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Imperial Valley press., 1937-04-18
Man Can Now Talk With God,
Says Noted Psychologist

MOSCOW, lDAHO.-"A new and
revolutionary religious teaching based
entirely on the misunderstood sayings
of the Galilean Carpenter, and de-
signed to show how we may find, un-
derstand and use the same identical
power which Jesus used in perform
ing His so-called Miracles" is attract
ing world wide attention to its foun-
der, DIR. Frank B. Robinson, noted
psychologist, author and lecturer.
"Psychiana," this new psychology
ical religion, believes and teaches that
it is today possible for every normal
human being, understanding spiritual
law as Christ understood it, ito dupli-
cate every work that the Carpenter
of Galilee ever did" - it believes and
teaches that when He said, the
things that ! do shall ye do Also" He
meant what He said and meant it
literally to all mankind. through all
the ages.
DIR. Robinson has prepared 5000
word treatise on "Psychiana, in
which he tells about his long search
Imperial Valley press., 1937-04-18

travel orders to Tours. The Ex-
press would take him past Tours
and on to his base.
In Paris he had two hours to
await his train. He wandered
about the boulevards and felt a
growing sense of Importance as
enlisted men saluted him.
Getting out of Paris was not so
easy.
The M. P.'s scrutinized his
travel orders closely.
You will please step in here,
Lieutenant" ordered sergeant
tersely. O'Leary didn't like the
softly sarcastic way he said it,
and continued toward the train
gate.
A restraining hand held him.
O'Leary shot out fist and in a
moment the atmosphere was fill
ed with M. P.s and drawn auto
IIldLiIo IlC oCill q wi Poi Oh oPi q"
ing to the hard stone floor. Two
more M. P.'s lunged at him. He
pushed one violently over the
sprawling body and clipped the
second on the chin. Screams of
frantic French women, howls of
joy from the motley array of on
lockers - Algerians, Australians
and native soldiers in blue-turn-
ed the depot into storm of wild
confusion.
A Sergeant sprang at O'Leary,
but the suddenly extended foot of
a Britisher sent him crashing to
the floor.
A Private rushed in, holding an
automatic menacingly. A fist,
shooting out from the surging
Imperial Valley press., 1937-04-18
O'Leary Couldn't BeHepe
They w onld Do This To
Him!

which called him a Sap. Now he
had one more little job.
A stern voice brought him
erect.
What do you mean by speed
ing into camp at fifty miles an
hour?"
o'Leary eyed his accuser. It
was just as he thought. The
voice was that of a second lieu
tenant.
"sir, you see it was this way
Shut upr' barked the officer.
You're a prisoner, aren't you?
What are you doing running this
tram?"
A fist shot out toward the lieu
tenants chin. The officer stagger-
ed and a vicious right followed
into his solar plexus. He doubled
up and slumped to the ground.
O'Leary dropped the officer be-
hind a fence.
Within a few moments a young
Irishman, dressed as a second
lieutenant whose clothes fit very
badly strode nonchalantly through
the barbed wire gates of a trans
port depot and into the open road.
mo use tellin' 'em anything"
drawled O'Leary to himself.
They never let you explain"
@LEARY'S flying field was
~ two hundred miles to the
southwest, but distance meant lit
tie to the escaped prisoner. In the
pocket of the lieutenant's borrow
ed blouse there nestled wallet
with two thousand francs and
Imperial Valley press., 1937-04-18
O'LEARY," snarled
Captain Brent of the A.E.F.

