anaheim-gazette 1951-10-01

4 Anaheim Gazette MONDAY, OCTOBER 1, 1951 ANAHEIM, CALIFORNIA ANAHEIM GAZETTE Pronounced afterhours, 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, 1869, 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: $0 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 BESLER Assistant Publisher LEONARD KREIDT City Editor STANLEY JONES Sports Editor NEIL STANLEY Advertising Manager Q. E. MELLEN Assistant Advertising Manager RALPH ROULAND Classified Advertising Manager DON YOUNG Circulation Manager What a race ... If you walked along the streets of Anaheim during the middle part of the day yesterday you probably noted that from many houses wafted the sounds of radio broadcasts of baseball games. For yesterday was the last day of play in a whirlwind finish of the National League and it was of top interest to many folks across the nation. The Brooklyn and Giants carried the pennant fight right down to the wire. The amazing New York Giants won their "big" game yesterday, but so did the Brooklyn Dodgers. Today the two teams opened a best two-of-three playoff at Ebenezer Yankees in the 1951 World Series. The heart-throbbing, pulse-pounding climax which made this such a great baseball year in the National League was the drive to the first place tie by the Giants. They won 48 out of their last 55 games and came from 16 1-2 games behind the Dodgers at one point during the season. The Giants' surge, if they should win the playoff, would become the greatest in the 76 years of the National League—greater even than the widely-healded miracle finish of the Boston Braves in 1914. So, it looks as if the World WASHINGTON—WHATEVER CRITICIZED RCF office cepting hams, two Serious themselves to a hand switchblade knives from the sample case facturer. The manufacturer w Schrade, president Schrade-Waldon Cut poration, who beggedators not to outlaw blade knife as a weapon. "Have you got one asked Sen. Olin Johns Carolina Democrat." "Yes, sir," replied hoisting up a sample of knives. "I hope that you objection to passing in the Senate," blue Herman Welker, Id publican, eyeing the covetously. "I need a gettichee." "We came along with in mind," agreed Schrade to please. Welker grabbed a box switch-blade knives and began dividing them up Idaho Senator spied an leather-handled knife, ed for it. "Be careful with that ed Schrade as he gloom ed Welker take it." "I the way it opens. It with a snip." For yesterday was the last day of play in a whirlwind finish of the National League and it was of top interest to many folks across the nation. The Brooklynns and Gaints carried the pennant fight right down to the wire. The amazing New York Giants won their "big" game yesterday, but so did the Brooklyn Dodgers. Today the two teams opened a best two-of-three playoff at Ebbets field. The winner of the playoff, which transfers to the Polo Grounds tomorrow, will meet the New York Show your stuff . . . And, speaking of sporting events: We have a dilly going on right here in Anaheim. Of course, we refer to the Anaheim Gazette — Anaheim Merchants football poll—the game where you guess the scores and we pass out the money for your skill in picking the winners. It is simple to put your knowledge of football to work. Each week, on Tuesday, the Gazette publishes a list of football games which will be played the following weekend. You simply pick the winning team. Well, maybe it isn't simple, exactly, but it certainly is stimulating entertainment. Your selections must be placed on an official entry blank which may be obtained from any of the following sport-ininded Anaheim merchants: Ballard's, 105 W. Center F. D. Liquor Store, 177 W. Center French Laundry, 605 E. Center Frank Tausch Insurance, 275 E. Center Swan Cleaners, 125 S. Los Angeles Sadu, 129 N. Los Angeles Mercurio's Food Market, 322 E. Center Ealer's Bicycle Shop, 419 W. Center Skipkey & Pearson, 201 N. Los Angeles Leo Gogerty Mercury, 626 S. Los Angeles McCoy Drug Store, 100 W. Center Leavitt Ford, 226 S. Los Angeles Anaheim Mattress Co., 102 W. La Palma J. C. Penney Co., 124 W. Center Glen Robinson Union Service Station, Center & Palm Ballman's Appliance, 122 W. Broadway Lum's Cafe, 1126 N. Los Angeles Cotler's, 158 W. Center Walt's Luggage, 141 S. Los Angeles Wisser's Sporting Goods, 169 W. Center Robert H. Boney, 328 W. Center Ashley's Glass & Mirror Shop, 308 E. Center Harry L. Horn, 1251 N. Palm Ray & Oscar Cleaners, 680 S. Los Angeles There they are, and they'll be glad to see you. All you have to do is walk into their