anaheim-daily-herald 1921-11-25

HERALD EDITORIALS SUPERLATIVE DEGREE OF GALL We read with more or less passion that the so-called movie magnates are going to await the verdict of the jury in San Francisco, trying Roscoe Arbuckle for causing the death of Miss Virginia Rappe. If the verdict is favorable to Arbuckle, the magnates are quoted as announcing that he will continue his contract for more pictures. If he is convicted, the magnates will cancel the contract. This is indeed magnanimous of the magnates. It is more than magnanimous, it is a display of more nerve than is usually displayed by the class of people that has invaded the motion picture industry. The world at large is morally certain Virginia Rappe was attacked by Roscoe Arbuckle while the unfortunate girl was a guest of Arbuckle in the St. Francis Hotel in San Francisco on Labor day. The world is also morally certain that Miss Rappe died from injuries sustained while she was in the room with Arbuckle. All the Gavin McNabbs on the face of the earth cannot wipe that fact away with movie magnate money or with bought and paid for witnesses. Arbuckle's history, prior to his Labor Day party has been revealed to the general public, and if reports are true, and there seems to be no denial, he is not fit so much as to mingle with the most worthless cur dog that ever moved about the earth. One of his parties, it is said, was so lothesome that the average clean-minded citizen would not believe a human being could be so degraded. The eyes of the world are on District Attorney Brady. They expect him to do his duty. The jury, if it is properly presented with evidence that has been gathered, will do the rest and do it right. true, and there seems to be no denial, he is not fit so much as to mingle with the most worthless cur dog that ever moved about the earth. One of his parties, it is said, was so lothesome that the average clean-minded citizen would not believe a human being could be so degraded. The eyes of the world are on District Attorney Brady. They expect him to do his duty. The jury, if it is properly presented with evidence that has been gathered, will do the rest and do it right. BY THE REPORTER When there is a sensational case before the public a reporter writes about it. This is his duty, and more than likely he performs the task well. But if the case lingers on and on, until he has touched every phase of it a score of times, gladly would he drop the whole matter. He is not allowed to do so. In this respect the public is his master. It will have its dribble of what ultimately becomes pifflle. If denied this one place, it seeks it in another. The Burch case, for example, has not only been exhausted but has become exhausting. The mention of Madalynne causes tears of boredom rather than of sympathy to dim the vision. Obenchain has been displayed until his name is offensive to delicate tastes. Still the reporter has to grind on. Hence the caption of this brief expression of belief. He can't help himself. He has a certain set of facts to juggle with, and he plays the game faithfully. At last Burch comes to trial, or as the faithful and competent reporter has it, his life is a "pawn for the hazard and caprice of a jury." That was not just the way the circumstance had been regarded theretofore. The general idea is that a man on trial for murder is judged by the circumstance of being innocent or guilty as this may be developed by the evidence. If it is a matter of caprice and hazard, the jury might save time, and not impair justice, by shaking dice for a verdict. But this is not said in rebuke of the reporter at all. He is a good reporter and a fine chap, but it is needless to tell any old newspaper man, that a reporter tied to a Burch case, is not "up against it." Some correspondent who uses the name "Americus," and a merry cuss is he, starts out this way. "The government of the United States is entirely in the hands of the international bankers." There is no occasion for reading any farther. Paris is said to be wearing long skirts. This gives the American woman a chance to show independence. She still wears the short skirt, likes it, knows that it is sanitary, convenient and becoming. If she gives it up just because of a foreign whim, she will fall a little in public... Some correspondent who uses the name Americus, and a merry cuss is he, starts out this way. "The government of the United States is entirely in the hands of the