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SATURDAY, APRIL 4, 1936

EXPIATION gRUNO RICHARD HAUPTMANN was put to death last night for an abominable crime. Now, so we say, he has expiated that crime. But, of course, he has not. To expiate means to extinguish guilt by suffering, to make complete satisfaction, to make amends, to atone. This he has not done and could not do. Death has not extinguished guilt, it has not made complete satisfaction for anybody, not even for those who experienced a morbid thrill in the thought of a guilty man burning in the electric chair. And in no sense does Hauptmann dead atone or make amends for the loss of the living Lindbergh baby. He has expiated his crime to society, we say. How can one obviously worthless life pay for a life that was likely to be fine and useful? if Hauptmann had been kept alive and forced to become a useful citizen—assuming this remote possibility—that might be considered some slight payment, some slight atonement for the loss he had inflicted. But Hauptmann dead pays nothing, atones in no way; he satisfies only the human race’s hereditary lust for revenge. Only society itself can expiate a crime against itself. If any little amends are to be made, any atonement, any satisfaction, it will come through society making less possible such crimes as that committed by this Saxon war veteran—“this ambitious, avaricious carpenter,’’ as the United Press characterized him in one dispatch. If society will take a look at itself and ask the question, “Why did Hauptmann commit the abhorrent crime and why did he think he could get away with it?” then society may begin the process of expiation. For society will see the rewards it is paying to avarice. When Hauptmann, having sneaked into this country illegally, had learned the language sufficiently, he could listen to the taies in the underworld of this crook and that crook making big money and getting away with it. When he had learned to read our newspapers he could read of this respected citizen and that respected citizen making great fortunes by out-maneuvering the law—and getting away with it. He learned about mouthpieces—as they call the smaller criminal lawyers; he learned about their prototypes in more exalted legal circles. On the evidence, Hauptmann lacked sufficient intelligence to balance his ambition and avarice. He undertook a crime that society could understand, one that had no fine shadings, one that no mouthpiece could take away. There was no escape for him once society was convinced he was guilty. But the fact remains that Hauptmann was motivated by an overweening desire for money—in a world which, he had some reason to think, excuses everything in those who have money. There is a lot of this money-madness in this world. It is responsible for crimes of the kind that Hauptmann committed; it is responsible for many of the cruel injustices of life that we haven't yet labeled crimes. If society wishes to expiate the Lindbergh crime it should attack the disease of money-madness, wherever and in whatever form it is found; it should cease putting a premium on avarice. ONE LAST CHANCE Tj EGISTRATION of i oters has been heavy the last few days, yet hundreds, otherwise qualified, have not made themselves eligible to vote in the May 5 primary. If they take advantage of the opportunity to register at the central office at the Courthouse, the the primary vote will be a representative one on issues and candidates involved. The registration office there will be open until midnight Monday. THE DOLL HOUSE fNOLLEEN MOORE calls her $425,000 doll house her “pet extravagance." To the actress, who has lived in her imagination in this world of folklore, her miniature castle may be a hobby and an "extravagance.” But we believe the people of Indianapolis will find it more than that, for Miss Moore is making this “world’s most exquisite toy” an aid to the nation’s crippled children. The .’oil house, made up of more than 200.000 individ ..1 pieces, will be exhibited for a week beginning Monday at L. S. Ayres & Cos., for the benefit of the James Whitcomb Riley Hospital for Children. Those who ha.e seen this fairyland palace in other cities say it is a fascinating spectacle. Twothirds of the hundreds of thousands who have seen it are adults. More than 700 workmen, artists and master craftsmen helped construct it. It is built of aluminum and copper, with fantastic angles, turrets and steeples. In the library are real books, les3 than an uvrh square. It brings back the fairy folk of Grimm and Hans Anderson, the stories of Alice in 'Wonderland. Old King Cole and Little Red Riding Hood. Besides being a worthy 'cause, the doll house is well worth the small price of admission. EARTH S NEW MONOCLE * | TRAVELING slowly westward by special train from Corning, N. Y., is a 200-inch disc weighing 20 tons—the glass eye for the earth's largest telescope, being built atop Mount Palomar in southern California. After three more years of delicate grinding it will be mounted, and astronomy's dream of seeing the universe will move one step nearer. The new eye will enlarge men’s vision into outer space fourfoldIt will increase the light-gathering power of the human eye a millionfold. It may bring into human vision two million now unseen nebulae, many rivaling in size our own system of stars. It may answer the awesome question of whether other stars are inhabited by humans like ourselves. Thus physical science marches on, peering into the infinitudes of matter about us through microscopes and telescopes. Men take long strides toward ‘ *

