anaheim-daily-herald 1921-12-17

HERALD EDITORIALS THE TEACHING OF WRITING The economist Babson says that in schools they teach writing which no business man uses. In concluding that such instruction thus becomes a waste of time, he shows how wrong may be the conclusions even of an economist. To be able to write a fairly good hand is a mere decent requirement. Perhaps an economist believes that all persons worth counting are business men with the privilege of dictating to a typist, or in the early stages of their careers, of thumping out their own missives. This clearly is an error. The typewriter is in wide use. It is a very convenient instrument. Compared with the importance of educating boys and girls to write with the pen, it is a mere nothing. It would be far wiser to junk every typewriter in the United States, than to permit the children of the schools to grow up in ignorance of how to write by hand. Millions of Americans live and die without the slightest necessity for touching a typewriter, but all have occasion to hold the pen, unless belonging to the class sunk in illiteracy. Personal letters, as a rule, are not run through a machine. Invitations and polite correspondence must have the personal touch. Babson’s theory if put into practice would be another of the insidious attacks upon the fundamentals of education. Such was the scheme of teaching pupils to put words on paper while unaware of the letters in the words, and totally unfamiliar with the alphabet. The business man Babson has in mind belongs to a class numerically small. Had he escaped the task of learning to write, he never would have become a business man, for he would have been lacking in the essential brains. Babson's theory if put into practice would be another of the insidious attacks upon the fundamentals of education. Such was the scheme of teaching pupils to put words on paper while unaware of the letters in the words, and totally unfamiliar with the alphabet. The business man Babson has in mind belongs to a class numerically small. Had he escaped the task of learning to write, he never would have become a business man, for he would have been lacking in the essential brains. TIGHTENING IMMIGRATION LAWS A proposition is before congress to fine transportation companies for bringing in a greater number of aliens than may be landed under terms of the present peculiar law. It certainly is an unwarrantable hardship upon the immigrant brought here to be forced to go back. The probability is that he had broken all the ties at home, disposed of his property, and exhausted a large part of his means in paying fare for himself and family. The government is not being put to much inconvenience by having to perform the disagreeable duty of excluding the hopeful traveler. If the carriers are to be fined it might justly be for the benefit of the innocent victims. The simplest remedy for the situation would be to have prospective immigrants counted before they have paid for useless passage. It hardly is reasonable to hold them responsible for being superfluous over here, the exact figures of the census naturally being unfamiliar to them. PROTECTING THE CHILD The case of a child poisoned by its own act is reported. Such a case is extremely sad. It is not rare. Babes at the age at which they begin to toddle by themselves, are extremely curious. They want to taste anything they encounter that by any possibility they may put into their mouths. They are attracted by bright colors. Naturally they are totally devoid of discretion. Setting out in all innocence on a tour of experience, they must be closely watched, lest the acquisition of the experience be fatal. The child in this instance had found some tablets that presented to the eye the seeming of candy. They had been placed where it was supposed they would be out of the little one's reach, but they were reached, and a short time later the child, despite every effort to save, was dead. In the home was a sorrow of the poignancy of which words may not tell. That a child will eat poison as readily as it will eat a confection, is a fact never to be lost to mind. That it is cunning in getting its hands upon any article that its eyes covet, is an equally important fact. Some lessons are learned only in bitterness and tears. placed where it was supposed they would be out of the little one's reach, but they were reached, and a short time later the child, despite every effort to save, was dead. In the home was a sorrow of the poignancy of which words may not tell. That a child will eat poison as readily as it will eat a confection, is a fact never to be lost to mind. That it is cunning in getting its hands upon any article that its eyes covet, is an equally important fact. Some lessons are learned only in bitterness and tears. Large seizures of illegal narcotics are reported from time to time. Mere confiscation of the stuff does not meet fully the necessities of the case. The vendors of it deserve to be put where they can't engage in the nefarious business again. If paying one's debts is a virtue, very few men are strictly virtuous. He is a mean man who withholds from his wife the praise that is due her. TEXT BOOK OF WALL STREET 1922 EDITION Contents History of New York Stock Exchange History of the Consolidated Stock Exchange of New York History of the New York Curb How to Open an Account and Methods of Trading The Art of Speculating for Profits Augmenting One's Income