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FOUR THE MORNING HERALD, HAGL'RSTOWN, MARYLAND. THURSDAY, JANUARY 13, 1938. Butablllhed 1178 Hubllthed «verv . morning •loept Sunday b> the . Herald P?l>lt«hln« Company, 26 Summit Av«nu«, liigerslawn. Maryland. Forelen Ropresehlatlves Burke. Kulpcrs and 11 a honey. Inc. NEW tfCRK CH1CAOO Graybar Building 203 N. Wabash 420 Lesinston Aye. Ave. ATLANTA, QA. 711 Glenn Bldg. Address all communications to The. Moraine Herald Editorial. Business or circulation Departments, not to Individuals. & E. PH1I.UPS. General llanaeer C. & P. Phone 104-105-106 fiame numbers reach all departments. Membc- Audit Bureau or Circulation SUBSCRIPTION KATES (All Subscription Hates Payable In Advance.) SinBlo Copy .....I .0! One 'Month 41 By Carrier 1.60 By Mail (Up to Fourth Zone) .. 4.60 Fourth. Firth and Sixth Zones 7.00 Seventh and Eighth Zones 8.00 slo Goes'-'Round and Around," "Organ Grinder Swing," "The Merry Go-Round Broke Down," and "Yes, We Have No Bananas" with the dolofulnesB of "Only 11 Bird In Glided Cage," "The Banquet In Misery Hall," or "In iho Baggage Coach Ahead!"—Christian Science Monitor. Unexpected Guests! Average Net Paid Circulation of Herald for November. 1017 S20! November, 1936 5202 Gain Entered at the postofflce at Ha- gerstovvn as 2nd class matter Dec. 12. 1886. •_• JUember' of The AMSoulaled Pres» The Associated Press is exclusively entitled to the use for publication of all news dispatches credited to It or n6t otherwise credited in this paper and-.'also to local news published, therein. All rights of re- publlcatiqn of sj-aclal dispatches are also reserved. Romance Of Law In a recent speech in London, Lord Maemillan said that in his _view no study could'be more interesting, more, fascinating, and more romantic than the law, and that he would like to see it taught in simple fashion in the schools. "Romantic" may strike many people as a surprising adjective to apply here. The subject is connected in the popular mind with crabbed Latin, and incomprehensible English; and its arcana held' to be buried fathoms deep in musty calfskin, into which only the stoutest heart, and strongest head, dare penetrate. It and its practitioners have come in for many a classic gibe; and the sophists and pedants who have exploited it for their own'unworthy ends have had more tlan their fair share of publicity throughout the ages. Yet, in fact, besides being almost the greatest practical instrument that man can wie"ld for his advancement, the law : has a tale to unfold warranted to slir the dullest imagination. It is the story of the struggles and achievements of. ordinary men; as distinct from those of exceptional men that largely make up the version o£ history taught in schools. If the former story lacks the purple patches and epic scenes of the latter, it reveals more completely than any other single body of evidence the conditions that governed life in the past. Romance apart, the study of legal history is an invaluable commentary, ' and has, therefore, a strong claim to be adapted to, and included in, the school curriculum; while the advantages to be gained by the future citizen from instruction in the law as it stands »re obvious. — Christian Science Monitor. •. The Salary List Because it has officially been made a matter of public rec- cord, the press of the country has been publishing long lists of persons receiving corporation salaries of more than $15,000 a year. This Information is compiled and made public by (ho Treasury in accordance with Section MS-d of the Revenue Act of 1934, As we pointed out in these columns a year ago, not n single useful purpose is served by this provision. It is an invasion of privacy. It foments envy and ill-will among neighbors. It satisfies only an idle and malicious curiosity, (t creates In effect, an official "sucker list" of which advantage is taken by all sorts of promoters and racketeers. Though the provision requiring publicity Is inserted In an Income tax law, It furnishes no additional Information whatever to the Revenue Bureau itself, which always demanded and received this information. The only argument for the Government's compiling and pub- ishing this list that is even plausible is that the stockholder has a right to know what compensation the officers of- his company are receiving. But he already has this under a regulation (I. T. 2645) giving any liona fide shareholder owning 1 per cent or more of the stock of R corporation the right to examine the tax return of that corporation upon request. The House, of Representatives, let it be said to its great credit, cast a two to one vote for the repeal TODAY'S TALK By GEORGE MATTHEW ADAMS Author of "You Can;" "Just Among Friends" of this provision last April. Let us hope that the Senate is now ready to follow suit. — New York Times. Manners "No, no," said Justice Van Devanter to a hectoring attorney in the Federal District Court, "you must not call out those questions in that tone of