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RommeI Runs Railways
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thousands of tons of American and British bombs, the newspaper said.
 Though complete seizure of the railways was inevitable at some stage of the invasion, the Daily Mail added, normally 1t would have come later
 Stockholm dispatches said Rom- mel had told his west wall con- manders that they must expect the Allies to use the most modern equip ment ever unveiled on battlefield
 "This is going to be the most modern battle ever fought" he said Tt will demand the utmost of our officers"
 Rommel also revealed that spe- cialists in street fighting have been organized to man second line of defense behind the coastal forti- fications. The ne wunitS were form- ed around nucleus of troops who fought the British and Canadians at St. Nazaire and Dieppe, he said, and will be armed with new and surprising weapons"
 In Algiers, Interior Commissioner Emmanuel D'Astier De La Vigerie of the French National Committee disclosed that the committee Soor will incorporate members of the French underground foramlly into the French Army under the name oi French Army of the Interior" !" German estimates have placed the underground army at 175,000 per- sons.
 The official German DNB agency reported that 100000 men had been enlisted last month in a "sharpshooting organization of the German people," organized by the Nazi party militia as an Axis ver- sion of the British Home Guard tc help resist any invasion of the Reich.
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one wheel, but none of the crew was injured. One German shell passed between the legs of the bomb aimer, Fit. Sgt. Henry Nunzato of Hamilton, Ont, and destroyed the bombsight.
 Returning crews reported one ex- plosion in the Gent railway yards so intense that 1t was believed oil stores must have been hit.
 At Ludwigshafen, Mosquito pilots reported, fires were started that lighted the clouds the planes turned homeward.
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SCOnLlnueU ITOm rage U
 coming off points," The nations prospective sugar consumption is $50 ,0oo,0 900 pounds annually as com- pared with a civilian allotment of 550,00o,000 pounds, he said.
 There is no indication that but ter, cheese, fruit and vegetable juices, or canned fruits will be talk en off point values, the OPA ra- tioning head said. At present there is a comfortable surplus" of butter because of recent point reductions on butter substitutes, he said. Lamb and veal are running about 20 per cent ahead of last year in nation wide production and the current shortage of the products through out New England probably will not last the colonel said.
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Walter Winclleu
 M NezO York

Jane CrOmer, Conover model and newspaper woman (she won a con- test as the prettiest reporter in Washington, married Capt. Edgar J. Wynn there yesterday. He auth'd "Bombers Across" the first non- combat story of this year, which Dutton's will publish in June. Lowell Thomas did the introduction The Morton Gould program goes off CBS on the 30th. Schenley will sponsor the replacement--a dramatic show-advertising penicil- lin MT. Anthony wishes 1t known he is Fascist-fighter and that the scolding by certain group still eludes him Edna Ferber hahs shut herself in the Barclay, where she is working on new novel Russel Grouse, the Ben Hecht's click, Guided for the Bedevilled," is on the best" lists.
 Alan COrelli, chief of Theater Authority, reports that nightclub actors won't fail war bond rallies becau of the 30 per cent tax, which has cost many of them their jobs. Business in most spots is getting sadder Marian Anderson, the famed singer, told friends she would never again sing before "a segregated audience" Lou o. Neill of the New York Mirror, who had flat bet profit of $239.50 on a $10 play at the Jamaica racing meeting and 10 winning best bets in q picks, is a Ken King find. The Havana-Madrid's Tuesday nights featuring entertainers from the opposition spots) jams them in Add Street Scenes: The barber shop of the Victoria Hotel on West 51st street when Sinatra Is getting shave. You can't pass because of the crowd on the pavement, Mainly men.
 Phyllis Hill, the eye-catcher in Helen Goes to Troy" is the daugh- ter of the Herald Trib's asst m. e. The business at Angel Street" boosted this week because the critics of new play said they liked "AngeI' better Murray Burnett, who wrote the original story of Casa blanca" gave up big movie offers to write a play nearest his heart, Hickory Stick. It's story of vo- cational high schools, where Bur- nett taught for many years |. The play got sour notices and quits Saturday The Marquis de Cue- vas (wed to a Rocekfeller) plans an 8-month ballet season and hopes to star Trina Baronova Leo Me- Carey's film, Going My Way" with Bing, is something to enjoy The Maurine Hall Dancers are at the Clover Club, Miami, again .. Their steenth return engagement there. .,. Vaughn Monroe says the 30 per cent tax is keeping almost as many people out of the night clubs as the emcees.
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priest had conferences with Stalin April 28 and May but he has made no comment on either of them other than to say that the Russian pre- mier was "very friendly towards the Roman Catholic church"
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in the New York delegation. but t might well be an underestimate, too. for if his name goes before the convention again be might chip of more from the New York bloc. His plans are not known here and may not be revealed until the eonyen. ton meets.
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Cheap grain shops for the poor are being opened in India.
Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1944-07-16

