» chain, though; not in that form. ‘ers before we'd be under siege from - stations is supposed to be wholly “ing to the policies of a foreign gov- revealed no new enhancements. Unpleasant propinquity had been provided by the Mister Big among the critics weighing the possibilities of a rhymed news reveiew for the radio. “It's good,” said Mister Big. “Yes, sir! I like it!” And then: “We can’t use it on the radio There's too much against Hitler, Why, if there was a coast-to-coast broadcast of those verses it would hardly have escaped the loud-speak- every consulate in the land and es- pecially from the embassy Yt Wash- ington.” So much for having represented Der Fuehrer as a “madman”. If you read the sample of “The News in Rhyme” presented as an editorial of The Post a couple ow weeks ago, perhaps you'll remember. It was the same as the audition, excepting for amplification by three verses considered appropriate to last- min- ute happenings. Now, don’t get the idea that the company controlling that radio chain is pro-German. It isn’t. Mist- er Big had the facial characteristics called Semitic and his name fitted them. No Jew admires Hitler. But, a company controlling many radio devoid of opinion as to the rightness or wrongness of anything pertain- ernment on friendly terms with the United States. Where The Post could use condemnatory material, a broadcasting company could not; that is, not as the company’s own. So long as peace or the pretense of it exists between America and Fuehrerland, all station stuff, sus- taining progams, and all informa- tion must stick to what is supposed to be fact under the heading of what today, euphemistically, is called news. So, the proposition of having “The News in Rhyme” on the Autumn radio program remains with the gods of chance. If the United States goes to war on the side of the Allies, the feature will be O. K. Or, if there is a sponsor who will accept responsibility for its content, that will be all right, too. Now, about that policeman: Over a couple of cups of coffee in the most pleasant of all cafes he listened to the author’s reading of the news rhymes and said: “You have an idea that America is sold on the proposition of giving Hitler the razz-a-ma-dazz, haven't | president to Hitler has | write-ups this year”. you? Well, forget it. more followers here than you might imagine. thizers. Take me, for instance. belong to the Christian Front. So | do more than 16,000 members of our from women’s Walt Winchell | where God Himself would tread and some other backers of the G-|lightly. Not only ignorant of journ- Men have made you believe that | alistic techniques, (which must be the Christian Front is a few fellows | expected) they are unreliable, insuf- under arrest for plotting against | ficient, thoughless, and serene in the police department. America. But I'm telling you het) it’s a real organization and a big one and it only happens that its | on only one point. We're good Americans, ready to fight, but first of all we're determined that gi} country is going to keep the peace long it's got to be Christian.” “What do you think of these | ell, rhymes ?”’ Your correspondent asked | publicize, and especially for club- And lots more sympa-|the Mt. Vernon Daily Argus, knows I! from experience the complications ; | the papers daily, although without members think the same as Hitler | 4 speculation as to how they got ‘as long as possible and for that! jcnce, but the process will be painful the question, convinced that a cop- | per with the intelligence apparent | in "this “One of the Finest” might i ecdotes which she declares are un- have a worth-while opinion. 1 “Oh, they're all right,” he an- | swered. “I like the lilt of them and | tion of copy for the newspaper and they tell the story. But you're all wrong on thinking you ought to lambast the daylights out of the German leader. You'd make a big hit in England, but not here.” “Don’t you think the Dictator is a world enemy?” we asked “All I know,” said the cop, ‘is that the newspapers say he is. But I notice the newspapers are. still printing those front-page warnings to their readers. to tell them that they have no faith in what they print. If they don’t know what's going on over there how can they have any honest opinions?” What the answer to that is we don’t know. - Rev. Brundle’s Daughter Succumbs At Endicott Mrs. J. A. Stump, 40, daughter of Rev. Joshua Brundle, retired Meth- odist minister who served a number of years in this section, died sud- _ denly Sunday at her home in Endi- cott, N. Y. She was a former resi- dent of Clarks Summit. Her father moved from Trucksville in March, 1937, after living there since his retirement in 1933. FREEDOM The columnists and con- tributors on this page are allowed great latitude in expressing their own opin- jons, even when their opinions are at variance with those of The Post | | ~ SECOND THOUGHTS | —— By javie aiche — What your Irish grandfather would have called a broth of a lad; that’s what he was, this member of the New York Police Department, one of 18,000 trained men chosen to guard the realm of Fiorella LaGuardia, Louis Valentine—and Tom Dewey when he’s home. brought the war a lot closer to your correspondent and at near view it He THE LOW DOWN FROM HICKORY GROVE For quite a while we been going through a ses- | sion where our head men | there on the windy Poto- mac keep telling us we gotta do this or do that or we cannot survive. Ma- chinery is ruining us, they say—and our frontiers are gone—and we better pull back into our shell and just let