Playboy Maxie Really Started Something...

GEORGE WHITING

London.

go

WHERE will Britain's American tourists this

Summer? To Stratford-on-Avon, to Windsor

NO

LOVE

FOR

THE CHINA MÁIL - THURSDAY, APRIL 2, 1959.

'Here's why you will always

JOHNNIE be a

Castle, to Piccadilly-by-night. and, believe it HE always enjoyed walking up and down the

or not, to the shop round the corner in the Wal- worth Road.

3 sent me a note from Wends-

worth Prison, ‘ordering' a white shirt and a black He for his own execution,

True, it's been pathed up blt with chromiumi plate since old Nai Dale used to make six- penny caps for workaday ceste:s and three-and-sixpenny bowl- cry

For the young binods to aport en Sundays in the neigh bouring market place of East Lane.

But,

Let loose

for

the

transplante tourist, dewy-eyed and doller: rampant, It is sull the "quaint Jittle lore" they sun rave about when they get brek home 15 Las Vegas. Les Angeler, and Lile

Hack

They

silk

woollens.

|

terrace in the summer time when the tables were full. He liked to think that the guests sitting with Members were asking his name.

the

At the far end of the terrace Old Fred Andrews was leaning the stone balustrade against

Fred watching the tide. Old "I suppose you could say it was popular, experienced, too was that crazy American heavy-old for office, but wise in weight, Max-Baer, who really ways of the Labour Movement. started us in the 'expert' trade Byrns stopped beride him and when he came to Britain together they watched the elver, fight Tommy Feer in 1937.

"Well,

man," young Andrews. "Seen the Evening Standard?"

said

-by WILFRED FIENBURGH

failure

★This is Chapter Five of the novel by the tale WILFRED FIENDURGH, MP. The story in far: Hla poiliioal career blasted, his domesite fife in rains, John Byrne, Labour MP for Marulifield, was floundering. lie had been passed over for office in the new Boctailst Government. Ill wife had left him. He had falled to win Mary, the neighbour in the up- stairs flat at Swiss Cottage. In an altempt to make a political come-back, he allowed himself to be nominated chalaman of a small group of dissident MPs, men with a grievance, out to harass the new Government. Later, Byrne walked on the

terrace at Westminster...

pants, bulging nekei, wern down.

Pauline

Through the deep misery which hung heavily in every room he carried the image of Pauline. Perhaps Pauline

Not until the late was there,

Afternoon but there was no way of and did they start to talk. On 0 ing out.

whim they took a river steamer to Greenwich. They sat on bench in Greenwich Park.

Quielly he said: This con- versation of ours has gone on a long time." "It has."

He had to walk on, back towards the main road.

If Pauline were at home che might soon be making her way towards wherever she worked. There was n chance just a heels They were together,

chance, that her day had not and the young man.

yet started. She would make

bus-stop or Dismay gave way to anger towards the

the and embarrassment. Feeling tube station.

an elderly

uncle he led

Sen- Fool, thought Johnnie. tentious sentimental cld fool

(That

Because evening, Johnnie Byrne was lonely. Mary took him to a party at Belsize Park, a party of youngsters in trouble slacks, of jazz

"Not now, you're not. But by

"His bodyguard, a real tough

the time the newspapers have came ge named Jerry Casule.

end bought a whole stack of

He pulled a folded copy from finished with, you you'll think

the you

Then shirts and size seven-and-seven- eighths hats for the buss Ducts Jseket pocket. had 120 shirts before he left),

can

There was a bold headline on and asked me if I knew where the front page. "Labour Rebels they could set up a training Meci Byrne was surprised but camp some Fluer where

see a real pot displeased. This would be trickle delerminedly you Brithers

Renfrew at work, stirring thines and they champ in cetion.

