TH U R SD A Y, AUGVHT 31. 1933
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THE SPRINGFIELD NEWS
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THURSDAY. AUGUST SI. 1S33
DUR TAX PLAN
Those who opposed the sales tax. defeated at last elec
tion, have been called upon to furnish some substitute that
will raire needed money, for the care of the poor this win
ter and also assist to m ake up property tax delinquencies.
Our contribution m ay not be popular, but w hat tax is, so
here goes
We would levy a 2 per cent tax on all salaries of $25
a week or more. Collection m ight be by the employer who
would write a check for $24.50 for the minimum employee
and send the other 50 cents to the state. Auditors of the
state accident commission, or sim ilar officials, could audit
the payrolls and collect now just as the accident comm is
sion collect» for the w orkm an’s compensation law.
Property tax collections have broken down. Income
tax extended both ways to soak the rich is not yielding
m uch money because there are no rich any more. So w hat
is left but to go to the m an who has a good job and ask him
to donate some for the relief of his less fortunate brothers,
who have not, and to run his schools, city and county gov
ernm ent. After all the persons who get $25 or more a week
are a t present the best off of any and in more th an half
the cases are paying little or no tax a t present. They can
much better afford to donate $26 more a year than the
laboring m an who works for $60 or $70 a m onth and is
compelled to pay a whole m onth’s wages as taxes on his
little home
If we were m aking such a tax latf we would not give so
much of the proceeds to the sta te and let the local govern
m ents tak e what is left like the sales tax aimed to do We
would divide every dollar between state, county, city and
school district. We would include it as ‘estim ate receipts”
when m aking the annual budget, deducting it from the
am ount that would otherwise be levied on property. Thus
we would afford relief to property and assure governm ent
more money for operation.
It is not necessary to raise m uch m ore money than is
now levied, it is only a m atter of collecting more and oper
ating within the budgets th a t have been made. T here is no
governm ental body, we believe in the state which could not
operate on 10 to 30 pe» cent less than the present budget
calls for. but none can continue on only a 45 per cent tax
collection.
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TH E SELF-RELIANT MAN
We hear a great deal these days about the passing of
the era of opportunity, in which every man had a fair
chance to gain at least a living, regardless of what others
might do-
We are not at all sure th at opportunity was ever quite
so broad as that, and we are still less sure th a t it is true
th a t the gates of opportunity have been closed upon men
of ability We are inclined to think that the present age
has been producing fewer men of all-around ability
We have been living in an era of specialization, an era
in which a boy learned how to do one thing, which too often
was som ething which he could do only in some factory or
business in which he had no share, and which he had no
opportunity to practice under independent conditions. The
m an who has grown up knowing no other use for his head
and his hands than how to fasten a hub-cap on an au to
mobile is. in a sense, shut off from opportunity to exercise
his ability, when the automobile factory shuts down. But
th a t is the fault of a social system which did not give this
man, when he was a boy, a chance to learn how to do the
things which are necessary to independent self-support.
In the old days on the farm , boys had to work at w hat
ever there was to be done, from mending axles and shoe
ing horses to killing hogs and picking apples. The boy
who grew up on a farm had to learn the rudim ents of a
dozen trades, from shoe-m aking to house-painting. He
could turn his hand to anything, and that ability, resulting
from his early training, opened the door of opportunity to
him w herever he went. He could always get a living and
often got ahead
We know a few men like th a t today, and they are not
on the unemployment relief rolls. We think if there were
more attention paid to teaching boys how to do everything
and less to the effort to m ake them think they know every
thing, the next generation would find th at the doors of op
portunity are still open wide.
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RECOVERY?
