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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Brussels Post, 1957-11-06, Page 6wcz,n,dol.tn,e, P. Ctot;olke ream. wt. eke,. Antonio, Te.see, bou.4,* ahead of a Federal warrant for the inter- st,,te tranpnrtation of stolen property, Tile FRI omit olcitecl up her trail, in Norfolk, Va. ".4t the time of her sudden de- parture in November 1954," said the official F=BI report, war- rant was filed by the -doctor who was her employer charging her with the larceny of $2,000 _connection with cash she had not deposited to the .doctor'o: bank account," Last month the ESI arrested Mrs. Burton and daughter in Tulsa — where Mrs, Burton was: back in her old stand, working in a doctor's office. The recep- tionist recognized. her frotn newspaper picture. Both moth- er and, daughter were held in bonds. totaling $40,000. — From NFWSWEEK, • Princess Ensemble PRINTED PATTERN An ensemble in the loveliest "princess" silhouette — so be- coming to shorter, fuller figuresl Easy to sew with our PRINTED PATTERN! Printed Pattern 4580: Half Sizes 141/2 , 161/2 , 181/2 , 201/2 , 221/2 , 241/2 . Size 161/2 sundress, 51/2 yards 35-inch; jacket 11/2 yards. Printed directions on each pat- tern part. Easier, accurate. Send FIFTY CENTS (50e) (stamps cannot be accepted, use postal note for safety) for 'this pattern. Please print plainly SIZE, NAME, ADDRESS,. STYLE NUMBER. Send order to ANNE ADAMS, Box 1, 123 Eighteenth St., New Toronto, Ont. 4580 141/2 -241/2 1t 19 4444 Grouch() Still Keeps en Coin Lit in .41 Lady' quiz, WESTERN ROMANCERS--Some romance is in store fora change for James Arness and Amciedd Blake, stars'of 1TVIS"'VunSMoke. 100 OTHER EXANC.E.ES !WORRY LIKE •THIS? "Dear Anne IiireteI want you to tell 1-11e whether other engage :4. girls, get frightened as the;:; Wedding clay draws res:rr? I am to be married on Thanksgiviete. pay, and although f can put: toy finger on any single thing to. worry about, I do. "My fiance is 28, I'm 21. We attend the same church, • we shire a love of music and book,, and sports; and he is the most thoughtful person I've ever keown. I can't find a single bad tnait in him; he makes a good living and is very saving of his eioney, although generous to me. ?end I know he would never let me down. "Yet I have hours of wonder- leg whether I should marry him. t Live a well-rounded life, be- Wee to two organizations, am a eoliPege graduate and have al- ways had plenty of confidence. in myself. This feeling is utterly foreign to my nature.. "My fiance only Went through nigh school, and is shy around 'hose he thinks are more intelii- Yet when I compare his •7.vonts (who live just for each her and are so happy) with ,.me professional people I know, would choose their marriage modeL•I want to be a good Newest Crochet The collapse of halt a Clasen TV quiz shows and nine comics thee year drew 'attention to the indisputable durability of one survivor, the 67.‘year.old quiz- master and comedian, Julius (Geotieho) Marx, Last week, on the verge of his seventh straight see eon in television, a medium that has steadily paid him off in accolades without any evident, straining on his part, the Great Insulter ettoraceeristicany swat- ted TV over the head. The only Map: brother, still regularly vis- ible to the US, public, relaxing behind his trademark mustache, hadn't a TV care in the world, just two weeks 'before the au- Ltuinfem,, opening of • "You Bet Your "I have nothing to do. with ,the producing or editing of the show," he said, brandishing an 8-inch cigar. "I arrive • at the studio at 8, walk out at 9:30, and spend the rest of .the week golfing, swimming, reading (his- tory, philosophy, biography) and supervising my 11-year-old daughter, Melinda. "I don't watch TV in between TV appearances. Intellectually, it's a joke. But, unfortunately, it reflects the taste of the U,S. pub- lic. How many copies of the At. lantic Monthly are sold each month? How many Confiden- tials? People want what doesn't tax them. Every time something comes along that should' stay on, it gets kicked off because of low ratings" He felt no urge to offer big• ger sums on his program, in the • wife, have a family, and keep my man content. Hut 1 see some of my married friends to quar- relsome With each other that it eeares me. "Once we stopped seeing each other because I Alt unsure of myself. I was really sick over it, felt I had thrown away the most beautiful gift I have ever had. I asked. him to come back P Bet now that my wedding date is set I