knowledge of electrons and suns. In learning how to build a peaceful, happy and secure society in which to live, however, they crawl like infants. TAKING A WALK y OTERS of Allegheny County, of which Pittsburgh is the county seat, aren’t walking in the direction suggested by A1 Smith. They are walking out of the Republican Party and into the Democratic. And they are doing so at a rate which gained speed after Mr. Smith's Liberty League speech. Pre-primary registration has just ended in Allegheny County, and the figures show a net Democratic gain of nearly 35,000 compared with last year. The Republicans lost almost 8000 registrations and the Democrats gained more than 27,000. In 1932 there were only 49,654 registered Democrats in Allegheny County, as against 270,971 today; in the same period the Republican registration has dropped Lorn 425,121 to 330,600. Pittsburgh, once one of the most heavily Republican cities in the United States, is today almost evenly divided—with 131,260 Republicans and 128,598 Democrats. In Pittsburgh alone, since Jan. 1, 5871 registered Republicans have asked to be reclassified as Democrats, while only 520 registered Democrats have asked to be enrolled as Republicans. HIGH HAT FOR ALF A FRIEND calls attention to a recent society item in The New York Evening Journal which says: “The Junior Women's Committee boosting Gov. Alf Landon for President are as busy as bees these days getting together on plans for the Landon-for-President Supper Dance to be held at the Astor Hotel on April 16. Pretty Mrs. Granville O. B. Ulman is chairman of the committee and she is giving a large cocktail party (page Carrie Nation—Ed.) at the home of her mother-in-law, Mrs. J. William Kilbreth, on Thursday afternoon for all those interested in the ball. “The offices of the campaign at the Astor Hotel are filled with socialites who have gone in for politics in a big w'ay. George Franklin is there most of the time, having temporarily moved his law office to the political headquarters. Eddie Tnord-Gray drops in to do his bit whenever he can and, of course Peggy and Granville Ulman can usually be found there. “The Ulmans have been living out in Syosset, L. 1., and enjoy the country life much more than the city. Peggy is a great horsewoman and their establishment includes a stable and kennels.” “They,” writes our friend, “are now putting the high hat on Alf us well as Al.” MR. AND MRS. the first whiff of spring in the air Mr. and Mrs. F. D. Roosevelt react like any normal American couple. He goes fishing and she goes shopping for Easter duds. It’s the same the whole land over. Whether it’s for bass down in the still pool of the old creek with a willow pole, a string and a fish worm or for the tug of a sporty barracuda flashing in the blue ocean off Miami, the thrill’s the same. The thought of it yanks Neighbor Smith from his job with the same force that it pulls a President from his White House desk. If you require statistics you should know that the fishing season now opening affects 12 million American anglers, one-tenth of the gross population. Less contemplative is the missus’ vernal sport. Hers is tbi joy of combat and conquest, tempered with the urge to embellish that most interesting of things, herself. Strenuous, yes, indeed. But even a fisherman can not know the bliss she experiences when she emerges decked in the perfect—and exclusive—ensemble. In their reactions to this season of seasons, the Roosevelts prove themselves again the sane and simple Mr. and Mrs. America. A WOMAN’S VIEWPOINT By Mrs. Walter Ferguson nnHE woman that shocked the House last spring -*■ by baring her bosom to nurse her infant in the congressional chamber now has another baby, her fifth under 10 years of age. When told about the plight of the itinerants, now doubtless on permanent relief, the lawmakers took up a collection. It was a generous gesture, although they can hardly dispose of the matter in such a fashion. What are the gentlemen prepared to do about the social problem presented by this family and thousands like it—the increase in the birth rates of a pauperized class? Opening private purses and the purses of taxpayers will not be charity enough. For with every twelvemonth another infant appears to swell the expense of maintaining these unfortunates. No ‘amount of sermonizing about the gift of life should divert our attention from the sad consequences to future generations if this continues, as it has every prospect of doing. A public that yells with rage at the plowing under of cotton and the killing of little pigs is apparently unconcerned over the sacrifice of children. Nobody wails because a hundred weaklings die of privation so that one strong being may survive, or because thrift and industry will soon be overburdened with caring for the shiftless and the incompetent. If you think the problem is one that concerns only the church and the sociologists, you’ve another think coming. It is of vital consequence to your children, and, if you are still young, to you. Almost sickening is the casual attitude about parental responsibility assumed by thousands of our countrymen who do not know where the next meal will come from. Without the power or the opportunity to earn their bread, they moralize about the evils of birth control. Study the situation in your community, and you will discover one thing. Avery large number of those on relief rolls believe in one inalienable right —the right to have as many babies as they can produce, for whom they feel God and society ought to provide. HEARD IN CONGRESS SENATOR MINTON (D„ Ind.): Mr. President, I believe it was the humorist Bill Nye who said that if you were about a courthouse you would be very apt to hear the loud and rasping filing of the charges, but you would have to listen very carefully to hear the soft quashing of the indictment. In other words, when the charges are made there is always a great hullabaloo; but when the facts are presented which avoid the charges or the charges are avoided we very seldom hear of it. tt n tt Rep. Marcantcnio (R., N. Y.): The Democratic Party . . . should fight the Liberty League by deed and not merely by making faces at it. Instead, it just talks a good fight and always surrenders. . . . As far as the unemployed are concerned, you have substituted in the place and stead of the fantastic Hoover myth of two chickens in every pot, the stark reality of two wolves at every (Laughter.). f i' , - , v , s ;',' , _ * *

