, he by on the Coal fl oor wi thout moving. Gcorge knelt down nnd put his hand on I-larry's chest. There wns no heartbeat. He was dead. A couple of minutes lalcr, Ceorge had pulled SAND-CEMENT-LiME-BLOCK himself together and was doing some fa st think­ ing. I-I e knew it wouldn't be long hefore the FLAGSTONE-BUILDING STONE guard would Gnd out what had happened. lie had to escape right now while there was still a chance. Ccorge made a hurried search of Harry's clothes and the ceiL As before, he couldn't find the key. There wasn't time to make a better GUY HEAVNER, Inc. search. HARLEYSVillE, PA. He walked to the window and pulled out the bars. He looked down at the street. Of course l'larry's car wasn't there now, but George would have to take his chances on escaping without it. Cindy's house wasn't far away; if he could make it that far without getting caught he'd be all right. Ccorge climbed out of the window and then GUY HEAVENER 3611 hung onto the sill with his fingers. lie couldn't DUANE HEAVENER 3216 make himself let go. His fear oflleight made him HERBERT KNECHEL, JR. 2111 brenk alit in a cold sweat. There was a challenge now, If Gcorge could jump in spite of his fear, he would prove to him­ self once and for all that he wasn't a coward. Thoughts raced through his mind: "Cot to es­ cape ... Let go, you chicken ,. Cindy , George is a chicken , .. Jumpl " He let go. The pit of his stomach suddenly felt hollow; the wall of the building rushed past him; SHOP AT- the tips of his shoes scrnped against the bricks ! as he plunged downward. "I jumped!" he thought; MJ'm not a coward, Cindy. I. , :' His feet hit the sill which projected from the BLOCK'S first-floor window. He was thrown outward and he landed head first on the concrete, It seemed like everything was going in circles. 2 GREAT STORES Ceorge thought he heard a strange humming noise. His mind became blurred and confused 11·25 Wed Main Street, Norristown as the life ebbed from his body, In that moment between two worlds, Gcorge saw Cindy once more, She was wearing the blue High and Charlotte Streets, Pottstown dress thnt he'd :t1ways ndmired and she was as beautiful as ever. Then the image faded and there was nothing but blacJ.... ne ss. George lay very stilL Everything was quiet. Selling Merchendise of Merit The moon came out from hehind a cloud and glinted on n shiny object that had fnll en from Since 1884 George's trouser cuff - the key.

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Be Gone With You Dr. Irwin S. Leinbach o Pestilence of Mine NANCE SHUMAU:R Be gone with you, 0 ,Jestile'lce of mine. 'Tis not enough for YOIl to send away ST. PETERSBURG , FLORIDA My love, where new loves /ill his brain like wine, But you wOllhl have him hate me to this day. This day? You'd have him hate me to the end. So should his 1wtred of me last so long? [ paid in full becallse of you, false friend. Ha ve you not ciecell cy to mend my wrong? I do Pl ot ask for him to be retumed. CLASS OF 1929 For I could neuer love liim as before With first love that was p"re - the best of me. I ask - I beg, 011 bended knee r ue tllmed To yOIl, that he WOII't hote me more tllis day 'Tis small to ask of you, Naivete! - 19 - Spinnin!! the P latters (Continued hom Page" ) In musical shows we have only future releases to look forward to. These include the music from Phone: NO 5-0500 "The HOllse of F lowers," "Silk Stockings," and "Plain and Fancy." As always, class ical music offers some excellent recordings. Among them is the vigorous Sym­ phony No. 10 in E Minor, Opus 93 by Shosta­ REICHMAN'S kovitch which had its American premiere on October 14, 1954, under the baton of Mitropoulos with the New York Philharmonic Symphony SPORTING GOODS (Columbia ML 4959 ). For lovers of Chopin, there is a new recording of his Etudes, Opus 10, Opus 25, by Alexander Uninsl-y. an excellent interpreter of Chopin's romantic music. These tw'cnty-four etudes, in numerical order, C.'1n be found on this Epic record (3065 ) , A recording new has been brought out by Hemington Records under the general title of "M usic Plus." Each side W E MA KE YO UR CAMPUS JACKETS of one of these twelve-inch long-playing records contains a complete work foll owed by a commen­ tary by the well-J..:nown authority, Sigmund Spaeth. The 6rst series includes recordings by the Austri an Symphony Orchestra under the ba­ tons of H. Arthur Brown, Kurt \Voss, Gcorge Sin­ ger, Hans \.yolf, and Max Schonherr, and the 526-28 DeKalb Street Salzburg Mozarteum Orchestra under the batons of Fritz Weidlich and Paul \·Valter. This enjoy­ able series includes such well-known favorites as Norristown, Pa. Tchaikovsky's "1812 Overture" and "Nutcracker Suite," Johann Strauss' "Bluc Danube" and "Tales From the Vienna \.yoods," Dvorak's "New World" Symphony, and excerpts from Handel's "M essiah" as well as many, many others, Not to be forgotten is the operatic field with its newcomer. "The Saint of Bleecker Street" by Gian-Carlo ~I e n o tti. Among those to be heard on the not yet released album are the leads, David Poleri and Gloria Lane, and the orchestra com­ posed of former members of the NBC Symphony Orchestra conducted by the able Thomas Schippers. PIES, CAKES, PASTRY These records are only a sampling of the bigger and better selection of albums available today in Baked by all fields of music. (Those albums marked as unreleased were un­ released as of February 1, 1955 ). Roy Blakeslee on Mt. Washington WASSELL (Continued from Page 6) It wasn't long before they were nearly to the top. "Cruising omets," thought Roy, "we are nearly to the top." Just then a thick gray cloud drifted across the mountain, clouding their acute * vision. A dark shape loomed next to Roy's MG, WASSELL BAKERY, INC. loomed next to Ralph's Flaming Red Morgan. What was this looming? What did this loom mean? \.yere the boys in trouble? \ Vhere they in 4041 Ridge Avenue trouble? '""hat \Vas the trouble? Ask your ~ I other or Dad to go down to the PHILA. 29, PA. bookstore and get the next in the Roy Blakeslee series and find out: what happened to Roy and VIctor 4-2400 Ralph and the others on Mount Washington. Ask yOllr Mother or Dad to get Roy Blakeslee and the Loom in the Gloom, or: Ralph Dodder and His Flaming Red Morgan Plus Four, 1--___---1 -20- URSI US COLLEGE

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