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Darras Loses A FRIEND
necting with the Sullivan
residents of Dallas, Trucksville, Shavertown, and Fernbrook. I
between those that now exist.
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rete highway leading from D
Trail at Tunkhannock.
2. A greater development of community consciousness among
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3. Centralization of local fire and police protection.
4. Sanitary sewage systems for local towns.
5. Better water service. :
6. A consolidated high school eventually, and better co-operation
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7. Complete elimination of politics from local school affairs,
8. Construction of more sidewalks.
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he death of Adam Kiefer this community loses one of its
nguished citizens. He was one who was always proud to say|
in Dallas. rl,
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vhere—in the stores, at the garage, on the golf course,
rshop we hear exptessions of sorrow; for in many ways and
ple, Adam Kiefer had become a personal friend.
to learn how many persons recall some word he spoke or
ned in the sublime function of friendship.
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TOWNS “THROUGHLUT “THE COUNTRY
PRE ESTABLISHING ANTI- NOISE
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ink that if he could come back and read many of the tri- MOVEMENTS.
have been printed this week, he would choose to be re-| sey
‘most for his capacity to make friends. We believe it would Ai J NEWS ITEM:-
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Who ever knew truth put to the worse in a free and open encounter—Milton
: By RIVES MATTHEWS
‘When I was a very small boy,
I was given my first lessons in
finance. My father assured mz
that I would receive fifty cents a
week, providing I was a good boy,
and really earned it. Then he
pointed out that my weekly ex-
penses, for candy, movies, marbles
and so on, should not exceed my
back where you started.
If T were a boy again, I'd in-
sist on keeping the same sort of
books my father kept. I'd borrow
against the future (even as he did)
and if he pointed out that an evil
day of reckoning might come, I'd
have an answer for that. I'd point
weekly income or else I'd get into
by his own beliefs, you're right
all his material success—and Adam Kiefer was a successful
lid not lose the common touch. None of us felt uncomfort-
presence. Fellow townsmen always enjoyed a visit to Old
ether for a neighbourly chat about local politics, school
ire company or some other community enterprise. They
d him with a familiar, “Hello Adam”, whether they were
Bean Supper, an important business conference or to cut
[e made himself a part of his community and took no aloof
ard its institutions or its citizens. The fire company has
upporter. "He was a man who loved his family,
d {
e from humble beginnings to a position of wealth and in-
‘a great national commercial organization reads like a typical
success story. But the attainment of that position did not
a greatly, nor can it be said of him that he forgot any of his
acquaintances or family in achieving that success.
here at The Post have lost a sincere friend and join with the
s community in extending our sympathy to his family.
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My Country "Tis Or THEE
ere is the editorial that won the Pulitzer award for the
anding editorial of the year for R. G. Gallvert of The
, Ore., Oregonian. It appeared in the Oregonian,
ay, October 2, 1938.) ba :
and of ours, this Asckgicok ‘the man we choose as leader
10 time uniform or insignia to denote his constitutional posi-
mander in Chief of armed forces. No member of his
o civil subordinate, ever attirés himself in garments sig-
military power. y 7
this land of ours, this America, the average citizen sees so
he army that he has not learned to distinguish between a
a lieutenant from his shoulder straps. When the Chief
addresses his fellow countrymen they gather about him with-
en he speaks to the civilian population it is not over rank
f helmeted heads.
land of ours, this America, there is no tramp of military
s of defense; military training he may take or leave at option.
‘display of mobile cannon or of facility for mass production
mbers. fies? |
d of ours, this America, there is no fortification along
al thousand miles of the northern border. In the great fresh
as that partly separate it frbm another dominion no naval craft
1e waters. Along its southern border there are no forts, no show
rtial strength. -
land of ours, this America, no youth is conscripted to labor
cs of defense; military training he may take or leave at option.
no armed force consistent with a policy of aggression. The
uilt against no menace from the western hemisphere, but
or defense against that which may threaten from Europe or
this land of ours, this America, one-third of .the population
n born, or native born of foreign or mixed parentage. Our
15 “minorities” come form fourteen nations. The native born,
er his descent, has all political and other rights possessed by him
traces his ancestry to the founding fathers. The foreign born of
at are assimilable are admitted to all these privileges if they
them. We have “‘minorities” but no minority problem.
