Thanksgiving Day 1943
Once again on íhis 323rd Anniversary of the Firsi Thanksgiving m 1620. we are able io
dedícate our thoughts io the natxonal holiday. We give thanks for our unity and the strength
of purpose that has enabled us io turn the iide of war in our favor.
We offer our prayers for all ihose in the batlle lines, and we rededicate ourselves to the iask
of backing them wilh all our strength unlil Final Victory.
Argus Eyes For Victory!
This paper is an employees' publication. lts aims are: 1. To present news of individuals
throughout the two plants. 2. To keep former employees now in the service informed as to what is
going on at International Industries. 3. To present up-to-date information on all problems vital to
employees which the war has brought about. 4. To give all employees an opportunity to express
themselves. No items will be used which will tend to ridicule or embarrass anyone. Humor and
good-natured fun, however, are always acceptable. EDITORIAL STAFF Editor Chas. A. Barker Sports
Harold Peterson Circulation Naomi Knight Photography Richard Bills The Representatives of each
Department are responsible that the news of these Departments reach the desk of the Editor in the
Advertising Department, Plant 1. Printed in U. S. A.
To The Defense Worker
I'm only a foolish youngster, It doesn't matter what I say, But I feel that I should teil you One
thought I have today. To you, who have defense jobs "To help to win this war"; What are
you giving, comrades, Are you giving what you are? Is it the Victory you're after, (Of course, that
is the clue, But be honest with your feeling, Isn't there another reason, too. Isn't it money the
world is after, Money - and a higher place, The greedy-selfish feelings - That's what destroys our
race. Anything for a dollar - Politics - dishonesy - greed. Loyalty, my comrades, That's what our
country needs. Our boys, our friends, our brothers Now die in dirt and grime - While we strive
"to make a million" And harp on a trying time. We gripe about the taxes, And cry for
better pay, And yell, how bad we're treated. Folks, we can't win this war that way. We snatch at
every penny - (And goodness knows what for), As little good it'll do us If we don't win this war.
Examine your mind, oh comrades, And turn it wrong-side out; Find all that's hid inside it, And see
what you're about. Our boys face death and danger And suffer in the ditch, While we seek more
authority And think we're getting rich. We rent our rooms for a fortune And let humans live like
hogs, What - are we money-crazy - Or, are we going to the dogs? Folks, you can "root" for
pennies, But I ask only this for me - Give me a jot - I'll do it, To keep our country free. Give me
the strength and courage That it takes to win a war - With a heart sincere, and honest, Worth what
I'm fighting for.
Vernice Perkins, who wrote the above poem, has been hounded by bad luck most of her life. Through
a strange twist of fate she lost her home when a small youngster. She put herself through school and
college. She is now 21. Handicapped with poor eyesight, she is unable to work in a defense plant.
Miss Perkins is a native of Salyersville, Ky. Argus Eyes thanks Hazel Daily, Dept. 41, Plant 2, for
submitting the poem. We feel that the poem has a great sincerity which speaks the sentiments of good
Americans here and everywhere. The best of luck to Miss Perkins.
"Is this a picture of your fiancee?" "Yes." "She must be very
Dept. 27 News
Correction, please - In the last issue it was stated that Mrs. Breining's son is a Pfc. in the
Navy. He is a Pfc. in the Army Air Corps, now stationed "soraewhere in England." Leona
Eichel is a newcomer to the Dept., replacing Donna Bennett, who has gone to Fresno, California, to
be with her husband. You have heard about the "Ten Little Soldiers on a Ten-Day Leave."
Well, one of them was Pvt. Joseph Exelby, who came calling on Petie instead of Genevieve. Petie took
a leave, too. John Shanahan is the lucky one. How's about a treat, John? Eulala Miller is back after
a two weeks' vacation. Freda Thompson and Red Conway were glad to have saved some meat points. They
each won a chicken at the party. Helen Breining was out the latter part of the week with a cold.
QUESTION: "What has happened to the Gate on the stockroom door?" Does anyone know where
Stokka can get a heating system for the warehouse?
WOMAN - She's an angel in truth, a demon in fiction - A woman's the greatest of all
contradictions; She's af raid of a cockroach; she'll scream at a mouse, But she'll tackle a husband
as big as a house. She'll take him for better, she'll take him for worse, She'll split his head
open, and then be his nurse, And when he is well and can get out of bed, She'll piek up a teapot and
throw at his head. She's faithful, deceitful, keen sighted and blind; She's crafty, she's simple,
she's cruel, she's kind. She'll lift a man up, she'll cast a man down, She'll make him her hero, her
ruler, her clown, You fancy she's this, but you find that she's that, - For she'll play like a
kitten and fight like a cat. In the morning she will, in the evening she won't, And you're always
expecting she will, but she won't.
Rumblings From The Blocking Room (plt. 2)
It's too bad all of you did not meet Cpl. John Siebert from Camp Hood, Texas. He is Marian
Fritts' fiance. We wonder if they got a "deer" while up north. We understand Mei Fcarius
is really msking progress in the Seabees. There is at least one girl interested in those frequent
reports from Camp Peary, Virginia. Nice going, Kay. It might be better if Russ Wiedmeyer would go to
bed earlier. Sure is sleepy these days. Maybe he's celebrating that "IA." We are all glad
to have a new member
join our small department. Hope you are here to stay, Evelyn. What are these frequent trips to
St. Louis and New York all about. Is it money, Roy - or? Domenico Rocco will be glad to give a
special rendition of "Pistol Packin' Mama" if anyone is interested. Have you heard about
the four oneway tickets to Texas that are being bought? Better check with the Army around San
Antonio, if you haven't.
"Darling, haven't I always given you my salary check on the first of every month?"
"Yes, but you never told me you got paid twice a month, you embezzler."
One In Very Port
Saleslady (at greetmg card counter): "Here's one with a lovely bit of sentiment - 'To the
One and Only Girl I Ever Loved'." Sailor: "Fine. I'll take a dozen of them."
Argus Club Proposes To Sponsor A Camera Club
At a recent meeting of the Argus Club. the suggestion was made that the Club sponsor a camera
club for employees in Plants 1 and 2 who are reriously interested in photography. The purpose of
such an organization would be to assist those who would like to get started with photography as a
hobby, and to further the endeavor of those who have already acquired some knowledge in this field.
The proposal made was that the Argus Club furnish a meeting place for the camera organization, dark
room space snd dark room equipment. Supplies, as paper, developer, etc, of course, would be
furnished by the members. Also, it is suggested that the equipment and space eo furnished would be
made available only to those who are seriously interested in photography. While the present film
shortage would tend to discourage an organization of this sort, it was pointed out that there is
some film available and those persons really wishing to take pictures usually manage to have film,
and photographic paper and chemicals have been only slightly curtailed for civilian use. A club of
this sort could do much to créate employee interest in photographic equipment and its proper
use - equipment made by many of them before the war, and will be made by them again after Victory.
It would be of benefit to those employees to créate an active interest in photography. They
and their friends will be potential backers and buyers of the cameras and photographic equipment
made here at International. If you are interested in the organization of such a club, give your name
to your Argus Club representative.
