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Show Thursday, September, U, iqjj BEAK RIVER VALLEY LEADER, TREMONTON, UTAH c ombat in the which is now incorporated And thev point to an urgent need In Mm nazardous actions, Pfo. Higa 442nd Japanese-America- n extra Regi ia"au- T1 If w,mga was a poi to increase production in aircraft, and actual his exigences more pineapple, and papaya farmer and mental Combat Team, h?s in combat vehicles, in ammunition, gives Page Two - - BEAR RIVER VALLEY LEADER a dozen other industries. Said General Somervell, "We've got t give our commanders what they need right now to win this war as quickly as possible and bringr the greatest number of boys in Thursday of Bach Week Published at Tremonton, Utah, for Friday Distribution Phone 23 First West Street on Entered at the Post Office at Tremonton, Utah, as Second back." (The above article appeared In The Washington Post on August 2, the morning following General Somervell's plea to the home front to keep on supporting its fighting Class Matter October 15, 1925 A. N. RYTTING, Editor-Publish- er SUBSCRIPTION RATES (In Advance) SOLDIER RATES ONE YEAR - $2.50 FOR US, THE LIVING $1.75 men JOHNSTON BRANDS JOCKEYING FOR PEACE JOBS "BETRAYAL" . . . 74,000 dead! In the U. S. Army alone, since we entered the war 74,000 dead. Yes, abroad.) our victorious troops drive on. The news of our declared that Nisei boys go above and beyond the call of duty in their battle performances. The 100th Infantry Battalion which is the oldest of the combat units and American ir-tra- Winning the war and preparing ad- for peace are complementary actions. We must both quicken victory soul. They are white crosses on a hundred far fields ; they are There is no excuse whatsoever small gold stars in windows ; they are memories in the hearts for a let down on the home front. Any let down now will cost Amerof mothers. ican lives. Instead what we must do la intensify our effort that we Victory cannot bring them back. Nor can our prayers, shorten the war and save may or our remembering. lives. We must forget breathing and margins for relaration. Then it is for us, the living, in Lincoln's immortal words, spells If we begin to maneuver for to be dedicated to the unfinished work which they have so places of advantage in the peaceeconomy; if we begin to chisel nobly advanced; for us to be dedicated to the great task time on the war effort for any reason; remaining before us if we yield to the delusion that is so close we can loaf on victory de"That from these honored dead we take increased our job3, we are betraying our votion. . . that we highly resolve that these dead shall not men on the fighting fronts. At have died in vain; that this nation, under God, shall have a home, ours is the job of providing for winning the war the new birth of freedom, and that government of the people, by That sinews holds first priority on all job the people and for the people, shall not perish from the of our energies, out thoughts, our actions. earth." the European Nothing that we here at home are doing remotely matches what men are doing over there. The theatre of war brighten, with each succeeding victory, un- our most extreme sacrifices that we doubtedly our patriotic organizations, county and city offic- make here are minor compared ials will begin planning suitable memorials for those who have with what they are called upon give and endure. Let us then fallen, and those who have served in the various divisions of to do nothing that can cause them the nation's armed forces. the least doubt as to the fullness of our support and the intensity What kind of a memorial do we want? of our effort. As between their needs and our preferences there What kind of a memorial would THEY want? is no room whatever for argument. We must steel our nerves and The following poem so clearly expresses the thoughts of fortify our determination to work a worthwhile, living memorial, that we are passing it along and work together with no slackor fumbling while we have the in the hope that it might serve somewhat as a guide to the ing ball on the line in this post-wproject planning of our community: war. Today, we face a double chalLIVING MEMORIALS lenge, to speed victory and to be prepared for peace. We are strong In memory of me, you wouldn't erect enough to meet that challenge. 10-ya- rd ar A dreary stone that would reflect No thought of joy or living things, Or hope, for which the whole world sings. Japanese American Veteran Talks fo Kinsmen I ask that you go plant a tree To cast a shadow cool, for me. A tree to bless the weary earth, Or any mounment of vital worth! In haunting memory, on marble cold, I want no story of my valor told. Forlorn and desolate, they stand for years, Despair they bring, and lonely tears. Instead, I beg you plan a place, A playground where children race, A little lake) a bathing beach, A happy place in easy reach. eye-witne- For all the Boys on sea or land, For all the Flyers who victory planned, From the Spirit World We unite our pleas For playgrounds pools and glorious trees! ss two-ma- n taken in World War II. Higa is the shortest member fo his famed 100th Infantry Batal-iostanding barely 5 ft 1 J in. He claims this is a decided advantage in battle. Once when a machine gunn bullet ripped through the top of his helmet he gave thanks that he owed his life to his short height He says he can dig a fox hole or slit trench to fit