this land of ours, this America, the common citizen may cri-
ithout restraint the policies of his government or the aims of
hief Executive. He may vote as his judgment or his conscience
id not as a ruler dictates. 4
this land of ours, this America, our songs are dedicated to love
mance, the blue of the night, sails in the sunset, and not to might
artyrdom to political cause. Our national anthem /has martial
difficult air. But if you want to hear the organ roll give the
companion— ‘America. . . of thee I sing.” In lighter patriot-
¢ nationally cosmopolitan. Unitedly we sing of Dixie or of
here the tall corn grows, of Springtime in the Rockies, or of
ia, here I come. :
this fand of ours, this Americd, there is not a bombproof shelter,
as mask is a curiosity. It is not needed that we teach our
n where to run when deathhawks darken the sky.
this land of ours, this America, our troubles present or pro-
come from within—come from our own mistakes, and injure
e. ‘Our pledge of peace toward our neighbors is stronger than
promise or written treaty. We guarantee them by devoting our
,greater than the resources of any other nation, to upbuilding
utries of peace. We strut no armed might that could be ours.
use no nation in our half of the world to fear us. None does
, Nor arm against us. :
his land of ours, this America, we have illuminated the true
o permanent peace. But that is not the sole moral sought herein
rawn. Rather it is that the blessings of liberty and equality and
hat have been herein recounted are possessed nowhere in same
ures in Europe or Asia and wane or disappear as one nears or
s a land of dictatorship of whatever brand. This liberty, this
ity, this peace, are imbedded in the American form of government.
hall ever retain them if foreign isms that would dig them out and
oy them are barred from our shores. If you cherish this liberty,
3 Sality; this peace that is peace material and peace spiritual—then
d with all your might the American ideal of government.
his home)
ap distance. Goosestepping regiments are not paraded before
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wanted to be foolish.
THE SENTIMENTAL SIDE
All the reasonings of men are not worth one sentiment of women—Voltaire
By EDITH BLEZ
At present in our usually peace-
ful household we are being dis
turbed by a sudden love for poetry!
All over the place we hear
snatches of “The Raven” and now
and then we must listen to “The
Ancient Mariner” in it’s entirety!
We are learning Edgar Allen
Poe all over again and much as
we dislike it we are being sub-
jected to lines of very sad verse at
breakfast, dinner and supper.
Evidently our fair daughter thinks
she reads poetry unusually well
and she is forever practicing on
us. She thinks we are a very nice
audience. We don’t know ex-
actly how long we are going to
stay nice! We have plenty of
things to occupy our spare
moments but it seems as if all
our leisure time is interrupted
' these days with outbursts of Poe,
Keats, and Shelly! We can only
hope this nice spring weather will
encourage more tennis and less
| poetry but if we know our daugh-
ter the poetry stage will run it’s
usual course. Our daughter's
stages are never short. They are
like colds. They take about six
weeks really to get somewhere!
We thought the new lady in
our house had passed the stage
when she was apt to talk out loud
in public gatherings. But evident
ly we have over-rated her, because
Sunday morning in church, she in-
sisted, in a very loud whisper, that
the Rector had made a very ser-
ious blunder. He had used a word
incorrectly, and we were supposed
to agree and take part in a dis;
cussion which really had no right-
tried to shush our fair daughter
she looked at us in utter amaze:
ment!
She had forgotten. she was in
church and she couldn’t under
stand why we wouldnt answer a
| simple question! It didn’t seem to
dawn on her that the Rector was
preaching and I was quite inter
ested in what he was saying, and
particular worry! I suppose the
rules of English grammar must be
put into practice by young minds
but why must they pick outychurch
to find fault. That same morning
I happened to look at the floor and
our fair daughter had her shoes
off. She used to do such things
when she didn’t know any better
but why should a fourteen-year-
old take off her shoes in church!
The new young lady in our
house is going to her first real
dance! You can imagine what
that means to us. First of all we
must go through the ordeal of
selecting her first long dress. Sure-
ful place in church. When we
his choice of words was not my,
ly you remember what happened
to us at Easter time and we feel
sure this will be much worse. We
feel sure it won't matter what
shade it is or what it is made of
the length will be the important
thing. :
Unbalanced budgets
on an even keel.
