Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 6 July 1937 — Page 14
* Vagabond
From Indiana—Ernie Pyle
Fliers' Life Not Leisurely in Alaska, And From Experience Aloft, Roving Reporter Judges It Hazardous Too.
UNEAU, Alaska, July 6.—I1 have superstitions about airplane pilots. For instance, I have complete confidence in a pilot who is bald-headed. And practically none at all in one with a mustache.
So I knew the minute I laid eyes on Alex Holden, that I'd fly anywhere in the world with him. He hasn't any more hair on his head than a water pitcher.
six of them in Alaska. Alex is a
good name for an aviator anyhow. |
We took off in pontoons, in a six-piace Bellanca.
in the air he leaned over and pointed to a small reel alongside my seat. “you'll have to wind down the radio aerial,” he said. “It takes just 107 turns, so youll have to count them.” I leaned over and started winding and counting, feeling very serious and proud at actually being permitted to do something worthwhile in the. world at least. ial ‘ taf the time I had the aerial out we were dos Gastineau Channel and almost level with the high mountain ridges on either side. The air was very smooth. We flew for about 20 minutes, skimming across the edge of a mountainous island, and then across another one, and then we banked around a bend in the channel and Alex pointed ahead. And up there was another glacier. This time it was famous Taku glacier. I don’t know what it's famous for, but it's famous all right. It was like Mendenhall, only I think it was bigger and whiter and it ran down to the sea instead of stopping on dry land like Mendenhall.
Cold Air Bumpy We came up to it at about 2000 feet and crossed the face of it right at one end. We bumped a little as we went across, because of the cold air currents oming up from it. . It Pa weird thing, sitting up there above that ageless, gargantuan expanse of ice. We flew on toward the head of it, and the downward distance between us and the glacier became less and less as we went along. For the glacier’s surface rises as it goes back up the valley. Looking down upon it, the white. Not dirty like Mendenhall. But the cracks and crevasses in it were sickening. I couldn't judge distance from that height, but the cracks must have been a hundred feet deep, some of them, and 20 feet across. And there were thousands of them, splitting in every direction. Peaks and crevasses and ditches and gullies and ravines and just plain cracks. And there were dozens of brilliant blue strips down on the infrequent and narrow level spots. They seemed to be little lakes of melted snow which had refrozen. But Alex said they were reflections; sort of mirages.
Forced-Landing Blues
We flew about three miles back, over the surface of the glacier. Alex said that way back 1; ‘here at the soutce, some 10 miles or so, it joined the head waters or ‘head ices, maybe I should say) of Mendenhall. In other words, the two great glaciers flow from the same source, in opposite directions. We didn’t fly on back there, for there were drifting clouds and a sort of white mist and Alex thought we'd better not. I was glad, for it seemed to me we had long ago gone past gliding distance back to water. And to be forced down on top of that glacier would be as bad as landing among a million snakes
Mr. Pyle
glacier seemed very
It you could survive the crash-landing (which I'm |
sure you couldn't), I don’t believe you could move a hundred yards on the glacier top. You'd be hemmed in by straight-up-and-doewn precipices of ice. And I don’t see how rescuers could ever get to you. You'd simply die there, that’s all. And you wouldn't be very about it. one came back down toward the edge, and Alex dropped down low and flew along the face of it so I could take a picture. Then we turned and flew. back home.
Mrs.Roosevelt's Day
By Eleanor Roosevelt
After Two Days of Send-offs First Lady Glad Goodbys Are Over.