Financial Statement Of The Argus Club
i 5 i Balance on hand June 1, 1943 $1,419.21 g Total income f or following six months 2,906.56 g
i $4,325.77 ü I Total expense for six months 3,403.17 g Total on hand $ 922.03 ITEMIZED EXPENSE
ACCOUNT Paid to Int. Ind. Inc $1,515.39 5 A. Maintenance cafetería c_ B. Name plates for
honor roll X C. Argus Eyes g I Picnics and Parties 576.60 g i Bowling (1942 season) 265.93 X. i
Flowers 265.63 ñ I Softball (both men and women) 412.06 g t Golf tournament 37.00 X
Miscellaneous 106.16 5 [ Bonds bought for door prizes at party 225.00 g TOTAL $3,403.77
What two big game hunters from the Paint Shop (Plant 1) had their mouths watering when they shot
down a lovely big cock pheasant, but were sadly disappointed when they found their welltrained
cheese hound laying in the field happily munching on said pheasant? About a dozen girls from Dept.
40 went to the "Ivory Palace" on a rollerskating spree one evening last week. The patches
on some of their knees are noticeable proof of the fact that the evening was not only enjoyable but
strenuous. And don't let "Red" Conway kid you about how old he's getting. Not after the
way we saw him get around on those roller skates. . . . Have you seen those placards placed inside
windows of parked cars: "Warning - Anyone changing tires on this car is NOT the owner. Cali
pólice." Good idea, but be sure to take card down before you fix that flat. . . . -
Clean-up Squads At Work Optical Assembly
Second Big Argus Party A Howling Success
Looks as if trumpeter Dean Wheeler and Sales Manager Homer Hilton were both right in the groove.
Henry Millage seems to be having a good time, too, presiding over the drawing sixty people were
lucky enough to win chickens. Eugene Schumann's orchestra played for the dancing, and
"Andy" Anderson sang several numbers. All in all, it was uite a success, and here's hoping
ithappens again and often.
Dept. 28 News
Molly Hooks had a pleasant surprise Thursday night. Her boy was home from the Navy Air Force on a
fortyeight hour leave. Maybe Molly had a sore throat next morning from talkmg so much. Earl Wilke
was best man at his boy friend's wedding. We hope it won't put any ideas into your head, Earl. Clara
Schallhorn has a pretty nice record since she has been in the department. She has been here two
years and four months and has never been late. She has missed only one day because oí
illness. Nice going, Clara. Keep up the good work. We are wondering how Laura Egeler
will look in black. Rube is going to take flying lessons. Here is hoping you don t fly over
Platt, Rube, as I don't carry too much insurance. A birthday party was held for Marjorie Parke. A
few gained on the cake and ice cream. Marjorie was presented with a gift. Hope you have many more
happy birthday s, Marjorie. Ann Letsis is on our sick list. Hope nothing serious, Ann, and hurry
back. Doris Layer is $45.00 richer after the Wisconsin-Michigan game. Some people sure are lucky.
Nice going, Dons.
Parents are the folks who take over after the grandparents are through amusing themselves with
Dept. 16 News
Eolah Bucholtz, Mae Bucholz, Margaret Cromby, Gladys Carter, Betty Reddeman, Mammy Fisher and
Vina Daniels had a chicken supper and all the trimmings out at Vina's cottage at Horseshoe Lake.
Eolah and Betty skipped out to the neighbors, while the rest of the girls got the supper- they carne
back with a pan of baked beans. There was dancing on the front porch to Bina's juke box. Everyone
had a jolly old time. The girls of the Dial Line have had se ver al letters f rom Lucille Gasillo,
who is spending some time with her husband in South Dakota. Lucille is ha ving a lovely time, but
the girls wish she would come back. We miss you, Lucille.
The Dials and Victors clashed on Wednesday with the Dials coming through with three games.
;."We all had fun watching Eolah (Strike) Bucholz collecting all those pennies. Maybe next time
the Victors will win. The girls of the MR line entertained at Helen Williamson's house for a
Hallowe'en supper. They were served spaghetti and meat balls. After supper there was dancing, games
and refreshments. Leota Power's daughter, who does ballet, tap and acrobatic dancing, entertained.
Everyone had an enjoyable time.
Just A Preliminary
"Sam, how long does you gex m me jug for shootin' yo' wife?" "Two weeks."
"Only two weeks for killin' yo' wife?" "Yeah, then I gets hung."
Cost Accounting And Payroll
Dept. 36 News
Irene Vettese, Rose Ganyou, Lena Bastionell, Irene Ramsey and Walter Root are new polishers in
our department. Walter is continuing to do his bit for Únele Sam, although he has a medical
discharge from the Signal Corps attached to the Air Corps. As a Corporal he served as a Radar
Maintenance man on convoy and patrol duty in a number of places. Unfortunately, he contracted
rheumatic fever and was required to spend three months in service hospitals. We are very glad to see
Harold Audritch back on the job af ter se ver al weeks' absence on account of illness. Rose Briggs
visited friends in Detroit recently. Have you noticed how Betty Williams checks up on Ernie Billau
every day? If you have been disturbed by any strange tunes recently, consult Harry Sparks. He will
solve your problem.
It's no wonder that cigars and candy are scarce nowadays. The reason - Mr. and Mrs. Charles
Clawson are the proud parents of a son, James Robert, born November 3. Mr. and Mrs. Ralph Ridenour,
a daughter, Ellen Karen, born November 9. Mr. and Mrs. Ray Taylor, a daughter, Ann Marie, born
November 13. Will someone please inform Ross Wilson of a short-cut to the polishing room without his
having to loiter in the hallway? This department extends its sincere sympathy to Jennie Lasky in her
Dept. 39 News
We're sorry to hear that Luella McIntosh is leaving us to make her home in California. The best
of luck to you, Luella. We wonder what the glare is in the cleaning room these days. Could it be
the diamond Bernie gave Marguerite? We understand that our sick friends, Blanche Ranson, Doris
Sherman and Grace Bultman, are doing nicely now. We bet the people on Brooks street wonder what all
the commotion was about the other day. That's ok, Wilma. We know you're proud of your new car,
especially when its horn sticks. Edna Kappler and Virginia Buss spent a Saturday afternoon recently
Christmas shopping in Detroit. Barbara and Bob Bultman seem to be very happy these days fixing up
that new house trailer they bought recently. Dorothy Elliott took a week off to visit Peoria,
Illinois, and help boost the morale of the Navy. Her boy friend was home on leave. Pessimism is a
bit of ugliness held so close to the eye as to hide all the beauty in the world.
Machine Shop--plant 2
Irma Hulmán, one of the oldest members of the Machine Shop, left last month for Boston to
marry Ralph Wirth of the United States Navy. Good luck, Irma. Who says the Machine Shop can't paint?
Ask Ann Thayer and Dede Pittman - they'll charge unión wages pretty soon. The Machine Shop is
signed up 100% for membership in the Argus Recreation Club. Is it because the treasurer works there?
Come, come, who's got the $1.25? Why does H. M. prefer blue-eyed brunettes? To
"Independent" bowlers - What happened to that 200 score? Prejudice is a lazy person's
substitute for thinking.
