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He has been living a moderately civilized life in his wire enclosure for several years, still spending very little of his oil money. He dislikes white men, he still wears the long knife in a scabbard at his belt and he is reticent in conversation with most of his Osage brothers. Franklin Revard, a member of the tribal council and a prominent Osage, is one of the few to whom John will speak in Osage grunts.
I understand he has no living relatives. If this is true, John's well-hoarded cash will pass, at his death, into tribal funds and be spent by those whom the white man has taught to Spend—with a capital S.
Yours for better Injun whoppers GORDON HINES
Detroit, Mich.
John Stink's story comes in many forms. To Readers Seymour and Hines, TIME'S thanks for an interesting variorum.—ED.
Backbone
Sirs:
What do you mean by calling buyers of sweepstake tickets "simpletons" in your story on the running of the Grand National in the March 29 issue? You insult the backbone of this country. If I was a subscriber to your magazine I would cancel my subscription.
MAYER MELTZER
Syracuse, N. Y.