anaheim-gazette 1936-01-02

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. MORE DEBT DEFAULTS Just "for the record" mark down December 11 with red ink on your calendar. This does not mean that it is a red letter day in our history. It merely denotes that it is the day on which another international promise has been repudiated, and one which can only be properly commemorated by Uncle Sam with red ink. It was on this date that Great Britain calmly notified us that she could not make a payment on the debt which she owes us and that another installment of $117,670,765 is in default. True it is that the default is made with "regrets" but these expressions of condolence are hardly worth one hundred and seventeen millions, even in fifty-nine cent dollars. During three past weeks the European nations have been busy with another "shenanigan" in Europe and nobody yet knows what final shape it will take, but now they, and especially Great Britain, have been seeking to get our active support. It is therefore certainly proper and timely that we consider this defaulted debt, as an advance shadow of what might happen to other promises if we were once more foolishly to plunge our people into the European mess. At this time when John Bull can't pay the 117 millions he is preparing to increase greatly the size of the navy and to dominate the Mediterranean and the Red Sea, even if he has to blow Italy out of the water to do it. This is none of our business, of course, but it is rather interesting yet disheartening to note that this is going to cost a lot of money if it is pulled off, a lot more than the aforesaid 117 millions which England can't afford to pay us. Let it be remembered also that Italy is now engaged in a consider this defaulted debt, as an advance shadow of what might happen to other promises if we were once more foolishly to plunge our people into the European mess. At this time when John Bull can't pay the 117 millions he is preparing to increase greatly the size of the navy and to dominate the Mediterranean and the Red Sea, even if he has to blow Italy out of the water to do it. This is none of our business, of course, but it is rather interesting yet disheartening to note that this is going to cost a lot of money if it is pulled off, a lot more than the aforesaid 117 millions which England can't afford to pay us. Let it be remembered also that Italy is now engaged in a grand conquest of Northern Africa, spending many millions, at a time when she can't afford to pay us anything on account. And there are other "poor debtors" of ours in Europe who can find millions for bombing planes and muskets but nothing for an honest debt owed Uncle Sam. All of these things, we repeat, ought to be taken into consideration when we are asked to pull England's chestnuts or some other nation's chestnuts, out of the fire over in Europe. It might also be remembered that our State Department is now entering into solemn tariff treaties with other nations, calculated to admit a flood of foreign-made goods to our shores on the promise that the alien nation will buy more from us. Some of the nations which will enter into these solemn obligations, or be benefitted by them, are the same nations which have already repudiated solemn obligations to pay their just debts. How do you figure it all out anyhow? TEN POINTS One of the replies frequently made by members of the New Deal when criticised over the application of certain of their policies is that the Republicans have nothing to offer as a substitute. The answer is of course rather evasive. The wrong kind of remedy is not made right nor even properly defended by the charge that there is no other remedy at hand. Be that as it may, however, there have been a number of administrative programs suggested during the past few months as a substitute for the principles of the New Deal. One of the latest to be offered has come from Silas Strawn, the well known Chicago lawyer, who, in a recent address at Indianapolis put forth a ten point program which he thinks might well be adopted by the Republicans next year. If any checking on these points is done it might be interesting to know just how many of them appeared both in the Republican and Democratic platforms in 1932, before the principles of the New Deal were enunciated and put into practice. At any rate here are Mr. Strawn's ten points. They seem to deserve a better fate than President Wilson's lamented fourteen points: 1. Perform the duties of his office in accordance with the Constitution. 2. Stop all experiments with 'planned economy' and other socialistic activities and encourage initiative and industry. 3. Not try to centralize all government in Washington and usurp the rights and responsibilities of the states and local communities. 