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THURSDAY. MARCH 22. 1934. THE NEXT PLAY 'T'HE moving of several million families from ■*- wretched tenements and shacks into homes fit for humans is a social imperative. It also is an economic one. Nothing can so stimulate the heavy industries, where unemployment is largest, as a well-planned, amply financed and resolute attack on the nation’s urban and rural slums. The public works administration has been organized since last June, the housing corporation since October. Out of its great works fund public works administration has loaned only $25,000,000 to limited dividend housing corporations, which are preparing to begin projects in ten cities. Its housing corporation has not broken ground for a single project. The Indianapolis project has been turned down definitely. A commerce department report estimates that $14,000,000,000 could well be spent in rehousing farmers' and workmen’s families. The housing corporation is financed now for $13,000,000. True, the obstacles slowing down this project are many and great. We have found that private and semi-private interests can not or will not undertake really low-cost contracts. States and cities are hampered by lack of credit or lack of authorizing laws. The federal government, .he only agency able to undertake the task, is only beginning to cut through legalistic and economic entanglements. The chief obstacle is the price ot land in congested areas. But the government can leave the city tenements and build in the freer air of the suburbs. This would serve two ends; it would deflate the present slum areas for future city park sites and it wouid provide space for garden homes in line with President Roosevelt’s dream of a semi-urban way of life for wage-earners and fanners. Financing a big rehousing project awaits mortgage and taxation reforms. We must pay for better houses, and it will hurt. But here is a life investment that will return dividends in better health, and a generally higher living standard. Germany, with half our population, has spent $8,000,000,000 in rehousing. England has rehoused one-eighth of her population since the war, and London's new labor government plans to spend millions more. France, Belgium, Holland. Portugal and other nations have far outstripped the United States. President Roosevelt is fond of comparing his administration to a football team. Bigscale rehousing, it would seem, should be one of the next plays. •

PUBLIC SERVANTS SCORED NOTHING is much more instructive than to watch the violent indignation which a public servant displays when he has been accused of wrongdoing. A fine illustration of this is the spectacle which the Kentucky legislature recently has been making of itself. Someone not long ago wrote a letter to the editor of the Louisville Courier-Journal, hinting rather broadly that certain legislators had been more or less corrupt in disposal of a certain bill. The letter was printed over the signature, ‘‘One who believes in honest government, a member of the House of Representatives." Instantly a storm broke loose. The legislators stood up on their hind legs, tore their hair, drew their claymores and sounded the tocsin. Were they hunting for their dishonored colleagues, that they might expel them? Not at all. They were hunting the man who had made the accusation, so that they might have his scalp. They haled before the legslative bar the Louisville editor. Vance Armentrout, and demanded that he give them the name of the letter writer. Armentrout invited them to go and climb a tree. They had him jailed, and he got out on a writ of habeas corpus. They fined him $25; he refused to pay, and suggested that they sue him and see how far they would get. They asked President Roosevelt to fire the editor's boss, who is ambassador to the court of St. James. Suppose, now. that the editor had given them the name of this letter writer. What would have happened? Something like this, probably. The letter writer would have been called in and questioned: "Did you ever, with your own eyes, see a legislator accept a bribe? Did you ever yourself give money to a legislator? Have you affidavits, documents, -sworn witnesses to prove your charges?" And when he admitted that he had none of these things, they would have called attention to their innocence and denounced him as a rumor-monger and a nit-wit. One would think that a legislative body accused of corruption would hasten to demonstrate its innocence. One would think it, that is, if one didn't know American legislators. Their instant reaction to such a charge is to rave at their accuser and detach his scalp. They never seem to realize that a legislative body which is always, unmistakably, working honestly and intelligently for the public interest is never in any danger of being besmirched by irresponsible mud-slingers. THE BRAIN S EXTREMES IT is very seldom, thank heaven, that there is anything in the newspapers quite as horrible as the story of the Akron business man who threw his baby son into the furnace "because the Lord told me to." One hardly needs to await the report of the psychiatrists to know that the man was deranged. He just had come home from a hospital, after being hurt in an auto accident; he had been "talking strangely"; a friend had asked the man’s wife to hide his gun, if

