anaheim-gazette 1932-11-10

19TH INSTALLMENT SYNOPSIS:—Johnny Breen, 16 years old, who had spent all of his life aboard a tugboat, plying around New York City, was made motherless when an explosion sank the boat on which he, his mother and the man he called father, were living. He is the only survivor, struggling through the darkness to shore. At dawn, amid surroundings entirely unknown, his life in New York begins. Unable to read, knowing nothing of life, he is taken in by a Jewish family, living and doing a second-hand clothing business on the Bowery. From the hour he set foot in the city he had to fight his way through against bullies and toughs...and soon became so proficient that he attracted the attention of the would-be manager of fighters who enters him in many boxing tournaments. It was here that Pug Malone came into young Breen's life—an old fighter who was square and honest. He took Breen under his wing—sent him to night school and eventually took him to a health farm he had acquired. The scene shifts and the family of Van Horns of Fifth avenue is introduced. Gilbert Van Horn, last of the old family, is a man-about-town, who meets Malone and Breen at one of the boxing shows. Van Horn has a hidden chapter in his life...which had to do with his mother's maid, years ago, who left the family when about to become a mother. It was reported that she married an old captain of a river craft. Van Horn conditions, but I had no idea." "An island completely surrounded by sewage," Harboard remarked. "Where boys bathe and rats run wild at night." "New York and vicinity, dumping its waste material into its front yard, converting its narrow rivers into immense open cesspools; it's a crime." Almon Strauss paused and thumbed the pages. "The greatest danger, sir," John interposed, "lies in the absolutely inadequate sewer system of the lower portion of the city. Old brick conduits fifty and seventy-five years old, running to the river. The problem of drainage on Manhattan is simple, but the fact that drainage should all be into disposal works, into scientific plants for the recovery of the magnesia, potash, phosphoric acid, chlorine, oxide of iron and nitrogen, all combined in almost ideal proportion for use as fertilizer. This seems to place the problem beyond the ability of our civic talent. A spoonful may be dipped out here and there and screened, but the great works, the scientific works that would yield a fortune to the city, these are only part of the plan." "Yes, John, the plan." Almon Strauss seemed to waken up from a study. "After all, the plan must come first. Let us get the plan." "I have had a theory," Almon Strauss went on, "a theory that the city will work its way out of the mire." the Metropolis, tramping the falling snow. A great void of doubt. To the east, the clock hands of the tower seven, and back on Friday rush of motor cars can stop with a screech of high red light flashed towers above the gas-cock. John Breen stood, as in the twilight of thick gazing at the beauty of aware of its significant struck his cane on the loud tap. John looked smiled with uncertainty. Josephine Lambert hated them, bareheaded, her splendent, her face animating She was already far too her way to dinner in one surviving homes of Wax. Thomas Hetherington tortor, had pieced together crazy mosaic history of knew and deducted, and held in the files of his files of surprising info when talking with Judy agreeable old gentleman more than he impaired Hetherington was prepared a certain train of circumask for the few places failed to fill in facts. fighter who was square and honest. He took Breen under his wing—sent him to night school and eventually took him to a health farm he had acquired. The scene shifts and the family of Van Horns of Fifth avenue is introduced. Gilbert Van Horn, last of the old family, is a man-about-town, who meets Malone and Breen at one of the boxing shows. Van Horn has a hidden chapter in his life... which had to do with his mother's maid, years ago, who left the family when about to become a mother. It was reported that she married an old captain of a river craft. Van Horn has a ward, Josephine, about Breen's age. Van Horn, now interested in John prevails upon him to let him finance a course in Civil Engineering at Columbia University. John and Josephine meet—become attached to each other, love grows and they become engaged shortly after Breen graduates from college. Josephine has another suitor, a man of the world named Rantoul. Josephine became pestless as John gives full attention to his job and sails for Paris to select her trousseau. At the last moment Rantoul sails on the same boat. At sea on the return home the great ocean liner crashes into an iceberg and sinks—all passengers taking to the lifeboats. Van Horn perishes but Rantoul saves himself—with Josephine. Breen learns that Gilbert Van Horn was his father. Josephine breaks the engagement and marries Rantoul. For years John buries himself in work. The U.S. enters the World War. Josephine sees Breen in France, but he remains cool, unimpressed. The Armistice is signed. Rantoul loses his great fortune and Josephine sues and obtains a divorce. Breen seven years in South America, completes his work and returns to New York. He meets Josephine again, and discovers that love is being reknilled. