The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, April 4, 1922, Page 4

PAGE FOUR THE BISMARCK TRIBUN —_— | Entered at the Postoffice, Bismarck, N. D., as Second | Class Matter. MANN” - = 3 = Foreign Rept ese aie ay fi tAN PAYNE COMP. CHICAGO” re pees Marquette Bldg. resge if ee PAYNE, BURNS |AND SMITIT i NEW YORK - - - - Fifth Ave. Bldg. | MEMBER OF THE ASSOCIATED PRESS GEORGE D. Editor The Associated Press is. exclusively entitled to the use or republication of all news dispatches credited to it or not otherwise credited in this paper and also the local news. published herein. ; y ‘ All Tiehts of republication of special dispatches herein | are also reserved. MEMBER AUDIT BUREAU OF CIRCULATION SUBSCRIPTION RATES PAYABLE IN ADVANCE Hy Daily by carrier, per ye: seseeee 2 Daily by mail, per year (in Bismar 7.20 Daily by mail, per year (in state outside Bi: 5.00 Daily by mail, outside of North Dakota.........+.++ 6.00 THE STATE’S OLDEST NEWSPAPER “(Established 1873) pa PHYSIOGNOMY The firm, set expression at the mouth—which attracts your attention in pictures of George Washington—was largely due to his false teeth, says Professor F, A. Beckford of Harvard Medical School. People who jump at conclusions might say, this explodes the notion that\a firm mouth implies determination. : On the contrary, Washington’s artificial teeth merely restored his mouth to its original firm-} ness. He had the determination of a bulldog, as Lord Cornwallis found out. Men harp on the powers of reasoning. But reasoning, unless thorough and exhaustive, often sidetracks the brain on a fallacy. The false teeth worn by George Washington: were carved from ivory and held in place by springs, according to Professor Beckford of Har- vard Medical School. He points out that modern dentistry is a de- velopment of less than 100 years. Washington had trouble keeping his teeth from getting out of place or even falling out. First practical set of false teeth was not manufactured until 1825. Dentistry, like mest other arts and crafts, has made more progress in the last century than in all previous centuries combined. ACROSS THE BORDER } Nothing separates our country from Canada| except an imaginary line about 3000 miles long. Crossing that line, you would hardly notice that you’d changed countries, except for customs, im- migration and prohibition officials. Canada’ and “the States” are almost Siamese Twins —in common language, form of govern- ment, business methods and other, customs of daily life. ‘ my, Beginning April 2, both countries celebrate Canadian Week, to promoté better mutual under- standing. Across the border, the two neighbors. exchange friendly greetings. . The rest of the world, burd- ened with misunderstanding and armaments, must envy us as they ponder that for more than a century there hasn’t been a single fortification along the 3000-mile Canadian-American frontier. TITLES : The Mining and Scientific Press takes a crack at the growing use of titles in business organiza- tions. re te It used to be that a corporation’s titled execu- tives were limited to a president or! vice president | and a secretary and treasurer. oe Now the president usually sits on the steps of the throne. Above’ him is a chairman: of the board of directors or a chairman of the executive com- mittee. Or, possibly, a receiver. When you call at the offices and are turned over to the fifth assistant deputy assistant man- | age of the linseed oil department, you realize that industrial life is becoming as complex as the court of the Forbidden City. DOUBLING Cost of living continues going down, which is good news. The fly in the ointment is that every _ time average prices slump 10 per cent the national | debt increases 10 per cent, measured in terms of buying power. : ! The dollars loaned by the people to Uncle Sam during the war had an, average purchasing power of about 52 cents, says Professor Irving Fisher. | He points out that the money may be paid back in dollars worth 100 cents. j Think of it in terms of buying power. Trans-! late Liberty -bonds into bushels of wheat, ete. Uncle Sam borrowed the purchasing power of one! bushel cf wheat, may have to pay back two| bushels. The dollar saved now will be worth $2 later. ROSA-JOSEFA The “Siamese Twins,” Rosa and Josefa, will be remembered when many now-prominent states- men and scientists will be forgotten even by the| ericyclopédia compilers. | Young folks of our generation will tell their | grandchildren about Rosa and Josefa, freaks of nature that occur only once in billions of human births. : Sicily had a three-headed child, born 1832. The Tocci brothers lived many years though even their heads were fused together. Original Siamese Twins were Chang and Eng, | made famous by Barnum. They died in 1874, 4smeant to go on paper in that particular place. | where, and so forth, as in the poem. How differ- \der at that celestial damsel’s shameless successor: jand felt their oats and the mouths of the moral- jof 1922, as Dante did the virtues of antique Flor- Times. t THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE ‘APRIL ’4, 1922 aived 63, at their home near Salisbury, N.C, with-' in a few hours of each other. Rodica and Doodica., Hindu twins, were successfully divided by opera-} tion in Paris in 1902. ‘ Nature, like history, repeats her exceptions which prove the rule. The scarcity of Siamese Twins emphasizes how nature in a rough way standardizes things. Sym- metry of standardization is a basic creative law— ants, sparrows and bees, for instance, being almost identical when matured. Man did not apply nature’s standardization sys- tem to manufacturing until 1862, when Spring- field rifles wore made with interchangeable parts for quick repairs. Civilization of the future will be standardized— cut-and-dried. Scme propagandists, enemies of originality, would even standardize thought, mak- ing brains as alike as Ford cars. ; LIQUOR In Quebec and British Columbia, liquor hes been made a government monopoly. It is sold in packages in government stores and cannot be con- sumed on the premises where sold. Drunkards are blacklisted, not permitted to buy. British Columbia is making about $2,000,000 a year from this monopoly. Quebec is making $4,- 000,000 and expects its liquor income to pay off its entire debt before 1940. On our side of the border, the bootleggers get the money, instead of the government. Have you a solution? DISTILLERY. Rum sleuths charge. that the entire output of a. big distillery in Ontario, Canada, is being smug- gled across the bord ‘and sold in Buffalo. Thirsty consumers are charged from $7 to $11 a quart. : ‘ There’s no such liquor fattory operating in our country. Real prohibition is not far off when rum sleuth’s chief‘ sourées of Worry is: imported hooch. THAT LITTLE “NOT” Theodore G. Nelson’s Independent Review said last week: “The files of the Independent Review will prove that (prominence and influence taken into consideration) we have not attacked Lieder- bach as severely as we have attacked Townley.” This week we are assured the word “not” was not Perhaps it was just thought to be left unsaid. EDITORIAL REVIEW Comments reproduced in this column may or may not ‘express the opinion of The Tribune. They are presented’ here in order that our readers may have both sides of importart issues which are being discussed in the press of the day. ¢ MID-VICTORIAN “FLAPPERS” But most to you with eyelids pure, Scarce witting yet of love or lure; To you, with hirdlike glance Half-paused to speak, ha!f-p flight; O English girl, divinc, demure, To you I sing!—Austin Dobson, Far more blessed than “Mesopotamia,” the word “Mid-Victorian” evokes the picture of perfect fe- male propricty. Then simple innocence and inno- cent. simplicity characterized: the. English girl. Unsophisticated, unadorned, shrinking, apart, she was always standing with reluctant feet ent was that blameless maid from the bepowder- ed, bepainted, bold, artful young baggage of today ! Why must The Saturday Review snatch the reverend periwig from the poll of Mid-Victorian virtue? That journal.reprints an article on “The Girl of the Period”. that appearediin 1868. It was written by Mrs. E. Lynn Einton, a clever and once well-known novelist and essayist, a vigorous journalist. She laments the vanishing of “the fair young English gift of the past.” Gaze and shud; The girl ee the period is a creature who dyes her’ hair and ‘paints her face as the