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Show rage -- Two BEAR RIVER VALLEY LEADER Published at Tremonton, Utah, on Thursday of Each Week 23-- J First West Street Entered at the Post Office at Tremonton, Utah, aa 2nd Class Matter A. N. RYTTING, Editor - Publisher SUBSCRIPTION' RATES J2.M DNK YEAR (In Advance) 1.25 SIX MONTHS (In Advance) THREE MONTHS (In Advance) 75 FROM SMALL BEGINNINGS Last weekend, music lovers of the valley enjoyed the outstanding program given by the Cheraiavsky Brothers at trie Stake Tabernacle. The musicians were most generous with their encores and seemed to enjoy playing for the appreciative audience. From this beginning, present "indications are that a series of such concerts will be given during the coming season. Many individuals have already purchased and pledged for season tickets, which will assure the success of future entertainments, financially. To the individuals who, with a little wishful thinking, along with action at the right moment, secured the services of the Cherniavsky Brothers, and laid the foundation for further cultural advancement in the valley, should go thanks and appreciation. BETTER PAY FOR LEGISLATORS Of great importance to every citizen of the state, to everyone who has an interest of any nature in the welfare of Utah as it is reflected in benefits to the individual, is the increase in pay proposed for the men and women who serve in the Utah state legislature. Too long have the people of this state permitted individuals to sacrifice personal interests to serve in the legislature at a payment that is much below the level received by the average common laborer in this modem age. It is a salary scale that has long since been nowhere near on a level with the base of cost of living for those who go to the state capitol city to serve as law makers. In some circles there has prevailed the incorrect idea that this low payment to the legislators has been of economic value to the state. That this is incorrect will be admitted by those who have given the subject considered thought. Undoubtedly the prevailing opinion throughout the state is that there should be an increase in pay for those who make our laws, it is an opinion supported from every angle by facts that cannot be refuted. Utah needs to march forward in its governmental operations to parallel its advance in the economic field. One of the important steps in this march forward is proper payment for the men and women who make our laws and that .proper pay can be based only on a scale in line the ser vices which they, as lawmakers, are expected to render. x BEAR RIVER VALLEY LEADER-- Thursday, March , young to know the sins of earth and ways of war. But now, all too soon, the miracle of manhood has awakened in his breast and I, his mother, was not there to see. He would shoulder all the trials of this unholy war alone, and save his brother's happiness, but not so, for another son must go to help his fellowmen. Thus, sorrow tugging at my inner parts, smothering the spirit of my soul, I glanced up in agony, gasping for relief at Washington. His eyes smiled down at me from on the wall. Solace from their steady gaze carressed me like a benediction as they seemed to speak into my feverish mind the history of this, our Nation. "Be brave, 0 Mother heart, and heed my word, for I am called the Father of This Land. In my far distant day men bled and died for freedom's sake. That freedom won, men have fought and died through decades since to keep that holy heritage intact. Your son is fighting for the right as men have always had to fight for things they love and cherish; for things that overcome the wrong and make this world God's own. A privilege is your son's to offer such a sacrifice, a privilege which you share. No longer mourn but gird yourself in battle garb and march on in the home front lines. Keep it cheery there, carry on in the work of love, of home, of family ties and church. Cling close to God, count the blessings that are yours and worship thou your Maker, thereby holding up the standards of our Nation for which we have all so bravely battled. And forget not your neighbors for they too have absent loved one." My thoughts leaped to the vacant chair in the little home across the way, the Father's chair. My being shook with sympathy, my lips trembled, then parted in a prayer. "Oh, God of this Nation, Maker of alL enter Thou the hearts of all mankind. Bring peace to earth, and love and charity. Guard Thou our sons and fathers of our children from every evil thing. Make us strong, Oh Lord, strong of mind and soul to carry on, and on, and on until the dawn of a new day. "And when the smoke of battle clears away, the burstbombs and motors roar has ceased, the war lords crushed ing and gone; when our returning sons are welcomed home again, as a prayer said for the ones that don't return; oh God, be with us then lest we forget Thee once again. And bless us with a deep love for man and God that we may know the worth of life. Take from our hearts the bitterness of hate and with characters enlarged, help us appreciate all brave men, like Washington and the deeds that they have done for us, that our BLUE STAR SHALL NOT HAVE SHONE IN VAIN." Speahi of warmth and cold regulated in tne home and relngeraXor, by ciianging a thermostate. Music and woras irom any section of trie world may be heard over radios. A .telephone permits conversations with iriends all over the world. automobiles, polished Sinning, equipped with cushioned seats, radios aiid heaters, carry my people quickly to their destinations. Oh, that I could bring back my