How to Secure Loans on Stocks Dictionary of Wall Street Terms and Values of Foreign Exchanges Copy free upon request. McCall, Riley & Co. Members Consolidated Stock Exchange of New York 20 Broad St., New York NAHEIM DAILY HER Between Ourselves By Della M. Stewart Humdrum isn't where you live—it's what you are." These words one of our much-read authors puts into the mouth of one of his characters. It's a pretty good thought to take to ourselves. For we're very prone, many of us, to feel that we live in a world of drudgery. Queer, isn't it, how the world can have so many aspects to so many people? Both a tribute to the myriad-sided human nature of us all, and to the wonderful alchemy of thought and imagination. The trouble with us who are drudges in life is that we are wilfully living on the wrong side of life's mirror. It's always ugly and blank behind the mirror. Nothing but blank wall and rough backing of frame and glass. One could look all day and never be quickened in imagination. One could easily be pardoned for crying out against the barren outlook—if that were all the way there was to look. But once we are in front of the glass, how different! We can see all the beauties within reach—all the sparkle and shimmer and movement, the color and sheen and delight. Every bit of light is caught and refracted—the sun's rays are split into charming harmonies of color—violet, yellow, pink. Best of all, on the right side of the mirrow, we can see ourselves." But the sight is disappointing, so plain becomes the failures, so emphasized the imperfections." We're terribly weak mortals if we stop there. Sight is the stepping stone to improvement, realization the opening of the path to better things. Humdrum isn't where we live. It's what we are. George Our Boy Reporter GEORGE... N Fare an warmer an its pay day agen causs the cheef goes to the city an forgets a bout it agen to sine the checks cause he's got sumthin else on his mind. jim dash I seen Mrs. Linna Thomas up to the bank jess now an she sed well George what are you goin to get in your stockin for Christmuss an I told her it aint goin to be my stockin cause I borerun wun for my Christmuss an she sed well I hope you get fulled up for wunct in your life. I ast her what are you goin to get in your stockin Mrs. Thos. for Christmuss an she sed well I dont gess I will get much but I hope i get a legasee. I dont no whats a legasee less its stockins what got peekaboo holes in them so you cood see wite an black. The wite part is legs an the black part is stockins an sum times its most all leg. jim dash Mister Jesus Ramirez wich tuck away her purse from Mrs. Listner wun time is gone to San Quentin to grow up with the country for the next 10 yeers Carrol Graham sed what rites news for us in Santa Ana. jim dash Mister Lowenstein up to the new delicutessun store lost his cote in Los Angeles wich cost $90 dollars. It was a over cote. He sed he wood pay $25 dollers to get it back agen. Sum buddy stold it he sed from his auto an didnt leave no traces nor nothin. Traces is what you put on horses to hich them up to the waggon out in the country with. jim dash Mister O. T. Cailor is the hed man up to the odd fellers now an he alaint got nothin on Mister Padden for bein a odd feller neither my Mother sed wich nose Mister Padden. He cood tell funny stories all nite to you if you want to set up that late she sed. jim dash Mister Louis Danz wus up to Los an he seen the cheef's bruther on the street wich used to be here an his wife an Mister Danz he had his wife with him also an they talked a long time on the street an Mister Danz sed the cheef's bruther he looks like he is workin hard for a livin now cause he dont way a bout 20 pounds like he did when he wus here. He is livin in Glendale now him an his wife together. — thirty — Little Stories for Bedtime By THORNTON W. BURGESS (Copyright by J. G. Lloyd) PETER RABBIT TRIES TO VISIT PADDY To win a friend and keep a friend... life was to be seen or heard... Little Stories for Bedtime By THORNTON W. BURGESS (Copyright by J. G. Lloyd) PETER RABBIT TRIES TO VISIT PADDY To win a friend and keep a friend, Why, one must friendly be. Forget a friend, you lose a friend. I think you'll all agree. "IOUGH to have thought of that before. My, my, my. How heedless and thoughtless I am! Here the winter is half gone and I haven't once been to call on Paddy the Beaver. Shame on you, Peter Rabbit! Shame on you." Peter said all this to himself as he sat just outside the edge of the Old Briar Patch looking this way and looking that way to make sure that life was to be seen or heard. You see, it was a very lonely place deep in the Green Forest which Paddy had chosen, for he is never lonely himself. Peter stopped on the very edge of the pond. It was smooth and hard and Peter knew that it was very, very slippery. Everything around was white with snow, and rising out of the pond was a great white mound. Peter knew this to be the house of Paddy the Beaver. At first Peter was very much puzzled, very much puzzled, indeed. Why wasn't the pond covered with snow when everything else was? There it was smooth and hard and slippery, with not a flake of snow on it. Could it be that Paddy the Beaver had found a way to clear the snow off. He did such wonderful things that Peter would not have been in the least surprised to have found him clearing his pond of snow. But Paddy wasn't to be seen, and there wasn't any sign that he