oc-plain-dealer 1923-08-06

EDITORIAL AND FEATURES An Independent Newspaper Issued Every Afternoon Except Sunday Paul V. Hester . . . Editor and Publisher DAILY GREETINGS TO OUR READERS So, when thou tremblest 'neath the cross' weight, When sharp-edged stones beset thy bleeding feet, And shadows of strange shapes about thee flit, He' who hath hallowed sufferings said estate, Shareth thy body's woe, thy spirit's pain, The cross for thee, up Calvary bears again. —B. Alphonso' Rodriguez. President in Need of Assistant The Presidency is a man-killing position. This is the impression that is going abroad. The facts seem to justify the impression. Beginning with Colonel Roosevelt, three Presidents have suffered severely from the taxing duties of the White House. Colonel Roosevelt, vigorous though he was, came out of the White House with health impaired. This, coupled with grief over the loss of his beloved son in the World War, hastened his death. Woodrow Wilson's break in health from over-exertion in the Presidency, is recent enough to be fresh in the public mind. And Mr. Harding's illness was complicated and made grave by his weakened physical condition due to strain of work as President. The Vice-President should be given part of the duties of the President. And there should be an official nide, having a standing and dignity sufficiently high to give him prestige and influence, and to him should go much of the routine which drains the energies of the President. The health of the President should be the concern of the Nation. It hardly is consistent with fairness and consideration to take a man of exalted talents, elect him to the Presidency and burden and work him into invalidism. When you rest, rest. When you play, play. When you work, work. This is the way truly to live. Taking Dam Project Into Politics It is difficult to fathom the attitude of Arizona folk toward the Colorado river compact, providing for building of a great The health of the President should be the concern of the Nation. It hardly is consistent with fairness and consideration to take a man of exalted talents, elect him to the Presidency and burden and work him into invalidism. When you rest, rest. When you play, play. When you work, work. This is the way truly to live. Taking Dam Project Into Politics It is difficult to fathom the attitude of Arizona folk toward the Colorado river compact, providing for building of a great dam to control flood waters, and to develop irrigation and power. After stormy scenes in the Arizona Legislature a few months ago, with the pact yet unratified and with the state administration opposing ratification, the whole question, news dispatches indicate, is being dragged into state politics. This is regrettable. This is not a political question and has no proper place in politics. It is an economic proposal in its very essence. It should be decided upon its merits. Arizona, of all states in the Colorado Basin, should be for this project. The sooner all the states ratify this compact, the sooner can constructive action be had from Congress. Growth and development are written all over the face of California today. Tourists Are Sought by Mexico Old Mexico is awakening. It wants the world to know that it is awake. It is inviting everybody, particularly Americans, to come there as tourists. There is much of interest there for the sightseer. There is magnificent scenery and there are many historic places and associations. Mexico, under the administration of General Obregon, has been and is peaceful, and foreigners are safe within the borders of that republic. The frightful disorders which prevailed there a few years ago are ended. Journeying through the more accessible portions of that country is not perilous. Tourists who have much time and who want to travel a great deal probably, in future, will come to California for a good sojourn and then will make their way across the border, to make leisurely tour of Mexico. This would be a delightful combination of touring and experience. The best monument that any man or woman can have is the monument of good works which he or she does along the course of life. This is better far than marble or granite shaft or bronze figure. IT'S NO SECRET Why some women have an Extra Day a Week from Household duties. They Send Their Washing to the Laundry YOU'LL FIND OUR SERVICE EVEN MORE THAN YOU'LL EXPECT, AND THE COST VERY MODERATE. FINISHED OR ROUGH WORK, JUST AS YOU LIKE PHONE 18 Anaheim Laundry Co. Corner Lemon and Elm Streets Anaheim VACATION CPASMS—NO.1 THIS IS NO PLACE FOR ME!-GOSHI!-IT'S SO LONESOME AN SLOW ROUND HERE THAT NOT EVEN TH' UNEXPECTED COULD EVER HAPPEN! I'M GONNA— OH MELP!!! HEL-LUP!!! MURDER!! POLICE!!! LONESOME HURST MOUNTAINVIEW SUMMER RESORT LONESOME HURST MOUNTAINVIEW SUMMER RESORT GUESS ILL STAY! SNAKE!!!! NEW YORK LETTER By LUCY JEANNE PRICE NEW YORK, Aug. 6.