anaheim-gazette 1932-06-02

THE ANAHEIM GAZETTE HENRY KUCHEL, Editor and Publisher ESTABLISHED 1870 ISSUED EVERY THURSDAY SUBSCRIPTION PER YEAR $2.00 SIX MONTHS $1.00 Entered at the Anaheim, California Postoffice as second-class matter. MEMORIAL DAY Last Monday, May 30th, was the day observed in forty-two of the forty-eight states, and in all of the territories of the United States, as Memorial Day. It is the day upon which the nation pays tribute to its honored dead, who served their country at the peril of their own lives. Originally established in the North as a day for decorating the graves of soldiers who had lost their lives in the war between the states, Memorial Day has practically lost its sectional significance; for North and South alike contributed the heroes of the Spanish War and of the great World War, whose memories are preserved with special ceremonial on this day. In the South, in the states of the old Confederacy, where another date is still set apart in commemoration of the men who wore the gray, the 30th of May is now largely observed as the national day of commemoration for all of the brave. It is meet and fitting that at least once a year the nation should be reminded that our country has had, from its inception, to fight for the liberties, the rights and privileges which we, more than any other people in the world, enjoy so greatly. The seeds of that liberty have been sown in the blood of heroes. We make a great fuss about hard times. We complain with bitterness about our personal business and financial worries. But all the troubles that we in time of peace are compelled to bear are insignificant compared with the risk of life itself, which every man who has served under our flag has accepted cheerfully, even jubilantly. There is no tribute too great to pay to those who proved their willingness to make that sacrifice if necessary. To whom do we raise monuments but to these? Let us, then, who are still living, unite on the 30th of May to praise these illustrious dead, and at the same time let us renew than any other people in the world, enjoy so greatly. The seeds of that liberty have been sown in the blood of heroes. We make a great fuss about hard times. We complain with bitterness about our personal business and financial worries. But all the troubles that we in time of peace are compelled to bear are insignificant compared with the risk of life itself, which every man who has served under our flag has accepted cheerfully, even jubilantly. There is no tribute too great to pay to those who proved their willingness to make that sacrifice if necessary. To whom do we raise monuments but to these? Let us, then, who are still living, unite on the 30th of May to praise these illustrious dead, and at the same time let us renew our tacit pledge that they have not died in vain, that the nation which they fought to save shall proceed forever onward toward a higher and more glorious destiny. BUILD NO MORE PYRAMIDS We would like to see the Government of the United States, the Government of every state, every county and every town start right off on a program of public improvements that will put a lot of people to work and put a lot of money into circulation. But we don't want to see that sort of work done if it is just going to sink taxpayers' money where it won't come back. Among the greatest public works of all time are the Pyramids of Egypt. Under the direction of successive Pharaohs they gave employment to practically everybody in Egypt, but they consumed practically all of the money and resources of Egypt. And once all of that labor and money had been built into the pyramids, there wasn't any way of getting it out again, and that is what ruined ancient Egypt. We have built enough pyramids, in the form of non-productive public works, in America. We do not think the government, or any part of the government, ought to go into business in competition with private capital, but we can think of a lot of things, to build which it would be perfectly sound business for the government to borrow money, because eventually the money would come back to pay for those enterprises, and they are not the sort of thing toward which private capital has ever been greatly inclined. We have in mind such things as the building of toll bridges over rivers, of developing great water power sites like the Boulder Dam, which will pay for itself by the sale of power and of water rights for irrigation. We understand that the Washington Monument, although it was only partly built by government funds, more than pays for its upkeep by the fees charged for taking visitors to the top of it. We think the principles of democracy have been carried too far in assuming that whatever was paid for out of public funds should be free for the use of everybody who wants to use it. By all means let Uncle Sam sell a billion or five billion dollars of bonds to get money for public works, provided it is not to be spent for pyramids but for projects so safe-guarded that the money will come back with interest without putting an added burden upon the taxpayers. GOVERNMENT IN BUSINESS Now that the entire country including Congress and the various state and local administrations seems to be a good thing, the point where economy is freely admitted to be a