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Evening star., 1950-03-05
Character of Reds; Victim Is Praised

Michael Shipkov, who expert
enced the torture methods of con-
fesslon- seeking Communists, was
described by the State Depart
ment last night as a man of fine
character"
A 39-year- Bulgarian, en-
ployed by the Americans as a
translator, Mr.. Shipkov blended
fine instincts of Christian moral
ethics and honesty with a high Or
der of intelligence, broad cul-
tural and educational background
and an unselfish devotion to his
country and his ideals" the de-
partment said.
Michael Shipkov was talent
ed, friendly, iovial person with
many interests. He loved sports,
hunting and hunting dogs. noun
taineering and other outdoor ac-
tivities.
Together with his wife and
6-year-old daughter, he led an
existence which a normal law
abiding citizen in almost any
country might be expected to lead
But he lived in Bulgaria"
He was the son of a family that
was modestly well-to-do before
the war. In attending Robert
College in Turkey, an American
endowed institution, he learned
the English language and became
acquainted with many aspects of
American life and culture, the
department said
After college Mr.. Shipkov en-
tered his fathers business, the
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force you to incriminate innocent
persons, persons whom you have
never engaged in any such ac-
tivity-no response. Speak on,
tell us more. -
Finally Satisfied.
Toward the evening of Sunday
I had given them satisfaction.
. was given a cigarette and
time to relax and control my trem-
bling-hands, feet, teeth, so that
I could write down what I had
told them.
I wrote six lined pages. -
When that was completed I was
allowed a cigarette and some rest
and l remember doing off
straightaWay. Then one of the
superiors went into a lengthy
preparation of my future, on my
youth, my daughter. on the neces-
sity to reform and be an honest
Bulgarian-on my acceptance to
collaborate secretly with the state
security and report to them every
thing I see, hear or learn of the
attempts of foreign spy centrals
to undermine the people in Bull
garia. He dictated the thing to
me in most solemn manner, and
I wrote and signed. *''
He said that 7 was to return
home and go to work on Monday
as usual. The first task would be
for me to give him a lengthy char
acter study OF each of the Ameri-
cans together with biography. - =
In the Legation (next morning)
my first obsession was to clear
my conscience of the sense of
guilt I had for all the people I
had incriminated. I wrote a
brief statement in the morning
Later on the same day I had
an opportunity to relate my ex-
perience in as much detail as I
could recall to the minister.
Series of Intimidations.
(Mr. Shipkov then wrote of
a series of intimidations suf-
fered by his family and friends.
how the fear of arrest hung over
him for years,) He continues:
Therefore, when I had been re-
sisting them in the first day, I
had long since been prepared to
accept my lot-prison, concentra-
ton camp, without any hope for
reprieve. From that it is easy to
decide to end the struggle, accept
their accusation, give them salts
faction, and be allowed to relax
my mind.
And this breaking in is imme-
mediately followed by the realiza-
ton that it is not the end, but the
beginning of an even more pain
full period, much more degrading
because before I believed I
would draw upon myself their
penalty by agreeing to their ac-
cusations and the thought of
prison or camp for myself only
is not SO awful as that moment.
However, with the first accept
ance, my power of resistance grew
weaker and slipped steadily
lower and lower, not only drawing
punishment, but time and time
again speaking of Others. friends
and relatives of mine, involving
them in deeds or thoughts utterly
untrue, unfounded, slanderous.
Clear Memory Returns.
And then the feeling of re-
.sistance is wholly broken; and I
remember going deeper and deep
er in this awful disioyalty, feeling
utterly degraded and wretched,
Evening star., 1950-03-05

export of Bulgarian rose oil. He
served in the Bulgarian army dur
ing World War II and afterward
was employed by the British sec
ton of the Allied Control Com
mission in Bulgaria. ..
His work at the American Lega-
ton involved supervising the prep
aration in English of a daily di-
gest of the Bulgarian press, and
on request. the translating of Bull
garian laws.
Evening star., 1950-03-05