up, making things muve just a elong in their taxis, lel loose both imugins Bon

"I took them. cul

to Chisleitle faster. He read on: money over English

blue- handmade Argylt socks of tarhurst, but Beer yelled

"First signs of a split in the

Party Shirts, murder when he saw a cemetery Labour

showed today 102 #plendour. blazer, and created fict that next door, Windsor they des- with the formation of a ginger give Hank and Eliner the kind cribed as a morgue. But I even-

group led by John Byrne, MP of escutcheon calculated to tually introduced them to the for Marshfield. knuck 'em for

in Aer of Spades, on the Kingston e loop

by-pass. They kleked the office Louisiana.

der pen, reared the wils out of in heraldic" the manager, and eventually look Another line

over, lock. elds is sure-fire from Sealth the whole place

stock, and barrel for a month. to Syracuse.

Why Walworth? l'eter Dale, Nat's son and present proprietor, -waves as reminiscent hand anti tells how ilmes have changed. slace. 30 years ago, three race course thuga walked in and awiped the knitwear with rare at the ready and since Young Nipper Wood, a noted Bermand- demonstrate sey pug used to

pickled" the toughners of blk knuckles

them by driving through the shop's worden door panels at two shillings a punch

The names

business. "Spurt started this and it is sport that fetches the says Americans, bless them." Jale.

"Jim Deiscoll, Temmy Burns, Fedlar Fulmer, Steve Donoghue, Jimmy Wilde, Alex James, Ted Bullet in a Rolls-Royce), Jack 'Dempsey... they all wed to

wander in.

Shirt hunt

"Baer, as you know, lest his fight with Farr but he stopped telling America the including us."

ever Zbout friends he made here,

Well, playboy Muxic certainly started something. Since there pre-televi- expansive, pre-war, sion days, the shop in the Wal- worth Read has turned on the olde-worlde welcome for literal- ly hundreds of Americans hell- bent for homespunt.

"Its purpose, as explained by a spokesman, will be to keep an eye on the new administration. "Members of the group feel that in distributing offices the Prime Minister has favoured the right wing of the party and the intellectuals at the expense of the left wing диа the unionA."

"John

trade

arr.

starts."

He

DI!

like

them downstairs to the terrace for a drink.

You were a fool, he thought,

on a record an old, old fool.

himself

Esten to the debate and went

Humiliated

He bought an early edition of the Evening Standard from the sland near the Underground,

bar.

"I don't mean the conversa- words but the tion with

we conversation

have been making silently all day. Do you think it bas gone on too long?" . She answered. "No. It has not gone on too long" the back of her hond.

Then bis hand moved, touched Her

་་་

Johnnie," Pauline said, want to turn my head to look ut you. But I can't. 1 can't. Whatever there may be after- wards, there'll be nothing... There'll be no... no sensation

player, of beer and sausages, le gave them dinner and a and looked for somewhere to and clasped his fingers strong- broke

Johnnie felt out of place und bottle of wine, Atting abruptly. Then he said: "Sit down, boy. lost, unit he found himself talk into the avuncular role. Then walt. A little way down the 1, firmly, warm. you're going to bloody listen, in to a dark-haired viri, neatly he left them in the gallery to road to the left was a coffee-

in know why

He settled down with a coffee, you've dressed, sitting sedatel in want

put the Evening Standard on the failed, and why you go

tuble belore him, and waited. failing?"

Twice he stood up 10 leave, thinking suddenly that he had been there too long.

on

"You've

Dyrne zat down, failed because you've got brain in your head but ne fire in your belly. You've got ambition but no integrity,

For people

"You're a political technician. You came here for A career. You learned the words but not the music.

"You work at polities, like it was П piece of precision engineering designed to build u the machine to carry you to

You've thought of nowt

Byrne, 42-year-cil top. leader of the group, was ex- else since you came, Not what pected to be offered at least do they want, not what's right, ministerial rank

but how will this work out best for Johmile Byrne."

