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Show v-;.;CTflfflFOUR PROVO (UTAH) SUNDAY HERALD, SUNDAY, JANUARY 31, 1937 SECTION TWO jjH 1 : "qiff Uberty through all the .laa The Liberty V BeD Salt Lake Reaffiliation of the Salt Provo River Waterusers' association, the organization sponsoring spon-soring the Deer creek project, is highly encouraging to the ..friends of the project who have put iorth a great aeai 01 ei- - fort to put it over. A When the four Salt Lake members on the board with-. with-. drew about a year ago, it was generally felt that the action wis only temporary and that representation would be sought as; soon as the Salt Lake City program could be definitely ' crystal ized. . - i With Salt Lake Citv participating, the larger project which includes the Duchesne tunnel, can be undertaken simultaneously with the other phases of the project, such as thfe dam, the canals, re-location of the highway and railroad. Injthis way flood waters from the Colorado river system cai be diverted to the Great Salt Lake basin and put to beneficial bene-ficial use in Utah, something that would not otherwise be possible. pos-sible. With all interests working harmoniously together there is every reaion to hope that Utah's major reclamation project will be realized and the dreams of those who visualized it from the beginning will be fulfilled. Fight A gainst Social Diseases It is impossible in this latter day to understand the prudery of our forbears which led them to mention so-called -dl diseases only in a whisper. s-TTfiprA i no more reason to make syphilis and gonorrhea C4ttsjrsterious than there is to make cancer mysterious, or tuber-V tuber-V culosis mysterious, or pneumonia mysterious. tWihf And it is indeed heartening to know that, under the aiis- pices of the American Social Hygiene association February t3 1937, will be known as Social Hygiene day a day when a t:. nationwide crusade to wipe out these entirely unnecessary ailments will get under way. y Dr. William F. Snow, general director of the association, tells you: "It is conservatively estimated that about G,00(),- 00 men. women and children fected with syphilis, although ment by a licensed physician ; more than twice as great. It is especially tragic that largest number of infections occur is between 16 and 30. "If all fatalities actuallv due to syphilis were reported I as such, very probably it would I death in the United States." l Our own state far from board of health, showing at least 10,000 cases of syphilis and many more of gonorrhea, came as a thunderbolt to most of the citizens of the state. Many are asking, why these facts have. neyerJbef ore been made curate survey of th situation and this is the first time that in the state has really been This battle against venereal disease has received the , s whole-hearted approval of the surgeon-general of the United States. j Reputable phvsicians everywhere endorse it. Dr. Ray Lyman Wilbur, president of Leland Stanford university, is threaten his high resolve, by con- " president of the national association. Social workers are forjtinued punishment. J It. Students Of SOClologV. professional and amateur, com- Jfr prehend its value. i lljp.f If the newspapers and broadcasting units of America 1 Nfdin in the fight in frank and fearless fashion, the United Zitates oi tne iuturc win oe a to live. The - Herald Every Afteraooa except Saturday, and Sunday Horning Published by the Herald Corporation, 60 South First West stree, Provo, Utah. Entered as second-class matter at the postofflce in Provo, Utah, under the act of March 3. 1878. Gilmj.n, Nicol & Ruthman, National Advertising representatives. New York, San Francisco, Detroit, Boston, Los Angeles, Seattle, Chicago. Member Lrnited Press, N. E. A. Service, Western Features and the Scripps League of Newspapers. Subscription terms by carrier in Utah county 50 cents tht month, $3.00 for six months, in advf"; $5.75 the year in advance; by mail in county 5.0; outside county $5.75 the year In advance. Citv Comes In Lake City interests with the throughout the nation are in not one in 10 is under treat and the amount of gonorrhea the age group in which the be found the leading cause of being immune. The appalling known. The fact is that no ac had ever before been possible. the accurate number of cases known. mucn neaitnier place in wnicn WINGSPREAD OUT OUR WAY WEBE'S ANOTHEEMigJlliy THERE'S 5UMRN-' a i aut a I I ACT- A3 SpOhJ I A5 VOU GET f THAT BD2H JOB I I OUT, RUSH THIS I ONE THEU- 2s Big Bad Bug BY X HKPOKTEK When the lady Pandora opened the mystic box and loosed a varied assortment of mischiefs upon frail humanity, the worst devil of the lot was undoubtedly the mental borer which makes human brings believe that all opposition to their views is either nm lieious or dishonest. dis-honest. Lately I've talked with a group of well-intentioned women who have taken up the cause of a young man who is, they believe, unjustly incarcerated in a western prison. I. too, feel that this particular young man has grown in mental and spiritual stature during his imprisonment to a point that makes his extended stay behind prison walls