 On the Sunday following his inauguration the very next day the president took his problem to the Great Councilor. He went to church and bowed his head in prayer as he'd done on the morning of March 4th before proceeding to the Capitol to take the oath. While we cannot know what Franklin D. Roosevelt confided to his God or asked to be God, we do know that the people felt an even greater reassurance in this simple act of devotion on the part of the man who had so thrilled and uplifted him. And then without the loss of an hour he called in his Secretary of the Treasury, William H. Wooden, and planned and executed those brilliant and decisive strokes by which the country's financial structure was preserved. By declaring a bank holiday he halted the growing penny and provided a breathing spell in which to read just credit and provide more currency. March the 9th was a notable day in our history with Congress eagerly accepting the president's recommendation. By a vote of 73 to 7 the United States Senate hastened to pass the president's banking major. It was the most emphatic vote of confidence which that party had given to the head of the nation in many a long year. In the house, the new speaker, white-haired Henry W. Rainey of Illinois was at the throttle running the legislative locomotive in the direction of his party leader, the president, was demanding it should grow. Rainey knew it was no time for quibbling. Straight through, he drove the Roosevelt measures. Intense interest was shown in the house as the clerk read the president's great economy bill, which planned the saving of 500 million. And with the banking situations moving out, the president went on the air on the night of Sunday, March the 12th, and talked to the people in simple, friendly terms. While resulting in many cases, in great inconvenience, is affording us the opportunity to supply the currency necessary to meet the situation. No sound bank is a dollar worse off than it was when it closed its doors. It is possible, of course, in a very few places that when the banks resume, a very few people who have not recovered from their fear may again begin withdrawals. Let me make it clear that the banks will take care of all needs. And it is my belief that hoarding during the past week has become an exceedingly unfashionable pastime. After all, there is an element in the readjustment of our financial system that is more important than currency, more important than gold, and that is the confidence of the people themselves. Confidence and courage are the essentials of success in carrying out our plan. You people must have faith. You must not be stampeded by rumors or guesses. Let us unite in vanishing fear. We have provided the machinery to restore our financial system, and it is up to you to support and make it work. It is your problem, my friends, no less than it is mine. Together, we cannot fail. The entirely new spirit came over the face of the government under the President's guidance. For the first time in history, the Treasury Department, under orders from Secretary Woodin, permitted pictures to be made of the processes of printing and graving United States currency in the view of engraving and printing in Washington. I have made the old timers gas they were so starting. Confident in their President, in his policies, people all over the country rushed back to replace the deposits as the closed banks reopened their doors. Since trading felt the impetus of this new confidence and courage, the wheels began to turn again. There was a rush of trading in the Great Chicago Weekend. In the New York stock market, prices rose sharply. People began to buy it, and encouraging reports were heard on all sides about the upturn in business that had come at last. A memorable day when at the President's behest, the Senate in record time voted for beer, and the end of the long drought was in sight. He later but resolute the President sat at his desk, facing one new problem after another. With the financial structure of the country strengthened and revitalized, with new impetus given to commerce and industry, his mind now turned to farmers in their place, to the crop farmers who raise our vegetables, to the big grain farmers who provide our breads, and his thoughts took in also the distressing situation of the sheep raisers of the West. And as what could be done soundly and practically for those men whose flocks cover a thousand hills, a wealth of wool and a mutton, and no market worth the trouble of shipping. As our President sat and thought at his desk, he visioned the troubles of the Western cattlemen, sons and descendants of the bold spirits who carved out the famous cattle trails of the Old West. And in his mind's eye, no doubt, he could see the great and useless herds of fine beef, for which also there was no price to bring joy to the heart of the cowmen. The days passed swiftly in that historic month of March 1933, when so much was done, so much was planned. And this man of many burdens gave his whole mind and soul to pondering the swift and practical things. And to him came the great vision of relieving unemployment by a great reforestation project, embracing 10 states to provide work for 250,000 men and to create new farms, new towns, new wealth for the people as a whole, clearing and reinvigorating the forests of the land, providing the building material which industry needed, visioning the progress of timber from the new forests that are to arise to the mills of industry that will await them in the future. First it will not be robbed by haste and by greed. His rapid mind moved on to the 22nd of that historic march to another decisive stroke. At his desk in the White House, he signed the bill which kept one of the most important pledges of the Democratic platform, a pledge to give beer back to the people, if the democracy came in the power. There it was, the document which reversed the iron-clad restrictions of 13 years. And immediately all over the country, the work of preparing to brew good beer was begun. The cobwebs of years of neglect were swept from vats. Armies of men were called to polish the brewing machinery, to put the long neglected plants in perfect order for the Russian business that was certain to come. Another impetus was given to business when the President put his name for the beer bill and made it fall. And they brushed up the brewery horses. And even the horses felt the gay stimulus of the New Deal. And Broadway got lit up to celebrate. It had anything to do with it. Something fine has occurred in this country. We see people growing to work. Factories which have been closed for months, for years in some cases, have called for men, have started the wheels to turning, and are resuming the long interrupted routine of production. America is catching its full stride. There is a new feeling of hope, of determination in the air. It is a new march of prosperity behind the country's militant leaders, the fighting President.