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    Consolation—1937

    Contents

    Suppression, Distortion and Reversal of News 3

    The Press 10

    Australian Convention of Jehovah's witnesses 11

    Home and Health 12

    The AMA War on Drugless Healing 13

    Blood-Pollution Is "Legal" 14

    Cottonseed Oil for Dinner? 15

    Voluntary Slavery 16

    Your Questions Answered by Judge Rutherford 17

    Among the Religion-Mongers 18

    Fascism in America 20

    Fascism in Italy 22

    Fascism in Spain 23

    Fascism in Germany 24

    Fascism in Greece 25

    Japan 26

    Russia 27

    Labor 28

    Pinning on the Medals 29

    By Trail and Stream and Garden Path (Snowflakes) 30

    For Safer Highway Navigation 31

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    Appetizer

    A Savannah Lady's Nice Present

    ◆ The Savannahian was leaving for New York. She had about finished packing when her husband came into the room to get the luggage and, as a parting gift, presented her with a fifty-dollar bill, telling her to buy herself a nice present in New York.

    The lady had failed to make reservations ahead of time, and, when she reached the station, found that there were no accommodations to be had unless she wished to share a compartment with a woman who had boarded the train farther south. The arrangement was satisfactory, and her traveling companion proved to be a cultured, congenial person. The trip was a pleasant one until the train was but a few hours from New York.

    The Savannahian started for the dining car, but, after walking through several coaches, discovered that she had left her purse. She started back for it, unworried because her companion had been in the compartment when she left. The purse was right where she had left it, and she thought nothing of it until she opened it to pay for her meal. The fifty-dollar bill was gone. She was certain that the purse had not been out of her sight except when she had forgotten it a few minutes before. Only one person could have stolen that fifty-dollar bill. That was certain. But she couldn't bring herself to accuse her companion of stealing. She knew that she could get her money back by reporting the matter to the conductor, but that would mean jail for the other woman at the next stop. No, she decided, it wasn't worth it. Let her keep the fifty dollars.

    When the Savannahian returned to the compartment, she found it unoccupied, but there on the seat was her companion's purse. Quickly the Savannahian opened it and, as she expected, found the fifty-dollar bill. She put the money into her own bag, and said nothing to the other woman when she returned.

    While in New York the Savannahian spent her fifty dollars on a new coat, and this coat was the first thing her husband commented on when she got off the train in Savannah. She told him that it had been purchased with his present. With a surprised look on his face he answered: "But you left that money lying on your dresser."—Savannah Morning News.

    CONSOLATION

    "And in His name shall the nations hope."—Matthew 12:21, A. R. V.

    Volume XIX Brooklyn, N. Y., Wednesday, December 1, 1937 Number 475

    Suppression, Distortion, and Reversal of News

    SATAN'S kingdom is kept alive by the suppression, distortion and reversal of news. The way the Scriptures put it is that "the god of this world hath blinded the minds of them which believe not, lest the light of the glorious gospel of Christ, who is the image of God, should shine unto them."—2 Corinthians 4:4.

    At eleven o'clock one winter night this writer left a street car and hurried toward a railroad station, to catch a night train. He had passed a street corner about a hundred feet when he heard a crash; a man had been struck by a swiftly moving automobile, and was evidently fatally injured. Moving quickly to the scene it was disclosed that the occupants of the car were a wealthy citizen and his wife, and a judge from a city 150 miles away. The car had been running too rapidly and not over two feet from the curb. An innocent Italian, hastening home, had not observed the onrushing car. The woman in the car said to the writer, truthfully and with evident distress, "He stepped off the sidewalk directly in front of the car."

    The wealthy man and the judge tried to lift the stricken man to his feet. It was impossible; both legs and one arm had been broken by the force of the blow. It was bitterly cold; it was evident the man was fatally hurt. Something must be done instantly. The wealthy citizen and judge were too addlepated (probably from liquor) to know what to do; so this writer said urgently: "Stop trying to drag that man to his feet; can't you see his legs are broken and he is dying? Hurry up and get him into the car before he freezes, while I see if we can't get immediate help." They did as requested.

    The accident occurred in front of a drug store, but though night lights were on, the store was closed. There seemed nothing else to do, so this writer shouted in a voice that could be heard for blocks, "Police! Police!" In a minute or so a crowd gathered, and as they drew up, this party, not having been born yesterday, went on to his train; but wrote back requesting newspapers containing the story of what had happened.

    The story published in the leading newspaper of the city showed the skillful co-operation of local police, reporters, and editors, to prove that the death of the poor Italian citizen was an aid to the community, and that the wealthy citizen and the judge had performed a great if unintentional act of justice. It narrated that this Italian (who died within four hours the same night) had been standing in the street talking to another Italian (which was an absolute, complete and infernal lie, hatched up to protect the man of wealth and the judge). On the other Italian were "found" a revolver and a set of brass knuckles.

    The story was protected by "placing" in the car on the night of the accident a fourth person who was not there at all. The whole thing was fixed up by the police, the reporter, the editor, the judge and the man of wealth so as to make sure that the truth would never come out. Had the truth been revealed all five of the persons of influence just named would have emerged whitewashed and means would have been found to do with this witness of Jehovah as was done with the innocent Italian. These are facts.

    To this day the family of that innocent Italian do not know and can not know that he went to his grave under a cloud only because he was run over by a drunken millionaire and was in the company of a judge who still had enough cleverness to know how to turn the truth into a lie and make manslaughter look like a good thing to the community. It was a good job and the Devil was well pleased, because it was all "regular" and was successful. It cast no reflections upon his people or his "civilization".

    Honest Men Know and Admit This

    Honest men know and admit that the truth has no place in any paper if it interferes with the interests of the publisher, his advertisers or his friends. This writer sauntered up to an officer on the Brooklyn Bridge one day and in a friendly way asked how long he had been on the force. "Twenty-five years," "You have been in lots of thrilling situations?" "Yes, lots of them." "You have read the reports afterwards?" "Yes, often." "How many of those reports stated the facts, as you knew them to exist?" "Not a single one." The point of this is that reporters are sent out to get stories, not facts.

