anaheim-gazette 1932-04-07

THE ANAHEIM GAZETTE HENRY KUCHEL, Editor and Publisher ESTABLISHED 1870 ISSUED EVERY THURSDAY SUBSCRIPTION PER YEAR $2.00 SIX MONTHS $5.00 Entered at the Anaheim, California Postoffice as second-class matter. PATIENCE IS NEEDED NOW People are hearing so much about the steps which are being taken in Washington and elsewhere to relieve the business depression by liberalizing the banking laws, by lending money to the railroads and other big financial interests, that it is natural for the man in the street to ask: "What good does that do me?" Directly it doesn't do the average person any more immediate good than the spring rains do the farmer. The immediate effect of rain is to give everybody who goes out in it a good wetting. But the farmer who has gone through one or two seasons of drought knows that a season of rain at the right time is going to do him a lot of good in the course of a few weeks or months. Under our capitallist financial system, the tendency of money and credit is to concentrate in the hands of a comparatively few trustees, the large banking and insurance companies, the big industries and the like. It flows out from them through the nation in the form of loans for the purchase of goods, the financing of industry and business. It percolates through those channels into the hands of the mass in the form of salaries and wages and the price of raw materials, produced on the farm, in the forests and mines. As these final recipients spend it, it flows back through other but similar channels to its sources. In normal times this process of outflow and inflow is continuous and the movement in both directions is equal in volume and speed. But in the times we have been going through, some of the larger channels of inflow have been blocked and there has not been enough left in the main reservoirs to maintain the normal outflow. SPRING IS HERE AGAIN Every year about this time we begin to feel that life is worth living after all. There is something about the return of Spring that fills the human spirit with new courage, that compels the human soul to a new realization of the wonders of this wonderful world we live in. It is no wonder that humankind, from the earliest times, has celebrated the return of Spring as its greatest religious festival. The dead world has come to life. The sun has come back to us. That which was buried in the ground has arisen from the grave. The bare branches are clothing themselves with green. The birds have returned from their Winter retreats and are building their nests among us. The beasts of the field and the forests are bringing forth their young. A new life cycle is beginning, after a cycle of darkness and death. We can take it as symbolic, or believe literally in the resurrection of the body, but in every land all peoples of the earth have, from time immemorial, celebrated this season as the return of their gods from exile, as the promise of a new life hereafter when this one shall have been finished. That we shall come back from beyond the grave, clothed in new raiment, as the trees and the fields are clothed in new verdure after their Winter’s slumber, is the belief of nine-tenths of mankind. It is a belief that has sustained countless millions to endure the harshness and hardships of this life, and that shall continue for all time so to sustain those whose faith is strengthened and refreshed by each succeeding Sprig. WE MUST NOT APE CHINA China long ago set the world an example of disarmament. But it is not recorded that other old and great nations followed that example, as the pacifists assure us nations would if the United States would now lead the way in reducing arms. Instead the great powers have humbled China, exploited her, held her beneath their boots, the while they wrangled over the spoils. Today finds China at war, although Japan does not choose to so classify the use of her ships and men. Outraged, shelled, invaded, China is nearly helpless. Her peaceful nature has been her undoing. While she is being attacked and subdued, the other great powers look on anxiously, not, it will be noticed, in any desire to help poor China in her distress, but fearful lest their own interests there be endangered by the disturbance. The United States must never become another China. It must never trustingly prostrate itself at the feet of less idealistic nations, which would not hesitate to take every advantage of its comparative defencelessness. The United States must maintain a navy and an army that will command respect that will deter other powers from running wild on sprees of international lawlessness.