was or had been anywhere about. Then Peter remembered. "Oh, you stupid!" said he, talking aloud to himself. "Of course Paddy didn't clear the snow from his pond, because there hasn't been any for him to clear away. It snowed before the pond froze over. My, how clear the ice is! I can see right to the bottom of the pond. I wonder if I can get over to Paddy's house without falling down and bumping my nose? Here goes!" With that Peter made a long jump out on the smooth, slippery ice, slid a little way, slipped, tried to catch his balance, slipped again, and then suddenly his feet flew quite from under him and down he went on the back of his head. "Oh! Ouch!" cried Peter, and because the bump hurt so he wanted to dance. Just as if that would help it. But the very minute he began to dance his feet flew out from under him again just as if they didn't belong to him, and this time Peter bumped his nose. "Oh! Ouch!" cried Peter again and tried to hold the tears back by winking very rapidly. "I've heard my mother say that there are times when the slowest way is the quickest, and I guess this is one of them." With that Peter began to crawl toward Paddy's house. Next Story—Peter Rabbit Climbs on Paddy's Roof. "Perhaps," suggested the young hopeful, "you'd have been able to answer some of mine." During an important football match, one of the spectators persisted in making loud remarks about the conduct of the referee. "Look here, my man," said the referee angrily, pointing a warning forefinger at the man. "I've been watching you for about fifteen minutes." "Ah thowt so," came the scathing reply, "Ah thowt so! Ah knew varry weel that wasn't watching the game." A woman sued for damages because she had been struck. The evidence showed that she had given the first blow. Nothing doing by way of recompense. Gallantry does not always sway justice. Ben Baxter, contractor, 266W. Adv. "I've nothing to fear from him because he is too far away," thought Peter. "There is nothing to fear from Reddy and Granny Fox, because just at break of day I saw them on their way home from an all-night hunt, and they were so tired they could hardly walk. There is nothing to fear from Hooty the Owl, because he is fast asleep by this time. Old Man Coyote has just gone up to the Old Pasture, so there is nothing to fear from him. And so I believe I will just run up in the Green Forest and call on Paddy the Beaver." Once more Peter looked this way and that way to make sure that the way was clear, then off he started, lipperty, lipperty, lip, as fast as his long legs could take him. Farther and farther into the Green Forest scampered Peter Rabbit. It was a long way to the pond made by Paddy the Beaver. Peter wondered if he would find things much changed and what he would find Paddy doing. He didn't for a single minute doubt that he would find Paddy doing something. Somehow he couldn't think of Paddy as doing nothing. But when he reached the edge of the pond made by Paddy the Beaver not a sign of Next Story—Peter Rabbit Climbs on Paddy's Roof. Snap Shots By Henry James With rates increased, the telephone company is morally bound to give the number called for. In chasing the slayers of police, surviving police seem to have marked success in catching fellows who had nothing to do with it. Somebody tried to hold up a San Pedro taxicab driver. The coroner has a new case, and it is not that of the driver. I THE JONESES—Something for Pa to Worry About. THERE GOES A HAPPY GUY! NOTHIN' ON HIS MIND TO WORRY HIM! PRETTY SOFT! WELL — MISTO MCGINIS! IT AM ONLY JES' NINE NO' DAYS TILL CHRISTMAS! Saturday, December 17, 1921. HERALD SUBSCRIPTION RATES One Month by Carrier $ .65 One Year by Mail $4.00 One Month by Mail $ .40 Entered at the Postoffice at Anaheim, California, as second-class matter. THE ONCE OVER By H. I. PHILLIPS GOLF BALLS WITHIN REACH OF ALL Golf balls are to be cheaper. Bread is still high, eggs are selling at stiff prices, milk costs a pretty penny, meats and vegetables are far from within the reach of all, rents are at the war-time level, and it is hard to get a good winter overcoat under $75. But, with golf balls coming down to the pre-war level, who cares? If you boil a golf ball long enough it doesn't make very bad eating. It combines the flavor and shape of the native artichoke with the substance and resisting powers of the three-minute china egg. It is best, perhaps, to serve golf balls minced. Another way is to slice them (any good golfer will tell you how to slice a golf ball), and serve them after the fashion of a club sand wich, only, of course, their proper name becomes Country Club sandwich. The real golfer will insist upon having his golf balls served with greens had enough tea to tee off with, as the saying goes. The reduction in the price of golf balls to a point within the reach of the masses is due. It is probable, to the extensive investigation conducted a year or so ago by the flying squadrons sent out by the government with a great blare of trumpets and a promise that food profiteering would end. So far so good. Assurance is given that the golf balls will be made as tender as possible and that they will be given more time to ripen than in the past. The chief difficulty, however, will be to educate the working classes up to a point where they can appreciate golf balls as a nutritious foodstuff and consent to eat them three times a day. 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