EW YORK, Monday.—Friday afternoon late, John, Anna and I drove to the Newark Airport through the holiday traffic which was making its way toward New Jersey. We had hardly set foot inside the office door when the photographers came up to greet us. “Was I leaving too?” “Had I heard from Franklin and Ethel?” “Would you please all step out and be photographed saying goodby at the plane?” To their questions I could answer truthfully that I was not leaving, as witness of my truthfulness my car was parked outside waiting for me; we had heard nothing from Franklin and Ethel; and very reluctantly just before the plane was ready to be boarded we stepped out to be photographed. How I hate to say goodby, especially when someone else is going to do the flying! To have a large audience of interested spectators in addition makes it even more difficult. Everyone was on board and I stepped back to the fence and was immediately greeted by Mr. and Mrs. Johnson from Albany, whom I had not seen in a long while. They were seeing a friend off and I was glad to see them again. I stood watching the last minute preparations, when a little young couple beside me bursting with excitement, asked me if Franklin and Ethel had sailed on one of the recent ships. The man said he had been down by the planes and they were expecting them. I asked if they were seeing someone off. He said, “No.” His wife had never seen a plane close by and, since they were passing, they just stopped to see the plane go out. A little breathlessly she
said, “it is quite a thrill to find myself talking to |
you.” The plane started.
to New York alone, and I left the car at the garage and was in my apartment at 7:40. The sailing of the “Conte Di Savoia” on Saturday morning meant getting into a stream of cars, but some kind policeman caught sight of my mother-in-law and, before I knew it, room had been made and we were going in through a special entrance. Two photographers waited at the gangplank, but she firmly said, “No photographs.” Even afterwards, in her stateroom, she was adamant. Finally, my Johnny, and Johnny Drayton went with me to the end of the corridor and let them have photographs of us. The goodbys are all said, and I am glad that this business of goodbys is over for a little while, for I don’t like them at all.
Walter O'Keefe —
NCLE SAM has just turned in his income tax report for the fiscal year ending June 30 and
we're in the bag so badly that the millionaires are |
going to investigate the Government. The President made a prophecy in April and he turns out to be 150 million short. He should leave prophecies to Jim Farley. When you read the figures in this financial report
you begin to think that Cracie Allen is Secretary of |
the Treasury.
It looks as if the Government will have to make
an inkwell out of the Rod Sea. As you know, we've sot billions of gold buried at Ft. Knox, and the Administration seems determined to run ail our other as:z=is right into the ground. Now it's easy to understand why is going to stay in all sumer. They're afraid to come out.
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And he's been flying for 23 years, the last
1 sat up front, | beside Alex, and as soon as we were |
The Indianapolis
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Second Section
TUESDAY, JULY 6, 1937
Entered at Postoffice.
as Second-Class Matter Indianapolis,
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Ind.
Bilbao's
Basque Children, Undaunted by War Perils,
(Second of Series)
By Milton Bronner
NEA Staft Correspondent
ORTH STONEHAM, England, July 6.—“After Madrid,
look at Madrid.”
Heaven, and in Heaven a little corner from which to
The 2500 Basque refugee children encamped hers may not have any saying as lovely as that of the Madrileno, but
mountains. Here, these children who have seen so much and endured so much of war’s horrors, have peace in the green rolling hills of Hampshire. Here they have nights of rest, undisturbed by Franco bombs. Here
they have plenty to eat. Their bodies may be here, but their hearts are in Bilbao, where their parents are, where their homes once stood, where they played on their native soil. Here's proof: In mid-June the rebel forces of Franco captured Bilbao, thanks to German airplanes and Italian troops. The managers of the Basque camp here were in a terrible quandary. They did not want garbled, distorted versions of the news to reach the children. So they decided to broadcast a plain, truthful account of what had happened. And the incredible thing occurred. A hundred or so boys and girls alike went berserk. They thought the broadcaster was a Fascist. They could not believe, would not believe that their Bilbao had fallen to the Rebels. They threw sticks and stones at the broadcasting van. Then, when they realized that it was friends who had told them the sad facts, the camp, from being a bedlam, became a place of mourning. All
were sobbing their hearts out. Henry Brinton, social worker in charge of the camp, made no effort to restrain them. = = = : ET them cry,” he said. “It will do them good. It will wash away some of the pain from their little hearts.” He guessed right. The next day they were nearly back to normal, these emotional children of sunny
We waved our last goodby. ! I waited until I saw it actually in the air, then | I climbed into my car and started to drive back | The traffic back was very light |
By E. R. R.
