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Show PAGE TWO PROVO (UTAH) i SUNDAY HERALD, SUNDAY, SEPTEMBER 6, 1942 SECTION TWO Stmt Aftrmoon (Excepting Saturday and Sunday) undax Herald ."Published Sunday Uornlnc Publlahed by tha Herald Corporation, ft South First Wast Straet, Provo. t'tah. Entered as second class matter at the -postof ties In Ptoto, Cuh, under tha act of March t. 117. Oilman, Nleol Rwhman, National AdTertls-tnr AdTertls-tnr repreeentatlvea. New York, Ban Francisco, Detroit, Boston, Vam Ancelea,' Chicago. Member United Press. N. E. A. Service, to . flertppa Lru of Newspapers and Audit Bursaa of Circulation. Uberty through all the land" Tha Liberty BeU , Subscription term by carrier In Utah county, ti ' cents the month, IS.tO for els ' months. In advance: t.tO the year, tn advances by mall anywhere la United States or Its possessions S cents the month; ft.Qt'for els months; $5.7J the yesr In advance. The Herald will not, assume financial responsibility re-sponsibility for any error which may appear In advertisements published In Its columns. In those Instances where the paper Is at fault, it will reprint that part of the advertisement in which the typographical mistake occurs. Good Earth Inflation Has Many Faces Already the United States is in the midst xA. an inflation which is .mounting. We; are reluctant to recognize rec-ognize the fact, and we find it easier , to ignore because Leon Henderson has given us the hypodermic sedative seda-tive of price ceilings. For a time price ceilings can protect pro-tect us, v the consuming public, against the effects of inflation. We say that if inflation is a situation in which money loses its power to buy goods, then there can be no inflation infla-tion so long as Washington sits on the price lid and upholds the buying buy-ing power of money. Such a viewpoint is about as short-sighted as for a man sitting on a powder keg to say there is no danger because the burning fuse has not yet reached the explosive. Price ceilings are, at best, a makeshift make-shift expedient to delay .the explosion explos-ion of inflation until something more permanently effective can be done. . As such they are justified and worth while, unless as seems possible they lull us into false belief that we already have been saved. r fr Inflation itself is very simple. Its effects, once felt, can not be misunderstood. mis-understood. But the masks which inflation in-flation wears, as it creeps up on us, are so various as to confuse the layman. lay-man. Inflation can come from the existence exist-ence of too much 'actual money, in the form of coin and paper. It can come from too much credit, which for buying purposes is just as effective ef-fective as actual money. If can come from too few commodities available for purchase. Usually several of these factors enter into the making of inflation, none seeming important enough to worry us, but all together proving too much for us to withstand. if if ifc Today we have at work all of the principal factors which can contribute con-tribute to inflation. More men and women are employed em-ployed than ever in our history, and their wages are at an all-time high, so there is more money circulating. The government is having to borrow bor-row more than any government before be-fore ever borrowed, so credit is at ah all-time peak. Virtually all of the factories which used to make heavy consumer goods, and many which used to make expendable commodities, have turned to armament and munitions. muni-tions. So the supply of goods is approaching ap-proaching an all-time low for the modern era. More money, more credit, less purchasable commodities. Can inflation in-flation be far behind? The creaking of the price control machinery says No. From Prison To War In collaboration with the state Selective Se-lective Service head, Governor Schricker of Indiana has worked out arrangements by which many state prisoners can be released to join the armed forces. Habitual criminals and perverts will not be considered. Nor is it contemplated con-templated that military service shall be forced upon anybody. But those who would be good parole risks, and who would like to fight for their country, and are sound physically, will be given suspended paroles. The released inmate must request classification and waive all appeal rights. He will be called when his number comes up. If he fails to register reg-ister and ask for immediate induction, induc-tion, he can be" recommitted to prison. pris-on. If he fails to pass the physical examination, but has shown good faith, the parole board can decide what to do. The idea may appeal to other states, now that Indiana has done the spade work. .fUfciH via NV 'fc- '.'-- 'h.-': T"i" a&a, "S, ij -" "2 1 Jfi " s flam n-s sr. x at v -j. sil.m m , ma Est. k,fcass e- CCjS 3&?