Evening star., 1945-04-03
By CARTER BROOKE JONES.

LIE SdlcSilldlldsCl was SAFAiA6 eiAS
new statesmen pep talk.
You have something very un-
usual to SELL" he was telling them.
Those words f1oated across the
crowded room as you poked your
head in the door. They might have
been setting out to sell almost any,
thing. What salesmanager doesn't
say that about his product?
But there was, the most casual
and uninformed visitor would have
noted, something entirely different
about this little orientation course.
The sales manager was a civilian,
but all the salesmen we're in uni
form.
They would offer sound invest
ment, but they would sell national
unity, he then told them. They
would appeal to the thrift Of buy
ers, give them a chance to make a
safe profit, but they would sell far
more than that. They would sell
shares in the future of America.
All Wear Ribbons.
These soldiers who listened all
wore ribbons, some of them three
rows. The man who talked was Rob-
ert w. Coyne, national field director
of the Treasurys War Finance Divi-
sion.
No salesmanager ever had such a
group of statesmen. They all rate
as heroes, every one of the So. They
had been decorated for bravery,
some of them several times. Nearly
all had been wounded.
It was the Seventh War Loan
they were setting out to sell, and
Mr.. Coyne told them 1t wouldn't be
easy. The Treasury had set terrific
quota, which it doesn't know If II
can meet. A lot OF people WouIu
figure the war was pretty we'll over,
and why bother now? They would
speak to assemblies of the people
they'd fought for-people standing
about between factory shifts, others
perhaps grouped around the country
store, or collected in the town
square or pressed into the only
meeting hall in some little town.
What were their thoughts as they
got their instructions? Most Of
them didn't say. When 1t came
time to ask questions, only one was
asked. A sergeant wanted to know
if there was a slogan for the
Seventh War Loan. No one slogan,
Mr.. Coyne explained, but a number
had been prepared-they could use
any or all.
Comforting Thought.
Some of the soldiers looked as If
they'd rather face more machine
guns and mortars than an audience.
There was this comforting
thought, though. Most of them
would go back to their home States
to sell War Bonds And that meant
seeing their families and friends.
It wouldn't be as tough as taking
on a strange region.
Youthful Staff Sergt. James j..
Moore, who won the Silver Star and
the Purple Heart in the South
Pacific. was looking forward to re-
turning to his home county in
Illinois, where he knew a lot of
people. Guadalcanal and Bougain-
vile were long way of, but he
supposed he'd have to tax ABOUT
them when he got up to sell bonos.
There was Capt. v. p. Kelley,
from Los Angeles, who was wounded
four times in the course of fighting
in Tunisia and italy. He was at
Anzio and Casino, two of the tough
est battles our troops have fought,
and he wears the Silver Star for
gallantry.
There were all the others, each
singled out by his commanding OFF,
Ger for some exploit that stood out
in places where all the men were
valiant.
None From District.
Sergt. John I. Glasgow, who comes
from Boykins, Va, will tour that
State telling his fellow Virginians
why they should still buy bonds and
buy more than ever at this crucial
moment. And Sergt. Lloyd James,
who halls from Maryland, will travel
over the old State.
There was nobody, II developed