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Evening star., 1963-09-29

a time to show UP at a party
with a blank check, this will
be It!
On Friday Mr.. and Mrs.
woods and Mr.. and Mrs.
Schweitzer, who are two of
the more attractive couples
In Washington by the way,
will wind UP the annual
meeting with a buffet lunch
con at the Shoreham. If
the rest Of us haven't picked
up anything for our piggy
banks by that time, we may
as well throw in the towel.
FRANK WALDROP has
finished his analytical bio
graphy of the late Col. Rob-
ert Mccormick and 1t will be
published In early 1854. It
will prob bly, be called
Mccormick Of Chicago" II
am not trying to prove he is
a hero or a villain" said
Frank, "but what made him
tick" The book will de-
scribe In detail the transac-
tion involving g the sale Of
the Washington Times Her.
aid to the Washington Post
Frank was one of the men
Cissy Patterson willed the
Times Herald to and who
subsequently sold 1t to Col.
Mccormick.
CISSY PATTERSON, the
colorful woman who bossed
the Times Herald in the
real sense Of the word, is the
subject of not one but two
biographies now in the mill.
Paul Healy, author of Sena-
tor Burton Wheeler's biogra-
ply, Yankee from the
West" is writing one for
Doubleday. And the other is
being written by Cissy's own
great-niece, Alice Albright
Hoge, wife Of James r. Hoge
who's In the Washington bu.
reau Of the Chicago SUM-
Times.
A Radcliffe graduate Of
1851 and the first girl ever to
be on the staff Of the Grim
son, Alice Is the gran d.
daughter Of Joseph Patterson
and the daughter Of jose
phine Patterson who married
Ivan Albright, the painter.
WASHINGTON HOSTESS
Scottie Lana h a n was sur
prise d and displeased with
the front cover billing
McCall's gave the letters she
received from her father, F.
Scott Fitzgerald. The letters
in the current issue of the
m a agazine were full Of the
kind Of advice any highly lit
crate man might give his
Evening star., 1963-09-29
Miss Wheeler,
Mr.. David
Are Engaged

Mr.. and Mrs. Emory Ar
lington Wheeler announce
the engage m ent of their
daughter Helen Galley to
Mr.. Robert F. David, son Of
Mr.. and Mrs. Harold H. Da-
vid. A December wedding is
planned.
Miss Wheeler was gradual
ed from Mount Vernon Sem
mary, Sullins College and
the American University.
She made her debut in 1857
at the Thanksgiving Cotillion
and at the Chevy Chase
Club. She is the gran d.
daughter Of the late Mr.. and
Mrs. George w. Wheeler and
the late Mr.. and Mrs. H.
Prescott Galley.
Mr.. David was graduated
from Mercersburg Academy
and attended Florida State
University and the American
University.
Evening star., 1963-09-29

