[SECOND THOUGHTS
Beneath The Honor I Have Wept
- And Yet, By Gum, I Do Accept
Dear Eph McCoy and Abram Pike
And not forgetting Cap Chris Rice:
Committeeman’s a job I like,
‘Your choice of me was mighty
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ae SENTIMENTAL
By EDITH BLEZ
Have you ever heard of Ruth and Bill Albee? Of course you haven't
! but I hope you will want to know more about them after I tell you their
story. I happened on the Albees quite unexpectedly. I found them in the
library on one of the terrifically hot nights last week. I couldn’t manage
to find a cool spot so I decided to find something cool to read and when
my eyes lit on “Alaska Challenge” I didn’t hesitate for one minute. I
GIMME A MATCH
: By FRED M. KIEFER
If it is true that you can tell the kind of person a man is by the com-
pany that he keeps then Page Six is a sufficiently safe moral harbour for
this writer. 3
It is also, presumably, true that no one of the columnists on the sheet
could very often agree with another. But. that, to be sure, is what makes
participation interesting. If we all thought the same way we would all
SIDE|
probably say the same things and as a consequence some of us would |. , nice, : ap gh didn’t even read the blurb on the jacket of the cover because I suspected
get fired, Mr. Rees’ kind words to the contrary. We % Sno the line, we'll skin the if the book was about Alaska it must have a few cold chapters! 2
But I was quite unprepared for
i what went on between the covers
of a book which didn’t appear to
This particularly applies to javie§
aiche, Rives Matthews and myself
who find it impossible to keep our
necks in when the political omnibus
passes down the street. Edna Blez
Las a cornet on her neat, sensitive
and excellent writing and cannot be
And do it in a manner hearty,
Just tell us when ‘it’s time to go—
Yip, yip, yee-ow! The Buckskin
~_ +
THE LOW DOWN FROM p, vip
HICKORY GROVE | | wr oiisstiommn.
3 ; ‘I'm teaming with Ralph Hazeltine,
I just been reading | I'll pace along with Joe MacVeigh,
some more about Uncle The prospect never was more fine
BOOKS
“Piano in the Band”. Dale
Curran, Reynal & Hitchcock.
be very exciting. I enoyed every
page of it ‘and when I finished I
was quite disappointed that there
were not a few more pages, so I
‘included with the trio mentioned.
Nor would it be seemly to do so
since, if Mr. Matthews is anything
like Mr. aiche and the writer, our
private conversation would turn the
lady’s heart to stone.
That the conductor of “Second
Thoughts” is as versatile a chap as
"ever changed affiliations not even his
enemies (if he has any) could deny.
javie really goes to town when he
hits his rhyming stride. His poetry
is good poetry. Not comparable, of |-
course, to those mysterious, fog-
: bound illusions found in Browning
but fine, American poetic expres-
sion. I have always got more plea-
sure from Robert W. Service than
from Browning, anyhow.
So far as Mr. aiche’s political
spell-binders are concerned I shall
try to combat them in their proper
place between now and November.
But how far can a one-language man
get with a fellow who translates
from the Polish, Lithuanian, Sans-
krit and Bessarabian? You may be
interested to have the free trans-
lation of that last line of Mr. aiche’s
in last week’s “Second Thoughts”,
which, incidentally and according to
Mr. aiche is from the Bessarabian.
After considerable difficulty I ran
down a Bessarabian Prince in Slop-
py Tony's at Harvey's Lake last Sat-
‘urday evening and here is the Eng-
lish for the quotation, “Where the
Greeks have failed, John will make
a word.” ;
Appropos of this line, Mrs. Kief-
er thanks Mr. aiche but begs him
remember that her husband will ac-
‘company her and armed to the teeth
in the bargain.
Now, this man is an opponent of
sky-reaching ability himself so
imagine my dismay at finding my-
self sandwiched between two Dem-
ocrats last week. Rather, let us say,
between a Democrat—Mr. aiche—
and a New Dealer—Mr. Matthews.
