Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 4 April 1950 — Page 15

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Gross Income’s ‘Great Experiment’ THE object of the visit was to gain further information .about the gross income tax division's “great t.” Three months the experiment has been in operation. What were the results? Have dollar signs precipitated in sufficient numbers to justify the continuance of the office of special collector of unsatisfied warrants?

lady at the switchboard, quite human

in ‘all respects but one (she had electric wires and

earphones protryding from her head), drew several arrows on the polished floors which I was to follow. They would lead me to Donald P. Hawkins, special collector of unsatisfied warrants. At first glance, since Mr. Hawkins appeared to be the type who liked the direct question and direct answer, I made up my mind to be direct. “How are we doing?” I asked, making myself as comfortable as possible in a torture seat used. for short interviews. : “Fine, how are you doing?” answered Mr. Hawkins, sending several puffs of cigar smoke ceilingward. Shortly the significance of his action became apparent. . 'C. Carroll Summers, chief. cashier of the department of reyenue, and Harold Kelley, chief of records and files, appeared through the haze, We got down to business immediately. : Sometimes one of the three talked, sometimes they all talked at once. Anyway, there seems to be

More than $2 million in delinquent gross income taxes. Mr. Summers would like to see some of that ==

dough at his cage direction of the gross income people at In each succeeding year, and about that time the years were tough, more citizens entered the nontaxpayers list. :

Mr. Hawkins, I think. it was, said 95 per cent of the people pay their taxes regularly and never

. cause any trouble. The other 5 per cent make the “headache Tor tax agencies. —

About five years ago the practice of levying on ‘a man’s paycheck was instituted and proved extremely effective. But that still left a neglected couple million on paper in the basement. Somebody

. got the idea and 75-year-old Donald P. Hawkins

rushed into the picture. > Almost all warrants and tax histories of Hoosiers Mr. Hawkins thumbed through have undergone the usual process of the law. Notice and de-

—-mand-slips were sent and ignored; sheriffs waved -

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were dime,

of loose change to a pleasant fel- Pay.” said Mr. the wife about a forgotten debt a sure way to a lement.” : ,

until Y really get organized.

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t with several good legs to stand on and once he! Fl - locates a delffiquent, it behooves him to pay up. He

mentioned several consequences and tricks of the business. He had me convinced. Too bad he wants to keep the tricks close to his department. | “I can tell by the white of a man’s eye if he'll ; -Mr; Hawkins, “And I find informing}

mers. “We've all been pleasantly surprised with the,

results so far.” ; ' “Whatever I do is an unpleasant surprise to if the special collector. “Just wait

Such a youthful outlook as the 75-year-old pressinted warranted more questioning. What! about ...? ;

Never Sick a Day

live to be 150. Do you know a man should exercise every muscle a little every day? Never been sick a day in my life. Mosquitoes don’t bite me and I can eat poison ivy and rub it on my nose and it won't hurt me. ! ty “The only thing that worries me is being pallbearer. The last two I carried the boys with me didn’t give me much help. Pardon me, son, I've got to requisition another batch of warrants. There's work to be done.” -

After 45 years of collecting you'd think a man Ch would slow up a little, wouldn't you? a ap

Prospector . . . Donald P. Hawkins is after $2 “million and he has to do it the hard way.

A Debunking Books

By Robert C. Ruark

NEW YORK, Apr. 4—A couple of recent efforts from on high has done a lot to make 1950 a pleasant year for me, if for nobody else. A Cornell professor has written a book called “Leave Your Langauge Alone!” and a scientist named - Anthony Standen has knocked his own 1d with a vastly irreverent opus called “Science a Sacred Cow.” : I offer applause to these two Philistines, and also the purchase prices for their volumes, That is important to authors. . Prof. Albert Hall allows as how that the language is as cluttered with useless rules as the Collyer household was cluttered with functionless ‘knick-knacks. A : He says it's silly to sacrifice simplicity and emphasis for the didactic ground-rules of grammar laid down in the 17th Century from a background of Latin, a language which ain't spoken no more by nobody.

