anaheim-gazette 1932-03-17

THE ANAHEIM GAZETTE HENRY KUCHEL, Editor and Publisher ESTABLISHED 1870 ISSUED EVERY THURSDAY SUBSCRIPT PER YEAR $2.00 SIX MONTHS $1.00 Entered at the Anaheim, California Postoffice as second-class matter. THE SALES TAX A general sales tax on every commodity except the stable foodstuffs appears to be inescapable. Revenues must be raised to pay the nation's running expenses, and there are few sources of taxation that will not have run dry before the mounting cost of government will have been met. The sales tax is a rather painless way of making everybody pay his or her share of governmental costs. If it is levied in such a way that everybody who buys anything realizes that part of the purchase price goes for taxes, it may have the effect of making the ordinary citizen tax-conscious, and that will be a good thing. The ultimate consumer pays the taxes now, but he doesn't know it. The average man thinks there is some way of taxing the rich which cannot be passed on by the rich to the poor. There isn't any such system possible, and the sooner that is generally realized, that all taxes bear heaviest upon the retail purchaser, whether he buys a pair of shoes, an automobile or 'the rent of a home, the sooner the ordinary man will begin to take an interest in public affairs and demand more efficiency for his tax money and greater economy in public office. VALUES THAT MONEY CANNOT BUY Sometimes we wonder what would be the effect if things should go on about as they are now indefinitely. How much worse off would we be as a people if the present standards of income should prove permanent? It all depends, it seems to us, on where you stand when you look at the world. If you're standing on a dollar-mark things are pretty bad right now. But there are other points-of-view. Why do we want prosperity to return? So we can all have more money. But if we had more money, what would we do with it? It seems to us that during those boom years when money, for a lot of people now to get it proved to be pretty hard to VALUES THAT MONEY CANNOT BUY Sometimes we wonder what would be the effect if things should go on about as they are now indefinitely. How much worse off would we be as a people if the present standards of income should prove permanent? It all depends, it seems to us, on where you stand when you look at the world. If you're standing on a dollar-mark things are pretty bad right now. But there are other points of view. Why do we want prosperity to return? So we can all have more money. But if we had more money, what would we do with it? It seems to us that during those boom years when money, for a lot of people, was easy to get, it proved to be pretty hard to hold. And from what we saw and heard and read about what people did with their money, especially people who had never had any experience with money before, it didn't do many of them much good. On the contrary, it seems to us, it was a genuinely bad influence. And is there any reason to believe that people, speaking generally, would get any more lasting value out of easy money if boom times came back? We think not. Of course, we want everybody to have a job. We not only hope that but we expect that conditions will change so that there will be no unemployment to the extent of wide-spread distress and privation. And we realize that there will always be some people who will have more money than they know what to do with, and who will continue to spend it foolishly. But it does seem to us that in the effort to make everybody rich our system has not succeeded in making anybody very happy; and we wonder whether we have not somehow, as a people, lost our grip on the more enduring things of life in the struggle for the mighty dollar. There are spiritual values which are immensely more important than riches, which are not at all dependent upon wealth, which, in fact, are likely to be destroyed by the possession of more money than is needed to keep the body warm and fed. Perhaps these lean years may prove to have had a disciplinary value in turning people's thoughts away from mere pleasure to the soberer but more important things of life. ORIENT WAR RENEWS INTEREST IN NAVY The unofficial but disastrous Sino-Japanese war has brought renewal interest in the American people concerning the naval defense of the United States. The Japanese action in ignoring so-called international pacts is convincing the people of America that they ought not neglect their national defenses. Uncle Sam has a new naval program in the Vinson bill recently reported out in the House of Representatives. In writing about this program in the current issue of the National Republic, Mr. Hancock Adams says, in part: "Acting not as Democrats or Republicans, but