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v : i J IJi.U : tool Lincoln, refer, mV- m W! DO OUR PART T ft I ill.E they were waiting to ' liear the chimes ring out for ^ y midnight on New Year's Eve. Dan said: "Have you ever .thought much about i _^ Time, Dora?" 4^%. “You ask strange ques Lions, young man,” she ! laughed, “i don’t know what you mean.” Dan grinned back at her. “When ! you get going on it . . . it's rather awful. And when I say awful ... I mean just that. Until the idea of the | Old and the New Year formulated In men's minds it was just Time every where—infinite, un bounded. uncount ed, going on and on. Then 1 suppose somebody noticed, in certain parts of the world, that birds came back in one season, and went back another. That now it was cold for a while, and now it was hot. That the tides came and went with regularity . . . and so, they sort of scratched their heads and said, 'lx)ok here . . . there are four sea sons, spring, summer, autumn, winter. And there are suns and moons to measure them by. day and night’ I don’t think Time Itself really cares j whether it is divided into twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week, and twelve months a year or not; just a convenience for human beings. The animals don't care; the birds know when to leave and when to return without any calendars whatever . . . funny, isn’t it? You get lost in the idea; not technically, but just brood ing over it. What has happened in men’s minds divides Time for us. Time itself is un changed1 . . . It’s awful. Isn't it? Scares one a little.'' The clock began booming off twelve strokes. "Midnight . . . and Happy New Year!” smiled Dora. 'Tou’re prob ably right, but I’m glad somebody thought It up—the beginning of a New year, and all the fun of it. If it were all just Time . . . where would the parties he?” laughed, “Come on, let's go and crash one this minute!” 193S, Western Newspaper Union. Calendar of Grapes Spain has an old custom, observed on New Year’s Eve, wherever merry makers are gathered, of eating little bunches of exactly twelve grapes, one for each month of the year. Dr. Lennox On The November 29, 1933 Congressman Edward R. Burke, 800 First Nat’l Bank Bldg., Omaha, Nebraska Dear Congressman Burke: I highly appreciate the consider ation manifested and your kind let ter regarding the situation I wrote Nebraska Conlmftteenlan ArtHur Mullen about sometime ago. Discrimination as to color has been shown by officials on various jobs, and I am sure you realize those of the Colored group are the last to be hired and are the first tob e discharg ed. After making investigations of this condition, I do not believe, how evere the same is as bad as it was previously. In the letter to Post Master Pat ton, I was speaking in behalf of pos tal employees of all nationalities. I was informed by Mr. Patton there would be no changes at the time; if so, Just a few, but he would try to avoid even making them, and I thought this very considerate-. I know of numerous individuals whose applications for a Federal Home Loan have been on file for sonK' time, but I do not personally know of any who have been sm • ful in obtaining one. I am 1 * An Uubridled, Outstanding Mouthpiece for Your Community “The Omaha Guide HEW TO THE JJNE\ Fs vour PaDer' 4 VOL. VH.— Omaha, Nebraska Dec. 29 1933 No. 44 - - ==— - =_ - . .-— — - Resolution f-Heler^cl iS PfcJJ-m |JOH.\ LARKIN was too busy j I for frivolities on New Year’s 13 U Eve. He sat at his massive I I desk till eleven, and then, m to rest his eyes, turned off his lamp and sat in dark ness, watching the lights \ BmliHlititulfl and figures on the street be low. When he woke with a start an hour later at the sound of horns and sirens, he was cold and stiff. Suddenly he realized that some one else was in the room. He sat very quiet, scarcely breathing. A beam of light flashed and was gone. A moment later the unseen visitor had picked out the safe, and delicate Angers twirled the dial. Although he realized that a shot might pass unnoticed in the din out side, he could scarcely sit and be robbed. With a sud den lunge he grasped both of the Intruder’s wrists—and in his arms lay a frail form, quite motion less. He looked, for a weapon, found none, and turned on the lights. "A girl.” he ex claimed. “in boy’a clothes H* She stirred and sat up. “Well,” he de manded. “Tell me what you wanted In my safe." "Nothing. Let me go.” "I suppose yon were responsible for those ietters that were stolen last week. But they were in code, so you came back for the key.” “Do you mean these?" She took from her shirt a sheaf of papers. “I was going to put them back. I hare dec~ded them.” He took the papers. Above the code ran a perfect translation. He looked at her a long time. “Don’t, please,” she said, and covered her face with her hands. “Did anyone ever tell you how beau tiful yon are?" he asked. “White and dainty like those snowflakes falling outside.” She shrugged. “1 suppose if you were going to call the police you would have done so by now.” “Yes.” “Are yon going to let me go?