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Squaring the Circle With THE HOOSIER EDITOR

'TpHE title of the book I have in -*• mmd may have been, and probably was, thought of long ago, but the book I am thinking of is all right out of my own past bitter experiences. A certain Mr. Slossen, or Slosser, wrote long ago of the “Romance of Things Around Us,” but he forgot to mention the “Mystery Which Every Household Knows.” Did you ever have something right in your hand, turn to answer the phone and then never see the gadget again? We have that situation in our home and we think steps should be taken. Then little annoyance! like tryI ing to decide what becomes of all ; the little straight pins w'hich doubt- ! -ess require big corporations to pro- ! duce. Hundreds of men—perhaps, : for all I know, thousands of men—- | would be out of work if people could ; keep the pins they use instead of j losing them. tt tt tt VI7'E realize in a vague way that V ™ a not inconsiderable number must be swept out during the day’fc tidying up, but what of those others. Women are forever needing “a paper of pins.” For years we were bothered about how ax handles were made, but we | found there was a factory right here in Indiana where they seemed to have little or no difficulty turning cut those things on a sort of offset eccentric lathe—and there went another dream. But this flexible list of household needs is something which • seems not to be able to remedy itself. We have two can openers one day—the next we find three and then on Monday afternoon there are absolutely no can openers whatever. About the only stable thing we have is the radio. We list,one on the daily inventory seven days a week. That makes everything better. tt tt it A imuthek story by a local citi--1 zen, recently home from a Miami Beach vacation, concerns the well-known multimillionaire speedboat builder and racer, Horace Dodge. Because a Miami municipal judge locked up one of his friends last week on a drunk charge, and because. Dodge didn’t believe that his friends should spend time in any man’s jail, he enlisted the aid of Carl G. Fisher, formerly of Indianapolis and co-builder of the local speedway. Both took up posts outside a movie house where they had located the judge. Dodge, our informant tells us, after nabbing the judge, not only paid the fine of his friend but those of 40 other prisoners. He thumbed his nose at the judge and climaxed the procedure with the remark, “We sure cleaned that jail.” # a it A HIGHLY indignant young lady was very short with The Times reporter who copies the marriage licenses, the other day. “You had me listed in your paper as a housekeeper, and I don’t like it one bit,” she told him. He explained that when the bride-to-be gives no occupation, she is always listed as a housekeeper. She cut him short with, “I’ll have you know, I’m not keeping house for any one.” “Lady, if you were Mrs. Astor, you’d still be a housekeeper,” the man replied wearily. It was no use, for the bride-to-be angrily clicked the telephone.