d1lO 4AAOCAinVAOAA0A WOAACVuAJ y
Fund. Their delegates from
around the world, already
gathered in town today, open
their annual meeting tomor-
row.
To show you what a posh
thing this Is the engraved
invitations to the first off,
cial reception rea d as fol-
lows: "On the occasion of the
Annual Meetings of the
Boards Of Governors, The
Chairmen request the pleas
ure Of the company Of Mr..
and Mrs. Blank at o recep-
ton, Monday. the thirtieth of
September from six to eight
O'Clock, The Cotillion Room,
Sheraton Park Hotel. Please
present this invitation at the
door"
That's 1t. No indication
whatsoever on invitation or
envelope as to which boards
of governors or what chair
men! It's taken for granted
that all those invited will au-
tomatically know. If tn a t
isn't posh. what is?
Actually the entertaining
schedule started last mig h t
with Mexican n Ambassador
and Mrs. Garlic Flores re-
ception for Mexican finan-
ciers attending the confer
ence. 1t will continue tonight
with the dinner given by Bel
gian Ambassador and Nine.
Scheyven for their Minister
of Finance and National Bank
governor and their wives.
On Tuesday Tunisian Am
bassador and Mrs. Bourgui-
ba, jr. and Moroccan Ambas-
sador and Mrs. Bengelloun
will give their first parties of
the new season in honor Of
their respective finance min
listers. Each will be o cocktail
reception. That's the same
night, by the way. that Presi-
dent K enn e dy honors the
Emperor Of Ethiopia OF q
White House dinner.
THE CHAIRM Z N s."
wives, Mrs. George Woods,
whose husband heads the
World Bank, and Mrs.
Pierre Paul Schweitzer Of the
fund, will be hostesses at a
luncheon and fashion show
at the Shoreham Hotel on
Wednesday. And that eve
ming between 6 and 8 Secre-
tary Of the Ire easury and
Mrs. Dillon will be hosts at a
reception for all the visiting
governors Of the fund, the
bank, the International FL
nance Corporation and the
International D evelop pment
Association. II there was ever
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est which I'm sure are listed
in books are FL Palacio de
Bellas Artes (try to see an
opera while there), the Latin
American Tower, the Socolo,
the Shrine of the Virgin of
Guadalupe, and Colonia Co
yoacan Can interesting
Greenwich Village type coll
ony near the University
Fun nightspots are the
Villa Fontana, the Conrad
Hilton Cat midnight fire.
works go off the roof that
pass the windows like electric
rain), and the Catacombas.
The most beautiful place
to me is FL Desierto de los
Liones. You will have no
trouble getting directions
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ing 3 hours on one Of the
Eastern Shore beaches, you
will be sick and exhausted
after / hour on one of the
beaches in Acapulco.
I learned my lesson the
hard way. BY properly pre-
pairing yourself to Withstand
the heat you will find it
most romantic and exciting.
Since Acapulco is so
crammed with interesting
places (and it's only 5 square
miles, I don't think you'll
need too much advice on
where to go and what to do.
The temperatures often
soar to 120-and the con-
sequent dress Of the natives
Is quite skimpy-just be well
stocked with light weight
sports wear and sandals. For
any night spot q light sun
dress Is all you'd need for
evening.
If possible, while there, In
quire from natives II you can
take q yachting trip. Also,
be sure to go to the Ski
Club and go water skiing.
If you don't know how to do
this, instructors are avail
able. For a small fee you will
find yourself skiing in no
time. The water is so salty
1t almost holds you up by it
self.
In other parts Of Mexico.
which is surprisingly cool
OTIS 1000 feet above sea
leveD - clothes are worn
much like we wear here on
a suny dry day Of rs degrees.
You will be there for part
Of the rainy season, when
a drizzle usually occurs at
midday. This is not so bad
as 1t sounds-the sky still
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READERS CLEARING HOUSE

place in Mexico is only 80
miles outside of Mexico City.
It's called Toluca.
The Thieves Market in the
District is also interesting.
Also, a tiny town called
Chinconcuac which is not in
tourists books lies fairly
near to Mexico City There
for $500 you can buy beau
tiful hand made sweaters in
the homes of several in
habitants. It's a town of per-
haps 500 and you will be
able to find 1t on the map.
Also, be sure to see the
University of Mexico-which
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and it is the site of an an
cient convent high on the top
of a mountain. The drive is
beautiful, and the place will
create an everlasting impress
sion for its serene and
breathless atmosphere.
1t will also be nice II you
can get to Cuernavaca, for
it's still quite provincial and
is only about 30 miles out of
the city.
I would definitely advise
renting a car while there. It's
worth the expense to feel the
complete freedom Of mobil-
ity.
I'm sure you'll have a good
time. Remember, it's chilly
in the evenings and you'll
definitely need a sweater.
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remains sunny and the rain
is often over in a matter of
minutes.
II you like to bargain for
goods, the largest market
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Tips on Visiting Mexico and Acapulco
To Mrs. F. S. H., FGirtGT
From Miss J. A. S., Washington

Having spent seven months in Mexico, with
frequent trips to Acapulco believe can give you
some useful information about spots to see and
clothes to wear.
My first piece of advice is to acquire good tan
before Won leave If YOU would be burnt by spend
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1963-07-26

"Mrs. Merkin told me she
admired your even dis
position-always sullen."
is a huge, impressive autono-
nous school.
Other main spots Of inter-
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It's q tonic see the new fall
fashion orrivols with fresh and
exciting ideas. They'll give you
q lift!
Tundra times., 1963-05-20
Bleak, DesOlate
 The Beauty of the Tundra

watch the light fade into pitch dark ness in few minutes and then one can see nothing at all.
 But above all this, the loneliness is awesome. It works its way into the heart of traveller or visitor, snatching up every corner of the heart till it is ready to burst. It preys on scenes where the wind helps in its weary way, blowing sand or snow across a road which is the only sign of life that had been there.
 It is silent. Occasionally ravens cav pierces the air, but that is all. The wind speeds on toward an un- known destination as if it were late. It is frightening but it brings one just as close to nature as would a beautiful scene of trees and a lake. The only thing missing is companionship. The loneliness creeps in, twisting its fingers around one till he almost smothers.
 Yes, it is beautiful in it's desola- tion - in it's bleakness. The empty sky and dead earth will drive one to love it anyway.
Tundra times., 1963-05-20
By Peggy Hale Bethel High School

