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Harvest Be?” The attention of the civic and political leaders of the country and of those keen observers who anticipate the trend of public opinion is centered this week on the Republican party’s famed “Grass Root” convention at Springfield, 111., birthplace alike of the Grand Old Party and of its first leader. Civil War President Abraham Lincoln. This is the first call to arms emanating from the inner councils of the G. 0. P., since the sweeping, nation-wide Democratic landslide of 1932, and so vociferous has been the response, that more than 10,000 delegates, numbering among them the Republican leaders of the country, have foregath ered, with the express purpose in view of adopting those plans and programs looking to a complete re-birth nationally of the Republican party and a re-dedication to those broad prin ciples of conservatism and constitutional government enun ciated by the martyred Lincoln. Although the delegates from the ten states—Illinois, Indiana, Iowa, Kansas, Minnesota. Missouri, Nebraska, Okla homa, South Dakota and Wisconsin—declared the conference would concern itself solely with measures and policies, not men, it was generally conceded that out of the big G. O. P. pow-wow would come a new deal in party affiliations, and a nation-wide rally to the cause of Republicanism as a sort of curtain-raiser to the party's come-back, predicated for 1936. Leading the vanguard of Chicago’s colored Republi cans are State Senator William E. King and former Congress man Oscar DePriest. member of the committee on creden tials. These, with other of the Chicago contemporaries, along with such stalwarts as Borah, Nye, Glenn, Small, Landon, Hurley, Brooks and Deneen, will attempt to calm the troubled sea and stem the still eddying tide which followed the Hoover deluge of 1932. Some ob >rs consider the “Grass Root" convention as a tort of political clinic to be featured by a fusion of young, virile blood into the veins and arteries of an anaemic G. 0. P., and declare that now as never before, are young party leaders being granted a place m the sun and their fitness acknowl edged for council as well as for war. Doubtless in the new G.O. P. setup, all will be rewarded in the days to come—standpatters, conservaties and radicals —the measure of reward being gauged by their loyalty to the party standard in the past. Can the G. 0. P. “deliver” in 1936? One guess is as good as another. Were the late-lament ed Bert Williams here to hazard a question, well might he ask: “What will the harvest be?" The Bride and The Graduate True to tradition, as the yearly cycle takes another turn, the June bride and the June graduate again hold the spotlight as they stand at the threshhold of a newer and fi ller life. The eyes of the world are upon them at this period, the real commencement of their lives and they will succeed in their chosen careers in proportion as they use to advan tage the experience and training of the past. In these days of economic stress, especially will the bride find herself weighed in the balance. Whether or not she will be found wanting will depend entirely upon her sincerity of purpose in assuming the marital obligation and her willing ness to undergo that period of readjustment and preparation so essential to the ideal married state. It has often been said by veteran mariners on the matrimonial sea that the first year is the hardest and that a married couple emerges from this probationary period pos sessed with a new philosophy of life—a sort of mariner's com pass which steers them clear of the reefs and shoals and into the calm waters of marital peace and contment. For this reason, since they are entering upon the matrimonial sea they should look well as they chart their course, keep a weather eye open for possible squalls, and hold a firm hand upon the pilot’s wheel. As for the June graduate, she has much in common with the bride, but she suffers the added disadvantage that during the present business and economic unrest she sets sail upon the sea of life in a frail canoe which will test her mettle in buffeting the waves of disillusionment and despair. The graduate must realize as she sails that she is surrounded by many craft more seaworthy than hers and by veteran captains, conquerors of the gale and storm. The graduate will realize before long that it is best to discard the cocksure attitude of expectant youth and profit by the experience of others who failed to heed this warning sign. It is far better to venture forth slowly and cautiously, with slight gains made, than to court failure through the sheer impetuosity and short-sightedness of youth. “The heights by great men, reached and kept, Were not attained by sudden flight. Rut