However, 1 take some relief from
the belief that Mr. Matthews is
slightly befuddled. If I am not mis-
taken the Maryland editor was anti-
Roosevelt some few months ago. His
present geographical situation, no
doubt, accounts for his agile som-
* ersault.
Be it here understood that I have
no personal quarrel with Democrats.
They may pay political obeisance to
whom they will. “I shall neither
copy their humility nor disturb
their devotion.” (Quote: Tom Paine)
Then, too, from a late editorial in
this paper entitled, “We'll Take
Willkie,” I am led to suspect that a
little assistance may be forthcoming
if the going gets too tough. Be that
as it may, as long as you good peo-
ple back here stand as steadfast
Republicans, I feel that I shall come
out all right in the end. And don’t
Jet anyone fool you—not even Mr.
Matthews— Willkie is our next Pres-
ident. And this is said not to dis-
courage Eph McCoy.
If this is incoherent—and I sadly
feel it is—there’s an excuse. I am
currently afflicted with a hard case
of mental saddle-sores at the pros-
pect of a three weeks’ horse-back
thumping that lies ahead. Besides,
Mr. Roosevelt has uttered nothing
sufficiently brilliant lately to goad
me into party action.
THE SAFETY |
~ VALVE
This column is open to
everyone. Letters should be
plainly written and signed.
Editor:
All right! What does it mean! I
refer, of course, to javie aiche’s clos-
ing line last week: “Neglesna vod-
nek marduk jedna.)” What is it,
double talk?
Curious
(No double talk, Neglesna
vodnek marduk jedna is a Bes-
sarabian corruption of the Ru-
manian maxim which means
“Angels, when among men,
should wear armor.” Editor.)
—Q—
Editor:
I imagine I will not be the only
one to criticize your choice of il-
lustration for the front page of last
week’s Post. Is there not enough
interesting material for pictures
‘these days without resortimg to a
display of half-clad girls?
Critical
(Being a bachelor, the Edi-
tor is particularly susceptible to
pictures of beautiful girls. He
will be more careful in the fu-
ture, though.)
Samuel and his ventures
into business, and boy, he
takes the cake.
The latest I been read-
ing is about a deal down
near Boston where the
Govt. wanted to start an-
other housing project. So
they bought out the Bo-
hemia Club there, for 18
thousand dollars. But in
order to get going on the
proect, they had to get rid
of the clubhouse, so they
sold the building back to
the Bohemians for 105
dollars. The club moved
it across the street to a
vacant lot. Brother, that
is financing, a la Samuel.
But my meighbor says,
Jo, don’t get too excited—
calm yourself. The Govt.
gourd research makes |
your clubhouse financing
look sick, he says. The pa-
per says the Govt. look-
ed into the idea of using
gourds for bird houses.
And they finally deducted
and decided that the size
of the gourd should be in
proportion to the size
of the bird, for it was
found useless to invite a
large bird to mest in a
small gourd.
I musta looked kinda
dubious, or something, be-
cause Henry says, alright,
read it yourself—here it is
in this Florida newspaper.
Yours with the low down,
JO SERRA.
Ta
RICOCHETS
— By Rives Matthews—
To us it seems strange so few of
the large organs of public opinion
have devoted much editorial atten-
tion to the proposed compulsory
draft bill now before our legislators
in Washington. The speed with
which this measure is being pushed
through both Houses should make a
few big papers inquire as to the
reasons for all the haste.
Are we in grave danger of an at-
tack from Herr Hitler?
they know in Washington the rest
of the country is obliged to take on
faith? Why must we have 400,000
men under arms by October 1st?
And why should they be men be-
tween 21 and 31, if we are not in
danger of an immediate declaration
of war? Why not take the young-
pool room and drugstore corner
bums between 18 and 21 who have
not yet made themselves valuable
to society and to themselves, and
give: them a year’s military train-
ing? And why not take them every
year from now on as they leave high
school or college?
