The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, July 11, 1917, Page 4

“THE TRIBUNE Entered at the Postoffice, Bismarck, N. D., as Second Class Matter. GevED EVERY DAY EXCErZ 5U. SCRIPTION RATES PAYAB! ADVANCE Daily, by mail or carrier, per Dally. b: Prrrereeeeeeee a “North 60 q i ear fort pDnkole, ee zt see = + 4.00 by mail three months ..- 1.25 Daily, by mail ou! . Dakota, one year 6.00 Daily, by mail outside of North ota, three months .......+++ 1.50 Weekly, by mail, per year. G. LOGAN PAYNE COMPA: Special Foreign Renresentag ye NEW YORK, Fifth Ave. Bldg.; CHICAGO, Marquette Bidg.; BOSTON, 8 Winter St.; DETROIT, Kresge Bldg.; MINNE- APOLIS, 810 Lumber Exchange. iN | feeling that he knows what he is fails to say. He shows you that he has a kind of reserve power, which the chap who shouts and blusters does not possess. He gives you the talking about and that his quiet-voic- ed statements have back of them a certain authority which every man is bound to respect. This kind of a man is worth having in any meeting, in a political gather- ing, in a conference where war pro- grams are being discussed, in the pul- pit—indeed, anywhere else where real brain power and ability are re- quired. Merober Audit Bureau of Circulation _ HE STATE'S OLDEST NEWSPAPER (Established 1872) eS WEATHER REPORT for 24 hours ending at noon July 11: Temperature at 7:00 a. m. . 6 Temperature at noon — Highest yesterday . . 89 ‘Lowest yesterday . . 65 Lowest last night . . 56 Precipitation ... . Trace (Highest wind velocity . 26—-NW Forecast. For North Dakota: Fair tonight and Thursday; cooler in .east portion and warmer in extreme west portion tonight. Lowest er Temperatures Fargo .. ne Williston 52 Grand Forks 58 Pierre ... 64 St. Paul 64 Winnipeg . 56 Helena 56 Chicago . 56 Swift Current . Kansas City Sap Francisco 54 O® — ORRIS W. ROBETS, * DUS WH Metebolopist. ©OOS 9559S 9995909000 ¢ God grants liberty only to % 4 those who love it, and are al- ¢@ ways ready to guard and de- # fend it.—Webster. o SOS HSSCSH ESTE OSHO OD ——————— BY A SMALL MARGIN. At this writing, figures or the First Congressional district election are in- complete, but enough is known to in- dicate that in any event the victory will not be a sweeping one. Baer will not make the showing that Gov- ernor Frazier did in the same dis- trict and surface indications are that the grip of A. C. Townley upon thé Nonpartisan league is not as control- ing as it was six months ago. The result is a rebuke to the luke- warm patriotism ‘of ‘the socialists at the head of the league. It may mean that the’ members of the league, stur; dy, honest farmers. of the state, are preparing for a house-cleaning and the elevation of new leaders that rep- resent a more vital Americanism; and statesmanship rather than dem- agogy. As the Tribune anticipated sane A days ago, there seems little doubt iat this writing of Baer's election, but victory is not nearly as emphatic as the friends of the league had hoped or desired. The candidacy of George Bangs re- duced Burtness’ vote in his own baili- wick. Democrats worked hand and glove with the league for the elec- tion of Baer because the former Beach postmaster is of the faith. Postmaster Wilkinson of Fargo was out openly for Baer, as well as Dis- trict Attorney Hildreth. These gen- tlemen traded Bangs for Baer just as , surely jas,they sacrificed the, entire ; state ficket, at the last election in } the interests” of Wilson. : William! \‘Lemke’s half-hearted’: sup- Port of Hughes and supposed working. agreement with McArthur-Wilkinson- Hildreth, et al., in the national elec- tion has its counterpart in the First District contest. Mr. Bangs contrib- uted more t othe Baer victory than any other one factor. In a straight contest, een Baer and Burtness, the result|might have been different. The recent decision of the supreme court throws a cloud over the elec- tion. Governor Frazier, acting upon the advice of Attorney General Lang- er fixed the date of election so as to invalidate any action taken by the republican convention at | Grand Forks. Members of the supreme court elected on the Nonpartisan tick- et condemn the political trickery Practiced to shut Mr. Burtness out of the republican column and pre vent other candidates from withdraw- ing. On top of this, Mr. Langer rules that the absent voter law does not apply to special elections. In fact, every agency was used to secure Baer’s election, by fair or foul means. It seems likely that the election will be contested, probably in the state