TODAY’S SCIENCE BY DAVID DIETZ

TODAY a chemical laboratory is considered a necessary building upon every university campus. Yet it was only about 150 years ago that college authorities first concluded that chemistry was of sufficient importance to justify its inclusion in the curriculum. Some interesting facts about the rapid rise of chemistry and its influence upon education are pointed out by Dr. William McPherson, professor of chemistry and dean of the graduate school at Ohio State University. “Early in the last century, chemistry was a required study in the course of liberal arts at Columbia,' Harvard and Princeton,” he tells. “This new-born infant, however, was not received with any great cordiality into the family of studies that had long constituted the essentials for the baccalaureate degree. “Its growth was impeded in many ways and there were times when there was some fear as to whether it would survive the rigors of doubt and suspicion to which it was exposed.” Years were to. pass before laboratory work—now the normal adjunct of every high school, as well as college course in chemistry—was considered a normal part of the work in chemistry. “And even then in some of the colleges at least,” says Dr. McPherson. “the students electing laboratory work were regarded with sus- I picion as to their sanity.” SEEING BY MAUD COURTNEY WADDELL Waiting awhile along the way I love to gaze on beauteous day. Marvel that I can plainly see Swift airplanes high o'er tall slim tree. And down below beneath the grass I see small ants so busy pass. And see again your trust and love Jn flowers blue and sky Above,

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The Hoosier Forum I disapprove of what.you say—and will defend to the death your right to say it. — Voltaire.

<Times readers are invited to express tlieir views in these columns, religious controversies excluded. Make pour letters short, so all can have a chance. Limit them to 250 words or less. Your letter must he signed, but names will be withheld on request.) it it a ANSWERS CRITICISM OF J, B. P. By M. F. B. Being a reader of The Times for the last 20 years I would like to answer J. B. P.’s letter of March 27. What is the matter, J. B. P.? You must be one of the bankers that President Roosevelt put the clamp on. Or you wouldn’t think these yaps (as you call them) on relief were ’leggers and petty thieves. If I were you I would give some of these said ’leggers a job before I opened my mouth so wide. a a a RELIEF CRITIC’S LETTER BRINGS REPLY By Halford Williams I think the letters J. B. P. has written into words would fit his personality to a T. The words are just plain bonehead. I would like to know just what kind of business or job this expert is working at or how many jobs he has to offer at a living wage. I rather think his blowoff is due to the fact that he has tried to get some work done for nothing and is sore because someone had courage to tell him where to go. a a a RECALLS FORMER HOOSIER POET AS “GREAT” By D. F.‘ Clancy, Logansport One hundred twenty-five years ago Horace Port er Biddle was born. He was interested in music, science and philosophy; he wrote poetry and prose; he translated from the

Watch Your Health

BY DR. MORRIS FISHBEIN "V/fANY people have a feeling that fish is not really as valuable for building human tissue and preserving human flesh as is the meat of animals. Still there are nations v; r hich live almost wholly on fish and seem to do very well at it. The flesh of most fish commonly used in the diet, such as halibut, codfish, whitefish, salmon, trout, pickerel and perch, will average from 15 to 18 per cent protein, as compared with approximately 21 per cent protein for meat and poultry. The flesh of fish provides protein, fat, mineral salts, particularly iodine, and phosphorus, as well as vitamins. More than 80 million pounds of fresh, frozen, and smoked fish were produced in the United States in 1930. Fish flesh is digestible according to the amount of fat that it contains. This varies greatly in different species. Salmon, which is rather rich in fat, is not digested as easily as oysters, trout, bass, and bluefish. Mackerel, pompano and shad come be-

