oc-plain-dealer 1923-08-17

EDITORIAL AND FEATURES An Independent Newspaper Issued Every Afternoon Except Sunday Paul V. Hester Editor and Publisher DAILY GREETINGS TO OUR READERS Make your best thought into action. —Madame Necker. Terseness of Speech by Mr. Coolidge Speculation is rife in Washington at this time, as to the nature of President Coolidge's first message to Congress. No one foreknows, of course, just what attitude Mr. Coolidge will assume on the various questions which will engage the Presidential attention. The new President is not communicative as to his plans or purposes. But of one thing the newsgatherers at Washington seem to be fully assured—the first message from Mr. Coolidge will be exceptionally brief. It perhaps will establish a record among Presidential deliverances for brevity. Mr. Coolidge does not waste words, upon any occasion. He is expected to treat all subjects upon which he touches with the terseness of speech characteristic of him. This will be welcome. The old-time Presidential message, dealing in extent with every phase and detail of the governmental service, is being relegated. The custom is growing of sending special messages to Congress, from time to time, dealing only with one subject. These tendencies toward short messages are welcome to Congress and to the people. Mr. Coolidge is expected to write new history in message brevity. The supreme test of any man is his moral courage. Presidential Race Is Interesting The Nation's tragedy in the loss of President Harding has left the field of politics open for the Presidential nomination in 1924. There is no foreknowing now who will be the nominee of either the Republicans or the Democrats. There is much more of an air of uncertainty now about the Presidential race than there was before the lamented President Harding. Presidential Race Is Interesting The Nation's tragedy in the loss of President Harding has left the field of politics open for the Presidential nomination in 1924. There is no foreknowing now who will be the nominee of either the Republicans or the Democrats. There is much more of an air of uncertainty now about the Presidential race than there was before the lamented President Harding passed into eternity. Conditions now are acting and reacting upon both political parties. With neither nomination assured for any one aspirant, the element of uncertainty figures very prominently in the contest. All kinds of political maneuvering on a major scale is to be expected, in the months that are to intervene before the national conventions are to assemble. Just what angle the contest for nominations will take is not apparent as yet. The tragedy of Mr. Harding's demise has left this chaotic. But with the period of mourning for the departed over, attention turns properly to political aspects. Both of the great political organizations are marshaling and maneuvering for 1924. The next few weeks doubtless will bring interesting and significant developments. Dollars kept in circulation do their possessors good and do good to the whole community. The American people should be as fair to great men while they live as they are to them after they die. Indians make good baseball players. Several members of the red race have shone in major and minor leagues. A great deal of praise being given the late President Harding now, should have been given him while he was alive. A palace is mean without love and contentment therein. A cottage is palatial if it be filled with true affection and contentment. Peaches Peaches Several hundred boxes of best varieties of Peaches—Eibertas, Crawfords, Lovells, Tuscan Cling, Phillips Cling and Orange Cling, at from 2½ cents pound up by the box. Fresh stock, large well filled boxes every day, beginning Friday noon, August 17th, at my place on Lincoln avenue, 4 miles west of Anaheim. Also Grapes and Figs fresh daily, by the box or pound. H. M. King Fresh stock, large well filled boxes every day, beginning Friday noon, August 17th, at my place on Lincoln avenue, 4 miles west of Anaheim. Also Grapes and Figs fresh daily, by the box or pound. H. M. King Watch for My Signs Along the Road Side PICTURES —New Hand-Colored Photographs of Lake Tahoe, Big Bear, Crater Lake, Emerald Bay and many others. —Framed in toned mouldings, delicately shaded to harmonize with blue sky and purple sunset. See Our Windows B. F. SPENCER 166 W. Center St. Pictures, Art Goods, Wall Paper ES Sunday Publisher THE ORANGE COUNTY Plain Dealer FRIDAY Subscription I Entered at th COOLIDGE'S BIRTHPLACE, OLD PHOTOS OF WIFE AND SELF Birthplace, at Plymouth, Vt., of President Coolidge. Below, left to right, President Coolidge at twenty, the president as a senior at Amherst college and Mrs. Coolidge in "pigtail" days, at age of eight. The little old