4. Turn out a vast horde of bureaucratic tax eaters. SYNOLOGIS King Richard I of England joins on this occasion cancel a plea of ours Alice, sister of the emperor Philip of France, will run out of loot at once to get new republicans like the daughters of Navarre, Berengaria, a man by token. When he discovers later that Berengaria is a beautiful and charming woman, makes his way to her side but she repulses him. During the Battle of Acre, Berengaria is informed that Richard will lose his throne his brother if he insists on staying married to her and does not marry Alice. Berengaria decides to leave him. CHAPTER VII A sentry called: "Stop! You can't go out there!" He seizes her roughly, jerked her back, crossbow whirred, and an arrow thudded into the mantlet precisely in back of the place where she has been standing a moment before Dazedly she said: "I seek the Hermit—the holy man." He's not out there. There nothing but death out there! But you can find him for me? My lady, I can't leave my post." "You?" "Of course," She touched her cloak. "Here, I'll put on your man tle and no one will know. And do At any rate here are Mr. Strawn's ten points. They seem to deserve a better fate than President Wilson's lamented fourteen points: 1. Perform the duties of his office in accordance with the Constitution. 2. Stop all experiments with 'planned economy' and other socialistic activities and encourage initiative and industry. 3. Not try to centralize all government in Washington and usurp the rights and take over the duties and responsibilities of the states and local communities. 4. Turn out a vast horde of bureaucratic tax eaters. 5. Stop wasting billions of the taxpayers' money in boondoggling and unnecessary public works. 6. Observe the provision of the Constitution that expenditures shall be made only for specific purposes from appropriations previously authorized. 7. Insist that the budget shall be balanced by reducing expenses and eliminating extravagant experiments. 8. Quit monkeying with the currency, establish the gold standard and stop buying foreign silver. 9. At the earliest possible moment, attempt to agree with the other nations on the international stabilization of exchange. 10. Surround himself in his cabinet and in key government places with men of experience and demonstrated ability." Senator J. Hamilton Lewis, returning from Russia, says that the Reds won't pay us that $30,000,000 which they owe and promised to pay. If anybody ever really believed that they would pay he ought to be decorated with the official ribon of the loyal order of the Hook, Line and Sinker. Canadian whiskey is to come in more cheaply under Secretary Hull's reciprocal tariff pact and this ought to help some of the farmers to forget their troubles. The up-to-date guy still believes in Santa Claus, but he has learned that the old fellow has changed his residence from the North Pole to Washington, D.C. A fox terrier pup, lost in Colorado last spring, traveled 400 miles to get back to its master. That is more than a lot of wives will do. Only one person in the United States last year got an income of $5,000,000,000. What we would like to know is how much the AAA paid him for not raising so many hegs on his country estates. SCHOOL DAYS By DWIG THERE GOES CARRIE...REX AN' HARRY GREENWOOD WALKIN', ALONG...AN' THERE'S EASY WILSON. AN' WINDY WINDER'S AN' THERES MERLE POE AN' MAE HAMLIN STANDIN UNDER THAT DIG TREE AN' THERE'S SHORTY FIRMIN CARRIVIN DAISY CURNINGHAM'S BOOKS AN' THERE GOES MISS BARR WELL ILL BE DURN' WHATS SAM BOPE DOIN'? LEMME LOOK CLARE - WILL VA-? YOU KNOW ME COOKING BACKWARD OBSERVATION NOTHING LEFT BUT RED INK A man said he was carpet business when got into its stride, and he bought from the ranch came into direct commerce cheaper foreign products was forced to quit. COCK-EYED WORLD Up in another country that an actress was for her car in a garage intensive investigation still nearly a thousand have been killed while the gas wagons ing through the state gets is wrinkled brown find a way out. It's the people are living must go 60 miles and reason at all, if you pendents how's your chance? HOLD IT, ELMER! ATTTA BOY! The bed of the Sanitary has been filling up brush and whatnots from 10 to 15 feet high was twenty-five years' channel was dredged depth of 20 feet that move the flood men adjoining lands. The feasible plan would be check the water of winters, as far as poor underground supply greatly increased. The real conservation of w THE CRUSADE a novelization of the CECIL B. DeMILLE production by DONALD BARR CHIDSEY SYNOREIS Richard was a man who joined on his side to serve in the army. He is known for his bravery and courage. During the Battle of Berengaria, he informed hard will lose his throne to her if he insists on staying with her and doesn't notice. Berengaria decides him. CHAPTER VII Try called: "Stop! You out there!" He seized only, jerked her back. A whirred, and an arrow into the mantlet precisely of the place where she had ending a moment before. She said: "I seek the holy man." Not out there. There's but death out there! You can find him for me?" Lady, I can't leave my course." She touched his here, I'll put on your man one will know. And do nothing. Nevertheless he carried, hoping to find the Hermit promptly and to get back to his post. Twice as he ran he glanced over his shoulder. The first time he saw Berengaria staring thoughtfully at the space between the mantlets. He was puzzled. The second time, when he looked back, he stopped short. For Berengaria was deliberately walking out between the mantlets. "Hi!" He ran hard, ran between the mantlets himself. Twice he stumbled and fell to his knees, and twice he rose, not even aware that he'd been wounded. But it was too late. Berengaria teetered, pitched forward. There was an arrow sticking out