EDITORIAL Ml F» Ms It is too bad you’ve already voted, if you did, and couldn’t get a chance to select the candidate that this country needs. Yes, indeed, it is true I had some trouble getting my name on the ballot. Considering this and the fact I was not of major, or for that matter, of minor concern for the selective media of this great land, I chose to run a low key campaign. I didn’t make any outlandish statements. My platform was designed to appease the entire spectrum of voters. Did you hear me talk about ethnic purity, I didn’t say that Eastern Europe was not controlled by the Soviet Union. Did I let on to a paranoid country I have lust in my heart. Well enough of what I didn’t say, now to where I actually stand, in plain words, minus the contradictory rhetoric designed to shade the issues. I think construction of nuclear power plants should be abolished, but since we have no choice, and it would be impractical to destroy existing facilities, we might as well keep those already in operation. I would like to promote friendly relations with Red China and the Soviet Union, but at the same time recognize our own individuality and be keenly aware of any underhanded tactics employed by those commies. I believe every unborn child has a right to be bom, but I also recognize the right of the mother to decide for herself, in the case of an unwanted child. Pollution is one of the gravest threats facing the future of this great God-blessed land. We have to consider, though, the fact that our nation is an industrial giant providing for the needs of every man and woman. The system of unequal taxation existing in this land is not fair. The lower or middle income brackets bear the brunt of the tax burden. The rich seem to find ways to cover themselves so they avoid heavy taxation, as my special tax consultant has often pointed out to me. i hope to change this, if elected. Segregation is an unhealthy situation. We are all Americans. Our founding fathers insured equality under the constitution. We no longer can put up with this situation where some are more equal than others. Everyone has the right to live, worship, and go to school wherever fate has deemed appropriate. Defense spending is just another form of government excess in spending. It has been astronomical in proportion. The major leaders of this world have at their disposal overkill force, enough to annihilate every man, woman and child seven times over. We must maintain our superiority in the arms race to insure the peaceful co-existence with other countries. To sum up, this is where I stand on just a few of the issues. I think it’s time for a return to trust in government, to unify, and give the people of this grand God-blessed nation a feeling of contentment so they can rest assured our country is in good hands. I am the candidate. Capitol Campus Reader of the Pennsylvania State University The Capitol Campus RTE. 230, Middletown, Pa., 17057 Office W-129-131 Phone (717) 944-4970 Edltor-in-Chiel. Aaalalant Editor. Associate Editor. .Robert L. Fisher Jr. .Weyne Stottmelsler Carol Andress Ann Clark, Rich Dtilleae, Greg Hall, Young I noyang, Virginia Lehman, John Leterzapl, Diane Lewis, Ray Martin, John O’Neill, Karen Pickens, Pat Stanchak. Copy Editor Advertising Manager. Business Manager.... Perspectives Logo Hot Uon Sketch Captain and The Wlno. The Capitol Campus Reader is the school newspaper of Penn State’s Capitol Campus. It is published by the students who attend this school. We of the Reader Staff try to accurately represent the voice of the students, and keep them informed as to current events and relevant issues. We are published on a weekly basis. Pers .William M. Kano Dm Adams .Daborah K. Young Janln* M. RaniMt* ...Bath Kopaa Ed Parana, John Roblnaon C.C. Reader Murder By Extortion Part II In last waak’s installment I had been awakened by the screaming of my cook. While Investigating the Incident I had discovered what appeared to be a cufflink with Thomas Farnsworth’s Initials on It. Hie next morning 1 phoned Flanahan. I was having breakfast in my study when the inspectorarrived. I had not told him about the incident of the previous evening. “Well whatfs this all about,” the inspector said. I threw the cufflink in front of him. He was unimpressed. He wanted to know why I bothered him atalL Frankly I wondered the same thing. Flanahan is unimagina tive. I should have known that he would not respond to the cufflink. The inspector hastely retreated. I decided that I should open Farnsworth’s room. The room was stuffy. There was six years of dust on eveiything. I started to go through the drawers. My mind wandered back twenty yeara. I fried to picture Farnsworth as I searched his room. It has been so long it was difficult to remember him. I fried to piece his image together with the items I found. Its strange what a person keeps, pictures, matchpacks, notes, and souveniers of all descrip tion that are meaningless to every-one but the owner. I ransacked the room. There was nothing. Isearched the last drawer. It was filled with jewelry, bracelets, watches, the other cufflink, tie clasps and a gold pocket watch. I pressed the release. There were two pictures, one of a woman the other a little girl. I studied the pictures. There was something familiar about both of them. I ended my intrusion in Fams- netsco, As I said earlier, Elsa has been in the family the longest of all the employees and as the inspector pointed out she seemed to enjoy Farnsworth’s company. Surely Farnsworth had mentioned his family to her perhaps showed her pictures. Finally she admitted that the photographs were of his wife and daughter. Under his wife’s picture was an inscription, “All My Love, Elizabeth.” I asked her about the little girl It had been a long time since she had seen the pictures and she could not recall the girl’s name. I asked her where they lived. She did not know where they lived now, but at that time they resided in the city. * Hie last known address of Elizabeth Farnsworth was an apartment on TVemont street The neighborhood was run down but an old tenant remembered Mrs. Farnsworth. She had moved shortly before Farnsworth’s disappearance to Exeter Avenue. Also she had started to use her maiden name, Mason. I found Elizabeth Mason that afternoon. At first she was reluctant and in fact denied being married to Farnsworth. There was something that belied this reluctance. It seemed to me that something was very much bothering her. Something of a more recent nature. She was cadaverous looking. I quizzed her about the little giri-she started to cry softly. She said that the giri in the picture was Maria, the dead giri, her daughter by Farnsworth. My mind was filled with questions, but Kelt that I should look for the answers elsewhere. The woman’s " if was - a nude 1 November 4, 1976 nizing. I tried to console her and told her I would do anything I could for her, thanked her for her time and left Farnsworth was definitly involved. Why had he left six years ago? Why had he returned, if he had? Nobody had seen him had they? Did he kill his daughter and why? All of these questions flooded my brain as I walked my dog, Chaucer, that evening. Chaucer is my favorite family member. He is an old gentleman who has a penchant for regularity. In addition he is a canine gourmet who turns his nose at anything less than filet mignon. We were near the treeline on the north side of the lawn when he started to run like a puppy. This old man hadn’t had a burst of energy like that since the paper boy tried to brain him with the evening paper eight years ago. I remember the incident only because we had to muzzle him until he was cleared by a vetemarian as not being rabid. Chaucer was hot on the scent of something. He was 300 yards away from me when he started to bark, it was more like a gruff cough. I carry a flashlight with me on these evening constitutions. When I caught up to him I found a wildly excited sheepdog. I flicked on the light He was sniffing the bushes. The light fell on a trousered leg. I pulled the body from the bushes. The afce was lined, there was a beard now, but there was no doubt in my mind, it was Thomas Farnsworth. I had the answer to one of my questions. By Vladimir Hebebosky in Classic studio pose. 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