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> ett te aj Mi Washington Scene . . y tn ee Hello, Home Folks! I INSISTED we come home from Europe before my bride could meet Capt, Townsend, because To will not have her name linked e.- with ihet of & commoner. Moreover, if the unman- ning incident : at Chigwell -F could be taken | as anh augury, there Were omens that the old coun- & uy might be Plunging into Dixon a& rather unethical type of erime wave, The police of Chigwell, metropolitan area in Essex, a have a rugby team. On a re- cent Saturday, which dawned in a normally damp and. law- abiding manuer, the Chigwell Bobbies taok on the London Welsh for a rugged go at rug- ger. But, during the game, ans unsportsmanli ke thief raided the police team’s dressing room and made off with the wallets of nine constables. The purloined purses con: tained not only a total of bet-~ ter than 50 quid in cash, but the official warrants cards . which authorize the players, while not engaged at se to search subjects of Her } esiv and make arrests. Fifty quid averages out to more than § pounds per con- Nat Pod Stable, which is a sizable sum for a Bobby to be Packing, but particularly when he in- tends to doff his uniform pants and leave ihem lying around a dressing room. However, nothing developed fram this although there were miutter- ings in Labor Party circles that questions should be asked in the House. The victims also found them: selves in a rather unusual quandary, beeause, without iheir warrants eards, they could not legally search each ofher. And to their further embitterment they Jost the match to the London Welsh— who suffered no. pilferage of ¢ash or cards—21 to 2. When we left Europe, the unspeakable crime had not vet been solved. but Scotland Yard said the CID was making inquiries. I UNEARTHED one reas- suring piece of information abroad. Since the Maclean- Burgess revelation, the Brit- ish Foreign Office security officers. have been right on their toes. They had reason to suspect that a certain division might ibe infiltrated by eneiny agents a so they sacked the whole farce. ButsBritish fair play prevailed. They gave the discharged em- ployes three months’ notice and jet. them continue on the 7 a4 By George Dixon: job until the three months were up. They probably feared it might be too severe a shock to a spy’s nervous system if his. spying wag stopped too abruptly. TAM GLAD I tame back be- eause ] found I had heen get- ting out of touch with the liv- ing issues in. the U.S. A. This was brought home to me forci- bly by Federal Communica: tions Commissioner Edward M. Webster. The 66-year-old Commission: er is a former Coast Guard commodore and not. at all a jocular type. He is a native of the District of Columbia, which means he probably never had much to laugh about. Nevertheless he regaled a gathering with this story: A man eomes home late on! the night of his wife's hirth- day empty-handed. She de- mands: “Where’s my birthday present?” and he says: “It’s gulsideé—come and look!” She goes outside and there, at the curb, is a brand-new 1956 car of a certain costly make, “t's yours!" he says. He expects her face to ight up, but instead she scowls. “What happened?” she rasps. - “Were you so dumb you flunked the $64,000 question?” (Copyright. 2985, Kine Faaturee Byndicate, Ino.) ues a HE ———— a Mr. Tolson ‘ ve Boardman t. Nichals _ a ° Me Belmont tr, Harbo Mr. Mohr ¥ Mr. Parsons Mr.. Rosen Mr. Tamm Mr. Sizoo . Winterrowd Tele. Room Mr. Holloman Miss Gandy , a any Gal A Wash. Post and Times Herald Wash. News Wash. Star N.Y. Herald Tribune N.Y. Mirror Daily Worker The Worker | —_ New Leader te aa =. Date a ~ NOT RECO NAAR 126 Noy 9 55 ny é/ IRR Bor 8 Moe Donte PER FOIA Bi vent