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Evening star., 1940-12-29
Bv Herbert Hollandey.

On the threshold Of 1941, there is
universal longing to know what
the new year will bring forth, what
is in store for the individual, the
nation, and the world. But not all
of mans inventive genius has yet
enabled him to fashion a device
which will foretell the future-and
perhaps it is just as well.
While it is impossible to read the
future-except in the most general
terms-experience has proved that
history has a curious way of re-
peating itself. Thus, by turning
back the pages of time, one often
can provide a strikingly effective
substitute for the power Of clair
voyanve.
Instead of trying to guess what will
happen in 1871, let us rather imagine
that we are feting the new year Of
Is years ago. Unlike the events Of
l941, which still are to be made, we
can visualize accurately what did
happen in 1916.
Strangely, even eeriely. the world
of quarter of century ago re-
sembled that of today to a remark
able degree.
For it was during 1916 that the
war in Europe, which had begun in
1914, reached a new peak OF in
tensity, and it was in 1916 that the
American people first realized the
closeness of that war to them.
In 1916 the submarine issue, which
eventually was to bring the United
States into the conflict, came to the
fore. But OF particular interest on
this New Year Is years later is
the fact that in 1916 the American
public first was awakened to the
subversive propaganda activities
which quickly grew into outright
sabotage.
On the front pages Of current
newspapers frequently appears the
name of Franz Won Papen, arch in
triguer and confidential agent OF
Adolf Hitler, then Lance Corpl.
Hitler in Kaiser Wilhelm's army.
He is the same Franz Won Papen
who, 25 years ago, on April IT, 1916
was indicted by a United States
grand jury for conspiracy to destroy
the Welland Canal. Papen was mill
tary attache of the German Embassy
in Washington. He has had a long
and devious career during the as
years which have elapsed-And who
Evening star., 1940-12-29

adding luster to the literary world.
Billie Burke. whom you may have
seen in one of her amusing, huttery
roles at your neighborhood movie
last night, was starred in 1916 in a
blood-tingling serial called "Gloria's
Romance" 1t was to run no less
than 40 reels, and Miss Burke was
said to be earning $4,000 week
while it was being made. The Ma
tional Association of the Motion
Picture Industry was to be formed
Is years ago, and Geraldine Farrar
was to be starred in spectacular
production of Joan of Arc"
Benny Leonard, greatest light
weight champ of them all, was to
continue his conquering way, dis
posing of such capable gentlemen
as Johnny Kilbane, Shamus O'Brien,
Rocky Kansas and many, many
more. Joe Stecher, Wladek Zybszko
and stranger" Ed Lewis were to be
the big names in wrestling, and that
was at least two decades before the
grunt and groan sport became a
heavyweight vaudeville show.
The weu-dressed man was cling
ing steadfastly to tall, stiff collars,
high shoes, white piping for vests
and the most somber tones in suits,
while the ladies either wore skim
tight tailored suits or the frilliest
of gowns and the most enormous
hats. Womens bathing suits still
covered everything from head to toe,
and even the thought of such things
as slacks and play suits would have
brought a blush to any well-bred
cheek.
The boys at the corner saloon were
still to insist particularly on New
Year eve) that they can't put pro-
hibition over on us" and the same
boys were just as vehement on the
subject of woman's suffrage, which
one of those unattainable goals.
First Air Express.
In 1916 the first airplane express
flew between New York and WASH
ington in three hours and four
minutes, and people began to think
that the airplane really might
amount to something some day.
This was to be the year when, after
a bitter battle, the United States
Senate was to confirm the nomina-
ton of Louis D. Brandeis to the
Supreme Court. Only recently re-
tired, he now Is universally regard
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same devotion with which a mother
clasps her child.
Pilots love ships. 1t is part Of
the tradition of the sea, the tradi-
ton of a service that goes back to
the days when pilot boats were frail
barks manned by 0ne-man crews
oarsmen who propelled the little
boats that took pilots far out to
sea, to board incoming vessels.
Today, all that Is changed. Pilot
boats that stand outside American
harbors are spanking ships, usually
equipped with Diesel power. They
are fully equipped, even to ship
shore radio service. Thus they get
their advance Information on the
arrival of vessels of the bar.
When word comes that a pilot
is needed. the pilot boat goes into
action. 1t goes as close to the in
coming vessel as weather conditions
permit. Then the order is given,
Lower away"-and a skiff goes
down the side with crew and pilot
on their way; often a dangerous
voyage. A short trip, and the pilot
is alongside the ship that sent for
him. Sometimes he is drenched
to the skin by the salt spray. AS
he looks up, rope ladder bangles
in the air. This he must get his
hands on, or fall into the water.
Then, q hard climb up the ships
side to her deck. A rolling sea, the
vessel throws ladder and pilot clear
Of the side and many a man goes
aboard with a black eye and plenty
of bruises; a human body crashed
against iron and steel.
Arrived on the bridge, then comes
a scene known only to the service.
Two men-strangers most of the
time-meet with hearty handshake.
The captain is glad to see the pilot.
So he gets a generous and warm
welcome-especially if the weather
Is bad-as he is the man who will
now assume full responsibility for
the safe navigation of ship and
passengers.
Pilot Goes to Work.
Now in command, the pilot gives
a farewell greeting to the crew that
brought him over from his own
boat, sees that their craft is all
clear, and then orders full speed
ahead. The ship is Strengthened on
her course-and the pilot goes to
work.
The captain can 60 below, or do
whatever he desires-but the pilot
has his work cut out for him. 1t
means a beaten track, to and fro,
on the bridge. Back and forth he
walks, his eyes on the horizon.
Old-timers say that this walk,
walk, walk. from one end of the
bridge to the other, his eyes on a
constant sweep of the horizon, is
what keeps a pilots senses thor
oughly alert. They may all be
asleep down below, but the pilot
must beat the floor of the bridge
with rapid strides-his judgment
keen and ready for any emergency.
Otherwise the ship might never
make harbor. In dark, thick and
dirty weather he needs every fac
ulty-quick thinking and true
judgment. The responsibility is his,
and his alone, for the captain,
The Ypsilanti daily press. (Ypsilanti, Mich.) 1928-1962, 1940-10-03
Legal Notices
FINAL ADMINISTRATION
ACCOUNT

