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Washington, D. C. FOOD AND PAY-AS-YOU-GO Although food was supposed to be the chief topic of discussion at the recent White House conference with farm leaders, actually Foodczar Chester Davis did his best to sell the President on pay-as-you-go taxa tion. He proposed it as an anti inflation measure to drain off surplus income and ease the work of income tax payment on the average citizen. "We have simply got to come to it, Mr. President," argued the food chief. "It was unfortunate that pay as-you-go taxes were given a black eye by the Ruml plan. But pay-as you-go taxes should go hand in hand with rationing to prevent overspend ing." The President didn't commit him self definitely, but indicated that he would favor a pay-go plan if wind falls to the wealthy, as provided for fat the Ruml plan, were completely eliminated. Ed O'Neal, president of the Farm Bureau federation, and Ezra T. Ben son, executive secretary of the Na tional Council of Farmer Co-opera tives, also took up the cudgels, O'Neal contending that taxpayers wouldn't be able to meet next year's assessments unless the pay-as-you go plan or forced saving wers adopted. G.O.P. Watching Chances. "I've made a poll of taxicab driv ers and they are all for it," said O'Neal. "The great majority of the American people feel the same way. They are against windfalls but they feel they won't have enough money to pay their income tax payment next year. If the administration doesn't take some action on this, the Republicans will steal the ball from you." "That's right, Mr. President," chimed in Benson. "The farmers in my organization are overwhelm ingly for a pay-as-you-go tax pro tram. I think labor is, too." "Maybe you're right," responded the President. "Chester (to Davis), I suggest that you talk this over with congressional leaders." The conversation then turned to farm distribution and the President drew on his own experience as a farmer to illustrate the difficulty "little farmers" are having getting their crops to market. "I used to raise 100 barrels of ap ples every year on my Dutchess county farm in New York," the President said. "I also raise some apples on my land in Georgia." Apple Competition. The President grinned to Albert Goss, master of the National Grange who hails from Washington, the big gest apple-producing state in the country: "I'd stack my apples up against those you produce in Wash ington any day." "You're getting out of your class, Mr. President," smiled Goes. "Have you ever eaten a Delicious?" "You win, Albert," chuckled the President, "but the point I am try ing to make is this?little farmers like myself, and the same goes for all other farmers who don't have the ? advantage of co-operatives, have encountered a lot of difficulty marketing their crops and getting their money since the war began because of the transportation prob lem and other factors." "Don't you think the government should step in and buy up apples and other products that have been run ning into distribution troubles and store them in the warehouses?" the President asked Goss. "It would take a lot off the .market and help many little farmers who are hard up for cash." Helping Little Farmer. "I don't agree with you, Mr. Pres ident," replied Goss. "I think the < way to protect the little farmers is by continuing the agriculture de partment 'support price' program. Farmers can get along if they are assured that they can get fair prices and a decent break on priorities for machinery to produce their crops. I don't think the government should buy up and sell farm products when there is no necessity for it." The President meditated for a mo ment and replied: "I guess you're right at that." The meeting also thrashed out the question of price ceilings, Ed O'Neal of the Farm Bureau and Albert Goss of the Grange contending that if ra tioning were tight enough it wouldn't be necessary to have price ceilings, that rationing would automatically take care of prices. Justice Byrnes, Chester Davis and Jim Patton of the Farmers Union argued to the contrary. The President decided with them. His order shortly thereafter put ting price ceilings on almost every thing was the chief result of the meeting. ? ? ? MERRY-GO-ROUND C Ambassador John G. Winant has provided an apartment in Lgndon for six American soldiers wounded in action with the British Eighth army in Egypt. Three are Harvard men, three from Dartmouth. The six grad uated as fhe top six in a British