the Govt. do every- thing for us. We are a mation of suckers. Mr. Hitler says if you tell people something often enough, they will get to believing it. We been acting like the guy who lets his wife buy his hats for him. The good lady went in- to the store and says, I want a mew hat for my husband. And the clerk says, yes mam, and he got the hat and wrapped it up. But the lady was non- plussed, and she says, what size is the hat—you didn’t ask me what size I wanted. And the clerk says, it is a 6 and a quar- ter. All men, he says, who let their wife buy his hat wear a 6 and one quarter. Yours with the low down, JO SERRA. BOOKS So You're Publicity Chairman. By Frances Fiske. Whittlesley House. $2.00. This is a pert but useful hand- book for anyone with a “cause” to women appointed by a determined “get us some good Frances Fiske, Society Editor of which ensue when representatives societies rush in conviction of their own importance. Having read the society items in there, they accept their new job cheerfully — not knowing exactly what to do but doing it with great gusto. They will learn from exper- for them and for the newspaper as This little book would en- lighten them and make their job a lot easier. Illustrating her points with an- exaggerated, Miss Fiske gives the “do’s and don’ts” for the prepara- the establishment of pleasant rela- tions with the society editor. Pub- licity can do wonders for any or- ganization, and the publicity chair- man’s job if handled with skill, can be of great importance. It is not necessary to have a flair for journa- listic prose or experience on a news- paper—the editor in charge supplies both. It is, however, necessary to present material to her so that she can make the most out of it. Promptness, accuracy, and complete- ness of detail will enable her to give the article a better presentation. In- telligent cooperation and consider- ate treatment will make her want to give it the best presentation. One suggests that Miss Fiske has a greater sympathy for the har- rassed editors than the confused new press agents for whom she writes, but if her tales are true, who could blame her? Undoubtedly the editors will welcome this book. They will pray nightly that everyone with material for their pages will read it and remember it. Called upon to decipher hieroglyphic handwriting, explain away a million silly com- plaints, be helpful at any hour of any day, rectify others’ careless mis- takes, and in general break in the novice at this sort of thing, they will be exceedingly grateful for Miss Fiske's pioneering. The book is brief and to the point, but is nevertheless full of amusing incidents drawn from the author's experience. She is relentless in her disclosures of the inanity and near- insanity of a good many of her own sex. Her manner is brisk and friend- ly and never dull. Familiarity with and interest in her subject, a con- versational style, clarity and di- rectness, and an ironic sense of hu- mor have enabled Miss Fiske to give us material that is fun to read and valuable to remember. WEEDING TIME! TZ 2% few fs Ses Giz 74 Lo hy ; 7 Vr tts, Zr THE SAFETY VALVE This column is open to everyone. Letters should be plainly written and signed. Editor: Those of us who attend banquets and similar gatherings, can’t help but miss the old time speakers, their bristling wit, humor and satire. The passing of Henry Fuller, Daniel L. Hart, John M. Garman, John T. Lenahan, Frank McGuigan, Tony Walsh and a few others cut a deep swath in the art of after dinner speeches. True, we have some excellent speakers today, but the trend is of a more practical nature than in the olden days. Functions in those days never meant the advancement of some political aspirant. The purpose was cut and dried. The people came to be entertained and amused, and the speakers who graced the list knew this and responded in keeping with the wishes of those present. These days banquets are given with the sole idea of pushing some chap into the limelight who later on is to be presented as a candidate of one of the major parties and so the entire evening is taken up extolling the virtues and personality of the man in question. Banquets are more or less of an ordeal today. You must sit back and try to think of something to say about the honored guests, something that will force his candidacy a little to the fore and it’s not an easy matter to think up something to say about a chap of whom you never heard and who only a few neighbors ever saw. One terrible feature these days is the practice of inviting speakers who have no other claims to the main table than the fact that they are well known political leaders and might be of importance later on. Sadder still is the fact that our speakers take it for granted that the applause is recognition of merit, rather than a desire to let the boss know that they are with him, even at his worst. : —John Jay McDevitt YOUTH, AHOY! —— By AUNT CAL —— Selection “My life is all cut and dried. I have no choice about anything and what I do makes no difference.” “So think a great many people sincerely but incorrectly, for every- thing we do and all that we come. to be is largely a matter of our own selection from the things and people which touch our lives. All about us are people and we select the ones with whom we are most interested to exchange experi- ences, to ask or to offer advice, to have good times with, and to be- come our friends; while we avoid those who do not appeal to us. “But,” I hear from some person in protest, “how about the ones that we can’t avoid