anaheim-gazette 1936-07-02

ANAHEIM GAZETTE Established 1870 Orange County's Oldest Newspaper HENRY KUCHEL, Editor and Publisher 1887-1935 The Anaheim Gazette has been owned and edited by the same family since 1875. Published every Thursday at 259 East Center Street, Anaheim, Calif. MRS. HENRY KUCHEL — THEODORE B. KUCHEL Editors and Publishers IT CAN BE DONE We hear from many sources Republican and Democratic alike that the President has the November election already won. That Governor Landon has just an outside chance to be elected. We also heard only a few days ago that Joe Louis could not be licked. There was no man in the world who stood a chance in the same ring with the brown boy from Detroit. So went the story. We all know what happened. We all tried to act like we were not surprised. Alibis grew thick and fast. A miracle had happened. Now, miracles do not happen in politics. They do not happen in the prize ring. Upsets occur because there has been a great deal of work and planning going on that the public has not seen or heard about. Upsets also occur when one side in a contest believe they have the result 'in the bag'. There may be one in November. GAIN OR LOSS? We have in Orange County a man who has come face to face with the effect the foreign trade policies of the New Deal have on business. This man in the years before the Roosevelt administration operated an importing and exporting enterprise. There were two places of business in this country and three in Europe. The business was prospering even under the stress of a world depression. A considerable force of men were on the payroll both here and abroad and were making not only good salaries but also having a bonus to look forward to each year. GAIN OR LOSS? We have in Orange County a man who has come face to face with the effect the foreign trade policies of the New Deal have on business. This man in the years before the Roosevelt administration operated an importing and exporting enterprise. There were two places of business in this country and three in Europe. The business was prospering even under the stress of a world depression. A considerable force of men were on the payroll both here and abroad and were making not only good salaries but also having a bonus to look forward to each year. These jobs were not all of the service this firm rendered to American society. As great was the representation given to many smaller manufacturers who could get European salesmen in no other way. They were enabled in this way to extend their outlets and so provide more jobs at home. Then came reciprocal tariff agreements and Mr. Hull's international policies. The business fell off, the offices were closed, the men lost their jobs and the proprietor retired to California. California gained a good citizen. The country lost a good business man. An Indianapolis man who was hit by an automobile jumped up and ran down a dark alley. Evidently he didn't want to take any chances that the automobile might turn around and come back. Tennesseeans have been finding $5 bills which have washed against trees and cornstalks along the French Broad River. Is it possible that this is some of the Federal overflow from Muscle Shoals? It will soon be time to again start that talk about as "Maine goes so goes the nation." If one-half of the world now wants to know how the other half lives all it has to do is look at the U.S. Treasury reports. The Democrats who have been sailing high now for more than three years seem to be getting a little uneasy about the Landon. France and England insist that Uncle Sam should revise his war debt figures and scale them down to a reasonable basis of settlement. What would they say about paying back the postage on bills sent out up to this time? Five nations combine to protect African wild life. But the Ethiopians, as we have seen, were left to their fate. Your local Bank...Yes... but it has the financial strength of a great California-wide institution... Your local Bank...Yes... but it has the financial strength of a great California-wide institution... From time to time during the past few years, the citizens of some California city have petitioned Bank of America to extend its services into that community. In this way, many of Bank of America's branches have come into being—at the request of the communities they serve. Once established, a Bank of America branch becomes part of the community—serving it with a local personnel, bringing it a complete "big city" banking service ... frequently lending more money in the community than the total of all local deposits. If you have a banking or financial problem...or need a loan for any purpose...first see the manager of Bank of America. He is a banker ready to serve you...to discuss your banking needs and to act according to his own best judgment. BANK OF AMERICA NATIONAL TRUST & SAVINGS ASSOCIATION The Statewide National Bank ANAHEIM, CALIFORNIA H. H. BENJAMIN, Vice Pres. and Manager O. E. HANSON, Asst. Manager J. W. NEWTON, Asst. Cashier WM. G. CLAUSSEN, Asst. Cashier THE MASTER OF CEREMONIES FOURTH OF JULY FATALITIES AUTO CRASHES DROWNINGS ACCIDENTS FIREWORKS 1776-1936 "Good heavens," guished dowager. "Tending to take a bath!" the