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Interest has been stirred up by the action of a New York minister, who has renounced the, creed of his churrh, and yet declines to surrender his pulpit at behest of his bishop. 'lTie controversy serves a greater purpose, however, for it must remind all who think that religion ia not a matter so much of acceptance of a dogma as it ia of man’s relation to God. One of the earliest of ideas clearly defined in the mind of man had to do with the conception of the Creatop. It grew as the intellect expanded, as suming the form of a conviction rather than a belief. Faith in God Is tho common portion of all mankind, civilized or savage, enlightened or benighted, and from this common root all the religions of the world hare aprung. » It ia not surprising that many creeds have been developed, that many dogmas-have been constructed, for man's mind has been occupied with this subject more than with any other, and properly so. Disputes have been continuous as to tho merits of varying forms of worship, just as they are today. The pagan marvels at the lack of unanimity among Christians, just as the latter are amazed at some of the opinions of the former. This confusion of confessions has had much tho effect of a confusion of tongues at Babel, it has kept men apart, and is keeping them apart. Noncssentials that only serve to separate the sects might well be east overboard, for the purpose of mak ing room for the creed that mother taught and still teaches her children. “Whosoever shall not receive the Kingdom of God like a little child shall not enter therein,” was the word of Jesus to* His followers. He laid down no tests of methphysical mystification, no requirements of dogmatic formula; simply to accept, to believe, and to be saved. That is what mother teaches the prattlers, that is finally what every man or woman carries through life. Profession of adher ence to one or another creed carries with it the obli gation to support or defend that creed. When the conscience is no longer satisfied, it is correct to seek consolation In another, if needed, but the great fact of God and all that it contains shines clear through all the creeds, is above all creeds, and rare indeed is the individual who does not hold to it as an unfailing anchorage for the here and the herafter. One men should have no right or authority to im press his religious views on another; any man should hare the right and full •'pportuntty to teach what he believes ia true religion, so long as it is not repug nant to all religion. And, granted these rights, no man should abuse another for exercising them. After all, the sects expect to meet in Paradise, and it might help a little If they got closer together on earth. I. POET OF THE PEOPLE. One hundred and sixty-four years ago, come Monday, was bom to a cotter of Scotland a man child whose name is Immortal, if such may be said of the name of any man. Robert Bums came into life under circumstances that did not promise much besides an unbroken routine of sordid toil, with no reward save scanty fare and insufficient shelter. Indeed, such a life was that of the child until lie had grown well into manhood. His one advantage was that of God-fearing parents, whose outlook on life was staunchly supported by an unswerving faith in God and savored by the Scotch thirst for knowl edge. “Bobbie” Burns rhymed in his “noddle” as he plowed or reaped, and some of his sweetest songs took form as he pursued a task of drudgery on a bit of land that grudgingly yielded the barest sup port for lifsi His experiences were those of the working classes, and his thoughts were of their plight and problems, and from this fountain he drew the draught that inspired some of the loftiest of thoughts expressed in the simplest of language the world'knows. Whatever grandeur there is about Bums is the majesty of a man, standing upright in hie dignity, self-respecting and unabashed by the presence of the lofty. “I ha’e a penny to spend, thanks to nae man,” said “Bobby,” and thus em bodied his creed for all. His songs live, because they are tender and true; his lyrics, for they are simple and sweet; his humor was rich, pungent, and seldom acrid; his satire ksen, but not bitter, and his “Cotter’s Saturday Night” is a picture of simple dignity unsurpassed. “From scenes such as these Old Scotia's grandeur * springs. That makes her loved at home, revered abroad. Princes and lords are but the breath ot kings, ‘An honest man's the noblest work ot God.’ ” All over ths earth tomorrow, wherever Scot meets Scot, glasses will be raised, and toast drank to Caledonia, and to the great singer she gave the world, and so the immortal memory of Burns will be kept alive because he sang the songs of the soul of the people in the words of the people. A WOMAN 4,000 YEARS OLD. Discovery of the marvelously preserved body of an Egyptian princess who died 40 centuries ago is an incident in which romance and science combine. ' What were those ancient peope thinking of when they so carefully embalmed her body and laid it away in the midst of the treasures that had been hers? They are counted a race' of heathens, and yet they believed firmly in the existence of the human soul and life after death. These mummies were pre served in order that the spiritual double might return from time to time to the body. This spirit was thought to experience hunger and thirst and to rc * quire the same amusement as the body it had ten anted. So in all the ancient tombs are to be found traces of food and wine, books and games and vari ous household comforts. In the case of a warrior, his weapons rested ready to his hand. It may be that this great desire to preserve the bodies of the dead and to provide for the happine* of its spirit originally was designed to avoid the oril consequences of a restless, homeless spirit. The ancients had a great fear of being haunted. Thi3 beautiful little princess, however, must have been laid away in love rather than fear. That love and that belief in the immortality of the soul speak to us across the chasm of the ages. I A WINTER DAY IN THtJ WOODS. The citv dweller, as a rule, has only indefinite notions of the woods. Usually, it means a place to go for a vccation trip in the summer; for a time of play, where superficial observation adds little to the store of private knowledge, but where some thing penetrates even the dullest mind, and lingers on forever. One OmahajBtan, who has seen* very little of woodlands, expanded last week in d*3scri|jijf ing a tract he once visited, tolling of the leafy arches overhead, that reminded him of the coHing of a great cathedr.,1. The simile is appropriate, and is often used, for "the woods wrre God’s first temples,” and from the branches of the trees that spanned above the earth and shut out the glare of the sun, man got his ideas of the arches that n<fw support the roofs of the temples he has builded. In othpr ways the summer woods have inspired man to achievements that are notable and serviceable. Yet this is all connected with the summer idays dn the woods. A winter day in the timber presents a,different aspect. Now, the foliage that rustled and .whis pered in the brecr.e, and through chinks of which the sunlight dappled the s.ward with little flecks of silmr light, is wanting. The trees stand stark and n^e, and the underbrush is gaunt and naked; some withered fruit stHI clings to the buck berry bush, frdm the hackberry twigs the tough lit tle berries still dangle, a ragged ball swings here and there on a sycamore, and the wild raspberries show livid purple stems among the blackness of the thickets. Little paths peep out from the brush, fur tive as the snimals that tread them, and the call of a wintering bird sounds clear and sweet in'the still ness. The hush and the somber aspect of all seeme for bidding at first, but soon passes as the real spell of the quiet forest comes over the visitor. A tree lover will find as much to interest him in thc'Voble trunk of a giant oak or elm, the whitening boll of the sycamore, or the rugged rind of the mighty cotton wood. A smooth pignut stands in striking contrast to its cousin, fhe shag bark hickory, and so from one to another the eye turns, each new step into the woods opening a new vista, disclosing some thing the lush opulence of the summer has con cealed, while the very quiet appeals to the soul and lifts it up to the vision of another'time of leaf and blossom. Nature's moods, however varied, are always beau tiful, and nowhere is this more manifest than in the woods on a winter day. HE WAS A MAKER OP MEN. Modern education has a dual purpose. Teachers aim to develop mind and body along parallel lines, to the end that “the same mind in the sound body’’ wilj be wholly realized. Good reason axists for this, and at all first-class schools the plan is followed of making physical exercise as important as mental. Therefore, the trainer of muscles is quite as impor tant as the developer of brains. Nebraska has achieved some distinction in the athletic field. Its football teams have been cham pions piany times; some of the members hqvo “made the All-American,” and at least one of the runners from tha “uni” was on a world Olympic team. This could not come to pass without careful and compe tent men back of the.team. Coaches have come and gone at the University of Nebraska, but through the years of a generation we nave just passed, one man has served as trainer to all Nebraska's athletes. Jack Best was dear to every student; it is a mis take to think he came in contact only with those whose names were blazoned on the sport pages. Many a boy who simply exercised in the “gym” or took his workouts on the track, had help and advice from Jack Best. A sprain, a sore muscle, a bruise, was his concern, no matter which one of the students went to him. He did, of course, spend roost of his time rubbing and kneading the muscles of football players, but his kindly ministrations were enjoyed by many a lad who never donned a football uniform. Now