The Brussels Post, 1962-07-05, Page 5?..4aikkr ,AVAin
claire pee, and rang. for cof-
fee. "You'd be surprised," she
said, "how many women are ask-
ed that question—not always in
those words, And thee never
tell
"'You mean," countered Mar-
kley, "that the other man has to
.find Out for himself, eh','- Listen •
am-Ruses In the Days of The
TIGHTEN SECURITY — Soldiers stand on guard near barbed wire barricade in Oran,
Aigerla; as Security measures were tightened following the death of Lt.-Col. Marion
Labor Trouble
On The 'Waterfront
In a richly paneled ificc‘ oh
the third floor of the seven-story
Seafarers International Union
building in. Montreni sits a blue.
eyed, tanned, 51-year-old man
named Harold C. Banks, From a
huge picture window behind :hire,
there is a. striking view of this
Montreal skyline. On his semi-
circular desk there are phones
connecting him with the Great
Lakes ports, with, hiring halls
along the St, Lawrence, with
Union headqUarters in Brooklyn
and with, ships at sea, One push
on a button locks every door in,
the building. Another shows
what is 'bairig Said and done in
every woes on closed-circuit TV,
"Every reoM, that is," laughs
Banks, "except the ladies room"
Those who hate him accuse
Banks of thuggery, treachery,
and the theft of union funds. en
court hearings beginning last
month they charged him and hie
men with beating up one mem-
bar of a new and rival. Canadian
Maritime Union 'with baseball
bats, creatino, a reign of terror
on the doeksides, and scheming
with Teamsters' loose Jimmie.
Hoffa to control all Canadian
East Coast shipping.
At these and other accusation;
Banks scoffs disdainfully. He was
brought to'Canada by national
labor leaders in 1949 to Crush a
Communist-led sailors' union.
He did it, and though denied
Canadian citizenship, he' stayed
on to rule as unchallenged boss
of 17,000 union members.
Unchallenged, that is, until
Banks' one-time right-hand man
Mike Sheehan decided, "I don't
like dictators and. I never have."
Disenchanted with what he
claimed were Banks!' misuses of
union funds, he headed up a new
Canadian Maritime Union with.
the blessing of some of the same
laboranimleaders who had imported B
Moving in quietly St eirst,
Sheehan, a twice torpedoed
World War Il seaman, broke the
SIU's grip on lake shipping, then
began organizing the ports along,
the St, Lawrence. Reaction was
fast and ugly. Sheehan barely
dodged a shotgun, blast from
feet away. At Teets Riteeres 31
of Banks' men Were arrested one
weekend for bullying CMU crews
ashore.
In court SIU men have given
such contradictory testimony
that One judge remarked: "I hate
to call you a liar, but I don't be-
lieve one word you have said,"
Appeals have been Made to,
Prime Minister John Diefenbak-'
er and protests passed along to
President Kennedy.
Yet last month Hal Banks was
still riding high and handsome.
When word was brought to him.
in his office that Sheehan's union
had moved into new quarters, 5
miles from the waterfront, he
looked out, the panoramic win-
dow, chuckling nuietly to him-
self, From N2W8WEEX
Gunman Received A Really Royal Welcome
by BRET MARTINE
No night could liaise suited
Maekley's purpose better, Icy fog
wrapped the countryside for fif-
ty miles amend London: not
thick enough to stop the trains,
but uncomfortable enough to
cause travellers to bury their
laces in overcoat-collars and
scarves,
Markley grinned, In the emp-
ty compartment he unbelted his
raincoat, took a gun from his
jacket pocket and checked it
over. At Great Arington he
alighted.
A three-mile walk, but that
Was nothing. It's through taking
taxis or begging lifts that men
gives themselves away.
It was ten minutes to seven
when Markley stepped along the
short drive leading to the house.
He thumbed the bell-push.
There came a small sound from
within -- a Woman's footfall
— and then the doer opened.
She was tall and distinguish-
ed-lookieg.
"Good heavens!" Markley mut-
tered. "Claire!"
Claire's eyes widened in fear
and she made an instinctive
movement to slam the heavy
door. But Markley pushed in-
side. "Where is he?"
