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®hf InromsuHle Herald
Established July 4, 1892
Entered as second-class matter In the Postolflcc,
Brownsville, Texas.
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HARLINGEN OFFICE:
Arcadia Theater Building. Phone 1020.
Another Napoleon Finds His
St. Helena
Another Napoleon has come to grief. Another Na
poleon has been dismounted by the votes of his people.
Another Napoleon has found his St. Helena.
Joseph R. Grundy, millionaire manufacturer, chief
collector of funds for republican campaign commit
tees In election years, famed for a quarter of a cen
tury as a maker of tariff systems, has been retired to
private life.
Puddler James J. Davis, holder of a card in a labor
union, secretary of labor In the administration of three
republican presidents, is the republican nominee for
United States senator in Pennsylvania.
Boss William A. Vare. broken and old but not pov
erty stricken, has his revenge. He named and backed
Davis against Grundy. Davis won by a tremendous
plurality.
Vare’s wet organizations in the cities of Philadel
phia and Pittsburg and the labor votes of Pennsyl
vania buried Grundy in a political grave "deep and
wide.”
There were Varc wets and out-and-out repeal wets.
This latter faction gave its candidate for senator
and governor more than 350,000 votes, but the repeal
wet slate ran third.
As for the governorship, Gifford Pinchot. running
alone, gave Francis Shunk Brown, the Vare candi
date. the run of his life, and may be a winner when
all the returns are in.
Phillips, the dripping wet candidate for governor,
polled almost a third of a million votes, and all these
votes were taken from Brown who had the backing ot
the Vare wet organization.
It was a day of magnificent political upheaval in
the state where Joseph R. Grundy had been the un
crowned king for years and years of the little lobby
at Harrisburg and the millionaire and multi-million
aire combination of lobbyist* at the National Capitol
on the banks of the Potomac river.
Texas Indivisible
Canring Texas Into five states would Increase
Southern representation in the senate and congress,
and prove a powerful factor m winning Justice in the
tariff for this section.
This is the suggestion of Congressman John N.
Gamer, able Texas leader of the democratic minority
In congress.
It refers back to the original authority for sub
division of Texas, contained in the act admitting the
state to the union.
Meritorious as the idea may be with respect to fight
ing for fairness to the South and Southwest in the
national tariff policy, the idea of cutting Texas into
smaller states is one that will fall to appeal to the
people of any section of the stae.
West Texans are among the staunchest defenders of
the integrity of state lines. They were the quickest
when the idea of creating a new state was advanced
by somebody who got mad in the Small land title bill
fight, to repudiate the idea of a divided state.
Texas is preparing to celebrate the completion of a
century of American domination of the Southwest, and
is doing so as a unit. Its history, its traditions, its
growth, its material and cultural conquests have been
made by Texas as a unit. Sons of Texas would not
be willing to cut off In their allegiance and in their
pride of state to some small subdivision.
Besides the essential objections, practical reasons
would forestall any scheme of splitting up Texas.
Vast sums of money have been pooled as a whole to
Improvement of highways, to building of the capitol
and the long list of splendid educational and elee
mosynary institutions. It would not be fair to give
one small area a great capitol, another magnificent
institutions, and require the rest to build their own af
ter having contributed to construction of those now
existing. Money raised for highways has been raised
on a statewide basis. Roadbuilding cannot have
been precisely uniform and there could be no way to
creating a sub-division that would get back precisely
what It had put Into roads, and no more or less.
Texas has built an empire of the Southwest, great
est in siee of the states, one to be someday the great
est in population, at the top of wraith, powerful in
national affairs, a factor in every phase of American
progress. Its people are indivisible; its traditions are
the common pride of all; Its present the splendid
fallow soil of progress In which all may plant and
till: its future the glorious heritage of all. What a
courageous band of far-visioned men united under a
common banner of empire and the proud name of
Tejas"—Comrades—let no man put asunder.
The Once Over j
By U. L HHii.i.rts
■ - --J
REFILLING THE BRAIN
(Copyright, 1930, by The Associated Newspapers)
If your brain doesn't give you the desired results it
may soon be possible to improve it by cooking. Mr.
