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WHO’S
NEWS
THIS
WEEK
By LEMUEL F. PARTON
NEW YORK.—At the old beanery
for the hired help in the New
York World building, a few years
ago, there was quite a stir and
stew of ambi
Dream Book tion. Swapping
‘ Came Through dreams, one
At Advertited Maxwell Ander
son was going to
write a play; Louis Weitzenkorn had
the same idea; big, jovial Phil Stong
had written 16 novels, to the quite
considerable indifference of all pub
lishers, but Mr. Stong said all this
was just a little' practice workout
and he promised to deliver later on.
Swarthy, saturnine James Cain
thought he might have the making
of a book or two in his system, but
said little about it. Young, whippy
.Dudley Nichols, a demon reporter,
trained as an engineer, had a writ
ing career neatly blue-printed. Paul
Sifton, burned up by social injus
tice, was going to write a few plays
and tear the lid off things in gen
eral. Ben Burman, whom Phil Stong
could carry around in his pocket,
was going to be a bell-ringing nov
elist.
A kindly Destiny presided over
the old beanery. The above play
wrights, novelists and Holly
wood big shots probably could
lg have bought the then sinking
world with their collective re
sources of today—although Mr.
Sifton, after pulling two or three
lurid Broadway plays, now is
sunk voluntarily in the some
what undramatic federal wage
board, as its assistant director.
The spot news of this chronicle is
that Mr. Burman has been honored
with the Southern Authors award for
his recently published novel, “Blow
for a Landing.” This is the highest
literary award in the gift of the
South, in which non-fiction also was
judged. His previous books include
“Steamboat Round the Bend,”
which became Will Rogers’ last
screen play, and several other Mis
sissippi yarns. He has more or
less of a personal copyright on river
tales.
Mr. Burman once told me how his
dream was almost sidetracked. He
quit the World, to become an author
—with no luck, and, at long last,
only a dime. The fragrance of fresh
ly bakfed buns in a shop window de
throned his reason and he shot the
dime for four buns. Back in his
garret he found a letter from a
magazine, saying they liked his
“Minstrels of the Mist,” which they
had had for months, and which he
had given up as lost. Would he
come up and consult them on a mi
nor change? He would, but lacked
carfare.
He had seen a pretty girl In a
nearby studio. He didn’t know
her, but he told her his troubles.
She was similarly situated, but
staked him to three two-cent
stamps. He raised a nickel on
them at a stationery store, saw
the editor and got not only a
check, but a big hand on his
story.
And, naturally, he returned
and married the pretty girl, who
thereafter illustrated his books
as they traversed, not only his
pet river, but Damascus, the Sa
hara desert, Bagdad and other
such mother-lodes of literary
raw material.
LOUIS SHATTUCK CATES, sil
ver-gray and semi-corpulent,
heavy-spoken and decisive, is a
Bourbon whose Wall Street office
looks out over
Miners Salute the House of
Topnotcher in Morgan and the
Copper World New York Stock
exchange, «nd
yet thousands of small mining men
up and down the Rocky mountains
today are sending him congratula
tions.
The American Institute of
Mining and Metallurgical Engi
neers awards him the William
Lawrence Saunders gold medal
for “signal accomplishment” In
mining and metallurgical enter
prises. This honor goes to Mr.
Cates as a depression-made
leader in the copper industry.
His methods have facilitated
copper recovery from low-grade
ore. However, much of the
cheering comes from the small
mining men of the West for his
successful efforts for a four
cents-a-pound import tax on for
eign copper.
He is a miner’s miner and no
swivel-chair industrial captain—this
57-year-old president of a $350,000,
000 corporation. For every mile of
bridle path which he may ride in
suburban Connecticut today, he has
spent long hours in the saddle years
ago, directing mining operations in
Utah and Arizona. He is M. I. T.,
1902, a native of Boston. His dos
sier clicks off “timekeeper, shift
boss, foreman, superintendent, gen
eral manager, vice president and
president of the Phelps Dodge
Corp.”—and now a medal.
