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WILL OUR MERCHANT MARINE
BE JUNKED ONCE AGAIN?
WITH THE WAR OVER there is
now an agitation for the scuttling
of the merchant marine commis
sion, and turning our future on the
seas over to the department of
commerce. Those interested in the
maintenance of a real place for
this country in ocean shipping are
not thrilled at that prospect.
The merchant marine commis
sion’s program calls for the sale, or
junking of the some 2,000 Liberty
ships built for early war service. Of
the larger, faster, turbine-driven
Victory ships they would utilize
under private operation all that it is
possible to find a place for. The
government would lay up, and care
for, some 500 ships as a merchant
marine reserve. That reserve would
be a protection against war needs
until such time as the danger of a
Third World war has passed.
There has been opposition to
the payment of what has been
termed shipping subsidies. The
marine commission calls such
payments an “equalization of
operating costs.” This is a de
vice like our tariff on foreign
made goods, which enables the
American manufacturer to pay
the American standard of wages
and still compete with the low
wages of Europe. It is the buy
ers of shoes and things who
maintain that wage standard.
The United States government
fixes a minimum wage standard for
American seamen that is far above
the wage paid for the same jobs on
ships flying the flags of other na
tions. For example: The common
sailor on an American ship must
be paid not less than $72 a month.
On a Japanese ship a sailor, doing
exactly the same job, is paid $11 a
month. That difference in pay, and
the difference in subsistence costs,
is what the equalization payments
cover.
. The merchant marine commis
sion is fearful we will again do as
we did following World War I. The
fleet we built, at tremendous cost,
for use in that war was sold for
junk after the war was over. Many
of the ships were broken up and
used in building Ford cars. In
World War II we spent billions of
dollars for ships, without which we
could not have won the wars in Eu
rope and Asia. The department of
commerce could sell them for
junk; it could transport American
products to foreign markets in for
eign ships, and come another war,
as in the last two, we could again
start at scratch, spend more bil
lions, if given time by our enemies,
in building another fleet of mer
chant vessels. It would be cheaper
to keep the merchant marine com
mission, and those of greatest value
of the ships we now have. Before
taking any hasty action let us know
more definitely the intentions of the
Russian Bear.
* * *
WORKERS CAN NOW AFFORD
STEAKS AND STRAWBERRIES
SOME YEARS AGO I heard an
employer say to members of a la
bor committee who were asking for
an increase in wages: “Because I
eat sirloin steaks you think you
should have the same quality of
meat. You should be thankful that
you can have stews.” I recalled that
statement recently when in a food
market, and noted what people
were buying. A worker’s wife
bought fresh strawberries, then sell
ing at 50 cents a pint box, enough
for a family of six; with them she
had frozen peas and some other
delicacies. A one time employer,
now retired, and living on such
fixed income as he derived from
savings, purchased three pounds of
second grade potatoes, a head
of cabbage and a bunch of car
rots. The day has arrived when it
is the workers who eat the sirloins.
• * *
RUSSIA UNDER LENIN tried
Marxian communism for a few
months only. It did not work, and
the turn was to state socialism.
After Lenin’s death the turn was
to state capitalism, with Stalin
as the dictator such an ideology
calls for. All three systems
have much simUarity. In all, the
state is supreme. The citizen
is not the master but is subservi
ent to the bureaucracy that rules
him. A majority of the Ameri
can people would not subscribe to
the Russian form of government.
They value their individual
freedom.
* * •
WHEN THEY ARE MAD, mem
bers of the congress think about
America. When they are not, they
think first about appeasing the
voters of the minorities.
AndHere
V/ehiavey
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By EDWARD EMERINE
. WNU Features.
H ERE we have Idaho—fabulous sunsets, lakes of gold and
dreamy, purple mountains; a million stars in the dark blue
sky and moonlight on the sagebrush; canyons and gorges, sand
dunes and crystal lakes; stunted desert brush and towering pines;
waterfalls higher than Niagara and gorges deeper than the Grand
Canyon; snow 20 feet deep among the pines and spruce; farms
and cities amidst nature’s unspoiled loveliness; natural caves full
of ice in the hot desert.