he is dead; a grim sardonic fate decreeing that his last years should be tormented by rheuma tism, as if to put to scorn his achievements as a muscle-builder. He may not be remembered because of any tablet set up to record his virtues, but thou sands of students will affectionately recall Jack Best through years to come, and it will be a long tim^ before his name is {orgotten on the campus. EARL WILLIAMS’ CHOICE. The others day in one of Omaha’s cemeteries, the body of Earl Williams, rum runner and safe blower, was laid to rest. No mourners followed the body of this young man to his last resting place. Unwept and unhonored, he went down to “that low green tent whose curtain never outward swings.” In the very prime of young manhood, at an age when most young men are plunging with heart and soul into their life work, looking with enthusiasm to the future and giving their best in brawn and brain, Earl Williams’ life went out as a result of his life in the underworld. He may have a mother with character as fine as ever dominated any queen of the home. He may have brothers and sisters who in life’s game do not flinch nor foul, but to them he has brought lasting disgrace. Earl Williams at one time in his life came to the parting of the ways. There came to him a test ing time when he was obliged to make a supreme decision. Two paths stretched before him. He might has chosen any one of dozens of occupations or professions, and by diligent attention to duty won respect and honor and esteem. He might have tilled the soil. He might have become an expert mechanic. He might have clerked in a store, driven a locomotive or visited far-away lands as a man of the sea. He might have become a lawyer, a physician or a minister. At the testing time along one path lay honest tasks and the respect and es teem of his fellow men; along the other a lawless career with men who ply their criminal course under cover of darkness—men of the underworld, lurkers' in the shadows. He chose the path whose treacher ous mazes led him downward and he died a victim of his own undoing. Boys of Omaha—the lesson of Earl Williams stands out as clear and plain as if written in flam ing letters across the sky. He made his choice and you know the results. Some of these days a choice will come to you. May you meet the issue fairly and squarely. Life’s success or failure often hangs on such decisions. •-jr Father and Son fortnight in Omaha should have a pronounced effect on the remainder of the year, if the acquaintances then formed are only main tained. A Brooklyn man has been arrested for selling painted rock for coal.' Shows how enterprising men may go too far. A motor bus line across the Sahara to T.mbuc ’ too may revive examination of maps of equatorial [ Africa. God’s Winter for the Poor I wish the snow would come And cover up the barren ground, Here, where the houses, glum. Sit blindly while the dust blows round. I see the naked trees With nothing white for them to hold. And black, in the biting breeze, The crows, like men, complain and scold. The snow should fall tonight, . Then morning would awake and see The earth so cleanly white, And white enfolding every free, And houses seeming glad, And even such a. gloom as I Forgetting to bo sad While laughing roundly at the skj. The fields of tender wheat Seem crying for their coverlet— O Heaven, I entreat Thy mercy. May the skies beget Full-burdened clouds of snow To east their burdens at my feet, So wheat mdy know A little slumber, soundly sweet > Where can the snowing be? Ts this the winter God hath given? But down, selfishness! Canst see That more there are for blessed Heaven To bless than foolish me? The poor. God pities more than land. This cursed Tanlty Of fleshly things should understsnd That Hove forever scorneth where Cupidity Is knelt in prayer. —Jonathan Johnson. What the Preachers _Say_ Speaking tills morning In the First Central .Congregational church on the "Invincible Power of a. Genuine l.lfe.” taking the whole Biblical Book of Ruth with her wonderful story as a back ground, Dr. Frank G. Smith will say in part: After all, religion, the religion that will one day conquer the world and bring In the reign of righteousness and peace and good will, is the mind of God and the heart of God revealing Himself in the lives and experiences of men in the measure that they be come willing to receive Him. Tower ing above creeds and rituals and sac raments and names Is this acid test of any man's religion whatever its namp, what are its fruits? How does it affect a man's life in all its varied relationships; we still rightly "book for the signs of Ilia rising, III tho lives of the children of men " In this beautiful story we nre con sidering, Ruth was a Moabitlsh maiden, trained and bred in tho religious and social customs and usages of that land; but when by the accident of famine sho found Naomi, she saw in her all the graces, the gen tleness, the virtues, tho strength, the beauty, tho charm of personality that her maidenly soul craved