anaheim-gazette 1935-10-24

ANAHEIM GAZETTE MRS. HENRY KUCHEL THEODORE B. KUCHEL Editors and Publishers ESTABLISHED 1870 ISSUED EVERY THURSDAY SUBSCRIPTION PER YEAR ... $2.00 SIX MONTHS ... $1.00 Entered at the Anaheim, California Postoffice as second-class matter. SHALL WE "SOAK EVERYONE"? When we "Soak the rich," we "soak everyone." This is especially true of proposals to level exorbitant taxes on our great corporate enterprises. Demagogic politicians point to the fact that some of these corporations have gross incomes running into the scores of millions—and they attempt to reason from that, that they should be taxed to the point of confiscation, in order to benefit people of small and average means. What the politicians overlook is that most of these great corporations, far from representing a few vast fortunes, represent the accumulated savings of hundreds of thousands of investors. The largest American business enterprise, for example, is the American Telephone & Telegraph Company. It has a stockholder list of about 670,000 persons. Not a single one of these stockholders owns as much as one per cent of the Company. A representative enterprise is the General Motors Corporation. It has a market value of $1,700,000,000 and is owned by some 415,000 stockholders. More than 150,000 of these stockholders possess ten shares of stock or less—a maximum investment interest, or the average, of $350. Where are your great accumulations of capital here? Taxes and legislative policies that punish enterprise, merely because it is conducted on a large scale, strike directly at the jobs, savings and pocketbooks of millions of ordinary citizens—who are far from being rich. The savings of the great masses of Americans are represented, directly and indirectly, by our large corporate businesses—and on the future of those businesses, the future of the average individual citizen depends. LAWS THAT PREVENT RECOVERY Taxes and legislative policies that punish enterprise, merely because it is conducted on a large scale, strike directly at the jobs, savings and pocketbooks of millions of ordinary citizens—who are far from being rich. The savings of the great masses of Americans are represented, directly and indirectly, by our large corporate businesses—and on the future of those businesses, the future of the average individual citizen depends. LAWS THAT PREVENT RECOVERY For the first time in many years, it looks as if the railroads have a chance to get out of the red—and earn a small profit above the bare expenses of operation. This is partly due to the passage of the law whereby the rails' principal competitors will be subjected to equal regulation, and partly due to an upturn in freight business. All of the railroads' potential progress will be lost—and the jobs and spending power railroad development creates, will be destroyed—if certain pending measures affecting the lines become law. A good example of menacing railroad legislation is the so-called train limit law. This law has been passed in a state or two, is proposed in others, and some have suggested that Congress make it a national law. The law is not necessary as a safety measure, it would damage, rather than improve service, and it would cost the lines many millions of dollars a year—dollars that could be used for expansion and betterment purposes. The proposed six-hour railroad day would wreak even greater havoc. It is estimated that it would cost the carriers more than $500,000,000 a year. It would be utterly impossible for them to foot the bill without increasing rates and enforcing drastic retrenchment all along the operating line—at the expense of service, and in the long run, railroad employment. The bill would seriously hurt the workers, whom it is supposed to benefit, because rates high enough to pay the cost would drive business to other carriers. Give the railroads a break, and we all go ahead. Put barriers in the way of railroad recovery, and we all suffer. THE SOURCE OF NEW WEALTH Western mining papers and magazines carry a steadily increasing amount of news concerning new metal "strikes". Some of the reports are doubtless exaggerated—some may tell less than the whole story. But it is an obvious fact that mining is today coming nearer to experiencing a boom than at any time since 1928. Bulk of activity is naturally in gold and silver properties. The high price of gold has made it profitable to develop ore deposits which could not be made to pay at the old gold price of $20.00 per ounce. Silver is in the same category—and, in spite of its current relatively high price, many authorities are of the opinion that it will soon touch even more rarified levels. Base metals are quieter and the most important, copper, still sells at a depression price. However, even here is hope of improvement. Demand is tending to rise, surplus stocks are slowly being reduced, and the outlook for reasonable price improvement in the future is not discouraging. Money is going into mines—new wealth is coming out... The high price of gold has made it profitable to develop ore deposits which could not be made to pay at the old gold price of $20.00 per ounce. Silver is in the same category—and, in spite of its current relatively high price, many authorities are of the opinion that it will soon touch even more rarified levels. Base metals are quieter and the most important, copper, still sells at a depression