From the Canadian border on the north to the temper
ate Cache valley on the south, and from the frozen
Teton peaks on the east to the warm Pacific winds in
Boise valley, Idaho offers a variety of climate, topog
raphy and scenic wonder. It has miles of desert and
formidable table lands, but it also has more lakes than
man has ever counted. It has alpine peaks where the
ice and snow never melt, and homes heated by water
from natural hot springs.
No more interesting, romantic and pleasant area may
be found on earth than Idaho. Yet from an automobile
or train window it may often appear to be a rolling
waste, lonely and cruel. Unfortunately the main high
ways and railroad tracks wander too far from rich
and beautiful spots in Idaho, and those who would know
the “Gem of the Mountains” must take the sideroads—
and great will be their reward.
Idaho is a young state, with young and energetic peo
ple. They are not hampered by the heavy hand of tradi
tion, nor restrained by the ghosts of their ancestors.
Whether Basque sheepherders. Mormon descendants,
farmers from Nebraska, or recruits from the West
coast states, the people of Idaho are living proof of
Western friendliness and hospitality. Western progres
siveness, and Western determination to harness nature’s
resources for the good of all.
The early history of Idaho is bound up with that of
the states of Oregon and Washington, but its tradition
and lore has borrowed much from the Mormons of
Utah, the cattlemen of Wyoming and the miners of
Montana. It drew from all its surrounding states and
became the great melting pot of the Northwest.
Following the Lewis and Clark expedition, Idaho
was the hunting and trapping paradise of early adven
turers. Later thousands of persons crossed Idaho by
way of the Oregon trail, following the Snake river
through the desert. The ruts of thousands of wagons
still remain, but the Oregon trail and one of Amer
ica’s greatest migrations added little to Idaho’s develop
ment.
In 1859 gold was discovered in
the Pierce City region and by the
autumn of 1862 there were 30,000
persons near Lewiston. A greater
discovery followed in the Boise
basin, and within a year Idaho City
had a population estimated at near
40,000. At the census of 1870, only
15,000 remained of the swarm of
miners of the early ’60s; but 200
million dollars in gold had been
taken out of Idaho — the greatest
recofd in history for a similar pe
riod of time.
It was the Mormons who founded
Idaho’s first permanent settlement
in 1860. They believed they were in
Utah when they called their village
Franklin and made irrigation a fact
in Idaho by building a canal three
and a half miles long. They also
established that year the first
school for white children within the
present boundaries of the state.
Agriculture made little headway,
however, for the feverish indus
try of thousands exploring the earth
for mineral treasures continued. Al
though the Idaho territory was
created in 1863, more lusty years
were to follow. Rich gold strikes
were made in the Salmon River
and Florence areas, in Boise basin,
in the Owyhee terrain, in the Coeur
d’Alenes, and elsewhere. Boom
towns were erected overnight, and
the days were rich in murders and
hangings, feuds and melodramatic
DESERT? . . . Sagebrush cleared
away and the magic of irrigation
applied, the desert produces
Idaho’s famous potatoes and other
crops.
deaths. The turbulence of Idaho
City’s former life, and the violence
of its ways, may be inferred from
the statemen,: of old-timers that
only 28 of the 200 persons buried in
its cemetery in 1863 died from
natural causes!
But the development of Idaho was
to follow the decline of gold fever.
Cattlemen pushed their herds into
the territory from Wyoming, and
sheepmen soon followed. More
Mormon farmers moved northward
and irrigation was expanded. The
Northern Pacific railroad laid its
rails across the Panhandle in 1880-
’82, and the Union Pacific — Oregon
Short Line —crossed the southern
part of the state in 1882-’84. Its
mines and forest were opened com
mercially, and Idaho was no longer
a wild frontier.
When Idaho became a state in
1890 its valleys were soon home
steaded by sturdy stock from the
Middle West. For each mining
SALMON RIVER . . . Highway
along the canyon. The Salmon is
known as “The River of No Re
turn.”
camp that became a ghost town, a
new community appeared, built sol
idly on the dev 'lopment of Idaho’s
great natural resources. Idaho set
tled down, at last, to build its king
dom.
The northern part of Idaho re
claimed logged-off land, to become
one of the most productive areas in
the West. “Idaho white pine — and
plenty of it” is the slogan of its
lumbermen, and yellow pine grows
broad and tall. Idaho’s mines yield
countless minerals, with more be
ing discovered each year.