-x JZJ- 9 T;7-!rv Af-- -iv -t msm, m ii.r: a . U S. Propaganda Stunt Needles Axis Boys With Nifty Gags s- KUM,lie Red Cross Helps Get Messages To Prisoners of War We've had trouble with shortages, but not serious ones. I think the whole picture is a little exaggerated. C. E. Wilson, president, General Motors Corp. The Washington Merry-Go-Round R Daily Picture of What's Going On In National Affairs ZJfZ WASHINGTON" About three weeks ago, Lou Holland, Deputy WPB Administrator for small business, placed before his chiof, Donald Nelson, an organization chart showing how the small factories of the nation, hundreds of them now idle, could help produce war supplies. Holland worked out his chart to solve one of the most important problems of the war-spreading war-spreading war orders among- little business. Two people before him have tackled this problem, but failed. Because of those failures, a disgusted Congress appropriated $150,000,000 specifically for small factory war orders, and created the Small War Plant's Corporation which Holland heads. But despite thr; importance of the problem, three weeks have passed and not even a peep has come from Nelson"s office regarding Holland's Hol-land's proposed set-up for small business. BRITISH BOOM SMALL BUSINESS Meanwhile, the British government has shown how important it considers small business busi-ness by sending to Washington Hedley Williams, a regional administrator of the Ministry of Production. Pro-duction. "If it had not been for small factories," Williams has told U. S. production chiefs,-"we would have been lqst long ago. Frankly I think one of your trouMes has been that of placing too much reliance on big business." "Big business," according to WilliamsA "is like a rhinoceros. Once it gets started it Vas terrific momentum. But it is hard to start, and it can't turn easily. And in this war you may have to junk an airplane model overnight and build a differrent one to beat the latest Nazi Invention. On the other hand, little business is like a rabbit. It starts faster and can hop in any direction." Mr. Williams does not say so. but perhaps one reason for deficiencies in U. S. fighter planes has been the fact that U. S. factories tooled up for one model, then were unable to change in a hurry. British mistakes which Williams believes the United States might profit from include: 1. Pirating labor. British law now forbids a factory worker to change his job without the consent of the government. This is to prevent big firms from hiring men away from little firms. 2. Priorities. When a British manufacturer gets a war order, an order for raw mateials is attached to the contact. This is automatic, and there is no worry about priorities. 3. Drafting men from industry to the army. Britain did this at first, then had to send them back. There is no use having a big army in the field, says Williams, if thre are not enough men at home to keep it properly equipped. Meanwhile, 70 percent of Britain's ammu- Messages from relatives and friends to members of the armed forces missing in action but not yet reported by tht Japans as prisoners of war, will be sent by the Red Cross under a plan announced an-nounced Friday by the Office of War Information. Red Cross state representative Margaret Eastmand of Provo reported re-ported the program completely set up with message forms at the Utah county chapter headquarters in the city and county building. Persons who have received notification noti-fication that their relatives are missing in action, but have not been notified that they are prisoners pris-oners of war, may go to the nearest near-est chapter of the American Red Cross and be assisted in the preparation of Red Cross message! form lbl6. This is a 25-word message form provided without charge by the Red Cross as a part of the heme service program. Members of families should agree on a single message, and friends should, as far as possible, defer to the family's greater claim to use this 25-wprd message form. As the Japanese furnish official AUNT HK1 By ROBERT QCIIJLEN "Sue May Is too modest to think about her ankles, but I notice she always ha the best one out in front when she Kits down in public." ' WAR QUIZ -IS 1. What position do the two blue triangles beneath a civilian defense de-fense insignia denote? z. What is gras s h o p p e r plane ? 3. What Army command is giv'en to reverse re-verse the direction direc-tion in Which a body of troops is marching? BY PETER EDSON Daily Herald Washington Correspondent A native of well, say Java, Burma, occupied China or even Japan itself, plodding along the road or coming into the streets of his native village after an American plane has passed over, may one of these days find at his feet a paper of matches of the kind given away in the U. S. with every package of cigarets. Matches- in the rest of the world are a darn sight scarcer than they are here, so the chances are even that the native will pick up this not-so-insignificant gift dropped drop-ped from out the skies. Inspecting the matches he will find that the match cover presents pre-sents a face of the typical toothy Jap, each of the matches being a tooth iH the Jap jaw. There is a slogan, "Yank out Tojo's teeth," and, sure enough, every time a match is pulled from the paper, a tooth disappears from the printed face. This novel notion is supposed to be one of the latest touches of putting over propoganda in foreign for-eign lands. There are similar striking strik-ing ideas, to match that, for distribution dis-tribution in other lands. Cracks at Laval