We know of several cases where
grave hardships would be worked if
men between 21 and 31 were to be
called in this first draft. We know
of men in this group who are per-
forming useful social functions,
whose places would be hard to fill,
should they be called away to drill
and shoulder arms. And we wonder
whether some of them, after their
draft period was up, would be able
to get back their old jobs, or to re-
capture their skillss.
The next group to be called, we
understand, is the 31 to 45 group.
This age period finds men who are
just beginning to be successful, or
who have reached their peacetime
success. To take them away from
their normal pursuits would inflict
irreparable hardship on many in
this group.
No one, of course, with any pa-
triotic feelings at all would try to
keep out of going off to fight an
enemy should this nation be attack-
ed, but until we can be shown that
such a danger is immediate and im-
minent, it seems to us that it would
be highly unfair to take everyone
out of their peacetime tasks to train
them against an eventuality, when
the country has so many young men
who would not be thus penalized,
and who would actually be bene-
fited by a year of army discipline,
if we were to begin this compulsory
military training gradually, and
gradually make it a part of the pat-
tern of every American's path to
manhood.
If it is trained reservists we need,
then it seems to us that the young-
er we start training them the bet-
ter and that it would be folly to ex-
pend a year’s training now on the
middle aged group, whose military
usefulness will diminish more rap-
idly.
What is it |
sters leaving high schools, all the.
‘| much.
For pioneering. Hip, hooray!
We'll freeze out Willkie, Rose-a-velt
We'll leave so cold he'll need a
reefer,
The campaign in the frontier belt
Is in the bag, says Fred M. Kiefer.
Our platform is the core, the pith
Of common sense. [Ill take the
rap,
I'll buttonhole with Herb A. Smith
And I'll orate with Clyde N. Lapp.
This Heffernan, half cow, half goat,
Was schooled, they say, by Mister
Dooley, :
I'm out to help him milk the vote
With Sherman’s heir, good Doc-
tor Schooley.
We'll jazz with youth and make
it hot.
The distaff vote?
son,
On terms of Junior D. T. Scott |
And Henry W. Peterson.
We jest can’t lose, we've got to win
And say, there shouldn't be
muchta
This fight at all, we'll romp right in,
The whole of us and Michael
Kuchta.
We'll meet ’er,
What DO you want? we'll ask the
folk, :
That's what they'll get.
pledge it so.
A Buckskin promise ain't no joke.
Them other parties fall so low
They build a platform jest for fun
But ours is small enough to tote-—
Away from it, that's how they run,
We sample ours with every vote.
We'll
Yip, yip, yee-ow! Hip, hip hooray!
Jest point them out, the dad-
gummed foe,
We'll scalp them in the injun way,
The way we did long years ago.
From Campbell's Ledge to Coxe’s
Bluff
And Tilbury of Chief McCarty
We'll show them that they can’t
get tough.
With us, the U. S. Buckskin Party.
Your correspondent has discov-
ered that sponsorship by the metro-
politan press means a tidal-wave of
demands for more clippings than are
afforded by the routine distribution
of New York newspapers in Luzerne
County. So he has referred to
“Sammy on the Square” the late
petitioners for copies of “The Pinch
Hitter,” as elegantly published in
the New York Herald-Tribune of
July 29. Sammy's extras ran out
on Tuesday, but he continues to ac-
cept mail orders. And your corres-
pondent is weary of typing and sign-
ing at-home reproductions.
Since The Post was first with “I
Love The United States,” as it was
with “The Pinch Hitter,” it may be
somewhat in confirmation of edi-
torial judgment to know that repro-
duction in The Congressional Record
“AND You WENT For A WaLk ON A SUPER-HIGHWAY!”
The motorist is protected by an all-steel body,
but the walker hasn't even a strong bumper.
of that opus has been followed by its
adoption for school-room reading at
Marywood College, the parochial
schools of Pittston City and the pub-
lic schools of Wheeling, West Vir-
ginia. What else may happen to it
only God knows, but when last
heard of the tribute of devotion to
a grand country was being posed
before Nelson Eddy and Jeannette
MacDonald at Hollywood.