they, while their companions slept, Were toiling upward in the night”—Longfellow. Views Of Other Papers UNDER THE SHADOW OF LINCOLN (From the St. Louis Argus) Ere this time another week a Republican Regional Conference, which is scheduled to take place at Springfield June 9, 10 and 11, shall have been held and the “pilgrims" returned to their homes. Obviously, this convention is being held at Sprir 'field largely through sentiment which goes back to the imn tal Lincoln. The conferees will make a pilgrimage to the tomb of Lincoln and, we are told, under the shadow of the tomb speeches will be made, urging the Republican party to return to its “first love,’’ the party of Lincoln and Grant. In visiting Lincoln’s tomb, the party leaders will eulogize Lincoln and im plore him, as it were, to "Speak, speak Mr. Lincoln. Tell us what to do, for we are so distressed. The Republican party is no longer in power in these United States, etc.” We imagine that if Lincoln could re-appear on the scene, he would rebuke these leaders. He would disown the Republican party as it is now constituted. He would rebuke the leaders for the way they have treated, during the past forty years, the fifteen million Negroes, whom he freed, and for their disregard for the constitution of these United States. Like Samuel of old he would say: “Why disturb me?’’ Further commenting upon this proposed meeting, we are tempted to say, without seeing the convention in action, that little or nothing will be done to help the party regain is lost power because, evidently, there will be too much of Hooverism to the fore at this convention. There will be too many of the old leaders playing important roles in shaping the party’s future course. These old leaders are the ones who have disregarded the part which the Negroes have played in keeping the Republican party in power almost forty years, and, so far as we can observe, there has been little or no change of heart of those leaders toward the Negro vote. They still maintain that they have this vote in their vest pocket and are, thereby, unable to see the wisdom of according this group their reasonable and just portion of the benefits which come to those who loyally support the party in power. Mere ly going to Springfield and calling upon the name of Abra ham Lincoln will not do the job. It will require a change of heart, a real re-birth. Waggin* Tongue Philosophy Bv WILLIAM S. PULLEY, (ANP) MR. CRAVEN’S ONE-SIDEDNESS Mr. Thomas Craven, you threw a few rocks at Negro (African) art, now here’s * brick or two right back. Your one sided artict" in the Herald Examiner editorial section of May 25 says that a certain group of French aid, con noisseurs were “crazy”, Yn»» said this just because they had raised certain objects d’art of French or igin to a high place. You further stated, that sensible Frenchmen looked upon this action with an amused smile. Now. vou and I are going to get both feet into it; We’ve something to talk Rbotlt this time. Maybe they were not so crazy. To begin with, what part—what aspect of art cun we most appre ciate? That which was or that which is; or shall we agr“c chat art always “was” in some degree? Mr. Craven, art flourished ir Afri ca long before it was known to the western world; those “crazy” Frenchmen you mentioned knew that. They knew that the -rt of the African native was highly pregnant with a remote, deeply sounded secret that did not die during the ages of change. The African kept alive this secret— this artistic tendency and mother ed it through the ages, then hand ed it down to you—the Western world. By the way, what great attrac tion of primitive beauty did Cleo patra have that so completely up set Mark Anthony and all Home? Were her spectacles more gorg eous—more artistic? History "ays so. Speaking of art and artistic genius Mr. Craven, consider that Negro (a slave) of the more mod ern day, “Blind Tom.” Remember the remark of the great Ger man music master who visited this country? The music world of sev eral countries at this time hon ored and toasted this unlettered pianist and asked the greet Ger man master to instruct Blind Tom and "bring him out.” V.'s r^uiem-1 her that great musician to say: “No living man can teach him, lie already knows more than I.” You should read the whotfe' story, sir, and perhaps you also would ask the question—“from wherite conies this art?” It is my opinion Mr. Craven, thatjnen of your type are merely looking at the,'“shadow” that they have dubbed art. Others —those you call crazy in your crit icism, wish to know mor4 of the “source” from which art springs, which, after all, is of greater im port than its reflection. Art, is old—very old, and all art of great antiquity clings nearer to the source, the truth from which art and