"DRIVATE oLEAKf, snarlea
Captain Brent of the A.E.F.
Special Court Martial, you are
a Sap, a blockhead and a dis
grace as a soldier. 1 sentence you
to six months hard labor and
two-thirds of your pay!'
O'Leary gasped in bewilder-
ment.
Yesterday he had been a proud
member Of a squadron of the
United States Air Service, special
guard at the flying field. Now
he was a prisoner, standing rig
idly before hard-boiled Captain.
Six months at hard labor!
OLeary forced back the lump
In his throat, his fingers closed
and opened in repressed despair.
An immigrant, hardly a year
in America, O'Leary had shown
his patriotism for his new coun-
try by enlisting when the nations
of the world seized each others
throats. Through no fault of his
he had become a replacement in
this squadron, a square peg in a
round hole, inasmuch as he was
neither mechanic, carpenter, cleo
trician, nor fiier. He was a guard.
He had drawn himself erect,
proud of his American uniform
and the flag which he lowered
gently from the parade ground
at daily retreat.
This for a week-and now he
was a prisoner of the country he
loved so dearly!
But, Captain" pleaded O'Leary,
its all a mistake. I didn't turn
my gun over to a prisoner I
Just let him hold itr'
Brent jumped to his feet.
"You are a disgrace to the
American Expeditionary Force!"
he beloved. you are entrusted
with the safety of a prisoner and
then when you get out on a lonely
road with him, you hand him
your rife! Soldier-bah, You're
a Sapl"
O'Leary flushed beneath the
TRADE, pathetically bewildered
that the Captain-or anyone for
that matter-could' not see the
injustice of the situation. O'Leary
had been ordered to take a pris-
oner, doing thirty days for drunk
enness, and proceed to the cinder
pile at a nearby factory. Here
the prisoner was to shovel up
truckload of cinders which were
needed at the field for road re-
pairs.
THE prisoner, finally completing
his job of shoveling, was not
strong enough to raise the end
gate and clamp it fastened.
O'Leary, anxious to hurry back
to the field and complete his task
before noon, saw the mans pre-
dicament and moved over to help
him.
Here" he had said eagerly,
hold my gun-Ill pull up that
gate" The man took the rife and
held it while the guard lifted the
gate. The task completed, O'Leary
turned to retrieve his weapon
Just as Second Lieutenant Buck
stepped in upon the scene.
Lieutenant Buck, who had de-
cided after his first solo fight
that he would be a better ground
officer, was al important little
busy-body, assigned as officer of
the day and in charge of the
special guard.
Captain, Sir" Lieutenant Buck
had whined to the Court Mar
tial, Private O'Leary was stand
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They Called Him Sap nsAn"cron By caso"

from heel to head. Wet mis- dry.
parched lips.
You're not afraid afraid to
die ?" he muttered at last.
Now Buck laughed. Nervously.
YES" he replied, II am
afraid" - and that's why I'm
here. was too yellow to fly, but
I'm not too yellow to. die fight
ing"
A few feet ahead they saw the
tops of many tin helmets.
No time for words now.
Together they leaped from the
pit, and side by side fought to-
ward the breastworks of an enc
my trench.
Buck waded into the seething
mass, with O'Leary close on his
heels. In the cyclone of fists and
gun butts which rose up to meet
him, Buck poured a constant
stream of lead, and as he wormed
his body against the back of the
trench and looked upward he saw
the Sap of the American army
fighting toward him - saw him
fall and lurch forward. He lay
very still, as thousands of bodies
on No Mans Land fell that morn
ing of the Big Push. Buck hesi-
tated moment, and gazing at
the fallen form with the admira-
tion of one brave man for anoth-
er, he squared his shoulders and
pushed on - pushed on into the
open. Within ten yards he was
moved down by a sudden blast
of gun fire-a brave Second
Lieutenant who died with his face
toward the enemy.
TOUR weeks fled by and artil-
lery no longer roared across
the skies of France.
Private O'Leary rose from his
hospital bed and saw laid out be-
fore him a neatly pressed suit -
the uniform of a Second Lieuten-
ant.
"You are to report to the COM
manding officer this afternoon"
the nurse told him.
He looked at the uniform with
disdain. He didn't remember the
name of the officer from whom
he had so ingloriously stolen it,
but he had firm hunch t h a
within a few moments he would
be asked to explain many things.
He dressed and reported to the
base commander, anticipating the
worst as the scowling officer sur
veyed him.
Private O'Leary," the Major
shot out, what are you doing in
the uniform of a Second Lieuten-
ant"
We'll, Sir" sputtered O'Leary,
"you see it was this way"
Enough of these 'well-sirs'!"
roared the Major. do you not
know the penalty for impersona-
ting an officer in time of war;"
He leaped to his feet and jerked
the bars from O'Leary's shoulder
straps.
Stand at attention. he bel
lowed.
He glared at the convalescent
young man for a moment, then
turned to his desk and picked up
a plush box.
"As Private O'Leary, I bestow
upon you the gratitude of the
French Republic" roared the Ma
jor. "Such thing is unpreceden-
ted-a Buck Private appearing
before a commanding officer in
the uniform of a Second Lieuten-
anti
O'Leary stood rigid, as immo-
bile as a wooden Indian.
And as Private O'Leary," con-
tinued the Major, ut is my honor
to pin upon your shoulders the
silver bars of a First Lieutenant
-. France honors you for STRAIT
ing a machine gun nest; General
Pershing for having kept an am
munition tram from blowing up
a transport depot. And now, sir,
at reStw
OLeary's eyes met those of the
Major and he saw the twinkle in
them And felt a strong hand
grasping his own.
Young man." said the Major,
you're Sap, a blithering idiotic
Sap"
Yes, sir" responded OLeary
meekly, that's what they've al
ways told me-"
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Two- Ested 'FIgbting" OZea,y
WnY0mugAmdE Eager-HeMeant
Well BAt He WasAl1Vayy Wrong!