utter hopelessness and the long
ing to go through the thing and
be sent down into silence and
peace-it is very effective man
ner of breaking down all resist
ance.
I recall that the muscles on my
legs and shoulders began to get
cramped and to tremble, that my
two fingers began to bend down
under the pressure, to get red
all over and to ache, I remember
that I was drenched with sweat
and that I began to faint, al
though I had not exerted myself
in any way.
Short Respite.
If I would try to substitute the
forefinger to the big finger, I
would be instantly called to order
and the same if I tried to bolster
my middle finger by placing the
foref1nger over it. No attention
Is paid to the suffering, nor is
there any place for hope that
they would take pity on you.
And when the trembling in
creases up to the point when I
collapsed, they made me sit and
speak. I did get several minutes
respite, catching my breath. and
wiping my face but when I had
uttered again that I was innocent,
it was the wall again.
And after a time of this, I
broke down. I told them I was
willing and eager to tell them
all they wanted. The main appeal
is to end the pain, to stop the
needless, futile resistance, and to
come nearer to the moment when
they would let me in peace. And
there is an enormous deception
there, even more effective in the
successive breakdowns of any re-
naming resistance.
I was allowed to pull the chair
to me, in the corner, and sit
down. Already the legs had be-
come stiffened. and equilibrium
was not easy. And while I caught
my breath and tried to stop my
trembling, they allowed me a
cigarette, out of my own pack
of Chesterfield's and even lit it
for me.
At this moment I believed that
I had covered the worst and that
I would tell them I am a spy and
a traitor and that I would be
sent below into a cell to await
or serve my punishment. And
that did not appear very grim at
the moment.
1t is a very painful surprise to
realize the error I was in. The
Interrogation took on again, unre-
laxed.
Here I want to describe their
method of interrogation: You are
a spy and a traitor, tell us what
tasks you were given to do, who
gave them to you, in what man
ner and with whose help you
achieved them and to whom and in
what manner did you report. No
further indication and no gen.
eralities, no overall statements of
guilt accepted. And this went on,
hour after hour, throughout the
night, throughout the day, with
out respite or end.
How can I best explain? The
only straw for which I could reach
is the impression that I had, in my
emptied, vacant thoughts, of some
sentence that had pleased them, or
that had conformed with the pat
tern I had so often seen in the
newspapers.
Constant Threat of Wall.
And if I were to stop and plead
fatigue, or poor memory, or ask
to rest-the wall again and again,
and the slaps, and the blows in the
nape.
And I remembered I would come
up gasping and talk and talk and
feel utterly broken.
And there comes a time when !
found myself in such unbearable
depths of degradation and misery
that I would gladly have ended it
all at once.
You plead with them not to
The globe-independent. (Hagerstown, Md.) 1943-19??, 1950-06-01
NO LOSS THERE

Father (facetiously) Don't
you think our son gets his in
telligence from me?
Mother likewise "He must
have. I've still got mine"
The globe-independent. (Hagerstown, Md.) 1943-19??, 1950-06-01
Funny Stuff?
Do 1t Every Time!

The grizzled old beggar had
chopped his quota of stovewood
and the kind lady had admitted
him to the kitchen for his meal
She was an inquisitive person, and
while the tramp made away with
all the food placed before him,
she set UP an endless line of ques-
tioning.
"And what was your occupation
before you fell into this sad plight,
my MANI" she asked
II was a sailor, num-" said the
bum between mouthfuls.
"Oh, a sailor. Well, you must
have had some exciting adventures
them"
"That / did, mum. Why once,
mum, / was shipwrecked on the
coast of South Africa, and there l
came across a tribe of wild women,
who had no tongues"
Mercy" exclaimed the inquisi-
tive woman. why how could they
talk, them"
"They couldn't, num-" replied
the man, reaching for his hat and
the last piece of bread on the plate,
That's what made them wild"
The globe-independent. (Hagerstown, Md.) 1943-19??, 1950-06-01
"Y" County
SoftbalI League
Standings

(All Double-Headers)
West End II, IL; Alpine Beavers 0, 6.
Harrystown IL, 5; Friendly Market
II, 6.
Pinesburg IL, 10; Dargan 3, s.
Fairview Giants 16, 10; Charlton 6, q.
Phillips Grocery 4, 6; st. Marks 3, s..
Schedule, Sunday, June A
(All -Headers)
st. Marks Lions VS.. Friendly Market
at Lappans
Pinesburg VS.. Harrystown Turtles at
Pinesburg.
Charlton Cardinals VS.. Phillips Gro
Gerry at Charlton
West End VS.. Dargan Aces at Reser-
voir Park No. l.
Alpine Beavers VS.. Fairview Giants
at Pangborn Park.
The globe-independent. (Hagerstown, Md.) 1943-19??, 1950-06-01

Young Husband: "This pie is
burnt. Send it back to the store"
Young Wife: 81 didn't buy it. It's
my own cremation"
The globe-independent. (Hagerstown, Md.) 1943-19??, 1950-06-01
Family Row

