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Washington, D. C.
DESPERATE TEN SCARCITY
It hasn’t leaked out yet, but aftei
years of delay, and after facing
what may be a desperate tin short
age, the state department is about
to negotiate a contract with the Bo
livian government for the purchase
of about half of Bolivia’s tin output.
This tin ore will be shipped to the
United States for refining in newly
established tin smelters.
This is a big achievement for Bo
livian Minister Guachalla who, for
four years, has been hammering
home at the state department the
idea that Bolivia has something
which the United States needs vi
tally.
But it by no means solves the tin
problem for the United States, for
Bolivia’s production meets only
about one-half of this country’s nor
mal requirements.
To tide over the present tin cri
sis, the national defense commission
contracted to buy 75,000 tons of re
fined tin from the Dutch and British
East Indies. This is enough to last
for one year, but the question is,
will it ever be delivered?
The answer is doubtful. Only 12,-
000 tons can arrive by January 1,
and even this may be held up by
German defeat of England or a Jap
anese blitzkrieg on the Dutch East
Indies.
Most amazing feature of the deal
is that the national defense com
mission is not attempting to buy
new tin ore from the Far East, but
only the refined, metallic tin. In
other words, the tin is to be refined
in the Far East, then shipped here.
Reason for this is: (1) because the !
British put a 50 per cent tax on the
export of crude ore to keep us from
setting up a tin smelting business
of our own; and (2) because the
state department still is following a
policy of dealing gently with British
interests.
In other words, while we will set
up a system of temporarily smelt- 1
ing Bolivian tin in the United States,
the British still will attempt to hang
on to their monopoly by smelting
as much as possible themselves — j
and up to a point high U. S. offi
cials seem reluctant to break away
from the British system.
• • *
NEW AGRICULTURE
SECRETARY
It looks as if Franklin Roosevelt
was going to play the cards close to
his chest and go into the campaign 1
without much enlargement of his of
ficial family. For his new secretary j
of agriculture, replacing Henry Wal
lace, will be promoted from the
ranks.
He is Claud R. Wickard of Indi- |
ana, now undersecretary of agricul- j
ture, an able gentleman, but carry
ing no political weight and of no
great help to Roosevelt or Wallace j
in a presidential year. Paul H. Ap
pleby, Wallace’s right hand assist
ant, and the man who vigorously
urges Wickard’s promotion, will step
up as undersecretary.
• • ♦
AMBASSADOR CUDAHY
New recipe for political success:
get a diplomatic post, speak out of
turn, take a spanking for it, then
announce for political office.
The recipe was set by James H.
R. Cromwell, whose remarks as
minister to Canada brought him a
state department reprimand. He is
now running for the Senate.
Same recipe apparently may be
followed by John Cudahy, ambassa
dor to Belgium, who rode in high
spirits through his White House rep
rimand the other day, and is being
urged for governor of Wisconsin.
In fact, the President himself, be
fore the “spanking” was over, urged
Cudahy to run.
• ♦ ♦
WILLKIE REVAMPS CAMPAIGN
MACHINERY
In some G. O. P. quarters Will
kie’s protracted western stay drew
discreet but critical protests. He
was wasting valuable time, came
the complaints, handling too much
organizational detail himself.
It was true that the tousle-haired
Republican standard bearer did oc
cupy himself extensively with organ
ization details. But he did not waste
time—as plenty of old-line Republi
can politicos are privately, and very
grumpily, attesting. He was far too
busy to suit them or see much of i
them.
For the big untold story behind
Willkie’s long and mysterious labors
in Colorado is that he completely I
revamped the traditional G. O. P. I
campaign maqhinery.
It’s a closely guarded secret but
under the new set-up, the Republi- .
can national committee and its na- J
tion-wide network of state and local
units, made up largely of veteran |
professionals, have been relegated
to a secondary role.
