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PAPE TWO TtlltRHDAY. REPTEMBBR 14, 198» THE SPRINGFIELD NEWS THE SPRINGFIELD NEWS Published Every Thuasday at SprlncHeld. Lane County. Oregon, by THE WILLAMETTE PRESS 'AKENE Food for a King H. E. MAXEY. Editor ■atered aa second slaw matter. February 14. I»03. at the postufflcs. Springfield. Oregon M A IL S U B S C R IP T IO N R A T E One Year In Advance ....... 11.60 Two Years In Advance __ 1X60 81* Months .......................-... 11.00 Three Months ................. 60c THURSDAY. SEPTEMBER 14. 1»33 BETTER DISTRIBUTION INSTEAD OF TAXES We wish the state and nation would pay more attention to distribution rath er than trying to wring the last tax dollar out of over-burdened tax payers, because from now on it seems that new taxes m ust fall largely on the poor. The rich, except for the governm ent tax-exem pt bonds, are being pretty thoroughly soaked. In the face of hunger, nakedness and 4 a n t, it does not seem reasonable to us th at pigs m ust be destroyed, the third row of corn plowed under, cotton crops reduced and farm ers paid to keep w heat lands out of production. Certainly we have more of food and clothing than we have of money. It then follows it will be easier to give in these goods than in money. The fault is merely with the m ethod of distribu tion—and, nobody can remedy this but the state and nation. We will agree there is overproduction in term s of ability to buy and th at the supply must be cut in order to raise prices. But prices can not be raised from the backs of the starlin g . T hat fact might as well be recognized and this element eliminated from price-fixing consideration. To us it is far better to feed the hungry and clothe the naked from the surplus than to destroy that surplus, creating an economic w aste any way one can figure. It is certainly more hum ane to relieve the suffering and much more con ducive to orderly government. There is a demand for a special session of the legisla ture for the purpose of raising money. The legislators we have talked to readily admit they do not know any more now about m aking a tax bill than they did a t last session and none of their critics have offered any practical solu tion. Then why have an extra session? It will only re sult in extra expense and no fair tax m easure. W hatever bill is form ulated, no doubt, will face the referendum . We believe th a t if the hungry are fed out of the surplus then there will be no surplus, and in time prices will rise as high as by any controlled method of production and on a more stable basis. If the governm ent is going to have an investm ent in this surplus of tax money, collected from you and I. it might as well have the use of these goods to feed and clothe its needy citizens. To our minds it is wicked to destroy. There are m any ways this surplus handling for the needy m ight be worked out. One, we believe practical, would be for a civilians conservation corps to be recruited out of the unemployed farm hands, to go into the fields the governm ent is leasing to keep idle, and produce the food necessary to feed the hungry. Other corps members m ight go into idle factories and produce the clothing nec essary’ to clothe the naked. In neither of these activities would the governm ent be com peting directly with private industry. The ward of charity is neither a paying costum er of the farm er, the m erchant or m anufacturer. We think this solution is better than trying to wring more tax dollars out of people who simply have not the money to pay. The hugh tax delinquencies should be ample proof of th a t fact. • ------------ e—- ------- SAVING IS ESSENTIAL People who write about economics divide all the things which people spend money for into two classes: “consum er goods” and “capital goods.” Consumer goods, as we under stand it, include everything that people use up and have to replace in a shorter or longer time, such as stockings, auto mobiles, radio sets, and food. Capital goods are things bought for the purpose of m aking them earn som ething for the buyer. In this class would come w orkm en's tools, factories and m achinery, buildings of all kinds, toll bridges, power plants, business trucks and anything else th at will earn or save money for the owner. Most of the talk in connection with the N. R. A. and the “buy now ” appeal seem s to be about consum er goods. Of course, there m ust be trade in consum er goods, but it is our notion th a t real prosperity has always been based upon large investm ents in capital goods. Railroad locomotives and cars are capital goods; they earn money. Perhaps the railroads can ’t buy any more rolling stock until the traffic in consum er goods is enough to keep their present equip m ent busy; but we m ention th at to indicate th a t the real re turn of prosperity will begin when we hear of new factories, new houses, new ships and other sorts of capital goods be ing produced in large volume