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FRIDAY. FEB. I. 1934. A BETTER DOLLAR THE increased confidence here and abroad which seems to have resulted from dollar devaluation is understandable. ' For several months there was complete uncertainty as to the fate of the dollar. Asa result we were pretty much at the mercy of •peculators, foreign and domestic. Indeed, almost every business transaction partook of the naftire of speculation because of the instability of the medium of exchange. Now we have a modernized gold bullion base and have stabilized within a ten-p6int range, between 50 aßd 60 cents of the old gold dollar—with the figure of 59.06 cents to start with. Os course that does not satisfy those who want absolute and immediate stabilization at a fixed point, never to change, world without end. But the realists understand that final stabilization is impossible until we are more certain of the price level at home and the value of foreign money. To find the most efficient value of the dollar in terms of purchasing power we shall have to experiment a while longer. There Is really no reason why this should terrify anyone. The range of experiment Is small and carefully limited. The will of the administration to move moderately instead of running off on 'a printing press spree has been sufficiently demonstrated to merit future confidence. And the very idea of managing currency should seem natural enough to this country, where we have had a system of managed credit under the federal reserve system for so long. The problem is at bottom the same. The significance of the new monetary law and the President's latest gold proclamation is that now for' the first time we have the wherewithal to carry out this policy. For the first time there Is full legal authority to operate, and for the first time there Is a sufficient reserve fund with which to operate. The $2,792,000,000 profit taken by the government through devaluation and nationalization of the gold supply has made possible a two billion dollar stabilization fund, with an additional three-quarters of a billion for general reserve. Thus the government now has the freedom and the tools with which to work tn Its efforts to create and maintain an honest dollar. By removing much of the monetary uncertainty which retarded recovery the administration. in effect, invites private capital to tome out of hiding and go back to work making investment* and making Jobs. The invitation should be accepted. CRIMINALS’ POWER WANING WHEN the historians sit down to tell about the events of the last few years, it is quite possible that they will write down 1933 end 1934 as the years In which the nation actually began to break the dominance of Its big-shot criminals. There was a time, not many years ago, When it looked as If the gangster and racketeer were beyond reach of the law. They had money, power, and influence; It looked like an unbeatable combination. 1 But times haven't been so good for them Os late. It's worth while to look back at the Wavs in which the desperadoes have been jumbling from their high place. 4 The Kellv-Bfiiley outfit tried one kidnaping too many and landed in federal prisons. The Dillinger gang, after a long chase, fell Into the hands of the law in Arizona. The Western hard guys who broke out of prison got rounded up. The Touhy mobsters had jo suffer the indignity of being tried for their fcves in Chicago. Verne Sankey landed in the grip of federal agents. v i n Chicago, too. someone checked back •jver that famous list of 'public enemies” grawn up in 1930. It originally contained twenty-six names. Today, five of the twentyjix are in prison, five more are dead, seven are fugitives from justice, and the rest either have disappeared quietly or seem to have retired |rom organized crime. All of this, of course, doesn't mean that the nation has solved its crime problem, or Jhat the power of the racketeer has been |>roken for keeps. 5 The kidnaping racket, for instance, still Is i>eing worked; the big cities still have their trying to keep their underworlds Vlthln bounds. J But it does mean that that appalling setup of ruthless criminality which looked, a Jew years ago. so untouchable, so wealthy, jsnd so permanent, has crumbled in a most gratifying way. 2 These men were not. after all, beyond reach j>f the law. In one way or another, society finally caught up with them. They were like fclngs for a while—but it didn’t last. 2 The fight isn't won, to be sure. Society ian not relax. But enough has been done to yhow that the job of breaking the dominance df gangland is going forward toward full success The underworld, after all, is not more powerful than organized society. % A QUEER NOTION EXPLODED THE critical gentlemen who tell us what books are worth reading seem to have been put on something resembling a spot by Sinclair Lewis. Nobel prize winner. Mr. Lewis just has wrtiten anew novel, and in it he has reversed his field, to sing the praises of the American business man. He presents two characters, a hotel man and a playwright, and makes every contrast between them favorable to the former. Babbitt is avenged. The hotel man is an idealistic, hard-working gentleman who gives himself to his job because he loves it and not because he wants to get rich. The playwright is a loafer who is interested

