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Show UINTAH BASIN RECORD k ( P- ?ecipe - 1.1 -- itht V 2. Mrs. Calvin Coolidgo an .C 3- ,rt? should never have been made In the first place. But congressional leaders were swept overboard by the big wave and as far as I am concerned have demonstrated again their lack of ability to keep their feet on the ground. I do not know what it presages in the way of future legislation. It may be that after the excitement has died down, congress will again debate legislation and work out proper laws but the start certainly has been inauspicious. If the first legislaWashington. of the new congress is to tive act measure its effi- its ciency and value as the poli cy making branch cf our government, there is no other conclusion than that our legislative body has sunk to a new low in its history. Of course, congress should not be judged by the mess it made irl rushing through a resolution barring further shipment of air- planes and engines to Spain but on side I hear criticism of the lack of common sense used in that Instance. . To recall some of the details, ..when congress convened there was . a wild and surging wave demanding that the United States remain neutral and. avoid entanglement in the Spanish crisis. Everywhere and on a million tongues was heard the cry that the United States should take no chances; it should take all the stitches in time that are .necessary to make certain that we will not get involved in a circumstance on European soil that threatens to become another 1914. It has been and is quite evident that the people of the United States are committed to a policy of peace, a" policy of neutrality. European developments have proceeded so slowly that even the merest tyro ' has' foreseen the ultimate clash be- tween communism and fascism about which I wrote In these col- limns some weeks ago. In other words, the European situation has developed after a manner that would epable preventative plans to be laid on this side of the Atlantic ocean. But congress, in attempting to insure our neutrality, did probably the most unneutral thing it could 'have done. In so doing, I believe . the consensus is that both house and senate demonstrated again the inability characterizing congresses of the last few years to appraise a complete picture. It yielded to what It believed to be the public demand without giving thought to the future. Let us analyze briefly what happened. The congress convened, as 1 have said, with an almost unanimous demand from the country for a definite and workable neutrality policy. It convened with two or three individual business units seeking to deliver shipments of airplanes and " loyalist engines to the troops in Spain. The exporters of these war materials sensed quick action by congress that would destroy their contracts. Naturally, they put on all speed to get the planes and engines out of this country ahead of an embargo. .Congress, like so many boys in a college football match, fell into the spirit of competition, a race. Plane Embargo - Well, the answer is that Robert Cuse succeeded in getting his planes and engines on Beats Em board ship and away from New to It York and beat in the race by twelve hours, a fact which congressional leaders knew when they enacted the resolution of embargo. So, it appears to be almost inexcusable that men of brains should have rushed a piece of legislation on through its channels containing an entire absence of neutrality in ' its very language. The resolution that was to prevent Mr. Cuse and several others from shipping airplanes and engines to Spain not only laid down the embargo which was its purpose but it laid down that embargo specifically against Spain. Now, to those not versed in international law, it may not be immediately evident how dangerous such a precedent is. International Jaw requires (and it is accepted everywhere among all nations) that there shall be no discrimination among nations unless those nations are declared to be belligerents. Spain has not been so declared. The war in Spain is a civil war insofar as it relates to any other nation , officially, Of course, it is a well ' known fact that troops from communist Russia and France are helping the so-called loyalist government in Spain. It is equally well known that fascist ' troops from Nazi Germany and fascist Italy are supporting the rebel liberal General Franco in Spain. These facts would seem to make the war in Spain something more than a civil war, which, indeed, it is, but as far as the United States is officially concerned, the war in Spain remains civil strife. And yet cur congress in the worst display of low grade intelligence witnessed In a long time, specifically places Spain in the category of a nation at war with another nation and says In a statute that certain commodities may not be shipped to that nation. To state this problem another way, it would have been exceedingly simple to have made