No 3i002
STATE or MICHIGAN. The Pro-
bate Court for the County Of WASH
tenaw.
At session Of said Court, held at
the Probate office IN the city Of Ann
Arbor. IN said County on tho 23rd
day OF September A. j.. 1870.
Present, Hon. icy O. Pray. Judge
OF Probate
In the Matter ~ the Estate Of
Dolby Ann Davis. Deceased.
Debby J.. Davis, Executor Of said
estate having filed in said court her
final administration account. and
her petition praying for the allow
ance thereof and for the Assignment
and distribution OF the residue Of
said estate.
u Is Ordered. That the 2fth day 81
October A. -. 1850. at TN o'clock IN
the forenoon. at said Probate office.
be and is hereby appointed for exam
ming and allowing said account ard
hearing said petition
u rs Further Ordered, chat public
notice thereof be given by pubiica
ton Of 4 copy Of this order. FOR three
succe ssive weeks previous so said
day q. hearing. In RIO Ypsllhnfi
Daily Press. a newspaper printed
and circulated in said County
JAY O. Pray. Judge OF Probate.
true copy. Bertha letter. Deputy
Register ~ Probate.
Adv 3-i0ie
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PIANOS over-stocked with very
fine trade-ins. Prices begin at $40
for quick sale. 402 r. Michigan.
Phone SIS
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Here IS the new president Of the
American Legion auxiliary, Mrs.
Louis J. Lemstra Of Clinton. Ind.
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Musical Equipment

TOMATOksS-50c hushel Pick
pick them yourself Melons and
corn. 1904 y. Prospect Rd.
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CONCORD GRAPEs-Frank Romin-
ski. iit3 Ellis Rd.
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FURNIsHED-two, three and -four
room apartments Inquire EOS N
Washington
THREE ROOM APT. furnished. pri.
vate bath. Adults. Close to Normal,
g3i WaahteuaW
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GRAPES miles southwest, sass
Crane Rd. Phone 7il9F-eS.
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MODERN HOUSE 1905 Sherman
for rent Martin Dawson Company
Phone l6d
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Merchandise
Househoid Furnishinos

