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NEW CATHOLIC CHURCH—Sunday, Nov. 1, will see the first services in Placentia's St. Joseph The steel, brick and stucco structure, facing east on North Bradford Avenue, has a seating of 500 persons. (Placentia Courier cut) Placentia Catholic Church Opens The feast of All Saints Day, Nov. 1, is the first Sunday and the first day in the new St. Joseph Catholic church in Placentia. Fr. Francis OBrien is pastor and Fr. William Mc Canalogue, assistant. The masses this Sunday are at 7, 9 and 11 a.m. The 9 o'clock service will be a High Mass sung by the Placentia and Atwood choirs — the Mass of the Holy Family by Cremer. It took seven months to complete altar was donated by the Sisters of St. Joseph of Orange. The church structure is of steel, brick and stuco, and has a seating capacity of 500 people. Everyone is invited to visit and see the new church located on North Bradford Avenue, across from the Valencia High school athletic field. White Temple Film something to help our seas," states Rev. Frank worth, "that we often a scious of how very much to contribute to us. 'More endeavors to show us o we look to these men made the supreme risk." At both the 9 and 11 vices, the pastor will "How Can I Be Sure Abtality?" The feast of All Saints Day, Nov. 1, is the first Sunday and the first day in the new St. Joseph Catholic church in Placentia. Fr. Francis O'Brien is pastor and Fr. William McConalogue, assistant. The masses this Sunday are at 7, 9 and 11 a.m. The 9 o'clock service will be a High Mass sung by the Placentia and Atwood choirs — the Maze of the Holy Family by Cremer. It took seven months to complete this California style church at a cost of $68,000. The architect was the late Gene Verge of Los Angeles; his son Gene Verge, Jr., finished the work. The contractor was the Steed Brothers of Alhambra. A historical aspect is that the late Samuel Kraemer of Placentia bought and gave the land to the church on Murray Street. This was in 1927 when the late Father Murray and Joseph Harmah were searching for an appropriate site. Above the entrance is a stained glass window depicting the life of St. Joseph, for whom the church is named. The crucifix over the main altar was donated by the Sisters of St. Joseph of Orange. The church structure is of steel, brick and stucco, and has a seating capacity of 500 people. Everyone is invited to visit and see the new church located on North Bradford Avenue, across from the Valencia High school athletic field. White Temple Film Tells G. I. Reactions "More for Peace," a motion picture recently produced by the Film Commission of the National Council of Churches, will be exhibited at the 7 p.m. service on Sunday at the White Temple Methodist church. The film tells the story of an American G.I. who returns from Korea to see his fellow-countrymen through new eyes. "So conscious are we of trying to do Red Heads Don't Criticize by ROY L. FOLEY CHAPTER ONE NANCY KELLY'S flying fingers made such a clatter of typewriter keys that she did not hear the office door open. Had she looked up, at first glance she might have thought some motion-picture idol had stepped into the ante-room of Spencer & Charles, Attorneys at Law. It wasn't a movie idol. It was Phil Stanley. For him, Nancy's tumble of ashburn hair, with two particularly obstreperous ringlets on the nape of her neck, was something exceedingly arresting. Something new to capture a young man's fancy. Just one glance, and Phil Stanley knew that head of hair was innocent of beauty parlor touch-up. "Ha-r-r-u-m-p-h!" Nancy didn't hear. She ripped the long, closely typed document from the typewriter and started to read half aloud—"whereas, the party of the first part—" A buzzer buzzed. Nancy jumped to her feet. She grabbed her short-hand book and glanced at the clock. It was exactly noon, quitting time, Saturday, and pay day. She tucked a check for her week's pay into the pocket of her trim, blue linen shirtwist. from the long, mahogany, glass-topped table in Humphrey Charles private office. There was a light of mischief in his dark eyes. "Will you take this chair, Miss—Miss—what did Mr. Charles say your name was?" He didn't say, but it's Kelly." Humphrey Charles' thin lips drew tighter, thinner if possible. He was fumbling with a long, thick envelope. "This will was very brief, Mr. Stanley, very brief. Your Aunt Caroline was a very direct woman—" "to my only nephew, Philip Stanley, I bequeath my entire holdings in the Stanley Construction Company. The remainder of my estate is to be divided into equal parts—" Nancy gasped. A spontaneous exclamation that was hardly past her lips before Humphrey Charles' cold glance bespoke his disapproval. She dropped her eyes and started writing characters in shorthand, she didn't know what. Her heart was beating so fast that she felt that the noise of it must be drowning the brittle words of Humphrey Charles. He was