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.A The Omaha Sunday Bee OMAHA, ISJ City Ptan-WJj Not . Family City planning is a subject of con-: "siderable interest these days and much has been done in this direction. We have been establishing civi: centers and social centers and otherwise im proving our city life. Why not a family plan? It seems feasible, at least it would seem as feasible as planning for the larger unit of the social fabric the city. Granted, the strength of the nation rests upon the strength of the homes; it follows that each home should have some definite plan based upon the principles of the cardinal virtues. Manv homes have been wrecked upon the shoals of domestic infelicity. Each family must have some plan if it would fulfill its high mission. What is more beautiful tl.an a happy family, each member striving to be a strong link in the chain of comity and amity? Happy families do not just happen. In the happy family circle it will be observed there is aiinity of purpose and effort along definite lines, a com radery which goes into the very warp and woof, the mother and father form ing the keystone of the structure. The father should ue a hig brother to his boys and the mother should be a confidante to her girls. The new father-and-son movement is a por tentous sign 6f the times. In this day of commercial rush fathers are inclined to lost sight of the best interests of their. boys and girls. They ' are apt to dismiss their responsibility with the mere furnishing of material reeds, losing sight of the pleasurable duty of making real companions of their children.'. ' ' It does not sound so very strange, after all, to suggest a family plan; a plan wherein fathcr sets aside certain hours for the consideration of his boys and girls. Time thus spent is a good investment, to say nothing of parental obligations. Have we not often heard a childish appeal discouraged by a father who pleaded that he was tired, or had to read a paper, or do something else? Lodges are well enough in their way, but the best fraternal society may be found in the happy family circje. There would be infinitely less for the courts and reformatories to do if mothers and fathers would plan their family lives with as much care as they planned the building of the structure they call home. ' Manifestly, no tard and fast rules can be prescribed for any family plan, nor will any particular plan yield full value, but it cannot be gainsaid that most of our domestic wrecks are due to lack of family plans in the home life. . , , There is nothing particularly new In this subject. It is as old as the proverbial hills and as new as the last unrise. Our nation-wide awakening of a so cial conscience should impel us to stop and consider the home as the place where lives are fashioned for wea! or woe. . We are now having special "courts of domestic relations," wherein ef forts are being made to patch together disrupted Jives. We know, however, that happy homes are not made by legislation. The whole thing resolves itself into a get-together proposition. Somebody has remarked: "A happy home is heaven on earth." . Exactly. y', .. . ! According to the public prints, the government' is after eggmen for al leged violation of the anti-trust laws. They must be as bad as yeggmen. Oh, Yes, This Was a Comparatively Easy One. City - Hall Inmates Evidently. Do Not Change Much . . in Personal Appearance, but Some of the Old . . . Time Pictures Doubtless Kept You Guessing How they looked then How they look now, QMS. ff WITHNELL W. SUNDAY MORNING, JULY ffisWof Qraak I By A. Chapter XXIV Saloons. The development of saloons in Omaha kept pace with the astonish ing growth of the city. This is an important feature of life which other histories, less thorough and more careless than the present one, have neglected to touch npon at all. The fact that a full chapter -will be.de voted to the study of this subject is only another evidence of the worth of the present history. One of the earliest buildings in the city was devoted to quenching the thirst of some of the hardy pioneers. It had no polished mahogany bar, no great plate glass mirror, no grand array of shining glasses. It is not likely that there was even a foot rail, though on this subject the records are not clear and probably the real fact will never be known. The bar consisted of nothing more than a rude counter made of pine boards. Cut what cared those early, hardy devotees of Bacchus for this! They were accustomed to hardships. They were not accustomed to those luxuries which in later years made saloons places of magnificence. All they asked was that the liquor be good. As Red-Eye Sam used to say, "The licker must be strong, long and fre'kent." It was certainly strong. "Jersey lightning" and "Kentucky dynamite" were two of the favorite