courts and also at Washington. THE BLUSTERING SPEAKER, Loud talk and bluster is always a sign of weakness. Next time you get a chance, size up the men who do the talking in a meeting or a conference. If you are a good judge of men, you will notice that the man of real Power never indulges in personall- ties. He never sneers, he is rarely sarcastic, he doesn’t make unkind re- marks about those who oppose him. You will notice that he is willing to give and take in the argument, that, he is ready to concede that the other side has some rights. | Furth you.will observe that much arate sth lies in the fact RRR Sy “| vied him. Aievastated. Dur only remaining prov-| “DON’T QUIT. You have met him, and you've en- He has a town house and a country house and a cohort of servants that oscillates between city and country opening the one home and closing the other. He spends his winters in the south and his summers in the moun- tains of the north. He has, indeed, brought you a grapefruit or so from his southern grove, or perhaps you have been his guest, on a motor trip. He's not a bad sort; he’s willing to pay a price for friendship; but he's fat and his wife is fat. They eat and sleep and between times seek distraction from —nothing. ‘He's retired. Yes, sir, you've envied that man and your wife has envied that man’s wife. And it's not the intention of these few words to jolly you into sat- isfaction with a way of life less easy, less varied than’ his. But it is the intention to insist on just this: / Life for that man, retired at. 45 stock, has reached its end. There never was an end in this world of endless possibilities worth reaching for the mere purpose of stopping at. You to whom each day must needs be a beginning are richer than the man you envy. Don’t quit. RUMANIA’S FATE. “Death in all forms is sweeping over the country—sword, flame and invasion, hunger and sickness. Lands been destroyed, towns and villages ins ‘ere choked $p with6thescruel| ex jot those who flew befqre the | foes’ brutality. Our hospitals are over full, our food is scatee. Gruel want stares us in the face. We are cut off from, everything and every- body and our own resources are com- ing to an end. I love my. struggling people. { am ‘one. with their ideal. I) weep :with: their sorrows, suffer with their pains. ‘Do not leave my hands empty when mothers and chil- dren, soldiers and wounded cry to me in their fearful misery. When a country is small its queen |becomes her. . st not. rst. ’ She ot lear . “When many trem- ble, she must show,,no fear. In all my sadness this remains to me: The link that arises. between those who sorrow. I, too have had to leave my home and all that was mine. There- fore, does my heart so well under- stand their grief.” This perfect picture of German work, this tear-stained description of the plight of Rumania and its queen is from the queen herself. Remem- ber, too, that she is by birth a. prin- cess of Saxe-Coburg and Gotha and the wife of a king who is of the Ho- henzollern blood. ‘ When German princes and princeéss- es revolt against German war-wd¥k} there is small wonder that the reést of the civilized world stands aghast at what the, kaiser and his minions have brought upon an agonized earth. TEACHING HUMILITY, In all the world there has been no more arrogant type of mind than that of the Prussian, and especially .the Prussian militarist and the Prussian bureaucrat. It is the Prussian who has tootled all over the globe the doctrine of “Deutschland ueber alles.” It is the Prussian who has believed in the doctrine that might makes right; that the German is the “blond beast,” the “superman,” of whom Prussian philosophers prated as the future lord and master of the earth and the sev- en seas. It is the Prussian who toss- ed into the discard, as merely futile and outworn, the doctrines of the Christian religion. Lloyd George, prime minister of England, usualy has a way of saying things that go directly to the heart of a matter. So it is well to quote him in this connection: “We are pounding a sense of in- feriority into every pore of the Ger- man military mind. As long as the Prussians have an idea of superiority in their: minds Europe will not be a decent place for people to live in peace. It will be easier after this. The Prussian has many virtues, but a sense of humility has never been among them. The Prussian is now being taught the virtue of humility with a fierce and relentless lash.” The British premier indicates part of what our job is to be. We must help teach humility to the Prussian. He must learn that he is not cock of the walk and owner of the sea. He must learn by painful and bitter ex- perience that it is easier to start a wan than to win it, and that he who disturbs the world’s peace must pay because at 35 he bought the right, have been torn from us, hopes have| _. .