saying something about the residue going to orphans and charity. There was to be half a million for playgrounds and a swimming pool down in some poor district. Phil Stanley laughed. "Whew! What an ice you wear a fur coat take his dictation." Yes, always. Sabies. Nancy struck a hail and strutted half across face, right arm draped left hip in the way of a modelling an ermine wrist. Ah, an actress." No, just a wage slay. Nancy regretted the their utterance. She regretting her impulsive Patrick liked it. He called tainty. Surely not a wage Saturday afternoon." Well, no— Nancy jammed a p face hat over her curtis where are you lunce At the Plaza Persian ways. I find the cavalde foel gras so much be Ever try the Univer If that's an invitation Better try it. It tation." Wouldn't know how with a man who just I mean, well, I'm needed Nancy's tone lost o repartee. This kind o was hardly the thing ought to be on her wa "Ha-r-u-m-p-h!" Nancy didn't hear. She ripped the long, closely typed document from the typewriter and started to read half aloud—"whereas, the party of the first part—" A buzzer buzzed. Nancy jumped to her feet. She grabbed her short-hand book and glanced at the clock. It was exactly noon, quitting time, Saturday, and pay day. She tucked a check for her week's pay into the pocket of her trim, blue linen shirtwaist. "It only I had a million dollars, I'd—" "What would you do with a million dollars?" Nancy whirled around. Her first startled glance told her that she had been smilingly observed, heavens only knows how long, by a good looking young man with mischief in his dark eyes. And in that first instant appraisal, Nancy noticed that he had tweedy look that spells Bond Street. Well, if not Bond street clothes, they weren't the kind of clothes that Larry Patrick wore. Larry was a newspaper reporter. He had tip and ambition, but he had neither the time nor the money for satirical niceties. All this flashed through Nancy's mind in that split second that elapsed between the time she jumped at the young god's impertinent question and the time the door to Humphrey Charles' private office flew open. Humphrey Charles was the senior member of the firm. He was cross nearly every day. "Hump," Nancy called him, when he wasn't within hearing distance. He rasped: "That was the second time I buzzed. Didn't you hear me, I—" The young god spoke. "It was all my fault, Mr. Charles. I delayed the young lady." Humphrey Charles immediately became affability itself. "Ah, Mr. Stanley, I had no idea you had arrived. I was just about to ask the young lady to take some dictation in connection with your aunt's will. Step in, please." Phil Stanley pulled back a chair A spontaneous exclamation that was hardly past her lips before Humphrey Charles' cold glance bespoke his disapproval. She dropped her eyes and started writing characters in shorthand, she didn't know what. Her heart was beating so fast that she felt that the noise of it must be drowning the brittle words of Humphrey Charles. He was saying something about the residue going to orphans and charity. There was to be half a million for playgrounds and a swimming pool down in some poor district. "You may go, Miss Kelly." Back at her desk, Nancy glanced at her wrist watch. It was twenty minutes after noon. In twenty swift minutes she had been witness to the fact that Philip Stanley, already one of the wealthiest young bloodhounds around town, was to have another fortune poured into his lap. On top of that, Constance Stanley, eccentric old dowager that she was, had left half a million to the poor kids of the city. Playgrounds... swimming pools. Nancy snapped her fingers! She guessed she knew news when she saw it. A scoop for Larry. The will was ready to be filed in probate court. She could give Larry Patrick a tip on it. It might be an exclusive story for him. A feather in Larry's cap. Nancy reached for the telephone. The patronizing voice of Humphrey Charles made her drop the receiver. "This will be great news to the city, Mr. Stanley—the playgrounds and swimming pool, I mean. As for your own fortune, I must con—" "Don't congratulate me, Mr. Charles. Money's—well, isn't it the root of evil, or something?" His words were spoken to Humphrey Charles, but his eyes were smiling at Nancy Kelly. "Isn't that right, Miss Kelly?" "Is it? I wouldn't know." Nancy smiled innocently, and touched the tip of the check that peeked from her shirtwaist pocket. Old Hump's lips went into a knife edge line. "Good day, Mr. Stanley." "Good day, sir." The door marked "Private" face hat over her curtains "Where are you lunched? At the Plaza Persian ways. I find the cavalry de fole gras so much beard Ever try the UniverIf that's an invitation Better try it. It tation." "Wouldn't know how with a man who just I mean, well, I'm needed Nancy's tone lost repartee. This kind oce was hardly the thing ought to be on her way her desperately needed very minute. "I