Verhovayak Lapja, 1943. július-december (26. évfolyam, 26-53. szám)

1943-07-08 / 27. szám

July 8, 1948 )F»e« 6 Verhovayak Lapja Echoes front Lorain—Branches 372 and 17 “Where Coal and Iron Meet" INDEPENDENCE DAY v__________ Independence Day is here, — Glorious freedom day of the year; For many, many years ago The ’76 boys made it so. Courageous and true, they were led Into the battle and they bled; In memory of those brave boys The crowds still cheer, their holiday noise Acclaim freedom, for our foes have fled. Friends and relatives of Mrs. Jubus Chaszar, wife of the secretary-treasurer of Branch 372, will be glad to learn that she is well and safely home after a major operation in a local hospital. Mrs. Chaszar was confined to her bed for two weeks, and in the meantime, the youngster was well taken care of by her mother from Akron, Ohio. Incidentally, as we all know, Mrs. Chaszar is the grand­daughter of our supreme president, Mr. Darago. First Lieut. (Frank “Hank” 'Andorka, one of the best bowlers in this part of the state, and a member of the U. S. Army tank division corps in Texas, arrived in Lorain a short time ago for a three day visit with his parents, Mr. and Mrs. Frank Andorka. Sr. “Hank”, outstanding bowler and athlete, received his bars several months ago, at the Camp Hood school and since then had been stationed there with the training unit. He is due to re­turn to his Texas post soon. DIG DEEP Dig deep, soldier, dig deep, A foxhole for you; So no mother need weep; Victory is near — for Who? Dig deep, soldier, dig deep, A hole, a foxhole, For bombs near leap, Keep digging like a mole. The enemy is near, Down you crouch; They’re here! Heave ho! Ouch! Good ole han’ grenade; Now to sleep, To dream of a serenade; Dig deep, soldier, dig deep. f FUTURE Do you wonder about the future? If you do, here’s a bit of news that might be, if we win the war: i HITLER GRUMBLES While awaiting trial, Hitler was heard to mumble: “I should have stuck to paper hanging. It’s not as bad as hanging people.” BOOGIE WOOGIE Rommel has a zoot-suit with a retreat; also a drape­­shape with no escape. HELP If you get an incendiary bomb in your kitchen, don’t lose your head, put it in ft pail and cover it with sand WEATHER? I am not hot, I am cold, I am brave and bold; But I'm .still cold. from Medina, Ohio, died at 7 A. M. Tuesday in the home after a long illness. He was employed at the pipe mills of the National Tube Co., and was a member of the St. Michael church and member of good standing with Branch 17. Surviving are his wife, Eliza­beth, four sons, Albert of Cleve­land, William, John and Joseph, of Lorain; two daughters, Mrs. Alfred Kargaid, of Lorain, and Mrs. Theodore Kish, of Stop 7, Vincent, and 12 grandchhildren. May he rest in eternal pace. We received word from our former president, John Palagyi, from his New York post in the naval division. John states, that so far as he knows, this may be his last, letter to us for some time to come as he is being taken out to sea. Wherever John may be or go, we know that he will make the best of things as John has al­ways been a good leader, a fine president and a noteworthy brother. May all the luck in the world be with him. Fraternally, MORE ADVENTURES OF ALAN Alan had a great story in hand as he ran toward the office of “The Fairland Flash.” Alan’s enemy, John Me Kinley, better known as Butchy McKinley, wanted the story. Alan had written the story down on a piece of paper, and carried it in his hand as he ran down the street. Suddenly he tripped on a stone, fell and the wind blew the paper out of his hand. Butchy ran up to him, grabbed the story and ran away with it. Alan was too amazed at the rapid succession of events, he told Russell later on, to remember what the story was about that Butchy had taken from him. When Butchy set up the type for the story he was too excited to proofread it, and the story was published as Alan had written it. One copy of the paper reached Alan. He read: EXTRA! STORY! Police Capture Thief By Alan Adams A good joke pulled on B. McKinley by himself, for he had given Alan credit for the story. JOE CSIKÓS, Age 13, Br. 91, Akron, Ohio. THE NEW FRONTIER Every great war opens a new frontier. Prior to the first world war, the frontiers were geographic. The civil war was followed by the great westward trek of war weary men and women looking for new oppor­tunities and a new life. With the close of the current conflict, at least a major portion of the new frontier, like that of twenty­­five years ago, will be in the industrial field. But instead of automobiles, it will lie this time in the scientific development of the nation’s natural re­sources. Research men of the coal, metal mining and oil industries, working quietly in laboratories sur­rounded by military secre­cy, have lifted the veil of the future. They have seen the new frontier in all its promise, and enough hints regarding its nature and extent have leaked out to stir the imagination of the man in the street. The miracles of the sulfa drugs, derivatives of coal, are just one phase of the coming revolution in dis­covery and reseach. Rubber synthetics are multiplying almost by the score, along with plastics and other materials, each of which can easily mean the estab­lishment and growth of an entire new industry. Be­yond these is a vast realm of discovery of which the public as yet knows nothing. There is a petroleum syn­thetic, for example, that is effective for its purpose even when diluted in a ration of one part in 100,- 000,000, it is handled in a “concentrate” of .01 per cent. The future will see 100,000-mile tires, 20,000- mile lubricating oil, 50 to 70-mile-to-the-gallon gaso­line, and sealed cooling systems with petroleum­­product liquids in both cars and planes. PERSISTENCY and perseverance reach fhe goal. Regular payments, even small they be, restore a policy to its full loan value. Maybe you have bought War Bonds HOW MANY? TPHE MEN of our fighting forces are giving * the sum of all their abilities to Uncle Sam. They have sacrificed friends, families and jobs to help America in its hour of need. Many of them have already sacrificed life Itself. Are you making any sacrifices to make theirs worthwhile? Or are you complacent where you should be fiercely earnest, willing to “let George do it” when your personal responsibility is urgent and vital? Only you can answer that question. Maybe you have bought War Bonds . . . but how many? Every American worthy ot the name should be buying them till it hurts. Not just with extra money that you wouldn’t need anyway. Not just with money saved the easy way. But with every penny of every day's earnings that is not absolutely ne­cessary to keep you and your family eating, sleeping and working! What could you answer if a soldier, sailor or marine, enduring the hell of combat for a free America, asked you this question: “Are you putting at least 10% of your in­come into War Savings Bonds?’’ A real American could answer “Yes”! VESTMENT )RLD! no*you Toda/ory a“ bond $18.75 37.50 75.00 this getthis $ 25.00 50.00 100.00 lud reluuranta. ------------------------““ * U. S. WAR BONOS AND STAMPS * Steve Kocsandi, 66, 1685 E. 32nd St., a resident of Lorain for sixteen years, coming here ALEXANDER C. PETHO Says JOE CSIKÓS -

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