Byrne folded the newspaper and handed it back tu Andrews. "Do you believe all that?" he asked:

stuffed the news Andrew's paper into his pocket.

"You tell me. How much is

*But He stood up heavily. you've forgotten. ane

thing, Politics is for people and not for calculating machines."

corner.

even

Her name was l'auline West, she told him. She teas a photo

engaged. graphic model, 20 years old, not together. married, not

come to the They left the party He told her to House some time: "Just send in n, green card from the Central Lobby."}

The green card arrived two days later at about six o'clock.

silting Byrne was Chamber.

in the

The handwriting was clear id rounded. Name of visitor, Pauline West; address, B. Stan hope Street. Kensington. Pur- pose of visit-by Invitation.

He stuffed the card into his

walked and

quickly pocket

to the Central Lobby,

Relaxed

about She was not standing anxiously as most visitors did, but she sat relaxed and at ease on one of the dark green over stufted benches, looking.cool.

"I hope you haven't been waiting long." They hands gravely and she stood.

shook

that the

straight home. not even going to all in the Chamber so they could see him from gallery,

For an hour the next morning

the he drifted aimlessly about

lat. Through the deep misery hung heavily in every which room he carried the image Pauline.

Waiting

of

turned

The whole business state and bitter, and, crawling with humiliation, he left Bix- pence under his saucer, folded his newspaper, and walked out

into the crowd.

He saw her step down from an islami in the middle of the road. She was wearing a blue dress spotted with white circles. a white handbag under her arm. She reached the pavement walked towards him.

Je tried to adjust a smile pression to muscles in his face were

and

The next move was hers, if there was to be a next move, But where and how? And sup- pose she did not make a move? As he walked down the road he had no idea what he pro posed to do. He called a taxi and gave Pauline's address.

The tax crawled along Stan- stiff to respond. If he

in them he would achieve a manioc hope Street and curved

like this. Like this holding hunds the first time,"

Her clear pronte was pale. He studied it, the arched eyebrows, the firm, rounded lips, the soft checks and the long sweep of the lashes. She closed her eyes,

"I did so want to meet you. goln-I'm shameless. I bullled that poor boy into taking me to the House,”

She

Happiness

Jumped up.

so quickly that he was startled. Then sho turned and kissed

him lightly

his

x-

but

the

on the check.

too

farced

she laughed and ran,

wards the kerb at number gin. She had seen him. She

eight. He leaned forward and stood before him. rapped on the glass partition.

Drop me at the end. Not here."

"Surprise!" she said. She looked at him with a flicker of a smile.

"You wrote your address on the card yesterday," he con- feared. "I came here hoping to nce you."

He waited until the taxi had disappeared, then walked back the He started to walk away, then

hastily along the side of turned. "Johnnie, he said

road opposite Pauline's house. truc

"Not much. We had a meet- quietly, "learn a bit of bumility.

Eight this

"I saw you from the window," was Pouline's many Learn to love folk a bit. Get a

door. He rested a foot, against He knew that the day would ing this afternoon. Not

op- be a good day, that there would shots?

the low wall of the house By the dozen of us, just Maxwell. Renfrew, bit of blood in your veins and a

A neat, pleasant young' man postle, and busied himself with bo fumblings and electronics Charlie Young and Jeffrey but bit of love in your heart." One sportsmun,

a selekce de he left. We're

Andrews stumped away down" stood beside her. Byrne felt a a shoe-face that millionaire with

not very in-

was already Elorts and tensions between gree, his own airplane, a yacht,

shock and the terrace, baggy

dismay, tled. portant."

unpressed part of four Cadlines, and factory in in for some Cub, dropped

ensure al bltzer badges to being improperly dressed ter big-game safari in Atries.

3

Before he left the sling, he .in: isted on Dale spending A with him at la New "Remember Del Fontaine, the month boxer who was hanged for mur- Jersey honie, ell expenses paid. der?" He was a customer here. And Dale, hot-foot from haber- Two days before the end, he dashery in S.E.17, found himself being violently sick on a shark- Ashing expedition

ARTIE

SURPLUS STORES

A+2-

miles aff-shore from

eastern seaboard.

