Sunday Post - 08.12.1940, Blaðsíða 3
SUNDAY POST
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THIS WEEK AT THE
Gamla Bio:
Burn’em up O'Connor.
Jerry O’Connor (Dennis O'Kee-
fe) and his pal, Buddy Buttle
(Nat Pendleton), have left their
farm jobs with a renovated mid-
get racer, to start their racing
careers. On the way to the track
Jerry causes Jane Delano (Cecilia
Parker) to crash her car. She
dis likes him for his cockiness but
sees him break a track record in
his first race. Jane’s father, P. G.
Delano (Harry Carey), recruits
Jerry to drive for him, much to
Jane’s disgust.
In the Indianapolis race De-
lano’s driver, “Rocks” Rivera
Curtis), is killed when he sudd-
enly goes blind and crashes. De-
lano’s other drivers, “Hank” Ho-
gan (Tom Neal) and “Lefty”
Simmons (Tom Colins), don’t like
Jerry because of his cocky atti-
tude. Jane realizes there is more
to him than his ego and finds
Ifer-self falling for him. '“Doc”
Heath (Charley Grapewin) likes
Jerry whom he thinks has great
POssiMttttes.
In the Roosevelt Road Race
Simmons is killed the same way
that Rivera crashed. Delano wants
to quit racing but JeTry tells him
he can’t quit. Jane admires Jerry’s
courage and realizes he is ab
great driver. In the following
race Hogan crashes and is killed
just as were Rivera and Sim-
mons. Delano again wants to
quit hut Jerry makes him stay in
the sport.
The night before the Grand
Prix race Jerry practices going
around the track blindfolded,
counting as he drives. Jane sees
him, realizes that he is risking
his life to help her father, and
tells him that she loves 'him.
The day of the race, just before
the finish, Jerry goes blind, but
because he had practiced blind
driving is able to win. He accuses
Doc Heath of putting poison eye-
lash in the driver’s eyes which
is the reason they went blind,
and Doc admits his guilt. Jerry
and Jane decide to marry, as
Jerry quits racing to go into
partnership with his father-in-
law.
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Norway the Gestapo terror with
all its incredible cruelties, Nor-
wegians continue to keep alive,
in homely gatherings—because
political associations are forbidd-
en—and in a number of ways,
the spirit of the Norsemen with
its ten centuries of brave trad-
ition which no jackboot can tram-
ple on.
There will be beggars on the
stneetc of Oslo this winter for
the first time in living memory.
Already it is impossible to get
white flour in Norway. Only mix-
ed flour is available, and there
is much talk in the newspapers
of the introduction of fish meal,
a substitute made from powder-
ed fish to mix with the flour.
Though where the fish would
come from has not been stated.
At the moment Norway’s great
fishing Industry is virtually at a
standstill because of the acute
shortage of petrol.
Nobody is allowed to use a
private car in Norway. There are
few taxis left in Oslo, but the
owners who have survived are
permitted to run their vehicles
on three days of the week only.
Shortly before I left Norway, I
talked with the head of a world-
famous oil concern in that coun-
CINEMA.
Nfja Bio:
Danghters Courageous.
If you have seen the film “Four
Daughters” you’ll know what to
expect of this film because here
are the same Four Daughters and
the same Four Boy Friends. The
story is rather silly but the girls
are all right.
Mrs. Nan Masters suddenly
announces to her four daughters
that s^e has decided to marry
again, a certain Mr. Sloane, and
fcvhat do they think about it?
The girls are quite happy as Sam
Sloane is a quiet easy-going
fellow and liked by everybody.
While they are happily talking
about the marriage, old Manuel
Lopez arrives. His son Gabriel
has been at it again and Mrs.
Masters immediately goes to the
rescue of the young rascal —
<with the result that one of her
daughters falls in love with him.
When the family is preparing
for the marriage, there is a
knock on the door and in walks
Mr. Masters, who 18 years ago
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try. He said Norway is now liv-
ing on her oil reserves, and even
at the present low rate of con-
sumption the supply will be ex-
hausted by the end of January.
Germany has looted Norway’s
larder. It is impossible now to
buy an egg, and milk is very
scarce. There is acute shortage
of foodstuffs for poultry and
cattle.
Meast is not rationed, for the
simpe reason that there is not
enough of it to ration. On one
day recently only one pig was
brought to Oslo market. Green
vegetables are plentiful, because
Norwegians have converted their
gardens into vegetable plots, but
butter, sugar and ooffee are rati-
oned ,also clothing of every kind.
You would have difficulty in bu-
ying a bar of chocolate in Oslo,
and there is virtually no tobacco.
All prices have increased by
more than double since the Ger-
man invasion.
Plenty of Jobs.
Unemployment benefits have
been abolished, but up to now
there has been no widespread
unemployment among the indust-
rial classes because almost all
available labor has been absor-
bed by the extensive German bu-
ilding of airdromes and barracks.
And for this work the workers
have been satisfactorily paid. But
unemployment is bound to inc-
rease rapidly as winter approac-
hes, and already among the pro-
fessional classes and offioework-
ers depression is acute.
Long-established shipping firms
have had to close down, import,
and export agents businesses have
entirely disappeared, and every
office has “cut down” consider-
ably, so that hundreds of thous-
ands of black-coated workers
have been thrown onto the streets
without any benefit from the
State.
Norway’ Nazi-spoofed press has
of course, played up Germany’s
plan for invasion of Britain, but
we have never taken that plan
really seriously. Their doubts as
to the practicability of landing
German troops in large numbers
in England have been deepened
by an episode the story of which
has gone all over Norway. I can
vouch for the truth of it, having
verified it from various sources.
The Germans acquired all the
fishing boats they could lay
hands on along the West coast
of Norway, and with their cust-
omary efficiency converted them
into troops-carrying craft. One
day a large contingent of Ger-
man soldiers sailed from Aale-
s«nd. They were smiling and in
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