Playing first fiddle in Willkie’s new
organization are the 800 Willkie clubs
dotting every state, and the “inde
pendent Democrats” organization
Aeaded by ex-Roosevelt office hold- 1
<■ irs Johnny Hanes, former under
secretary of the treasury, and Lewis
Douglas, former budget director. Di
rectly controlled by Willkie and his
personal lieutenants, these are the
organizations on which he is depend
ing to carry him into the White
House.
He is convinced that to be elected
he must win the big “floating” mass
of indeoendent votes.
GENERAL
HUGHS,
JOHNSON
|]l Jour:
Washington, D. C.
THIS MAN WILLKIE
Three days of observation of Wen
dell Willkie have been eye-openers
to me—well as I thought I knew
him. This column isn’t going to
make the mistake it made in 1936
and take a strong partisan position.
But it feels a certain sense of re
sponsibility for insisting on the avail
ability of this man for almost two
years and getting a good many rasp
berries for its alleged “goofiness.”
The "eye-opener” was this guy’s
sturdy independence. I think he is
another, but a pleasanter, Grover
Cleveland. I sensed, and sometimes
saw, the strongest kinds of pulls
and pressures applied to him in
j these few days. Some of them were
from the mightiest of political lead
ers. Others were of the modern
telegraph-barrage variety—“ Spea
king for 6,000,000 farmers, we urge”;
“Speaking for 21,000,000 Catholics,
we demand”; “As representative of
13,000,000 Negroes we ask”; “If you
won’t do so-and-so, you will lose New
York state and the whole Atlantic
seaboard.”
The candidate answers genially
and courteously. He checks facts
from every source he can command.
He continues to pursue the even
tenor of his way and thought with a
smiling urbanity that seems a mira
cle to me. I know only one other
man who could take such pushing,
pulling and pawing with as much
good nature, as little disturbance of
his convictions and as little loss of
sleep. His name is Franklin Roose
velt.
I do not for a moment mean to
suggest that Wendell Willkie is a
stubborn dogmatist. He is just the
1 reverse of that. He has the usual
business habit of putting up an alert
defensive to any professional sales
talk. But he also uses the efficient
I business man’s practice of overlook
' ing no promising “proposition” and
1 of getting every fact and expert
opinion available before he decides.
There has been a good deal of spec
ulation about why I went to Colorado
I Springs. Mr. Willkie asked me to
1 come to give my opinion on cer
tain aspects of the farm, labor and
defense problems, with all of which
I have had some experience and
have expressed strong views.
Well, he winnowed whatever
brains I have with a fine-tooth comb,
so far as I know accepted nothing,
put up as able and well informed
debate as I have yet encountered—
and left me in complete ignorance
as to his final judgment.
To me, all this seems a good sign.
The greatest blunder in a recent
I government has been, I think, a
j sort of trout-like snapping at and
| swallowing whole of any attractive
brainstorm, with little or no attempt
to get an objective analysis or hear
any worthwhile contrary opinion.
Of one thing I am sure. Nobody
is going to shove this shaggy Hoosier
around, sell him any gold bricks or
push him off of any important moral
position, for the sake of any expedi
ent political advantage. The latter
has, to my knowledge, been vainly
attempted with dire threats of de
feat if Willkie did not instantly
knuckle. He just laughed.
He has another quality of Franklin
Roosevelt. Nobody rejected ever
goes away mad. But while the Pres
ident accomplishes this by saying,
“Yes, yes, yes—you are perfectly
right,” and then acts just as he
pleases; Mr. Willkie somehow man
ages to keep them cheerful with
something like: “Yours received and
contents noted. I will study it care
fully. Just now it looks lousy”—or
“attractive,” as the case may be.
I still say he would be a great
President.
• * *
THOSE 50 DESTROYERS
NEW YORK.—The fight to sell 50
of our destroyers to Britain is led
by the two whirling dervishes of
the third-term assault on American
! tradition—the glamorous Senators
Josh Lee and Claude Pepper. Each
has a right to be as fanatical as he
pleases—as Pepper is for Old Doc
Townsend’s cruel deceit of the
aged; as Josh is for the uncompen
sated confiscation of property.
