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The Omaha Bee M O R N I N G—E V E N I N G—S U N D A Y • THE BEE PUBLISHING CO.. Publisher N. b. UPDIKE. President BALLARD DUNN, JOY M. HACKLER, Editor in Chief Business Manager MEMBER OF THE ASSOCIATED PRESS Tha Associated Press, of which Tha Bea is a member, ie exclusively entitled to tha usa for rapublieation of all naws dispatches credited to it or not otherwise credited in this paper, and also tha local newa published herein. All rights of repub)ication of our special dispatches are also reserved. The Omaha Bee ia a member of tho Audit Bureau of Circulations, tha recognised authority on circulation audits, and The Omaha Bee’s circulation ia regularly audited by their organizations. Entered as second-class matter May 28, 1908, at Omaha postoffice under act of Mhrch 3, 1879. BEE TELEPHONES Private Branch Exchange. Ask for * np i 1 AAA the Department or Perscn Wanted. AI IftnuC 1 Wv OFFICES Main Office—17th and Farnaai Chicago—Steger Bldg. Boston—63 Dovenshire St., Room 8 Seattle—A. L. Nielz, 614 Lary Bldg. Los Angeles—Fred L. Hall, San Fernando Bldg. San Francisco—Fred L. Hall, Sharon Bldg. New York City—270 Madison Ava. MAIL SUBSCRIPTION RATES DAILY AND SUNDAY 1 year k .00. months 63.00, 3 montna <1.76, I month 76c | DAILY ONLY I year 64.60, 6 months 62.7V 6 months 61.50, 1 month 76c SUNDAY ONLY 1 year $3.00. C months 61.76, 3 months 61.00, 1 month 60e Subscriptions outside the Fourth postal sone, or fcOO miles from Omaha: Daily and Sunday, 61.00 per month; daily only, *5c per month; Sunday only, 60e per month. CITY SUBSCRIPTION RATES Morning and Sunday....•■•..••...1 month 85c, 1 week 20a Evening and Sunday.1 month 66c, 1 week 15e Sunday Only .1 month 20c, 1 week ia >■ -■ ■ ■■ ■■■* I Omdbd-'VlK?i& Ihe'Mjst is at i(s Best THE CASH REGISTER—I. Much interest naturally attaches to the sched uled arrival of John W. Davis in Omaha on Septem 6. Heretofore Mr. Davis has confined himself in his speeches to generalities. This was particularly true of his speech of acceptance. An unfortunate feature of this tendency to deal in generalities is the praise which Davis' supporters give to it. One of his ardent supporters arguing re cently in favor of those generalities compares his speech of acceptance to that of President Coolidge, saying, “Mr. Davis lifted up his eyes unto the hills, the president fixes his upon the cash register and never lets them stray far from it.” It was a beautiful sentiment that Mr. Davis ex pressed when he spoke of the hills. It touched a responsive chord in that love of poetry which is in the heart of all of us. There is an inspiration in the hills. There is beauty and wonder in the sun rise. As we lift up our eyes unto the hills for strength so, too, we find hope in the majestic arch of the rainbow. Some have even followed the rain bow searching for that fabled pot of gold of which our parents told us in our chldhood days. But, there is work to be done. • • • Davis, lifting up his eyes unto the hills; Coolidge with his eyes fixed upon the cash register, are sym bolic of the everlasting conflict in the souls of men. There is song and poetry in all of us, and at times there is a great temptation to pass up the work of the world and give ouf lives to the rhythm and the 1 auty of poetry and the concord of sweet sounds. But the work of the world must be done. There is none else to do it but ourselves. Coolidge with his eyes on the cash register is the tug of the work-a (lav world that brings us back to the job. The presidency of the United States is not a re cital hall, but an office in which grim work centers. Mr. Coolidge knows this. He know's, too, that in every household there is work to be done, there are budgets to balance and, if you please, cash registers to be kept in mind. All there budgets—all the balances that are recorded on the cash registers in the millions of homes throughout the land, center in the president’s office. He would be a callous president who did not feel the weight of this responsibility. Every wife in the land who works and plans that the family expenses may balance the family income —and leave something for a rainy day—every bread winner, filling in his tax schedules, is made more secure because President Coolidge “fixes his eyes upon the cash register.” Woodrow Wilson was one of those who lifted up his eyes to the hills. The beauty he saw there he told to his people. We were thrilled hy it. It was indeed a majestic beauty. The whole nation fol lowed him and his story of the beauty of those hills. There were those who gave warnings—those who knew that some day we must strike a balance. But we were walking with our eyes on the hills. We gave small heed to the cash register. While Wilson fixed his eyes on the hills, thieves