ASHINGTON, July 6.—Concern over the rapid rise of prices during the winter and early spring was voiced by President Roosevelt recently, when he declared that prices of steel, copper, and other basic commodities had gone too high, and the Government would seek to check further increases by curtailing its purchases of durable goods. The President's statement, which had been preceded by warnings by other Administration officials against inflationary price increases in general, was followed by a sharp reaction in the prices of steel scrap and copper. One of the early objectives of the Roosevelt Administration was to bring about a rise in prices to a
in dollars of relatively the same
| purchasing power as that prevail- | ing when they had been contracted.
It was generally assumed that prices, to reach that point, should be lifted to 1926 levels. At the beginning of April, the general level of wholesale prices was about 12 per cent below the 1926 average. The strength of the upward movement was such, however, that it was feared that unless restraints were imposed, prices soon would exceed 1926 levels and enter a boom phase in which it would be difficult, if not impossible, to exert any control over them. Failure to balance the Federal budget and continued Government borrowing on a large scale are inflationary influences supporting an upward price movement. Current plans for raising labor standards
over the tented acres children .
level at which debts could be repaid |
in their souls they have the same kind of feeling for their native Bilbao, which snuggles at the foot of iron-bearing
Spain. But, oh so repentant! Between them, they managed to frame a letter which was duly translated and handed to the authorities. They said how sorry they were for what had occurred in the camp and then added in touching terms: “We are grateful for all the tenderness the English people have shown us, for the presents, and for all their kindness, but we never forget those who are at home. It makes us very unhappy that they suffer so much.” Then, while they were at it, they composed another letter which they sent to Prime Minister Neville Chamberlain, hoping in their naive way that powerful England could at once do something for them. Said the letter: “Honored sir, we have heard with great sorrow that our mothers, sisters and dear grandparents, so full of years, have been criminally bombarded by Franco's airplanes while they were seeking to escape from Bilbao to Santander. We beg the Prime Minister, or whoever commands most in England, to send a great big ship —one of those which we saw when we came to England—to protect our mothers and sisters and grandparents, the sick and the aged, so that they can leave by sea without danger to their lives.” ” s s
ND every day in their class room, they painfully toil at letters to their folks back in the Basque country, hoping the missives will reach them and that they will get letters in turn, giving them good tidings. But, so far, the mail from Spain has been woefully small. Disappointed day by day, many of them go to the big tent which has been converted into a chapel for religious services. There, on bended knees, they pray for their people. There they receive such consolation as the priests are able to give them.
Price Control Is Studied as Method To Retard Inflationary Moves
through new Federal legislation, as well as the present intense labor activity for higher pay and shorter hours, are other factors threatening to increase manufacturing costs and hence to raise existing prices. = » ” HE nation’s only experience with direct price fixing on a broad scale was during the World War. At the time the United States entered the war, prices had already risen extensively, and the fear of further rises made it seem advisable to institute some form of control. This was done through several governmental agencies and by various means. In most cases the Government fixed maximum prices or maximum margins of profit. Below these limits prices theoretically could fluctuate freely. Since it was necessary to maintain maximum production to meet our needs, a liberal price fixing policy had to be followed. The general effect of control, therefore, was to hold prices in check rather than to reduce them, When the Government next attempted to influence the general course of prices, in 1933 and later, the problem was the reverse of that in the war period. The country was in the depths of depression and the need was for a gradual rise and for protection against price cutting. The antitrust laws were accordingly relaxed to permit inclusion of various price-control devices in NRA codes. In the case of some important commodities provision was made for fixing minimum prices.
