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THURSDAY, DEC. 21, 19.13. NRA AND THE FUTURE T3Y extending the blanket re-employment code until the first of May the President preserves one of the chief props of national recovery. About 30 per cent of the workers who are not yet protected by NRA codes for Individual industries otherwise would be out in the cold on New Year's day. Long before May it is to be hoped that all industries will be under separate codes. We are not disposed to blame General Johnson and NRA for failure to get all of the separate codes into working shape within the original time limit. On the contrary, we believe that NRA, with all of its mistakes, has set a record for speed and for efficiency when the novelty and magnitude of its task are considered. But the finest thing to be said about the recovery administration is that it is not resting on its laurels. It appears to know that only part of the job—probably the easiest part—has been done. It is facing tremendous problems, altogether aside from bringing the remaining 30 per cent of industry under sepiarate codes. Among those problems at least three are outstanding: It always is easier to write a law or a code than to administer and enforce. Because NRA by necessity has devoted its time during the first period to writing codes, the second phase job of code enforcement has hardly begun. There are many chiselers, big and little. Enforcement machinery is completely inadequate. Rapid enforcement is essential—not because of any vindictive crack-down spirit, but because a chiseling minority can undermine the entire recovery structure. Sincere NRA manufacturers and merchants can not long stand up against chiseler competitors. To the lawabiding majority of NRA business men, as well as to the recovery program as a whole, general code enforcement is vitally necessary now. The need is for further shortening of hours to achieve the NRA purpose of substituting jobs and purchasing power for unemployment. Official and semi-official figures indicate that there are more than six million unemployed in addition to four million on temporary government made-work, or a total of ten million who are not being absorbed by industry under present code hours. Unless NRA reduces code hours a blanket thirty or thirty-five-hour week law probably will be passed by congress before winter ends. The problem of prices rising faster than purchasing power. The President has foreseen this danger from the beginning. Therefore he warned employers to increase prices only enough to cover wage and other NRA cost increases. In many cases this injunction has not been obeyed. Asa result goods in some lines are not moving because buyers can not meet the prices. If this course is followed it will lead us straight back into the depression. Thus the original recovery problem, not only of raising prices and raising purchasing power but keeping the two in balance, remains to be solved. As the President has said, we are on our way but there is a long way yet to go.

THE INFLATION BOGEY NOT since 1896 have monetary and curency problems occupied so prominent a place in animated public discussion. When 20,000 people storm a metropolitan auditorium to hear a crusading priest set forth a fervent plea for inflation, one hardly can deny that the inflation issue is upon us with full force. The apostles of things as they are have united against inflation as they did in the days of free silver. We find the conservative professors, the big bankers, labor standpatters and articulate creditors rallying together to proclaim the doom of American society if inflation should gain headway in official circles. Perhaps the outstanding differences are thta the Roosevelt policy lacks the precision of Bryan's “sixteen to one” proposition and that the new financial policy has had no popular elueidator such as "Coin" Harvey. The absence of the latter is. perhaps, the major handicap to Mr. Roosevelt's policy to date. He has not made clear to the American people just what he proposes to do with respect to inflation, exactly how he intends to carry out his program, and the beneficial results which he hopes will follow upon its adoption. If we were to credit even many serious assaults on inflation which are being put forward today by eminent bankers, brokers and conventional economists, one might think that we are in for something comparable to the excesses of the Continental currency during the Revolution or the deliberately controlled inflation practiced by Germany a few years ago. The dean of a college of business publishes a serious article in a leading metropolitan daily comparing Mr. Roosevelt's gold policy to Emperor William's dismissal of Bismarck in 1890—“ Dropping the Pilot.” The late Andrew D. White’s famous old lecture on the evils of wild inflation during the French revolution is being re-issued and circulated as an implied warning against the Roosevelt program. A once popular idol and a leader of liberal ideas denounces the very notion of a controlled and managed currency as “pure baloney.” Nearly two score Columbia professors solemnly warn us against the dangers of fiat money. Professor Carothers of Lehigh university thus describes the activities of Senators Pittman and Thomas last spring: “The inflation pack was in full cry, the volpine silver interests running with them in the hopes of obtaining some leavings from the kill.” One of the most amazing aspects of this hue and cry against Mr. Roosevelt is that it would seem as though his critics had been vacationing on Mars from 1929 until March, h)33. Under Ms, Hoove* we ware thorougta**d*-

Butler’s Opportunity An Editorial ~ '