(Reprinted from Aurora BOrealis)
 Desolate! That's what it is, bleak and desolate! But it is beautiful in its desolation.
 In the spring and summer the mosquitoes and sand and driving wind are made up for by the beau tiful long days with the bluest skies and the many greens that the earth wears, spotted here and there with kapok and blueberry patches. But nothing makes up for the lone illness of a country without trees Not one tree for miles. The ravens or foxes cannot make up for it - not at all.
 When summer leaves, the snoWs come to give the land a white blanket and the land becomes bleak. The gray skies blend perfectly with the snowy earth and it all becomes one. The days are shortened to one or two hours at best. The night comes quickly but sunset is lost because the sun is covered and never breaks through. One can
Tundra times., 1963-05-20
By Howard Rock Times Editor


 My Uncle Nayukuk. that February morning many years ago. went hunting, net that he wanted to but he was under duress to do so. His wife, my Aunt Mumangeena, had given him a barrage of invectives on his lack of initiative the night before.
 As had been said in earlier articles. Uncle Nayukuk was some what adverse toWork and he was the same way when it came to hunting. He tried to do as little as possible but took care not to ere ate any serious crises in the little household.
 It was true that his wife allowed him to stay home quite a number of times when he made excuses however impractical. Aunt Muman- geena was not tyranical as she may have seemed but she was rather tolerable under the circumstances = but only up to certain point.
 When her husband began to make too many excuses, she became pro- gressively vehement. I found my self tending tC> side with Muman- geena at such times but it was not my place to voice opinions; I wasn't allowed to do so. Respect for ones elders was thoroughly taught. But l did think Uncle Nayukuk should have hunted more than he did.
 Good Looking Man
 To take first look of Uncle Ma yukuk would impress one of man of some dignity, a man with good features, intellidant eyes, rather large for an Eskimo man, straight nose. At this particular time he was around Al years old. The most distinguished feature of Uncle Ma yukuk was his black mustache. one that fell somewhat short of being a Walrus mustache.
 He had good stature and stood five feet seven inches. He was a man who smiled rarely. In all, he was a good appearing man but this quality was lessened to a degree by his reticent nature. He didn't mix too well with people.
 Cold Morning
 l arose early as did Nayukuk and Mumangeena as usual. Mumangee- na said, Go out and see how the weather is" I had been under train ing to observe wind directions. cloud formations, and the velocity of the wind. These things, along with other rigorous training, were required of boys in our village to prepare them for hunters of the future.
 The skies were cloudless and the stars shone brightly in the pre- dawn darkness. There was a slight breeze from the north The tempera-
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ture was around 25 below zero. It was an ideal day for hunting.
 Weather Report
 l went back into the little sod igloo and made my weather report. Mumangeena was preparing break fast. From somewhere in the house she had brought out a piece of slab bacon she has somehow procured and saved for a special occasion. She was cooking the slices of bacon, probably to lessen the sting of her tirade directed at Uncle Nayukuk the night before. She cooked sour- dough hotcakes and strong coffee to go with them. It was fine breakfast.
 Mumangeena was very kind that morning, almost overly so. She asked her husband whether he wanted additional helpings. She did the same for me because I had done my duty to her satisfaction. The main reason for her attentiveness was. of course, her husband was going hunting.
 DOnned Parkas
 After eating. Uncle Nayukuk si- lently began to get ready to go with Mumangeena helping all she could He donned his threelayer parka, light under parka of rein deer fawn skin, main parka of grown reindeer skin, and white calico -parka.
 He put his 30-30 carbine in its sealskin scabbard. He stuffed his heaving line, meat for lunch, and carton of cartridges into his seal skin pack sack He picked his hunt ing gear up and went out through the low tiny door, stopping as he did so.
 Once outside. he scanned the skies carefully and checked the wind di- rection. Satisfied. he flung his rifle and pack sack around his shoulders by straps.
 Away For The Hunt
 In February, daylight was still short Hunters left early in the morning in order to utilize fully the abbreviated daylight. By the time they were in likely hunting areas it was usually bright enough to hunt.
 Uncle Nayukuk set out towards the north beach, then on to the hummocked ice next to the shore. He headed in the general direction of northwest. He made his path skirting ice ridges. The wind died down and there was great stiffness all around.
 As he walked on. the only sound was the crunch and squeak of his mukluks with each step on the packed snow. The sounds seemed thunderous in the great silence around him. He felt alone on the gray-green expanse of Arctic ice
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. electric. Uncle Nayukuk had felt this same atmosphere in previous times but he felt it more keenly that morning. It was the kind that raised the hair on the back of ones neck.
 Rose Purple Dawn
 As he walked due north, the peep of dawn began to steal up from the southern horizon behind him. For a lengthy period it did not make appreciable difference in the cover of darkness. Gradually. it created half light of rose purple on the wide expanse of hummocked ice ahead. The types of jagged ice ridges began to loom out of the ice base in an eerie purple cast against the dark blue sky on the northern horizon.