beverages of the day. It is said .they were only, a little milder than car bolic acid.' But the , town . "booze fighters" of that day could swallow whole tumblerfuls of them at a time and not bat an eye. Their throats, indeed, must have been made of brass and their stomachs of cast iron. Else how could they have stood it? Nowa days, a mere smell of such liquor would intoxicate our effeminate race of drinkers. Saloons, as stated before, multi plied rapidly. One enterprising sa loonist secured a room in the old state capitol building and put in a stock of liquor. But, happy to say, even in those days the champions of prohibition were active. They pro tested a)hd the man was ordered to take his temptation away from the members of the legislature. His ex cuse that he "thought it would make it so convenient for the legislators" was not accepted. As saloons increased competition grew.- The opening of the first sa loon with a mahogany bar and a brass foot rail rnarked an epoch in the de velopment of this industry. Of course, this saloon drew trade away from the others and the innovation practically forced the others to make improvements. Men were no longer 1917 content to drink from a pine board. They had tasted the luxury of pol ished mahogany surroundings and were no longer satisfied with the primitive fixtures of early saloons. So the industry flourished until the great wave of prohibition came, of which we all have remembrance. By S.MTlDIHE fC ZzAHLMAfi X7?. 7? WCONMLL 29, 1917. fogfe fl (, fouy R. GROH. tliistime the saloons had multiplied in number and grown in magnificence. The free lunch feature had been added and it was quite a boon to a poor man to go in and get a large glass of beer for 5 cents and then eat all the free lunch for nothing. The varietly of liquors sold had also grown vastly and. a man had his choice of the world's storehouse of alcoholic liquor. However, it had stirred un a great army of enemies, known as the Anti Saloon league, and in the fall of 1916 the great industry was knocked out and the state of Nebraska vas added to the list of "dry" states. There was great rejoicing among those opposed to the saloon. The state, tof course, is not really dry. There is ample drinking water for all, besides dozens of kinds of soft drinks with which thirst can be satisfied much better than it could with Jersey Lightning or Kentucky Dynamite. Such is the history of the risend fall of the saloon in Nebraska. Questions on Chapter XXIV, 1. Did the first saloon have any foot rail? 2. Describe the effect of introduc ing the first mahogany bar? 3. What was the advantage of the free lunch feature? i Everybody Has Walter Fisher, South Side mer chant, has a hobby. It is teaching his family to run their automobile. He says he has been teaching them now for three years, and hopes to have them so they'll be able to steer pretty soon. A sarcastic chap is Brother Fisher. The first time he had a member of the family at the helm of the family boat the car was steered neatly into a street car. The well-known law that "two bodies cannot occupy the same space at the same time" came into play here and the automobile was sent back to the factory to be rebuilt. In due time it was returned and Mr. Fisher started out again hopefully with his family, his car and bis hobby. "Now when you see a street car don't run into it," he said. "You can't knock it off the track. The odds are all against you. Besides, street cars are necessary things, even if they do sometimes obstruct automobile traffic. Let (hem alone." His family paid careful heed to the words of wisdom that fell from his lips. They took the steering wheel, one at a time. They passed many street cars without so much as graz ing one of them. Prof. Fisher con gratulated them. He believed that he had taught them how to steer the big car. And then, zammt He suddenly HoW-0 Experience iiiA a'WAalev Leads jffittt to Cfei as as ZPossihle By A. EDWIN LONG. The boy who couldn't plant his cap on the very top of the mainmast of the big whalers that sailed into the mouth of the Mystic river, in the 50s, was not entitled to front rank among the boys of Mystic, Conn. Ike W. Miner had to flounder around in the dizzy rigging several times, and slip and slide up and down the last reaches of the mainmast be fore he finally planted his cap there. But he did it, and came down a proud boy. Here in Mystic, Conn., where the big whalers and the grain ships bellied in and out daily, the present secre tary of the Omaha Elks was born, December IS, 1847. a Hobby! What's Yours? found a telephone pole in violent con tact with the front end of the ma chine. The radiator was badly dented and on'e headlight stove in. "Now," he said, "I should have stated that not only must you not run down helpless street cars, but you must not try to break off telephone