Both schemes would wreck beyond
repair the economic strength of this
country in a time of great danger.
During our Civil war, Great Brit
' ain permitted swift Confederate
commerce destroyers to be fitted out
| in British ports. They gave the final
j push to our once-supreme merchant
I marine—a blow from which it never
recovered. Our protests continued
for years. The British finally ad
; mitted that for this sort of illegal
participation in undercover war, the
j offending country is responsible in
damages for every loss its unlawful
act has imposed.
Apart from any such quibbling as
Josh L*e is doing to make a mock
ery of statutory and treaty obliga-
I tions, let’s not overlook the Ala
bama claims. They involved, in the
main, only two wooden ships. What
would 50 destroyers involve?
There are some vital factual ques
tions which should be considered
against all this juramentado third
term hokum.
Are these vessels “obsolete”? If
so, how can it be urged that the
life of the British navy depends on
them?
HOUSTON HOME JOURNAL. PERRY, GEORGIA
Kathleen Norris Says:
Is This Woman a Fool?
(Bell Syndicate—WNU Service.)
They never think what it does to a wife to spend all her waking hours in the
presence of three small, restless, demanding children and an Armenian girl of nine
teen whose great interest is the Thursday night dance.
By KATHLEEN NORRIS
WHEN I was a girl the
burning question was
that of franchise for
women. In that day everyone—
men and women both—thought
there was some argument
about it. Women were fit to do
all the hard work in the world,
and the few who struggled
through law or medical courses
invcyiably came out ahead of
the men in class work, but there
was a general impression that
no matter how estimable and
lovable members of the weaker
sex were, they shoujdn’t have
any authority.
Nothing to say about schools,
or politics, or business, or hous
ing, or morality. The only
voices that could speak on these
topics were those of men. In
the delicate questions of their
souls, of their ailments, of in
comes and responsibilities,
women must be guided by men.
Women are not yet awake. They
are still being led blindfolded
through life by the all-controlling
males. But at least they are stir
ring in their sleep, and political re
sponsibility, being granted a short
20 years ago, has encouraged them
to work for recognition in higher
positions and in statecraft.
Future Holds More Freedom.
Twenty years! Biologically one
Second. In a hundred years they
will only have begun to grasp the
full power of their shackles and to
take their rightful places as a sex,
prisoned too long in a world of false
conditions; conditions made by men
only, and for which both men and
women pay.
Women are gregarious. They like
community life. Generations ago
young mothers would have united
their interests, gotten together
groups of babies, commissioned a
few mothers in turn to do the tend
ing, cook the spinach, watch the
sleepers, and so have freed two
thirds of the other mothers for sev
eral days housekeeping, sewing,
study and relaxation each week.
But man, jealous and monopolis
tic, decreed that each woman should
have her own little separate estab
lishment. His business is run on
a cheerful, companionable, group
unit plan. But until some 30 years
ago no wife ever touched money of
her own; it was doled out to her in
dollars and half-dollars, for shoes
and gas and meat. She dared not
even dream of a Babies club, in
which she and her congenial friends
and a group of happy chfcdren might
share the nursery years. No, her
man decreed, consciously or uncon
sciously, that the only companion
she might have in her long tiring
days was some ignorant young for
eigner.
Work Could Be Organized.
If women’s work could be organ
ized as men’s work is; with centers
where small children flourished un
der the care of their own mothers;
with a garden, a playground, a
well-equipped attic for rainy days,
reading hours, music, language
study, there would be happier
homes, less divorce, less nerves, less
psychoses. Women hunger for this
economic, safe, inspiring solution for
the small-years problem, but men
still frown it down. They never
think what it does to a wife to spend
all her waking hours in the presence
of three small, restless, demanding
children and an Armenian girl of 19
whose great interest is the Thurs
day night dance.