The Snake River valley and its
drainage area has prospered under
irrigation and reclamation, while
lands beyond the irrigation ditches
have been utilized for wheat and
other grains. New irrigation proj
ects are being opened, and Idaho’s
agriculture and livestock industries
are thriving.
Idaho potatoes, famous all over
the civilized world, are grown in
desert soil enriched by centuries of
sagebrush and other desert growth
and touched by the magic of irri
gation. Even cull potatoes are now
utilized and made into industrial
alcohol, or fed to livestock. Sugar
beets thrive and alfalfa grows lux
uriantly. Cattle and sheep are fat
tened on rich pastures and in feed
lots, and dairy herds are found
everywhere.
Only recently has Idaho come into
prominence as a playground and
recreation spot for people who are
weary of make-believe life in cities.
It offers year-around skiing, hunt
ing, fishing, swimming, boating and
other sports. Pheasants, ducks and
geese are plentiful. There are ante
lope, deer, elk and other big game
in abundance to assure the sports
man of his kill. From dog races at
Ashton when the snow is deep, to
summer boating on Payette lakes
or fishing in Pend d’Orielle, no other
state exceeds Idaho in sports of the
great outdoors.
New York capitalists and Holly
wood movie stars have found in Sun
Valley in the Sawtooth Mountains
one of the world’s finest recreation
spots. In winter, skiing is the out
standing sport, with tobogganing
and big game hunting following. In
summer, the mountain streams near
by offer varieties of trout, the gam-
est fish of them all. Lakes and
woods in the Stanley Basin afford
boating, fishing, riding, hiking and
camping.
Idaho is a state of mountains, val
leys and deserts, with variety
enough for everyone. The mountain
ranges include Cabinet, Coeur
d’Alene, Beaverhead and Bitter
Root in the north; Salmon River,
Sawtooth and Lost Rivers in the
center of the state, and the Bear,
Blackfoot and Snake River moun
tains in the southeast, with the Te-
tons along the Wyoming line north
ward.
Shoshone Falls — 46 feet higher
than Niagara—pours its flood over
a horseshoe-shaped rim in Snake
River canyon. Twin Falls is another
majestic sight, and American and
Salmon Falls are also attractive to
visitors.
Idaho offers the unusual — the
alfnost unbelievable — in scenic
wonders. The deepest canyon on the
North American continent drops
almost 8,000 feet below the rimrock
of the Seven Devils ranges of
mountains. The Big and Little Lost
rivers tumble down from mountain
peaks to disappear into the porous
volcanic desert, breaking into sun
light again as Thousand Springs
in the Snake River gorge. Recent
volcanic action is offered at Craters
of the Moon, and Mount Borah,
highest point in the state, carries
coral limestone on its crest, lifted
from the sea which was once three
miles below.
The state of Idaho remains a part
of the Great Northwest, rich in re
sources, sure of its future. The fron
tier spirit till lives in countless ways
within its borders, ready to mount
to thunderous zest in the develop
ment that seems sure to come.
• • *
LORD HALIFAX, FOLLOWING
World War II, believes in the civ
ilization - saving qualities of rural
America, as did another great
Englishman, Arthur Balfour, follow
ing World War I. In an article in
Collier’s, Lord Halifax said: "If any
one has a doubt about the sound
ness of the American people, let
him shake the dust of the great
cities off his feet and get out into
the country and the small towns.
There he will find the roots of Amer
ica growing as steadily as ever in
the past ”
* (**!
^ SERVICE
BUREAU
EDITOR’S NOTE: Thij neivs paper,
through special arrangement with the
Washington Bureau of Western News
paper Union at 1616 Eye Street, N, W.,
Washington, D. C., is able to bring read
ers this weekly column on problems of
the veteran and serviceman and his fam
ily. Questions may be addressed to the
above Bureau and they will be answered
in a subsequent column. No replies can
be made direct by mail, but only in the
column which will appear in this new*
paper regularly.
Books Available for Vets
More than a million text books ac
quired from the War Assets admin
istration will be distributed by the
Library of Congress to accredited
colleges and universities for use of
veteran - students. Veterans’ admin
istration has announced.