all handiwork as expressed by man did arise. You said: “The influence of African sculpture on moui-m art has been limited and baleful.” Wrong again! Yes indeed you are, for if we who appreciate art can appreciate it in any of its aspects, must we, of necessity love it in its entirety—or not at all? Probably, you are like some fair weather Christians who profess to love the soul because -.To are taught that it is a part of God, and yet, from day to day make distinctions, racial and otherwise. You call African art “baleful”. Remember this, art is realised by each and every individual irom the standpoint of “degree”—you, posing as an intelligent being, as sume quite a responsibility when you tell any man his viewpoint is wrong just because yours Is dif ferent.. For your benefit, consult Mr. Brisbane on this topic ox real ization. In the meantime, don’t bother about those “exotic”, art loving Frenchmen, if they wish to behave like negromaniacs (your pat ex pression) let them. They harm no one, and will continue to contri bute to art in spite of wordy criti cisms heaped upon them. Next time, Mr. Thomas Ciaven, don’t be so lop-sided. THE BRIDGE BUILDER i Aii old man going on a lone high way, Came at the evening, cold and gray, To a chasm, vast and deep and j wide. With only the stars his steps to guide. The old man crossed, in twilight dim— The sullen stream had no fear for him— But he turned, when safe on the other side, And built a bridge to span the tide. “Old man” said a fellow pilgrim near, “You are wasting your strength with building here; Your journey will end with closing day, You never again will pass this way. You have crossed the chasm, deep and wide: | Why build you this bridge at even ing tide?” The builder lifted his old gray head. “Good friend, in the path I have come,” he said, “There followeth after me, to-day A youth, whose feet has been as way. This stream that has been as naught to me. To that fair-haired youth may a pitfall be; , He, too must cross in the twilight dim— Good friend, I am building this bridge for him.” Anonymous. Hitler tells his people that Ger many did not lose the War. If it can be proved, it makes Germany positively unique among the par ticipants.—Detroit News. College diplomas are much smaller than they used to be, an education magazine informs us. And so, unfortunately is what you can collect on them.—Boston. Herald. - POTPOURRI HUMAN THOUGHT REACTIONS AND FRAILTIES We are all but fellow travelers Along life’s weary way; If any man can PLAY the pipes, In GOD’S name let him play —Anon SMILEY By Jackie Mack He was chubby and fat and car ried with him all the nice things usually asociated with fat people. To begin with, he was always jol ly. Today, the eyes that usually carried an indulgent and mer ry twinkle, were listless. Sensing that something was wrong, and that he wanted to get it off his chest, I stepped into the cab. We always drove fast, for I was usually late. Now, however, we dragged along in the heavy traffic unmindful of the irate glances, the vile epithets of other taxi drivers who hurtled past, incensed that someone should choose such a busy thoroughfare for a Sunday after noon outing. During the months that he had carried me t.o work in termittently, we had come to the point of discussing almost any thing that came to our minds. He had always flouted cares, and he ; seemed to have not a worry in the j world. Whenever I complained of having to rush through my chores, | or to work late, he dispelled my cares with a grin and a witty re mark. I was disturbed that he should appear so glum, so, since we had plenty of time, I did not urge him to lift out of that snail's pace. Without preamble, he began to talk. “They surely don’t want a col ored man to get ahead. No, they don’t. They know that if we stand in one place like they do on the cab stands, we can’t make a living. And that's the truth. We got to keep moving and pick up our fares whenever and wherever we can. If we don’t do that we go in the hole. Not many of the boys on the boule vard own these cabs, and we have to pay $10 to rent them for eight hours. No. thev sure can’t stand to see a colored man try to make an honest living. “And then they complain when we get on the relief rolls. I don't ; want to do that, because I always i thought I could take care of my own family. If I didn’t think I could do that, I wouldn’t have got married, but I have to pay rent on this taxi, and put in my own gas and oil, and if I have a blowout, that’s my worry. I have had this thing since seven o’clock this morn ing, and I haven’t cleared a pen ny. At the rate I am going now, they will be owing me money for driving it. It’s all blown up to excuse me, miss, but I don’t know what we poor folks going to do.” So