Happy Again

Many baseball bigwigs feel about their Commissioner A. B. ("Happy") Chandler the way some Democrats feel about President Truman. They wish the other guy were still here. They had reservations about Judge Kenesaw Mountain Landis as czar. They hoped when they unanimously compromised last spring on Happy as the Judge's successor that they could have him as the czar who reigns but does not rule. Last week they decided to let him wear the Landis shoes.

This turnabout at Chicago's off-season powwow followed hard upon the minor leagues' meeting at Columbus, Ohio where Happy had been kicked around. The minors voted to strip him of his veto power over their legislation, action that would have left him crippled. The majors voted down this proposal, also scrapped a project of the minors to cut from the Commissioner's job control of the recently established $50,000 baseball promotional fund. The result: Happy was happy again. Said he: "I'm . . . not bloodied up a bit."

Post-morteming big-leaguers explained their sudden affection for the Commissioner: you don't hire a doctor to tell you what to do, and then not do it.

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