everywhere. Capital, for the larger part, consists of the accum ulated surplus of great num bers of people, deposited in banks or invested in shares of corporations, where it can be handled in large volume, to finance the purchase of capital goods. That sort of capital is still accum ulating. Savings bank deposits, for example, have increased greatly in the past year. So have investm ents in the shares of the sound in dustrial corporations; which provide the only way in which the average m an can participate in the growth and develop m ent of the nation’s business and industry. The new laws regulating banks and the sale of securi ties should m ake it safer than ever for the “little fellow” to put part of his surplus into them. We should like to hear W ashington, while it is talking about spending, do some serious talking about saving and investing. We do not believe genuine, sound prosperity will be with us until there is a surplus above living expenses flowing from the income of every worker into these pools of capital, and the huge annual investm ent in capital goods, which prevailed before the depression, is resumed. -------------- • -------------- FREEDOM GUARDED BY PRESS Next month there will he a celebration of the 200th anniversary of the trial of Peter Zenger, Zenger was the editor of the New York Weekly Journal, who dared to pub lish the report of an election against the orders of the Colonial Governor, William Cosby, whose candidate had been defeated. He was put in prison, but the Jury which tried him set him free, denying even to a Royal Governor the right to suppress the free expression of the truth. That was the first victory in a battle for the freedom of the press which began with the publication of the first newspaper, and is still going on. Authority has always tried to make the press subservient to its will. So long as the press is free to tell the people the tru th about w hat Government is doing or trying to do, hum an liberties are safe. Suppress the press and those in power can do what they like. The first act of a dictator Is always to put the newspapers under restraint. ------------ «------------ DOUBLE-HARNESS FOR FORD? Henry Ford has been front page news for m any years. His peace expedition during the war, his Model-T, his profit sharing plans, and now the N. R. A. have all contributed to ward free advertising for him. W hether he will be success ful or not in his hold-out with the N. R. A. rem ains to be seen. We are inclined to think he will, because the condi tions in his factories are far above the minimum laid down by the governm ent. His signing is a technicality so far as employment is concerned but a big item to him from the standpoint of freedom and price-fixing by the automobile code. W’e doubt if “ public opinion will crack down on Mr. Ford” as the adm inistrator indicated. After all you can not say in one breath that the N. R. A. is a voluntary coopera tive plan and in the next demand th a t all m ust sign up. T h a t’s neither consistent nor democratic. let- cream nerved al Egglmaiti»’« I h the very beat, both In quality and tattle. It I h it delight to eat good lee cream and It I h a leading health total In hot weather. tllN O R t BARRY ® »» «•< Synopsis — Joyce Ashton, poor »tenocrapher. suffered loss ot uieta orv In a »kidding taxicab accident In Chicago One morning 4wu year» later »ho woke, after a fall from her horse, her memory reatored. to find herself, as Frill», the wife of Nell Packard, rich California trull packer. f»hc determined to tell no body ot her predicament but aet about learning what «he could of her life In the Interval. From the conversation of her friends and let ters In her desk she gathered that she had been a heartless, pleasure loving young woman One letter that troubled her was from a wo man signing herself. Sophie, blam ing Frills for not giving a home to a baby Sophie waa caring tor. Could It be her baby. Frills 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 waa 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 thia line waa dangerous, too, for Noll was pathe tically anxious to win back Frill's love. At hla 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. DnAday he started to make love to her. Later, Joyce and Nell, out riding, are come upon by Ains worth Cornered. Joyce makes full confession.