preoccupied was he that he ran through a red light. We were not in danger of an accident, as there were no cars approaching, and he was sublimely oblivious to the glare extended him by the cap on the beat. “Here all these jit ney cases are coming up today. The boys got the smartest law yers they could find, and most like ly will beat the cases, but that is just the beginning. If they decide they want to get us, they will be fore it is all over with. They just want to run us off the South side. People who ride with us wouldn’t ride with those drivers who put a meter on them, and I know it. They hire us because we are as cheap as the bus, and get you there quick er. Ciuess I will have to go back in to the newspaper business. They still make money, don’t they?” I was on the verge of a reply, but found it unnecessary, as he had gone off on a tangent of reminis cing. “You know, I worked on one paper for seven years. I was the first colored man to work on a white newspaper in the town where I lived. It was a lot of fun in those days. A fellow didn’t have such a hard time. “But then my wife said I could make good here, and she wanted to come back to live where all her folks were, and we had to pack up and move here. I got a job that was a pretty good racket, but it fold ed up out of a clear sky. “I couldn't sit down on my wife’s folks. I got to be a man, so I went to driving a trucks First thing you know there are white men want ing the jobs we colored hove had, and they laid us off. I started driv ing a taxi then. Haven’t been able do much good since I’ve been here. The place must be jinxed for me. Don’t know what I’m going to do.” I got out of the cab and strolled into the office in a sort of daze? What was wrong? Here was a man who had always managed to get along, if I were, to believe his sto ry. (I had no cause to doubt him). His personality certainly made up for what he lacked by way of form al education. Had something gone wrong with his mental .attitude ? Had he “got up on the wrong side of the bed” this morning? I could hard ly believe that, for it was such a contrast from his customary atti tude. Had something gone radi cally wrong with the economic scheme of things? T didn’t figure it out to my sat isfaction, and I left him with a | The Lyric Voice | j An Occasional Column j ;£ Of Verse Conducted By * l COLEMAN G. DUCKETT^ k (For A. N. P.) % The poet algo seems to be ab sorbed in one of those transcend ental problems of the passions, the solution of which lies far outside of the province of a mere editor. We pass this ingenious little rhyme along to our readers without fur ther comment: * * * VANITY By CURTIS ODELL When you depart. Why do you leave a spent flame in my heart? One treasured theme On vacant verse to consecrate a dream. If I express In rippling rhymes your laugh and loveliness— If I set down In wit of your words your charm of golden brown— If I encase The beauty of your hair and form and face— Does it matter much, Wanting the heaven of your eyes— and touch? * * * We suspect that here is a very definite case of “sour grapes,” but certainly we cannot deny to Mr. Clinton whatever consolation he re rives from this rationalization, es pecially after expressing it with such amusing charm: PROTOTYPE By ALAN CLINTON This is not love, because you hold Me in your arms and press your cold, Dry lips to mine where once of old They burned like flame; For in your soft embrace I lie, And see in your dim, vacant eye The scroll of Love, where Destiny Has limned another’s name. And is he dark, or brown, or fair? What is his age? What does he wear ? What are his features, form and hair? And is he neat or slattern? Well, this I know with certainty: Because you loved me desperately, No matter who the chap may be, I—am—his—pattern! Wit,Wisdom and Humor Of Benjamin Franklin From Poor Richard’s Almanack The poor man must walk to get meat for his stomach, the rich man to get a stomach for his meat. He that goes far to marry, will either deceive or be deceived. The family of fools is ancient. Necessity never made a good bar gain. If pride leads the van, beggary brings up the rear. I here are many witty men whose brains can’t fill their bellies. Weighty questions ask for de liberate answers. * * * Be slow in choosing a friend, slower in changing. Pain wastes the body; plsasure the understanding. The cunning man steals a horse, the wise man lets him alone. Keep thy shop and thy shop will keep thee. * * * The king’s cheese is half wasted in paring, but no matter; ’tis made of the people's milk. Nothing but money, ie sweeter than honey. * * * Of learned fools, I have seen ten times ten; of unlearned wise men, I have seen a hundred. * * * Three may keep a secret, if two of them are dead. Poverty wants some things, lux