first? artic ‘if ‘her neh fe religion; whose-sole idea of life is plenty of fun and luxury; and whose dress is the object of such thought and intellect as she possesses. * * * The girl of the period has done away with such moral muffishness as considera- tion for others, or regard for counsel and rebuke * * * -If a sensible fash- ion lifts a gown.out of the mud she raises hers midways to her knee. * * * Talking slang, as glibly as a man and by preference leading the conversation to doubtful subjects. Y So the happier age of gold was brass to bilious eyes; and in the most high and palmy state of prunes-and-prisms. the daughters of men capered! ists ran with verjtice. In 1968 or earlier the sons of thunder will laud the impeccable modest girls ence, and smite the minxes of the time. . Even if we could go back. to Mid-Sumerian, Early Accadian or Paulopost Hittite glories, we should hear much, the same whine. Unshaken by any, present discontents, the philosopher will| held that this mellow old world is not only as good | as it ever was, but-a mighty good deal better and yet essentially the same, and he will repeat rev- erently the high saying of Mr..Turveydrop: “O woman, woman, what a sex you are!’—New York } ra “SCUTTLED! ee => BEGIN HERE TODAY The story begins with, the remarks of Hapgood, a garrulous London so- licitor, regarding ar ent, visit to his old friend, MARK SABRW, at thé fAtter’s home in picttitésqte Penny ‘Green. Sabre, who is *4QJhas} been'tharried: for six years and Hapgopd;suspects that ‘Sabre and his wife, '| MABBL, a@#8-Hiot €Xactly-sllited. to one another; —Fite- differonees of temper ament show .in ,trivial but signifi- cant. oventé!.’ Wher Mabel informs. her husband, that the.family. name of her twoimaids is Jinks;-Sabre im- mediately’clristens them High Jinks and Low ‘Jinks. GO. ON WITH THE STORY Mabel seemed suddenly to have lost her interest jn her exhibits and their cage. She rather hurried Mark through the kitche; ises.and moving into the garden, replied rather, abstractedly to his plans for the garden’s develop- ment. s Suddenly she said,'“Mark, I do wish you hadn’t said that in the kitchen.” He caught his arm around her and gave her a playful squeeze. “About High Jinks and Low Jinks? Ha! Dashed funny that, don’t you think?” “No, I don’t. I don’t think it’s a bit funny.” He stared, puzzled. He had tried to explain the absurd thing, and she sim- ply could not see it, “I simply don’t.” And again that vague and transient discomfort shot through him. ‘Sabre awoke in the course of that night and lay awake, \'The absurd incident came immediately into his mind and remained in his mind. High Jinks and Low Jinks was comir. No getting over it. Stupid, of course, but just the kind of stupid thing that uckled him irresistibly. And she couldn't see’ it. Absolutely could not see it. But if she were never going to see any of these stupid little things that appealed to’ him—? A'night-light, her wish, dimly il- lumined the room, He raised himself and looked at her fondly, sleeping be- side him. He thought, “Dash it, the thing’s been just the same from her point of view. That den business. She likes den, and I can't stick den. Just the same for her as for me that High Jinks and Low Jinks tickles me and doesn’t tickie her.” ‘He very gently’ moved with his finger a tress ~f her hair that, hal fallen upon her fase Mabel! . .. His wife! . . . How, gently be neath her film rose and fell! . . her face was. cure, she lay there. SMH ©1921 ASMHUTCHINSON bedgown her bosom . How utterly calm How at peace, how se- He thought, sible while she lay, in bed beside him. They had come to occupy separate rooms. » year of their marriec s isited Penny Green. Ma- bel caught it. Sabre went to sleep in another rcom-—and the arrangement prevailed. Nothing was said between them on the matter, one way or the other.. They naturally occupied, dif: ferent rooms during. her illness. ,She recovered.