officers training school before go ing to Egypt with the British 80th regiment. This Is the famous regi ment which in Revolutionary times wag withdrawn from action in Amer ica because it was too friendly to the colonial cause. Speaking Released by Western Newspaper Union. HT HE desire to start picking pen nant winners burns all the more brightly this year because, in our opinion, it probably will be the last opportunity to make selections on the major league races until alter the war. Much has been said about the chances for a wide-open scramble in both leagues, due largely to the inroads of the draft. But it is be coming apparent that the lines are clearly drawn. Confining this week's history-making, blood-curdling docu ment to the National league, we agree with the betting commission ers that the Cardinals and the Dodg ers are the teams to beat. And, farther than that, the Cardi nals will be the National league en try in next fall's World Series. Our complete selections for the senior circuit?which are as ridicu lous as anything thought up by a tortured imagination?follow: National League. 1?St. Loots 6?New York I?Brooklyn 6?Pittsburgh I?Chicago 7?Boston 4?Cincinnati 8?Philadelphia The Cardinals were the best club in baseball last season and it is our opinion they are still the best in their league today. What other team can boast of as strong a pitching staff? They have Mort Cooper, Ernie White, Max Lanier, Howard Pollet and six or seven others who are good. They can afford to lose four or five from this group and still have a fine staff left. Durocher Speaks Leo Durocher, as usual, doesn't agree with the findings. According to T ~ ? IUL. T>_ J ? ncu, uie uuug* ers will have a lot to say about it. And we'll say it with high-class pitching and a flock of base hits. I think we have every bit as good a chance to win the National league pennant as the Cardinals have." Leo Durocher uurocner ad mits that St. Louis gets the edge In speed. But he isn't giving anything away to the Cardinals' pitching staff. He can point with pride to Wyatt, Higbe and Head. This trio won 45 games last year and Leo figures them for closer to 64 games this season. One issue can't be overlooked. Al though the Cardinals look better go ing in, the draft may change the pic ture in a hurry. They are a younger team than the Dodgers, with great er speed and snap. But don't over look this?those extra years may come as a big help to Brooklyn with the eyes of the draft boards looking in the genera] direction of youth. The Chicago Cubs are due to trip up quite a few prognosticators who can't see them finishing better than their sixth place of 1942. The point has been made that the Cubs have as good a pitching staff as there is in the league. We can't go along with this. Coop er, White, etc., with the Cardinals are too tough. The Cubs top hurlers are Derringer, Warneke, Passeau and Lee. In their prime it would be hard to find four greater stars. But they are no longer kids. In fact, their four careers add np to a total of 55 years?an average of nearly 14 years each in harness. In 1942 these four Cub stalwarts won 53 games. It isn't impossible that they may be good for 60 wins in 1943. But they will need better hitting support than they received last summer. The Case of the Reds The Reds for 1943 are an unpre dictable team. They have been picked for berths ranging from first place through sixth, They finished fourth last year. Their chief loss was Catcher Ray Lamanno who went into the armed services. Their main acquisitions are Eddie Mil ler, Braves' spectacular shortfield er, and Charley Brewster, Nashville star. With Philadelphia safely ticketed for last place, the Pirates, Braves and Giants are likely to finish un der a blanket. Mel Ott. capable manager of the Giants, will get everything possible out of his team, but it's going to be hard to get along without men like Hal Schumacher, Johnny Mize, Har ry Daiming and Babe Young. New York will have bustle and some good pitching, but too many big guns are lost. Frank Frisch will make every ef fort to lift his Pirates from last year's fifth place, but he lacks the material to make them a strong contender for pennant honors. The loss of Pitcher Ken Heintzelman to the armed forces may be ofTset by the addition of Xavier Rescigno, who won 23 games for Albany, and Wally Hebert, who won 22 games for San Diego last season. And Rip Sewell, who won 17 in 1942, will be on deck. The Pirates finished fifth last sea son with 66 