price. However, even here is hope of improvement. Demand is tending to rise, surplus stocks are slowly being reduced, and the outlook for reasonable price improvement in the future is not discouraging. Money is going into mines—new wealth is coming out. And the entire nation feels the good effects. THREE ESSENTIALS Today, according to a multitude of unprejudiced and non-political opinions, there are three main essentials to recovery: First, a decisive campaign to reduce the cost of government, balance the budget as soon as possible, and thus eventually make sweeping reduction in taxes. Second, less governmental interference with legitimate business enterprise, and an assurance that new laws, restrictions and rulings will not cause managements to become mere rubber stamps for Washington bureaucrats to handle at their discretion. Third, the assurance that there will be no tampering with the instrument that stands foursquare between America and one form or another of dictatorship—the constitution. Business asks these things. So do property owners. So do people with savings accounts and investments. And so do thinking workers, who realize that industrial confidence is the mainspring of steady, productive employment. A balanced budget; the greatest possible leeway for honest commercial activities; a continuance of constitutional government—from these we can fashion recovery and abiding prosperity. HERE'S A NEW DEAL For instance the government would fix a standard price at which several of the staple articles should be sold, and then put those commodities under government control. The future production of those articles could then be regulated according to supply and demand. In the event there happened to be a shortage of any of the articles, the price for them would naturally go up. This increase would then be paid to the producer—the man who should have it. These articles, of course, should be protected by a tariff against competition from cheaply produced foreign goods. Jeff said: "When you come back heh next summer you is going to see some fancy stilt-work boy." Stubby's face tightened. "I'not coming back next summer I'm leaving the circus at Evanton." Jeff clucked his tongue. "Your mother didn't like the circus. And she didn't have no use for your pappy neither. But a course she was a lady. She knew us circle folks was beneath her." He chuckled, then innocently rambled in a long account of Cora's crying spells with Martha's shrewish nagging to back her up. "But everybody knows he was cruel to my mother" Stubby sat in a low stubborn voice. "Guess he did sorta' get drunk once in a while" Jeff agreed lightly. "But she suah got even with him for that. When she took you away. Boy, he almost went off his head. Yessuh, that's how the tiger got him. He was so crazy with worry..." Stubby sat in his berth in the train. Jeff's casually told revelations had shaken him deeply. He drew in a trembling breath, the stole a thoughtful glance downward at Windy's berth. But as he took his pajamas from his suitcase his eyes widened. There was his mother's picture—a beautifully embossed silver frame. For a long moment he inspected it. His nostrils quivered and his throat was constricted with emotion. Leaning over the edge of his berth he called softly, "Are you asleep, sir?" Windy sat up as though he had been shot. Finally he spoke. "Wh CHOOL DAYS By DWIG RACE DOWN MALOP'S MILL. COME ON GET GONE! WAIT! WAIT — I BUSTED ONE OF MY STRINGS! HERE ARE THE MANS OF MASTER GEAR! D'SHAUGNESSY'S BOY ANAHEIM GAZETTE dience reached him. away from his aunt, hurt," he screamed. "I go! Just for him to se be back!" Frantically he rush the tent, oblivious of t and the cowboys' horses hoof caught him but he again, clutching at his i "Pop . . . Pop!" Windy froze increduc shrill piping voice that clarion call. But there was Stupushing up between "You're not scared, Pop ed. "You're not scared!" Suddenly and wondredy was no longer s snapped out a string of cracked his whip author. Then, as the hoop is great owering arc of a tiger, riding the elephathrough it. The silence broke into avalanche of applause, was bowing grandly, vii last. A short while later, w by's injured rib had bee to and Martha had mad ed exit, Stubby turne father who was sitting looking at him worships. "I almost let you down, I'll never do it again," his lips to Windy's chee know Pop," he said d think it's all right for b their fathers sometimes. He snuggled his head dy's encircling arm. THE END ANY PORT IN A STORM A columner who wield pen inclines to the notice democrats would not agthe vice-president ben coalition ticket with a O'SHAUGNESSY'S BOY (Conclusion) Dissis: Windy O'Shaughnessy told famous animal trainer, in his right arm during a bus stunt when Cora, his husband deserted him, taking his four-year-old son, Stubby. Lying as a tramp for eight he finds Stubby only to dismount the boy hates him. He has taken him back in us, but because of worry Stubby, Windy cannot face trials. He is through. Now he just refused his latest offering, a little performing. IN THE BIG CAGE Chapter Three By lay on the cot in their Before him was the large and photograph of his dead he thought he could be like him Mom" he said trembling lips, "by giving little dog." Woof" Dog pleaded from away. By was torn. "You go be said weakly. Dog had an inspiration, enzied rapidity, she went her entire repertoire of ending