Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 5 August 1936 — Page 12
‘CROP CONTROL “POLICY RAPPED
BY PARTY AID}
Socialist Worker, However, Finds Good Points in Soil Program.
George A. Nelson, Wisconsin farmer and Socialist Party vice presidential candidate, today criticised the New Deal crop control program. He also held the threat of a third party movement unimportant and
predicted the Socialists would poll 3,000,000 votes this fall. Mr, Nelson, for many years a leader of organized farm movements in the Northwest, is touring the Middle West for his party. He stopped today at English Hotel. “Our policy against the New Deal or the program of any party attempting’ to control a government functioning under the capitalistic tystem remains the same,” Mr. Nelson said, “and the Lemke-Coughlin appeal to the farmers is, at the present, no factor at all, because it is too new.”
Sees No Chance for Lemke
“I don’t believe the farmers in my state are going to fall for Mr. Lemke’s program, and I am sure he won't have any effect in his own state of North Dakota. “You ask me about Mr. Roosevelt's orop control program. That is just one of many examples of control that should be unnecessary,” he said. “We should push the production of “agriculture to the limit. And doesn’t it seem silly that we shouldn't with people in breadlines? But, of course, it can’t be done when in fhis country we are producing so much for profit only.”
Upholds Soil Program
Mr. Nelson said, however, that there were many good features in the present soil conservation program and that those same features would be incorporated in any crop program under a Socialist regime. “You could ask me questions for ours. My answers would all be based on one fundamental problem, the problem of distribution. ere is no limit to our ability to produce in factory or field in this country. The whole problem is one of distribution and we feel that a production for use instead of a solely profit economic system would go far toward a solution of it.”
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Pending Litigation Is Reason for Compiling Opinions.
The Union Trust Co. Fletcher Trust Co. and Indiana Trust Co. have asked Indianapolis Gas Co. bondholders their opinion on the advisability of forming a committee to represent, their interests in pending security litigation. The notice cited the.suit of the Chase National Bank of New York as trustee for bondholders and previous refusal of directors of the Citizens Gas and Coke Utility to assume the lease of Indianapolis Gas property,- which had been held by the former Citizens Gas Co. The suit in Federal Court has been brought to test the validity of the case.
U. S. IS CONTINUING ANTI-TRUST DRIVE
Oil Firm Indictments Reveal Prob: of Government Bids,
By United Press WASHINGTON, Aug. 5. — With most of the nation’s major oil companies and their officials already under indictment on charges of price-fixing, the Department of Justice’'s anti-trust division today appeared to be in the midst of a wellorganized trust-busting campaign. ~ Working quietly, ‘the anti-trust division's trained lawyer-investiga-tors have been gathering material ih several other similar cases for some ‘time. One major investigation revealed has been into alleged collusive and- identical bidding on government contracts.
HUNT FOR GOLD IN MUDDY EAST RIVER
Scores Join Search After WPA Worker Finds $1060,
By United Press NEW- YORK, Aug. 5—Men’ and women, pelicemen and urchins, WPA workmen and WPA executives, peered eagerly into the East River today, stirred its odoriferous mud with sticks and hands, and at times even got into the stream bodily. They were looking for gold, Less than 12 hours ago Aleck Krunocky, 22-year-old WPA laborer doing his first day's work in two months, took $1060 worth of gold coins from the river. They were in paper sacks.
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» CHAPTER BIX
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side. Her face was wind-blown, her hair in disarray, ‘as the car sped up the. gradient on the Whiteface mountain highway. When they reached the top and parked on the spur of the mountain, they could see for a hundred miles across the moonlit, shimmering surfaces of a dogen lakes. Around them the crenelated peaks soared into moonlit heavens. It was ‘a majestic sight. “There you are Duchess!” Jaime said, taking his hands from the wheel and making a sweeping gesture toward the mountains’ and rolling hills. “I've placed the whole world at your feet.” ' “But I don't want the world,” Ann said simply. ay least—not all of it.” I “Do you know, you are a curious type?” Jaime told her boyishly. “And I've known lots of girls.” “So I've been given to understand.” “Tongues wagging again,” he said ruefully. “Porch sitters, I suppose? That's the trouble” with a resort hotel. Too many knitters who stay on the porch and tell tales. Why don’t they get out, and see something like this?” “That's what I wondered about you,” Ann said. “Go on. Tell me how wicked I am. I'm a good listener.” “Well, you dance all night. In the mornings you sit in a fat chair at the stock office, and watch ticker tape. In the afternoon—" “I play the horses? Is that all?”