solely in the money and fame his writing will bring him. By this contrast, Mr. Lewis say* bluntly that the American business man often has much more of the “artistic spirit" than the artist himself. Now this seems to have the critics running around in circles. Their comments have been varied, but mostly they agree that Mr. Lewis himself is, at bottom, a Babbitt; that this latest effort is simply a pot-boiler, In which he has got down off his artistic pedestal and has given way to his old admiration for the Successful money-getter. In other words, they have been very busy explaining how a writer of Mr. Lewis' caliber could make such an odd mistake. The one thing that seems not to have occurred to them is that Mr. Lewis’ thesis might be quite correct. There has grown up in American artistic circles In the last decade a queer and illogical notion, to wit: That even the most mediocre and talentless of writing persons is entitled. by the very nature of things, to look down with contempt on the most able and devoted of business men. We have been assured that the man who follows one of the arts, even if he does it without skill and without spirit, is a more admirable and valuable chap than the man who puts in his licks in the marts of trade. All that Mr. Lewis has done, in this new novel of his, Is to bestow a hearty razzberry on this queer notion and demonstrate that there Is nothing in It. A Shakespeare, to be sure, is worth more to the race than a Rockefeller. But does it follow that every fourth-rate scribbler is basically a finer and nobler chap than the man who is out on the firing line in the world of business, working his heart out on a job whose rewards won’t be anywhere near commensurate with the effort he puts forth? The business man has been a target for the scribblers almost long enough. It Is a good thing to see Mr. Lewis breaking a lance in his behalf. DANGEROUS PRECEDENT 'T'HE Philadelphia judge who Imposed fines ■*- on jurors who acquitted a defendant in a racketeering case, undoubtedly touched a popular chord. The public has grown weary of seeing criminals win acquittals; this Judge, asserting bluntly that the verdict was a miscarriage of justice, deprived the jurors of their fees—amounting to s2l apiece—and dismissed them from further service. Salutary as this action may seem, however, it sets a bad precedent. The jury system may be clumsy and woefully inefficient, sometimes, but it still represents a bulwark of popular liberties. You don’t have to think long to see that it would be weakened very seriously If jurors generally knew that the court might fine them if they ffilkl to return verdicts of guilty. . Whatever it does, the jury is supposed to function on its own, and not be a rubber stamp for the judge. A DOUBLE BOON RELIEF' for unemployed musicians, coupled with a boon for music-lovers—this apparently, will be one of the fruits of the CWA work in Pittsburgh. Plans are being made in that city for a municipal symphony orchestra, to be supported by CWA funds which have been allotted for employment of Idle musicians. If the plans go through, nearly 100 musicians will get full-time employment, and concerts will be given throughout Pennsylvania as well as in Pittsburgh Here is a cultural gain worth copying elsewhere, and it is the sort of scheme that kills two birds with one stone. It would make the best kind of music available to people who have not been able to hear such music before. Furthermore such an orchestra, once launched, might easily be made self-support-ing. if the right kind of handling were available. In any case, the project is a praiseworthy one. NOT PUBLIC VS. POLICE ONE thing that makes the effort for safety less effective than it would be otherwise is the mistaken conception that the police are the enemies of the motorists and that there is a war on in which the motorists should all stand together to outwit the police. The truth is that the real enemy cf the motorists is bad or reckless or inconsiderate driving, and the police are the friends of the motorists when they move to stop it. Even the habitual good driver who is picked up for a minor violation should thank the police for it, for it is a reminder that may prevent his slipping into a serious accident. One motorist should not stand by another motorist who has driven recklessly. It should not be unusual for one motorist to accuse another. No man apologizes for prosecuting another who has drawn a gun on him: why should a man not be prosecuted for brandishing a deadly car at him? It is not Police vs. Public. It is police representing Public vs. Dangerous Driving. According to the warden of New York's prison, the gangsters running it maintained order better than he could. Which should qualify them for the highest political jobs, when, as and if Tammany ever gets back. Burglars broke into the Boston auto show and stole the whole state police exhibit. A check-up is being made to see if any police are missing, also. Dillinger supposes he'll soon learn this business doesn’t pay. But then it will be too late to do him any good. Thire is supposed to be about forty-five trillion dollars’ worth of gold under the ocean. Still, we'd have to dive deeper into our Jeans, than into the ocean, to find any gold these days. A Rumanian deputy had to apologize for calling his colleagues worms. He couldn’t creep out of that charge, himself. What has Postmaster Farley done with the automobile that was built to fit the silk hat of a former United States postmaster? Federal Judge Wilson, at St. Thomas, V. 1., says he's answerable only to Attorney-General Cummings, and to God. Why mention the Lord s name in vain?