voice. You must treat the witness with courtesy- He is presumably a gentleman." This is a lesson from the horse and buggy days with which, by high* authority, Justice Van Devanter is said to be familiar. Nevertheless, it is a sound one much needed today. Its application does not lie merely in the Federal District Court, but extends to our whole raucous and bulldozing age. Perhaps Justice Van Devanter, now that his time Is comparatively free after his long service on the Supreme Court, might be Induced to sit at some of our Senatorial Investigations where every witness Songs We Know— And Knew Those carping critics who cavil at modern musical offerings of screen and radio must have short memories or be very, very young. Consider "September in the Rain,'' "In the Still of the Night," "Remember Me?" "Cherry Blossom Lane" and some of Ihe others, and then let thought drift back tw'en- ty or thirty years. . . . Song .topics seemed to fall Into definile classes ihen. Remember the Indian group: ".Rainbow," "Redwing," "My Pretty Little Klcka- poo,'; "Navajo, "Tippy Canoe," and "Hiawatha?" The craze for a cowboy motif In "Pony Boy," "My Ida Whia!" "Shy Ann from Cheyenne," "Prlde-of-the- Prairie .Mary," and "San Antonio?" The jungle tunes: "Under the Pamboo Tree," "Ahadaba Honeymoon,' and "Down in Jungletown?" And the sad, rural "sweetheart. gone-away" theme: "In the Shade of the Old Apple Tree," "When Ihe Harvest Days Arc Over, Jessie Dear," "When the Bees Are in the Hive," "Ain't Yon Coinln' Back to Old Now Hampshire, Molly?" and "You're as Welcome as the Flowers In May." Oh, yo«, today has Us absurd!- $£,;tlti> to ho sure. But compare even ridiculous humor ot "The Mu- is made to look n fool If not a rogue. His mere presence might civilize the proceedings. Perhaps he could serve most usefully as a moderator on the radio. At the peak of some denouncer's paroxysm, radical, royalist or what not, how like a healing balm a few The Lamp Lighters Way back in early Greek history they had their owr Eddie Guest. His name was Euripides. He was forevet cheering folks and trying to get them to think upon the actual things of life. He was a philosopher of the people. Here is one of his brief bits: "From small beginnings our misfortunes grow, And little rubs our feet do overthrow; A single day is able down to cast Some things from height, and others raise as fast." I have long looked upon the poets as Lamp Lighters, They put something bright before our eyes and we see ahead in better part. One of the most beloved poets of his time was Henry W. Longfellow. Children loved him. Big men loved him. Everybody loved him! And today that love still lingers—and always will — from generation to generation. Longfellow could well be .called the Universal Poet—because he touches the hearts of all. To me the greatest is the one who is most beloved—whose songs linger longest in the human heart. The death of Vachel Lindsay was a tragic affair. He was a true poet. He went around the country singing his poems and stopping at humble places and begging a place to eat and sleep in payment for the reading of some of the things he wrote. He would leave brief leaflets here and there that are now treasured by those who saw the light in that glorious soul. He went all over the country "preaching the gospel of beauty." I am glad to see Robert Frost honored while yet he lives. I have just finished reading a book of tributes to him by a score or so of those who recognize and appreciate this unusual and beloved poet. They had him at Ann Arbor for the University a few years ago—just to mingle with the students and inspire them. He did. I am sure he was a Lamp Lighter to scores who will never forget him. It would be a fine thing if every worthwhile poet could be given a job at every college in the land, there merely to mingle with the students and unfold the art of life and beauty to them. What gain in war could possibly replace the loss of but one Rupert: Brooke? pleasant yet cautionary from justice Van Devanter fall from the microphone. words would What Shall The Jobless Do? The report of the unemployment census taken in November, showing millions out of work, raises the question what shall these workless folks do? Wi/h nearly S.OOO,- 000 people thus jobless, and perhaps 3,000,000 more in the same condition, here is Ihe nation's greatest unsupplied -'want. The work seeker needs persistence. If be goes around a few days and then gets discouraged, his chances are not good. The people who settled this country did- not have any problem of finding work, but they had to keep trying through failure afler failure, before they could make a living with their poor tools and hick of machinery. Tho jobless person should do vote some part of every day to the search for work. Ho should study to make himself more desirable as a worker. What, many ot them need Is training In some school Ihnt would fit thorn to give some kind of service that Ifi needed. The Horoscope (Copyright, 1938, by