he had one, fearing that he might do something desperate. But no one foresaw, or could have foreseen, the frightful thing that he actually did do. What a strange and terrifying thing the working of the human brain is, after all! Let a bit of bone press lightly on the brain somewhere—and a kind, intelligent man is turned into a fiend incarnate. Derange a few brain cells—and all the graces of mind and heart cancel themselves, somehow, and leave only a thing of horror. CAUSE OF INEFFICIENCY EVERY so often we are told that the United States needs a Scotland Yard—which, to be sure, is undeniably true. The latest plea comes from Governor Ely of Massachusetts, who has asked the state legislature to draw’ up a plan for such institution. What we usually fail to remember, however, is the fact that it is not so much new police machinery that is needed as anew spirit on the part of the officeholders to whom the police ultimately are responsible. Scotland Yard would function no better than the Chicago police if Scotland Yard were subjected to the same kind of political pulling and hauling that afflicts the Chicago force. Before our police systems will stand comparison with the London system, we must divorce them from politics. And that, considering everything, will take some doing.

DESERT OF SC ARCITY “ r T'WO men are lost on a great desert. One has a full bottle of water, the other a bottle quarter filled. As they move wearily onward, hoping for an oasis, justice demands that they pool the water supply and share it equally. Failure to do so will undoubtedly result in a fight. “Now let us transport these two men to a rowboat on Lake Superior. Again they are lost, and again one has a full bottle of water, and one a bottle a quarter full. The full bottle man refuses to share and a battle ensues. Maniacs! There is plenty of fresh water over the side of the boat.” Reciting this parable, Stuart Chase says the desert is the economy of scarcity, from which we have departed through machine and resource production; the lake is "The Economy of Abundance”—which is the title of his latest book, just published by Macmillan. Two other new and significant books deal with the same problem through divergent approaches. One is a grand new high school and college textbook, "Our Economic Society and Its Prcblems,” by Assistant Secretary of Agriculture Rex Tugwell and Professor Howard C. Hill of the University of Chicago (Harcourt Brace). The other is "Our Next Step,” by Matthew Woll, vice-president of the American Federation of Labor, and William English Walling Harpers), The textbook is one that the generation now in the saddle would have done well to study. It has topical, sound material, well and simply prepared and suitably illustrated, and it aims to tell the truth about American life instead of glorifying the industrial age. Some of its topic headings: “Present Levels of Living,” “Raising the Levels of Living by Improving Methods of Production,” “Raising the Levels of Living by Improving the Conduct of Business Affairs,” “Raising the Levels of Living by Redistributing Income,” and ditto by wise use of income, international cooperation, and considering alternatives for cut-throat free competition—including social control, economic planning and the Russian experiment. The Woll-Walling book does a good j'ob of analyzing the Roosevelt economy, which it criticises for lack of a national economic policy. It explains the mass purchasing-power need, and poses squarely the question whether the corporations are going to control the government, or vice versa. It makes a case for the A. F. of L.'s project of federal licensing of corporations. But then the authors hop back a century, demanding that we build a Chinese wall and live behind it. selling abroad only a few things like cotton and buying only a few things like rubber. Mr. Chase is radical and critical, but no one can say he doesn’t offer a prescription. Capitalism, based on a scarcity economy, when savings and interest thereon were a virtue, is dead, he says. Our scientific development has brought us to the better life, if we can learn how to use our machines. We must run our machines as fast as they can go, employ workers only a few hours, encourage invention, wipe out obsolete plants and debts, centralize government, move out goods to consumers whether they pay for them or not —eighteen points in all. Mr. Chase is equally critical of the Swope plan and those few phases of the new deal, such as plowing up cotton, which restrict production of goods. The Swope plan, he holds, points toward another crash or dictatorship.

