anaheim-gazette 1950-12-22

How Christmas Began The Holy F STAR APPEARS TO THE WISE MEN WISE MEN TRAVEL FROM THE EAST 10 Anaheim Gazette FRIDAY, DECEMBER 22, 1950 ANAHEIM,, CALIFORNIA Published afternoons, Monday through Friday, at 259 East Center, Anaheim, California. Phone Anaheim 2206. Entered as second-class matter at the Anaheim, California, Postoffice on June 5, 1879, under the Act of March 3, 1879. The Gazette is a member of the Associated Press, the National Editorial Association, and California Newspaper Publishers Association. All rights herein are reserved. Subscriptions: 50c per month by carrier or $5 per year by carrier or mail. MEMBER OF THE ASSOCIATED PRESS—The Associated Press is entitled exclusively to the use for republication of all the local news printed in this newspaper as well as all A.P. news dispatches. THEODORE B. KUCHEL Publisher MAX BEILER Assistant Publisher WILLARD GREGORY Editor ERNEST BRYER Assistant Editor MYLES BRADLEY Picture Editor NEIL STANLEY Advertising Manager G. E. MELLEN Assistant Advertising Manager MARY ROULAND Assistant Advertising Manager RALPH ROULAND Classified Advertising Manager Merry Christmas... It is a real pleasure to live in a city which has the Christmas spirit. The appreciation of Christmas If you haven't been around to see these spectacles, you should do it tonight or within the next Merry Christmas . . . It is a real pleasure to live in a city which has the Christmas spirit. The appreciation of Christmas is reflected in a community in many, many ways. Of course, we feel the pleasure of giving to our relatives and friends—and we get a great satisfaction by giving aid and comfort to persons less fortunate than ourselves. Generally, we get a wonderful lift by living the Christmas spirit. But, one more way to gauge the Christmas spirit of a city, of course, lies in the decorations and lights which shine out of Anaheim homes for the enjoyment of others. The Christmas spirit was given a refreshing send-off last Friday night at the high school when the students were presented in a cantata which not only was beautiful musically but was just as superior visually. As this week began, the lights and decorations appeared in and on homes in Anaheim. Two exceptionally fine demonstrations of community cooperation in the Christmas season are the neighborhood decorations put up for the enjoyment of others by the folks living on W. Alberta st. and those of Evelyn dr. If you haven’t been around to see these spectacles, you should do it tonight or within the next day or so. The Alberta neighborhood decorations are just behind the Anaheim high school while the Evelyn dr. decorations may be seen by driving east on Center st. Both of these are heart-warming examples of neighborhood spirit and cooperation. Both provide the neighborhoods a friendly send-off for the new year. In both, the neighbors had a wonderful time planning and putting up the decorations. And, of course they both are giving pleasure to the many Anahefmers who drive by. But, these are not the only well decorated spots in the city. Just drive up and down the streets and see what individual home owners have done to decorate their places for the enjoyment of you and your friends. You’ll realize it all is a great and pleasurable manifestation of Christmas, and a wonderful expression of . . . Merry Christmas. Which we repeat, and which we wish to each and every one of you . . . MERRY CHRISTMAS. IN THE DAYS OF LONG AGO From the Files of the Anaheim Gazette By MRS. HENRY KUCHEL 75 Years Ago Beautiful zephyrs from Santa Ana filled our streets with dry sycamore leaves and old papers. They tell us three of them bring rain. The old landmarks of Anaheim are rapidly disappearing. The sycamore trees near Calisher’s store on Centre street worm so fright. The doctor was thrown out of the vehicle and suffered a broken arm. A new billiard table was set up in the Planters Hotel yesterday. Church festivals and steam toys, holidays and other expensive amusements are in order just now. (Ed. Note—Drew Pearson’s column today takes the form of a letter to his daughter, Mrs. George L. Arnold of Los Angeles) Washington, D. C.—Dear Daughter: Well, you have made your father a grandpa again! It begins to make me feel a little old. Of course, we are only as old as we feel, but today I confess to feeling quite a little older and a bit discouraged—discouraged over the state of the world. It is not a very promising world for my new grandson to face. We who preceded him and who were supposed to have built a better world have failed. The only encouraging thing is that there will be 20 years or so before he has to face the tangled skein of world disunity, and perhaps by that time we can untangle some of our tragic mistakes. One of the mistakes we are making today is intolerance, disunity and a quickness to judge that plays squarely into Miscow’s hands. It is a new sixth column. We go from one extreme to another in this country, like an animated shuttlecock. It reminds me of the way we painted yellow stripes on the house of Lindbergh’s father and threw people terest of August Baum in the barbering business and has fitted up an elegant new shop in the Richman block on Los Angeles st. Max Jacobson and wife of Santa Ana visited in town a day or so ago. William Schumacher and Eddie Boege have returned from a week’s duck shooting at the Landing. Birds were scarce, but they bagged 125. 