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Show Page 10 January 25 CABINET MEMBERS SHOULD BE ALLOWED TO SIT IN CONGRESS As our government is now constituted there can be no cooperation between the cabinet members and Congress, because neither body has anything in co nmon with the other. The cabinet members are given the authority to draw up legislation and then they must turn it over to a congressman to "see it through." Tli i s is one of the most cumbersome defects in our present system of government. Ninety per cent of the bills which are introduced into Congress have direct bearing upon the departments of the President's cabinet. Because cabinet members are the heads of th"ir various departments, they must become, immediately, the best authority upon subjects pertaining to their department. Yet after they have drawn up legislation they must give it to a congressman who in turn gives it to a committee to study. If cabinet members were allowed to sit in congress, they could give information upon bills, and one of the cabinet members could be selec-teted to personally head the committees on bills pertaining to his department. Thus congress would get first hand information upon the bills from an authoritative point. There would be other virtues of having cabinet member sit in congress. It would encourage team play between both houses, since it would supply leadership in both houses. The cleverest members would become more proficient in their respective fields, for only in this way could they influence congress. Therefore, since cubinet members are the best authorities upon the subjects pertaining to their own departments and ninety per cent of the bills introduced into congress have direct bearing upon 'hese departments, since ic would bring abou. team pl.'.y and cooperation between the two houses, cabinet members should be allowed to sit in congress. Roy Ross From a distance her clo,hes made h?r look very ordinary; should one judge by her shaggy, black tarn probably sh, looked less than ordinary; yet from closer view a well-tailored tweed coat by its many brushings and pressings and mendings gave evidence of a fierce attempt at respectability. Her feet slipped from the dep-these of highly glazed walking-shoes as she marched down the street. Stilt-legs were covered by hose of a fuzzy textpure. A bottle-blue purse bulged from beneath her clamed arm, and its fringed lining mingled with the end of a uelated red scarf whose black stripes had wept upon their companion white and yellow bars. As she turned the corner, the last impression she left was one of admiration for her thriftiness. Norma Meyers BOOK REVIEW The "Magnificent Obsession" by Floyd Douglas has been acclaimed as a book with an entertaining, live story and also a purpose. Yet it does not leave us with the impression of having given us a moral lecture; it leaves us with an inspiration. Mr. Douglas puts forth an entirely original idea--he attempts to show his readers a way to live life--a life of benefit to themselves by helping others. Each character in the book who falls victim to the magnificent obsession attempts to show someone else the sa t i s f ac t i on t o be obtained and the true happiness to be found. Each chapter is more interesting than the preceding one. Throughout the entire book there is a suggestion of fascinating mystery; one keeps wondering what it is that seems to remake the lives of the characters and to give them new hope and inspiration. Read this book on my recommendation. Alice Dunn REMINISCENT A vast blue sky stretching out of sight behind the protective mountains. The haystack, fragrant, smelly, and warm, bathed in the sweet spring sunshine . . . round, red apples ... a gentle crunching as they are lazily masticated by two dreamy-eyed girls in coveralls, one a distinctive brunett, the other blond, both peace ftl, gazing up at the cloudless sky. A gray, weather-beaten derrick makes a comfortable perch for a sleepy, white rooster who occasionally bestirs himself to shake his fine plumage and to crow lustily, shaking the silence which is outherwise disturbed only by the low buzz of the bees in the hayloft. Now and again a sliver winged bird flashes across the immeasurable space. Meaningless words waver be tween the girls . . . dreamy . . . peaceful . . . warm. Everything softened and made unreal by dreams common th i ngs --r omant i c dreams. Noon . . . the gentle lowing of a cow an swered by a lonely calf . . . the day dozes on . . . apples . . . red apples. A white fleecy cloud--a magic carpet floating over the pine treeson the mountain heights. Sleep . . . silence . . . peace. Finally the sun moves on, leaving a chill on the air and causing a vigorous stirring of bodies and a surprised flickering of eyelids. Brown eyes and blue eyes meet in a happy smile which changes immediately into a gay, real life. The sheep are coming home--action and bustle in the barnyard. The spell is broken. Dahl i a De St. Jeor No man lives without jostling and being jostled; in all ways he has to elbow himself through the world, giving and receiving offense. Carlyle |