Evening star., 1942-06-27


say anything, but just gave us A
good looking-over. Then he finally
spoke, and his voice was serious. .
The Government needs fats for
the war" he said. Are you willing
to serve?"
This was a sudden and direct
call to enlistment, but, thank good
ness, we were man enough to re-
spond in the affirmative.
Just a minute, brother" we said,
until we get our hat and coat, and
we'll be right with you"
We turned away to get our hat
and coat, pen a farewell note TO
the girl we were going to leave be-
hind us, and give a farewell pat on
the head to Cindy, our cocker
spaniel.
You can count on u.s." We called,
opening the closet door.
The gentleman walked into the
hall and took us by the arm.
Let Down for Portly Patriot.
"Just a second, fellow" he said
with chuckle. you don't under
stand. It's not your kind of fat the
Government is asking for"
Whats that?" We asked, bit
testify. Whats wrong with our
fat?"
After all, no one was going to
criticize our fat; not in our own
home, anyway. We knew it to be
pretty good fat. Not the best, per-
haps, or the largest in quantity.
| but pretty good country fat after
all. If the Government had de-
cided that stout men could be Of
service, we weren't going to side
step.
Don't get sore" the man said.
you've just got me wrong"
We gave him our best double
| chinned stare. He continued:
| The Government wants kitchen
fat, not fat mems fat. Kitchen
| fat can be converted into glvcerln,
and glycerin goes into explosives.
I came here to ask you If you would
promise to see TO It that bacon
grease and similar fats be saved and
turned in"
What a letdown, Here We were.
all set TO throw our double chin and
oay window directly against the Axis
nations and wound up being asked TO
save greases from the kitchen.
Isn't there any way the Govern
ment can use the sort Of fat we
thought you meant?" We asked,
knowing that in our own circle OF
friends there were many portly pa
triots who would love to think that
their excess poundage was being
fred from mortars, dropped from the
skies In bombs, and hurled miles
through the air in artillery shells.
Diet of Rabbit Food.
We would gladly go on a diet of
lettuce leaves and all the other rab-
bit food if We knew that the pound
age We shed would eventually be
dropped on some Japis head. 1t
would give us tremendous thrill to
be able to feel that our third chin
had helped to blow up a japanese
transport, or that section Of our
bay window had stopped a German
medium tanks advance
Think of the potential frepoWer
in a fellow like Oliver Hardy, Of
Laurel and Hardy. Babe, Milledge-
vile (Ga) boy who went to waist
early, would get tremendous bang
out of dispatch that read like this:
Shells propelled by explosives
from fats contributed by Oliver
Hardy halted a German advance
near Sevastopol today"
But this being impossible, the next
best thing for us to do is to save
the kitchen fats. Being a South
erner, this will come easy. There
are but two real Southern mottos.
One is. Take two and butter 'em
while they're hot and Here. don't
waste that grease. Put it in the
fruit jar there on top of the stove"
In the deep South, kitchen grease is
used for everything from shining
shoes to killing the natural taste Of
vegetables.
1t is up to all of us to save grease.
Remember. it will be used to grease
the skids for the Axis
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