The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, February 28, 1929, Page 12

By RODNEY DUTCHER (NEA Service Writer) Washington, Feb. 28—The Hon. Charles Aubrey Eaton of New Jersey, &@ congressman, a clergyman, an editor and an industrial relations expert, has a nephew coming to congress. The nephew is William R. Eaton of Den- ver, who defeated a Democratic in- cumbent last November. Uncle Charlie is not planning to load up little Willie with avuncular advice because little Willie is only a few years younger than Uncle Char- lie, who is 60. Also because little Willie has had legislative, political and legal experience, which is more than Uncle Charlie had when he came here four years ago. Nevertheless, it was Uncle Charlie who persuaded the young man years ‘ago to go to college and study law and later to enter the public service and only after a visit to Uncle Char- le here last year did William decide to run for congress. * * * “When I came here myself,” Uncle Charlie recalls, “I decided to keep perfectly still and just watch and listen. It was three months before I opened my mouth on the floor and after four years I realize that I’m only @ beginner. Which is pretty good advice for new congressmen. Whenever one of them has an exaggerated idea of his own importance the elderly _ boll weevils of the House delight in knif- ing him as often as they get a chance, s0 it doesn’t pay. As Uncle Charlie puts it, the vet- erans are “tolerant of the disciple at- titude and intolerant of the know-it- all attitude.” Having been 8 clergyman, an editor and an industrial relations expert, giving advice is the best thing Uncle ‘lie does. ‘There were eight years, in fact, when he was accustomed to give ad- vice to John D. Rockefeller himself. For from 1901 to 1909 he was pastor of the oil king’s Euclid Avenue Church in Cleveland. * *& * “He was my great friend and sup- porter,” says Uncle Charlie, “but I tion't believe we agreed with each other in private conversation in more than eight years. I used to spend part of my vacations with him. We golfed in the morning and argued in the evening. He had one of the most amazing and wittiest minds I ever knew. “One night we were arguing about large aggregations of wealth and we ‘were crowding each other and talk- ing loudly. I told him I looked on vast aggregations of wealth in the hands of men such as himself and Carnegie and Frick as I looked on prehistoric monsters, which ought to be disintegrated for the benefit of society. “I ‘said two principles ought to yovern the size of a fortune. It shouldn't grow so big as to prevent the discharge of the moral obliga- tions inherent to so much money and it shouldn't be so great that the owner could control the government with it. And he said: “‘Doctor, I regret exceedingly that for once I have to agree with you.’” It was after that that John D. went in extensively for philanthropy. Not that he always took Uncle Char- lie's advice; they continued to dis- agree on politics and personal meth- ods—“he was a wonderful man for asking advice and then doing as he saw fit. * * * “He had an all-encompassing ana- lytical mind,” says his former pastor. “He always canvassed every conceiv- able side of every proposition. “I regard him as the greatest original thinker on economic subjects that this world has ever produced. It was he who first foresaw the age of trusts, which was bound to be brought on when science began to develop the mechanical and electri- cal power for our past 50 years of progress, Rockefeller got his great aggregation of wealth because he foresaw the function of the trust. He originated the philosophy of big busi- ness, the economic soundness of which we have so well demonstrated today.” xe Congressman Eaton entered the Baptist ministry in 1892 at Natick, Mass. Later he preached in Toronto and was sociological ‘editor of the Toronto Globe. After his Cleveland pastorate he served ten years at the Madison Avenue church in New York and in 1919 became editor of Leslie's. Weekly for awhile. During these years he had been interested in so- ciological problems and he decided that the world's biggest problem was the abolition of poverty and afford- ing an opportunity to all men for economic freedom. In 1917, when the Germans were sinking ships altogether too rapidly, he was called on to head the national service section of the Emergency Fleet, Corporation and traveled over the country increasing ship production by building up the patriotic morale of shipyard workers. After that he turned his back on the pulpit and applied his philosophy to employe relations for Eastman Kodak, Bethlehem Steel, the Penn- sylvania railroad and the General Electric, which he now represents. He is editor of “Light,” the General Electric magazine, and is sometimes called “the General Electric congress- man.” “I finally went into politics in 1924 because I was afraid of the La Fol- lette movement,” he says. “I thought it might put the government in busi- ness. In Congress I regard myself as still in the ministry. My objective is to increase the share of the masses of men in the good things of life.” Crystal's grave eyes lingered un- | hurriedly on Harry Blaine’s face. “Yes,” Crystal answered simply. The old Crystal would have tucked her head, fluttered eyelashes and hands as she countered his question with another, coquettishly:' “ “Good!” Harry Blaine replied as simply, touching her loosely clasped hands for an instant, “I've missed my friend, and I’m glad she’s back, even so changed that I scarcely recognized her. When are you going be well enough to help me on that of mine, Crystal?” was horribly afraid that she lutter and bridle a bit at that, clear, grave hazel eyes met . “Whenever you like, 7 I'm not ill any longer. I to begin to live again, I think.” Inconsciously Crystal, in discarding ficial self and revealing the ‘l underneath, had become she had once so ardently de- to be—attractive to men. ‘The she was unconscious of her new appeal atl . Blaine, who : MEESE SESE 5 .3FEZ2 EF ara tall EE dropping to the couch beside Harry Blaine and stretching out her long brown-leather-trousered legs. “You ought to be home in bed after that long flight,” Harry told her, his eyes still fixed upon Crystal. “I know it!” Tony sighed. “Lord! T'd like to sleep a week! But I had to help make whoopee for Crys. Isn't she a knockout, Harry? If Tony Tar- ver’s any prophet, my girl friend is going to have more dates than there are nights in the week—if she wants them.” Harry Blaine shot a fleet but searching glance into the blue eyes of the girl at his side, to see if there was a shadow of jealousy in them. For it was now Dick Talbot who sat beside Crystal, having ousted George Pruitt, who had previously dispos- sessed the courtly and distinguished older man, Alan Beardsley. But in Tony's clear eyes there was nothing but fondness, and pride in Crystal's unsought triumphs. “Poor Dick!” Tony whispered a bit later to Harry Blaine. “His S. A. doesn’t seem to be hitting on all six tonight. Crys has turned him down. I knew he'd ask her for a date, as soon as he realized she didn’t give a darn whether he did or not. Heigh- ho!” she yawned, stretching her arms high above her head and letting them fall wearily. “Life’s funny, isn’t it, Harry? That being only too true, I'd better toddle off to bed. 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