good thing, it might not be out of place to remind ourselves that one of the best ways to reduce public expenditures would be to cut down the number of boards and commissions which seem to make it their GOVERNMENT IN BUSINESS Now that the entire country including Congress and the various state and local administrations seems to be a good thing, the point where economy is freely admitted to be a good thing, it might not be out of place to remind ourselves that one of the best ways to reduce public expenditures would be to cut down the number of boards and commissions which seem to make it their business to pry into everybody's business. For example: in speaking on the Kelly-Davis bill for the purpose of setting up a federal coal commission, Senator Moses of New Hampshire, said: "I think of it only as adding a new bureau to that furniture shop which we have already set up in which weird devices thrust the government into doing for the community what the community should do for itself. It is another of the measures to regulate the private life of the citizen. What an individual used to do for himself and took much satisfaction in doing now has passed on to a paid public officer. "Once a mother saw to it that her offspring brushed his teeth and washed behind the ears. Now a school nurse is paid to do it. The individual looks to the community, the community to the legislature, and the legislature to the Congress, with the result that no one here present, no matter how law abiding, can lay his head on his pillow at night without having violated some law, even in his most circumspect day. If a law had been passed as sponsored by a legislator of my state, the individual would have been compelled to sleep eight hours a day." During our days of prosperity the people seemed to pay little attention to mounting taxes, increased public expenditures and the growth of boards and commissions. But now that the depression is upon us they are beginning to awaken, and if the ball can be started rolling in the opposite direction, to the ultimate elimination of ninety per cent of the nuisances the depression may yet be worth what it is costing us. The state of Sonora, Mexico, has arranged it now so that divorces can be obtained upon nine days residence. Some of these times some enterprising state is going to get the jump on the rest of them by issuing divorce papers attached to the back of the marriage certificate by a gummed label. Five Chicago hotels went into bankruptcy. Too bad they couldn't hold out until the republican and democratic national conventions. ANAHEIM GAZETTE Will She Be First to Wed? At Wellesley College for women, tradition is that the girl who wins the annual hoop-rolling contest will be the first bride of her class. Mildred Marcy of Newton Lower Falls, Mass., is this year's smiling winner. THE WAY OF LIFE By BRUCE BARTON HUMAN NATURE Some nights I go home emotionally tired out. Not by work, but by repeated revelations of the meaner side of human nature. All sorts of unpleasant characteristics come to the surface under the stress of hard times. Partners quarrel; husbands and wives snarl at each other; companies throw their "codes of ethics" into the discard; bluffers and cheaters, who have "got away with it" for years, are THE FAMILY DOCTOR By JOHN JOSEPH GAINES, M. D. ABOUT AN OLD FRIEND In my paper this morning I read that more coffee has been used in the past year than for some years before—that coffee-drinking is on the increase. This item did not distress me at all. It did not mean to me that our people are determined to commit suicide, but that people are coming back to the honest old heart tonic in these days when hearts are taxed. HUMAN NATURE Some nights I go home emotionally tired out. Not by work, but by repeated revelations of the meaner side of human nature. All sorts of unpleasant characteristics come to the surface under the stress of hard times. Partners quarrel; husbands and wives snarl at each other; companies throw their "codes of ethics" into the discard; bluffers and cheaters, who have "got away with it" for years, are shown up in their true colors. All this is depressing. BUT ... When in human history has there ever been a time when so many million people were acting generously and sympathetically as now? I can name dozens of concerns that have continued to operate at a loss because their owners felt a responsibility to their employees, and other dozens that have fought off any reduction in salaries to the last possible minute and then made the heaviest cut at the top. I know one large city where twenty-five hundred volunteers have each adopted an equal number of destitute families and are carrying their members through the winter. I can name a struggling little college whose underpaid teachers voluntarily asked a ten per cent reduction in salaries in order that certain poor students might not be compelled to leave school. The action of the railroad men and executives gave me cheer. It brought back a vivid memory of a certain Sunday morning when I was seven years old. My father, a clergyman had never purchased a Sunday newspaper. On this particular morning he came down to breakfast looking deeply concerned, and said to Mother: "I feel today that I must know the news before I go into the pulpit." The