St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1918-03-23


light. maybe die, for liberty.
Mr.. Simpkins peered around to make
sure that neither Bess nor John (who
were at the teasing ages Of sixteen
and seventeen) were where they could
see him, then he Strengthened and
threw his right arm up for salute.
But his equity shoulder twinged, and he
groaned. He couldn't even salute.
"Damn!" said Mr.. Slmpkins, and
with his other hand fercely twirled his
white mustachios.
He turned and limped into the IL
brary and sat down creakily before the
mahogany desk on which were lying
the blanks for his income tax state
ment, blanks which he had rather
grumpily got from the Internal Reve-
nue. officer only that day after lunch
con on his way home from the club.
Mr.. Simpkins' income for 1917 had
amounted to Just about $4,000. and he
had been rather snappy on the sub
Ject OF taxes ever since he had discov-
cred that the more income a man has
the greater the percentage Of 1t he
pays In taxes. He could think of sew
eral men who, like himself, were mar
ried and had two children, and yet,
although their incomes were nearly
half Of his, they would pay only Z
small fraction Of the amount he paid.
He gloomily drew the blank nearer
and began filling In the information
that 1t asked for.
As Mr.. Simpkins' income was SIS 600
he had to figure out the amounts pay
able on each Of the successive smaller
classes of incomes in order to arrive
at the total due from himself. He
passed over the first class who must
pay taxes, that Is, single men making
over 1000. His calculation for mar
ried men then showed up as follows:
First, they pay per cent. (under
the 1916 law on all income over
$4,000, deducting $500 for each Of their
children under eighteen years. In Mr..
Simpkins' case this was $212, which he
put down in the payable column.
He saw next that, under the 1917
law, married men pay an additional 2
per cent. on all over $2,OO0-with the
same allowance for children. This
added $3.50 to his payable" column.
He then observed that for every
1880 Jump In his income over 5000
he had to pay Surtax, the percentage
growing larger with each jump. This
was $3.50 more added to his burden.
And on top Of all this came an "Ex-
cess Profits" tax of 8 per cent. on all
Occupation" income over $4,000, max
Ing $72O more.
The total, then, he must pay was four
teen hundred and thirty-four dollars.
"Whew!" exclaimed Mr.. Simpkins
angrily. there's young Henry Will
skins, who married Jake Johnson's girl,
he makes $1,000 and he doesn't pay a
cent Of taxes I guess this IL his war
o. well as miner
Thinking Of young Henry wilkins,
he remembered that Mrs. wilkins went
every afternoon to make bandages for
the Red Cross and that Henry, who
was a lawyer, was aiding the Local
Draft Board with its Questionnaires.
"Well," he admitted to himself,
"that makes q difference"
He thought next Of Judge Willough-
b., whose income was about $1,000.
HE only pays $2O." commented Mr..
S,mpkins, not quite so angrily this
time; and then thought struck him
and he sat up rigidly In his chair.
Judge Willoughby's son had been
drowned on the Tuscania when 1t was
summarized with the loss Of two hum
dred soldiers.
"Judge Willoughby gave his son to
America" muttered Mr.. Simpkins.
He leaned forward suddenly and put
his face in his hands.
For long time Mr.. Slmpkins sat
very still in that position. There was
40 sound in the library except the
ticking Of the tall clock and an occa-
sional trill Of laughter from the chill
dren skylarking upstairs. The squars
Of light on the carpet gradually with
drew itself through the window, and
nrst twilight and then darkness settled
In about the quiet, white haired, some
times irascible old man.
Mr.. Simpkins was thinking things
which he would never afterward speak
Of, he was thinking things that were
too sacred ever to be put into words.
But some inkling Of his thoughts may
be found in his rejoinder to Mrs.
simpkins when that placid lady came
In and turned on the lights, and asked
him whether he was ready for dinner.
"Judge Willoughby's only son was
worth as much as fourteen hundred
and thirty-four dollars, wasn't he?"
Mr.. Simpkins demanded Of her.
Al his wife, who was not unused to
tbs superficial irritations, watched him
In mild establishment. Mr. Simpkins
limped out to the hall and took his
old felt hat and sllver.headed cane
from the hat rack. Letting himself out
into the foggy evening, he tapped his
way down to the corner, and mailed his
income tax statement and check with
his own hands.
"Now, God be thanked" said Mr..
Sinpkins rs tile lid clankcd shut over
bis mlssive, II can do this much tor
~ country, anyhow"
500 Reward, 500
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