Young Lepoutre. vowing TO capture
the Apache Queen within month or
resign, obtained a 30.day leave to
work among the ApacheS.
Presently there arrived in a GER
tain underground rendezvous on the
Rue Garconnlere, a tough-eyed swag-
gerer with slanted cap and throat
scarf, as villainouS as any of them.
dubois lie Diable," he gave his
name Just out of the kitchen after
10 years. Death to the Cows"
Word went round that this tribes
man was back, and the fraternity
gathered to squirt him over
Lepoutre played the part perfectly.
Soon he was welcomed back as cut
throat in good standing.
Arrested in several police haulS,
he invariably escaped. lie Diable was
a fine addition 10 the clan.
Our leader wants to meet you"
he was told one night. An escort
conducted him with much secrecy to
an underground festival.
Lepoutre stared enchanted at the
girl who entered with her bodyguard.
Her blond hair foamed about her
shoulders to frame a Mona Lisa smile.
she was gowned like a Schiaparelli
model-this lady appeared to be roy
atty indeed.
"Ah, lie Diable," she regarded him
coldly. Il have heard much of you
since your return. You have grown
since 1 knew you as the kid across
the way in Rue Pere Maillot Tell
me, Diable. do you remember me-"
Certainly l remember YOU He
Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1944-07-16

fierce as lion counting Tiger. lie
Diable became Cap-of-Gold's favorite
dancing partner.
His ardor melted her queenly re-
serve Came an evening when she
revealed all the secrets, guiding him
through a subterranean realm of
stores, crime schools and arSenals
the police never dreamed existed.
And then he was stunned. for Cap
of-Gold was offering him half Of this
dark kingdom. inviting him TO rule
with her in joint leadership of the
Apaches. He suggested a midnight
drive 10 a secluded little bistro where
they could dance and talk.
They were half way across the city.
when Diable took the queen by the
hands, gently.
81 am sorry" he said sadly my
name is not lie Diable, but Surete
Agent Lepoutre."
She heard an icy little click
her wrists wore bracelets of steel.
Presently, he took her 10 the Police
House, one month TO the day after
obtaining his leave.
The hotel robbery, as well as other
crimes, was cleared up. The Apache
workmen on the roof could see the
iron jewel box on the dressing table
through the ventlator. All they used
was string and a powerful mag
to pull it up.
For his haul Lepoutre was made
Surete Chief in Marseille.
Cap-of-Gold died in prison not long
after her confinement Some say of
a broken heart So deeply in love
was she with Lepoutre that she
could not have him killed although
she knew all the time that he was
not an Apache.
Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1944-07-16

were fastened on the inside. A watch
man was in the corridor. No one
could have entered or left the suite
unseen. Yet the stronghold was gone.
The detectives could find no finger
prints. The door hadn't been forced.
The grating of ventilator in the cell
ing was locked from the underside
and had not been opened.
What made this case a headache
was that others had happened before
under similar circumstances.
A young police agent, Lepoutre,
new on the force, talked next day
with the hotel proprietor, who said
three workmen, the afternoon before
the robbery, repaired the hotel roof.
A trip across the mansards brought
the policeman to the ventilator shaft
which looked 20 feet down into the
burglarized suite. Obviously, the
foot-square shaft was too narrow for
even the smallest person. But the de-
tective, peering down, saw things his
older colleagues failed to notice.
The workmen had quit their jobs
the day after the robbery. and they
had given their employer a spurious
address. In the Apache quarter!
Then the pearls turned up in
pawnshop in a Paris suburb, sold to
the dealer by a beautiful blonde who
identified herself as a baroness.
1t was whispered on the boulevards
that the Master Mind behind the rob
berry was a beautiful blonde, named
for her hair-CaSque d'Or-Cap-of-
Gold But raids and line-ups failed to
produce the much.wanted suspect.
Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1944-07-16

bowed insolently. do 49,
dance?" They danced.
You are good" the
blonde told him coolly.
But l think you lie. You
do not really remember
me as the little girl across
the street"
"Ha" he laughed. How
could / ever forget your
golden curls ?"
1t was the beginning of
an underworld romance as
Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1944-07-16