but have to work and live with?” There are those, to be sure. But did you ever know a person with-) out some good qualities? The | gruffest men often have kind! hearts; the most selfish people have been known to risk their lives for a friend. Search for the good qual- ities of people rather than the bad. We have to do this even with our friends. “But I have to stay right in one place all the time and never can get away to the places I want to “More than a newspaper, ‘a community institution” ESTABLISHED 1889 THE DALLAS POST A non-partisan, liberal progressive mewspaper published every Friday morning at its plant on Lehman Awvenue, Dallas, Penna., by the Dallas Post, Inc. Entered as second class matter at the post office at Dallas, Pa., under the Act of March 3, 1879. Subscription, ~ $2 a year, payable in advance. Howard W. Risley....... ‘Manager Howell E, Rees................_. Editor Harold J. Price........ Mech. Supt. HARRISBURG WHIRLIGIG The longest continuous session of the Legislature.since 1923 was held last Thursday when the House of Representatives remained in session 11 hours and passed all of the bills to carry out the program embodied in Governor James’ special session call, Democratic attempts to filibuster consumed several hours at each ses- sion last week, and the Republican leadership allowed the opposition all the time they wanted to talk them- selves out. Pennsylvania Motor Police, Na- tional Guardsmen and Automobile Club patrol forces will be concen- trated at Valley Forge this week, where it is expected 500,000 per- sons will see the floral display of dogwood blossoms. A rainy Spring, followed by warm days, gives prom- ise of more colorful and abundant displays than for the past ten years. Republican State leaders have been analyzing primary votes in the several States and express con- fidence that “1940 is a Republican year.” In the recent Nebraska pri- mary, Republican voters totalled 184,164, Democrats 157,705. The total vote in the State, 341,869, beat the former Presidential primary record by 194,115, indicating intense voter interest. Of the 157,705 Dem- ocratic votes recorded, only 111,902 were marked for President Roose- velt. True again; but did it ever occur to you how lonely you might be if you were suddenly removed from that familiar place with all its pleasant (as well as unpleasant) memories, never to return? Pick out the things that mean much to you. Listen to strangers who exclaim over the advantages of your town. Can you not find some- thing especially valuable? Remem- ber the story of the man who searched the world for a precious stone and then came home and found it in his own backyard. We have a free choice also of the way we take things that happen to us. If we pick out the things that give us pleasure, and ignore or try to change those that we don’t like, we may find that even a most un- eventful life will take on new in- terest. Don’t be like the lady of uncertain age who was visiting a well-known » o art gallery. She came upon a mas- SCRAPBOOK ——By "Bob" Sutton—— Hello there: We're back again. How’ve you been since we saw you last? A man ‘who trims himself to suit everybody will soon whittle himself away. A Christian was being beaten by a heathen tyrant. His oppressor asked him, “What great matter has Christ ever done for you?” “Even this,” answered the Chris- tian, “that I can forgive you, though you use me so cruelly.” : Every man should keep a fair- sized cemetery in which to bury the faults of his friends. Ministers, Attention! Aim at the heart in your preaching. Not every man has a head! Seeds for thought No. 1: No ac- tive professional musician has ever been an inmate of Sing Sing prison, according to Colliers. A little more kindness, a little less creed; A little more giving, a little less Greed; A little more smile, a little less frown; ; A little less kicking a man when ! he’s down; A little more “we”, a little less Pe A little more laugh, a little less cry; A little more of flowers on the pathway of life, And fewer on graves at the end of the strife. ; Goodbye. terpiece, and stood for a moment looking at it. Then, with upturned nose, she remarked, “There is a fly speck on the upper righthand cov- ner!” Too many of us see only the com- monplace and fail to enjoy the beauty and greatness of people, sur- roundings, and events that come into. our lives. We select and em- phasize the wrong things, and thus lose a great deal of happiness and pleasure that might be ours. So long until next week. THE FIRST NATIONAL BANK DALLAS, PENNA, MEMBERS AMERICAN BANKERS’ ASSOCIATION DIRECTORS R. L. Brickel, C. A. Frantz, W. B. Jeter, Sterling Machell, W. R. Neely, Clifford Space, A. C. Devens, Herbert Hill. OFFICERS C. A. Frantz, President Sterling Machell, Vice-President W. R. Neely, Vice-President W. B. Jeter, Cashier F. J. Eck, Assistant Cashier Vault Boxes For Rent. No account too small to secure careful attention. Interest On Savings Accounts. children should have all the things are firmly convinced that their chil- dren should have every advantage possible, and lots which are not possible. Today's parents devote all their time, all their money, and most of their energy to their sons and daughters. When I saw the picture there were two women behind me discuss- ing the story. One insisted that it was a lot of nonsense, that it was hopelessly exaggerated and that such things didn’t happen. She in- sisted that children were born good or bad, that parents couldn’t do much harm or much good! I wish I could have told that wo- man about one boy