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY "Here, this way," and in a moment John Breen stood close to Almon Strauss. Harboard had arranged the meeting. "I want to shake hands with John Breen." Harboard had managed to steer them into a corner near the stair. Almon Strauss was leaning toward John, holding his hand. What a homely human being he was! "John I am so glad to see you. Very glad." Almon Strauss was short, of stocky build, almost humpbacked. "Let us go upstairs. I have a key. You know more about the way than I," he said; "suppose you lead." As they followed John up to the offices of Colfax, up the dust-covered landing and into the inner room, a strong emotion came to John, a sense of loss overpowering. He switched on the light and was agreeably surprised to find the place in excellent order. John had had an idea that the Bureau must have vanished, like so much of the past. "I had them clean up and air the seems to place the problem beyond the ability of our civic talent. A spoonful may be dipped out here and there and screened, but the great works, the scientific works that would yield a fortune to the city, these are only part of the plan." "Yes, John, the plan." Almon Strauss seemed to waken up from a study. "After all, the plan must come first. Let us get the plan." "I have had a theory," Almon Strauss went on, "a theory that the city will work its way out of the mire." He stopped, paused for a moment. "They say that my people are naturally dwellers in cities. It may be so. But the Hebrews are an acent race, a race that has held its tenets, has kept its faith for centuries. If we are to be dwellers in cities, we must look to our houses, to our future habitations. I have lived in the slums——I know the lower East Side——You may not know it, but I once stood on the curb of Hester Street and watched a fight. I have known Fighting Lipvitch!" Strauss sat silent. "Lipvitch—Channon Lipvitch?" John asked. "John, I knew you there. I knew of you when you fought on the Bowery. My old friend, Lipvitch, is dead, you know. When the Tri-Plex shirtwaist factory burned down, Lipvitch had locked the doors — the shock killed him." "Please go on," Harboard reminded him after a lengthy pause, "with your vision of the city." After a moment or two, Almon Strauss continued in low, even tones. "I see a tremendous city rising in the future, a city of such magnitude that men today would marvel at the sight. The saving in heat, in transportation of supplies, in the waste motions of life, will compensate for the great congestion of men. Everything will be centralized in zones. People will live in groups close to their work, with parks and playgrounds scattered in between. There is no value like the value of numbers, no potentiality like the mass potentiality of men, and the city is the natural conclusion to which we must come as we remain longer on this earth. The city now is crude, cruder than the plumbing in King Alfred's hut. We are just beginning to see the faintest gleams of light. The country for food, for freedom and for play, the city for economy, for concentration, for study and for education. And by the city I mean the great open-hearted city with trees and grass, and fountains splashing in the sun. The city with clean streets, with ample homes, with every furnishing to make life worth living. "Down below, those foolish folk talk of birth control. What do they know of the agony? What of planning far ahead? I may never see the beginning, but John, and you, too, Harboard, you may see, you may know." "Let us go upstairs. I have a key. You know more about the way than I," he said; "suppose you lead." As they followed John up to the offices of Colfax, up the dust-covered landing and into the inner room, a strong emotion came to John, a sense of loss overpowering. He switched on the light and was agreeably surprised to find the place in excellent order. John had had an idea that the Bureau must have vanished, like so much of the past. "I had them clean up and air the rooms," Almon Strauss explained. "I expected you soon, would have called for you, on my return from Paris, but this is better." Along the wall the familiar cases of drawings were as before, the bookcases had not been disturbed. It seemed as if only an hour had gone since the times when he and Colfax worked late into the night, when he looked forward to the week-end, to the Sunday afternoon. "I have been back a few weeks. Have some chairs. I