    In an article published in The American Mercury Eugene A. Kelly wrote of the science of publicity as controlled by the government at Washington:

    Highly paid reporters are referred to by members of their trade as "trained seals".... That Washington dispatches are replete with inaccuracies, falsehoods and propaganda, sometimes unwittingly inserted and often consciously injected into the news, no sane man can deny. The situation in Washington is so bad, in fact, that the better national business houses do not believe what they read in the newspapers regarding matters of national moment, but maintain their own corps of reporters to verify facts before any action is taken....

    The government official presiding at the press conferences assumes the pomposity of a hick-town judge in court. The reporters lean forward with popping eyes, gingerly scribbling each word of wisdom as it drops from the mouth of the potentate. Their attitude, generally speaking, is one of supine inoffensiveness, and it is the practice of the younger element to fawn upon, adulate and almost osculate the officials with whom they deal at press conferences....

    Mussolini and Hitler, openly and without question, suppress the press in their countries. Mr. Roosevelt and their cohorts accomplish the same end, in a much subtler way. While the government has taken no overt action to kill or suppress the dissemination of news, the fact remains that there is an imperceptible, albeit powerful, move to see that newspapers print only what the Administration wants them to print.

    An unbiased and complete investigation would reveal that there is not the slightest excuse for the vast horde of ballyhoo artists who jam the government bureaus today. They serve, not the taxpayers with whose funds they are paid, but the jackasses who need their powerful pens to impress a gullible public with their intrinsic worth and nobility of soul. Removal of the press agents from the government trough would gladden the hearts of all reporters and the taxpayers alike. The publicists would not be without jobs, for they could return to fiction writing, in which endeavor their Uncle Sam has given them a good schooling.

    Jesuits Are Past Masters

    The Jesuits are past masters of the gentle art to which reference has just been made, and in a later issue copious extracts will be quoted from the "Secret Instructions of the Jesuits" from which it will be apparent to all in how high esteem those who now control the American Press hold their usefulness to the great system of which they are such an essential part. There is simply no limit to what the Jesuits believe they can make the people swallow, and it must be admitted that they get away with their conceited schemes in a most remarkably efficient manner. An adverb or adjective in a headline may do the trick.

    The Staten Island Advance contains an account of the collapse of the New Brighton (Staten Island) tenements, which buried 19 in the ruins. The heroes, so it seems, were "Reverend Father" Jordan, "Reverend Father" Karpinski, "Reverend Father" Tobin, and "Reverend Father" Gloss, and it took four columns to tell about their anointing the dead bodies with oil, which is like throwing a man a toothpick in the mythical hades of the past generation, and asking him to make a fire escape with it, with which to climb to heaven. The account was so interested in ballooning the priests that "administered extreme unction (the last rites of the Catholic Church)" (and of not the least possible benefit to anybody) that it mentioned only 5 of the 19 victims by name. Getting the names of the priests into the paper, and having it look as though they were the principal actors and sufferers, was the whole publicity scheme, as worked.

    When President Roosevelt in his Chicago speech encouraged the three hoodlum nations to see that the democracies they despise were awake and angry, the eyes of the whole world were upon him, and intended to be so. Immediately afterward the entire parade proceeded to Cardinal Mundelein's residence. There the president and the cardinal dined in private, but newspapermen were made welcome at a buffet and the president and the cardinal posed together for a picture, which was sent all over the world as evidence that Fascism (Catholic Action) is next to the president's heart. The three jackass nations will understand therefore that what he said is not to be taken too seriously, but was for political effect upon the American people.

    Robbery and Murder Glorified

    Michael Williams is editor of The Commonweal. With others, under the name of the "American Committee for Spanish Relief", he staged a big meeting in the Hippodrome, New York city, and succeeded in partially filling it with Catholics humbugged into attending. Financially it was quite a success. Mike and the rest of the crowd picked up $30,753.96 in "contributions", of which they charged $25,793.72 to "administration and publicity". The difference amounted to so little that they concluded not to send anything at all to Spain; and that is what was sent. Just that—nothing—not a cent. And that was what Mike and his friends wanted. They desired to stage something that would prevent the American people from lending any aid whatever to the poor people of Spain, desperately trying to get some relief from the triple-crowned old villain that for centuries has had his legs wrapped around the Spanish Sindbad's neck. They planned to discredit honest relief of a suffering people, and succeeded very well. And they were well paid, too, for their "administration and publicity".

    While the American (?) Legion was having a convention at York, Pa., August 21, 1937, and police regulations were being ignored, as is customary under such circumstances, Gordon Chronister, 217 Front street, York, Pa., one of Jehovah's witnesses, was driving slowly home in the crowded streets. Held up in a traffic jam, two men entered his car and demanded that he give them the car. He declined, and they shot him twice, one of the bullets penetrating his lung. He died of hemorrhages five days later. He did not know the names of his assailants, nor if they were or were not Legionnaires, nor did he know their "church". They were total strangers to him.

    Newspapers made light of the murder, freely using the words "sect" and "cultist" to try to throw some measure of reproach on the innocent victim deprived of his life, and even blaming him for not being able to tell the names of the men who killed him. Chronister cried for help, but there was so much tumult in the streets, due to the Legionnaire noise and commotion, that nobody paid any attention to him.

    Malice Against Jehovah's witnesses

    The depths to which a Jesuit press can go in its efforts to promote the interests of the Papacy may be seen in the cartoon herewith taken from Der Arbeitsmann of Berlin. The cartoon, followed by some doggerel in rhyme, aims to show that the God of Jehovah's witnesses is Stalin, autocrat of Russia, and that they study the Bible with the writings of Karl Marx as a handbook.

    In view of the fact that 48,000,000 copies of Watch Tower publications have been distributed in Germany, and that it is well known by all who meet them that Jehovah's witnesses, at all costs, even at the cost of life itself, have no god but the great Jehovah himself, and look only to Him for guidance and help, this is so silly that nobody but a Jesuit would think they could get away with it; but they have done so many devilish, preposterous things that nothing seems impossible to them.

