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Ohio Waisenfreund. [volume] (Pomeroy, O. [Ohio]) 1874-1953, 1942-05-13
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Ohio Waisenfreund. [volume] (Pomeroy, O. [Ohio]) 1874-1953, 1942-05-13

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Evening star., 1942-01-04

1 Shogt 8Sogy Co0p1o1o - ThD P0De
2 dolly JOE GULLAH slipped out of the ex-
pertly jimmied door. closed it behind
4 = him and glanced swiftly up and down
the street The street was deserted. 1t would
be, in this business area, at one O'Clock in the
morning. Holy Joe brushed his trousers free
of the dust that came from the floor before
the safe, and walked north. carrying his black
bag.
A block north, a block east, and he ran
into the first policeman. The big sap touched
his vizored cap reve1ently. He said. Morn
in, Father" respectfully.
Good morning. son. said Holy Joe Gullah.
paternally. And moved on. with kindly nod
of his head. As the cops thick back faded
away IN the DULY lamplit street, he suppressed
the usual inclination to laugh out loud. Saps!
Shox them Roman collar. black shirt and
a black suit, and they practically asked him
for his blessing.
In the old days, it was different. He had to
skulk up side streets, his pockets bulging with
instruments of the burglars trade. or carry
suspicious suitcase. And they'd come running
and pounce on him, bristling with questions
a. to what he was doing, on this street, at this
hour of the morning - and what was IN that
bag. He had spent two terms in Sing Sing and
gotten a lot of hard knocks before he had
Evening star., 1942-01-04

solid wall smashed into him. and he fell.
He got up, weak. sick, choking. and ran
again. Another wall knocked him down. He
could still hear the man begging for absolu-
ton. He'd hurt himself in the second fall. He
could only crawl now. He Gawled until
blazing something fell on his back. crushing
him. He screamed then, his screams mingling
with those of the man crushed under the gir-
der. He screamed long time, and at the
end he didn't know. in the pain-hlled oonfu-
sion, whose voice was begging for forgiveness
for taking the name of the Lord in vain.
A heroic priest. as yet st'sidsnti6ed.
persisted today IN burning building
on East 2Sth st., Whsn. after fearlkss!y
rushing ixto tie flames 10 administer
tie last rites to dying fireman, he re-
fused 10 Leoss until his errosd Of
mercy soas fnlflisd.
Police belisss tie fire scas set BY q
burglar. perhaps accidentally. since
complete set Of burglar tools Uas
found in the ruins. ..
The End
Evening star., 1942-01-04