O. H. Caldwell of the American Electrc-Chemical So
ciety predicts that inside of ten years all big business
offices will have chambers into which tired executives
can step and take radio-electric treatments, which
will stimulate their intellects.
• • • •
Successful experiments have been made. Slow think
ing men and women have had their brains baked by
the use of high frequency radio tubes and have come
out thinking in high speed. A few moments in
specially prepared chambers in 1940. and a business
man who didn't have a bright idea in his head will
emerge too smart even for Professor Einstein to fol
low
• • • •
“What's on for this afternoon?" Mason P. Swldge,
industrial magnate, may ask wearily of his secretary.
"There’s that big conference on snow-plow prices,"
his secretary may inform him.
“Good Heavens!" the brain-fagged executive will
moan. “I forgot all about it and I feel so mentally
blah I’ll be out-talked from the start."
“Shall I prepare the Noodle Ttimulator?" his secre
tary will ask.
“By all means." will be the immediate decision.”
And set it for only three minutes today. The last
time I went in there I think the old brain was boiled
too hard."
• • • •
It’s a grand Idea. There should be a brain-cooker
in every home. Imagine one of those bridge parties
at which the impossible Mr. Geedge, with the game
in hand, gets to thinking about his laundry bill, to
morrow’s weather and his stenographer's eyes! He
plays the hand all wrong and gets set.
• • • •
Quick. Watson, the radio tubes!
• • • •
His partner can ask for a little recess while Geedge
is shoved into the bean-refilling station. He will be
given everything the General Electric company nas
for a few* minutes, and walk briskly out mentally fit
to take on Whitehead, Work and Lenz. He will know*
where every card is. Of course, after an hour or so,
when his brain begins to get cold and empty again,
it will be necessary to boil him again.
• • • •
And think of what the Brain-Boiling Room will do
for the fellow who has been slaving five hours on
his income tax and has reached the stage wrhere ne
writes "Mrs Sarah J." opposite the question, "Losses
by fire or storm?’’ and scrawls “$234.56'’ opposite the
query, “What is your full name?”
• • • •
He will simply put aside the papers and totter into
the little room where the gray matter is fricasseed to
a high state of efficiency. When he comes out the in
come tax w’ill be a set-up for him.
Do You Remember—
1. When It used to break a mother’s heart when
she saw* her boy smoke cigarettes?
2. When every man sported a heavy watch charm
and a fraternal button?
3. When pictures you now find in all the depart
ment store ads used to be obtainable only In French
magazines?
4. When a holdup or a murder was an unusual
event?
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Intimate Glimpses of the Valley's Alley
BY J. R,
By J. R. |
Along Elizabeth
Ralph Dunkelberg...chairman of
a committee fcr «te luces dub....
walking down the main stem think
ing it over-Ed Box-another
Lion and another member of the
same commiittee-riding along
not thinking.H. H. Banker,
grower and shipper of citrus....
figuring up his profits....C. P.
Barreda. big land owner.going
to his office on Elizabeth street.... i
Geeroge K Aziz wondering what to
buy for hi> store-inspecting a
window display-George W. Bell,
insurance agent — strong backer
of Brownsville High School football
teams-planning for the coming j
season.... J. P. Blanton, traffic
manager-managing traffic in
his chamber of commerce office..
...Charley Brown, owner and man
ager of a service station’s on the
main stem — filling a car with gas
ar.d oil....
• • •
A Weeping Need
Just atter we had pointed out
several things the Valley needed1
and thought we had about exhausted
the subject, along comes Dan B !
Seller and shows us something that j
it really needs-something that1
is cheap but necessary.
• • *
It happened something like this:
Mr. Keller, a resident of the Val
ley for three years and formerly
of Kansas, decided to go back home
for a vacation to see what the old
home town looked like. But he Is
so sold on the Valley that he want
ed to be sure that the old home
town folks would know where he
was from.
How to do it? He decided that if
he obtained several stickers ad
vertising this section and plaster
his windshield and car wnidows
with them, it would be about the
best thing he could do.
• • •
He considered that the worst was
over. He hac! his plan, all thought
out after deep agitation.