feel shaky. My par- ents laugh, and tell me not to. worry. Am I normal, Anne Hirst? STILL, WORRYING" Most of the married people you know would probably • confess (in a confidential * mood) that they were at- tacked by the same unnamed * fears that worry you, Most e thoughtful girls wonder whe- * ther marriage is right for 4' them; they see couples who * get on each other's nerves and e make their life a series of un- e pleasant scenes. And they be- * gin to wonder whether these * who appear happy are ruiner so. It makes a girl tremble. • From all you tell me (and • I wish I could have printed * your letter in full) you and e your fiance seem to have no * need to concern yourselves. You will help him to overcome 4` his shyness; he will stand like * a shield between you and any * trouble that may come. Yoh e share the same ideals of mar- * riage; you enjoi, the same * things, laugh at the same * stories. lie will respect your * higher education and you will * never allow him to feel infer- * ior. I picture you both prac- • .dcing tolerance in any differ- • ence, being patient if misun- derstandings arise, and living *'serenely together with abso- * lute faith in one another. Your thoughts are natural, * yes, But you are intelligent e and you love deeply, two pro- * tections against any real un- " happiness. Keep in mind your * parents' satisfying marriage, * the sweet companionship that * your fiance's mother and fa- * ther find in theirs. There is a 100eto-1. chance. that yours will o be like that. . • %), DATE HER AGAIN? "Dear Anne Hirst: Last spring I stopped seeing a girl I liked a lot, I asked her to go steady and she refused, so I just didn't go back. "A girl friend of hers tells me she'd like to date me again. But after the rotten way she treated me, do you think I should? I know I was possessive, and maybe jealous, but shall I take her hack after all this? JIM" A handsome set for modern or traditional homes! Simple filet crochet with K-stitch sets off the deer design. Pattern 598: chair-set or scarf ends. Chart, directions for chair- back 121/2 x 16 inches, armrest is 6 x 8 in No. 50 cotton. Send THIRTY - FIVE CENTS (stamps cannot be accepted, use costal note for safety) for this eattern to Laura Wheeler, Box 1, 123 Eighteenth St., New To- ronto, Ont. Print plainly PAT- TERN NUMBER, your NAME and ADDRESS. Two FREE Patterns as a gift to our readers—printed right in our 1957 Laura Wheeler Needle- craft Book. Dozens of other de- signs you'll want to order—easy fascinating handwork for your- self, your home, gifts, bazaar. items. Send 25 cents for your ropy of this book today! viQ was poOlsbedal'n? she a patrician. She livedlady, with a girl she introduced as her niece, a fetching and bright young blonde, At one time or another she had five new cars, including a pink Lincoln. She had two avocations: She work- ed, though she really didn't need 1Q, and, she raised cocker epardele. ((She Peened 50 cock. ers, including. Rise and Shine, the 1954 "Best in Show" dog at the nation's snazziest dog show, the Westminster Kennel Club's.) SheGlay,called herself Mrs. Janet it. Mrs, Gray was office manager for a group .of doctors who operate a nrivete clinic. One day, one of the doctors decided that he was short in his office checking account, When investigators went look- for Mrs. Gray, she had fled. She had left town, said witnesses, leading a spectacular four- vehicle caravan in the pink Lin- coln,, and with her went most of her furnishings (in two fur- niture vans), all the cockers, and her niece driving another car. It wasn't hard to trace this caravan as Mrs. Gray moved across the South, but she be- gan to drop off her more con- spicuous items — like the vans — as she went and finally, in Oklahoma, she vanished. By then, investigators learned she had taken $100,000 from the doctors, and the FBI was called in. If Mrs. 