And women, still taking men’s or-
EQUALITY
Kathleen Norris makes a plea for
equality of women with men. She
deplores the state of unconscious vas
salage in which many women live.
Their lives are constantly being regu
lated by domineering husbands who
don’t realize they are acting as tyrants
over their beloved wives. Miss Norris
studies the serious problem raised by
this deplorable condition and offers
advice on how it can be solved.
ders, don’t go quietly ahead and
live their lives as they want to.
Their only way out is quarrels and
divorce. But I believe many a wom
an would find herself out of the
woods of headaches, depression,
nerves, discontent, if she sat down
seriously today—or better, took a
long walk, while pondering the ques
tion, “What changes in our lives
would make me happy? What would
I LIKE to do?”
Almost always the answer is near
er than she thinks.
Set in His Ways.
“My husband is the best man in
the world,” a Philadelphia wife once
wrote me, “but he is set. He hates
anything out of the way. For ex
ample when two summers ago I
clipped my little girls’ hair quite
short, for their comfort and my con
venience in the hot weather, he was
so angry and so long resentful that
I paid dearly for it, and so did the
girls. This year they wear curls,
a great care for mother. Our boy is
six months old, and as I do all my
own work I was glad to get the
baby-pen into commission again. But
Kent has decided that the pen may
curb the baby’s natural daring, as
he grows, and he won’t let me use it.
“We have a pleasant back yard
with maples and elms in it, and I
have hedges around the clotheslines
and the barrels. Often I would like
to serve lunch or supper there, for
the birds do the clearing up and I
can make a meal a picnic, with pa
per cups and napkins. But this con
ventional man of mine is always
conscious of the few back windows
of neighbors’ houses that overlook
the yard; some one MIGHT be look
ing down on us and our hamburgers!
“Kent hands me his pay check
every week; he doesn’t drink; he
loves his wife and children. We
save, and we own a lovely roomy
home. But it is trying to be checked
at so many turns, and I am won
dering if you ever had a problem
like mine to solve, and what is the
cure.
Regimented Living.
“I must not send poems to the
evening paper, because it embar
rasses him. The children are never
permitted to see the ‘funnies’ in the
Sunday paper. No caller must ever
be in the house when Kent gets
home. If I telephone a friend he
keeps up an undertone: ‘Cut that,
dear. You’ve been six minutes—
you’ve been seven minutes.’ If I
suggest a movie he is apt to say
kindly, ‘I don’t think that with all
you’ve had to do today you want to
sit in a hot movie.’ Never in the
nine years since my oldest was born
has he stayed at home and let me
go anywhere at night.
“But we all love our daddy, and
this is not complaint,” the letter end
ed. “It’s only that if he would be
a little less critical, we would all be
so happy.”
This letter is about six years old.
I quote it as a perfect illustration
of the state of vassalage in which
some women unconsciously live. The
man neither knew he was a tyrant,
nor the woman that her life was be
ing robbed cf all its bloom. And
of course the result was tightened
nerves and half-conscious resent
ment on her part, and the encour
agement of his messianic complex to
an insufferable point.
*T fril'Phillipr Jr
(“Nazi Germany has prohibited the
enameling of nails by women, also lip
rouge and the wearing of slacks in public.
It brands these customs as pagan,”—
News item.)
To slaughter and to pillage
Is quite a proper course;
One bombs the Red Cross emblem
Without the least remorse;
To lie and trick and threaten
Is something big and fine
But polished nails and lip rouge-*
They are a pagan sign!
11.
To tear up written treaties—
Ah, that is quite okay;
To break the solemn promise—
It’s done by us each day!
To jump on little nations
Is not wrong in the least,
But lacquer on a lady—
It truly marks the beast!
111.
Machine-gunning the aged
Is something done in stride;
Great racial persecutions
Just help to swell our pride;
A blitzkrieg is a process
Most civilized and gay—
But fingernails when colored
They mark the heathen way.
IV.