—Portland Press Herald. It is said that many merchants in Middle Western towns are now specifying that merchandise purchased by them be sent to them by rail and not by truck, and are refusing to accept truck shipments. Public sentiment on the rail question has changed remarkably in the past few years, as the people come to realize what a valuable taxpayer the railroad is. According to some news dispatches from Europe, France and Germany are now getting closer together. Before commenting we would like to know what they are carrying in their hip pockets. The free traders blame the new British tariff onto our Smoot-Hawley tariff act. Well, England is preparing to pay us back $150,000,000 she borrowed from us last year. Why not blame that onto the Smoot-Hawley tariff, too? ANAHEIM GAZETTE A Little Girl With a Big Voice Lily Pons, the diminutive French soprano, who is the most sensational "find" in musical circles for years, photographed in her home after an evening of singing at the Metropolitan Opera. THE WAY OF LIFE By BRUCE BARTON A ROCK IN A WEARY LAND When I was fifteen years old my father took me into his study and gave me a talk about life insurance. He was a preacher, with a large family and a small salary. "Paying my premiums has kept me poor, and often in debt," he said, "but I am well rewarded. I can lie down and sleep soundly at night." In order to bring the lesson home, he applied for $3,000 of life insurance on the twenty payment plan for me, saying that he would carry it until I had graduated from college and I could go on with it from there. Twenty years seemed longer at that time than a hundred seem now. I wondered if I would ever live to the ripe old age of thirty-five, when the policies would be paid in full. THE FAMILY DOCTOR By JOHN JOSEPH GAINES, M. D. MORE "HEART FAILURES" I feel sure my readers will pardon me for hammering away at this subject so often—there is no more vital topic, or one more dread with warning. My big city paper this morning announced two sudden deaths both from "heart disease." One was the owner of a trained dog troupe, and he was standing on the stage, busy with the performance, when he dropped dead instantly, in full view of the audience. The onlookers at first thought it was a part of the program, until the man was pronounced dead! The paper stated that he was apparently "in perfect health the hour before." Should such terrible happenings be passed up as if they were just news items? The other fatality was that of a millionaire oil man, and a true philanthropist. He was also often in debt," he said, "but I am well rewarded. I can lie down and sleep soundly at night." In order to bring the lesson home, he applied for $3,000 of life insurance on the twenty payment plan for me, saying that he would carry it until I had graduated from college and I could go on with it from there. Twenty years seemed longer at that time than a hundred seem now. I wondered if I would ever live to the ripe old age of thirty-five, when the policies would be paid in full. Well, I have lived that long, and these policies, and some others, are all paid up. Father himself lived long and, having educated his children and seen them all started, he cashed in his insurance and was comfortable in his old age. Remembering this lesson, I have signed my checks for premiums very cheerfully, but never with so much satisfaction as during the past two years. In a period when almost everything one owns is tumbling it is great to know that one investment, at least, is just as good as it promised to be. Nothing has happened to any of the big insurance companies, and nothing will. I was reminded of this the other day when I attended a convention of insurance salesmen. They were full of human interest stories. Said one: "A business man walked into my office and asked for an application blank. He said that two years ago he was worth $200,000, and thought that he and his family were safe from financial worries forever. Now the $200,-000 is less than $50,000. His only hope of independence is through systematic savings as represented by payments of life insurance premiums." Another told of a man who asked: "I am thirty-five and have to start all over again. What kind of a policy can you offer me that will insure me a competence at sixty?" We were all carried off our feet by the new theory of investments in 1929. Bonds and insurance were out of date. Common stocks were the one sure way to fortune. Now the pendulum has swung back. The old-fashioned ideas are in style again. It is a time when insurance companies ought to double their advertising, and insurance salesmen their efforts. When we were prosperous we sometimes regarded these salesmen as a nuisance. Today their wares are "as rivers of water in a dry place; as the shadow of a rock in a weary land." We are looking