60

Bome

America's

Then there was Fred, the ex-mayor

Call- of Fillmore, fornia. Fred, a car magnate who collects tropical birds, began his Walworth Rood pilgrimage with modest demand for a silk Trincoal.

10 oil-

Next time be brought gusher pais on wholesale shirt- hunt, and Anished up making o firm but abortive offer for all the parrots in the London Zoo.

Any complaints? Dale admits to a small coo. Hank and Elmer, he says, are always in-ton inüct of u hurry

they hear that their particular family crest is sa enmeshed in the mists

can ensure its

loving care 4

"When he asked for brown woollen cardigan, a khaki shirt, raspberry tinted knickerbockers and brown high boots, I was sure he was Grivas,"

Lundan Express Service

DON IDDON'S DIARY ★

AS A PRESTON LAD I HATE

TO ADMIT IT.

En route to Sea Island, Georgia,

ATTENTION Proud Preston.

I have

of history that only me and driven 600 miles in the past day and a perfect reproduction in gents half heading south for Georgia 'and, `por-

natty weer for Nebraska and New York.

After all, a craftsman has his

hops, Florida.

But If Britain wants to

know anything about

motorways this is the

place to learn

them.

no

"Confessions all over now,"

leaping

grass

and bounding, down the stops to the road. Byme TH after her and caught her.

They went back to London on a bus, hand in hand. She left

tim

nt the door of number eight und Byrne went back in his fiat. There was a tumultu- ous happiness Inside hun as he fell asleep.

TOMORROW:

false

Trouble for the Prime Ministar

small quantities compared to sinns bave ice-cream, 37 varie- the American volume, I could ties. Incidentally, the general see he did not believe me. lold me that Mr John Foster

I am finding it extraordinarily Dulles has lost 171b. in weight difficult to readjust myself and during the past two wecks, not am finding both American and 71b. es reported. British oficials.....

or hostile to

scratical A-State Department officin

tion of life in the U.S.S.H., could not tecept my "description of the beauties of the Kreměni until Anthony Barber, the

March 1959..

the

ch-

'It's absurd". Prime Minister's Perliamentary At a party the other nighFS Kate Graham, Deputy Consul- thing Dan says <bout is General in New Yoria brilli- Kremlin's splendour -unt career woman with distin- solutely right."

guished service behind her- I am rather glad to be on the went white with anger when I open road after the brief stay in said, "There are quite a fow the ecpital. Hotel lie is being things we could copy from them, rulaod there and in many Ameri- "It's absurd that their stallons can eitles by the mass conven- and undergrounds should be tons of business men. better than ours ant that they. At my hotel, cnce gracious aro going ahead in all sorts of and delightful, the National Rifle Convention was being held. are ficpressed him about America, ways.”

Miss Graham obviously didn't Hundreds of men, some of them The Jersey Turnplikte is over going to have to spend many he said: "The roads." ten years old and has endured millions of pounds,

The only way to see the ecun- like my enthusiasm for the Rus- in lumber jackets,

slan people. She scenied to them, without ties, milled in the beat of 110 degrees in the

try properly is by car, and 1 am sun, and cold of ten below zero. of toll collector

By chance there was a strike enjoying this journey after all Imagine I was being disloyal to lobbies under the chandeliers

And on the turn the flying recently. It has been flooded by down- pike when I sild the Cadillac way you get the true Impression the better characteristles of the rants

this Britain for reporting some of and swarmed into the restau- pour, snowed under, baked by from U.S. Route One into

There was a Russians.

group of un- bilatering heat.

Two nights later, at another infortable Red Indians, awk

Every mile of the way so far has been on pride espacially in the Wai-smooth-surfaced highway, parkway or turnpike— all the roads with a centre division and some with four lanes each way.

worth Reed.

