The frontier. (O'Neill City, Holt County, Neb.) 1880-1965, January 15, 1931, Image 2

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GLADYS SIMMONS
WRITES FROM CAPITOL
The holiday sason In Washington,
always a gay one, seems this year to
have been unusually so. Many part
ies were held for students here for
vacation, or for visiting midshipmen
from Annapolis or cadets from West
Point. Elaborate debut parties, es
pecially one of a New, York girl,
whose guests numbered a thousand,
many of whom came from New York
for the event. The comparatively
small party at the White House for
Allan Hoover. How many a lady’s
heart must have beat with anticipa
tion at the hope of a dance with the
President’s son! Very appropriate
ly, from a historical viewpoint, his
partner was the great great great
grandaughter of President Adams,
the first occupant of the White
House. Then, the presence of the
three Hoover grandchildren in the
White House, with the attending
small children’s parties and visit of
Santa Claus, brought to the White
House more youthful celebration
than for many years past.
Each year, the city puts on more
beautiful garb in which to celebrate,
first, the great living tree which the
President lights by pressing a button,
at a beautiful and impressive out-of
doors service. May the day soon
come when every community has a
similar tree and ceremony. Thous
ands of other living evergreens
throughout the city, used so exten
sively for decorating lawns, sparkle
with tiny colored lights. One huge
tree in the spacious grounds of Sec
retary of State Stimson glows with
hundreds of little white stars. On
many porches and apartment balcon
ies are other lighted trees, even on
the great east portico of the White
House are two large lighted trees—•
an innovation of Mrs. Hoover.
While the time up to New Year’s
is a time of gay parties, New Year’s
itself is the day for big receptions.
Most important is the White House
reception, that historic event inaug
urated by George Washington and'
held, with few exceptions, each year
following. When the Government
was moved from Philadelphia to
Washington, and John Adams be
came the first President to live in
the White House, he made his recep
tion more informal than the stately
affairs which Washington had held,
j Little could he forsee what he was j
starting when he opened the doors to <
the public in the little swampy vil
lage of Washington. This year, at
the reception, President and Mrs.
Hoover shook hands with 6,4211 peo
ple.
So huge has the affair become that
it has been geatly systematized. At
eleven, precisely, the President and
Mrs. Hover descended the stairs to
the fanfare of trumpets and the ruf-1
fie of drums, while the Marine Band
in their bright red uniforms played |
“Hail to the Chief.” Following them
came Vice-President Curtis and his
sister, Mrs. Gann, and the Cabinet
Members with their wives, in the or
der of their rank. They proceeded to
the Blue Room where the Cabinet
was received. Next, came the Diplo
matic Corps, resplendent in the pic
turesque uniforms and decorations
of their respective countries. Then,
the Chief Justice and Associate Jus
tices of the Supreme Court, and oth
er judges, Senators, Members of the
House, the higher ranking officers of
Army, Navy and Marine Corps, many
more officials and, last of all, the
members of several patriotic organ
izations. By this time, it was past
noon, and the President and Mrs.
Hoover were allowed a little respite
for lunch.
At one the* receiving began again,
this time the general public; old,
young, black, white and yellow', rich
and poor. Cordially, the President
and First Lady greeted each one,
stopping always to chat with the
numerous babies and aged people.
The newspaper story that one woman
confessed that she went through the
line the second time (one has to ad
mire her endurance to stand so long
twice) because she had failed to no
tice Mrs. Hooovcr’s gown, I can read
ily believe. I, too, was so excited
when I first attended a White House
reception that I saw nothing below
Mrs. Coolidge’s friendly face.
One man has for five years been
the first one to pass through the
gates at one o'clock. This year, he
had stood waiting since 7:35 for the
privilege. But two men had been
there since before dawn, in spite of
the bitter cold. When the President
learned of their long, eager wait, he
not only had them invited in and
shook hands with them, but gave
them breakfast. Next year, we’ll all
be there hoping for breakfast.
Again, the great event is over and
we hope without lasting effect on our
President and First Lady. Last year
she was ill for weeks as a result of
the great strain. It seems in some
ways that it is too much to ask of a
man and woman already worn with
the cares of such an important posi
tion. But the very fact that no one
is barred, that everyone has access
to the foremost man of our country,
Long Distance
started with a
two mile talk ...
