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SOPE SfAS, HOPE, ARKANSAS Tliwsday, September 8. 1038 •Jl Star Star of Hope 1S39J Press, 1927. UinsolidalM January 18,1»». Prom False Keportl Trying Times for the State Department ; : Published «yei? week-day afternoon by Star Publishing Co., Ing. ,ttX & Palmer & Ale*, a trahbum), at The Star building, 212-214 South Walnut street, Hope, Arkansas. "" " C. fi. PALMER, President ^ • ALEX. H. WASHBURN, Editor and Publish** ,"" "" ' " " "(AP) —Means Associated Press ............... --•(NEA)— Means Newspaper Enterprise Ass'n. Bate (Always Payable in Advance): By city carrier, pet vrtek 15o? per month 65c; one year $6.50. By mail, in Hempstead, Nevada, Btoward, Miller and Lafayette counties, $3.50 per year; elsewhere $6.50. MjHnber of The Associated Press: The Associated Press Is exclusively ttttitred to the use for republication of all news dispatches credited to it or not ftherwise credited in this paper and also tte local news published herein. Charges on Tributes, Etc.: Charges will be made for all tributes, cards jf thanks, resolutions, or memorials, ,joncerning the departed. Commercial sewspapefs hold to this policy in the news columns to protect their readers ' irom.a deluge of space-taking memorials. The Star disclaims sesponibility tor the safekeeping or return of any unsolicited manuscript*. •A Sane and Safe Guard Against Profiteering VX7HEN the next Congress meets, its members will doubtless ' jVV" cast a weather eye on .Europe and start talking about "ways and means of keeping America. out of war. .', They won't be able to give us 100 per cent protection, of ' course. But if the congressmen could find a simple and certain way of taking the financial profit out of wai', this coun- . try would not be likely to fight again except for the most ' pressing reasons of self-defense. 1 , : This.idea of making war profitless has been in the air i for a long time now, and some pretty elaborate schemes to I accomplish it have been suggested. The trouble with most of I tftem is that they would saddle us with government-by-decree. ~ : There is, however, one very simple and straightforward ' plan awaiting Congress' attention. It is the plan presented ,last spring by the VeVterans of Foreign Wars, introduced in : the House and Senate — and left hanging when Congress adjourned without acting on it. * * * e TTHIS-plan would set up no elaborate syste m s of control over It, industry, finance or manpower. It would not turn the ^President into a. dictator the moment war was declared; it 'would- not create an omnipotent bureaucracy which would ftry to perpetuate itself when peace returned. ; Instead, it would simply boost the living daylights out of ithe income tax schedules. Under this bill, wartime income taxes of 10 per cent •would be. levied on all individuals — after personal and dependents' exemptions that run to perhaps $1200, on an average.. In addition, there would be surtax rates running from 10 per cent to 93 per cent on incomes above $20,000. — Corporations would-be tared 15 per cent on net incomes not in excess of 2 per cent of their adjusted declared value, 25 per- cent on net incomes not, in excess of 6 per cent of their 'adjusted declared value — and 100 per cent on net incomes above that level. V* . • ,-**,* AT bill would quite literally take the profit out of war. No one would get rich out. of the war ; on the contrary, everyone in the nation, w.ould have a driect financial stake in seeing that we tfept the peace. And if we did get into a war, thosg taxes would come close to enabling us to pay as we go. The scheme has at least the virtue of simplicity — so much so, indeed, that wary '* citizens ™ay want to study it with especial-care, on the theory that anything sojbeautifully simple must-have a catch in it somewhere. In any case, it should set us thinking whether we really have the hardihood to .go afiead and literally take all of the profit— every last dime of it- — out of war. Says Saturday Night Is Still Bath Night LOUISVILLE.—(yPH'As many people still take baths on Saturday nights ns formerly, according to George C. Keller, supervisor of the Louisville Wnter company's reservoir. "Try as I do," s«ys Hill, "I still can't keep the water level up on Saturday light, anil I know it's just people taking baths. "It usually starts getting lower .about o'clock, and by 10 to 11 the gauge shows two or three feet less water. And when you sto pto think that each foot of Wiitt-r means almost a million and a half gallons of wnter, that means that plenty of people are taking those baths." Women Can Now Swim Without Bloomers CHICAGO.