    In an address at Cleveland, Bishop Joseph Schrembs (whose paper, The Catholic Universe, managed to call Judge Rutherford some 78 vile names in one issue) now says that he is against "the foul and disreputable methods of religious bigotry". That is well. And now, when will mankind see some evidences of this reformation in the foulest, most disreputable of all the bigoted sects?

    "Reverend Father" D. A. Lawless, 204 Ferry street, Pittsburgh, Pa., not aware that he is describing his own achievements and mental attitude, has the following incitement to crime in The Catholic Observer:

    We can in some measure offset the diabolical work of agencies like Rutherford's Jehovah's witnesses. Forces of bigotry, fanaticism and intolerance continue in this fair land of ours, even though we may never see it highly publicized, or come into immediate contact with its venom. The seriousness of the situation is certainly apparent today when the president of the United States has set aside two days next month for prayer for tolerance and a return to religion.

    Eager always to incite crime the New Zealand Tablet has a two-column article against the use of sound equipment by Jehovah's witnesses, suggesting "a breach of the peace by arousing someone to smash the instrument". The article starts off:

    When Will the Government Wake Up?

    Rutherford's Scurrilous Propaganda.

    When is the New Zealand government going to wake up to the dangers of the insidious propaganda of Judge Rutherford and the victims of his gigantic racket, the "Witnesses of Jehovah"?

    A Case in Point

    A good illustration of the deal one of Jehovah's witnesses may expect to get from a newspaper that is under the control of the Devil is provided by Ruth Alden, columnist in the Detroit Free Press. At the head of her two-column section, in Italic type, appears the pleasing offer:

    Those who have personal problems on which they seek advice or who have had experiences which may be helpful or interesting to others, are welcome here.

    One of Jehovah's witnesses who had had an experience which was thrilling, instructive and of great importance wrote her at length, about a year ago. Her letter was not published by Miss Alden. It contained too much truth, and she did not dare offend the Roman Catholic Hierarchy by publishing it. But she did not mind in the least dragging the name of Jehovah's witnesses in the dust, and so she did publish the following paragraph, accomplishing that end, but carefully refrained from saying anything appreciative of the contents of the letter which she received, and which, following this paragraph, is set out in full.

    "JEHOVAH'S WITNESS:" Your first duty is to your family. Your kind Heavenly Father would not want you to humiliate and embarrass husband and children for no good reason. There is nothing to be gained by reciting your experience. Keep it to yourself. My dear, did you ever stop to think that we can be as intemperate in religion as some other things, carrying our demonstrations to unholy extremes? You are not averse to being a martyr but nothing will be gained by giving your religion that sort of publicity. Think of your loved ones.

    January 13, 1937.

    Miss Ruth Alden,

    Detroit Free Press,

    Detroit, Michigan.

    Dear Ruth:

    I have been a silent member of your worthy column for a number of years. I like the way you smooth out the wrinkles in the faces of your guests, and you are almost as good at it as Dr. Crane. But the best thing I like about your work is your sincerity—giving credit and praise where that is due, and rebuke where rebuke is due. In other words, you are not going around the bush, and if we would all do this I think we could save much trouble and misunderstanding. It is said in Proverbs 9:8: "Rebuke a wise man and he will love thee."

    So far, I have had to solve all of my own problems, for I have no mother to go to. You see, Ruth, I was born, raised and educated in one of the little countries of Central Europe. At the age of 19 I was so fed up with the conditions and miseries of that life and had heard so much about this country, where there is justice and equality for all, that I decided that America would be the only answer to all of my troubles. I would like to give you a few things that will help you to understand my situation regarding my problem. Our home life was far from happy. We had a wonderful mother, but a cruel father. Life is so hard—these men were so cruel and oppressive, especially toward the women and helpless children.

    The Spirit of the Devil

    Even some of the teachers were so cruel that school was a nightmare to some of the more sensitive children, of whom I was one. I'll never forget our catechism classes. The priest would come in once a week for our lessons and also to teach us to sing in the choir. He was very strict and for the least offense he would whip us. The girls were punished with a bamboo rod across the palms of their hands; the boys were put over a chair. We just dreaded it because every time somebody was punished, sometimes half the class.

    I always knew my lessons and was behaving good to avoid the whipping. But once I slipped. It was toward the end of my school year. I was a young lady of 15 at that time and somehow I talked to some of the children during services, and they reported it to the priest. Well, I had to take my medicine, one stroke on each palm with that bamboo stick that cut deep into the flesh. The humiliation and jeers almost killed me. I had managed to keep out of it, and at the very end I was punished for so small a matter. I was hurt keenly and deep down to my soul, and this was the finish as far as I was concerned.

    Ever since then, I have had no respect or use for religion or even churches. I feared God, feared Him too well; and who wouldn't? for He was a monster in our sight who would find pleasure in the burning of people alive forever and ever. This was the impression that I received in my tender years from my religious training, and I am sure that I was not an exception. For many years after, I was tormented with the thought of that fire and brimstone. I argued that it was not right and fair, and I could not figure it out. As I grew older there were other things to worry about.

    To the Land of Liberty

    With the World War in our minds, again here we saw the hypocrisy of religion—the blessing of soldiers and instruments of war, praying for the destruction of the enemy—yet they were of the very same faith. This made us sick, and after the war was over, we left everything and came to the land of freedom. At that time I had a boy friend serving in the army, and soon as he finished his time he left his home, his people, his position, and came over to America and we were married.

    You know the first thing we did upon our arrival—put in our application for our first papers, and in five years we all became American citizens by choice. We have lived in our adopted country for about fourteen years, and from the very beginning we were self-supporting and respectable citizens. The start was very hard, for we had no training of any sort and did not know the language; but we were willing, and it was not long before we had acquired both.

    In the meantime we have been blessed with two lovely children. We have tried to do all that we could to bring them up to be useful and obedient citizens, and, above all, to be God-fearing. We bought a little home, and even during the depression were self-supporting, and never, at any time, have we been a burden to anyone. On the contrary, we have lent a helping hand whenever we could. Of course, we had our share of trouble and have been in debt many a time, but always met our obligations to the last penny.