This column will not recognize it
as a fait accompli until sometime in
September he has heard that Fred
Kiefer has recited it from the top-
most peak of the northwestern
Rockies, with a camp-fire as foot-
lights and grizzly bears to growl
approval. That other big-gun Nim-
rod, Chester Krushefski of Newport
Township, who ought to be with
Freddie but contents himself with
pelts of wild-cats, has reserved
judgment as to what shall be done
by the school authorities of the
bailiwick whose votes he engineers
to the greater glory of the land
where every man is dictator to his
own destiny—we hope.
But, what your correspondent has
to offer, other than his acceptance
of appointment to the National Com-
mittee of the Buckskin Party, is a
suggestion that The Post respond
to a demand. Somebody has been
passing around the ‘Ballade of Fu-
tillity’”” which your correspondent
authored for The Conning Tower of
Franklin P. Adams months ago, the
publication being, of course, in The
New York Post. If your pages can
stand the strain, here it is:
BALLADE OF FUTILITY
I'm out of town when the Chief goes
by,
I'm not at home when the show’s
at hand,
I miss the hue and I miss the cry,
The cheering crowd and the blar-
ing band.
When joy’s afloat I'm the desert
sand,
At sea when ashore are thrills
sublime,
In gear reverse are my journeys
planned,
I'm never there in the nick of
time.
The team’s behind in the ninth and,
Fie!
The first two men up to bat are
fanned
And next in line is the pitcher, I
Get up from my seat and leave
the stand.
I'm hardly out of the park when
pand-
Emonium rings, the heavens
chime, @
The break that we needed to tie is
spanned,
I'm never there in the nick of
time.
To win the Sweepstakes I often try,
I map the race like McNally’s Rand,
I purchase tickets at prices high
But no award does my luck com-
mand.
The agent who leaves my desk will
land - i
An office ticket, shared dime by
dime,
It captures one of the prizes grand.
I'm never there in the nick of
time.
L’Envoi
Prince, when my scroll and my
shield are scanned.
Find there a lemon, mayhap a
lime, 3
Count me as one with the hard-luck
brand.
I'm never there in the nick of
time,
THE OLD
SCRAPBOOK
——By "Bob" Sutton —
Hello:
I was just thinking. It's not so
good to get angry, but isn’t it fun
when you make up again? Say,
what thrill is there to compare?
Each one was entirely to blame of
course; not the other. It's great to
be man enough to apologize.
It does take strength too, to ask
for. forgiveness for a wrong. Our
pride doesn’t let us think we are
wrong. But the man who will win,
is the man who gives in, for the
sake of auld lang syne.
——
FORGIVENESS
If I have caused the teardrops
Down your dear cheeks to start,
If I have robbed you of the joy
That once was in your heart.
If I have spoken words so harsh
That made you wonder how
I could be so mean and cold,
I hope you'll understand it now.
Forgive me dear, for each hard word
That pierced your wounded soul,
Forgive me dear, if I have made
A burden on your roll.
But please believe me when I say
"T'was all for your own good;
To urge you on to better things,
And help you on life’s road.
—
Some people are like toy balloons.
When they are pricked they go off
with a bang and henceforth are use-
less.
pe
It’s all right to reach the top of
the ladder, but if you jump around
too much, it'll break.
a
A dime may be smaller than a
cent but it’s worth ten times as
“More than a newspaper,
a community institution”
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Howell E. Rees.................... Editor
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—_——
Getting back to this matter of
forgiveness, isn’t it small matters
that cause words anyway? Are we
so small that some petty thing can
get us arguing with someone we
love ?
——
Here's a good text: “Readily for-
giving one another, if any has a
grievance against another.” Colos-
sians 3:13.
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MY DAYS OF DAYS
By Blanche A. Lamberson
Noxen
There is never a day but the sun
shines,
Tho’ behind a cloud it may be.
There is never a day but some bless-
ing,
God bestows on you and me.
There is never a day but some priv-
ilege
To help some poor sin sick soul.
Oh! Lord, make this my day of days,
Help me to reach my goal.