were looting the treasury. War millionaires were made over night. Then came the rough spots in the road. Wilson, with his eyes on the hills, tripped and fell. The na tion, that had followed him tripped and fell. John W. Davis in his speech of acceptance gave much praise to Wilson, he who kept his eyes on the hills. That praise was natural. Davis is much like Wilson. He longs for the day when we shall "enter the League of Nations.” But America long ago took its eyes from those hills and fixed them on the abyss at its feet. It will never again follow a pied piper on such a journey as that on which Woodrow Wilson whistled the tune. , * • • Davis with his eyes on the hills has not yet seen the war millionaires—the airplane graft, the reckless waste of billions of dollars. No, he still gazes afar off. He continues to dream those Wilson dreams. It was because Wilson lifted up his eyes unto the hills that Coolidge has had to keep his eyes ever lastingly fixed upon the cash register. Maybe In some other generation a hill gazer will again be en trusted with the presidency. In this year the memory of the last hill-gazer is too keen. The pain of those wounds we suffered because Wilson did not see the rocks at his feet, is too fresh. Until those memories are effaced and those pains forgotten the American people will keep on the job the sort of man who fixes his eyes on the cash reg ister. Lifting up our eyes unto the hills we will leave for those hours when we sit by the evening lamp and read our story books—or when on our summer vacation we go to the lakes and fish. The rest of the time we will watch our own cash registers, as we expect President Coolidge to watch that even more important cash register at Wash ington. What do you think might have happened If the Man had lost In Texas before the New York conven tion? A lot of democrats are noisy now who were tongue-tied at the end of June. 1 LEAGUE AND THE ARMS QUESTION. A very important meeting of the League of Na tions is to open at Geneva on Monday. Two pieces of business expected are of interest beyond anything yet presented to the League, with the possible ex ception of the affair between Italy and Greece. One of these is the anticipated application of Germany for membership. The other matter on which much is contingent is the presentation by Ramsay Mac Donald of his alternate program for disarmament. Germany, it is reported, has signified a willing ness to apply for membership, if assured that France will not oppose. French action has been contingent upon Germany’s accepting the London agreement. This having been ratified by the reichstag, which passed all the laws required, the great obstacle to Germany entering the League has been removed. The gossip in advance of the meeting signifies that no black balls will be found in the ballot if Germany is proposed. The Germans have, it is reported, asked for a place on the council, and this, too, may be granted. MacDonald’s announcement in connection with the disarmament plan of the League, which was adopted by France and rejected by Japan, was rather disconcerting. The British premier frankly stated he could not guarantee that either the present or a future government would not exceed the expendi ture for armament permitted by the plan. Rejection by England decided the fate of the League’s pro posal, and now MacDonald is looked to for an alter native. He will, according to late reports, suggest air extension of the principle of arbitration, with a permanent board to consist of England, France and Germany. Reports from committees on suggested modifica tions of the Covenant are also expected. The pro ceedings of the sessions, for these reasons, will be of great interest. President Coolidge’s announced in tention of calling another arms conference is noted with gratification in Geneva, and will not be with out influence on the deliberations of the League. LIGHTENING THE LOT OF MAN. Cincinnati is setting out on what looks like a paying plan of propaganda. It is to have the city become noted for the politeness of its policemen. The St. Joseph News-Press, noting this, comes to the fore with a claim that St. Joseph already has the politest policemen in the world. For St. Joseph, we will admit that. But not so far as Omaha is con cerned. For Chesterfieldian manners we will sup port the Omaha policeman against all comers. We do not need to go far to support this claim. Has St. Joseph or any other city anywhere ever had a policeman photographed by the moving picture men, just because of his grace and aplomb in the matter of directing traffic. Well, Omaha has, and until some of our contemporaries tie that recard, we will let the case stand. Moreover, the Omaha policeman, especially he whose duty it is to stand at one of the busy