BUTLER has the most splendid opportunity of any university in the United States. Every educational authority in the country is agreed upon that. Indianapolis needs Butler. Butler needs Indianapolis. That is why it is singularly unfortunate that the institution has for several weeks been plunged into controversy with Dr. Walter Scott Athearn, its former president. It is an open secret that the trustees have made some mistakes in the management of the college. We think that they erred in summarily dismissing Dr. Athearn in the middle of last term. We hold no brief for the former president. Nor do we deny the right of a board of trustees to make a change in the executive setup of an institution which they control. But we do not believe that college presidents should be hired and fired like business executives. Universities are not profit-making enterprises. Education, not financial gain, is the reason for their existence. It is obvious that the trustees and Dr. Athearn are in wide disagreement on the management of Butler. The former president

voted to the “soundest” of sound money policies, namely, the determination, at any cost, to preserve the gold standard and the gold dollar unimpaired. When Mr. Hoover and Mr. Mills went before the American public in the campaign of 1932, the achievement which they pointed to with greatest pride was the preservation of the gold standard. No modern nation ever has attempted to execute so relentless and thorough a program of deflation as that carried out by the Hoover administration and the financial powers in Wall Street from 1930-33. How any informed person can stand up and view the American people with a straight face and declare that this was “sound policy,” however sound the money in a conventional sense, utterly passes my understanding. Just how “sound” it was stood starkly revealed on March 3of the present year. In so far as financial and currency matters entered into the picture, the end product of the policy of those who oppose inflation was the bank holiday. This was the closest shave which capitalism ever has experienced in the United States. The only thing which prevented its complete collapse at the time was the absence of any strong radical movement in the United States willing and able to exploit the desperate plight of captalistio society. In spite of this fact, we find Professor Carothers—a “noted economist”—informing the readers of the New York Herald Tribune of Nev. 26, 1933, that deflation is the one sure road to economic recovery? “This price of integration, which is a consequence of depression and not a cause, is the certain agency of recovery. It wipes out the bloated valuations, over-extended credit and inefficient production that brought collapse. Slowly the surviving activities take on a healthy growth. On the new basis anew credit superstructure rises, bringing prices to anew level of prosperity. Recovery is attained.” Where was Professor Carothers from October, 1929, to March, "933?

COMMON SENSE AND ARMS r | "'HERE never has been a time in human history when it was more vitally essential for all friends of civilization to unite in checking the war spirit. Certainly, capitalistic and democratic society never could weather the shock of another world war. Such a cataclysm would be followed either by a communistic world or by a reversion to barbarism. Hence, it is very necessary that the peace forces should recognize their major enemies and not go gunning for mice when elephants lurk within easy range. Some extremely cogent observations supporting this vital consideration are contained in an article on the arms industry by Dr. H. C. Englebrecht in The World Tomorrow. The author is the foremost American authority on the armament racket and is well-known for his sympathy with the pacifist cause. He summarizes the conventional charges made by pacifists against the arms industry! “Hitler's campaign funds were furnished in part by the German armament maker Thyssen and by the directors of Skoda, the Frenchowned armament company of Czechoslovakia. British aircraft makers accepted an order for sixty of the latest British military planes—among the best in the world—from the Hitler government, and delivery was prevented only because the British government intervened. Sixty British tanks were delivered to the Russian Soviet government at the very time that diplomatic relations between Great Britain and Russia were severely strained. The French furnished 400 tanks to the Hitler government. American airplane makers have announced the Chinese as their customers, and. together with planes, have sent to China a group of fliers to train the Chinese in aerial warfare. “The Indictment of the armament industry frequently emphasizes the corrupt business practices of its salesmen. They bribe government officials, raise war scares, lobby against disarmament, control or subsidize the press, secure high government officials as directors or stockholders, work hand in glove with powerful and unscrupulous bankers, and resort to other such devices.” It is a mistake, however, to imagine that the war system is kept alive through the propaganda and intrigue carried on by the arms industry. In most cases, the governments are more aggressive than the armament manufacturers and encourage and subsidize the latter. Moreover, the corrupt busines practices of the armament manufacturers are no worse than those which prevail in other branches of business and finance. John T. Flynn's book, “Graft in Business.” tells a rather more sorry story than any single volume which has been written on the chicanery of the arms makers. Dr. Englebrecht concludes with the following sane admonitiont “Let us’ have all the exposes of the arms industry we can get: focus a searchlight on its devious paths; curb its activities wherever possible. “But let us not be drawn away by this sensational subject from the more prosaic task of fighting the more important war makers. Ui the gm* |pcm concentrate tfceir ftttMk

