The Evening Standard from Uniontown, Pennsylvania • Page 4

PAGE FOUR UNiONTQWN, NEWS STANDARD 0AIL? NEWS STANDARD (Established December 17, 1888.) 21-23 East Penn Street Uniontbwn, Pa. NEWSPAPER, INC, M. H. ORMSBY Publisher J. McDONALU Manager O'WEH, KTNEUY Entered at the Postoffice, Uniontown, as Second-Class Mail Matter.

DAILY--Established 1888. Published every afternoon except New Year's Decoration Day, Fourth of July, Labor Day, Armistice Day, Thanksgiving, Christmas and Surxlay. Twelve (12) cents per week by carrier, (56) cents per month, or $6.00 per year by mail or carrier. If paid in advance, $5.00 per year, by mail or earner. WEEKLY Established 3827.

Published every Thursday, at $1.50 per year, by mail or carrier. National Advertising Representatives, FRED C. KIMBALL, INC. New York--Philadelphia--Pittsburgh- Milwaukee--Chicago--Detroit. With GEORGE GRAY Gunning for news: gee, it's a swell day and I guess maybe I'll show the city editor what it takes to make a good reporter.

Boy, won't his face light up when I light back at the office with copy and plenty of it and bang it cut just like that. Yes sir, it's the kind of a morning that makes you want to burn up the world and I'm -going to do just that little thing. I'm due for a break anyway. Opportunity raps" at the door of the man prepared and here's one day opportunity isn't going to do any begging. Maybe there have been times when I didn't hear the rap, but 1 better skid across to the other side.

Just nonchalantly like, as though 1 suddenly remember a business engagement cr something. Wonder how I ever came to 'mention her as Emily Simpson, although the last names do sound Anyhow, they start with the same letter That's it. I always have difficulty with names opening The question of how long the people can carry the expenses of government that they voted on themselves in boom times is occupying the attention of practically all men in public life. Their interest has breathed new vitality into a question as old as organized government. Regardless of their studies, their interests, their observations, or their political leanings, they seem to reach about the same conclusion.

The trend of their common view has recently been strikingly illustrated. Speaking before the National Municipal League convention at Washington, September 19, Silas H. Strawn, former president of. the United States Chamber of Commerce, said: Taxes must be reduced because, to There's Mr. McDonald, the police chief, crossing Gallatin avenue, at Peter street, and maybe I'd better put the clamps on him first.

Of course he hasn't been to the station house yet, because he's just had his breakfast, but just the same, he should know what's going on. What a break. Chief McDonald explains that there was a robbery or so and a number of complaints, and that he was called out of bed in the middle of the night by a lady who wanted to know what the police used for husbands deposited at the front door of their homes in fighting moo.d. But as for news, well, there just isn't any, he says. I'll just chew real hard on this stcgie and make the end tip up slightly.

And. wrinkle up my brow as though I'm concentrating on something. Then cruise right along as though nothing has ever happened, because if I cross the street, 111 run square into somebody I don't want to. WHICH THURSDAY; SEPT. 29,1932 lome Burned, Duck Hollow Family Move To Masoatown But of course, that doesn't discourage me, for today's the day for a big tale to break and I know it's in the making somewhere.

I've got a hunch, that's all. I had it when I got up this morning. I've, had them before and they never failed. And besides, when you go looking for opportunities, they are just bound to meet you Let's see now. Where would be the most likely place to hit big news.

I've got to sort of plan a program of action. There should be plenty going on at the courthouse, but Bill Beckwith handles that department and there's no need tor me to butt in. Maybe the fire department rolled during the night, and maybe there's a tale up there that -would make folks sit up and take notice But still, I'd probably have heard about it before Maybe some new development at the C. C. office.

Yet, they had the farm tour yesterday and are probably still talking about it. And news about that is already in the paper. No use going up there this morning. The state police barracks. But things have been pretty quiet around here of late, and there isn't much of a chance they'd get warm on my account.

Besides, Bill Hanna threatens me with a fifth degree the next time he sees me. a hackneyed phrase, we have recr'ed the end of our financial rope. The people generally are rapidly coming to a realization that the cost of our government functions has reached a stage where it is impossible to raise sufficient revenue to meet it. In a speech made the same day before the Citizens' Budget Commission of New York, John W. Davis, whose campaign speecher 'when he the Democratic nominee for President al- vrays commanded the respect of the opposition, said: Throughout the entire country, the situation demands immediate and oras- tie action.