REGULATION NEEDED

CONGRESS is expected to act soon on a report from Commerce Secretary Daniel Roper discussing the various proposals for regulation of stock exchanges. Observers at Washington predict that some kind of legislation regulating the activities of these money markets will be passed at this session. The ordinary citizen probably has only the haziest notion about the form that such legislation should take, operations of the securities markets being more or less of a mystery to all but the initiated. But it doubtless is equally true that the ordinary citizen feels quite strongly that regulattion of one variety or another is needed badly. There have been too many revelations of the tricks frenzied finance pulled in the last half dozen years to permit the man in the street to feel that the speculators can be expected to regulate themselves. It is not surprising that congress is preparing to insist on anew deal. UNTAMED ICEFIELDS ADMIRAL BYRD’S difficulties with the disintegrating ice shelves at his projected landing spot in Antarctica’s famous Bay of Whales emphasizes one of the peculiar hazards which that spot presents to explorers. That hazard arises from the fact that no ship actually can get very close to the Antarctic continent itself in that particular region. A ship can not be moored in an actual harbor; a base camp can not be established on terra flrma. ; The mainland must be approached across this vast ice barrier, and while the ice ordinarily Is as stable as solid rock it nevertheless is subject to all the changes which a sheet of ice anywhere else might display. It is partly for this reason that Antarctic exploration still is a dangerous and uncertain pastime, in spite of the modern equipment and elaborate organization of up-to-date expeditions.

Liberal Viewpoint Bv DR. HARRY ELMER BARNES ==s!

THERE seems to be alarm in some quarters about the alleged raid of the “hay-shakers” on the federal treasury. It is assumed that the farmers have the inside road to the gold-lined pockets of the new deal and have succeeded in inducing the government to pay them for loafing about on their pitchfork handles and milk stools. It is further contended that the government has done nothing of the kind for the city worker. It so happens that the opposite of these contentions is the stark truth. The farmers have no desire to loaf. Indeed, they desire to cultivate more and more land. So great is their desire to work—even for little or no profit—that the government found it necessary to bribe them with a bounty to refrain and to restrict their crop acreage. This may not reflect favorably upon the intelligence of the American farmers, but it'does put the quietus upon the charge that they have bulldozed the government into subsidizing their indolence. Moreover, crop restriction among the farmers is exactly analogous to the limitation of the day and week for city workers which is embodied in the NRA. The idea is to pay the workers just as much for a shorter period of work in order to spread employment. I am no apologist for the farmers, but I have lived among them long enough and have studied American economic history sufficiently to realize that they have a case. The one big charge which may legitimately be made against them is that there are too many double-crossers among them to make possible any effective organization in their own behalf. In the milk strikes, for example, “scab” farmers have done more to break the strikes than the state police. When I note anybody getting high bloodpressure over the prospect that the farmers may be lifted from servility, I am reminded of the passage from Gaston’s “Non-Partisan League,” which I used to read to my students in the days when I was teaching American history: “A man, a product o' pioneer days in North Dakota, who achieved university degrees and high official position though a successful man himself in other than a farming career, had, as he said, ‘bred in his bones’ the resentments which have furnished fuel for the flames of ‘the farmers’ revolt’ in North Dakota. B B B HE tells how his own father, a cripple with a large family to support, fought the battle against rust and drought, intense cold and isolation and how his other burdens were multiplied by a burden of usury and extortion. “One bitter winter, he says, with his mother lying sick at home, their chief food had been meal, home ground of rusted wheat. A country missionary doctor, providentially happening along, urged a different diet, and the father struck out at risk of his life in a storm to go to the distant village for supplies—without money tc buy them. “There the merchant. who was also banker, in his capacity as banker, caused the farmer to sign a SSO note at 10 per cent interest, and in return gave him credit in his own store for, not SSO, but $lO worth of supplies, with w r hich he struggled back in the storm to the sick wife and the family. “ ‘Father died a few years after that,* said the man who told the stori’. ‘But for the hardships he had undergone he could have lived many years longer. The thing that really killed him was usury.’ “He continued: ‘The banker is still living. He prefers now r to be known as a farmer. He owns several farms and collects rent and interest money enough to give his family the luxuries of life. He is one of the pioneers who won out, one of the successful men who have built North Dakota, as they say at the pioneer’s meetings. “ ‘I often think when I see these gatherings of pioneers—many of them the men who merely lent money or sold goods at exorbitant prices, while others lived in sod houses and fought to make the land produce wealth—that the real pioneers are not among them. “ ‘The real pioneers,’ he w’ent on to say, ‘are sleeping in the little country chuchyards and forlorn prairie cemeteries, men and women who gave way to hardships when 50 years old or less.’ ” Here we have the real historic background of the farmers’ growth against the usurers and the loan sharks. It can not be laughed off by any wisecracks about the “hay shakers.” The wonder is that even the individualism of the American farmers has been able to keep them quiescent for so long. New York State Chamber of Commerce would have every citizen and alien in the United States register, as a deterrent against crime—“X” being used for those who can’t write, as well as the spot where the latest murder was committed. Wines alone will oe served at the White House during the Roosevelt administration. Mrs. Roosevelt, who made this decision, has a feeling of responsibility for her guests. Now' that President Roosevelt is 52, some of the country's conservatives are wondering whether it isn’t about time for him to remember that he’s no longer a young whippersnapper with revolutionary ideas.

