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- PAGE FOUR fH ALftANT DEMOCRAT-HERALD, ALBANY OREGON FRIDAY, MAY 8, 1936 'WHEE! LOOK WHAT I" WON!' the last few years have brought BEHIND THE SCENES IN WASHINGTON Meieel at AUwni,, Omon, poetoKiee aa , imalM buIL Member United Pieat u4 KEA lm Bervloe. EaUbliitxd UU. -BY RODNEY DUTCHER- ears to what she heard about herself and her attachment to him. She met embarrassments with calm dignity. She was doing it for Dix. She would show them that her faith was not displaced. Dix loved her and he would make good for her sake. For his own primarily, she knew in her heart, but wasn't that the way with men since time began? She saw no flaw in him, no mistakes in her own feeling for him. 'She was not the first woman in ".-'' V. , f j speech and "description" of it delivery. This said it was a "sensational" speech, told how Dickinson emphasized certain points "with studied deliberation," and declared he had exhibited cansiof dog food to the Senate, :' As a matter of fact, Dickirlson displayed no dog food and had to explain that he had it in his office. All this was another example of the Republican national committee's foozled publicity, which is rapidly becoming notorious causing the strategists behind the Governor Landon candidacy to tear their hair. It gave newspaper correspondents a chance to write funny stories and Democratic senators a chance to take a lot of the edge off the Dickinson speech. a THIS calls to mind the rumof that Prof. Asher Hobson, one of the Republican national committee's new "brain trusters," inspired the Dickinson manuscript. Until recently Hobson was connected with the Department of Agriculture and the new AAA soil conservation program. His colleagues regarded him as rather a New Dealer. There are certain dangers in attaching a "brain trust" to a political organization and the Republican committee has been having trouble with one or two of it brain trusters, whose ideas at o. solution of national problems are so logical as to be more radical than New Deal panaceas. The Democratic national c6m-mittee, perhaps on the theory that brains and politics don't mix, won't allow a brain truster within half a mile of it, although the administration itself is full of them. tCopyriBllt. 1936. NKA Service, inc.! BY RODNEY DLTCHER IV E A Hervlea (Hal! CnrreapandeMt ryASHINGTON The size of the audience which listened to the "canned dog food" speech of Senator L. J. Dickinson (Rep., Ia.), fluctuating as it did between a low point of one senator and a high water mark of five senators, might be taken as an approximate measure of the enthusiasm in Washington over the senator's candidacy for the presidency. Failure of the speech to make an effective issue, and certain aspects of it which incited to laughter, provided an example of the sort of thing which confines the Dickinson support to tiny fragments of the Republican party. Few who sat through the senator's long and dreary keynote speech at the Chicago convention four years ago have ever quite forgiven him. It is at least a ten-. able theory that Dickinson's aspirations for the presidency were settled then and there. But "Hell Roaring Dick," as he is called, had a secret conference with Herbert Hoover a few weeks ago and all who talked with him thereafter noticed a new gleam in his eye. They gathered the distinct impression that, second only to Mr. Hoover, Senator Dickinson was Mr. Hoover's candidate for the Republican nomination, a a WHEN Dickinson rose to tell the " world that 20,000,000 cans of dog food were being consumed by human beings, everyone felt that this was his first big blast in a plunge for the presidency. Publicity sheets from western headquarters of the Republican national committee were distributed in advance with text of the sic; 7:45, Oregonians and Their Hobbies; 8, The Oregon State Sys tem of Higher Education Lucy M. Lewis, director of Libraries; 8:15. We Write a Story; 8:30, Music; 9-9:15, United Press News. Saturday, May 9 9:00 a. m., The Story Hour; 3:30, The Half Hour in Good Taste "Reading for All Tastes"; 10:00, music; 10:15, Guarding Your Health; 10:30, The Junior Matinee; 11:30, The International Scene: 11:45, music; 12:00, Noon Farm Hour 12:05, United Press news; 12:15, Agricultural Engineering Students; 12:40, market and corp reports and weather forecast. 1:00 p. m., music; 1:15, The World Book Man; 1:45, music; 2:00, The British Isles Travelogue; 2:15, music; 2:30, Romance Under the Water; 2:45, music; 3:00, You and Your Radio; 3:15, music; 3:45. The Monitor Views the News; 4:00, Musical Stories; 4:30, Stories for Boys and Girls. . 