The Office No. 1 team is stubbornly holding first place, but in the past few weeks this team has
shown signs of weakening. Their margin over the second place Inspection team is three games, but
with the Inspectors gunning for the leader's spot, the three-game advantage is not very much. The
Inspection five moved into the challenging spot when the Qost Accounting and Argus Aces faltered
after pressing the champs for the number one rating. Cost Accounting can trace their drop in the
standings to their meeting with the Material Control five. With Captain G. B. Harrie and
"Five-by-Five" Bob Ward closing the gates of mercy, the Accounting team had little chance
and dropped four games to their arch rivals. "G. B." really had himself a picnic and
posted games of 208, 220 and 154, for a 582 total. Bob, although not having as high a total, was
tough when the chips were down. The Argus Aces, Plant 2's strongest entry, had moved into second
place and was a definite threat to the leaders when they bumped into the up and coming Machine No. 2
team. The machine shoppers quickly dispelled any ideas that the Aces might have had and took all
four games and dropped the Plant 2 team from second to fourth place. "Tex" Markham was the
big noise for the machine shop team. The Office No. 1 five started running into trouble when they
met up with the Toolroom team. The tool-makers showed little respect for the top-notchers and when
the smoke of battle had cleared, the leaders had taken it on the chin for the first time this year,
losing three of the four games. For the upsetters it was Capt. Little Joe Lyons and Big Bill
Zoellner who proved the biggest headaches to their opponents. A few weeks after this defeat the
Office team was subjected to the most stinging defeat that they have taken in two years. Meeting the
Lens Office five, the pace setters feit quite sure of increasing their lead in the title race. The
Lens Office had been floundering around in the second división and had just been able to
escape falling into the cellar. But the champs soon found out that their opponents were on fire and
before the Office team could settle down, the Lens had walked off with the first two games. The
leaders made a desperate effort to salvage the final game, but found out that their lightly taken
opponents were even more determined to hand out a whitewashing. Red Weid and E. Domzal were the two
who furnished the spark for the winning team. While the other teams were at one another's throats,
the International Inspection has moved quietly into second place and the chances are that this will
prove the most serious threat to the leaders. This team has always been near the top, but has not
yet annexed any title This year, however, this popular team must be given an excellent chance of
copping the championship. Swede Soderholm, Irish Joe O'Donnell, Larry Jones and Jimmie Meidrum are
holdovers from last year's good team. Ine fast improving Lynn Dances is the new member of the five
and he has already proved himself capable. In the fight for the high individual average the battle
has settled down to about five bowlers. At the present time the leading bowlers of the league are:
Elmer Lawhead of Lens Paint, Fish Kuehn and Rube Egeler of Paint Shop. Jess Cope of Office No. 1,
and Ene Soderholm of Inspection.
Ladies' Bowling News
The Cafetería team has surged anead to tie first place position with Accounting team.
Accounting has lost four games in the last two weeks, two to the Pamt Shop and two to Inspection.
One game lost from the Painters was a tie game, but they lost on the toss. Inspection is only one
game behind the leaders, with Engineering and Dials following close behind. The lowly Riveting team
took three whole games from the Machine Shop last week. I'll bet there was some celebrating after
bowling that night. Alma Fox would have had an all spare game if she hadn't missed that one pin in
the last frame. She had a nice game of 175. There are five girls tied for consecutive strikes, which
is four in a row. The prize list was posted last week on the bulletin board at the alleys. Every
team will try harder for that fifty dollars first place team money. Be sure and look at that list,
girls, it's a honey.
"This new model coach," said the salesman, "has just been reduced one hundred and
"I don't care anything about the price," protested the prospective buyer, "How
much is the first payment?"
Stag Party At Schwaben Hall
"been Working Much Overtime Lately, Mr. Schuster?"
Plant 2 Ladies' Bowling News
The girls are getting a lot of pleasure out of the Monday night bowling games. Many players who
bowled mostly for the fun of it are beginning to take their games quite seriously. Competition is
keen, yet all feel they have an equal chance of winning. The league is putting up occasional prizes
for various achievements throughout the season. Ruby Gundeman of "Machine" won $1.00 for
the most consecutive bowling, her scores being 105-107-109. Opal Conley won the coveted $1.00
November 22 by winning the prize offered the player who bowled highest over her average in the
second game. Opal bowled 152. She out-did herself 41 pins over her 111 average. The teams' current
standings are: Won Losl 1. Office 31 13 2. Assembly No. 2 30 14 3. Polishing 29 15 4. Assembly No. 1
26 18 5. Assembly No. 3 24 20 6. Cementing 20 24 7. Assembly No. 7 19 25 8. Paint 19 25 9. Machine
18 26 10. Inspection 17 27 11. Assembly No. 5 16 28 12. Assembly No. 4 15 29 lst high single game -
Assembly 1 - 736 2nd high single game - Office. . 710 lst high 3 games - Assembly 1 - 1985 2nd high
3 games - Office - 1968 Individual Averages lst high single game - H. Balhoff - 188 2nd high single
game - A. Farmer - 186 lst high 3 games - A. Farmer - 500 2nd high 3 games - D. Skelding - 494
Grace Isn't Needed
Now that I have read the opinions of both sexes on the subject of "Can a woman be a graceful
bowler?" may I give my opinión, too? I think this razzing of bowlers is needless. It
doesn't take grace to become a good bowler. If you can take the splits and misses along with the
marks you get, if you can lose a game like a goqd sport, if you don't laugh at the othèr
fellow's misfortune, if you can make friends and keep them, if you can live up to the rules of the
American Bowling Congress and the Women's International Bowling Congress, if you can have loads of
fun doing these things, then you are a bowler. Some of the world's best bowlers have what may look
to you like an odd delivery and form, but they have all the other things it takes to make a
champion. So come on, boys and girls, give all our International bowlers, big and little all the
credit they have coming to them for participating in the greatest of indoor sports. Bowling is a
game in which to make friends. not to lose them.
Try This On Your Piano
In league competition, Leola Stoner picked up the 3-7-8-10 split, which isn't an easy thing to
do. It was a beautiful sight.
Well, I Can Dream, Can't I?
Just returned from my vacation, Had a little recreation, Toured the south and toured the east,
Drove three thousand miles at least. Dined on two-inch steaks and chops, Washed them down with beer
and schnaps Bought some shoes - a dozen pair, Two radios and a Frigidaire. I went to see an Auto
Show, Signed an order, paid my dough. Got in a streamlined "44," Feil out of bed and on
Democracy At Work
An expensively dressed woman, looking slightly confused, boarded a bus. It was apparent that she
was much more familiar with private cars and uniformed chauffeurs than with public transportation
systems. She handed the driver a $10 bilí. He returned it, assuring her he couldn't change
it. Then, while people stood behind her, patiently waiting to get on, she dredged around in a large
purse, flnally locating a nickel. "Wheah do I put this? You know, I've nevah been on these
buses befoah." "Well, lady, we ain't missed you none.
Letters From Soldiers
Cpl. H. A. (Al) Stitt sends a V-mail from England. Maybe you'll run into some of the fellows from
International. We hope so, Al. Quite a "picture" you write of the blue ocean with its
white capped waves, and the old-fashioned towns of England. Good luck, Al, and here's hoping that
you make that return crossing soon. A letter from Cpl. A. R. (Al) Crabb gives us a new address, and
his thanks for Argus Eyes. And thank you. You're lucky to be enjoying the Florida sunshine. We've
had our first snow. We're sure you'll be one of the best as a rifleman and Air Corps soldier. Here
at Argus we're mighty proud to know "our boys" and "our girls" are doing all
right. Happy landings, Al. A card from Pfc. Glenn Boettger gives a new address. Good luck,
A V-mail f rom Pfc. Tony Rupas says that he's in England. The International bunch in England
should get together. There's quite a flock of you over there now. Thanks for those nice things you
say about Argus Eyes, and we'll do our best to see that it follows you wherever you may go.
A letter written by Pvt. Bailey to Mr. Donahue is loaned to us. (Many thanks, Mr. Donahue.) The
letter doesn't say where he is, but we'd judge f rom the stationery that it's a bit too far to swim.
