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She could see Alicia. s haughty,
snobbish face and hear her saying:
•‘Tex loves me. He’ll be embarrassed
to death tvhen he recover" his mem
ory and finds he married a chorus
girl when he didn’t know what he
was doing.
Smoky Thinks of the Future
Shamrock could not imagine Tex
loving a girl like Alicia Lotteiy.
Rude, spoiled, artificial Alicia. No-
Tex. with his wide smile and his
kind, democratic ways. He had
seemed perfectly happy in the little
house in Astoria, eating the meals
she had cooked and talking witi
Clancy. Man-talk about all the
things going on in the world, when
they sat over a bottle of beer and
smoked their pipes.
And now they wanted to bribe he.’
to annul the marriage, and send Tex
back to his people and his friends.
Back in the atmosphere of culture
and wealth where he had been born
and where he belonged.
Even in Smoky’s tortured heart
She tried not to blame Tex’s father
too much for the way he felt about
what had happened. In all fairness
to him he was right about the mar
riage being ridiculous. Even about
her having some kind of an ulterior
motive.
She was shamed and humiliated
that the Governor had been so sure
he could buy his son’s freedom from
her. Maybe she was stupid and un
modern to feel that way. though.
What was a quarter of a million
dollars to the wealthiest man in his
state? And it would give her se
curity and all the best things of life
as long as she lived.
There was nothing but Clancy s
insurance and a part of that was
gone for Tex’s hospital expenses. His
father would, no doubt, insist upon
paying all rhe bills from then on.
and she would at least be spared
that burden. But earning your own
living Was a terrific struggle, and
tired and sore-hearted as she was
it seemed like too weary a road
ahead. She was so very young, and
had so long to live in this crazy,
heart-breaking world.
Torchy Gives Some Advice
Then she thought of Karl and re
membered that she could always
marry him. They could start all
over again and try to forget thete
had ever had been a Dagne and a
little son. The house that held so
many memories was burned to «.he
ground. They could build another,
somewhere where nobody knew them
—and start all over with the money
Karl had inherited from Uncle Au-
gie in Milwaukee. Perhaps. Smoky,
told herself, that was the way out.
If she could only bring herself to
forgive Karl for what he had done.
Smoky met Torchy walking up the
street to the theatre and Torchy
looked at her closely. “Hey!” she
stopped aghast. “You forgot to put
any make-up on. For goodness sake.
Smoke, you look as if you just got
up in the morning.”
“Oh.” Smoky sighed heavily, “I
don’t care, Torchy. I’m too tired to
bother.
Torchy said sympathetically, tak
ing her arm. “You poor darlin '. I
bet you haven’t slept a wink worry
ing about your husband. How is
Tex ?' ’
“Very ill. He has amnesia.”
Torchy stopped dead in her tracks
“You mean he doesn’t even know
you.”
Smoky shook her head sadly. “He
doesn't even know his own father.
But don’t say anything.”
Tears came to Torchy’s eyes "Oh,
Smoke! And are you all alone in
that house?"
Smoky admitted she was.
“Wouldn’t you like to have me
come over and stay with you, darl
ing?” Torchy hesitated at the stage
door. “I can’t bear your being all
alone. It kills me. I don’t want
to butt in, Smoky. But you'll just
have a nervous breakdown if you
don't have somebody to take care of
you. AU alone night and every I
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Smoky ."aid gratefully. “Oh.
Torchy. I’d love to have you! Can
you come over tonight?”
“1 have a date,” Torchy shrugged.
“But what’s a date? You can always
get one of those,”
The News Gets Out
Jerry, the old stage-door man at
the Larimer, got up excitedly when
he saw Shamrock. “Miss O’Toole,”
he said, “Chance’s office upstairs
is full of reporters and photograph
ers waiting for you.”
Smoky's face blanched. Could it
:>e possible that the story of Tex’s
true identity had leaked out to the
newspapers? She grabbed Torchy’s
arm. “Oh, Torchy! This is terrible!
What’ll I do?"