bathroom and swiped open to reveal her edge of tub, elbow cupped in hand, w gush into the tub. grave—academic. "What are you doing Lady Gertrude." "When I was in back, the tub was up," he answered so if . . . "If you are a plo If not, please go waved a regal hand door. "Okay, your Majesty squelched at last away. When he had gone leaned against the d had closed in his very beautiful, very calm. "I'd like to smack in the kisser," she sa "Fine talk!" said THE FARMER'S CORNER EDITOR'S NOTE:—This is the second in a series of articles by Talph H. Taylor, farm leader and governmental observer, tracing the tremendous increases in governmental expenditures during recent years, analyzing "cause and effect" and debating possible solutions of the problem. The average American citizen today—whether he be Republican or Democrat, farmer or business man, employee or employer—contributes nearly one-fifth of his annual income to the support of government! To be exact, the national tax bill (federal, state and local) for 1935 was 19.1 per cent of national income for the same period. And taxes, unfortunately, can't be automatically cut to meet the taxpayer's needs when dwindling income makes it imperative to reduce the family overhead. The farmer, in times of stress, can slash his overhead to "an irreducible minimum," forego repairs and the replacement of machinery, cut the allowance of his wife and family for shoes and clothing—but his tax bill zooms upward, instead of downward! And what applies to the farmer also applies to the business man, the industrialist, the professional man and the worker. During 1929, before the financial earthquake, with the country rallied. "The blind man does not look ahead—he cannot! "The taxpayer does not look ahead—he will not!" The statement may not be true in all instances. Many taxpayers are trying to look ahead—perhaps more than at any other time in recent American history. But far too many others, while they may complain about their tax bills, do little constructive thinking on the subject. The federal government, during the period from 1789 to 1911, inclusive—from the time of George Washington to the end of the Taft administration—had total expenditures of $22,417,452,000. For the two-year period, 1933-35, plus three months of 1936, the same government cost $22,371,-882,790! And the comparison is not made in criticism of the national administration which happens to be in power at the moment. The trend has been sharply upward, both in Republican administrations and Democratic, and the question is economic—not merely political! If you can't afford "twenty cents on the dollar" for government, ask yourself—"What can I do about it?" WASHINGTON SNAP-SHOTS OBSERVATIONS HAW ! HAW ! A man in high command of the administration is quoted as saying that the Grass Root Governor, is a "synthetic" candidate, meaning he is composed of two or more things put together. Well let's see. The delegates put him on the ticket and the people no doubt will put him in the White House. TAKING IT ON THE CHIN A man who aspires for congress says he favors what the present administration is doing believing it is trying to do something, while the patient taxpayers are standing by waiting to see what happens. Its a good deal like the fellow who had a sick dog who cut off the dog's tail a piece at a time. RUBBER STAMPS A magazine writer who wields a facile pen, says many members in the house are yes men under the mystic wand of the powers that be and have given everything asked for and no doubt would sneeze without taking snuff. GETTING THE SOFT PEDAL When those over due war debts came up for air the other day in England it is reported the issue, now amounting to fourteen billion, was laid on the shelf, being bulleted as dying. Finland is the fairest shooter of the bunch. "A little cold at all," King Mandini vowed to Benton as the last their bags once more to remember that she "Why should I grumbled his friend wanted to, how coul shoving me around names." "That hair—that ed," chanted King witched by woman, you call a royal bloom an attitude and come lock that trunk." "What's the idea? obediently opened wardrobe trunk. there was a wail as cats had been unloot tire piece of baggage with concertinas all on especially a King stood in front." can slash his overhead to an irreducible minimum," forego repairs and the replacement of machinery, cut the allowance of his wife and family for shoes and clothing—but his tax bill zooms upward, instead of downward! And what applies to the farmer also applies to the business man, the industrialist, the professional man and the worker. During 1929, before the financial earthquake, with the country riling a wave of prosperity, the national tax bill was one-eighth of national income. By 1932, with depression gobbling up profits and panic playing havoc with markets, the tax bill shot up to one-sixth of income. And today, at a new "high," taxes exact approximately twenty cents on the dollar" from the average man's paycheck! In 1929, national income totaled 99 billion dollars. In 1935, with the nation still fighting for rehabilitation, its income was 53 billion dollars. But in 1929, the tax bill was less than 10 billions, and in 1935 