The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, April 12, 1922, Page 4

THE BISMARCK ‘TRIBU “ WEDNESDAY, ‘APRIL 12, ’22 THE“BISMARCK" TRIBUNE Entered at the Posto rt iets Bumerek, N. D,, as Second GEORGE D. MANN Editor : Foreign Representatives G. LOGAN PAYNE COMPANY CHICAGO DETROIT “Marquette Bldg. Kresge Bldg. $ PAYNE, BURNS AND SMITH SNEW YORK - - - Fifth Ave. Bldg. MEMBER OF THE ASSOCIATED PRESS The Associated Press is exclusively entitled to the use for republication of all news dispatches credited to it or not otherwise credited in this paper and also the local news published herein. All rights of republication of special dispatches herein are also reserved. MEMBER AUDIT BUREAU OF CIRCULATION SUBSCRIPTION RATES PAYABLE IN ADVANCE Daily by carrier, per year.. ret Daily by mail, per year (in Bismarck) » 7.20 Daily by mail, per year (in state outside Bismarck).. 5.00 {Daily by mail, outside of North Dakota...........- 6.00 OLDEST NEWSPAPER ablished 1873) <> OLD TIMES RECALLED Party spirit flamed up vigorously in Burleigh county yesterday in a good natured contest for| delegates to the various conventions called by leaders of republicans and democrats in an effort to secure some unity of action along certain lines. 3 No one is satisfied with the primary law. It has nullified and discarded real party organiza-| tion. Minority selections are often the'result of primaries and seldom except in the case of a poli- | tical ground swell or landslide are the results satisfactory. Of course these political maneuvers are directed only to crystalize majority sentiment around can- didates and programs. If politicians were only} fearless enough to put forward the ‘same effort | to repeal the primary law that they do to sub-| vert its operation, party organizations could be} restored. More than 600 votes were cast at a cau-) cus in Bismarck last evening which is quite un- usual. Everywhere there was an interest mani- fest. Even in the democratic party convention | a rare vitality was shown and two sets of dele- gates will face each other for honors at James- town. ctions in the! THE STATE'S (B Unfortunately the partics and fa’ i state have not had sufficient courage to start} <concerted action against the primary law. It is} the club held in reserve when. the results of these} voluntary and non-legal attempts, fail to, please. The Jamestown convention should adopt resolutions urging the early repeal of the ‘primary and a restoration of the convention tsystem as the most satisfactory medium for party expression. Until.these conventions and caucuses ‘are given a legal ‘and binding! status, they be- -come merely factional contests-and cannot carry | the weight they should. ; In the primary contests that face the state, the Jamestown conventions can bring some pressure to bear on the trend of state issues. But the senatorial contest presents a most perplexing and vexatious problem. Every indication points to a multiplicity of candidates and of course as candi- . dates increase the stock of the nonpartisans ad- vances. The situation would be clarified if the James-| tewn convention restricted its action solely to a fight against socialism in North Dakota. If the} : contest is to become merely a battle between in- dividuals with principles forgotten, then the bat- tle is merely a personal one and redemption of | the state from socialism that still prevails will be postponed. : But probably the time has not arrived when | the issue can be made directly and solely against socialism. Doubtless personal ambitions and| i self-aggrandizement will continue to obscure the great menace to this state which is the continua- “tion of the industrial program. |A New York-state commission checked up 29,099 onstrates ‘that the world’s countries~are inter# dependent. | THRILLS Thrills that used to come out of a bottle are now coming out of the radiophone. As outfits get cheaper, the wireless room will become “the poor iman’s club.” | Even the near-deaf will not be barred from membership. It is claimed they are able to hear the wireless by the vactuphone, invented by Earl C. Hanson. His device magnifies (amplifies) radio waves, to fit the needs of variously deficient ear-durms. | Hanson gives the near-deaf a wireless ear trum. | pet. The next step may be wireless artificial ear- drums. SPRING STYLES Skirts are longer and necks higher in new styles at the Atlantic City spring fashion show. No knickers are displayed. The reaction to modesty in feminine dress is a straw in the wind. How far will the pendulum swing back toward old-fashioned garb? It will be interesting to watch. Woman, in dressing, skillfully defends her mys- tery by sprinkling the unexpected. Men ‘get set in their ways. Women constantly are hungry for something new. That will mean governmental progress when they obtain political control of the country, with an adrenal-type wo- man as first president in. the White House. WHERE REAL ROMANC! To own a private railroad car appears to be the pinnacle ef luxury,in popular imagination. The Pullman Comijany checks up and discovers that only five or six private cars are owned by Americans. In the lucky list are Charles M. Schwab, Harry’ Sinclair;'J. C. Brady, Harry Payne Whitney and the Vanderbilt family. . Others rent a car when they need it. The rich of our country run to yachts, a throw- back to boyhood’s inherited desire to be a sailor.