Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 7 December 1936 — Page 9

W : ; : ” t : BY RAYMOND CLAPPER (Substituting for Ernie Pyle) ASHINGTON, Dec. 7.—0Of the yards and yards of copy that has been printed

about the British constitutional crisis, the most appealing comment is that of Mrs. Wil-

liam E. Borah, the sweet, kindly wife of the’

celebrated lion of Idaho.

Mrs. Borah tpld the North American Newspaper Alliance: “I don't know an earthly thing about the in-

ternational aspects, but it seems to me it would be nice for them to be married.” That's the way a great many people seem to feel about it, Mrs. Borah, but of course, that is a provincial, American view. Don’t you realize, Mrs. Borah, that while love is lots of fun, as they say, it isn't. everything? More important matters have to be taken into consideration and as this isn’t any of our business over here, we can all speak freely. Suppose the King marries that woman. She would be Queen of England. Prime Minister Stanley Baldwin, who has turned out to be a one-man Supreme Court, says so. What then would become of your dukes and duchesses, of my lords and ladies, of the whole caboodle of noble persons who, like their ancestors for generations, have lived by royal favor— you mustn't call it graft—off the backs of millions of toiling Britons and made the British Empire?. What is to become of the ladies of the court? Imagine the ladies of the royal bedchamber hovering around that woman! The King doesn’t have to marry her just because he loves her. He could marry any one of a dozen or 80 royal princesses in Europe. True, some of them have no thrones left in the family. Some of them may be bowlegged, buck-toothed, and a little fat, but they are willing to diet and have their adenoids out. ‘They have been paraded before the King for years in the hope that he would pick one and go through the marriage ceremonials for the sake of the empire.

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Mr. Clapper

He’s Stubborn

uT they haven't been able to do anything with

him. He wants to marry the woman he wants to marry. Kings just can’t do that. Mrs, Borah, you don’t understand. Over here we have something of the same problem with Roosevelt. It isn’t heart trouble with him, but it is about as bad. He wanted to do a lot of things that he thought would be nice for everybody. For instance, he thought —probably he got the idea from Hoover, who used to ~plug it long before the New Deal was even a gleam in Roosevelt's eyes—that public works would be grand. He got Congress to create PWA. So PWA went around the country lending money to build dams and electric plants, and bridges like the two giant San Francisco bridges and the New York Tri-Borough Bridge. They had been needed for many years, but nobody had found a way to get them built. Roosevelt did, by making them a by-product of his effort to overcome the depression. :

” 2 2 Court Like Baldwin

INE. But along comes the Supreme Court, acting Just like Stanley Baldwin. They have the PWA case up there in the court now. Maybe it will be decided today. But if the comma hounds who have been opposing most of the other New Deal measures decide it can't be done, Roosevelt may have to get Hopkins and his WPA workers to tear down all of those dams and the Tri-Borough Bridge and the San Francisco bridges. We’ll know in a few days perhaps whether they are constitutional. No, Mrs. Borah. You and the King of England and President Roosevelt are all too young to understand. You are all too y »40. understand that the world was made for "hatd- men—and women—

who suck richly off the toil of millions and who don’t

want anything tampered with that menaces their right to go on living at the expense of some one else's labor. It is a story as old as man. It goes back to the first man who rounded up a gang of his fellows and told them that it was the will of God that hereafter they should support him in the style to which he had been accustomed. Yes, Mrs. Borah, perhaps it would be nice for them to be married. But it would strike at the foundations of constitutional government. It would be the end of civilization, my dear lady.

Mrs.Roosevelt’s Day

BY ELEANOR ROOSEVELT

LBANY, N. Y, Sunday—I have been spending two peaceful days in the country so I have had time to read over some things which have been in my brief case these many weeks. Among them is an interesting letter from a gentleman who has an interesting suggestion. He feels that in spite of the fact that we have a Department of Agriculture with a bureau of home economics, as well as research bureaus that deal with

questions affecting agricultural life in many ways, the actual farm people are not represented in the national

government in the same way that labor is represented.’

