GHOSTS for tourists only
THOSE masters of the picturesque fib, the British Travel Association, have done it again. They are now persuading Americans to Come.to Britain to see our most invisible assets. Ghosts.
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1 quote from their Guide fers to his ancient family
Back," bas never seen to British Ghosts "Long "ur
Mary himself, at declines to nights are the best for sleep in the room she is sald ghost hunters. So why not to haunt. visit Britain in the autumn, or early spring? In these lovely seasons you get the bast of both worlds."
is
Their secretary, Miss Frances Kay, claims to have heard plain-song in her bath.
learned about the last per- Fun' wito had. slept in Mary's Unlike the Incky inhabi- Sed. Ife heard pounding on his strange Raises all tunts of the Britain that the door, and
night. The fact that his head BTA publicises (which
was under the clothes pre- another country of the same vented hi from out was hyllpng fo name full of kilt-wearing whether them Welshmen called Shake speare still ruled by the I have Firat Elizabeth) never seen a ghost,
A move among ghosts?
But in ense there is
beses,
UNIT
And I om shown the room.
coula not
the TA cxaggerate about it. A log re with Lurning Walls hung
Flumish superb
inpestry. Mesive Tudor furniture whose dark complexity
Carved,' sparkley.
The bed is hung with velvet
THE CHINA MAIL,
FRIDAY, APRIL 17, 1959.
The Defiant Ones
BEGIN IT TODAY Chained together
so there's no getting away...
A NEW FILM now showing in Hongkong, provides a com- pelling commentary on one of the world's most acute problems -racial division. From Ameri- ca, where it has received high acclaim for its unusually bold and perceptive handling of this subject, comes "The Defiant Ones."
It sets out simply and dramatically by taking two men, one black, one white, and binding them together--by a chain. Because of this chain they are forced to live, fight, and risk together.
Anger
"Maybe your head'a hard enough," jibed Jackson, lunging at the Negro. They locked i combat. But their wearinces, and the chain, stopped them.
"You kinda got the advantago on me, boy," "gasped Jackson. "You're awful tough to see the Hight ain't good."
Victor
The Negro gripped him by the throat, "But you can hear me, Joker ao listen good. Elthen we go north or go right back,"
"You're right, boy," said tho white man. "But the time is gonna come... it's sure gonna tho come." He emphasine: words by twisting his hands as if they held the Negro's neck.
8 a.m. Jackson and Cullen
each
TONY CURTIS ANG SIDNEY POIȚIER-BOUND BY IRON AND PERIL
wanted to use the killer dogs
sparked
in Cullen's reached the bank of a river that "Yessab,
would divide them boss!" beenuse they would get the job eyes.
from their ha over quicker, "Just like hul- answered. The contempt in his hunters. But the chain stopped ing rabbits," said the chief, voice szemed to reach to the them being divided from
6.30 am.
A call came from bottom of his soul. Thon ba other. They waded into the flood
waters. the gol warden. Müller did not shouted:
"NO
MORE 'YES-
In mid-river Cullen stumbled look happy about that, either. SAI, BOSS," as if the words
current, He carried the white man with him as they crushed against the rocks.
des- Then Jackson clutched perately et a tree overhanging "What did the warden ky Convict chains are made to the river bank. He wound the just now?"
I persisted. With last. And though Jackson and chain around a branch. the same dry, and look Muller Cullen were streng men they slowly, agonisingly, he hoisted
the himself from told me: The warden sald not could not break this one. to worry about catching them.
"Let's
suld Jackson. waters, pulling ko," They probably kill each other Let's head for Pineville. The selous Negro after him. before they go five miles."
"How cone they chinned a wore a vow he made long ago, and fell headlong into the racing
Can two men who hate the colour of gach other's skin learn, by sharing peril, to see what is far deeper than the skin? JOHN LAMBERT now tells the story in the words of a reporter who followed it all.... DATELINE: Missouri, but maybe it could be anywhere.
8 p.m. It was raining
The convict linked to Cullen HIX AM. It was 10 hours by b
heavy four-foot chala later when the
posse set out glared at him. He was a man
Jackson recapture
and called John Jackson, but nick- Cullen, They were the only two
convicts who escaped.
move, among British ghosts the colour of old gold, and there hard as the gaol truck, never made jokes.
to reserve themselves exelu- sively for tourists I thought. it was time to talk to one of the ten thousand ghosts which BTA tell Americans we glory in.
That was how I came to be lying in four-poster that
is plenty of room for owls to perch on the canopy.
On the bedside table are: 1- large co-bell, for ruising the
arm:
called book hated England; 3-bedside lamp; 4-a large ashlight We Mary should but the cur~ rent; 5-last resort-a erudle in a silver candlestick which bears
In
named "Joker" becaure he carrying 12 chain-gang some, it his face had not been He would have been hand- convicts. rumbled along twisted with hate. the lonely road.
