Sunday Post - 08.12.1940, Blaðsíða 3

Sunday Post - 08.12.1940, Blaðsíða 3
SUNDAY POST 3 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. (Continued from page 2). 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 (Continued on page 4). 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 (Continued on page 4).

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