But when he tried to find the
Valley stickers he found that the
worst was really yet to come. He
l couldn’t find them anywhere.
He looked everywhere. Chamber
of commerce, curio shops, service
stations, everywhere. But there
weren't no such animal, he found.
Still undaunted, Mr. Keller con
tinued his search until he found
a citrus grower, who had stickers
picturing a huge golden grapefruit
surrounded by green leaves, with
h:s own name on It and a legend
us-ng the name "Rio Grande Val
ley” Mr. Keller used these on his
car.
• • •
It is surprising that the Valley, j
koing after the tourist trade in a
large way, has ignored, or possibly
overlooked, the popular car sticker.
Thousands of tourists visit this
section every season, most of them
coming here in automobiles. They
like to take back home something
tesides an empty pocket book to
show that they have been places
aru done things. Notice the stick
ers on some cak windows and wind
shield—one wonders how the driver
manages to see.
. • • •
"And everywhere the tourist goes,
the sticker is sure to follow” para
phrasing Mary and her little lamb.
It is excellent advertising for this
section. A sticker's circulation is
inestimable but decidedly large.
The Edinburg Chamber of Com
merce Is selling stickers advertising
tlie Valley, but these stickers are
not mose than two-and-a-half inch
es square, and are supposed to be
used on letters.
• » •
We need stickers, and before the
next tourist season comes around,
the Valley chambers of commerce
ought to get a goodly supply. The
s immer season is on hand now. and
the stickers should be obtained.
They do not cost very much, and
the advertising they would give
would mean a lot to the Valley.
This should be taken up through
the proper channels *and something
done about it.
Mr. Keller has the right idea.
• • •
Going Down
or man River has been defeated !
The water Is going down before it ,
has even escaped the banks anv- |
where of anv importance. With
wcters receding Wednesday, the
annual spring flood has passed
without doing damage.
* • •
The river has been whipped.
<■ J IN
'.NEW YORK
Eugene O’Neil. Who Has to Leave
New York to Write. Is a Heal
Native Son, Born Next Door to
! Broadway
NEW YORK. June 4—Broad
way's one and only plavwrighting
native son today runs for the peace
and quiet of the European provin
ces or the pastoral Cape Cod coun
try whenever he feels the creative
ruge.
He is. if you don't already know
it, Eugene O'Neil, whose works
have long since revolutionized the
box-office products of the cay
gulch.
When I say "native son." I mean
literally that he was born under
the dazzilng arcs of the gav white
way. His father. James O Neil, was
one of the great troupers of yester
year. His birthplace was the old
Bennett House, since renamed The
I Cadillac.
As a child he was spun about
the country, as his father's com
pany went on tour in romantic
dramas. He grew up in Grr/iwich
Village and prowled about the
waterfront, bars in search of mater
ials. It is recorded that he wrote
the notes for his earl\r s?a plays
on margins of the Bartender's
Guide
Today, writing plays of ideas, he
finds the turgid atmosphere of the
city an impossible setting for his
mediations. He writes at the mo
ment in a little European village
Yet, such is the contrast of na
tures in this genius, that once he
arrives in New York, you'll find
him sitting far into the night
among the shouting hordes at a
six-day bike race or near the ring
side of a Madison Square Garden
prize fight.
• • •
Those dear old ladies, who creep
like lost ghosts of the past, from
austere brown-stone residences,
seem about to lose th®ir last shop
ping place.
Announcement appears in the
New York prints that the famous
old John Daniell store has finally
- ———
surrendered to the crush of moder
nity and will soon pass from the
picture.
The Daniel store, established
back in the Fifties, was one of
Manhattan’s last links with the
Victorian era, a romantic reminder
of the days of lavender and old
lace, of shawls and gay ribbons
and long underwear, of high shoes
and red flannels and bolt goods, of
quiet bartering and fine tradition.
Scores of the clerks had grown 1
white of hair in service. The count- (
ers and arrangements kept the
illusion of another era and hun
dreds of early New Yorkers made
it their only trading place.