is able to command attention outside Indiana. The trustees, particularly the local group, are also citizens of distinction. Several of them have given years of their lives to the interests of the university. It is impossible for The Times to pass upon the merits of the controversy between them and Dr. Athearn. What this newspaper fundamentally is interested in is the future of Butler. Due to a large extent to the generosity of Mr. Will Irwin the institution is endowed richly with an excellent plant. It is ready to move ahead and take its place among the outstanding universities of AmericaAll that stands in the way is this deplorable dispute over Dr. Athearn's dismissal and the inferences that are being drawn from it. The controversy has reached a stage where it is likely to harm the university. This must not be. We hope that both sides will soon find a way of composing their differences. Meanwhile the public should remember that neither Dr. Athearn nor the trustees are Butler university. The institution towers above them both.

on legislators who appropriate billions every year for arms; on the chauvinistic press; on the army and navy departments and their militarist allies, including the American Legion, the Navy League, the D. a. R., and the Army and Navy Journal; on economic rivalry and high tariff walls; on the imperialism practiced by governments-and powerful bankers; on military training in the R. O. T. C. and narrow chauvinistic education; on nationalism the trust in armed preparedness. "If all these war mongers are eliminated, their ally, the arms industry, will disappear over night.” The drama also has become enlisted in the drive on militarism and the armament industry. one of the most powerful plays ever devoted to this theme and to the futility of American higher education in relation to the war question is “Peace on Earth,” now running at the Civic Repertory Theater in New York. MORE PUBLIC WORKS ONE serious fault with the public works program at the outset last June was that while many persons had ideas concerning the types of construction to be undertaken, the actual jobs were hard to find, slow to start. The Roosevelt administration does not intend. to get caught short again, for Interior Secretary Harold Ickes, the public works administrator, has advised state boards to continue sending projects to Washington as fast as possible, without reference to the fact that the present fund will be exhausted about Jan. 1. Some of these applications perhaps will be for projects on which neither the federal nor the state governments ought to spend taxpayers’ money; others will be extremely worth while, highly productive of social good, the means for creating direct and indirect employment. Few doubt that the public works program should go farther, and on the basis of these applications the administration may intelligently estimate how much more money it will ask of congress. They will serve to show just how much more priming the pump needs. If the pure food and drug bill Is passed as drawn up originally, maybe we’ll find out what there really is in the baloney dollan, You don’t pay much attention to a report of a communistic attack on a Ukrainian parade until you discover that thiß was in Chicago.

M.E. Tracy Says:

IDO not know whether Caccamise is going to die or, if he does, whether it will be from his present affliction, on an operating table or 4n the electric chair. All I am sure of is that, as this is written, he still survives. You will understand, of course, that I am referring to immediate rather than remote possibilities. I have no illusions about Caccamise being able to elude the common fate of men indefinitely, and I feel quite certain that he has none. Caccamise is only 24. Under ordinary circumstances he should be good, for a generation or two. The circumstances of his case, however, are far from ordinary. To begin w’ith, he has been found guilty of murder by a jury and sentenced to death by a judge. Added to that, he is suffering from acute appendicitis. The state of New York, as represented by prison officials at Sing Sing, would be glad enough to save Caccamise from the probably fatal effects of his ailment. The idea of a condemned felon dying in any other than the prescribed form appears repugnant not only to the state of New T York, but to all sovereign governments. tt a STRANGE as it may seem, however, while the state assumes the right to take life, It defers to the individual in saving life. It was for Caccamise to say whether he would be operated on or let nature run its course. The surgeons all were ready with their white jackets, rubber gloves and sterilized knives. And so was Caccamise until the very last moment. Then he changed his mind, deciding that he wanted to “see relatives” before consenting to an operation. The doctors warned him that even a slight delay might prove disastrous but he stuck to his guns. So they had him sign a certificate relieving them of responsibility in case he died, and sent him back to the death house. * It it were solely the question of being cured of appendicitis to die in the electric chair a few weeks or even a few months later, I would say that Caccamise made a sensible decision, but there is another if in the problem. His case is up for appeal and the higher court might reverse it. Besides, the Governor might commute his sentence. a a a MOST people believe in the old adage, “where there’s life, there’s hope.” That is one reason why so many doomed criminals remain optimistic to the end, why they struggle for life and liberty until the final moment, why so few of them attempt suicide, why the majority of them can be depended on to fight disease, even to the extent of undergoing major operations, just as though they faced the prospect of long, happy lives, if successful. Once every so often you find a yellow or fatalistic soul who is ready to quit. Slushy people are apt to regard this attitude as due to stricken conscience, but more often than not it is due to cowardice or indifference. Facing virtually the same dilemma as Caccamise, Rutger Warder submitted to an operation for appendicitis some time ago, and not only recovered but had his death sentence commuted to one oL Jlie Jflareaanmipak