Veterans’ administration has
transferred to the library sufficient
funds to cover the cost of handling
and mailing the books which were
formerly used by the army and navy
college training programs. It is es
timated that the surplus books will
save the Veterans’ administration
approximately $3,000,000 in its vet
erans’ school program and is expect
ed to relieve somewhat the serious
text-book shortage.
Each school will set up its own
distribution system to assure that
only veterans will obtain the books
after requisitioning the books they
need from lists supplied by the LU
brary of Congress.
Questions and Answers
Q. Our son who was almost our
sole support served 30 months in the
armed services. He was in the
service for 18 months before we re
ceived an allotment. Is there any
way we can get this allotment for
the first 18 months he was in the
service? We were as much depend
ent then as we were when the al
lotment was granted. — Reader,
Staples, Mich.
A. It would depend upon when
your son made request for an allot
ment. If he made no request and
the money was not deducted from
his pay, then there is no chance to
get it. If he made the request,
the money was deducted and for
some reason you did not receive it,
you can collect it. Suggest you
write your son and ask when he
made his request for the allotment.
Q. My son has been in service
since January, 1945. He has been
overseas since August, 1945. I need
him at home to help see after his
father as he is not able to work. We
are farmers. When will he be eligi
ble for discharge? He was an 18-
year-old draftee—L. Me., Scotts-
boro, Ala.
A. Your son apparently has only
about 9 points as of September 2,
1945, so unless for some reason he
is discharged sooner I would guess
he will have at least another year
to serve under present regulations.
If you can prove dependency or
hardship which has occurred since
he entered service, it may be that
he could be discharged for these
reasons. However, he must ask for
that discharge from his command-
ing officer.
Q. My son was discharged in .Oc
tober after 30 months in service. He
was a flight officer in the air corps
and has his battle stars, oak leaf
cluster, etc. Now he would like to
get into the Reserves, po they ac
cept flight officers? What will be
the best way to go about getting in?
—Mrs. M. F. O., Denver, Colo.
A. At the moment, the answer is
that flight officers are not accept
able, but by the time you read this
the army may have issued new reg
ulations providing for acceptance of
flight officers into the reserve. The
matter is pending now with the
authorities. Suggest you keep in
touch with your local army head
quarters.
Q. My son recently enlisted for
three years in the army. There are
three of us in the family, the son,
myself and mother. There are no
brothers or sisters. We are very
much alone and my son is the sole
support. We are both afflicted with
angina pectoris. Is there any one
to whom we can appeal not to send
my son across for overseas duty?
My reason is that if either of us
should expire, the remaining one
would need my son home to care
for her. It death takes one of us,
could he get a discharge to come
home and care for the other one?—
Mrs. W. T. B., Brookhaven, Miss.
A. In the first place, the son was
not forced to enlist for three years,
and he can provide family allot
ment for you if he wishes. If he
wishes to obtain a discharge using
his family as a hardship case, he
should take it up with his command
ing officer. There is no one to whom
you can appeal about the overseas
exemption since he cannot be half
in and half-out of the army.
Q. I am a veteran whose total
service was spent in the navy’s
V-12 program. Am I entitled to
more education under the G.I. Bill
of Rights?—J.C.K., Redwood, Ark.
A. The VA has ruled that a vet
eran whose total period of service
in the armed forces was spent in
ASTP or in V-12, the navy college
training program, studying medi
cine, dentistry, veterinary medicine
or theology is not entitled to any
further education benefits under the
G.I. Bill. The VA will rule upon the
eligibility of other cases which come
under V-12 headings.
The Twerp Turns
By WILLIAM J. MURDOCH
McClure Newspaper Syndicate.
WNU Features.
L UCIUS STEEMS stretched his
frail spindly frame on the porch
swing and sighed heavily. He was
tired of being picked on. His wife,
his employer — oh, especially his
employer! — his fellow workers,
bus drivers — they all dished it out
to him. Lucius knew why, too. He
was a weak-kneed sissy—and looked
and acted it.
He didn’t even have enough gump
tion to order his youngest, John
ny, and that Rodney kid from down
the street to take their argument
elsewhere. They were around the
side of the house, noisily squab
bling, ably abetted by their yelp
ing dogs. Lucius wanted a little
peace and quiet before returning
to the office for the afternoon.