We know your wife and friends here miss you, too, and we are all working for that happy day when all
of you can return. Glad to hear about the good breaks you received, and trust there are many more in
store for you. Another letter loaned by Mr. Donahue is from Pfc. Lester Bailey. Lester is in a heavy
bombardment group using B-24's and units made here at International, with excellent results. If
space permitted, we would print your entire letter - if all the men in service have the same ideas
you have, we're surely always going to be able to say, "America never lost a war."
Received a letter from Cpl. Ernest (Tiny) Eddy, now in Australia, giving his change of address. The
food sounds wonderful, Tiny, and thanks for the Holiday greetings. We all wish you the very best of
luck and a happy Holiday season. Keep writing, Tiny. A letter from Pfc. Harold P. West informs us of
his new address. Don't worry, Harold, you'll keep on receiving Argus Eyes. Glad you enjoy it, and
write often. A "helio" to all of his friends, and an expression of appreciation for the
Christmas box was received from Pvt. Dave
Garrison, now in Iceland. Glad to hear you received the box, Dave, and also Argus Eyes. It's a
pleasure to send them. We print a V-mail from Pfc. Clifïord C. Fowler: October 19, 1943
"Somewhere in Italy" Dear Friends: I am writing to let you know that I received the copy
of "Argus Eyes for Victory" you sent me. You don't know how much I appreciated it, because
it came at one of those times when mail was scarce with the last bunch of mail received when we were
relieved from the front - a "gift from heaven" I called it. I see that most of my friends
are now serving with Uncle Sam also. Good luck, fellows. Maybe we'll all be back with the gang soon.
I'm serving with the U. S. Rangers. Have seen quite a bit of excitement since I've been with them.
It's not exactly the kind of excitement I like, but I don't have time for any other kind over here.
We were the first American troops in Sicily and the first in Italy. We were working with the British
commandos for the first few days here. Jenny was throwing quite a bit of lead at us for a while, but
he didn't last long. The party got too hot for him. Lots of beautiful scenery here, if I only had
time to enjoy it. That will have to wait. Will close now; if any of you have any extra time on your
hands, I'd enjoy hearing from you. Thanks for the paper, "Keep it coming." As ever, PFC.
CLIFFORD C. FOWLER.
Both worked for Si Harding in our Paint Shop, and both played on the same Argus softball team.
Joe pitched his team to victory here and also did the same for his Navy team in Washington, D. C.
Gus starred as a shortstop. Both are now working hard at pitching their respective teams on to
victory. Gus took his boot training in San Diego. In September, 1942, he entered the Marine Air
Corps and was sent to Chicago. There he specialized in jujitsu training and was kept on as an
instructor. Gus says he is due to leave Chicago soon, but doesn't know just where his next stop will
be. One thing we know - when the time comes to get a stranglehold on the Axis, Gus will be ready.
Joe enlisted in August, 1942. He finished his boot training at Great Lakes five weeks later. Then he
was sent to the University of Minnesota, where he
¦ became an electrician's mate, third class. Upon completion of the 16-weeks' course he
studied electrical interior communications in an advanced school in Washington, D. C. Last summer he
was advanced to a second class Petty Officer's rating. Joe's now at Norfolk awaiting assignment to a
destróyer for sea duty. Joe writes sister Mary Dobransky that Norfolk is full of sailors and
scarcely a girl in sight, but he finally managed "to talk to ONE girl, but had a hard time
getting that far. I guess I'll just have to give up women for the duration." Mary's other
brother, Lieutenant Michael Dobransky, recently landed in India. Mike says each of the officers in
his billet have a little native house-boy. The Lieutenant's native makes his bed, does the washing,
shines his shoes, draws his "bawth," and keeps the quarters clean - all for twenty-two
cents a day.
"How do you like my gown? I got it for a ridiculous price." "You mean you got it
for an absurd figure."
George look his boot training at Great Lakes, 111., where he was selected for service school to
siudy aviation metalsmilhing. Afier graduation he became a 3rd class Petiy Officer and was sent to
the Naval Air Station at Norfolk, Va. He is now at the Floyd Bennett Field, Brooklyn, N. Y., as an
AM in a scout observation service unit. Since being ihere, he has been advanced io a second class
Peiiy Officer. This will give him the job of leading metalsmith when he goes aboard ship. He is
expecting sea duiy on one of the new cruisers. George likes the Navy very much and says he would
recommend it to anyone.
A Pilot Reports From The Front
Glenn Hilge, Plant 1 Engineering, passes on to Argus Eyes a swell letter from his brother-in-law,
Lieutenant Arthur E. Ferguson, pilot of a fighter plane somewhere in the South Seas. The letter
begins with, "there's nothing much to teil," and continúes with descriptions of
experiences every bit as thrilling as any that have ever sizzled across an AP wire. The Lieutenant
said that he was very disappointed because they had just missed a "heil of a good fight with 50
Zeros by only ten minutes. They bomb us almost every night, but very seldom hit anything of any
importance. You can't imagine the thrill there is in hunting Japs. It is such a relief to be
actually in the same war after so long a wait. You should be along on a strafing mission." ...
He adds that they have their island target "completely bottled up. We bomb and strafe them
incessantly. It must be awful for them. There is no escape. They are compelled to sit there and take
it." Ferguson says that "it may sound funny to you, but it is total war over here."
He describes a wily Jap trick that our infantry is wise to. At night in the jungle districts the
heavily disguised Japs creep up close to our lines to piek up a few names. Later they'll yell, 'Oh,
Doe. Doe Goldberg (the doctor's name), I've been hit. Please, Doe, come quick." But this simple
bait is so obvious that it has the opposite effect of the one intended, even though many of these
Japs speak perfect English. The Lieutenant says we can all "be thankful for any money we've
given to missionaries. Their influence upon the natives has been a terrific help. You can depend
upon most of these natives to look after any of our boys who go down in Jap-held territory." He
concludes the letter with, "the thing I like best is hunting Japs. The only time they will come
down (they are always above us) is when they have us unbelievably outnumbered. Over 50 of them came
down on four P-40's the other day, but they don't stand a chance because of their stupid tactics . .
. when they hit, they simply go to powder." Since this letter, Ferguson writes that he's shot
down his first dive bomber, a Nakajima 97. "I was on the left wing of my leader when a Zero
took a headon pass at us. My leader, Capt. T. B. Jennings, flamed him and while I was looking back I
lost sight of the Captain. At the same time a dive bomber came up in front of me dead ahead, so I
started firing. He made a 180 degree turn to the left and disappeared. By the time I turned around,
he was already in the water burning. It was murder. There were about 12 Zeros and 12 dive bombers.
None of them got away." Argus Eyes wants to thank Glenn and Marie Hilge for letting us see
these letters. And to Lieutenant Ferguson - God speed and a safe return. We're all rooting for you
here at Argus.
Dept. 24 News
Pat Wright is now in our Dept. Everyone remembers her brother, "Joe," now in the armed
forces. Hope you like it here, Pat. Lillian Laidlow has been keeping pretty quiet the last few days.
She had two teeth extracted. That is enough to close up anyone's mouth. Hope you feel up to par
Two young ladies were walking. Suddenly one cut loóse with a piercing shriek.
"Look," she cried in amazement. "What is so terrible?" asked her friend.
"They are only midgets." "Thank goodness, I thought for a minute they were rationing
Yank Strafes Powder Train
Lt. John H. Hegeman, Ann Arbor dive bomber pilot with an A-36 In vader squadron in Italy,
returned to his base recently with the story of how one of his fellow pilots sacrificed his life to
make sure of the destruction of a tencar enemy ammunition train. Lt. Hegeman was one of four pilots
assigned recently to a low level strafing mission north of Rome. After hitting their first objective
- a convoy of 12 trucks, they followed a railroad along the Tevere river, strafing box cars enroute.