ScIlu IllOSl VI us BOOu WG
citizens TO bed. IN WEB
In NJ on I m ar ire, ~ ~ ~
where some of the MI
itiZenS aren't so ~
good, a gendarme, 80
rounding the corner
into the Rue de Lappe, was y.
halted by something hanging =
from lamppoSt. Examination
showed il was the body of an -
officer of the Surete Generate, &
Sub-InSpector Andre Gaillard.
Mortified, the gendarme shrilled
his whistle
In no time the street was crowded
by agents of the Surete, Frances
Scotland Yard. M. Dumollard, in
spector in charge of the district, swore
TO aVenge his colleagues murder.
Gaillard had, only the month be-
fore, been transferred to Paris from
Marseille, and Dumollard immedi-
ately consulted the Marseille office on
the dead mans record.
II thought SOL" he reported to DC.
tave Hamard, chief of the Paris
Surete 1T was Gaillard, last sum-
mer. who arrested that MarSeille
Apache known as lie Poire, and sent
lAlAiA W (CNAi 1SlciiiN. AAAC hPaNAiSo
threatened to get even at the time"
An autopsy showed that Gaillard
had been strangled, probably in some
cellar, then hanged on the lamp.
lie Poire (the name means Pear
Face" or "Mug) was stranger in
the Paris underworld But, found in
police files, photograph bearing re-
Semblance to the criminal sent the
police TO Montmartre in search of
lie PORES brother.
GendarmeS ringed the area. The
fugitive was driven up to a garrett
Surete agents settled lie PORES
brother with gunfire.
This did not settle the ApacheS
Their reprisal was Paris.
that winter of 1908. was swamped by
an unprecedented crime wave.
Brigandage became a daily occur
renee. Crimes were committed bra
zenly. And as raids and dragnets
failed 10 trap the culprit, it became
apparent to the police that the Paris
underworld was being run by some
sort of Master Mind.
Typical OF Apache cunning was the
jewel robbery which sent detectives
rushing to the top floor suite Of a
fashionable midtown hotel. An iron
stronghold, the size of a cigar box,
containing rubies and SIS, 1000 string
Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1944-07-16
BY THEODORE
ROSCOE

- ARTS, on tn G
- night of Nov. 2,
! 1908, was enjoy
ing one of those icy
driZZleS which dull
the street lamps and
send most of its good
citizens TO bed.
In NJ N [ m a r ire,
where some of the
citiZe II S aren't so
good, a gendarme,
rounding the corner
Evening star., 1944-03-19

in the Navy who receive wings are the
gunners on combat planes. You don't see
many of those wings around - the wearers
are too busy fighting - but when you do
spot pair, you can be sure that their
owner is really pulling his weight.
POSTWAR. We know very dashing
French sailor who's been invited often to
the home of New York debutante. One
of the hostesses at the French Seamen's
Foyer heard about it, teased him: II hear
you dine regularly on Park Avenue these
days. What about your girl in Fratce?"
He tilted his red-pomponed cap, grinned,
II will confide in Madame It is not
ramonr," he said. Il, Marcel. am plumb
er. But since the war am in the navy and
l have no opportunity to follow my true
vocation. In the home of Mademoiselle on
Park Avenue where the carpets are so
thick, the plumbing is also luxurious.
Each time go l study it. When there
is peace and I return, shall install Park
Avenue plumbing in the whole of France"
HAPPY. Waves are proud of the fact
that there are now more lady officers in
Evening star., 1944-03-19
Mrs. BROWN
by Henry il. Cszxraza
Chisf Moeistrofa. New York City