ing idling against the truck while
his prisoner inspected OLearys
rife. O'Leary made no move to
take it away from the man until
he saw me approaching"
That was a lie. And O'Leary
knew it was a lie. But they
wouldn't believe the truth. 1t was
just a friendly incident between
two human beings, one who was
in the guard-house for getting
drunk, the other a loyal recruit
who knew little about military
technique.
The Waterbury Democrat., 1937-09-10
Brain TWizzlers By Prof. J. D. Flint

Mike Murphy, as you might guess, was an Irish h-American. He was @ very extraordinary man in many ways and he had loved the sea from childhood. Things were not going very well for Mike economically at least. He had had a job but along with many other men had been laid of temporarily. Disguised and tired of waiting for an opening to come along he decided to return to his early love, the sea, and join the navy. With this idea in mind he went to the nearest recruiting sta- ton oh the 18th of March and filled out an application. After taking many tests and examinations of dif- ferent kinds, Mikes application came back with rejection expla- nation on 1t. This made Mike very angry because he had thought that he could always join the navy If no jobs were available. After getting very troublesome that night Mike got into several fights and was thrown out of two places. The next day he went all around town waving red flag and was severely beaten for 1t. There were very good req. sons back of all this. Can you ex' plain them?
The Waterbury Democrat., 1937-09-10
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close while Mac helped the girls aboard. "Go easy until get the lights on,' the latter advised. He opened the door to the main cab in, turned the master switch which bathed the yacht in light from stem to stern.
 Look" Melita cried, pointing to the deck. They stared at a trail of water near the rail. Tn one spot there was the unmistakable imprint of bare foot.
 someone's been aboard" Tom said iE a low voice.
 Cautiously they entered the light ed cabin. On a table in the center was square of damp paper on which something was scrawled with a wet pencil. Tom Forrest picked 1t up as the others crowded around to read the ominous message.
 THERE IS NO CHANGE TO BE OF ASSISTANCE TO YOUR FRIENDS, AND TO SAVE YOUR OWN LIVES YOU MUST LEAVE THIS PLACE AT ONCE"
 (To Be COntinued)
The Waterbury Democrat., 1937-09-10

