Imperial Valley press., 1945-01-07

place called the BitChe. lt is ten
miles frcm the Rhine and General
Patton must have made the air blue
all around that place.
He seems to be the one man
doine most effective work on the
other side. He lives in the head
lines every day and no man can do
that unless he is getting somewhere.
Now he must be getting in the
blows or getting up the ammuni-
tions and supplies or getting up
steam or all of these things.
"Uer voice was ever gentle, sCft
and low, an excellent thing in
woman" - King Lear about his
daughter Bordelia.
The Saturday Evening Post Of
December 23, carries whoppihg
big piece called "Papa's Girl by
Mary l.. and Mark Murphy, about
Miss Helen Bonfils of Denver and
the Denver Post. What this highly
aristocratic and tory magazine has
gone and done this for is difficult
to fathom at present but maybe VIII
become more apparent In the long
run, unless all of sudden, with
out our scarcely knowing il. Miss
Helen has become news, even big
news.
OF course, the title "Papa's Girl,
carries a touch of sarcasm as II
these two writers may not have been
quite so well disposed toward Miss
Bonfils as was Gene Fowler toward
her father i'm "Timberiinc' or to-
ward John Barrymore in Good
night, Sweet Prince
These two books, by the way, are
going bigger news and better news
all the time.
Miss BonfiIs has been arriving
for several years in Denver, in New
York and over the country as an
actress, a producer, and a philan-
thropist. She appears all summer IN
stock i'm Denver and all winter III
New York. She is definitely rccog-
nized regardless of all her money
and name.
Her father owned and ran The
Denver Post, making over S3O,OOO,-
600 and almost the same number Of
enemies. He was one of the hand
somiest devils that ever came down
the pike. He was always grOOmed
to perfection with the blackest hair,
the most flashing eyes, the nattiest
black mustache, and the bearing OF
soldier. Indeed, he did go to West
Point and came pretty nearly fin
ishing, but got married against the
rules and that did finish him.
He fell i'm with little tub OF a
man bv the name of Harry Tam
men and together they bought a
little rag called The Denver Post
which would now sell for S8,000,eO0
any day of the week. They raii that
paper like nobOdy's business. Take
look at it and you would imagine
that it was nobody's business. These
writer's in the Saturday Evening
Post say that an issue of it looked
like an explosion in type foundry
That's really good, but Denver loved
it, all the Rocky mountain range
loved it, Helen BOnfils loves it still
and all Colorado follows her in that
regard.
Miss BonfiIs is large golden
haired woman with a little of tho
snow or salt of the years scattered
through her Golf. She dresso6 like
a fashion plate, she carries an air
of graciOusness that few women can
accomplish, whOlehearted, kindly
wanting everybody to love her and
pretty nearly everybody is be-
! ginning to do it. She starts In
single handed and builds an entire
marble Roman Catholic church IL
Denver; she is building this ward
and this hospital and whatever sht
turns her interest to i'm the west
she builds memorial chapel tn hel
father for S35, 900, at the Community
Church, Kansas City, and thinks
nothing of paying il all in tw'
checks. She is whirlwind. Sh'
wants TO be like her father and yo'
can't blame her i'm some respect
for outwardly he was one Of tn
NEST fascinating men you ever saw
Yes, she has definitely arrived, ant
il is no wonder that the Saturda,
Evening Post recognizes Papa