children of toil for just a day, a day of leisure in these homes! There was a time when I needed only to look below to see the busy, industrious Americans. Now their sons and daughters soar above me., I look above and pay honest tribute to them. Yes, there they are on land, sea and in the deweyvillf Mrs. Th .HMH Jlrs- - Jerry turned to Los Angeles, Qujw Wednesday, after spends here with their parents Mr , tft O. W. Snow and other rela "Ves ay friends. Mrs. Marva Johnson and Dorothy, and son Bob of Otrd ited their mother and trnT ' Mrs. J. W. Spackman. ed at the home of Mr. and JiT, S packman and Mr. and Mrs p R. Barnard. Mrs. Barnard and Spackman are sister and broth,. Mrs. Johnson. A wedding dinner W33 hv Mr. anH Mr 1. L W.T.... ley at their home, honoring tb7 daughter, Mae, who was married? Corporal G. W. Weedon The mony was preformed at the home the bride's parents bv Bishon m.. Fryler March 3rd. The families and Bishop and Mrs FH cnjujrcv. UK uuuici. vArporai Weed on's home is in Amarilla, Texas t?" is now stationed at Bushnell 7v couple plan to make their home Brigham City for the present. The bride is a graduate of the Box Elder high school and has been employe in Brigham City for the past year The groom has just returned from' overseas. Sgt. and Mrs. Darrell Loveland many useful and beautiful gifts at their wedding dance, Thur day evening. Alfonzo Gardner spent a few tej here with relatives. Mr. and Mrs. Robert Birch an moving to Brigham City, after fo. ing at Deweyville twenty-eigyean. Mr. Birch was maintainer for the O. S. L. R. R. Their many friendi will miss them and wish them happiness in their new home. Mr. and Mrs. Victor Burbank aai Miss Lettie Burbank, of Ogden, visited relatives and friends here Sundaj, Sunday evening at Sacrament meeting, Sgt. Darrell Loveland was the special speaker. Monday, Mrs. Emma Loveland returned to her job at Second Street, after spending two weeks at home with her son, Sgt. Darrell A Low land. Sgt. and Mrs. Darrell Loveland were dinner guests at the home rf Litckfr,,.. w Ty .J' air. Such words as "jive" and "jitterbug" have come to my ears. Could it be that a new race has entered my country without my know- ledge ? Oh, no, it is only the spirited youth of the modern generation dancing in fantastic forms. Hot ice cream and soda dogs, for pop have become their food. There is time now for a word that was seldom heard in the Thousands of my people congregate in so called stadiums, and cheer heartily the contestants in American games. This is indeed a glorious country. It lies before me in all its splendor. But can it be I hear the fearful rumbles of war? Is all this to be destroyed? y naThis once tion is stirring with anger. Someone has threatened their freedom. Wake, America! This is your battle! The freedom you have taken so for granted is again being challenged. I have complete faith, for you, as past generation, have your undying reasons for remaining free. Yes, I know that you will fight n willingly for our rights freedom of speech, freedom of press, freedom from fear, and freedom of religion, that our beloved nation might forever remain a real America! Please, dear God, may my people be victorious and let peace again reign over the world, that long may I wave "o'er the land of the free and the home of the pop-cor- AUifc inaS n, by-wo- rd happy-go-luck- ht God-give- their parents, Mr. and Mrs. Warren Conger, Sunday. They also spent Monday with them and other relative! at the Conger home. Mrs. Gene Woods and daughter, Ogden, and Cleo Marble visited at the home of Mr. and Mrs. N. Peter Marble over the weekend. brave." of (By Beverly Summers) (Prize Winning Essay of the Tremonton Junior Chamber of Commerce) Crows Know Armed Men Crows are able to distinguish between armed and unarmed men and will closely approach the' latter. I am the American Flag ! I have flown over the free lands of America for manv erations. Representing America has been a great honor and also a SOUND ADVICE tremendous responsibility. You see. I have met several flae-- on tne tieid ot battle. 1 am proud to say I have been victorious over comment week has heard been much During the past most of them. However, there is always a banner anxious to over about the meeting at the high school, where the problem of Japanese land ownership was discussed. It seems that power me, so I must be on constant guard. for the present, at least, efforts of committees appointed, At times when I looked into ised. will be to curtail selling of lands to Japanese, not alone for the upturned faces of my people, I began to see the efforts of their seemed almost my responsibility in the valley under white the purpose of keeping the lands toil blossom forth. Splendid fields for from their eyes unbearable, of grain replaced the barren soil. ownership, but to avoid further development of racial dif- shown the spirit of hope, determiCities began to dot the land. In ferences, which will become more apparent should sales nation and thankfulness for this those cities, buildings for educafree I land. couldn't fail them! just continue. tion were immediately constructed was the symbol of that cherished I The advice offered by Mayor Earl J. Glade, of Salt Lake freedom! and her stalwart young men sought to learn the fundamentals for Beneath my brilliant red, white City, recently seems to be the best solution to the problem building a stronger, better Amerthat we have heard. lie advised the Japanese not to seek and blues, I have nestled people ica. all comers of the earth. No licenses to operate and own additional business, not to acquire from America again