Existing conditions, unless speedily remedied, mean government, failure, big business failures, one-man failures. "Large fortunes will disappear and small incomes cease. Wages stop when; because of; over-taxation, factories can only operate at a Joss. The average citizen--the man of small resources--must know where he stands and what he faces. Property not sustain the ever-increasing drain.

Business, big or little, can not stand it. The man in the street must take seriously the truism that the power to tax is the power to confiscate. Ke must realize we are nearing--if in some cases we have not readied--the point where confiscation al- ready-nas begun. Speaking before a national convention of "the'Grain and Feed Dealers' Association, September 20, GoL Robert H. McGprmick, of said: The evil'talk of tax strikes is heard throughout the land, but far more serious than strikes is the growing inability of taxpayers to pay.

Strike or no strike, it is absolutely impossible to pay the taxes assessed Nothing can be more certain than that, if the present trend continues, the tax exactions will rise, year by year, until all private profits "will disappear. We are close to that point today. The governments, national, state and local, are taking a fourth of the income of the American people today, and about one-third ot the liuge total goes to Washington. These statements were made without political purpose or association. They are the views of men sincerely interested in taking away -some of the tax burden that is causing Why, hello there, Mr.

Riffle. How's the golf coming--or maybe going, now? And the school situation out in German township? You say folks are all agog about, that youngster who's been getting, unscrupulously, subscription and advertising fees for the school paper? Well, something should te done about that because I hear he's also working this city of ours. Main street certainly is beaming this morning Everybody's smiling as they go along and even the traffic men hand me a pleasant greeting, for some reason or other. It's a splendid das and maybe a cup of coffee would go pretty smooth right at the moment. Or maybe a lime-ade.

Or maybe a glass of water and a five cent stogie. That's it. stogie then I can assume an air of importance. For some reason or other a good stogie always braces you up mentally and stamps an equality sign on your face. Besides, you can smile or frown more studiously when you can bite down on the end of a stogie.

And be impressive. I've got it. An airplane crasn. Yes sir, that's my hunch beginning to lead me ia the right There hasn't one here in many a month and one's about due I'll just skin cut to Burgess Field and check up. Burgess Field.

It would be a nice drive, but-still, I haven't airplanes buzzing about during the past few hours andf after all, planes aren't crashing very much of late. Guess better just call the airport by telephone when I get a chance later EMIGRATION AT LOW MARK. STOCKHOLM, Sweden--(UP)-Swedish emigration during 1932 has set a low record for tlie past 70 years, according to the Central Bureau of The number emigrants was 2,971, while the immigrants amounted to 8,390, re- sulting hi an immigration surplus 5.419 persons, without comparison the highest figure ia the" history Swedish statistics. Mr. and Mrs.

Perry Umbel, whose home in puck Hollow was burned, to he ground last vwek, yesterday established their home in Masontowh where Mr. Umbel, in the future, vail be identified with a dairy company. Following destruction of their residence the Um- stayed with i-Ii'. and Mrs. jVilliam Frasee, Beeson this city, until yesterday.

The family numbers, aside from Mr. and Mrs. Umbel, their daughters, Alfercda, Lorraine, Kay, Wade, Lloyd and Dale. Miss Alfreeda, member of the sales- of-the New Fair store, plans to remain in this city. She vail make her home with Mr.

and Mrs. George Gallatin, Summit avenue. Vaughn Bailey At Lumber Convention In The West Mrs. C. Bailey, of Derrick is spending several days of this, week in visiting-Mr.

and Mrs. and family who.will.be remembered as former local residents. Accompanying Mrs. Bailey to the "Ohio- city was a son, Vaughn, "who continued his -journey further West in order to attend a lumbermen's convention. He is identified the Marquette-Bailey Lumber company, Fayette "Title, and Trust; Vv Mrs.

Dale Carroll Visiting School Friend in York Dale Carroll, associated with the ex-r ecutive force of the West Perm Power company in this city, will resume" his duties this morning after a week's ya- cation spent in New York He 7 was accompanied East by Mrs. Carroll, the former Ellen Whyel, whcr plans to continue her visit for an week or ten days. She will be the giiest during that tune," of John formerly Miss Mary Johnson, of Pittsburgh, who was a of her wedding party and a former school friend. Who's that coming down-the street, just above building. Looks like Emily Springer and maybe I'd Holy blazes, it's a half hour past my reporting-in time and I haven't a line.