When one wondered where the
dear old ladies got their dainty
little lace hats, the answer would
almost invariably be. “at DonleH's.” 1
Its exterior had that solid mason
ry associated with the horse and
carriage and bicycle periods: its
windows had never surrendered to
the flashy vogues of modern dis
play; and years ago. old John
Daniell had flashed up bitterly at
the Bornum methods creeping into ;
business.
• • •
There were clerks at this place
who had waited on the same cust
omers for half a century; who had
bernme almost as friends of the
most aristocratic families For
Darnells was associated with the
swankiest trade of a bygone gpn- J
eratton. and never lost these New
Yorkers of a dav “when New York
was New York ”
Many of these customers had ;
come to fear the chaos of traffic |
and would not venture so far down
town. Whereupon, the store began
to take on a large mail order trade.
Its customers were scattered over
the earth; the aging aristocrats
who had moved their homes to
London or Paris. Orders would
come in for a bolt of lace, or a cer
tain pattered ribbon which the
moderns would call “old-fashioned"
but which was dear to the hearts
of the oldsters.
! MOVIE SIDELIGHTS1
' CAPITOL
Lauded as one of the most enter- i
taming and enjoyable films Richard j
Dix has ever made, "Lovin' the
Ladies,” all-talking comedv ro
mance opens today at the Capitol
theater for a run of 2 days. Audi
ences and critics in other cities
have acclaimed the film one of the
cutstanding laugh hits of the vear.
The picture brings Dix to the
screen at the height of his popu
larity. Talking pictures have been
introduced since his scores of suc
cessful silent films, and thev have
r.o* found Dix wanting. In fact, he
is even better suited to dialog films
than to silent picture?;—the result
cf extensive staee training
Curiously enough. “Lovin' the
ladies" gives Dix the first chance
he has had in pictures to plav a
role he originally created on the
stage. The film was adanted from
William Le Baron's Broadwav corn
ed". “I Lov' You." in which Dix
was starred several v»ars aco on
the New York stage. The play was
an outstanding hit during its long
run on Broadway, and the film is
said to even surpass the original
FI VO LI—AAV bwito
Popularity of Charles Farrell,
featured with Janet. Gaynor in
“High Society Blues.” Fox Movie
tone musical romance, was attested
in hi* rec*nf rn»7«*ri9l annos-an***
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greeted bv bands and thousands of
movie fans.
In New York and Boston. Farrell
was constantly mobbed by admirers
and autograph hunters. In New
York he had to send for his father
to come and act as a sort of body
guard.
Ip “High Society Blues” coming
to the Rivoli theater Wednesday
Mis- Gavnor is the daughter of a
wealthy and socially prominent fam
ily Farrell's family also has great
wtalth. but it is recently acquired
and the efforts of the youngsters to
surmount the tremendous social
chasm between their families makes
this production unusually entartain
ine.
The stars have five song numbers
in tb* production, especially written
for them hr Joseph MrCarthv and
Jrmes F. Hanley. David Butler di
rected.
Others in the cast include Wil
liam Collier, Sr.. Jovce Compton.
Hedda Honner. Louise Fa7enda.
Lucien Littlefield Brandon Hurst
and fire gory Gave.
I Flashes of Life j
(By The Associated Press)
BOSTON—In whatever port the
U. S. S. Raleigh may be there's just
one girl for James Boone, one of
the Cruiser's 8ailors. Shortly after
Miss Louisa Ross Gilchrist arrived
from Scotland she became Mrs.
Bocne Thev met while the Raleigh
was in British waters
NEW YORK—In order that
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STORY FROM THE START
Linda Haverhill's father dies
when she is seventeen, leaving her
little beyond some worthless stock
certificates which she takes to her
father's old friend. Senator Con
verse, to dispose of. She instinc
tively dislikes tbe senator. Linda
marries Cqurtoey Iloth arid finds he
is a penultese adventurer who lives
by his wits. They live unhappily
until Both dies in Switzerland. Lin
da continues to live like a woman
of wealth. The senator aupplies
ter with money, keeping up the fic
tion that her stock is yielding it.
She meets Brian Anstey, a young
lawyer. Converse reveals why he
has befriended Linda, and she re
girds her ultimate surrender as al
most inevitable. The senator re
sents her friendship for Antsey.