it was more than 10 billions! It doesn't take an economist to determine that there's something fundamentally and dangerously wrong with a tax structure which demands more when the taxpayer is getting less. But it will probably take the combined intelligence of all the economists, plus the alert and determined interest of the rank and file of the taxpayers, to correct it. The old law of physics that "Everything which goes up must come down" cannot be depended upon to solve the tax problem. It might, to be sure, eventually solve the problem by reason of a collapse of the entire tax structure—and of taxpayers with it! But if such an outcome is to be preempted taxpayers and citizens must find a more rational and less disastrous solution. Some one recently said: Washington is turning paradoxical again. For months, members of Congress had chorused: "Let's adjourn and go home." Now, though, more than half of them have decided to stay in town until next session. They will go home for occasional campaign speeches, but they expect to spend most of their time in the National Capital. The reasons First, a great many are afraid to go home. If they do, they will have to talk personally, with questioning constituents. It is much easier, these members feel, to write a form letter explaining why they voted for $20,000,000,000 in appropriations and almost $800,000,000 in new taxes than it is to sit down and argue the point across a desk. Second, when Congressmen go home the job-hunters swarm around. It is difficult to tell Bill Jones to his face why Tom Smith got the job that Bill Jones was after. Third, the recent entrance of the federal government into many fields heretofore reserved to state and local governments makes it almost mandatory for Congressmen to stay in Washington to see what happens. Organized labor is erroneously giving the National Association of Manufacturers credit for originating a phrase in the Republican labor plank. That is the phrase which guarantees the right to labor or to organize and bargain collectively with out interference "from any source." The idea of protecting workmen against such interference was put into words on March 25, 1934, by President Roosevelt when he settled the automobile controversy. He said it was necessary to guarantee to those deciding whether to join or refrain from joining any particular union, "absolute and uninfluenced freedom of choice, without coercion, restraint or intimidation FROM ANY SOURCE." Congress refused to include that language in the Wagner Labor Act to restrain violence by unions. Labor leaders had feared it might handicap their organizers and the use of "flying squadrons" and stones to coerce employees wanting it work. But now, some of these same labor leaders think that language should go in the law. The reason is the current dispute in labor's ranks over whether workers should join the William Green-American Federation of Labor craft unions of the John L. Lewis industrial unions. Each group is afraid the other might use undue influence, and each accuses the other of possible coercion of workers. Also, the same language is in the British Trades Disputes Act, which has worked well. What do you think tributes?" Lady Gertie trifle the worse for a quiring of her mistress? "You certainly sent them, Gertie. "Not expensive, known to the tractors." "U-u-mh," Olga v attached cards. "Metz-Hausenberg. V that name, Gertie Swedish Telephone who's King Mandine. "Never heard of grunted Lady Gertie." "He's a spender, at his flowers. Him plenty." "It did not!" exploded trude. "I paid a bounty for that one. And Curt Linden of Swindon it. I distinctly rejoined." "Maybe somebody in on a pass," grinned. She paused; strains of music faded; cabin nearly caught inquired: "What's this?" "Sounds like a congrudge obviously things." "They're very..." "Good heavens," cried the anguished dowager. "The fellow's going to take a bath!" She bustled to the bathroom and swung the door open to reveal her enemy, foot on edge of tub, elbow on knee, chin cupped in hand, watching water gush into the tub. His air was grave—academic. "What are you doing?" demanded Lady Gertrude. "When I was in here a while back, the tub was sort of actin' up," he answered solemnly. "Now if ..." "If you are a ploomber, fix it. If not, please go avay!" Olga waved a regal hand toward the door. "Okay, your Majesty." Properly squelched at last, King backed away. When he had gone, the Princess leaned against the door which she had closed in his face. She was very beautiful, very regal, very calm. "I'd like to smack that guy right in the kisser," she said at last. "Fine talk!" said Lady Gertrude definite symbol of the lower classes, my dear. If you put them on the floor, they crawl." "U-u-umh. I like concertinas," cried the Princess. With a leisurely hand Lady Gertrude rang the bell at the head of the bed on which she was reclining so luxuriously. "Who is making that appalling noise?" she inquired when a steward responded. "That's Mr. King Mandini, Your Highness." "Mr. King Mandini. Kindly ask him to stop at once! Her Royal Highness cannot endure the concertina." "Very good, Your Highness." The little Steward bowed himself out. "I'm an old woman, my