will not say what is happening in Europe, the world is reforming, though the stable years are still a long way off. But my heart is here, gentlemen, always here," Almon Strauss waved his thin hand around, embracing all beyond the rooms, all out over the crowded millions about them in the city. "I have been rereading the final report of Colfax," he said, "and your notations, your very excellent engineering figures, Mr. Breen. These papers have all been kept for me here. No—John; I may call you that. I credit you both." John had started in protest. "The facts are so startling no one now would heed. In an election it would be mud-throwing. In the year after election we are too busy to pay serious attention to such things. But, the plan, the real working plan, must be ready for use some day. We hear so much of the transportation problem. I have read carefully what you say. We have too much transportation already, too much crowding from the outskirts into the congested city. But what can stop it? "Your sewer report astonished me." Almon Strauss found and drew the bulky blue-covered document from a desk. "Colfax often told me of the city for economy, for concentration, for study and for education. And by the city I mean the great open-hearted city with trees and grass, and fountains splashing in the sun. The city with clean streets, with ample homes, with every furnishing to make life worth living. "Down below, those foolish folk talk of birth control. What do they know of the agony? What of planning far ahead? I may never see the beginning, but, John, and you, too, Harboard, you may see, you may know. "But I am afraid of the city. I am afraid we have planned too far ahead. People are getting confused, and rents go higher and higher. I am closing up this place and expect to leave. But my heart is here. Gold help the city." Where the recurring storm-centers raged amid sprouts of promise, old Madison Square Garden stands only in memory like a palace in Spain. Steel and tile tower high, and higher. It was in this environment that Harboard and John paused at the southern end of a walk along the Avenue, crowded with the great rush of a mid-season afternoon. The friends were given to long tramps, to the diversion of extended explorations in the city. Again great things were happening, again the city was restless and uncertain in its ancient harness. Drastic methods were being proposed, merchants' associations and civic bodies were stirring. Great agitations were taking public voice. The huge muddle must assume some proper form. Civic pride was suffering a revival, new forces were stepping to the fore, new ideals of service were again lifting above the tumult of the town. They passed on the sharp oasis south of Twenty-fifth Street between Fifth Avenue and Broadway. A smoking churning rush of cars and busses hemmed them in. Across the way the old Amen Corner had ended its career. On the broad stretch of the Avenue, toward the park, arches of triumph and of victory once reared their fragile forms and only photographs remain. Dewey returned there from the victory at Manila. Great hosts of men marched by in '17—men with set faces, young and tense—drafted from the youth of for grown ups. The straits with necessary pleats, and wider shoulder effect sleeve completes the illusion. Please also note that which is fitting and properly dressed circles. The can be of the self material if so desired and should gay in any event. The new woolens for afford a wide selection, browns and in colors. Who can be brilliant new reds, brown than the lively school who will look her best gay new frocks." the Metropolis, tramping onward in the falling snow. A great void of doubt had come to Harboard and to John, a sickening doubt. To the east, they saw the great clock hands of the tower pointing to seven, and back on Fifth Avenue the rush of motor cars came to a sudden stop with a screech of brakes when the high red light flashed on the traffic towers above the gas-charged street. John Breen stood, as men have stood, in the twilight of thick tropic jungles, gazing at the beauty of the cobra, unaware of its significance. Harboard struck his cane on the concrete walk, a loud tap. John looked at him, and smiled with uncertainty. Josephine Lambert had just sped by them, bareheaded, her dinner wrap resplendent, her face animated, beautiful. She was already far to the south, on her way to dinner in one of the fine old surviving homes of Washington Square. Thomas Hetherington, the great editor, had pieced together much of the crazy mosaic history of the city. He knew and deducted, and imagined, and held in the files of his little office bundles of surprising information. Once, when talking with Judge Kelly, an agreeable old gentleman, himself asking more than he imparted. Thomas Hetherington was prepared to submit a certain train of circumstances, and to ask for the few