81 married widow with six chill
dren. l had five myself by my late
wife. We had been married four
years and our union had been
blessed with three more, and the
other day my wife came n hur-
riedly and said, Come into the yard,
quick! for goodness sake, hurryl
there is a terrible row going on,
and said, what is ito Well, she
said your children and my chill
dren are whipping our children !"
The globe-independent. (Hagerstown, Md.) 1943-19??, 1950-06-01
THAT'S WHAT HE MEANT

eff there were three crows on q
fence post and l shot one, how
many would be left?"
"Two left"
"I'm afraid you don't get the
point. Let me repeat the joke.
There were, three crows on the
fence post; I shot one. How many
would be left?"
1.-TWO left"
''No. None would be left, be-
cause if I shot one, then the other
two would fly away"
isn't that what I've been say
ing? Two left.
The globe-independent. (Hagerstown, Md.) 1943-19??, 1950-06-01
Now He Knows

A mother was taking her young
son for ride in the car. On their
way home, the lad asked:
Mother, where are all the in
fernel idiots?"
"Why, Son." she replied, "they
only happen to be on the highway
when your father is driving"
The globe-independent. (Hagerstown, Md.) 1943-19??, 1950-06-01

l have stated before in this col
umn that l am not singing out in
dividual players, because l feel that
it is the work of the team as a whole
that is keeping us on top, but do
want to say that I feel that Charlie
Heinbaugh is very much improved
ball player When l saw him at
spring training at Myrtle Beach. I
frankly doubted if he would make
the team, but he has got his chance
and he certainly is doing fine job.
The globe-independent. (Hagerstown, Md.) 1943-19??, 1950-06-01

"Do you think man should tell
all his thoughts and actions to his
wife?"
"That would be a waste of time.
She already Knows all his thoughts,
and the neighbors keep her in
formed of his actions"
The globe-independent. (Hagerstown, Md.) 1943-19??, 1950-06-01
Always The Cavalier

The defendant acknowledged that
he hadn't spoken to his wife in five
years, and the judge put in a ques-
ton.
"What explanation have you," he
asked severely, ''for not speaking
to your wife in five years?"
''Your Honor" replied the hus-
band, ST didn't like to interrupt the
lady.''
The globe-independent. (Hagerstown, Md.) 1943-19??, 1950-06-01

Franz Joseph Haydn composed
more than 400 major compositions
during his lifetime.
Evening star., 1950-09-29


room marked Ladies" just as they
emerged from the kitchen. She
wore a glittering sequin evening
gown and in her makeup was, as
Shayne had SurmiSed that morn
ing, an exceedingly attractive
piece of lush womanhood. She
started warm smile for Zenro
but it faded when she recognized
Shayne behind him. She put her
hand on Grant zenro's arm.
That's the insurance man ]
was telling you about"
Zenro stared at her, then looked
back at Shayne. do you mean
Mr.. Shayne?"
He told me his name was Null
rooney or something"
zenro gave her a little push and
said quietly. go on to work,
Laura. I'll take care of this"
He turned to the right and
opened a door marked Private. "
It was a big Office with modern
istic furnishings and soft, indirect
lighting. Shayne sat down.
Grant Zenro walked past him
and around the desk. He leaned
forward with his knuckles on the
Evening star., 1950-09-29

glass top. "All right, Shayne.
What kind of a si1akedown are
you working on?"
Shayne shook his red head.
This isn't shakedown."
Are you working for the insur-
ance company-trying to prove
Dinky Moore's death a suicide to
evade payment"
Shayne shook his head again.
"On the contrary. I'm going to
prove Dinky was murdered"
zenro sat down slowly. Does
that tie in with your shopping
around my kitchen?"
Shayne said, 81 think it does"
zenro put cigar in his mouth.
"How?"
'Dinky drove your station wagon
last night
Without my knowledge or per-
mission"
Maybe So" shayne's tone was
| 4IO1ICOI11l1l1tJdl.
zenro countered, "I reported it
stolen this morning."
Shayne didn't say anything.
Jukebox music came family
through the closed Office door.
Grant Zenro asked, What are you
trying to prove?"
Shayne said, There must be q
nice profit in ham and eggs-at a
buck fifty throw. when you get
'em from the Army"
zenro sighed. He said, so, all
right. Maybe some of the boys
pick UP a can sometimes to trade
of for the price of an evenings
fun. Can I help it If maybe my
cook makes deal?"
"An occasional deal like that
wouldn't be anything to raise too
much hell about" Shayne agreed.
But when murder gets mixed up
with it, that's something else"
II don't know anything about
Dinky Moore getting bumped.
don't know what he was doing
with my station wagon, nor why
he was out there"
"But 1t wasn't inconvenient, +"
Shayne said quietly. "It must
have cramped your style-having
a jealous husband around under
foot all the time"
zenro's black eyes blazed hotly.
What are you after?"
"Dinky Moore's murderer"
Grant Zenro nodded slowly.
His smooth. clean features were
impassive. Nothing more?"
That's all I'm after. Look" !"
Michael Shayne leaned forward.
"If some flfty-a-month buck pri-
vate picks up an occasional can of
Army ham and wants to trade it
off for your rot-gut. I'm not going
to make a stink"
Fair enough" said Zenro
equally. I'll see what I can do
about the other" He paused, tap
tping manicured nails on the glass
desk top. What have you got?"
you could have sent him out
Evening star., 1950-09-29