places of business and pick up your blanks. In fact, along with collecting the money, that is the most pleasant part of this game. So, watch for the Gazette tomorrow, and dive right into the contest. We are all for you. IN THE DAYS OF LONG AGO From the Files of Anaheim Gazette By MRS. HENRY KUCHEL IN THE DAYS OF LONG AGO From the Files of Anabeim Gazette By MRS. HENRY KUCHEL 50 Years Ago Rev. Stone, formerly pastor of the Presbyterian church writes that he is the proud father of a daughter born in Livermore on the 11th instant. Mother and child are doing fine. Misses Pauline and Amelia Kroeger were in Los Angeles during the week to attend the marriage of Miss Bertha Krug, formerly of this city to Forest Nelson Velzy. Frank Porter was in from his Orangethorpe ranch on Tuesday. 25 Years Ago WILD HORSES AN EARLY DAY PEST Charlie Stone came in from his ranch at Yorba Linda a day or two ago, and soon fell to telling old-time stories to a party of Pioneers. Charlie's father came to Anaheim in 1888, and he has lived here continuously ever since. Mr. Stone purchased a ranch on Orange-thorpe ave, and farmed it successfully until he passed away a number of years ago. He was a fine old gentleman and was held in high esteem by all the Pioneers in this section. In 1870 Mr. Stone and other neighbors of the Orangethorpe section were greatly distressed by herds of wild horses which overran their barley fields. They ate the barley and what they did not eat, they destroyed by trampling under foot. Mr. Stone and a number of his neighbors, among them Henry Burdorff, Chris Roerden, and others purchased lumber and hauled it from Wilmington for the purpose of building a large corral to impound these horses. More than 200 had been collected. One day Charlie Stone and Dwight Martin drove them to a point where the Fullerton high school now stands to water them. Here ran a slough, which is still in existence and in which a considerable body of water ran almost the entire year. A gang of six or seven Mexican horse thieves rode up, dismounted, cinched their saddles and remounting, drove the entire band of wild horses away over the La Habra hills, leaving the two boys to return home empty-handed. These wild horses belonged to the Stearns Ranchos Company and other large owners. The farmers decided to kill them. Their owners were notified to keep them away or they would be destroyed. Farmers were awakened in the middle of the night to go out and chase them away from their bar- WHEN WORDS SPEAK LOUDER THAN ACT WASHINGTON—While the Senate criticized RCF officials for accepting hams, two Senators helped themselves to a handful of free switchblade knives the other day from the sample case of a manufacturer. The manufacturer was Joseph Schrade, president of the Schrade-Waldon Cutlery corporation, who begged the Senators not to outlaw his switchblade knife as a dangerous weapon. "Have you got one with you?" asked Sen. Olin Johston, South Carolina Democrat. "Yes, sir," replied Schrade, hoisting up a sample case full of knives. "I hope that you have no objection to passing a few out in the Senate," blurted Sen. Herman Welker, Idaho Republican, eyeing the knives covetously. "I need a good pocketknife." "We came along with that idea in mind," agreed Schrade, anxious to please. Welker grabbed a box of small switch-blade knives and promptly began dividing them up. Then the Idaho Senator spied an expensive leather-handled knife, and reached for it. "Be careful with that," cautioned Schrade as he gloomily watched Welker take it. "Be careful the way it opens. It comes out with a snip." in mind," agreed Schrade, anxious to please. "Welker grabbed a box of small switch-blade knives and promptly began dividing them up. Then the Idaho Senator spied an expensive leather-handled knife, and reached for it. "Be careful with that," cautioned Schrade as he gloomily watched Welker take it. "Be careful the way it opens. It comes out with a snap." As Welker tested the blade approvingly, Schrade pleaded: "you don't know what a disappointment it is to me that after making a product for 50 years, I find out that they used it for crime." "That's right," agreed the Idaho Senator, still fingering the knife violently. Then he suggested brightly: "why couldn't the staff protect this gentleman by using language (outlawing) a 'switch-blade with a blade longer than three inches'?" Schrade agreed this would help. But as he shut his sample case, he politely took the expensive knife back from Welker—though leaving the two Senators with a fistful