An Old ‘Ain't’ Man Speaks Up AS AN OLD “ain't” man, I buy the professor up and down and across the board. “Ain't” is a fine, rugged rounded word, full of -purpose and pregnant with determination.” “Isn’t” puts you in mind of skimmed milk. “Aren't” is strictly for

boys in Eton collars. Also, if you can say “aren't”

and “isn’t,” why the devil can’t you say “ain’t”? I have dealt previously with “which,” “what”

“ahd “that” a hopeless mystery to me all my 1ife;

on account of which, or what, or that, I have proposed a simplification to “thich.” My prepositions dangle where they may, in the middle of a sentence or where you finish a sentence up. On the end: Who cares? It is very pleasant to have intellectual agreement on this matter, especially in the dreary business of “shall” and “will,” something nobody ever fully justified to me in the learning days; which is why. Miss Hetty Struthers grew old before her time. Nor the silliness of differentiation between “may” and “can.” © . . As I recall, “may” meant permission asked, and “can’’ was construed as a definition of ability to perform, but I was learning the intricacies of crapshooting at the time and never settled on the “reason for using either. “Can I go to the ball game, Pa?" to me was merely an approach to two-bits. It had nothing

- same way I felt about 2-and-2 making 4, and the

-2, for me, is 315.

to do with my ability to get to the ball game, and if the quarter forthcame I assumed permission was granted. : In fine, it is the professor's idea that language is merely a set of symbols to allow people to communicate with each other in something more formal than a grunt, and should not necessarily be unduly burdened with by-laws. He sees no reason why “It's me,” in answer to “Who's there!” ain’t as an answer as “It is I,” or “Just us chickens.” I sure hope the professor. gets some circulation. I been fighting a losing war on this thing, myself. : Concerning. the vulnerability of science, Anthony Standen has my vote for complete control of the H-bomb. I think it would be safe in his hands, for here is a scientist who intimates that his associates have become drunk on their own acceptance of the immutable fact. . Dr. Standen says that when a scientist thinks of himself as a man he is often a modest -and diffident person, but when he thinks of himself as a scientist he automatically attributes to himself a delightful array of such qualities as accuracy, reasoning power, intellectual curiosity, tolerance and a kind of reverent humility before the facts of nature. “So0,.as a group, these men of science have come to possess a fabulous colléctive ego, as-in-flated as a skilfully blown piece of bubble-gum.”

weal DP-Standen - asks, -querulously,. in. the. face. of. —

the “scientifically proved” fact, what about disproving ghosts? Suppose ghosts could appear only when scientists were absent? He says the ghosts would keep on appearing while their backs were turned, while they kept right on disproving| ghosts. - |

Scientist's Thinking on H-Bomb | I FELT this deeply the other day when Dr. Robert Millikan announced that he wasn’t sure we could even make a hydrogen bomb. It was the

common’-denominator in fractions. Maybe 2 and Who says it ain’t? They? Who is “they”? This fellow Fuchs, the German atomic scientist who sold us out to the Russians because he had a split personality? Is this science? Drs, .Hall and Standen, my thanks, hearty sale for your books.

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Morals of Films

By Frederick C. Othman

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WASHINGTON, Apr. 4—Sen. Edwin C. Johnson (D. Colo.) wasn't kidding when he made those

iv gpeeches:-about the. morals. of.the- movies... He's: . about to open an investigation into this fascinat-

ing subject and I think I'am the fellow to give him a little good advice.” ei As an old Hollywood hand, myself, I covered the trial of Errol Flynn, who was accused among other things of taking a beauteous blond below decks of his yacht so he could- show her how the moon looked through a porthole. I hasten to remind .the Senator that a jury found Flynn not guilty. a I also had to write pieces for the paper about

. Charlie Chaplin and his troubles with a red-headed

lady; about another lady whose name I don’t rightly remember, who conked a celebrated actor with a geranium pot. The geranium was still in it. _~. There also was a story about some monkeyshines under a table at a night club called Ciro’s and many was the night I had to crawl out of bed

- and beat it down to the office to-do a piece about

the latest lovely to accuse her husband of being a brute. 2

- Some Good, Some Bad i I MEAN, Senator, that I know something about morals of Hollywood. And I came to the conclusion long ago that the movie-makers’ morals

aren't much different than anybody. else's, Some.

good and some bad. - , Only in Hollywood ; almost as soon as it happens. In Craig, Colo., the Senatbr's home town, the odds are that if a leading citizen gets in the tolls of a blond who is not »_his wife nobody hears about it. : Sen. Johnson, who has attended more movies than most, reports that his favorit# actress used to be Ingrid Bergman. He was shocked when she

in void AlS0M £0. kROW. Miss. Bergman. as. well, a8. a... sm SA Perhaps: there was something

that he couldn't take a drink of anything stronger

. after a hard day on his horse, he had to pull down “the shades before he mixed it.

everybody knows the bad -

’ -and took up with an Italian movie director, He doesn’t think she ought to be

hoe YS allowed back in ‘the country, or that anybody! should look at her movies again. |

newspaper reporter ever knows a movie star, be-| cause. actresses always are on their good behavior, when talking to the press. I thought she was the most beautiful woman I ever saw and one of the! nicest -to be around. ) Of. all the actresses in Hollywood to scram to the Mediterrean with a bald film-maker, she was the last I'd have expected. I guess I was shocked, too. But if she makes another movie and If it's a good one, I'll pay my way in to see her.