W hat limit in definition can be placed upon this word
we hear a dozen tim es a day—“Recovery” ? The answ er
approxim ates a picture of conditions that will obtain when
success crow ns the President’s reem ploym ent program
Recovery as it relates to business is not difficult to
comprehend. L'nder the m ighty reign of w hat we believed
was prosperity we loaned seven billions a year abroad to
finance our sales of half th at sum, and as we stopped lend
ing so we stopped selling, and now we sta rt from taw. So
we require business recovery, and it depends upon absorp
tion oi about one fourth as m any workers as are now em
ployed. Shrewd business executives, small and large, be
lieve th at reem ploym ent on th a t basis will be sound invest
m ent; th at, with the inevitable increase in buying power,
credit will do what it always has done, move along with em
ployment. in th a t case credit will be available. ,
But after relief from the horror of the 4 years, it is the
recovery of economic security th a t will count even more
with the average m an; the recovery of m aterial well-being;
a more lasting assurance to the employer, whose old em
barrassing problems of cost and distribution will be solved
through ccoperation; to the w orker; to the housewife, of
whom in these last perilous years we have lost sight entire
ly. This sort of recovery it is evident the President has had
in mind recovery of what a m an and a woman has a right
to call his soul.—N. R. A. News
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COUNTIES SHOULD GET THEIR SHARE
Apparently the only way to stop the flagrant spending
of money in our state governm ent is to stop giving it the
money to spend.
As a m atter of fairness and sense it is all wrong th at
the counties should be compelled to pay to the state the
state taxes in full, w hether they have anything left for
themselves or not. it is ridiculous th a t county treasuries
should be drained and left with no resources for county ac
tivities, while the state still receives its full quota and can
continue to m ake financial whoopee without restriction.
The state should receive its proportion of taxes as they are
received by the counties, and no more.
The next legislature should take the necessary action
to correct this ridiculous situation.—Capital Press.
In Lane county we are trying to collect $40 for each
man woman and child in taxes. So far we have gotten
only $10 a head this year
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If the dem ocrat adm inistration is successful in Its birth
control program for hogs, we will grant they may be able
to teach even the Republicans something.
C lIN O R t (M
BARRY
Synopsis — Joyce Ashton, poor
stenographer. suffered Io«« of mem
ory in a «kidding taxicab accident
tu Chicago. One morning two year»
later she woke, after a fall front
her horse, her memory restored, to
find herself, as Frills, the wife of
Nell Packard, rich California fruit
packer i*he determined to tell no
body of her predicament but set
about learning what she could of
her life In the Interval. From the
conversation of her friend« and let
ters In her desk she gathered that
«he had been a heartless, pleaaure-
lovtng young woman One letter
that troubled her was from a wo
man signing herself. Sophie, blam
ing Frill» for not giving a home
to a baby Sophie was caring for.
Could It be her baby. Frill» won
dered! She also found herself In
volved In an affair with a man
named Maitland. In San Francisco,
where she went while her husband
was away on business, she met
Robert Ainsworth, a poet whose
work she had always admired.
When Joyce returned home, she de
cided to be pleasanter to Nell than
Frills had been. But this line was
dangerous, too, for Nell was pathe
tically anxious to win back Frill's
love. At his request they call on
Nell's mother, whom Joyce finds
adorable. Later, she met the poet.
Robert Ainsworth, and several
times stopped for lunch at his cabin
when she was horseback riding
One day he started to make love
to her ’ NOW GO ON WITH THE
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STORY.
Ainsworth lifted hts head, put his
hand under her chin and stared
down into her face. Joyce's whirl ot
happiness filled her so full of em
otion that she, could not hold It all
and a little of It spilled over In
tears. Her heart beat In rapid ac
cord with the violent beats which
she could plainly feel thumping In
Robert Ainsworth's breast. He bent
down then and kissed her eyes and
her lips. At first, Just lightly, al
most In playful caress: but again
and again, and each time a little
harder, a little more Intensely—
until finally, his mouth crushed
down on hers and It was as If she
were lifted out of herself and had
lost her Identity.
After a few moments he released
her abruptly. Joyce, so weak, she
had to lean against the bookshelves
to keep herself from falling, watch
ed Ainsworth walk to the door and
stand there with hls back to her.