there-as you've sent some Of YOU
girl out to keep date when the
right man was on guard"
GO on"
Shayne spread out his hands
That's about ALL" he confessed
"Dinky drove your wagon out ano
parked it down the road; walked
up to the gate thinking the fiz
was on and expecting the gate tc
be opened for him. He had been
told that's what to expect-by
some one. He walked into il
blind"
zenro's upper lip twitched. "Dc
you think you can hang it on me?'
IT don't know" The redhead
frowned. II can prove motive and
opportunity. You never know how
a jury will react"
But you can ruin me-" said
zenro bitterly. And my business
just by bringing me to trial"
That's about the way it is"
you'd frame your grandmoth-
er, wouldn't you, Shayne?"
This isn't any frame. I'm talk
ing about facts"
Suppose gave you a soldier
that had made deal with Dinky
To come out there at night while
he was on guard at the gate and
deliver him some stuff-hams,
say?"
Shayne rubbed his jaw thought
fully. II need a motive"
How about Laura?"
"Do you mean she's in love with
this soldier?"
"He could be in love with her"
zenro's voice was harsh. Lots
of them are" He laughed short
ly. kids away from home"
Here's something that would
Evening star., 1950-09-29

THE STORY THUS FAR: Michae
ehayne Is called by Capt. OFT Of Military
Intelligence to investigate the shooting. OF
ptnky Moore, 2 civilian, by Pvt jim
while 6hs latter wss on bsss saaTS
widow, and learns she dances at the Lido
Q ntsht club patronized. by soldiers from
the post, He learns that Dinky didn't
work; that he was Jealous of his, his wife. if:
insurance: Shayne discovers that on the
night Of his death Dinky drove station
wagon reported stolen from the Lido
Pvt: Murtry tells Shayne that Pvt. Dave
night Of the killing It DEVELOPS that !
PIX the afternoon Of the killing. Laski
thinks the call was made by Carson
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY.
CHAPTER v.
It was not yet quite dark but
the Lido was already doing q
brisk business. A iukebox was
going full blast beyond the cur
tanned doorway. and Shayne
strolled back to take a look inside
It was a large square room. lined
all the way around the four walls
with wooden booths. There were
q scattering Of soldiers already in
the booths, and two couples were
dancing.
Shayne turned back into the
barroom and got close enough to
Evening star., 1950-09-29

the bar to order a double shot of
brandy. The soldier seated in
front Of him was working on a
large slice Of fried ham and a
pair of fried eggs. Shayne told
the bartender angrily:
II tried to buy q piece of ham
IN here this morning and got the
brush-off. What do you do, save
it for the soldiers?"
I'VE was out" the bartender
said. "Just got that in. An it
won't last more'n a couple Of
hours"
The ham-eating soldier turned
his head and grinned up at
Shayne. Join the Army. We
get ham every morning in camp
Not cooked like this though. Same
ham. too. betcha. What an
Army cook does to good chow Is
nobody's business"
Shayne drank his brandy. He
paid for the drink and went ia
the end OF the bar and through a
swinging door into the kitchen
A sweating cook glanced UP and
scowled at him.
Shayne said, "City health in
SpectOr," and flashed his defec-
tive's badge.
The cooks scowl deepened. He
said. Go ahead and look around
I run my kitchen clean"
Shayne, strolled around, wonder
ing. what a health inspector was
supposed to pry into. He finally
asked. How do you dispose Of
your empty tin cans?" I
I'm that box by the door" The
cook pointed.
Shayne went over to the box
A large kidney-shaped can lay
on top Of the rest. It smelled OF
ham.
He picked it up and looked at
the bottom. It was stamped
o. s. A. Quartermaster Corps. He
dropped it in the box and turned
to go out. His way was blocked
by man as tall as himself who
had come up behind him sound
lessly. He recognized Grant Zen
70. proprietor of the Lido.
Zenro said, "Is the detecting
business so bad that you've started
looking through garbage barrels
Shamus?"
Shayne said, 1.-THE detecting
business is looking UP. I've beer
wondering where you got youl
hams"
Grant Zenro smiled with his
lips, but his eyes were humid
Perhaps you'd like to talk this
over in my Office"
Shayne said, Sure"
Zenro turned and, led the way
out Of the kitchen through-a Side
door opening into the dance room
Laura Moore came out Of q
Evening star., 1950-09-29