    Now, as I mentioned before, my early reaction to religion was anything but desirable; yet with all my heart I longed for something better, something that was more reasonable. My children were growing and I wanted to teach them the truth about God; yet I didn't know it myself. I was hungering and thirsting for righteousness and my silent prayers have been answered in a most remarkable way.

    Under very peculiar circumstances I received some literature which made me see and understand the truth regarding God and His Word. A new world was opened up to me. It made me very happy, grateful and humble. I found that God was loving, merciful, just and righteous. My life had a new meaning and I was filled with hope for the future. I delighted in this knowledge and tried to share it with others whenever I had an opportunity. As I studied diligently, I learned of the wonderful privilege we have to learn and to live at this time, when God is revealing His purposes to His intelligent creatures as never before. With the help of books I learned from my Bible that the time is here for which we had been taught to pray for centuries.

    I have one great sorrow—my husband is not interested. He has absolutely no use for anything that appears religious, yet he is an honest and good man. He has served in two armies; was an officer; saw the hypocrisy and corruption of his church, and that religion played hand in hand with the State in oppressing the people. Even the Bible says that "he who is a friend of the world is the enemy of God".

    In Lawless New Jersey

    This fall we had a convention in Newark, New Jersey. I had a sister who lives in New York and a brother who lives in Long Island whom I have not seen for seven years. Naturally, I wanted to go to that convention; for then I could see them, too. My husband agreed to it, and we made arrangements for the children; for I was to be away from home for one week. So I went with some of my Detroit friends with happy anticipation.

    Probably you have heard of us, Ruth; we are called "Jehovah's witnesses", for the reason that we actually bear witness to the Bible truths regarding the name of Jehovah and His purposes toward His creatures at this time. Our worship of the Almighty God consists of studying the Bible and then going out among the people and preaching the Gospel or good news of the Kingdom in obedience to His commandments recorded in Isaiah 61:1, 2; 43:9-12; Matthew 10:7, 12; 24:14; Acts 20:20; 3:23; 4:19; 5:29; 1 Peter 2:21; 1 Corinthians 9:16. We do this work voluntarily and without any commercial gain whatsoever, and sometimes at great expense to ourselves.

    We are orderly and law-abiding and the Constitution of the United States of America grants us freedom of worship and speech. Yet we are greatly persecuted in many States for doing this good work, especially in New Jersey, where we have been persecuted on many occasions by the so-called "religionists". But that does not stop us in this great work, for we obey God rather than man. We have the recordings in the Bible which even profane history is obliged to support—that Jesus, the Son of the living God, was persecuted and put to death by the so-called "religionists" who had consecrated themselves to serve God. Why? Your Bible will answer that, in John, fifteenth chapter; Matthew 5:10; 2 Corinthians 4:3, 4. How else would the Scriptures be fulfilled?

    Catholic Action in Hoboken

    Now, here is the proof of the fulfillment of some of these prophecies. On Saturday, October 17 [1936], there were 110 of Jehovah's witnesses arrested in the State of New Jersey, and I was one of them. At the time of our arrest we were doing nothing. There were five of us waiting in a car while one of the brothers made a phone call. When he returned we were getting ready to start on our way, when a policeman jumped on the running board and put us under arrest, and ordered us to the nearest police station. We had a sign on our car advertising the lecture "Armageddon" which was to be given during the convention, and in this way he knew who we were.

    We went with him peacefully, and at the station they covered us with machine guns as though we were some desperate criminals. We had our Bibles, and literature explaining the Bible, in our possession, and that was the crime for which we were arrested. The men in our car were questioned first. After recording their names, addresses, etc., they were asked why and what they were doing in Newark. The boys refused to answer the questions without counsel, and they were promptly booked for disorderly conduct.

    The officers then turned to us and threatened us with the words: "You had better answer; for it will be plenty tough for you." We gave him all the information as did the brothers; then he asked us the same question, but in a different way, as—"Weren't you here for the purpose of preaching the Gospel, like the rest?" We said that that was our intention. We were then booked for soliciting without a license. There were 36 of us in all, 17 sisters and 19 brothers. We, the sisters, were put into one cell with four single beds. And what a filthy place! The floor was wet from the toilet and had a terrible odor. We were obliged to spend three days and nights—taking turns in sleeping and living on Bologna sandwiches and coffee.

    Most of us were mothers with children at home; the oldest of us was a grand little lady of 71 years—in prison, for preaching the Gospel of Jehovah. We sang hymns most of the time, and none of us ever complained. The officers in charge tried to be nice to us and they said that they had never seen such a group of fine people in a place like that.

    We were denied the privilege of contacting our own people or even sending a telegram. My sisters were expecting me the evening I was arrested. They were planning a nice party in my honor, and you can imagine the disappointment and worry they experienced when I did not show up. They could not sleep, and finally, after inquiring, they learned the truth.

    The spirit of the Devil

    Mock Trial but Real Punishment

    On the fourth day after our arrest we had our trial—a mock trial, a disgrace to any community claiming to be civilized. We were not allowed to testify in our own behalf; no witnesses were called except for the prosecution; convictions were finally entered without evidence. Many, as in my own case, were sentenced for being in the city with Bible literature in their possession. We were all found "Guilty" by the merciless judge, regardless of state or evidence, and sentenced to thirty days in jail or $25 fine.

    The apostles were illegally arrested and incarcerated in prison; they did not pay their fines, and we do well to follow their example. After our trial one of the brothers, hearing that there was an old lady of 71 arrested, offered to substitute for her. She took him in her arms and thanked him, telling him, "Let me have this privilege." We all had tears in our eyes, and so did the policeman, who later remarked that it would not be long before he would be one of us.