down town intersections and direct the ever-flowing traf fic, is continually engaged in an exhibition of pa tience, tact and diplomacy that would fit him for a place in any college of ambassadors. His duties are unique, because the situations he must face are com plicated. It is not alor\4 the home-made driver he has to deal with, but the touring variety come at him in shoals all the year around. The man who wrote the dictionary does not far surpass the Omaha policeman in the matter of gen eral knowledge, and certainly not in the methods of imparting it. Nor is this quality confined to the traffic directors. The plain or garden variety of “flat foot,” who patiently trudges his beat, is a walking compendium of more kinds of useful knowl edge than is ordinarily given to one man. Indeed, he might stand for a picture of Goldsmith's school master, of whom the doctor wrote: ■• . . . and still the wonder grew That one small head could carry all he knew.'* Our police are as gallant as they are wise, as prudent as either, and withal go far to make the pilgrimage of life easier for any and all who come into contact with them, even the erring. Omaha is really proud of its policemen. TESTING THE CRITIC’S JUDGMENT. Ever since there was art and perhaps even be fore there has been criticism. Those who listen to or view any effort of man, pass judgment upon it. Good or bad, fair or unfair, this judgment is criti cism. In certain lines the business of passing judg ment has been turned over by common consent to those who are by nature and training qualified to speak at least with understanding if not with au thority. In the field of art, drama, music, literature, painting, sculpture, the business of criticism is al most as important as that of production. At any rate, nothing is offered but must undergo the scrutiny of the critics. Sometimes the judgment pronounced is accepted, again it is rejected, and frequently the critics are unable to agree amongst themselves. But the game goes on. John Golden, a well known producer of popular dramas, proposes a variation. Critics, he says, can tell what is wrong with a play after it has been pro duced. Can they tell in advance of production? To test this he has arranged for a contest, to be pre sided over by the professional dramatic critics of 102 American newspapers. The contest is open to the public. Anyone who wishes may write a play for consideration. The three finally selected by the critics will be produced by Mr. Golden, who hns de posited $100,000 as a guaranty of his sincerity. All expenses will he borne by Mr. Golden, and profits from the production will go to the writers. The Omaha Bee is co-operating with Mr. Golden in the undertaking. It may be the means of uncov ering unknown talent. It certainly will put the critic's judgment to the test. Forty years ago Nebraska republicans were shout ing for ".Timmy" Dawes, who hnrl 'just been nomi nated for governor. The same enthusiasm .now goes for Charlie, the governor’s cousin. One thing the detected postal detective knows now is that no man can serve two masters. Also, that easy money comes high in the end. A garden with 47 varieties of flowers In bloom deserves more attention than it is likely to get from anyone but the woman who cares for it. Texas evidently meant it, for "Ma" Ferguson has a majority of 100,000 in tho Idggest vota ever recorded in the l.one Star state. Colonel John G. Maher approves Defense Day. Tho colonel's typewriter Is always ready to go Into action. If Smith and the other fliers will only coma home soon, they will find plenty of ports free of Ire. Good news for the “independent" oil meni John D. Rockefeller’s digestion Is fuily restored. Also, we have very few summers In Nebraska without a hot spell. , Carter FleM In ths New York Tribune and Herald. Three of the best known figures In American life drove up through the New England hills to pay their re spects to Calvin Coolidge. Henry Ford, Thomas A. Edison and Harvey J. Firestone, with young Russell Fire stone, after a night at Ludlow, passed an hour with the president and his family. All are enthusiastic admirers of the president, Mr. Edison declaring he thought the United States fortunate to have such a man as Coolidge in the executive mansion; Mr. Ford say ing that there were no Issues In the campaign except Coolidge, and Mr. Firestone asserting that the adminis tration's success in starting Europe on the road to economic recovery al ready was having Its effect In pro moting prosperity In this country. Mr. Firestone added that this coVintry would have the gneatest prosperity In Its history if Mr. Coolidge should be elected. All wore Coolidge home town club buttons on the lapels of their coats. President Coolidge gave to Mr. Ford a sugar pall he found In the