not only futile but entirely en-tirely wrong. If a penitentiary is designed to reform men and to make them penitent, then this penitentiary has fully succeeded in at least this one case. The young man in question ques-tion has, I am fully convinced, undergone a mental rebirth that should make him a valuable citizen citi-zen of the world at large. The ladies mentioned know this. ; th y H ; They have talked many times with ner. Thev see him now .producing, within his prison, work -fof a tyPe tnat makcs men seif- supporting ana even honored in qrumary me. i ney iear mat, Having Hav-ing reached what might be called a peak of rehabilitation, he may be driven into despair that would Every official in their state who might even conceivably knd a hand to freeing this penitent and rehabilitated young man has heard ,his story trom tne wen-inienuoneu ' ladies. They have interviewed all - lSZK3 Ml - a a a a p NTH FASTEST MACHINIST i IN TW1 SWOP OETS. ALL TW' PARTICULAR i AND RUSH JOBS IN TH SHOB BliT OETS NO MORE BW THAN A ORDIK1ARV rVACHINI5T. rx no THE GENIUS. C 17 BY MIA KKVKS. I STORIES IN S1 A By I. S. Klein UEETHOVEN f Bohemia A HOPEFUL mother was sending send-ing her boy of 4 to a piano teacher in Bohemia, while her husband stormed against the prospects pros-pects of his son's career as a pianist. But when Friedrich Sme-tana Sme-tana was 6, in 1830, he won public acclaim for his genius at the keys, and his father's opposition melted. Then came more concerts and greater popularity for the young pianist. He soon began to compose com-pose for the piano, then symphonic pieces and operas, and in 1866 he produced his most famous opera, "The Bartered Bride." He had married in 1848, and lived joyfully Then, as his interest in life waned he began to lose his hearing. untn nis wife s By 1874, ne was totally deaf. Ten years later a fete was arranged ar-ranged to celebrate the 60th birthday birth-day of the great composer, whom his friends called the "Beethoven "Beetho-ven of Bohemia." But on that very day, Smetana lost his reason and was removed to an asylum for the insane. There he died two months later. In 1934, on the 50th anniversary of Smetana' s death, Czechoslovakia Czechoslo-vakia issued a stamp picturing the great composer. com-poser. (Copyright. 1937. NEA Service, Inc." Utahn To Attend Self-Help Meet SPANISH FORK E. D. Hawkins, Haw-kins, member of the state self-help self-help cooperative board and president presi-dent of the Utah County Cooperative Cooper-ative association and labor director direc-tor of the Palmyra stake social security plan left Friday morning for Kansas City, Kansas where he will attend a three day convention con-vention of the consumer's Cooperative Cooper-ative association of North Kansas. Kan-sas. The Utah organization is affiliated with the Kansas organ- I i 7 m t i CkX A liner passing down the Red Sea was boarded by migrating swallows which sought safety from pursuing hawks. The hawks were so daring that one even attacked at-tacked a ship officer. concerned and some not concerned, from prison guards to governor. Result' to date: No process. Maybe a ripple or two of interest, but nothing to compare with the unselfish, the ardent effort they have made. They have been shunted from office to office until they are dizzy. The well-known official art of buck-passing has surpassed itself in this case. The good ladies have come to the conclusion that all who have heard their plea and heeded it not are either maliciously interested in seeing justice thwarted or have some dishonest motive that prevents pre-vents their action. From where I sit as an observer I can see that that is not the rasp. ''The officials actuallv believe thev .are doing their duty. But Pandora's borer bores away. I : &lSsl "' "I! Mifil ' By WILLIAMS HE WOULDN' BE GETT1N THAT MUCH IF IT VVASN' FER. US ORDINARY OUVS. HBS SO BUSY BEIM' A ETRAORDINARV MECHANIC THAT HE NEVER THINK.S-OF THINK.S-OF MONEV - BUT GUVS LIKEMB SPEND SO MUCH TIME TVUNkJN' OF TH MONEV AN' HOLLER IN' FER THAT WERE ORDINARY. MECHANICS. wm r. m. Ate. u. s. pat err. : Elephants which have died a natural death are never found in the regions where they live in a wild state. Where they go to die is a question which has puzzled scientists for years. Hi:.I.N 11KKK TODAY PAl'li I. Kins of Kurthumbra, krciimrii private fltlm-n I'Al L I l'.KHO.NE mkrn he abdirntrn for ihf love of A1UJATII HIC'IiMOMJ, ( nnudlnn-liurii aelr. 1'aul'a jounKr brolhrr, JOSKI'fl, uc-ceedM uc-ceedM to the ktoKnfaip. With ralm finality, I'nul Hlgnn the formal abdication pnprm at hit royal lodf. nay, "Well, gentlemen, gen-tlemen, it i nil over." Then he penda n few Innt mlnutr with kin brother Joneph. "Joeph," he wnrnn, "yon don't belonic to yourself your-self any more. You belonjr to the people now . . . Koodby." , In a few twcondu I'nul in whinked uway to the royal airport. air-port. hlN plnne taken off and he Ienven Ills throne behind him forever, for-ever, lie lookn over the pilot's shoulder nhend, as If trylns make out what lies out there in the future. NUH GO OX WITH THE STORY The characters and situations situa-tions in this story are wholly fictional