5:00 p. m., On the Campuses; 5:30, music; 5:45, What the Educators are doing; 6:00, The Dinner Concert; 6:30, Evening Farm Hour 6:30, new publications; 6:45, market and crop reports and FOR- Hollywood to use her power to nelp a talented man. She was glad that she had been able to get a small part for the little extra who had told her about Dix. But time went on and Dix was getting nowhere. He came to her, at last, and told her he was going back to extra work. "I don't want you to do that, darling. If it were a part even a small one it would be worth something, but, as an extra, your face will get to be known by the directors and you won't get out of that rut." Then, very casually, "If you need money until something comes along I could loan you some. He kissed her hands. "I don't need money, honey. Only I'm getting tired of waiting around. If something doesn't break, I think I'll go back to New York and try radio." 'Oh, no, you can't go back to New York!" How could she let him go? , You ve been wonderful, drag ging me out to show, but I don't seem to get over. The one man I want to meet is Basil Thome. He's the only one making musi cals worth trying for." Linda didn t say anything then. "I've been trying to meet him, but he's inaccessible." He waited for a moment. "You know him. don't you?" "Yes, she said shortly. But I m afraid I can't do anything for you there." Dix sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. Wisely he said nothing for a few minutes that seemed like hours. "Look here, couldn't you just ask him in for a cocktail for me?" 1 'Fraid not." Linda didn't look at him while she lit her cigarct. But when he had gone she picked up the telephone book the little private one in which she had jotted down Thome's number the night she had gone to dine with him. She found the number and, hoping he would not be in, dialed it. 'Hello," she- said. "I think I've punished you long enough. Would you still like to see me?" (To Be Continued) KOAC Radio Program Friday; May 8'-5 p. m. On the Campuses: 5:30, Music; 5:45, The Vespers Led by Rev. D. Vincent Gray; 6, The Dinner Concert; 6:15, What Trust Companies Do. 6:30, Evening Farm Hour 6:30, Plant Pathology; 6:45, Market ond crop reports and weather forecast; 7, Agricultural Ec onomic; 7:15, O. I. McWhorter Thinning Fruit Trees "; 7:30. Mil- -VOTE FOLLY and FAREWELL script of a picture bought for Lilli Lethe, and the book rights had not been cleared up. When she wasn't seeing Dix, Linda was usually on a buying spree. She bought heavenly clothes. She had a sable scarf, a silver fox, a tiny coat of ermine. Then, in a frenzy of happiness, she had her apartment redecorated by Markell, Hollywood's most expensive decorator. She had her hair cut in Victorian bangs. She did everything she could think of to make her outward self over into something she had never been because her inward self was so happy. Dix's footfall on the floor before ho opened tho door. His voice, breaking into song unexpectedly. His sudden laugh. A By Marie Blizard m:;i iiiiiti: today LINDA HOI! UN K, 20 y. nrs olil, 'l-ctly, Ik li.ft utmost i.ihiI1iii by hr Hmlili-11 lU-rtth of licr filling. I'KTBIt IIAUI'I.i:it, NVu-HimiiiT rr-iiuriiT, hpia Iiit k1 a Ji.b wrll- iik Kiti-loty newft. l.lmla Ih In lnvr with nix CAKTlCIt, I. ut ho ahroail to miuly hIiikImk. WIh-ii Iff nskH hor to murry lilm ho jlKrtTH, hut lnnlmnon tin- wiMliHhtf. IIDNKY IIAH.M1IN, Mini Blur, onipH to Newtown, innltliiK: iv "ut-onal uin'arain-o" lour, lvi,-r koi'M to Honal iipiteaniiHV lour, Sim bityn a riiurlo written by . I.luilit. Utter Imla KoeH to Hollywood ami, ,y ex- IM'eHMllIK Itli-ttH tlml lire tvullv I'el- it'h, aiMiiilreH a reioiinitoii for helun Mbh' to illMeover new .sturN. Soon Hilt' Ih n i-elebrlty. At a imrly Klven by Money Mur ium!. I.lntla liieetH ll.VSIt, 'I'MOItMO. Ilreelor. A 1 1 ra. t .1 hy hlni at I'lisl. he later avohlH him. I'Youi an extra irlrl. I.lntla henr that His I'ltrler Ih In II. illvw. 