WHY DELAY? CO-EDS are more serious minded today than they were a few years ago. They are more attractive, too. In fact, they generally are approved by the 300 deans of women of American colleges who have been in session in a convention at Cleveland, O. They do not disabuse their freedom, either, the deans say, now that they have been granted the privileges of human beings on most campuses. And that is nice. In fact, it is a distinct step in the right direction that co-eds have been removed from kindergarten rules. Something has happened lately. Life has presented so many tremendous problems that the guardians of young girlhood have realized that there are things more important than seeing that the sheet is folded six inches from the hem for room inspection. But once upon a time . . , maybe you remember, if your memories include a coeducational campus, that there were two way|s of going home from the college movies. One was a three-minute direct route to your dormitory door. You topk it when you did not have a date. Took it hurriedly and a little shamfacedly because you didn’t want any one to see that the college tenors and the wearers of the football insignia had not found you good to look upon. The other way was the long way. it took twenty minutes. Or you could make it in seventeen minutes and spend three more saying good-night on a crowded veranda. If you stole a second you were deprived of privileges. Sometimes you couldn’t speak to a boy for a whole month. Thai made life Terr, very m-

tolerable. Or anyway, the faculty thought it did. It is gratifying to note that the faculties and deans have developed, that they have grown human and understanding. The college students haven’t changed. They seldom abused freedom when it was given. But because girls of a few years ago, on many campuses, were restricted they let their minds dwell on trivial matters. Now, no longer having to do so. they can take a genuine interest in life and its human problems. They have time to learn that there is a beyond an elm-bordered campus, that not all clocks lose twenty minutes a day as those in ivy-clad towers sometimes do. A few years ago college students, in many communities, thought of the world as a strange place which they would brave some day. It is a splendid thing to know that the college has caught hands with that world. Men always have been given the run of the elm-bordered paths. Nobody watched their coming-ins and going-outs. But a girl was something fragile to be protected from a chance kiss that a predatory sophomore, swamped with too much moonlight, might bestow. Co-eds, sooner later, have to brave the world. They must learn how to handle men, how to fight for raises, how to battle subway crowds. There is no one around to offer protection. The new attitude which lets a girl see whether her wings are any good before she attempts to fly to Rome is a much fairer one. It is far better to get a perspective on life, and adjust it, before it is needed than to creep back with broken wings. If girls are going to fight shoulder to shoulder with men in the world why shouldn’t they have the same type of preparation for the battles? Why give them special protective armor for four years, only to take it away some day, and tell them to take up arms and get busy? Life doesn’t give women a handicap. Why should college? Anew vaccine for sleeping sickness is strong enough to protect mice against powerful doses of the disease germs. What the mice want is protection against cats. A cake baked in 1879 for a brother of President Fillmore is still untouched and on view at Lagrange, Ind. And they say only our mothers and grandmothers knew how to cook.

Liberal Viewpoint =?r ßy DR. HARRY ELMER BARNES =

AMERICAN civilization faces two roads backward and two ahead. It can follow Senator David A. Reed back into Mellonism. Or it may try a fling with Fascism. Practically, there is only one way backward, for Mellonism would not last more than a year or so and would lead straight to Fascism. We can move ahead either by the road of the new deal, with subsequent and necessary extensions, or we can follow the path cut out of the capitalistic morass by Russia. Indeed, if the new deal is wrecked, Communism will be the only ultimate relief, since Fascism, American style, could not last more than a few years at the most. Mr. Kirby Page has written a characteristically informing book exposing the weakness of individualism and recommending a moderate socialistic solution of our problems (Individualism and Socialism. By Kirby Page. Farrar & Rinehart, Inc., $2.50). Whether or not we agree with Mr. Page’s estimate of Socialism, his material on individualism is the most devastating exposure of its utter bankruptcy which has ever been put within less than a hundred pages. If anybody can read these and still have any yearning for the ‘‘good old days,” we can have for him only sheer pity. The constructive sections of Mr. Page’s book can be warmly recommended to Mr. Roosevelt and his advisers when they are considering necessary elaborations of the preliminary new deal.