places where time had failed to fill in facts. He was on the Motor Transit Parcel Service Proves Popular Local merchants and residents desiring to have parcels shipped to and from Los Angeles and other communities of Southern California, find a great convenience and saving in forwarding and receiving packages via Motor Transit express service, according to the amount of business being handled by J. H. Harrington, local agent for the bus company. "The fact that these parcel express shipments are handled on all sides fast and frequent service as passengers and at unusually low rates makes the Motor Transit express a popular medium for light shipments," remarked agent Harrington as he promptly notified patrons of the arrival of their incoming shipments. "You see how simple it is for a merchant here to render his customers unusual service—if he happens to be out of a certain article a customer needs, all he has to do is call his wholesaler and the article arrives here in the next Motor Transit bus. His customer is pleased and he has demonstrated another argument in favor of "trading in Anaheim." "Parcel shipments are limited in weight and size to 100 lbs. per package and ten cubic feet space and $100 valuation. The minimum charge on a package is 15 cents anywhere and C. O. D. shipments can also be made with low return charge, if desired," continued agent Harrington, who also stated that the express service applies all over the Motor Transit system and, in many cases, packages can also be reshipped over connecting bus lines to other parts of the state. ORDINANCE NO. 304 AN ORDINANCE OF THE COUNTY OF ORANGE, STATE OF CALIFORNIA, PROHIBITING THE DUMPING OR OTHERWISE PLACING, PUTTING OR DISPOSING OF Post-Election Talks Planned Starting Thursday afternoon, November 10, and continuing every Thursday thereafter from 5:45 to 6 o'clock, the University of Southern California will sponsor a post-election series of broadcasts on world affairs through its department of international relations. Emarating from station KHJ in Los Angeles the symposium may be heard from Seattle to San Diego over a Pacific Coast hookup. In the belief that the cause of world events is continuing every Thursday thereafter from 5:45 to 6 o'clock, the University of Southern California will sponsor a post-election series of broadcasts on world affairs through its department of international relations. Emarating from station KHJ in Los Angeles the symposium may be heard from Seattle to San Diego over a Pacific Coast hookup. These broadcasts will bring each week to the radio audience discussions of specific problems which the world faces and a digest of important happenings in world affairs. NOTICE OF SALE OF REAL PROPERTY BY TRUSTEE UNDER DEED OF TRUST TRUST NO. 445 WHEREAS, GAYLORD O. RUSSELL, and RHEA G. RUSSELL, husband and wife, by Deed of Trust, dated April 12th, 1928 recorded April 25th, 1928 in Book 153, page 244 of Official Records of Orange County, California, did grant and convey the property therein and hereinafter described, to the Orange County Title Company, as Trustee, to secure, among other obligations, the payment of one promissory note dated April 12th, 1928, payable to Home Mutual Building and Loan Association of Santa Ana, or order, for the principal sum of $5800.00, with interest at the rate of 7.8 per cent per annum, principal and interest due in monthly installments of $50.00 each on the 5th day of Thomas Hetherington, the great editor, had pieced together much of the crazy mosaic history of the city. He knew and deducted, and imagined, and held in the files of his little office bundles of surprising information. Once, when talking with Judge Kelly, an agreeable old gentleman, himself asking more than he imparted. Thomas Hetherington was prepared to submit a certain train of circumstances, and to ask for the few places where time had failed to fill in facts. He was on the verge of springing one of the really great sensations of the city. "My dear Mr. Hetherington, what you say may be so. And then again it may not. You say you have talked with Mr. Breen. What did he say?" "He called it a lot of interesting conjecture." "But I believe it's so," I insisted. "Well, if it's so, why don't I go out and claim my own?" he asked. "Well, why don't he?" Judge Kelly looked puzzled. Continued Next Week TOOLS, GASOLINE STOLEN H. T. Outland reports the theft of tools and gasoline valued at $10 from his garage. This school frock of wool shows the influence of older styles, with its contrasting sleeves made full and comfortable. Even the princess silhouette varies little from similar styles shown ORDINANCE NO. 304 AN ORDINANCE OF THE COUNTY OF ORANGE, STATE OF CALIFORNIA, PROHIBITING THE DUMPING OR OTHERWISE PLACING, PUTTING OR DISPOSING OF ANY TRASH, REFUSE OR RUBBISH UPON PRIVATE PROPERTY ADJACENT TO PUBLIC HIGHWAYS OR ESTABLISHED RESIDENCES OR DWELLINGS. The