And the city having told him. to get ready for an avalanche, I'm going to" be in a bad way. .1 know. I'll crawl in the meekly and complain about a headache. Or about being up all night with the son That may go over.

A better idea maybe, would be to tear in the old workshop all-net up and mad and rave about a big story somebody wouldn't -break for Or perhaps get excited, over some rumors or something, just to show him I've been on fee And- then have him ask r-me, sprta sarcastic like, if sleep. G.MONTGOMERY ment and crushing the strength of the employed. economic There is something rather significant about the Japanese government's recent action in appropriating $40,000,000 to feed hungry Japanese peasants. It indicates that the nation is In the grips of an economic depression which may eventually have a 'direct effect on the present military adventure in Manchuria and China. Wars are expensive things to support.

Even, a completely victorious war, like the present one, in which your army records nothing but a series of triumphs, can cost a frightful amount of money. And glory won on the battlefield is r.ot very comforting for the fanner or factory hand who can't get enough to A I Sept. 29 Tbrce chilly, Weakly indifferent warehouse-like buildings, housing great dress-making salons, are surprising of life sparkle inside. beyond the portals, I want to leap from my wheel chair and toss an exotic tango. A stiff shot of brandy is not more stimulating.

There is studied enchantment In tne glitter of mirrors and sharp-angled chromium, deep vaulted rooms carpeted in phish, sedate gray uniforms of saleswomen, the shrill, ol page giris crying "Madame Jeannette," "Madame Vera!" and the slinky glide of the eat. So- Japan sets aside $40.000,000 for the hungry and an observer can only if this domestic situation may not, sooner or later, require as much or the' Japanese governments attention as conquest on the mainland. Well, anyhow, in trying to make peace between Paraguay and Bolivia the league of nations is not likely to do any harm. expertly coiffed man- nikins. "What a great place," I sighted as they slid sinuously across my path, "i one scrupled to pick up a wench." No precisely in those words, but some- think like.

This year the waist-line has geen lowered and Milady's shoulders have been widened. The color is brown. Fatou was showing his winter collection and, after a swing of the couturer- I ies. ire wound up there. great Jean that bas been demonstrated by "the Insoll debacle is that mere ingenuity in issuing and juggling securities won't serve the purpose of real money.

MAT INVESTIGATE CONDITIONS. PHILADELPHIA State authorities bare been asked to investigate flood and sanitary conditions along tie FrafctoTd creek in the northeastern section of the city. SHcfeer The Jog's prcscl is 10 years and ihe mans 230 is 30. years ago fhci: respective ages were 5 aai 25. Re- thai jHc pusk Gar to'tfae (kg," is the five Umes as old.

occe passed through the room a symphony in autumnal brown, from boots to starched, chocolate collar. Indeed, not so much a symphony as a production. A true ladies' man, Patou As the beauties pirouetted in the sort of frocks Lois Long describes as "mafc- tco. How the twists of life squcess us out! It may disgust vintners and brew- masters, biit I think the most definitely satisfying drini: ol lill France is the sparkiing hydrant water" of Paris. It Is almost grittily hard, but amazingly cool from the tap and refreshing! Contrary to the general opinion, all Frenchmen do not drink Eviau or the hundred and one varieties of bottled table water.

Nor do they always wash down food with wine. Six times out of ten in restaurants you will hear them call for i'eau naturelle. BJEGIN HERE.TODAY STAN BALL, an agent for cattle Interests, faces ASPER DELO in his office. Asper Is accused ol Jdlllncr men sent to cheek his timbering: activities at Three Rivers. Ball announces he' snaking a personal check'.

Delo he- Trill personally zee that fee does not make the check. Xiearlng: the office, Stan girl front kidnapers. She proves to he DONA DELO, Asper's danyh- ter. When Stan learns her name lie tells her he fa BLACK and slips array. DUDLEY WINTERS, In lore xvltk Dona, agrees to BO to Three Blvers and brine, Asper back.

Dona goes' with him and at a eh place, on the way.JJnd- ley plan of marriafpc to Dona, hoping trill take thli Clan of, srettlBEr Axper Delo to return. She agrees but Trhen BaH, on. his -way to Three B-Ivers, steps out of the night and kisses her. At Three they meet timber and he he IB ready. to kill Brill, that Ball znot a ranger.

Dona decides to ride in the hunt for Ball. She catches bad Ahorse and has 'to try to ride him to keep up her pride. Dona rides the roan. StTcra-In tells her she must not ride a grnard ns Ball Is killer and is at large. NOW GO OH WITH THE STORY CHAPTER IS and Malloy rode around the Few male visitors to Paris fail to visit the famed haberdashery at rue de Rivoli and rue de Castigllone.