garret of the old farmhouse, where four generations of Coolldges lived, less than a quarter of a mils to the rear of the house where the president Is staying with his father, Col. John Coolidge, and about the same distance from the house where the president was horn. On the bottom of thle bucket, which has been branded with a hot Iron more than 125 years ago with the word "J. Coolidge.” standing for John, and the word "Plymouth," the presi dent wrote out the following above his own signature: "Made for and used by John Cool idge. an original settler, of Plymouth, who died In 1822. Used also by Cal vin Coolidge In the sugar lot when he was a boy at home.” "Since I was married I have never got anything I appreciated more." Mr. Ford told Mr. Edison. The old sugar pail was produced shortly after the Ford-Kdlson-Flrestone party daRlied up In big automobiles—not flivvers—and were welcomed to the Coolidge front porch. "John Coolidge, the first owner of this pall," said the president, "was my grandfather's grandfather. He set tled here at Plymouth in 1780, and died In 1922. The pall Is made of pine, split, as you can see, both sides and bottom, while the hoops are ash.” "How much will It hold?" he was asked. "How much, father?” the president asked the colonel. "Sixteen quarts," was the reply. The party stood on the little front porch for some hours after the ar rival, while Colonel Cooolldge, with a little help, got out the golden oak din ing room chairs to supplement the porch chalrg and hammock. Then Mr. Ford and Mr. Edison sat In the hammock, with Mr. Ford talk ing across to Mrs. Coolidge and the president conversing with Mr. Fire stone. Every moment or two Mr. Ford would shout In Mr. Edison's tar, acquainting the Inventor, who is deaf, with what was being discussed. "He Is giving me this sugar pall to take down to the Wayside Inn." Mr. Ford said. The Wayside Inn is the one made famous by Longfellow's poem and bought some time back by Mr. Ford. All of the party. Including the colonel, autographed the bottom of the bucket after the president had written the Inscription. A small boy with a camera, edging In and clicking with the best of the photographers, caught Mr. Ford's eye. "Here's something for you," he said, and handed the little fellow, George Chalmers, of Rutland, a gunmetal radio faced watch. Mr. Ford explained later that he bought these watches by the gross Just to give to email boys. Mr. Edison was up before daylight at the little Ludlow hotel and began banging on the doora of Mr. Ford's Let Us Not Be Under-Equipped ^—— > From th» Ortnfl Island Indapandant. Many good citizen* are being mlaled Into a state of mind that Is Just as dangerous because of Its pro-parlflsrm as Is the attitude of that Individual who. today. Is controlled by fear and disposed to become mtlltartstlcally ag gressive merely beeauee the press dis patches and the pictures have con veyed to us the news of the hostile attitude of a portion—and very likely the less stable element—of Jn Ain's citizenship as a result of the recent Immigration act. And the contention—In aome re spects more Imaginary (or political) than real—between Governor Bryan and the promotera of the Defense day Idea. Is aiding the ultra pacifists, and the Idealists, In creating a hullabaloo. The Idea of making an Inventory of our defensive reaources did not mean the wholly unnecessary and unwise cessation of business and that the populace leave lti» daily dasks. put pn point end Join In a war dance. Misinterpretations to that effect have been followed to an almost hysterical appeal to the public to tnve the coun try from a wild orgy of war prepara tion and saber rattling. Just as If the periodical reviews of the police forces of our metropolitan cities were to he accompanied by attacks on un offending element* of the population supposed to he rioter*. Incidentally, too, the hysteria ap pears to be employed ns a cover for a certain kind of graft. A few days ago there were brought to the Dally Independent two circular*, done In heavy "mourning" tones. They pleaded that the citizen reading them resist, to his utmost., the efforts of the government, or at least the mill tary arm of It. to make of our conn try a militaristic and mailed fist na tion. And one method of so resisting, and of assisting In the preservation of peace, was to send a dollar for a com para lively few copies of the clrcu lar for distribution. To sny one fa miliar with the cost of paper and printing the proposal looked shout like a HR per rent profit proposition. That phnsa of the agitation, how ever. Is net as serious ns the possibil ity thst the public will be deceived Into a false economy In connection with our army and navy. Congress has not been too extravagant In the and Mr. Firestone’s room* about 5 