Side Glances
By Clark
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Innocents Abroad
Wept at Bilbao’s Fall
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But froth this it must not be surmised that the camp is one of constant sorrow. Youth cannot weep forever. The children are kept busy. They have school. They have physical exercises. They have health inspection. They have religious services. They have organized games. Many of them have found little jobs of work around the camp, being ever so willing to help. And one day they sent a deputation to Camp Commandant Brinton. They wanted to play the Spanish wall game. They had rubber balls. They had mitts. But they had no wall. Brinton sorrowfully had to tell them he could not supply one. Nets he could get and tennis rackets and cricket bats, but a wall was just something he could not get for them in a hurry. And somehow, that delegation of boys did not think Brinton was quite so good after that. (Copyright, 1937, NEA Service, Inc.)
NEXT—Bilbao’s Innocents Abroad tell tales of life in their war-stricken homeland. ®
| HE emphasis by 1937 had shifted | to means of curbing increases of industrial and raw - material prices. -There is no indication that any broad program of direct price fixing comparable to that of the war |
period would now be favored. The Administration has been | showing increasing activity in at-' tacking monopolistic prices by instituting suits for enforcement of the anti-trust laws. Governmental encouragement of the consumers’ cooperative movement has been advocated in some quarters as a more effective method of combating monopoly and monopolistic prices.
Tempest and sunshine mingle for the Basque refugee “Orphans of Bilbao” in their English camp outside Southampton. At right, a heart-broken Basque girl who fears her family has perished seeks comfort in the arms of a British friend. Above, the clenched fists don’t mean communism, but “Down with Franco!”
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Differences Between F. D. R.’s Original, Substitute Court Bills Outlined
By United Press
ASHINGTON, July 6.—Here in question and answer form is an outline of the Administration’s substitute court bill and how ft differs from President Roosevelt's original proposal. Q—How many Supreme Court justices did the original Roosevelt plan propose to add? A—The original plan called for addition of one new justice for each man on the bench over the age of 70 years and 6 months. A top limit of 15 justices was placed on the size of the Court. Since six justices were over the age limit, the President would have named six new men to the Court, Q—How many justices does the substitute plan provide for? A—It provides for addition of one new justice for each Court member | over the age of 75. A top limit of | 15 justices is placed on the Court. However, the substitute provides that only one new justice is to be added each year through the “over 75” proviso. Q — How many justices could President Roosevelt add to the Court if Congress approves the substitute? A—He could add three during the next six months, as follows: One to fill the vacancy caused by Justice Van Devanter’s retirement; one for the year 1937 under the “over 75” clause; one immediately after Jan. 1, 1938, under the “over 75” clause for the year 1938. Q—Could he add any more justices later? A—Yes. If present justices over the age of 75 continue on the bench he could add two more. One in 1939 and one in 1040. There are now four
members of the Court over the age of 5.
= = n ~Which Justices are over 75? A—Chief Justice Hughes, Associate Justices McReynolds, | Brandeis and Sutherland. Q—What is the age of the other Supreme Court members? | A—Justice Butler is 71, Stone is | 64, Roberts is 62 and Cardozo is 67. | Q-—How large could the Court grow during President Roosevelt's present term? ~The maximum possible under Mr. Roos would be 13 mem-
bers. This would be possible only if all present members of the Court continue on the bench throughout his term.
Q—Why is that? A—The substitute bill is drafted to keep the Court as close to nine members as possible. If, after the bill is in operation, justices die or leave the bench, no appointment is to be made unless the vacancy drops the total membership below nine members. Thus the membership of the Court would be expected to
hover closely around the figure nine. A 15-man court would be achieved through appointments by Mr.
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Roosevelt's successor an event of no resignations o & 8-n —What if the Chief Justice should die or leave the Court —can a new chief justice be named? A—Yes. The chief justice is an exception to the vacancy rule. If he dies or quits, the President may
only in deaths.
though the Court already has more than nine members.
A—The President would simply appoint four new justices to take their places.
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Our Town
By Anton Scherrer
Kate Milner Rabb, Hoosier Writer, Being Buried Today, Won Esteem by Holding to Ideal of Simple Living.