was ravaged by matter what colors or creed, more real estate holdings, until the present condition is somewar. I gazed on with sickening whether rich or poor, they have all heart as I saw brave men die, and what cleared up, and by such action tend to quiet the rising been welcomed. In each of their beautiful homes become charred lives seen have I the portrayed tide of racial opposition. A word might also be added, urging ruins of ugliness. ' dramas of comedy, tragfarmers not to consider sales to Japanese, even though the greatest edy, romance and patriotism ever During one of the long nights of battle, a loyal patriot composed prices they receive may be considerably higher than others imagined. Each generation was a song that stirred all America. just a little different from the are willing or able to pay. one, but each as inpreceeding Upon hearing its martial air, x K s triguing as the other. MY BLUE STAR (By Rebecca K. Smith) There is a blue star shining in my window. Near the glowing embers I sat intently gazing at a picture from the mantle, a picture of my soldier son. Bitter, resentful thoughts were mine, my heart too full for tears. Was this to be the great reward for having reared a family to have them taken one by one from my yearning arms and flung upon the altar of sacrifice to avarice and greed? ' It was all so different from what we had planned for him, his Dad and I, these many years; such big things, such happy things, things to teach him hallowed living. But as his footsteps neared the sacred threshold of manhood, it came like a thief in the night fate had intervened, unrighteous nations had risen to ingulf the world, and war had snatched him from our grasp. WAR, the destroyer of nations, of men, of souls. So now our son somewhere out there is being taught to hate, to fight, to kill, to live in the very depths of hell and if needs be, to die. Over and over again I asked myself, "Why, Oh Why?" Yes I know they say for freedom's sake, for truth and honor, love of lilerty. But scarce a quarter of century has slipped away since his father fought for the same sacred cause, the divine gift of freedom and equality, so his children and his children's children could know the blessedness of living in love and harmony with all mankind. And before his day his back to the grandfather fought, and his days of the Revolution. All fought for the same freedom; freedom of worship, freedom of speech, freedom to work, to live, to love, to uphold one's own ideals. And yet our boy and all the other boys are called to fight again. Is it all in vain? He was so young, so very young when he left us. Too great-grandfath- er, The younger generations have frowned at the task of remembering the names of the great heroes of those dramas. But those heroes are a part of the cherished historical heritage that has been handed down to them. Youths burden of remembering is small compared to the suffering those gallant men went through to give future generations the privilege of freedom and learning. VVeU I know how those heroes fought. I stood over them in the terrible days of hunger, cold and bloody batUe. Still they carried on, with their flickering flame of freedom lighting the way. I swell with pride as I recall those famous leaders and men who suffered that this country might be. Too, I remember those dear unthe women recognized heroes and children who stood behind the fighters, giving them encouragement, and facing hunger and cold just as heroically as their men. Those were hard daya for my beloved Americans. They worked against tremendous odds to cultivate the unbroken sod of this new land. They had but the bare necessities of life. Their clothes were made of homely, course material. Their food was plain and lacked many appetizing delicacies. Their homes were crude, and winter winds blew unmercifully through the cracks in the walls. Still it seemed that the magic word, freedom, pushed these pioneers of the wilderness forward, and helped them bear their hardships. In their minds they continued to vision the happy future which America prom people stood with reverence, wept tears of humble emotion; they marched into battle smiling. We were born of battle, that song and I. We became almost inseparable, for as people gazed at me, those immortal strains in their minds. There was another war, too, with a good cause, but nevertheless, war. Mr. Loncoin believed that I stood for freedom and equality and those living under me should be governed accordingly. I was proud of Mr. Lincoln for he forcefully upheld his ideals. Progress was becoming rapid now. Many conveniences were being added for comfortable living conditions. Old Ben Franklin, Thomas Edison, Alexander Graham Bell are just a few of the famous names credited with the inventions of those conveniences. The steam boat was a great asset for traveling conditions. But frantic alarm was caused with the creation of the automobile. Such horrifying speeds of 10 and 20 miles an hour on land were achieved. However, as the years rolled by, my people, ' becoming accustomed to automobiles, stream lined trains, airplanes, and steamships, marveled at the accomplishments science made each year. Today I see the homes of America standing as an example of successful American initiative. Light floods the rooms at the mere pressing of a button. There is drinking water at the slight turn of a tap. Dainty tastes of color harmonize the walls and furniture, furniture so very soft and comfortable. Varied temperatures GIVE MORE w 44 ed ft a i - t l- - . , A 1 1944 WAR 2461 Wash. Blvd., Ogden FUND Lae 262 So. Main, Salt |