and hun gered for, and so in the hour of crisis, of decision, she said this is what. I want. I know not whether Moab is right or whether Judah Is right, but this I know, I want my life to be like Naomi's; and this purpose and de cision she voiced in the most beauti ful declaration of devotion the world has ever known— "Tntreat me not to leave thee, or to return from following after thee; for whither thou goest I will go and where thou lodgest I will lodge; thy people shall be my people and thy God my God; wkere thou diest I will die and there will I be buried; the I.ord do so to me and more also if aught hut death part thee and me.” The lesson of it nil is not far to seek: God grant that each one of us may make personal application of it to our own lives today is the burden of my message and prayer. Extracts from a sermon to b* delivered today at Miller Park .Presbyterian church by the pas tor. Rev. Herman G. Heuser. Theme: ‘'Environment and Charac ter.” Text: .John 17:15. Environment hath a part In the molding of character, but it is not the deeidlng factor, as some men would have us believe. The world Is the sphere’ of man's activity and Christ wanted His disciples and followers not to he removed from the world, but merely to be kept from evil. Neces sary for them to remain In (he world, for they were the leaven and salt of human society. Necessary for them selves. the world and Christ that they remain, but they wore to keep their characters unspotted and clean, al though serving humanity. Peril in Environment. Christ doesn't laugh at the dangers which be set his followers. Ho had met the tempter and knew bis cun ning. An oltpwriter hath said: This world is like a chessboard—can't make a move in any direction but the devil Instantly sets out some creature to attack you. Virtue in Environment. The botanist and biologist argue from organism to environment and set to work to find the element In external nature with which the plant came Into contact. Same argument applies to spiritual life of man. A true soul oan live In a sinful world, keeping itself unsullied and breathing out ftagrance of love. The keeper of the characters of men Is God. We can’t keep ourselves. We are kept by outward restraints, commands, nrohlbitloys and provi dences. Also "ept by a vision of pure things, but. above all, God’s grace strengthens our hearts. Redemption is accomplished not by change of lo cality, but by change of heart. We must co-operate with God. Keep yourselves in the love of God. Character only finds Its perfection In Jesus Christ, the fiavlor of men. The Lord's way of perfecting charac ter Is starting from within, with the heart, and working out. He cleanses man from sin and man. endeavoring to conform to God's will, cleanses himself and his environment. Adair Forever You may choosa a stately mansion, and employ an army small. And abide by frills of fashion, and acquire life’s splendor all; I'll not envy your enjoyment—your pos sesslone debonair, I'll reside amid contentment In my cottage In Adair. There I’ll rest while night le fleeting, there I’ll eoar In dreams by day. There I’ll meet a world worth meeting end be happy when I play. I'll be free.. I'll not be burdened by the turbulence of the town— All alone, but never lonely, when the shades of night come down. There’s a little grove of maples but a step across the way. V Where I want to dream and slumber when I reach the end of day; Lei th»re be no tomb majestic to advise from whence T came. Nor a shining slab of granite to familiar ise my name. riant eome flowers o’er my haven—as the rose and daffodil — Let an Ivy %eno go climbing up the In cline toward the hill— ! Let my cottage shield another from the shadows of despair, i And decay It* wsy t? ruin In the valley of Adair. j - —Hubert Wortbluftoo Davie. Memory Tests 1. What verse of Brete Ilarte was recited 40 years ago by alt profes ■ional and amateur elocutionists? "Her Letter." 2. What Is the capital of Holland? Amsterdam. 3. What is a trapezium? A #our sided figure with no two sides pa rallel. 4. When was kerosene first used for lighting purposes? In 1826. J>. Who wrote the operas, "Lohen grin" and "Parsifal?” Richard Wag ner. a German composer, born in 1813. A Boole o) Today Elizabeth Hope lias given a faith ful picture of life In England in the days of Cromwell In “My Lady’s Bar gain," published by the Century com pany. The well worn device of a "lady" married to a commoner is .used. But this Is a very uncommon commoner who. after tlie enforced marriage, de clines to be aught but husband In name only until milady has given him her heart and wants his. Of course, there aro no new plots nor have there been any for a few thousands of years, and “My lady's Bargain" Is dono in a manner that sustains Interest and gives enjoy ment. "Tlie Trouble at Plnelands” Is a detective story by Ernest M. Foate, published by Chelsea. House, New York. The scene is laid In the south ern mountains inhabited by a tribe of moonshiners quite as wild as any of the wild