of smaller knives. "I am glad you came," smiled Welker, "but I wish you had brought some finer knives." Grateful Guests One of the most sought-after jobs in the Pentagon is held by Navy Commander John P. Floyd, conference director for the Secretary of Defense. Floyd's job is to arrange the itinerary and invitations to the defense department's joint orientation conferences. To these conferences, held several times a year, are invited industry-leaders, professors, key publishers and other VIPs to visit various military bases to study the defense program. What makes Commander Floyd's job so attractive is the precedent established by some of the defense department's guests who are invited to the orientation conferences. Afterward he has received some handsome gifts. For example, after last spring's conference, the invited guests got Mail Bag To the editor: I am very pleased with your campaign to help the orange grower more nearly get a fair price for his oranges. You are on the right track. It seems strange to me the other papers in Orange county do not contribute to the battle. Your efforts are not falling on deal cars so keep up the good work. Enclosed is my check for a year's subscription. JOHN S. WRIGHT, 10702 Euclid, Anaheim. To the Editor: We would like to say a few words of commendation for the article covering our Fashion show given for the Assistance League of Anaheim at the Balboa Bay club on the 25th. We have read many columns of coverage of Fashion shows in our time, many of which have been of top quality. It is, nevertheless, a fact that your Fashion Editor did an original and outstanding job, spiked with enough personal viewpoint to show that it was not inspired by us. Her material was taken direct from the commentary at the show, and there was not one point of major interest omitted. It should also be put in the record, that we were, through circumstances over which we had no control, unable to give her any assistance whatever. When we see a good job well done, we like to say something about it, and to express our appreciation. So, thank you, Mr. Editor and Mrs. Editor. OBLONG VIEWS FROM AN EGG SHAPED HEAD By WALDO HUNTER IT SEEMS STRANGE to this column that newspaper which prints the bigoted vituperative sludge siphoned out by Westbrook Pegler, the of intolerance, should editorialize against newspapers run the Drew Pearson column. Pegler, a megalomaniac was a sportswriter until the Hearst fishwrapper him to the exalted position as a political scrivener to hatchet the Roosevelts and libel union tradesmen, has done nothing to enhance the American Press. Drew Pearson is hated and feared in Washington (and by certain newspapers) because he gets around too much and has an uncanny ability to get information which our Senators and Representatives (and certain newspapers) would be happier to keep under wraps. Pearson maintains a sizeable staff of probers who continually snop, sneak, investigate and cavesdrop, ferreting out intelligence at "cloakroom" meetings, high-level conferences, and casual bar-room conversations in Washington, a place which enjoys the unenviable reputation of being one of the most drunken cities in the U.S. It was not long ago that Pearson was set upon and whacked on the beezer by Sen. Joe McCarthy in a Washington bistro. Facts of this manly brawl were never concisely stated, but it is suspected that McCarthy, looking at Pearson through the beclouded bottom of a highball glass, suddenly saw red. Or, it could be that he saw Pearson drinking a Moscow Mule. Pearson is one of the forces in the capitals keeping our elected officials straight and nasty son seems to play me go after Republc Democrat alike, fluence is felt at high tp. The probity of Pearson is far better for the U.S than are the vicious dictates of the blues who is content only with the bones of FDR, shil education and vilify others. BY THE WAY, this al Newspaper Week, harsh in your denounce newsboy who throws up on top of the gay day, he may be governed. Hai Boy NEW YORK (AP) From Russia sounds my capitalistic. What's behind the Iron Curtain First the Soviet d is warned it has got a greater variety of little girls don't look alike. And now the Soviet What makes Commander Floyd's job so attractive is the precedent established by some of the defense department's guests who are invited to the orientation conferences. Afterward he has received some handsome gifts. For example, after last spring's conference, the invited guests got together and gave Commander Floyd $205 worth of flat