THE INDIANAPOLIS TOTES

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(Timet readers are invited to express their views in these columns. Make your letters short, so all can have a chance. Limit them to SSO words or less.) B B B HOT ON THE TRAIL OF ARTHUR ROBINSON By J. F. W. I like nothing better than to match wits answering articles as written by E. E. B. If Senator Robinson is a statesman, Benedict Arnold was an angel. Not only The Times, but all the papers, consider him a Joke. The attack you speak of was only the comic section of The Times, the title being Senator Robinson, Kingfish Huey Long, Sunny Jim Watson, Ed Jackson, Leslie, McCray, etc. You are quite correct, the only man in the nation that knows so little and tried to attack the only President we have ever had for trying to save 10,000 people from starving. The President, a few years back, like our present one, did at least try something for the good of mankind, and w r as not the engineering, manipulating philosophy of prosperity just around the corner, w’hile the special few political grafters took title to everything the government had. Senator Robinson is worrying more about his salary on Jan. 1, 1935, than anything else, and like all the rest of the “birds of a feather” that will flock together. If all the Democrats are in power by fraud, I was just wondering if the guillotine should not have been used on the public for being fooled by some of our statesmen. What better evidence do the American people want than to examine the records of the two parties in the past? The Democratic party has no Tea Pot Dome, no banking crisis, no R. F. C. scandal, no utility monopolies. And now this mail contract. This is uncovered. Not a 5-cent cigar, or a penny anti-senator, but an American, the red-blooded kind who is patirotic enough to lend aid in a crisis greater than any war that could ever come upon us. If the budget was about fourteen billion that would be about 10 per cent of what a revolution would have cost us; and that we would have had if the Republicans and statesmen like Senator Robinson had stayed in power. The Times prints the truth and Mr. E. E. B. is only sour grapes, trying to pick or find some very flimsy propaganda to further some special favor that can only be had through this great statesman. ARTHUR, YOU'RE NEXT ON SPOT, HE SAYS. By Paul F. Millspauifh. Senator Robinson’s attack upon the Roosevelt administration received more laughs than a circus clown. It was most evident that he had given up all hope of re-election when he made his absurd statements. Trying to deceive the public in this ’manner, he hurt no one but himself, and the Republican party in general. Poor sportsmanship was displayed in a very rude manner. It is hard to believe that any man possessed enough brass to attack the Roosevelt administration, considering its many accomplishments since last March. An attempt to turn the people against their President now is as useless as to try to move the rock of Gibraltar. If our people were the least bit skeptical about the future success cf our present administration, Mr. Robinson erased all doubt from their minds when he made his belated attack. A man’s record speaks for itself. It appears that our senator, and his colleagues, overlooked this point completely. The kind of men our government needs are not misbranders of justice, but honest-to-God men. We put Jim Watson on the spot, didn’t we? Now, little Arthur, you’re next.