Then they spotted a 12-car troop train with about 1,300 men aboard, followed by a 10-car ammunition
train. Lt. Hegeman and his partner, Lt. Col. Tarrant, were going so fast they couldn't get their
guns on the target, so the job was left to the plane following them. Suddenly a terrific
explosión was touched off. The flash of the blast reached over 3,000 feet. lt was apparent
then that their buddy in the plane following them had risked his neck to bomb the powder train. Lt.
Col. Tarrant reported that the force of the blast was such that he thought the whole side of his
plane was blown out. The siding panel over the cockpit had been blown in, and it fouled the stick.
They were fighting to keep the plane out of a spin, when they noticed the plane behind them on its
back in a steep dive. In a moment it was gone. (The pilot's name is being withheld until the next of
kin are notified.)
Lt. Hegeman formerly worked here, and Mrs. Hegeman works for John Kenne in Dept. 16. The
Lieutenant enlisted in the RCAF a few days after Pearl Harbor. He was a student in the School of
Journalism here, with but three hours necessary to gradúate, when he enlisted. When our
pilots in the Canadian Air Force were transferred, he was sent to an air base near San Antonio. His
exploits as a dive bomber pilot should make excellent material for that book every student of
journalism wants to write some day. Mrs. Hegeman kindly consented to lel Argus Eyes quote from the
Lieutenant's latest letter to her. He writes, "I don'1 think this war will be over by Christmas
or in the next very few months. I'm sure you realize that such unfoundec talk is liable to be
dangerous in view of the fact that it probably had its origin in the propaganda offices of the Nazis
... I am taking an active part in this war, which I consider my own fight anc the fight of ordinary
men all over the world. If you were to ask me, would ] rather fight here or be home with you, I'd
answer without hesitation that I'd rather be home with you, but in these times there is something
that must surpass all personal wishes for comfort. And that is the need for the security of our own
later lives and for the lives of those to follow us. We have to win if we expect to ward off slavery
for ourselves in endless years."
To The Point
Lawyer: "Now, sir, did you, or did you not, on the date in question, or at any other time,
previously or subsequently say or even intimate to the defendant or anyone else, alone or with
anyone, whether a friend or a mere acquaintance, or in fact, a stranger, that the statement imputed
to you, whether just or unjust, and denied by the plaintifï, was a matter of no moment or
otherwise? Answer me, yes or no." Witness: "Yes or no what?"
Lieutenani Wrathell is the son of Mrs. Elizabeih Wr alhelí. Plant 1. He is a
gradúale of Ann Arbor High School and the U. of D. Law School. Prior to his enlislmenl in
March of last year, he worked wilh the Detroit Pólice department. He took his basic work at
Camp Wolters, Texas, and officer's candidale training at Fort Benning, Ga. He is now an instructor
in the Infantry school at Camp Ereckenridge, Ky.
Card Of Thanks
Dear Club Members: I wish to thank you for the flowers sent to me during my recent illness. I'm
back now and going strong as ever. Yours truly, MAR Y TUCKER. Ann Harris is lonesome these days. Her
husband has gone north deer hunting. Take it easy, Ann, he won't be gone long. Dear Miss Hartman and
Members of the Argus Recreation Club: I was so surprised and pleased to have your lovely flowers.
They have helped so much to cheer my homecoming and ease the "getting well." Thank you so
much for your thoughtfulness. Most sincerely, ELOISE S. HOWSE. To the Argus Recreation Club Members:
Thank you. Thank you That's said TWICE Just because You've been so nice. .. . for those flowers.
HAROLD L. AUDRITSH. George Stoll wishes to express his deep appreciation to his fellow workers in
Dept. 16 for their gift of money during his recent illness, and to the Argus Recreation Club for the
lovely flowers. George is back on the job and feeling fine again. A card was received from Doris
Strite thanking us for the flowers she received while in the hospital. Glad to hear you and the baby
are doing so well, and wish to extend our sincerest congratulations.
"Why did the foreman fire you?" "Well, you know, the foreman is the man who stands
around and watches the others work." "Yes, anyone knows that. But why did he fire
you?" "He got jealous of me. A lot of the fellows thought I was the foreman!"
Orchids To The Service Department
Every other person here at Argus likes ;o take "snaps" with their Argus cameras, and
all of us are looking forward to ;he day when we can buy a new Argus and plenty of film to go along
with it. Maturally enough, we who earn our livelihood through the sale of cameras are keenly
interested in our post-war plans. And so we are particularly pleased when a letter such as the
following comes to our attention. We quote important parts of this letter: Wendmere Farms. New
Jersey. Dear Mr. Benson: I should like first to say that I am deeply appreciative of your personal
interest in the satisfaction of an Argus camera owner. I f eel that your eff orts in my behalf have
been far beyond that which would be the minimum expected and that I shall in every way see that my
feelings in this matter are passed along to all and sundry who are interested in purchasing a camera
now or henceforward. Such interest is a rare and satisfying thing today when the "rule of
thumb" that seems to be most applied is, "Take it or leave it." For this then, to
"Argus" in general and to yourself in particular, my thanks. I would also like to say that
jf Argus should ever deern it wise to manufacture a higher priced reflex camera with some of the
refinements common in the late lamen ted imported jobs that I would be among the first to purchase
same. Thank you once again for your courtesy and interest. Yours very truly,
Dept. 15 News
Dan Kagay wishes to be referred to as "Joe College." What a bow tie he's been flashing.
Sid Spannuth has taken a brief leave of absence. We miss you, "Sid," so hurry back. Sadie
Stepp always furnishes Dept. 15 with the latest dope on movies. Louise Thomas showed us she could
dance at the last party. (I thought Dancer was the best dancer.) We really think that Gladys Carter
and Hazel Wilson should put on a feed for Dept. 15. They say their husbands are handy with deer
rifles. "Rabbit Foot" Dancer says "the average bowler should have a better average
than my average was last Friday night."
The Stilts Give Dinner
Mrs. Don Stilts invited the girls of the Machine Shop out for a chicken dinner on Sunday, October
31. The husbands were also invited, but because of so many being in the service, only Mr. Huffman
was able to attend. However, Harold Forbes and Doe Johnston, because they like chicken so much,
decided to escort the "war widows" to the dinner. Harold blossomed out in a new suit, so
there might have been some other reason. Mrs. Wilma Bailey and three of the girls went out to help
Mrs. Stilts with the dinner. The foursome had quite a time before they were able to find the Stilts'
place. Each one thought the others knew the way, but it was left up to a kind-hearted farmer to
direct them. All had a very nice time and a really delicious dinner. The Stilts really know how to
put things over with a "bang." Erna and Don have invited us to come out a sleigh ride
party, se we are now waiting for a good snow. Those present at the dinner were: Mr. and Mrs. Ed
Mueller and daughter, Mr. and Mrs. Doe Johnston and son, Mr. and Mrs. Huffman, Mrs. Effie Harris,
Mrs. Wilma Bailey, Mrs. Elsie Ludwick, Miss Mary Briggs, Miss Alice Armet and Harold Forbes.
Pfc. Robert Haines
Bob has been through the fighling in the Solomons and at Guadalcanal. Word has come through
recently that he is now in a Base hospital somewhere in Australia, but it is believed that his
condition is nol too serious. Mrs. Haines works in Eddie Girvan's department. Plant 2. Let us hear
from you. Bob, and best wishes for a speedy recovery.
Let's Catch More Of This Kind Of Fish!