'Gray had seemed to have an extravagant life in Atlanta, the true story of her life, as the FBI disclosed it, was extravagant beyond the imag- ination of most mortals. She was born in Tientsin, China, in 1906, the daughter of British parents, and her real name was Margaret McGlashan. By '1935, she was in the Pana- ma Canal Zone, working for a Chinese rug company. There she met and married a man named Jasper W. Burton, and had a daughter by him. This daugh- ter — Sheila Joy Burton — was her "niece." Mrs. McGlashan-Burton-Gray- (she accumulated 22 known aliases) first came to the atten- tion of authorities as one of the world's great swindlers in Honolulu in 1939. She had been transferred there by her com- pany and she achieved a - tri- umph that most crime experts „said was impossible: She suc- ceeded in defrauding a Chinese rug merchant. Mrs. Burton had taken the precaution of leaving Honolulu exactly eleven days before the Indictment was handed down. The FBI record from then on speaks for itself: Mr's. Burton was arrested by Los Angeles police in July 1939 for the Honolulu rap, but extra- dition was denied. In February 1950, a warrant was issued for her arrest in Loe Angeles on six counts of theft, but she had disappeared. Vancouver police charged her' with the theft of $5,000 in May of 1950, but by the time the charge was made she had again moved on. In 1953, she Moved out of San Best Looking For '58 merson ROYALTY LINE tain . . . behind every Service button there is a story:Knowing this makes Warrior's Day at the • C,N.E. all the more meaningful. Thank goodness the heavy rain kept off for the duration of the parade although the bands were dispersed a little ahead of time to prevent damage to their in- struments from the drizzle. After we left the grandstand our problems began, Raining fast — and our bus didn't leave until 10:30! Partner was wear- ing a light windbreaker, I a plastic raincoat. My raincoat kept the rain out and the per- spiration in so I was almost as wet inside as out. _We took shel- ter in one or two of the build- ings. So did hundreds of others. We tried to get a taxi. So did scores of others. We waited ages to get into a phone booth to call Art. No answer! Obviously.. they were at the Ex. and hadn't got home yet. We put in time at the Motor Show hoping to find a seat. There were none vacant. We thought then how much the C.N.E. might be improved by the addition of more seats everywhere—many, many more seats. At long last we got Art on the phone. Then we wended our weary way over to the Dufferin street cars, my shoes squelching as I walked. We elbowed our way on to a street-car and at the end of our trip Art was waiting with his car. At Dees place we got more or less dried out, enjoyed a hot chicken din- ner, and then the whole family brought us home. We enjoyed the Parade; we think Warrior's Day is something one should go to at least once Ma lifetime, but more than anything we appre- ciated having someone to fall back on, someone to bring us home' — and at the end of the day a warm, dry, comfortable home to come back to. That was• one day at the C NE and there may be another. A fine one, we hope! AT LONG LAST The king has answered. Arleene Francis, 15, wrote King Hussein of Jordan last March after meeting. Jor- dan's U.S. ambassador in Washington. The king said his reply Was delayed because of "a slightly disorganized state of affairs in my office." Hus- sein said he was touched by Arleene's sincerity and outlook on world affairs. The king ad- vised her that if she wrote again she should "write 'Per- sonal' on the envelope." "It's just wonderful," said Arleene. Choose the glamorous new styling and performance of Emetsori 24", 21" or 17" models including a beautiful 21" Combination set - plus amazing Port-O-Rama in two screen sizes. ISSUE 38 — 1957 * I don't agree at all that this * girl was unfair, She wanted to * go out with other boys too, * and was frank enough to say • so. Your pride got a jolt, and * you left. * Most girls like to date sev- ° oral boys at once, for how * else can they learn about boys * in general and discriminate " among them? You would have * been smart to agree, accepted * competition and taken your " chance with her other friends. ° Instead you behaved like a ° spoiled child, you would have * all or nothing. * If you really like the girl * you will jump at the chance * to be friends again—and this " time be a little humble. That * will show you are more ma- * tare now, and can appreciate * a girl honest enough to tell * you the truth * When you don't know where to turn, turn to Anne Hirst, Her wide experience and in- nate sympathy for• troubled readers will help you. through almost any trouble. Write her at Box 1, 123 Eighteenth St., New Toronto, Orit. 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We were sorry about that but the only time we gave something away 'for nothing was once when we had a mother of seventeen children. All eighteen of them together couldn't answer any- thing right, We didn't give her any money but we finally did give her a washing machine. 