--M')—It will be perfectly legal for women to go swimming without bloomers and weoar hatpins longer than six inches when ordinance changes made by the city council become effective. Deletions an damondmcnts will make other things legal, toto, such as selling liquor in drug stores, showing motion pictures in private homes without a license and paradaing across bridges ii\ perfect step. A Book a Day By Bruc* Catton FLAPPER FANNY -COH. 19J« IY MIA MRVICt. IMC. t. M. MO. U. 5, fAT. Off.' By Sylvia ^ Cuivrlihl 1931, HCA By Olive Roberts Barton Don't Expect Teacher to Rebuild Character of Badly-Trained Boy Another What-Is-It M EMBERS of the British Association for the Advancement of Science have just suffered something of a shock. Announcement at a recent meeting of the discovery of an extraordinary kind of fossil clown in South Africa has "destroyed the finer points," in the words of Sir Arthur Keith, which anthropologists have depended on "for drawing the line between anthropoid and man." For the time being the newly-discovered fossil is being called an anthropoid, but it seems that the presence in the skull of a set of human teeth may make that term incorrect. All, for the moment, is confusion. But it doesn't need to be. A few simple tests on the fossil should clear things up in short order. If it's a man's fossil, a slap on the back will m ake the chest swell out. Anything of value placed in the hand will cause the fingers and thumb to tighten like a vise automatically. The front of the skull should be examined for indentations—scars,of worry lines that would have impressed themselves on the bone. The shoulders will be definitely round. And on the fronts of the toes there will be deep hip-bone marks—the scars of numerous kicks the creature would have administered to himself during his lifetime. Schools go in pretty heavily for moral training, as well as character: building and sportsmanship. Of course, there isn't time for following it through individualayy, but every child absorbs ideals along the line, and knows that honesty, industry and cleanliness are something to be admired. What part does school play in any child's moral training? How far is it responsible for his general betterment? The 'Sunday school has him one day a j week, for an hour. The school has him five days a week for six hours each day. Here are thirty-one hours out of 168, a ratio of one to four and a half, or sometimes five, depending on the length of sessions. Pie is out of school 137 hours a week. school the teacher is engaged in genera! work. She has a very definite grade program to cover. Class recitations and study take up most of her time. The pupil, too, is constricted, more or less, and his experience is limited. He is a different creature from the free little boy on the front porch, in the living room or dining room. Different from the lusty fellow on the lot or playing in someone's yard. The true Johnny comes out in his free time, not in his school time, with few exceptions. Which makes it a harder problem for you, mother, because you arc dealing with liberty and the teacher is not thus hanicapped. She may feel that she is, having standards of discipline to reach that you Kiirope Scrambles.. For Suckers Now to continue the comparison. At need not worry about so much; but if SERIAL STORY PHOTOFINISH BY CHARLES B. FARMER COPYRIGHT. 1938 NCA SERVICE.'lNC. Europe's dilemma is insoluble. European uivilvAition is built on the theory that a nation can prosper only by exploiting less civilized people on other continents; there aren't enough of such peoples to go around and the supply is constantly dwindling and hence the great powers are doomed to an unending dog-fight for pre-eminence-a dogfight in which "right" and "justice" are on nobody's side ami in which, ultimately everybody is going to lose. So in .substance, says Randolph Leigh in "Conscript Europe" (Putnam: $3), an intense, opinionated, and highly provocative discussion of the state of world polities to-day. Sensibly enough, Mr. Leigh suggests that America should make up her mind to stay out of the next European war at all costs. We shall fe invited presently to step in and save democracy, civilization, or something, he says; if we are wise we shall do nothing of the kind. His book is curiously uneven. It opens with an acute analysis of England's vaunted "democracy"—which says Mr. Leigh, is no real democracy at all and never has been. There follows a briefer discussion of the state of things in France, a pretty superficial survey of Germany and .Italy, an:! the rather surprising statement tnal it isn't much use to study Russia isn't goin,j to cut much figure in future European history. You will doubtless find *iuch in this book to disagree with; much, 1 imagine, that will make you mad. But it will set you thinking, and it may give you a useful new slant on some ot the world issues of the day. "But if we took in a third member, we could have majority rule. The way it is, I always win." Paul