25 Years Ago Mr. and Mrs. H. V. Weisel and family leave tomorrow for their ranch in Humboldt county to be gone for a couple of weeks. They will return after New Year’s and Mr. Weisel will devote several months to clearing up his legal 75 Years Ago Beautiful zephyrs from Santa Ana filled our streets with dry sycamore leaves and old papers. They tell us three of them bring rain. The old landmarks of Anaheim are rapidly disappearing. The sycamore trees near Calisher's store on Centre street were removed yesterday. Mr. Arthur Heiman has sold his interest in the Planter's Hotel to Charles E. Minor. Mosseman has just received 200 pounds of his celebrated San Francisco sausages. Three fine turkeys will be rolled for at the bowling alley of the Mechanics Exchange on Centre st. this evening. The debt of Los Angeles city amounts to $327,950. New settlers are rapidly pouring into Tustin and its immediate vicinity. A new blacksmith shop and several other buildings are in process of erection. Dr. H. M. Kottinger of San Jose was driving through the hills near Suhol Valley on Tuesday when a California lion sprang into the road, causing his horse to take fright. The doctor was thrown out of the vehicle and suffered a broken arm. A new billiard table was set up in the Planters Hotel yesterday. Church festivals and steam toys, holidays and other expensive amusements are in order just now. The Calliente stage robber proves to be a former resident of Los Angeles, where he is known as Dick Fellows. He was sent from this county for five years for horse stealing, but was lately pardoned out. 50 Years Ago Uncle Jake Everhardy returned some days ago from a trip to Arizona. Veit Bentz has returned from Phoenix where he took in the carnival sights. H. Cahn returned from San Francisco yesterday afternoon. Joseph Ganahl was in town Sunday from Los Angeles with a party of friends. Mrs. John Rimpau and her little daughter is here from Yuma. She will remain during the holidays. Frank Dyer has bought the in- 25 Years Ago Mr. and Mrs. H. V. Weisel and family leave tomorrow for their ranch in Humboldt county to be gone for a couple of weeks. They will return after New Year's and Mr. Weisel will devote several months to clearing up his legal business in this city, when he will depart for his new home in the North. John Philip Sousa and his band of 100 pieces will not appear at high school auditorium on January 10, for the reason that no rail transportation can be secured for him from this city to San Diego, where he is booked to appear that evening. He is now in Texas headed this way. Much regret is expressed that he will not be able to appear in this city. Stanley Falkenstein, son of Mr. and Mrs. Wm. Falkenstein of this city continues to make good at the University at Berkeley and in a recent competition for architecural plans and drawings, he was successful in winning every one in a large class contesting for honors. He is doing post graduate work at the university. He is a graduate of Anaheim and Fullerton Junior college. He graduated from the university last year. The Holy Family Flees to Egypt THE EAST HEROD CALLS THE WISE MEN Jesus was born, wise men from the east to Jerusalem, where is he that is born to the Jews? We have seen him to the east, and have worship him." Herod the king heard of it was troubled, and all in with him. He gathered chief priests and scribes of the together and demanded where Christ should be they said. "In Bethlehem for thus it is written by met." Herod called the wise men and asked them when the star appeared. And he sent them to Bethlehem, and said, "Go and search diligently for the young child; and when ye have found him bring me word again, that I may come and worship him also." When they heard the king, they departed; and the star they saw in the east went before them, till it came and stood over where the young child was. When they saw the star, they rejoiced with exceeding great joy. (Adapted from St. Matthew, 2:1-10.) THE WISE MEN WORSHIP JESUS The wise men followed the star to the house, and when they entered it they saw the young child with Mary his mother, and fell down, and worshipped him. Then they opened their treasures and presented to him gifts: gold, and frankincense, and myrrh. Being warned by God in a dream that they should not to Herod, they left for the country another way. After they left, the Lord appeared to Joan a dream, saying, Arise, and the young child and his friend flee into Egypt, and until I bring you word: WASHINGTON MERRY·GO-ROUND note—Drew Pearson's colony takes the form of a boy his daughter, Mrs. Arnold of Los Angeles) on, D. C.