She told it very simply. as though it
were part of the case. She did not seem
to be conscious of the courtroom, of the
sudden silence.
Have you ever been in court before?"
asked her.
mo, Judge, never have 1t is splen-
did thing, an American court 1t is privi-
lege to be here"
A few of the defendants waiting in line
shifted uncomfortably, as though they
were not 50 sure.
i EXPLAINED to her the nature of the
complaint, parking in block where the
signs forbade it. How did it happen?"
! asked.
I'VE had gone to the station, Judge,
Jim and another boy to drive the car back,
and with them. Jim had been home on
leave, just day or two. He is a sergeant
now, and he did not want to miss the
train. Then - he left - and - we came
back to the car and found this tag on it
She faltered little.
Have you other children?" asked.
mo, just my three sons. They send me
what they can from their pay. They are
good boys"
began to murmur something about
suspending sentence.
II don't know what that means, Judge,
but it sounds like compromise. If you
please, will pay the fine. l wish to pay
it in full, 50 that my son will have done
all that the law requires. How much is it,"
Usually the fine is four dollars, re-
piled, ''but the Judge may =,
had to stop, for she had dropped her
hands, with the open bag in them. and
for the first time was afraid for her. She
was looking down and her lips were
twitching.
81 am afraid have not enough" she
said, so low that l could hardly hear.
They told me it would be two dollars.
What does that mean | must - do?" She
was standing straight again, awaiting
whatever punishment her American court
Evening star., 1944-03-19

might decree. saw two men back of her
pulling out their wallets.
"Just a moment - pleasew l said, in
desperation. turned to the clerk. Let
me see those papers again!'' buried my
face in them.
And then one tiny ray of light came.
Thinking, fumbling. found a word in the
complaint that looked little odd. I read
it again - yes, the word was definitely
bad legal form.
Look at that" said to the clerk,
showing him. the word Pretty bad?"
''Yes," said the clerk doubtfully.
"Vitiates the whole complaint, doesn't
it?"
The clerk looked up. AS our eyes met.
his look changed from doubt to safe neu-
trality. then to stout conviction.
Eyes, Your Honor - bad mistake y
turned to the little woman at the bar.
Il am sorry to have to tell you, Mrs.
Brown began, that we have taken up
your time in vain. This complaint has
word in it that makes it wholly valueless.
l should have seen it in the first place"
Just one word does that?" inquired
Mrs. Brown skeptically.
Eyes, just one word. That sometimes
happens in the law" explained hastily.
SHE looked at the clerk, whose head was
nodding so vigorously that the whole
courtroom was staring.
And so the complaint is dismissed,
went on carefully, land am glad to be
able to tell you, Mrs. Brown, that now
your sons record is perfectly Clean"
But p" She was still incredulous.
Just bowed and smiled, waiting.
Thank you, Judge" she said uncer-
tainly. II am sorry there was mistake
in your court. But am sure there are
not many"
Then she turned and walked out. still
straight.
As she neared the door saw two men
get up and stand, as she went by. They
looked like truck drivers.
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slDEllnEs

HONOR WINGS. Among the most dis
tinguished insignia any Navy man can
wear are the wings pictured here. Under
present regulations, the only enlisted men
Evening star., 1944-03-19
She was q soldiers mother.
And her case had even the
Judge sfumped - for a time

HVHE Traffic Court was crowded that
morning, solid mass of men and
u women waiting impatiently to tell
it to the Judge" would hear many old
familiar stories in the next few hours:
The cab driver speeding because his fare
was suddenly sick, the salesman whose
parked car had been pushed right into
fire hydrant while he was away trying to
make sale, the rich young driver with
the big car who passed the light just after
it turned red, not just before.
The clerk was reading off list of names.
As he did 50, figures rose singly in various
parts of the courtroom and came forward.
Adams, Nowak, Brown - ;" He stopped.
"Are you Mrs. Brown" he demanded.
Eyes, am Mrs. Brown" answered the
little woman in black, quietly She stood
before me submissively, but very straight,
as though it were ceremony that called
for respect looked at her carefully, be-
cause defendants in the traffic court are
not all like that. The fat man before her
had hustled off saying something about
there amt no justice" as he paid his we'll.
deserved fine
"You are charged with parking your
car in a restricted area" The clerk read
the complaint. The defendant is James
Brown. Do you represent the defendant"
yES 7 do 1" She saerned tO wipce
little at the rapid-fre accusation. had
better take hand.
"Is he - your husband?" asked.
mo, my husband died just month
after Pearl Harbor Of course he had been
sick for some time before that James
Brown is my son, my third son. My Oldest
boy. Alfred, is with our Army in the
Pacific and Frederick is in North Africa"
Evening star., 1944-03-19

