anaheim-gazette 1950-11-03

ANAHEM GAZETTE Published afternoons, Monday through Friday, at 259 East Center, Anaheim, California. Phone Anaheim 2206. Entered as second-class matter at the Anaheim, California, Postoffice on June 5, 1879, under the Act of March 3, 1879. This gazette is a member of the Associated Press, the National Editorial Association, and California Newspaper Publishers Association. All rights hereinafter are reserved. Subscription费 50d per month by carrier or 15 d per year by carrier or mail. MEMBER OF THE ASSOCIATED PRESS—The Associated Press is entitled acquiring to the use for republication of all the local news printed in this newspaper as well as all A.P. news dispatches. THEODORE B. KUCHEL MAX BEILER WILLARD-GREGORY RENEST SEVER MYLES BRADLEY MEIL STANLEY G. E. MELLEN MARY ROULAND RALPH ROULAND A good law? Or a sordid scheme? (Fifth in a series on November 7th ballot propositions. First report on No. 6 was published here yesterday.) A "goodlaw?" or a "big grab?" A tax-saver? Or an invitation to hoodlums to set up shop here? A boon to the needy? Or a "sordid scheme?" That's what you'll have to decide about Proposition No. 6, the initiative measure to legalize gambling in California. No. 6 ostensibly is designed to pay the entire costs or old age and blind pensions from gambling profits. Roy G. Owens, vice president of the sponsoring Pension and Taxpayers Union, estimates the state would get "at least $400,000,000 a year in gambling tax revenue." see it that way: Nor do the State Chamber of Commerce, the California P-TA, the League of Women Voters, school and law enforcement officials, the Democratic and Republican parties and church groups. The Commonwealth Club of California, in a committee report on No. 6, had this to say: "There is much room for honest differences of opinion as to legalizing gambling. But the proposed bill does nothing of the kind. It has absolutely nothing to do with welfare and pensions since it does not alter these matters." And legalized gambling is merely the by-product of an ambitious attempt to set up a hideous WASHINGTON — Two guished Mormons out present a unique contrast man relations. One is J. Clark, No. 2 man in the Church; a Republican; the Elbert Thomas, senior from Utah, a Democrat. Twenty-five years ago Ben Clark worked in the Department, smoothed out of Secretary Frank R. Kruger, eventually became our best undersecretary. He was criticized, however being a radical because he a document proposing a of the Monroe Doctrine; by other Pan-American would join us in uphold doctrine. This theory is more easily accepted, but at the Reuben Clark and his vist" views were compared waft of red-hot air outside Reuben Clark. Eventually Reuben Clark returned to Utah, settled No. 2 man in the Mormon and as a director of companies; hotels and riving human, he has also old. Meanwhile, another Mo Washington has been placed U.S. foreign policy. La Sen. Elbert Thomas of That's what you'll have to decide about Proposition No. 6, the initiative measure to legalize gambling in California. No. 6 ostensibly is designed to pay the entire cost or old age and blind pensions from gambling profits. Roy G. Owens, vice president of the sponsoring Pension and Taxayers Union, Inc., estimates the state would get "at least $800,000,000 a year in gambling-tax revenue." Charles L. Schottland, state director of Social Welfare, disagrees vehemently: He calls No. 6 "a vicious measure, contrary to all concepts of social legislation." It is he said, "a big grab put forward in the name of helping the need and the blind." The initiative would legalize any and all forms of gambling. It would be in the hands of five backers of No. 6 who are written into the measure as $10,000-a-year commissioners. "Here," promise the sponsors, "is your opportunity to reduce your taxes at least 25 per cent and make business better." "A brazen and diabolical scheme for fooling and deceiving the people," warns a State Senate committee investigating the plan. "A bold attempt of five men to legalize and obtain absolute and arrogant control of universal gambling." On one side you have former "Ham'n Eggs" pension plan promoters like Willie Allen as originators of the initiative. Many bar owners supported the campaign to get it on the ballot. Witnesses before the Senate committee testified that vending machine and bar operators contributed funds to the Allen group in hopes of getting in on the prospective gambling licenses. On the other side, every major organization in the state is up in arms against a proposal they fear will license gangsterism in California. Allen and Co. tell you that California has thousands" of untaxed bookmakers and gambling establishments; they're running anyway, so why not cut the state in on the "take?" But Governor Warren doesn't The Commonwealth Club of California, in a committee report on No. 6, had this to say: "There is much room for honest differences of opinion as to legalizing gambling. But the proposed bill does nothing of the kind. It has absolutely