"THE POST, FRIDAY, AUGUST 29, ’ 1941 SECOND THOUGHTS By javie aiche Complaints finally found a focal point at Shaeffer’s. To the economists of the luncheon table, those young and old men gathered from all of Luzerne County to toil at the various and devious tasks of government, Shaeffer’s on at least one day of ‘the week is as the Tally-Ho is to Dallas practically all the time—friendly. The day of the week that has special allure is Thursday, because that is the time for the special luncheon of fried or stewed chicken with what approximates home-made soup and noodles; and as far back as I can recall the Thursday nocn-day repast was served for a quarter. Joe O'Mara of Exeter thought there was 'a mistake in the check the waiter laid down beside his plate. For, instead of a quarter, it calied for a due of thirty-five cents. Al Dennis of Wyoming picked up his for comparison and it was the same. Of equal amounts were the bills given Paul Murray of Pittston and Dave Williams of West Wyoming and, of course, your ccmirentator fared no better. “How come?’ O'Mara directed the question at the cashier. “What happened to the twenty-five cent lunch ?” he continued. The cashier was not the least nonplussed. He had a question of his own to ask: ‘“What’s happening to everything ?” And by way of volunteering an answer he suggested that “anybody that’s married ought to know what's happening to the price of food.” And, boy, how it is happening! But, that isn’t all that is hap- pening. The price of war is the most of the catastrophic story, what with taxes eating into the wage and salary, dividends coming down by compound fractions with even the best of stocks, and De- fense industries so concentrated that populations are moving—to the great disadvantage of real estate in this sector of Pennsylvania, with its increasingly long list of tenantless dwellings. I think the boys are still mourn- ing the passing of Shaeffer’s quarter chicken lunch, and it served for several days of conversation and exchanges of experience with the grocer, the butcher and baker. Then along came magazine “Life” with its camp commentaries from griping and grousing draft and National Guard men, with fifty per cent quoted as willing-to-be-desert- ers and an additional forty per cent certain that they are the prize suckers of the world. That changed the subject until President Roosevelt's good friend, Dr. Henry Noble McCracken, presi- dent himself of Vassar College, plumped for the America First Com- mittee of Charles Lindbergh and Senator Wheeler, excoriating the ef- fontery of his chief executive, and yours, in engaging a treaty for which he had no authority with Winston Churchill, who had all the authority the British Empire could bestow. You had to look around for Eleanor’'s column of “My Day” to get the retal slant on the meeting off the rocky coast of Maine, and if you did that you found her celebrat- ing the fact that Franklin Junior and Elliott were on hand, too, for the royal engagement, with the Duke and Duchess of Kent coming later. Yeah, boy! What the man on the off-side table wanted to know was this: “When are we go- ing to hold the coronation ?” Chester Brozena, I suppose, made the most apt summation of the sym- "THE LOW DOWN FROM HICKORY GROVE Before the old Romam Empire blew up back yon- der around 2000 years ago, things were some- thing like they ‘are mow, here. Taxes were sky-high —divorce was easy as shootin’ fish — pleasure came first—spending for swords and chariots soared—religion was half- hearted. I been gassin’ about it with Henry Ford—he 1s my mnetghbor. He says, “Jo, instead of standing around with your mouth open taking in all the new theories coming over the radio or reading 2-column columns by hysterical re- porters, you better shar- pen a coupla pencils and start writing your U. S. A. senators and U. S. A. congressmen. Tell em where to start pruming expenses. Tell ’em to sweep out the Govt. psy- chologists and economic experimenters. Tell ’em to send home their som- in-law and all their other relatives. Anyway, send home all who are getting 2 thousand or upwards, ver year. That would just about empty half the buildings. Tell em to sell the surplus furniture, in- cluding the 500 thousand swivel chairs. That might help start the ball roll- ing,” he says. Henry is mot so hand- some, but brother, he sure is mo green pea. Yours with the low down, JOE SERRA. = closed it. “Listen! posium. In fact, he What Chester said was: Prices may be going up and we all may be going up with them, to hell knows where. But the fellow in the White House has the inside track. He ought to know what he’s doing. I have two brothers already in ser- vice and they’re not griping. If they were I wouldn't speak to them. “I haven't a son, but if I had one and he needed to be coddled into defense of this land of ours—well, I wouldn’t be writing letters to the papers about it. I'd simply shoot the pup!” So far as I have been able to learn, Chester Brozena isn’t a can- didate for office. All he is, I may add, is a third-generation Ameri- can. I, who am only second gen- eration, feel like an immigrant every time I hear some one refer to Ches- ter as a “foreigner.” Ei HISTORIC 1 HERITAGE RTT 8 rout THRIFT THE PURITANS WOULD HAVE PERISHED ON 3% THAT “STERN AND OUR a MOCRACY UT THESE HARDY WORKERS 18h i i i— WITH THE BIBLICAL NAMES — NATHANIEL , NOAH , DANIEL, -— Fi JOSHUA, GIDEON, ELI, ICHABOD,~ KNEW THEIR OLD TESTAMENT, PARTICULARLY JOSEPHS STORY OF THE SEVEN GOOD AND SEVEN FAMINE YEARS, — AND