Claire' hesitated, then said, in
quick undertorie; "Wait here —
the dinner — be back,"
HO threw open his raincoat
in motion, while a tank holding
sixty gallons of water was slung
under the body of coach. To
avoid smoke, Coke was esecl in-
steed of cnal; both fuel and wa-
ter being replaced along the way.
In all, this coach Could carry
eighteen eassengere—six inside
and a dozen in the open. in a
later model, Gurney reduced the
wheels to four, and fitted, the
body with two iron bars ending
in flat feet. These feet could be
forced down on the road, not
only to check excessive speed,
but also to prevent the vehicle
from running downhill, Writes
Marjorie Bruceeleilee in the
'Christian, Science Monitor,
Improvement folloWed lin-
,provement, but traces of the old
herse coach can still be seen in
Dr. Church's steam carriage da-
ted 1833, It is curious, however,
that the single front wheel cov-
ere d with a hood survives even
today in one type of modern
traction engine. It was Dr.
Chureh's coach which traveled at
thirty-four miles an hour, Such
a vehicle, according to a coneem.
poem account, had Many ad-
vantages over a horse-drawn
made Apart from the question
of speed, there were no reins to
break, no high-spirited animals
to bolt. "We follow," this report
continues, "an instrument with
the strength and docility of an
elephant, the fleetness of a horse,
and as likely to do anyone a leis-
thief as a lerrib." This flattering
opinion Was not universally
shared,
Though all seemed set for pro-
gress, powerful interests had be-
come alarmed: the coach-owners
and coaching interests, all these
concerned with the breeding,
rearing and equipping of horses,
as well as with their mainten-
ance. Then there were the inn-
keepers, with their hostelries
strung all along the main coach-,
ing roads. If travelers could
reach their destination in a day
instead of having to spend one
or More nights along the route,
where would the inns bee It is
true some railways were already
operating, but at eirst they car-
fled few passengers; they were
mainly concerned with the trans
span 01 mentifactureci goods,
with "'raw material§ and livestock
going to the markets. Travelers
still went mainly by road. In
1837 there Were three thousand
horse coaches carrying passen-
gers and mails, The great in-
crease in railway passenger tran-
sport cane e few years later.
So the. Tuenpike Truste; find-
ing themselves threatened, levied,
exorbitant Wile oh the steam car-
riagee. Where a horse' coach
would travel for; say, tour shit-
Beige on a given stretoh, the
steam carriages were forced to
pay twenty times• as much. All
efforts failed to• break the pro=
tection secured, to the Coaching
Interests by the Turnpike Acts.
But worse was to follow: Par-
liament was persuaded to pass
the "Man and Flag" Act, which
limited the speed of any mechan-
ically propelled vehicle to four
miles ant hour; the speed at
which a man could walk in front
with a• flag. This Act was not
repealed' until 1896,. at the cern-
frig of the' motor car, The fate of
the steam Carriage Was sealed.
Finding this avenue blocked,
the inventors • concentrated 6n
Other tees ter steer": industrial
"All right, all rightl But the
Press decided to play up the in-
jured-innocent side, didn't they
— Society Girl Involved, a n d.
every photo a tear-jerker,
"Not surprising the judge fell
for you."
Claire fingered her sherry
glass. "I can understand you're
bitter, Those years in jail, But
do you think, John likes send-
ing men to such places?"
"Sure, sure," shocked Mark-
ley, "Like the schoolmaster who
dashes away a tear as he canes!"
There was a silence. Sudden-
ly, Markley gave a cackling
laugh. "Cheerful conversation,
eh? What about asking me to
dinner?"
"I was just about to," said
Claire. She touched the b ell,
Presently, the door opened and
the manservant a pp eared; a
stooping ma n, shambling a n d
subservient.
"We are ready, Dexter," said
Claire. "Sir John is evidently
staying in town. But Mr. Mark-
ley will dine with me."
"Very good, meady."
In a few moments he came
back wheeling the dinner-wag-
on, Markley, at a s n. from
Claire, took the place that would
have been Judge Brecon's,
Claire took up the silver soup-
ladle. "Perhaps you would' serve
the wine," she remarked. "We
don't need Dexter hovering
while we talk."