{ the decree breaking: off ge & Paris? before he i4)a}lowed to say: “Hold, ou He qnyst, Jearn that Ameri- cans, FB fiohs* ‘Fronchinen, Italians, Aside Ynot inferidr peoples,’ but his equals if, ,indeed, ithey are. not vastly his superiors. 4 His contempt for democracies must be shot out of him. His jealousy of his neighbors must be whipped::out of him: i Only: when these things have been accomplished will the Prussian be a good neighbor, capable of doing, his part in the world’s work without, dis- turbing or attacking others who wish. to follow their lawful prace ngawthY adit WAIW 1 boMES IN, * Hue! Geta “bureaucrats may be able to explain to their people why it is that Greece has at last broken off relations with the Teuton powers, but they will have a big job on their hands when they try to tell why the great, rich and powerful South Amer- ican republic of Brazil has aligned itself with the United States in the world war. . The agents of the kaiser can very glibly tell the people that the action of Greece is an enforced action; ‘that Germany ;was.,written,,.as mpcy. by British and.,,Bronch , bayonets! aq ‘by Greek pens. .And therewill be ome truth in tho assertion. ik But when it comes to Brazil, no explanations can be made that. will not redound to the hurt of the na- tional pride and the national ‘feeling of the Germans. _ Brazil has come into this war be- cause she realizes it is the last stand of the democracies against the au- tocracies; because she instinctively feels that her safety lies in taking decisive action together with the oth- er great republics of the world; be- cause she has had a taste of German intrigue in her southern states’ and knows just exactly what German statecraft and official faith and honor are. Her entrance into the war is no small thing. Leaving out of account that she has the biggest population in South America and so has great po- pursuits,’ in CHAPTER II, 7K Iara Loule, ,with a heayy, -sliver-plated candlestick in, her, hand, stood. upon the uneven floor: of the, bedroom to which she had been conducted, looking up at the oak-framed family tree which hung above the broad. chimney-piece. She examined the coat of arms emblazoned in the corner, and peered curiously at the last neatly printed addition, which indicated Stephen. and John’ Strange- wey as the sole survivors of a dimin- ishing’line. When at last she turned away, she found the name upon her lips. A “Strangewey!” she murmured. “John Strangewey! It is really-curious how that name brings with it a sense of familiarity. It is so unusual, too, And what an unusual-looking person! Do you think, Aline, that you ever saw anyone so superbly handsome?” The mai little grimace was’ ex- pressive. ; “Never, madam,” she replied. “And yet to think of ft--a gentleman, a per- son of intelligence, who lives here al- ways, outside fhe world, with just a terrible old man servant, the only do- mestic in the house! Nearly all the cooking is done‘at:the builiff’s, a quar- ter of a mile away.” Louise nodded thoughtfully, “It is very strange,” she admitted. “I should like to understand it. Per- haps,” she added, half to herself, “some day T shall.” She pussed across. the room, and on her way paused before an old cheval- glass, before. which were suspended two silver candlesticks containing lighted wax caiidles. She looked stead- fastly at her ‘ugvn reflection. . A little smile parted hér ips. In the bedroom of this quaint farmhouse she was look- ing upon a facégnd a figure which the tential man-power for war purposes, there remains the fact that she has a rather good and well trained navy which can be of great service in as- sisting to patrol the South Atlantic against incursions of German raiders and German submarines. Add to this her seizure of 150,000 tons of German ships in her harbors and Brazilian as- sistance on the seas assumes import- illustrated pap@cs .and the enterprise of the modern ‘photographer had com- bined to make familiar to the world— the figure of a girl, it.seemed, notwith- standing her tiyenty-seven years, Her soft, white bl6use was open at the throat. Her eyes dwelt upon the oval face, with its strong, yet mobile fea- tures; its lips a little full, perhaps, but