and imaginary and are not intended t6 -portray j any actual persons or events. CHAPTER U '"PHE sun sparkled on the unbe-lievably unbe-lievably blue of the Bay of St. Francis. The green land lay in a wide curve, a rim of golden sand meeting the white surf; to the north, the sullen blackness of Cape Roman lay in a jumbled, rocky line on the horizon, a barrier bar-rier to cut off the storms of the open sea and insure for the bay an everlasting peace. The villas lay scattered along the shore, gay with their white walls and their red roofs. Neat green lawns ran down to the sand, broken by old stone walls and flights of whitewashed stone steps. In all the world there was not a gpot where Jthings were more perfectly per-fectly arranged to permit life to flow smoothly and easily. The Villa San Margarete was one of the largest. An ivy-grown stone wall shut it off from the wmding road on the landward side; toward the sea, a wide lawn sloped gently down to the curving shore. A second-story balcony with its wrought iron railing and its colorful canopy of red and white striped canvas overlooked the wide bay; climbing roses grew irom the ground and twined their tendrils in and out of the railing, and serious-minded bees went bumbling noisily from blossom to blossom. There was a breakfast table on the balcony. Two people, a man and a woman, sat there looking out over the blue bay, saying little, lit-tle, thinking and feeling much. One of them was the former King Paul the First of Northumbra, now private citizen Paul Ferrone; the other was the Canadian-born former Ardath Richmond, once an actress familiar to New York and Hollywood and now by grace of a ceremony performed twelve hours ago in the prefect's office at the little village of San Lorenzo Mrs. Paul Ferrone. She was a tall woman, with the palest of blond hair and the fairest fair-est of fair skins. Her features were regular, delicate, more patrician-looking patrician-looking than those of the man beside be-side her which was rather odd, for she was the daughter of a Scandinavian baggage man in an Alberta junction town, while he was the descendant of innumerable innumer-able kings. ""T)0 you mind," said Paul, tak- ing a cigaret from an ebony box on the table, "if we iust sit here for a while? You have no idea how marvelous it is to feel that I can just sit here all day, if I want to to feel that there aire no demands on my time, no people who have a right to come and present me with an elaborate schedule of the day's activities." She smiled at him fondly. "Life is all my own all our Howdy, folks! Special Offer: Tear the top off this column and send it, with your name and address ad-dress and $10,000 in cash, and you will receive a beautiful swarm of genuine bees. No man should marry a woman until he discovers whether she can get all the seeds out of a grapefruit grape-fruit before serving it. 5$C O o ADDLED AXIOM All that glitters is serge. not -o SHORT STURY He courted, wooed, won and they lived happily ever after until they were marrred. QUESTION & ANSWER DEPARTMEN T Dear Homer: Why do we put a hyphen in bird-cage? Reader. It's for the bird to sit on. 3 V t- OUR PLATFORM Fewer heel-marks on bureaucratic bureau-cratic office desks. -U V !- r ! THE TWO GREATEST COMPOSERS 1. Beethoven. 'Z. Choloform. GASHOIJSE HI'S SFZ: "Be it ever so humble there's no jail like home." FINANCIAL, SECTION Some stock promoters are al- iviffjouf '; " ' She looked up and kissed him. "Shall I tell you what you are?" Paul asked. "You are That I have lived for and Tvljat I Tvould happily die for. You are you, perfect and adorable." own," he said slowly. "Just think of it, dear. No more interference, no more fuss-and-feathers, no more flunkeys in gold braid hovering hov-ering at every door " "No more reviews, no mere cor nerstones " He paused, to gaze contentedly at the sea. A shadow fell across her face, and she slid closer to him. "Paul," she said softly, "are you very, very sure that it s all . . . worth it? Are you " "Worth it? Worth it? My own, my own worth it? Never ask me that again." He held her close, and her fair head lay on his shoulder by his dark one. "I've given up nothing and I've gained everything. every-thing. I've gained freedom, life, happiness ..." He stopped, and pressed his lips on her hair. She looked up and kissed him quickly, and smiled. "You renounced a throne, and I a reputation," she said lightly. "You know, Paul, I am a conscienceless con-scienceless gold digger. I am, really. Almost any woman on earth would tell you that." "Gold digger. Sweet gold digger. Goddess. AngeL" "They would. I'm a schemer. A selfish, designing " "Shall I tell you what you are? You are the moonlight on the sea and the wind on the mountain at dawn. You are what I feel when I hear great music and what I see when I look into the coals in the fire and dream long dreams. You are what I have lived for and what I would happily die for. You are you, perfect and adorable. You are veryt very lovely." T'HREE hours later they lay on the sand in bathing suits, the warm southern sun lying like a grateful blanket on bodies which SIDE GLANCES - 1 x ii w. ; r-J) 137 BY