PRIMING THE PUMP

Rejoices Over Housing Plan 4 Failure *

By Edward Kirch. It may be too early to rejoice, but it is encouraging to the person having the future welfare of Indianapolis at heart that the proposed housing project was turned down. Well, anyway, we learned who is in the woodpile. Hearing all of the opposition against this project convinces me that there are some Indianapolis citizens who have not forgotten what these same individuals (doctors, lawyers, school teachers, real estate dealers, and what not) have done to our banks and loan companies of Indianapolis, thereby forcing the experienced builder to accept employment under the CWA, and forcing a great many rental property holders to apply for charity. Having milked Indianapolis dry, they see some easy money at Washington. Then when the federal taxes increase they have the nerve to complain, which they are doing here now, although our high taxes were caused by them. Mr. M. M. Miller claims there is a shortage of homes in Indianapolis. I wonder whether he thinks people can be so easily fooled as they were when the building and loan companies loaned more money on hundreds of homes in Indianapolis than HOT ON TRAIL OF MR. MADDOX. By Forrest S. Rogers. Someone posing as a Rev. Walter E. Bailey writes in defense of E. F. Maddox. The loca l Church Federation states that there is no Rev. E. F. Bailey. No doubt, then, Mr. Maddox, under the name of Bailey, defends and lauds himself. Such modesty! Under the name of Kimmerling, Maddox debates with himself. Such brass! In the light of the statements against Socialism that Maddox makes, this is entirely consistent. Using the typical methods of the propagandist, he tries to confuse Communism, as represented by the proletarian dictatorship of Russia with Socialism, and the Socialists, as represented by the government of Norway, Denmark, the Labor Party of England, with the Socialist Party of the U. S. A. His statements of Atheism and violence and unconstitutionality are

A Woman’s Viewpoint

By MRS. WALTER FERGUSON

npHE other day I saw in the paper a picture of a beautiful kitchen. It illustrated a story which described the improvement in domestic conveniences for women and was called “The Spirit of 1934.” And I thought how wonderful it would be if every woman could have such a kitchen—just as the story seemed to suppose. Yet nearly all the really lovely kitchens are built these days for women who never go into them. They belong, usually, to those who can afford servants. The housewife who is obliged to do all her own work still toils in less pleasant places and possesses fewer labor-saving devices. Statistics show that the vast number of American women cook in rooms and live in houses that are but a slight improvement over those their grandmother had. Tumble-down shacks fhey are sometimes, with lean-to kitchen, rooms that are drab, dark and ugly, drains that are foul and sanitation that is but a little better than in Revolutionary days.

they should have cost even had they been built right, and with a living wage paid, which was not done. There will be no shortage of homes in Indianapolis as long as our employers go elsewhere for their employes, hire married women who do not need the work, and thereby forcing the taxpayer with grown children to lose his home by not receiving employment. I can not understand why the above mentioned individuals do not stay in their place and leave the building game to the man who knows how a home should be built and who is only interested in making a living for himself and family by the trade he has spent all his life on. If these individuals have the future welfare of our city at heart, why not advocate some plan enabling our loan companies to pay their depositors who would gladly spend this money on their homes which are badly in need of repair, and why not advocate the elevation of tfc‘> Belt railroad, which would increase the value of real estate, not decrease it. But the elevation would help the south side, which does not belong to Indianapolis except at tax paying time..

self-evident lies. His stuff is for the consumption of the gullible. No half-educated person ever saw any danger in the beliefs of H. G. Wells, Bishop John Haynes Holmes, John Dewey, Sherwood Eddy, Arthur Henderson, British foreign minister, Norman Thomas, George Bernard Shaw, Eugene Debs, Daniel Hoan, Francis Willard, and countless other first class minds and Socialists who have led in world thought; and your library shelves are loaded with their works. If Mr. Edward Franklin Kimmerling—Bailey—Maddox thinks there is a scintilla of truth in what he says, local Socialists will gladly arrange a debate with some narty member for him. The party will pay all expenses and advertise the meeting. If he refuses to debate, then he admits he is guilty of intellectual dishonesty.