soft and sensitive;’at the masses of brown hair drawn low over her ears, ant proportions. :But there is even more to be taken into consideration. Brazil is one of the great food reser- voirs of the world. The fact that she is in the war now means that she will do all in her power to feed the allied nations of Europe and this is one of the most important jobs of all. Considered in all its aspects, then, it was a sad day for the Hohenzol- lern family when the greatest of South American republics joined hands with the greatest of North Am- erican republics in the holy’ crusade to wipe kaiserism and militarism off the,prige tn blood and teats and gold the face'of the: suffetifig earth. : This was herself, then. How would she seem to these two men downstairs, she asked herself—the dour, grim mas- ter of the house; ‘and her more youthful rescuer, whose’ Coming had somehow touched her fancy? They saw so little of her sex. They,seemed, in a sense, to be in league against it. Would they find ‘out that they were entertaining an angel unawares?. She thought ‘with ‘a gratified smile of her incognito. It was a real trial of her strength, this! When she turned away from the mirror the smile still |.of..this unexpected _ guest,..seemed..ct neck, displaying a beautifully rounded | § “will e this |way, please? | he begged:: per is quite readf.” He held open the door of one of the ftooms on the other side of the hall, and she passed into a low dining room, dim- ly it with shaded lamps. The elder brother rose from his chair as they et tered, even grimmer than his first welcom He was wearing a 4ress-coat of ol¢ fashioned cut, and a black stock, an he remained standing, without an smile or word of greeting, until sh had taken her seat. Behind his chai stood a very ancient manservant In gray pepper-and-salt suit, with a whit tle} whose expression, ‘at the entranc rlously to reflect the inhospitable tr stincts of his master. } “t The table was laid with all’ manne of cold dishes, supplemented by other upon the sideboard. There were pot of jam and honey, a silver teapot an silver spoons and forks of quaint de sign, strangely cut glass, and a grea Dresden bowl filled with flowers, | “I am afrald,” John remarked, “tha you are not used to dining at this how My brother and I are old-fashioned b our customs. If we had had a litth longer notice—” “I never in my life saw anythin that looked so delicious as your col: chicken,” Louise declared. “May have some—and some ham? I believ that you must farm some land your selves. homemade or homegrown.” “We are certainly farmers,” John a¢ mitted, with a smile, “and I don’t thin! there is much here: that isn’t of ou own production. The farm building are at some distance away from th: honse. There is quite a little colon; at the back, and the woman-who super intends the dairy lives there. In th house we are entirely independent o your sex. We manage, somehow 0 other, with Jennings here and tw boys. “You are not both woman-haters, hope?” Her younger host flashed a warnin; glance at Louise, but it was too late | Stephen had laid down his knife anc fork and was leaning in her direction “Madam,” he intervened, “since yot have asked the question, I will confes: that I have never known any goot come to a man of our family from th: friendship or service of women. .Ow family history, if ever you should come to know ft, would amply justify m: brother and myself for our attitude to ward your sex.” . “Stephen!” John remonstrated, 4 slight frowa upon his face. “Need you ‘weary our guest with your peculia views? It is scarcely polite, to say thi lingered uponsher lips, a soft light of anticipation wes shining in her eyes.\ John met stairs. She ~ aaipsanenipmsira ceecna it’ the foot of. the} least of it.” ‘Fhe older man sat, for, a moment ‘tanned cheeks and the splendid:vigor -comprehensible to think of a man like ~ | Stephen once more intervened.’ tdi vieas'and virtues, tovbeeome:ond of removed, the tea equipage,. although his salutation wa!’ Everything looks as if it wer}: ‘company; but it may interest her te know 'that she is the first woman wht has‘ crossed the threshold of Peak Hal for a matter of six years.” Louise looked from one to the other half incredulqusly. “Do you, really mean it? Is that lit erally true?” she asked John. “Kbsolutely,” the young man as sured her; “but’ please remember tha! you are none the less heartily welcome here. ‘We have few women neighbors and intercourse with them seems tc have slipped out of our lives. Tell me how far have you come today, and where did you hope to sleep tonight?” Louise hesitated for a moment. For gome reason or other, the question seemed to, bring with it some disturb- ing thought. “I -was motoring from Edinburgh As regards tonight, I had not made up my mind. I-rather hoped to reach Kendal. My journey fs not at all an In- teresting matter to talk about,” she went, on. “Tell me about your life here. It sounds most delightfully pas toral. Do you live here all the year round?” . “My brother,” John told her, “has not been farther away than the, near- est market town for nearly twenty years.” 7 Her eyes grew round with astonish- ment. “But you go to London somettmes?" “I was there eight years ago. Since then I have not been further. away than Carlisle. or Kendal. I go into camp near Kendal for three weeks every year—territorial training, you know.” “But how do you pass your timei What ap you do with yourself?” she asked, ‘ “Farm,” he answered. “Farming {a our daily occupation, Then for amuse- gons pass before we know it.” fee | daly /;- She. looked. appraisingly. at: Jobm Strangewey. Notwithstanding his.sun- of his form, there was nothing in’ the least agricultural about his manner or his appearance. There was humor ae well as Intelligence in his clear, gray ned one side of the room were at once his property and his hobby. “It is a very healthy life, no.doubt,” she said; “but. somehow it seems in- yourself living always in such an out- of-the-way corner.” John's lips were open to reply, but “Life mepns a different thing to rach of us, madam, he sald sternly. “There are,many barn with. the lust for, gittes and:the| crowded. places in thelmbearts, born;aith the desire: to. mingle:with thelty fellows, fo:absorly the odnvent(on- the ‘multitude. It hei with’ us'‘Strangeweys. ne Ie Jennings, ‘at asign from his master, evidently produced in honor.,of, thelr {sitor. Three tall-stemmed ‘glassed Were placed: upoh the table,.end.a decanter of port-revereatly produced. Louise‘had ‘fallen’for'a moment, or two into a'fit of abstraction. » Hereyes ayere fixed upon the oppgsite wall, from which, out-of thelr faded frames, arrow: ef crinyleoking.men, and women, ‘etittlibgty [ta her two Hostd,”aéemed fo frown dowh, upon her. =) “Is that, your, father?” she asked, moving her head toward one of the portraits. “My grandfather, John Strangewey,” Stephen told her. “Was he one of the wanderers?” “He left Cumberland only twice during his life. He was master of hounds, magistrate, colonel in the yeo- manry of that period, and three times refused to stand for pariament.” “John Strangewey!” Louise repeat- 2d softly to herself, “I was looking at your family tree upstairs,” she went on. “It is curious how both my maid. and myself. were struck with a sense of familiarity about the name, as if, we had heard. id something about it quite lately. ‘ ' 4 Her words almost carelessly spoken, but she’ conscious of the somewhat ominowg, silence which en- sued. She glanced’ up wonderingly and intercepted a rapid look passing between the two men. More puzzled than ever, she turned. toward John as lf for an explanation. He had risen somewhat abruptly to his feet, and his hand was upon the back of her chair. “Will it be:disagreeable to you if my brother smokes a pipe?” he asked. “I tried to have: our little drawing room prepared for you, but the fire has not been lit for se long that the room, Iam afraid, is quite:tmpossible.” “Do let me stay here with you,” she begged, “and I hope that both of you will smoke. I am quite used to it.” John wheeled up an easy chair for her, Stephen, stiff and upright, sat on the other side of the hearth. .He took the tobacco jar and pipe that his broth- er had brought him, and slowly filled the bowl. “With your permission, then, ma- dam,” he said, as he struck a-match, Loulse smiled gractously., Some in- stinet prompted. her to stifle her own craving for a cigarette and keep her little gold case hidden ‘in»her pocket. All the time her eyes were wandering round the room. Suddenly she rose and, moving round the table, stood once more facing the row of gloomy- looking portraits. “So that ‘is your grandfather?” she remarked to.John, wno had followed her. “Is your father not: here?” He shook’his head. “My “father’s portralt was never painted.” Oey “Tell the-trath, John,” Stephen en- joined, Tisiig in his place and setting down his pipe. “We © Strangeweys were “hillfolk and farmers, by descent beet” ‘different dred years. Our place is here upon the land, almost among the