for France, gags on Mussolini for Italy and you know who for Germany. The propaganda, of course, isn't confined to matches. There are reproductions re-productions of Henry Wallace's speech advocating a world in which everyone will have a bottle of milk a day, printed in little booklets. There are statistics on American resources and American Amer-ican war production, illustrated by cartoons and gagged-up graphs, indicating te eventual United Nations Na-tions victory. There are pretty little stories for the children. printed on rice pape to make them thin enough to hide in school books. AXIS IS KIDDED . One of these children's stories for grown-ups is titled "Three Men in a Boat." In simple language lan-guage it tells how Mussolini starts out in an old tub to look for his fleet. He picks up Hitler, and later Tojo. The tub flies over America, and they see the U. S. war production. "I know that the Americans are deaf," cracks Hitler, "because I told them such production, was impossible." Later he says, "Nobody "No-body believed me when I .said I would conquer the world." To which Mussolini replies, "Neither did I." Anyway, they finally find Mussolini's -fleet at the bottom of the ocean. All this, and a lot more that can't be told about, is the work of the Overseas Publications Bureau Bu-reau of the Office of War Information. Infor-mation. Most familiar aspect of this overseas propaganda is of course' the short wave broadcasting beamed to foreign countries. But the job of telling the world particularly the neutral countries coun-tries which are potential allies can't all be done by radio or by dropping leaflets or safety matches match-es out of a plane. A lot of it has to be direct contact work and for that job this Overseas branch of OWI has set up an outpost bureau which has established offices all over the world. In places like Turkey, for instance, in-stance, go Americans whose job it-is to spread the American story through established media in that country. One of the strangest assignments given by this Overseas branch was to open an "outpost office" in London, Lon-don, to help explain and interpret the American war effort to the British. If the British have to be sold on the benefits they are receiving re-ceiving from Lend Lease, you can see how difficult the job would be in Brazzaville or Burma. EVERY DETAIL STUDIED Getting this atmosphere native na-tive to the country of consumption consump-tion is one of "the important details. de-tails. When a broadcast or a pamphlet is to go out in French, for instance, they don't just write it in English and then have it translated. It is written in English, Eng-lish, then given to a French writer to rewrite. He puts it in French idiom and in a style to which Frenchmen are accustomed. A case might be made that a lot of this effort could be spent to better advantage turning out billets bill-ets or beans to feed sodiers who woud fire the bullets to shoot Germans dead. But this is a fancy war with a lot of newfangled ideas, such as trying to talk your enemy to death. In the last three months the Overseas branch, and its personnel of 1600 people, have cost around a million and a half dollars a month, but that includes not only salaries but travel, cables, expenses ex-penses of men overseas, printing propaganda and a healthy 4 hunk of money to buy time for shortwave short-wave broadcasts. AUTOS COLLIDE Doing only a small amount of damage to the two machines involved, in-volved, an auto accident was reported re-ported at Fifth West and Center streets Saturday morning. Drivers of the machines were Bill Monk, 26, Provo, and Gam C. Slye, 24, Salt Lake City. Neither driver was arrested. SERIAL STORY WHEN A GIRL MARRIES BY RENE RYERSON AAART COPYftlOHT. 1942. NKA SERVICE. INC vention. Instructions for making use of this service are sent immediately im-mediately following such notification. notifica-tion. However, the continued delay de-lay of the Japanese in furnishing lists of prisoners has made it necessary to try some other method meth-od of communication, the Office of War Information stated. The joint plan was worked out by nition is turned out by factories employing 50 workers or less.. ELMER DAVIS'S TOUGH JOB Government friends of Elmer Davis are both sympathetic and skeptical over his decision to go on the air once a week to report to the nation. They figure that this is a case f a shoemaker shoe-maker reaching for his last. Davis, none too happy with the difficult job of running the Office of War Information, and hamstrung on a lot of ideas, has now decided to go back to the radio broadcasting which made 'him famous. This time he will speak not for a sponsor but for the government. Unquestionably his broadcasts will be a hit at first. But the job of originating news which moulds the destiny of a nation, rather than commenting on news which already has been originated, may be a tough assignment. ARGENTINE TRADE WITH NAZIS Diplomatic reports from Argentina reveal that this neutral South American country is still maintaining commerce with Germany. Despite Des-pite the blockade, Germany was. able to send goods valued at 5,000,000 pesos to Argentina during the first half of 1942. When