"I'd have thought," said Mark-
ley, with a wry smile, "that His
Honour might have run to some-
thing spryer in the servant line."
"Oh, Dexter's just an old piece
of family furniture," Claire re-
plied, indifferently.
Peeeently, the" wine' and the
comfortable aurroundings' b e -
gan their Mellowing effete.
And, by candlelight, the
judge's wife looked more 'beau-
tiful than ever.
Markley relaxed. He talked,
with lees° bitterness, of the' trial
and of his' life in jail,
"Dammit," he said, draining
his glass, "I doiet even know
whether your precious, judge is
forty or eighty. They all look
alike in that pantomime costume.
Is he really a husband or just a
meal-ticket?"
machinery; the railways; steam-
ships. It may be of interest that
the first successful steamboat,
built by William Symington
(1763-1831) and Patrick Miller
(1731-1815), carried two distin-
gidshed men among. its passen-
gers, the Scottish poet Robert
Burns, and the' Ameriean Robert
Fulton, at that time studying art
in England. Fulton was so deep-
ly impressed with the possibili-
ties of steam navigation that he
laid aside his brush to become an
engineer. Later he not only
tried to sell Napoleon the idea of
a subinerine• for an attack on
England,. but had much to do
with the development of the
Mississippi stearnboats. .„.
• •
He broke off, eyeing ,Dexter
impatiently as the old man en-
tered, fumbling with the coffee.
tray.
"Listen," he resumed. "Don't
try to pull the wool. This isn't
your ilfe—legal dinners, the vii-
Mtge institute and the parish bee
zaa0"
"Leave me alone. you've no
right ,
Markley laughed, "Rights? I'm
the other man, cheeky; and the
other man makes his own rights,
if he's got any guts.
"Before that senile old sadist
who's now your husband sent
me down, I was the man in your
life."
"Yoy never were—you were
only a drug-dealer!"
"All right, all right!" Markley
almost shouted. "I can start now.
Here's a bargain—I've got plans,
associates—you string along with
me, and in six months we can be
going places."
He pulled the gun from his
pocket. "What do I care about
blowing Brecon's head off?
That's gone cold now. Let him
rot. Conte with me-..new—to-
night--I'll show you—"
He was forcing a kiss on the
woman in the chair when there
came the sound of a car-hooter
outside and the swish of tyres on
gravel.
Markley sprang away from
Claire. He peered out from the
draped edge of the french win-
dow, and gasped: "That's a police
car! You've doublecrossed me
somehow, you rattlesnake."
"I haven't, you fool; the police
often call."
The doer-bell rang. 11Iarkley
thrust the gun into his pocket
and grabbed his raincoat. Then
he burst through the french win-
dows, and vanished.
Then, from the hail, two melt,
entered the room. One tall,
fifty-ish, distinguished, -wore a
dressing-gown over white shirt
and dark -trousers. He was say-
ine: "My dear Srnithers, you
inust certainly take a tot on such
a night"
"No, don't tempt me, Sir John,"
laughed the other man. "Of all
p e o' p 1 4, a police - inspector
shouldn't drink and drive." He
saw Claire, and bowed to her.
He turned to the judge.
"I've looked in, Sir John, to'
have a Word with you about last
night."
"You meesi the rehearsal? Ale
It wasn't et good."
"It' was ghastly," said Inspec-
tor Smithers. "As producer,
must speak fthnklg."
"Oh, quite my dear &slithers:*
"And I want you," continued.
the Inspector, "to switch to the
old Earl'. It's a better part and
you could do it. But as the butler
—no. Honestly, Sir John* you
couldn't play a betler to save
your life."
'Sir Sohn Brecon veiled: Cares
fully he wiped away the wisp of
grey crepe hair from his chin,
and the greasepaint Wrinkles
from his face.
"I .beg to differ," he chuckled.
"You see, ,I've been doing just
that" From "Tit-Bits"
and was fingering the gun in his
petket when she returned, "In
here," she said, opening a door
to the left,
It was a long room, with an
antique dining table, set for the
evening meal, at the far end, and
a service-door.