Harrison in Ho The Castles Toned Down the Ballroom Acrobatics— and Now Look! By DK. MORKIS X4(t<n. Jovnal of the American Medical Association Md •< , the Health Magazine, Poor Housing Conditions Facilitate the Spread of Disease (This is the first of three articles by Dr. Fishbeui in which he discusses the relation between hcusing and health.) '.Without any doubt the spread of disease is fostered by bad housing. In- ctsed, if any one of the fundamentals of.human living, including food, fuel, cfothing, and housing, is lacking to any considerable extent, there is bound to be a deleterious effect on health. Perhaps the most important factors from the point of view of health in relationship to housing are the factors of, plumbing and sanitation, lack of light and sunshine, and overcrowding. Polluted water coming into a dwelling. irjiproper plumbing, and unsanitary toilets are unquestionably associated with menaces to health. However, it s not always the slum dulling in which such factors are present , Swnetimes faulty plumbing which peoaits the siphoning or leakage of sewer waste into water supplies may be found in places devoted almost wholly to those of wealth. Overcrowding is particularly a menace. The more tightly people are packed together, the more certainty there is that those diseases which are by contact of one person with another will be disseminated throughout Uie group. This applies particu- larly to such diseases as the common cold and sore throat, diphtheria, scarlet fever, measles, mumps, chickenpox, whooping cough, and the other important diseases of childhood. It has been found that in families averaging less than one person per room the infant mortality rate is 52 for each one thousand live births; whereas the rate is 95 where the density is between one and two, and about 136 for two persons and over. Of course poor housing is also associated with other factors, such as the presence of flies, when there is a lack of screening of windows, accumulation of filth, and stagnant waters when the premises are not kept in good order. There is a hazard to health from buildings in which porches and stairs are not kept in a good state of repair. There is always the danger of loss of life from fires when construction does not promote protection against the fire hazard. Finally, overcrowding in the home is almost invariably associated with mental disturbances which result from the crowding of too many people living together in close quarters. Friction between members of the family and high tension of the nervous system are bound to be present in families where all of the people are crowded together, using a few facilities for living. Yesterday: Xiinda goex to "interview" Muii a* War null find* llruve iu on the Hume iiMMigniueiit. CHAPTER X T INDA'S eyes widened. "Interviewing Man o' War?" She freed her hand from Bruce's grasp. "Who for, Bruce?" "Free lancing," he announced proudly. "Always was a darn good feature writer. So, knowing the state's holding a celebration this fall for Man o' War, I queried the National Weekly—and here I am, to interview the nag." He grinned again. "So am I," she said. "Who for?" She told him. "H-m-m! My competitor." So Bruce had greeted her as though nothing had passed between them. She wanted—oh, os much!—to apologize for her biting words, But this was not the time, the place. Now he was speaking again: "Where are you • stopping, Linda?" "The Henry Clay, and I'd better be going. I've got my yarn; Man o' War told me a lot of exclusive things." She gave him her hand, lowered eyelids, said: "M'lad, you'd better step on it, or I'll beat you—" "Hen! Wait! We're going to have lunch—" "No such thing—I've a story to write." A word of thanks to old Harbutt, a smiling nod to Bruce, and she was gone. * * * T INDA GORDON was the keen newspaper girl again. She drove straight to Western tAion, telegraphed Moss: "GOT YARN TITLED MAN O' WAR WRITES A LETTER STOP" She thought an instant, then wrote on: "FOR YOUR INFORMATION NATIONAL WEEKLY HAS MAN HERE SAME ASSIGNMENT STOP RUSHING STORY." She had a twinge of conscience about adding that, but—business was business. Bruce had to look out for himself. She did a bit of shopping; and when she returned to her hotel found this telegram: "THANKS FOR COMING TO BAT STOP PUT STORY ON WIRE TONIGHT STOP THIS IS MUST. MOSS." The telegram was a bugle call to action. She guessed that Moss was going to jam the Man o' War feature in an edition going to press; publish it a week ahead of his rival—and the easy-going Bruce. Too bad, old Bruce— She sat at her portable typewriter. "Let's see, 3500 words— about 14 double-spaced pages—" Within the hour trie phone rang. "Miss Gordon, this is a reporter —and I've got a photographer. Won't you please come down to the ladies' parlor and let us get a good picture?" The