MAY 27,1946
UNIVERSITY,DAILY KANSAN, LAWRENCE, KANSAS
PAGE SEVEN
Need a Car? Get a Horse!
The old cry of "Get a Horse" is revived in this picture, which shows the scene of an automobile dealer's display window. Out of cars to sell, the dealer put in a replica of one of the old-time horse-and-
buggy means of transportation, which did a good job of filling up space. The picture was taken in Nevada, Mo. (NEA) Telephoto)
If You Go To Rome, Don't Ride In Fearless Francesco's Jeep
B FREDERICK C. OTHMAN
(United Press Staff Correspondent)
He blows his horn at 'em.
Rome. (UP)—No New York taxi ever will scare me again. I've been seeing the sights with Fearless Francesco, the driver of the office jeep, who believes in giving pedestrians a sporting chance.
The idea was to look over a hunk of ancient Roman aqueduct, take a squint at a 14-story marble birthday cake with gold trimmings erected in honor of the father of the little king who doesn't live here any more, and maybe stamp my feet on Mussolini's private balcony,
I figured without Francesco. He tramped on the gas and we roared down the Corso Umberto, scattering his fellow Romans like bantam chickens. Francesco bared his white teeth in a smile, indicating he was at peace with the world. He was amazed when I insisted that he halt instead of plowing through a crowd of perhaps 200 citizens in the middle of the street.
There was no way of telling whether they were royalists or Socialists or folks just passing the time of day. They turned out to be none of these. They were Romans shooting craps on the main drag and using a wall built in the fifth century for a backstop.
Only I was surrounded by at least 50 black marketeers now, mostly in their teens, trying to sell me cigarettes Americanos for $1.35 a pack. Francesco was biting his fingernails. His job was to show me monuments, not his prospective victims.
Francesco said he didn't believe I should join the game. He said he believed it was crooked.
It broke his heart when I insisted he wait while I investigated a black market shop established on the sidewalk. Such a stock I never expect to see again. It included two telephones yanked out of the Italian phone system, typewriters, binoculars, brassieres, rayon stockings,inned fish, checked socks and one item the proprietor did his dead level best to sell me.
A few steps further down the street was another smaller crowd. I never saw the like. Here was a agent operating a portable roulette wheel. Francesco said it was crooked too. He wanted to be on his way.
If I'd only been in the market for a fine Malacca cane with a sword inside, it would have been a barbain at $4.
Francesco said he thought I ought to get it. He said it would be hard in case of banditti. He also said how about us getting on with our sightseeing?
I held on tight while he careened over holes in the pavement, and we got to the Forum Romano where there were the remains of buildings
erected BC. There also were some guys making speeches at each other. They seemed sore. Just politicos. Francesco said. Pay 'em no attention. I took his advice and this was a mistake. Later on the police arrested the whole shebang and I wasn't there to see em. I was looking at monuments.
The one honoring the abdicated king's father is magnificent. Francesco said so. I still claim it looked like a wedding cake with a troop of golden horses on top.
The place at Venezuela Palace where Musso used to howl down from his balcony to mobs was a grave disappointment to me. It's not nearly so big as the newsreels indicated. It's in use now as an Allied army car park.
I got to talking to a guard, who said he certainly wished he were back in Chicago. "Where it's not so dusty" he said. As for the balcony of the Musso, I must report it is an undersized job, barely big enough for two people if they hold their breaths. Furthermore it was locked.
I'd have liked to have flexed my muscles on it, but they'd gone limp, anyhow, riding with Fearless Francesco.
New Jersey Carillonneur Here To Discuss Memorial
Robert Kleinschmidt, New Brunswick, NJ., was on the campus last week to discuss the plans for the memorial carillon with Ken Postthewaite, memorial drive director.
Mr. Kleinschmidt is one of the country's leading carillonneurs.
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