nothing to do with welfare and pensions since it does not alter these matters. "And legalized gambling is merely the by-product of an ambitious attempt to set up a huge gambling empire. The authors of this bill propose to play cards with 52 jokers." Senator Ralph Swing (R-San Bernardino), chairman of the Senate Investigating committee, said "any old age pensioner who votes for Proposition 6 will vote for his own death in the final analysis." The committee's preliminary report warns that gamblers and hoodlums—"the only beneficiaries of legalized gambling"—will flock to California by the thousands "to clean up on the suckers." "Legalizing of gambling," the committee said, "will neither make it honest nor clean, but will provide endless opportunities for the slickers to fleece the foolish and unwary." Proponents of No. 6 contend the best way to keep out organized crime is to take the ban off gambling and then let the state commission regulate it. Naturally," the Allen faction says, "the thousands of bookmakers who enrich themselves through unlawful pursuits oppose this bill. So do big Nevada interests whose thousands of California patrons take their money to Nevada to play. "Add to these the big California race track owners and the syndicated gambling interests who strive to preserve their lush monopoly. These interests do not want this amendment adopted." Although bar owners throughout the state displayed big placards urging sign the legalized gambling petitions," the liquor industry officially is opposed to the proposition. Finally Reuben Clark returned to Utah, settled No. 2 man in the Mormon and as a director of companies; hotels and re-Being human, he has also old. Meanwhile, another Mo Washington has been pick U.S. foreign policy. La Sen. Elbert Thomas of U introduced a resolution created United Nations police force subject to Soviet veto; but client to a majority vote U.N. Assembly. When first introduced, the resolution was considered lutionary. However, he for it, demanded public hearing at these hearings, the St parliament vigorously opposed by Moscow, but probably win. Today, in Utah, this sanator who pioneered foreign ahead of his time is now a desperate re-election with the absurd charge that he is a communist. It titles being what it is, the man is working hardest to defeit is the other Mormon leader also put forward revolt ideas ahead of his time—8 old Reuben Clark. Two Gentlemen from Oklahoma Watching the candidate are two Oklahoma candidates one a Democrat, the other publican—who bear watch. The Republican is granting, tub-thumping the Reilliam Alexander, a would-beator, who suddenly switches the Democratic party to publicans right in the midst the Senate primary and riding the Holy Grail with enthusiasm of a huckster just transferred Lucky Street arets from one advertising cy to another. According to the same Oklahoma City, Walter son: "Alexander is the g showman since Billy and just about as honest has ability, a magnificent sique, a glib tongue; and of timing with chorus." IN THE DAYS OF LONG AGO From the Files of the Anaheim Gazette By MRS. HENRY KUCHEL 75 Years Ago Mr. J. W. Clark has leased a piece of ground on Centre street and will shortly erect a building thereon. The contract for the lumber for the Cajon water ditch has been awarded to G. Huntington. The old saloon building at Orange is about to be occupied by a Mr. Andrews who will open a drug store. Land has been sold in Orange lately at prices ranging from $125 to $150 per acre. Mr. Dawson has purchased an interest in the butcher business with Mr. Look of this place. Retail stores will be opened in Orange and Santa Ana. The total vote of Los Angeles county at the judicial election was only 2805. Fitzgerald received 1623 and Carr 1182. Fitzgerald's majority 441. The stages last night were crowded with passengers for Santa Ana, Orange and Tustin. A German lodge of the IOOF will be instituted in Anaheim on Saturday, by the Grand Master and Grand Secretary of the order, who will arrive from San Francisco in a day or two. The following are the officers of the new lodge: J. P. Zeyn, N.G.; H. Knapke; V.G.; R. Heimann, recording secretary; R. Menzel, permanent secretary; F. A. Korn, treasurer. All brethren in good standing are invited to be present at the institution of the lodge. We understand that arrangements are being made for the institution of an encampment. Don Vicente Elisalde of Florence is in town hunting for a horse which, with saddle and bridle, was stolen from his place on Monday. 50 Years Ago W. M. Smart of Santa Ana has been elected secretary of the Santa Ana Valley Irrigation Company. There were a dozen applicants for the office. Harris and Falkenstein made one of the finest window displays ever seen in this city at their store on Center street. It consists of a display of kid-fitting corsets and must be seen to be appreciated. County tax collector Robinson the other day sold for the state of California delinquent property consisting of 49 lots n the town- site of Carlton to the company for $750. On account of the oil excitement lots in are looking up. The Iowa will sink a well as soon material can be secured. James Fletcher died atidence on East Broadway day from the results of a walnut tree while g nuts 10 days before. 