As I stepped out of it today, after, as usuaJ, buying far more than I desired or could atlord, I stood looking doubtless as confused as the sidewalk's mosiac curlicues under my feet. I was Jerked out of my bewilderment by Watterson Rothacker, calling from a kitten-powered taxi: little Stilka trouble, eh! reading! That's mind Paris, like ail France, has no speed laws inside its historic gates. But a new law bans motorists, flying through the city from midnight until dawn, from disturbing sleepers with honking horns. Instead or honSs, they must, when approaching crossings, flasr? head lights as warnings. Everywhere Americans dine they may almost be certain to see the fiercely bewhiskered American sculptor.

Jo Davidson. As omnipresent in Paris as Jules Glesner in New York, he appears to ing beasts out of men," a grande dame' come out of the woodwork. Davidson called, or rather chirped names. Fanciful, such as Aphrodite. Charley, Byzance and Javotte.

Pen maids circulated- with tea carts of creine de menthe, curaco, kuramel. oo, la. Free, too-- When I first started coming to Paris with, my wife, 15 I used to think the most beautiful lady in all the town was the" head saleswoman at Pa- tou's In rue Florentine. I saw her today for the first time in 12 years. Time has wreaked its conscienceless ravage.

Whai once appeared to be a delightful beauty spot was just another mole. The sheen of russet-red hair had become a dull and straggly Indifferent gray andean erect carriage curved into a middle- aged I wondered, providing she is a paunchy cavalier, whose aphorisms are said to cut, to the quick bat who just as often exudes a fine burst of engaging warmth. somehow, mentally tag him: Jo Anderson, my Jo. This evening he was at Le Crernaillere with the lacquered Luza, Harper's Bazaar axtist. swinging his stick and puHing strongly at his cigar.

I have the al- iincatty but entirely cheerful conviction that, great artirt he may be, he is somewhat thrr poseur. As who isn't these days? 2 i remembered me from those days, her with a pocket fla itibiights at my changed pr sHates. I've never prowled around that gloomy treasure trove of high art--The Loxivrc. But, like the Maine farmer going down to Bangor on a drunk, and "Gosh, how I dread Itr 1 must mafce the plunge. To the Oifgust of my wife I've been wondering if I can, equipped ish light, do it on roll- corrals and when they were well out of sight of the main buildings above them the cowboy swerved to the left They doubled back, following a wash that hid them from the camp.

They were climbing out of "the wash, when, a rider galloped from the timber and descended upon them amid a rattling shower rocks. The rider was Swergin and he angry. "You take this girl back to camp," he shouted. "Ill ride along to see that you do it. You better not try any more sneaking tricks on me!" Malloy sat his horse and an amused grin pulled at the corners of his wide month.

He looted at Dona for acceptance or refusal and It was plain.that what she wanted would be done. For a moment she considered. Her rapid appraisal of Swergin told her that he would not be denied without a fight Malloy, she knew, would not sidestep any action the timber boss might start --even to gun play. "With a smile she motioned to her escort that they would go back. They rode In silence to the camp where Swergin ordered their horses put away.

Dona made no protest and she felt Malloy's eyes on her BS he dismounted. She was not yet ready to put-Swergin. in his place, Dudley was at the corral and It was plain that he was angry. had better horse saddled and had been asHng questions of'the corral boy. An accusing light Ir.lo eyes.

io Pass he satd. jStJDLEY sat on the porch with Dona for half an hour. Then he went down to the corrals. He was eager to learn all tie could and to get more practice at riding. JDbna watched him idly.

Her mind was busy with many thoughts. man up halted and Dona membered'hlnf as one of the -posse. "Is my father, Mr. Delo. with your men?" she called.

The man shook hJs head. "He didn't go out with us. I'm'Ib61iIng: Have you r'Been'hfm? 11 that 3 the timber --boss had be'en 'at the" corrals and the' man rode on. By this time Dudley had a horse saddled and bad Dona -watched him ride around the corral "and down the slope. She Dudley was game all right.

and eager to show her he her equal. Then a disturbing thought crept Into her mini Had her fa- ther decided to ride the Pass trail? Her own decision, by Swergin's warning, made her al-. most sure that he had. And he-had gone alone. That wjis very thing he had wanted to do, to meet Ball single-handed and have it out The' thought so npset her that she left the porch and headed for the corrals.