U. S. embassy officials heard of this traffic, they asked the Argentine government how it v.as being maintained. An oficial of the Central Bank of Argentina said he was "unable to answer." But the answer is that about 80 per cent of this material consisted of military equipment purchased by Argentina from Germany before the war began, and which is just now being delivered, de-livered, with British consent. Of the remainder, part came on a blockade runner from Europe via Brazil, and part came from Japan to Chile before be-fore Japan was a belligerent, then was sent overland to Argentina. MERRY-GO-ROUND Julius Ochs Adler, one of the few brigadier generals to come up from the reserve, hitchhiked hitch-hiked an air ride with Undersecretary of War Patterson from Rolla, Mo., to New York the other day . . . Patterson was much impressed with the job Gen. Ben Lear has done at Fort Leonard Wood, which he inspected recently . . . One Republican reappointment regarding: which Roosevelt didn't hestitate was that of forthright Col. Charles March to the Federal Trade Commission. Com-mission. FDR has had a high regard for March's long record of trust-busting . . . Ten state governors gov-ernors (N. Y., Mass., N. H., Mich., N. J., Md., R. I., 111., W. Va., Fla.y have gone on recorS "before "be-fore the Senate Finance Committee against the tax on parimutuels. They claim this should be, . intra-state, not inter-state taxation . . . Capt. Leland Lovette, new chief of Navy press relations, rela-tions, is getting praise from the newspaper world for-his excellent job. (Copyright, 1942, by nited Feature Syndicate Inc.) lists of prisoners of war, next of ' special arrangement of the Red kin are notified by the War and i Cross, the state, war, navy and Navy departments and the reen- lar prisoners of war mail becomes available to them, in accordance with the terms of the Geneva Con- post office departments. Office of Censorship, Board of Economic Warfare, and Office of War Information. Utah Verse Contributions should be sent to Mrs. Celia Van Cott, 532 North Third East street. Enclose self-addressed, stamped envelope if return re-turn of copy is desired. MY MOTHER'S BIRTHDAY CAKE My mothers birthday cake must be as sweet As her lullaby songs when she rocked me to sleep Long ago, I add a dash of spice too With plenty of love to season it through; Stirred with appreciation for all the hours spent Molding my life; shaping twigs bent So they grew straight and tall. With reverent Touch I sifted the flour slow Watching her wisdom in downy floods grow; With a pinch of salt She often has said That would help kill gossip the shallow folk spread; She would joke and talk while she buttered our bread; Then back to her cake with a light in her eyes Making her look both angelic and wise. She would plop in the oven it's goodness to hold The 'cake topped with brown sugar and almond nuts rolled To make it delicious and tempting to eat For her children. Oh mother, is mine half as sweet That I make for you? It is moistened with tears Piled in deep layors and seasoned through years With your love. Eighty candles from center to rim Are lighted for you; may they never grow dim! DELLA WATERLYN Provo, Utah MISSION OF MAN Out of the realm of mystery Far from the maker's throne Into a bomb-torn shattered world Comes a baby to our home. Sweet little helpless angel God Trusted to our care We shall cleanse this world for you We'll stop the bursting flair Of bomb and shell, quench the flow Of blood, we must not feel shame When we ask God for guidance To heal earthly pain. Because of you darling Tramping boots never cease Going to battle Fighting for peace. . . GOLDEN BREMHALL TRUE CONFESSION CHAPTER XIV '"POM gave a dismayed whistle. "Good heavens, girl, what have you been doing to yourself? You look as if you'd lost 10 pounds." Enid's face was white and drawn, and in Letty's house dress, two sizes too big for her, she actually ac-tually looked as if she had shrunk. She smiled wanly. "Oh, I'll be all right now." It had been a hard week. Mom had been strong enough to go home the day after her thrilling rescue, but she refused to leave the hospital until she had been assured that someone would be with Pop every minute. And upon Enid had fallen the burden of keeping that promise. For Letty had her babies to take care of, and Aunt Faye was too mindful of her own comfort to spend many tedious hours by a sick man's bedside. Not that Enid complained. She was thankful that her father was alive to receive care and attention. atten-tion. So she had stayed with him faithfully, sleeping propped up in a rocking chair in his room, and only twice during the week had left the hospital to come out to the cottage to bathe and change clothes. It had not been until Friday night, when Pop had been at last pronounced out of danger, that .she had had anything like a full night's sleep. Mom was in the cottage kitchen with the girls, where Tom had found them that Sunday morning. His words focused her worried attention upon her youngest daughter's face. It was the first time she had really seen the strain in it, the hollows under the dark sober eyes; "She does look right peaked," Mom agreed