- They, continued, to occupy different rooms. It was the most natural . business, in the world. The sole reference to recognition ofspermanency.in this development of the relations’ between: them, was, made when Sabre,’ on the ‘first’ Saturday. afternoon after Mabel’s recovery—he did not go to his >ffice at Tidborough on Saturdays—carried out his idea, conceived during her sickness, of mak- ing the bedroom ifito which he had moved gerve as his study also. He had never got rid of his distaste for his “den.” At lunch on this Saturday, “I tell you what I’m going to do this after- noon,” he said.’ I’m going to move my books up into my room.” Mabel displayed no interest in the move nor made any referenge to it at teatime. In the evening, hearing her pass the door on her way to dress for dinner, he called her in. He was in his shirt ‘sleeves, ar- ranging the books. “There you are! Not bad?” ‘ * She regarded them and the‘foom. “They look all right. All’ tht, same, I must say it scems rather funny us- Jing your. bedroom ‘for your. things when you’ve got a room downstairs.” Il But the significance of the. removal rested not in the definite relinquish- ment of the den. but in her words “using your bedroom”: the definite recognition of separate rooms. And neither rommented upon it. | After all, landmarks, in the course of a journey, are more frequently, ob- served and noted as landmarks, when looking back along the journey, than when actually passing them. CHAPTER IV ‘Mabel was two years younger than Sabre, twenty-five at the time of her marriage and just past her thir- tieth birthday ‘when. the séparate rooms were first occupied. Her habit of sudden laughter, rather loud, was rather characteristic of her. Her laugh came suddenly, and very heart- ily, at anything that amused her and without her first smiling or guggest- ing by any other sign that she was amused. somewhere that long noses were aris- tocratic. She stroked her nose as she Tread. Pat Mabel belonged to that considerable class of persons who, in conversation, begin half their sentences with “And just imagine—’; or “And only fancy—”; or “And do you know—.” These exclamations,, delivered with much excitement, are introductory to matters considered extraordinary. Their users. might,.therefore be im- agined somewhat éasily astonished. But they have a compensatory steadi- ness of mind in regard to much that mystifies other people. To Mabel there was nothing mysterious in birth, or in living, or in death. She simply would not have understood had she been told there was any mystery in these things. One was born, one lived, one died. What was there odd about it? Nor did she see anything mysterious in the intense preoccupation of an in- sect, or the astounding placidity of a primrose growing at the foot of a \tree. An insect—you killed it. A flower—you plucked it. What's the mystery? Her, life was living among ‘people wn [EVERETT TRUE . Cee Saye CONDO| “Three weeks ago she was sleeping in the terrific privacy of her own room, and here she is come ta me in mine. Cut off from everything and everybody and come liere to me.” His thoughts continued: One life! One life out of two lives; one nature out of two natures! Mystetious and| , extraordinary metamorphosis. She had brought her nature to his, and he hig nature ‘to hers, and they were to mingle and become one nature . . Absurdly and inappropriately his mind picked up and presented to him the grotesque words, “High Jinks and Low Jinks.” A note of laughter was irresistibly tickled out of him. She said very sleepily, “Mark, are E| you laughing? What are you laugh- ing ‘at?” He patted her shoulder. ing.” One nature? CHAPTER III I “Oh, noth- One nature? In the fifth year of their married life thoughts of her and of the poignant and’ tremendous adventure on, which ghey were em- barked together were no longer pos- TASY Some PEOPLE TON'T CARE -HOW MUCH INFECTION THEY SPREAD. BY cCaRELEss SNEGZING. iS OPENED To THE DANGGR OF IT. — X% OPEN THEM CLOSING THEM NSED THEIR Cres BY wy x, WN She had a .rather long nose and} this pleased her, for she once read|. ~. of her own class. Her measure of a man or of a woman, was, Were they of her class? If they..were, she glad~ ly accepted them and appeared to find considerable pléasure in their -| society. Whether they had attractive qualities or unattractive qualities or no qualities at all.did not affect. her. The only quality that mattered was the quality of being well-bred, i CHAPTER V. I The Penny Green Garden House Development Scheme