25 Years Ago The West Anaheim Newhood club met at the home Ed-Marion on the Garden road Thursday afternoon time was spent in social sewing and music. At 5 o'clock he was enjoyed. Those were: Mrs. Eli Sparkle Brunigin, Mrs. R. J. Sparkle Charles Haber, Miss Lena Mrs. Walter Mickel and theess, Mrs. Marion. J. A. B. Dilworth, man the Southern California A bile club located in this on a two week's vacation perial Valley. Congressman Phil D. was in town last week, some of his many friends was entertained by the County Harbor Commission Women's Club house, Cost WASHINGTON—Two distinguished Mormons out in Utah present a unique contrast in human relations. One is J. Reuben Clark, No. 2 man in the Mormon church; a Republican; the other Albert Thomas, senior senator from Utah, a Democrat. Twenty-five years ago, Reuben Clark worked in the State Department, smoothed out many of Secretary Frank H. Kellogg's troubles; eventually became one of our best undersecretaries. He was criticized, however, for being a radical because he wrote document proposing a revision to the Monroe Doctrine; whereby other Pan-American nations would join us in upholding the doctrine. This theory is now generally accepted, but at the time Reuben Clark and his "bolsheest" views were compared to a shift of red-hot air out of the reminiscent. Eventually Reuben Clark left the State Department and became Ambassador to Mexico where he did an equally good, though according to some, a revolutionary job. He believed in friendship with Mexico—a new theory in that day. Finally Reuben Clark retired, returned to Utah, settled down as 8:2 man in the Mormon Church, and as a director of insurance companies, hotels and railroads. Being human, he has also grown. Meanwhile, another Mormon in Washington has been pioneering U.S. foreign policy. Last year, Elbert Thomas of Utah in- revolutionary job. He believed in friendship with Mexico—a new theory in that day. Finally Reuben Clark retired, stuffed to Utah, settled down as 2 man in the Mormon Church, and as a director of insurance companies, hotels and railroads. Being human, he has also grown. Meanwhile, another Mormon in washington has been pioneering S. foreign policy. Last year in Elbert Thomas of Utah introduced a resolution creating a united Nations police force not object to Soviet veto, but obey to a majority vote in the N. Assembly. When first introduced, Thomas's solution was considered revolutionary. However, he fought for demanded public hearings, and these hearings, the State Department vigorously opposed Thomas's "revolutionary" idea. One year has now passed, however, and that idea is now the official policy of the State department. Thomas's idea was first adopted for Korea and is now being debated in the U.N. where it is being vigorously opposed by Moscow, but will probably win. Today, in Utah, this same Senator who pioneered foreign policy dead of his time is now facing a desperate re-election battle, with the absurd charge being at he is a communist. And policies being what it is, the man who working hardest to defeat him the other Mormon leader, who so put forward revolutionary ideas ahead of his time—80-year-old Reuben Clark. Two Gentlemen from Oklahoma Watching the candidates—Here be two Oklahoma candidates—be a Democrat, the other a Republican—who bear watching. The Republican is grandstanding, tub-thumping the Rev. William Alexander, a would-be Senator, who suddenly switched from the Democratic party to the Republicans right in the middle of the Senate primary and is now doing the Holy Grail with all the enthusiasm of a huckster who has just about as honest. He has ability, a magnificent physique, a glib tongue, and a sense of timing with choral effects. According to the sage of Oklahoma City, Walter Harrison: "Alexander is the greatest showman since Billy Sunday and just about as honest. He has ability, a magnificent physique, a glib tongue, and a sense of timing with choral effects." Carollions and musical chairs, which moved in behind his mellifluous voice, can put the dear daims to sobbing and believing that his voice is meant just for them." Alexander is campaigning for the Senate against Congressman Mike Monroney; Democrat; one of the best young men ever to sit in Congress, and the chief animition he is using against Monroney is a clipping from a Washington news social column telling about the Congressman's basement bar. The fact that anyone should serve drinks in his home is shocking to many Oklahomaans in what remains one of the few dry states in the Union; so the new Billy Sunday from Oklahoma is making the most of it. What these Oklahomaans don't know, however, is that Alexander himself, once he gets out of Oklahoma and down in Texas, has been known to be quite free with the bottle. Unlike Monroney, however, he doesn't drink in the privacy of a home. Feeding at the Trough The other Oklahomaan to watch is Congressman Victor Wickersham, Democrat, now seeking re-election despite one of the worst records in Congress for feeding at the public trough. Here is part of Wickersham's score card: 1. Kept his father on the public payroll first in the Library of Congress, later as an elevator operator. 