    Several hours later we were all loaded in the police patrol wagon and taken to the Hudson County jail, where we were to serve our thirty days. The brothers were handcuffed, fingerprinted, and their pictures were taken with recording numbers—the same as a desperate criminal. One officer apologized and said that this was the last time he would do it. When we arrived at the Hudson County jail we had a much needed and most welcome bath; were fingerprinted, and clothed in prison stripes. Everything we owned was taken away from us, including our Bibles and rings.

    There were eight of us in a cell block with no beds but straw mats on iron strips. The cells were locked all day until 5:00 o'clock in the evening, and we had nothing to do but to walk the floors or sit on hard benches. The days dragged along so slowly, but we were in all good spirits and read our Gideon Bibles which were furnished to us. Our friends from the Bible House and from Newark sent us fruit, which helped a great deal.

    Hubby Missed the Blessing

    My husband soon learned of the trial, from our Detroit friends. He had been notified of the sentence, but not of the alternative. He was very indignant, could not sleep, nor eat, nor work, and was made very ill trying to find out why we were so unjustly imprisoned. Without my knowledge and consent, he sent the required money to pay my fine, with a letter requesting my immediate release. So the officers let me out of jail without letting me know of the payment of the fine, and under the impression that all of the witnesses would be released. I soon learned the truth, but there was nothing that I could do about it but take the train to Detroit. Needless to say, I felt very badly to leave my friends behind, and did not enjoy my freedom at that price. The others served their thirty days and some of them lost their jobs; others were in danger of losing their homes and everything.

    My husband was very nice about my arrest and did not reproach me with a single word. He did, however, ask me to keep the matter confidential, because while I was away he had told his friends and business associates and our neighbors that I was detained because of a sudden illness. He has a good position and thinks that if the truth be told it might interfere with his work.

    This, then, is my problem—for I do not agree with him. I do not think it is anything to be ashamed of, and I count it a privilege to suffer for the sake of righteousness. So far I have avoided all inquiries, but sooner or later, if I am cornered, then what? How could I, in front of my children, whom I have always taught to be truthful, tell a story which we all know is not the truth. Yet if I tell the truth my husband will be a liar, and it will hurt him terribly. What would you do if you were faced with a similar situation?

    This is a longer letter than I have ever written, but I wanted you to know how much freedom we do enjoy in the "Land of Liberty". It is getting to be like Europe, from where we, and the early Pilgrims, fled. I would appreciate an answer in your column if you are at liberty to discuss this matter.

    Wish you all the success in your work, and may you be guided from above to use your opportunity to the betterment of suffering humanity and to the glory of Jehovah God.

    Hope you will open the door of the House by the Side of the Road to one of ("the least of these my brethren")—one of Jehovah's witnesses.

    An Appreciative Broadcaster

    ◆ Radio-station owners who have more than a pecuniary interest in the broadcasting of Judge Rutherford's lectures are not wanting. The following letter shows a case in point:

    Radio Station KGEK

    STERLING, COLORADO

    September 19, 1937

    Watch Tower Bible & Tract Society,

    117 Adams St., Brooklyn, N. Y.

    DEAR FRIENDS:

    I wish to report that the WT chain broadcast from the White network from Columbus, Ohio, Sunday, September 19, went over 100%; fine quality and fidelity was received at this station.

    The writer wishes to convey his congratulations to Judge Rutherford on his message. It was the most inspiring and forceful address I have listened to for some time; in fact the only worthwhile address—worthy of my thoughts, for the truths that it should instill in everyone's heart that listened to this fine message. I hear hundreds of speeches, and addresses, and talks, by politicians, Congressmen, preachers and what have you, throughout the year—generally in one ear and out the other—but Rutherford's message will stay with you.

    Sincerely yours,

    [Signed] E. G. BEEHLER (Owner) The Press

    United Press Slop from Rome

    ◆ Those who know what Ratti and Mussolini pulled off in Ethiopia and what they are busily engaged in trying to pull off in Spain ought to be pretty good judges of how much influence the prayers of either of these murderers would have with a just God, and will therefore be interested in the following little skit sent out by the United Press correspondent in Rome:

    Five hours after Marconi's death Premier Benito Mussolini arrived alone at the Marconi palace in the heart of Rome, signed the visitors' book, and went to the simple death chamber on the second floor where he prayed for fifteen minutes. The Vatican transmitted the news to Pope Pius at his summer palace at Castel Gandolfo. His Holiness was at mass. He immediately dedicated the services to the repose of Marconi's soul.

    Did you get that "simple death chamber" blurb, intended for the simple sucker of Simpletonville? It is all so simple. Both those birds can stop worrying about Marconi's soul. The man is dead as the nearest gravestone. His only chance is in a resurrection, and to accomplish that purpose the prayers of Mussolini and the pope would be about as effective as the hair on a fly's hind leg to stop a tornado.

    "Taking Down the Scarecrow"

    ◆ The Philadelphia Record is taking its licking by the Roman Hierarchy with rather poor grace, and even shows signs of the good old American spirit of standing up and packing a wallop in return. The Hierarchy tried to reduce it to subjection by urging that all Catholics refuse to buy or read the paper, accompanied by the usual un-American threats of boycott which have made the Hierarchy so hated by any real American. The Record gets back at the Hierarchy by putting up a fight against its "Scarecrow" laws. After noting that Congress at long last developed enough common sense to allow teachers in the District of Columbia to draw their pay even if they happened to mention Russia in the classroom, it says:

    More than a score of States retain, however, their teachers' oath and "loyalty" laws—relics of a Red scare fomented by reactionists in futile fear of all social reform. Now that the worst of these statutory scarecrows has been dismantled by Congress, it should signal repeal of State laws which have served no purpose except to teach children to fear their country instead of to love it.

    Children's Newspaper Misinformed

    ◆ The Children's Newspaper, London, usually well informed, contained an article laudatory of Frank Hague, mayor of Jersey City, in which it said:

    If every city in America could have a mayor like Frank Hague the country's reputation for crime could no doubt be wiped out in 25 years.