as Americans engaged in a common patriotic cause, the House Naval Affairs committee has voted out the Vinson bill for a ten-year naval replacement program; calling for the construction of 120 ships, at a cost of $515,000,000. The bill aims to provide the United States with a 'Treaty Navy,' and in so doing to make up for the deficiency in building since the Washington conference of 1922. The House committee's program calls for the construction of three aircraft carriers, nine six inch gun cruisers, at least one of which will be a flying deck cruiser, thirteen destroyer leaders, seventy destroyers, and twenty-three submarines, the total tonnage for all classes being 303,190." of us may be telling nothing true, but The pig is then taken as an individual hog being a cholera—an epidemic fewer diseases in farm animal. The peerless digestive There are many among our young hands in holy horrors as an article of fiction look at them critically feeble-fingered find nine out of ten have not already mand of the faddishing the way for disease—by lower I have seen the days, eat cured main in good work die of sheer old age army of weaklings advent of fresh bed upon people by ph acquired uraemic tuberculosis, follow I may close the point I have in strength-building ing food than well everybody who tou body ought to to bread and meat must. THE SO TO ONE WAY By WILFORD Oh! leave the past The past is naught What need of last bed? What need of ghost I would not, if I ce Those days not our The lamps are lit Then let us love an This island is our Great gulfs and o seas. What matter in shore. So we both reach Oh! leave the pass I would not know Acting not as Democrats or Republicans, but as Americans engaged in a common patriotic cause, the House Naval Affairs committee has voted out the Vinson bill for a ten-year naval replacement program, calling for the construction of 120 ships, at a cost of $515,000,000. The bill aims to provide the United States with a 'Treaty Navy,' and in so doing to make up for the deficiency in building since the Washington conference of 1922. The House committee's program calls for the construction of three aircraft carriers, nine six inch gun cruisers, at least one of which will be a flying deck cruiser, thirteen destroyer leaders, seventy destroyers, and twenty-three submarines, the total tonnage for all classes being 303,190. "The London treaty, negotiated by the American delegation headed by Secretary Stimson, permits us to build every one of these needed vessels. According to Admiral William V. Pratt, chief of naval operations, there is nothing in the bill that is in any way contrary to the letter or the spirit of the London treaty, and nothing that clashes with the naval holiday. The only ships called for by the program that are additions to the navy are two of the three aircraft carriers. The other 118 ships are replacements, badly needed to replace units of the fleet that are fast becoming obsolescent. "To obtain a proper perspective on the program which Congress will be asked in the near future to approve, let us note the comparative figures of ships laid down, or appropriated for, by the principal naval powers since the Washington conference. "The United States, 4 ships; tonnage, 253,640. "British Empire, 130 ships; tonnage, 469,363. "Japan, 180 ships; tonnage, 427,321. "Italy, 133 ships; tonnage 266,175. "Perhaps a more pointed comparison is that of the number of ships actually laid down between January 1, 1922, and January 1, 1932: "The United States, 22; Great Britain, 80; Japan, 109; France, 143, and Italy, 78. "The Vinson bill calls for the building of nine cruisers. It is important to bear in mind in this connection that since the fiscal year 1929, there has been stricken from the navy list, 117,620 tons of cruisers carrying guns of eight-inch caliber and above. This tonnage includes the Rochester, which is far over age, and the Seattle, now being converted to a hulk. In addition, from the navy list there has been stricken off during the same period, 58,910 tons of cruisers carrying six-inch guns or lesser caliber. This list includes the famous Olympia, which Congress wants to have preserved as a naval relic. Thus the grand total of cruiser tonnage over age, taken off the active roster of the navy, is 176,530 tons, comprising twenty-two ships." Scene of the Kidnapping of the Lindbergh Baby Charles Augustus Lindbergh, Jr., 20 months old, was stolen from the new home of his parents at Hopewell, N.J. A rough ladder was placed at the window of the baby's sleeping room, marked "A" in the picture, and the infant taken from his crib. The ladder was later found at "B" while footprints were discovered at the point "C" THE FAMILY DOCTOR By JOHN JOSEPH GAINES, M.D. AN