 Uncle Nayukuk walked, his muk- luks crunch-crunching on the snow. The sound of his walk was disturb ing. He wished that he could still the noise so that he could blend with the silence around him.
 It was now light enough so he could see quite well. Some 75 yards ahead of him was a lofty ice ridge than ran roughly toward the south east. He changed his direction to the east to go around it, to head northwest once more.
 AwesOme Silence
 The wind had died down to mo- thingness enhancing the awesome silence. He felt as if the Chukchi Sea was holding it's breath to see what was going to happen. Uncle Nayukuk approached the end of the ridge. He noticed that it was re- gently formed. The edges of the four-foot thick ice we're jagged and piled helter- -skelter by great pressure created by the current of the Chukchi.
 The hunter turned to skirt the ridge and then - the great silence was suddenly shattered by deafen- ing roar! Twenty feet directly in front of him was giant polar bear! It reared up on it's massive hind legs with amazing agility and lowered over him snarling furious ly, It then bumped its great back, kicked powerfully with its hind legs and charged!
 What happened from the instant the giant bear roared took only second or two.
 No Time
 During one of his rare utter ances, Uncle Nayukuk related:
 There was no time to pull my rifle out of the scabbard. I knew l had no chance if I tried to dodge either to the right or left of the charging bear. A polar bear is ex- tremely fast in striking with either of it's fore legs. There was not a IiidilSe lo lull DdCh II Ofll lllIIl.
 Pausing briefly, he continued, Tt amazes me how clearly I was think ing during the short instant. There was only one thing to do that might | save my life and I took it."
 Dived Through Legs
 Instantly bracing his legs, Uncle Nayukuk dived headlong aiming Or the space between the legs of he on-coming bear. He landed on 1is face in the snow. As he did so 1e felt sharp pressure on his right lib cage.
 He looked back quickly at the pear over the crook of his left el- DOW He was wary of the bear that ,an double back almost instantly if t turned to it's left and would charge again. He was relieved when he saw the bear numbering ahead turning gradually to the right snarl- ing wickedly as it went. (Accord- ing to Eskimos, polar bear can turn instantly to the left, but for some reason the right turn it makes is rather gradual)
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ll Sdll lldNCioC tiiC IodSii oA'i i'NN with ease where man or other ani- mals have difficulty.
 Nayukuk could see the numbering bear through lndented spaces of the hummocked ice. He raised his rifle and aimed for the massive right shoulder. The bullet hit the mark paralyzing the right leg. On the impact the great animal summer saulted in it's tracks When it stop ped, it attempted to get up but fell back repeatedly roaring terri ply as it did.
 The Kill
 Nayukuk edged closer to the agi- tated bear and shot aiming for the head. The roaring stopped abruptly. The huge beast stiffened and fell slowly on the snow covered ice It convulsed and then was still The hunter shot another bullet into the head to be sure.
 He quickly looked around for his icepick rod that was quickly dis carded during the sudden action. He picked it up and grabbed it near the hooked end with his left hand. He retained his rifle with his right hand for instant use if necessary.
 He walked cautiously to the pros trate animal and started to prod it on it's tender spots. There was no response Uncle Nayukuk had cap- tured the polar bear.
 Marvelled At Kill
 He sat down rather wearily on a ledge of an ice hummock nearby, filled his pipe and smoked. From where he sat, he surveyed the ami mal. He marveled at the size of it. He doubted that anyone living in the village had ever seen one that large.
 Uncle Nayukuk commenced to skin the huge beast. Due to the size of the bear, it took him quite a while to complete the job.
 The day was Saturday and I was not at school. At my Aunt Mu- mangeena's bidding I had been chopping wood. As I wielded the heavy axe, I saw Uncle Nayukuk emerge over the north bank pulling hard on something he was dragging. When he pulled it over the bank I knew it was the skin of a polar bear from it's yellowish white color.
 I scrambled up to the roof sky light and hollered down to Aunt Mumangeena, Uncle Nayukuk has got a polar bear!'
 I could hear my aunt excitedly saying things I couldn't understand as I tumbled down the slope of our sod igloo to run to meet Uncle Ma yukuk. When I got to him, he smil- ed but didn't say a word. I excited ly asked him questions why the three layers of parkas were torn to shreds on his right side. He simply said, "Ill tell you later" I could plainly see the nail marks which, I was sure, were made by the bear
 Happy Return
 I helped him pull the huge bear skin to our sCd ogloo. Aunt Muman- geena was out of the house walking slowly toward us smiling and mak- ing unintelligible happy sounds. As we came closer I noticed that there were tears in her eyes. They were happy tears, to be sure, I thought that she, perhaps, was feeling a bit remorseful about things she had said to Uncle Nayukuk the night before, during the heat of frustra- ton on his lack of initiative.
 Here he was, bringing home one of the most prized takes expected of hunter. It would have helped matters bit perhaps. if Uncle Ma yukuk had taken advantage of the situation and capitalized on it by retorting, Woman, what do you say to what I've done today?" h. stead, he acted as he always had -
Tundra times., 1963-05-20
 THE SHY ESKIMO WHO KILL THE GIANT POLAR BEAR