2. Used a Congressional parking area as a lot from which he sold used automobiles. 3. Paid $7,720 of the taxpayers money to James M. Taylor as a Congresional salary while Taylor was actually working as a salesman for the Mead Equipment co. in Oklahoma City. This salary allowance is given congressmen to help them work for their constituents in Washington; not to be used elsewhere. 4. An additional $2,298 of the water supply. So much than 100,000 would out. True, there may confusion in trying which 100,000 could ably those who could without a drink. Seriously, the emerald likely because mostize that trouble is b ground here, and that you can't take put in five of anyt even—for very long. PITCHING HORSES by Billy Rose In Miami some w Jolson stopped in for at the bar of the hotel was staying, and at the juke box began recording of "Sonny" the machine clicked its-looking woman in the bartender and said a couple of nickels, get enough of that she Jolson pushed at the bar. "The next me," he said. The woman looked face lit up. "Why Jolson!" she said. "Sure," said Al. "it it the minute I came the idea of the corn ter?" "I just had to talk the woman. I've here all afternoon drop in." "What's on your Al." "My husband is in the woman. 'He's in this hotel and had water supply. So so much than 100,000 would out. True, there my confusion in trying which 100,000 could ably those who could without a drink." Seriously, the emerald likely because mostize that trouble is b ground here, and that you can't take put in five of anyt even—for very long. County Comment By GEORGE E. HART Orange County Press Bureau Even a long-reaching memory cannot recall any public improvement proposal for Orange county that is being taken more seriously or held in more importance than the present move to organize most of the county, including another six cities, for annexation to the Metropolitan Water district. This proposal, with its sweeping vision of a future plentiful water supply, is being grasped with a feeling of relief by the leadership in both city and rural areas, because it represents the way out of a water dilemma that is gradually growing desperate. In short, it offers a way to get Orange county off the hook—the hook being a steady water deficiency that is draining the fresh water from the underground basin and letting it fill with salt water from the ocean. The salt water has already traveled about two miles inland at one or more points. Leaders in water affairs, who know that the county does not have enough water to keep supplying the present demand, not to consider the expected growth that will multiply the present demand four or five times within the next 40 years, were ready to grasp at straws. But this MWD annexation move is much better than a straw. A. J. McFadden, Santa Ana ranchman who now heads the organization of all farm cooperatives in the United States, calls it the most important financial step for the county since the first irrigation ditch was dug. Ross Shafer, the Tustin water authority, warns that "we must import water or export people." The Orange County Farm Bureau is backing the MWD move after a careful study of all phases of the situation, including tax- 2. Used a Congressional parking area as a lot from which he sold used automobiles. 3. Paid $7,720 of the taxpayers money to James M. Taylor as a Congresional salary while Taylor was actually working as a salesman for the Mead Equipment co. in Oklahoma City. This salary allowance is given congressmen to help them work for their constituents in Washington; not to be used elsewhere. 4. An additional $2,298 of the taxpayers money was paid to Lloyd Matthews, supposed to work in the congressman's office, but who actually worked in Wickersham's real estate office in Washington. Matthews collaborated with Wickersham in preparing a statement for the FBI, following which Wickersham rewarded him with a coveted appointment to West Point. 