of her left shoulder. This much the sentry saw. Then a stone from a sling struck him above the right ear, and he spun around, and fell. He moaned, tried to get up. He heard horsemen. He saw a glittering fine figure on a white steed—a figure so fine that at first the sentry thought it a vision. And then he saw by the caparisons that this was Yusuf al-Saladin, the Scourge of the Christians, Sultan of Egypt and of Syria, Moslem's greatest fighting man. Saladin reined his white steed. He waved back the attendants. He was staring somberly at the figure on the earth. knees, and leaving a sticky trail of blood behind, reached the Christian camp. They carried him to King Richard. Richard of the Lion Heart listened very quietly. And when the sentry had finished, Richard turned to Leicester. There was none of the old flaming excitement about him now. He was pale as death, and his voice was low, taut. He signaled to Alan for his sword and his shield, and to Leicester he said: "Sound the call to arms." The sentry, coughing out his life, gasped: "He took her—I saw him take her—on his horse—" "We attack," said Richard. He had taken Acre; but Acre itself meant nothing to him. For nowhere in the city, filled now with maimed men, with moaning men, and corpses, could he find the Scourge of the Christians, the Sultan Saladin. And, what was of infinitely greater importance, nowhere could he find his wife. He was Blondel, the minstrel, who came with news. "Sire, this dog has seen her!" He threw a Moslem captive to the earth in front of Richard. Richard cried savagely: "Where is she? Where is she?" "She—she's gone from Acre with Saladin. They went through your lines toward Jerusalem, my lord." But Richard of the had no interest in Jezreel the destination of the Count of Hungary—"Sire, Saladin has his army at Jerusalem! The outnumber us ten to one here are weak—" It's madness! Not Crusaders live to follow. Richard silenced the roar. He was striding a standard. "Sound the call! I ride alem! Let follow me whi." There was a silk rug edge of some cypresses, this was an embroidered covered with parti-coloredions of raw silk. Bere on the couch. She was silken Oriental costume yellow hair was hanging shoulders. A strange garden like this! Near the end of the couch, roved. Far away the Holy a purple-blue haze." Saladin said: "Here of the place where she had ending a moment before. by she said: "I seek the the holy man." not out there. There's but death out there!" you can find him for me?" body, I can't leave my course." She touched his here, I'll put on your mando one will know. And do me your helm, too. So may cover this hair of entry was not pleased. But not deny his Queen so men. He saw a glittering fine figure on a white steed—a figure so fine that at first the sentry thought it a vision. And then he saw by the caparisons that this was Yusuf al-Saladin, the Scourge of the Christians, Sultan of Egypt and of Syria, Moslem's greatest fighting man. Saladin reined his white steed. He waved back the attendants. He was staring somberly at the figure on the earth. "By Allah, it's a woman!" He dismounted. Half an hour afterward the sontry, dragging himself by the elbows, pushing himself with his greater importance, nowhere could he find his wife. He was Blondel, the minstrel, who came with news. "Sire, this dog has seen her!" He threw a Moslem captive to the earth in front of Richard. Richard cried savagely: "Where is she? Where is she?" "She—she's gone from Acre with Saladin. They went through your lines toward Jerusalem, my lord." "Jerusalem!" It was the declared goal of these Crusaders, the strongest city in the East, for it was also a Holy City to the Mohammedans. Is HE OLD ENOUGH TO BE TOLD ABOUT THE NATIONAL DEBT? There was a silk rug on edge of some cypresses, this was an embroidered covered with parti-colored of raw silk. Beneath on the couch. She was a silken Oriental costume yellow hair was hanging shoulders. A strange garden like this! Near the end of the couch, roseed. Far away the Holy a purple-blue haze! Saladin said: "Here I sat by her side, but not turn. Two Arab girls were stroking rudging slow monotonous me." "I carried you here in and I prayed to Allah would live ..." "Why are you so knight could be more gritty? Because you have owed my heart." He touched her staring at Richard's ring me, Queen of England, and you desire to die? "I—I was in the water husband." "For his sake then?" "Yes." Saladin sighed, and turned away for a minute. "Here," he said, "your married to the Lion King does not accept a Christian riage. I love you, Queen land. It is written that should come to me, and change that which is written. He would have said more messenger, pushing p guards, who had been lost a discreet distance, at the brought him news of the Acre. "The Christian Lion," the senger panted, "is on the Berengaria sat up, stiff." "He rides for Jerusalem morrow he will be in sight." "Then tomorrow," said thoughtfully, "I will meet Lion as I have long w meet him—with a lance in..." OBSERVATIONS NOTHING LEFT BUT RED INK A man said he went into the carpet business when the NRA got into its stride, and the goods he bought from the manufacturer came into direct competition with cheaper foreign products and he was forced to quit. COCK-EYED WORLD Up in another county