    Is that so? The greatest criminal organization in the earth is that system which teaches that crimes of any kind are forgivable if confessed to a priest; and Mayor Hague is a Roman Catholic. And the greatest deterrent to crime is the Bible, which teaches personal responsibility to Almighty God for one's acts. For teaching the Bible from door to door, in Mayor Hague's city, innocent men and women have been put in prison. And they have even been arrested and imprisoned in that city for no offense at all, merely for being identified as one of Jehovah's witnesses. The Children's Newspaper is the victim of Roman Catholic propaganda now blanketing the earth.

    Cornelius Vanderbilt, Jr., Reporter

    ◆ Cornelius Vanderbilt, Jr., is an enterprising reporter. From the heart of Westminster Abbey he whispered into a microphone a full account of the coronation ceremonies. The microphone was concealed in the lapel of his coat. Around his waist he carried a battery and broadcasting apparatus strong enough to reach receiving apparatus 1,500 feet away. The rest was easy. His story was in America almost as fast as it left his lips, and 800 papers carried it to every corner of the land.

    Yellow Press Folding Up

    ◆ Hearst's yellow press, professedly American, but actually bitterly un-American, is gradually folding up, for the general good of the country. Among the publications that have passed out are the New York American, Washington Times, Washington Herald, Omaha News-Bee, and two papers in Rochester, N.Y.

    48 Hours' Notice

    ◆ There is no marked sorrow anywhere over the crack-up of Hearst's New York American. The paper lost $1,000,000 last year. When Hearst got ready to kill it he gave the 2,800 men 48 hours' notice that they would be without jobs. Hearst is like that. The men were given some pay ahead.

    Australian Convention of Jehovah's witnesses

    (A report on reception of Columbus address by Judge Rutherford)

    THE relay from Columbus was, of course, the chief attraction and was responsible for drawing to the Sydney Royal Agricultural Show Grounds approximately one thousand people. For some time prior thereto our electricians and the Postal officials had been co-operating so that no detail should be overlooked and, when the hour for the relay arrived, the large gathering were confident that their prayers would be answered and the speech be heard with clarity. From the opening announcement to the closing prayer those assembled listened attentively to the encouraging and helpful words, which came through quite clearly.

    There was an almost audible sigh of regret at the prospect of losing The Golden Age, but this gave place to rejoicing when it was learned that you were changing the title to the more Scriptural one, Consolation. There was much applause when the new book Enemies was announced, and the brethren are now quite eager to have part in the "tanning" process.

    There was wild excitement when it was learned that you contemplated visiting Australia in the near future, and the next few sentences were drowned by the burst of applause. What did it matter that we missed a portion of your speech? The brethren have long waited for an opportunity to see you in Australia, and now it seems that their patience will be rewarded.

    All present appreciated the opening up of the book of Jeremiah and the clear fulfillment of the prophecies therein contained. The concluding song was sung with those assembled at Columbus, and the feeling of unity thus inspired will long remain with those who were privileged to participate in this convention.

    It was a new experience for the Australian brethren to remain until after 3:00 a.m., but arrangements had been made for transportation and there was no delay or disorder in getting them away to their homes.

    Sydney Agricultural Show Grounds Auditorium — Exterior (Note the sound epuipment)

    Sydney convention of Jehovah’s witnesses (Listening to Judge Rutherford, 12,000 miles distant)

    Resolution

    During one of the succeeding sessions the brethren desired to go on record as being grateful to Jehovah and those of His organization who have the oversight of the work on earth, so the following resolution was proposed and unanimously adopted:

    We, the brethren assembled in convention at the Royal Agricultural Show Grounds, Sydney, on Sunday, September 19, 1937, unanimously resolve to send greetings to Brother Rutherford and to assure you of our loyalty to Jehovah's organization and those appointed by Him to direct the Lord's work on earth. We are determined to maintain the unity of the spirit and to faithfully bear testimony to the great name of Jehovah God.

    Another Note from Australia

    Maisie G. Kerr says: "We are all anxiously awaiting our Consolation copy—having heard last week when Judge Rutherford spoke over the air to us that we would get it in place of The Golden Age. It was a wonderful feeling to hear the orchestra playing in Columbus and the volume of praise from the 20,000 Jehovah's witnesses, while we sang with you."

    Home and Health

    Buttermilk Pop

    ◆ Pour fresh buttermilk into a cold cooking utensil other than aluminum. Set over a hot fire. Stir constantly until steaming hot; this is essential or buttermilk will curdle. Too much salt will cause a bitter taste; so add just enough. A tablespoon of butter will give the pop a velvety texture. Dampen with water, or a little milk, enough bread flour to thicken. Work the flour in a bowl with the finger tips until the moisture is blended evenly. Care should be taken not to get it too damp. Whole-wheat flour could be used, thus insuring a more wholesome nourishment. Cook slowly for fifteen or twenty minutes after it thickens. This is most appetizing and economical where there are hungry kiddies and a light purse.—By Mrs. Claude Lockwood, Ontario.

    Experts in Playing Possum

    ◆ Experts in playing possum, two Frenchmen made a good living for years by falling off trains just after they had started, and collecting damages for injuries or supposed death. One of these, Joseph Guerez, supposedly died 15 times, but was caught by an insurance inspector for whom he undertook to die twice. He had a coffin in his home, fitted with air holes, which served him well on numerous occasions. He was a great church worker.

    Wisdom Teeth and Lunacy

    ◆ The British Lunacy Board of Control reports that numerous cases of insanity have been cured by the removal of the wisdom teeth of the patients and that the cures effected include men, women and girls of various ages, suffering from various forms of mental disorder.

    Moles in the Lawns?

    ◆ Mrs. J. A. Pollock, Illinois, says that she gets 5c worth of carbide, such as the miners put in their lamps, puts a cube in the hole, pours in several gallons of water, and "the gas sure kills the moles".

    Onion a Day Keeps Measles Away

    ◆ At a Bradford (England) school measles broke out. A bunch of onions was hung up in each schoolroom, with the surprising result that not another case developed.

    Fifteen Mice in Two Days

    ◆ A housewife says she caught fifteen mice in two days by mixing a half cup of meal and a tablespoonful of dry lye and putting the dry mixture where they could get it. Then she left a bucket half full of water close by. The mice wanted water so badly they climbed the sides of the pail and drowned themselves.