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(Times readers are invited to express their views in these columns. Make your letters short, so all can have a chance. Limit them to 250 words or less.) By H. L. Seeger. Foreclosing mortgages on homes is not an intelligent solution of a serious problem, such as the nation is facing today. The process of foreclosure is a relic of “lamp lighter” day thinking. The bulwark of America’s liberty jests upon the foundation of American homes, we are not roaming nomads, and if we are forced into that position, the stability of government will be a thing of the past. The foreclosure process falls into the same class today that human slavery and wage slavery occupy. It is the same method that Insull used, and as he mentions from Greece, that most bankers and business men used to acquire the thing they wanted during the golden anarchy age of the boom. In these foreclosures the courts follow the remedies at law on contract, without recognizing the rights in equity of the borrowers who have a large interest. The least that could be done or should be done in these cases is that the courts should place the properties in trust, with a trustee to preserve the equitable balance in both parties. The saddest part now is that neither is benefited. Selling of property now is 95 per cent to the mortgage holders, who get a deficiency judgment and thereby not only rob the helpless victim of his home, but also keep him from getting his head above water again, and prevent recovery of the victim later. Enough foreclosures eventually will bring a reaction that most of us dread. It is a time to think and do it seriously. By A Butler Student. Why pick on professional courses for teachers, why can’t we expose all the “rackets” that have grown up in our educational circles. There are as many “nonsense” courses being taught in the academic fields as in the professional fields, and among the porfessional fields the teachers do not have any monopoly on all the nonsense. Are we going to follow propaganda without making a complete and impartial survey, yes, include even mathematics. Be fair and thorough to the taxpayer and stop academic waste as well as professional waste. Let us remove the aged and incompetent instructors from the two universities as well as the normal schools. Yes, and from the extension division of the normal schools and university as well. With no exception we should investigate every service the state institutions perform and weigh the results in dollars and cents, investigate the competence of every teacher from the kindergarten through thg university, and train no more at public expense until necessary. •*. By Mr*. H. llurd. I am a Hoosier and the wile of one of the best Kentuckians who ever‘lived. I have lived with him eleven years and I know wherein I speak. I have had the pleasure of going down in the southern part of Kentucky near the Tennessee line three different times, and I had to stand on one side of the Ford to keep it from turning over, while my

t i A Woman’s Viewpoint : : ' i BY. MRS. WALTER FERGUSON =============

WHEN Margery Wilson gave her reasons for including Mrs. Emily Post in her list of the world's ten most charming persons, she expressed a valid motive for her selection. Mrs. Post qualified, we are told, because “she breaks so many of her own rules so charmingly.” May we not, then, infer that a part of the charm of any personality lies in the ability to break rules graciously—always, of course, allowing for proper consideration of other people's feelings? I think so. Because naturalness is the first requirement of that elusive quality known as charm. Miss Wilson. I hope yoa notice, played no favorites. Hex list had,

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Rained Out By a Reader. How about the NRA on the civil works program in Monroe county forest reserve? We leave here at 6:15 a. m. and get home any time between 4:30 and 6 p. m. On Dec. 19, it rained all day and the boss got sole because the men would not work out in the mud and rain and held the busses till 3:30 p. m., before he would let them leave. Still he doesn’t want us to get paid six hours for the eleven hours we were on the road and held up. I thought these bosses weren’t to be slave drivers but he tries to drive about 600 men out in the rain and hollers because the men want a fire on cold days when the rangers said it was all right as long as we keep them on the road and put them out before we leave.