silver, especially designed to match Floyd's family pattern. Another $25 in cash was given to Mrs. Floyd to enable her to buy a few silver trinkets. The conferees also expressed their gratitude to Floyd's assistants, giving two of them special Parker pen desk sets. Note—There are two more orientation conferences scheduled for this fall. ley fields. Many of them were shot and killed. One old stallion which used to make periodical trips was shot six times with a revolver by Charlie Stone. He galloped away, going up Soquel canyon, blood flowing from every wound, but he never came back. Charlie killed as many as six in one day, and the other boys took toll of a number of them. Seeing that the farmers meant business, and were determined to protect their crops, the owners decided to keep them at home, and after a time they disappeared. Charlie and his brother and sister and other children of the neighborhood, walked in to Anaheim to school and were among the best pupils in their classes. Tom Stone, his brother, is now a capitalist in Merced and his sister, Mrs. Emma Gray, lives with her three daughters in Hayward. To the Editor: It has been my privilege to have known and been associated with Gerald W. Sandilands in one way or another for more than 50 years. He was an able, honest, industrious, punctilious man, always laboring to advance the industry to which he gave a life time service; and I have always felt it was an honor to have been associated with him for a good many years in the development and marketing of the citrus industry. "Friend after friend departs; Who hath not lost a friend? There is no union here of hearts, That hath not here an end." Life is a mystery, death its solution. We are born, we live and we die. Both birth and death are without volition. That which we do while living is the measure of our success or failure. When it is the lot to use one's talents for the development and the advancement of an industry or community as Gerald W. Sandilands has done, we can say in all sincerity, "Well done thou good and faithful servant; thou hast been faithful over a few things; I will make the ruler over many things; enter thou into the joy of thy Lord. C. E. Holcomb Fullerton It was not long ago that Pearson was set upon and whacked on the beezer by Sen. Joe McCarthy in a Washington bistro. Facts of this manly brawl were never concisely stated, but it is suspected that McCarthy, looking at Pearson through the beeloud bottom of a highball glass, suddenly saw red. Or, it could be that he saw Pearson drinking a Moscow Mule. I could ask here: What was the Wisconsin Senator, a man in high office who is supposed to set a good moral example for our impressionable young, doing in a Washington gin mill... but I won't. Pearson may be excused for frequenting such places, because he must keep track of the Senators. Pearson has his faults (not being an angel) and it is conceded that he sometimes lets loose with facts which have not been too thoroughly checked, but most newspapers are guilty of this same thing. And so are some Senators. But Pearson is not free to trade characters without fear of immediate and costly retaliation. Some Senators, safe and secure and free from libel suits in the Halls of Congress, are free to do so. It takes more guts to lodge a charge against someone publicly when you know that you are liable to be held to account than it does to mouth allegations from the sanctuary of the Senate floor free of the fear of being sued for defamation of character. The Wisconsin Senator refuses to repeat his allegations outside the Senate. Pearson will repeat his anywhere, even if it means a bop on the schnozola. Despite his faults, it is taken for granted in Washington that NEW YORK (AP) from Russia sounds much capitalistic. What's gone wrong with the Iron Curtain? First the Soviet dawn is warned it has gotten a greater variety of little girls don't like look alike. And now the Soviet light industry has announced necktie design is apparently also tired of the same old drape wants to spruce up a new ministry is given to the winners and rather jar your own comrace, a man would prize or design necktie. He would do glory of the masses the prizes will be, doesn't say. But if there out to be the collection of Joseph Stainn, then still be expected to insultions of delight. The contest has owing rule: each necktie designed that it can fuse in five different Presumably these are primary Russian companies, crimson, scarlet and red. The real problem for artist, however, won't color. It