1.1,1, she n.skH hint to eoiue to ee her. VOW (ill (l WITH TNT. STIHtV chaptb:r xv Linda " said. "Tell me about i yourself." She sat down, but not i t her desk because .lie didn't ' want him to think of her as an executive when he was an extra. ' She had been a little aTraid that ' somehow lie would look like thusi eager, too smartly and not well- enough dressed young men who weather foreeest; 7:30, music; 7:45, Science News of the Week; 8:00, Music of the Masters; 9:00-9:15, United Press news. " Heads, another cup of Schilling. Tails, I'll catch the 8:15. I hope it's heads.". Give your coffee pot a chance to do its delicious best. Give it the coffee it was intended to have the Schilling Coffee specially prepared for it. There are two kinds. One for drip. One for percolator. . Schilling Coffee ft ,-..' .;. '';: 12 upon us. This point was admirably brought out recently by Msgr, Michael J. Ready of Washington-assistant general secretary of the National Catholic Welfare Confer ence, in a speech in Cleveland. Msgr. Ready's argument was simple and direct. The country, he said, simply cannot and will not put up forever with unemployment, hunger, injustice, and greed. If the ordinary, Cod-fearing citizen fails to make an effective protest gainst these things through his church, his civic groups, his use of the ballot, or whatnot someone else is go ing to. If that someone else turns out to be a bushy-haired individual with an idea that all our ills will be solved if we confiscate all bunk accounts larger than $75, the or dinary citizen has only himself to blame. "In a word," says Msgr. Ready, we must hunger and thirst after justice to save the soul of society. For, I say boldly, the preservation of Christian society depends upon our courage in making it really Christian. Do we wish to tuke the leader ship In this task of reconstruction and perfect a society on the specifications of Christian social teaching, or shall we leave the task to crock-pot reformers?" Stupid and selfish as we often seem to be, the number of intelligent and level-headed citizens, nevertheless, Is greater than the number of those who can be taken in by the honeyed words ot the panacea salesman. If some ism or other finally does overwhelm the country, it will be simply because the great mass of tho people waited too long before letting thoir hearts and their consciences drive their brains to the task of putting tho national house in order. Anent its editorial discussion of sea-gulls the Oregonian apprises one of Its correspondents that one man's guess is as good as another's as to why there are few gulls in Hawaii or the south seas. Our guess is that, since seagulls ore scavengers and depend upon dead fish for a livelihood, they have been crowded nut of the islands by the beachcombers.-"." Attention candidates. A local butcher offers a supply of backbone ut attractive prices. If the G-men aren't careful Ihey will work themselves out of a job. Sc i o Seniors ro Give Ploy Tonight Scio. (Special) A faithful little sister gels the mairof her heart in the Scio high senior class play, becond Story Peggy, to be pre sented at ZCJB hall in Scio Friday evening. May 8. The cast follows: Hilly Duiiind, Donald MavDonakl; Peggy Henderson, Nurciie Sims; Mrs. Delim-cey, Arlene Darby: Murphy, Charles Gentry; Dexter. Charles Wheeler; Daisy, Sylvia Frederick; Helen Henderson, Opal Long; Kenneth Sterling, F.hnan Smith. lmj ui hu aa i iiM i S . ft I I I f blUKIbb I IN STAMPS -f By I. "S. Klein Leader in Exile A: pRANClSCO DE PAULA SANTA NDKR, groat revolutionary patriot of Colombia, had fought under Simon Dolivnr, "Liberator of South America," for independ ence from Spain. Ho had become vice president, and actual governor, of the newly lormed Republic of Colombia when, after one of Bolivar's frequent expeditions, a plot against the liberator's life was discovered. Snntander was accused of complicity and sentenced to death. Later, the sentence commuted to banishment, Santander traveled in Europe. In 1832. the Republic of New Granada was formed, and Santnnder was recalled to fill the presidency ot that infant govern ment. For four years, he directed the progress of his country, and encouraged- public education, science, and art. After his presidency, he was elected to the national congress . for two terms, and died May 5. 1840. at the age of only 48. Hu portrait apiira L . . J of ColombiiUaOnc ia Miuwn ncr ICoi right. lv.lt. m;. Service IS') Democrat -llei alii ral-lleialil UVmt Ads. Iliillg Iten.Q Editor and PublUhera W. L. Jackeon and R. R. Cronlee. SUBSCRIPTION RATES ' ' ' DELIVERED BY CARRIER On., rear, la advance 16.60 ill aeontba. In advaaea 2.76 Oat asonth. In advanea 60 BY MAIL LhH, Beatoa. Marion, Lane and Lincoln counties. One year, la advanea 18.00 Six aiontru. In advanea 2.26 Three montha. In advance .......... 