He claims that labor has become more articulate because it has had some one to whom it could go and tell its story. . People living on farms do not perhaps have the same urge to talk about their problems, but if they had their opportunity, he feels it is not as great, for they have no designated individual to listen to them. Another interesting thing which I have been reading is an address made by a United States circuit judge, William Denman, at a meeting held in San Francisco in commemoration of Justice Brandeis’ eightieth birthday. After saying that he had heard of him first in Boston as a young and brilliant lawyer, and later was told in a warning manner that this young and brilliant lawyer would probably throw away his career because the words “the public” were appearing too frequently in his briefs, arguments and even his public addresses, he adds: “Undoubtedly my Boston advisor was right when he stated that Brandeis had abandoned his ambitions, if he ever had any, for personal economic power. But the price paid was no mess of pottage. What he would have regarded as a lesser part of the considera~tion was the fact that already he was recognized as Wilson's probable appointee for any vacancy on the Supreme Court bench.” i

New Books

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N imaginative little girl who, unaided, sent for A illustrated catalogs of horse-dealers until she had acquired the finest stable of paper-doll horses in the world—such was Eleanor Hallowell Abbott. The tragic end to this venture she tells in her book, BEING LITTLE IN CAMBRIDGE—WHEN EVERYONE ELSE WAS BIG (Appleton-Century). E _Her grandfather was Jacob Abbott of the “Rollo books fame, and her father, Dr.-Edward Abbott, was _® friend and neighbor of Lowell, Longfellow, Holmes,

Tntered as Second-Class Matter at Postoffice, Indianapolis, Ind.

Author Pearl Buck Found Romance in Office of

Publisher.

(Fourth of a Series)

BY WESTON BARCLAY Times Special Writer

HIS is the story of a romance which had its beginnings in the China mail.

In an attic room in Nanking the middle-aged wife of a missionary typed with two fingers the manuscript of a book she

called “Winds of Heaven.” She picked at random from a manual for writers the names of three agents in New York who dealt with publishers. She wrote to the three, asking each if he would be interested in handling her manuscript. Two turned it down, They weren't interested in handling books on China, for which there was little market. The third took it. For 47 weeks this agent sent the manuscript on the rounds of the publishing houses, getting no response except polite notes of rejection. Then, at the John Day Co., the manuscript fell into the hands of a young lad from Princeton, a reader, whose report was: “It’s 3 damn shame we can't publish this . book. It wouldn't - make any money, but it’s a fine piece of work.” Richard J. Walsh, president of the company, noted the reader’s report. He went over the manuscript and thought it was excellent. The book was published, the only unsolicited manuscript to be .. published: by: the company that year. It was published despite the reluctance of some of Mr. Walsh's associates who thought it. unwise to risk the $700 it costs to print a couple of thousand copies of the work of a new author. . Mr. Walsh began a correspondence with the writer. He was charmed by her replies to his letters. In an interview in the World-Telegram not long after he first met her he said: ~ “Mrs. Pearl Buck is serious and quiet. I arrived at that conclusion from the quality of her letters and the manuscript of her first book. I could not discover any one who knew her personally. And I accepted the book without ever expecting to meet her myself. 8 8 ”

“Q HE is unfamiliar with America. She was brought up in China. She thinks in Chinese, eveh when she intends to write her thoughts in English. I wrote tactful letters asking whether I might change a few phrases in her manuscript, which to Western eyes might read. strangely, things like ‘This is the life,’ spoken in all seriousness. Mrs. Buck’s answer was a grateful acknowledgment.” Mrs. Buck submitted the manu-

to “The Good Earth.”

script of a second book to the

Sullivan, Too,

ASHINGTON, Dec. 7.—Every.hody else is writing about it, so why not me? For ‘that matter, no excuse is needed. The fact is, on this sunny December day every person I meet is talking about one topic. Because nobody talks about anything else, I can not cerebrate about anything else. To ignore that one topic would be to ignore the

news., Not in a long memory, not even during the Great War, nor in other periods that we thought por-

one subject so exclusively absorbed public attention, so universally provided the materials of private conversation, so feverishly occupied the public and semi-public function-

Tego Hit

tentous, can ‘I recall atime when |

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A scene from the movie of “Good Earth,” which added more dollars to

the autitos-herself. . -

Jobin’ Day Co. This time every ‘one in the firm ‘agreed with: Mr.