seemed surprised to find him holding back;
because there was fash of suspicion across
his sweating red face. During that fash OF
suspicion, Holy Joe remembered lot Of
things - the Baumes law. his record. the
fact that priests traditionally didn't finch at
going anywhere to administer last rites to a
dying man. Joe weighed his horror of fire
against life Imprisonment.
Don't you understand, Father" the cop
shouted. There's dying man in there!'
Holy Joe said, well. lead me to him. my
son. didn't quite understand you at first.
OF course! OF oourse!" He treasured himself.
These cops wouldn't take any chances with
the wearer of a Roman collar. They'd look
out for him.
The cop said. Follow me, Father"
k1E LED Holy Joe across the tumble of hose,
through the blaze of searchlights, past bat
talon chief who touched his white helmet
humbly and said. Don't waste any time in
there, Father - she's going to let 60 soon."
He led Holy Joe into smoky. steaning
hot hell, grayish black, where hot water
trickled down from above, where burning
timbers were crashing overhead. and invis-
ible flame was roaring nearby. Holy Joe
stopped uncertainty. but the cop pulled his
arm. shouting, Straight ahead. Father"
He was showed at last into thin circle of
unreal light, where fireman was lying on
his back. his legs mashed under girder. great
beads of sweat on his ashen face The unreal
light came from the acetylene torches Of
rescue squad men who were trying to burn
through the massive girder. They looked un-
real themselves, in their huge, windowed
masks.
The man under the girder was shrieking
But he stopped when he saw Holy Joe. He
said, Father! Father! Give me absoution,
Father!' He held up his hand and Holy Joe
took it. Nov, my son." he said, choking.
His voice was shaking with fright He tried
to steady it. What is it, my SOM"
The man started to pour out his trivial
sins, in an irresistible verbal food. Twice he'd
eaten meat on Friday. once he d missed Mass.
He took the name of the Lord in vain lot
of times. Father. maybe forty times. He
A fireman appeared. shouting something.
The rescue-sq squad men dropped their acety-
lene torches and ran. The policeman shouted.
Come ON. Father. we've got to get out Of
here! Follow me!'
Holy Joe tried to turn. but the dying man
snatched his hand. "Absolution. Father!
Absolution!'
Holy Joe tore away. He couldn't see the
others, but he could hear their footsteps.
could hear the policeman shouting. Follow
me, Father" above the crashing of timbers
and the 1ackle of flames. He ran after the
footsteps, blind in the smoky grayness. A
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worked out the new trick which he was using
now. Instead of slkullking in dark streets. he
strode through them boldly, his burglar tools
in that black bag. Roman collar around his
throat, wearing a somber black suit. Cops just
tipped their caps respectfully, and were
grateful for a kindly word from him. In the
loneliest business sections, in early morning
hours when every pedestrian was suspect.
when bag usually suggested nothing less
than burglar tools to a cops mind. they just
fawned before him. The black bag. the
Roman collar only indicated that priest was
on his way back to the Rectory after a
retreat or a visit to his home town.
He had been hearing the shrill of fire trucks
for five minutes, as he walked. but his city
bred ears had discounted the sound. In Man.
haitian. fire trucks were constantly shrilling.
1t didn't mean thing.
The fire was in the next block east. 1t was
a roaring fire in an old loft building. Flames
were bursting through the roof; high-towe1ed
trucks were sending streams of water kissing
into the upper stories. Searchlights lit the
front of the place, playing on windows that
spouted fame, smoke and steam.
Holy Joe picked his way among the tangled
hose lines and started to cross to the other
side of the street.
A cop ran up to him. right opposite the
burning building. The cops face was red with
heat and dripping with sweat. He said.
MY God. Father = excuse me. Father Il
didn't think you'd get here 50 soon. Follow
me!''
Holy Joe was ratified, but he caught him
self quickly Il think you've made mistake.
my son." he said, in his most ecclesiastical
manner Just what do you think ann"
"Ain't you from St. Agnes?" the cop asked
II telephoned."
Il am not" Holy Joe Gullah said firmly.
Il came in on late train and am on my way
to the Rectory -"
] oU'RE heaven sent" the cop shouted,
above the uackle and roar of the flames
"Heaven-sent! There's fireman in there.
begin for priest. A man we can't get out
The rescue squads working on him like all
hell but Il beg your pardon. Father -
they'll never get him out So you're heaven
sent, Father! Follow me, and give the guy
abeolution."
Holy Joe could think of thousand reasons
why he shouldn't. He always had a horror
of fires. The place across the street was
fiery hell and he felt almost faint at the
thought of going in there.
Il" he started to say, holding back
against the urgent pressure of the cops hand
on his arm. Il think, my son. that I -"
He stopped himself in time. grateful that
the crashing, cracking sound of fallen beam
had stopped the sentence. Because the cop
Evening star., 1942-01-04

Life sometimes plays strange tricks
on even the cleveresf men. Witness
what happened to Holy Joe
by Joseph Harrington
hvsfrofsd BY Astkss Son~eH
Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1942-05-10
SHINING
Campaign
For Summer
BY DONNA GRACE

nINGY, undressing yards
~ and brown. dusty country
lines have already shed their
winter garb. They have donned
their delicate covering Of laven-
der and white fragrant bios
SONS, the most beloved of all
spring flowers. This gay dress
means it's Lilac Time again, also
that we are well on the way to
summer with all its joy and
beauty.
Why not make this a beautiful
summer for curse Ives and
others, too? We mean, make
ourselves lovelier than we ever
thought possible. Most of us
have at least a few faults to
correct so, let us get together
and, long with all the other
work we have at this time, do
everything we can to correct our
faults.
Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1942-05-10
Start Early