—ighter: you have made your grandpa again! into jail as socialists right after World War I. Spy Ring Exposed It also reminds me of the deluge of mail I got in February 1946 when I exposed the Soviet spy ring in Canada. Scores of people wrote me that time denouncing me as a warmonger, as a disrupter of American-Russian relations, and a threat to world peace. I am sure these people were sincere, well-denly discovered an easy way to make headlines. Italian Communist Plot In the summer of 1945, just after Fred Vinson, now Chief Justice, became Secretary of the Treasury, I went to him to suggest that he investigate one of his top assistants whom I suspected of being pro-communist. Vinson did investigate and as a result let the man out. The man is dead now and there is no use mentioning his name. In fact, I have never mentioned the incident before, not even to Mrs. P. But I did want my daughter to know in these days when the label "communist" is dished out so mokkosily on the floor of the room that Drew Pearson is just lustily away at Senator McCain with well-aimed verbal backups up by credible logies. I SEE BY the adjoining umn that Drew Pearson is just lustily away at Senator McCain with well-aimed verbal backups up by credible logies. If you can see your waist some time this week-end should read the adjoining ofor in it Mr. Pearson brings some points worthy of th NOTE—Drew Pearson's colony takes the form of a town his daughter, Mrs. Arnold of Los Angeles) on, D. C.—ghighter: you have made your grandpa again! ans to make me feel a Of course, we are only as we feel, but today I so feeling quite a little bit discouraged—disover the state of the is not a very promising my new grandson to who preceded him and supposed to have built world have failed. my encouraging thing is it will be 20 years or so has to face the tangled world disunity, and per that time we can unme of our tragic mis the mistakes we are today is intolerance, dislike a quickness to judge squarely into Miscow's is a new sixth column. om one extreme to an this country, like an anti-buttlecock. It reminds way we painted yellow in the house of Lindher and threw people August Baum in the business and has fitted agent new shop in the block on Los Angeles st. obson and wife of Santa did in town a day or so Schumacher and Eddie we returned from a k shooting at the Land-were scarce, but they. Years Ago Mrs. H. V. Weisel and we tomorrow for their fumboldt county to be couple of weeks. They after New Year's and will devote several clearing up his legal B-29 Spy Ring I remember in September 1947 having written an expose of the communist spy ring in a Washington suburb which stole the secret blueprints of B-29s. The story seemed so sensational that some editors at that time would not publish it. And it was not until a year later when The Treasury, I went to him to suggest that he investigate one of his top assistants whom I suspected of being pro-communist. Vinson did investigate and as a result let the man out. The man is dead now and there is no use mentioning his name. In fact, I have never mentioned the incident before, not even to Mrs. P. But I did want my daughter to know in these days when the label "communist" is dished out so recklessly on the floor of the Senate that her father has been doing his part for many years to get rid of communism in vital places. There was another interesting occasion in September 1947 when I published a confidential report of communist plans to seize control of Italy. Included in the expose were the location of secret communist ammunition dumps and the names of communist leaders, among them Giuseppe Dozza, mayor of Bologna. Four months later, when I got to Bologna on the Friendship Train, Mayor Dozza waved the clipping to American newsmen and denounced me and the Friendship train. He was the only mayor in Italy who refused to welcome us. So the thing for us to remember in these difficult days is that democracy can be choked to death just as effectively by a fascist dictator as by a communist dictator. In fact, there is no better way to play into the hands of Moscow than to create disunity, lack of confidence, and doubt. There is no time more advantageous for the Kremlin to strike than when we lack confidence in our leaders and when our country is torn by strife. And the best way to do this is the Moscow-Hitler technique of repeating again and again the big lie and the big smear. Again I apologize for writing such a discouraging letter on what should be such a joyous occasion—the advent of a new grandson. But I hope that