NEA SERVICE. IMC. T. W HEX I' S PT. Off. 4Lef just follow that sight sure to see ways waiting for their gyp to come in. :j: :;; TRAFFIC NOTE Motorist - - Is there any speed 9 a counfru, spray and surf had set tingling with eager life. "You can't possibly imagine," Paul was saying, "what it is like to look ahead at an endless vista of days and know, for the first time in your life, that they are all your own, to do what you want to with I've never lived until now, Ardath. "You know, when I was little, I was the second son. I never expected ex-pected to inherit the crown. That was for my older brother, Leon. So they put me in the naval cadets' school when I was thirteen and told me I could have a career in the navy. I liked it, somehow. The boys in the school were the first people I'd ever met who accepted ac-cepted me on an equal footing, just like anyone else. Young as I was, I could see that the life I was leading there was real, at least. It meant something. "Well, that lasted a little over a year. And then Leon died, and they pulled me out of the school and brought me back to the palace pal-ace and surrounded me with a whole regiment of tutors. And my father and mother had to go away, just then, on a four months' tour of the empire, and I was left alone. Nobody will ever know how lonely I was then. Or how miserable. miser-able. "I lived through it, of course. I grew up and by and by I went to the university. But that wasn't real, like1 the naval school. They rented a big apartment for me, and I had a valet and a secretary, and there was always that invisible invis-ible wall between me and the other students. They were all preparing pre-paring for their careers this one was going to be a lawyer and that one was going to be an archi tect and the next one was going to - - By George Clark - seeing bus. rhen we'll b6 everytliing.' lirnit 1M this viapo v. -Native Naw, you city fellers ran t get thru here any too fast :r us. lotart Bruce N.LA Service Inc l7 be a professor of literature and they were forever planning for those careers and looking ahead to the future. But what plans were there for me? I knew what my career ca-reer was going to be, and I knew that it didn't really matter whether I did well or ill at the university I'd make just as good a king one way as the other." He broke off, and turned on hia side to look at her. "But now," he said contentedly. "Now" He left it unsaid, and stretched luxuriously. "Race you up to the house," he said, getting to his feet. She extended her hands, he helped ner up, and they ran garly across the sand and up the sloping lawn, laughing as if every care in the world had been left behind forever. for-ever. 'J'HE road wound a lazy way down to the village of San Lorfnzo. Paul walked along with a free, easy stride, his long body clad in flannel slacks and an old sweater. Every step he took seemed to emphasize anew his freedom. He was actually walking walk-ing to town, alone and unattended. to buy some necessities at a shop! Jules, the grizzled house man at the villa, could, of course, have nipped in on Jils bicycle. But Paul had wanted do go himself. It was almost an adventure: to discover that he lacked something, without having an impeccable servant or a uniformed aide discover it for him, to go and get it himself instead in-stead of having an obsequious shopkeeper send it out, to go afoot like any suburban clerk instead in-stead of being carried in an ornate limousine this, he told himself, was the very seal and emblem of his new life. He walked Into the village and made his way to a shop. The tourist season had begun, and Madame Elli, the mustachioed virago behind the counter, was hovering watchfully while a group of Americans examined her stock. One of the tourists seemed to Paul to be the perfect example of the cartoonist's caricature of the touring American. He was big and stout, he wore pjus fours and a tweed cap and horn-rimmed spectacles, spec-tacles, and his voice was nasal and penetrating. As Paul entered the man was talking with a white-skirted white-skirted and red-capped girl. "Sure it is," he was saying. "I read it this morning in the paper on the train. This is the town, San Lorenzo, where that runaway king and his girl friend have hid out." Paul turned quickly and looked away, in a sudden terror lest hi face be recognized. "Oh," said the girl, "let's find out where they're staying and drive by there. Maybe we could even get a look at them. Do you suppose we could?" "Okay if you want to,' said the man. "It'd be just as much worth looking at as those cathedrals you've been dragging me through." The man bit off the end of a cigar and jabbed it in his mouth. "That spick we hired the car from'll probably know where they're staying," he went on. "I wouldn't mind having a look at that dame, myself. She must have something to make the poor sap do what he did." Blindly, Paul groped his way to the street. Without another thought for the things he' had come to buy he hurried back vp the road. He could -think: o$ nothing except his overwhelming need to get behind thehetterJng; walls of the villa again. " i r V (To Be Continued; -.. |