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Exceedingly grateful to President Newell are the citizens of Bath for taking a local industry apparently destined for the junk heap, converting it within nine years into one of the country's major shipyards with a payroll of 1,350. Burly, bald, genial Mr. Newell lives in an historic white colonial mansion, has a hand in almost every public and private enterprise in Bath. Last year the Senate Munitions Committee gave President Newell a few embarrassing moments, notably when a letter from a big Navy lobbyist to the Bath shipbuilder was spread upon the records containing the sentence: "I want you to be the golden-haired child of the Navy Department."