Indianapolis Times, Volume 45, Number 208, Indianapolis, Marion County, 9 January 1934 — Page 9

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It Seems to Me By Heywood Broun THE phrase which has been used constantly to plague the administration of President Roosevelt originally was devised by a bright young newspaper man who is an arjpni supporter of the new deal. I think it was James Kieran of the New York times, who originally spoke of “the brains trust.” Later it was found to be simpler to use the singular form, and now when anybody wants to indicate great scorn or contempt for some governmental policy he merely curls his lip and says, “Oh, that

brain trust!” And having said as much the critic feels that he has scored a telling point and that he need not go on to elaborate his argument. But let us pause a moment. Just why should it be considered a reproach to appoint intelligent men to advisory and administrative posts in Washington? I am aware of the fact that there have been Presidents who undertook to allow no man in the cabinet if it could be proved that he knew any words of more than four letters or had progressed beyond the sixth grade in grammar school. But this has not been the invariable

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rule. Even President Harding permitted in his presence some few counselors who could both read and write. To be sure, “the brain trust” is not used quite as a complaint against intelligence! It has more or less narrowed down to constitute a fling against such persons in authority as ever taught in college. When Woodrow Wilson first loomed into national prominence there was much pseudo-merry talk about “the professor in politics.” I had hoped that his career had laid forever those never very funny wheezes. You may be for Wilson or bitterly against him, but never have I heard it said by any one that he ranked among the lesser men who have occupied the White House. boo Then Forget Rapidly T)ARAGRAPHERS and editorial writers forget rapidly, and once again the dusty japes from Cains warehouse are being .hauled out to make a puppet parade against the Roosevelt policies. We are asked to crack our ribs with laughter at the idea of any college economist attempting to tell enlightened patent medicine proprietors the way they ought to run their advertising. My chief complaint against the cackle about “the brain trust” is that it so thoroughly is insincere. I might point out that one of the largest and most successful of New York advertising agencies for several years has employed remuneratively one of the most theoretical of collegiate psychologists as its consultant. John B Watson is at least as visionary as Rexford G. Tugwell, and yet very solid business men have listened attentively and apparently with profit to his suggestions. It has been the proud boast of politicians, Rotarians and spokesmen for various Chambers of Commerce that the attendance in American colleges and universities has been on the increase. But if every professor is per sea crack-brained incompetent why should there be such pride in the number of girls and boys who sit at their feet for instruction? I am far from maintaining that the mere fact of being a faculty member endows any one with the gift of tongues and wisdom not to be questioned. I know better than that. I was once a member of the faculty of Columbia university myself. I’m the man who finished a course of twenty lectures in the first three sessions. I'm the man who lost all the examination papers and marked everybody B minus. In fact, I'm the absent-minded professor who kissed the 7:45 train goodby and caught his wife. There are not many of us. a a a Professor Warren and Kid Kemmerer npHE tory press and the other tory spokesmen have played both ends against the middle. Whenever a man with former university affiliations has suggested any sort of legislation which seemed to threaten any part of the profits of any private enterprise there has been an immediate cry that here was an impractical professor meddling into matters which he could not possibly understand. And then, to demolish him utterly, someone has been found to write a piece blasting to the sky the validity of his theories. And in almost every case the job of pointing out the folly of “the brain trust” has been turned over to some other professor. I am not suggesting any special sort of sanctity for the views and opinions of collegiate economists. I merely am asserting that professors should be judged on their merits, just as the public is ready to do in the case of columnists, railroad magnates, nose and throat doctors and mining engineers. I doubt gravely that all wisdom resides in the House of Morgan and within the confines of Wall Street. I think that a man quite possibly might make a million dollars—two million, if you like — in a lucky flier on the long or the short side of steel and still come out of his experience rather less than another John Stuart Mill. (Copyright. 1934. bv The Times)