FURNACE.-boiler and stove re-
pairs. BUY CRATES and fire pots now
We save you money. East Side
Furniture shop. s36 z. Michigan
Ave Phone 1879.
ELECTRIC WASHER - Norge Re.
trlgerator. s piece Dinette. rug
CAN 2o7-W after o p. m.
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Farm Produeta, eaulpment

SuITS-for men. women and caild-
rem. Very reasonable. 4O5 W. Michi-
kan Ave Phone iS3S-M.
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Merchandise
Household Furnishings

DINING ROOM sUITE-three quar-
ter siEe bed complete. fun size
mattress. chest Of drawers. also
cot-hed Dos Pleasant
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Business Services

business services or1ered
TURNACES-and furnace repairs.
new and used. Is E Cross st
Phone 4S4-J
EXPERT dry cleaning, refinishing,
refining. Louis the Tailor. 43 y.
Huron. phone s5O-M
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Stretch Your Dollar BY Shopping From The [
Employment
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Help Wanted-Maie
WANTED apple pickers. Henry
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CAPABLE MAN-able TO do land
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Also need driver and lahorer ~
Nursery, References. Willow Run
Nurseries. 4S464 Ecorse Rd
SALESMEN-age IS 10 as. married
steady worker TO take care Of old
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business In Npsilanti and adjacent
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Daily Press.
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Employment
Help wsn.sa-Fsmals
Help Wantsd-Male ana Female

WHITE GlRL-general aousework
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PLOWiNG-di sking. yards graded.
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INK. CNff Button. 1910 T.. Cross ST.
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NANTEp-sals Is men and salesladies
90 sell Biue Ribbon exclusive fea-
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by towns. Good earnings TO re-
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ers need not apply. Phone 1904
for appOfutmenf
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Wearing apparel

FOR standard Rotary sew
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thought, looking at her again and
again, even that first day.
Though why did l look at her so
often?" he inquired of memory.
She was 1t beautiful. An earnest
face, a square, unchanging mouth
with small full lips, eyes very black,
short, shining black hair, skin as brown
as a peasants and slim breastless
body, carried like the soldier she was,
though she wore no uniform now.
He said to himself during weeks of
hard journeying, always westward,
that there was no allure in this little
creature. She seldom talked, and when
she did she seemed purposely brusque
and plain But though she was small,
she was merciless in her strength.
She could walk endlessly and ride
any kind of beast. Once she leaped
astride of farmers OK as it pulled a
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Continued from pose twelve

she picked it up and threw it over the
wall -.
He was forever after to divide his
life into two parts, that before he
knew Meng-an, and all that which
came to him afterwards.
The question which he put to HIM
self often was why he did not at once
see her for what she was But he did
not. On the day when he and Siu-li
left their home with her, he saw his
sisters friend as a small, inconspicu-
GUS creature, so like young boy in
her peasant garb that it took faith to
believe her a girl. He had seen plenty
of girls in America: athletic girls, boy
ish girls, strong bodied and clear eyed
girls. But one always knew they were
girls. Meng an was without sex, he
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half day before Siu-li was exhausted.
The sun grew hot. Meng-an springing
along was merciful
"You will be able to walk more to-
morrow" she said. She kept watching
for a vehicle and in little while she
stopped farmer returning from mar
ket with his wheelbarrow empty and
asked for a ride. He was willing
enough, but when Meng-an bade
Siu-li to seat herself he was less willing.
Il thought it was to be you. girl
soldier" he complained.
1T is the same - she is my friend"
Meng-an replied calmly, and so the
farmer pushed Siu-li as far as he was
going.
"Why was he willing for your
Martin asked, curious to know this
small creatures power.
'He knew we work for Them"
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wooden cart. And she had refused the
motor Car Siu-li had suggested bring
ing the day they started.
why trouble ourselves with a
machine we can use only for few
miles," she said scornfully.
He did not at that moment realize
all that her words meant. They had
left home quite openly one clear sum-
mer's day. Each carried knapsack
and no more Their father never rose
until noon, and Wang Ting, meeting
them at the gate, smiled and bowed
and said, as he hurried on, "You have
lucky day for your holiday"
They had looked at each other and
smiled behind his back. "a long holi-
day." Martin had said.
They had not walked more than
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(|E!I5Y2IE!9QZI ::;i; q;
Not To Be Sneezed AT