Board of Supervisors of the County of Orange do ordain as follows: SECTION 1. It shall be and is hereby declared unlawful for any person, firm, co-partnership or corporation to dump, place or deposit any trash, refuse or rubbish of any kind whatsoever upon any private or public property within a distance of one thousand (1000) feet from any public highway in the County of Orange, or within a distance of five hundred (500) feet from any established residence or dwelling house within said County of Orange, or to cause or suffer or permit any such trash, refuse or rubbish to be dumped, placed or deposited upon any public or private property within a distance of one thousand (1000) feet of any public highway or within a distance of five hundred (500) feet of any established residence or dwelling house in the County of Orange. SECTION 2. The term "Public highway," as used in this Ordinance, shall be held and deemed to mean any road or highway open to and used by the travelling public and not used as a private right of way. SECTION 3. Any person violating any of the provisions of this Ordinance shall be deemed guilty of a mislemeanor and upon conviction thereof shall be punished by fine of not more than Five Hundred Dollars ($500.00), or imprisoned in the County Jail for a term not exceeding six (6) months, or by both such fine and imprisonment. SECTION 4. This Ordinance shall take effect thirty (30) days from and after its passage and before the expiration of fifteen (15) days from and after its passage, the same shall be published with the names of the members of the Board of Supervisors voting for and against the same for at least one week in the Anaheim Gazette, a newspaper of general circulation, printed, published and circulated in the said County of Orange. JOHN C. MITCHELL, Chairman of the Board of Supervisors of Orange 12th, 1928 recorded April 25th, 1928 in Book 153, page 244 of Official Records of Orange County, California; did grant and convey the property therein and hereinafter described, to the Orange County Title Company, as Trustee, to secure, among other obligations, the payment of one promissory note dated April 12th, 1928, payable to Home Mutual Building and Loan Association of Santa Ana, or order, for the principal sum of $5800.00, with interest at the rate of 7.8 per cent per annum, principal and interest due in monthly installments of $50.00 each on the 5th day of each month beginning March 5th, 1932, as amended by written instrument dated March 22nd, 1932; and WHEREAS, default has occurred in that installment of principal and interest due on said note on April 5th, 1932, has not been paid; and WHEREAS, Pacific States Savings and Loan Company, owner and holder of said note heretofore demanded that said Trustee sell said property and on August 2nd, 1932, duly recorded in the office of the County Recorder of said County, in Book 566, page 337 of Official Records thereof, a notice of said default and of its election to cause said property to be sold and more than three months have now elapsed since the recordation of said notice. The sum of $4245.99 principal and interest thereon from March 5th, 1932, is now due, owing and unpaid on said note and there is also secured by said Deed of Trust the Trustee's fee and expenses of sale, amounting to $258.00. NOW THEREFORE NOTICE IS HEREBY GIVEN that the said Orange County Title Company, by virtue of the authority vested in it as Trustee under said Deed of Trust, will sell at public auction, to the highest bidder for cash, lawful money of the United States, on the 28th day of November, 1932, at the hour of eleven o'clock A.M., of said day, at the South door of the Orange County Court House in the City of Santa Ana, California, all of the interest conveyed to it by said Deed of Trust in and to all the following described property situated in the City of Anaheim, County of Orange, State of California, described as follows, to-wit:— Lot Thirty (30) in Block "C" of "Helmann & George's Map Of Addition Building Lots," as shown on a Map recorded in Book 2, page 249 of Miscellaneous Records of Los Angeles County, California, or so much of said property as shall be necessary to be sold to provide a sum sufficient to pay the total amount secured by said Deed of Trust. Dated this 3rd day of November, 1932. ORANGE COUNTY TITLE COMPANY, By H. A. GARDNER, President. By GEO. A. PARKER, Secretary. (Corporate Seal) Nov. 3-10-17 for grown ups. The straight line skirt with necessary pleats, accentuates the wider shoulder effect and the full sleeve completes the illusion. Please also note the high neckline which is fitting and proper in the best dressed circles. The circular collar can be of the self material as sleeves, if so desired and should be bright and gay in any event. The new woolens for fall and winter afford a wide selection, both in texture and in colors. Who can better wear the