repeat. It IS an Please." Phil Stanley's dark full of challenge. "Come on, brighten up of a world weary, m dyspeptic." Nancy Kelly wasn't girl to say no to any twice. Her better judge no. That empty feeling of her stomach said y had been skimpy all w The ride to the Univer was all swift velvet to Wisconsin avenue, p where she so oo on a sandwich and at noon. At Milwaukee street ster came to a noiseless signal of the traffic at the curb. Nancy appraised her She wore a platinum Nancy knew hats. T simple hat the girl wowed genteel dash that neve of a hat factory. Paris: A Lilly Dache model. The girl started to street, found herself Phil Stanley's car. She eyes with impatience, cool green eyes that fraction of a second blue ones; and then m Philip Stanley. "Phil's hand swept to 'Lo, Linda.' Linda Van Vliet's eye 'Oh, Hel-LO, Phil.' Says New York Times Best Paper The New York Times has been named "the best and most complete source of current intelligence" in the U.S. today, in a reading and listening guide to current information issued this month by the National Council of Churches' Department of International Justice and Goodwill. The Times received another plaudit from the guide for its Sunday section, "The News of the Week in Review," hailed by the 26-page booklet as covering the week's news "far more adequately than . . . any of the so-called news weeklies." Asserting that "every person ought to read at least one good newspaper," the booklet contends that "this is possible in only a few places in the U.S. without importing an out-of-town or out-of-state paper." The booklet then lists ten U.S. newspapers selected in 1952 by 213 newspaper publishers from 46 states for "reporting the news fully and impartially, working for social change in the interests of greater justice, and serving as a forum for free discussion." The top five papers, in order of the number of votes each received in the poll are: New York Times, St. Louis Post-Dispatch, Christian Science Monitor, Louisville Courier Journal and Kansas City Star. In a section on radio and TV commentators, the guide notes that "there are many commentators, but only a few give a balanced account and responsible interpretation of current events." Among the 16 commentators recommended are Martin Agronsky and Elmer Davis on ABC; Larry Leseur, Edward R. Murrow and Eric Severeld on CBS; Ceil Brown on Mutual; and Henry Casidy and W. W. Chaplin on NBC. The remainder of the guide, which aims to suggest channels of reliable information on major current issues, is devoted to lists of books, booklets, leaflets and periodicals dealing with one or more aspects of national and international affairs. A preface to the reading and listening guide notes that "no title in this list necessarily represents the position of the National Council of Churches." Eisenhower Asks for Clothing for Relief President Eisenhower's plea that Americans contribute, through voluntary agencies, warm clothing and footwear for the people of East Germany, has been seconded by the Methodist Committee for Overseas Relief is current relief shipments to Gerrry Dr. Warfield. "A amount of this material food, medicines—reaches in the East Germany see be understood, of course cannot guarantee that package or shipment that area, or that any person can be assisted still continues great need in all areas of Germany where in Europe, in Korea the Near East." Bring Band and Drill Team to Anaheim The Garden Grove Union High School Band and Girls Drill Team will perform in Anaheim Saturday, Oct. 31, at 7:30 p.m. as part of the annual Hallowe'en celebration. The band, under the direction of Mr. George S. Gill, and the drill team, led by Mrs. Shirley Behrmann, will introduce some new tunes and frills as they parade before the thousands of spectators — hundreds of whom will be from the Garden Grove area, anxious to see their high school students perform. Don't Cry Closed with a metallic click. Phil Stanley laughed. "Whew! What an icicle!" Spose you wear a fur coat when you take his dictation." "Yes, always. Sables." Nancy struck a haughty pose and strutted half across the office, right arm draped across her left hip in the way of a mannequin modelling an ermine wrap. "Ah, an actress." "No, just a wage slave." Nancy regretted the words with their utterance. She was always regretting her impulsiveness. Larry Patrick liked it. He called it spontaneity. "Surely not a wage slave on Saturday afternoon." "Well, no—" Nancy jammed a pert off-the-face hat over her curls. "Where are you lunching?" "At the Plaza Persian room—always. I find the cavair and pete de foie gras so much better there." "Ever try the University club?" "If that's an invitation—no." "Better try it. It IS an invitation." "Wouldn't know how to act with a man who just inherited—I mean, well, I'm needed at home." Nancy's tone lost its note of repartee. This kind of flippancy was hardly the thing, when she ought to be on her