ury many things, avarice all things. A lie stands on one leg, truth on two. What’s given shines; what’s re ceived is rusty. * * * Sloth and silence are a fool’s vir tue. vague sense of disillusionment. He had always been so cheerful. I had never had to listen to his woes be fore, and this morning it was like some drop of water too much had unleashed the dam of his ills, and flooded them over everything about. It was like expecting to see the sunsine, and meeting only fore boding gray clouds. He, who had always chaffed me gently when I chose to recite my i-vn inconven EDITOR’S NOTE: The auth or of this column, a graduate of the Medical School of the University of Pennsylvania at Philadelphia, Pa., is a mem ber of the Medical Staff of Provident Hospital and is now acting as its Clinic Ad mitting Physician. He will give no prescriptions or diag noses in his column, and will confine his articles to the dis cussion of health generally. Obesity, or overweight, is one of the commonest of human ills. Most people do not think of excessive fat as a disease but it can cause just as many symptoms and lead to just as serious complications as any other condition. There are easi ly charts to determine the proper weight for anyone knowing the sex, age and height. These are only av erage weights and in the individ ual case are only guides. As a gen eral rule, any person weighing over two hundred pounds is overweight. There are many exceptions of those who are exceptionally tall or have exceptionally large frames but these exceptions are easily account ed for. It it quite evident that there is more to the excessive accumula tion of fat than overeating and lack of exereise. We all know there are some people who can take on weight or reduce as they see fit, while others seem to increase in weight steadily no matter what they do. This has caused a theory to be advanced that there are two kinds of fat of slightly different chemical composition, one of which seems to be easily added or re moved, while the other is fixed in the body. That is the reason why some people have a great deal of success with reducing diets while A Pen Picture of the New Alpha Phi Alpha Domicile at 4432 So. Parkway Huge red brick affair, set back just a wee bit from the street. The so necessary touch of green from the budding tree foliage bright and picturesque . . . ringing a bell, and a climb up thickly carp eted stairs and around the bend . . (the carpet, by the way, in beigey brown with a maroon stripe, and ohhh so masculine) . . . into the hugest living room ever. I know why they say ‘drawing room’ now. And so, so many windows. Sorta barren, now, but I am not the one who wouldn’t ask about ’em. They have already ordered Venetian blinds. I am anxious to see ’em for 1 think they will do things to that place. Lots and lots of spank new fur niture. Brown leather chairs and divan . . . and some green lea ther for contrast . . . the kind of green ficze that you “bog down” in. Broadloom carpets in brown ish taupe . . so thick and soft you seem to float. Divans . . . chairs . . . leather covered window seats . . . sorta formal, and the weeest bit stiff. Warm glow of soft lights from the side. Mellow, I think, is the word. And just lots of ash trays and humidors. Not much danger of cigarette burns in this haven. Cozy little tables for four in the dining room . . . and such good meals, the home cooked kind . . . lots of variety, and a man’s meal out and out. Not open to the public, dont you know, but just for the members and their friends. Soft music and quick service. That dining rom is truly starting off on the right foot. An attic, dusty and rugged, with the rafters still exposed . . . but the kind of place an interior decorator would delight in fixing up. Nice sort of place for inform al entertaining. Impression, generally . , . a place with an air. Nothing showy about it. Built for men and built for service. Not a trace of femininity about ( I would hunt for that), but so expressive of the men's ideas. But don’t forget the little private room off the drawing room. It is the cat’s ankle or something. All neo-classic, don’t you know, with orange and neo white and green. Just enough fur niture in it to make a warm and clever little reception room for small groups. And the Venetian mirror and its ensemble on one wall. It’s for mal to the nth degree. Two white leather occasional chairs at either side, a circular mirror (no frames, mind you) in the exact center, and a forma! occasional table be neath. Not a picture in the place, and you don’t feel the need of them. They tell me something about grand piano . . and when they get that the room will absolutely be tops. Repetiton for emphasis: That Alpha house will be a show place of the south side