victories and 81 defeats. Their chances to improve seem rath er slight at the present writing. Flying Fortress ' Dishes It Out By Capt. Clyde B. Walker (WNU Foaturo?Through apodal arramgomomt with Tho Amoriemn Magaaiao.) We were carrying some mighty heavy a tuff for Jerry in our big Flying Fortress. Leaving our home field in Eng land at six o'clock in the morning, our objective was the submarine pens at Lorient, France. As we approached, somebody yelled "Flak!" and the anti-aircraft shells broke around us. At the same time the ball turret gunner shouted "Wolves coming up!"He had sighted a dozen German fighters, Focke-Wulf 190s, climbing fast froir downstairs. I held the ship steady on her coarse. A few seconds Uter Bombardier Bentinek pressed his bomb triggers. The giant bombs hit exactly where he had aimed them, in the middle of a platform between two subma rine pens. "Bull's-eye!" he whooped over the intercom. I never heard any one sound so jubilant. Those were the last words Bentinek ever spoke. The next second, everything hit us at once. Things started happening much faster than I can tell them. FW's Take Us On. We were raked from end to end with flak. At the same time a swarm of FW's dived out of the sun. They came in like hornets, with 20-millimeter cannon and ma chine guns wide open. One burst of flak ripped into the nose. It killed Bentinek instantly. The shme burst wounded Navigator Smith and knocked him uncon scious. A second burst ripped away the doors of the bomb bay. Another burst sprayed around Co-pilot Bill Reed and myself. That wasn't half of it. Krucher, in the tail, had been hit. A cannon shell had torn a big hole in the ball turret. Radio Operator Frishholz had a flak hole in the back of his head, and the radio room was on fire. No. 1 Engine Is Oat. The first broadside of flak smashed the drive shaft of No. 1 engine. The No. 2 had been hit on top and was throwing oil. It might catch fire any second. Flak had knocked a big dent in the propeller of No. 3, and No. 4 had a big hole in its base. I carried on with 3 and 4. The ship staggered and started falling behind the rest of the squadron. I put the nose down and dived steep ly for the cover of some clouds far below us. ?7Tg7?_ nn.. I. IT11I r n a uiuac iu rwr niu. Seeing we were badly hurt, the FW's closed in for the kill. Then the boat really lived up to her name of Flying Fortress. We took plenty during the next 60 seconds, but not half as much as we dished out. My waist gunner, Bill Stroud, took care of the first one. It was so close that he could see the back of the "pilot's head. Stroud poured a stream of bullets into him. The FW went into a spin, and Stroud fol lowed him with burst after burst. A moment later another Jer ry came under his sights. He poured steel into him, saw him break up. Right waist gunner Berring was pumping 50-ealiber slugs at range. He, too, got a "proba ble," a red-nosed FW which spun down and out of sight. Meanwhile the wounded tail gun ner got a chance. While he was ly- ' ing back there losing blood, an FW roared in to finish him off. Krucher took steady aim and rapped out one long burst. It literally sawed the German's wing off. He 'went down in flames. With the wind shrieking through the flak holes, we raced down, down, for that beautiful layer of clouds. We made it. The remaining FW's didn't attempt to follow us into the clouds. Somehow or other, we limped home on our two engines and landed at an English airport near the coast. Our wounded went to the hospital, and have now recovered. Bentinck?as great a bombardier as ever served in any man's army was gone, but the other nine of us will soon be flying again. Our trip back was as big an ad venture as our fight with the FW's. Coming out of the cloud cover, we were down to 600 feet when we saw the ocean again, then a large town, which I recognized as Brest, one of the most strongly fortified places in France. I pointed the ship straight over Brest. We were so low that we could see people staring up at us, but there were no fireworks. Crossing the harbor, we passed right between two German destroy ers at anchor. They could have blasted us to blazes. en Ksteassd by Western Nowwwpsr Union. AN AMERICAN FARMER OB 'WHAT MIGHT HAVE BEEN* A FARMER I had known for up wards of 50 year* died recently. He knew farming of the "dirt" arid the scientific variety. He was Frank O. Lowden, governor of Illinois during World War I. My first acquaintance with Frank O. Lowden was when he served as