    Lemons and Kerosene

    ◆ A subscriber keeps lemons fresh a long time by keeping them in a jar covered with water, changing the water occasionally. She finds a drop or two of kerosene excellent for quickly cleaning sinks and bathtubs; it cuts the dirt immediately and leaves no odor; and when applied to cuts the cuts heal sooner. Try it.

    Raw Eggs for Insomnia

    ◆ The German Golden Age quotes Dr. Singh in The Lancet as recommending two to six raw eggs, taken at breakfast, as a cure for insomnia, the effects being noticeable within a few days, after which two raw eggs taken at breakfast time every other day keep the nerves in good condition for work or sleep.

    For Chilblains

    ◆ Boil a quantity of potatoes, but in their skins, with a fair quantity of water. After they are boiled, wash the parts of the body affected with these itchy chilblains, and even the worst case will be cured in about two applications. One is usually enough. The beauty of this one is that you can eat the potatoes, skin and all, afterwards, so that there is no waste.—By A. L. Philpott, Australia.

    Want to Become Blind?

    ◆ Women who wish to become blind should buy some one of the 25 or 30 prepared medicines which contain dinitrophenol. It makes them slender and causes cataracts from which they go blind.

    Serum Led to Desire to Kill

    ◆ At Los Angeles a youth of 20 years was caught in the act of choking a woman of 75. Arrested, and suspected of three murders, he claims that the urge to kill came as a result of serum inoculations given him in a CCC camp.

    The AMA War on Drugless Healing By Cash Asher

    UNKNOWN to the general public, an Armageddon is now under way in the healing arts. The medical trust, better known as the American Medical Association, has marshaled its forces to destroy drugless therapy. Disguised as basic science legislation, is this latest brain-child of the corrupt and monopolistic AMA.

    The International Bible Students Association, who know persecution in all its refined and aggravated forms, should be interested in this battle which is taking place in an entirely different field of endeavor. As you are fighting for your constitutional rights, freedom of speech and worship, so the chiropractors and osteopaths are battling against monopoly in the healing arts. The warfare is being waged in the halls of state legislatures, and the advocates of compulsory medication, the drug and knife cult, have already won major engagements in several states, where basic science laws have been enacted.

    For many years, the chiropractic profession has been struggling for legal recognition. It has won such recognition in 41 states, where laws have been passed setting up chiropractic boards of examiners and licensing bodies, free from medical domination. The profession has benefited greatly; for it has been able to raise and unify educational standards. Possessing means of control and discipline over its members, the profession has protected the public from unqualified practitioners. In these 41 states, osteopaths, and medics, as well as chiropractors, have their own boards. The three systems are regarded as distinct branches of healing.

    The struggles which have been made to give chiropractic a legal status form an epic in each of the 41 states. Entrenched medicine, in league with drug and patent medicine combines, has resisted every move, and the press, subsidized by medical advertising, has been its willing handmaiden. Time and again, chiropractic organizations were rebuffed by legislatures, but in the end, with public opinion arrayed behind them, they were able to succeed.

    Facing this situation, and with drugless therapy winning more and more converts, the medical monopolists looked about for a new method of crucifying this new and aggressive giant that was encroaching upon its reactionary domain. It finally evolved the subtle idea of basic science. With the support of the press, it would be easy to make people believe that uniform professional qualifications were necessary for all branches of healing. In other words, every applicant for a physician's license should be prepared in the basic subjects, such as anatomy, diagnosis, bacteriology, chemistry, pathology, histology, hygiene and public health. The public would agree with this, and it would not occur to readers that the germ theory, as taught in medical schools, was at odds with the teachings in chiropractic colleges. Nor would it occur to a gullible public that examining boards, appointed by the states, would be monopolized by medical doctors, who would, as a matter of economy and selfishness, deny licenses to chiropractic applicants.

    In the states having basic science laws, this is precisely what has happened. Let us take the states of Arkansas, Nebraska, Washington, Wisconsin, and Minnesota, as well as the District of Columbia, and see how this nefarious medical scheme worked in 1933 (last year for which statistics are available). During the year 1933 a total of 598 medical doctors were examined by basic science boards in these states, and only 71 were failed. During the same period only 11 chiropractors were examined, and 9 of them were failed. Chiropractic graduate students recognize the futility of attempting to locate in states having basic science laws, where they would face examinations by medical doctors or medically-minded professors of medically-controlled state universities.

    Encouraged by the success it has achieved, the billion-dollar medico-drug trust is pushing its basic science fortifications along several fronts at present. Its attempts to strangle and bulldoze legislatures are anticipated in Georgia and Michigan when sessions open in January. Rumblings are heard in several other states, where the press is being serenaded by the serum crowd.

    There are 20,000 chiropractors and half as many osteopaths in the United States, and the efforts of the AMA to put them out of business are a result of economic pressure. This was clearly expressed in the September 15, 1932, issue of the Journal of the American Medical Association, as follows: "The general practitioner is in keen competition with those who employ only manipulate therapy, especially the osteopath and chiropractor." This frank statement might, in fact, have been the clarion call that sent the medic-monopolists on their bigoted mission of conquest.

    Three principles of vital importance to the public are involved in the basic science war. First is the right of people to get well; second, their right to the doctor of their choice; and, third, their subjection by a politico-medical cult that practices mayhem and deals in pus. It does not require any hyperbole to picture what will happen once the medics obtain an air-tight monopoly. Compulsory medical examinations and doses of serum for everything ranging from boils to bee-sting can be expected, with the giant drug combines championing and supporting these particular forms of voodooism.

    In the meantime, as these efforts progress with suppression, oppression and repression as the objectives, the primary purposes of healing are forgotten. If pure science should govern any art, that art is healing. Its brazen prostitution by the medical profession, in its blindness to the benefits of drugless therapy and its sponsorship of basic science laws, forms a new and revolting chapter in the annals of a cult that has ever confined progress to the crocodile jaws of reaction. Motivated by economic competition, deliberately blinding itself to anything outside of its textbooks, selfish, brazen and bigoted, is it any wonder that millions of citizens are turning to the drugless therapists as a welcome relief from a cult which has come to be symbolized by a scalpel, a serum phial and a vaccine needle?