Mr. Ralston had called him down
in front of the whole office again
that morning simply because he had
posted the right sums in the wrong
ledger. Mr. Ralston had a peculiar
way of bawling out people. He
smiled and uttered wisecracks—but
he wasn’t kidding.
“Steems, you funny-looking little
twerp,” Mr. Ralston said, bang
ing the ledger down on Lucius’s
desk. “I ought to make ycu eat
this!” And after Mr. Ralston had
wisecracked Lucius into red-faced
humiliation, the big, bluff owner of
Ralston’s Pickle Works stalked
away and left his billing clerk to
writhe under the smirks and winks
of the other employees.
Slowly Lucius rocked the swing,
blinking his watery blue eyes. If he
were only half a man—he sighed
again, and dozed off. . . .
“What a laugh!” The sharp words
made Lucius’s eyes pop open. It
was that Rodney kid. “That funny
looking little shrimp couldn’t lick a
flea!”
“Say that again!” That was John
ny, and the vigor with which the
youngster snapped out the chal
lenge made Lucius’s heart bump.
Could—could it be that he had a
champion after all? “You just say
that again and I’ll show you who
can lick who!”
“I said he’s a funny-looking little
shrimp and can’t lick a—ow!”
The brawl was on, and Lucius
peered over the swing in time to
see Johnny pursuing the Rodney kid
down the street, both bellowing at
the top of their lungs. Lucius bounded
to his feet. By George, this was just
what he needed—a champion, some
one to back him up! He’d had no
idea little Johnny would take up so
fiercely for him. That put the old
starch in the backbone, all right.
Lucius felt like a new man—a
whole one. He paraded across the
porch, jerked the screen door open
and snatched his old felt hat from
the hook. “Doris!” he cried in a
sort of scratched roar. “Doris, I’ll
be home at five-thirty and I want
supper on the table.” He had read
that in a book once, and it sounded
swell. “Hear me? Five-thirty!”
Mrs. Steems thrust her head
around the living room doorway in
amazement. “Are you talking to—”
“To you,” Lucius said, suddenly
so angry that he trembled. He had
to justify Johnny’s faith. “I’m tired
of being treated like a hired man.
Five-thirty—and don’t forget it!”
Lucius tingled with triumph. But
what if he were still asleep in the
swing? He pinched himself and it
hurt—and he was glad. His confi
dence swelled as he rode downtown,
and by the time he reached the of
fice he was nearly bursting with
the new spirit he had found through
Johnny.
He went directly to Mr. Ralston’s
office. “Mr. Ralston,” he said
politely but positively, “You’ve got
to stop insulting me before the
whole office. I make mistakes—ev
eryone here does. But I work hard,
too, and not everyone here does
that. If you don’t like my work, get
rid of me. But,” and here Lucius
shook his finger at ogle-eyed Mr.
Ralston, “I won’t take any more
insults from anyone.”
He stood back, waiting for his em
ployer to say something — and Lu
cius really didn’t give two whoops
what it was. But it was good.
“Steems,” Mr. Ralston said final
ly, “it’s about time you showed
some spirit. I deserved that call
ing down — and I’ll raise you 25
bucks a month just to show you
there’s no hard feeling.”
“Yes, sir.” Lucius went back to
his desk. But, before he sat down,
he elaborated on his little speech to
his fellow - workers. And no one
talked back or even smirked.
It was a wonderful day, the hap
piest for Lucius in a long, long
time. And he knew he owed it all
to his Johnny. So perhaps it is just
as well he never learned of the con
versation betwen his wife and
Johnny after he came home that
afternoon. Never demonstrative in
his affection, he simply patted the
bey on the head, noted that supper
was on the table and went upstairs
to wash.
“Johnny,” Mrs. Steems whis
pered anxiously, “Johnny, what>
happened to your father all of a
sudden? Do you know what’s got
into him?”
“Huh? Dad? Shucks, he seems
the same to me,” Johnny said light
ly. “He’s O. K., isn’t he? Say, Ma,”
he added indignantly, “you know
what the Rodney kid said to me
today? He said my dog was a
funny-looking little shrimp that
couldn’t lick a flea. Boy, did I
paste him!”
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