I know. He is now about 15 and in his first year in high school. He is a handsome boy but he has no friends, he has no manners, and he is selfish to the core. His small world revolves around him. It is difficult to under- stand because the boy has fairly in- telligent parents. His background is of the very best. His people, par- ticularly his father, have ruined him, by giving him everything he wants. From the time he could talk he has been the center of attention. He has been loaded down with gifts since he was old enough to know what they meant. From the time he was six he has rated things by their financial value. At Christmas he informs everyone just what his gifts cost. If some unsuspecting rel- ative sends him some small remem- brance he tosses it aside with con- tempt. It didn’t cost enough! Poor boy! I often look at him and my heart aches for him. He hasn't learned yet that there are other people in the world. He is going to suffer all kinds of bad shocks because his parents aren’t always going to stand by. He won’t always be able to run to them for protec- tion. He can’t dictate to other people as he can to his father and mother. He can’t go out into the world and demand what he wants. In addition to his bad manners and utter selfishness he is a coward. He is afraid of reality. He doesn’t like to get too far away from home and I know he feels in his heart that his father will always protect him from anything disagreeable which might crop up. So “My Son, My Son” isn’t an exaggeration. The world is full of parents who ruin their sons, and they never find out until it is too late, or until something disastrous happens. After all, this is a pretty tough old world; it has always been tough, and it is probably worse to- day than it has been for generations, and yet the average parent refuses to equip his son for what is ahead of him. Fathers make their sons secure in their own small world. They live their lives for them. They indulge them, they coddle them, they baby them and protect them when today young people need self reliance, need confidence in them- selves. They need to stand on their own feet and not lean on their parent's willing shoulder. They need to look at life bravely and be unafraid. They should be able to strike out alone TO NEW YORK? STOP AT So hE hn tel ; RT 92 od on dm UP 1 MODERN ACCOMMODATIONS ¥ FRIENDLY SERVICE IDEAL LOCATION 300 ROOMS ~ 300 BATHS Write for Free Guide Book “SEEING NEW YORK" H. H. Cummings, Mgr. TET Le LTS FORMERLY 'a4™ ‘ST. HOTEL | COMING THE SENTIMENTAL SID +e By EDITH BLEZ I saw the moving picture version of the highly successful novel Son, My Son” last week and again I was impressed by the fact that the story of “My Son, My Son” is so true. : I suppose there are many people who won't believe that children be hopelessly ruined by too much attention; and to them the theme o “My Son, My Son” will be a bitter, bitter pill. ‘ This generation of parents seems to believe very strongly that their they have been deprived of. Th ONLY YESTERDAY | Items from the columns of | The Post ten years ago this | week. I From The Post of May 23, 1930: The Hi-Grade Gas and Oil Co. has purchased the Stevens Hotel pr erty in Dallas, formerly known a Raub’s Hotel, from the Dime B and Title Company for a sum sai to exceed $40,000. : John R. Wilson of Dallas Town ship has been a voter at every con- secutive election held in Dalla Township for the past 56 years. F 42 years of that time he was con stable of Dallas Township. : Scores of life-long friends, neigh- bors and relatives attended the funeral Wednesday of Stacey H. Schoonover, 67, well known miller of Centermoreland, who died Sun day morning following a week's i ness of pneumonia. : Of the scores of young men wh marched away to answer Lincoln call during the Civil War, only now live here. They are: Eli rish, Peter Culp, Fred Leong, H. Bogart and John Neur. At one ti Dallas had a G. A. R. post numb ing 25 members. Xa The control of Pennsylvani: Joseph R. Grundy and his politi machine is ended with his defi by Secretary of Labor James Davis this week. ! C. Murray Turpin will line wu against John Kmetz for Congress 2 ‘the General Election in November. A meeting was held at the h of Mrs. John A. Girvan of Clau Street on Monday night to organize a Parent-Teacher Association for Dallas Township. Officers: Mrs. John Hildebrant, president; Mrs. Geor Russ, first vice-president; Mrs. John A. Girvan, second vice-presiden Mrs. Russell Case, secretary; Arthur Kiefer, treasurer. mi and not always to be reaching back for the warm comfort of their par. ents’ hands. nl The world is filled with sad young men—sad young men who have lost their ‘way, sad young men who ar afraid, because they no longer car look to their parents for help. What we need are fewer sad young men and more young me who look at life and are willing to take it in its stride. I sincerel hope some of our over-indulgen parents take “My Son, My Son” to heart! 3 5 Briggs-Stratton Motors RUDOLPH’ ELECTRIC SERVICE WILKES-BARRE, PA. — PHONE 2-5868 — 83-35 EAST JACKSON ST. in all. Terms can be arranged. I have just bought 20 more good horses that are ready for your hard work that is here. I can show you 30 head Several of them can be seen working on my farm. | They range in weight from 1,100 to 1,700 pounds. Here is | the place to get what you want at a price never known to be so cheap. Horses sold on a full 10 day guarantee. ELMER SHAFFER Central Pennsylvania's Leading Dealer BLA BERWICK, PENNSYLVANIA =
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