    Blood-Pollution Is "Legal"

    Vaccination in Massachusetts

    ◆ Massachusetts was the first of the states to pass a compulsory vaccination statute, back in 1855, taking away liberties that the framers of our Constitution thought were safeguarded by the Declaration of Independence and the Bill of Rights.

    The sacred inherent rights which this compulsory statute took away is the right to the security and freedom of our person, the right to be let alone, the right to choose our own doctor and what treatment we will have for ourselves and our children, the right to protect our children from disease and death, the most important right we have.

    This compulsory statute puts "police power" into the hands of the board of health doctors, who compel people to be vaccinated and revaccinated against their will with the virus of disease on the false claim that it "protects from smallpox", which it definitely does not.

    If vaccination protects the vaccinated from smallpox, what protects the unvaccinated, of which there are countless numbers in this Commonwealth as free from smallpox as the vaccinated throughout the course of their long lives? Natural immunity, and not vaccination, protects us from disease!

    Join with the committee conducting the campaign for medical freedom in Massachusetts in petitioning the newly elected members of our State Legislature to fight against this evil.—Jessica C. Henderson, Secretary Medical Freedom Campaign, in Boston Daily Record.

    Worked the Poison Out of Her System

    ◆ The Pasadena (California) Independent relates that Joan Gadow, two years ago a healthy, normal girl, came home saying that she had been given a shot of anti-diphtheritic serum. For two years thereafter she had not a well day; her joints swelled and became rigid; her temperature soared; in four days she lost half her weight. She was treated by 35 doctors, all in vain. When death seemed certain she was cured by manipulations that worked the poison out of her system; whether osteopath or chiropractic methods were used was not stated.

    Want to Turn to Stone?

    ◆ Do you want to turn to stone? You might try receiving anti-typhoid injections. It worked that way with Mrs. Iola Swinnerton, of Chicago, who has now been in a hospital ten years because she let her blood stream be thus polluted. She is even now but 33 years of age.

    Cottonseed Oil for Dinner? By Frederick Eaton (Oregon)

    NO, WE'RE not joking. You may have just prepared your food with it; for cottonseed oil is one of the best sellers among cooking fats today. Sold not as an oil, but as a hard, snow-white fat in neat packages or lard pails and labeled as shortening made of vegetable oils, it goes over big because of its comparatively low price. But how can an oil be transformed into a substance white and solid as lard? Well, that's where modern chemistry gives even the poor man a chance to still think he can afford hog grease on his bread—but thinking about it is as far as he gets. In the old days a poor man had grease on his bread, and the fellow a little better off had a cow, and butter; but not in this advanced era. Now the poor man—his benighted lot improved by government-enforced food shortage—can no longer afford his grease; so give him cottonseed oil instead!

    Cottonseed oil is cheap; so cheap, in fact, that it is being used to dilute and adulterate everything it remotely resembles, from salad and olive oil to linseed oil used in the preparation of house paint. It has even been suggested that an automobile lubricant be manufactured by whipping the oil with air and thereby thickening it, which has proved feasible; but to the writer's knowledge no such product has yet appeared on the market. However, since this oil can be obtained at so little expense it quite naturally is the principal ingredient of vegetable oil shortenings. Other oils sometimes put to such purpose are those derived from peanuts and soybeans. In fact, any oil whatever may be used, even whale oil, for the process employed will thicken either vegetable or animal fats. The fact that it also removes most of the odor during the reaction makes it possible for many hitherto unused oils to be thus prepared for making soap products.

    The oils to be hardened are first refined to eliminate impurities that would interfere with the chemical reaction, and then run into a heated tank where they are mixed with hydrogen gas under pressure and finely divided nickel. The nickel is usually held in perforated cages and the oil forced over it in the presence of the hydrogen. The action of the nickel is intended to be solely that of a catalyst, and therefore it should not appear in the finished product. However, in order to have a chemically pure product the oils, nickel, and hydrogen must be free from impurities, for otherwise unwanted results may be produced. For instance, if water vapor were present during the reaction, nickel soap would be formed with the catalyst. Nickel is capable of producing deadly poisons.

    When the oils have absorbed the required amount of hydrogen, the resulting product is run off and permitted to cool and is then a hard, snow-white fat.

    In Margarine Too

    While on the subject of artificial lard, it would be well to consider the production of margarine, as this article may also make use of the above hardened oil as a possible ingredient. There are three kinds of margarine: that made with animal fats, that made with vegetable fats, and also a mixture of the two. If animal fat is used it is obtained from the caul and kidneys of cattle. Vegetable fats may be one-fourth hydrogenated cottonseed oil, or about two-thirds coconut oil (which is thick at room temperatures), and the remaining fraction liquid cottonseed, peanut, or soybean oil.

    The process involved is one similar to the churning of butter, except that the butterfat is replaced by either animal or vegetable fats. Sweet skim milk is first soured and then churned together with the desired fats until thickest, when it is then chilled till solid and worked as butter, a sufficient amount of coloring matter being added. Preservatives such as boron have been worked into the product at this stage, but now pure food laws have in many places prohibited the addition of anything but salt. The resulting product is one that very closely resembles butter in both taste, appearance, and calorie content.

    New York's Tuberculin Test Law

    ◆ New York's Tuberculin Test Law, fostered by the Milk Trust to do away with all privately owned cows, was outwitted at Tappan, N.Y., when Robert Gibson, lawyer, had his pet cows shot, the night before the unreliable tests were to have been made.

    Voluntary Slavery By Dr. Leroy D. Swingle, Ph.D.

    YOUNG people, how would you like to be the slave of a cigarette, to be driven around day and night, everywhere, so that you would "walk a mile for a 'Hump'"? That is exactly the driving power of the tobacco habit, when it GETS you.

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