We'd better start right now"
 Melita and Priscilla had no de- sire to stay with the speedboat, but they realized the wisdom of a guard for 1t. recalling vividly the damaged dinghy which had been the start of all their pres ent troubles.
 Melita touch Macs arm. Please be careful"
 Don't worry ." He smiled down at her.
 A moment later the two men had disappeared in the darkness, leaving pair of tense young women hud- dled in the speedboat. They could no longer see the flickering light which they had detected from the water, and the very silence around them grew frightening and oppres- sive.
 How long they sat there, ready at any instant to start the motor of the boat, Melita and Priscilla never really knew. It seemed hours. Then suddenly they heard a sound in the brush quite close to the beach. For second they sat rigid. Melita's foot crept to- ward the starter button and then came the flash from Toms light once twice three times.
 What did you findp" Melita cried as the Forrest brothers hur- ried down the beach.
 They did not answer at once. Showing the speedboat out from the beach and climbing aboard, they were strangely silent. Tom started up the motor, veered around in the direction of the "Mistral."
 "Tell us what happened!" Me- lita insisted.
 Precisely nothing" replied Mac in a troubled voice. That's just the devil of 1t. We got quite close to that blamed light. Then sud- denly 1t disappeared and we could- mt see or hear a thing. Finally we decided it would be the better part of valor to get out of there. We had creepy feeling that the man with the light had got on to us, and was watching
 "It wasn't added Tom Forrest, "the pleasantest feeling I've ever had"
 What do we do nowP" asked Priscilla dejectcdly.
 "The only thing we can do is return to the yacht and walt un- til morning. Maybe in daylight we'll have a chance to see what this is all about" His jaw set in a grim line. q know I'm going to comb that island - every foot of it--until I find out something"
 There was Q moments silence. Then Melita said slowly, T guess that's all we can do. But now 1--1'm afraid of what we'll find" Then she blurted out, Why did we have to Come to this awful place, anyhow2"
 Few people do," Mac Forrest said. If you were headed for Larramore Island you were far of your course. This island here was up for sale by the govern ment years ago, but I don't think anyone ever bought 1t. It had @ bad name as they say. I can't think what happened here, but I know I've heard some sort of story about It."
 All four were quiet until they reached the sleek white side of the 'Mistral." Tom maneuvered
The Waterbury Democrat., 1937-09-10

WHERE the beautiful Seine " curves through the heart of France's capital, the International Exposition of 1887 plays host to the world today--an inventory of the civilization of the present and of the future.
 More than half a hundred na. sions are represented. Fascism exhibits side by side with democ. sacy and the papal flag flies across court from the Jewish symbols of Palestine. But there IS something more to this Paris exposition than mere size, and that is It's dedication to the future. In addition to its portrayal of past human progress, 1t seeks to depict Ihe world of tomorrow.
 Accordingly each country rep- resented tells how 1t seeks to "set the future free"-free from dis. ease, from useless toll, from ex. ololtation of the human being; from ugliness. Here Is portrayed lhe ultimate in human dreams,
 But the Paris exposition Is more. too. Construction for this show has modified the face ot Paris, touched 1t up, beautihed it. Around the picturesque Eiffel Tower are ranged great halls. museums, amphitheaters. The to- tai ground occupies PAT acres. And the French government hopes the whole affair will be profitable. The exposition Is commemorated on current French issue.
 tcopyrlght 1887. NEA Service. Inc ]
The Waterbury Democrat., 1937-09-10
CHAPTER XIII