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F you're recovering from an illness,” she said, “why don’t you get some fresh air—climb mountains, take long walks through this beautiful country, get up . early enough to see the glorious dawn.” “Walk, climb!” he scoffed. “That’s why 1 have a fast car.” “Then why don’t you ride horses —get some exercise?” “Exercise!” He made a wry face, but then his tone altered a little. “I do like to swim. It’s a sort of—escape. I _swim on and on and on, and sometimes I think I might swim on until I can't get back. Maybe I am ga little crazy.” “That’s silly of you,” she said. “You have youth. You've regained your health. What more do you want?” “That's what I don’t know,” he said. “I don’t know what I want.” “Did you ever .try really working at a Job? ~ That's ‘escape enough for me. I'm completely: absorbed in my job.” Jaime turned. “Woman, are you by any chance trying to reform me? Don’t! There've been other girls who tried it, and it was a bitter pill at the end.” Ann laughed. “No, I'm not trying to reform you. This is merely talk.” . “Oh!” he said;~and his eyes brightened. “You dont like talk. You want some heart-searching. BY trial and error, you want to pry out the, secrets of my soul.” os » ”
DO not!” she asserted, laughing. “I don't know a thing about you except—the surface things.” “What the porch sitters say, you mean! All right, I'll give it to you straight. I'm an idler. I. live on
money I haven't earned. I Jove to}:
play. I love to follow the sun. All I want is to watch ticker tape run out sweetly, and hear the dope sheets in the racing room running to form. That's what I do. Now, who am I? I'm Jaime Laird, age 26. The whereabouts of py parents is unknown. My mother ought to be in Paris now. I think Dad is in Shanghai. I've got a trust fund, but it’s like the dole—just enough for me to livé on. It doesn’t breed contentment. So what do I do? just life on. it if I can, and myself unhappy all the ‘time.
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“That’s the secret, ‘Buck up. as they come.” Be at her with a mockvw] Dorgle TeRpra: “Lady, can you spare di e »” Ann moved uncomfortably. *I don't “think I should have come up here with you,” she said. . Jaime leaned: back against the car seat, and sighed, luxuriously. “Of course, you should have. Why
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about yourself. What things do you like? What is your ambition?” “I like almost everything,” she said. “Especially the outdoors.” + “Don’t ask me to
“My ambition? I think I only want. a little happiness. Much of happiness has come from helpog others. 1 had to help support
“Yor are a little bit of all right,” he said. “I like you. You're different. Promise me now that you won't try to reform me.” _ He was already taking things for granted, she realized. She did like him—and yet, with an instinct born of her ingrained self-reliance, she distrusted him. He was weak, weak—“How am I different?” ‘she said. “I suppose you try to make love to all the girls on your first date? or have you = private code about such things?” “Oh, that!” he said, almost carelessly. “That isn’t what counts with me. = A kiss in the dark? Pouf!”. He blew out some smoke to illustrate. “I've simply met you —a swell girl. We've been dancing. I like to talk with you. Just now we're sitting on top of the world.” And suddenly he sat up. “And perhaps, just now—for once in my life —I'm happy.” She smiled at him. He was interested in her. . “I'll tell you what I'll do,” Jaime said, his eyes bright. “I'll climb a mountain with you in the morning. Not in the car, but on foot. One mountain!” he amended. “What mountain will it be?” she said. This proposal, coming from him, gave her a new insight into his character. He was less selfish than she had thought. “Oh, let’s take a little one first,” he said. ‘ “Then maybe we can work up to the big ones.” She cried out with gay laughter, and in this unguarded moment he took advantage of her again. He kissed her, and said, low, “Darling!” It swept her off her ‘feet. Ann sat away from him, and turned on the car switch.
(To Be s Continued)
WRONG MAN JAILED, POLIGE TELL JUDGE
Mistake in Warrant Puts Justice Out of Gear.
Sometimes the wheels of justice grind the wrong way, police said today ‘as they searched for the son of a man put in jail by mistake. ‘A warrant intended for French Hoback, 26, charged: with running a stop light, was served on his father, Frank, arresting officers told Municipal Court Judge Charles Karabell yesterday. The: warrant was made oui for Frank: by mistake, they said. When the 52-year-old father was taken from his home, 725. E. 16thst, Monday night, he said he tried to explain, but was handicapped by an impediment in his speech. “They kept me in jail three and a half hours,” the elder Hoback said. “Pinally my daughter-in-law, Mrs. Joyce Hoback; paid my $25 cash bond. “Then I had to wait around in court all day yesterday, and will probably get docked $10 for being
{away from my job.’
Judge Karabell released the father and had police swear out a new affidavit which had .the correct name.
Post to Have Picnic An ‘old-fashioned barbecue picnic is to be held Saturday at Columbia Park by Emerson Post, ‘American Legion. Ted McGrew is to act as head chef. An entertainment program and dance have been
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Fund Allotments Anticipated
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job opportunities. Jobs which college authorities may assign to NYA workers are limited to socially desirable work which otherwise would not be done, ihe state director said, preventing NYA students from replacing persons already employed. Undergraduates working ‘on NYA jobs last year earned an average of $75 for the school year. The maximum- allowed for undergraduates was $180.
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