dear," said Lady Gertrude before Olga could protest at her highhanded action. "I've travelled at home and abroad, both on the stage and in society, but never—never have I known any good to come out of a concertina." "But I liked it," sighed the Princess just as the music from the other cabin stopped with an abrupt cabin in half an hour. The trouble has started already." Exactly twenty-nine and a half minutes later four of the five great detectives on board were gathered around the Captain's table. They were Inspector Lorel of the Paranute, a suave, dapper little man with a waxed mustache; Inspector Cragg of Scotland Yard, a very English type, smoking a curved pipe; blun and bristly-haired D. Steindorf of the Berlin police; and a dreamy Russian characterized by a high forehead, glasses and short beard who introduced himself as Commissar Morevitch of the RussianOGPU. Although personal unacquainted, all of these men had long known each other through official channels of communication. "Gentlemen," the Captain begs when they were all seated, "I'm sorry to mar the pleasure of your voyage, but an emergency has arisen concerning the safety of my passengers." This message from police headquarters explains the situation. He picked up the radiogram and read: "Paul Merkow a murderer condemned to the guillotine, escaped from prison two..." "Okay, your Majesty." Properly squelched at last, King backed away. When he had gone, the Princess leaned against the door which she had closed in his face. She was very beautiful, very regal, very calm. "I'd like to smack that guy right in the kisser," she said at last. "Fine talk!" said Lady Gertrude reprovingly as she kicked off her shoes and took a "quick one" from a partially emptied bottle of "Old Faithful" which she had dragged out of a suitcase. "Princesses do not go around smacking young men in the kisser!" She smacked the cork back into the bottle with a practiced hand. "Sorry, darling," answered the Princess as she wandered about the luxurious cabin, touching the fittings reverently. "What a set-up," she sighed. "And to think that three weeks ago I had nothing but an empty stomach and a wild idea. Gertie—get a load of the Royal Bed." She bounced up and down on the springs gingerly. "I'm afraid to sleep in it." "Good gracious, child — why?" Lady Gertrude wiggled her aching toes. "It's all paid for." She uncorked "Old Faithful" once more and tossed off a toast. "International Films! Bless their little hearts. If they hadn't come through with that advance on our contract we'd have been sunk." "A little cold at first—naturally," King Mandini was discoursing to Benton as the latter unpacked their bags once more. "You've got to remember that she's a princess." "Why should I remember?" grumbled his friend. "Even if I wanted to, how could I—with you shoving me around and calling me names." "That hair—that wasn't bleached," chanted King as a man bewitched by woman. "That's what you call a royal blonde." He struck an attitude and commanded: "Unlock that trunk." "What's the idea?" But Benton obediently opened the indicated wardrobe trunk. As he did so there was a wail as if a thousand cats had been unloosed. The entire piece of baggage was filled with concertinas of various sizes, all on especially arranged hooks. King stood in front of the trunk. "The little Steward bowed himself out. "I'm an old woman, my dear," said Lady Gertrude before Olga could protest at her highhanded action. "I've travelled at home and abroad, both on the stage and in society, but never—never have I known any good to come out of a concertina." "But I liked it," sighed the Princess just as the music from the other cabin stopped with an abrupt squawk. "Naturally you have advised Her Highness that she would be invited to sit at my table," Captain Nicholls was saying to the Head Purser as the two conferred in his cabin. "Yes, sir. And the five police officials aboard, sir. They'll sit at your table, too, I presume?" "Police!" The Captain was horrified. "They're sailing for in international convention of detectives in New York. Would you like them at your table?" "I don't even want them on my ship!" roared the Captain. "They're trouble-makers. They're jinxes! I'd rather be followed by a seagull flying upside down. I've seen it happen time and again. Trouble is their business—and they love it so much, it follows them around. If I had known they were going to be aboard..." He was interrupted by a rapid knocking at the door. A moment later his own steward entered and handed him a radiogram. The Captain read it and groaned. "It knew it!" he shouted. "I knew it. "Purser, round up those police officials. Have them in this..." Greyhound announces DRASTIC REDUCTIONS IN FARES! and a GREAT NEW SUPER-BUS Effective July 1, 1936 GREYHOUND AGAIN PROVES ITS LEADERSHIP! Greyhound leads again by reducing fares and providing a magnificent new "Super-Coach" embodying everything that any traveler could desire. EXAMPLES OLD FARE NEW FARE SACRAMENTO $7.90 $6.75 FRESNO 5.60 4.20 SAN FRANCISCO 8.15 6.60 SANTA BARBARA 2.50 2.30 EL CENTRO 4.25 3.75 DEPOT: 217 So. Los Angeles St. Phone 3404 Sounds like a concertina." Lady Gertrude obviously hated the things. "They're very vulgar—a