long before he gets old enough to cope with the affairs of the world, his elders will have learned to have more sense. Love from The Old Man I SEE BY the adjoiningumn that Drew Pearson is just lustily away at Senator Mc with well-aimed verbal back up by credible logic. If you can see your wa some time this week-en should read the adjoining o for in it Mr. Pearson bring some points worthy of th Of course, some reader say that Pearson is attacking Carthy purely for personal ons, seeking revenge for the dignity heaped upon him in Washington saloon the other But if you will read Drew marks, you will see that the impelled by something less than petty personal difference. The story is that Pearson McCarthy squared off in a club in Washington, D. C that the Wisconsin senator low the journalist. How the fracas started, we never been told, but I live imagine that Pearson, passing senator's table, leaned over whispered: "You're the biggest hut cheese Wisconsin ever produce According to the Assoc Press, our own Senator R Nixon acted as a go-betwe stop the brawl. As for Pearson, he can be cused for his presence in s place (he being a news-h but as for Senators McCarthy Nixon frequenting such dump Gracious! ON THE SERIOUS side, wishing you all a wonde Christmas, and hoping that agree with the sentiments pressed in this letter to Sam Dear Santa: To the men in power in nations of the world, bring gift of humanity. Somehow them to regard the millions w they lead (or drive, which applies) not as just great m of things to push or pull or around at will but as individ human beings, each with a nity and a destiny. AND STILL ON the other Dear Santa: For use whenever he feels the mood to write bad word Years Ago Mrs. H. V. Weisel and we tomorrow for their fumboldt county to be couple of weeks. They after New Year's and I will devote several clearing up his legal this city, when he will his new home in the Philip Sousa and his band does not appear at auditorium on January the reason that noortion can be secured from this city to San Diego he is booked to ap-vening. He is now in bed this way. Much re-essed that he will not appear in this city. Falkenstein, son of Mr. Jim Falkenstein of this city to make good at the Berkeley and in a petition for architecur- and drawings, he was an winning every one class contesting for his doing post graduate degree university. He is a Anaheim and Fuller-college. He graduated university last year. B-29 Spy Ring I remember in September 1947 having written an expose of the communist spy ring in a Washington suburb which stole the secret blueprints of B-29s. The story seemed so sensational that some editors at that time would not publish it. And it was not until a year later, when the House un-American Activities committee finally got around to the story, that some of these same editors gave the story headlines. At the time I wrote the first story of the Canadian spy ring, I also called on the chief assistant of Jimmie Byrnes, then secretary of State, and suggested that he ought to make an investigation of Alger Hiss. It looked to me as if Hiss had been leaking information to the Russians—though I couldn't tell for sure. Byrnes did investigate and Hiss left the State Department. It was impossible for me to tell whether he was a communist—an extremely serious charge for a newspaperman to make, even though it is brandished about so irresponsibly on the floor of the Senate. But I was sure that Hiss should not be in a high government position, and my conviction has been justified. All this was in February 1946; four years before McCarthy sud- repeating again and again the big lie and the big smear. Again I apologize for writing such a discouraging letter on what should be such a joyous occasion—the advent of a new grandson. But I hope that long before he gets old enough to cope with the affairs of the world, his elders will have learned to have more sense. Love from The Old Man Mail Bag To the editor: This happened on Water st., just off Palm st. This is to one of the people of this town. To my way of thinking it is just about as rotten and low as anyone can be. The least they could have done is to stop to see how bad the dog was hurt, even if they could not help her. I do not blame the one who was driving but it does not alter my opinion of them. First I think they are very low, very yellow and not a person that a bad skunk would like to have around him. Maybe someday I'll have the pleasure of meeting the people in this room. If they would like to contact me while I am here, my address is below. In case I'm shipped out I know I will not meet them for that kind never get away. Glen K. Sharp, USN, 554 S. Palm St. MERRY CHRISTMAS! Only 73 Labrador retrievers were registered with the British Kennel Club in 1906; in 1946 there were 3000 The Wise Men See the Star JESUS HEROD'S ANGER THE HOLY FAMILY LEAVES