JSOW
it crosses con
tinents and
oceans
ON tho night of October 9,
1876, two excited young
men talked to each other
over a distance of two miles. One
was Alexander Graham Bell, in
ventor of the telephone; the other
was Thomas A. Watson, his co
wirkar. I’heir conversation over
a telegraph wire between Gam
bridgeport and Boston was the
beginning of long distance tele
phony.
Four years later Boston talked
with Providence 15 miles away
and in 1884 with New York over
wires 235 miles long. Gradually
as telephone instruments were
improved, better lines built and
new inventions applied to tele
phoning, “Long Distance” extend
ed its reach . . . westward to
Chicago ... to Omaha ... to
Denver ... on to San Francisco
in 1915. Now it spans oceans to
Europe and South America.
When telephone service first
was introduced in the states where
this Company* operates, a tele
phone user could talk to a lew
score or few hundred persons
in the same community. Now
every town and city can be joined
with the nation-wide network of
long distance lines.
Extension of telephone service
constantly increasing the num
ber of telephones you can reach —
is one way in which this Company
is able to make your service more
valuable.
1_I
cAlexandcr Graham Bell hears
Thomas Watson two miles awau
L>876
Our I’olioys The most
telephone ter rice and
the bett at the lemtl cost
-*<» the public.
NORTHWESTERN BELL TELEPHONE COMPANY
JL, Etc Northwestern Bell Telephone Company, which operate* in the stale* of
Iowa, Minnesota. Nebraska, North an.I Smith Dakota, is an \*»<xi:iied
Company of the Bel! System. It own* and operates more than 650.009
telephones Its lines rjnnect with mors than 900,000 telephones of other
companies in those lire state* and with n ar’y 30.<)00 000 others throughout
tbe ( oiled State* and in foreign cpuntriea It cmpl >ys mom than 12,000
men and women
is so symbolic of our democracy that
it will be a cause for great regret if
it has to be abandoned.
OLADYCE W. SIMMONS.
FINANCIAL CONDITIONS
ARE GOING TO IMPROVE
Now that the year 1931 is upon us
the people of the United States are
naturally wondering whether pros
perity will return to us before the
year 1932 rolls around. The predic
tions at the beginning of this year
are much more cautious and temper
ed than those which were made for
us by the experts, economic and oth
erwise at the beginning of the year
1930. Twelve months ago, although
we had just passed through one of
the biggest stock market upheavals
in history, there was almost un
bounded optimism. We were told that
the market crash was only a correct
ive process, that business remained
fundamentally sound and that with
the coming of the violets we would be
on the high road of prosperity and
progress once more. The predictions
turned out to be entirely too optim
istic. There was indeed a temporary
pickup of business in the spring
months. But it didn't last. Prices of
farm products and other raw mater
ials kept slumping and by June it
was evident that depression was still
with us in an increasing degree of
severity. There followed the drouth,
revolutions in Latin-America, polit
ical upheavals in Europe, Russian
dumping, and plenty of things calcu
lated to bring us to the brink of des
pair.
Now the year 1930 has been com
pleted and the time has arrived for
the customary prophecies. These
are much more cautious than a year
ago. There are still optimists who
believe that before the present year
rolls around conditions will have
gone far toward the normal again.
But the pessimists are more numer
ous than the optimists, and they are
just as sure now that 1931 will be a
bad year as they were certain twelve
months ago that 1930 would be a
big year. Having been mistaken then
perhaps they will be mistaken again
and 1931 will not be so bad as they
think. Certainly the gloom is thick
enough in most places to be cut with
a knife. The more optimistic of the
experts tells us that this is always
the case at the end of a panic and is
an indication that we will soon be on
the upgrade again.
In the meantime it is some conso
lation to remember that we have been
through worse times and have had far
worse New Years, even though most
of us are entirely pessimistic just at
this time. The New York World on
the first day of the year editorially
called attention to the fact that fif
teen years ago, on New Year’s day
“millions of young men were crouch
ing in dirt and darkness, were freez
ing and dying on long battle lines”
and that nobody then could “see the
end of the interminable horror.” Cer
tainly we have reason to be thankful
that that dark and gloomy New Year
period is behind us.