the fact that an actress was found dead in her car in a garage started an intensive investigation, yet and still nearly a thousand people have been killed the past year while the gas wagons were moving through the state and all that gets is wrinkled brows, trying to find a way out. It's just a way the people are living nowadays, must go 60 miles an hour for no reason at all, if you have dependents how's your life insurance? HOLD IT, ELMER! ATTA BOY! The bed of the Santa Ana river has been filling up with sand, brush and whatnots and is now from 10 to 15 feet higher than it was twenty-five years ago. If the channel was dredged out to a depth of 20 feet that would remove the flood menace to the adjoining lands. Then if some feasible plan would be adopted to check the water during wet winters, as far as possible, the underground supply would be greatly increased. That would be real conservation of water. 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. April 1st, 1882. The Board of Directors met in regular session. Present Messrs. Dreyfus, Korn and Barr. Absent Messrs. Melrose and Hartung. The minutes of the meeting held on March 25th, 1882 were read and approved. Motion of Mr. Korn seconded by Mr. Barr to pay bill of H. Knapke of $138.60. Carried. (Bill 2) Motion of Mr. Korn seconded by Mr. Barr to employ Mr. Scott to get up cost bill in case against Orange Water Co. Carried. Motion of Mr. Korn seconded by Mr. Barr that Mr. Dreyfus accept proposition to rent sand on river at 25 cents per acre. Carried. The receipts of meeting for water sold, $49.50. B. Dreyfus, President. Town Hall, Anaheim, April 8th, 1882. The Board of Directors met in regular session. Present Messrs. Dreyfus, Hartung, Korn and Barr. Absent, Melrose. A warrant was ordered drawn in payment of the bill of F. Yorba (No. 5) for $33.53. The receipts of the meeting were: For Water sold, $78.50. Adjourned. B. Dreyfus, President. Town Hall, Anaheim, April 8th, 1882. The report of the Secretary, giving a resume of the varied and extensive transactions of the past year, together with a tabulated statement of receipts and disbursements was then read; also the report of the Treasurer. The above reports, on motion of Mr. Zeyn, was referred to a committee of three appointed by the President, viz: Wm. Roach, Otto Rust, and Tim Boege. The report of the Investigating Committee was then read and approved. The minutes of the meeting of the Board held on January 7th, 1882, at which time Messrs. Luedke and Holman, who had forfeited their shares by nonpayment of assessments, were reinstated by payment of back assessments and interest. Said action of the Board was ratified and confirmed, nem.com. The deed of the late Daniel Kramer was read, also the report of Mr. C. C. Miller on cast of reservoir and ditch connecting same with the ditch already built, with recommendations in relation to same. The President then reported that the Board had employed another engineer to go over the ground and verify the estimates of Mr. Miller that there might be no mistake as to cost and capacity of the new ditch and reservoir. The amendments to the constitution were then taken up. After brush and whatnots and is now from 10 to 15 feet higher than it was twenty-five years ago. If the channel was dredged out to a depth of 20 feet that would remove the flood menace to the adjoining lands. Then if some feasible plan would be adopted to check the water during wet winters, as far as possible, the underground supply would be greatly increased. That would be real conservation of water. But Richard of the Lion Heart had no interest in Jerusalem as the destination of the Crusade. He had not cared about the Holy City one way or another, until now. And now he bellowed: "Sound the call to arms!" CHAPTER VIII Leicester pleaded with him: they all pleaded with him. "You cannot, Sire! Thousands lie dead outside of the walls! Thousands cannot walk or ride! The Count of Hungary—" "Sire, Saladin has his greatest army at Jerusalem! They would outnumber us ten to one! The men here are weak—" "It's madness! Not half the Crusaders live to follow you—" Richard silenced them with a roar. He was striding toward his standard. "Sound the call! I ride to Jerusalem! Let follow me who will!" There was a silk rug laid at the edge of some cypresses, and upon this was an embroidered couch covered with parti-colored cushions of raw silk. Berengaria lay on the couch. She was in a loose silken Oriental costume, and her yellow hair was hanging over her shoulders. A strange sight in a garden like this! Near her, near the end of the couch, roses bloomed. Far away the Holy City was a purple-blue haze." Behind-the-scenes talk in Washington centers nowadays around what apparently will be a prompt test of President Roosevelt's control over Congress. For the first time since he took office, his Capitol Hill leaders have spent days in pre-session discussions about what Congress should do when it meets January 3. Each year until this one, party congressional big-wigs stayed home until the last minute. Then they rushed into routine organization work, having little time to talk about the legislative program. Last session, their first opportunity for such a discussion was at the White House the night Congress opened. All the leaders had ideas, but