Walsh ‘that it was ‘the greatest :

book they ever had had to print. Mrs. Buck called it “Wang Lung,” but Mr. Walsh changed the. title He published -it with an almost religious ardor of enthusiasm.” His first order to the printer was 50,000 copies. Every fine word he said about it and that he wrote to Mrs. Buck in China about it’ was Justified by its reception. The novel was selected by the Book of the Month Club. The publishers cabled to Mrs. Buck. Eventually they received a reply, a letter in which she said it was nice for them to cable and she supposed, it was important or they wouldn’t have done it. She didn’t know anything about the Book of the Month Club, she said, and she hoped they realized that ‘she wasn’t a'member, The book won the Pulitzer prize and other honors for its author, it was translated. into other languages, produced on the stage and in the movies. . ; One day while Mr. Walsh was sitting in his office Mrs. Buck was announced: and walked in. “She just dropped - into town

Has His Say - On King and Mrs. Simpson|

BY MARK SULLIVAN

MERICAN Novelist Sinclair

Lewis, among some hundred

million other volunteer advisers,

writes the King an open letter, in-{

viting him: “David, come over

here,” and assuring him that in|

America, “We have a feeling that a

man has a right to his own private |

life.” Sure! But a king is something more than a man. Being a king is a special . job—commeonly

considered; even in these days, -a

up to certain duties, affirmative and

negative, certain performances and

‘True, David Edward can- retort that he didn't “take” the job—it was

wished on him, by.inheritance. But |

without warning or suspicion that she might be lionized,” he explained. later. “I had asked her to get in touch with me if she visited New York and she had done so, literally and ‘obediently. She was all that I imagined her. 2 8 ” “The straightforwardness and simplicity that charmed me in all “she wrote. was the most noticeable quality of her expression. Her naivete concerning the American’s

curiosity about the person who .

does something and not about what she has done was a sincere wonder. ) “She was surprised at my-inter-est when I invited her to luncheon but she gave in, rather than deprive me of a pleasure. She is a well-dressed, good-looking woman, whose reserve is based on a calm withdrawal from the trivialities of life.” In honor of Mrs. Buck her publisher arranged a dinner at the ‘Waldorf in place of the tea, with cocktails instead ' of tea, which was customary at that time. - Everybody of consequence in- the literary field in America was invited and they all came to see this woman from China whose

KNOW YOUR INDIANAPOLIS

The most valuable land in Indianapolis, on.the south side of Washington-st, extending one and a half blocks east from Illinois-st, is assessed at approximately $8000 a front foot. The city is zoned for. homes, apartments, industries . and ~ trade. ~ Value - of -industrial property here ranges from 50 cents to $6 a square foot.

he did take it, in_ the sense that If he didn’t. want it he could have de- - | clined it, let .it pass to his younger brother. ‘In fact, he did “take” the job, and is about to make his taking formal, through the ceremony

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Pearl Buck's fortune, -and, above,

vere EERE

book Was such an outstanding

' Success. :

Reporters interviewed her. They were surprised by her charm and | her steady fluency of speech, de- | spite her shyness and her unfamiliarity with the problems: of being a celebrity. This"was in 1932.

Mrs. Buck went back to China for a year and she and Mr. Walsh took © up their correspondence.’ They both were interested in the problems of twisting words into art. They admired each other ‘tremendously and perhaps it was inevitable that they should fall in love, though both were married, Mrs. Buck to a teacher of agriculture in a mission school and Mr. Walsh to an attractive wife with whom he lived in Westchester. They were both beyond. 40, beyond ‘the usual age for romance, but fall in love they did.