HEY's one occupation that's
always impressed me as
bein' kinda seasonal. Mr..
Santa Claus Potts is it.
His job consists of sittin' on an
imitation iceberg from Thanks
givin' to Christmas in one of the
big stores downtown with white
whiskers (Mr. Potts, mean,
has the white whiskers).
You gotta give MIR. Potts
credit. He works hard at it. Be-
ginnin' early in the fall, when
most people is worryin' about
the World Series or the winters
coal bill, Mr.. Potts is plannin'
his speeches, readin' Mother
Goose rhymes an gettin' into
trainin' for his act.
Last Saturday night after the
store closed, Mr.. Potts come in
here. If he hadn't of looked so
happy might've thought he'd
been cryin'. His eyes was red an
watery an his nose was CLOWN
like a stop light.
''Mr. Potts." says l, you
seem mighty cheerful for a man
on the verge of pneumonia. Where
on earth did you get such a
cold?"
ut amt a cold at ALL" he
croaks; its hay fece1"'
"Where'd anybody get hay
fever at this time O. the year,"
l ask him.
From goats," he chirps back
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at me. "Angora goats" Then he
goes on to tell me how it hap
pened.
When he was plannin' his
whiskers for this fall he found
some long white Angora-goat
hair which made up into a beau
tiful Santa Claus beard. He tried
it on at home a few times an
then went down to the store
right after Thanksgivin', ready
for business.
About noon that first day he
discovered he was sittin' up
there on the iceberg sneezin'
violently every coupla minutes.
1T was nearly a week before
l found out what was causin'
it," says MIR. Potts. "It's an
allergy or an allegory, or what
ever 1t is they call It. get 1t
from goat hair"
Then did you change whisk-
ers?" l ask him.
Heck no." says Mr.. Potts,
lookin' kinda hurt; all the kids
thought it was terrible funny for
Santa Claus to sneeze an l Just
couldn't let 'em down.
WELL" he signs, 4'only three
more days till Christmas - an,
Wally, this'll be the first Christ
mas in twenty years that I'll be
glad to see the end of. I'm pretty
wore out! Kerchoo!"
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Il have always had my friends
among the japanese" he said.
''They are saying you are traitor"
Martin rose to his feet.
His fathers face did not culver.
"Do you believe them?" he asked.
Martin saw curiosity in his look -
nothing else He was suddenly full
of angry certainty. Nobody, he
thought, had ever known his father
well. He had come and gone in this
house, cold and dignified figure
whom they had all feared.
IL do not know what to believe"
There was long pause, then his
father spoke. you will believe what
you want to believe" he said. THAT
is the habit of the young"
"And is that all you will say"
THAT is ALL"
They were both very angry, and
Martin was the more angry because
he was less able to control himself
than his father.
81 cannot stay in house where
enemies are accepted as friends he
said proudly.
do you mean my house?'
His blandness drove Martin to his
last step. ''Yes," he said.
He rushed from the room. He had
|exiled himself the day after he had
come home. Where now could he 60?
|Siu-li must know She must help him.
He went to find her. She was in her
courtyard sprinkling small gray or
chids in the rocks, her fingers dipping
in and out of pewter bowl she held.
IL have told Father l cannot stay"
he said to her.
|SHE turned, and the bowl dropped
from her hand. "You have quarreled
with him.
Eyes - forever" he said "And
you must come, too. Siuli. Only trail
tors can live in this house. You must
GOMEZ he insisted, when he saw her
face Il can't leave you if Japanese
men are to be allowed to come and
60 here But where shall we go?'
She stopped and picked up the bowl.
Il have it already long planned
she said softly She glanced about the
small courtyard. Twice Il didn't
know whether could stay. There is
an old general - did you see him last
night? The one with the small white
mustache?'
eyes" he said. and his gorge rose.
well, that one - once he saw me,
and he asked for me to be brought
in" Disgust was dark upon her face.
Did Father send for your"
