Once again, for the sake of efficiency in prosecution of criminal matters, it urges the division of duties. If passed, the division would not become effective until 1950.

A respected trade journal, Cotton Digest, had commented on the speculation of New Orleans trader-gambler Thomas Jordan which led to the initial price drop with a huge sell-off, finding that he may have been motivated to do it by his belief that he had received a raw deal from the New York exchange two years earlier. The Digest had found, regardless, the difference in limited speculation and outright gambling to be significant, and that cotton could not be traded effectively in the latter atmosphere, disconnected from the laws of supply and demand. It also criticized the cotton Congressmen who regularly pitched for keeping the price high, thus encouraging the gamblers.

The New York exchange did not appear to be ready to take action to stem the practice. Nor did the Federal Government. And so the only solution appeared to be to enact a law being proposed in Congress to establish an SEC-type administration to regulate the cotton exchanges just as the stock exchanges were regulated.

Previously, the National Labor Relations Board had issued rulings which stifled such comment. The ruling by the Court, the piece finds, would be good news to employers and ought be good news to union representatives also, for the muzzling of employers had undermined the viability of the Wagner Act by making many businessmen its enemy. The practice was patently unfair, flying in the face of the Constitution.

But the decision, while long overdue, might prove too long overdue to save the Wagner Act from its many enemies created in the meantime.

It decides not to question the meteorological expertise of the Record and accepts the fact of a cold winter coming, advises therefore stocking up on meat and perhaps trying to chase John L. Lewis up a tree and keep him there.

He next tells of British Ambassador to the United States Archibald John Clark-Kerr having visited an Iowa farm and, to his great peril, ridden a corn picker. Later, the Ambassador insisted on washing the dishes for the family after the meal. The housewife objected, but not because guests should not wash the dishes. Rather, she had her finest English china in service and was afraid he might break it.

Next, he returns to the subject of Senator Theodore Bilbo's wartime graft, receiving illicit gifts in exchange for war contracts he had arranged to be awarded certain companies, a subject he had begun on Saturday. In addition to the house and lake, the Cadillac, the $5,000 gift, all in 1941, and the $25,000 gift in 1942, Mr. Bilbo received from one of the two Mississippi companies $5,000 in 1941 and $3,750 in 1942. The company claimed that the contributions were for the Senatorial primary campaign of Wall Doxey, backed by Senator Bilbo. Again, Senator Doxey stated that his campaign had not received such sums.

Senator Bilbo's attorney and accountant also claimed that the money had gone to the Doxey campaign, but could not prove it.

He next tells of the War Assets Administration trying to unload horse-drawn ambulances used during the Spanish Civl War from 1936-39. They removed the wheels, provided pastel paint, converted them to seaside cabanas, and then sold them like hotcakes.

Another example of American ingenuity was the purchase by florists of former ammunition boxes to serve as flower boxes. Air raid helmets served as nests for hens and Army helmets were being used as drinking troughs for hogs. Mr. Pearson states, however, that as a hog farmer himself, he doubted the latter story.

The mood of Indian summer had prevailed in the Midwest. The people had a prosperous look, wearing bright clothes. The women appeared well coiffured.

In Southern California, men wore bright clothes, just as the women.

Motoring from Los Angeles to San Diego enabled a breathtaking view of the Pacific Ocean. The sunset was hard to beat. In San Diego, uniforms still predominated as the Navy had expanded its facilities during the war, as the population had nearly doubled since 1941.

Arizona had a magical light to it.

New Orleans was relaxed and easy, with generous hospitality.

The contrast with New York could not be sharper. Its having become the political capital of the world with the U.N. present, had caught it by surprise. The U.N. was swallowed by the city, with the delegates dispersed in their living arrangements. The U.N. had the feel of a refugee hoping for kind treatment from its host.

He opines that the organization could surely find a better permanent site than New York. San Francisco wanted it to settle there, and that city offered a more conducive atmosphere to work and concentration than the "new Babylon".

Some of the newspapers which had plumped for an end to price control were now congratulating themselves that meat prices were declining rapidly, though still 50 percent above ceiling prices. Their confidence in their own logic seemed to have suffered.

The conservatives were looking forward to a Republican Congress. But the prospect offered little different from that which had prevailed since the end of the war, with the effective coalition between conservative Republicans and conservative Southern Democrats ruling the day. Moreover, it would only perpetuate the split in government between the legislative and executive branches.

Western morale was important to the world and it was important that the United States prosper. Thus, the prospect of a recession, as many conservative economists welcomed as a means to adjust prices, was not a positive event or panacea to which the citizenry could look forward.

Morale was as important in peacetime as in wartime, and there was a sense of recklessness about the way the country had dealt with price controls.

The editors respond that Mr. McKnight had provided every major counter argument to the boulevard and the newspaper had presented news of every protest regarding it.

They also didn't appreciate one little bit the paper removing "Out Our Way" from its pages.

He says it was his first visit to the city, and bound to be his last for all the traffic and stuff and too many people and lack of Burton snuff. He concludes, "So long, City folks." He'd had plenty, enough.

Then the people could vote on the store with the best exhibit and the winner would receive a hundred dollar prize, to be contributed to the Community Chest.

He thinks it would draw 10,000 people downtown and insure a big Halloween night.

We can't wait. Where do we go to see it? We'll be down there first thing Thursday morning to get in line so's to have a front row viewing. Will they have apple bobbers and hit the clown through the plate glass window?