every day now for somebody to come in and tell us that the latest Sino-Japanese war is a frameup. One was the owner of a trained dog troupe, and he was standing on the stage, busy with the performance, when he dropped dead instantly, in full view of the audience. The onlookers at first thought it was a part of the program, until the man was pronounced dead! The paper stated that he was apparently "in perfect health the hour before." Should such terrible happenings be passed up as if they were just news items? The other fatality was that of a millionaire old man, and a true philanthropist. He was also just a little past middle age, stricken as by a bolt from the blue sky. Just "heart disease," let it pass. Both of these men died of CARELESS EATING, overloading the stomach at wrong hours, and without any respect for the laws of diet. One was an overworked man—spending his nights at hard business endeavor, in order to make both ends meet. He paid no attention to his bodily requirements; he was exerting himself to the utmost strand, to keep a thin pocket-book nourished. Did it pay? The millionaire was just resting on his oars; he was satisfied with life, and eating all he could hold, at whatever hours he chose. He dined on the viands that tasted best to him, and in quantity limited only by appetite's demands. And paid—with his life. Heart disease! Was it true? A goodly, kindly man, who delighted in providing recreation sports for children. What a pity that he died in the middle of so noble a career! My good friends, overloading at six o'clock does it. AND THAT'S THAT There is something amusing in Japan's repeated threats to withdraw from the League of Nations. If the League had any viscera it would kick it out.—Philadelphia Inquirer. AMAZING "The final solution for unemployment," says Mr. Coolidge, "is work." It certainly is a caution how that man thinks those things out. INTERLOPER It is hoped no artillery salesman will mar the spirit of things at Geneva by busting into the meeting and asking if he may speak to the Japanese delegation privately.JDetroit News. Baseball players are to have their salaries reduced this summer but up to this time there has been no proposal to shorten their hours of labor from nine to seven innings. If the Jap delegates to the Geneva disarmament conference brought a bird cage along in their luggage we doubt very much whether it carries a peace dove. When we were prosperous we sometimes regarded these salesmen as a nuisance. Today their wares are "as rivers of water in a dry place; as the shadow of a rock in a weary land." We are looking every day now for somebody to come in and tell us that the latest Sino-Japanese war is a frameup. Al Smith, the happy warrior of 1928, has announced that he will take a position on the side lines but it is our opinion that he will at least have a box seat. Baseball players are to have their salaries reduced this summer but up to this time there has been no proposal to shorten their hours of labor from nine to seven innings. If the Jap delegates to the Geneva disarmament conference brought a bird cage along in their luggage we doubt very much whether it carries a peace dove. It seems to us that the depression might have held off hitting us until after we had celebrated George Washington's 200th birthday. MINE UNCLE OWNS A WRENCH WHAT IS YER UNCLE, A PLUMBER? NO - HE'S A COWBOY OH - YOU MEAN A RANCH YIS OBSERVATIONS STEPPING OUT "Shay, young feller (hic) Hoo Hoo," said a 22-year-old gal across a table in a resort down the way. "How's tricks (hic) I'll be seeing you." (Awh, sit down, you are creating a scene). "Huh, go chase yourself, can't (hic) a girl have a 'lil fun once in a while (hic)." LEST WE FORGET "What the ——" said a guy as he bumped against a bank door there awhile back, and read the sign: "Bank closed Columbus Day. Legal Holiday." "Don't you know, this is Columbus Day. You know, Christopher Columbus. He discovered America." "Oh!" And then they went over and got a lime rickey. OH, BOY, WHAT IF IT HAD BEEN CHAMPAGNE When they christened that giant clipper with a bottle of water from the Carribean sea, it is said nobody heaved a sigh, but the ocean waved. THE GRAVEYARD STEW Because some men rush to the automobile crackups, and are Johnny on the spot when they pick up the wounded, they have gained for themselves the euphonious name of Ambulance Chasers. AND HE WASN'T A FRESH GUY EITHER Speaking of the depression and this and that, and how people pinched and saved there is the fellow who sprinkled salt and pepper on his eggs; and when the salt was all gone he continued for two months to shake the salt seller over the eggs even though it was empty. WHEN DO WE EAT One of the exciting thrills is to have your