the Supply Corps than there were regular
men officers in the same branch on
December 7, l94l.
fR0HGT-LNE. A friend of ours sends
back from the Italian front the story of an
American private, driving his captain up
narrow. muddy road. American guns were
firing regularly. loudly. on both sides -
and German shells landed just as regularly
in the fields. After short. nervous pause,
the boy turned and said: Captain, if you
should happen to look around and you
don't see anybody - that'll be me-"
Evening star., 1944-03-19
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(Continued from Page D lery was giving them hell out there. They were firing at an average rate of one round every IS seconds, blast ing every conceivable obstacle in our path. Mine fields went up as though touched off by an electric switch.
 I had the feeling the end of the world was coming. So did the wild red fox madly chasin gifts tail in no-man's land when the smoke had cleared. So did the mute COWS, one of which dropped calf from shock. And so did the blow horses. They emerged from shattered stables, charging about madly in a race to escape from their own torment.
 Human Wall
 In the center of that frightful scene, the Germans were entrenched as a human wall" They were dug in foxholes and inside houses of fortified towns" Many died without knowing what had hit them.
 Having seen brave men and wild beasts crack as they do sometimes in the grip of terrible earthquake, could have sworn there would be no opposition when the zero hour came.
 Yet, when our tanks and dough- boys went over the top after the barrage, as in the battle of Verdun, there were Germans still alive and they fought us with violence.
 They pumped their own shells and mortars frenziedly when they saw our tanks and infantry laden half tracks massing for the attack. But that fire didn't stop the Americans.
 Straight into this valley of death they charged; straight into the place where minefield had been; sraight into the heart of what had been one of the toughest sectors in Adolf Hit ler's reincorfed defense line.
 After "H" Hour
 In barely a half hour after "H' hour, our tanks and infantry over ran two German towns southeast of Aachen. They were towns which had been spared by heavy and medium bombers, but now were in flames from the bombing P-38's.
 The Americans didn't do it with out loss, though. saw three of our leading tanks knocked out in rapid order by a dug-in 88 ahead and I saw crewmen streak out in a hail of bursting German nlortarS.
 The crew of the middle tank, however, hung on and kept fight ing. That tank drew lavish praise from the commanding officer of a famous armoured unit who was standing beside me in the observa- ton post. This post is the same place, where only short time ago, Hugh Baillie (president of the United Press) had also stood with me-when our armies were prepar- ing this offensive.
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George Raft Strikes Back

Hollywood, November IT. - (UP) - George Raft, that film smoothie who also has a tough side on the screen, decided to show his real tough side today, and said he would file suit for slander against the New York Aircraft Executive who ac- cused him of using loaded dice in a crap game.
 Martin Shurin, Jr., president of Hudson Aircraft Company, alleged ly accused Raft of cheating in a high-stakes game last March "A in a statement to the New York district attorney.
 No pinching penny big shots gonna make a sucker outta Raft, " the sleek-haired actor retorted.
 "Ill sue and I'll turn every cent ] collect over to charity" he said.
 Shurin said Raft won $18,500 from him in game at the home of Leo Nippy) Durocher, manager of the Brooklyn Dodgers, who was out of town at the time.
The Waterbury Democrat., 1944-11-17
OBITUARY

WOODING-Mrs. Lucia (Cross) Wooding, wife of Clarence Wooding, 46 White Oak lane, died at St. Mary's hospital yesterday after noon. She was born in Waterbury, the daughter of Frederick and Ellen (SpierS) Cross.
 She is survived by her husband, two sons, Richard and Frank Wood ing, both of Waterbury, a daugh- ter, Mrs. Warren Merriman of Wa terbury; two sisters, Mrs. Harry Dodge of Glendale, Calif., and Mrs. Robert w. Turnbull of Waterbury; four grandchildren and several ne- phewS and nieceS.
 The funeral will be held tomor- row at 2 p. m. at the Clark funeral home, 20 State street, Rev. Samuel Budde of Christ Chapel ofiiciating. Burial will be in Riverside cenae- tery.