The "volunteeringest" Family
About a year ago, the Government asked for men experienced in the transport business to enlist
for work overseas. The age limit was 45, the physical requirements were tough, and the pay was the
standard stipend for a doughboy in the Quartermaster's División. Roy Bird talked it over with
his family. He wanted to volunteer, but like most men with a growing family, and a good job, he had
to think twice before making the plunge. Roy's 46th birthday loomed just around the córner,
so not much time could be wasted over the decisión. But no "everybody must do their
part" argument was necessary with the Bird clan. Like good Americans everywhere, they were
proud, even happy that their "Daddy" wanted to go. Of course, there was plenty of sadness,
too, at the thought of a long separation, but they (Mrs. Bird and daughters, Pat and Jackie) all
said it was "swell" and they'd "get by somehow." So two days before Christmas,
1942, Roy Bird left for three months' intensive training in a Quartermaster's school, and then a
54-day convoy trip to Iran. (The o ver seas journey in normal times would not take more than 5 days
by boat, a day and a half by plane.) Today, Sgt. Bird is somewhere on the old caravan route between
Iran and the Russian border. But the camel caravans have given way to modern roads and U. S. trucks
that make round-the-clock trips carrying lend-lease to the embattled Russians. In a recent letter to
Mrs. Bird, Roy states that part of his job is the instruction of natives in crane operation. There
are no child labor laws in Iran, and many of his students are not over 12 years old. He reports that
one child of ten is doing a "first rate job" as a crane operator. Roy's family on the home
front are doing first rate jobs, too. Mrs. Bird's kindliness and sympathy do much to mend the aches
and pains of the folks who visit her in the First Aid office of Plant 2. And around Mack school,
11year old Jackie was known as the young lady who voluntarily worked in the nurse's school all last
year. When sister Pat was ill in St. Joseph's hospital recently, young Jackie interviewed the
Superintendent of Nurses, offering her services as a nurse's aid. Jackie's age was against her, but
when the Superintendent learned that she had won her share of Girl Scout merit badges, and a
scholarship to camp for her work at Mack, Jackie got the job. Big sister Pat recently left
International for the U. of M. Junior Cadet's Nursing Corps. Upon graduation, she'll be Ensign
Patricia Bird, Navy nurse.
Dept. 17r News
Why is Ed Nimke continuously singing, "Give Me a Horse, a Big, Big Horse"? Is he
thinking of riding it because of the gas shortage? Or is he contemplating a black market? Paul
Eugene is thinking of changing the words of "They're either too young or too oíd"
to "They're never too young or too oíd." "Wolf." The Riveting Dept.
carné up out of the cellar last Wednesday by defeating the Machine Shop three games. We can
bowl if we really want to, you see. No wonder we were all so dry af ter the game. Mary Loy made a
hurried exit this week when she left to see the one and only, who is leaving for overseas duty.
Cornes word from Larry Dieterle that he is now attending Mechanics school at Chanute Field, 111. We
all wish Larry luck, and know that he will do well in any work Uncle Sam chooses for him. By the
way, Larry is getting very impatient about not receiving Argus Eyes. Won't someone please see that
he gets a paper. (Editor 's note: Many thanks, 17R reporter. Larry will get his paper from now on.
We wish everyone who knows of any of our boys who aren 't getting Argus Eyes would teil us about
it.) Mary Mikelson did the honors last week by posing for Dick Bills, who was photographing the
riveters that are doing the speedy job on the BC434s, MN28s and MR9s chassis. Many improvements have
been accomplished on this line to increase production, due to Ed. Nimke's efïorts and
"Mike's" speed. With his furlough approaching the zero hour, Joe Drobronsky, brother of
Mary Drobronsky, left Ann Arbor for a port of embarkation after spending a year in the Naval
Electrician's school. Lieutenant Mike Drobronsky is serving in the Infantry overseas. You're wrong -
that was not a member of the House of David whom Ed. Nimke escorted through the plant this week. It
was none other than Carrie Behnke's brother. He is wearing that beard to win a bet of five dollars
from a sailor on board his ship. We might add that he has seen action in the North Atlantic.
He Touched Up Purgatory And Restored Lost Souls
Maybe it is because every now and then some cliënt asks for an itemized bill covering art
work that we got such a chuckle from the story about the artist who was employed to renovate some
oil paintings in an old church. He sent in his bill for $31.99 and was then told that an itemized
bill was required. Whereupon the following was duly presented: For correcting the Ten Commandments $
5.12 For renewing heaven and adjusting the stars 7.12 For brightening up the flames of heil, putting
a new tail on the devil and doing odd jobs for the damned 7.14 For touching up purgatory and
restoring lost souls 3.09 For putting a new stone in David's sling and arranging Goliath's head 6.13
For mending the shirt on the Prodigal Son 3.39 Total $31.99
Service Department Gets Their Man
December 7, 1941, RAF Aircraftman Norman A. Hough, of the British radio station at Ponggol Point,
Singapore, wrote our service department, asking for some information about the operation of his
Argus Model K. The letter was received here after Singapore had fallen. But the fact that the Japs
were swarming all over the island, and that Hough was probably more dead than alive, didn't deter
the Service department. Many attempts were made to get a letter through. Finally, after some nine
months had elapsed, a response came from the British Air Ministry. (Incidentally, Britain is just as
anxious to reach their
soldiers as Argus is to help their customers, for the response came in a sealed diplomatic pouch
and was opened at the British embassy in Washington, D. C, and forwarded here.) The letter advised
that Aircraftman Hough was a prisoner of the Japs, but it was suggested that we communicate with his
father in England. So once again, after nearly two years of dogged persistence, the Service
department "got their man." Customer: "My, you drink a lot of coffee." Gas
Station Attendant: "Yep, about 15 cups a day." Customer: "Doen't it keep you
awake?"" G. S. A.: "Well, it helps."
Hap Hazard Says:
A fire breaks out in a remote córner of the third floor of Plant No. 1. No one is nearby.
The fire burns unseen, slowly gathering strength. Hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of war
materials are endangered. Then what happens? Directly over the fire an automatic sprinkler opens.
Water covers the fire with a drenching downpour. The fire subsides, and either goes out altogether,
or continúes to smolder harmlessly - until employees reach the scène and put out the
smoldering remains with a small hose stream or extinguishers. Note what the automatic sprinkler has
done. It has detected the fire at the start. It has gone into action automatically. It has remained
in operation directly over the fire, despite heat and smoke. And it has absolutely prevented the
spread of a fire which might have meant the loss of your job or life. This little drama - with
variations - is being enacted thousands of times a year in industrial plantsthroughout the United
States. YOU can either help or hinder the efficiency of that automatic sprinkler! The piling of
material, boxes and stock material above, around and beneath the automatic sprinkler decreases its
efficiency by at least 85%. The automatic sprinkler can do its work properly only when it has
sufficient space in which to opérate. The law states that nothing can be placed within 18
inches of an automatic sprinkler. Check your storage shelves and stockrooms NOW. Rearrange or remove
any material which is within the 18-inch limit!