news that he felt he must know was about the railroad strike in Chicago, where men were killing each other, and Grover Cleveland had ordered out the Federal troops. We have made a lot of progress in the intervening years. A wise old professor in my college used to quote the following verse from the Psalms: "What is man that thou art mindful of him? or the son of man that thou visitest him?" Most people, he said, interpret that to mean: "What does petty, futile man amount to, that you (God) should give him any thought?" A better interpretation, the professor argued, is this: "What a wonderful creature man must be that even God is mindful of him and likes to visit him." We can get almost any view we choose of human nature. Man is either just "a little lower ABOUT AN OLD FRIEND In my paper this morning I read that more coffee has been used in the past year than for some years before—that coffee-drinking is on the increase. This item did not distress me at all. It did not mean to me that our people are determined to commit suicide, but that people are coming back to the honest old heart tonic in these days when hearts are taxed. Many folks blame coffee for fatalities that are caused by their excessive indulgence in highly-seasoned foods, excesses of sugars and rich cakes, and ponderous quantities of half-raw meats. Overloading at six o'clock dinners and feasts, gormandizing to the point of gluttony—these activities play the deuce with arteries and "blood-pressure," and honest old coffee too often gets the blame. I never read a syllable against coffee until the advent of substitutes for it at the hands of enterprising manufacturers. They are the loudest criers against the oldest friend in beverages that adorns the American table. "Deadly caffeine" is one of the finest heart tonics we possess, what ever propagandists may say. Too much Irish potato will wreck the ship fully as quick as too much coffee. Of course from three to half a dozen sups of coffee three times a day is excess—we do not need so much; but a good cup of coffee at breakfast is harmless. The substitute has the one difference, that it does no good whatever. People get the meat habit, the potato habit, the sugar habit, and so on, fully as often as they get the "coffee habit," yet no one rails against those things that are equally "deadly." YOU'RE WELCOME TO THIS The hour of the week during which you can drive your automobile with the least chance of having a fatal accident is Tuesday, between four and five in the morning, according to an insurance company's survey. 0 The rattan palm attains a greater length than any other plant in existence. Its slender stems, which rarely exceed an inch in diameter, sometimes grow more than 600 feet long. 0 About the only chance the dear people have left is that somehow or other the tax and economy bills will get fixed up in the final conference between the House and Senate committees. 0 Nurse—I lost sight of the child, ma'am—and Mother—Good gracious, why didn't you speak to a policeman? quote the following verse from the Psalms: "What is man that thou art mindful of him? or the son of man that thou visitest him?" Most people, he said, interpret that to mean: "What does petty, futile man amount to, that you (God) should give him any thought?" A better interpretation, the professor argued, is this: "What a wonderful creature man must be that even God is mindful of him and likes to visit him." We can get almost any view we choose of human nature. Man is either just "a little lower than the angels" or just a little higher than the beasts. About the only chance the dear people have left is that somehow or other the tax and economy bills will get fixed up in the final conference between the House and Senate committees. Nurse—I lost sight of the child, ma'am and—— Mother—Good gracious, why didn't you speak to a policeman? Nurse—I was speaking to one all the time, ma'am. OBSERVATIONS COME ON, UNCLE, LET'S GET PUSY RIGHT NOW This country needs more money in circulation and the sooner that is brought about the sooner this economic ailment will be cured. Of course it must be good money. New money could be issued. The government could sell bonds to the people, like it did during the war. These bonds could be put up as security for the new money. Get it into circulation that's the thing to do. Might not be a bad idea while you are at it, uncle, to look into this silver business. Standardize the silver dollar, and open up those silver mines. OUT KICKING THAT HOUN' DAWG AROUND The democrats had three pugnacious batters in the lineup during the heated preliminary work outs; but it looks like they will have to pick out a pinch hitter from the list of boys on the "nootrol" benches to make the home run. ONLY A GESTURE California had three strangers as political guests who weekend during the preferential fireworks, but after the totals were added up the natives couldn't find any thing to get excited about. OH. YEAH! When an excited democrat was raving and throwing vitriolic darts at the republicans in the house the other day, he shouted, "Why, some of them don't know the difference between socialism and rheumatism." The speaker was highly complimented for his masterful address and the speech will go down in history as a perfect philinnic