It is perhaps encouraging to know
that we have dispelled our illusions,
that we have again come to the real
ization that the way to accumulate
wealth or a modest competence is
not by speculation without labor, but
by sober thought and honest hard
work. It is on the latter of these
foundations that real prosperity is
built. For a long time in 1928' and
1929 many of us thought that wealth
was to be acquired in some new way
by simply buying securities and wait
ing for them to go higher. We have
now learned better, and if we profit
by the lesson the suffering and dis
comfort will not have been in vain.
As the World well concludes, there
IS now hope because “We begin to
earn that there is very much to
fa,;n- We begin to tell ourselves
that illusions are not foresight, that
ignorance is not courage, that guess
ing is not thought and that as we go
back to work we shall get no further
than the knowledge of our realties
extends. There are no panaceas,
lhere are no phrases to save us.
Ihere are no miracles. There is only
the courage to be intelligent and so
ber.
SNOW FLURRIES MONDAY
BRING MEMORIES OF BLIZZARD
After the January blizzard of 1888
there were many stories of heroic
rescues going the rounds. “Old Man
Nick,” who was one of Nebraska’s
pedagogues in that early day, reduc
ed one of the stories to verse form.
Here it is:
Many long years ago,
A homesteader’s lad
Was given a pup
By his loving old dad.
That puppy grew up.
Just as little doge do,
While the bigger he got,
More mischief could brew.
He tore up the papers,
And worried the cat,
Ran off with dad’s slippers,
And chewed the door-mat.
Was busy at something
All hours of the day;
'Til mother said: “Father,
Let’s give him away.”
“No, no!” said good Father,
Our lad’s heart would break,
If this bit of joy
From life we should take.”
So Tuffy ws pardoned—
That was the dag’s name,—
But the way he vexed Ma,
Was really a shame.
(Puppy dogs are like boys,
With something to do
They’ll keep out of mischief—
Folks, isn’t this true?”
'Twas a fine winter’s day,
With just enough snow
To tempt dog and master
Out hunting to go.
Now Tuffy discovered
Rabbit chasing more fun
Than chewing up door mats,
Or making puss run.
Far out o’er the prairies
They sought after game—
When lo, from the northland
A fierce blizzard came.
The wind howled in fury,
Clouds darkened the sky,
While far from the homestead
And no shelter nigh,
With his dog at his heels,
The boy hurried on,
Half blinded. Bewildered,
And breath nearly gone.
’Twas then he grew drowsy,
He wanted to sleep;
So he threw himself down
Where snow drifted deep.
Twould have been his last sleep;
But Tuffy knew best;
His doggish mind told him
’Tw-as no place to rest.
So he barked and he whined,
As seeming to say:
“Come! Wake up! Follow me!
I’ll show you the way.”
The lad was too sleepy
To quite understand;
But Tuffy, impatient,
Bit fiercely the hand
That had petted him oft;—
Then, aroused by the pain,
The boy followed Tuffy
Across the bleak plain.
On, on, the lad floundered;
A fourth time he fell—
Hark! Listen! What is that?
The sound of a bell
O’er the roar of the storm.
O, what joy supreme!
The bell on old Bossy;
'Tis true. Not a dream.
Through wind-driven snowflakes
A light he could see;
While Tuffy, delighted,
Was barking with glee.
At home were the hunters,
And never, no more
Was Tuffy e’er scolded
For tracking the floor.
And Mother said: “Father,
I’ll have to give up;
In spite of all mischief,
I love the old pup.”
NEBRASKANS MUST
CONSERVE WATER,
DECLARES CONDRA
Water, not the soil, is Nebraska’s
most vital resource. Rainfall is its
most important income. It must be
preserved.
That is the message of George E.
Condra, director of the conservation
and soil survey division of the Uni
versity of Nebraska, to all Nebraska
people. To conserve Nebraska’s wat
er resources he believes is necessary
for agricultural prosperity.
The supply of water under the
ground, of which little is generally
known, is a source that must be reck
oned with, Dr. Condra contends. It
is the state’s most important re
source and should be conserved in
quality and volume for irrigation,
domestic, and industrial purposes.
Rivers could be utilized against
drouth and for water power more
effectively than they are now', Dr.
Condra says. Little use is made of
the Republican, Loup, Elkhorn, and
the lower course of the Platte, he has
found through comprehensive stud
ies.
Dr. Condra strongly recommends
construction of storage reservoirs to
hold the water during the dry seasons.