clouds, and those of us Who have realized it have admitted, “This lady did not seek ou ment we hunt, shoot and fish. The sea-|, eyes, She opined that the books which | and destiny, for more than four hun-[ brought honor upon our name, Their pictures are not here. ‘They are not worthy to be here.” rf Stephen set down the candlesticks and returned to his place. Loutse, with her hands clasped behind her back, glanced toward John, who still stood by her side. ; “Tell me,” she asked him, “have none of your people who went out into* the world done well for themselves?” cely one,” he admitted. one,” Stephen interrupted. “Madam,” he went on; turning toward lest my welcome to you this evening should have seemed inhospita- ble, let -me tell you this: Every Strangewey who. has left our county, and trodden the downward path of failure, has done so at the instance of, one of your sex, That {s why those of us, who. inherit the family. spirit look askance wpon all strange women. That is why no woman fs ever welcome with- in this house.” i Loulse resumed her seat in the easy chair, “T am so sorry,” she murmured, looking down at her slipper. “I could- not help breaking down here, could 12” “Nor could my brother fall to offer you the hospitality of this roof,” Ste- phen admitted. “The incident was uo- fortunate but Inevitable. It is a mat- “Those of Us Who Inherit the Family Spirit Look Askance Upon All Strange Women.” ter for regret that we have so little to offer you in the way of entertainment.” He rose to his feet.. The door’ had opened. Jennings was ‘standing’ there with a Candlestick upon a minssive Sil ‘ver salver. «Behind him' was~ Aline, “You are doubtless ‘fatiguéd by your journey, madam,” Stéphen déncinded. Louise mide a little grind? nit she rose, at once.to her feet. "Bhe pnder: stood quite well that ‘she ‘was, being eentto.bed, and she shivered a little when she looked at the hotit4barely ten o'clock, Yet it was all in keeping. From the doorway she lool 4 back in- to the room, in, which nothing sepmed to have been touched for .,centurtes. She stood upon the threshold to bid: her final good-night, fully ,conscious-of the complete anachronism\of her preaence there, Her smile for Stephen was respectfal and full of dignits. As she glanced to- ward ~ John, however, something flashed In her eyes and quivered at the corners of her lip8, something which escaped her control, something which made him grip for a. moment the back of the chair against which he stood. Then, between the old manservant, who insisted upon carrying her candle to her room, and her maid, who walked behind, she crossed the white stone hall and stepped slowly up the broad Aight of stairs. ++i(Do beoontinued.),::91 7 —————+ OW: wawe The: big :chautau Waly 165:17.and 18: dates. ri The W.-C. T. U. met at the home of Mrs. Edwardson Saturday after- noon and the. following officers were elected: President, Mrs. Gorder; vice president, Mrs. Pearson; corre- sponding ‘secretary, Mrs. Gabel; re- cording secretary, Mrs. Shelby; treas- urer, Mrs. Lane. Rare Mrs. Sisco has returned from Brad- dock, where she spent some time tak- ing care of her daughter, Mrs. Bar- ton, and her small ‘grandson. The Presbyterian. Ladies. Aid met at G. Swenson's . Friday afternoon. They elected the following officers: President, Mrs. Davis;, vice president, Mrs. Robt. Sisco; secretary, Miss, Le- one Sisco, and treasurer, Mrs, Barta. The Ladies Aid and--W..C: T. U. together will serve refreshments Tuesday and Wednesday, July 17 and 18. $ ‘Mrs. Gabel and children left Tues- day. for Davenport, Ia. where they will visit relatives for several ‘weeks. Mrs. Carlson, Carl Carlson's moth- er, has come to spend the summer with her son and his family. There will be church services morn- ing and evening next Sunday. SADDLE THIEF CAUGHT Long Chase for W. Miller Ends . at Saco, Mont. exciting chase, Sheriff H. J. Slaugh- ter captured at Saco, Mont. and re- turned to this city for trial, Wi Mil- ler, who is charged with stealing saddle at Donnybrook, a most serious offense in this open range country. DAIRY CO. MAKES GOOD Co-operative Organization Maple Ridge Thriving Turtle Lake, N. D., July 11—The Maple Ridge Co-operative Dairy com- factory at Maple Ridge on June 25, is now, running jore led the. lives, God.meant us to Jead. tyr Simard silent. Bes oe Ry ~ 343 . There bave/beensome.of our race who Pounds ‘ofs teiho- daily, and th bias Of .the eaterprise deems Stanley, N.D., July 1.—After an 3 pany, which opened its new cheese 7 e than 48,400 ] suc- 4