The "Mistral's" speedy power ten- der eased along the shoreline. There were no green and red lights for ward, no white light at the stern. Only the creamy wake and the sound of the motor indicated its presence in the darkness.
 Tom Forrest, at the wheel with Priscilla beside him, had cut down the motor, wanting to keep their search as quiet as possible. AL thought 1t would be desirable for Grant Harper and Kay to know of the nearness of the speedboat, there was every chance that the unknown island resident was with them.
 Mac, seated tense in the after cockpit with Melita. could stand 1t no longer. This isn't getting us anywhere" he told his broth CT. "There's not a sign of life on shore. I move we use light and the whistle, and try to let Kay and Grant know where we are"
 Tom was silent 8 moment. "It's hard to tell which Is the best plan," he said. Priscilla, hand me that fiashlight from the side pocket" He took 1t from her trembling hands. It was in @ foot-long slender case, with a huge lens and powerful bulb. The button clicked under his thumb and a shaft of light shot clear to shore, bringing into their vision the trees and sand -- but no sign of humanity.
 Turn off the engine" Mac sug- gested. And give the whistle a try"
 Tom obeyed. But there was only the echo and re-echo of the whistle to reward them. Doggedly, Tom drove the speedboat farther along and repeated the process. Occasion ally he bathed the shoreline with the flashlights sieam.
 They had almost circled the island without success when Melita cried out: "See there!" She pointed to- ward the wood. There's light!"
 Tom motioned for quiet while they sat brcathless in the gently rolling Speedboat. Unmistakably there was flickcring light ashore
 "Its someone with a flashllght," Mac whispered. Hes walking with 1t, and the trees between us and the light make that tlickering effect"
 "It must be Grant," Priscilla said. "Give him a signal"
 "No," Mac advised. Grant didn't have flashlight when I left him. That's the man we're looking for, 10 to 1. And maybe Kay and Grant are with him." He started the motor at slow speed, began 'coasting' down the shoreline. well land @ little farther down, and see if we can follow that light"
 Carefully and quietly he nosed the speedboat into the sand. You girls stay here with the boat" Tom said. Well leave you one of the revolvers."
 But"
 "Remember what happened to the dinghyl The best thing is for you to stay aboard. Look here the control lever is in re- verse. If you have to get out of here, just step on the starter. When Mac and I return we'll flash the light three times so you'll know who 1t is" He climbed over the bow and onto the beach. Gan you still see that light, Mac2"
 "Yes, but it's getting fainter.
The Waterbury Democrat., 1937-09-10
BOMB FALLS ON oHoIAN

Canton, o. (UP)-Earl Ringer was poking around in the basement of a vacant building recently, when six sticks of dynamite, with fuse attached, bounced of his head. He walked to police headquarters, sur- prised and frightened, and reported the incident. Patrolmen obtained the homemade bomb,
The Waterbury Democrat., 1937-09-10
AGE MAY BAR DIVORCE

Buffalo, N. Y. (UP)-When a couple live together for 55 years they are too old to separate, Su- preme Court Justice John V. Ma loney believes. The judge ordered attorneys for Mrs. Carrie Kellogg, 69, and her husband, George A. Kel logg, 7l to effect a reconciliation.
The Waterbury Democrat., 1937-09-10
Answer to Yesterdays TwizzIsr

The Betty Ann arrived home first. On the going trip the Daisy May took sixteen and two-thirds hours and on the return trip she took twenty-five hours, q total of forty ene and two-thirds hours for the klp. The Betty Ann took twenty helirs each way or forty hours for he round Copyright John Y, piile Co)
The Waterbury Democrat., 1937-09-10
CAST OF CHARACTERS

CAST OF CHARACTERS
 KAY DEARBORN-herOlne who inherits a yacht for vacation.
 MEL1TA HOWARD Rays roommate and cO-adventurer.
 PRISCILLA DOWN - the third adventurer.
 FORREST BROTHERS and GRANT HARPER--young scien- lists whose expedition turned out to be a rare experience.
 Yesterday: Grant finds Kay and is leading her back to safety when the two are captured by the madman and taken into a sub terranean hideOut.
La gaceta., 1937-11-12
rar a Marti, va que 81 desde e

rar a Marti, va que el desde ell
amanecer de la existencia vic
a cada uno de sus paisanos CO.
mo a hijo. Fuera de la patria
tambi6n puede y debe prego-
narsele, porque, aunque cuba-
no de n~acimiento, fue un hon.
bre universal, un hombre de
esos que senalan al traves de
los tiempos, una bora en- la vi
da de la Humankind. iQue a.
contecimiento hubo a fines
del pasado siglo, comparable
a la entrada de un pueblo en-
la: vida de la libertad Y ell de-
recho? iY no fue Cuba csc
pueblo, gracias a su fe, a su
teson, a SD genio, a su amor
negotiable y a sus ansias
de saerificio2 81, por 81 somos
La gaceta., 1937-11-12
EPORTES
TIRANDO Ell BALoN
MERCER CONTRA M