Eyes i didn't know why, or l
would not have gone. When entered
the main hall the old general was
there"
But - but - what did Father
|say?" Martin was bewildered. This
was not like his father!
HE said he thought modern young
women could take care of themselves"
Siu-li said. A slight pink rose in her
cheeks and she went on: 1.-The truth
is we had quarreled the day before,
Father and l. He did not want me to
go to a dance at the Grand Hotel.
l wanted to 60 and went. So perhaps
he was Furnishing me-"
1T was not suitable punishment"
They stood, full of mutual anger.
I'VE must 60" he repeated.
ut could be to the northwest" she
said. Il have a friend who knows the
way - girl soldier"
communist" he asked.
'Guerrilla," she amended.
"Where?"
Il can send her a message for to-
might. She comes and goes Siu-h
replied. 'She is here now in the city.
When she goes back we can 60 with
her. She has ways"
liz THOUGHT hard for a moment.
Into the nOrthWeSt 1t was the birth
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Meng-an answered vaguely. "And l
pass here often"
Everywhere it was the same With
an assurance that might have been
impudent in another, Meng an asked
and was given. Village bakers gave
her bread; at teashops she was given
a pot of tea; and anywhere some small
travelling restaurant keeper would
stir up bowl of noodles and vegetable
oil and shake his head when she held
out the cash. 1--WE all work for the
country" he would say, pompously.
/ HEY depended on Meng-an for
everything - the more as they came
into the northwest where she knew
all and they knew nothing By now
Siu-li wore mans clothing that she
might walk more freely, and Martin
wore peasants garments. Meng-an
wore the ragged boys clothing that
she always put on when she entered
land held by the enemy They walked
until noon, ate, slept by the roadside
and walked again until midnight.
This they did day after day until it
became the habit of their lives. Every
other thing they had once done now
grew dreamlike in their memories.
Il wonder if Father minds that we
are gomez" Siu-i said one day. as
they rested for moment.
HE knows why we went," Martin
replied.
Meng-an's eyes were upon the bare
and distant hills. Il have not seen
my parents for six years." she said.
do you long for them?" Siu-li
asked.
Sometimes" Meng AN said. Then
remember that if return to them l
return to all the old life - marriage
to a man do not know, a courtyard
with the gates locked. And then get
up and 60 on" She had never said so
much. There was flicker in her eyes
as she spoke, but no more
But Martin thought to himself that
this small creature had felt things
that he did not know. "Were you early
betrothed?" he asked.
She nodded, but did not speak.
All these days they had been walk
ing through enemy-held country. Had
they been without Meng-an, they
would have been stopped before this
by enemy soldiers. But Meng-an knew
how to come and 60 as mouse does
in crowded house. Everywhere she
was told by someone, a beggar, a far
mer, priest, if there we're enemy
soldiers near, and then she led them
differently, by secret devious ways of
her own. Never once did they meet
the enemy face to face. Though some
times do" she told them.
WHAT them" Martin asked. He
watched her while she answered.
Upon that small inscrutable face he
was beginning to discern changes,
slight to an unseeing eye but vivid to
him. This girl could feel II always
pretend to be a fool" she said. Like
this -"
BY some trick she threw her lower
jaw crooked and crossed her eyes
and looked an idiot. She Strengthened
herself again. Then they let me pass"
81 should think so" Siu-li said,
laughing.
But Martin said nothing. At this
moment he was not sure that girl
should be like this Meng-an. There
she sat, on a side of the dusty road
where they had stopped for a rest.
Her hair was brown with dust, and
dust lay in shadows on her face ''She
is not beautiful" he thought, though
brave"
And then that night they passed
out of enemy-held country and into
their own. He could feel the differ
ence. or thought he could, even in the