the legislation apply to all nations and thereby to avoid cmbari assment. There wa3 time after the race with l.Ir. Cuse was lost to have made the correction of a mistake which nearly-com-murn- By FLOYD GIBBONS, I A G Western Newspaper Union, K K - WMJ Service. Bukhara and lies BEYOND Central Asia, Tashand from kent eastward stretches an ancient silk caravan road to Cathay. It winds across steppes, mountains, n and the boundary until it runs past the glamorous Central Asian metropolis of Kuldja (or Ningyuan) in Sinkiang. whose bazaar is a riot of color and whose community is an amazing mixture of tongues. e RusHere, in the winter, sians in gay troikas race to and from parties; solemn processions of Mongol lamas parade through the streets on horseback; Chinese and Turki and merchants shout and gesticulate in the crowded market places. In summer lumbering oxcarts replace racing troikas and, from the streets which have become dust ponds, clouds of fine sand swirl aloft to hover over the city like a pall. Then life in Kuldja becomes unbearable and the populace, by horse, wagon, and on foot, packs off for the mountains. And so it was that, after spending seven winter and spring months in the snows and dust of Kuldja, a traveler found himself in mid-Jun- e two days by horse south of the city, half lost in the mountains and searching for the famous Tekes valley. His trail was winding up the bottom of a deep ravine. The steep slopes were bare of trees, but covered with an unbelievably rank growth of grass and weeds. This vegetation formed walls of the narrow trail, cutting off his view of everything save a thin band of sky above and a short patch of trail before and behind. Suddenly a horseman emerged from the overgrowth onto the trail in front. He was a Kalmuck, a nomad from one of the Central Asian tribes of Mongols; his dark skin, high cheekbones, and brimless, domed felt hat made that certain. Apparently he had been watching the traveler from some vantage point and was accosting him for a purpose. Kalmuck Points the Trail. They rode together up the trail for a short distance without speaking. Among nomads silence is a prelude to greeting. It is a fine point in their social etiquette. Chino-Russia- old-styl- long-robe- d Where are you going? As he turned back in his saddle to speak, his expression was decidedly unfriendly. To the Tekes valley," was the reply. What is your business in the Tekes? I visit Sayjan Beg, the chieftain of the Kirghiz. The man drew rein and swung his horse Ground, his face a com- plete transformation. Where before had been sullen distrust, there was now smiling friendliness. This trail does not lead to the If you folTekes, he explained. low it you will be lost In the mountains and have to spend the night in the open. Then he gave elaborate directions for retracing steps and picking up the right trail. And carry greetings from the Kalmucks to the chief of the highland Kirghiz, he called as they parted. Following his directions, at the first fork beyond an old sheep corral, the stranger dismounted to examine the muddy trail. It was even as he had described; there were many tiny tracks made by a flock of goats which had recently passed From up the slope to the right. there tiie trail led over a series of hogbacks until suddenly it came out on the crest of the last ridge. Below lay the goal the traveler had been aiming at for three years the Tekes, the valley of valleys, the nomad paradise of Central Asia. Above the opposite valley wall, the foothills of the Celestial mountains leveled off to a great plain which stretched away to meet the On that undulating snow line. highplateau were those lands which the traveler had come to see. Ui-i- ' t National Geographic Society. Prepared Washington, D C. by administration, has returned t o to private life an executive position with a molasses firm. Before he left his post as Undersecretary of Agriculture, however, the famous professor signed an order that is designed to curb lobbying by former employees of the Department in w'hose administration he had a hand. The aim of this order was an obviously worthy one because it was designed to prevent former officials or employees of the Department of Agriculture from using new connections with commercial groups from obtaining information or influence not of the best sort from a public standpoint With that order, there can be no quarrel. I find among astute observers in Washington, however, no serious supposition that the order would operate to deprive Dr. Tugwell himself or any other former official of high standing from access to members of the Department's staff. It just does not work out that way. It never has and it never will, despite the wholesome character of the good professors plans. The truth is that while such an order may make lesser officials more cautious and thus put a few obstacles in the way of petty lobbying, it is thoroughly ineffectual in preventing the use of influence or the obtaining of information from that Department or any other in tire government The difficulty with this situation is that government offices are being used as a stepping stone to more lucrative jobs, he government does not offer ambitious and able men a security of tenure. Men who demonstrate ability in governmental positions sooner or later are offered jobs with great big salary cheeks attached and they would be less than human if they d.d not consider such proposition when they know that in the course of human events a great turnover will take place in their own Department and they are swept aside by reversal of public political action. 