Linda has a few days' happiness In
Antsey's companionship in New
York. Brian's appointment to a dip
lomatic post is being pushed by
Converse. Because of their mutual
lack of money Linda realizes that
marriage with Antsey is Impossible,
Tenth Installment
The handsome rooms she occu
pied. strewn with costly trifles,
prisoned her restlessness. She
wearied of going about and wearied
of her gowns and the meaningless
Jargon of her friends. She began
to think of quiet, cool, simple spots;
to visualize what she had never
known. She found herself remem
bering e\ery step of that pilgrim
age made with Brian Anstey In that
snowy dusk, and the little houses
with their lamps and red fires. She
would arouse herself from these
memories, try to elude them, try to
hate them, hut it was no use. Time
and time again they returned, each
time w ith the humble plea of peace.
She dressed herself carefully for
that first dinner with Brian. It
woold he simple, because he must
not spend much money entertain
ing her. She constantly remem
bered that he was poor.
She chose the plainest frock In
her wardrobe, and had the misfor
tune to look more lovely than ever
against Its plainness. Her beauty
shone starlike; she had not quite
lost that faint exaggeration of
every point that women always
found a flaw. At the last moment
she flung the double strand of
pearls—Courtney Roth's sardonic
present—around her neck. She was
transformed at once to splendor,
but when she saw* this she tore
them roughly off and tossed them
into their case. She wanted noth
ing like that to have a place in
their hour.
She knew from the first that
Brian adored her. and so sweet
was the knowledge of this unaccus
tomed gift that she yielded delib
erately, closing her eyes to conse
quences. She thought she could
draw back In time.
One night there was a party
with the Fentresses. and she
watched the pretty blond girl grow
pale and flush under a word or
look from Brian, who was entirely
unconscious of It all.
“She loves hiro.” though Linda.
“Poor little thing! She ha* every
thing. she has done everything to
please, and I who have done noth
ing-"
She felt suddenly hnmbled and
ashamed. She ought to go away
and leave these two alone. They
would come together as naturally
as two birds alone in the sky.
"Pretty, aren't they?" said Simon
Fentress at her ear. He was
watching Brian and Daisy with a
rather sardonic smile that he aft
erward turned upon Linda.
“Youth is always charming,” she
said.
How those beady black eyes
looked Into her.
">*ow, you are young, too. only a
couple of years older than Daisy,
and yet you are not youthful.
You’ve been taught things my girl
will never know."
‘‘Because she has money," Linda
finished as frankly as he.
"Not entirely. It Isn't In the
child to know. She likes muslin
frocks.” His eyes traveled over
her long, graceful figure. "IIow
shortsighted nature Is! If you had
been horn my daughter—” His
kindling face, bold with the light
of adventure, said what a splendid
life they would have had! What
worlds would have been conquered!
"You think I hate muslin gowns?”
said Linda with her faint smile.
“Unless they are made in Paris.”
“You think I could not endure
poverty?” she persisted.
He looked at her a long time.
“It would be a great waste, my
dear,” he said gently, as if he was
sorry for her.
Senator Converse did not remain
in ignorance of all this. He fell at
first into the natural error of Imag
ining that Linda was attracted by
the glamor of the Fentress millions,
but. this impression did not sur\ive
watching her dance with Brian '
Anstey one night.
“So it Is the hoy,” he said, show
ing his yellowed teeth. “You've
j "Because She Has Money” Linda
Finished, as Frankly as He.
taken to playing about with the
lads. A bad sign In a woman:
You're not old enough for that.”
“He admires you:” Linda cried
scornfully.
“He does, eb? Well, then, he'd
better let you alone." There was
something half threatening, half
playful in his voice that left a
scratch upon her soul. Now and
then he had let her feel the tight
ening of a bond that did not ac
tually exist, and she always re
sisted like a desperate fly caught
in a web.
“You cannot choose my friends:”
she cried furiously.
"But I shall have a word to say
about your lovers." he smiled, de
lighted by her Impotent anger.
But he decided that Brian An
stey must be sent out of the way.
One day he had a talk with Simon,
and found the financier strangely
reluctant to fall in with hla plan.