"Yoe know what I've come
for," he snarled, "This is Judge
Brecon's place, Where is he?"
"Not here,"
"Don't lie! That won't help
him!"
Claire gave a contemptuous
smile. She crossed to the service-
door and opened it a little, "Dex-
ter!"
A voice answered: "Y e s,
measly?"
"When Will Sir John be back?"
"He said that if he couldn't get
home in time for dihner, he
might spend the night at his
club, Milady."
Claire closed the door. Mark-
ley, nonplussed; studied her
easy, deliberate movements as
she returned to the fireside,
"What are you here, anyway?"
he demanded, "Seeretary .
companion?"
"I am his wife."
Markley's 10 °lc of astonish-
ment Changed to a slow grin.
"Well, well! Girl from the
underworld makes g o o d, eh?
How come, then, Lady Brecon?"
"There's no point. in discuss-
ing it," said Claire, quietly. "You
may as well go away."
Markley laughed harshly.
'Brecon took six years off my
life When he sentenced me, I'm
going to shorten his. And if I'm
going to have to wait all eve-
ning I could use a drink."
Claire brought whisky for
Markley, sherry for herself.
"You can't blame me, Peter.
It wasn't my evidence that con-
victed yon,"
"Who said it wa s ? All the
same, you needn't have married
the swine who sent me down,"
Marlelee gulped his drink.
"Come to think of it, you didn't
belong in the underworld — you
were top-drawer, only you slip-
,ped,"
"Thinks to you and your fil-
thy' drug-peddlers."
IT EVENS UP
The law of coMpensation al-
ways vsorke although sometimes
in a rather mysterious way, As
an example: The joy you take
inmaking amateur movies is in-
evitably equalled' by the suffer-
ing of the friends you force to.
view them.— Siebit Ctitie.
°
Ineleded in the etirrent, exhibi-
tion of model trains, ships and
airplanes, at the Bethnal Green
Museum in London, are Illestras
tione of the steam: carriages
which, as eerie as 1633; ran along
the British highways at over
thirty miles an hour. Unfors
tettafely their career was cut
short by the hostility of the pow-
erful horse and horse-coach in-
terests which managed to have
them banished from the roads;
This delayed the progress of
swift highway transport by near-
ly seventy years. in its turn the
horse ,coach was ousted by the
railways, but only after a mighty
struggle.
It 1,5 a faseinating story. Be-
tweee the years one hundred and
four hundred A,D., when the
Rontans occupied Britain, they
not only laid down then mous
reads which traversed the coun-
try, they also introduced horse-
shoes and horse-drawn vehicles,
But horseshoes Were costly and
soon. Wore out on the hard Stone
roads, Gradually, through the
centuries, the fine Roman roaces
were neglected, horse - drawn,
carriages gave way to pack
horses, These could travel un-
shod along the soft Side verges,
but with the constant coming
end going the Verges sank lower
and lower until finally Only the
heads of the horse and rider
could he seen. The trehcheS so
formed Were called "hollow-
ways"'
i
seine still exist in country
districts, and one of the ancient
tiorth-Soutn reeds leading out of
and into London is known as
HollOWay,
. As spnie seventeenth-century
maps show (one was recently
reproduced on The Home For.
um), Britain was coveted With a
network of roads, but they were
in such bade shape, with ruts
four feet deep 'in places and
swimming in mud, that by the
mid-eighteenth century the Lon-
don to Edinburgh coach took six-
teen days to cover the four hun-
dred miles. SoMething had ebvis
ously to be done,
In 1760 groups of men formed
Turnpike Trusts.. Soon turnpikes
were sited every few Miles along
the highways and tolls were levi-
ed. These quaint one-storied toil
houses, with a window set aslant
to face either way alOng the
potels, can still be seen on ebtinte
lees English country roads, The
money raised by the One Was s,
used to hripinve the highways,
The Bristol Turnpike Treat Was
tortunate to have among its em-
ployees one of the great road
engineers of all time, the Seots-
men John Loudest Macadam
(1756-1836).