Fishbein on Health

\ S a mother, you might be confused over the varying ideas that have been expressed for feeding infants. Os course, the safest plan is to consult a pediatrician and have confidence in his judgment. But lately there has been a definite trend toward the feeding of strained vegetables and cereals, and so it might be proper to consider the best method for giving such food to your baby. The most perplexing problem is the determination of the age at which such feeding should begin, and also the nature of the material to be fed. One Boston specialist, who is oenservative. says that children should be fed solid materials at the age of nine months, and a full diet at the age of 1 ! 2 to 2 years. Other less conservative specialists say that the full diet may be given at from 5 to 8 months. In urging this, they emphasize the fact that the solid foods, in the form of strained vegetables, egg yolk, fruits and cereals, contain vitamins; that they are easily handled by the infant's intestinal tract; that they contain iron, which is necessary, and that they are valuable in teaching children to eat earlv in life. • a a RECENTLY. 231 babies of different ages weie led with strained cereals, vegetables, egg yolk and strained fruits. One new food was started each day. beginning with one teaspoonful and gradually increasing the amount. The child was permitted to take as much as it wanted, but never forced to eat. If it refused to take the solid foods, it was given orange juice and water until the next feeding time, and sooner or later the hunger of the child caused it to eat. Observations were made to learn the effect of these foods on the nutrition and development of the child, their effect on its bowel action, and 6n its habits ol eating. The first time the children were given strained vegetables, much of the material seemed to pass through the bowels without much digestion and. as a result, the bowel action was colored according to the nature of the food taken. Carrots, beets, tomatoes and string beans were found to be well digested the second time they were eaten, but spinach required four or five attempts before it was digested to any appreciable degree.

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Upper Left—This is the tri-motored Ford plane Upper Right—Hostess aboard the airliner is Miss of the American Airways which carried Helen Ran- . . . . . _ , ... , . luower Left—This is an interior view of the cabin ney on her flight from Indianapolis to Washington. of one of the Condor planes.

BY HELEN RANNEY Times special Writer “QHALL we fly east for New Year’s? It will save us time, as long as we're going, and American Airways has anew line from Chicago to Washington.” The question didn’t stir me to any terrific enthusiasm. I remember all too clearly my one adventure in the air—a trip across the English channel in 1926. I’ve never cared to repeat it. But this time finally I was persuaded. I had seen the new planes, solid, safe-looking affairs of metal, far different from the ramshackle, inflammable thing I had risked my neck in over the channel. And, too, I had heard a great deal about the precautions that are taken now of the radio systems through which the pilots are constantly in touch with the ground, and know exactly „ what kind of flying conditions are ahead of them. So, on the Friday before New Year’s we waited at Indianapolis Municipal airport for our plane. I felt a bit unhapppy about it all, but I’d said I’d go, and go I would. When the plane landed—a huge Ford tri-motor—l was a bit impressed by the careful overhauling it was given before we were allowed to take our seats. We got in. instead of the uncomfortable wicker chairs that I remembered, there were adjustable leather seats. a s a WE were told to fasten our safety belts for the takeoff. That, too, was new to me—my old channel plane had no such device. Out to the end of the landing field we rolled, each of the three 425-horse power Pratt and Whitney motors getting careful warming up. Then we started. I clutched the arm of my chair as if I were preparing for my dentist’s drill, but before I had a chance to be really scared, we were headed east, and Indianapolis lay before us.

