Evening star., 1942-04-18

times 30 eyes g
did.
OF course. he'll
Henry MeIsners. be using them In
q lot sterner game than I did. and
from q lot sterner stand. Football.
baseball. racing and yachting aren't
quite as rough games a. war, and
the bridge Of y fighting ship Isn't
any press box.
I would have liked TO have sent
q little message along with my bi-
noculars. I would have liked to have
told the oficer into whose hands
they'll fall q little game he could
play with them In his idle time. or
when the hours of the watch grow
weary. or
"Just put them to your eyes. Of
ficer." my note would have said.
"and try to recapture some Of ths
images that have been on their
lenses. You'll get some happiness.
some disappointment, some chills.
some thrills. and more than . few
laughs" =
49, hS
His blood would boil ut the siNht
Of one Of the men who would walk
across the glasses--Herr Hitler.sF<
Through them we Cmy glasses
and u watched Hitler from q dis-
tance of no more than as yards.
during all the days of the 1885
olympic Games In Berlin. We
watched him make his daily drama
tic entrance through the tremendous
gateway of the stadium. We watched
him open the games with words OF
peace when blood was In his heart.
We watched his face darken when
the American athletes paraded past
him without giving the Nazi saluts
or dipping the colors. =.
The officers anger would cool
none II my first sight Of Hawaii's
Diamond Head were brought back
to him through the glasses. I first
saw Diamond Head coming out Of
the mists. In the early morning "A
peaceful American rampant that
later was to be used as q shield for
a treacherous enemy attack. Yr
Then q smile would come to his
face as the barren. snowy wastes OF
the Alps took their place on the
lenses. This was the time I was
halfway up q minor Alp near Nom
treaux, Switzerland, on my flrst and
last mountain climbing trip. I gave
up about halfway up and I was
searching the barren wastes for .
st. Bernard dog. one Of those fine.
mobile, flea-bea-ing bars which cts
supposed to have you-know-what
with him. I never found st. Bar
nard, but surely looked and looked.
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II the officer who uses my glasses
has shred of sympathy In his sys-
tenn he viii shed an old salts salty
tear when he sees Bimelech running
second to Gallahadion in the KEN
lucky Derby. This was the Derby
from which walked from Louisville
to New York, having sportily
wagered my entire expense account
on Bimelech to win.
The ofIicer Is certainly going To
feel right at home when suddenly
he sees nothing through the glasses
but vast sweep of Atlantic Ocean.
This will 60 on for days and days
If he cares to follow it up. as ocean
Is all ever saw Of the Americas
Cup yacht races at Newport. just
why I was ever assigned to cover
q yacht race win forever remain
mystery TO me. never was ahls
to distinguish between q balloon
spinnaker and q bowsprit, and the
habit racing yachts have of disap-
pearing In different directions I'M
mediately after the start OF race
confused me to the end.
The picture of the German para-
chutist Max Schmeling getting tho
works from Pvt. Joe Louis should
delight the officer. It's a very clear
picture, too. and catches the Ger
man against the ropes. aims dam
Cling by his side In the proper Mar r
quis of Queensbury surrender, and
Louis. right hand cooked. ready To
deliver the coup de grace.
But the picture I would really like
to have the glasses capture-one
they can show to me when thsy
come back after the wars that
OF German man o. war, or a Japa-
nese airplane carrier. settling be-
low. the waves.
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