OLD-FASHIONED LETTER Somehow I feel like writing an old-fashioned epistle this glorious morning. Mind you, I'm not asking you to agree with everything I say; while I feel absolutely sure I'm telling the truth, it does not mean that I am doing so; when you simmer a thing down to a solid base, the wisest of us may be telling the exact opposite—“there’s nothing true, but heaven.” The pig is the healthiest animal I know of, taken as an individual species; I never heard of the hog being a tuberculosi-carrier. He dies of cholera—an epidemic disease. But, the hog has fewer diseases in his family than any other farm animal. The best pepsin comes from the peerless digestive tract of the pig! There are many, very many today, especially among our younger women, that throw up their hands in holy horror if somebody mortifies pork. THE WAY OF LIFE By BRUCE BARTON WANTED: TEACHERS OF HUMOR I once had some correspondence with the alumnae secretary of a woman’s college, an estimable lady seeking to raise money for her institution, which it well deserves. Our letters developed quite an interesting exchange of ideas on education, until I made the mistake of sending this comment: “I am a believer in women's colleges, and I think they receive much less than their rightful share of legacies and gifts. But I sometimes think they have pushed their scholastic standards too high, and are applying them too rigorously. Two of the most successful and attractive middle aged women of my acquaintance are college graduates. They have been a source of pride and service to their alma mater. Yet, if the present standards had been in force in their day, and had been as arbitrarily applied. of us may be telling the exact opposite—“there's nothing true, but heaven.” The pig is the healthiest animal I know of, taken as an individual species; I never heard of the hog being a tuberculosi-carrier. He dies of cholera—an epidemic disease. But, the hog has fewer diseases in his family than any other farm animal. The best pepsin comes from the peerless digestive tract of the pig! There are many, very many today, especially among our younger women, that throw up their hands in holy horror, if somebody mentions pork as an article of food! these individuals, if you look at them critically, are anaemic, thin-skinned, feeble-fingered, and nervous. You will find nine out of ten of them eat beef, if they have not already abandoned meats at the command of the faddists, and they are slowly paving the way for tuberculosis, or other serious disease—by lowering bodily resistance. I have seen the western farmer in pioneer days, eat cured ham and bacon all his life—remain in good working trim until too old—and die of sheer old age. And I have seen the great army of weaklings develop right along with the advent of fresh beef, and its being almost forced upon people by physicians, who themselves have acquired uraemic poison and blood-pressure and tuberculosis, following the fresh beef fad. I may close this old-time message with the point I have in mind: There is no better strength-building, blood-making, body protecting food than well-cured bacon and ham! And everybody who toils knows this. And everybody ought to toil for the earning of honest bread and meat. Now, turn up your nose if you must. THE SCRAP BOOK TO ONE WHO WOULD MAKE A CONFESSION BY WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT Oh! leave the past to bury its own dead. The past is naught to us, the present all. What need of last year's leaves to strew Love's bed? What need of ghosts to grace a festival? I would not, if I could, those days recall, Those days not ours. For us the feast is spread, The lamps are lit, and music plays withal. Then let us love and leave the rest unsaid. This island is our home. Around it roar Great gulfs and oceans, channels, straits and seas. What matter in what wreck we reached the shore. So we both reached it? We can mock at these. Oh! leave the past, if past indeed there be; I would not know it; I would know but thee. "I am a believer in women's colleges, and I think they receive much less than their rightful share of legacies and gifts. But I sometimes think they have pushed their scholastic standards too high, and are applying them too vigorously. Two of the most successful and attractive middle aged women of my acquaintance are college graduates. They have been a source of pride and service to their alma mater. Yet, if the present standards had been in force in their day, and had been as arbitrarily applied, both of them would have been thrown out of college at the end of their first semester. They were poor students, but they are great women." I added rather facetiously: "After all, a majority of college girls are going to enter