Pomes Penyeach

We had just finished reading the President's Budget Message on Tuesday when we opened the mail box and took out the mail. There was a letter from Philadelphia, and a circular from Time, Inc., and an invitation to have someone from the Children's Aid Society as our guest for lunch. We had already had lunch, so we couldn't invite the waif to sit down to a square meal with us, but it started us thinking about our mail, and then about the Budget Message, and then about the mail again. Fortunately, we had the New York Times with us still, so we could look and make sure that it really was first class mail rates that the President wanted to raise.

Maybe Eisenhower likes junk mail, or maybe it's that he has someone else to open his mail for him. Or perhaps it's just that he's forgotten what pays its own way, and what doesn't. And we won't even say anything about Henry Luce. But as for us, we prefer mail from Philadelphia, or even New York, and wish that bulk mail could be discouraged.