ole boat in a collision with the car of a high priced actor or actress and then sue them for damages. THE NOSE DIVE A man mountain prize fighter, weight 265 pounds, had a lot of the boys filled with goose flesh for quite some time; but the other night a clever guy, 200 pounder, slammed the big boy on WHEN DO WE EAT One of the exciting thrills is to have your ole boat in a collision with the car of a high priced actor or actress and then sue them for damages. THE NOSE DIVE A man mountain prize fighter, weight 265 pounds, had a lot of the boys filled with goose flesh for quite some time; but the other night a clever guy, 200 pounder, slammed the big boy on the mush and he rolled over on the rosin. The bigger they are the harder they fall. BUT YOU KNOW. MISTER. LOTS OF FOLKS LIKE TO GET ON THE SICK LIST ONCE IN A WHILE A well known marine man savs a little nip now and then doesn't hurt much; but he says if people let liquor alone altogether, they would be healthier. PREVIOUS ENGAGEMENT When a man was getting ready to leave a prison, on parole, it is said the guards and the prisoners hated to see him go. The man had been a good friend to the inmates. "Sorry to see you go, pal," chorused the men inside. "I'm sorry, too, boys; but you see I have important business on the outside. So long." TURNING OUT THE LIGHT IN THE WINDOW A husband and father was set free from a pentitentry. He called up his wife on the long distance telephone. Shid he: "Mamma, I'm out. I'm coming home." CAUGHT SHORT It would be downright awful if Gandhi even got into a strip poker party. COPS MUST HAVE THEIR Moments When officers on a raid were dumping a quantity of liquor down a sink, they heard this soft refrain: "Bad Boys." Looking through an open door leading to another room they found it was a parrot that gave them the razz. HEY, WATSON, FETCH YOUR SPY GLASS Some of the folks believe that the depression, low wages, contraction of money, deflation and whatnots is an "inside" job. AND YET AGAIN IT MIGHT NOT HAPPEN Reports coming in over the back fence broadcasting station seem to say that there is going to be a political upheaval in '32. As a sideline it is rumored a third party is in the offing. NOW. WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT THAT In 1931 wheat in France sold for $1.60 a bushel, while in the glorious U. S. A. wheat sold for 20 cents a bushel. And America loaned the French money to pay their war debts! JINGLE IN YOUR JEANS If they would standardize silver thousands of men would be employed in the silver mines. Silver is a good medium of exchange. A load of it in your pocket might make you stoop NOW. WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT THAT In 1931 wheat in France sold for $1.60 a bushel, while in the glorious U. S. A. wheat sold for 20 cents a bushel. And America loaned the French money to pay their war debts! JINGLE IN YOUR JEANS If they would standardize silver thousands of men would be employed in the silver mines. Silver is a good medium of exchange. A load of it in your pocket might make you stoop shouldered, but yet again that's all you see at Tia Juana. ANY PORT IN A STORM If you put on your specs and look closely you will notice that quite a few of the actresses' faces are seen in advertisements included the meek and lowly cigarette. Not a cough in a conference. PUTTING ON THE SKID CHAINS Talking about taking care of those frozen assets, how about the deferred payments on the ole car, and, oh yes, the radio, too. GOING INTO AN ECLIPSE A charming and vivacious screen actress, who is said to be red headed, had her hair made over to look like a brunette so she wouldn't attract too much attention when she went out. Some of the drug store cowboys believe the lady ditched the red hair because you seldom see a white horse nowadays. HOOP, DE DOOP, LA LOOP, DE SOUP A man formerly in high office, but who got shelved at the last election, says that the crime wave is caused by the automobile and fast living, and he says the boozereno has nothing to do with whatsoever. BACKWARD. TURN BACKWARD, O, TIME, IN ITS FLIGHT A palpitating and perplexed public has been on the tiptoe of expectancy while reports were raging over the age of a certain member in the Evangelistic Vineyard. At a recent marriage and birthday party 39 candles were blown out by the happy groom in one big breath exhalement. Then a woman out Arizona way, ups and declared the wife has seen 53 summers and winters running concurrently. And so there you are. But an old adage says you are as old as you feel, and from all accounts coming in over the grapevine broadcasting station, it appears the good wife is feeling pretty good just now, after several years of single blessedness and loneliness.