Torchy had been brought up to
believe that pulbicity was the most
important thing in a chorus girl’s
life. Almost any kind of publicity.
She laughed: “A little publicity will
not hurt you, Smoke! What’s so
awful about your husband falling off
a horse and getting amnesia?"
Shamrock hoped desperately that
that was all they knew.
At that moment Jim Chance ap
peared at the door. “Mrs. Stacy!”
Hi" grin was almost as wide as his
face. “Come right up to my office
Every paper in town is here.”
"You come with me, Torchy," she
said tremblingly.
Torchy followed, hoping desper
ately that she would get in on a few
of the pictures at least. Since she
was really Shamrock’s best friend in
the show.
Chance raved going up the stairs.
“This is the biggest story that’s
broke in a million years! And if
you’re as smart as I think you are.
you’ll cash in on it. Anything is pos
sible now! After this break you can
write your own ticket in Hollyood.
And. believe me. if I’m any judge,
you’ll screentest like nobody's busi
ness.”
Smoky asked faintly: “What are
you talking about. Mr. Chance?"
He stopped, grinning: “Hey, you
little fox! Don’t try to kid me any
longer. Taking in a Governor's son
for a wedding ring! Actually get
ting the guy to marry you! It’s sen
sational. And I guess you’ll hook
the old man for plenty if he has the
marriase annulled like he says he
will. And that cowboy stunt he
pulled. Boy, is that a clever publicity
gag? Sensational! And we thought
he was a cowpuncher!”
Smoky Nearly Faints
Torchy caught Scoky when she
swayed. “Hey!" she yelled to Chance
“the girl’s going to faint.”
Chance took Smoky’s arm. “Here,
don’t do that now,” he begged. “Not
with ail the reporters and photo
graphers upstairs.”
Smoky sat down on the steps daz
edly. "I—I’ll be all right.”
Torchy was so excited she was,
for the moment, incoherent.
In a few seconds Smoky got up.
“I—.suppose I’ll have to see them.”
She was ghastly white without make
up. “So I might as well get it
over with.
“You’ll find 'em under your bed
when you get home, if you don’t,”
Chance predicted, grinning happily.
It was the great moment of his life
as a theatrical press agent, and he
meant to make the best of it.
UHAI’TER XXVIII
When Torchy and Smoky made
their way through the throng That
stormed back after the show. Sham
rock had her first taste of what it
meant to he a celebrity.
Outside the door was another mob
and Torchy made the most of it,
smiling prettily and trying to look
sympathetic and helpful at the same
time. It was Torchy’s great mom
ent, too. because the photographers
had included her in some of the pic
tures.
“There she is!” some one cried
us the girls tried to break through.
There was a hum of excitement.
Two girls asked Smoky for her
autograph, and, because Torchy
whispered for her to do it, she sign
ed her name. Shamrock O’Toole.
Torchy told her down the street:
“I’d have made it Shamrock O’Toole
Stacy. Smoky. Don’t be a sap. If you
don’t make the best of this oppor
tunity, you won’t have another like
it come along knocking at your door.
Tex's father isn’t showing any con
sideration for you, is he? Telling
the reporters your husband married
you when he was in such a state
mentally he didnt know about it.
Rot! T don’t believe it. What’s the
matter with a guy marrying you, I’d
like to know? You’re the most beau
tiful girl in our show, and that’s
from the bottom of my heart.”
Headlines Scream!
Torchy paused for breath and
spied a newsstand. Look!” she point
ed, gasping. “Headlines!”
She opened her purse and grabbed
for nickels and pennies. Then she
gathered up an armful of papers and
took Smoky’s arm excitedly: “I’m
dying to get into the subway so we
can read them.” she jumped up and
down with glee. “Oh, boy, what
a break for you, Smoky!”
Shamrock followed her into the
subway with no show of enthusiasm
whatsoever.
Torchy marveled at her indiffer
ence. “Honestly, Smoky,” she told
her with a puzzled frown, “I don’t
get you. Look! You’re in the show
business. You want to be famous.