international bankers." There is no occasion for reading any farther. Paris is said to be wearing long skirts. This gives the American woman a chance to show independence. She still wears the short skirt, likes it, knows that it is sanitary, convenient and becoming. If she gives it up just because of a foreign whim, she will fall a little in public esteem however charming she may remain. Henry Ford intends to beat the battleship into flivvers. Thereafter the pedestrian run down by one of Ford's machines will feel less chagrined. As he gets up and dusts his knees, the victim will even feel a thrill of pride in the thought that perhaps it was the historic Oregon that hit him. CHRISTENSEN SCHOOL OF POPULAR MUSIC Instruction in Popular Piano Playing for adult students. Improvising, practical harmony, chord construction. Wednesday and Saturday. Studios: 211 W. Chartres St., Anaheim; 505 W. Commonwealth, Fullerton. Phones: Anaheim 549J; Fullerton 408W. PAINTING APERING ROY A. TAYLOR All Work Guaranteed 210 N. Los Angeles St., Anaheim —Phone 26— Anaheim Sanitary Dairy Phone 268M Fresh Milk Delivered QUARTS 15c; PINTS 8c Morning and evening delivery KEEPING UP WITH THE JONES COME ON UP TO TH' HOUSE FOR DINNER! FRIED CHICKEN AN WAFFLES TO-NIGHT ON' TH' MISSUS IS SOME COOK! I'D LIKE BUT HOW YOUR WIFE NAHEIM DAILY HER Snap Shots By Henry James A fat man of large means achieved his fourth marriage recently. The wives who had tossed him into the discard must have felt amused. The man who had his pocket picked while on his way to the Los Angeles police station to report the robbery of his house, probably feels that there is such a thing as rubbing it in. Russia lets her ports fill with silt, and complains that they are not filled with foreign shipping. Parent-in-law are being spied for alienation of the affections of their son, the son's wife thus tacking an old problem in a new way. Chicken thieves now use chloroform, and the poultry comes off the perch without a squawk. But chloroform can't be used on a scatter-gun rammed with birdshot. Between Ourselfs By Della M. Stewart The world is so full of a number of things. I'm sure we should all be as happy as kings. But just that is one reason why we're not! It's so confusing and tantalizing. There's so much that's beyond reach, so much we can see beyond, above, below the edges of our particular environment of body and brain. There are those who specialize. They cry with enthusiasm over the shape of the tenth feather in a hummingbird's wing and are blind to the glories of the most brilliant flower. There are others who dissect with George OUR BOY REPORTER I bet Mister Padden wood be on the stage if he wasnt marriaged cause he makes everybuddy laff a bout stories which he tells a bout a dago man with plade ball wun time an he nocked the ball over the fense an it wus a home run but the dago man he jess stude up to the home plate an wated for them to find the ball an peeple kepped yellin to him; to run an make a home run an the dago man he got mad an sed he didnt care if they didnt never find the ball cause he had munny in his pocket to pay for nuther ball if they didnt find it. Mister Padden he cood talk jess like a dago man an the cheef sed he thinks Mister Padden was borned in Italy cause he looks like it also an he sed if Mister Padden shood get his hands broke off he coodnt talk at all an Mister Padden he told the cheef well if you shood get your hed nocked off what you say wood be jesses plane as ever. Nobuddy wus hurt. Him an the cheef they node each other back east sum wares an they used to play poker together an Mister Padden sed the cheef use ao keep his nose down on a grind stone all the time. Good nite that aint good game to play with your nose down on a grind stone I guess. Ennyhow it didnt grind off all his nose cause he'a got a lot left yet an the cheef also. We got a new janniter wich is 8 times in three weeks. The last wun we had he told the cheef you dant want a janitter a round here you want to cross between a farm hand an mishunnary to Chinese. Jim dash Mister Billy Knott is all rite ager from what wus the matter with him gess. Mister Stroup he sed he dongess he wood ever be jess the same but I dont no what it wus. Mister Stroup sed Mister Knott met Mister H. Brewer sum wares an Mister Brewer er got the best of him or sumthin like that down in his seller. I bet Mister Vic LaMont wood hang out his towl in his sellar now so nobuddy wood take them