But it was not the bleak night or the slippery road that made the driver growl with anster
I was the blues song thai one of the convicts, big Negro called Noah Cullen, kept chant- "Shut up, de you hear me? yelled the driver.
The Negro took no notice. He song on in lat, insolent defiance,
Mary Tudor slept in 400 years the crest of the Huddlestons:hg in the back of the truck. ago, wailing to put the case "A bloody scalp supported by
for our haunting-rights to two arms."
monarch whose irriness of
nind one could be reasonably sure would have mufflved her death.
* "pile"
Last log
The last log rolls over with a
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It was at Sawstou Ball, near Cambridge, one of those hand- dragon-like lits and bursts into some, high-shouldere Tudor fame. The tapestries start mansions s ankindly called
leker Into 1. Three carved hearts over Use replace grin Mary's ghost probably Hizes and grimace. haunting Sawston because fi
one of the few
Suddenly there is a tinkling places
virginals: where they did her ፡፡ good stand. Hurray, the
But no, it's only 1
rallier melodious clock striking 11.
wily
turn.
meri
the
When she was being pursued by the Duke of Northumber- I start te deze. Heavens, I land's
Huddleston, mustn't go lu sleep. So 1 make family (who are sil Where horrid patterns of the shadows took her in for the night. They of my hands in the re-light. gave her a bed in whose comfort i try a few moms and ghostly I can personally testify, but noises. she did not get a full night's. sleep just the same.
Tracked down
But it is no good. I fall
astep. All is not lost, however,
beatise the next thing I know tinkling sound agrin.
心
been
Again, it' not the virginals, The Duke's supporters tracited but the melodious clock her down and she had to escape
Menight.
bad again, dressed as a dairy maid.
nt mid- mysteriously wakened "Nobody's slept in that bed night. Now something WAS for years," said the present Mrs going to happen. Huckleston.
my scalp
I lay there
with
~THE FILM is produced and
men. Stanley Kramer for Finked Aline.
rected by one of America's top
Te simta Tony Curtin (willa" but file namesake hair style bad WILDE Dusty-distorted Role) and Kidney Poitier
NOIL!"
►
Threat
kul
Do
while man to a black?" I asked, "The "warden's got a Sene or tumour," Bnswered Muller dryly.
Or maybe, as one of the polke esse said, they were the only two who chose to risk their lives in the desolation of mud and rain around them.
The sheriff was Max Muller, amp, man with a kind face.
But for his own sake, as for the Stale Kovernor's, he could not afford lo lose two convicts.
His wish
SEVEN A.M. After running most of the night Jackson at Cullen reached the edge of a Jackson, withs sour
chain between them.
humour, Pounded a rock on the
"I'm gonna buy me a pair of buckskin shoes," he said. "Wu
The fight
Negro's hard face showed n
twinge of fear. "Pineylife is south," he muttered, If don't Ko south,"
When
turbulent
the half-con-
Thanks
Negro man's arm. with river
"und to know a girl in As they sprawled to the safety, Pineville," Jackson persisted, of the muddy bank the
she's there we'll get this touched the white chain broken. Now come on." is face, bloated
"And then what? I'm a water and suffering, had a looke strange coloured man in a white of strange gentleness. " then
holf that Buth town
How long almost swallowed
river...
"he gasped. "Thanks." before they gick me up?"
Jackson chuckled with con- "What for," asked Jackson.
a brand new sult and a silk tempt, "Get off my back," he tonelessly. shirt. And I'll be
I ain't married to you, Charlie said.
What do 1 care!" Petaloes...."
"For pulling me out," said the Negro, with a weak anile.
"YOU heard what the man sald, NIKET." suld Jackson. "Now shut al" Callen elenched his big fists. You call me Even so, being a man with a Nigger again, -Joker," he kind face, he was worried by the way that the posse hud to be Stopped, "And I'm gonna
built up with 50 heavily armed
The whlie man looked at him Jackson slood D In the troopers, 20 civilian volunteers. He laughed gleefully at the The Negro shook the glining lurching: truck, with an ugly and 10 kilter dogs. Almost as if name he had made up. It chain in Jackson's face.
You with narrowed eyen. "Man, i smile on his face. "Make your they were hunting tigers, *emed to stand for the man he married to me ali right, Joker," didn't pull you out," he croaked PRIVE, NI...." he began.
Ife was bothered by a little, wanted to bv. "Charllo he snarled, "And here's the venomously. "I kept you from
pulling me in," did not finish the word.
laconie volunteer who kept play Potatoes," he repeated. "Coming ring. Now we go north." Crflen sang at him. But as Jug Jazz on his portable radio, down the street with a panama The hate between them boiled is black hands reached the He was bothered by me with hat nid a good-looking gol." up as they argued, about break- white man's throat the gaol questions. And bothered most He tugged ni Cullen,
"What "Come lug the chain,
you luck skidded off the road and of all by Gibbons, the big, on, boy," he salo. "You've got gonna
de?" asked Cullen granite-faced police chief who plunged down a muddy bank.