1 r 1- - . Young Ladies of Central Asia. Dr. Rexford Guy Tugwell, the famous dreaming brain truster No. 1 of the Roosevelt . Tugwell s Last Act 2 rS-A- d , - No Escaper Attention ought to be called just here to the differences that have arisen and prom-Som- e ise to cause dififi- Differences culties between the executi v e branch of the government and some of the legislators. M r . Roosevelt, as President, seems to feel that he should have plenty of power to deal with problems like the Spanish situation and export of arms without consulting congress. A good many New Deal leaders in congress feel the same way. But there are many who disagree with that idea. There is pronounced sentiment at the Capitol in favor of legislation that would definitely prohibit the exporting of arms and munitions of war but including definitions and guide lines for those in the executive branch of the government to enforce. It is too early yet to tell what form the permanent legislation will take because of the circumstances just outlined. With the top heavy New Deal majority in congress, it would seem the better guess to predict that Mr. Roosevelt will have his way but on the other hand, until such ah Issue becomes clear cut one cannot tell very far in advance how the two schools of thought will solve their problem and whether the United States will be committed further to the one man control that would necessarily result from granting additional discretionary power t o .the President in a matter of this kind. There seems to be no doubt anywhere that sooner or later one of the nations whose troops is participating in the Spanish civil strife will commit an overt act, an act of war. Some individual in command of a ship or an airplane or troops guarding a border will take a pot shot that will wipe out a life or two and wipe out peace at the same time just as occurred when the comparatively insignificant Austrian Archduke was shot in 1914. There can be no question that the United States must follow an international policy under these circumstances that is most cautious. It must watch its step. It dare not slip if it is going to stay out of that European cauldron. And congress, first of all. must calm down and consider this situation in the light of the future instead of the jittery urge to respond to excited editorials. L( Pineapple Salad Place on a lettuce leaf a slice of Hawaiian pineapple; cover with salad dressing; over this press through a potato sieve cream cheese place a preserved cherry d Paradise for the Nomads. Even in distant Istanbul one hears tales of how the nomads migrate to these , Tekes highlands, bringing with them their tloeks and herds to spend the summer months In a veritable earthly paradise for Moham- medans, drinking the famous mare's ruilh, feasting on mutton. sporting. loving, and marrying. Far across the valley in one of the recesses could be seen a scattering of brown huts amid a black splotch of trees. It fitted, the description given by Kuldja friends; it must be the winter quarters of the nomads, the home of Sayjan Beg, chieftain of the Kirghiz. The horseman seized the bridle rein and picked his way down the perilous zigzag trail. So you are a real American! exclaimed Sayjan Beg, the Kirghiz chieftain. on a He was seated cross-leggesedir (deep Turkish couch) reading the introduction the visitor had handed him. The visitor had to explain to him his coming to the Tekes. His Tatar cousins had been fellow students at Robert college, in Istanbul. While at the school they had captured his fancy with tales of their home city, Kuldja, and the Tekes valley. When the boys returned home, they had given him a warm invitation to visit them. Sayjan Beg was strangely cast for a nomad chieftain, small, thinboned, and delicate; yet, as one came to know him, his littleness was forgotten and one was conscious only of his wiry strength and vitality. He had unbounded nervous energy and a regal manher, coupled with a quick, decisive way of uttering commands. One suspected Russian blood somewhere in his strain, for his skin was much lighter than that of the Kirghiz about him. Chiefs Head Always Covered. Perched on his head was the embroidered velvet Moslem cap, for he considers it a breach of etiquette to be seen with uncovered head, either