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WNU Service.
CHIMP SCHOLAR
“It’s a scream,” says Jimmy, St.
Louis zoo chimpanzee, of the comic
strip he has just finished reading.
And Jimmy knows, he's created
many a laugh with his own antics.
Two Famous Indians Meet Down South
Bob Feller, strike-out king of the American league and prodigy of
the Cleveland Indians, meets Larry Napoleon Lajole, right, one of the
greatest second basemen in the history of baseball, and former Indian.
Lajole von a place in baseball's hall of fame at Cooperstown, N. Y.
Records Millionth Degree Temperature Change
Chemists at Northwestern univer-<$>
sity, Evanston, III., have invented
an instrument that will measure
temperature changes down to a mil
lionth of a degree. This micro
callmeter can measure the amount
of heat produced when sugar dis
solves in water. The temperature
changes are recorded on a scale so
enlarged that one degree would
equal a mile. Photograph shows Dr.
Hugh Pickard at the recording chart
as Professor Frank Gucker studies
the sealed vessels used in an experi
ment. The other inventor is Dr.
Ralph Planck.
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Chicago Paralyzed
When Storm Strikes
Thousands of Chicago motorists
found their cars buried deep In
banks of snow recently when one of
the worst storms in the city’s his
tory crippled all surface traffic. Ap
proximately 15 inches of snow,
whipped by high winds, marooned
workers In residential areas. The
blinding blizzard resulted in three
train wrecks within the city.
When Nazi Storm Troopers Terrorized Jews
During the sporadic wave of attacks on Jews in the Third Reich in 1938, members of the Nazi party fre
quently made pictures of the persecutions and sold them in shops. When the attacks were banned, all pictures
were ordered destroyed. These pictures, purported to have been made by Nazis, recently arrived here. The
man pictured at the left is being compelled to sweep the street. When he resisted he was forced by Storm Troop
ers to climb into the wheelbarrow. Another suspect jvas made to push him through the streeta.
Tiny Mercury Arc Lamp Will Light Airport
A new mercury arc lamp, about 3>
the size of a kitchen match, which
alone will light an airfield, being
demonstrated by Cornelius Bol, re
search scientist at Stanford univer
sity, Palo Alto, Calif., who devel
oped the light. It is in a tiny mer-'
cury vapor tube of quartz, and is
encased by an outer tube containing
water at high pressure to keep It
from bursting. The light generates
a temperature within of 4,004 de
grees greater than the sun’s surface
in an interior pressure of 15,000
pounds per square inch.
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YoiTre Seeing It
For the First Time
Charlie Peterson of St. Louis, Mo.,
fancy billiard shot champion of the
world, after trying for two hours,
balances three billiard balls atop
one another on a billiard table dur
ing a New York exhibition. He
claims he is the only one to do this
trick, and admitted that this was the
only photograph ever made of him
performing it successfully.
Paralysis Victims Open Co-Operative Shop
Fourteen young men, all oi whom were crippled by the 1916 infantile
paralysis epidemic, have opened a multigraphing shop in New York,
where they plan campaign letters, make layouts and do address work.
All are high school graduates, and several have college educations. They
obtained capital for their enterprise by forming an orchestra and playing
for dances. Due to their physical condition they were forced to provide
Jobs for themselves.
CLAM CHOWDER PURIST
Rep. Cleveland Sleeper Jr., Rock
land, Maine, presented a bill to the
state legislature that would make
it illegal to add tomatoes to Maine
clam chowder. He stated that “the
union of tomatoes and clams is an
unholy one.” He said that “the In
filtration of foreign ideas of cookery
will throw chowder from its pinnacle
and doom it to mediocrity.”
British War Minister Inspects Mobilization Stores
Hore-Belisha, the British Minister of War, fourth left, and his aides inspect one of the many mobiliza>
tion stores of the first London anti-aircraft division. This particular store, located at Waverly Barracks,
Essex, contains comolete equipment for a searchlight battalion and two anti-aircraft brigades.