Autry Doesn't Smoke

' THE SENATOR seems to think that movie actresses ought to be angels off the screen as well as on. About the only people who agree with him wholeheartedly, I'm afraid, are the small boys who favor hoss oprys. = Their heroes must be as blameless at home as on the silver sheet. In one of his early contracts old Hopalong Bill Boyd had written in a clause

than pop in public. If he felt the need of a martini

Gene . Autry doesn’t smoke.. He's fortunate. Some other cowboys, who'd like a cigaret, don't dare, except possibly in the privacy of their own haylofts. . Sen. Johnson's inquiry is scheduled to begin in. another week. He's gathering evidence now. He| intends to make some more speeches before he starts. I don’t know what he’s going to prove that most movie fans don’t know already, but I'll be an interested spectator. : In a way it'll seem something like the good old |

days when I had to force myself to ask Lana: : __Turner if she still was in love with Artie .Shaw.|}

_ She said she wasn't. 5 Fe A

of most vigorous . sermons. “IF T knew 40 years ago what T know now Td

“A crackling log fire threw dancing shadows on the paneled

“thin bod

~~ FOREWORD There are rio other sermons like Peter Marshall's. For there was no other man like Peter Marshall. The beloved chaplain of the United States Senate, Peter Marshall passed away recently at the age of 46. He had attained a national reputation at an age when most clergymen are still unknown. . The Indianapolis Times during the Lenten season publishing the richest passiges from Peter Marshall's ! ey weve prea’ } Washington's historic. New Bar rr id the man he called “My.

hurch. They were addressed to

Jones,” to the multitude of clerks and taxi drivers,

butchers and housewi the as 3nd houspw ve, motormen and the lonely girl Taken from the book, “My Jone ) k ) , 8, Meet t Master,” the sermons preserve the emphasis of the wore: oa Special typographical style. The mani- . Sorts us 7 ezoetly as Pater. Marshall

ha ter 9—By Invitation of Jesus hen op : " gl to him that bade him. When thou makest a thy kinsmen, nor thy rich nei Sain, ad ? recompense be ma ut when thou makest a § foe, the blind. = o oe % nd thou shalt be blessed; for they cennt p : for thou shalt be i oh, ot racampene thee;

bors, lest

thee. the poor, the maimed, the

they also bid thee

tion of the just.” uke 14:12, {3 14

The house was very comfortable

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The wind outside was moaning $ : pals 4 g softly and th d a warm glow on the Book this man iy ty, ing lawp Cost

he rood the Josiage of Luke which is our text, and then could

He had read the Bible offen, for he was a good man, but never

before did the words seem printed in flame.

He felt as though Someon tandi ind Rs he knew he was no longer re Siding. behind him;

“I must be sleepy and dr 4 i iti Fn Fo \Saepy eamy, he thought to himself, “it is time But it was long ere he fell asleep,

for sti . : OD SO Tr ras prin el or still the voice whispered

resence. in the room.

=e atita he of the dinners:and- parties he had given in this

He thought of those whom he usually invit They were household names in wh o finance clubs : and in government circles. But they were not poor * or maimed or lame He tired " bi bie le tir sleep, but somehow h. could not close the door of his mind to the ession that shuffled an ; the corridors Eh soul. : Spiel in vay Save There were beggars with trembling lips. There were sightless eyes that stared straight in front and faces blue with cold. : There were sticks tapping on the pavement. There were crutches that creaked with the weight of a twisted y.

‘When the morning came, his determination gave him new

strength and zest for the day.

His first call downtown was on the engraver.

At the counter he drafted the card he wished engraved, chuckling now and then as he wrote, his eyes shining.

* The card read;

Jesus of Nazareth Requests the honor of your presence "at a banquet honoring The Sons of Want

Cars will await you at the Central Union Mission — at six o'clock ; Come unto me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and Iwill give you rest.”