1.26 On month. In advance .6" Br Mall Eleewbere-ta U. S. A. Onf year, In advanea 16.00 Six awntka, la advance 2.76 Ona' aoonth. In advance 60 Per copy, on trahu and newnundr ; . .06 In orderinn changes of addreei lubecrir ra ehmild aWara etve old a well u ne'e Pobluvbed Dallr. Except. Sunday The Demoerat-Iterald Publishing Co.. lie. 1 Independent Afternoon Newipaper addraw. M. a Mocnwen Co., National Adver- tietns Repreeentatlvee. EACH DAY MOTHER'S DAY Mother's Day is going to be upon us one of these Sundays, and if the past is any guide to the future the occasion will bo marked by a great deal of useless gush. It seems to be a habit of ours to work ourselves up to a . perfect lather of sentimentality about something one day in the year, and then to ignore it for the other 364 days. Not that the sentiment isn't very pleasant and touching. There is something hearUwarming about the custom of setting aside one day to let Moth- know that she is loved and' appreciated. The flowers, the little gifts, the extra attentions that appear "on Mother's Day come from tho heart, and it's' good for us to give them. But why, oh, why, must we try to pack, It all into one day? Why can't we carry over a little of this sentiment for use the rost of the year? '"' In 'the first place, Mother isn't just the gray-haired old lady' of the Mother's Day "pictures. Silo's a lot of people, some of them old and some of them young, some of them rich and some of them poor. She's the girl at the spindle in the textile mill ' and. the woman back of the department store counter, the dining-room waitress and the telephone girl," llio "farmer's wife' and the woman on relief. Being all these people, and more besides, she has a few. common wants. tliat are in evidence every day in the year. Sho wants a de-cont measure, of economic security and a chance to look' forward to old age without undue fear. She wants things for her children a comfortable home, a good schooling, a chance to grow through a happy childhood to useful manhood and womanhood. She wants a world that will stay put without dissolving, every sd often, Into the chaos of war or economic breakdown. Are we doing a tenth part of what we could do, day in and day out to provide those things for her? We ignore the old-iie pension movement so scandalously thnt it falls into the hands of brainless ond irresponsible cranks and quacks. We put into one squndlon of cruisers' more money than we have spent bn slum clearance since our nation ;was founded, We find' hundreds of millions for our army and cut down on the school and play-ground budget. We let children waste and die from diseases that our science could prevent, and we do next to nothing to 'abolish vjar from the world.' ' And if you don't mind hard-boiled language every time we do these things, of eonsunt to the doing of them through our laziness or stupidity', wo kick Mother right in the teeth. Mother's Day is u fine institution. We colild approach it with a cicaror conscience If wo did just a little more for Molhor on the other 304 days. - ITS IIP TO US Whatever else the last few years may have been, they certainly have constituted a great field day for the royal order of crackpots, It Is doubtful it this country ever before taw such a hugo number of panaceas arid isms being advocated at one time; You can look over the field and take your choice. If you can't find at least one booth that offers the wares you like, you are at liberty to gd out and set up one of your own. Now the spectacle of all those panacea salesmen crawling out from under planks and urging us to save our country by doing this, that, or the other unusual and pe culiar thing, is disturbing to a great number' of sensible citizens But what these sensible citizens usually overlook is the fact that they themselves have cleared the road for the procession of crack pots, by failing to make an effee live protest against the ills which R.M.RUSSELL Candidate for Republican Nomination for County Clerk Experienced in Probate and Circuit Court procedure. Graduate of Business College,' including "Bookkeeping and Stenography. My nomination and election will insure continued operation "of the office at lowest possible cost, Courtesy, Efficiency and Service is my motto. Paid advertisement by R. M. Russell fluttered about her in the studio. neither uf them knew at all. She needn't, have worried about' Saturday night, in a little white Dix. He looked no different to! chiffon rag splashed, with brili her after these two years than ! Hants that shoe like the match-he had the June night he hadi"U! sl:i's in her dark hair (it had k-rt, asking her to wait fur him. 