lieutenant colonel of the First Infan try, Illinois National Guard, of which I was a junior subordinate under him. As a citizen-soldier, he was efficient, as he was in all other capacities in which he served America. . In all of those capacities in which he achieved distinction none was more notable than that of farming. He was born to it on a Minnesota farm, and was educated to it on an Illinois farm. Though he branched out and included school teaching, law and politics in his activities, he was first and always a farmer. He was not the "gentleman" type of farmer. He could follow a plow, milk a cow and do any needed task on the farm. But he was more than a "dirt" farmer?he believed in, promoted and practiced scientific agriculture. He demonstrated the practicably of scientific agricul ture. I have seen the results on his farm at Oregon, 111. He made of farming not merely the hobby of the man of wealth, but a profitable vocation. At all times he practiced what he preached, and he preached better farming methods. Frank Lowden, the farmer, might, and would have been President of the United States but for the intrigue of a group of Republican politicians. By questionable methods, they pre vented his nomination in 1920. Six months in advance of that nominat ing convention, I had been told how the wishes of the majority of the party would be disregarded and how the nomination of Lowden would be prevented?and it worked. Harding was nominated instead of Lowden. I sat in on the national conven tion at Cleveland in 1924, where Cal vin Coolidge was nominated for the presidency by acclamation, and Frank Lowden was named as his running mate on the first ballot. Lowden refused the nomination. Had he not done so, the story at Kansas City four years later might have > been different. Frank Lowden's interest was in agriculture. Had he been President ? of the United States, I believe the recent story of the American farm would have been very different. He knew the needs of agriculture and | fftught for those things which he ( believed were essential. Mrs. Lowden was a daughter of George M. Pullman, but the Pull- ! man wealth played no part in the I activities of Frank Lowden. He demonstrated what can be done on the American farm. He was a farm er and a friend of all other farmers. He demanded a fair deal for the farmer. Had a bit of crooked po litical trickery not prevented his nomination for, and election to the presidency, the farm story might have been quite different. ? ? ? AMERICAN FARMERS HAVE REAL WAR SPIRIT HERBERT HOOVER tells us that munitions and food are equally es sential to victory. The fact is that if either is a first essential, it is fodd. Without food there would be no possibility of producing muni tions or maintaining an armed force. America is, and must continue to be, the pantry of the Allied nations. If it is to continue to be an inexhaust ible pantry, farmers of America must have consideration somewhere near that accorded to industrial la bor. They demand a 54-hour week In war industry plants as being in line with the 60 and 70-hour week they put in on the farms. They are not so much interested in maintain ing "social gains" as they are in winning the war and maintaining American freedom. ? ? ? PULLMAN PRIORITY A MANUFACTURER, a man who was providing jobs for some 3,000 employees, was asking for a Pull man car bedroom at the ticket of fice. There was only one bedroom left on the train. Beside him stood another man who also wanted a bed room and asked for it just as the ticket seller told the manufacturer he was getting the last one on that train. "I claim that bedroom," said the second man, "and here is my authority." He presented a govern ment priority card and the agent had to sell him that last bedroom. That second man was a labor or ganizer, a labor racketeer, but he had prior rights over the man pro viding jobs for 3,000 workers. ? ? ? LOSS OF TIME 405,000,000 DAYS is a lot of days. It represents the working time of 138,383 men for one year. It also represents the time lost in war pro duction by absenteeism in war plants. Six per cent of those lost days is credited to accidents; 90 per cent is credited to sickness. How much of that sickness is real and how much is due to "the morning after" the report does not say. As the greater part of it is man-time, not woman-time, it is easy to guess at the disease. Newspaper Man Stuff t So kere't to the gallant reporters. The boys with the pencils and pads. Those cool, imperturbable, calm, in