A few days later, with the cards of invitation in his hand, he walked downtown and gave them out, and within an hour there were several people wondering what could be the meaning of the card thet a kindly - : — “happy well-dressed man had placed in their hands.

At six o'clock, a strange group of men stood waiting in the

vestibule of the Central Union Mission, talking softly together.

“What is the catch in this, anyhow?” asked one cynical fellow.

“What's the “Who's throwing this feed? : too Anybody know the bird what gave out the tickets?”

“Well, what difference does it make? I'd stand almost anything for a feed.”

ame?”

Just then somébne came over and announced that the cars were at the door; without a word, they went outside.

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these ‘men; clutching their ‘thin coats tightly around their ies, . huddling together, their faces pinched .and wan blue with cold and unshaven . their toes sticking out of their shoes, climbing into two shiny limousines. By and by, they were seated at the table. : They had looked at the tapestries that hung on the walls.

They had seen the illuminated pictures in their massive frames, and the giant crystal chandelier

The Easter Story

call not ra nor thy brethren, neither

on Friday evening, in 0 home on. Massachusetts. Avenue... .

incongruous about it all, seeing

“lel the Soucert und piano that stood across the halls, The host rose in his place, and in a voice that trembled slight! wid ay friends, let “ ok dhe Blessing. : : gy is pleasing to , O Lord, bless us as we sit d this table, and i the food that we are about fo yy “Bless these men. You know who they are, and what they need. And help us to do what you want us to do. : Accept our thanks, in Jesus’ name. Amen.”

= -And-so-the-ice was broken; conversation began to stir ground

_ the table; and soon the first course was laid.

What an amazing thing that he didn’t even know the name of a single man! : . His guests had no credentials ' no social recommendations : no particular graces—so far as he could see. ; But my, they were hungry! ; It seemed to him that these men would be the very ones tha Jesus would have gathered around Him—the legion of the world’s wounded, : : the fraternity of the friendless pieces of broken human earthenware.

he laughed at their thinly disguised reluctance, until they laughed too. : ; As he sat there, it suddenly occurred to him how different was the conversation! : : ’

they were "here too . . . . charity ward

whether the little woman with the baby had got a job.

hen the meal was over, there was music. Someone came in and sat down at the piano. They \listeried to “Love’s Old Sweet Song” : “Silver Threads Among the Gold” ind then a march by Sousa :

and t “Traumerei” . and then “Th Sidewalks of New York.”

Someone else join in—o- cracked, wheezing voice, but it started the others. Men who had not sung-for months men who had no reason to sing there they were, joining in.

’ N Now some old favorites: “Daisy” 4 “A Bicycle Built for Two™ “Swanee River.” : SN : Before they knew it, they were singing hymns: “What a Friend We Have -in Jesus” -. “The Church in the Wildwood” “When | Survey the Wondrous Cross.”

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The pianist stopped, and the guests grouped themselves in soft,

comfor chairs around. the log fire. The host" moved among them, smiling . . . He said: - “l know you men are wondering what all this means. I can tell you very simply.” :

He read from the Gospels stories of One who moved among

the sick the outcasts the despised and the friendless how He visited the ostracized and what He promised to all who believed in Him.

“I'm going to give each of you His Book of Instructions. I have marked certain passages in it that you will find helpful when you are sick and in pain when you are lonely and discouraged. ; “Then | shall see each one of you tomorrow where | saw you today, and we'll have a talk together to see just how | can help you most.

your homes, and those who have nowhere to go, | invite to spend the night here.”

They shuffled out into the night. yo. There was a new light in their eyes a smile where there had not been even interest before.

Of course, that never happened.

It is only a piece of imagination. ~~

But why shouldnt it happen, on. Massachusetts Avenue in ‘Washington? : % TT on Park Avenue in New. York?: 7g / in Druid Hills in Atlanta? C on the Gold Coast in Chicago? in Beverly Hills .in Los Angeles? : | wonder what would happen if we all agreed to read one of the Gospels, until we came to a place that told us to do something,

then went out to do it, and only after we had done it . . . began

reading again?

Why don’t we do what Jesus says? - How exciting life would become were we to begin living according to His- way of life! : Acquainfances would say we were “peculiar.” Those who dislike us would say we were crazy.

But Someone Else, who had these same things said about Him, would smile, and the joy and peace in our own hearts would tell us who was right. -

This, after all, is but an illustration of the fact that our problem is not so much that we don’t know what we should do.