brilliant new reds, browns and greens than the lively school miss...and who will look her best in one of the gay new frocks. JOHN C. MITCHELL, Chairman of the Board of Supervisors of Orange County, California. (SEAL) J. M. BACKS, County Clerk and ex-officio Clerk of the Board of Supervisors of Orange County, California. STATE OF CALIFORNIA, COUNTY OF ORANGE. I. J. M. Backs, County Clerk and ex-officio Clerk of the Board of Supervisors thereof, do hereby certify that at a regular meeting of the Board of Supervisors of said County, held on the 1st day of November, 1932, at which meeting there were present Supervisors John C. Mitchell, Chairman, C. H. Chapman, Wm. Schumacher, Willard Smith, George Jeffrey, and the Clerk, the foregoing Ordinance, consisting of 4 sections, was considered section by section, and each section separately adopted and the said Ordinance was then passed and adopted as a whole by the following vote, to-wit: AYES: Supervisors George Jeffrey, Wm. Schumacher, C. H. Chapman, Willard Smith and John C. Mitchell. NOES: Supervisors None. ABSENT: Supervisors None. IN WITNESS WHEREOF, I have here unto set my hand and affixed the official seal of the Board of Supervisors of said Orange County, this 1st day of November, 1932. (SEAL) J. M. BACKS, County Clerk and ex-officio Clerk of the Board of Supervisors of Orange County, California. Nov. 3-10 State Fish Exchange Starts Campaign to Make Tuesdays Second “Fish Day” of Week Another “fish day” may be just around the corner. Prompted by the fact that the 40 varieties of fish found in the markets at this season are running in abundance, and will continue to do so, apparently, for many months to come, the state fish exchange announces that it has started a campaign to make Tuesday fish day too. The state fish exchange states that it is making every endeavor to take advantage of the potential big fish supply. It is pointed out, will give employment to many more fishermen and will help to revitalize a number of industries dependent on the fish business, such as canneries, and wholesale and retail establishments. The state fish exchange has decided that the best way to stimulate the industry right down the line is to have Tuesday as well as Friday set aside for the consumption of fish. “Prices could be materially reduced on fresh fish if the fishermen, who works six days a week, could be assured of a market for his daily catch,” a statement from the fish exchange said. “Fishermen in past years have remained idle part of the week, because the demand for their output does not warrant it.” THE GAZETTE FOR GOOD JOB PRINTING A.B.C. BUSINESS DIRECTORY For Quick Reference Look Under Alphabetical Classification of Business or Profession You Are Seeking. You’ll Find This Anaheim Gazette Business Directory Reliable, Convenient and Profitable. USE IT. BIG AUCTION Every Saturday at 2 and 7:30 p.m., at Jack Martin’s Auction House, 127 S. Lemon, Phone 3228. Private sales all the time. For Cash or Easy Terms. Buy Anything—Sell Anything. Furniture—Used J. P. Glenn 124 W. Wilshire, Fullerton 51 Paint Business Fullerton Paint & Paper Co. BIG AUCTION Every Saturday at 2 and 7:30 p.m., at Jack Martin's Auction House, 127 S. Lemon, Phone 3228. Private sales all the time. For Cash or Easy Terms. Buy Anything—Sell Anything. "The Bargain Spot of Orange Co." Jack Martin, Prop. IRISH AUCTIONEER Automobile Wrecking Curran Auto Wrecking Co. L. A. at Palm, Anaheim 3101 Chiropractors The Pintlers, Chiropractors 108 E. Broadway, Anaheim, Ph. 3413 Funeral Directors Ambulance Service—Day or Night Phone 8209 Backs, Terry & Campbell FUNERAL DIRECTORS H. P. CAMPBELL, Resident Director 251 No. Lemon St., Anaheim, Calif. DeLuxe Ambulance Service Telephone 4105 HILGENFELD'S FUNERAL HOME South Leuon at Broadway ANAHEIM, CALIFORNIA ANAHEIM FEED AND FUEL CO. Dealers in GRAIN FLOUR SEEDS WOOD COAL HAY Phone 3210 W. D. GRAFTON, Prop. Public Weighing Scales ANAHEIM FEED AND FUEL CO. Dealers in GRAIN FLOUR SEEDS WOOD COAL HAY Phone 3210 W. D. GRAFTON, Prop. Public Weighing Scales CLOTHES, OF COURSE, BECAME A NECESSITY IN COLD COUNTRIES. AT FIRST MAN USED THE SKINS & FURS OF ANIMALS TO PROTECT HIMSELF FROM WIND & COLD. IN TROPICAL COUNTRIES SCANTY CLOTHING OF GRASS, LEAVES & FLOWERS WERE USER. LATER MAN KEPT GOATS & SHEEP & USED THE HAIR... THEN HE LEARNED TO CULTIVATE FLAX & COTTON.. FROM THESE ALL ORDINARY GARMENTS WERE MADE NOT ONLY CLOTHING BUT EMBROIDERY WAS IN USE BEFORE 1450 B.C. FOR THESE HAVE BEEN FOUND IN TOMBS OF MUMMIES... IN UGANDA A CLOTH IS MADE FROM THE BARK OF A KIND OF FIG TREE. STRIPS OF THE BARK ARE POUNDED OUT WITH MALLETS. THIS CLOTH HOWEVER, IS EASILY TORN & SPoilt BY RAIN. THE AINOS OF JAPAN STILL MAKE CLOTHES OF ELM BARK... COME BOYS WERE GOING DOWN TOWN TO GET SOME NEW CLOTHING FOR YOU. WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN THE PAST HALF HOUR? I WANT A SUIT MADE OF ELM BARK!