Evening Republican, Volume 23, Number 18, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 20 January 1920 — Page 2

Favors a National Budget System; All Sense of Values Has Departed.

By CARTER GLASS.

meats, bureaus and boards, all inspired by a laudable enthusiasm for their work, but some by a less laudable instinct to magnify its importance and incidentally their own, bombard the committees of congress with projects, some more or less meritorious, some of no merit whatever, but all conceived in sublime indifference to the fact that the great business of government is being run at a loss and that each one of these projects increases the deficit of the government, and consequently the burden to be thrown upon the great body of people, whether the deficit be met by increasing taxes or by floating additional loans. ——. — The congress votes with a lavish hand stupendous suras conceived in a magnificent spirit of generosity with a view to the enhancement of the prestige Of the nation, or for the benefit of this or that element in the community This it does uppn the advice of the committee of congress charged with the business of caring for such special interests. Then, speaking through the great committee on appropriations, it pursues a policy of restriction with relation to the expenditures of some of the departments of the government which makes it impossible for those departments to conduct the vast affairs imposed upon them with efficiency and economy.

Lesson of Air Race: “Flying Pastor Forerunner of Flying Disaster.”

By BRIG. GEN. WILLIAM MITCHELL,

The recent transcontinental air derby plainly demonstrates that the isolation of the United States with respect to Asia and Europe is completely broken down. The airline distance covered is 5,402 miles, in less than 50 hours of actual flying time. It is as far as from Constantinople to New York; from Bertin to Denver; from Tokyo to San Francisco, and twice the distance from Europe to America. From a military aspect there is no longer any doubt that a complete control of (he air by any nation means military control of the world. From the standpoint of distances, Asia is only divided from America by 21 miles of water across the Bering strait, while the greatest distance that has to be covered over wafer between the American continent and Europe is scarcely over 300 miles, if the route through Canada, Greenland, Iceland, the islands north of Great Britain, to Great Britain, itself, is followed. The rapidity with which the airdromes were established in this test chows that they can be established with equal rapidity for. long stretches by any other nation. A rigid dirigible airship can carry ten tons of cargo, besides its crew, fuel for a long trip, and armament for its defense—ten tons of material will keep a thousand airplanes working for one day. If an Asiatic or European country desires to attack America, a system ■f airdromes could be established, successively, a defense organized against land or sea elements, and the airplanes concentrated on them successfully, •while their supply could be insured by the great rigid dirigibles working with their own countries. — is not only possible, but almost a sure accompaniment of the next war and will be resorted to by the nation gaining control of the air. Thia manner of procedure will practically negative navies, so far as their ability tn deal the first blow is concerned. - All the great nations of the world are now applying themselves strenuously to the development of an air service. America, which has the best natural advantages in the world, is probably the last of the great nations at the present time in her actual development of air power military or commercial. _ - — - -

Forecast of Supremacy of Chicago as Financial Metropolis of Nation

By J. C. WOODHULL,

Chicago has tributary to it the domain of an empire. The area fl rained by the Mississippi river and its tributaries, with its navigable lakes and rivers, unlimited water power, fertile soil, inexhaustible mineral deposits and forest growth, coupled with the enterprise and energy of its people, has developed this region into the largest productive area of raw ZZ__— A summary shows that more than half of the population of the Unipod thia great valley. It contains 70 per cent of the farm acreage of the nation, 75 per cent of its manufacturing industries, and the combined rail toad systems in mileage and value represent 70 per cent of all its similar property. It produces 75 per cent of the wheat, 80 per cent of the hoga, 75 per cent of the cattle, 50 per cent of the sheep, 50 per cent of the wool, 70 per cent of the cotton, 70 per cent of the oil, 90 per cent of the iron ore, 50 per cent of the lumber, and 60 per cent of the bituminous coal. The position of Chicago, the financial center of this aggregation of potegtiri weslth and boundless possibilities, determines its destiny as the future headquarters of the export business of the United Xs a result of the war a famine of raw materials and manufactured products prevails the world over, and the supply available for export in any mnMderahle quantity is to be found only in the main producing territory of the United States, the basin of the Mississippi valleyl ipf .sjiintn no other equal area whose production exceeds this, and a inflow of wealth, can there be any question a* to the nf Uhicaw as the future metropolis of the United Jotaies/ i ) - •

Former Secretary of the Treasury.

lam heartily in favor of a budget system. Without effective control over governmental expenditures and limitation of them to the government’s income we shall bring down upon our heads the splendid structure which our fathers have built and which we have preserved. , s The very success (which you will pardon me if I call brilliant) with which the, treaaury haahnanced the stupendous requirements imposed upon America by the great war may become a menace. All sense of values seems to have departed from among us. The depart-

Formerly of War Trade Board

Anny Air Service

THE EVENING REPUBLICAN, RENSSELAER, IKD.