the McClure Newspaper Syndicate) Thursday, January 13, 1938 Certain stars frown upon the Earth on ibis thirteenth day of the month, according to astrology. Extreme caution should bo exercised by busy men and women. The planetary government appears to favor those who hold places In the Sun. Heads of business and government affairs are under lucky stars which may encourage misguided optimism toward world perils. Mars is in menacing mood which may not be apparent lo many citizens of the United Stales. Rcsi- denlH of the Pacific Coast are to be interested in naval movements. This is not a favorable dale for starling anything and projects long considered may be prevented by untoward events. Discontent in Canada owing to tilt- high cost of living is prognosticated. The government may bo faced with diffcult issues. Legislation will thwart certain icl.ivlt.loa Hint bring big profits to iierehants and manufacturers, but there will lie new fortunes Sir nany Americans this year. Spocii- a.lion will ho profitable to certain nen connecled with big business. Women arc warned that words inrrylng fenr ot any sort should ho' ivoldcd. They should be especially thoughtful In rpoaklng in the presence of children. The young should ho taught lo ivolcl nny but constructive tdons. Tlllclsm and pessimism may be peculiarly poisonous this winter. Persons whose birthdate it is have the augury of a year of progress, but there may be disappointments and delays. Both men and women should abhor hatred and should cultivate the spirit of forgiveness. Children born en (his day probably will he energetic and industrious. Subjects of this sign succeed by hard work. Salmon P. Chase, jurist and statesman, was borl. on this day 1808. Others who have celebrated it. as a birthday include Horatio Alger, writer, 1834; William Copley Winslow, archaeologist, 1840. O'CONOR CALLS UPON ADVISORS Baltimore, Jan. 12, (A 1 ). .— Attorney General Herbert R. O'Conor issued a call today for his campaign committee to meet for the first lime on Friday and start the machinery of his fight for the Democratic gubernatorial nomination. One of the first jobs the committee will tackle i. that of select- Ing the strongest possible candidate to oppose Senator Mlllard K. Tydlngs' bid for reelection. Tyd- ngs is tentatively aligned with the forces of Mayor Howard W. Jackson, of Baltimore, who is opposing O'Conor. The first. English theater wan constructed at Shoreditch In 1676. Save the Middleman's Profit $15.00 CRANE'S CLOTHES 211 N. I'ntnmnc at. "Factory to You" Your FAMILY NAMES Their Origin and Meaning nfc^ The name Gardner is of Gaelic origin, derived from the words "gair," an outcry or alarm, and 'dill," a hill or fortress. The "er" eliding is said to denote the dwelling of a specified place. Gardner, then, signifies a dweller of a fortified place or of a hill or alarm. The Gardner family flourished for three centuries in Dorsetshire, Kng- and. and Ihe represenlalion of Ibis name in the American Colonies was 'nade in association with one ot the nosl famous, colonizafion move- nenls of the 1620's. Thomas Gardner, immigrant ancestor and progenilor of the Amer- can family, came to America as a member of the historic "Dorches- ,er Company" wilh Rev. John White ind others, in 1(524. He was*placed n leadership over Ihe pioneer en- .erprises and conlimied lo be prom- nent in the affairs of the commim- ly until his death in 1635. He came over in the "Charity" and irrlved at Cape Ann, Massachusetts. In 1626 he moved to Salem, Massachusetts. His son, Thomas, vho became a freeman in 16157. con- .inned his father's notable work n the colony. The following are only a few of he numerous bearers of this sur- lame W'ho figure promincnlly in America today: Archibald K., udge, Huron, Soulh Dakota; 'rank Duano, agronomist, State College, Pennsylvania; Dr. Leroy Ipson. director of Saranac Labra- ory for the study o' tuberculosis ince 1927; Obadiah, U. S. Senator rom Maine. The arms shown above are scribed lo John Charles Fremont vho was horn in Nantuckel, Massachusetts. January 31, 1S56 and who 8 descended from the Thomas !ardner aforementioned. Watch thil column dally Tor the names, coats-of-arnia or other InslR- nta or your direct ancestors who during thi past hundred yearn have probably hart alrtcen different name* Tomorrow—BUTLER Contrary to popular belief, the etters S. 0. S., used at sea as a Istress signal, do not aland for any ihrases such as "Save Our Souls" "Save Our Ship." Kelvinator Oil Burners With The New Intenslflre 3ut the Cost of Better Heating Bohman-Warne, Inc. Phones 84 85 16 Summit Ave THE ONCE OVER By H. I. PHILLIPS (Copyright, 1938, by The Associated Newspapers) If We Ever Had to Vote on War ("Advocates of defeated Lmllow resolution declare they will renew fight later."