5. Steve Fisher and Phil Symcox of Cordell, Okla., had part of their Congressional pay checks withheld by the Congressman during the brief time they worked for him. 6. On top of all this, the insatiable Wickersham tried to sneak a ride back home to Oklahoma on an Air Force plane after the last session of Congress. Congressmen are paid 20 cents a mile for travel home whether they use it or not, but despite this, Wickersham tried to bluff a free ride without clearing with Air Force headquarters. Under the rules, he is supposed to get free air trips OK'd by a Congressional committee. Instead, he went to an air force pilot and tried to wangle a free ride. The suspicious pilot, however, wasn't buffaloes and the Congressman did not get the free trip. NOTE—If he had ridden free, Wickersham could have pocketed his 20-cents-a-mile transportation money voted by Congress. A. J. McFadden, Santa Ana ranchman who now heads the organization of all farm cooperatives in the United States, calls it the most important financial step for the county since the first irrigation ditch was dug. Ross Shafer, the Tustin water authority, warns that "we must import water or export people." The Orange County Farm Bureau is backing the MWD move after a careful study of all phases of the situation, including taxation. But the ranchers have no corner on support for the annexation proposal. Cities were the first to join the MWD. Six of them are already members, including the four largest in the county. The new proposal includes six more. That would leave only one city—San Clemente, at the far lower tip of the county. Those supporting the proposal recognize that taxes are already high and this would make them higher, as the Colorado river water acquired through MWD will cost about $40 per acre foot over all, for domestic use, and about $20 per acre foot for irrigation. But what, they ask, will be the cost to the county of having no water at all? It would cost everything the people own, obviously. True, there are same who would never grow alarmed over a water shortage until they turned on the kitchen faucet and nothing came out. Then they would utter shrill cries for someone to do something about it. Then they would, of necessity, pack their bags, lock the house (although that wouldn't matter), abandon their business and move somewhere that had water. Fortunately, this extreme emergency isn't likely to develop and even if it did, probably 100,000 of us still could go on living in Orange county on the natural face lit up. "Why Jolson!" she said. "Sure," said Al, "it it the minute I came here all afternoon drop in." "What's on your Al." My husband is in the woman. "He's in this hotel and he the other night when in and left an envoy money to be put in yesterday he heard about at Hialeah and took dollars out of your bet it on the horse the 'sure thing' came." Has your husband into the safe before son. Never," said the fact, he never bet on yesterday—and the did it was because of ting out of high school and we've got our sending him to college. And you thought ing 'Sonny Boy' you soap me out of a thou said Al. "Well, I did that easy. Go and band—you're both me." A few minutes later were in a cab with it was all over but printing, but instead for a police station drove out to the South track. There AI led to a pari-mutuel handed him five dollar bills. This makes fifty you owe me," he shuffled five C's on No. 4 to tip on him this morning. No. 4 ran so fast caught up with th rabbit, and when the clerk cashed in his tickets he was handed $3,000—the odds had been five to one. "I'll take my fifteen hundred," said Al, "and let this be a lesson to you. Never bet the horses—if you gotta bet, bet the dogs." Last Fall, after a guest broadcast in New York, Jolson was buttonholed by a young man as he was leaving the studio. "I don't suppose you remember," he said to Al, "but several years ago you took my folks out to the Miami dog track and helped them win fifteen hundred dollars. That money made it possible for me to go to college." "Sure, I remember", said Al, "and when you write your mom tell her she still owes me some dough." "I never heard about it," said the young man. "How much was it?" "A quarter," said Jolson. "She was playing a juke box and ran out of change." Oblong Views FROM AN EGG-SHAPED HEAD By WALDO HUNTER (The rich mah's Pony Swenson) THE VETERAN OF World War II can't help wondering with a shudder if things have changed much in the New Army. Is it still run on the "Order, Counter-Order and Dis-Order" theory? Our outfit, a raffish and unruly bunch of gravel-agitators (referred to in some quarters as the Infantry) was encamped for a time lowing memorandum came down to the company orderly room at Camp Wolters, Texas, from battalion headquarters: MEMORANDUM: SHOES 1. A recent inspection has shown that current directives relating to the alteration of shoes are not being observed. To insure alternate wearing of shoes, the practice of which will permit natural drying and prolong their life, the following measures will be carried out by all units of this Regiment: a. One pair of shoes will be given a distinctive marking with paint placed high on the outer surface of each shoe top but on the side of the shoe next to the inner side of the foot. This mark will be one-half inch wide and two inches long placed horizontally and parallel to the top edge of the shoe. This marked pair of shoes will be worn on alternate days as far as practical. 