poles. Telephone poles may not be sightly, but they are useful. They are needed to hold the wires. Besides, they are so thick that it is impos sible to break one off by hitting it with the car." Mr. Fisher is still continuing his instructions and demonstrations to his family with a course of lectures. "They'll learn," he says hopefully. The, hobby oLGrant Yates, deputy United States marshal, is keeping eternally young and "fit." On slight provocation Grant will take off his coat and show you how easily he can touch the tips of his fingers to the floor without bending his knees. He has evet) been, known to take a small bet that he could kick the hat from a tall man's head and then with sur passing' grace, agility and suppleness kick his number 12's into the air and send the chapeau from the bean of the man who made the rash bet. "What is the secret of your youth?" admiring friends ask. "Living the right kind of life," re itiatia Yes, and the boys who had the?) freedom of the decks of the mighty whalers had yet another feat which boys must perform to get a standing in the ranks of the kids. Ihey Jiad to climb to the end of the bowsprit and dive off a sheer forty feet to the salty brine below. Oh, believe me, there were no boy scout medals waitincsfor the accom plishment of this feat. There was no book of boy scout rules. There was no scout master, nor scout executive to show the boys how to elevate their hands above their heads before leap ing off the . towering bowsprit. And there was no ranking of boys into classes of "scout of the first class," "scout of the second class," etc. No. no, the public never knew on parade days by an inspection of medals which boy was a hero and which wis not plies Brother Yates, while a high and noble look comes into his eyes and he looks like a noble soil of nature or something. "Yes, sir, living the right kind of life. I don't smoke or chew." "D'yeh carry matches?" inquires a sarcastic but not supple listener. A withering look from the eyes of the dep. marsh, is the only reply. Grant is past the half century mark already. His first name tells what hero was foremost in the public eye when he was christened. But he will probably still be walking around half a century hence. He likes to tell about the vast ages to which his an cestors attained. His father, it seems, was 100, and would have lived, to be older except fcr an accident. His grandfather was cut off in the flower of his youth at the tender age of 96. Soleful. It was a very high-clans boarding house and the landlady prided herself on the (act that the conversation at table was al ways very Intellectual. "It was a stfange theory," she re marked, as she wrestled with the fowl, "that the souls ef the dead entered birds and animals. But I thins: our ancestors held that belief " "I'm rather Inclined 'to think something like that does happen," commented the quiet man. "No, really, Mr. Cutting? How Inter esting"' "Yes," said Mr. Cutting. "I'm convinced that this chicken, for Instance, Is In habited by the sole of a ahoe!" Topeka State Journal. The Weekly & Bumble Bee OMAHA, SUNDAY MORNING, JULY 29, 1917. THE BIMBLE BEE. A. STINGER. EDITOR. Communications on any topic received, without postage or signature. None returned. (NO ADS AT ANT PRICE. (IRITS. This is the day that will revive memories of the past and many an Omaha man will turn back the years to the time when It truly was the event of his life. Again he will stand, a sturdy . urchin, barefoot and tanned, as the boy In the poem alwaya Is, alongside the road, and see the wonder of won ders. The gilded cages, from whose mysterious Insides might emerge any sort of a creature, the great band wagon, the ele phant, all the entourage' of the mighty aggregation, challenging the admiration and stupefying the Imagination of the boy who had waited for Us coming for days that seemed never to end. And If that day was crowned by a seatat the ringside, where the clown cracked his jokes and the ringmaster snapped his whip, and the little lady Jumped through the hoop and landed on a pad as broad as a street car platform well, there never was, there can be again such a day as that on which you saw your first circus, . CAPTAIN MIKE. The editor of The Bumble Bee Knew Captain Dempsey when Mjke was walking a beat, and has seen him advance through all the grades of the police serv ice to his present position of captain of detectives and senior officer. If promotion In the serv ice was ever earned, It has beon by Mike Dempsey. It doesn't make so much dif ference now, but once au awful yelp would have been heard In Omaha If anyone had talked of taking away the "moose's milk." Balloonista at Fort Omaha have . bombarded about every thing In the way between Ponca school and Calhoun. Sarpy Mills had better be on guard. Pay day Is mighty useful to the soldier. Instead of being the ter or tt used to was. Somebody toek the headache eut of life that time. If Andy Patullo had to look like the picture one of the Oma ha papers printed of him, he couldn't do It. vNot to save hts life. Sln't no Kissing soldiers good by may be all right; it depends. 