westerners so dear to tlie hearts of hosts of fiction readers. Two doctors, an invalid, a young lawyer and a girl are the rhlef characters, and the story Is told In an Interesting manner. “Phillippa at the Chateau," by Margareta Spalding Gerry, published by Harper & Bros., is a fascinating picture of a typical American girl, full of the enjoyment of life as she takes part In one of the celebrated soirees at the chateau and enjoys the athletic contests with the glee of a vivacious Yankee maiden. The Street T stood aside and viewed the throng On the city street, ns it surged along. Ths rich, the poor, the low th* high, The floatsain. Jetsam, passing by. What varied scenes my eye* beheld As the human tide e'er ebbed and swelled, I.Ike ocean waves In censeleps flow The wayfarers moved to and fro . What thought* these scenes in ms begot. The Motley crowd—What, was the lot Of those that tramped the thorough fare*. Their hopes, their Joys, and their de spairs? What human colored tints T viewed. The brown the black, the yellow hued. From all the nations’ ranks, I wot, The product of the melting pot. A haughty maid In modish dress With a gilded youth Joined In the press. A beggar with appealing eye Held out his hat to the passersby. A. newsboy with falsetto shout Amidst the throng slipped In and out. A sightless vagrant, bent and grgy, With staff extended, felt his way. A shabby woman clossly pressed A puny baby to her breast. A cripple mingling with the throng On crutches, dragged himself along. Two tipplers, arm in arm. lurched by. With maudlin Jests and clothes awry; Two uychlns in their wake appeared And at their antics laughed and Jeered. Ths night came down, the coal in creased, % And while with it my watching cessed, My thought still lingered with the throng That on the street tramped, tramped along. T see ths maimed, ths blind, ths scarred. Lord, how Thy image has been marred In man, created after Thee Through sickness, lust and poverty. Ttut T>o. appears a brighter view. The human wrecks were hut the few That tramped the thoroughfare along— The thousands, normal, virile, strong. —GEORGE B. CHILD. ] Daily Prayer I love the Lon! because He bath heard my voice.—re. 316.1. O Thou Who art the light of all who must walk alone In the path of shad ows, teach us lo so trust Thee that fear piay no longer beset, us. We confess that we have often faltered when we have put our own thoughts and imaginings in the place of Thine omniscience. We lament our con stant reckoning with human weak ness when Thou hast promised the joy of the Lord which shall be our strength. Teach us more of the power of pur ity. and forgive our sin and distrust of Thy love. If we cannot see beyond the turn of tlio road, may we yet be conscious of a. companionship that leads us in confidence toward each new experience. Grant us the peace of Christ to quiet our feverish hearts, and lend courage for life's daily test of faith and discipline. Wo covet the refreshing of Thy grace to lend strength for each new duty, and to enlarge our hearts to receive the full ness of Thy blessing. Lead us, we pray, into ihe green pastures and be side tlie still waters, that our spirits may be renewed nt the fountains of Infinite Love—ho shall we be heart ened. and enabled to serve Thee more worthily in the name of Jesus Christ nur Savior. Amen. CHARLES GORMAN FtICHARES, D. D.. j Auburn, N. X* AROUND NEBRASKA Beatrice Express: The dashing old timer who tied a ribbon in a bow on the buggy whip has a sou who puts side windshields on the Henry. Grand Island Independent: Kittle brown jug and little town jug are never empty the same day. York Democrat: A rather unusual occurrence is reported from Fremont, where the new county clerk appoint ed as his chief deputy the candidate .•fg.-finst him in the late election. Tic explains the matter by saying that there, was no enmity because of tlnj campaign, and tiiat the people should be interested In getting the best serv ice possible from its officers. He re garded the candidate who opposed him as fully qualified and offered him the place. Kearney Hub: Gradually a well balanced and reasonably well financed educational system lias been built up In Nebraska, requiring years to de velop present standards. A deep cut In appropriations for maintenance and development that, will Impair edu cational efficiency and block further progress must be avoided at all haz ards by the governor and the legisla ture. Hamilton County Register: If the general utilities owned by the cities should pay eobnty and state taxes, should not the eourt house owned by counties pay city taxes anil govern ment postoffiees pay to both state and county treasuries? York Republican: A bill is before the stale legislature for the sale of school lands. If there-ever was a worse time in the history of Nebraska to sell land it was so long ago that it has been forgotten by the oldest in habitant. Shelton Clipper: What this nation needs is a return to the good old gold'-n rule, both in business and everyday life. There’s 