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HE first hint the public had of it was. when Mrs. Buck and Mrs. Walsh appeared. together in Reno last year to establish, residence for divorce. A few hours after the divorces were granted Mrs. Buck and Mr. Walsh were married and left for a honeymoon in the California mountains. Their friends say that no one

Richard 3. Walsh

could be happier than this pair. They lead quiet but busy lives, divided between- their farmhouse in Pennsylvania and the offices of the John Day Co. where Mrs. Walsh is now one of the editors. Mrs. Walsh’s interest at her office is in the beginner at writing. When she finds talent in the manuscript of a beginner she will do everything possible to help him. If she finds nothing she will frankly say so. She has wasted hours talking to housewives who have come to tell her they are writing the great American novel, for was she not a housewife herself when she wrote the book that brought her fame? In a publishing house devoted solely to the mass market she would be a nuisance, but her ambition to ‘help the promising writer dovetails with Mr. Walsh's desire to make his house known for its publication of sound books, the desire which led to the printing of “East Wind, West Wind.” The quality in Pearl Buck's letters that enchanted her publisher and led to their marriage is known to those who have read her novels, for her friends say her style as a correspondent is the same simple and unaffected style found in her books. But she is not quite as simple a person as her letters and novels might indicate, as can be seen from a lecture she gave af Columbia University.

” ” ” . “ EVER, if you can possibly . ‘help it, write a novel,” she said. “It is, in the first place, a thoroughly unsocial act. It makes one obnoxious to one’s family and to one’s friends. One sits about for many weeks, months, even years, in the worst cases, in a state of stupefaction.. 5 “Even when from sheer exasperation and “exhaustion one lays down one’s pen the wicked work goes ‘on in one’s brain. The people there will go on living and talking and thinking, until one longs, like Alice in Wonderland, to cry out, ‘You are only a pack of cards, after all!” and so brush them away and wake from: the dream to find only leaves gently falling upon one’s face; wake again to real life and people. “For the man or woman obsessed by these dream people can never be a very happy person. He lives a thousand lives besides his own, suffers a thousand agonies as real as though they were actual, and he dies again and again. “He is doomed .to be possessed by spirits until he can not tell what is himself, what are his real soul and mind. He is thrall to a thousand masters. He is exhausted bodily and spiritually by creatures alive and working through his being, using his one body, his one mind, to express their separate selves, so that his one poor frame must be the means of all those living energies. It is no wonder that much of the time he sits bemused, silent and spent.”

NEXT-—Love at 51.

Part-Time Worker Eligible - ~ For Security Act Annuity

(Fiffeenth of a Series)

WORKER is not barred from ‘A. receiving old-age = benefits merely because he works only a part of the time. The Federal Old-Age Benefit Act makes no . distinction between part-time workers and full time workers. : ies Let us take a few examples. - A young man'is working his way

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A WOMAN'S POINT

OF VIEW

| BY MRS. WALTER FERGUSON

works. four |

amount on which he will receive old-age benefits.

Thus, the Social Security Act was |"

drawn that all workers in the occupations which are covered would receive some benefits. . It is for this reason, also, that the benefits are figured on total wages a man has received. . As long as a man is qualified otherwise, the Social = Security Board, in estimating his old-age benefits, is concerned only with his total wages. Whether he has been a part-time or full-time workers makes no difference.

NEXT—What about - companies

| with private pension. plans?

War Debts

BY ANTON SCHERRER:

ATHER often puzzled us kids with his singular and absurd notions concerning dime: novels.. He wasn’t that way about other things, but for some reason he wouldn't tolerate the sight of one around the house.

He said they were immoral, or something Jo That made it very hard for us boys, and led to alt } sorts of maneuvering to read the books away from

‘home. In the summer, it was easy enough. A shor

walk to the clump of trees on the ‘hill where the Manual Training High School now stands and the problem was solved. I'm pretty sure we read 10 glorious books there one summer. At any rate, we read “The Pioneer Gambler's Wife” and “The Double Daggers, or Deadwood Dick’s Defiance,” and both, I remember, justified the lies we told when we were asked to account for our time away from home. In the winter, the problem was much more difficult, of course. As a matter of fact, the problem was never solved in the winter because the best we could do was to sneak in a little reading in bed just before we wens to sleep. It wasn’t very satisfactory because I can's remember a winter with enough nights to finish more than one novel. : ! Winter presented another difficulty, because thers was always the. problem of hiding the books so that father wouldn’t catch on. As a rule, we were pretty successful in tucking away the books, but one yeas | we were caught. It was house-cleaning time, I ree member, and so thorough was the operation that year that everything imaginable turned up. At any rate, our hidden treasure of dime novels turned up. : ” ” F- !