We know perfectly well . . . but we don’t want to do it. Roc 1950, by Fleming H. Revell Co.)

TOMORROW: ‘The Rock that Moved. The Last Supper

linen, and the gleaming silver on the table.

. -There-- were--no--off-color- stories; no -whisperi igs oF scandal”

" wondering whether Charlie had manbged to get a bed in the

whether Dick had stuck it out when he wanted to end it all,

his yes shining.

‘}-have-made arrangements for-each- one-of you to-get- back:to

. Friends -would-say -we-hod-lost-our mindse~perhaps.-- RC a

Fraternity Raises $386 for Children With Contest

RONALD A. GILES, son of Mr. and Mrs. H. A. Giles, 3133 Ruckle St, has been named Big Man on

was spon by Alpha Phi Omega, service fraternity, to raise funds for the Marion {County Society for Crippled _{Children. : Mr. Giles and his backers contributed $225 to elect Mr. Giles y to the post, de- z ’ feating five other Mr. Giles |candidates. A total of $386.89 was

He watched each plate and directed the servants with a nod or aise for the Crippled Children’s a glance. we » : nd, . He encouraged them to eat; : i. A senior and history major, Mr.

Giles belongs to Phi Delta Theta social fraternity and Utes Club, ' {sophomore men’s honorary. : = sn» - Being allergic to your mother in-law can cause you to break out

ell, Columbus, O., said today. Dr.

ste res tea g Gi 7 <iaw and kept her feelings bottled up —|inside of her." He said: “Emotional disturbances can be the cause of certain allergies.” 2 = = =» : .8ix Hoosiers from St. Joseph's College are among 15 students on

through the Southwest during Easter vacation. Thé& group includes: Eugene Klinefelter, Rensselaer; John Andrick, Gary; Alfred Miesch and Philip McLaughlin, Hammond, and John Hruzik and Donald Quinn, East Chicago.: Accompanying them are the Rev. Carl Nieset and Steven Theodosis, instructors, and ‘Mrs. Theodosis. Co. sr» y Prof. John B. Irwin, IU astronomer, and Arthur N, Cox, grad{uate student, will go to Pretoria, y {South Africa, this summer. They jv make photoelectric observations of southern hemisphere skies at Oxford University's Radcliffe Observatory.

Na. ’ The Princess Royal, only sister of King George VI, has decided to share $400,000 worth of priceless Gainsborough paintings and Chippendale furniture

public—for a price, The dollar-

and grounds this summeF for 35 cents’ admission, her

Campus at Butler, The contest A

with the hives, Dr. dohn H.Mitch

Butler Campus

“a 5000-mile geology field trip

lic to visit her Harewood House

pride for dollars because of heavy

taxation. ;

: » ” ” Heintz Arntz, 50, marathon piano player, claimed a world record of 123 hours today in a restaurant in Essen, Germany. His wife and son fed him while he played, and a barber shaved him twice a day.

. . . 3 Garry Davis, who gave up his American citizenship to become a man without a country, today in New York asked his for- . {mer countrymen to be civilized” -lenough not to disturb his visit. He was admitted as an immigrant under the French immigration quota. Mr. Davis went to the Park Ave-

Meyer Davis, orchestra leader. He said he would not seek to regain ~ his citizenship or to enter. public life. Tt

. » . . Paul M. Dean, 46, Redland, Cal., may have to go to jail for not having a prison record. Police of Monroe, La., said Dean, repre-

eral prison inmate, collected $52 at a church service in Monroe after delivering a touching lecture on why crime doesn’t pay. As far

been arrested until they picked him up for hornswaggling the congregation.

» . Nicole Riche, French. actress; was charged with contempt of the law today on grounds she wasted the time of Paris police

{peared between gcts of the American’ gangster play in which she starred, after reporting receipt of threatening letters. Three days later. she showed up. at a police. |station and said gypsies held her {captive three days. ; ; - ” » is he The Skagit Coun auditor breathed easier today in Mt, Ver-non,-Wash., following return of a Jeiund Shek from Thomas B. linger 0: Christi, Tex. ‘IA check for $100,000.75 was mailed to Mr. Bolinger for a refund on a car title transfer payment. The check should have read “T5 cents.”

Drawn by John J. Sunley

senting himself as a former fed-

as police-could learn he had never

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fii “HPATEIeNt Of His" “father, ==

with a kidnap hoax. She disap-

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