'too much selfishness now. Two autos collide. The occupants rush together. To help injured persons? No To try and avoid damages by putting the blame on the other fellow. A man or wo man crosses the street as an auto ap proaches. The autolst expects them to hop out of the way, the pedestrian N ET AVERAGE CIRCULATION or DECEMBER, 1922, of THE OMAHA BEE Daily.;71,494 Sunday.78,496 B. BREWER. Gen. Mgr. ELMER S. POOD, Cir. Mgr. Sworn »o and subscribed beiorr ms this 4tb dsy of January, 1923. W. H. QUIVEY. (Seal) Notary Public expects the auto to stop for him. The result is hard looks and angry words 1 Tho country needs a little more of tho love your neighbor spirit; a re vival of the old time American spirit —a return to the days when men lived a little closer to the golden rule. ^ Howard Courier: A Nebraska edt tor wants to know what lias become of the old fashioned girl who wore so many pills In the vicinity of her waist line that a fellow couldn't hug her without scratching his hand. Won der how he found out about modern gtrl*. Norfolk News: Don't judge the legislature by the bills that are Intro duced. It's the ones that pass that count. ScottsblufT Republican: A number of our citizens will remember the speech made by Charles Rryan when In ScottsblufT during the campaign, and how he referred to McKelvie as having too much power. Mr. Bryan has now outlined his policy and says that he wants the constitutional of ficers to bo made into an executive council, lie (Bryan i to hate all the appointing power, from the head of the depratnifnt down to the ste nographers. Will Jones of the Nr hrajka State Journal makes the fol lowing comparison which Is an old story in Lincoln: In tho long ago John Fitzgerald, an old contractor, was called to the chair when a new organization was about to bo formed and in opening the meeting the old contractor said: "We have met to seo whether we will organize a land league or not. We will organize wan, meself will be president, Pat. Egan will he \ lee president and Eddie Cag nay will he s"cretary and treasurer. Is there any more business to come before the meetin'?" A Nebraska Farmstead_ ^ Whin buffaloca one* P*wcd th,,r FT*lr'* " A curving freight train, houa. and barn commence ._ This Picture of the great raimlflcenc or progreaa tn the wcat which now pra vallf. . Th# puffing locomotlv# ilmoit Th* loaded cat» writhe up the eminence, .Ter forcibly th« '|*duct endI Unce. And lengthen out along the shining rel • Peep drift* of enow are melting In I he an Iron’»Indmlll pumpa a ronjlant fl%w Which palpitate* discordantly to on Inclining to the vagrant while »«», Who |o, ee ail Indian pony and a gun Too well to atay an* h'lp the ranch man eow. —Wlllla llud»p;th. CENTER SHOTS. Germany’s heaviest clouds appear to be dun colored.—Washington Post Near Johnson City, Tenn.. a drunk pig led officers to a still. The farmer may plead he was raising pickled pigs' feet.—Greenville 1’iednionl. A sporting writer, speaking of hol ers. eava "three si ran go faces will bs seen in the ring." "Strange" is the very least that could bo said about most boxers' faces.—Seattle Times. Tbs monarchists seem to feel that the war clouds In Europe presage a reigny day.—Asheville Times. The question 1s whether the Turk ish government will terminate or ex terminate,—Manila Bulletin. The pork barrel Is run on the ancient aye for-an-ave system.—Sher brooke (Quo.I Record. The Instrument £ You Will I Eventually Buy f ItolU THE owner of a Jlason & Hamlin has never expressed regrets for having pur chased it—for it is the last word In the manufacture of a piano. The Mason A Hamlin Piano is sold in Omaha exclusively by us. _A3§0SJJC do._ 1513-15 Douglas Street “HELP CARRY A BUDDY’S PACK” Join the American Legion January 31 to February 2 Keep the Home Burning Editorial from Omaha Bee, ® . . CI„ ordiu^** • -1^ — U> t*^air* 7 k _t barn10* to ^4 It guttle Tf«P6** other b« kef" t &*•*■ ILL 5?m£ »* ;s£» vT’aj*'! j| &^S.-5’3rr.i 1 U*w butnin* in • »nd burned »'' W ■bzzg&tx^-'Z i i.&*&S52£&'S& =£Sr»£fc®*ss atfJvrrAsftwsr 5i ««^SSJ «S‘»■"”"'“ “* «2*J »X concerned for th.^^ rs^ars.'M^**. as**-- J “Light Discourages Crime Omaha police and others, as expressed in the editorial, have repeatedly stated that light discourages crime. “Crime shuns the light but prowlers find a working para dise in a darkened house or storeroom,” said Michael F. Dempsey, present police chief. The shining porch light, the bright house lamp, lhc lighted garage and store room are warning signals to the criminal that someone is stirring about. Light provides you and yours with additional security against night visits by thieves, “It will bo worth the cost,” says the editorial. The cost in Omaha is almost insignificant, because of the extremely low electric light rate here. To burn a 25-watt lamp lor seven hours costs only a penny. This is practically the lowest rate in America. Provide added security against night prowlers. Bum light all night. A Light All Night for a Penny and a Third! Nebraska Q Power C.