himself while others are still engaged in the task. Their unit bears the unique distinction of being the only group in the Ground Forces of the U. S. Army to serve on two hemispheric fronts he wears campaign ribbons to prove it They are the Pacific Asiatic theatre and the African European Theatre of operations. They bear also the proud honor of being the most decorated single n, No futile piles of stone to mar, The landscape view both near and far! Dead monuments are but idle toys Give living things for our noble boys! Millicent Easter FOR THIRTY MILLION The Bureau of Internal Revenue has recently reported that 30,000,000 smaller taxpayers will be relieved of filling out the usual tax return on their 1911 incomes next March. Instead, they will mail to the Collector of Internal Revenue receipts furnished by their employers for the amount of tax withheld. The Collector will figure the tax and remit a refund for any over payment or a bill for any deficiency. The new system applies to individuals whose total income is less than $3000 and consists wholly of wages, with the addition of not more than $100 in dividends and interest. unit in the Army, of being designated the honor guard for Kinp George VI on his recent visH to the Mediterrean, and was publicly commended by Gen. Mark Clark of having no desertion or AWOL that Flnco the organization of the out- fuduVnly become convinced thr.t war is over . . that it's now just a matter of receiving the white flag from he enemy. Army and Navy chiefs tell a different story. Theirs is a tale of production lags and manpower shortages which are denying military commanders In the field of vital material without which thedr men cannot defend themselves, much less overpower the enemy. fit Moral Courage Only three dangers seem big enough to threaten America's direct course to post-wprosperity. They are (1) scarcity of capital, (2) loss of foreign markets and (3) government bungling in matters of business. Two previous chapters of "Looking Ahead" discussed the first two obstacles. Either of them could wreck America's hope of world leadership; both can be avoided. The courage of our people to brave the first two hazards depends on knowing what government means to do about the third. By investing the cost of six months of war, industry can create the 7 to 10 million new jobs needed. Competent American workers can make these jobs pay good wages and returns on the investment. Industry and labor can succeed together with favorable government regulations. Pays to be Ready Stalling and delaying at the war's end may, in three ways, stop all progress of labor and industry back toward prosperity. Indeed one obstruction can keep recovery from even starting, might wreck Private Enterprise before it starts. Taxation is the deadly tool No new laws are necessary. Many a small industrial plant will never turn a wheel after the emergency until present tax laws are changed. A factory in Texas works 150 men. X know the owner. His taxes ran $1,000 a day last year, about the He manages samt as his today because the government takes his complete output; no risks to run, no selling to do. After the war it will be different: Uncertain demands, sure selling costs, competition to meet. Without tax relief be does not see how he can afford to take such risks. Time Has Value The case is typical. Most manufacturers believe tax revisions will come, but they fear delay. If work starts on a new tax bill after It will be a year in the making and a serious business depression can get under way in that time. If employers might know today how taxes will be figured, peace-tim- e they could estimate prices and shift r Into production and employment without a Something else business men can't wait for too long: News about government competition. The U. S. owns outright 25 per cent of the nation's manufacturing plants and equipment. Will these be sold into private ownership, or what? If supported by taxes, such plants could make to lightanything from ning rods and leave the employees of bankrupt competitors weeping in the streets. Sedition is Unlawful Sabotage is government's third fear to remove. Alien agitators unmuzzled in this country can be expected to start promoting revolution as soon as hostilities have ceased. Americans still Many notions and believe hold slave-lananything that Injures their employer helps them. Arsonrviolence and vandalism should be restrained in years when life and liberty depend on efficiency. The world's only free people must stay free. Independence must be retained by the world's only nation not reduced to beggary. No sane baseball player would go to bat with two strikes on him, and, by the same token, America's rational business men deserve an open statement of government policy on three things: (1) taxation, (2) sedition and (3) government competition. If government will clear the track, industry will come through. ar pay-rol- l. y, shut-dow- n. twice-wounde- With more than 15,000 Ameri cans of Japanese ancestry in the armed forces, the relatively high number of casualties has caused concern among many of the parents. To refute the rumors that their boys are being needlessly sacrificed on the field of battle and to disprove charges that they are being compelled to serve In Parisians Well Fed and Clothed And City in Excellent Condition GEORGE S. BENSON PmidtHtxXardiHg Collect post-wa- d vetDiminutive, eran of the Italian campaign, Pfc. Thomas