At other times much of the river
supply could be. diverted to soil and
sub-soil areas to advantage of Ne
braska crops.
River channels should be narrowed
and in some cases changed from the
sandy, loose soil beds, over which
they flow, to closer textured soils
nearby in order to give quicker de
livery and to prevent so much evap
oration and wasteful seepage. If the
channel of the Platte were cofined to
its proper limits, Dr. Condra says,
150 square miles of river wash
ground now useless could be devoted
to farming.
Nebraska has statutes on surface
water, but needs a law governing the
allotment and administration of un
der ground water and to prevent its
pollution. Nebraska, Dr. Condra says
must sense her lazy extravagance
and enact constructive conservation
legislation that will increase mater
ially agricultural production.
MEEK AND VICINITY.
William Hull had two loads of cat
tle trucked to Omaha last week.
A. L. Borg, Fred Lindburg and
Fay Puckett trucked a load of horses
to Omaha, Saturday.
Mrs. Frank Griffith and Cecil were
dinner guests at the Henry Grady
home in O’Neill, Friday.
Mrs. E. H. Rouse has been suffer
ing from an attack of the grippe, or
something of that nature; she is bet
ter at this time.
Mr. and Mrs. Griffith and Cecil;
Mr. and Mrs. Charlie Hoyer and Paul
Nelson were guests at the E ric Borg
home on Sunday.
Arthur Rouse, Miss Maude Rouse
annd Cecil Griffith spent Sunday,
January 4th, at the Herbert Rouse
home near Inman.
Mr. and Mrs. Oscar Lindburg and
daughter, Bernice Rousch, and Char
lie Fox spent Monday evening at the
Frank Griffith home.
Mrs. Fred Harrison and daughter
Leona, of Norfolk, came Saturday to
visit at the home of Mrs. Harrison’s
parents, Mr. and Mrs. S. J. Benson.
Her father has been quite ill with
the “flu.”
Mr. and Mrs. Arden Johnson and
children; Mrs. Sam Schultz, Virginia
and Gerald; Mary and Jimmy Lang
an visited with Mrs. Rouse, Sunday.
Mr. and Mrs. Griffith called at the
S. J. Benson home, Monday and
found Mr. Benson some better but
still in bed; his many friends hope
for his immediate recovery.
Dr.and Mrs. Hess and Miss Evelyn
Benson came Sunday to see Mr. and
Mrs. Benson; Dr. Hess and Evelyn
Benson returned to Wayne the same
day; Mrs. Hess remained with her
parents for a few days.
Mr. and Mrs. Ben Freeburg came
from Mead, Neb., Tuesday to be pres
ent at the funeral services of Mrs.
Freeburg’s grandfather, Mr. Kaczor,
who pased away at the home of his
son, Will, on Monday, January 12th.
Zero weather visited this part of
the country on Tuesday, with some
snow flurries, but the sun shone part
of the time and we are hoping that
the clouds will all disappear, as the
cold doesn’t seem so bad when there
is no snow.
Quite a large crowd attended the
supper given to the charivari crowd
and their families by Mr. and Mrs.
George Weldon, at the Roy Karr
home, Saturday night: oysters, cake
and coffee were served and an enjoy
able time was had.
Mr. and Mrs. Sam Robertson and
daughters motored to Wakefield on
Sundiay, to take Mrs. Sundall home;
Mrs. Sundall is a daughter of Mr.
and Mrs. John A. Robertson; she
came home for a visit at New Year’s
and was quite ill while there.
Mr. and Mrs. Lee Wyant and child
ren of O’Neill; Mr. and Mrs. Irvin
Sanders and children, of near Oppor
tunity, and Mr. and Mrs. Will Lang
an and children spent Sunday at the
home of Mrs. E. H. Rouse; Mrs.
Rouse is the mother of Mrs. Wyant,
Mrs. Sanders and Mrs. Langan.
CARD OF THANKS
Our sincere appreciation is extend
ed neighbors and friends for kindness
and sympathy shown and for floral
tokens of remembrance in the hour
of anxiety and bereavement occasion
ed by the recent illness and death of
our beloved mother, the late Mrs.
Adam Martin.
The Martin Children.
CARD OF THANKS
« _
We wish to express our sincere
thanks to the many friends who were
so kind to us in our recent bereave
ment.
Mrs. Langmack and Children.
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