If one wishes to learn the worst that can be said against the new deal by old-line economists, he will do well to consult the symposium by Harvard professors (The Economics of the Recovery Program. A Candid Discussion of the New Deal. By Members of the Department of Economics of Harvard University. McGrawHill, $1.50). tt tt a THE flavor of the work is well illustrated by Professor Chamberlin’s observation that: "We conclude that there is very little if anything to be said for the consumer’s purchasing power having any preference over the investor’s." Tire fact that these writers can discover some good in the new deal will give heart to discerning readers, but it will also reinforce the impression that Mr. Roosevelt has been very fortunate in choosing such professors as he has relied upon. Three professors from the' University of Oklahoma offer a sensible and interesting supplement to the new deal in the form of any industrial stabilization corporation, through which the government would lease idle plants and employ idle men in the production of essential consumers’ goods, thus eliminating the usual defects in a reversion to the handicraft and barter system (No More Unemployed. By John Cheadle, Howard O. Baton, Cortez A. M. Ewing. University of Oklahoma Press, $1.35). Those who were frightened out of their boots by the new deal and possibly socialistic elements therein will do well to begin at once their study of Communism and the Russian experiment. An English writer of note, Mr. John Middleton Murry, argues the case of Communism with greater persuasiveness than any one else save his countryman, John Starchey (The Necessity of Communism. By John Middleton Murry. Thomas Seltzer. $1.50). And he performs the task with far greater brevity than Starchey. tt an r T' HE intelligent introduction to Communism A must come through a preliminary acquaintance with Karl Marx, something hitherto difficult except to the persistent and determined student. In Mr. Gellert’s very useful book, the essentials of Marx’s vast work on capital are digested into some sixty pages, with each major contention illustrated by a full page lithograph by Mr. Gellert. (Carl Marx’s •‘Capital” in Lithographs. By Hugo Gellert. Ray Long and Richard R. Smith. 53.). If Marx supplied the theory for contemporary Communism, Lenin turned the trick in actual practice. Mr. Fox has written an excellent brief biography of Lenin, well informed and very fair (Lenin. A Biography by Ralph Fox. Barcourt, Brace & Company, $2). The American reader who desires to familiarize himself with the leading statesman of Russian Communism will find this book admirably suited to his needs. Sherwood Eddy, back from his tenth trip to Russia, gives us a characteristically vivid and receptive exposition of Russian conditions at the beginning of the present year (Russia Today, by Sherwood Eddy. Farrar and Rinehardt, $2.50). It lays more stress upon general social conditions than upon economic details. It is a first class introduction to contemporary Russian society. Intellectual and cultural conditions in Soviet Russia are further described in the verv useful anthology of Soviet literature (Soviet Literature. Edited and Translated by George Reavy and Marc Slonin, Covici Friede. $2.50). Not only has Russian literature adapted itself to the realism and tone of contemporary Russia, but it has come to be far more than ever before a vital element in the life of all Russians. Naturally, It has to be, in one form or another, compatible aritii Communist tdsalk

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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.) DILLINGEF AS POETS’ INSPIRATION By a Times Reader. A desperado that Dillinger they say, Works the law both night and day, And when he’s captured he has his fun, Plotting escape with a wooden gun. Then on to a bank he grabs some loot, With the law behind ready to shoot, He laughed and he sings while on the run, Off to a round up with his wooden gun. There’re some bankers just as bad, They take the savings of some poor lad, Then hang a bankrupt sign on the door, And with a fancy fadeout claims they’re poor.