Everybody does. With all due re
spect to you, my friend, you’re not
the best dancer in the world and
you can’t sing! So what! So you
marry the son of a millionaire Gov
ernor and the world is your oyster,
with a pearl in it. And you look
like you’ve just buried your best
friend.”
Smoky said sadly: “I did. Tor
chy.”
“Oh!” Torchy’s hand went to her
mouth. “Forgive me. Smoky. I’d
forgotten all about your father dy
ing.”
“That’s all right,” Shamrock said
wanly. “I know you are talking
to me for my own good. But I just
don’t seem to be able to see things
your way. I wish I could.”
They stood waiting for an As
toria train and Torchy said: “Maybe
you really love Tex. Maybe you
thought he really was just a cow
boy.”
“I did think so,” Smoky confess
ed. “And. believe me. Torchy, I’m
sorry he isn’t just a cowboy.”
Urged To Take the Money
"Well.” Torchy shrugged, “I sup
pose there’s nothing anybody can
say to you. You’ll just have to snap
out of it and find somebody else.
There’s no cure but another man.
I know that.”
When Smoky was silent Torchy
babbled: “Believe me, Smoky, if you
don’t take the Governor over for a
cool million you ought to have your
head examined. You were married
under false pretenses, if you didn’t
know who Tex was. Now his fathei
thinks he can smear you and have
the marriage annulled and leave you
holding the bag with your broken
heart in it. Don’t be a sap! Make
them pay for it!”
Shamrock said: “Tex’s father of
fered me $250,000 this afternoon.
But I told him if I gave Tex his
freedom I wouldn’t do it because I
wanted to be paid for it.”
| “Oh, >you damn fool!” Torchy ex-
| ploded. Who’s going to thank you
I for making a martyr out of yourself.'
What The Papers Said
Inside the train they found a cor
ner to themselves and Torchy open
ed the papers. There were screaming
headlines:
“Broadway Cowboy Son of Gov
ernor.”
“Governor’s Son Marries Chorus
Girl While Victim of Amnesia, Will
Annul.”
“Astoria’s Fireman’s Chorus Girl
Daughter Bride of Millionaire Gov
ernor’s Son.”
“William Thayer Stacy, Jr., Mai-
ries Chorine, Governor Claims Soil
Mental Case.”
Torchy read breathlessly: “In the
most sensational romance Broadway
has seen in many a moon, William
Thayer Stacy. Jr., became the hus
band of Shamrock O’Toole, red
headed chorus girl of a few days
ago.
“Miss O’Toole, the daughter of an
Astoria fireman who died last week,
is one of the Ginger Snaps in the
hit musical, ’Snapshots. Young
Stacy, also a member of the com
pany, is at present in an Astoria
hospital suffering from an accident
received when he was thrown from
a horse two days ago.
“Tonight, in an interview in his
hotel suite. Governor Stacy told the
press that his son had married Miss
O’Toole while suffering from am
nesia. He had not been seen by his
family since walking off the campus
at Harvard two months ago. At the
time of his disappearance,. the Gov
ernor’s son was dressed in a cow
boy outfit, as he had come from the
dress rehearsal of a play in which
he was to sing the lead.
“With the Governor is Miss Alicia
Lowery, beautiful society girl whose
engagement to the Stacy scion had
been announced just a week pre
vious. She was pale and distraught
and to questions as to wheher she
planned to marry her former fiance
when his marriage was annulled
from the chorus girl, she replied
that Governor Stacy would speak for
her later. That she was too upset
over her fiance's serious condition
to discuss the matter with the press.
Home Once More
Torchy read on excidedly, but
Smoky scarcely heard her because
of the heaviness of her heart and
the splitting pain in her head, When ’
THE EXETER TIMES-ADVOCATE
she opened the door of her home
and turned on the light. Torchy ex
claimed:
“Oh, Smoky! This is a darling
house. You certainly are lucky you
don’t have to live in a hotel."