Begin the day early even
though it does mean giving up
late hours. We will have TO
train our appetites TO the simple
foods that do not put on extra
pounds nor cloud the COM
pleXion.. Let us forget about
rich desserts, rich gravies, thick
cream topped cakes and the like.
Lean chops, steaks or stews
with fruits. vegetables. some
carbohydrates and sweets daily
will be quite sufficient.
Our urge to be beautiful Is
most commendabie, besides no
good looking soldier wants to
bother with unattractive girls,
but since there are only three
weeks before the summer heat
comes we want you to be serious
about these six lessons which
constitute what we are calling
our Lilac Time Beauty Course.
Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1942-05-10
Vacation Program

Women between Is and 50,
with high school education or
equivalent, are eligible for
training and a special APP
neal is being made to high
school seniors and college stu
dents to enroll for training i'm
mediateH at the close of the
school session.
The course for college girls is
90 planned that the training
period of 80 hours of service
may be completed during the
vacation.
Only unemployed women can
be accepted for the course, be-
cause of the hours of service.
Training is under the super
vision of the American Red
Cross and is given by volunteer
graduate nurses. Mrs. James
McEvoy is in charge of the
training program.
Starting Monday, May II.
20 volunteers will start their
training at Mt. Carmel Hos
pital. which is the tenth hos
pital in the local area to use
nurses aides.
Other hospitals are Harper,
Grace northwest branchl.
Wom ms, Ford, Providence,
Mercy, Receiving and Wyan-
dotte General.
BY June. approximately 500
women viii have been trained
and on duty in local hospitals
Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1942-05-10
Starts Tomorrow

The course includes, figure
molding, complexion aids, hair
health. and attention TO many
other points that go to make up
a modern beauty.
The first lesson begins with
tomorrow's column. Cut it out
and save it as you will have to
repeat some of the exercises as
we go along from day to day.
Don't permit anything to inter-
fere with your routine when you
begin. You will be SO delighted
with the results l will not need
to urge you to continue.
Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1942-05-10
Detroit
Needs More
Nurses 'Aides
By IRENE NJ. HAWKINS

Women Lotots hnt f'h"" '"H
ONE Of the most important
" contributions women C a n
make in the war program IS to
become a volunteer nurses aide
As graduate nurses in Detroit
hospitals are called 10 army
duty. il is easy 10 see the short
age there will be in the city
This shortage will be filled by
graduates from the Volunteer
Nurses Aides Corps as fast as
they complete the courses.
The nurses aides corps i an
arm of the emergency medical
CORPS of the OCD. Graduates
wear an armband with the Red
Gross superimposed on the OCD
triangle.
Each aide takes six weeks
training course. consulting OF 40
hours OF classroom training and
40 hours in the hospital. After
completion of her training. the
aide is pledged 10 give 100
hours service in her first year
. 10 the hospital in which she
received her training
She also agrees 10 give al
least $50 hours year 10 any
local hospital as long as the
United States is at war.
Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1942-05-10
The Blood Bank

The Red Cross informs us
there is need for more blood
donors at the blood bank :.
located at Cass and AleXan-
drine.
We're falling behind in our
quota of a million pints for the
army and navy.
Giving a pint of blood is
simple and painless takes
but a few minutes of your time.
Please telephone for appoint
ment. Temple 1-77S5.
Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1942-05-10
::}9:5'
Telephone Cherry 800

What than trimhng smoothly tailored slack suit for
oungng home working Victory garden playing
golf Whether you the lake
travelling, you'll comfortable good looking long wearing
spun rayon rayon twill
Boxy fitted Jackets Solid colors In from IL TO-
Other suifs al 59j 7.0J
NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS.
Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1942-05-10