But this Dillinger with his bold • acts, smiles, He sings get along Dogie, cover some miles, It seems he’s captured and put in jail, But always goes free without any bail. There doesn’t seem to be a jail so strong, For none holds Dillinger very long; It was easy to capture Johnnie, they say, But with extra guards he was watched each day. He’s free again while he roams, Deeper in sins his loved ones moans, They weep and pray in their despair, That he’ll meet his mother over there. a tt a HERE’S A QUESTION FOR LATER CONSIDERATION By Your Old Friend Anxiety. In reference to your "Silver Shirt” citation, I would like to know if you can compound logic of sufficient probative force to disprove same. When you, Mr. Editor, go to heaven, how much time will expire before you are discovered by said angels? a a o AMERICA ADMIRES, BUT MUST PUNISH, DILLINGER By a Nitwit. Permit a young lawyer to borrow a little room in your paper for his views on the well written Dillinger articles. Who doesn’t admire a man who displays nerve enough to stand up alone and declare war against a nation? A man who proves his cleverness by living among his enemies and forcing them to furnish his needs and to finance his war with their equipment and money, changing their advantages to his advantages and turning out victorious after every skirmish and evading their well-laid traps and outwitting their wittiest. The man with courage and hope enough to fight, even after he was captured, jailed, and ready for a firing squaej. He was down but not out and started planning his comeback. He fought through steel bars, locked doors, over barriers, through a mob of armed guards, and to freedom. He did it with his little wooden gun and a lot of steel nerve. Sure, it took nerve and it required more of that stuff to start out fighting the nation again when flight across the border would have been so easy. This man has everything requisite of a hero and people admire a man with these traits. The nation longs to worship such a man, to brag to others of their acquaintance with him. Kmc hwiKfl He j& nn f.ho nrho

DEATH TAKES NO HOLIDAY

By Friend of The Times. If a man tries to keep off the basket and the trustee, he is not eligible for work under the reemployment plan now in operation in this city. For nearly two years I have fought every way possible to keep from the basket and have barely gotten by, but I still have fair health. I have done any ligitimate work I could obtain. For fourteen months I assisted one of the leading evangelists in the country without any salary save my actual living expenses, in order to save the expense at home. Since this man has no work I have not been able to stay with him. I have done odd jobs, from repairing autos to photography; in fact, anything to buy groceries and keep the wolf from the door. About the middle of January I was fortunate enough to be called on the CWA real property inventory and for about five weeks I worked on two of the toughest territories they had to offer, but on Feb. 21 my allotment was finished and I was laid off. Last Saturday I reported for work on a phone request from the re-employment office at 310 North Meridian street but on reporting I was sent to the other office on Pennsylvania street to be justified for the job and, according to their

side of the fence and our enemy we must go on hating him, being ashamed of his relation to us as an American. He is your enemy and my enemy and it’s our duty to treat him as unworthy of life. He must sacrifice life, but when he goes down he will be fighting and not fearing death. a tt a ARMY WANTS MEN NOW, HE ADVISES By J. A. Perkins. I have been a reader of The Times under its various names for many years. I appreciate its fight for the poor class. I enjoy the Message Center and the statements therein. J. Brook, in his letter to The Times March 9, takes exception to my status as a war veteran. I had pointed out the abuses of the National Economy League as it applied to disabled war veterans. Mr. Brook, in part, says: “Just a few words in defense of the overburdened taxpayer and to really set the people straight on this veteran’s argument, also explain the right to J. A. Perkins, who in his article to The Times plainly states he has not considered the truth." Well, Mr. Brook, many thousands of war veterans of all wars are overburdened taxpayers. I stated I pay S6O taxes annually. My purpose in staring the money expended for the payment of pensioned soldiers is not a local affair, but a federal obligation. It has not been my intention to set people straight, as you state in your letter. I leave that to the preachers, doctors and lawyers. As for my information, I prefer the government records to personal opinion, I take for granted you never have served your country in time of war, but stayed at home, slept in a good warm bed, while the defenders of this great nation were protecting you. I hope, if I have guessed wrongly, you appear at the recruiting office and get In the service at once. See what a snap it is. Will you do that? They want excellent men, now. a a s SUGGESTIONS MADE FOR TRAFFIC HANDLING Br BL B. CooneH. The city, I believe, hae made a good move la in,staling fe affle light*

I wholly disapprove of what you say and will _ defend to the death your right to say it — Voltaire.