Kingfish Strikes Snag Nobcdy Knows What the President Told the Senator from Louisiana; Huey Silent. By Vnitrd Pre a* WASHINGTON. Jan. B—Smoking a big black cigar and swinging an ornate walking stick. Senator Huey Long. Louisiana Kingfish, strolled nonchalantly into the White House today for a fifteen minute visit with President Roosevelt. Unlike former visits, however, the Kingfish declined to say a word to newspapermen. Instead, he reached into an inside overcoat pocket and produced a sheaf of statements which he delivered to all who would take a copy. The statement read;

"TF you want to know How does X it happen’ that lam here at the White House, then all I know Is what I hear, and somebody told me that Baruch and Morgan and his partners and Woodin and Eugene Meyer and Raskob have gone from this house and wouldn't be back soon. If that’s so, then maybe there is room for them to take in a boarder like me.” n tt tt FRIENDS of the administration reported that Long “has been trying to see the President

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PROGRESS TAKES TO THE SKIES

Eight Years Make a Difference, Novice Flier Discovers

INDIANAPOLIS, TUESDAY, JANUARY 9, 1934

The hostess, Miss Ada Huckeby (a trained nurse, as all American Airways hostesses must be) turned over the sign saying “No Smoking” so that it read “Smoking Permitted—Cigarets Only,” and I investigated the small metal ash trays at each place. They have lids which must be kept down. The hostess handed every passenger cotton for the ears, chewing gum. and a small leaflet. I recalled how deaf I had been when I landed after my channel trip at Croydon, near London; but the noise seemed much less intense —we could talk to each other. which was impossible back in 1916—50 I decided to save the cotton, at least until I found out how well I could hear when we landed at Cincinnati. I never used it, and my hearing never was affected. Chewing gum I hate, so I discarded it too. But the leaflet I read, and I think it one of the wisest things that American Airways does for the comfort of its passengers. tt tt tt WE were flying in daylight, but what a comfort it is to a novice at air travel to know that the flames seen coming at night from the exhausts are always there —and do not mean that the plane is about to take fire! That is only one of the things American Airways tells you. but by the time I had read that leaflet through I felt that the probabilities for reaching Washington safely were all in my favor. I relaxed and looked down. I was struck by the difference between the French and the Indiana landscapes. France is laid out in tiny, neat squares; you feel that they use a yardstick to 'get it perfect. Here, in contrast everything is irregular and roads and fields shoot off diagonally, for no apparent reason. I watched tiny cars shooting past tiny houses. Oddly enough, from the air, the cars seem to be going much faster than the plane. You have no sensation of your own speed at all, and when you

ever since he returned to Washington.” Long used only twelve minutes of his allotted time. Asked what he had taken up with the President, he was noncommittal and pointed to the prepared statement. “Well.” he was asked, “are you going to find room and board here.” The fiery “Kingfish instead of replying merely glumly looked ahead. He did not even grin for a battery of photographers.

lock at the speedometer in front cf you it seems incredible that you are going through space at more than 100 miles an hour. I soon tired of looking at landscapes, and settled down to my book. But I still found myself dreading our landing at Cincinnati, perhaps because my landing in England in 1926 had been so lrightening—really, the worst part of the channel trip. So when the “no smoking” sign went up again, and we were told to fasten our safety belts, I was really scared. Having been warned by my booklet that all planes bank slightly when coming down, I expected much more of a tilt than the pilot gave us. it ts tt WE just seemed to be sinking and I waited breathlessly for the pilot to begin that frantic circling around and around, lower and lower, that had attended our arrival at Croydon. The circling never came. I looked out of the window just in time to see the huge rubber tires settling on the ground. I was amazed. There was no jarring, no bumping. Except for the fact that the. ground was frozen and rough, I couldn’t have told that we were down on Mother Earth, instead of in the air. “All out at Cincinnati.” It isn’t safe for passengers to remain in the plane while it is being refueled, or at least it may

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be safe but the airline takes no chances. Again the plane was inspected carefully. We picked up another passenger. Our pilot and co-pilot left us there, and a new 7 pilot and copilot came aboard to take us to Washington. I felt quite blase now about the take-off. There was none of my fright of the hour before. As we climbed slowly up to five thousand feet altitude necessary to clear the first- of the mountains, our hostess appeared with lunch, a tray for each person; There were sandwiches, pickles, coffee, fruit, cookies and candy, and every one seemed to be hungry. We w r ere climbing rapidly now to get out of what a layman might call “a bumpy stretch of air,” and it was rather like playing a game to see whether the sandwich hit your mouth or your nose. In a few 7 minutes, however, the bumping stopped and w 7 e finished our lunch in comfort, smoked our cigarets and then began to look for Charleston. We were flying over hilly, lonely country, but I knew that the real mountains didn’t start until we passed Charleston, and we w 7 ere all inter-