She could not speak. It seemed to
her that they stood thus for an
eternity.
Finally he turned around and
smiled at her again. “Well, there It
Is. And what happens next? Does
(he Beautiful Belinda depart for
ever In proud wrath and leave the
poor Insulting worm to live on
with only the memory of hls one
daring deed or . . .” Leaving hls
sentence unfinished, he took a clg
arette and lighted it. Joyce watch
ing. saw hts hand ubake as he held
the match to (he tip.
Why did he not come back to her
¡and take her In hls arms again?
Why did he not toll her he loved
I her? She had not repulsed him.
"Dickie.'' went on Ainsworth,
: sitting down on the step and plck-
: Ing up the dog who was nudging at
■ him for attention, "It should be pos
sible, one would think, for a sweet,
beautiful girl to visit a man. even
in a lonely spot like this without
being . . . er . . . manhandled.” He
| smoked furiously. Joyce, feeling her
| knees trembling, sat down on the
arm of one of the big redwood
chairs and listened silently.
"But, you see, Dickie, damn It,
I've been living here all alone for
months and months, and a man get
to fooling himself with bis smart
delusion that he's self-sufficient,
that the lid Is on good and tight—
until, suddenly, along comes a girl,
not Just an ordinary girl, you know.
Dickie, but one with sweetness and
beauty and Intelligence, one who Is
on their leaving shortly after Alt how grileful he was for so Utile.
the way home she could not gel Dll. I i^ili't bear Io . . to think of
out of her mind Dial one s lg n lflc a rt II even " Joyce burled her lace III
momeul when Hie pinched aruyness the pll'ovir and tried to stifle the
of Mrs. Packard's face bail struck soba which shook her.
At b eakfist the next morning
her.
"Mother sure looked tired, didn't Nell gli need ut her anil said, frown
she?" remarked Nell as they drove lug an ilously. "Didn't you sleep
home. "How was she during Ihe Frills? You look kind of pule and
dragged out this morning, dear "
afternoon f Did she talk much?"
Joyce's nerves were on edge after
"A little leas (hail usual. 1 think
It seemed to exhaust her. Nell, her sli nny night and Nell's con
her she's worrying uliout you She cerned tone struck her almost like
a particular Joy to be with, and— what Robert would think
a blow To her horror she fell her
thinks something Is
well. then. bang, everything is off!" now.
eyes fill with a quick rush of tears
They
were
both
illent.
Joyce
did
A chill descended on Joyce. She
"You’re looking stunning tonight,
The worried look on Ills face deep
uot
dare
ask
what
II
was
that
was
felt a vast sickening fear settle Frills!" Nell had come up behind
(‘lied "Why, sweetheart, wlial s
down benutublngly over her What her and Interrupted her dreaming. troubling him becaus - she felt so
the mailer? Aren't you well? Does
did he mean? Did he- was he sorry I Joyce started at his words and sure she knew.
your head ache? Why dido I you
tor what had happened? A flame of blushed furiously, purtly In a sort i Joyce lay awake a long time lltut
white humiliation burned Joyce of shame at being caught so ob I night seeing the sltuallon with an stay In bed?"
Ilut Joyce swallowed the lump In
with Intolerable pain She must get vlously admiring herself, partly | appalling dearness, from every
her throat and summoglng all her
away quickly and hide herself from with annoyance at belug forced to point of view. "I was reudy enough
self control she answered quickly.
thia thought. . . .
a realisation of Nell's right to so to condemn Frills for treating Nell "Oh. I'll be all right. I Just didn't
She stood up and tried Io speuk address her. She Jumped up and! the way she did I was disgusted
in a casual, ordinary voice. "I went to the closet to get her even , at her for having an affair with sleep very well."
"W e ll, you'd better take a nap
think. Dickie. It's time for us . . . Ing cloak, remarking casually In a j Maitland And now, Jusl because
today sometime. What are you do-
to go."