from off the lineup on the roof like they did last summer. Jim dash I seen Cheef Stedman agen an I see did you no they got Roy Gardner agen an he sed oh that alnt nothin new they got him lots of times. Jim dash Fare an warmer agen. Mister Rem ner he goes to work now with his hands in his pants pockets cause it cold but he aint warin a over cote yet He gets down early like I do also to open up an sweep out in the morning I gess. Little Stories for Bedtime By THORNTON W. BURGESS (Copyright by J. G. Lloyd) SAMMY JAY MAKES A CALL I'm sure we should all be as happy as kings. But just that is one reason why we're not! It's so confusing and tantalizing. There's so much that's beyond reach, so much we can see beyond, above, below the edges of our particular environment of body and brain. There are those who specialize, They cry with enthusiasm over the shape of the tenth feather in a humming bird's wing, and are blind to the glories of the most brilliant flower. There are others who dissect with skilful scalpel and mysteries of bone and muscle and flesh, yet to whom the mysteries of cloud and sunset and autumn coloring are as Greek to the unlettered man. Content with their special sphere of knowledge, they care not for other things. But most of us are not so. We glimpse the wonders all about us much as the small boy gazes at a three ringed circus. To what shall he give attention first, when there are so many wonders all about? What shall he study, what omit? What remember, what forget? Much of our capacity for daily enjoyment lies in forgetting. A queer statement? Maybe. But think a minute, and see. Daily living with family and associates in business and friends is sure to bring us little unpleasantness. None of us are so fortunate as to possess faultless dispositions, are we? And others have to live with us. The happiest among us are those who choose to forget wisely and largely. The failure, the grudges, the slights, the words which were as pn pricks—why clasp them to ourselves to torture and hold away happiness and her shining train? Let's forget! AMERICAN PUBLIC IS TIRING OF JAZZ NEW YORK, Nov. 25.—Is America tiring of "jazz" music, as American popular music is termed? That is a question which is engaging the attention of theatrical men and professional musicians, as well as the amusement seeking public in general as a result of the announcement of Oscar Radin, conductor of "Blossom Time," a musical show based on incidents in the life of Franz Schubert, the celebrated composer, that his orchestra would play Schubert's celebrated "Unfinished" Symphony as entrace music at the performances of the play. Mr. Radin states that it is the result of popular demand, for several strains from the symphony are employed as themes for the musical accompaniment of the operetta. Many of Schubert's songs are sung during the action of the piece, including "Serenade" and others. Sammy Jay hadn't had so much fun for a long time as he was having at the expense of Chatterer the Red Squirrel. No, sir, Sammy hadn't had so much fun for as long as he could remember. You see, he and Chatterer never had very good friends and always had played sharp tricks on each other whenever they had a chance. Sammy had not forgotten how Chatterer had stolen the eggs of Drummer the Woodpecker in the spring and then laid the blame on him, so that all the birds of the Old Orchard had driven him out until they discovered who the real thief was, Sammy had not forgotten or forgiven that sharp, mean trick. And now he was getting even. Right down in his heart he didn't want any real harm to come to Chatterer, but he did love to see him frightened. But his greatest fun was in matching his wits against those of Chatterer, for, you know, both have very sharp wits, as scamps are very apt to have. Now all the time he had been mumbling and finding fault with the corn Chatterer had brought from his storehouse in the hollow rail on the edge of the cornfield Sammy had only been pretending. Yes, sir, he had simply been pretending. You see he had thought of that storehouse before Chatterer had and had thought Chatterer very stupid not to have remembered it in the first place. Now that Chatterer had remembered it Sammy was glad, although he pretended not to be. Why was he glad? Well, you see, he knew that Chatterer was greatly tickled inside because he thought that he had proven himself smarter than Sammy, and all the time Sammy saw another chance to prove