o’clock. With a wide yawn Mr. Ford walked out into the common bathroom in his stockinged feet, about three-quarters of an hour later, with a pitcher. He explained that he wanted to get some hot water for shaving. Mr. Edison cheats just a little on tills short hours of sleep thing, some of the quests at the hotel thought. He did not go to bed until midnight, hut he passed most of the evening, they said, napping in his chair, and occasionally repulsing his friends if they asked him would he not prefer to go. to lied. "How much does the president sleep?” Mr. Edison asked Mrs. Cooi idge. "Too much, I think,” she said. “He takes a nap after dinner and sleeps until 4, and then goes to bed early at night.” "Lack of sleep never hurt any body," Mr. Edison commented. ”1 agree with you,” replied Mrs. Cool ldge. The vsltors went through the little cheese factory, which Is a simple barn structure, end sampled liberally the product in all the stages of man ufacture. beginning with that from last night’* milk. The president ate liberally, both before and after Colo nel John Coolldge rushed up with • bag of salt to savor the cheese. All said it was good. The cheese Is of the Cheddar variety. It was in the factory that Mr. Ford was cornered by interviewers, who asked questions until he was Anally rescued by the president, who came hack to take him upstairs to look at the cheese aging. "There is no issue in this cam paign,” Mr. Ford said, "except Cool ldge. Mr. Edison says the United States is lucky to And a man like Coolldge.” "Are you going to take any part in the campaign?” he was asked. "I have no plans, but I will do any thing that Is necessary. So far as the presidency is concerned, Michigan Is sure to go for Coolldge. I don’t know about the senatorial situation. I was never in it." "How will La Follette run?” he was asked. "I just told the president that I theught the more that got In It the better. I want to see real prosperity on a good sound basis and I think it Is coming. I don't think the Dawes report has very much to do with our prosperity, and I don’t think the tariff has very much to do with It. But I think times are getting better, and for sound reasons. It may be that speculation is responsible for the in crease in wheat prices. "I think Ooolldge’s speech accept ing the republican nomination Is the Hnest I ever heard.” "Did you listen on th* radio?” he was asked. "No, I read it in th* news papers.” "Why do you think Mr. Coolldg* is strong?” "Because h* is a rfian.” replied Mr. Ford. "The country needs a man like Coolldge to let the people know there's a law in this country. There’s too much lawlessness.” "What laws are being violated?" "The prohibition law for one.” Mr. Edison was cornered when Mrs Coolldge explained how to take sap from a maple tree. "What you you think about the political situation and general busi ness conditions?” Mr. Edison was asked. "If the corn doesn’t get nipped," he replied, "we're going to have a Ane season Ananclaily. But I’m afraid some of tt*is going to be nipped, as the seaeon has been backward. But since the Dawes plan has been agreed upon and the French minister and German minister shook hands every thing looks good. Except I'm afraid of frost on the corn, otherwise there's going to be good times.” "Is Coolldge going to be elected?” was the next question. matter of lt« war any navy appro priation a. Our equipment—for either defense arm—Isn’t anythin* extraor dinary. There were foollahness only, and not wisdom, In permitting our protection machinery and systems to become wholly obsolete as compared to those of other nations. Gauged by this history of the country In the past, and by the rapidly changing Im plements and potential systems of warfare, defensive and offensive, the Independent would he more Inclined to the prediction that we would be found underprepared than overpre pared, were a disinterested but expert civilian commission really to Investi gate the government's present pro gram, Its contemplated machine and system, and Its personnel as compared with that of other nations of cam parable defense necessities. To employ another homely lllustra tlon: Only a few years ago Grand Island had a volunteer fire fighting system. Men rushed to hose houses at the sound of the alarm, and pulled, or attached some possibly available dray team to their carta Ten years ago the city changed to a more mod ern. more powerful, speedier and more efflcleny motor truck. It added a force of trained men, relieving the Incomparably greater number of less efficient men Only a year ago It added a second truck and nucleus force at a eecond and advantageous locality. But In doing so It had no purpose of Increasing the number of fires or of encouraging the enemies of property known as Incendlnrles. Thnt the