the profession of matrimony. My idea of a college program would be to teach them to look after their health, cultivate their sense of humor, and then add whatever amount of book learning they could absorb without spoiling their good looks." This stopped the correspondence. The lady regarded me as lacking in seriousness, and wrote to me no more. Yet I have the temerity to publish the comment, and to add this firm conviction: That the world does not need more knowledge as much as it needs more humor. Do you remember the famous session of the Cabinet at which Abraham Lincoln presented the Emancipation Proclamation? He preceded it by reading one of the humorous essays of Artemus Ward. He laughed until the tears came and then, looking around at his associates and finding them all solemn, he exclaimed: "Gentlemen, why don't you laugh? With the fearful strain that is upon me night and day, if I did not laugh I should die; and you need this medicine as much as I." Do you recall the passage from Stevenson in which he points out that it is the little differences, not the big issues, on which marriages are wrecked? To look across the table and see a blank expression on your wife's face, when you are convulsed with laughter—that, he says, is a test that few marriages can stand. I was in Mexico with Ambassador Morrow when Will Rogers arrived. I saw how wonderfully his humor disarmed the suspicions of the Mexican officials and opened the way for all the good work that the Ambassador did later. Having all this in mind, I offer two constructive suggestions: 1. That the President make the following appointments: Ambassador to England, Will Rogers; Ambassador to Germany, Bugs Bear; Ambassador to France, Irvin S. Cobb. 2. And that John D. Rockefeller or Edward Harkness establish and endow at each leading college a Professorship in Humor. I would not, if I could, those days recall, Those days not ours. For us the feast is spread, The lamps are lit, and music plays withal. Then let us love and leave the rest unsaid. This island is our home. Around it roar Great gulfs and oceans, channels, straits and seas. What matter in what wreck we reached the shore. So we both reached it? We can mock at these. Oh! leave the past, if past indeed there be; I would not know it; I would know but thee. fully his humor disarmed the suspicions of the Mexican officials and opened the way for all the good work that the Ambassador did later. Having all this in mind, I offer two constructive suggestions: 1. That the President make the following appointments: Ambassador to England, Will Rogers; Ambassador to Germany, Bugs Bear; Ambassador to France, Irvin S. Cobb. 2. And that John D. Rockefeller or Edward Harkness establish and endow at each leading college a Professorship in Humor. OBSERVATIONS THE POLITICAL POT IS BOILING With Al Smith holding the trump card in the democratic deck, and being at outs politically with Gov. Roosevelt, and not caring to enter the free-for-all presidential sweepstakes himself, it looks as though in '32 the Bourbons will have to trot out a lot of favorite sons to decide on a leader to go before the people in the battle of ballots. In the republican ranks it looks like President Hoover is due for the nomination, but his re-election will depend on whether the repression cat will jump through the transom and evaporate, or still keep meowing around under the people's windows. Both big parties appear to be afraid to pick up the wet plank, fearful of getting some of the moss on their fingers; but from the back fence broadcasting the prohibition problem is a live wire and dangerous to be dangling around. The racketeers are getting so strong now, that unit may open up an issue that will put the Volstead act into the shadow. Some people say the die is cast and it would not make any difference what is done with the booze question; but yet again there are plenty of people who believe if they got beer all would be forgiven, the employees would hop around mirthfully; and would let nature take its course. The middle of the roaders talk of putting up a third ticket, but as money is tight and election expenses run high, they might fizzle out before the snow begins to fly; but they may rock the political boat quite a bit if they can get the people worked up to some real live issue that would make the voters believe the bolters could bring home the bacon and the groceries. SPEAKS RIGHT OUT IN OPEN MEETING When the affable and polite mayor of an eastern metropolis went over to France, on a visit, he addressed an assemblage of men who carried guns in defense of their country during that cruel World's war. Said His Honor (Smilingly): "I never have anyone prepare my speeches. I speak my own mind. I see before me