0 Try our stings; they . don't hurt Goirim ez9 but leave it to the boys, they knew which boy was a real kid and which was a dub. ' Ikey Miner was not among the dubs. He could leap off the bow sprit, make a resounding splash in the sea and throw salt brine into the very eyes of the boys ashore. Ikey received special distinction by falling out of the rigging one' day, and tumbling a distance of thirty-five feet. Then, of course, as usual, his luck was hovering right around him, for the hatchway was open and he fell through. If the hatch had been shut, he might have smashed his brains out on the deck, but as it was he went through the h&le just as though he were a steel jacket ball shot atAa bullseye. Down into the dark hatchway he sommersaulted, be lieving still his' day ,had come. Then he struck something that jolted the wind out of him, aud still was com paratively softer than oak plank. It Lwas wheat. With providence ever on the job caring for fools and children, providence dumped him squarely into a bin of wheat, and he escaped a bro ken skull. His father let him drive an old horse to mill until the brute tangled the boy all up in the lines, and then dragged him a half mile, and half skinned him.' Then the elder Miner decided to educate the boy. Next Ikey found himselt in a Methodist institute of a semi-mili-rferate tarv character at East Greenwich, R. I. He drilled like a young soldier and had the honor of standing with Conservation of Food Steady Habit in Mast AmericanJIomes These The Bumble Bee Is heartily and consistently In favor of the con servation program. It believes in the elimination of all waste, of the reduction of eitravaitnnce, and the devotion of human energy and ability to useful pro duction. But this policy doesn't bind The Bumble Bee to en dorsing everything that is done In the name of conservation. One thing should be borne In mind, all the time. The vast major ity of the people of the United States are so situated that sav ing has been a constant practice with them from the beginning. When we talk of our national habit of waste, we are thinking of only a minority of the popu lation. The majority has noth ing to waste. It has to figure from one. year's end to the other just how to make the Income cover the outgo, and to provide ordinary necessaries with no regard for extravagance. Especially has this been true since the war began, , for the prices of food and all sorts of things needed In the home has gone upward much faster than wages, and,' while employment has been plenty, the purchasing power of the dollar has been lowered until what was looked on In the workingman's home a few years ago as rigid econo my Is now equal to flagrant profligacy, tou are not talk ing to the average American householder when you preach conservation; he has his habit, of saving forced on him by the relations between his pocket J book and his home expenses. FROXT END PHILOSOrHT. "Did you ever think" what It means to keep on time sched ule?" asked the philosophical torman. "Well, If you never did, you have a chance to do some close thinking right away. Some ex pert with a pencil and a stop watch has doped out a running chart for the cars, and we are supposed to follow. What he overlooked is the fact that no man living can tell how long It Is going to take people to get on or off, whether we will stop at every crossing, whether a freight trains holds us up on the edge of town, what the driver of a truck loaded with sand will do, or av lot of those things the motorman has to figure on. "It's mighty easy to sit up in a private office and dope out all these things on paper, but I'd like to see the guy who does tt come out here on the line and keep his car within hailing distance of the schedule, and not break the speed rule some where. "Yes, I read about that fel low who was so regular folks set their watches by him. There CLEAN. The Bumble Bee Invites at tention to the fact that It is the only paper published in Omaha that could fulfill the conditions laid down by the Punkerlno company in the following ad vertising contract; Our advertisement of the . Punkerlno Tasteless Tobacco must be published in a paper printed on one side of the -paper only, and appearing on Sunday morning; no other ad vertiaements most appear in the same issue; thU,mut be printed in plain type, act so the linn will read from left to right, and by printer who doesn't drink and who shaves himself every days no adver tisement of any oorset, face powder, chewing gom or hair tonic may appear