*’ “More than that. I'm going to take you home.” “I can get home all right. Even if anyone recognizes this as a disguise they will think it part of the night’s celebration.” “As you say. But won't you tell me why, at midnight on New Year's Eve, a beautiful woman returns a cleverly - decoded message to my safe?” “Yes,” she answered. “Sit down. “A week ago,” she began, “I was very down on my luck. I have al ways been rather a gambler, and I vowed that I would either be well off all who are in need of a loan will be able to obtain one, for many homes will be saved in this way. that would not be otherwise. Looking after my profession and trying to help conditions here and there in the community, I have had more than I could do. At this time the working classes are in great de mand for consideration and I am glad to note the same is gradually being worked out by Federal relief jobs. When I have the opportunity I shall be more than glad to drop in to see you. From your expressions evidently you are free from preju dice and nothing gives me more of this type. I shall also be happy pleasure than to meet an individual to present notes and recommend your name to those seeking such con siderations. Again thanking you, Very truly yours, Dr. G.. B.. Lennox. * \ '■ \ November 23, 1933 Omaha, Nebraska Dr. G. B-. Lennox, Pres.., Omaha Working Men’s Com.. " 3-2 North 24th Street, aha, Nebraska— '^KTriFW*' H-L-. *!■' i.Tm , WWBWMBB—— % I A head ————iiM———cBBKi*inii' ■ ■! m ■■iMJiaMcuaMPMMMBrBnMUDBaMMMnBMCPaMWMCMnp—aw—a—M«tt3—gam»^—a——M— My Dear Dr. Lennox: Some time ago you wrote to Mr. Arthur Mullen in Washington re garding the probable discharge of certain employees under Civil Ser vice. Mr.. Mullen advised you that he was turning this correspondence over to me. Since that time I have tried to find out if there was a move under way to discharge colored em ployees.. I wrote .^cfertain officials who might be behind such a move and expressed in no uncertain terms my objection to discharging any em ployees just because they happened to be colored. Not only that, but I have endorsed five members of your Democratic League with the hope eventually there will be more of your race on the Government payrolls, in stead of fewer. I am not one of those who subscribe to the theory that a peope should be discriminat ed against,—in fact I believe they are entitled to their proportion of the patronage. About the same time I received this letter from Mr. Mullen, I chanc ed to note an article in the newspa per in which a group of prominent colored citizens of Omaha were pro testing to the Home Owner’s Loan Corporation, and also the Federal Employment office, because these of fices were discriminating against col ored people seeking loans, and also seeking work on Federal projects. I was given assurance by the execut ives of these offices that they do not discriminate against any race of people. Since then I have heard no further protests, so I hope this sit uation has been eliminated. I have been wanting to call on you and a group of your friends, but since I returned from Washington last June my congressional business has been so rushing that I even find it difficult to take care of my cor respondence. However, I hope to talk to you before leave for Wash ington for the next session. If you chance to be downtown anytime, I wish you would call at my office as I would like to get your views on the present day conditions, etc.. Anytime I can help you in anyway feel free to call on me.. If you have any veterans who need advice or help, give them a note to me and I will take care of them. Also, if you have any friends seeking loans from the Home Owner’s Loan Cor they do not think they are being poration, give them a note to me, if properly taken care of by the Cor poration officials. With kindest regard^ ’ "'T very truly yours, Edward R. Burke, THE SANDS OF TIME IN SOUTH BY SOUTHERN MANUFACTURERS Washington, (CNS) A Southern States Industrial Council composed of the presidents and secretaries of manufacturers associations, has been organized to present their views on legislation proposed and a dopted in the Congress and to pres ent to the NRA facts connected with conditions in the South and the sen timent of Southern industry. The council approved resolutions urging adoption of wage different ials exsiting in Southern industries prior to July 1929 and asking that the South obtain representation in the preperation of codes. ‘ALL MEN CALLED BROTHERS’ KLAN AND ATLANTA POLICE BLOCK SCOTTSBORO RALLY Atlanta, Ga.—(CNS)—Hooded men and police attended a gathering in the Holsey Temple, when a meeting was held to raise funds for the de fense of the Scottsboro boys. Representatives of the Internation al Labor Defense were scheduled to speak. The police went to the church and sent many of those assembled away, including Mrs. Mary Leonard and Parker Q. Wilson, of Cincinnati, scheduled speakers. Robed men dis tributed • handbills printed in bold type “The Ku-Klux Klan rides again” and “Communism wil not be tolerat ed.” The distribution was quiet. The Rev. J. Raymond Henderson carried on the meeting and raised a small fund. Imperial Wizard, Hiram W. Evans, disclaimed any knowledge of the Ku-Klux Klan having repre sentatives in action at the meeting. I f I* ' ? Tlie Passing 1 ! I Year I * X 1 By Henry Loukuaa, in Detroit N«wi ^ I — -* Y '—_»T'- - —'—— ■ ■ ■■ _ .. 