yet! iences. I felt almost unhappy. I wished, somehow, that all his misfortunes would suddenly turn a somersault and right themselves. If he had borne all these things all the while, and kept up such a de ceiving exterior, why couldn’t something happen to make him smile again? Because he had be come to me the epitome of good cheer, his worries rested more rig orously upon my shoulders than did my own. others have no success whatsoev er. Your type of fat is apparently determined before your are born. Overweight causes many types of symptoms. Sluggishness, easy fatigue, weakness in the knees, shortness of breath, headaches ars a few of them. In many cases no organic disease can be found. The two most common complications of obesity are rheumatism and heart failure. The most common site of the rheumatic symptoms is in the knee. The reason is the same in both cases. Your joints are only sup posed to bear a certain amount of weight and a great excess of fat weakens the joint ligaments; also the constant irritation roughens the surfaces between the bones. These things cause pain and stiff ness whe n walking. Your heart •- •'akens since it is made to pump . ,ood through a body of moderate size. It is like asking a Ford en gine to drive a Mack truck; it may do all right for a short period of time but after a while will giva up. The treatment in most cases con sists of a regulated diet which must be closely followed day in and day out. Diets of this type can be made very palatable and oftimes produce excellent results. There are a few drugs which seem to help in re ducing weight by increasing the body metabolism or by increasing elimination. If used, they must be carefully controlled as they can do more harm than good. Graded ex ercise is another procedure to be used. It is needless to say that if there is a disease condition present it should be treated and the cur< if the condition reduce the weight. In closing, let me remind you that ex cess weight is not only unsightly, but can be detrimental to the health by bringing on heart failure much earlier in life than normally. The editor of this column will be glad to answer questions per taining to health. Address all com munications to Health Editor, Metropolitan News, 3506 South Michigan avenue and enclose • stamped envelope for reply. BROKEN HOME The boy John (let us call him that) was 14 years old. It was the age old problem of adolescence. His mother, let us call her Mrs. Jones, was lamenting the fact that her son had run away from home again. He had done this numer ous times previously; he had been in reform schools, schools for delinquents, and all other institu tions of correction. Nevertheless, these places seemingly did not have the right stimulus to pro mulgate better behavior. The lat est of John’s escapades was the stealing of an automobile with some other youngsters. John Jones’ parents were sep arated when John was an infant. His mother tried to support the child and herself as best she could, working out and practically leav ing him to shift for himself. This went on long after John started to public school until Mrs. Jones received relief from the city and was able to remain at home to look after her son. In the mean time John had learned to play that dangerous game of “hookey”. He would start out from home for school, but as the truant officer in formed his mother later, he never got there. Mrs. Jones remarired when John was thirteen, thinking a father would help the situation a bit. John either had no respect for his stepfather or just disliked him, because when the relief closed (the husband was on the work re lief) and the family moved from two rooms into one, the boy would leave home and stay for days, the mother knowing not in the least where he was. The last time he left he returned during the moth er’s absence, and in a note explain ed that he would never 'come again because he felt he was a burden and she could get along better without him. DISCOVERED—a brand new territory. I could not say exactly in what region of the earth its located, nevertheless, you might ask the Radio Newscaster who named the amazing discovery. The name is Czechoslavia. (I’m not sure that it is spelled correct ly, since the announcer failed to do so.) * * * WHAT’S THE USE? This is somehing for schools, churches and motion picture in dustries to look into: A 12 year old boy can stay out of all these places, and receive his training from his parents and travel and yet have the mentality of a 21 year old youth! PLEASE Three little girls were walking on South Parkway and 65th street when one of them saw the sign on the grass at the Home for Aged Men. “Now”, she said, “we can play on that grass because it doesn’t say ‘Keep off the grass’, it just says ‘Please ’ ”