Mae West Vogue Will Last Year, Says Harlan Movie Star Is Driven to Bed by Rain; Started His Stage Career at Age of 7. BY WALTER D. HICKMAN Times Dramatic Critic Kenneth Harlan, movie star and at present sharing headline honors with Effie Shannon in “The Pursuit of Happiness” at English's, was driven to bed yesterday afternoon by the rainy weather. It was in bed that I found Mr. Harlan when I called at the Lincoln to see him. He said he went to bed because he had nothing to do.

This in-the-bed interview was rather appropriate because the big comedy scene of “The Pursuit of Happiness” is the “bundling” scene and a bed in needed. Between puffs of smoke, he at his cigaret and me doing very well with a cigar, we discussed about everything from nudism to how long the Mae West vogue will last. He thinks the Mae West vogue will last “a year.” Here Many Times “I asked him if he thought the movies had ruined the legitimate stage and he said, “We all know the answer to that.’ ’ Mr. Harlan has been in Indianapolis several times. The last, prior to this visit, he was in vaudeville. At the age of 7, Mr. Harlan played with Julia Arthur in “More Than Queen.” He next was identified with the Castle Square stock company and others for four years.

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ested in what the weather reports would say. Between Cincinnati and Washington there are thirteen weather stations and three radio stations, with whom the pilots are constantly in touch; since no plane is allowed to fly over the mountains unless flying conditions warrant it. At Charleston, however, all was well. We really s|w our pilots there for the first time, since neither of them ever leave the control room while the plane is in the air. We said we had a connection to make in Washington: the hostess said she didn't think we could do it; but the pilot said yes, of course we'll make it. We really saw mountains 7 now, big ones, covered with snow. We climbed fast and high: our previous altitude of 5.000 feet was passed soon, and our speed went down to a “mere" ninety miles an hour as we reached first seven, then eight and finally 9,000 feet above sea level. At first thought it looked rather terrifying, but I rememoered that the higher the safer, as far as flying is concerned. It was rather awe-inspiring to float over mile after mile of mountains, no signs of life below 7 , and to know 7 that the two men up front w 7 ere seated at the controls constantly alert, watching the gauges and listening through their ear phones. a a a WE flew over the famous Blue Ridge. Perhaps it was only our imagination, but it really did seem blue. After half an hour or so, we came down a bit to 7,000 feeet, .and the speed went up; we tore on to Washington at between 130 and 150 miles an hour. I suddenly realized that outdoors, at that elevation, the cold must be intense. Inside we were warm and comfortable, each of us with our own radiator, which w r e had adjusted to suit ourselves. I looked at my w r atch. Our connection was safe, because there, far below and far ahead, rose the Washington monument. We w r ere in Washington, less than five hours from the time we had left Indianapolis! It didn't seem possible. We alighted not dirty and tired, nor deaf and sick as I had been seven years ago in England, but rested and fresh. It w r as an amazing exper ace for me, though it is a very \ ual one to thousands of Ameri ms now. I’m hoping that it will uecome more and more usual to me, too. You see, I’ve forgotten all about the English channel now.