HAS ONLY MEMORY

Old Minstrel Sadly Recalls Days of Affluence. Yea re Ago the Pet of Royalty, and Earning Thousands, Today Merely Regarded as an “Old Colored Man.” Leaning against the side of a moving picture theater on Broadway, a crippled old man, with white hair and deep lines In his face, stood the other day, bearing little resemblance to the man who was once the sensation of the English amusement world, the pet of royalty, and a maker of money in such quantities that it was said of him he only sipped the bubbles off champagne, leaving the drink Itself to hangers-on. Not a handful of people know of his former glory. To the passerby today he seemed simply an old ‘•colored man.” — But to the Old Timer recognition was immediate. He was none other than George Bohee, who, with his brother, Jim Bohee, was a feature of Jack Haverly’s Colored Mastodon minstrels tn this country 4O years ago and whb ln the early eighties took England off Its feet with the Introduction of negro minstrelsy, banjo playing and soft-shoe dancing there. The story of George Bohee is more timely now because of the recent visit of the prince of Wales. For when the present prince’s grandfather, the late King Edward, visited this country as prince of Wales, banjo playing was his hobby, and he later took lessons from the Bohee brothers, and often commanded them to appear at royal entertainments.

George and Jim Bohee were mulattoes. They were splendid singers and clever dancers. They always appeared together in silk costumes of gay coIoTs; highsilk “hats, and Witn banjos hung over their shoulders. They were for years with Haverly’s minstrels. In 1880 they decided to go to England, little hoping for any wonderful success there, but desiring to see the world and to try their luck. “I was in England at the period,” says the Old Timer. “The success of the Bohee brothers was instantaneous. It was remarkable. The soft-shoe dancing and banjo playing took England by storm. It became the rage, just as the jazz Is the rage here now. They were wooed by the big music halls and played a string of them every night, going from one to another. “King Edward, who was then prince of Wales, always had a hobby for the banjo. Nobody had ever played it in England as the Bohee brothers did and he summoned them early In their career there to play tor him-—Tho Bohees appeared at royal parties given by him and by the duke of Richmond and to Queen Alexandra. “I remember that one of the Bohee’s great songs in those days was “A Boy’s Best Friend Is His Mother.” Sounds slushy now, but it was a great hit in the eighties. Well, the Bohee brothers certainly were the class. They drove down Piccadilly, tandem, with an attendant in livery that would knock your eye out.

“When Jim Bohee came into the Gaiety or Criterion bar he would order champagne and never drink anything but the bubbles. That’s a fact; he would simply drink the effervescent top and let the greater part of the wine remain in the glass. “I remember one day meeting Jim In the Criterion and reminding him of an incident when he was with Haverly’s minstrels. It happened in Kalamazoo. Mich. Jim was leading the parade in a startling costume, carrying a huge drum-major’s stick which he was whirling and twirling like mad. “A frisky young colt was tied to a post, and when the parade came down with bands going full pressure and with Jim cutting high jinks in front, the colt reared up on its hind legs and fell over dead. That’s a fact “Well I asked Jim If he recalled that and he let out a roar of laughter that amazed those present Jim had cultivated an English accent and eliminated anything approaching the boisterous laugh or expression. Consequently when he lapsed Into an ordinary whoop It caused a stir, and he apologized. b ‘

-Ail this chme to my mind the other day when I happened to see George Bohee, a ghost of his old self. He made hundreds of thousands of dollars In his day. I think he makes a living now working around movie houses. ~ I stopped to talk with him and I recalled the days of forgotten glory. "Those were the days,’ he said sadly. “I forgot ,to say that the fall of the Bohees began with the death of Jim. Jim died just about the time their popularity began to- decline, and George couldn’t revive the old-time admiration of the amusement world.**

Tsingtao Thoroughly Jap.

Tsingtao is now as Japanese as It once was German. The effect, according to V. H. Cazalet, writing in the Westminster Gazette of London, is something altogether incongruous. For Tsingtao, from a little Chinese village, was changed by the Germans into a town with goodly concrete buildings, a splendid harbor and magnificent roads, comparing with those of California. Japanese policemen, Japanese officials, now are everywhere, and Japanese fhmill«B,from six toa dozen of them, occupy each big German house, once the property of one German family.