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German and many other languages. He was a lawyer, a judge and a member of the state Supreme Court and of the Indiana Constitutional Convention of 1850. He lives in the minds of Hoosiers today as an immortal poet, if at all. (And, alas, I am afraid that he lives as an immortal poet much as he lived as a mortal man—mostly in Logansport.) Hoosiers who knew him or “lived in his time” honor him, and undoubtedly read him, more than Shelley or any of the rest of the accepted as great poets. In his time he had state-wide fame (something that every “g”dropping rustic has been trying to obtain since Riley’s time.) But now, other than Logansport which is his last fortress, he is “another forgotten poet.” Though Riley and his rustics still reign as the princes of poetry in the Hoosier State, let us not forget a man who wrote in the style of the great, even though, laurels like unto theirs do not lie upon his tomb. tt a a COMES TO DEFENSE OF RELIEF WORKERS By Sherman Long A few days ago I was riding on a street car. At a certain street a number of men got off. I couldn’t detect anything about their appearnaoe that would distinguish them from any other average group of working men. But a lady seated well up in front of the car inquired, “Are they relief workers?” “Uh-huh,” answered a fat man. “Well,” asked the lady, “Do they work out on that creek?” “Oh, no!” exclaimed the man, “they don’t work any place. They just go out there and scratch around.” “Oh, for pity’s sake,’*- opined ths

tween salmon and codfish in their content of fat. HERRING is so widely eaten by all races, types and classes of people that it is perhaps the most important of all fish in the diet. The herring family includes not only the true herring, but also such fish as whitebait, sprats and sardines. Herring contains a good protein with a relatively high amount of phosphorus. There are some strange supersitions about fish. One is the }dea that fish is a brain food. I have pointed out repeatedly that this superstition depends on the high content of phosphorus in the flesh of the fish. Another superstition is that the eating of fish tends to produce melancholia. The only explanation offered for this notion is that certain religious groups permit fish on days when meat is not permitted. You should remember, however, that many of the northern races which eat heavily of fish, such as the Eskimos and the Scandinavians, are of the more stoic and less effervescent type.

Q—ln what month during the depression was the largest number of persons unemployed? A—The National Industrial Conference Board estimated the largest number, 13,175,000, in March, 1933. Q —ls water a good conductor of electricity? A—Pure water is a poor conductor. Dissolved salts, acids, or other substances that ionize in solution are needed to make it conduct electricity. Q —Who devised the duplex submarine telegraph system, and when wa,i it first used on the Atlantic cable? A—The duplex system was devised in 1873 by J. B. Steams, and in 1875 and 1876 was improved by Muirhead and Taylor. t It was first used on the Atlaatio cable in 1878, i i

lady, “I wish I could get a job like that. Get paid for doing nothing.” “Sure, that would be fine,” the man replied. “Listen, mister,” I retorted, “I wish you’d follow me out there for just one day. I’ll promise that you would say: ‘Of a truth I’ve done a day’s work’.” “Well, yes, er-r-r-, ah . . . but . . .” replied my opponent. This writer worked. five hours Saturday in order to make up time lost due to rain a few days earlier. I was told that the penalty for failing to make up that time was a lay-off of not less than two days, perhaps 30, or even permanent discharge. That doesn’t have the appearance of something-for-nothing. n tr ADDS HUMOR TO 1936 CAMPAIGN By Hector, Crawfordsville Most of the politicians who are squabbling over their “rights to the air” should be given the air. Critics of great wealth often are those who haven’t any wealth, says an editorial. Does the same rule apply to those who find fault with the Brain Trust? Senator Borah would never be contented in the presidency. He couldn’t find fault with his own Administration. A farmer friend says, wistfully: “I ain’t much worried about the fluctuating dollar—don’t see many of them. What pesters me is a fluctuating farm.” Gov. Landon points with pride to what he has done for Kansas. And some meany says, “Almost anybody could do something for Kansas.” Wanted—A good man to take orders. Expenses paid and a bandwagon furnished. Address G. O. P. While they are looking for men with good radio pronunciation they should remember Al Smith’s way of pronouncing it. DAILY THOUGHT Verily, verily, I say unto you, he that believeth in Me, the works that I do shall He do also: and greater'-works than these shall He do; because I go unto My Father. —St. John 14:12. TO believe is to be strong. Doubt cramps energy. Belief is power. —F. W. Robertson.