If you know of one thing that gives
beauty,
In this drab old world of ours,
If you know one thing that gives
brilliance,
Like an everlasting star,
If you know one thing that gives
fragrance
Like a sweet and dewy flower,
Spread it o'er God's world like a
rainbow
That comes after a refreshing show-
er.
If you know .one thing that will
bring happiness,
To some sick and storm-tossed soul,
If you know one thing of kindness
That will help them do their best,
Spread it oe’r their world like sun-
shine
Faith in God will do the rest.
FREEDOM
The columnists and con-
tributors on this page are
allowed great latitude in
expressing their own opin-
ions, even when their
opinions are at variance
with those of The Post
a2
could find out what the Albees did
after they arrived in San Francisco
again.
J
| But I am ahead of my story and
jail good stories should begin at
the beginning. Ruth and Bill Albee
were just an ordinary couple but
there was one difference between
them and the general run of young
married couples. They were adyen-
turers—adventurers who were very
much bored with the dull routine
of domesticity. They had been mar-
ried two years when they decided
the time had arrived when they
should be on their way. They had
very little money but they had stout
hearts, plenty of courage and
“itchy” feet. :
Of course their people thought
the Albees were completely out of
their minds but what other people
thought never bothered this young
couple. What they - wanted they
i went after in a big way. They spent
|
i most of their money on equipment:
land began walking to Alaska. You
I might believe by this time that Ruth
| Albee was a strong girl who had
. plenty of experience tramping the
| wilderness but her health was real-
i ly nothing to brag about, and her
{husband was a victim of fallen
' arches, but they wanted to walk to
I Alaska and walk to Alaska they did!
They walked through almost un-
broken wilderness for 10 weeks.
They were warned from the very
beginning that they wouldn't make
iit, that there wasn’t even a map
i they could use. No one had really
i succeeded in getting through the
i route they planned to take but Ruth
{and Bill Albee didn’t let a little
| thing like that bother them. They
, had made up their minds and they
| would not be discouraged!
When they reached the destina-
‘tion they had planned as their goal
they wanted to go on farther but
they were stopped by the advent of
a new arrival, and they settled down
in Nome, where Bill got a job and
Ruth busied herself with the rou-
tine of keeping house and raising a
family a good many miles from San
Francisco.
But the Albees were not finished
with their adventuring! A small
Eskimo village was badly in need
of a school teacher and when Bill
was asked to take the position Ruth
didn’t hesitate for one minute. They
both taught and in addition to
| teaching, Bill was the village doc-
{ tor, in fact, he had so many titles
I he never knew just who he was sup-
| posed to be.
| Imagine two young people under-
| taking such a tremendous task, par-
i ticularly in a village where even the
|language was strange. But the Al-
| bees were a huge success. They had
| another baby and they spent a fine
|year trying to teach Eskimo chil-
ldren English. I hope I have given
you enough of “Alaska Challenge”
to encourage you to read it because
the Albees are really worth getting
acquainted with. It seems impossible
{that one couple could do so much,
ibut I am beginning to believe that
truth is really stranger than fiction!
$2.00. 261 pages.
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leaders of the bands. In “Piano in
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one of these band-leaders, but from
the other side of the stand, as it
were. We see Jeff Walters, not
through the eyes of his enthusiastic
public, but through the eyes of his
‘musicians. And, the picture is not
altogether a pleasant one. For Jeff
Walters is not altogether a pleasant
person. As a leader he is magnifi-
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of music that gives him a following
wherever he is. But as a man, as a
“boss”, he is hated and feared by all
of his men.
How the already tense atmosphere
fairly crackles when Frenchy, a one-
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with his beautiful wife, is related
by George Baker, the “piano” in the
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every day is drawing them nearer
to that climax when the iron con-
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help the situation, and his satirical,
mocking notes clearly mirrored his
feeling toward this leader who made
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Interspersed with this rather
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which should be of interest to young
people. The book is neither a psy-
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nor a chronicle of jazz music. It is
a little of both and that makes it
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