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THE POST'S CIVIC
4. Sanitary sewage disposal systems
5. A centralized police force.
between those that now exist.
8. Construction of more sidevalks.
1. A modern concrete highway leading from Dallas and connect-
ing with the Sullivan Trail at Tunkhannock.
2. A greater development of community consciousness among
residents of Dallas, Trucksville, Shavertown and Fernbrook.
3. Centralization of local police protection.
6. A consolidated high school eventually, and better co-operation
7. Complete elimination of politics from local school affairs.
PROGRAM
for local towns.
WASHINGTON
PARADE
RAY JOHNSON
and
WALTER PIERCE
Washington, D. C.—Sitting in her
‘thigh-ceilinged office in the Labor De-
partment, Secretary Perkins has fin-
ally answered the oft-repeated ques-
jon business has been asking: “What
ext?”
~The plaint of American industry
was repeated to her: :
“If you will tell us what to expect,
‘we might be able to take the medicine
“already prescribed—if we were cer
tain there wasn't going to be any
“more.”
Back came the reply, straight from
‘the heart.
“There isn’t going to be any more.
If business participates and cooperates
fully in what we have now, including
2 the proposed wages and hours law.”
© If you belong to the feminine sex
and contemplate a political career,
you will do well to take thought to
your hosiery. Constituents, women
‘Congressmen tell us, demand that
their Representatives wear dark hose
“and not too sheer either. Tactful
letters reach our women legislators
hinting as to the proper apparel to
r
One of the ladies tells of a snap-
shot taken in her garden, one
warm days some weeks back, which
somehow reached the public prints.
Several constituents wrote in to say
that it “wasn't proper or befitting
the dignity of a Congressional Re-
~ ‘presentative to wear a short dress
without sleeves.” —And this is sup-
d to be an enlightened age!
It’s always open season for para
doxes and inconsistencies in Wash-
«
ington. Tom Girdler, the steel mag-
nate proved one not long ago. Ap-
plauded by certain elements for his
forthright, if hardly tolerant, remarks
about the steel dispute,Girdler called
‘a dozen newspapermen to a private
cocktail party. Suddenly he began
to comment on the personalities in-
volved in the controversies with a
frankness comparable only to the
more pungent passages of the un-
inhibited Elizabethan. He finished
with the invitation to‘‘put that in
your papers.”
Then, just as impulsively, after the
Mstories had been sent out (duly cen-
sored by the pious eyes of editorial
desks) he got his recent guests on the
~ phone, imploring them, too late, not
to print what he had said.
Disciples of Father Divine and who
have repented their sins are revealed
among contributors to ‘conscience
funds” of the nation’s railroads.
Erstwhile hoboes who “rode the
rods” or passengers who gypped the
conductor out of a railroad ticket as
far back as 1900 have become con-
science-stricken under the preach
ments of the dusky man are paying
~ back the railroads in hard cash of the
same variety that has swelled the
little negro’s coffers into a state of
wealth.
Now we know who railroads and
other public utilities are strong for
evangelists and others who help sin-
mers into the so-called straight and
~ parrow path.
A lass on the Department of
Commerce had her ears folded back
by shock the other morning. She is
a secretary to one of the officials in
the aviation section amd was quietly
laboring over her typewriter when a
‘lady entered, looked at a picture on
the wall and asked, “Is that an
official of this department?” The girl
. “Huh? she stuttered, “Why
—it’s Lindbergh.” “And who is he?
WNever heaard of him,” said the old
fady, dismissing the incident. The
door lass isn’t over the shock yet.
LOGIC ON A SCHOOL BOARD
It is not good to look a gift horse in the mouth
but James Martin, supervising principal of King-
ston Township schools, must ponder gravely these
days the inconsistency of school directors.
When the directors of Kingston Township School
District decided not to renew Mr. Martin's con-
tract this year they explained that the district did
not need a supervising principal, that it couldn't
afford a supervising principal, and that even if it
did and could Mr. Martin would not be the choice.