ODAY we buried Kate Milner Rabb. In the passing of such a one, a woman full of years and accomplished work, and children and grandchildren and friends to hug her memory all their years “You have no more
a sense of death than you have when the Hudson—sunlit, steady, all conquering—leaves you be= hind on the shore on its way to the fathomless sea.” Alexander Woolcott, in one of his tender moods, said something like that in speaking of one of his friends, and I can’t do better than lean on his words today. But Mrs. Rabb meant even more than that to her friends. More than anybody else I know, she had the marvelous power of evoking what is sincere and simple in other natures. And the more I think about it today, the more I am inclined to the belief that she, better than anybody else around here, held and practiced the secret of the simple life. It's a secret that lies very far down in the spirit, and among the roots of life. Indeed, it lies so far down that I, for one, have never been able to get my hands on it. I remember, though, that Arthur Bene
son, in one of his probing moods, came up with the answer,
First Requisite Is Sincerity
“The first requisite of the. simple life,” he said, “is a perfect sincerity of character. This implies many things: It means a joyful temperance of soul, a certain clearness and strength of temperament.
“The truly simple person must not be vague, and indeterminate, swayed by desire or shifting emotion; he must meet others with a candid frankness, he must have no petty ambitions, he must have wide and genial interests, he must be quick to discern what is beautiful and wise; he must have a clear and straight forward point of view; he must act on his own ine tuitions and beliefs, not simply try to find out what other people are thinking and try to think it too; he must in short be free from conventionality. The essence of the really simple character is that a man should accept his environment and circle; if he is born
in the so-called world, he need not seek to fly from it.”
Doesn’t Go Far Enough
This is good as far as it goes—splendid, in fact— but it doesn’t go far enough to penetrate Mrs. Rabb’s secret. If it did, there would be a lot of people in Indianapolis like her. The difference between Mrs, Rabb and the other people is that she didn’t know she had the gift. Mr. Benson must have had Mrs. Rabb in mind, because further on in his essay. he goes on to say that “simplicity, like humility, cannot ex ist with self-consciousness.” Indeed, this very difference between Mrs. Rabb and other people, moves Mr. Benson to suspect that the people who are most in love with simplicity are often the most complicated natures. “They become weary of their own complexity, and they fancy that by acting on a certain regimen, they can arrive at tranquillity. It is in reality, just the other way. One must become simple in soul first, and the simple setting follows as a matter of course.” And that's ex=
actly the way Mrs. Rabb, without knowing it, chose to run her life.
A Woman's View By Mrs. Walter Ferguson
Mr. Scherrer
Full Flowering of Womanhood Seen
In the Beauty of an Elderly Friend.
Allen woman I know is 77, and she has a bright future before her. When I saw her the other day after two years of separation I looked first at her hands. How well they have wrought! Stiff, but still useful, they made magic with knitting needles just as they have made so many uncomfortable places comfortable and created so many different kinds of beauty. Tireless, skillful and scarred, those hands symbolized to me something eternally feminine. During long years they have never shirked one task.
Then I looked at her eyes, kind and sweet as ever behind their rimmed glasses. A thousand times they have smiled at me like that. Although they have taken in scenes of ugliness and horror, they have never shed anything but benevolence, encouragement and cheer. In youth they belonged to a pioneer, and they still hold that same look—long, searching, expectant— which marks the individuals who have hoped better than they have attained and reached for more than they could grasp. My friend’s noble head and face were exactly as I had always known them. The comeliness of a full life well lived, the dignity of sorrow nobly borne, and the
| wisdom bred of patience and courage, had put their Q—What would happen if all the | justices over 75 years old retired? |
stamp upon her. There she sat surrounded by a group of women who had often come to her for help when they were girls. In a manner of speaking she had been a mother to them all, and all felt for her that gratitude and affection which is inspired only by maternal solicitude. In her, I thought, womanhood has reached its full flowering. She is beautiful with a beauty of age, which is in so many ways more compelling than the characterless perfection of youth’s loveliness. Toler= ance, patience and a kind of divine grace seemed to flow from her because she is one of those who have “fought the good fight and kept the faith.” ———————————————————————— asm.
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