by frantically licking's face. Way" he laughed. "You But Dog breathed con- She knew she had won.ents had been dismantled circus was moving on. at with Joff on one of the got a promotion" Jeff said. You come back heah next you is going to see some alt-work boy." It's face tightened. "I'm going back next summer. ing the circus at Evans- no Stubby. I'm not asleep." The boy clombered out of his berth and dropped into Windy's. "I want to thank you for the frame" he whispered. "It's beautiful." "Oh that's all right" Windy said. "I was afraid the picture might get turn." They both stared at it. "I was crazy about her from the minute I set eyes on her." His voice softened in remembrance as he described her pale beauty on their wedding day. Finally Stubby shivered. "I'm getting cold." Windy sighed resignedly. It was over. "Yeah. Want me to boost you up?" Then the surprising, the miraculous hing happened. Stubby plucked at his sleeve. "If I won't be crowding you too much I'd like to stay here . . . Pop." For Windy, Heaven's door swung open. Then Stubby was burrowing into his father's chest, their mingled tears flowing, relieving long pent-up feelings. "Stub . . . Stubby." Windy crushed him close, while a beatific smile broke over his face. He had found his 'right arm' at last. But the beat of the engine began to spell out the name . . . "Evanston" . . . but a few days away. And Martha's face rose before him. Careful not to disturb the sleeping child, he rose and went to Dan's compartment. "It's like this Dan" he said, "I getta' get back in the money. I gotta' do the Fire Trick. I got my kid back and I got to keep him. Let me get it ready for Evanston will you? Otherwise, they'll take him away from me." "Be reasonable Windy. Do you know when we hit Evanston?" Windy gritted his teeth. "I'll put on that Fire Trick in Evans- away. The old Windy had returned master of himself and the tiger . Circus night in Evanston had drawn a huge milling crowd. Excitement ran high in anticipation of the world premiere of the Fire Trick. Stubby was proudly helping his father finish dressing. Windy's eyes clung to him adoringly as the boy stood on tiptoe and placed the scarlet cap on his father's head at an acute angle. He noticed his nervousness and took him by the shoulders. "Everything's been fine so far, Stub," he said, "so there's no reason why everything shouldn't continue bein' fine, is there? Unless you go back on me." "Me?" Stubby clutched him tightly. Windy smiled. "Just remember ... to keep grinnin' at me while I'm in that cage. If that smile goes I go with it. The tent flap was thrown open. An outraged Martha stood there. She had witnessed the tender little scene. "Are you packed, Joseph?" she asked jelly. Now wait. Let's be reasonable," Windy said. "Stubby don't want to leave me. He wants to stay." The boy nodded vigorously. Martha glared at Windy with contemptuous hatred. "I'd sooner see the child in his grave than in your care. You killed his mother as surely as if you'd cut the rope in her trapeze." Windy recoiled, struck dumb. Martha dropped to her knees beside the boy. "He's made you forget. He's made you forget your mother." "No . . . no!" He's made you stop loving her! Stubby's voice rose in wild hysterica... She knew she had won. ents had been dismantled circus was moving on. at with Joff on one of the got a promotion" Jeff said. you come back heh next you is going to see some lt-work boy." It's face tightened. "I'm going back next summer. ing the circus at Evansucked his tongue. "Your didn't like the circus. And it have no use for your either. But a course she dry. She knew us circus beneath her." He chuckinnocently rambled into account of Cora's crying with Martha's shrewish to back her up. everybody knows he was my mother" Stubby said stubborn voice. He did sorta' get drunk while" Jeff agreed lightsuah got even with him. When she took you boy, he almost went off his essuh, that's how the tiger He was so crazy with " sat in his berth in the eff's casually told revelashaken him deeply. He a trembling breath, then thoughtful glance downWindy's berth. He took his pajamas from case his eyes widened. was his mother's picture in finitely embossed silver For a long moment he init. His nostrils quivered throat was constricted option. G over the edge of his called softly, "Are . . . ep, sir?" sat up as though he had t. Finally he spoke. "Why "It's like this Dan" he said, "I gotta' get back in the money. I gotta' do the Fire Trick. I got my kid back and I got to keep him. Let me get it ready for Evanston will you? Otherwise, they'll take him away from me." "Be reasonable Windy. Do you know when we hit Evanston?" Windy gritted his teeth. "I'll put on that Fire Trick in Evanston." Hastings jumped into bed. "Let's wait until morning to talk it over." Windy reached unsteadily for a whip that was lying on the table. He could not spend the night arguing with old doubts and fears. "No, Dan, that's the trouble. I been waitin' too long. A few moments later, he entered the animal car and faced the tiger cage, shuddering resolution of his face. "Windy!" It was Hastings with Stubby. The boy threw his arms around his father. "Pop, don't. I'm scared." Windy smiled down at him. "If both of us is scared, Son, we're licked. Now when I go in there you grin. 