Smoky sighed: “I'm so tired,
Torchy. Let’s go right to bed."
Torchy put an arm around her.
“All right, darling. I know you’re
just about dead. Maybe you’ll feel
better if you get a good night’s
sleep.”
Torchy took the papers upstairs
with her, and while she undressed
she gazed happily on all the head
lines and her pictures.
“You’ll feel different when you
get a lot of offers to go to Holly
wood and pose for things after all
this publicity. You wait and see,”
she babbled.
After Torchy wa- asleep, Smoky
lay aching with weariness but un
able to close her eyes. Finally she
got up and went downstairs and lay
down on Clancy’s bed in the dark,
The imprint of his dear head was
still on the pillow.
After a little while she relaxed
because of the feeling she always
had that Clancy’s presence was in
the little room. It seemed as tho’
her father was reasoning with her,
trying to help her, telling her what
to do.
Smoky Makes a Decision
Dawn was breaking the sky when
Shamrock made her final decision.
She would give Tex his freedom.
She would permit Governor Stacy
to have the marriage annulled. It
was the only honourable thing to
do. She was sure her father would
want her to.
She would go out of his life while
he didn’t remember. Later in the ;
day she would call Governor Stacy at his hotel and tell him that she I
would not go to the hospital again. !
They could take Tex back home as
soon as he was able to be moved.
“I’ll never, never see him again!”
Smoky cried in her broken heart.
And she knew that she was letting
Tex go because she loved him. She
could not bear to have his dear gray
eyes stare at her blankly or hear
him say: “Smoky? Smoky? No, I
don’t remember yon. I’m sorry.”
CHAPTER XXIX
At 9 o’clock in the morning Sham
rock called the Harvey-Plaza and
told Tex’s father "he had decided
it was best for Tex to go home. He
could annul the marriage, and she.
would give them no further trouble.
“How much?” asked the Gover
nor at the other end of the wire.
(To be Continued)
(’LANDE BO YE W. I. j
i
The August meeting of the W. I. I
was held at the home of Mrs. Jas. I
Paton. The meeting opened with
the Institute Ode and Lord’s Pray
er. Scripture was read by Mrs. David
Henry. The roll was answered by
“My Favorite Sport.” Lucille Gilbert,
Marion Bice and Irene McNaughton
gave a demonstration on Club Girls
entertain. The remainder of the af
ternoon was spent in sports: Girls &
boys under 6, Joan Wilson; girls and
boys 6 to 8, John Simpson and Bar- j
bara Simpson; girls and boys 8 to
12, Margaret Bice and Joan Simp
son; pounding the nail, Mrs. Jos.
Simpson, Mrs. James Paton; kicking
the slipper, Margaret Bice, Mrs.
Wilmer Scott; feeding the blind, M.
Bice and Mrs. Rupert Williams; Mrs.
Frank Hardy and Mrs. Wilmer Scott
dropping clothes pins, Mrs. Cecil
Carter, Gwynneth McGowan and M.
Neil. Lunch was then served to
about 70 people.
DEFINITIONS
VACATION — Temporary relief
from bills contracted last Christmas.
CANNIBAL — one who loves his
fellow man.
PRESS AGENT — a bill poster
with a superiority complex.
ARCHIVES — where Noah kept
his bees.
USHER — one who takes a lead
ing part at the theatre.
FLIRT — A liit-and-run lover.
ATHLETE — a b'unch of muscles
too dignified to -work.
CEMETARY — A marble orchard.
BUTTRESS—-A female goat.
ALIMONY—the indemnity of sex
war.
CAKE-EATER —• something that
has weaned himself from food by
eating in tea rooms.
MARRIAGE--the extreme penalty
of petting.
FRIENDS-— those who dislike tho
same people.
BORE — a man who talks about
himself when you want to talk about
yourself.
STATISTICIAN — a person who
comes to the rescue of figures that
cannot lie for themselves.
CONSULT — to seek another’s
approval of a course already decided
upon.