WHAT HE DID ABOUT IT. rian J S MOTIVATING HERITAGE OF OURS HAS MADE AMERICA Se WHAT IT IS AND HAS RESULTED IN HISTORY'S GREATEST AGGREGATE OF INDIVIDUALS’ THRIFT — 1174 BILLION IN LIFE INSURANCE OWNED BY 65 MILLION AMERICANS TODAY. “Truth, Crushed to Earth, Shall Rise Again!” THE SAFETY VALVE - By Post Readers As I Saw It Editor The Post: Four o'clock in the morning and I had just crawled back between the covers after closing the windows because of the rain. As I lay there awake, I could not help thinking what inconvenience and delay the farmers would be put to in their harvesting and what a messy day it would be for travelling. All the while flashes of lightning ran across the sky and eerie shadows played on the walls of our room. Gradual- | 1 ly the storm was lessening in fury. Silence, then a terrifying crash {followed by the low-throated rum- ble of thunder and I could almost (sense a tree falling to the earth somewhere in the woods across the way. It was too early for dawn yet the room grew brighter—sud- denly I heard the shouting of men mingled with the agonized cries of animals. Could it be fire? Leaping out of bed and running to the window, I saw at once the source of the light and noises was a barn completely in flames. On went my clothes and boots while my “better half” also struggled rather sleepily into a costume a bit more fashionable than bed clothes. an old fishing hat for protection house and ran up the road. “Are the animals safe, did you drive them out?” was my first question. The answer was just this: “We drove threelout and untied the rest but we couldn’t go back in a second time to get any more.” By this time bleary-eyed men were coming from every direction everything from the barn housing the machinery which stood so close to the burning building. First to be moved was a car whose front end parts waiting repair. ter, next the binder and finally, | after many loads of articles usually Grabbing my old service coat and | from the driving rain, I left the | and immediately started to remove | was -up in the air hanging like a | lifeless creature for underneath it | on the floor lay its motor in many | Then the cut- | ton a farm, we dragged out the old | | sleigh. I “Will the other barn catch ?"’ was { the auestion cn evervone’s lips and jas if in answer the flames reached | | out and licked at its side succeeding | in starting a small patch of fire. Up {with a ladder theA several | buckets of water—suceess. Now the only thing left to do was {to stand bv and protect the re- | maining buildings. This was our i first chance to congregate and talk | it over and as a chorus every man said: “Thank God for the rain, may it enntinne!” |' Mot until then had one of us real- |ized that we were soaked to the skin but none minded the drenching for the rain was our ally and only hope to save the other buildings. As there was nothing more to do. I came home. shed my clothes and an that was readv, for me. “Are you going to bed?” asked my wife and 1 wearily replied, “I guess not, it’s davlight and T don’t believe I could sleep anyway.” I write the above article not as a literary contribution but merely as a protest to the newspaper re- port which read and I quote: “Early this morning, a barn in Sweet Val- ley owned hv the Long family was struck by lightning and was com- pletelv = destroyed. Three were led out and four more fled jo the pasture leaving eight cows { and five horses to perish. Nothing | was saved and the loss is reported ! to be $10,000.” | J. L. M.; Jr. eagerly drank the steaming coffee | horses | | shall conquer, then in victory give | “More than a newspaper, a community institution” THE DALLAS POST ESTABLISHED 1889 A mon-partisan liberal progressive newspaper pub- lished every Friday morning at its plant on Lehman Ave- nue, 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. Subscriptions, $2 a year, payable in advance. Single copies, at a rate of Sc each, can be obtained every Fri- day morning at the following newsstands: Dallas; Hislop’s Rest- aurant, Tally-Ho Grille; Shaver- town, Evans’ Drug Store; Hunts- ville, Frantz Fairlawn Store. Editor and Publisher HOWARD W. RISLEY Associate Editors MYRA ZEISER RISLEY WARREN F. HICKS Contributing Editors FRED M. KIEFER JOHN V. HEFFERNAN Mechanical Superintendent HAROLD J. PRICE Vote Lake Township Dry Editor The Post: lenge to the voters of Lake town- ship. You have in your power at | this primary election the authority of whether your township shall legalize the sale of beer and liquor | for another four years or take the way of nobleness and say “Lake township shall be a leader in the Back Mountain Region in voting | dry on both beer and liquor.” We cannot yet realize the effect that such a splendid decision would have | upon the youth of today, who are the leaders in the world of tomor- row. | We, who are to lead your nation | atter you have passed, | must have comrades who are pure, | clean-cut men and women or else | the destiny of our great nation is | in peril. Will you not do your hum- | ble, yet highly responsible and de- | cisive duty of stating that you are | with us by pulling down the “No” {levers on each question? You who | vou do one more patriotic deed for your community before you pass to the world beyond. Could you leave | | a better inheritance to your com- final “No” to the liquor business ? Children and young people of Lake township, you who have not yet acquired the civic privilege of voting, you may assist in this cru- | sade by asking your