Macadam had, studied the Ros
Man method of laying it road on.
a Live-toot foundation of stones
of varying sizes but reasoned that
since a dry road gage little trou-
ble, provided it was level, all
that was really needed, Was to
Waterproof an even surface.. His•
ideas were ridieuled„ but he per-
fristed, building his road. with
small stones set so• closely' to-
gether and then bonded, so that
water could not penetrate; The
skeptics were convinced, and
within two years Macadam had
built One hundred and. fifty miles
of good new roads, and between
1783 and 1798 he had transform-
ed the highways in the Bristol:
area, In 1184 the first horses
drawn mail-carrying coach to user
e ireproved'macadainizeti*
road. Made its. maiden run be-
tween London and Bristol, the
driver being, armed. with twe
pistols and the guerd. With two.
loaded' blunderbusses,
By ltiee Britain had: nearly'
25,000 miles Of suety-footswide
turnpike' roads—to. Vote - a eons'
temporary report passengers-
could; now be "hurled' gene' .a't'
tee miles' an hour, But egen be
fore .1784.enite pioneers ..hacg real-
'zed thee heieeedraWii,
Were. out ef date, More than a
hundred years earlier' Iskee Neer..
ton • had been' working on tli*
idea of a steam-propelled: vehi-'
cle,, and he 1769' a eteain 16eebtos'
titres designed by Ctigiine
young Feetithintire had' netted'.
through the streets of, Paris at
three iiiiie§, hour. eirifeetilifs
etely for Cugnot its. career. was -
cut` sheet When; he teenier, a• col-.
hen it' overbalanced,. The Innen.
for was. thrown'. late ,Pieeein, bet
later he was teleased arid' aWdecl
ed a. pension..
In 1.827" the 'first eteetie Cattle&
ran along' Mies of the tieW roadie
froth London to. Bathe - but.. it' was;
stoned: end: finally! deetinyedr
A terror-stricken pePtiletioin Thie,
did tot deter •the inventors; arid'
steam' catriageS , were gradually'
eceepted,lay'the petiplet even the
horseeseeeeed. to shy at theft.. By
1833' there were regttlar London,
tosBeighteit Seethed traveling:: at
the tithe:eta of" sped', of thirty-
four litter.
The'. Tint' stealtedeigen reatti,
vehiclesi, like. the' early rallteerge
tereiagkeit retained' the shape' of:
hereetekehr even to the central.
Poles White Ofleet. tepefated. the
Meats. No* the feotie, wheea.
were Wetted by a.' lever' plated:
beside the dried; oe eitglitee as
he was called;:another legei One
steeled with.the Main eteehiseenes.
The back of the coach Mused,
the Machinery' for Peedticitig the
Meant Set the lettideesheele
Atoms on the Road!
Wyou- drive' very thuds, chances are that sometime or
Other you will see a, truck bearing. a distinctive clover-
like symbol with words "Caution—Radioactive." Such
fruCkS" are' driesegteisgi the'couritry in greater frequency
de*. radiation research increases at government agencies,
universities and' induitriest. Named tol,be alarmed, how-
e'ven for while' they are among the most dangerous sub"-
Stances ever Made by man, the radiation sources are
so carefully Shielded' that no conceivable highway ()CCP-
dent could' spill them: Recently; a shiprneht of 11,006
Curies (equal' to 11,000 grams of pure radium) of cobalt-
60 was trucked froM Atomic Energy Ltd, in Ottawa;
Canada, to the' Goodyear research laboratories in Akron,
Ohio, as shown in pictures herewith: The cobalt was
packed• in an 8,000-pound lead container, clad- with
stainless steel and built to withstand an irnpact of 250
G's, Which rode alone in a barn-sized Dixie-Ohio Ex-
forest' truck. The 632-mile` trip was' routine and the.
cobalt atoms are now being used to help de'velop new
types of rubber and plastic,
Hot ;gigot RadlOactNe cobalt-60 atoms are sole Otinin4
seri in truck, beginning lotiirney front Offeititinf,
fe Akteit,
joistitey,is Tho• is' stored' feet of
weittr. When used, it is reoiseci to iyorRtfig" leirbl by
reinee control,
At destination, huge winch' itlieleeet entrees dobeilt-60'
sqiighect 004 3/10ths an ounce, but' its Lied con-',
8,000 pounds!
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