indoors or out Buttoned tight about his neck was a clean, white Russian shirt, while the rest of his costume was made up of a corduroy coat, Russian riding breeches, and knee boots of excellent black leather obviously imported from Soviet Russia. Tribal headquarters were soon crowded with Kirghiz. News passed swiftly around the village that a stranger who had lived in Istanbul was visiting the chief; so the more important tribesmen had come to pay their respects to both the chieftain and his guest. Sayjan Beg and the visitor were sitting on sedirs opposite each other, while the onlookers sat Turkish fashion on the floor or stood about, leaning against the walls. On this first evening and subsearound quently, sitting cross-leggecamp fires, the guest found the noideas mads had rather about geography. To them the world is flat and no amount of explaining can alter their conceptions. The earth is surrounded by the great sea," while the sun circles about the earth. They have heard of Russia, China, Iran (Persia), Turkey, Kashmir, Hindustan, Tibet, Afghanistan, and y the mysterious England. But America means nothing to most of them; in fact, the guest was invariably taken for a Russian unless he explicitly told them that he was a Ferengi an Asian word of ancient origin derived from the word Frank and used to denote all western Europeans. Dwellers In the Valley. During a lull in his by the circle of nomads, he questioned the chief about the different peoples living in the valley. There are two main races here in the Tekes, nomadic Turks and he said. We Turks are Mongols, represented by the Kirghiz and Kazaks, two great tribes wfliose customs, language, and religion (Mohammedan Sunni) are almost Identical; in fact, in the time of Genghis Khan we undoubtedly were one tribe. However, we now have distinctions: our dialects ore slightly different; the Kirghiz women wear a unique headdress, and through the years we Kirghiz have been more successful in amassing wealth. We come from Issyk kul (Warm Lake), across the border in Russian while the Kazaks have migrated from the dry steppes of Kazakistan, in southern Siberia. Tiie Kalmucks, or Mongols, In the other end of tiie valley have lived for centuries, with only a few interruptions," he continued, a law unto themselves, with their Tibetan religion, Mongolian language, and unspeakable customs. They have always dispensed their own civil and. to a large extent, criminal jus tice. d d ESCAPE! Those are the two toughest words in the English language. Its all right for you boys and girls to laugh about the adventures youve gotten into and out of. But what if there just ISNT any way out? What if you are faced, as was Stanley Hampson of New York city, with a red terror on the one hand and a black terror on the other, and with no way of avoiding at least one of them? What would you do if a raging inferno was creeping up behind you, and the only way to beat those roaring flames was to leap from a window and fall four stories to the hard city pavement? I hope you dont know the answer to that one. But Stan Hampson And its as moving a tale of horror and despair as ever I saw in my life. It was Easter Monday night April 22, 1935. Stan and his wife were living in the fourth floor front apartment of a frame house at 121 West One hundred and twenty-seconstreet Both Stan and his wife got home from their respective jobs somewhere around 6:30 that evening. They had their dinner and then Stan, who was tired, got into bed and started to read the paper. Stan never read much of that paper. In a few minutes he was asleep. He didnt know when his wife came into bed, but shortly after 11 oclock he woke up, choking, to find the room full of smoke. does. d Driven Back by Fierce Flames. I jumped out of bed, he says, and pulled on the light Even with it on I could see nothing. The smoke was so thick and black that only the dim glow of the electric bulb was visible. I shouted to my wife and told her to get up. Meanwhile I could hear people shouting in the street I ran to the door and opened it As Stan threw the door open he was met by a burst of flame that almost took him off his feet A giant billow of fire hit him full in the face, scorching his skin and singeing his hair. He slammed the door He Saw Her Turn Over Once in the Air. I wanted to see if there was any chance shut and ran to the window. What I did see sent the shivers running up of getting out, he says. and down my back. Great sheets of fire were shooting out of all the windows below us. There were no fire escapes on the building. Outside was a four-stor- y drop to the ground through a hell of hot, streaking flame. Stan knew it would be no use to try making a rope of blankets and bed sheets. It would catch fire as soon as it was let through the window. Only Way Was to He Dropped Through the far-awa- n spoonfuls Fagi Dressing for salad Six tableof pineapple juice, 2 level tablespoonfuls of sugar, butter size of walnut. Heat in double boiler, add 2 beaten eggs and cook until it coats the spoon. When cold add the whipped cream. Copyright. WNU Service. 