No Jobs in Sight

standard, I was not eligible because I had not been on the basket and my sister holds a position in an Ohio city and my father draws a pension of a retired federal job. In order to keep my wife and I from being without a roof over our heads my father allows us to share his apartment, w r hile my sister out of the kindness of her heart, is caring for and sending my 6-year-old girl to school. Out of my father’s pension he sends about $75 to his wife. It is a pretty pass when a man of 29 is virtually told that he must beg from his sister for money w'hen she already is making a great contribution to him and in addition she is helping to care for one of her uncles and his family in West Virginia. I have writer’s cramp from filling out applications for jobs. The lady w r ho had charge of the interview's for “justifying” me for the job wore expensive clothes while I stood before her with raged clothes that had been given to me. Why in the name of high heaven was it necessary for me to go downtown or call for a job when they already knew so much about my case? I have always been taught not to beg but things look mighty serious to me in the future but I still can praise God for health.

at the more important downtown crossings. At all other points these lights have worked effectively, changing at a given time. This too, will eliminate conversation between the motorists making a left turn and the officer, to the detriment oftentimes of traffic in opposite direction, and it also releases the officer for the specific duty he was hired for—policing. There could be an additional step taken that should be beneficial—synchronize the lights so traffic at twenty or twenty-two miles an hour could move through, getting the green light from corner to corner. At present if you are west-bound on Washington street at Alabama and get the "go sign" it practically is impossible to make the green light at Delaware street without speeding and endangering the lives of pedestrians. In other w r ords all the lights from Alabama to Senate are red or green at the same time; the sapie applies to New York street from East to Alabama. Timing of these lights to change at proper intervals would permit moderate traffic at twenty miles an hour, once you are given the green light at any of these corners, without creating any hazard for pedestrians. Terre Haute has such a system. The traffic problem there, in proportion to the population, is practically the same as ours, since the main street, Wabash avenue, is a crossstate as well as a main local thoroughfare. One can ride through the Wabash avenue 'which is also state Road 40) at twenty-two miles an hour after getting the first green light in either direction without shifting a gear, and their north and south traffic is also automatically timed accordingly. I believe such a change is worthy of some consideration at least. "LIFE OF OUR LORD" IS PRAISED Bv W. V. Terry. Your paper is to be commended for your fine efforts in putting to the front the story of our Lord’s life. We also wish to say thank you for your fearless attitude in printing the things you do in your fine newspaper, we would not be without The Times. .We Xeet that you will never know

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how many people you will reach, whom never would have read the Lord’s life if it were not for The Indianapolis Times. tt tt tt By H. E. fiberhardt. I should have written you much sooner regarding your timely and most practical contribution to the spiritual welfare of our city in the publishing of "The Life of Our Lord,” as well as the splendid editorials that have appeared from time to time covering this subject. I have clipped a number of them for permanent filing. It seems to me that you and your paper have made an unusual contribution and have demonstrated again the valuable place that a newspaper holds in the life of a city. We have given this series publicity' from time to time in public announcements—have one of your display cards in our window—and last Sunday I gave it a strong announcement on our radio program over WFBM. Last Sunday at the North M. E. church I learned that some of the children are making scrapbooks of “The Life of Our Lord." Incidentally, I want to express my appreciation of the splendid editorial entitled "Dillinger Hero Worship.’’

So They Say

Men are often called upon to admire spectacles involving not only force but brute violence. This is contrary to Christian education a a well as the sentiments of human dignity and purity—Pope Pius XI. I do not know just why, and can’t explain it, but this country can be home to every one.—Jose Iturbi, Spanish pianist. When gentlemen address each other as "Sir” we have civilization. When they slap each other on the back, decadence has set in.—Abbe Dimnet. When hubby’s pockets are choking with greenbacks, its easy lor him to get into trouble, but when he’s nursing a thin dime he’s more apt to behave himself.—Lee Winchester, Memphis (Tenn.) divorce, proctor. /

Hero Worship

BY FRANCESCA If God would hear a prayer to make me over I’d ask Him please, to make me just like you: To put the same amount of sunshine In my make-up, I’d pass it on to others, —as you do. I’d want my heart made off the same clean pattern; I’d want my mind shaped on the same broad plan,— So anywhere I’d walk, those about me, Would say “He truly is the ideal man!’’ I’d want to be as big and strong as you are,— With still a woman’s tenderness mixed in; Perhaps a barb of flint somewhere within me. So i could measure with my fellow-men. I’d choose to take the same of heartaches, To show that nothing in the world could mar The strength of character I’d have within me, If X were only att. 1 know yom are/