“ON DOWNY BEDS OF EASE”

Oldtimera May Recall, With Thia Writer, Their Experience With the Old Feather Mattress. Steeping Id a featherbed used to be easy for me. I did it very fluently.' I used to be able to sleep with one under me and one over me. That was in the upper and unfinished half-story of our country house that was fitted with a better air-cooled system than any air-cooled car you ever rode in! The only heat ip the house was In a big fireplace 40 feet- or so from where some of us slept in the coldest weather. The tin cup of water sometimes set in the window in case a feller got dry in the night would freeze solid and have a frappe white wart in the center, come morning. And all over the part of the upper featherbed where my breath had been distributed was a fine skating rink. A little sloping, it is true, but with ice thick enough to bold. These ticks were filled with geeseWhTskers that mother and I had extracted from the epidermises of reluctant honkers, a bunch at a time, through the spring and summer and early fall months. — - Sometimes when an inexperienced goose-barber would jerk out some of thd meat atoHg’with file basement of the feathers, the result was an unsavory condition in the tick, which nothing would eradicate except a lofig pendulous time over the palings. The air would get in its work in that way, and the sleeper on or under said bed would not have so many dreams about roosting tn a glue factory.

A few years ago when I had become mattress broke, I was parked in a small room at a country hotel and sicked onto a large embonpoint featherbed. I looked at it a long time before taking the plunge. Finally I jumped in and at once went beyond my depth. I sent up downy bubbles, trod feathers, swam little-dog fashion; used the breast stroke and the Australian Crawl, and finally, just as I was about to go down for the last time, I was guided to the surface by the smell of the seven-skunk-power oil stove, whereupon I took a deep and much-needed breath, grabbed a bedpost for safety, and got out. Then I tied two pillows to me for life-preservers and re-embarked, with an old pair of candle-molds I found In the closet as a breathing tube and periscope combined. That was years ago, and even yet I sneeze feathers every once in awhile. —Farm Life.

Method Was Effective.

“Where did you get it?” asked Magistrate Dale, in Brooklyn, of Edward E. Stack, who was before him, charged with having been found-in s state of glorious intoxication on a street corner. “Judge,” replied the prisoner, respectfully, but somewhat anxiously, “I made it myself.” “Made it yourself?” asked the magistrate. “How did you make It?” “Judge,” was the response,- “I have my own method and I want to keep it to myself.” “You raise a difficult point,” said the magistrate. “How do I know that you did not buy intoxicants?” “I’ll show you the recipe, judge,” said the prisoner. “Only please give it back to me and preserve my confidence In the matter.” The prisoner solemnly handed up a paper on which something was written. The judge read it carefully and handed it back to the prisoner. “You may go, prisoner,” said the magistrate. “Sentence is suspended.” Whereupon the prisoner left the courtroom, followed eagerly by a large body of residents of the Flatbush section.—Cincinnati Times-Star.

Cake Broken Over Bride.

It is an old belief that a marriage should take place when the moon is waxing and not waning, if it is to be a lucky match, and in many north country districts a strict inquiry is made as to the state of the moon before the wedding day is fixed. In the north, too, no wise bride wHI ask an odd number of guests to her wedding feast, for an old superstition has it that if this is done one of the guests will die before the year is out. In the Highlands it is taken as a terribly unlucky sign if a dog should run between the bridal pair on their wedding day; while in Derbyshire prospective brides still tell the bees of their wedding, and decorate the hives for the occasion. In parts of England and Scotland there exists an ancient custom for which reason is hard" to find, by which part of the wedding cake is broken over the head of the bride, and the guests scramble for pieces.—London Answers.

Reading Aloud at Home.

The season of long evenings is here. A good use for the gift of time and indoor hours is to revive the practice once almost universal of reading aloud in the family circle. Those now of middle age or older remember the pleasure and profit of such evenings in their youth, and regret the noticeable discontinuance of this beneficial custom. The great number of popular periodicals, the enlargement of the daily newspapers in scope and in number of pages, the continuous availability of the motorcar and the movies have resulted in a neglect of good literature, current and standard. This is not well, for good literature is a great educator, add a friend, once made, that never‘falls or dies.— Spokane Spokesman-Review.