as the discourse abounded in acrimonious invective, and it is said the oration knocked the republicans for a box of flannel underwear. FOR ART'S SAKE Just before the Tom and Jerry's came forth a couple of guys from the outlands went off the reservation with four young women, and the gals gave a nood exhibition at which a number of stags and married men were interested spectators. The gals were travelling light and the costumes they wore would make Ghandi appear in comparison as being heavily ladened with wearing apparel. Everything went well until the police came and one married man went through a window taking the sash with him. FOR ART'S SAKE Just before the Tom and Jerry's came forth a couple of guys from the outlands went off the reservation with four young women, and the gals gave a nood exhibition at which a number of stags and married men were interested spectators. The gals were travelling light and the costumes they wore would make Ghandi appear in comparison as being heavily ladened with wearing apparel. Everything went well until the police came and one married man went through a window taking the sash with him and two men got jammed in the fire escape. The alibis given the wives were unique. One said the reason he was late getting home was because he had a conference with a big butter and egg man from Oskaloosa while another said he had a dinner date with the hook and eve gent from Peoria. One he-man who calls a spade a spade said the young ladies were beautiful and showed their pulchritude which he allows was pleasing to the eye. STICKING AROUND An ardent dry says the 18th amendment after 14 years has not had a fair trial; and a dripping wet says its a wooden Indian. EVERY CLOUD HAS A SILVER LINING A level headed senator suggests that all those debtor nations be allowed to pay the interest with silver. ALL WASHED UP It is heard over the back fence broadcasting station there awhile back an adjoining state blew the lid off and now the pot doesn't simmer any more. Divorces have dropped to a mere bagatelle and the S. R. O. signs have been taken down. Lawyers fees have struck zero mark and the magistrates have taken a vacation: Sports who put up real long green for concessions now receive red ink. It is also said things have taken a flop, and a lot of guys didn't even buy their winter underwear. AND THEN THE FIREWORKS STARTED A new member in congress ups and said: "I am not the type of dry who goes to the washroom, take a snifter and then go back on the floor and vote dry." The inference is some of the boys shoot from the hip. NIGGER IN THE WOODPILE, 'ER WHAT? Speaking of that moratorium a fiery democrat shouted: "Should the debt holiday take effect, the money the other nations owe this U. S. A. would be turned over to international bankers." (But he failed to produce the proof). DOING PRETTY GOOD The moratorium stirred up a hornet's nest. A southern wheelhorse in the democratic camp gave out the highly interesting statement that Germany recently loaned Red Russia $800,000,000! (What did they use for money?) TURNING THE OTHER CHEEK This highly interesting charge cropped out during the discussion of the moratorium in congress: That Great Britain, France and Italy had money on deposit in a New York bank to DOING PRETTY GOOD The moratorium stirred up a hornet's nest. A southern wheelhorse in the democratic camp gave out the highly interesting statement that Germany recently loaned Red Russia $800,000,000! (What did they use for money?) TURNING THE OTHER CHEEK This highly interesting charge cropped out during the discussion of the moratorium in congress: That Great Britain, France and Italy had money on deposit in a New York bank to pay your Uncle his interest on those war debts, but somebody told them they didn't have to fork it over unless they wanted to. (Denied). KILL GOOSE THAT LAYS GOLDEN EGG Reports coming in over the grapevine substation says that a race track in an adjoining country is a washout. When a lot of jack is put on a hoss to win, and he loses, it causes considerable gossip that would not look good in print. Of course, suckers are born every minute, but yet again if you squeeze them hard enough they wake up. You can fool some of the folks all the time, and you can fool all the people some of the time, but you can't fool all the guys all the time. Sometimes a hoss race can kick up more excitement than a new democrat in congress and cause some of the boys to forget to buy their woolen B. V. D.'s. EVERY MAN FOR HIMSELF After looking over those foreign debt holidays and hearing that harsh word "Impeachment" ringing down the corridor, to a man up a tree, it really looks as though we should clean up our own backyards first. Don't you think? WHOOPS, THERE'S A GOOD GUY When a republican was denouncing the president, a democrat rose up and shouted to the republican wing: "He's my president, if you won't defend him, I will." SAY THAT WAS A GOOD-SIZED CHRISTMAS STOCKING It has been said Chicago couldn't pay the teachers, the police-men or the firemen, but the other day hung up $300,000 for the two political conventions. They say talk is cheap but the campaign chatter comes high. And after you take a stretch and a yawn you realize you must not believe what you hear and believe only half of what you see.