Higa addressed residents of Japanese ancestry residing in Northen Utah recently at the Bear River high school auditorium. To his audience of 175 Japanese Americans, many of whom havo sons now serving on battlefronts throughout the world, Higa related the accounts of his experiences in over three years and a half years of his enlistment. Their unit was patrolling a section of Pearl Harbor at the time of the attack and captured the crew of the Jap submarine the first prisoners of war to be Hysterical Crowd Welcomes Return of Liberating Yanks IY and foot-valv-es By Ernie Pyle PARIS I had thought that for me there could never again be any elation in war. But I had reckoned without the liberation of ParisI had reckoned without remembering that I might be a part of this richly historic day. We are in Paris on the first day sne of the great days of all time. This Is being written, as other cor respondents are writing their pieces, onder an emotional tension, a pent-j- p semi-deliriu- Our approach to Paris was hectic. had waited for three days In a near by town while hourly our reports on what was going on in Paris changed and contradicted themselves. Of a morning it would look as though we We were about to break through the I 1 Lr4J Ernie Pyle German ring and around Paris come to the aid of the brave French Forces of the Interior who were holding parts of the city. By afternoon it would seem the enemy had reinforced until another Stalingrad was developing. We could not bear to think of the destruction of Paris, and yet at times it seemed desperately Inevitable. That was the situation this morning when we left Rambouillet and decided to feel our way timidly toward the very outskirts of Paris. And then, when we were within about eight miles, rumors began to circulate that the French Second armored division was in the city. We argued for half an hour at a crossroads with a French captain who was holding us up, and finally he treed us and waved us on. For 15 minutes we drove through a Bat gardenlike country under a magnificent bright sun and amidst greenery, with distant banks of smoke pillaring the horizon ahead and to our left. And then we came gradually into the suburbs, and soon into Paris itself and a pandemonium of surely the greatest mass joy that has ever happened. The streets were lined as by Fourth of July parade crowds at home, only this crowd was almost hysterical. The streets of Paris are very wide, and they were packed on each side. The women were all brightly dressed In white or red blouses and colorful peasant skirts, with flowers in their hair and big flashy earrings. Everybody was throwing flowers, and even serpentine. As our jeep eased through the crowds, thousands of people crowded up, leaving only a narrow corridor, and frantic men, women and children grabbed us and kissed us and shook our hands and beat on our shoulders and slapped our backs and shouted their joy as we passed. I was in a jeep with Henry Gor-re- ll of the United Press, Capt. Carl Pergler of Washington, D. C, and Corp. Alexander Belon, of Amherst, Mass. We all got kissed until we were literally red in the face, and I must say we enjoyed it. Once when the Jeep was simply swamped In human traffic and had to stop, we were swarmed over and hugged and kissed and torn at. Everybody, even beautiful girls, insisted on kissing you on both cheeks. Somehow I got started kissing babies that were held up by their parents, and for a while it looked like a politician going down the street. The fact that I hadn't shaved for days, and was as well as baldheaded, made no difference. Once when we came to a stop some Frenchman told us there were still snipers shooting, so we Marriage Vear The greaifst marriage year in hu- put our steel helmets back on. man history was 1020. In all : The people certainly looked (.f Rurrpi" ;.r,ii in the United well fed and well dressed. The States, the number nf marriages streets were lined with green reached a new high. This was true trees and modern buildings. All rcuardlcss of whether the country the stores were closed in holwas in the war or not, regardless iday. Bicycles were so thick I of whether it was on the winning have aa idea there were plenty or losing side, regardless of whether of accidents that day, with or n"t it wis experiencing extreme tanks and Jeeps overrunning the inflation. populace. We entered Paris via Rue Aristide, Steel learning In the first half of im, a good Briand and Rue d'Orleans. We were apprehensive, but decided it period for steel production, the in- slightly was to keep golru? as long all dustry earned 8.2 per cent per year as there right were crowds. But finally on Investment. In 1910. the tndus we were stymied by the people In try earned 7 5 per cent and In Mil, the streets, and then above the din the return wat 8 per cent In 1942 we some heard the industry nt a whole earned 58 explosionsthe Germans trying to deon cent investment. per During stroy 1913 earnings receded further then bridges across the Seine. And the rattling of machine guns amounting to only 5.1 per cent new-mad- e d coun-1--m- 1 n Front: Pvle . LOOKING " That's the message from top Army, Navy and civilian officials which the Washington Post broadcast to Washington and the nation in its issue of August 2, 1944. Too many Americans, who have given their best efforts toward all out production of essential war materials during '42 and '43 have Japanese-America- Japanese-- be