sudden request knocked her off balance. "Of me? Why me?" "We're running a great story about you in the morning—" "About me? I don't understand. Why, I'm a reporter myself! What have I done?" "You've done a lot." The words came in a soft southern accent— not unfriendly. "But I'm busy writing—" "Great! Then, we'll take an action picture of you at the typewriter. We'll get manager's permission; be right up." * * * A BRUPTLY he hung up. Linda got to her feet. Now jusl what was behind this? She'd jolly well know before anyone snapped her picture. But her anger melted when a youngster of 18", clean- looking, witft great blue eyes came in, followed by another youngster, with a camera. "Just what is this?" she demanded. "Miss Gordon, Mr. Jenkins, the horse auctioneer, told us you outsmarted one of the shrewdest trainers on the turf: when you bought that Pompey colt last week. I want to get the real story from you—" "Oh, that!" How dumb she had been. Of course it was a good yarn. "You see," the reporter was smiling, "Mr. Jenkins said you pulled one of the smartest tricks he ever knew—ttemanding cash. As a rule, a horseman's check is good here; but he says you called for a pound of flesh, and got it." Linda laughed. "Joke is, Monte Hill is an old friend—" "But anything goes in a horse deal?" the reported grinned. "And I bought the colt in partnership with Brown Donald. He helped me do that outsmarting as you call it." "The steeplechase rider? That's news, too." At last she got rid of them, aftei several flashes had been made of her at the typewriter. Called for tea and sandwiches; ate, returnee to work refreshed. The reporter'b visit—it had boosted her ego. She was feeling great when she wrote "The End" after the last word of her yarn Ten minutes to midnight she placed it on the wire returned, put a "please don't disturb" sign outside her door, slep' dreamlessly till past noon the nex day. The paper was under her door There, on the front page, was Uei picture. And a two-column yarn: Famous Kentucky Writer Beats Shrewd Horseman in Pompey Colt Auction * * * "fT had been a dull night in Lexington; and horse news is real news, there. It was dull on the wires, too. United Press picked, up the yarn, made a little feature of it, shot it out on all circuits. It started a train of consequences— • "H-m-m, they left Brown Donald out," Linda said to herself as she read it. No wonder—the auctioneer was quoted at length, and he spoke only of "that pretty young miss with a triphammer brain." Then came a telegram: "THANKS FOR YARN CONGRATULATIONS ON BECOMING TURF OWNER STOP—" That news story must have been published in New York! "PLEASE COVER TWO MORE ASSIGNMENTS IMMEDIATELY STOP FIRST GO' TO BERWYN WRITE COLORFUL YARN OF HUNT SET AND GENTLEMEN RIDERS WHO MAKE CULT OF STEEPLECHASING FOR GLORY ,TOP THIS LITTLE KNOWN RACING ANGLE STOP—" Go to Berwyn! That was the millionaire's estate where Brown Donald was riding this week! He could tell her all about it. Of course she'd go! 'SECOND GATHER MATERIAL FOR UNIQUE YARN WOMEN AND RACING STOP CONTRAST MILLIONAIRE OWNERS AND POVERTY-ROW WOMEN TRAINERS STOP WJRE ACCEPTANCE. MOSS." She drew in a deep breath! The story she wired in must have been a whiz—she had made good with a bang! Of course, she'd cover these assignments. She'd do that and race with Uncle Sandy, too. Edgar Wallace wrote and raced in England; Peter B. Kyne did in America— She'd become famous—a celebrity! She sent Moss one word—yes. She was still exulting when the phone rang. It was Bruce Radford, and a purposeful Bruce, too, judging toy the tone of his voice: "Linda, I've got to see you right away." "See me? Why aren't you writing?" "Never mind that—I'll surprise you; about the writing business. But I want to see you about Gciden Toy. I think you'll listen—" his voice broke off, ominously. "Why—why, yes, Bruce; I'll be right down." (To B,e Continued) she were not helped by rules, of which each child is perfectly aware, • her work would be impossible. At last we have reached the crux of the matter. Wlio is responsible for any child's chartcter and moral fibre? You or the school? Need I answer? Johnny is home almost five times as long as he is at school. I am not forgetting the street, social influence, or all the things that may pull him down, but again, who has the opportunity to use this, or change it? The teacher or yourself? No, I am sure we cannot expect to send son John to school to have him made over. It is our job. It is our job to give him standards, from the first, and to guide him as best we may in the way he should go. His resentment of school may make him surly or nervous. Again it is our job to inquire into conditions and see that Johnny is not drawing on his emotions rather than his good sense to gain sympathy. Up to a point, it is our job to teach him