the igloo and number of people followed. including Mumangeena, Nayukuk and myself. Once inside the group waited for the hunter to tell the story. It was clear that Uncle Nayukuk was having diffi- culty beginning. He was visibly shy and embarrassed.
 Quiet Story
 After lengthy period, he began to tell of his ordeal shyly and quiet ly. It was apparent that he felt ob- ligated to the people around him. He told it in detail. It was amazing to listen to the man of few words telling of the event in quietly dra- matic manner. It was also amazing to listen to so many words coming man.
 "When I dived and landed in the snow, 1 felt sharp pressure on my lower right chest. I hoped it wasn't serious. The left hind leg of the bear came down on me just missing my ribs.' Uncle Nayukuk explain ed the tear in his parkas.
 He concluded, Not knowing. of course, that there was a bear be. hind the ridge, I went around it. The bear had been hunting seal by a seal breathing hole - and I had disturbed it."
 Some Skeptics
 At the conclusion there was a noticeable atmosphere of awe in the room. This soon spread through the whole village. Uncle Nayukuk be- came hero, but not all at once. Some people were skeptical of the truthfulness of the encounter, in- cluding my father.
 Next day, he and some other hunters went to investigate the scene of action. The proof was con- elusive. The tracks. the seal breath ing hole. the distance of the charge, the imprint of Uncle Nayukuk on the snow when he dived, and the track of the bear in the vicinity of the rib cage, were all there.
 Yes. Uncle Nayukuk became the hero of Point Hope. Boys, like my self, who expected him to act like one were disappointed. He didn't strut or brag about his exploit. He was exactly the same man as be- fore mild hammered, retlcent. l probably got more out of 1t than did Uncle Nayukuk. l told of the daring deed to my young friends time and again and basked in re. flected glory.
 Preparing Skin
 Aunt Mumangeena, along with her sister Keshorna, my mother, and another woman, cleaned the excess tissues off the huge skin. When that was done, the skin was taken short distance out on the ice where a hole had been made and dunked in sea water. When it was pulled out. and some other boys stomp ed on it in cold powdery snow to clean the hair of oil and dirt.
 When it was sufficiently dry, we dragged it up to the top of high ice ridge where a long sloping snow drift had formed and slid down with it. This was encouraged because it helped to clean the hair more thoroughly We did this time and again and had wonderful time.
 It was taken back to the igloo to thaw out The next day it was spread out on hard packed snow and begged to freeze dry and then it was measured.
 Mammoth Sale
 When it was finnally dry, Uncle Nayukuk and Aunt Mumangeena sold it to the native store. They were paid $62.50, most money ever paid for a polar bear skin.
 At five dollars foot, current nrice af tho time TIncle Nayllkllk'S
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the igloo and number of people followed, including Mumangeena, Nayukuk and myself. Once inside the group waited for the hunter to tell the story. It was clear that Uncle Nayukuk was having diffi- culty beginning. He was visibly shy and embarrassed.