-London Express Service,

GIRARD-PERREGAUX

Fine Watches since 1791.

There are 110

American turnpikes

Ave

the of America's size and power.

many of

cracks or holes on its surface, ramp. A group of men waving In ignorance party, given by the planist ward in their city clothes. Then, pike decent wage for every- I have skipped through New Moura Lympany, she locked as in many so-called luxury

self-

Its shoulders are firm, its life plecards "Den't ride the turn- span many more decades, with one tried to block the stream Jersey, Pennsylvania, Deleware, straight through me.

Misa hotels here, the Ifis are proper attention,

of cars and Jerries, but we Maryland, Virginia, skirted the Graham hes, of course;

never operated, Too straight ignored them. Then instead of Carolinas,

and had a brief been to Russia.

'Do not panic' getting a ticket at the first toll stop-over in Washington. Out- Other omelala have shied It is regarded here as obsolete booth, which is surrendered at side the capital there is much away from

An old woman, an elderly in design because it is dead exit points, o crudely

my reports. They chalked less war talic. Gaz slation seem incapable of being ob- man, and myself got stuck be-

straight, can put drivers to sleep sign said "Bargain rates. 25 attendants, waitresses, bat Jotive, or of even making an tween the fifth and sixth floors,

OF the

But there are no cross rections or traffic lights throughout

its

tionx

we

WED

by is monotony, and lacks the safety and beauty of the cents cars, 50 cents trucks."

tenders, policemen, State patrol- attempt to help resolve the dif- The elevator car was jammed. Pennsylvania Turnpike

These were bargain rates. men don't expect war. They are ferences between the West and We read the emergency instruc Usually I pay

"Press the red button. one dollar. 75 not shouting "threats, like some the Soviete. Now York Thruway.

cents (125.) for the run of the generals and politicians. The This is a pity. We pay our Do not panle." turnpike, and the minimum is 16 mood of the country this par public servants, particularly our We pressed the red button, cents for a few miles, but the fect spring is mild but inquiring, diplomatic, consular, and infor- and we did no panic, although 110 miles from George Washing strikers had tried to close one of The Imorance about Russia mation service officials, large the old women whimpered a bit ton Bridge, New York, to the America's great ronds and the almost as great as the ignor tax-free salaries, big rent allow- and I could fool the sweat on Delaware Bridge.

turnpike authority, accepting the ance in Russia

about the ances, and expense" accounts to my forehead. Altogether. Recently, L A Preston huge loss of $50,000 2 days United States and England.

were stuck for eight minutes, represent us. Jad, was in proid Preston and a day--kept the cars moving.

Moure, I was talking to, ong garago

the claustrophobla who has been to and had a look at the Preston Motor-

Anyway, it was a good cut- owner about traffic in Moscow Russia and was feted ibere esa growing. way. I had a look, then I turn rate start to the journey south and how the pedestrians ignors great artist, agreed with my ram “Il is absurd that hotels charg- ed away. The next time wo in perfect spring weather.

ed the traile lights, and he port it was two against the Ing 25 and £0 a day for embark upon ambitious road

a routine room should have fired There is, of course, no road zuid: "You mean to tell me Feat. building let's take a look at the remotely-comparable-to-this-in-they have trafights in Washington I found the their lift operators and highways in the US.

the Soviet Union

in the Rusia?" And when I told him ignorance almost as, deep, and stalled lifts which the passenger Mind you, it we are going to United Kingdom. Mikoyan tra- yes, they had traffic lights, tole disturbing, My friend General himself has to operate.

It is particularly, unfortunam (as | bulki roads on even hun- velled this way, and later, when vision sets, washing machines Jomph Balley found it hard to Idredth of the scale of the he was asked what had most electric toasters, but only in accept the fact that the Rus for old people and children.

fri-

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