—News item) (After Felicia Do Henians) The boy stood on the burning deck : iVhence all but him had fled; The flame that lit the bailie's wreck Had lefl him nearly dead. I'd like a little help," he chirpcc n quite a plainlive note; 'Slick to the deck," his country burped, 'We'll have lo lake a vote!" ['he flames rolled on; it looked like war, But, still, he he couldn't know; The folks back on that distanl shore dust vole lhat It was so! ie called aloud. "Assislance, please! need it righl away!" ?he answer read, "Oh, be al ease Unlil eleclion day!" He cried, "The foe has sunk the fleet run it on.the rocks;" Don't worry," came the answer sweet— We have the ballot box!" he deck was gelling bolter; it Vas naught but flaming logs; t was so hot he couldn't sit, ;ut slood on Iwo hot dogs. This is the third atlack this week," e cried, "by foes galore; hough out of turn I would not speak, looks to me like war." "We know just what it looks like, Bill," he War Department yelled, But we cannot, he certain till referendum's held!" he bombers came and bombed some more nd left no spar afloat; They will not know thai this is war," hey laughed, "until they vote." lien camo a burst like thunder; pray, rte boy—oh! where was he? sk of the winds that far away ith timber strewed fhe sea. CORRECT What Henry Ford wants to do with the N. L. H. B., obviously, is lo take the knocks out of It. Skip It! Cheer up, Budget— Don't you cry! You'll be balanced . . You will my eye! A recent ban on car parking in midtown New York has brought grave crisis into the lives of those fellows who like to lean on an automobile w r hile holding a sidewalk argument. The Test wonder man is Peter Toole— He understands each trafh'c rule; Pie knows just where to park or stop— He'll even tell a puzzled cop! Uncle Sam is spending at the to of $13,450 a minute. And :herc are still plenty of people who Ihink he's a tighwad. Fair Enough Oh, bring mo some job within my clulch!— I'm nol a man to shirk; :n fact I want a job so much— :'ll even go to work! Cy Lance. AIR-COOLED AUTO IN NEAR FUTURE Detroit. Jan. 12, (#>). — The au-., tomaticaHy refrigerated automo-' bile to make summer driving comfortable will not lio long in making its ii^pcarance, L. W. Child, air conditioning engineer, said today . in a paper prepared for delivery at the annual meeting of the Society of Automotive Engineers,. He suggested the use of a nontoxic gas and s an engine-driven compressor, much like the system in the average household mechanical refrigerator, tu give the motorist a cool ride in 100 degrees of temperature at mid-day. Sound vibrations can pass through many solid, liquid and gaseous substances, hut noi through a vacuum. Ask for it by name AND BE SURE OF GETTING Q u a M t y FURNITURE AT LOWEST PRICES The Orlft'litnl Miller's Furniture Store ;tl S. POTOMAC ST. checks COLDS am) FEVER first day JQUID, TABLETS Herniache, 30 Salve, Nose Drops Mliiuten Try "Rnb-My-Tlsm"— World'a Rest Liniment t by tifivinK Dr. A rod Optometrist, prpr - von N ymi nppil ihem. t gainst Ktraln and other causes of defective Sloii in Unlay for your eXfiminaUon. HP- <10 W. WASHINGTON ST. Temp/e B<ai/ey CHAPTER 52 "MIMI CAN get more work out of the men than you or I," my father told me. "She has them all in the workshop now, making the fittings for the new poultry house." "Why do we need a -new poultry house?" "She is going to have lots of chickens- in the spring. She can sell them in Denver at good prices." "But we may not be here In the spring." "Have you said that to Mimi?" "No." "Why not?" "She doesn't know that the ranch is mortgaged. She doesn't know the desperateness of my financial condition." "Why don't you tell her?" "I hate to burden her with it until J have to. And there's no chance of a sale until spring." "But in the meantime she is going- on with things—I think I should talk it over with her if I were you, Jerry." "I will some day." Yet, I found myself putting it off, and so February passed and March came. And still I sat inactive by the fire. 1 wore a dressing gown which Mlml had made for me out of one of her gorgeous wraps. It had a coppery gleam, and matched, Mimi said, the flames of our open fire. "I can almost warm my hands at it, Jerry." "I am not sure that I like to wear it." "Why not?" "It is too fine for a man. And you ought to be sitting here by the fire." "With a broken leg?" "You know I didn't mean that. But you ought to be the one to wear grand gowns." "I'd rather ride down to the farm and see my darling hens. Some ..of them are so fussy and cross, but they are getting to know me, and you should hear them crooning." She was much Interested, too, in the colts and calves; and the Iambs, she said, were adorable. "With their weak little legs, Jerry. Do you know I had never seen a baby lamb?" She brought up to the house a whole family of new kittens, and gave them one of the Indian baskets. The mother cat looked like a lovely tigress, but she was a friendly sort, and I liked to have her there on the hearth with her enchanting family to keep me company. To shorten my daya, I tried to write a little. Yet, the thing had somehow lost Its savor. I felt that I hated the tools of my trade- pen nnd