'Cause when you grin I'll know you ain't scared and then I won't be. Now lemme see that grin you're gonna' give me." Stubby's mouth spread in a ghastly imitation of mirth! Now Windy was sliding back the bolt. He stood in the entrance of the cage. Stubby stared, a set forzen grin on his face. "I'm not scared anymore!" he whispered. "Then . . . neither am I," Windy returned. Briskly now, he stepped into the cage, locking the door behind him. There was the crack of his whip and the garments of cowardice fell contemporary hatred. I'd sooner see the child in his grave than in your care. You killed his mother as surely as if you'd cut the rope in her trapeze." Windy recoiled, struck dumb. Martha dropped to her knees beside the boy. "He's made you forget. He's made you forget your mother." "No . . . no!" "He's made you stop loving her!" Stubby's voice rose in wild hysteria. "He hasn't. I do love her. But I love him too!" "You can't love them both. You can't love your mother and her murderer!" She threw the full force of her hatred in Windy's face. "Murderer! Murderer!" Insantity twisted Windy in its cyclonic grip. With a demented howl he struck her squarely in the face. She fell from her knees to the floor. The next instant he was sane, agast at his rash act. "No, I didn't mean that," he gasped. "Marthy! Stub!" But Stubby was shrinking away from his outstretched hand, unmitigated horror in his eyes . The great tiger cage stood in the ring, its run-way in place. As Windy made his appearance there was a thunderous brust of applause. When the spotlight had nooded the cage, he stumbled inside blindly, his mind in a whirl. It was not until the tiger had refused to obey his command and was striking at him with a murderous claw, that Windy realized for the first time, where he was. Then it all rushed back to him. He was in the cage of danger and weath and Stubby was not there to help him. He took a retreating step and the tiger was at him . Stubby was being buttoned into him court when the roar of the au- HISTORY OF ANAHEIM Officially Recorded In Minutes of Anaheim Water Company, Which Are Copyrighted, 1932, by Anaheim Gazette, and Printed In Weekly Installments Town Hall, Anaheim, December 24, 1881. The Board of Directors met in regular session. Present, Messrs. Dreyfus, Hartung, Korn, and Melrose. Absent, Barr. The minutes of the meeting held on December 17 were read and approved. Mr. Hartung moved that the connecting flume be raised six inches so as to accommodate more water. Seconded by Mr. Korn and adopted. The Zanjero was instructed to engage all the men possible and have the ditch cleaned without delay. The bill of the Farmers' Ditch Company for $39.40 was referred to a committee consisting of Messrs. Korn, Zeyn and Hartung. The offer of Mr. H. Werder to loan the company $2,000 at 10 per cent per annum interest was accepted, and the president, secretary and directors were authorized to give Mr. Werder a note in accordance with those terms. Warrants were ordered drawn in payment of the following bills: H. Cahen, Bill 164, $181.80; Bank of Anaheim, No. 165, $4.07; F. Yorba, No. 166, $100.00; Sin Si Wan, No. 167, $11.20; J. D. Stone, No. 168, $139.75; J. D. Stone, No. 169, $25.00; F. Hartung, No. 170, $7.50; Bank of Anaheim, No. 171, $27.90; H. Knapke, No. 172, $4.00; H. Knapke, No. 173, $5.30. Time checks, Nos. 7 to 148, $1457.70, total $1964.22. The receipts of the meeting were: Account 17th assessment, $80.25; R. Melrose, Secretary. Town Hall, Anaheim, December 31, 1881. The Board of Trustees met in regular session. Present a full board. The minutes of the meeting held on December 24th were read and approved. The Zanjero was instructed to build a bridge over the flume on Werder's land and one over the old ditch below Pierce's land. The committee to whom the bill of the Farmers' Ditch Company was referred, reported that the bill was incorrect, and it was ordered that the bill he referred back to the Company for correction. Warrants were ordered drawn in payment of the following bills: Bank of Anaheim, No. 174, $8.64; Time checks, 112 and 135, $17.55; Sin Si Wan, No. 175, $193.50; H. Knapke, No. 176, $204.80; H. Rogers, time check 139, $51.50; H. Rogers, No. 177, $2.50. Total $478.49. The Secretary stated that on December 28th he had drawn a warrant in favor of Sin Si Wan for $609.75 and had given it to the Treasurer. The bill had been allowed in November 26th (see payroll bill 124) but by omission a warrant had not been drawn. The receipts of the meeting were as follows: Sale of Water $130.00; On account of 17th assessment $540.00; account 16th and 17th assessment and interest, $8.25; account certificate: 50 cents. Total $678.75. Adjourned. ANY PORT IN A STORM A columner who wields a facile pen inclines to the notion that the democrats would not agree to take the vice-president berth on a coalition ticket with a republican for president in 1936. Looking at the situation from all the angles the bourbon candidate would have to take the second place, for if the plan was reversed there would be two democrats up for president. In that event the republican party would fade out of the picture. It is almost a foregone conclusion that the present administration forces will control the next democratic convention. Fall Showing of Penn-Craft Hats A great hat organization has set to work with the avowed determination of producing the very finest five dollar hats that possibly could be made. 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