to accept the distasteful. Yes, a lot of things are our responsibility. HOLLYWOOD. — Today's jitterbugs can't agree on whom to credit for modern dances, hut their mothers and poppies knew, in their day, Dping.the Grizzly Bear, Die Texas Tommy and the B.unny Hug, they hoofed their tributes to the refining artistry of Irene and Vernon Castle. Dim4ng to ragtime ;i^irfed out awkwardly, and a protesting press and prudish public called it vulgar. Also, it was strenuous; Mrs. Castle says those earliest dances were tougher than the Charleston and, if possible, uglier. Just how they were done is one of. the things that will be shown in the next Astaire-Rogers picture, "The Castles," and Irene is out here to do the coaching. She's 45 years old now, and doesn't look it. Because her figure wasn't of the hourglass pattern, she started, the vogue for the streamlined silhouette, and hers is still that way. "I've never worn a corset," said Mrs. Castle. And it's easy to believe. Send Me! The Jim Europe Furore's Got Me The reason for the Castle's success was that they returned from a season in Paris just as a bitter controversy was being waged over the new and volent forms ,of dancing. They set about toning down the lurching acrobatics, and managed to add some grace and smoothness. From pulpits and editorial columns they were hailed as artists. A play broker and biggie in show business, Elizabeth Marbury,, set them up at "The Castles," an establishment where society women soon began to gather on afternoons. For 52, customers could have some orange pekoe and a wafer, and could watch the Castles. Then everybody would rush home and practice the new steps. In those days, reminisced Mrs.. Castle, most large restaurants and clubs hail two orchestras—a negro one for ragtime and a white one for tangos and older-fashioned dances. Jim Europe led the ragtime band at the Castles, and he and Fred Dabney wrote and played special numbers such as "The Custle Lame Duck," Hesitation Waltz," "The Castle Walk," "The Castle House Rag" uncl something titled "Castle Half and Half." When the band really got in the groove, as they say now, it was called "a Jim Europo furore." Today, of course, that would be a jam session. It just goes to show how little times have changed. They Used to C.lldc; Now They Collide The lust page of The Castles' program was full of cautions for dancers. They were not to wriggle the shoulders, shake the hips, twist the body or flounce the elbows. "Don't hop—glide instead," .said the instructions. "Avoid low, fantastic and acrobatic dips. Stand far enough away from each other to allow graceful and comfortable motion." Of course that was before a Big Apple a day began to keep osteopaths away. One of the prettiest dances of Hint day, if you don't remember, was the Maxine. The gentleman placed his right foot under the lady's bent left knee and tossed her into the air. This was quite a trick. With clothes as they were, even finding a lady's bent left knee must have been quite a trick. And as for tossing her, you can imagine the plight of the little guy with an oversized partner. There were very few couples, recalled Mrs. Castle suclly, who really could do, the Maxie, From Care-Free Feet to Cure-Worn DORS RKO's motion picture about the Castles will follow them from before their marriage to the end of their career as a dance team. Widowed, Mrs. Castle has danced only three times in the past 15 years, and those appearances were for Hie benefit of her current hobby, a dog refuge at Deerficld, 111., which usually houses at least 100 homeless pooches. The Castles appeared in quite a lot of silent movies between dancing engagements. The films usually were made in three weeks nnd cost about $6000. She has been trying to get prints of these old flickers, but the only one completely assembled is "The Whirl of Life," the first popular one. Besides being a style-setter in dancing and physical contours she pioneered bobbed hair, and a lot of kids were kicked out of boarding schools for cropping their curls. Mrs. Castle laughs about an editorial on the bobbing fad. It .said that, next thing we knew, women, the hussies, would be wearing pants! Cannonballs Grow On Trees in Texas WESLACO, Texas— (/I 1 ) —"Cannonballs" may become a crop down in the lower Rio Grande Valley. The valley experiment station has a young three known scientifically as "Couropita Guinanensis," which bears pods known as "cannonballs." The pods are the size and shape of old-fashioned cannonballs and they explode when ripe, to scatc'r seeds. "You've got too much iron j starting to grow . . I SOLD THE CAR FOR CASH!" A lot of people are looking for a good used car. They look in Hope Star Want'Ads first. Buy or sell through a Want-Ad in the HOPE STAR Just PHONE 768

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