—I don't know whether the vogue for the Chinese idea in clothes decoration, and what not, is responsible for the prominence of so many Chinese in New York lately, or whether it is their prominence which has made the vogue. Scarcely a day passes without some Chinaman getting into the news. The latest are the Yipp sisters, who are half blood Orientals, who have been students at Columbia, and are now employed as secretaries. Their father was the wealthy Chinese tradesman, Cheus Nay Yipp, who had a meteoric career in this country. Still interested in their half country they gave hospitality to Miss Mary A. Banta, head of the Chinese Church of all Missions. Everything went fine until Miss Banta decided to leave their apartment, and coincident with her departure, a brass bed and a beloved tinted portrait of another Chinese venerable, Gum Moy, also went. Now the question is why should Miss Banta take a brass bed. Surely the Chinese should be spared that The courts are looking into it. Al Miaco, "The King of Clowns," who had spent sixty-six of his seventy-five years in the circus, gave an interesting interview a short time before the news of his death saddened the clowning world. Some one asked him if he did not think it was talent wasted to have never striven beyond a desire to amuse. "Well now, POEMS THAT LIVE TURN ALL THY THOUGHTS TO EYES Turn all thy thoughts to eyes, Turn all thy hairs to ears, Change all thy friends to spies And all thy joys to fears. True love will yet be free In spite of jealousy. Turn darkness into day, Conjectures into truth, Believe what the envious say, Let age interpret youth. True love will yet be free In spite of jealousy. Wrest every word and look, Rack every hidden thought, Or fish with golden hook, True love cannot be caught. For that will still be free In spite of jealousy. —Thomas Campion. ABE MARTIN Still, failures to come back are not so very disheartening at $100,000 a clip. Evidently those scientists who told us the sun was losing its heat meant loosing. Dr. Fosdick thinks the majority usually is wrong. He'd be a pleasant man to sit with on a jury. A man can do much better work after he comes back from his vacation and gets through talking about it. The neighbor's daughter isn't like a mosquito. A mosquito never sings and tortures you at the same time. About all an honest candidate can say about prohibition is to promise his best efforts to make people like it. Nothing else is so conducive to peace of mind as a clear conscience and new casings. Still, we should be fair. The twelve-hour day is fastened upon a lot of farm hands who never heard of Judge Gary. The moderns think they are roughing it in the wilds when they place the car cushions right out on the bare ground. Men have written seven books destined to live longer than the Al Miaco, "The King of Clowns," who had spent sixty-six of his seventy-five years in the circus, gave an interesting interview a short time before the news of his death saddened the clowning world. Some one asked him if he did not think it was talent wasted to have never striven beyond a desire to amuse. "We now, just making them laugh isn't the easiest thing in the world by a long shot," he said, "and if you don't believe it try it yourself. But there is a deeper philosophy than that back of the clown. If you will remember what the great French writer Beaumarchais said: 'Praised by some, blamed by others, ridiculing the fools, and irritating the wicked, I am compelled to laugh at everything for fear of being forced to tears.' And that motto of his appears every day in the week on the first page of the French newspaper, 'Le Figaro.'" Then he went on and bragged of how he could attract the crowds away from the lion's cage or the Siamese Twins any time, and recalled that there was more happiness in the smiles and shouts of children than in all the praise of savants. I think it is something to realize that you are a clown. So few do. A sort of artistic league of nations is threatened us next year. Willy Durmester comes from Germany, Eleanora Duse from Italy, Challapin from Russia, Paderewski from Poland, the Gultrys from Paris, Madame Bruzova from Austria, the Ningio Shabal from Japan and the Irish Players from Ireland. Incidentally, we will send a few of our own over there in retaliation, if nothing else. Harriet Van Emden, is the latest American singer to announce her plans for a Continental tour. I often wonder if we get the same deal on the other side that is given the foreign artists here. The World Court may do much, but I doubt if better feeling could possibly be demonstrated than in the way we welcome entertainers from distant lands. ABE MARTIN Th' ole time boy that ran off t' kill Indians an' got almost as fer as Nebrask# now has a film struck daughter bein' detained at St. Louis. Miss Aggie Lark wuz drowned last evenin' while huntin' a new location in a canoe. -HERE AND THERE- The danger is that a treasury surplus will persuade a conscience-streken Congress to appoint new job holders to spend it. At the summer resort the quiet little man in the baggy pants is the one who is so rich it isn't necessary to impress anybody. In some particulars Prohibition has had little effect, but you will notice that fewer people think it funny to rock the boat. Among the things we have never seen is a man with long, flowing whiskers riding a motorcycle, but we have hopes. Still, we should be fair. The twelve-hour day is fastened upon a lot of farm hands who never heard of Judge Gary. The moderns think they are roughing it in the wilds when they place the car cushions right out on the bare ground. Men have written seven books destined to live longer than the Bibles, but we do not remember just now what they were. It may be well to fire politicians who are not intelligent, but we hope this rule never will apply in private life. Correct this sentence: "You old dear," cried the wife; "I knew you would keep the dishes washed up while I was away." This social unrest isn't so difficult to understand. Little Willie always feels like that when he can't have his own way. Funerals are sad, but at times they are great aids to municipal progress. "Savages hear phonograph for the first time," says a headline. Then what in the world made them savage all this while? The League issue may be as dead as slavery, but men don't think it necessary to keep saying that the slavery issue is dead. If he can tell you gruffly that he doesn't know what in thunder is the matter with you, he is rated as a successful physician. The