with Tom. With vigorous decision she took the dish towel out of Enid's hand. "I'll help Let'.y with the dinner. You borrow her bathing suit and go for a swim with Tom before we eat. It'll do you good." Vainly Enid protested. Tom dragged her out of the kitchen threatening: "Now mind your mother. Get Into that bathing suit, pronto or" his eyes twinkled "I'll put It on you myself." "And lay down there In the sun until you get some color in your face," .Mom added. Reluctantly Enid ducked Into the bedroom and put on Letty's bathing suit. Saying that she was too tired to swim had been only an excuse. The truth of it was, ' she dreaded feeing alone with Tom, TT was half a city block to the lake front from the cottage occupied oc-cupied temporarly by the Shar-ons. Shar-ons. Then one had a choice of scrambling recklessly down a steep bank, or walking another two squares to the resort hotel and going down the steps there to the boat pier. Tom elected the path down the bank. He helped Enid and then, still holding her hand, raced her through the shallow breakers that were dashing lazily on the sandy beach. The water was cold, despite de-spite the hot August sun beating down on it. When she caught her breath, Enid turned over on her back and floated. Tom struck out with his vigorous crawl stroke and swam out into the lake until his head was a mere bobbing speck on the green water. Then he turned and came back to her, the water foaming foam-ing from the drive of his strong arms. He looked at Enid and grinned. There were white circles under her eyes now where a few minutes min-utes before there had been shadows, shad-ows, and the rest of her face was turning a beautiful scarlet. He laughed. "We'd better get out and dry or you'll be parboiled." She followed him up the sandy beach to the foot of the bank where some scrubby trees threw a thin shade. She sat down on the yellow sand and shook her hair free from the cap. Tom flopped on his stomach beside her, watching her. Enid met his eye and then looked away. . "Nice here, isn't it?" Tom asked lazily. Enid agreed. He sat up suddenly,! remembering remember-ing something that had been on his mind. -"Say I suppose the hospital bill for your folks was pretty steep, wasn't it? I meant to ask before I went away that morning if you needed any money. I've got a little in the bank . . . some that I've saved this last month to buy you a ring." She straightened up jerkily. Tom stared at her. "What's the matter?" "Oh, Tom, Tom don't " "Don't what?" "Don't buy me a ring now." "Why? You want one, don't you an engagement ring?" "No!" It was as if the word escaped of its own volition. Certainly Cer-tainly Enid had had no premeditated premedi-tated intention of uttering it. But as she said it, her decision was made. She was too tired to go on pretending; to go on trying to fool Tom and herself. Tom eyed her Incredulously. "What do you mean, you don't want a ring?" The truculence I faded from his voice. "You, fcavea't changed your mind, have you?" She didn't want to hurt Tom But how was she going to tell him? Tears rose to her eyes, and she struggled against them. She mustn't cry. She mustn't make Tom sorry for her. "I guess I know how you feel, honey," he said soothingly. "YpuVe been through a lot and you're tired and upset. I shouldn't have started talking about our engagement. I only meant that if you'd rather have the loan of the money now, instead of a ring" . "Tom, please " He patted her shoulder. "All right. We won't talk about it. I'll wait." CHE pushed herself away from him. Her voice was desperate but determined. The false situation situa-tion into which she had weakly allowed herself to be drawn had to be ended once and for all. "Tom, you don't understand. I'm not going to marry you. I don't love you. I never have." There, it was out! She hadn't meant to tell him this way. In fact she hadn't meant to tell him at alL She had fooled herself all week into thinking that she could take up her life where she had left it before she met Dr. Henry Holliday. But now she knew that she couldn't. Tom stared at her, at first unbelievingly, un-believingly, then his face went white under its tan. "I'm sorry, Tom. Really I am," Enid whispered wretchedly. She wished she could wipe that look from his face. "I don't suppose it will hurt you to ride once more with me," he cut in harshly. "Tom I didn't mean that! I'll be glad to ride with you, if you want me to." "I came up here to get you, didn't I?" . It wasn't a cheerful ride. Tom was silent and surly, and Enid was harried by a sense of guilt She wasn't accustomed to feeling that she had behaved badly and she knew she had to Tom. She was also uneasily aware of the secret hope beating deep in her heart A shameful hope that she woaldn't admit eveja to herself, her-self, but that was there as she said her constrained goodby to Tom, when at last they reached the unpretentious un-pretentious little frame house on Elm street. She didn't need any makeup, for the sunburn she had acquired that afternoon had reddened her lips and given her face a soft and lovely flush. Above her pink cheek her -eyes were wide and shining . . . and expectant. . JQCs Be OontinpedJ, I |