ream that they should not return to Herod, they left for their own country another way. After they left, the angel of the Lord appeared to Joseph in dream, saying, Arise, and take the young child and his mother, flee into Egypt, and be there until I bring you word: for Herod will seek to destroy the young child and his mother by night, and departed into Egypt. When Herod saw that the wise men had mocked him, he was angry. He sent forth, and slew all the children in and near Bethlehem, two years and under. When Herod was dead, and an gel appared in a dream to Joseph in Egypt, saying, Arise, and take the young child and his mother into the land of Israel. And he came and dwelt in a city called Nazareth: to fulfill what was spoken by the prophets, He shall be called a Nazarene. (Adapted from St. Matthew, 2:11-23.) Oblong Views FROM AN EGG-SHAPED HEAD By WALDO HUNTER (The Poor Man's Drew Pearson) SEE BY the adjoining column that Drew Pearson is jabbing fily away at Senator McCarthy with well-aimed verbal shafts kicked up by credible logic. If you can see your way clear one time this week-end you could read the adjoining column, in it Mr. Pearson brings out the points worthy of thought. Colony Quips As the great festival of Christmas approaches let us be reminded that a lot of smart people think this will be our best for many years to come. By that they mean we may be going into a period of austerity when our tables will not be so heavily laden with food and our stockings that we hang up for Santa will not need. County Comment BY GEORGE E. HART Orange County Press Bureau When history was made in Orange county last month—it really was made, if you hadn’t heard—by the advent of artificial rain making, it all worked beautifully. On Nov. 13 and 14 the county had what started out to be one of the skinny, anemic sprinkles that have marked our dry cycle of recent years. Most everyone was surprised when the sprinkle reared up and began to act like a real, two-fisted rain storm, giving us nearly a couple of inches in some localities. SEE BY the adjoining column that Drew Pearson is jabbing quietly away at Senator McCarthy with well-aimed verbal shafts poked up by credible logic. If you can see your way clear one time this week-end you should read the adjoining column, in it Mr. Pearson brings out some points worthy of thought. Of course, some readers will find that Pearson is attacking McCarthy purely for personal reasons, seeking revenge for the infinity heaped upon him in that Washington saloon the other day. If you will read Drew's reckons, you will see that they areelled by something deeper in petty personal differences. The story is that Pearson and McCarthy squared off in a night-to-day in Washington, D. C., and at the Wisconsin senator laid the journalist. Now the fracas started, we have never been told, but I like to imagine that Pearson, passing the senator's table, leaned over andispered: "You're the biggest hunk of these Wisconsin ever produced." According to the Associated Press, our own Senator Richard Donn acted as a go-between to the brawl. As for Pearson, he can be exited for his presence in such a case (he being a news-hawk) as for Senators McCarthy and Donn frequenting such dumps...icious! ON THE SERIOUS side, here's seeing you all a wonderful Christmas, and hoping that you see with the sentiments exposed in this letter to Santa: Santa: So the men in power in all nations of the world, bring the spirit of humanity. Somehow cause them to regard the millions whom lead (or drive, whichever lies) not as just great masses things to push or pull or herd and at will but as individual man beings, each with a dig-and a destiny. AND STILL ON the other side: Sarah Santa: For use whenever he feels in mood to write bad words on As the great festival of Christmas approaches let us be reminded that a lot of smart people think this will be our best for many years to come. By that they mean we may be going into a period of austerity when our tables will not be so heavily laden with food and our stockings that we hang up for Santa will not need to be so large. This may be true. Did you ever stop to think that sort of thing might be good for our health? We may even slow down the mad pace of trying to keep up with the Jones' and that will help everyone's peace of mind. And there you have it peace of mind. We all know and have been taught sober truths such as, man not living on bread alone and as you think in your heart so are you. So if we have peace of mind then it surely follows that we think peace in our hearts. If we live on peace of mind in our hearts we may radiate that same feeling around us. Of course we need food. Rest assured we will have enough. But at this Christmas season think and fill your heart with thoughts of Jesus Christ who taught that everything which made you happy came from within and never from