nation follow the same course, and pot lack In efficiency. It would seem, ought to give tts the greater concern. I. ' "Sure, If he doesn't let out too much oratory. He is strong with the American people." "Why?" "Because he doesn't talk too much. He’s got a lot of horse sense. Bryan Is an illustration of talking too much." "Which Bryan?" "I never heard of the new one until now. The other fellow's had the stage so long there’s no room for his brother to get on It. I never knew he had a brother.” “What do you think of La Fol lette?" “Fine fellow. But thpre's something that doesn't connect right with his five senses. One little ligament miss ing. Still, I think he's a fine fellow." "What do you think about the radio being used for political campaigns this year?" "Not much In It. People like mu tilated music; they like to hear about contests such as the democratic con vention, but to sit and hear a politi cal speech—well. I'll tell you a story. One reformer went to Sing Sing to deliver a talk to the prisoners. He started In with that reform talk, you know, and kept on talking and talk ing until he had ’em all bored to death. He talked for an hour, when a colored man let out a yell. A guard hit him over the head and knocked him senseless. When he came to In about an hour the reformer was still talking. The man called the guard and said: ‘Hit me again, boss, I can still hear It.* “ "What Is this diet you three are In dulging In?" "It’s about as much as a cat eats. But It leaves no rheumatism,” Mr. Edison replied, kicking the man next to him lightly on the leg. "You see, I've got no rheumatism.” "About how many hours have you been sleeping?” "I was up this morning at 6:30; I’m the fellow In charge of waking the other fellow up. Well. I'm nearly *0 years old; don't you think I ought to have five or six hours’ Bleep?" "What about your Inventions?" "I have several Irons In the fire. Now and then I pull out a little one.” Mr. Firestone, when asked whether the Hawes plan would help American prosperity, said: "It has already helped It by putting it into the minds of the American people that prosper ity is coming. The effect of prosper ity will not come until later, but every one Is satisfied we're going along on safe grounds. We're going to have the greatest prosperity we've ever had If Coolidge is elected." Start on the Way to Montreal. The party then drove to Woodstock Inn for lunch, and this afternoon re sumed their tour, which will Include Montreal. "Let me know if there is anything I ran do to help the presi dent,” Mr. Ford told Secretary Slemp, as he drove away from Woodstock Inn. We Forgot That V From the St. Paul Diapatoh. An Ohio farmer, speaking to the St. Paul Klwanls the other day, gave us a new thought. He Is Charles H. Allen, president of an organlxatlon of j 1,200 farmers, building a beet sugar factory at Defiance. O. Said he: "Fifty years ago farmers used no fertilizer. Now they are compelled to return to the soil some of the ele ments their fathers and grandfathers took out of It. But how are they to meet the competition of farmers who have soils that are not depleted and who Ignorantly are selling their phosphorus, pfltasslum and nitrogen at less than market price?" That Is something to think about. The northwest Is young and lte soil l« still vigorous. It does not. as the land of older states, probably Including Ohio, yet require fertilizer. But the day Is coming when It will need It. The best of soils Is not Inexhaustible. There has been a movement to re tain the valuable elements for our soli through the raising of livestock and dairying, for the fertilizer from the dairy barn Is as much wealth as the butterfat from the cow. We have been trying to promote the Idea by prevailing upon farmers to retain all dockage at home. Instead of shipping It, and to use that dockage for stock feed, chicken feed and the like. We have urged the handling of straw to make It a fertilizer Instead of burning It every fall. These are necessary to restore to the soil some of the things we dip oift of Its reservoir year after year. Yet. here we are. shipping it out without even taking the value Into consideration. In 1923 we sold wheat that cost $1 50 to raise for 70 cents. In the cost was figured Interest on Investment, overhead, depreciation, labor and all expense. But we forgot the valuable chemicals—phosphorus, potassium, nitrogen—which we mined from the land. If the farmer could eell them at the market price, his Omaha’s Welcome to You UATCI F0NTENELLE 350 Rooms—350 Batfii Ratos $2.50 to $4.50 Noted for ths sictlltncs • f Its dining ssrvics. " .