4 free arm. Hii it now."
"Bite it?"
Time for Sir Anthony
yes to
to say that earldom
TN the sheltered garden 'ed to go into Parlament him-
of a Wiltshire manor self,
no
house Sir Anthony Eden Nichola # Eden Jas so far bends over his flower beds. shown political ambition, enn however, und 1 do not believe Sizing them up, he
That he has any.
summer,
She is a granddaughter of the creeping backwards and for- Jate Duke of Norfolk and a very wards like a rookle on the bar. tell just how they will look for Sir attractive
of the example
who marion-opening owner-gulden Tuck square. Every sound rang by the
resonant old room Anthony is a man that our aristocracy have sud- und that
he is doing knows what like a sergenny's shout. denly turned into.
Suddenly, struggling with among plants. slim legs and short grey curly disbelief, I beet me aware hair us we sit in the panelled something. Rrent hall at Sawston and she
The
log-light plays on her
tells me what-lo gxpl.....
"When I came here fral as
the ma-
He now possessed terial things which, to his way of thinking, "net off" a peerage.
Only the rank is missing.
Mr
Macmillan, 1 suggest, would bring honour to himself Meanwhile, Sir Antony's well if he were to persuade Sir Anthony to take up the fancial circumstances have
carldom. undergone a spectacular in- provement.
thoughts as he
of
"Could it be?" I asked myself.
But today, perhaps, he is not his thinking overmach about borders. His mind, more likely, Sir Anthony has become
things well-to-do mán - much better
His forthcoming memoirs, I Js believed, will bring him voice heard in the country.
It is a voice to which
mii- liuris would listen with atten- Lion.
By so doing he would enable. Sir Anthony 10 nike his
I would give a
fot to know his
two
FL
George Hutchinson.
£100,000 or more,
be bold it posly be the laken up with 1-thalf-ever-ne wakisetorey te
onc
of those thick,
Sir
obtuse
years 61 he can look forward to Anthony, a bride I used to hear Mary insensitive people who could alter hils tragic resignation, fe of the greatest comfort. Tudor playing the virginals. She was a very fine phycrfall asleep in Haunted has just none of his eld inter-
Room
est in public efflüirs,MA
Allve to all the issues that disturb the country and divide
you know."
Mrs Huddleston's husband, Captain Reginald Eyre Huddle-
stun, RN. (Retired), who re-
I wan
-(London Express Service).
-Anne Sharpley. the world, ulert to every new
a
remains development. he sharp, informed observer of the international scene.
I would give a lot to know his from thoughts as he
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But Sir Anthony has, as yet;: no platform from which fr.ex- press himself. He without
a forum in which to declare his views on current policies and offer the nation some guidance. lies to A ruitable forum hand, however and it is one which Sir Anthony, if he chose, could enter right way. The House of Lords.
Two days after he gave up the Premieriblp the Queen ask- ed him to accept an carldom. It was the cusicnary tribute to an outgoing Prime Minister,
But Sir Anthony begged to be existed h Honour just then, and the understanding, delicate- ly expressed at the time, was that he might take it up later.
His reason for declining an imnicdiate peerage, as
know
ft, was quite simply the feeling that an epridom sits best on the shoulders · zuztained by a good private fortune by something cubetantially more than his owni small inherited moans and his ex-Premier's penalen of £2,000. Added to this was uncertainty about the future of his son Nicholes, who might have wish-
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looks on from Fyfield Manor
Gents Hairdresser
HAVE
"YUL BAYANT
BE COOL
TOMORROW:
A woman alano
JUST FANCY THAT
A
MAN admitted at West London that he stole 'a sporia car standing outside house by telephoning a garage and getting them to tow it to aleck-up garage on the plea that it had broken dawn. "An extraordinary way of going about 15," sald the magistrate, Mr K. J. P. Barraclough, manding Leonard Thurston, ared 28 of Rosary Gardens, Bouth Kensington, for ■ medi- cal report.
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THE lady driver in distress on the Cambridge road told patrolman Richard Doggett: "My Austin Seven stopped suddenly, and won't move an inch.”
Patrolman Doggett checked vm front to rear. The engine was in order. The clutch func- tloned. The brakes were first class.
AK B
last resort he crawled underneath and found a travel-
ling rug, wrapped round the transmission shaft.
It Worked dough small hole in the floorboards.
Tough luck on pour Sid,'
His hair was 'a'wynnar,
Took three years to grow, Thon along came Yul Brynner.
In London Express Service,
*, l'amen ALDUTI