Receipt Given

As White Star liners end in ic and Cunarders in ia, so ships of the American Export Lines begin in Ex (Executive, Exochorda, Excalibur). Last week one of them sloshed her way up to Smyrna. The Exilona was going to bring an ex-tycoon home from exile: the U. S. Government had won its long battle to bring Samuel Insull back for trial.

As a parting gesture from the republic of Turkey, Mr. Insull had an abscess on his thumb lanced by a jail doctor, was given a health examination and pronounced able to travel. The last appeal of his attorneys was turned down. At 6 one evening six Turkish guards took him from the House of Detention and drove him down to the waterfront in a taxi. Resigned, he went aboard the small steamer Adana and waved good-by to his lawyers on the wharf, reassuring them that they would be paid for their services. During the night the steamer crossed the Sea of Marmora to the Asiatic port of Panderma where, still guarded by six Turks, he entrained for Smyrna.

"So you, young man, are my custodian." said Samuel Insull smiling as he shook hands with Burton Y. Berry, third secretary of the U. S. Embassy, in the cabin of the Exilona's captain. Still smiling he turned to Police Commissioner Nail Bey and said, "If I ever come to Turkey again I will look you up. I hope you will have no official reason to look me up." Then young Mr. Berry signed a receipt for the person of Samuel Insull and the Turks, bowing, departed.

Next day as the Exilona was sloshing across the Aegean, Samuel Insull sat down in the saloon with his custodian, began to see the advantages of eating American meals in the company of Americans. Growing expansive over a sandwich he told tales of strange and unusual hardships among Turks and Greeks. To a passenger who laughingly remarked, "I would trade my money for yours," he retorted, "That's the greatest insult you could cast on me. I have repeatedly said I have sunk everything I had in my business and that's the truth." Once he grew gruff: when a fellow passenger tried to photograph him. "My mug is my own property," he snorted. "You have no right to photograph it. I will not consent to it." Between Samuel Insull and his fate lay 28 days and 28 nights at sea, while the Exilona visits Catania (where Mrs. Insull may join her husband), Algiers and Casablanca to pick up cargo. When he reaches the U. S. Samuel Insull will: 1) be arrested--the ship docks first at Boston where Sam Insull Jr. may meet him; 2) be carried off to Chicago; 3) probably be released on bail; 4) face trial on Federal charges of bankruptcy act violations and using the mails to defraud; 5) may be sentenced to 50 years in prison. 6) After the Federal Government gets through with him, he may also have to stand trial on Illinois charges of larceny and embezzlement.

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