-' --^Ti SECURITY POWER Oil Burner Can be installed in any make furnace or boiler Install a GOLD STAR Furnace In Your Naw Homa Old Furnacar Raplacad or Rapairad Recommended and Sold Exclusively by W. A. H ABERSTROH £ SONS Tha Furnaca Pvopla of Omaha Established 1898. Walnut 2971 ) Tunny side up Voice Comfott, nor forpet Vhal sunrise neUerfoiledusyet^^ l ■ ,=^i — WELL CONTENT AT 8IXTT-ONK. August 31, 1863-1934. Sixty-one and still a-smlling, keeping ever young of heart. Watching shadow eastward growing as the happy days depart. Loved ones gathered all about me, friends so staunch on ev'ry side. And the years are all forgotten In the ever-swelling tide Of real Joys that life Is bringing as the rich days come and go, Joys that bring the richest blessings that the human heart can know. Life Is good, and In the ev’nlngs, when the work of day is dons, 1 find peace with loved ones ’round me, well content at Slxty-one. Swift the years have sped behind me, gome of weal and somo of woe, All made brighter by the truest friendships that the heart can know. Sunny days made fairer, brighter, by the friends so true and tried; Darkest days by lovs and laughter made to turn their Sunny Side. Weary toll made pleasant labor by my fellows on ths staff , Who meet every task with courage and pass trouble with a laugh. Why should I give way to sorrow as the long years backward run? Here I am with Joys surrounded, well content at Slxty-one. Here's a health to those above me! May your years be full of Joy. May you have mors that will pleas* you; may you have less to annoy. May you think of years as blessings, not as burdens hard is bear; May you overlook ths sorrows In ths Joys spread everywhere. If the dark clouds round you hover, ne'er give way to fear and doubt— Just keep smiling while you're working and you'll turn them 1 ^ Inside out. Three score years, and one more added—praise the Lord for all He’s done In the years that lay behind me—I’m content at Slxty-one! There 1* a great difference between being *1 years old and being 61 years young. 8ixty-one years ago today, in Callaway county, Missouri, a son was bom to a mother whose husband was somewhere down south, following Gen. "Pap" Thomas. Both mother and father long since passed to their richly de served reward. And today, the last day of summer, the son greets his friends through the medium of this department. Of course we do not remember the first three or four years, so they must have been uneventful. But, believe us. good friends, all the rest of them have seen things doing. This Is no autobiography. We couldn’t tell it all If we would, and we wouldn’t if we could. But as far back as we can renjember they have all been years of happiness above the average. Measured In time we are Just 61 years old today; measured hff real standards—happiness, friendships, loved ones—we have lived longer than old Methuselah. / Measured by the world's too common standard, our life has been pretty much a failure. But If we haven’t accumulated things material we have accumulated a number of things that Jawn and Henry could not buy with their combined fortunes. Our accumulated possessions wouldn't sell for enough to In terest a high pressure stock salesman for a minute; the capital stock of the world's biggest corporation could not purchase the real friendships we enjoy, nor the smile and kiss that await when day Is done. Today we shall set aside an hour or two for th* purpose of counting a few of our blessings. And, after counting the loved ones of the family circle, we shall next count all the friends, far and near, known and unknown, whose kindnesses have been so many and whose forbearance has been something wonderful. WILL M. MAUPIN, (Sixty-one Years Young ) IL: - wheat would be double and more the price it la today. If he can not get that price—he can at least replace the lost chemicals with others that ire at hand and that he Is now wast ing. __ An I'nlncky Horseshoe. Erase from your list of co-called ’lucky” charms the horseshoe. Pur ng a heavy thunder shower the light nlng. attracted by one of the above emblems, over the door of the home of Capt. George Huntington of Lu bec. struck the domicile, and in the fire that ensued the family lost most of its household goods and personal effects. The horseshoe has been dis carded and thrown where it will not prove a hoodoo to the first motor ist that comes along.—Kennebec Journal. The Trend of Fashion Just as fashions change in dress from year to year, so does styles in the treatment of advertisements and all sales literature change to meet the needs, requirements and fancies of progress. To us falls the duty of mirroring this new trend in the best usage of illustrations and cuts for sales literature. To intrust your engraving work to us is to assure the right visualization of the idea used plus sharp, clean cut's which add interest and charm to your sales appeal. Phone AT-lantic 1000 Bee Engraving Dept. ERNEST SCHERER, Manager