be better" Shayne stared down
at his cigarette. IF she'd led the
kid on--promised to marry him.
maybe. That would tie 1t UP in
a knot. With the insurance
money as an additional incen-
tive"
Damn you. Shayne! So you
are working for the insurance
company?"
"Why no." shayne looked sur
prised. II told you-"
Zenro exploded, "The hell with
what you told me. That'd be as
good as suicide. wouldn't 1t? She
can't collect if you frame her into
position as accessory"
II hadn't thought about that" /"
Nuts" Grant Zenro stood up.
Get out of here"
Michael Shayne remained seat
ed. He stretched his long legs
out in front of him and contem-
plated the toes of his shoes. i've
still got you for a fall guy. A
phone call was made here from
the army camp last night. Know
anything about it?"
Should n"
'It might help" Shayne said
blandly. IF 1t was for Dinky-
and If you happened to answer the
phone yourself. You might recog-
nize the voice." He stood up and
yawned. Think it over" He
opened the door and went out.
What has Zenro to do 1Dith
Dinky'S murder? Don't miss to-
morrot0's startling conclusion.)
(Copyright. Brett Halliday; Distributed
by King Features Syndicate)
Evening star., 1950-09-29
Gateway to Death
By Brett HolIidoy

Of q n Others
Evening star., 1950-04-12
MiddIeburg Races Headline
Weekend Card of 3 Shows

hunters" first-flight hunters and
best-hunting performance. The
show will be held on S. H. r.
Fred's Sunny Bank Farm. near
Middleburg. with proceeds accru-
ing TO the Loudoun Fauouier
Health Center.
Juniors will take over for the
Washington Bride Trails Associ-
atoms first activity of a we'll
planned season. The event is the
first Of a series of two limited TO
ASSOC tor members who have not
reached their 18th birthday. A
eara championship trophy will
be awarded to the mount that
scores the greatest number Of
points In both shows. Glasses are
listed for junior hacks. warm-up
jumpers. working hunters. handy
jumpers. hunter hacks and open
jumpers. The event will start at
10 o'clock at the Equitation Field
in Rock Greek Park and there will
be no charges Of any kind either
to exhibitors or spectators.
The juniors responsible for the
show are Sally Blauner, Bruce
Fales. jr.. Barbara Gravely. Joan
Ostrow and Joe Smith. Joseph E.
Burns is the chairman and may
be reached at Sligo s997 for ad-
ditional information.
Evening star., 1950-04-12
GIobetrotters Victors
Before 1890 Fans
BY the Asseciofed Press

DENVER, April 12.- Harlem s
Globetrotters rambled out in front
in the last quarter last night to
defeat the College All-Stars. 65-
so, for the sixth win in 10 games
in their coast-to-coast series.
A crowd of 1890, largest ever to
see q basketball game in Denver,
watched the Globetrotters make
it two in 9 row over the collegians
for the first time in the tour.
Sweetwater Clifton, Charles
Cooper and Hugh Cumberland
scored the baskets that pulled the
Trotters ahead in the last 10 min
utes, and Marques Haynes, their
dribbling expert, stalled out a good
part of the last four minutes.
The Globetrotters held a 1887
halftime lead. Goose Tatum, Cliff
ton and Ermer Robinson paced
their f1rst-half attack, while Paul
Arizin, Joe Nelson and Gary Gala
brese were top scorers for the
Al-StarS.
The collegians went ahead in
the third period, 52-48. on shots
by Don Rehfeldt and Bill Erick-
son. Haynes tied the score at
52-all with a minute to 60 in the
period.
Clifton with 13 points and Rob-
inson with II were high for the
Trotters and Nelson with IL and
Arizin with II paced the All-Stars