WHAT a pity this is! It’s a pity because we can so easily manufacture all these items. We can carry electric light and running water into every home in the nation. We can produce beautifully colored tiles, substantial bricks, shining plumbing, paint to brighten walls. We can—and we would so much like to make everything that every one needs. Factories cry for business, the individual crie3 for the goods, but somehow we don t seem able to manage what sounds like a very simple economic feat. If we made only the things that millions of citizens so desperately need there would be such an improvement in business the financiers who, I suspect, are the stumbling blocks to such efforts, would themselves be amazed. It seems a very stupid thing, does it not? That the rich city woman who lives around the corner from a hundred restaurants, who dines out often, and even if she doesn't dine out never has to do a turn at the sink, should have all the beauty and laborsaving gadgets, while the country wife who spends two-thirds of her life in the kitchen, must put up with colonial inconveniences.

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WHAT’S THE SENSE OF BEING HONEST? By Tlme9 Rpader A certain magazine is offering SIOO for the best answer to “What’s the sense in being honest?” and I’ve been working night and day to corral that cash offer. The magazine editor requests that answers like “You'll be conscience stricken,” “You’ll go to hell,”. “You’ll lose, the respect of others,” “All great men were honest,” etc., be omitted inasmuch as some people have no conscience, some don’t believe in a hereafter, and some, for all their crookedness, get more respect than the strictly honest man, simply by being cheerful, friendly, and courteous to all. Now I’ve read proverbs ever since I was so high. I know instinctively and from experience that the transgressor (cheater, liar, grafter and chiseler) gets it in the neck if he's caught. But to save my twenty-six years of stif-reSpect I can’t but fumble the issue The answer to so obvious' a question it would seem should come of its own accord from one’s head. I don’t deny that honesty is the best policy. But the more I watch how thoroughly the arious municipal grafters enjoy their ill-gotten gains, the more do I wonder if the question can be answered to any degree of satisfaction. I know you are a very busy man, Mr. Editor. Scowl at this letter if you care to. Crumple and throw it in the waste basket, but please don’t mistake the sincere bewilderment that prompted me to write it. If you find time and think the question worth the effort, please give me the answer to “What’s the sense in being honest?” in an editorial. Editor’s Note: What do our readers think? a a tt >IR. BROUN IS CALLED TO TASK By Orie 3. Simmon* Heywood Broun’s Dec. 13th column anent the supreme court, is, in the main, infantile, rambling, negatie, evasive, and incoherent; but very good, indeed, as radical arguments go. His statement that 125,000,000 people can’t be wrong is amusing. Once it was, “The King can do no wrong.” Today, it is the forgotten man en masse who is perfect. Just one question: When the American people en masse are today for this or that, and in a few years change their mind and want the opposite—are they right both times? Maybe they are wrong now and then. Maybe people en masses art human, just like presidents, supreme court judges, and various brands of radicals. Reminiscence BY OLIVE ENSLEN TINDER ’Twas the dawn of earth, when First I saw you Standing desolate and alone, a Silhouette against the sun’s faint Struggling rays. You were a thing of beauty then, as now. I took your hand, and Led you down from the barren Heaven tops, to Earth’s cool, fragrant valleys. You learned to smile . . . and then To laugh. My heart was glad. We wandered the earth Together, to countries known and unknown To folk today. And now again I’ve found you alone ... so Come, go with me to the valleys. DAILY thought Have I not commanded thee? Be strong and of a good courage; be not afraid, neither be thou dismayed: for the Lord thy God is with thee withersoever thou goest. —Joshua 1:9. HEAVEN’S help is better than early rising.—Cervantes.