I voice of which she tried to keep1 Robert AllisWorth seems to me to
■ Ing. any thing special?" he went
Ainsworth Jumped to hls feet, out all trace of her nervous Irrita be worth a million Arthur Malt-
on.
lauds.
It
doesn't
make
any
real
(Ilf
dropping Dlckla unceremoniously, tion. "Thanks for Ihe compliment,
"No. I . . . guess not. I'm going to
fereuee.
If
I
deceive
Neil
that
way,
and came to her. "Look here, but the credit Is really yours. It's
run out to your mother's for a few
I'm
hurting
him,
too,
and
I'm
no
Joyce! Don't go. You're—oh what a lovely dress but 1 couldn't have
minutes about noon and take her
shall I sav?" He took her in hls had It If you weren't such a gener better than Frills was. And , . . and
some uiuguxlnes and books. I may
arms and kissed her again and ous provider, my dear Mr. Hack- . . . Oh. I feel like a miserable worm
rtile this afternoon."
to
be
taking
ull
thia
luxury
and
love
again and again. Then he looked ard."
(T O BE C O N T IN U E D )
without doing unythlng to deserve
into her eyes, met her anxious
Nell took from her the luxurious It. even using It to . . , to hurt Nell
smile and said softly, "Ob. what Is cape of seakreen transparent vel
Breaks Arm—Mrs. J W. Haynes
there to talk about? We don't need vet and they went downstairs to so terribly. If only he didn't love
tell and broke her arm Saturday
me
so
much
And
lie
was
so
huppy
words, do we, darling?"
gether. "By the way, mother tele for a while. It was almost pitiful while carrying In wood.
Joyce shook her head without phoned me u little while ago," he
speaking. She was swept back again said, "the doctor has ordered her to I
to the heights of Joyous happiness slay in bed a few days ami she
DR. KORINEK’S
and she clung to him now unques wondered If you would come tomor i
tioning.
row afternoon and sit with her forj
At last however, she drew her a while? She's missed you lately
self away and stood up. straighten . . . and , . . you know . . . and she's
ing her silk blouse with nervous so huppy at the way you've been
Frees Your Cows from These Peete
hands and hastily combing her hair, to her. . . . "I'm worried," he went
Per Gallon - - 8 9 c
which Ainsworth's careefles had on. as he laid the lovely cloak
rumpled. As she stood In front of about her shoulders and for a mo
There are many bargain» offered to you at thia
the mirror, he came up behind her ment held her to him. "there's
drug store. Buy Now and Save!
and put hls arras gently around her something wrong about It. I wish
body again. Hls eyes met hers in I knew what to do."
the glass. He was so much taller
"Oh. I'm so sorry.” exclaimed
LOYAL E. 8COTT, Prop.
than Joyce that hls chin rested on Joyce, "I’ll go tomorrow and spend ,
the top of her curly yellow head. the afternoon with her. I've . , . I j
She leaned back against him, sud know I've neglected her lately.'
denly aware of the fart that she
"Darling, that s sweet of you - - 1
was almost limp from fatigue after I wish . . . I wonder . . . Frills, i
the emotional storm she had pussed what the devil ran I do to . . . win
through, and smiled Into the mirror. you back? Isn't there any chance
At that, he whirled her around and for me?"
crushing her to him again buried
“Oh. please Nell, don't!" cried
hls face In her neck. "Oh, . . . dear Joyce, "don't start that again . . • I
FALL TERM BEGINS
est . . . most beautiful. .*. ."
Come on. we'll be late and you
She put her arms around hls know Mrs. Carter likes to begin on '
shoulders and whispered shyly, time when she’s giving a theater
"Oh. am I all that . . .to you?"
party afterwards
Most parties in Manxanlta had a
"And so much more that I can't
put It Into words!" be murmured, way of splitting up Into couples.1
and Joyce found herself taken In
kissing the tip of her ears. . . .