After the court ruled that the directors had vio-
lated the new Mundy Teacher Tenure Bill in with-
holding Mr. Martin's contract there was little the
directors could do but to approve his appointment
for another year. The directors did that. What's
more, they gave the school official they had tried to
fire two months before a $300 raise.
As we say, it is not good to look a gift horse
in the mouth, and Mr. Martin, who must be a
little surprised himself by the changeability of his
directors, may accept the increase as complete vin-
dication. Twenty five hundred dollars is not too
much to pay a school official of Mr. Martin's calibre
and it may pay, in some measure, for the embar-
rassment and personal damage he has suffered.
But the men and women who delegated the man-
agement of the district to the directors might ap-
preciate some explanation of the peculiar kind of
logic which justifies such sudden reversals of their
opinion.
NO MORE FIREWORKS
In school, our class was frequently punished en
to own up to some devilment they had committed.
Those fellows never did grow up, it seems.
today they continue to draw down punishments on
everybody.
elders.
masse because a few spineless morons were afraid
Even
This time they have provoked Dallas Borough
Council to adopt an ordinance banning the sale and
use.of fireworks in town. That means disappoint-
ment for hundreds of kids who have always looked
forward to the patriotic racket of Independence
Day, nerve-wrecking as it may be to some of their
It also means a loss in money to the es
EDITORIALS
tablishments which depend upon fireworks sales for
a little revenue.
There was, of course, little choice for the council
men. The instances of careless use of fireworks
were so obvious in the borough over the Fourth
of July week-end that council could not ignore
them. When sick persons are subjected to a can-
nonading by thoughtless celebrators who could just
as well set off their fireworks somewhere else dras-
tic action is justified.
So, because a few over-grown boys and disobed-
ient children abused the right to have a noisy cele-
bration, we are to have no more fireworks. These
cut-ups will have to wait until Hallawe’ea now to
make themselves annoying. :
Anyway, the dogs will enjoy the Fourth of July
better from now on.
MORE PUBLIC LIBRARIES
The rural-suburban region about Dallas is sadly
lacking in one highly important source of educa-
tion. There is a serious deficiency in public li-
braries.
Libraries are not merely places to get the latest
popular novel or to read the magazines. They are
universities which offer courses in hundreds of sub-
jects to persons who know how to teach them-
selves. They are valuable storehouses of informa-
tion for those who want to learn as much as pos
sible about the world in which they live.
Many Pennsylvanians have practically no access
to these benefits, however, for they live in sections
without public libraries. Most country districts and
small towns have almost no library service except
that occasionally made available through the Ex-
tension Division of the State Library. Even among
the cities and towns of more than 5,000 popula-
tion, almost half are without libraries. A few of
the counties have their own traveling libraries for
the distribution of books through rural districts.
The years of depression, providing more leisure
time and less money to spend, caused more and
more people to turn, to libraries for recreation and
education. Pennsylvania libraries circulated 19,-
000,000 books in 1933 as compared with 11,000,
000 ten years before. Between 1929 and 1933 the
demand for library books rose 24 per cent.
The libraries are finding it extremely difficult to
fill this demand, since they have only about three-
quarters as much annual income as they had in
1929. Therefore, many libraries are not able to
buy new books or to replace the old ones as they
wear out. y
There is no better or cheaper way of providing
education and recreation to large numbers of Penn-
sylvanians, both adults and children, than through
public libraries. Any plans for Pennsylvania's fu-
ture should include the establishment of more li-
braries, particularly in country districts, as well as
the provision of better public financial support to
those now in existence.
HAVE YOU A LITTLE PHOBIA?
Do you have a phobia (one of those fashionable,
unreasoned fears)? Life today is hardly complete
without at least one. To be very elementary, take
claustrophobia, the dread of enclosed spaces. Do
the walls of your office oppress you? Would you
bounce oaths against them or kick them? If you
would, go ahead. Everyone expects you to, for
you are a claustrophobe.
Do you run away screaming whenever you see
a furry animal or coat? Then you are a dorophobe.
(You say you wish your wife were?)