—her loss of memory and Its restoration. When Nell ac cuses Joyce and Ainsworth of being In love, Ainsworth makes a "grace less-’ exit, leaving Joyce ot explain. NOW GO ON WITH STORY----- . "That's true all right, and you had me guessing too But of course Frills wasn't wild and reckless when I married her—you—say. I don't know who I did marry!" "That's what I've got to find out Nell! It's been driving mo nearfy craxy. and now at last I've had the courage to tell the truth, as far as I know It. Will you tell me. Nell, how you met Frills and all that?” "Why, at Joe and’ Malsle Tur ner's. of course! Don't you really remember. Frills — er. I mean Joyce? Gosh, this gets my goat. I feel as tho we'd gone absolutely nutty----- ” "I felt that way when I first woke up and found myself Mrs. Pack ard,” she said gently, "but I've lived with <he Idea so long that I've gotten a bit used to It. Tell me about the Turners." "Why. It was their car that ran Into your taxi In Chicago. Joe was running for some political office at the time, and he was very anxious to keep out of the papers in any way that might bring him any un pleasant publicity, so he gave the police a tip, I suppose, and got them to allow you to be taken to his house instead of to a hospital. You were unconscious a couple of days, and when you woke up you were In a dazed condition. I rem ember Maisie saying they thought you never would say a word, and how queer It made them feel, hav ing some one lying there conscious, but Just looking at the walls with out saying anything.” "Fancy! That was me, and 1 don't remember any more about It than If It had never happened!" "Joe and Maisie had a time find ing out who you were. The doctor said Just to leave you alone and you'd come around all right. And, sure enough, that was what hap pened, or what everybody thought had happened. "The Turners were lively, enter tained a lot, plenty of money and all that, and as soon as you were well they Introduced you around to their friends. You made a hit with every one, and that tickled them My coUBln Lawton Packard's wife was a great friend of Maisie, and I’d met her and Joe a number of times In Manzanita, and they’d al ways told me to look them up If I was ever In Chicago. It struck me to do It one time; I called them up and Joe Invited me out to dinner that night, throwing a lot of dark hints about a swell girl who was staying with them. I went, and It was you I met—Florence Hilton was the name. I took a terrible tumble, and In a couple of weeks we were engaged. "I kept stringing out the busi ness In Chicago, and finally—I rem ember now that It was your own sugge tlon! — we were married right away, before we left town, and you came back to Manzanita as Mrs. Nell Packard!" Joyce had been spellbound by Nell’s recital. It was all so queer and unreal, and she felt her head swimming by the strangeness of It. “Didn’t you ask me anything about who I was, and all that, when you wanted to marry me? How did I act? Was I like the FVlIls I've heard about, or more like Joyce?” “Well, you see, every one treated you with kid gloves, so to speak, on account of this accident,” said Neil, "It was understood that you’d had a great shock, and that you mustn't be pressed. The doctor kept saying, Just leave her alone and she’ll come around all right. All this mystery was very exciting, you understand—we all got a great kick out of It . . . I remember I wanted to ask you a lot of things when we were first engaged, but you said to me, ‘Nell, you’ve got to trust me There are some things I can't tell you, and you mustn’t ask me about who I am and all that. ft There's nothing I'm ashamed of, with his riding crop. Her husband I and » m e day I expi-ct 1 11 tell you was, In a sense, offering her to her all there Is to tell.'" A shade pass ed over Nell's face. "I always thought you would tell me. hut you never did . . ," Joyce watched mm excitedly The strange story gripped them, so that realities were seen through a base. "l)h. Nell. I think I see It all now, don't you? Frills Just couldn't re member hack! She was trying to remember all the time, and she couldn't! It must have been awful for her. mustn't It? When did she change, when did she get reckless and wild’" "I guess that came gradually," Nell answered with puckered brow, "1 can't remember any special time when It began. First she took to drinking more than I liked; that really worried me a lot. Then tt seemed as If she couldn't do stunts reckless enough, as If she were al most trying to kill herself! She drove her car at a breakneck speed, und got the wildest horse she could find to ride! And then there was Maitland............." Joyce made a quick movement. "Yes," she said softly, “don't go Into that, Nell I know; and I'll never forget It----- " “But — but — Joyce, you are Frills!“ It was Robert Ainsworth speaking, und Joyce and Nell turn ed to him with a start In their ab sorbing Interest In piecing togeth er the mystery of Frills, they had almost forgotten that he was there "Would you mlud telling me.” Neil asked Joyce politely. “Just where he comes Into this?" Joyce looked at Robert thought fully. The air of rather superior Insolence with which he had ap proached them was gone now. und she saw again the Robert Ains worth she knew He met her gaxe frankly, with disarming friendli ness. "I'm sorry. Joyce." be said, "I didn't understand. Will you forgive me?" He came over aud held out his hand, smiling charmingly He was like a little boy who. having shown his temper unreasonably, makes arrogant claim of a loving parent for pardon. “Who the devil