ready for it. Smashing Allied victories on widely scattered battle fronts emthe necessity for immedLet us pause there a moment. Let's forget the movies, the phasize iate government and business measures to prepare for reconversion. radio shows, the crisp unrealities on which we feed. But in doing so we must not, we Let's remember there are 74,000 who will never again dare not, take our eye off the ball feel the cool, sharp tang of an autumn morning, nor the glow for an instant. There is far more fighting: and sacrifice ahead. There sun. Let us remember that they are dead of the non-da- y are still ahead grim and bloody so many of them before they had fully lived. days that will try our nation's Definitely, The War Is Not Over Disun-Uishe- By Eric A Johnson President, Chamber of Commerce of the United States vances makes big black headlines. But, in small factual type, the War Department announces: 74,000 dead. . . As the prospects of an early victory in cbseivations on the ItjJ;:i front. than 1020 while visiting here showed Purple Hearts, 46 Silver an quite interest in mainland methods d Ife told his audience cf parent Siars, 31 Bronze stars; 9 that the Nisei boys realize that Service Crosses, 3 Legion of farming. He is being sponsored' they are on the spot to remove of Merit Medals, 2 Unit citations, on this tour by the Citizens' League in any suspicions that Jananvse and 15 enlisted men received with the War DepartAmericans are disloyal. Knowing battlefield commissions after dishe necessity for establishing ar. playing outstanding leadership in ment. r fnt nhii record that will for ever stand as a shining example of the contribution of Japanese- Americans to the cause of victory. With Ernie at the baby-kissi- gray-bearde- d ng s up the street, and that field whine of high-velocit- old battle- shells y just overhead. Some of us veterans ducked, but the Parisians just laughed and continued to carry on. There came running over to our jeep a tall, thin, happy woman in a light brown dress, who spoke perfect American. She was Mrs. Helen Cardon, who lived in Paris for 21 years and has not been home to America since 1935. Her husband is an officer in French army headquarters and home now after 2 years as a German prisoner. He was with her, in civilian clothes. Mrs. Cardon has a sister, Mrs. George Swikart, of New York city, and I can say here to her relatives in America that she is well and happy. Incidentally, her two children, Edgar and Peter, are the only two American children, she says, who have been in Paris throughout the entire war. We entered Paris from due south and the Germans were still battling in the heart of the city along the Seine when we arrived, but they were doomed. There was a full French armored division in the city, plus American troops entering constantly. The farthest we got in our first hour in Paris was near the senatt building, where some Germans were holed up and firing desperately. So we took a hotel room near by and decided to write while the others fought. By the time you read this I'm sure Paris will once again be free for Frenchmen, and I'll be out all over town getting my bald head kissed. Of all the days of national joy I've ever witnessed this is the biggest. The other correspondents have written so thoroughly and so well about the fantastic eruption of mass joy when Paris was liberated that I shall not dwell on it much longer. But there are some little things I have to get out of my system, so we'll have at least this one more column on it. Actually the thing has floored most of us. I know that I have felt totally Incapable of reporting it to you. It was so big I felt inadequate to touch it I didn't know where to start or what to say. The words you put down about it sound feeble to the point of asininity. I'm not alone in this feeling, for I've heard a dozen other correspondents say the same thing. A good many of us feel we have failed in properly presenting the loveliest brightest story of our time. It could be that this is because we have been so unused, for so long, to anything bright At any rate let's go back to the demonstration. From 2 o'clock in the afternoon until darkness around 10, we few Americans in Paris on that first day were kissed and hauled and mauled by friendly mobs until we hardly knew where we were. Everybody kissed you little chimen, ldren, old women, grown-ubeautiful girls. They Jumped and squealed and pushed in a literal frenzy. They pinned bright little flags and badges all over you. Amateur cameramen took pictures. They tossed flowers and friendly tomatoes Into your Jeep. One little girl even threw a bottle of cider into ours. p As you drove along, gigantic masses of waving and screaming es humanity clapped their hands line performthough applauding a ance in a theater. We in the jeeps smiled back until we had set grins on our faces. We waved until our arms gave out, and then we Just waggled our fingers. We shook hands until our hands were bruised and scratched. If the jeep stopped, you were swamped Instantly. Those who couldn't reach you threw kisses at you, and we threw kisses back. wonThey sang songs. They sang never had we French derful songs heard. And they sang "Tipperary and "Madelon" and "Over There and the "Marseilalse." French policemen saluted formalThe ly but smilingly as we passed. oi ahead in went French tanks that us pulled over to the sidewalks and were immediately swarmed over. f , |