husband did the driving, and on those trips, it made me love my old home state and was very anxious to return home. But what gets on my nerves is where somebody, and I suppose it is either a Kentuckian or a Tennesseean, always is trying to slur the Hoosier people and the state and I want to tell you if any of you don’t like the Hoosier state and her people, it is not fenced up and it’s no farther to go back to where you came from than it is when you came over here, and besides, we did not send for you. I do not blame the Kentuckians or the Tennesseeans for coming over here, but I think they ought to behave themselves and not slur Hoosiers. By A Reader. I want to say that I see a lot of comment on the stand that the Governor of California took in that lynching case. I want to say right here “amen” to it; I want to say to these cranks who oppose his stana on this matter: “You haven't the sense of a last year’s bird's nest.” Now let’s bring this matter into your own home, and see how your pulse will beat. Suppose your boy was kidnaped and murdered; your daughter kidnaped, taken out on a lonely road and raped and murdered; what would you have to say to this? Bring these things in your own home. I think if you had any good common sense you would think just as this governor and this mob did; the quicker you get rid of such characters the better off the country is. You let those fellows come to trial and the judge or jury will give them two to fourteen years. They stay about eighteen months, then here comes along a pardon board and paroles them; now her? you find them ready to commit another crime. I say this mob was justified in doing just what it did. I think if I had been in Herbert Hoover’s place I would have kept my mouth shut. What did he do to tthe bonus boys; call out the state militia at Washington. You remember there were several killed. That was some of Hoover’s good work. I think if I were as little thought of as Hoover I never would allow my name to be put in the paper any more.

five men and five women and in- | eluded no one whose right to the honor could reasonably be questione. But it seems to me that a study of individuals over any wide area would disclose many more charming men than women. And men are not charming because they spend any time practicing the art, but because they do not. a a a ANY studied effort along this line i6 necessarily fatal. Charm is something very different from good manners or good looks or learning which, by dint of much effort, one may acquire. It is, I should say, the complete art of being one’s self. How, whether it, it from conceit

By A Dozen Taxpayers. I want to express my thoughts for a dozen or more taxpayers. Os course, we are all tired of shows and really enjoyed the Walkathon for a change. Now our police have interfered. We never expect to see another one in Indianapolis.* But if we were Leo Seltzer, we would sure start one as close here as possible, for he would surely have a crowd of followers. Those kids in that Walkathon take no more chances with their lives than do our police with bandits or our race drivers every May. No, our mayor is very anxious to get it stopped, for he wants Tomlinson hall filled four nights a week with skaters for our soup kitchen. Well, we hope no one for the Walkathon attends these skating nights. Anyway, putting out so many dollars now for the unemployed and so much more work, why have a soup kitchen? This is why they want the Walkathon closed, and the theater managers are kicking also. The shows aren’t as crowded as they used to be. Editor's Note: Because of limited space The Times is physically unable to print all of the letters it has received commenting on the Walkathon. The above letter Is the last we can handle in fairness to correspondents who have written on other subjects. By A Taxpayer. With all of these government projects now going on it would seem that some attention should be taken of the plight of a greater number of south side citizens who live in the vicinity of State avenue. It would be a great benefit to a large number of people, most of whom are buying their homes, if this street was cut through and made passable for traffic. Persons living in this neighborhood have no access to town unless they travel by the way of Shelby street, -and this is quite a distance for any one living close to State avenue. This not only would be a great convenience for many people but also would be the means of opening up another artery for through traffic and would mean another substantial business section. By William Fowler. In answer to Kentucky Tiroes reader: If you do such good, honest labor, why don’t you do it in your hills. There are enough- ignorant people in Indiana without you briar-hoppers here. Sure you can get a job. You’ll work twelve and fifteen hours a day for a buck. Yes, you helped put Indianapolis where it is. There is no. doubt about it. We would be busy the next ten years (not five) putting Indianapolis back where it was before you people came here. Our crumbiest ends of town are full of Kentuckians. Give one of you hill billies a mouthful of corn bread and you could live for a month. Your story about a Kentuckian sending a Hoosier back home was good. I guess he was glad to get back in the good old United States. But I still think you got that story wrong. It was a Kentuckian standing on a corner with tears in his eyes. He dropped a penny in a mail box and no peanuts came out, which made him feel very, very dumb, which he ain’t—yes.

or from unconcern, men do manage to ignore most of the hampering regulations that are so important and therefore so deadening to the development of the feminine personality— and by doing sc- they retain a little of the naivet of the juvenile which so allures. They may, if they are egoists, be absorbed in themselves, or they may be able to concentrate entirely upon extraneous matters. But they never occupy themselves with trying to be what they are not. Women, on the contrary, who have more natural aptitude for the cultivation of this particular grace, often spoil everything by their pretensions. And the poseur never is charming.