Ell once de Mercer, llegado d.
Georgia, Sc batira hoy por la no
che, en- ell terreno de Phillips,
con los Espartanos de la univer
sidad de Tampa.
Mash Higgins volvi6 aver a
sus deberes y esta noche dirigi-
"a a sus muchachos.
Los Espartanos comenzaran
ell partido con esta alineaci6n:
Dimytrick, Bryan, Carr, Mum
bauer, Aubert, Moran, Goodwin.
Ashmore, Spoto, Hatcher y
Mandula.
Por los visitantes Sc anuncis
Ia siguiente Inca de fuego: AL
len Fitzpatrick, Rainey, Ger
hardt, Kumse, Edge, Lawrence
Bazemore, Robinson, Owen !
Tauch.
Esperase que mas de 5000
personals presenciaran ell combs
tie de esta noche.
La gaceta., 1937-11-12

otra ave que caza Y come cru
da, y alguna que otra fruta sill
vestre. Una vez, va en- ell colmo
de la desesperaci6n, despues de
haber andado cuarenta leguas,
hay un canine ancho por Ell cual
Sc echa a andar rifle en- mano y
ell dedo en- ell gatillo, Apenas ha
bfa caminado una legua, llega a
una estancia, a un pequeno
bohio. FL dueno del sitio he d.
ce que la revolution esta frsca-
sada, 10 que 10 hace sufrir enor-
memente,-pero no cejar, En-
marcia de nuevo, oyer genie
que Sc acerca Y Sc dispone a mo
rir.-Alto!, Iquien va?-dijo,
lie contestaron, Cuba
Que genie ?-repuso. Y ls res
pondieron PeriQuitO Pc
La gaceta., 1937-11-12

llbres o podemos llamarnos
ash, aunque a veces-como 10
prevlo el-mueStre la Repdbli
ca la mano cubierta con @,
guante de la colonia, o pue-
olos poderosos nos hagan PEN
sar con tristeza que somos co
mo una gotta de aqua en- ell O.
ceano: que somos una barca q
MERGED de todos los vendaya-
les.
En- la humildad de una CO
sa de la calle de Paula, en- la
Habana ,naci6 Martf. Fueron
sus, padres espanoles personals
de poca cultura v sentimien-
tos vulgares. Ell laurel no bro
Ia soianente IN los arriates
arhsticos: ell laurel, en- la tie
ira. mace donde Quiera. Ash el
La gaceta., 1937-11-12

Sc APLAZO LA PARTTDA A
LOS 40 MOVIMIENTOS

Rotterdam Holanda, Nov. IL.
-Otra session de cineo horas Sc
consumi6 anoche por Ell DIR.
Max Euwe, ell campe6n, y el DIR.
Alexandra Alskhine, de Paris,
en- la decima quinta partida del
torneo por ell campeonato del
mundo. DespUes de 40 movi-
mientos sc acord6 un receso.
Euwe abri6 con las pleas
blancas Y ell retador estableci6
la defensa eslava, aceptando Ell
pe6n del gambito. Ell juego 81
que las lineas del noveno en- :
cuentro, ell efectuado en- La Ha-
va, pero Ell DR.. Alekhfne retro
Ell pe6n del obispo, en- lugar de
mover su caballero en- ell move
no m%oyimiento.
Todas las otras pleas memo
res intervinieron en- Ell inter :
cambio y qued6 limpio de peo-
mes Ell lado de la Reina.
Despues de 26 movimientos
cada uno tenia la reina y cuatro
peones.
En- la jagada subsiguiente, ell
DR.. Alekhine logr6 capturar I'm
pe6n y mantuvo la ventaja has
ia llegar ell receso. Euwe tiene,
no obstante, una admirable DO
| sici6n Defensive.
Alekhine tiene seis tuegos ga
nados, tres perdidos y cinco ia
bias.
Las victorias de Euwe son 3.