Argus Recreation Club Opens The Party Season
These pictures show part of the crowd of more than 600 that helped to make the Argus Club's
Hallowe'en party a rousing success. The Masonic Temple's big ballroom was all dressed up for the
occasion. The dancers enjoyed the music of Ralph Wilson's orchestra. About eleven, the dancing was
interrupted by a floor show and a bond drawing. The show featured the amiable heckling - with each
other and the crowd - of the two MC's, Ted Humphreys and Eddie Girvan, the tap dancing of Madge
Starr and Rae Nita Larson, a Hungarian dance by
Mary Jean Webber, a brother and sister acrobatic act by Katherine and Dean Figg, and the wizardry
of magician E. K. Mathews. The lucky bond winners were: Mary K. Summers, Lois Conkey, Esther Allen,
Elvin Richardson, Ethel Soli and Glendon Hilge. Each of them walked away with a $50 War Bond. After
the bond drawing the gang adjourned to the basement to consume thirty gallons of eider and fifty
dozen doughnuts. No sick headaches were reported Monday, in fact, the consensus of opinión
was, "Let's have another party, and soon."
Said the scarf: "Go on ahead, I want to neck." Said one eye to the other: "Just
between us there's something that smells." Big rose to the little rose: "Hiya, bud!"
Executioner as he pulled the switch"This'll kill you." Ceiling to the wall: "Hold me
up. I'm plastered." Dentist sang to his patiënt: "The Yanks Are Coming." Robber
as he jumped on the scales: "Here's where I get a weigh." One stocking to another:
"So long! I gotta run." Salmón as he took the hook: 'Til likely get canned for
this." Cub to north wind: "Don't blow so hard! I'm a little bear."
Strictly The Girls!
When ifou're absent, you work for the Axis. When you're on the job, you work for yourself and
Victory. ON YOUR TOES! These are days when we need to practice on our foot-work. Walking to save
tires, standing on the job, all add up to a lot of wear and tear. Here are some special foot
gymnastics, worked out by Peggy Sage's foot-care expert.
1. Hot water dunking. It's important first to get feet thoroughly relaxed. Fill two pans, one
with water as hot as you can stand, the other with cold. Place a foot in each and keep it there
three minutes. Then switch.
2. Swing shift. For this, hold the back of a chair for support. Rise to toes, swing heels to
sides as far as they will go. Drop heels to floor, swing them together, and repeat. Fine for ankles
and arches both.
3. The twister-medicine for weak ankles: Stretch leg out straight and hold it by clasping hands
beneath the knee. Rotate foot ten times.
Finish off by massaging with hand cream, and add a touch of polish to your toes. No, this isn't
the fashion department. It's a tip on smoothing off rough edges - stocking-saver item number two!
You only have one face! So, if the job's a greasy one, or if you work in d ust -laden air, plan a
skin protection program - and be irue to it! Snwoth on a cream nrqtective bef ore you go to work.
Your vanishing or dry skin cream is good for this. Cover face completely, clear up lo the hair-line,
eyelids, corners of the nose. The idèa is to spread a thorough film between you and those
air-borne beauty hazards. Because you swing sisters have to go in for extra scrubbing, see that your
face gets special lubrication at night. Homogenize'd dry skin cream's good for this, and be sure
there's lanolin in it if you'fe in the dry-skin class. You have more in common with thosê baby
lambs (yes, that's where lanolin comes from!) than you think. SAVE YOUR KNUCKLES! There's less time
for you to do your laundry and in many critical areas very little fuel oil for the commercial
laundries. So save yourself trouble and worry by eliminating tablecloths even for company meals. Get
some inexpensive table mats that can be wiped with a damp cloth after each using, one for each place
and several for your serving dishes. Their gay patterns and colors can complement your dishes or be
a contrast to them.
Stingy? No, just frugal! Like Mactavish make every penny, ration coupon and food scrap stretch
and stretch. Plan for a week - not just meal to meal - and slip lef to vers into
"non-priority" dishes. A top-of-the-list wartime treat is Molasses Bread Pudding, fitting
climax to any meal and easy on those precious coupons. Stamina building too - vitamins in enriched
bread, calcium in milk, iron for good red blood in New Orleans molasses.
MOLASSES BREAD PUDDING
10 slices enriched bread, cubed - eggs J4 cup pure New Orleans molasses !4 teaspoon salt
Vi teaspoon cinnamon V teaspoon vanilla 2 cups scalded milk 2 tablespoons butter
Arrange bread cubes in well-greased baking dish. Beat eggs. Add molasses, salt, cinnamon and
vanilla. Add butter to scalded milk, stir until melted, then combine with egg mixture. Pour over
bread and bake in moderate oven (350 F.) one hour or until firm. Serves six
Dept. 10 News
The Machine Shop has been honored recently by several visits from former employees now in the
service of their country. Cpl. Gus Christ of the Marines was in for a brief visit. Gus is an
instructor in Judo, and was granted a 3day leave before returning to Chicago after giving
exhibitions in various camps. Sgt. Sam Miller, who is now located in California, spent an afternoon
in the shop seeing his many friends. Sam has been married since entering the Army and his wife is
also living in "sunny California." George Tessmer of the Navy, son of Al Tessmer, had some
interesting Navy talk. Although George was not employed here, he is well remembered by many Argus
fans because of his hitting ability when he played softball with King-Seeley. Leona Smith has almost
decided to quit betting on the results of her bowling. Being just a little on the wrong side of the
ledger, Leona decided to doublé up on her bet when the Machine Shop bowled the cellar
dwelling Riveters. Her face was just a wee bit red when all three games were lost. Harold Sweet of
the Toolroom must have feit that the starting time of seven was not early enough for him. Harold
punched in and then proceeded to get ready for work. He noticed that the place was quite deserted,
so he decided to check on the time. It was just 5 A. M. (Does anyone have a good alarm clock for
Harold?) Machine No. I team finally moved out of the cellar, but it was necessary to cali on the
Marines to do it. Gus Christ furnished the spark that enabled them to crawl out of a very bad
Ted Doman, the little round man, is quite elated about his progress as a bowler. In one of the
games Ted was high man for the team, and he feit so elated about it that he is now planning
publishing a book on the finer points of oowling. Our foreman, Mr. Donahue, spent the week-end in
Chicago visiting his son, Patrick, who is taking his boot training at Great Lakes. Bernice Wubbena
was a welcome visïtor to Dept. 10. Bernice was in Ann Arbor to attend a football game. At the
Hallowe'en party, "Shorty" Richardson had difriculty keeping out of ;he corn shocks.
Shorty was so tired ;hat he just had to get some shut-eye. We understand that "Mutt"
Tirrel is Dlanning on moving to Ann Arbor. 'Mutt" was quite a polished basketDaller in his day,
so perhaps the big felow can be induced to try out for the Argus team. Clyde Melton attended the
MichiganWisconsin game and decided that he can't take it any more. Clyde was ready ;o leave at the
half, but his wife was comfortable, so he shivered through the entire game. It was a week before he
"Mo" Howe seems to have found a new supply of energy. Is it the new 'comfy' slippers or
have you been takng vitamin pills to enable you to run around so much. George Kline has returned
from the STorth woods and his luck was much setter than he had been having the last !ew years.
George bagged an eigh-point, 85-pound buck. Hazel Rossister (?) has just returned to work after
spending two weeks in Chiago. Hazel has a ring to dress up that ertain finger, but she will give no
inormation about it. Anyway, best wishes.
The Right Attitude
A certain newspaper editor had cause ;o admonish his son on account of his eluctance to attend
school. "You must go regular ly and learn to oe a great scholar," said the fond father
ncouragingly, "otherwise you can never e an editor, you know. What would ou do, for instance,
if your paper carne ut full of mistakes?" "Father," was the reply, "I'd blame em
on the printer." And then the father feil on his son's eek and wept for joy. He knew he had
worthy successor for the editorial hair.