The dress will have to be of
sturdy material because we are
afraid our new young lady hasn't
reached the age when she can take
mincing steps! and we doubt very
much if she is going to enjoy the
hindrance of a long skirt. We
feel sure she thinks she will glide
over the floor just as gracefully as
the stars in the movies do. But
we don’t think so because our fair
daughter is still young enough to
put her feet in the wrong places,
and walking gracefully is not one
of her accomplishments!
of unbalanced budgets.
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many harried officials
She hasn’t reached the stage
where she is really sure of herself
and if we know our daughter as
well as we think we do, she will
be in a rage before the dance
is half over! A long dress will
hinder her usual freedom and she
will be wishing the dress were at
home and she could really dance
without all the ruffles around her
feet. But we won't know about it
because our fair daughter never
admits defeat! 3
ington scene thus:
confused”.
THE LOW DOWN FROM
HICKORY GROVE
not want it amended.
You do not read anything
any more about money unless
it is up around 100 million.
about is this
which Mr. Wallace is asking
for. He wants it, he says, to
make prosperity for the far
mers. Most anybody would
be half-way prosperous with
400 million.
I just got a letter irom
an old Illinois Sucker friend
of mine down’ there on the
fringe of Egypt, above Mat-
toon, where they know corn
and oats and farms, etc. And
this duck, he says, “Jo, they
got me up a stump.”
The boys down in Wash.
bought his corn and put a
padlock on his crib, and there
tds
There is getting to be so
much bookkeeping on the
farm, he thinks maybe he will
sell ‘his corn-planter and
plows; and take a course in
accounting—and work in the
shade.
Yours, with the low down,
JO SERRA
take good notice.
The Agricultural
ing on.
About 200,000 “more
from the air.
check up is made.
WASHINGTON
SNAPSHOTS
By JAMES PRESTON
are
longer a novelty around Washing-
ton. Yet there was a novel story
out of the Capital recently about
two family budgets that were not
What made it a ndvel story was
that the Monopoly Investigating
Committee, interesting itself in
balances and budgets, called two
housewives all the way to Wash«
ington to ‘explain the discomforts
And all the time there were
at the
Treasury Department, only a mile
away, who would have made ex-
cellent witnesses on the subject.
All is confusion—A prominent
Washington correspondent, weary
of trying to keep up with the
changing picture of policies, poli-
tics and purposes, recently began
his weekly roundup of the Wash-
“If you feel confused over what
Washington policies really are,
you may be consoled by the fact
that Washington policies really are
The debate over amending the
National Labor Relations Act falls
into that category of confusion.
Only one thing seems certain—
that Congress wants to amend the
Act and the Administration does
But Congress is confused be-
cause there seems to be some doubt
about the best way of amending
the Act. The Congress knows that
| The latest 1 been reading |the public wants the Act changed
400 million {and it knows the Act must be
changed before there can be real
industrial peace of mind and re-
covery. How is the question.
The confusion of the Adminis
tration comes, apparently, because
there is doubt among its planners
as to the best way of heading off
any amendment of the Act.
Any farmer who is trying to eat
his cake and have it, too, by ac
cepting “Plow under” payments
from the Government and growing
his crops just the same, had better
Adjustment
Administration has just decided
to spend another half million dol-
lars checking up on any such go-
square
miles of farm land is soon to be
photographed by the Government
That is how the
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economics, the more
quiet exasperation.
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TOWN MEETING
shameful condition known as debt.
He further pointed out to me the
miserly pleasures of seeing a sav-
. ings account book’s figures steadily
mount toward the hundred dollars
my boyish imagination held to be
Since I was a moderately good
boy, the allowance kept on com-
ing in. and since my dreams were
always greater than my immediate
necessities, the figures in my bank
book rose steadily, but not! too
; swiftly toward my goal. Putting
money in the bank I found to be
a some-what slow and painful pro-
cess, pleasurable only in that when
I realized my supply of all-day
suckers was not as great as that
spendthrift . classmates,
could gloat in secret on the hun-
dreds of all-day suckers I could
buy with my banked money if I
I liked
thinking of myself as a cautious
and provident ant, of my class
mate as a foolish grasshopper.
Then, at least, I was on the side
of the angels, the angels of Scot-
land, New England and Palestiné.
It was a pity that I did not
know my father’s account books
were not kept in the same way |
that I kept mine. Then I might
have known that my allowance
might one day be cut, might one
day just not be forthcoming at all.