farmhouse near Plymouth, Vt., in which Calvin Coolidge was born, resembles the plain building in which President Harding was born. The other photos above give interesting glimpses of the new president and his wife as they appeared many years ago. PARAGRAPHS By ROBERT QUILLEN Modern high finance: Shake hands; clinch; collect the money. A little nonsense now and then ranks fortunes for song-writing men. History repeats itself. Dry land appeared . . . Noah planted a vineyard. Our relations with foreign nations remain friendly, in spite of all we can do. As our sixth entry for the Bok peace prize, we suggest pensions for pacifists. The heaviest some men ever come to a real thrill is when they insert a fresh chew of gum. No more man could be quite as important as a statesman seems on a Chautauqua circuit. Still, men probably don't violate laws any more frequently than laws violate common sense. Correct this sentence: "Sure," said the husband; "I malled it on the way down this morning." "The slow thinkers live longest," says a prominent psychologist. Not if they cross the street. The great misfortune of mankind is that only those out of office know how to solve great problems. The office sport spent the night at poker and reports this morning that he was thoroughly Shelby-ted. DINNER STORIES The youngster had thrown a stick at her sister, a year or two her senior. "Katherine," sald daddy, "did you throw that stick at your sister?" "Yes, daddy," was the defiant reply. "Why did you do it?" "Because," instantly replied the youngster, with her eyes flashing, "afterwards she hit me."—Argus Seattle. NEW YORK LETTER By LUCY JEANNE PRICE A title for sale—right here in Democratic America. A dwindling house of Europe, through its accredited reigning Prince has advertised in the papers for a suitable young man or woman who can support a high sounding title. The aged lady would adopt the person and guarantee the lawful passing of the right and all its requisites. It is told that the applicants are many and that refinement and riches are yet willing to sell their birthrights for a mess of portage. That the construction of ocean-going yachts for the millionaires of New York and other cities is falling off is the statement of shipyard and steamship officials, who declare that the world tours by chartered steamers are fast supplanting yachting cruises by the wealthy. No more are to be seen new vessels of the size of the famous Morgan "Corsair," and ships of its class. The decline in yachting is due not alone to the income or excess profits tax, but to the advent of "super-yachting," a new sport which enables a party of from 400 to 500 to tour the world together on a grand scale, and affords greater opportunity to meet new and charming persons and to participate in highly entertaining social functions aboardship. The government conducted a little party on this plan not so long ago and the administration has been kept busy answering for it ever since Great trans-Atlantic liners are now taken from their regular schedules and placed at the disposal, for a nominal sum, of organized cruise parties, who travel in a luxury that we might could... Correct this sentence: "Sure," said the husband; "I malled it on the way down this morning." "The slow thinkers live longest," says a prominent psychologist. Not if they cross the street. The great misfortune of mankind is that only those out of office know how to solve great problems. The office sport spent the night at poker and reports this morning that he was thoroughly Shelbyized. Another way to prevent war would be to invent a cootie that wouldn't bother anybody except the enemy. The man who says he doesn't mind being bald holds the world's record as a philosopher or a liar. After a woman has divorced her third husband, you don't know whether it is a matter of temperament or habit. Awful thought, Germany may be crushed, before her turn comes to get revenge, and then the game will be spoiled. If the extreme radicals are permitted to select one plank in the platform, no doubt it will be a pardon board. As we understand England's complaint, Germany can't spend her money in England while France spends her money in Germany. Wells says man was a germ in a drop of ditch water; Buyan says he was dust. There is no escaping this wet and dry controversy. (Protected by Associated Editors) BERGER HALF ACRES STATIONERY They Use Ward's Club Parchment is always in perfect taste We have just received the latest thing in Ward's Club Parchment. Writing Paper put up in 1-lb. paper boxes, 85c per Box Envelopes to Match Paper, 40c per pkg. Weber's Book & Stationery Store 112 E. Center St. ABE MARTIN Our idea of a big boob is a felter that has it ask his girl if she still loves him. A doctor's operatin' room is been