Joe Weber used him in the naughty opus, “Alma Where Do You Live?” and he was under the Brady banner as David in “Way Down East.” Played in ‘Betsy’s Burglar’ He was with Gertrude Hoffman in vaudeville when she was at the height of her career and also with Evan Burrows Fontaine in variety. Mr. Harlan started his screen career in the silent movies in “Betsy’s Burglar,” with Constance Talmadge, for the Triangle company. He was with Bessie Love in “Finder's Keepers” and with Dorothy Dalton in “The Flame of the Yukon.” He made a series of pictures for Universal and played with Mary Pickford in "The Hoodlum” for Goldwyn Pictures. Many people saw him with the late Lon Chaney in “The Penalty” for Preferred Pictures. He will be remembered for his work in “White Man,” “The Virginian” and “The Broken Wing.” After other pictures, he again played with Constance Talmadge in “Lessons in Love.” Because of his vast experience, he has many friends. Just before he joined the Oberfelder company of “Pursuit of Happiness” he had an offer to play in the company in which Mary Pickford is now appearing in Chicago. In City Theaters Indianapolis theaters tcday offer “The Pursuit of Happiness,” at English’s; “Fads and Fancies,” on the stage and “Lady Killer” on the screen at the Lyric; "Dinner at Eight,” at the Palace; “The World Changes,” at the Indiana; “The Private Life of Henry VIII,” at the Circle; “Counsellor at Law.” at the Apollo; “Thundering Herd,” at the Ambassador, and burlesque at the Mutual and Colonial. TIBET HAILS NEW-BORN BABY AS FUTURE RULER Lhasa Infant Is Claimed Reincarnation of Dalai Lama. By United Pram SHANGHAI, Jan. 9.—Tibet’s teeming millions today hailed a newly-born infant as the physical embodiment and reincarnation of the powerful Dalai Lama, religious and temporal ruler, who died in his Lhasa retreat recently. Devotees of the Dalai Lama’s sect claimed that God had confirmed the reincarnation and had directed the infant to Lhasa, where the newborn child was found on the outskirts of the city. Under their belief, the child, as soon as he is able, would assume temporal dictatorship of the Lama’s followers.

Second Section

Entered as Second-Class Matter at Postoffiee. Indianapolis

Fair Enough By Westbrook Pegler IT is hard to remember, amid the sounds and excitements of the new deal in Washington these days, that less than one year ago there was a great cry for economy in the government and bitter complaint about the profusion of jobs. One of the more offensive examples of the waste of the taxpayers' money at that time was a deficit of about $5,000 a year on the senate restaurant, which is a low-grade

lunch room. The deficit was supposed to be due. in some part, to the habit of some of the statesmen of lunching on the cuff, but there never was any disclosures as to that. The boys seemed somewhat selfconscious about the deficit which meant, in effect, that the citizens were paying a bill of about SI,OOO a week to feed them and pick up the bum tabs signed by the nonpaying members of the most exclusive gentlemen’s club in the world. The figures were hidden snugly away in a fat. confusing volume of accounts which was not made easily available to unauthorized persons, and old Sena-