In a restaurant, do you blench when someone
slops coffee into your saucer? If you do, it’s quite
possible that you're a spillumjavaphobe or some
such thing. Perhaps you've developed the morbid
fear of suddenly being called upon to speak—or of
not being called upon. For such a fear there is,
no doubt, a name. :
But for one phobia that now and then disturbs
some communities there is a real and recognized
name. It is ergasiophobia, the fear of work. When
a short-handed committee chairman approaches yeu,
do you creep down into your socks? Don’t if you
want to break your phobia. Instead, say (how-
ever meekly), “Well, I'll try it this once.” For
ehe best way to sunder an ergasiophobia, the psycho-
therapist would say, it to recall when and how it
first began, to note how silly it was to start hating
work, and then to begin doing the very thing you've
been fearing this long while.
The lady in Newport was deeply
offended by the letter I wrote her
last week in The Post, upbraiding
her for wanting to charge us for our
meals. She wrote back by return
mail, in a very injured tone. It
seems she was worried about us
sweltering far from a cool bathing
beach and that her invitation was
prompted by pity—at a price. Now
she expects an apology for the letter .
I wrote her, but if the following is
RIVES
MATTHEWS
plained in your’ letter so clearly, you
thought you would be giving us plea-
sure, which in turn would give you
pleasure.
Rt
“So far a noble idea was in a very
strange place, but you wanted to give
yourself this pleasure at little expense
to yourself. In other words you
wanted to get something for next to
nothing, as close to nothing as a
cheese paring.
an apology, then make the most of
it. :
—O—
“Dear Blanca, in order to get or
; course, is a
keep money it seems to be necessary ,
ners that the rest of the world de-
mands. My mentioning
the pot black.
this, of fish animals.
case of the kettle calling
In our own “rela-
of the matter remains we are all sel
——
“There are few real angels walk-
“Now much can be said for the
profit-motive as the mainspring of so-
ciety, and much has been said against
it. When this otherwise admirable
to be quite callous and hard. I sup-
pose the reeason why I am so allergic
to money matters is because I have
so few of them to worry about. I've
never seen a mortgage, and I never
hope to see one. I agree with Mr.
Morgan, however, that if you have to
inquire how much it costs to run a
yacht, you'd better drop the idea of
to each other.
so have you.
tionship” we are particularly guilty
on this score. We speak too frankly
What's more, neither
of us have to put up with it, and I,
for one, don’t intend to any more.
—
“I've got my own life to lead and
You can’t be bothered
ing the earth, and any one who ex-
pects to encounter them often is a
fool, because in the first place, he’s
flying in the face of an inexorable
economic law, the one that says you
can’t get something for nothing.
—r——
“In spite of this law, however, peo-
having one.
balanced is not one of my major wor-
ries, simply because I don’t have a
check book. The simple life has
some compensations.
Keeping a check book
with my problems and I can’t be
bothered with yours. It may give you
a certain pleasure to deny this, as it
does me. We all like to think of our-
selves as angels of mercy, but the fact
ple will persist in chasing rainbows,
and some of them may even kid
themselves they've found the pot of
gold. In your case, when you invit-
ed us for the week-end, as you ex-
motive has, of necessity, to be ap-
plied to such bon-bons of the spirit
as generosity and hospitality, then
for us it becomes something snide
and mean.
“Of course, you've made it quite
clear now that you can’t afford to
have us for week-ends. You could
have written me a short note and told
me quite. frankly not to be puzzled
by an absence of invitations this sum-
mer if you really felt you had to ex-
plain. Last summer, for instance,
your neighbors and my friends, the
oe
“Therefore think nothing of your
Dashes, didn’t have us up once. They
recent week-end offer to put us up at
so much per meal. I can see that
your circumstances are very difficult
and that you must save every penny.
It was only because I am such an
amateur in such things as money mat-
ters that I got offended instead of
recalizing that it ‘was smart business
on your part, and very much to your
credit to give yourself the knowledge
you would be giving us pleasure, had
were full up with grandchildren. Be-
sides, they knew you were planning
to have us. This summer the situa-
tion has changed. Still, even though
they don’t invite us up, no explana-
tion will be necessary. I know, how-
ever, they will never solicit paying
guests on any grounds, unless, of
course, you are setting the fashion in
Newport these days.
ly
“Your retort to this may be that
we come, without any too great out-
lay of cash. Why dida’t you suggest
that we bring our own sheets?
mca
Instead of carping at your admira-
ble manouverings to have your cake
and eat it too, I should try to emu-
late them, and then I should be some-
one every one would admire, as they
do you. .