parents, your older sister, or brother, or your neighbors to help vote your town- ship dry. Show them that you are really interested in this battle. Temperance workers and we who believe in the teachings of Christ, let us band ourselves together in this noble fight for the right. Let us pray much and believe that we God all the glory to whom it right- fully belongs. If you wish to con- tribute financial aid, which is much needed in this cause, you may send | lit to me and feel sure that it will that | need and | are feeble and aged, we ask that | munity at present than a firm and | | be used in this cause, | Let us take a look at the facts | compiled by W. G. Calderwood and | published in a Book of Temperance Facts: | “The number of prisoners in fed- | eral institutions on June 30, 1935, | (repeal) was 1,000 higher than the | previous all time high.” | “During the fiscal year ending | June 30, 1935, the population of | federal penal institutions increased {from 12,201 to 15,417, said to be | the largest increase of any year in the nation’s history.” “The total cost of crime to the people of the United States has been frequently reported at 15 bil- lion dollars per year by J. Edgar Hoover, chief of the F. B. I. Alco- hol is responsible for a large pro- portion of this crime.” “Even in the cosmopolitan city of New York, records show that | during wet 1912 to 1916, the aver- age number of arrests for intoxi- cation per year was 23,404 but in the same city during the dry years 1926 to 1930 the average arrests for drunkenness was 12,010 — that means a decrease in New York City of 48.6 per cent in arrests for dunk- enness comparing dry years with the wet.” Consider carefully these facts and the challenge to you who are the voters. Persuade your neighbor to vote dry too. Albert J. Crispell. Ghastiy Parade Editor The Post: Stating that the ‘disfigurement THE SENTIMENTAL SIDE By EDITH BLEZ constant complaint against looking grateful I should be for the things FOOTNOTES By EMMONS BLAKE When I first described Bushnell, I called it a small town. That was because all the town’s business was confined to three buildings. But I was wrong. Bushnell is really large. It stretches far beyond where we can see, which is considerable in Nebraska. The wire that leads electricity to the world’s biggest light is small; the spark that starts the fiercest fire is tiny. So it is with Bushnell. The town is just the heart of some- thing bigger. The aircraft beacon with its ten-mile sweep just about covers Greater Bushnell. Farmers up to eighteen miles distant have plates over their auto licenses read- ing “Bushnell.” A boy who lives six miles from the center of town was talking about how the beacon flashed into his window all night long; another from four miles the other way spoke up. ‘Seventeen seconds.” They laughed and nod- ded. There was a community spirit in these boys’ counting of the time lapse in flashes. Last month during harvest, itiner- ant workers were baffled when they were told that there was work to be had in Bushnell, only to be di- rected on arrival, to farms four to fifteen miles distant. But that difference does not seem to register with the farmers. They sail blithely into directions for finding a neigh- bor, “Ten miles due west, until you come to Bogle’s half section, then three to the right.” In some parts of the country, weddings and funerals are either private or invitational. Here, if they are not secret, weddings, like | funerals, are public. A car seldom leaves Bushnell bound for a nearby town, only half loaded; the driver will wait until he has found others to go along. It is not necessary that they be friends, for if they aren’t at the start of the trip, they will be at the finish. It was in this manner that I have come to know many of the people here. Statistics workers must have their hands full when they try to tabu- late anything from this district. The “town” in the last census was 252. But from the small town, almost that many men and boys haye regis- tered for the draft. Two hundred and some boys and girls are listed in the 4-H. And if one were to be- lieve the figures he would find that every family must have three cars. I no longer start when I hear one farmer ask another how the weath- er is at his end of Bushnell. NN FREEDOM The columnists and con- tributors on this page are allowed great latitude in expressing their own opin- I i0oms, even when their | opinions are at variance | of our country” by billboards is one | We of the Youth’s Temperance | of the practices which makes people | | Council are throwing out this chal- | dislike the ‘Heartless Corporation,” | ness this disfigurement of our coun- | Lytle Hull, well-known columnist for | try; and it is one of those practices | small-town newspapers said in a re- | which makes | ‘Heartless Corporation.’ | cent column: | “All this stuf about America First’ is the bunk—unless you do it from the air or ‘across country.” If you use the roads, you | occasionally get a fleeting vista be- {tween the sign boards, but don’t | take advantage of it because the | next corner is probably hidden ‘be- hind a lovely temptress juggling a | package of Camergold cigarettes. | The best system is to pull into one lof the many parking spaces pro- | vided by the Squirma Shave Com- pany and see your country on foot. | This takes longer but is more rest- | ful and educational; besides which | [you will find a very beautiful and | completely undiscovered landscape | | hehind that never-ending and ghast- | {ly parade of papered lumber. “What disciple of sadism first in- vented this horrible method of tor- | ture for his féllow countrymen? | | What spirit of evil could rouse in | | the human breast such passion for | gain? What perverted economist | | ever dreamed that a hundred thou- | sand miles of gasoline and scft drink | exaggeration could be read and di- | | gested at 55 miles per hour? “The writer has just returned from a motor trip through South Carolina and North Carolina, Vir- ginia and Pennsylvania. He can’t tell you anything about the scenery because he couldn’t see it. but he can tell you that the ‘Battle of the Colas’ is raging madly: that the hotels are having a big, but expen- sive roadside season; that every gasoline is better than every other gasoline and that most of our mo- tor oils will do everything but knit sweaters. There are salad dressings | which make your mouth water (un- | til you taste them). There are pills { which make old men young—and vice-versa, and there are iceboxes with skating rinks, with those of The Post == = SERIOUS BUSINESS “Joking aside, it's a serious busi- dislike It is diffi- people ‘Seeing | cult for a poor man who owns a | farm. or piece of land beside the highway to resist the cash which he j may be offered for a sign location— { and very often | placed upon the property of others | without their knowledge and con- {ens who are tugging at the leash, I sent, and it is costly to have it re- | there are dozens who have been these signs are moved, sometimes requiring court action. “It is very sad and sordid and makes one admire the government every time it creates a federal park and throws out the desecrators of our beautiful country.” Yours for zoning, R.A. H. the ! It seems to me each year I get around to writing a column about the dullness of keeping house and I do hope I am not boring you with this at the same four walls each day. I know I should be glad to have four walls to look at and I realize how I do when so many people have no homes but it is useless to try to comfort a fortunate person with something she hasn't experienced. I have come to the conclusion that it is very silly to educate our girls too highly if they are to become wives and mothers! If our girls are to marry and keep house, why fill their heads with careers! Don’t give me the age-old argument that a girl never knows what she will be forced into and that many a girl loses her hus- band and finds herself forced to support herself and perhaps her children. For the few girls who must work after marriage, there are hundreds who are housekeepers and wives and mothers all their lives. I really am not acquainted with the statistics but I believe that the average young woman today ends her career as a wife and moth- er with little or no real prepara- tion for either one, I know there are many girls who enjoy keeping house but I have al- ways felt if the truth were really known, after a year or two of mar- riage as it is today, the average girl begins wishing she were back | at the office! She begins rebelling against the business of keeping house, and laundry lists, and mak- ing .the money stretch and most of all she detests being dependent on her husband for money for herself! She has been educated to be free and independent and in marriage she discovers she cannot be inde- pendent. She discovers, as hun- dreds before her, that it is a man’s world and to get along successfully in a man’s world she must be wil- ling to take her rightful place— which is second! I was talking with a young man just this past week, a very intelli- | gent young man, who is about thirty. I asked him what he thought about ja woman’s freedom after marriage. I asked him if he would like his wife to enjoy the same freedom he demanded and he was very emphatic in his answer. He insisted that a woman could not be free, he didn’t want his wife to enjoy too much freedom! Certainly he loved her and provided a good home for her and took good care of her but her place, he insisted, was in the home and he did not want her to have too many outside interests. He had married her to help him make a home, as a mother for his chil- { dren, and her place in the home was as cook, maid and housekeeper! He didn’t see what disadvantages she was facing. He thought she was very lucky! Her hours were easy, she had plenty of time to do more or less as she pleased during the day and it was only natural for a woman to be at the beck and call of {her husband. It was her duty to wait on him, to see that he was comfortable, to cook good meals and keep his home attractive with- out too much fuss and bother. He insisted that human nature was so constituted that a woman's place was rightfully in the home! If woman's place is in the home why are woman educated to take their place outside the home? Why are sO many women anxious to get out of the home? Why are adult classes in the public schools filled with women, why do women be- come such bridge fiends, why are they forever reaching out for some- | thing else, why are they forever trying to broaden their horizon? | For the few women who are con- | tented keeping house there are doz- { trained to be self-supporting and if [I can judge from what I see, the ' next generation will be even worse! | We are educating our girls along the wrong lines and it is our fault if we are rearing a generation of girls who think of keeping house i as something which one does in her i spare time! 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