opposite, above, below or across from otn advertisement; no credit will " be allowed for any In sertion in sv paper contain ing any reference to the war, .or Sunday School notice,, or. the announcement of a mar-rtaa-e license being Issued. Our business ' clean and elevating, and 'we Insist on dealing only with those whose habits are above reproach, and whoso breath carries no odor. Chemical purity Is a condition of this contract. The Bumble Bee can boast of being the only - paper printed anywhere that can fulfill those requirements. The advertise ment of the -Punkerlno Taste less Tobacco positively will not appear In this paper, WORK. " George Magney" says he can work better when the tempera ture is up to 10 In the shade. This explains it That mark has only been reached twice In Omaha's recorded history. bc5t. One of the really busy men In town just now Is Ike Zlmman. but he would be busier If he had more to do. The war has given him something to think about such animal." UXTRIE, Burlington railroad authori ties deny the report that they plan putting on extra trains between Omaha and St Joe. All they have in mind for the present Is to add extra cars to the regular trains. POCKET8. . Men's clothes will be made without pockets next season, to save cloth. If things keep on, most of us will not need pock ets, for we'll have nothing to put In them but our hands. EXPLAINED. The Methodist church of York announces a membership of more than a thousand. This may he explained by the fart that Tim Sedgwick and BUI Maupln are running papers there. the other padets in open .order anfl at present arms at the funeral, of Abraham Lincoln. . By accident rnore than by design, he found himself in newspaper wortf in Worcester, Mass., a little later. He cubbed on the Gazette for three years, and then his father bought him a paper in Mystic, back where the whalers, the mainmasts, and the hatchways still flourished. Once when he had been talked into going west and to Omaha, two noted civil war correspondents, Knox and Brown, talked him out of it, and got him a job oil , the New York Sun. He agreed to take the job, and then at the last moment changed his mind again, and boarded the train for Oma ha. The late St A. D. Balcombe put him to work on" the old Republican. He later became secretary of the Tribune and Republican, under Pro prietor Casper E. Yost. He tried railroading once as chief clerk in the genNral passenger office of the Union Pacific. He left railroading for the theater and was manager dj the Grand Opera house, over on Fif teenth and Capitol avenue, and then with the Boyd for three years. He i.lways was active in the lodge and January 1, 1908, the Elks picked him up and made him secretary of the local fraternity. There he fits like a fist on an eye, and there if his prov ...t!.l ,..-1. in i.. ...:tl i- his seventieth birthday next De croim juck wiui nun, uc win vcic- cember. (Next in This Series How Joseph Harden). Omaha Got Times IN OUR TOWN. George Brandeisjs talking of going east some time this fall, i Last heard of "Bill" Burgess he was steering a flivver around somewhere In Illinois. Charley Leslie says he wasn't eager to hear the case, and yet It was aort o' forced on him. Al Kugel Is going to Minne sota to see If Mike Clark left any fish In the streams up there. Lee Estelle holds to the opin ion that it Is Just as much fun to hear motions as It Is to make Chautauqua speeches during the hot spell. Billy Byrne has so far spent the summer In philosophical re tirement, varied only by occa sional turns with his grandson. He is all ready to answer Martin Beck's call at any minute now. GARDEN SA8S. Last week a friend of The Bumble Bee had business up the Elkhorn valley, going as far as Norfolk. On his return he made report he had never in all his Ufa seen so many fine gardens, nor such tempting vegetables growing as he reviewed along the way. But and he added it with some vehemence, he couldn't get a bite of any green stuff at any hotel he visited. Pieny of meat and bread, but not a sign of a cucumber or anything of that sort. He thinks the folks up there do not know what to do with their garden truck after they raise it. HISTORY. Frank Dewey had a story In the paper the other day, the scene of tt being laid In Denver. Readers will understand this took place before Douglas coun ty had a court house. WAIT. Somebody will have to come up for air presently, and then we may get another chapter of the court house squabble. GOLF. Sam Reynolds doesn't care a darn, but we'll bet Harry Legg la wondering who in thunder i Guy Beckett. CONTROL. A good politician ought to hnv at least one speed backward. POEM. Goethals wanted steel ships, Penman wanted wood; Public wanted any kind There the matter stood. one Each held on like glue. Prexy had to fire 'em both, Wouldn't that jar you? r 9