was begun in 1910. In 1908, the year of the meas- leg and the separated bedrooms, no shadow of it had yet been thrown. It never occurred to anyone that a rail- way would one day link Penny Green with Tidborough and all the rest of the surrounding world, or that a rail- way to Tidborough was desirable. Sabre bicycled in daily to Fortune, East and Salbre’s, and the daily ride to and fro had become a curious pleasure to him. There had once occurred to him as he rode, and thereafter had persisted and accumulated, the feeling that, on the daily, solitary passage between Tidborough and Penny Green, he was mysteriously detached from, myster~ iously . suspended between, the two centers that were his two worlds—his ‘business world and his home world. ‘Fortune, East and Sabre, Ecclesias- tical and Scholastic Furnishers and Designers, had in Tidborough what is called, in business and professional circles, a good address. The address of Fortune, East and Sabre was emphatically @ good ad- dress because its business was with the Church and for the Church; with colleges, universities and schools and for colleges, universities and schools; and for bishops, . priests and clergy, churchwardens, headmasters, head- mistresses, governors and bursars, and for bishops, priers and clergy, churchwardens, headmasters, head- mistresses, governors and bursars. Its address was The Precincts—For- tune, East and Sabre, the Precincts, Tidborough. II Business—on credit only—was con- ducted on the first floor whereon were apartmented the three prin- cipals—the Reverend Sebastian For- tune, Mr. Twyning and Sabre. There was no longer an East in the firm. ‘The Reverend Sebastian Fortur{> was called Jonah by his employes; and he was called Jonah partly be- cause his visits to the places of their industry invariably presaged disaster, but principally for the gross-minded and wrongly-adduced reason that he had (in their opinion) a whale’s belly. He bore a certaim resemblance to a stunted whale. He was chiefly ab- dominal. His legs appeared to be- gin, without thighs, at his knees, and his face, without neck, at his chest. His face was large, both wide and long, and covered as to its lower part with a tough scrub of gray beard. » (Continued in Our Next Issue) They are asking men to wear cor- sets on the theory. that somebody ought to wear them. Dancing is fine exercise for avery- thing except. the head. Spring poets are in bloom, It takes a girl with dreamy eyes to keep the men awake, They say Harding went:to Florida because ‘the was disgusted with Con- Sress; but everybody can’t do that. April showers bring May colds. | (When we read about the money packers make we wonder i¢ “packers” means street car companies. The early worm gets the fishhook. All the world loves a listener. Engineers are building a railroad in the Alps; but it won't be as higi as our railroads are, / In the spring a young girl's fancy lightly turns to fancy-work. Explorer finds two-faced gir] in Afri- ca, Women say he could find two- faced men at home. Europeans are saving more day- light than we are; but it takes more for them to sec through things. “It is hard to give away a million,” says John D. It sure is. You have to get one first, 'Everybody expects a cloudburst on the first day of -baseball, and some of the teams need one. Some Irish think De Valera would rather be president than right. Kansas man’s income tax is $4,000,- 000. Every Kansas renter knows what landlord it is. The miners are out and the furnace will be out soon; ( Things are peaceful in Mexico. Bull fights have stopped because they can’t find a bull that is mad. Sunday was a day of rest before speeders made it a day for arrest. Fermenting mash killed 14 hogs for a farmer. Now he can have pickled pig’s feet. HELPED HER MOTHER WONDER. FULLY, In these days of “flu,” coughs, croup and whooping cough, it is well to know that every year there are used more bottles of Foley’s Honey and Tar than of, any other cough medicine. Mrs. S. L, Hunt, 515 W. 6th St, Cincinnati, ‘Ohio, writes: “Foley’s Honey and Tar relieved me of a hacking cough, tick- ling in the throat, wheezing and pains in the chest. It is helping my mother wonderfully.” That's why druggists recommend Foley's,