to Chatterer that he wasn't so smart as he thought himself. When he left Chatterer he flew straight to the Green Forest and from there to the edge of the Green Meadows. His sharp eyes searched the green Meadows until they saw his cousin, Blacky the Crow. Sammy flew straight over to where Blacky was sitting. For a few minutes they talked together and both looked over to a tall lone tree out in the middle of the Green Meadows in the top of which sat a black form, very straight and very still. In fact, eyes less sharp than those of Sammy Jay and Blacky the Crow it would on hand where you can see what happens tomorrow morning." And with that Sammy Jay flew back to the Green Forest, where he could watch. In a few minutes Blacky the Crow flew over near the tree in which sammy heard Blacky's harsh voice. "Caw, saw, caw," said Blacky. Sammy smiled. It was a signal and he knew that Blacky had done as he had said he would. Then Sammy flew off to look for some new mischief with which to amuse himself for the rest of the day. DIVORCES IN FRANCE INCREASE 20 PERCENT PARIS, Nov. 25.—The number of divorces in France has increased by nearly twenty per cent since the war Statistics just compiled for the first year after the war show more than 19,000 divorces, or nearly seven percent of the total marriages. Owing to the steadily decreasing birth rate the increase of divorce constitutes a serious problem in connection with the future defense of the nation. Madamoiselle Helene Miropolsky one of the few women lawyers practicing in the French courts, said: "Aside from the moral causes that influence the conduct of men and women, the economic revolution caused by the war is largely responsible for the increase." "During such a cataclysm as this war the number of domestic drama multiplied. A separation of more than four years is bound to have some result. In the majority of cases it resulted in binding closer the bonds of affection—but there were hundreds of failures and surprises." "The exceptional character of this present situation is revealed by the statistics which show that the number of divorces demanded by the husband is double the number demanded by the wives. Before the war the situation was exactly reverse." Students Must Be Able To Swim To Get Degree PROVIDENCE, R. L., Nov. 25. Brown students in order to receive A WEAK CALL "I feel the call of the wild," remarked Mr. Glipping. "Ha! Going to hike out to the south seas?" "No. I guess I'll put on an old suit of clothes and paint the garage." Theatre are two classes of citizens; those who never break the laws trade to regulate automobile traffic, and those who have cars. When he left Chatterer he flew straight to the Green Forest and from there to the edge of the Green Meadows. His sharp eyes searched the green Meadows until they saw his cousin, Blacky the Crow. Sammy flew straight over to where Blacky was sitting. For a few minutes they talked together and then both looked over to a tall lone tree out in the middle of the Green Meadows in the top of which sat a black form, very straight and very still. In fact, to eyes less sharp than those of Sammy Jay and Blacky the Crow it would have looked very much like a part of the tree. It was Roughleg the Hawk watching for Danny Meadow Mouse. Will you do it?" asked Sammy. "I don't dare to myself, because he might have a notion that a fat Jay like me would make him a good dinner." Of course I'll do it," replied Blacky. "Old Roughleg never bother me, and it will be great joke." "All right," replied Sammy. "Be WITH THE JONESES TH' HOUSE FRIED WAFFLES WITH HOME I'D LIKE TO BUT HOW ABOUT YOUR WIFE ED? ARE YOU SURE IT'S GONNA BE OK. WITH YOUR WIFE ED? DON'T BE FOOLISH! SHE LOVES COMPANY, SHE'LL BE TICKLED PINK! EVERYTHING IS GOIN' TO BE ALL RIGHT! NOW JUST TAKE A SEAT WHILE I TELL HER YOU'RE HERE! MAKE YOURSELF AT HOME!! Friday, November 25, 1921. HERALD SUBSCRIPTION RATES One Month by Carrier... $ .65 One Year by Mail ... $4.00 One Month by Mall ... $ .40 Entered at the Postoffice at Anaheim, California, as second-class matter. Copyright 1921 Hart Schaffner & Mara Style's important Copyright 1921 Hart Schaffner & Marx Style’s important Young men put style ahead of everything; it is important. So is the fact that you pay less for clothes here—and the fact that you get Hart, Schaffner & Marx quality. F. A. YUNGBLUTH The Home of Hart, Schaffner & Marx Clothes 145 W. 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