SIDE GLANCES By George Clark

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APRIL 4, 1936

Vagabond from Indiana ERNIE PYLE

EDITOR'S NOTE—This rovin* reporter (or The Time* goes where he pieasee, when he pleases, in search of odd storiea about this and that. SAN ANTONIO, April 4.—Noah H. Rose was born in Texas, and he has never been out of Texas, except across the border into Mexico a few times. He’s 62 now. “I did sit on the bank of the Red River once and look across into Oklahoma,” he says. “But I never got over there. I'm just an old hillbilly. Don't know nothin'. Never saw nothin’.” He was born poor and he's still poor. He went to (vork in a print shop when he was 13. at $2 a month. He can still set type. “I wanted to take fiddle lessons so bad I was crazy,” he says, “but we couldn’t afford it. When I grew up I did take lessons for four months, and now I play in the church choir.” When Noah Rose was 17 he won a box camera by selling the Youth’s Companion. He still has the first negative he ever snapped —a shot of his sister, taken 45 years ago. From then until today he has been a photographer. u a a HE married young. It lasted three months, and he has never tried it again. His two sisters and a brother-in-law live with him now. For 15 years he ran a studio at Del Rio, down on the Rio Grande. Without really being conscious that he was making a collection, he began gathering old prints and negatives of Southwest lore—lndians, outlaws, peace officers, hangings, buildings, graves, statesmen, battle scenes. Today Noah Rose has the greatest collection of historic Southwest photographs in the world. There is hardly a name or a place you can think of that he doesn’t have. His collection is recognized as supreme by museums, libraries and universities. It ought to be worth a million dollars. He can hardly pay the rent with it. a a FIFTEEN years ago Rose came to San Antonio. He didn’t have a studio any more. He was hard up. So at last he decided to commercialize his collection. He has been living off it, after a fashion, for 10 years now. Last year was his best year so far. He took in S6OO. He has no other income. He rents a little unpainted house in the west end of San Antonio, way out where the streets aren’t paved or even graded. Two rooms he has fixed up as a darkroom and workshop. He sleeps in one of them. A few pictures are tacked up. He has 1500 negatives in all. His most valuable picture, he feels, is of John Wesley Hardin, taken in life. The only one known to exist. People in the East don't hear much of Hardin, but he really was tops. “Billy the Kid” was a sissy compared with him. a a a MOST of. Rose’s business (what little there is) comes from individuals making Southwestern collections. He sells some to libraries, too, and book publishers. He has a nice letter from Zane Grey, who used some of his photos. His favorite customer is a Maj. Sanford of Washington. The major dropped in one Christmas a couple of years ago. Rose was sick in bed. The rent was due Taxes due. Last money gone for medicine. Not a cent in thp house. It sounds like a movie, but it isn’t. Tha major ordered $lB6 worth of pictures, and left a SSO Christmas present besides. And Rose had never seen him before. With all the pictures around. Rose has none of himself. He's a pretty good-looking man, too. Bald, with a rim of grayish hair fluffing out like a ledge all around his head. He wears tortoise-shell glasses. He won’t let strangers come to the house if he can help it. Doesn't want them to see how poor he is. I just hunted him up in the city directory and walked in. Once there, you’re welcome. He never gives his address to anybody. He rents a postofffice box, so nobody will know where he lives. The box is 463. He gets terribly discouraged. People who can afford to pay try to chisel him down on his prices. And him 'making S6OO a year.