Not Distinctive Enough
"It surely took you a long time to find me. Didn't your employer teil you how o recognize
me?" "Yassuh, he done tole me, but dey wuz sev'al gemmen wid big stummicks n' red
Argus Hallowe'en Party
Among íhe fesíiviiies which were held ío celébrate Hallowe'en was a
paríy held ai Rose Temple's home for a group of friends. On entering the house the guests
were greeled in a dimly lighted hall by the devil and a skeleton, which was only the beginning of a
whole evening of surprises, among which was an impromptu Hawaiian dance by Grace Hintz. Games and
dancing comprised the major entertainment, with Mary Temple giving tap dancing during the evening.
Prizes were given for the best costumes, wiih Eoiah Buchoitz winning iirst prize for her Spanish
costume and Dorothy Andress second prize for her "Mammy" costume. The evening was not
without its touch of tragedy, however, for Irene C. lost her pipe, tho' she conlends "someone
borrowed" it. Has anyone found Irene's pipe? No story of a party would be complete without
mentioning the delicious lunch that was served as a climax of an evening of fun.
His wife was a "WAVE" and he waved at a "WAAC," The "WAAC" was in
front, but his "WAVE" was in back! Instead of a wave from the "WAAC," be it
said, He won but a whack from the "WAVE" he had wed!
River, Keep Away From My Door
"Wish we had a fifth for bridge." "You don't need a fifth for bridge, you
dope." "Well, make it a point, then."
Just think of it: steak only 20 cents a pound, eggs 15 cents a dozen, chickens 10 cents a pound
and milk five cents a quart." "Where?" "Oh, nowhere, but just think of
Chang Eoyang Remembers China
For more than seven years China has put up a gallant fight against Japanese aggression. All China
has become a battleground. Her dead are numbered in the millions, yet even now, with the enemy in
control of most of her lifelines, her ports and the friendly islands to the south, China fights on.
China's English-speaking allies are doing all they can to help, and with a mounting tide of
production on the home front to back them, there is inevitably a happier day ahead. We sometimes
think that we're suffering when we find some of our favorite staples rationed, but in comparison to
the suffering of China we are all "living the life of Reilly." The war carne to Chang
Eyong in 1937 when the Japs first bombed Shanghai. The following year she brought three of her four
children to America. A daughter, Mary, is now a student at Huntington College. Peter, a son, is in
Citadel Military High School here. And the baby, Ruth, whom Chang kept with her during all her
troubles in China, is now attending school here in Ann Arbor. When Chang returned to China in 1939,
she found that her husband, Keh Eoya, a member of the Chinese National Assembly and military
attaché in the legation at Nanking, had joined Chiang Kai Shek's army on the Hankow front.
Chang was with him in Hankow until the Chinese lines began to crumble. Before the surrender she and
the baby fled to the comparative safety of neutral territory in the Hunan province. In the Chinese
retreat of August, 1939, Keh Eoya was killed. Conditions in Hunan became increasingly dangerous, so
once again Chang and little Ruth moved on. This time to Chiang Kai Shek's capitol, Chungking, the
Chinese Washington, D. C. But even in f ar inland Chungking there was no peace for Chang. In 1940
the capitol was subjected to intermittent but nevertheless deadly bombing and
strafing attacks. After many days of bombing, living by night in caves around the city, suffering
on a starvation diet, Chang and three friends tried to escape by plane. With the reticence of her
people, she states simply that the "plane shot down by enemy," but the pilot somehow
managed to bring the plane down near the Burma Road. After three days of walking through a
snake-infested jungle, the sur vi vors found the Burma Road and the prospect of a good long hike to
Rangoon 800 miles away. But for a change, luck was with them. After a few hours of walking, they
were picked up by a passing truck, which carried them safely into Burma. From Rangoon Chang and Ruth
made the risky boat trip to Hongkong in order to get the liner President Taylor back to the United
States. They arrived in San Francisco July, 1941. Chang says that the happiest moment of her life
was when she realized that she had returned safely to her children, and that the lights of America
would shine over all of them once again. Stealing a kiss may be petty larceny, but sometimes it's
"What was your last job?" "Diamond cutter." "In the jewelry business,
hun?" "No, I trimmed the lawn at the ball park."
"What is the difference between a girl and a traffic cop?" "When a traffic cop
says 'stop,' he means it."
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Once upon a time, Karl Seitz, Plant 2, was bragging about his extraordinary, magnificent,
sumptuous turkeys. One oí the boys suggested that he give a few away. The names of some of
his friends were placed in a box, the box thoroughly shaken, and the lucky name drawn. The winner -
"Red" Weid. The facts that "Red" didn't know were that Karl had no turkeys, and
that every slip in the drawing had "Red" Weid on it. So how could he lose? So the boys all
congratulated him, and while waiting for the presentation of the turkey, "Red" became
known as "Lucky" Weid. When the big day finally arrived, "Red" was called to the
tooi room, where a few choice words were said, and the package handed over. With shaky flngers
"Red" opened the package to
'. cover that the turkey was really a TUR! KEY. lts body was wooden (all white pine meat) and of
special construction. Lee Thomas added certain items (see cut) to give reality to the picture. Red
took the ribbing in such good nature that the boys got together and gave him two plump chickens for
his Thanksgiving dinner. So we still cali him "Lucky," for who else around here has two
real, honest-to-goodness chickens for nothing?
No Pleasing Him
"Your husband is too fond of strong coffee. You must not let him have it. He gets too
excited." "But, doctor, you should see how excited he gets when I give him weak
Dept. 40 News
Mr. and Mrs. Alexander Watson celebrated their 25th wedding anniversary October 14 with dinner at
Weber's Inn and cocktails at home. Isabel works in Optical Assembly and "Scotty" in the
Machine Shop. We're glad to have Della Duible back at work after having been out two weeks with
pneumonía. A telegram was received by Dagney Larson from her former roommate, Irma Hillman,
that she was married November 9 to Seaman Ralph Wirth of Boston, Mass. Irma formerly worked in the
Machine Shop. A stag party was given by Doris Lyons, November 12, for Dagney Larson. The Ouija board
pro ved great entertainment until Lois (Zombie) Bush came along with palmistry. We're now waiting to
see who is right, Zombie or the Ouija. Among the deer hunters from Plant 2 were Mr. and Mrs-.
Watson, who spent the week-end of November 13 at Mio. Reports were, "you should have seen the
one that got away." Lois Conkey was hostess at a personal shower honoring Dagney Larson,
November 19. The party was held in the Hussey room of the Women's League, and refreshments were
served in the Soda Bar during the course of the evening. Over förty guests attended. Bingo was
played and prizes awarded. Dagney received many lovely gifts and loads of good wishes from her
friends. We've finally discovered the reason for the sparkle in Viola Bemis' eyes all last week. Bob
Whitmore dropped in Friday night on furlough. Dorothy Haines is in the hospital with a bad cold and
to have her tonsils removed. Get well soon, Dotty. Lorraine Derbin has been off two weeks to be with
her husband, w home from Camp Forrest, Tennest,Birthday congratulations were in order November 3 for
Ruth Wackenhut. She was pleasantly surprised during rest period with a birthday cake, complete with
lighted candles, and ice cream. Those who enjoyed the impromptu party were Viola Bemis. Doris Lyons,
Virginia Lupke, Helen Fraser, Katie Bauer and Helen Ebright. Dorothy Schalhorn, Clara Dickinson and
Beulah Conway were voted Plant Representatives of Dept. 40. Dorothy was elected the speaker of the
group. Helen Fraser was the recipiënt of cards and gifts during the day of November 18, her
Thinking Out Loud
Someone says. courteously, "Don't throw your mouth into high gear until you are sure your
brain is turning over."