disturbable. Nervy, inquisitive lads. Each time that tea pick up a paper. Their marvelous deeds we should bless; Those bold, reprehensible, brave, indispensable Sensible lads of the press! ?Newman Levy. City editora are like these you aee in the movies . . . They really are . . . Cynical, indifferent and inces santly so-whatty . . . .Ask Jim Bish op, one of the Mirror's nimble news paper sleuths . . . Jim was a wit ness to this incident many years ago ... It was one of those lovely tid bits that brightened a dull night . . . Out of the nowhere came a stranger loosely waving a pistol ... "I wan na see the Fish and Game editor," he said softly, "very Important" . .. And so Bishop brought him to the Fish and Game man ... "I Just killed my wife," began the fellow. "I trussed her In a trunk and then I tied up her boy friend in a chair and then I set fire to him. I always liked your column, so I thought I'd give you the acaep." Bishop and the Fish and Game editor took him over to the city edi tor . . . Now this city editor is one of those guys who wouldn't blink if Rommel walked in and brought Hit ler with him?and he was irked ... "I'm busy," he said, motioning to his assistant across the slot . . . The murderer was told to repeat his story to the assistant city ed . . . He took a deep breath and rubbed his face, which was scratched like a ten cent ruby ... As he unfolded the details he kept yanking chunks of wire and rope from his pockets, and waving the pistol . . . The city editor never looked up from the copy he was studying, except to stifle a butt. "Now with this rope," said the Idller, "I tied up her boy friend. And with this wire I strangled her lovely throat And here is the pistol, you can see for yourself that one bullet is missing" . . . The indifferent city editor, who was still occupied with the dummy of a page, looked up and said to his assistant: "Hey. Think there's anything to this one?" Ttrfa actually luppwrt recently in one of the editorial offices .. . There had bean nimors again that a abafce up eras taking place and that bawls would roll . . . One morning a stranger sat at a desk in tha corner and answered tha phone when it rang and when It wasn't ringing, he just looked around at everybody . . . It gave the staff the screaming jit ters . . . Nobody knew just what he was there for and all were afraid to ask . . . Finally, one feature writ er engaged him in gab . . . "What is your job around here?" he asked ... "Oh, I don't work here," was the reply . . . "Well, then," queried the other, "who are you waiting to see?" . . . "Oh," said the stranger, "I'm not waiting to see anyone. My friend works in the advertising de partment. I'm his insurance agent He told ma I could use this desk." The reporters down at Police H'quarters are the most colorful, we think . . . They "live" in a shack across the street from tha gold braid cops . . . Life is a game of pinochle, a brass bell bonging a second alarm, a slip boy shuffling in with a suicide's name and address or a phona call from the city desk to check on a rumor out of Washington that the Nazis are invading Turkey . . . But what we started out to say was that the kid who brings tha morning papers to the niteside re porters there was bawled At by one of them. The boy had forgotten to leave a Times for tha irate man . . . The kid said he was very sorry, and that it wouldn't happen again . . . "It better not," harked the reporter. "You know I bring a Ash home ev ery morning. What the hell am I gonna wrap it up in?" My favorite newspaper man story always was the one about the vet eran editor, who on Christmas Eva gave these instructions to a cub . . . "Now I want you to go down to the Bowery," said the boss, "and dig up soma human interest about those poor unfortunates. Jot down bow they enjoyed their Christmas dinner at the mission. Then after you cover the Salvation Army feast for the poor?bring ma a couple of hot dogs." These are the kind of steries scribes tell each other, at any rate, and they have spellbound newspa per men ever since they got their ftrst assignments . . . Take this one, frixample . . . Nobody's asking you to believe it . . . But take it, any how ... A reporter phoned his city desk about a homicide . . . "The core," he said, 'la still at the scene of the crime I" "Don't you mean corpse?" snarled the rewrite man. "I certinny don't I" wea the re tort. "There was only east" P/tTTFRNX SOWING _ . 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