Father Was Furious

FATHER was furious, I remember, and wanted t& know what the world was coming to. He also said something about the awful immorality of the times, when all of a sudden it dawned on me that, maybe, father didn't know what he was talking about, At any rate, it occurred to me that maybe father didn’t know about the virtuous elevation of dime novels. And so I tried to enlighten him.Picking up the book nearest at hand, which proved to be “Night Scenes in New York: In Darkness.and by Gas Light,” by Old Sleuth, I began at the begine ning and read aloud: : “In a plainly furnished room in the upper part of the city were two persons, a young girl and & fierce, bad-looking man. “The girl speaks: “ ‘Back! Back!

Mr. Scherrer

On your life stand back!’

“To which uningratiating remark the bad-looking 3

one makes a singularly unresentful reply: “‘Adele, I love you. “With a cool accuracy of argumentation not come mon under such circumstances, Adele responds: ? “‘And you would prove your love by acts of violence?’

” 2 2 Gentleman Protests

« HE gentleman protests:

““You are wrong. I would only persuade you to

be my wife.’ “Whereupon the lady:

“‘Heéar me, Lyman Treadwell; IT am but a poor

shop-girl; my: present life is a struggle for a scanty existence; my future a life of toil; but over my pres= ent life of suffering there extends a rainbow of hope, Life is short, eternity: endless—the grave is but th entrance to eternity. And you, villain, ask me to change my present peace for a life of horror with you. No, monster, rather may I die at once!’ ” £3 At this point father shifted in his chair and saids “Oh, my God!” I'll always remember it because fa= ther didn’t, as a rule, use such language around the house. The next day father came home with a’ packages which upon unwrapping proved to be “The Story of the Illiad” with translations by John Flaxman. After one reading I traded the whole collection of dime novels for a British Guiana stamp.

Hoosier Yesterdays

DECEMBER 7

OAH NOBLE came from Virginia to Indiana! ;

about the time the state was admitted to ‘the

Union and settled with his brother Lazarus in Brook=

ville. The brothers were welcome additions to the settles ment and their popularity soon resulted in their bee ing placed jn public positions. Lazarus was receiver of public moneys for the land office; Noah was elected sheriff in 1822 and state Representative two years later.

In 1826, the land office was moved to Indianapolis. .

While the transfer was being made Lazarus suddenly

. died. Noah was appointed by President Adams to fill

the post. In this capacity he was an unofficial grececs to incoming settlers.” His conduct of the office re= sulted in increasing popularity which stood him in good stead when, for political reasons, he was res moved by President Jackson in 1829, He ran on the Whig ticket for Governor against James G. Reed, Democrat, a year later, - : He was elected by a 2791 majority and inaugurated fourth Governor of the state Dec. 7, 1831. His administration was: noteworthy for the Mame moth Internal Improvement Bill, carrying an appro= priation aggregating $13,000,000—one-sixth of state’s wealth at that time—mortgaging Indiana’s ree sources for 50 years to build a canal system, roads, railways and impfove rivers—By H. L. .

Your Health

BY DR. MORRIS FISHBEIN

Editor, Amer. Medical Assn. Journal

. ROUND, above, and behind the nose are the

A sinuses. When sinuses become infected ¥ such infections are much more common than might think—the victim has frequent colds, constan$ coughs, and a good many other general disturbances of the body. Infectious germs get into the sinuses through open= ings in the nose, and infect membranes which ling the wall of the sinuses. When the opening of thi sinuses into the nose becomes blocked, pain