2. All units will conduct an inspection each morning prior to the first training formation to check compliance with this memorandum. By order of Colonel RENTH: JACK R. GAY 1st Lt., Infantry Adjutant You can visualize the hurry and scurry to get some 185 pairs of shoes marked (in the right place) that night. Next afternoon, imagine how confounded we were to receive this order from battalion headquarters: MEMORANDUM: Unnumbered memorandum, this Headquarters, subject: SHOES, dated 21 September, 1944, is rescinded. By WALDO HUNTER (The rich mah's Pony Swenson) THE VETERAN OF World War II can't help wondering with a shudder if things have changed much in the New Army. Is it still run on the "Order, Counter-Order and Dis-Order" theory? Our outfit, a raffish and unruly bunch of gravel-agitators (referred to in some quarters as the Infantry) was encamped for a time in the burning late summer of 1940 at Camp Forrest, a dusty and wretched collection of hutments located in the brooding foothills of Tennessee's Cumberland Mountains. At Camp Forrest, it seemed that no order came down to the lower echelons without subsequent, rapid, recission and change. They would fall us in at 7:45 a.m. in full field equipment only to fall us out again with orders to get into spit-and-polish parade uniforms. In our squad was a rustic from Southern Illinois who could neither read nor write, and consequently had even less opportunity to learn what was going on than did we literate. Invariably, when the order came down for us to change uniforms in two minutes, he would, from the back ranks, ask in a high-pitched nasal voice: "Reckon what they want us to go an' do that fer?" He would always ask that question, and no one ever answered it for him. After about six weeks of training, when his plaintive query had become practically a company slogan, he disappeared from the ranks. The First Sergeant claimed he had been transferred to another outfit, but some troopers hinted darkly that the bugler, on furious orders of the top kick, had beaten the poor drattle to death behind the orderly room with a cornet. I doubt if things have changed much. While riffling through some army memebees recently, I came across a good example of how the military mind operates. On September 21, 1944, the fol- Adjutant You can visualize the hurry and scurry to get some 185 pairs of shoes marked (in the right place) that night. Next afternoon, imagine how confounded we were to receive this order from battalion headquarters: MEMORANDUM: Unnumbered memorandum, this Headquarters, subject: SHOES, dated 21 September, 1944, is rescinded. ... That night, you may be sure, many an embittered and frustrated sergeant lingered long over the wine. Mail Bag To the Editor: I noted Mr. Solter's letter in your fine paper yesterday where he complimented the 20-30 club for doing a bang-up job in the big Hallowe'en parade. Mr. Solter was dead right. But, I have a gripe about another parade ... the kiddies' parade in the afternoon of October 31st. Nobody gave any credit to the St. Catherine's school color guard for parading the American flag. They did a good job, too. But—here's where my real gripe lies—when the color guard marched up the street very few people stood up or stood at attention in respect to the American flag. That is the report all along the parade route. Actually, few men even removed their hats; and one police officer, unintentionally, turned his back on the flag as it went by. It's all over, of course, and it was a wonderful parade. But, I hope this reminder might keep people on their toes the next time the color guard passes them. L.E.S. "Clippolino" is the Italian diminutive of "cippola," which means onion. It is the name of an onion-colored green and white asphalt tile in this country. face lit up. "Why—you're Mr. Jolson!" she said. "Sure," said Al, "and you knew it the minute I came in. What's the idea of the corny routine, sister?" "I just had to talk to you," said the woman. "I've been sitting here all afternoon hoping you'd drop in." "What's on your mind?" asked Al. "My husband is in a jam," said the woman. "He's the desk clerk in this hotel and he was on duty the other night when you checked in and left an envelope full of money to be put in the safe. Yesterday he heard about a sure thing at Hialeah and took a thousand dollars out of your envelope and bet it on the horse to win. Well, the 'sure thing' came in fifth." "Has your husband ever dipped into the safe before?" asked Jolson. "Never," said the woman. "In fact, he never bet on a horse until yesterday—and the only reason he did it was because our son is getting out of high school next June and we've got our hearts set on sending him to college." "And you thought that by playing 'Sonny Boy' you could soft-soap me out of a thousand bucks?" said Al. "Well, I don't soft-soap that easy. Go and get your husband—you're both coming with me." A few minutes later the couple were in a cab with Jolson, sure it was all over but the fingerprinting, but instead of heading for a police station the hackie drove out to the South Miami dog track. There Al led the husband to a pari-mutuel window and handed him five one-hundred-dollar bills. "This makes fifteen hundred you owe me," he said. "Bet the five C's on No. 4 to win—I got a tip on him this morning." No. 4 ran so fast it darn near caught up with the mechanical