I might have been prepared for
the sad news that banks can fail,
that savings can be wiped out in
a variety of tricky ways my youth-
ful innocence would not have con-.
ceived possible in a world presum-
ably dedicated to the high princi-
ples our statesmen publicly voiced.
and still voice, at the drop of a hat
No one told me about depres
sions and booms, deflation and in-
flation, gold standards and devalu-
ation, all those other devices our
bankers, business men and politi-
cians can use to make greenbacks
appear more or less thn they seem.
I was a very burnt child, but of
jumping from one frying pan into
another. And the more I tried to |
learn about money, and that al-
leged science of money they call
I came to
realize that most so-called or self-
styled economists lead lives of
Just talk to an economist some
time. His arguments have all the
agility of spit on a hot stove and
when he’s said all, and been done
EDITOR:
blem.
I am a “superman.”
Now—the has
picture
needed.
to Boys Town many fold.
I am faced with a serious pro-
When Boys Town was
selected as the basis for a motion
picture, I was gratified. How-
ever, Spencer Tracy, in the role of
Father Flanagan, must have caused
most of the people to think that
shown, and the story has been
told throughout the country.” Ap-
parently those who saw it came
away with a profound impression
that our work-is most worthy and
should be continued. They have
assumed that all our problems have
been solved—that thousands. yes,
tens of thousands of people who
saw the picture are sending con-
tributions of Boys Town. People
who would otherwise be glad to
contribute, (including many for-
mer contributors), have not done
so because they are sure so many
other people are sending so much
money / that theirs is really not
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Our situation is further com-
plicated because the publicity of
the picture has increased the num-
ber of applications for admission
eorigen 14 be able to earn more
money, because I'd be more val
uable, or, conversely, as I grew
bigger, I'd be a bigger source of
potential trouble, and thus defin-
to be kept “good.”
My father might point out that
as I grew older, so would he, and
that he would one day cease to
be worth as much to society as he
in his prime. I could then counter
that society would be playing a
pretty scurvy trick on him if after
years of pulling loads uphill, it
turned him out in anything but
the lushest of pastures green.
Besides, I would say, a nation
is not like 'a man. It need not
not in our lifetime, nor in the
lifetime of many generations to
come. A nation as great as ours
can, and should be, a self-replen-
ishing organism, armored against
attack from outside like a crab,
and crab-like, able to grow claws
when new claws are needed.
' But, some will say, history
clearly shows that nations are like
men. They crawl, they run and
leap, they stumble, dodder and
fall. To that the statesman’s only
answer is that a stateman should
study history before he comes to
power, but that he should forget
most of it once he's there. If the
remembrance of things past isn’t
bear only this in mind: that his
tory does show our Cassandras
have been wrong more times than
they've been right—and in the
long run not at all.
Even if the end of the world
{were at hand, isn’t it better to
jeat, drink and be merry thinking
that tomorrow is another day,
rather than the day on which we
are to die? I can imagine no great-
er day of hell on earth than the
day before Judgement Day, shotld
some enterprising reporter scoop
the theologians and flash the news
of the world’s end to the ungodly
twenty-four hours in advance.
When I meet people Worrying
about grandchildren, as yet un-
born, -I can’t help wondering
whether they are being honest with
themselves. Or must I, as the
years roll on, wait until I am a
| grandfather to believe that a love
| of one’s grandchildren is the great-
est love of all, greater than love
of one’s own precious self? Stick
around a while, and I'll let you
know 4
During the past 22 years
thousands of otherwise destitute,
| homeless boys have been provided
with a home, given an education,
taught a useful trade, and have
been reared in their own religious
beliefs. Our boys elect their own
city officials, and are trained in
the true democracy of constitu
tional government—in American-
ism—as against dictatorships and
all of the other insidious “isms”
we hear so much about. When
they leave Boys Town they take
their places as honorable, self-
sustaining citizens.
It is my ambition to set up, our
system on a sound, businessilike
basis. If I can do this, I will be
able to give all of my attention to
the boys, without worrying about
the doubtful results of spasmodic
appeals for funds such as I have
had to depend upon in the past.
As you know, we receive no as-
sistance from any church, city,
state or community chest.
Any remittance should be made
payable to “Father Flanagan's
Boy’s Home.” Assuring you again
of my sincere appreciation for
your contribution, I am,
Respectfully yours
Father Flanagan.
out that as I grew older and
itely worth an increased allowance
grow old,wither and die, at least
to be a liability to him, he should
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