ator Porter H. Dale, who was a nice old senator, threw up his hands one afternoon and said he wouldn’t dare explain the details of the restaurant account because the other senators would give him hell. o a a Those Expensive Thirsts IT did seem a little raw, at that, for the members of the most exclusive gentlemen's club in the world to ask the citizens to pay for any part of their eating and there was some derisive complaint, too, about the fastidious and expensive thirst, which had been developed by a lot of old-time pump-water drinkers from out in the country. The statesmen had established a custom a long time back of drinking bottled mineral water at the taxpayers’ expense and every now and again in this volume of accounts there would occur in item of so-and-so many crates of mineral water, also how much a crate. They also were treating themselves to shaves and haircuts and having themselves squirted over with lilac water at the cost of the citizens and. although the total cost of all these little frivolities did not come to much, still it looked bad for them to be doing this way in such a time. But the whole spirit and atmosphere of the Capitol were different then. The talk then was of saving money and people used to walk down Pennsylvania avenue, where all the new government buildings were going up, and almost shudder their clothes off as they counted the enormous cost of all this luxurious construction. Even so, the building would be held up every now and again by a strike of carpenters or iron workers who were getting sll a day and climbed down off the scaffolds and quit every time the contractors tried to reduce them to SB. a a a Just Hanging On THE city did not have any inkling of the new deal at that time. Mr. Hoover still was in the White House and he never had been a very good hand at going to the people to tell them how things were. In his press conferences he always used to mumble and look down the row of buttons on his doublebreasted blue serge coat and toward the end of his time as President he was more mysterious than ever and, if you care to think so, a little bit hurt at the people for blaming everything on him. The people had been greedy and careless and frivolous themselves and their present condition was to seme extent a just come-uppance for their own sins. Still it wouldn’t do any good to tell them so and the only thing to do was try to hold the country together with courtplaster and string until Mr. Roosevelt took over There was a strange, frightened sensation in town, the night before the inauguration because up to that time nobody ever had had the originality to propose that you could come out of debt by spending more money. This didn’t seem to make very good sense because the primitive understanding of the citizens could not go beyond the old fireside formula that the more you spent the less you would have. For that matter, there seems to be no understanding of the new scheme now but just a happy resignation. Washington never was struck very hard by the panic, but since Mr. Roosevelt took over, almost everybody in town has some sort of job and the population is spending well and the hotels and restaurants are crowded and prices are up. It may be that some day there will have to be another panic worse than the other one to pay for the spending and the prosperity of the capital at the moment, but a man who feels better after a serious illness isn’t likely to paw himself over for new pains and tell himself that he is going to have a terrible relapse tomorrow. It is very tactless to dwell on economy in government in Washington at this time. Strict economy would mean that one’s best friends would be unjobbed. As it is everybody is on one pay roll or another, happy days are here again. Tomorrow is another day and nobody cares how much the senators eat on the cuff. (Copyright, 1934, bv United Feature Syndicate. Inc. t

Dietz on Science

MILLIONS of giant and super-giant stars, some of them 10,000 times brighter than our own sun, exist in the Large Magellanic Cloud, the Milky Way’s nearest neighbor in space. These stars were described by Dr. Harlow Shapley, director of the Harvard observatory, in the course of an address in Boston upon "The Anatomy of a Disordered Universe.” The occasion was the presentation of Dr. Shapley of the Rumford medal “for distinguished research” by the American Academy of Arts and Sciences at a joint meeting of that organization and the American Association for the Advancement of Science. The title sounded as though Dr. Shapley had intended to discuss world conditions. But an astronomer never confuses the earth with the universe. From his viewpoint, the earth is just a platform, and a rather wobbly and unsatisfactory cne at that, on which to rest a telescope. Dr. Shapley devoted most of his time to discussing the Large Magellanic Cloud "because it is the nearest of the external galaxies and thus in a way is the key with which to unlock some of the mysteries in the cosmic spaces outside our own Milky Way system.” The two Magellanic Clouds got their name from the fact that they were first observed by the explorer Magellan on his famous trip around the world. They are visible only in southern latitudes and look like luminous patches of light which had broken loose from the nearby Milky Way. Modern telescopes reveal that, like the Milky Way, they are composed of stars. a a a WITHIN recent years, largely due to the work of Dr. Shapley, it has been recognized that the Magellanic Clouds are not parts of our own Milky Way galaxy, but are themselves separate galaxies. The Large Magellanic Cloud, Dr. Shapley said, is our galaxy’s nearest neighbor in space. Our own galaxy, the Large Magellanic Cloud, the Small Magellanic Cloud, and the two nearest spiral nebulae, form a system, a super-galaxy, Dr. Shapley said. While space in general is believed to be expanding, it is not expanding within the region of this super-galaxy and from the viewpoint of the universe at large, this super-galaxv behaves as a unit, he said. Recent studies made at the southern stations of the Lick and Harvard observatories indicate that the Large Magellanic Cloud is 90,000 light years away. A light year is six trillion miles. These studies also show that the cloud is about twice as large as previously imagined, having a diameter of about 20,000 light years.

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