.DEC. 21, 1933

Fair Enough "BY WESTBROOK PECiLEB —

I HAVE been reading some learned pieces lately on the art of drinking wine and I find them rather discouraging because I don’t want to become a career-man at this sort of thing and yet the subject apparently is one which takes a life of study and conscientious drinking. And then maybe it wouldn't be worth the bother, because I read in such articles that there are only a very few acres of good vineyards in the entire world and that the expert drinker, after all his study and sampling, is constantly being disappointed. The name of the wine tells him that it was grown on the third sprig from the left in the second row from the top in a side-hill patch in a dear little old-world village, six miles up a dirt road from the town of Beaune. But when the waiter has pulled the cork and poured him a shot of the wine his nose puckers up like a dried appl? and warns him that this wine was grown in a swamp behind a house with blue shutters twenty-five miles in the other direction from Beaune and isn't any good. This not only ruins his evening but sets him to moping and sulking and he isn't any use to himself or his loved ones for weeks and weeks. Where ignorance permits one to assume, however, that anything in a bottle under a Beaune label is something very special in the way of wine it strikes me as foolishness to go to the trouble and cast of finding out that the bottle which speaks for $6 on the wine-list is nothing but bath-tub which the French dealers have sent over to the U. S. A. in reprisal for the nasty way the Americans have been acting about the war debts. a u a Resentment Is Sure This is certain to cause resentment and all the wine experts seem to dgree that wine must be approached in a spirit of generosity and loving kindness if the ideal effect is to be obtained. A man should not wish to remain ignorant, but this subject of wine seems to be such a big one that I don’t think I have enough time left to go into it fully. So, if I happen to be taking belts at a bottle of something which is very old and elegant for all I know to the contrary, it wouldn’t do my enjoyment any good to be told that it was nothing but red ink. I conclude from my reading oL the expert instruction that the noramus likely is to find much greater pleasure in his wine, though it is merely a French brand of sheep-dip or grape hootch, than the expert finds in a much better grade of stuff which, nevertheless to his fastidious nose and palate, is a couple of eighths under perfection. Mr. Julian Street, a wine expert, declares that a really sophisticated taste can remember a wine, visualizing not only its name but the scene where it was grown, the attractive daughter of the man who owned the place and the surroundings in which he first encountered it This I readily can believe, for I have had a somewhat similar experience as to various kinds of stimulant which I encountered on my travels under prohibition. During that time, I now begin to realize, I developed a nose and taste for hootch as discriminating as his knowledge of win?. This took practice, perseverance, 1 suffering and and no little expenditure of money. You may blindfold Mr Street and certain other wine experts and give them little whiffs and snifters of many vintages and they will undertake, for a side bet if you insist, to identify each sample with many particulars. nan That Louisiana Corn BUT I think I could also, after all my research, undertake to call the names of many varieties of strong beverages of the kind which were sold during prohibition and state where I first encountered the same and under what circumstances. I could not fail on Louisiana corn, for example. The first sniff of that peculiar gasoline bouquet would be enough to tell me that this was the drink which I first met up with in a little cabin in the woods outside Shreveport. La., run by an old gambler who had retired from professional life to be near his old mother and whose fingers were too rheumatic to handle the cards any more any way. Maryland rye would arouse a memory of Washington in 1926 and needled beer would carry me back to an upstairs place in Chicago, where the sign on the door said “International Hoe, Shovel and Whelbarrow Associates. Inc.” I could spot at once the peculiar aroma, like the smell of sulphur arising from the old available rye whisky m Cleveland during the time the Republicans were nominating Mr. Coolidge and the prohibition agents were arresting citizens for carrying packages in the streets. I never thought this knowledge was worth putting in a book. Because, as the experts say with regard to wine, experience is the only teacher. (Copyright, 1933. by United Features Syndicate. Inc.) Sleeping Girl , BY HAROLD FRENCH Marvelously sloped, her throat glides glides from my eyes And ebbs into the swelling of her breasts Recalling to me the depth where Lethe lies Glimpsed through a vista of lotus—bearing crests. About her arm an amulet of runic, queer device— Rich with the splendor of an ancient scheme— Entices romance from his Bohemian trysts Toward pastures lying in her syldream. Capricious shadows curl about he* figure As sentinel candles throw theif glance upon her. Shadow-struck, her pillowed hair, flings out secure Daedalian beauty that was Arachne’s in her honor. And just as I begin to think her marble Parian, The sleeping girt sighs heavUy and slowly whispers “Haa.®