'cost $300) Linda danced in Dix's He didn't look any older, or in,''ums. Dancing every dance at the least shabby. ' He wore his the Maylair dance at the COconut tweeds with the same casual Grove. Driving back, they parked quick gesture as he turned head. The ever-new thrill of 1 ins head. The ever-new thrill of hav ing him 'kiss her, fold his arms nKn.. I-.,,.. ThnM tumen tightly about her. These were the things that made her feel alive, taught her to be exultant, and sweetened her nights with dreams. She forgot everything in the oast. She had never had any one to pour out her love upon be fore, she told herself. Fete.' no. Pete had loved her. One gives and one receives. Pete wanted her to receive. - If that was what she wanted, she had it to its full measure. Dix liked to receive! He gave in gaiety and received with grace. He refused to accept Linda's help to get him a job. She loved him for it and added nobility to his vir- lures. But she. did try to help him. She took him everywhere. She gave parties, and invited stars, producers, directors, assistants-anyone she thought could help him. She made him sing. She made him study. She turned deaf ...means a means a 1936 nea Service, int ' know that she was there. Or that, If he had known it, he hadn't telephoned for fear she would think he wanted help. . "About three' months. Ran into Charley Sage. - Remember Charley?" Linda did remember Charley. "Ho told me you were a big shot. I wanted to see you, Linda. I wanted to terribly, but 1 felt that. . .'.well I had( no right to." - . "Hut you did have, Dix." :Tluit was all Linda said. . , i . That nielit thev dined 'af her apartment. That night they rode I nut in r.inda's mi. ririvine nvprii the road toward Sail BcinardinW i. . ,i ,7 where the moon shono through,' (lie trees and the heady scent of the orange groves bordering the road was intoxicating in the dampness, and the smooth ribbon of road was skimmed as though they were without motion. "Sing to me," she said, slip- pmg further down in the seat be side him where her nose could touch the rough sleeve of his coat. They sang together, all the songs they had sung back in Newtown, popular songs played ut the dances they had gone to together, football songs they had boomed long ago, ond operatic arias tho Mars and Dix held er in nis ar,ms, wnispering tne things she haW waited so long to hear. They had dates and dates. They v'1'"1 everywhere and Linda had think up pleasant little lies to 'ell Dix how she had come by tickets. She suspected that he had " money and was unwilling to let him spend what little he had on her. She had plenty, and she luvoa mm. u lion nicy were niar- lied and Dix was famous, sho would give up her job. Meanwhile they must have fun. She remem bered, without bitterness, that brief time when her father had died and Dix had drawn himself away from her. Sho was determin ed that would not happen again. fortunately there was a let-up in .her work. The studio was an xious for Linda ' to write the fUEW .LOW PRICES APPLE BR'A H39 lMMMFOCa . yU .WC Kansas city mo 1 1 good cigarette grand whisky air of grandeur. His collar was low, lus hair a little longer, but she supposed that was what musi-' elans went in for. I haven't anv success siorv like you." Dix started. "Hut I've hail a grand lime. Rome, until i that got to be a bore, and then j London. For a while I thought I'd study for Hie Met but 1 had it 1 chance to do a musical' plav. Played second lead." " ' And then? Linda asked eiigerly, trying to reconstruct all that had happened to him in the lime thai she had dreamed of him, waking and sleeping, and had heard so little. He shrugged his shoulders. 'Show business Isn't very steadv. Our show closed after three months and 1 drifted. Sang for gramophone company, studied n bit and made a couple of Kng-llsh pictures." She whs so eager to help him, to finuY something to pin to. "Were the pictures fun? Did you sing inc leaning role"' "Not much," he answered her first question.- "And I didn't sing the load, as a matter of fact. An American doesn't in English pictures. inoso chappies are pretty loyal-to-their-own, and all that. 1 had some offers to do lead, but I don't think they know anything about making pictures. Hollywood is the only place to gel into Dir. time. . "How long have you been hore?'v Linda waited for the an swer, knowing that, if he said he had been inure for weeks, she wquld tell hoi-self Ih.Tt he didn't .- ... j You'll welcome Cohhs Creek miUHfss at you welcome tunny May day. Here's robust W proof whisky to smooth you can sip it. Not trace, of harshness, no rough edilcs. Like your cigarette, it's MILD as May. Yon II like Cohbs Creek. Try it.. Continent. Distilling Cwporitioo, rhiltdelpbiat. Pa, Cohhs Cred BLENDED W H I S KY ati'V a"' on vMf or mora od on ntmal imm 7focjf-.Vt S$i0VIl ENOUGH TQ &frf

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