THE CALIFORIYIA LUMBER MERCHAI\T

It's Up To You !

In a couple of weeks it will be time again to start National Forest Products Week, our annual chance to promote on a big scale the industry that gives us our livelihood. The date is October 20-26.

That members in all phases of the business should support "The Week" seems obvious to us, yet every year we note all too many who claim to be too busy. Much like the businessman who is too busy with business to wait on his customers.

If this year's National Forest Products Week is enfeebled by failure of the industry to enthusiastically give backing it will only - devalue what has been done the rest of the vear.

Support from within can give *ood and wood products a chance to demonstrate their value with an increased voice in the market place; show that we are responsive to the very real challenge of competitive materials; that we are aware of the need to have the general public view forest products in the best possible light. '

W'e cannot urge you too strongly to support the industry that supports you.

To help protect lflest Coast lumber producers, more than 100 members of the U. S. Congress have asked President , Kennedy to place a temporary quota on imports of Cana' dian lumber.

, A petition drafted by Representative Jack Westland (Rep-Wash.) and signed by I05 other House members said : that if the President did not act "there appears to be no other alternative but that the Congress enact legislation to provide a quota."

Pacific Coast lurnber producers have asked for relief as the Canadian lumber industry has captured most of the U. S. East Coast lumber market.

Advice to the thin: Don't eat fast. Advice to the fat: Don't eat. Fast.

One of the finest th anorher was :,oHe,. ;tllr"n,l"#;":1ril, ",il:,1lr:i"Ji time to appreciate himself,"

It was a so-called i"fid; *no. ruia 1nr., "r, is wise to so live t}lat death may be faced serenely; if there is another world the best way to plepare for it is to make the best of this; and if there be no other world, the best way to live HERE is to be happy and make others h"ppy.o' * * *

The great French liberator, Voltaire, was asked on a certain occasion the reason for his unusually bombastic remarks, and promptly replied: "Arnong wolves, one must howl a little."

Voltaire will be ,"-o,rr*ror*1., fi;, because he did more to make men free than any other figure in history. Secondly, he will be remembered always for his famous replies. In the parlance of the slang of today, he "knew all the answers." They were not always polite.

Once a lady with a well-known past boasted to Voltaire of her religious enthusiasm. Voltaire said to her: o'Madam, I have noticed that when woman ceases to be proclaimed by men---*he turns toGod."

Hundreds of famous remarks are attributed to Voltaire, but none so well known as his declaration-which has become the textbook of tolerance-o'I do not agree with a word you say, but I will die defending your right to say it."

He appeared in Europe at a time lr, ,t " world's history that fairly shouted to the high heavens for such a leader. He came as the answer to a prayer for such a champion. And today Europe rapidly approaches a stage once more where Liberty is on thin ice, and where another Voltaire is needed almost as badly as when the first one came.

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Calvin Coolidge once said that a successful business deal has been made only when o't*o parti"s enter into a transaction by which each exchange something he needs for something he needs more." Could anphing be better said?

To be really ina"p"nauit ,l"r ,r"r, l" either very rich or very poor. The most independent mal in history that I recall was the philosopher Diogenes, who lived in Corinth four hundred years before Christ. He lived in a barrel and went around i,n tle daytime with a lighted lantern, seeking an honest man. He rr.as a friend of A.ristotle. friend and tutor of Alexander the Great, who thqr ruled the world.

BY JACK DIONNE

Aristotle had told Alexander about Diogenes, so when the great king went on his conquering way to Corinth he confidently expected the great thinker to come to ser him. But Diogenes was too busy thinking. So Alexander hunted him up. He found Diogenes sitting on a rock in deep thought, the sun shining on his furrowed brow. The king said, 'oI am Alexander. What can I do for Diogenes?" And Diogenes replied, "Step aside so the sun can shine on me." All he wanted was the warm sunshine and the opportunity to think. And, he got these gifts, not from the great king, but from the King of Kings. And he wanted nothing more'

God always seems to send great men in groups-in constellations. What a group lived and thought and taught in tlle days of Diogenes. Plato, the great teacher of that time, used to publicly thank the gods that he Iived in the age of Socrctes. Socrateg won immortality because he wasn't interested in it. He was tle least egotistical of men. "Know thyself'n was the text of all his Socratic discourses.

And his greatest pup4 eUto]won immortality through writings that were as purely impersonal as the works of the immortal Shakespeare. It remained for little men of little minds in these decadent days to depend upon the promiscuous use of the per. sonal equation for their bid to greatness.

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,o Jr" *rouo of mighty minds of the days of Diogeneso let us recall that our modern civilized religions have added nothing to their philosophies. They preached gentlenesq consideration of others, moderation in everything, helpfulness and the understanding that one man's rights end where another's begin. They were bar.barians in a way. But, oh, what gxand ones!

Big men never pose. Little men who want to be thought big have a corner on the posing concessions.

Elbert Hubbard once *r, '*" ,lu" o,r. teachers too much work and too little pay. Stop building war ships and use the money to double the salaries of our teachers, making the profes" sion respectable." And, a short time later, Elbert Hubbard was killed by a war ship. * * *

George M. Cohan said: 'oAlways leave them laughing when you say goodbye," so let us close this with a story.

Two men met and *, a*r*r. ;" of them said: "I notice you stammer rather badly. Have you ever tried the Chicago School for Stammering?" The other answered: 'oNo, I n-n-n-n never have. In fact, I never learned this in no sk.sk-sk-school. I just sort of p-p-p-picked it up myself."