Sadder Still, if the Little Parting Has Rabies CHICAGO. —Oh, messieurs and mesdames, it was so terrible, so full of the bitter anguish. The poor petite puppy dog, the tiny Pomeranian! He is torn from bees mamma’s anus; He is placed in the so common dog pound. He

is given these vulgar, what you call hamburger meat, fie starve before he eat it. The brave doggie! — It happened In the Case Lafayette, at 619 Wabash avenue. Everything is happiness. The orchestra go “La, la, la.” The mademoiselles make silvery laughter. The papas beam. The mammas are enjoying their dinneh There sits the little Pauline Heineck, twelve years old, with her papa, Dr. Aime Paul Heineck of 1809 South

Trumbull avenue. Near by is the merry party of Mlle. B. Matte, who is on the way to San Francisco from Detroit. She is the mamma of the so cute Pomeranian. See how sweet she is to him, how nice she feeds him the white meat of the chicken breast, the orange slice, the French pastry.Sudden all is discord. The music stop. The little girl is screaming. The dog is yapping. He has bit the little girl on her left band. Her papa is mad. He is calling for the police. Holy blue! It is a fright! What can she do? It is most horrible! The police lieutenant say the dog must be taken to the pound. He must be kept there until it is seen he has not rabies. Name of a pig! But yes. A messenger is sent to the railroad station in much hurry. He is to hold the train five, six, seven minute, till M’selle say good-by to her darling, precious pet. She kiss hes little nose, and dash to the taxi. M’selle come back for another kiss. She take two, three, four, five, six. She cover hes nose with kisses. She dash out. She dash back. She kiss him again. It is the last time. Ah, how she weeps! Is it not of the saddest?

Man Insists Girl Who “Killed” Him Is Mistaken

ROCKFORD, ILL. —Hold up those obituary notices for Arthur Gross of 1328 Fletcher street. Chicago. He denies he’s dead. He came back to the Hayes hotel here at 4 o'clock this afternoon and the manager showed him a telegram from C. F. Adamis & Co. of

but he’d “be derned” if Ke was going to pay any undertaker's bill. _ “The first thing I want to tell you,” he said to a reporter, “is that that story about my deatly-ls all a darned lie. And, furthermore, I won’t stand for any funeral The whole thing was cooked up by a woman. She used to be my sweetheart,' but she’s married now, and keeps taggihg after me. She followed me here. I refused to see her and she went back to Chicago. I guess when she found she couldn’t get me she wanted to 'kill’ me.” Gross is a good guesser. That’s just exactly what happened.

Large Plans of the Aurora Borealis Ice Company

MINNEAPOLIS, KAN. —Visions of affluence gone and with them $30,000 hard-earned cash, HomeY Hograth, a farmer of Minneapolis, Kan., has applied for a warrant for GallUeo Grubino, alias Galllleo Grub, alleged partici-

pant in the discovery of the North pole and promoter for the “Aurora Borealis Ice company.” One blazing hot day last July Gallileo appeared on the Hograth farm with a suveryor’s Instrument. Grubb seemed busy and preoccupied, making measurements and continually looking toward the skies. Finally, Hograth says, the stranger suddenly exclaimed excitedly, “This is the spot, the very spot.” Then Gal-

lileo Grublno introduced himself and offered to buy his farm, continually raising the price. Hograth, scenting mvsterious fortune, refused to sell. Upon his fourth visit Hograth says Gallileo finally abandoned his attempt to purchase and agreed to take Hograth into partnership. He explained that he was an Italian scientist, that he had accompanied Peary to the North pole and that the pole was really a steel projection from the center of the earth. He had invented, he told Hograth, a mighty scoop, to be attached to the nole and to be run by electricity. In the process of the earth’s revolution the would dip into the l?e of the arctic, and as the earth revolved the scoop would gradually Up and its contents fall to the earth to the exact longitude Bnd sell the place, Gallileo offered to accept the anartner upon the payment of $30,000. Hograth to remain upon the Gallileo would return to the pole harness his scoop upon I*. , Gallileo hasn’t returned from the pole.

Ouija Board Clew to Fortune Temporarily Fails

DENVER.—Mrs. Adeline Jones, pretty young Denver woman, willprobably DJlZorknow her origin or establish her claim to an immense fortune, said fcS result ot

she accidentally stumbled on to the fact that Jhe gl 1 a .Lt her father was supposedly murdered in a meat market to the “Jottether ™ we.lth, .nd tbet. eh. heir to « fortune. Foot, du up b, MeCrte > thuT and now the Indianapolis police have also confirmed the ouija a* actloo — practically gtantlated, la unexplainable. \

IN THE CITIES

225 South State street, Chicago, for whom Gross is a collector, asking particulars of his death. Gross had just spent an hour trying to convince the police there were no “particulars” and he was in no mood to give his obituary to the hotel people. The police had received two telegrams demanding the facts and asking them to see that an undertaker took charge of the body. Gross said they could go ahead, if they liked,

Rey and Schuler of the Indianapolis police department, to unravel the mystery of the giro’s parentage and babyhood history. Clues furnished the Indianapolis police by Detective Frank E. McCabe of Denver came te naught, due to the death of the parties named and the wrecking of an old Indianapolis asylum for orphans, the place from which, according to an ouija board, Mrs. Jones was taken 22 years ago last month.