Practically a wardrobe
must is the suit-dress. 1t
boasts two lives, for it
serves as a suit and, when
the jacket is removed, a
frock. The one pictured
above is navy with a wildly
printed blouse top.
but there is need for still
more.
Registrations will be taken
al the Civilian Defense Volun-
teer Office. Ill Cadillac square,
from 10 a. m. 10 s p. m. Monday
to Friday and 10 a, m. to 5
p. m. Saturdays; and at Red
Cross headquarters, 2163 East
jefferson, 8 a. m. to 5 p. m.
Monday to Friday and 9 a. m.
to II noon on Saturdays.
Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1942-06-21

What would you like to call your company,
Miss Murray"
looked at the huge Marquse diamond on my
finger and replied:
Tiffany because anything from Tiffany's had
always seemed the essence Of quality
Then, it is to be The Tiffany Productions
another man said.
Our first picture was to be Peacock Alley
and was to embody all the ideas we had stored
away during vacation in Paris.
The story was ready. 1t called for a big
numbering kind of hero, of New England back
ground. He was to go to Paris his fathers
business representative, fall in love with French
actress, the toast of the town, marry her and
bring her back to New England. where she was all
but slaughtered by the disappearing townspeople.
Monte Blue seemed the right man for this
part. His quiet reserve seemed ideal. So, Monte
was engaged.
Every day and often late into the night
worked under tremendous lights wearing my pea
cock costume, which consisted of wool tights
thickly sewn with spangles to represent the feath-
cred body of peacock The tights fitted like skin
from head to toe. There was a massive tail of
peacock feathers which only made the costume
warmer. dozen Kleg lights focused upon me
gave out the most intense heat But for long hours
l danced in the heat, wearing this hottest of all
costumes.
Each day the spangles melted, and each night
twenty women had to be hired to work six and
seven hours to sew them back on again!
At the end of the picture we had a musical
score written and then rehearsed a band for my
dance SEQUENCES We rented the ballroom of the
Commodore Hotel and sent out 1900 invitations to
persons in the motion picture industry. Six thou
sand came!
Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1942-06-21

glad we hadn't when the most amazing thing hap
pened: proposition was made to me by group
of men who represented the wealthiest of automo-
bile manufacturers in Detroit. They were inter-
ested in motion pictures and wanted to angel
company for me-
l invited all nine of them to dinner at the
apartment.
| remember that night we'll. l sat at the
head of my table Bob at the foot. l was the only
woman there-hostess to controllers of the great
est automobile fortunes in America!
"You can run the company just you like"
man said
you can spend much you wish" said
another.
you can have your say over everything from
stories to sets"
Then one said: 1--WE will get the greatest di-
rector in the business for you
Bob Leonard sat at the foot of the table saying
nothing. All conversation had been directed to-
ward me.
At that point caught my breath long enough
to say, ITO me- Robert T. Leonard is the greatest
director in motion pictures" l raised my hand
toward Bob
Bobs eyes met mine down the long length of
the candlelit table and think we both were re-
menibering in that second the things he had pleaded
with me for, his confession to me- during our vaca-
ton.
Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1942-06-21

/ knew Bob had given in
many times to please me and
he had made so few requests
of me. When he did ask
something it meant much to
him. Knowing this and
wanting to make him as
happy as | could | agreed to
go to California.
l wondered if going to
California would really make
him any happier. After all,
it is not the place that has
the power to make a person
happy. It's all within your
mind and your own attitude.
When Bob came into my
room, / said, II really don't
want to leave New York
do you want to go West so
very much? Or, is some
thing else wrong? Can't we
talk about it and straighten
out whatever worries you?
We can do that here as well
as there"
He looked at me and
didn't say anything for a lit
tie while. And in those Sec
onds l saw the hurt look of
the small boy come into his
Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1942-06-21