without. When you stop the mad scramble for self and power you stop the termites which eat men's souls—whether they live in the Kremlin or closer to home. Remember one of the greatest tenets of the Christian Faith: Human happiness comes from within—never from without. We wish all of you a full measure of that "Peace which passeth all understanding." Merry Christmas sounds trite, it's true. But that's what we think in our heart, for you. We have had many requests for a reprint of a little Christmas poem which appeared in this column about a year ago. We, of course, think this is a classic and if you can't make it out with the aid of a Spanish grammar and your imagination, come on in and we will explain with the aid of range county last month—it really was made, if you hadn't heard—by the advent of artificial rain making, it all worked beautifully. On Nov. 13 and 14 the county had what started out to be one of the skinny, anemic sprinkles that have marked our dry cycle of recent years. Most everyone was surprised when the sprinkle reared up and began to act like a real, two-fisted rain storm, giving us nearly a couple of inches in some localities. Hardly anyone knew that the rainmakers from Beaumont and Banning had gone aloft and rode the top of the storm down the Santa Ana river into Orange county, seeding the clouds with dry ice. Whether they deserve credit for all or any part of the precipitation is a question somebody else must answer. The rainmakers; as represented by John Battle, the meteorologist at Beaumont, seem to be a modest lot, at least when interviewed by a group of Orange county agriculturists early this month on their way to Parker dam. But they do think they accounted for at least part of the rainfall. They estimate that they added 75,000 acre feet to the southland's water supply by their operations during that storm. Getting back to the original point, it all worked beautifully and we had a nice, steady, soft precipitation, with comparatively little runoff, and none of the sudden, hard downpours that can bring flood damage and waste of water. Here, we had it good. But it isn't always that way with artificial rainmaking, our ranchers hear, and some of them are inclined to hold their breath and stay close to the storm cellar when cloud seeding starts. They recall, of course, the contention that the disastrous floods in Phoenix last winter were caused by rainmakers in the Salt river valley. It can be tricky business, they say. When you start prodding a cloud that is minding its own business, you can't be sure how it will react. It may turn on you and chase you bowlegged. You may pat it on the back and say "nice cloud, just rain some for us right here," and the thing will start bucking all over the horizon, raining everplace but where you figured. W. D. Miller secretary of But that's what we think in our heart, for you. We have had many requests for a reprint of a little Christmas poem which appeared in this column about a year ago. We, of course, think this is a classic and if you can't make it out with the aid of a Spanish grammar and your imagination, come on in and we will explain with the aid of gestures only. Felix Navidad, Amigos Tis the night before Christmas and all through the casa Not a creature is stirring. Carramba! Que pasa? The stockings are hanging con mucho cuidado In hopes that St. Nicholas will feel obligado To leave a few cosas aqui and alli For Chico y Chica (y something for Mi!) Los Ninos are snuggled all safe in their camas (Some in vestidos and some in pajamas). Their little cabezas all full of good things They esperan que Old Santa will bring. It can be tricky business, they say. When you start prodding a cloud that is minding its own business, you can't be sure how it will react. It may turn on you and chase you bowlegged. You may pat it on the back and say "nice cloud, just rain some for us right here," and the thing will start bucking all over the horizon, raining everplace but where you figured. W. D. Miller, secretary of the Orange County Water District, recalls some such outcome observed on a visit to the San Luis valley in lower Colorado last spring. He found the farmers there made as hatters. Their potato plants, alfalfa and grain had been beaten flat to the ground three times by hail storms. He discovered that they were mad at rain-makers in New Mexico. They claimed that cloud seeding or rain around Albuquerque had backfired into hail storms at the San Luis valley elevation of 7684 feet. It's an idea. If Arizona keeps on trying to take our water away from us, maybe we'll throw a cloudburst at 'em. Or give 'em hail. Muy borracho since mid-after-noon. Mamma is sitting beside la ventana Shining her rolling pin para manana. Lit up like the Star Spangled Banner, cantando. And Mamma will send him to bed con los coches Merry Christmas to all, and to all Buenos Noches.