way home with Where are you lunching? At the Plaza Persian room—always. I find the cavair and pate de foie gras so much better there. Ever try the University club? If that's an invitation—no. Better try it. It IS an invitation. Wouldn't know how to sit with a man who just inherited—I mean, well, I'm needed at home. Nancy's tone lost its note of repartee. This kind of flippancy was hardly the thing, when she ought to be on her way home with her desperately needed check this very minute. "I repeat. It IS an invitation. Please." Phil Stanley's dark eyes were full of challenge. "Come on, brighten up the lunch of a world weary, money laden dyspeptic." Nancy Kelly wasn't the kind of girl to say no to an adventure twice. Her better judgement said no. That empty feeling in the pit of her stomach said yes. Lunches had been skimpy all week. The ride to the University club was all swift velvet to Nancy. Up Wisconsin avenue, past Woolworth's where she so often lunched on a sandwich and a cup of tea at noon. At Milwaukee street Phil's roadster came to a noiseless stop at signal of the traffic officer. A fashionably dressed girl stood at the curb. Nancy appraised her at a glance. She wore a platinum mink jacket. Nancy knew hats. The smartly simple hat the girl wore had that genteel dash that never came out of a hat factory. Paris. Handmade. A Lilly Dache model. The girl started to cross the street, found herself blocked by Phil Stanley's car. She raised her eyes with impatience. They were cool, green eyes that looked for a fraction of a second into Nancy's blue ones, and then met those of Philip Stanley. Phil's hand swept to his hat. "Lo, Linda." Linda Van Vliet's eyes narrowed. "Oh, Hel-LO, Phil." (To Be Continued) Don’t a bit of good-natured clowning for the camera, an airman plants an affectionate kiss on one of his turret guns. Yet we realize—as he does—that there's another side to this picture. For the job of keeping America strong is a mighty serious one. And we know now that peace is only for the strong. You are in this Defense picture, tool Stop and think about it: your United States Savings Bonds provide the economic strength to protect America, just as the people in our Armed Forces provide the military strength. 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They will be thanking God that His Word, the Holy Bible, is open among all men and that by the Word they and all men are guided in the way that God wants them to go, says the Rev. H. P. Stief, church pastor. Pastor Stief will preach on the subject, "God Shows His Way In The Reformation." This subject, together with the choir's special anthem, will lead and guide worshippers in a right relationship and attitude appropriate for the Day of Reformation. Grace Lutheran will join other Lutherans and Protestants in a Great Reformation Rally in Los Angeles at the First Methodist church, Eighth and Hope Streets, where the speaker will be the Rev. Dr. Franklin Clark Fry, president of the United Lutheran church in America. This rally is set for 3 p.m., Sunday, Nov. 1. That evening a Reformation rally of all American Lutheran churches of Orange County will be in St. Peter's Lutheran church. Santa Ana. The speaker for this special service, at 7:30 p.m., will be the Rev. A. D. Storvik of Lakewood Park. Pastor Storvik is pastor of St. Timothy Lutheran church in Lakewood. Combined choruses of all the churches will present "The Gloria" and "Onward Christian Soldiers." Grace Lutherans welcome all those who desire to worship God and learn His Word, says Reverend Stief. There's No Substitute for Paid Circulation. Grove High Red Cross Keeps Active Junior Red Cross activities for the school year are under way at Garden Grove High school. The annual membership drive is planned for early November, states Wally Davis, Junior Red Cross president, who says he hopes that the student body will respond with 100 per cent membership as in other years. Miss Marjorie Alexander, teacher-sponsor reveals the Junior Red Cross members have been asked to repeat their successful window painting project of last year at the Long Beach Veterans Hospital. The school artists are already busy with designs for a Thanksgiving theme to be painted on the windows of the Recreation hall at the hospital. In addition, the school chest project started late last school, will be rushed to completion. This chest will eventually be forwarded by the American Red Cross to a needy school in a foreign land. The contributions from the Garden Grove High school students have filled the large chest with health, recreation and educational supplies. This year's student officers for the Garden Grove High school junior Red Cross are: Wally Davis, president, Marvin Powell, vice president, Natalie Morgan, secretary, Shirley Dexter, treasurer, and Jean Enomoto, publicity. HILGENFELD MORTUARY Faithful, Courteous Service 120 E. 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