way to tell whether he is a wicked rum runner or a goon citizen with a private stock is that the rum runner never is drunk. A motorist can avoid trouble if he has a mirror that enables him to look backward, but that sort of thing wouldn't help statesmen much. When it comes to the question of "food for thought," gluttonies are very rare. MONDAY, AUGUST SIXTH, 1923. Subscription Rate—In No. Orange co. Per Yr. $3; 6 Months, $1.75 Entered at the Postoffice at Anaheim, Calif., as 2nd class matter COMMENTS OF THE PRESS EDITORS ARE SAYING TROBULES OF THE FARMER—(El Centro Press) The farmer is again getting the worst of the bargain. Of late the steel mills and the automobile factories have been running at such high pressure that they have advanced wages and lured all kinds of labor to the big cities. Men have left the farm and gone where they can get ready cash and wages that have remained at war-time schedule. Besides this they have gone where they can drop into the movies afternoon and evenings and while away Sundays watching the shadows of Norma Talmadge and Richard Bathelness. Certainly farms can't hold out against that sort of competition—not when the price of oats remains at 25 cents, wheat at a dollar, corn at 60 cents, and other farm products in proportion when what the farmer has to buy is at war prices, plus. We can't say just how soon the agriculturist is going to have his turn again. It is high time for it now, for he has waited and waited, all the time running behind. Just why he is left holding the sack is something the so-called economists are not able to satisfactorily explain. The "back to the farm" movement had scarcely begun when it was back to the city. Now the farmer is unable to get anything like the number of men he needs to cultivate the soil and raise food for the country, and though the prices for his products remain on a low level he must pay what help he is able to get a rate of wages that makes his year's return look like a German reparation bill. The present scarcity of farm labor may have the effect of equalizing things. If it does there will be that satisfactory compensation in it. If the farmer can't sow and reap the fellows who are scudding to town will be disappointed at supper time. Those who have diligently tilled the soil of Imperial Valley are coming through it all as well as they are anywhere, but even here nature houndeously beatouts several crops a year, the situation is not yet what it should be. However, the time has come for a definite and decided change. We are steadily gaining but the law of averages should begin to even things up. LITTLE TALKS ON THRIFT By S. W. STRAUS, President American Society for Thrift SPAN OF HUMAN LIFE IS GROWING LONGER By S. W. Strauss, President American Society for Thrift. Gradually the span of life in the United States is lengthening, and among the interesting possibilities of the future is the question of how far these processes will go. But this is a problem that only the future LITTLE TALKS ON THRIFT By S. W. STRAUS, President American Society for Thrift SPAN OF HUMAN LIFE IS GROWING LONGER By S. W. Strauss, President American Society for Thrift. Gradually the span of life in the United States is lengthening, and among the interesting possibilities of the future is the question of how far these processes will go. But this is a problem that only the future can decide. Medical science, hygiene, right living and right thinking are combining to give a constantly greater expectancy to one's term of life, and it may be said that this prolongation of the period between birth and death constitutes the finest possible example of thrift. The longer we live the more we can accomplish for ourselves and for others; the more deeply we can delve into the springs of wisdom and experience; the more useful we can grow as guides and teachers for others. In the last 130 years there has been an increase, according to the most reliable statistics, of 23 years in the average length of life in this country. In 1789, statistics compiled in Massachusetts revealed the average span of life as 35.5 years; in 1855 it was 40 years, and there has since been a gradual increase. In 1910 it had risen throughout the nation to 52 years; in 1921, when the latest available figures were compiled, it had been extended to 58 years. What this increase has meant in human accomplishment is beyond calculation. Much is said about this being the golden age of youth, and all such statements are true, for, with our efficiently organized business life, our educational advantages and our broad modern vision, opportunities for the young man were never so splendid. But, as a result of these same fundamental conditions, the so-called old man of a generation or so ago is but the matured youth of today. Back of all these changes is the restless spirit of progress. They express the human impulse both to live longer and to live more usefully. We pass this way but once. It is well that we not only make the most of our time, but that we add to our period of usefulness and service the greatest possible number of years. To do so is one of the most exalted exemplification of true thrift. One of those Democratic Presidential campaigns seem to be McAdoo about nothing. What the average national campaign committee needs in its platform is not so much planks as plunks. "Girls are too gullible. They are not at all intellectual," says a prominent tutor. We haven't seen any of those gullible ones lately. SELL With Printing THE Purpose of this Shop is not Merely to Sell printing, but to Help you Sell More Goods through PRINTING ORANGE COUNTY PLAIN DEALER Job Printing Department Telephone 151 124 Westchester St. Anaheim