'J'HE year that we measured has ended; And has fused with the eons sublime. The Und-murks we knew have all blended In the age old image of time. Its suns and its shadows have perished, ■ Like the loves that we quickly forget; But the spring and the autumn it cherished Still haunt with a tinge of regret. We meet on this threshold each season; And we sigh as the sands must drift Ijy. Each grain is as precious as reason. For they total the years ’til we die. or flat broke by the last day of the year. “That night I read in the paper of your exploits in the stock market— how everything seemed to rise or fall at your command. I decided to throw my lot with yours—only I knew that of course you would not divulge your methods to a stranger.” “When the stranger is so beautiful one might do many things,” he mur mured. “Was your ruse successful?” “Very. I now have ten times what I had then.” “But I don't understand how you got into my office, aud found the combina tion to my safe.” She laughed. “That was easy. My father was a locksmith; when I was a child locks and their mechanisms were my toys. I could open them by touch.” “And decoded the messages.” “That did take work. I sat up all that night, trying again and again. iou see, the pos sibility of a code had not occurred to me when I first decided to rum mage among your personal effects. That was why I had to take the pa pers away, instead of Just reading them. But at last I was lucky, and , once I got a start, It was just a ques tion of time.” "You have a good start into the New Year as a safe-breaker,” he observed. “Please don’t say that. I was so desperate, and it hasn't hurt anyone.” “But it ha3,” he insisted. “I’ll nev er be the same unless I am sure you are keeping out of such deviltry.” “If I make a New Year’s resolution never to crack another safe will that satisfy yon?” “Partly,” he answered, as he opened the door for her, “only I think I had better come around now and then to see that you keep it. What are you doing this coming year?” ©. 1933, Western Newspaper Union. Football an CM Time New Year’s Celebration /''VNE of the most peculiar and an ^ dent of the New Year’s celebra tions is that held before the cathedral at Kirkwafl, in the Orkneys. The in habitants, according to old Norse cus toms, divide into two sections, and meet at the market cross to hare a general game of football All living above the cathedra! play to get the ball to the country district, those re siding before the cathedral fighting to get it to the sea, the whole game being played through the principal streets of tfca town, and hundreds of players of all grades of society often take part in the game. New '/ear’s in the Family By Charles Frederick Wadsworth "t ’IM TltoMAN stamped the snow 1'roiu his feet and en tered the front door of his home. He stood straight, with chin up and a good humoredly challenging look in his eye. Anne Troman, busy pre paring the table for the evening meal, looked up. “Well, Father," she smiled, “you look pretty well pleased with yourself this evening." “I don’t know how I look, but I feel like a million dollars!” was Jim’s reply. “And why?” Anne wanted to know. “Just because,” Jim spoke deliber ately and Impressively, “I am going to start the New Year with a clean slate. I have paid every bill I owed. No man can say I owe him a dime. And I have yet one day to go before New Year’s!” “That’s surely is fine,” said Anne. “It does make us feel good, doesn’t it?” “Hold on there. Daddy Jim,” warned little Bert. “You haven't paid me back that three dollars and thirty-one cents I let you have some time ago out of my bank.” “Nor the two dollars and eighty-sir cents I let you have out of my bank,” little Agnps reminded him. Daddy Jim laughed. “Oh. that is all in the family. You know I'll pay you back, don’t you?” “Of course,” said Bert, “but -so did all those other folks you paid off. So why did you think you had to pay them and not us?” “Because,” said Daddy Jim, “they are business people and need the money to use in their business and make more money.” “Well, so do 1 want to make more money,” argued Bert gravely. “I want to start a savings account the first of the year, and get interest on my money.” “Me, too,” chimed In little Agnes. Anne laughed as Daddy Jim’s eyes widened. “I think the children have one on you there, Father." "Yes, I guess they have, at that,' said Jim, leaning hack in his cbair to get his hand into his trousers pocket. "Now, let me see. Here is a tive-dol lar bill, three ones, and a dollar fifty nine in change. After paying my young creditors I would have three dollars and forty-one cents left for a New Year’s dinner.” Daddy Jim looked at Anne inquir ingly. She smiled. “That will do very nicely,” she said. “Okay,” said Jim heartily. “Here is the whole works. I'ay the claims of our distinguished little creditors, and look after the big dinner with what’s left.” He held the money out to her. "And as for the dinner,” she assured him, "I am surely going to surprise you!” ©, 1933, Western Ncurapai>er Unton. AS A FEDERAL OFFENSE (EDITORIAL ATLANTA CONSTITUTION, DEC. 9, 1933) As a result of the recent mob-law outrages in wide ly separated sections of the country, it is probable that a law making lynching a federal offense will be urged at the approaching session of congress. The enactment of such a law would be in line with the action of congress in enacting a measure making kid naping a federal offense when that crime became so gen eral in its scope that it assumed the proportion of a na tional menace. Tde federal activities made possible by this law have resulted in greatly reducing the kidnaping evil, the apprehension and conviction of most of the crim inals responsible for the kidnapings of the past six or eight months, and the prospect that the evil will soon be exterminated. Now that mob law is no longer a sectional evil, the most conspicuous examples of it recently being in states other than the South, it is not surprising that congress should deal with the evil in the same manner in which it proceeded against the kidnapping menace. Thre is no room in the United States for mob law under any conditions. If our civilization is to be protect ed, the punishment for crime must be left to the courts. There is no midway ground.