She did not find Malloy or Siser- gin there but she saw the rider had halted at the porch. Ke turning his horse loose and dragging a saddle to the' fence. She waited iintil he had then en- tered the corral. Certainly that her father was danger made her hurry. She caught the roan without trouble and swung the heavy saddle to his hack.

He seemed to have accepted iher as master and did cot fight when she mounted. Dona rode straight across the clearing In the -direction in wnicb Malloy had- Indicated that Pass Creek lay. Seeing a man warning at a pile of logs, she baited to ask directions. He straightened aid' looked at her curiously. He Spanish and deliberate in Ms speech.

"Up to the red rim, then a mile along the rim and you hit the trail," pointed a sua-tiarkened arm toward the upper slopes. As an afterthought he added, "One rider went that "way half hour ago." "Was he a big man on gray "You Bcrc going lo aorse?" Dona asked. "Trying to ditch me" rj he asked. His voice wcs level. "No, Dud, but I wanted to take a real ride." Dona was truly sorry.

'Tin going to ride out after you every time you leave camp. Maybe III make a good target but I refuse to- ba treated like a 10-year-old," Dudley said testily. "It Is foolish, for you to ride out alone or with any of the men," Dona protested. "You've never been in the mountains and youVe never ridden cr used a rifle. This man.

Ball, Is bad and he is desperate." Sho laid a hand on his arm. "You should see Dud, that I am at homo in this country and as able as a man to take care of myself." caught her hand and to be a rotter, Dona, but you have At the edge of the clearing sur- me at a disadvantage. It isn't fair, What chance have I to be a man In eyes unless I get out with the others and share the danger? I can't lie around camp." He captured her other Dona met bis ardent gaze and did not try to free herself. For a long minute they looked Into each other's ejes and Dona feJt the old tbrill beginning to lay of her heart She felt the same fear, too, that would uot let her be swept away by Dudley's eager glance. Swergta's voice rose from the corral where he was talking to Malloy.

"Anybody that Is fool enough to ride up the Pass Creek trail get a bullet from the bcshes! That's where Gillete got it" An accusing light came Into Dudley's eyes. "You were going to ride to Pass Creet," he Bald, Jerking Dona a litttehi ais impatience. nodded. was foolisb, I guess, but It didn't seem so dangerous to me." Tno next time yon ride go with ycfl," he stated flatly. A SPER DELO did not ride xvitli side a pile of logs.

A man was working with BTI ax beside the pile. Asper hailed him. Can yon tell me where to hit the trail to Pass Creek?" he demanded. The man straightened and looked Asper over. It was plain that be did not recognize his employer.

"Up to the red rim." The man pointed to wlrere a rim of red rocks broke out of the timber 'above, "Then a try began to grow rough. Great rocks rose out of the growth of aspens that had been left standing by the timber cuttere. Asper grunted as he noted that all of the pine had been cnt clean except for second growth and young stuff. The drag Knes bad wrought bavoe with tho country and it was eroding badJy. Swergin was a bit too much of a close cutter, Asper observed, but he was able to handle the forest officials.

As he rode along the Tim he was able to stay under cover fairly well. He proceeded.with more caution as be got deeper Into the broken country. Brush and offered excellent hideouts and he knew he was at a disadvantage should Ball Tie man nodded and tried tfce edge of his ax blade on his tiumb, then returned to ils chopping. Dona put the roan to a gallop end headed toward the red rim. She was sure now that ier father bad ridden straight Into locality faced her shout looked the He Sf.t out.

by liini- jbe Jyir.g In hiding wJiere he had to tieop into her eyes. "I iself with his rifle across his saddle, where Ball was hiding. She did not pause to consider the danger into which she might be riding. She was sure Asper would ride slowly and that she could overtake him. Her plan was simple.

She would catch up wltli him and he would return to camp rather than risk danger to her. Sbe was so taken with this plan that she promised herself she would ride with every day. That would be snre te keep him Out of dangerous territory. The trail became more broken and she entered rough country. Finally she reached the end'ol the rim and swung to the left dowE into the narrow canyon.

She had net rid-: den a quarter of a mile down this trail until she realized that it was extremely dangerous for a hunter to follow. A man could bide above the trail on either side. He could cache his-horse in the thick growth and waylay anyone who came past She -pictured Gillete riding down tfcat trail and being ambushed. In den fear for her father Dona abandoned cover and rode at 'gallop. (To Be Continued).