they were not united. They whiled away hours and even days aboard ship with talk, agreeing tentatively on what they thought should be the session's business. Their plan called for a brief meeting with action on the bonus, annual appropriations, relief, neutrality, and lesser odds and ends. The general expectation, therefore, is that the first White House gathering this year will be a round table debate with the leaders having something to say for themselves this time. One thing they will present is a suggestion that the President think twice before vetoing the bonus again. Garner said last session he thought the President's There was a silk rug laid at the edge of some cypresses, and upon this was an embroidered couch covered with parti-colored cushions of raw silk. Berengaria lay on the couch. She was in a loose silken Oriental costume, and her yellow hair was hanging over her shoulders. A strange sight in a garden like this! Near her, near the end of the couch, roses bloomed. Far away the Holy City was a purple-blue haze. Saladin said: "Here is peace." He sat by her side, but she did not turn. Two Arab girls, kneeling were stroking rudgamas, making slow monotonous melody. "I carried you here in my arms, and I prayed to Allah that you would live..." "Why are you so kind? No night could be more gentle." "Because you have crept into my heart." He touched her hand, staring at Richard's ring. "Tell me, Queen of England, why did you desire to die?" "I—I was in the way of my husband." "For his sake then?" "Yes." Saladin sighed, and rose. He turned away for a minute. "Here," he said, "you are not married to the Lion King. Islam does not accept a Christian marriage. I love you, Queen of England. It is written that you would come to me, and who can change that which is written?" He would have said more, but a messenger, pushing past the guards, who had been loitering at discreet distance, at this time brought him news of the fall ofere. "The Christian Lion," this messenger panted, "is on the march!" Berengaria sat up, stiffened. "He rides for Jerusalem! Toorrow he will be in sight!" "Then tomorrow," said Saladinoughtfully, "I will meet this lion as I have long wished to meet him—with a lance in my fist days in pre-session discussions about what Congress should do when it meets January 3. Each year until this one, party congressional big-wigs stayed home until the last minute. Then they rushed into routine organization work, having little time to talk about the legislative program. Last session, their first opportunity for such a discussion was at the White House the night Congress opened. All the leaders had ideas, but they were not united. Consequently, they accepted the President's plans without much dissent. This summer, however, a couple of dozen congressional chiefs went to the Philippines. Among them were Vice President Garner, Speaker Byrns, Senator Robinson of Arkansas. The Senate Democratic leader, and Representative Doughton of North Carolina, chairman of the House Ways and Means Committee, which originates all tax and tariff laws. a scimiter at my side, and an army behind me." Berengaria said nothing. She was looking toward Jerusalem. It was a very terrible battle, bitter relentless, unpausing. Again and again the son of Ayub led his shrieking men against the Christians, and again and again the Christians beat them back. The slaughter was appalling. Only night, King Richard who refused to sleep, went stumbling here and there among the twisted bodies, which were soggy with blood. Blondel begged him: "Sire, take care!" Yonder are the lights of Saladin's camp." "Leicester saved my life today," Richard muttered. "It was near this mound somewhere, and I will find his body." "Search for him tomorrow, when we can see." "Tomorrow, Blondel, we may keep him company—in heaven or (Continued on page 5) The general expectation, therefore, is that the first White House gathering this year will be a round table debate with the leaders having something to say for themselves this time. One thing they will present is a suggestion that the President think twice before vetoing the bonus again. Garner said last session he thought the President's disapproval of the Patman $2,-000,000,000 bonus payment, currency inflation bill poor politics in the year before an election, even though the measure was pure class legislation. The same bill will be called up for a House vote January 13. Some of Doughton's friends ay he will have his committee meet before that date to approve a bill not so drastically inflationary. It could be offered as a substitute for the Patman plan. It may call for payment of the bonus in bonds negotiable now but redeemable in 1945—the year the bonus is due—at face value. Another problem besets the President. Some Cabinet members, among them Postmaster General Farley and Secretary Roper, say the "brain trusters" talking too much. They told "chief" that in no imminent terms. But Tugwell, Honorickes and Wallace, against the bitterest complaint made, naturally think speeches predicting revolutions helping the Administration. Arthur J. Altmeyer—the new Social Security marks cheerfully than wage earners will unemployment within the next three months—he doesn't say any much their pay could be reduced by the government make the plea.