After a while Joyce was able to charge by her dinner partner when
It's a Good School
put on her hat and then, with hls they afterwards set out for thel
arm around her, they set out to theatre. This happened to be Paul
Eugene, Oregon
A. E. Kt »BERTS, ITetddent,
walk to the car through the woods. Packard, much to her satisfaction,
Rhone 666
After she was in the car. with for hls company made It possible
Dickie on the seat beside her. Ains to sit without talking (taring the
worth leaned against It with hls picture. Joyce deliberately shut her
arms still around her and gave her eyes to the sartorial allurements
of the picture and returned in spirit i
a final kiss.
"Can't I do the calling next time? to the little shack on the lonely |
We've got some serious talking to hillside.
Before the next afternoon she
do about this situation of ours. Tell
me where this mysterious aunt of was torn by s u f h longing to see
Robert that she set out for Nell's
yours lives!"
Eggimaun'H fountain la prepared to serve you an
Joyce dropped her eyes suddenly. mother's house In dragging rebel
am azing list of »oft drink» any day In the year: Mixing
“Oh—please let's leave things as lion. Even Mrs. Packard's gentle
gratitude and pleasure failed whol
they are!”
drink» 1« our »|teclalty we alway» m ake them like
AH at once she realised the am- ly to rout her constant sense of
you like them.
biguousness of ber position. "I'll frustration.
This »tore render» first aid to the »umnier pic
"I wonder whether something Is
come again In a day or two.”
She was thankful for the uncon going wrong In the business," Mrs
nicker» lee cream , candle», cookie» and emergency
ventional slant that made him ans Parkard remarked In the course of
ration» are on hand here at all time». Special (Nicker»
wer cheerfully. "Oh. all right. I the afternoon. "Nell .hasn’t been
for hulk Ice cream for picnic» and other large g a th e r
have to go up to the city for a day himself leiely.”
ing»
"I don’t know,” replied Joyce, "he
or two. I think It's next Tuesday."
hasn't
said
anything
to
me
and
I
"Oh, no, don't . . . don't stay away
think the business is all right" She
long," begged Joyce.
"But you’ll come before I go? knew only too well what was the
Good Lord, it's four whole days till cause of Nell's depression but she
"Where tbs Bervlce Is Different"
could not tell hls mother.
then!"
"Please don't worry about Nell
Even though she knew it was
too much,” she said gently, "I feel
late, Joyce drove home slowly.
It was maddening to have to go sure this Is Just a temporary thing
out to dinner' at the Carters'. It There may be some business deal
was to be a more or less formal in the air that Neil Is brooding over
affair followed by a "theatre party.” a little. He'll come out all right."
Mrs. Packard looked as If she
Both Mr. and Mrs. Carter were
devoted to Neil, but their aversion were grateful for Joyce's effort to
relieve her mind but not wholly
to Frills was only thinly veiled.
When she was ready to go, Joyce convinced that the matter was so
sat at ber dressing table and stared dimple as it sounded.
When Nell arrived, Joyce Insisted
dreamily at. herself, wondering
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F ly S p ra y
SCOTT’S DRUG STORE
Tuesday, Sept. 5th !
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Plenty to Drink
R G G IM A N N ’S
-By Albert T. Reid
He knows where his
next meal is coming from
S afe in the electric refrigerator
—kept at a temperature always below 50 degrees is the fresh
milk so necessary to this young fellow’s health. Safe, too, is
the food for the whole family. Also, in purchasing an elec
tric refrigerator his mother was thinking not only o f safety
but also o f economy.
She counted on keeping fresh food that might otherwise
spoil. . . the knew that left-overs could be kept and made
into new tatty dishes for later meals. . . she planned on pur
chasing in larger quantities, buying at Saturday prices and
keeping the food in the refrigerator umil wanted later. The
elec tric re frig e ra to r you want will probably never he so
cheap again. See your dealer today.
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