To set the world on fire
Is quite a normal act;
To terrorize a planet
Is normal; it’s a fact!
The U-boat and the bomber
We do not think unkind
But slacks upon a woman
Reveal a savage mind.
V.
A gas mask on a baby,
Ah, there’s a pretty sight!
An ambulance when burning
Is perfectly all right;
A child in bombproof shelter
Is nothing very sad,
But lip rouge on a woman—
Ach, Gott! but that is bad!
* ♦ ♦
Tokyo is terribly indignant be
cause Uncle Sam has decided not
to sell her any more gasoline. Na
tions that chase democracies up
dark alleys and run over them every
chance they get can’t see what on
earth could make a democracy stop
furnishing the gas and oil.
* • •
HOME EMERGENCY
The way the Yanks are goiqg, why
Isn’t it a good idea to forget about
giving those 50 destroyers to Eng
land and give them to Joe Mc-
Carthy?
« • *
The question put by the French
court to all those former leaders will
be obviously, “Do you plead guilty
or guilty?”
* * •
The treasury department reports
that there were only 50 Americans
in 1938 with incomes of more than
a million dollars. And nobody is
more surprised over it than tha
Americans with the incomes.
* * *
NEW VERSION
You are a guardsman now,
You are a guardsman now;
To stay in one state
Your chance isn’t great—
You are a guardsman now.
* • •
Quentin Reynolds calls General
De Gaulle “The Man Who Didn’t
Quit.” He’s one Gaulle, says Dinah
Shore, whom Hitler would like to
divide into three parts.
♦ ♦ *
Nothing stumps Mayor LaGuardia
of New York. Now he addresses
200 housewives on how to cook and
run a home. “Never throw away a
soupbone,” he warns. “It isn’t
economy.” “Cook a pie,” advises
the mayor, “only when you have a
roast on, so that you will save
fuel.” “Nonsense,” cries Elmer
Twitchell, the great pastry lover.
“Never cook a roast unless you
have a pie on.”
• * •
Nothing in years has made us feel
that our national safety is so in
secure as the recent newspaper and
newsreel pictures of threa pudgy,
middle-aged United States congress
men on their knees, aiming army
rifles at cameras, and all under the
caption, “Study United States De
fenses.”
* • •
PROOFS THAT IT’S A CRAZY
WORLD
Neville Chamberlain says he is not
for appeasement.
A Democrat has won the Repub
lican nomination for the presidency.
Adolf Hitler is spending the sum
mer in Paris.
The Brooklyn baseball club looks
like a pennant winner.
Henry Ford has said “Yes” to a
proposition from President Roose
velt.
The Foch peace car is now in Ber
lin.
Strange Facts
YAH One-Sided I
400 Trees Apiece
* Bordering the U. S. •
C. One-sidedness in a person is
shown not only in the use of the
hand, but also in the use of the
eye and the foot. In other words
a left-handed individual will nor
mally use his left eye to look into
a microscope and his left foot to
kick an object out of the way.
C. The quantity of wood that the
average person utilizes during the
course of his life—in house con
struction, furniture, musical in
struments, motorcars, sporting
goods, pencils, magazines, news
papers, books and other paper ar
ticles—is equivalent to that of
about 400 large trees.
C. When the moon is a crescent
the light that makes the whole disk
faintly visible is earthshine, or the
sunlight that is reflected by the
earth. At that time of the month
earthshine on the moon is estimat
ed to be 12 times as bright as the
light of a full moon on the earth.
C. Although the land area of Can
ada is nearly 500,000 square miles
larger than that of the United
States, almost 90 per cent of its
population live within 200 miles of
the American border.—Collier’s.
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He went down to the school with
a glimmering of another lesson in
his heart—the lesson that he who
has conquered his own spirit has
conquered the whole outward
world.—Hughes.
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Later Learning
It’s what we learn after we
think we know it all that counts.—
W. R. Morris.
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It is far easier to know men
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Earth’s noblest thing, a woman
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