'We don't have to have brains on our show. The stupider the better, just as long as they can talk. Anyway, the encyclopedic mind gets pretty dull." The scramble for guest talent and big names—which threatens to become the foremost problem for television producers this fall. —made Grouch° not the lease, bit apprehensive. "We don't go for celebrities," he said imper- turbably "Our show is a parade of Americana. There is a vest reservoir of people in the t.r.ri% who want to make spectacles Out of themselves, so I'll never run out of talent. Jack Benny wanted to exchange guest spots with me, but / told him can get more laughs- from 4 street, ear eonductOr than I can froth you'," The loyalty of his TV Audi- enee drew rio speech from him. "They keep tuning nee M ably because like an old suit at underwear I'm hard io site tee he reasened. "All I have to do is sit there on a stool. I'm the highest paid stool-pigeon in the Newsweek. J 5T iiittiViditaitt NOW—Famed as the "Sea devil" during: Wartil War Gertriany't Count Felix vote loCkner is- taking: thirige: easier his declining years, Shown With his Wife in front of their trailer ilea? Stuttgart, the Veteran Of Many ci sea 'baffle, elOW 77 years olri. was titiefidifig' tiatietial toe/16111a talkie TRAGIC 0001NOTt Though little Rat l:ill jacobs, SW, doesn't know it, the elephant foot in Which he's standing was chief in in a gruesome tragedy. With 4,, "Bosco," for, men star performer with the Keene Circus,. trampled his two trainers to death. The feat le tlittikty in Berlin, Germany, Wouldn't you you know it , Ex- hibition time and teaming rain the second day. The teouble is we needed that rain so badly but why couldn't it have come two days earlier, then, everyone would have been happy. Or would they? Partner and I went to the C.N.E. on Friday — the first time we had ever gone on "War- rior's Day". It was raining a lit- tle when we boarded the bus but the "Probs" called for "clearing by noon" so we took a chance. We got a splendid seat on the grandstand after we had had lunch and taken a quick look at the new Queen Elizabeth Building. Kate Ait- ken's dream has finally come true. For years Mrs. A. tried to talk C.NE. officials into making plans for the construction of such a badly needed. building. And for an equal number of years her pleas and arguments were turned down. Now that the new Women's Division is an ac- complished fact I wonder if any of the credit will go to Mrs. A. who was the first to point the way. The Military Parade began marching past the reviewing stand soon after two o'clock and continued for almost two hours. Other years we have read about it, heard about it and seen snatches of it on T,V., but that was very different from seeing the actual performance, There were bands, bands, and still more bands. Each band follow- ed by of ciers and men of vari- ous regiments, mostly veterans of past wars, even as far back as the Boer War. Many of them stiff in the joints, some with a limp but all of them valiantly trying to keep step to the mar- tial music. Watching from a cen- tral spot on the Parade ground were about 25 wheel-chair vet- erans from Sunnybrook Hospi- tal, each under the care of a military nurse, while Red Cross nurses kept the men supplied with what appeared to be' a packaged lunch. As might be ex- pected the men were obviously entering into the spirit of the occasion, living up to the old army slogan that "old soldiers never die," On the grandstand there were many more old soldiers, some. with their children and grand- children. Some were younger, veterans of World War II. and the' Korean. War. There were also war widows. One old age pensoner sitting next to me said she came to the C.N.E: every year on Warrior's Day although her husband, a first war veteran, had been dead 26 years. She now lives alone in an apartment block for Senior Citizens at Rexdale and is very well satis- fied with the care and accom- modation she receives,. Behind us a little girl was excitedly picking out Grandpa from among the wheel-chair visitors. In front of us, and a little to the left, sat a thin-faced man, lean- ing on his stick arid wearing Service button in his lapel. He Spoke very little but his eyes follewed every ra6Verhent of the parade, Who knows what were his 'Memories. Certainly his at- tention was more than casual. 'Was he One of those who retttrn.". ed from Vitriet Ridge? Was he gassed, shot down or wounded the field of battle? Or were his memories chiefly coneerried with hig httaciidil Who didn't eftie back? Without asking theta, Wei he WaY of knowing, But Of one thitig can; alwityk h. OW