will be how prize-winning necktie fitting a portrait of Stainn I predict right now this slan artist will get the problem. As a matter of fact be fairly easy right now the top winning designer have a picture of the standing out against Over the Klemlin ad SCALED TO JUNIOR'S SIZE—Engineer George A. Reddington takes the loaded "Oakland Acorn" out over miniature-scaled rail layout in Oakland, Cal., Civic Auditorium Park. G VIEWS GG SHAPED HEAD ALDO HUNTER to this column that a county bigoted vituperative and vindicative against newspapers which Pegler, a megalomaniac who the Hearst fishwrappers elevated Pearson is one of the greatest forces in the capital today in keeping our elected officials on the straight and narrow. Pearson seems to play no favorites. He goes after Republican and Democrat alike, and his influence is felt at high councils. The probity of Pearson's writing is far better for the United States than are the vicious anti-social diatribes of the billious Pegler who is content only to rake over the bones of FDR, slander public education and vilify union members. BY THE WAY, this is National Newspaper Week. Don't be too harsh in your denunciation of the newsboy who throws your paper up on top of the garage. Some day, he may be governor. Hai Boyle NEW YORK (P)—The news from Russia sounds more and more capitalistic. What's going on behind the Iron Curtain these days? First the Soviet doll industry is warned it has got to produce a greater variety of dolls, as little girls don't like all dolls to look alike. And now the Soviet ministry of WAITING FOR A HOME — Two youngsters, among some 700 Kalmucks, former Russian residents, sit in Ingolstadt, Germany, DP camp waiting for some country to admit them. NO BUSINESS AT THIS POINT—Bystanders point out the queen bee of a swarm that invaded the business district of Spokane, Wash., and "overparked" on a parking meter. Hal Boyle NEW YORK (E)—The news from Russia sounds more and more capitalistic. What's going on behind the Iron Curtain these days? First the Soviet doll industry is warned it has got to produce a greater variety of toys, as little girls don't like all dolls to look alike. And now the Soviet ministry of light industry has announced a national necktie design contest. Ivan is apparently also tired of wearing the same old draco cravat, and wants to spruce up a bit. The ministry is giving 14 prizes to the winners and doesn't that rather jar you? in the old days, comrade, a man wouldn't expect a prize for designing the better necktie. He would do it for the glory of the masses. Just what the prizes will be, the ministry doesn't say. But if they should turn out to be the collected speeches or Joseph Stalin, the winners will still be expected to master expressions of delight. The contest has one interesting rule: each necktie must be designed that it can be manufactured in five different colors. Presumably, these are the five primary Russian colors — carmine, crimson, scarlet, maroon, and red. The real problem for a Russian artist, however, won't be one of color. It will be how to design a prize-winning necktie without putting a portrait of Stalin on it. And I predict right now that no Russian artist will get around that problem. As a matter of fact, it should be fairly easy right now to predict the top winning design. It will have a picture of the Kremlin standing out against a field of red. Over the Klemlin a great full moon will be rising. The moon will have a moustache, and the great slow tiger smile of Uncle Joe himself. This same design is sure to turn up at least 18,000 times during the contest. All the judges will have to do is pick the 14 best—14, of course, that show the full moon face of Stalin as larger than the Kremlin. And the judges and designers will share an unusual pride. They will be the first to parachutes in the history of the U.S.S.R. to achieve a government goal without a five-year plan. The whole project, however, must be disheartening to the average Russian worker. His problem isn't what necktie to wear. Any necktie will do so long as it isn't hemp. What bothers him is how to raise the rubles to buy a necktie at all. And if the government announces 14 new prize-winning necktie designs, all featuring a portrait of Stalin, what's he going to do? He knows his duty in advance. Somehow, even if he has to hook his shoes, he'll have to get together enough rubles to buy all 14 neckties. And next Christmas he and all the other Russians can hand them back and forth to each other as surprise presents.