added to the Hazelnut Country Club an' golf greena. FRIDAY, AUGUST SEVENTEENTH, 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 CIRCUS AN INDEX TO PROSPERITY—Berkeley Gazette The circus man knows where the money is. If one of the greatest shows on earth comes to a town, the people of that town might just as well make up their minds that, whether they have realized it before or not, their community is prosperous. If the circus passes them by, the reverse is the obvious conclusion. Always it is the first problem of the circus management to find people who can afford to see the show, and there are few agencies in the country more expert in their sitting up of situations or better able to tell of general business conditions and of particular localities. This year, say the showmen, the problem has not been to find good towns, but rather to select the best, for prosperity is well nigh universal. To this end there are circus agents strolling down scores of Main streets pricing merchandise in shop windows, peering into five and ten cent stores to see how business is, and watching movie windows and gliding up Saturday night crowds, asking bankers for payroll figures and checking on building permits and public improvements. Their tests, naturally enough, are designed to show where people have ready money rather than where prosperity is deep-seated and stable. They know that six weeks after a big wind, fire or flood is the best possible time for the circus to come to town, for everyone will be inclined to feel past disaster justifies present indulgence. That's the way the world is made. ON THE SPUR OF THE MOMENT FINISH THE JOB A congressman-elect suggests Our taxes are too small, And he would slap on more of them And end our troubles all. They've taxed my meager income and They've taxed my house and lot; They've taxed my small investments— Most everything I'm got. They'll tax my fireless cooker, My nailfile and my clocks, My toothbrush and my jacknife, My shirts and ties and socks. My ingersoll, my razor, My typewriter and my breath, And they'll keep fight on taxing Till they tax this bird to death. And, when I die, all dignified, With till placed so neat. FINISH THE JOB A congressman-elect suggests Our taxes are too small. And he would slap on more of them And end our troubles all. They've taxed my meager income and They've taxed my house and loa; They've taxed my small investments— Most everything I've got. And now they'll tax my fiddle, My goldfish and my cat. My soap and gum and matches, My fuzzy winter hat. They'll tax my fireless cooker, My nailfile and my clocks, My toothbrush and my jackknife, My shirts and ties and socks. My ingressell, my razor, My typewriter and my breath. And they'll keep right on taxing Till they tax this bird to death. And, when I lie, all dignified, With lily placed so neat, I hope they'll tax my harp and crown. And make the job complete. Englishman say Americans knew very little geography, but, in all fairness, he must admit that a good many of them know where the Canadian border is. A good many people think this country has too many laws, but what really has is too many in-laws. A Boston minister who tickled another man's wife under the chin with a blade of grass made a mistake. The woman was so tickled that she wrote her husband about it, and this tickled gentleman called on the minister and tickled him under his own chin with a first instead of a blade of grass. The tickling party is now over, and everybody is satisfied. The mills of divorce grind rapidly and sometimes exceeding coarse. FROM OUR LONDON CORRESPONDENT Old Richard Temple, our faithful London correspondent, regales us this week with the following: Clothes and the American. London is full, as the saying goes, of Americans. The horn-rimmed accent is heard on every hand, from the Tower of London to Kensington Gardens. The wealthy American man cares little for clothes and usually wears a lounge suit for all occasions, except in the evening, when he puts on a dinner jacket in which to go to the theatre. I was told by S. A. Moore of Cleveland, while we were lunching in the Savoy. But even so, he despises opera hats, silk-faced overcoats and such frivolities. His rainproof and soft felt are good enough. The late Lord Chaplin, by the way, never forsook to the end his devotion to the folding opera hat, and his example is being more and more followed by visitors from abroad. REV. HAROLD PELLEGRIN Of Baltimore, Md. SPEAKS SUNDAY AT THE PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH Subject: Morning—"THE FAITH THAT LIVES" Evening—"JERUSALEM OF TODAY." PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH Subject: Morning—"THE FAITH THAT LIVES" Evening—"JERUSALEM OF TODAY." Try— Challenge Butter and Appreciate the Difference