faces rainbowed around that glassware that are as good to look at as the faces I see in my home town; I see eyes that are as clear as any I ever saw before in my life in my home country, and where they pass constitutional laws to regulate the people's morals." Gales of cheers. The mayor had a great time, even though sometimes he was late. He wanted the folks at home to know what he had said. AND THE POUND STERLING CAME TUMBLING DOWN There awhile ago England had rough sailing for a time. Some of the banks in Australia failed. His majesty's government had the dole on its hand. And then the sailors went on a sort of a mutiny. That caused unrest. Large sums of money were with- AND THE POUND STERLING CAME TUMBLING DOWN There awhile ago England had rough sailing for a time. Some of the banks in Australia failed. His majesty's government had the dole on its hand. And then the sailors went on a sort of a mutiny. That caused unrest. Large sums of money were withdrawn from the Bank of England. This was in most part outside (foreign) money. It was a good deal like a run on a bank. People got scared. Money went into hiding. But big bankers everything will come out all right. RUNNING TRUE TO FORM A reporter went out into the desert country and paid a visit to Las Vegas. He says he saw gambling in the open, but was not surprised about that. The scribe also said he observed a violation of another law that draws the spotlight. He was surprised about that, because he wonders how they do it. Of course, Las Vegas is an oasis in the desert, having artesian wells and willow trees, and quite naturally is moist. SOMETHING JUST AS GOOD Rastus—What you all mean when you are speaking of disheah gold standard? Mose—Lookit heah, big boy, youse dealing wid a question youse knows nothing 'bout. When a feller owes you ten dollars take de gold if he offers it to you; but, brother, if he has no gold, and offers youse dat 'lil long green of Uncle Samuel junior stationery, youse just grabs dat and considers yourself lucky. YOU SEE, JUDGE, I JUST PICKED UP THE CHILD, AND BROUGHT IT IN HERE Scene: Night court. Big city: Policeman comes in carrying a little waif he found out on a door step. The Magistrate: What it is—boy or girl? The Cop (meekly): I don't know. Everybody laughs. DOING HIS STRETCH In another county a man charged with murder had two trials. Before the trials got under way he was out on bail; but after the trials started he was put in jail. The plot thickens. If they keep on trying the man probably would be eligible for parole when it was all over. WELL, BOYS, HERE'S LOOKIN AT YOU! When the Legion held their convention there awhile back the chief executive was their honored guest and gave the assemblage good, sensible advise. As the chief was leaving the hall a large number of the delegates started chanting, "We Want Feer—We Want Bear." BOBS UP SERENELY A wild rumor percolated through the static the other day when it was said a well known man from round about these parts had been kidnapped. The tense atmosphere cleared somewhat WELL, BOYS, HERE'S LOOKIN AT YOU! When the Legion held their convention there awhile back the chief executive was their honored guest and gave the assemblage good, sensible advise. As the chief was leaving the hall a large number of the delegates started chanting, "We Want Feer—We Want Bear." BOBS UP SERENELY A wild rumor percolated through the static the other day when it was said a well known man from round about these parts had been kidnapped. The tense atmosphere cleared somewhat when it was learned the subject was in the jailhouse in another town for being inhockcitated. THE GAL'S NOOTROOL A wife who sued her hubby for divorce says she does not hate him, and yet again she says she does not love him. OH, YOU, PINK SLIP; YOU 'LIL SON OF A GUN! Speaking of moratoriums, how about the last two installments on the old boat. THE IDLE WORDS Speaking of this and that what's the matter with putting a moratorium on some of the public speakers, and those new fangled nationwide hookups that are hard to understand. TAKES IN A LOT OF TERRITORY The way the Governor attends county fairs and the doings and goings on in the Southland. a fella begins to feel as though Los Angeles annexed San Francisco. FEROCIOUS FEMALES In a picture, when two leading ladies indulged in a fight, hair pulling and everything, the fans gave them a great hand. A tip: The directors should put on more female fights. AND HE DIDN'T COME TO FOR ONE HOUR Bill—I need one hundred dollars right now. Julius—I know where you can get a piece of gas pipe. WOULDN'T HOLLER DOWN THEIR RAIN BARREL Whenever they started to investigate the debonair mayor of a big eastern city he always went off on a vacation. Hoop tee dee, tra la la.