bod began 10 walk the llOOf
of our sitting room then suddenly he turned and
looked at me with the hurt eyes of a child.
you've got to know this some time because l
can't always keep it from you l can't bear to
have you work with anyone else You and be-
long together Bob told me. 'Weve touched
the heights together-and I'll never be happy when
someone else works with you
why, Bob didn't know you felt that way.
You never told me before
Bob Leonard did love me ! had never doubted
lt-and now | was more certain of his devotion
than ever.
| realized for the first time that Bobs love
a jealous love. Perhaps IT always had been, but
never having felt jealousy myself l had not sus-
pected it in him.
Tell me you love and that you don't want
anyone else TO work with you
Il do love you. Bob want TO work with you.
I'm going TO cable Mr.. Zukor now that want you
TO direct me in The Gilded Lily"
That's what want" Bob said
1t was also what Mr. Zukor wanted He cabed
'us very quickly and then Bob was happy to return
20 NeWYork We lost no time in catching the first
available boat for home.
Bob's and my efforts and work on The Gilded
Lily were rewarded in many ways The film was
widely praised and the studio offered both of us
new contracts. Other studios wanted TO engage
us 1t was difficult TO make a decision and we were
june ~. 1912
Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1942-06-21

out there" He looked at me earnestly.
II didn't know that you did until now, Bob.
The truth was Bob had never really liked NeN
York He loved the West and its feeling of space
l have always adored New York, which to me
exhilarating and filled to the brm of all things
draw on for inspiration and imagination.
l did not want to leave New York But di
realize that Bob had his heart set on going t
California
Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1942-06-21
BY MAE MURRAY,
Famous Dancing Star of THE Merry Widow" and
Other Film Successes

CHAPTER
c12E by American Weekly, served
FELT that Fate bmged
for love rather than to
there could be a brighter for
Oh course Jack ckfod shocked
ana ne was cososscken Hepey he mourned with the
watching nm through qizza wondering why
saved his young wifi
ueu TO ong myself to him and yethe Olives
confession to few hours poison
haunting. couldn't put it of mind
tried TO feel tolerant and understanding
nv friend'c baort
Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1942-06-21

The whole film industry
was talking about Bob and M
and of our accomplishment
Wires and phone calls came
wit h congratulations from
everywhere.
Bob and / couldn't wait Il
get started on our next film
which was TO be called "Fas
cination, and in it we were t
use the ideas we had gathered
while in Spain.
We completed the film ant
began planning the next, Jazz
mania" l remember the morn
ing | had come in from a rid,
in Central Park and Bob ID
began discussing the newt D'k
when suddenly Bob said
This story will need OK
tensive outdoor scenes anC
crowds of people and | thinI
we should 60 TO California t
make it. ="
California. Bob ?"
Don't you ever become
Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1942-06-21


cause he had been himself and
therefore was unlike what she
wanted him to be. But l could
not trust myself with him.
Some of Olives anguish
might show in my eyes if not
in my voice and words. No
matter how humble and re-
morseful Jack would have been
and I'm sure that he was
intensely sol could not risk
hurting him more.
Perhaps Olives spirit
guided me away from Jack. be-
cause suddenly / decided not to
continue the trip, which was to
have included many other coun-
tries in Europe.
I've got to go home and
get back to work as quickly as
/ can, ] told Bob Leonard. Il
can't put Olive and Jack out of
my mind. l can't go on trying
to have a good time"
Bob\>didn't refuse and I
thought he was agreeable to
the plan SO | cabled Mr.. Zu-
kor that l was ready for work.
he replied to come along, but
that George Fitzmaurice was in
the midst of directing another
picture and a new director
would be assigned to work
with me. lnnocently expressed
to Bob my disappointment over
hearing that he was not avail
able now.
I'll always remember how
this affected Bob Leonard, be-
cause 1t was then | discovered
a trait in him that ! had not
imagined he had before. This
trait was to change the course.
of our lives. but just then it
served only to bring our lives
and careers closer.
Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1942-06-21

Intimate Confessions Of Her Rise From Obscurfy to
HoIywood's Highest Paid Star Reveal How Looks.
Luck and Genius Brought Her 100000 and Three
Husbands. Only at Last. to Have Her Heart Broken
and to Lose Husbands Child and Money