HUG — a round-about way of ex
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Di’. 1). A- Anderson
"Uli, Mother, if it slrould rain to
day I think I shall go crazy.”
“Why, Johnnie, what makes you
talk like that? Didnt’ you hear your
Daddy say only yesterday that the
cucumbers were almost drying up
for want of rain?”
“Yes mother but couldn’t it rain
tomorrow or yesterday just as well.
Don’t you know this is the day of
our picnic, and Daddy has the car all
shined up and plenty of gasoline in
so that we won’t get stuck on the
way out and when we get there we
can drive all around the park and
see the gillabazooks and bears and
all the lovely birds?”
“Yes, Johnnie, and then you can
lie down on the nice grass and sleep
all afternoon while I hold your foot
ball for you.”
“Yes, mama, like fun you will!
Now wouldn’t that be a dandy pic
nic? If it doesn’t rain, and I once
get there, you’ll see what I’ll do —
but it won’t be sleep. I really be
lieve the sun is shining this minute
and it is going to be a nice day."
“Toot, toot, get your baskets and
cushions. This is going to be a love
ly day, bring your ball and bat and ■
your football too, Johhnie.”
“Alright Daddy, and I’ll bring my
running shoes too."
So after tucking the basket and
everything into the big car, Johnnie
and the rest of the family got in and
away they went gliding through the
clear bright air and soon they ar
rived at the park.
“Hip hooray” cried Johnnie as he
leaped from the auto. “Hip hooray”
cried his Daddy in response.
Then Johnnie went over to his
Mother and whispered, “I think our
Daddy is going to be pretty good na-
tured today.”
And his Mother said, “Well see
that you are too my boy.”
Not much time was wasted during
the afternoon for very soon Johnnie
and his Daddy were having a game
of football, and soon two other pa
pas with a little boy eah came to
watch Johnnie and his Father play
ing. And before long Teddy Jones
said “I'll tell you what we’ll do. We
three boys will play you big men a
game of footbal.”
“Ha! Ha!” said Mr. Jones, “We
will soon beat you boys.“
But they found that the boys could
kick the ball over their heads, and
then slide thro’ between their legs
and get the ball again while the
Daddy was wondering where the
ball was. Then the other Daddies
would laugh and get out of breath
and the boys would kick the ball
right through the goal and win the
game. The boys won three straight.
You just should have heard the
Mamas laugh at those stiff old gray
headed Dads. But everybody enjoy
ed the fun just the same.
Then the three little boys played
base ball while the three men lay
down on the grass and smoked and
talked about what they would do if
they were only boys again.
All of a sudden some one called
out “dinner, dinner”. And all of
those boys ran and fell over their
Daddies and then jumped up and
raced them to the tables, .and what
do you suppose they saw there?
Why all the Mamas had put their
baskets together and spread the din
ner out on one table.
They had radishes and onions, ham
sandwiches, hard boiled eggs, nice
green lettuce, fresh from the gar
den, apple pie and cream on it,
pumpkin and blueberry pie, plenty
of nice milk for the boys and besides
all this each one had a big dish of
ice cream.
After dinner the hoys played “hide
and seek” while the women were
packing up the dishes, and then they
all walked around to see the bears,
monkeys, buffalo find deer.
And everybody said that Johnnie
had been a good boy. He never once
got cross or said bad things to the
boys. And the next time I write I
will tell you what a good boy John
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Dominion Department of AgriouL.
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To One Left Behind
I never dreamed the day would come
The world would call thee mine
I never thought my fondest hopes
And dreams would e’er be thine.
I never dared to hope your smile
Would be. for me alone
Nor yet to have you whisper, dear,
With soft, warm lips, “My Own.”
I never deamed to hold you close/
While Diane gleamed above
Nor yet to know your clinging arms
A circlet of true love.
I never dreamed ’twould come true
I never did, I swear.
So, when you married F'.D.R. Jones
I didn’t really care.
—Par Buster
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If every person paid income taxes
on the basis of what they think they
are worth, there wouldn’t be any
national debt,