“The boy has been keen abput a
career," said Fentress, “but I don't
know—I don’t know. Politics has
ruined many a man and he'll he a
fine institution some day if some
thing—money, or vanity, or wom
en, don't put an oar In and spoil
what is well begun."
“You've changed your tune con
siderably," Converse said rudely.
He could afford fo he rude to al
most anyone
“Well, perhaps 1 have. But sec
ond thoughts are sometimes a lot
better than the first. Mr daughter
thinks—"
His daughter! Converse nearly
laughed aloud. What a fellow this
Anstey was! One woman holding
him hack and another sending him
on. He was bitterly envious of the
other's youth and at the same time
contemptuous. Why should women
care for a figurine pushed about
here and there at the will of oth
ers?
“There are dangerous women at
home as well," he said signifi
cantly.
He told Linda of this conversa
tion. "Why, the fellow's a d—d
sawdust doll." he cried. “He hasn t
enough backbone to choose for him
self."
But she, knowing what she knew,
smiled.
What a game of blindman's buff
life can be, she thought. Cross pur
posed ! Brian Anstey was so far
from weak that he was ready to
give up his ambitions because they
came to hits from Simon Fentress*
hands; Fentress, who was his
friend! Tet he would blindly
cept the same gift from Convert
who tossed his name about like ^
child's bubble and would set his
heel upon It when It pleased him!
She tried to warn Brian subtly
against Converse's seeming friend
ship, but she discovered at once an
unlooked for opposition.
“You are all woman in your
Judgment.” he told her. “He is
rather unlovely, I'll admit. If you
consider externals, but as a man,
he* big! Think of the things hes
done. To he sponsored by him Is
a guarantee of one's sincerity.”
Linda lowered her eyes. Were
men always blind to one another?
she wondered. Could they never
see with a woman's eyes? She f
caught her breath with a sensation
of dread, remembering bark to the
time when she had first known
Converse. Had it been she who led
the way, tantilizing him with
glimpses of desire that would never
come to fruition?
She was appalled by the fleeting
vision of what she saw. Love was
unveiling her eyes. “Am I like
that?" she asked herself with sharp
contempt.
Tne appointment was a setnea
thing. Brian was going to Madrid.
Brian had stepped over the heads
of men who had spent years in the
service. It was a beautiful appoint
mnet, far enough away from the
seats of tbe mighty to veil his in
experience. close enough for him
to benefit by the mistakes and fail
ures of others.
Daisy Fentress, the one objector,
was becoming reconciled.
“Father says that if Brian makes
no mistakes, no false moves, he will
be made in a few years," the young
► girl said wistfully.
Her secret was there In her eye*
for all to read. She was a humble' k
little hero worshiper in spite of he* "
millions and her undoubted charm.
She would have been quite content
to be a doormat for tbe man she
loved, if he had wanted to walk
upon her.
“If he makes no false moves"
she repeated as if the words had
some baleful charm.
Linda stirred restlessly.
“What possible mistake could he
make? The stage is all set for
him.”
Daisy chanted, “Father says
there are so many pitfalls for a
young statesman — extravagance,
the wrong friends, the wrong
woman.”
Their eyes met. Daisy’s were as
Innocent as her name. She had
meant nothing.
Something melted In Linda’s
heart. A flood of sorrow that she
could never offer the gifts that this
young girl possessed without know
ing that they were hers. From the
years one event leaped out at her
which seemed to remove her for all
time from the aura of youth and
happy innocence, the blow across
her face from Courtney Roths
band seared as If It bad been
struck yesterday.
“Let us believe. If we ran, that
the woman he loves will be the
right woman." she said gently.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
catholic Indians at Palm Springs.
Calif., can worship in comfort with
out crowding by moue folk. A!
Johnson has provided finds for a
tourist church there The gift was
revealed by Ruby Keeler, his wife.
who has often been accompanied
by him to the Indian church.
ST JOHN. N. B—Liquor for the
British Embassy at Washington has
arrived on the steamship Man
Chester exporter It is the first
consignment since Fir Esm«
Howard! former Ambarsador. de-.
dined to exercise his diplomat!® M
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