Oe
“You say we have known each
other long enough and well enough
to speak frankly, that we are practi
cally members of the same family.
God forbid! Probably the chief rear
son why families doa’t get on to-
gether is because each member thinks
the blood relationship entitles him to
a relaxing of the code of good man- .
the Dashes don’t know us well e-
nough to make such an offer. My
reply is that ne one knows us well
enough to scrap good manners, and
good manners, in essence, imply the
deepest consideration for the feelings
and convenience of others, Someone
once said that a lady or a gentleman
is a person who is considerate of peo-
ple that do not matter. I am an
eminent authority on ladies and
gentlemen because as a person who
eminently does not matter I have so
many opportunities to meet them. It
is a pity you have so few similar op-
portunities at Newport, where every-
body matters, and there’s no possible
chance of finding out just who are
real ladies and gentlemen.
BROADWAY
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WwW. A. 8
{New York, N. Y.——The fates just
are not smiling in their usual kindly
fashion upon your reporter today....
dns Three times some former depen-
dable cronies have whispered “had a
good story for you, but I can’t for
the life of me remember it now.” _.
tk and deadline but two hours a-
way! ........ Summer doldrums are
creeping up fast and midnight
merriment is slowing up............ I will
have to put on the old thinking cap
and work it solo.............On forty-fifth.
Street and Broadway I watch a
whimsical New Yorker pull a fast
One... Noticing the crowd of ce-
lebrities seers waiting at the Astor
side entrance, it occurs to him that
it would be nice to paste public ac
claim for a brief moment............ The
fellow ducks into the hotel, turns up
his coat, pulls down his hat and
walks off quickly into the street........
pretty sure anyone who took all that
trouble to dodge all this trouble must
be a big shot, half the waiting crowd
follows him to the corner where the
arc light reveals him for what he is
wrreere USL ‘a phoney ...........0n the
same street but nearer Fifth Avenue
Marion Davies sports a thirty carat
diamond ring, enters a super-super
deluxe limosine—in the chariot await-
ing her is Dorothy Mackaill........ As
he is about to order a midnight snack
in Jack Dempsey’s beanery, Cornel
ius Vanderbilt, Jr., is seen to put a
he gives the order, the waiter all the
while ogling his sack............ when the
food is brought up, Vanderbilt opens
the bag and pulls out a pint of milk
and places it on the table........ #*Oh,”
says the waiter. “Your milk is too
thin here. I brought my own,” says
Cornelius. “Oh,” again says the
waiter and retreats quickly, a queer
glance ia his eyes............ Walking up
the Penn Station stairway a gentler
man with a detective magazine tuck-
ed under his arm, hurries to make
the Washington express............. The
traveler is J. Edgar Hoover, head G-
man............In the automat a crowd
of stayer-up-lates are betting on the
[number of beans in one of those ten
cents brown casseroles—and proceed
to count them.............Gene Tunney,
walking alone, passes unnoticed into
the Ritz Towers............ Overheard in
Lindy’s, “When a girl's past is noth-
ing to speak of, all Broadway talks
about it!” Here is the best
story of the week told to /me in
Reuben’s: Seems that a teacher in a
swanky private school on Central
Park West got a fairly well-known
psychologist to address his class........
wanting to test their reactions the
psycho thought he'd nonplus his
young audience. “The Hudson Riv-
er flows into the Pacific, three and
three make seven and this is China,”
he said. “How old am I? ............
Everyone looked puzzled and there
was a good deal of-head scratching,
but reasonably so#i one youngster
called out, “You're thirty-eight.” __.
ween That’s wight,” said the learned
one, “Ang how did you arrive at
that?”..., “Well,” said the boy,
“I got a Brother that is nuts. “He is
nineteen you're just twice as
crazy as .""...oinsnees The Broadway
Parade! 7 Ci
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