are you, any way?” asked Neil petulantly. "I don't want to crab. Joyce, but wasn't it a bit thick, letting him hear all this?” "Robert Ainsworth is the great novelist. Nell. Haven't you ever hear of him?” Nell shook his head "Never.” he said. "What does he do besides write? And. once more, how does he come Into all this?" "He comes Into this. Nell because 1 happened to have met him since —since the accident on Fire Queen, and because I happened to like him rather more than ordinarily." Nell fixed his gaze on a distant pine tree. “Do you mean that you’re In love with him. Frills?" Instead of answering his ques tion, Joyce said sharply, "I wish you'd make up your mind whether you want to call me 'Joyce' or Frills’ Nell!" She regretted her 111 temper at once, however und went on more agreeably, "oh. Nell, I don't know anything any more." "You are free, If you want to be, Joyce,” said Nell, drawing his lips together In the attitude of severe restraint that he assumed when Frills bad especially hurt him. "What about Ainsworth?” He turn ed to the other man. “Did you and Frills fix this all up between you?" Before Robert could answer, Joyce broke In. "Oh. no, no. Nell, please— I wasn't quite so beastly as all that. Nothing had been fixed UP—» • had simply, well, fallen In love, and there the matter stood." She looked at Robert and was hurt to find an amused smile lingering about his eyes. Joyce felt a profound shame creep over her. Nell had Just told her she was free, and yet Robert sat quietly, saying nothing, tensely digging holes In the soft ground lover who was making no move j to claim her. Was she being re | Jeeted by both men? Her nerves, strung tautly under the strain of I the entire morning, collapsed ut terly. and she felt th»t she would grow hysterical If she sat there another moment She sprung to her feet. "Well, now I've unmasked before both of you!" she cried, her voice trembl ing close to tears, "Goodbye!" Neil was ufter her In a moment. "Here. dear. I'll go hack with you "No. ao. please don't. Please leave me alone. For Heaven's sake. Neil. Let me be for Just a little while-------- " He fell hack, struck j by vehemence of her tone, and she sprang lightly In the saddle and galloped off. Once In her room. Joyce locked the door and flung herself down on a couch She felt crushed and hurl us she had at no time since she hud found herself Frills Packard Her disillusionment about Robert Aim worth was so profound that she felt she had lost all faith In humanity Every one seemed less noble, all life took on a menacing aud ruth less form Where could she go to find beauty, to find truth, to find fineness, if not In this man whom she had so ardently worshiped? That he should have regarded the situation at first as one to he treat ed with cynical levity was a fault that seemed to her graver than the grave She did not . , want . . . Robert Ainsworth • • • When she awoke tt was a cool evenlug. and she was shivering As she collected her thoughts she no ticed an envelope lying on the floor under her door It contained a note from Nell, and she read "Dear Joyce: — "When I got back I found a mes sage to go und see Mother She's not seriously III, but feeling badly and wanted to see me. I shun t tell her unythlng about us. of course We must talk everything over. I thought It might be better If I'd camp out somewhere else tonight. Please go to bed aud get a good rest. I'll see you tomorrow. "Nell." Joyce read this over several times, almost uncomprehending Al lust, however, she knew what she must do. She knew she must go away—that It wus the only thing for her to do. "I've been wrong to stick It out this long." she thought. “No won der I've gotten things Into such a meas!" It did her good to have some de finite work to do. n less than an hour she had bathed, dreased, und packed two bags with Frills' simp lest clothes and belongings. "It sems like stealing to be tak Ing them," she thought worriedly, "yet what can 1 do? Nell doesn’t want Frills' clothes—they won’t do him any good If I leave them. I'll have to find some sort of work right away, and I can't apply for It unless I m decently dressed. Of course I won't take any of Frills' Jewelry or anything of real value." Roxie met her at the foot of the stairs. "Excuse me, ma'am, hut Mr. Nell he said you’d he waking up after a time and we should have your dinner ready." "Very well, Roxie. Just serve It quickly in the dining room, please. And tell Bam I want to speak to him." Once Joyce had decided to leave, she felt she could not go quickly enough Hhe could not endure look Ing about Nell Packard's house, and reflecting that she would probably never see It again. Her only salva tlon was In acting at once. Hhe was grateful for the non chalance with which Sam received her orders, and for the lack of demonstration on the part of Roxie. Egglinunn H lee eream I h prepared either in brick or bulk, dish or cone. 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