10. 11. nt 12. T A ade. - T 1. f 2. A Resounding Knock at Opportunitys Door! , 0 0 4. 5. kes It might be a good thing if those people who wait so patiently for opportunity to knock at their door would give a good hard knock at e opportunitys door. This attitude of always waiting for something to turn up has its drawbacks. While these waiters are biding their time at home, others are out carving their destiny by virtue of their own hands and talents. Like many other proverbs, the saying that opl portunity knocks once at every mans door has been abused. Opportunity is more often found by those who go looking for it. 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The witch hazel bush, from which the extract is made, grows in our moister woodlands. You would not be likely to notice it in summer, says Science Service, butif you go on a winter hike through the timber it may startle you. It Is the only fairly common shrub that blossoms in the winter. To be sure, its flowers arent in the peony or dahlia class; they are just stragg'v stars of stringy yellow petals. But tiiry are real flowers and their regular blossomtime is from late November to V 7. Vi y Beware of Hatred Honest indignation which the cause of right demands, can thunder with power and strike with lightning effect. But there is such a thing as allowing this strong moral force to get mastery over the soul that should control it. The old Romans had many torse, pithy sayings that embodied tiie strong, good sense that led them to the heights of earthly pwer. One of them was: Resist beginnings." You cannot curb the power of the river, so choke its source. You cannot arrest the f ry of the conflagration, so put out the spark. It Is almost impossible .0 check hatreds J.a' have been allowed free course, se never let them begin. 6. 8. g WNU V 9. Stan watched that sight, entirely forgetful that it was something he would have to go through himself before many seconds had passed. Then another angry burst of flame reminded him that he couldnt stay on that ledge much longer. But he didnt jump as his wife had. Instead he hung by his hands to the window sill and dropped dropped straight DOWN THROUGH THE FLAMES that were blasting out of tiie windows below. He felt a shooting pain in his right thigh as it scraped along the window. Then he landed. He hit on his right foot sill of the third-storand rolled over on his side. A few feet away, his wife lay crumpled up on the ground. He tried to get up and go to her, but his legs buckled beneath him broken. Then policemen were there, picking them both up and taking them to hospitals. Stan went to one hospital his wife to another. While Stan lay on a bed of agony he got a message that his wife had died. I nearly went crazy, he says, but the next day I learned it was all a mistake and that she was doing nicely. It wasn't long before Stan was able to leave the hospital he had been sent to, but his wife was in bed for a long time, with a plaster-cas- t on a But all in all, he says, I think we were pretty lucky. broken hip. Another fellow in that fire jumped from a third floor window and died We jumped from the fourth floor and all we of a fractured skull. got were a few broken legs." heart-rendin- V 5. on top. Jump From Window. In the next few minutes. says Stan, "all sorts of thoughts came to me. Mostly I was worried about my wife. I made another attempt at going through the door, thinking we might run for it through the flame. But this time I saw that the floor was ablaze and all but eaten through by the flames. I went back to my wife and told her that the only way out was through the window. Stan says he was so choked by the smoke that he could hardly utter those words. He crawled through the window. There was a narrow ledge at the height of the sill, and he edged over on that to give his wife room to follow him. Fire shooting up the side of the house from the floor below licked at his feet as his wife came through the window, I was so taken up with seeing her safe but Stan didnt even notice it. out, he says, "that I didnt think about it until she cried out that her hands and feet were being burned. Then I, too, realized that I was being burned, not only on hands and feet, but around the body as well. All that happened in less than two minutes. I looked down to see If there was any way out of it. Down in the street people were shouting to ns to hold on, but I knew we couldnt last there touch longer. Suddenly, there was an explosion that shattered the window behind ns and flame started to gush out In our faces. I yelled to my wife to jump. She made the jump backwards. I saw her turn over once in the air and heard the THUD WHEN SHE HIT the ground. How sickening that sounded. 4. i er Cj; time-teste- CeV These Advertisements Give You Values Tl - Ct |