pencil—typewriter. To write was, after all, a tlry-as-dust existence. I wanted to touch life. To ride with Mimi up the hills. To feel my horse under me. The wind in my face! For spring was upon us. The air was like wine, warm, sweet wine that had yet a tang to it. The valley was all silver, emerald and amethyst, the hills dark green or pale gold as the light clouds passed over them. There was the blood of men who had tilled the soil in my veins, and for the first time I was aware of it. My forefathers had planted seed and harvested crops. They had been English yeomen, loving their low wide houses, the hospitality of it all, the freedom. The four seasons had meanings for such men that they could not have for men of the town. What did the people who lived shut in by steel skyscrapers know of the quickened life of the countryside in the spring, of the abundance of the harvest in the fall? What did they know, who spent their nights in electric-lighted streets, of crescent moons in rose twilights, of hunter's moons above frozen fields? What did they know of a robin's note at dawn, the hoot of an owl on a. thick summer night? Our poets were writing of smokestacks and of brick pavements, of the beat of machinery—of the miseries of huddled humanity. My pulse pounded. Oh, the thing to do would be to stay here and learn the lore of the land, and then some day to write about it— as those old poets of England had written—. And I must write so that the people who had imprisoned themselves should come streaming out from their crowded cities to find the beauty of which I sang! I was filled with the idea. I did not reflect that I was again building castles. I forgot the drudgery, the sordid things, the discouragements. I wanted to talk it over with Mimi. I wanted to tell my father that I would stay on the ranch and work, and out of my 'orklng build the structure of my masterpiece! But my father was not at home. He had been asked to preach In a schoolhousc some miles away. And Mimi came In tired. She stood at one side of the fire and looked down at me. 'I ought to dress, Jerry. But I am worn out. I think it Is my punishment for calling yon a bar- oarian when you didn't want to nit .on your dinner coat. I haven't :vcn energy enough to comb my mir. 'I like It as It Is." 'Really, Jerry?" her voice was wistful. "Really." She was wearing her bright locks tied with a ribbon, as on the first day when I had seen her In :hc wood. She had taken off her coat and her silk shirt wan worn :hln by many washings. For the rest, she was in gray corduroy, with her deerskin leggings. "How our theories fail, Jerry," she went on, after a short silence. "I thought that what we did in St. Louis ought to rule the world. But after a day like today, clothes don't seem to matter." "You shouldn't have kept at your work so long." "There were things to do. And it wasn't just the work—this afternoon one of the little lambs died." Her lip quivered. She could not talk about it. She was very tender-hearted. At dinner she tried to make conversation, but found it hard to keep awake. Dora had set the table on the hearth, between us. There were no flowers or fruit for decoration. Mimi had been too busy for such details, and I had been too indifferent. As for Dora, she had no time for the esthetic. And she liked to fry our steaks and chops. I had an invalid's appetite' and wished for something more delicate. But Mimi ate with the zest of one Who labors in the open air. After dinner Mimi crumpled up In her big chair on the hearth and went to sleep. The kittens were asleep, too, and the old cat, in their Indian basket. Only I kept lonely vigil. As I looked at my wife with her disordered hair, the old silk shirt, the mud on her corduroys, my mind went back to her as she had been that last night in Olga's ballroom—like a rose, perfumed, exquisite. She had belonged to that life, and not to this. I wanted to stay up there in the hills—but it wouldn't be fair to Mimi. I wanted to live, to feel, and write out of the fullness of experience. But, in the meantime, what of Mimi? Would she be dulled by the difficulties we might encounter? Lose youth and love- .Iness in my struggle to achieve? The pendulum swung back and forth; myself . . . Mimi, myself . . Mimi, myself . . . Mimi . . .1 Finally, it seemed to tick to the tune of the things my father had said to me. "The goal is—the mpplness of others." A log fell on the hearth, and Mimi opened her eyes. "I am as bad as the pussy-cats," she said, 'I can't keep awake when it Is nice and warm." Go to bed, dearest, nnd get your rest." 'But I like it here with you and the pussy-cats—" she sat up and mtlcd the ribbon that bound her lair. "The only . time I want & maid Is when I am tired. I'd like! .0 be brushed and combed without] laving to raise a hand to do it,"' she shook out her red-gold mane.' "You ought to have a maid.' You ought to have everything to make life easy." (To Be Continued)

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