|, The only real romance in railroading is in the en- gineer’s cab. Ask the boys who hang around country town depots. HANDLING UNDESIRABLES One bet we have overlooked is an arrangement for deporting undesirable native-born citizens. Might do them good. England used to send such gentlemen to Aus- usually made the criminal streak in the blood run its course. -Other black sheep, remittance men, went to Canada, propagated good citizens. European outcasts, deported to old New Ams- terdam, now. New York, started some of our, “prominent families.” WOMEN AND THEIR JO3 Why do women quit a job quicker than men? workers, half men, half women, and fourd that the “labor turnover” was 182 women “0 92 mon. It was learned that most of the employed wo- men were young. Youth. is a restless rainbow chaser. Women, too, usually quit business when they marry, while the married man comes back after the honeymoon, more anchored to his job. Allowing for these factors, women in business are no more restless than men. 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 isenes which are being discussed in the press @f the day. THE TRIUMPH OF VIRTUE Brooklyn is a good compartment of the ‘Amer- ican parliament of: itttelligence. When Brooklyn tralia, where a few generations of open-air life} y ERT SEASON IN FLORI * ¢ : hi cS.M Hutchin — ©1921 ASMHUTCHINSON HERE TODAY years. of married lif digcovers that he has rn human sym- nd snobbish son torture underneath. And I wo any other way, Marko. anyone pity me.” rises 4 bet “I pity you,” he had said. | MABEL, fails to understand his poetic} “Ah, you. . .” | temperament. In the firm of For- PART THREE ¥ tune, East and Sabre, Mark is un- EFFIE i ° aermineéd,by jealousy and-a partner- CHAPTER I | ship promised te him, is)later prom-| I i] ised to anjmssoi faye, is : ge life goes on without the small: | TWYNINGS* Sud&efly one who un- regard for individial preoccupa- * tands him retu‘ns to his life. | ticns. i jority, you may t ide ‘towards it but immers n the stupendous importance 91 wn affairs and disclaim any nection with life. It doesn’t i -uppence to life. d sweaphcart, now the} a iS LOu:D TYBAR, She admits she is un- happy and says 'shé chose wrong. “I ought (i> have married you, Marko,” | GO! ON: WITH THE STORY. CHAPTER. VII r tional year. cus. year. died. \ Whose life'was ‘Nona ‘living? He had asked her. “Tell me about you and Tybar.” “Marko, I- think Tony’s the most wonderful person that ever was. He does eve:yih'ng that mon do and he does «verything best. Andi ev body admires him and everybody likes aim. You've mo idea. You've no idea; yw he wins © ody he meets. Peo- ple will do anything for him. They love him. ‘Wel, you’ve only got to look at him, haven’t you? Or hear him | talk?. 1 think there’s never been any one so-utterly captivating as Tony is} lo look ai and f hear.” ; Most engagingly, with such word: sh» had presented : one passed through life airily, exqu them, and because of thom, no violent feelings. In those months, and i month and a ancing in equal excite: out of in singly estranged i one, ‘3 of beauty, charm, pr An. all he touched; knowing no care, | knowing no difficulty, knowing no 0} stacle or danger, of fear, or illnes or fatigue jor anything in life but gay and singing things, which touch- EVERETT TRUE: cause it’s a game played over the this, IT will keep | 2et to go Dn. second. done. my face to the world—I wont have! You may take up what tude you like towards it, or with the | up no alti- The year 1913 was magnificent. yras a delicicusly thrilling and emo- A terrific and stupend- Many well-known people It was naturally a year of strong vart’sanship. A year jf violent feel- j ivgs violently expressed; and amidst ; found with ‘new certainty that he had | It much affected his relations with those nearest to him—with Mabel, with Mr, Fortune, and with Twyn- following, the year changing d strong opinions through winter pring, he found himself increas, avor at The Precincts DA CLOSES Like two living in two empty ses: empty this end; empty that a More frequently,. for these lestrangements, appealed to him the {pl s of his refuge; the room of his |mvnd, that privatz chamber wherein tir -J, he assembled the parts of his that familiar garment in , invested, he sat among the Most strongly of all called another ‘refuge; and this, because it called so strongly, he kept locked. Nona. PR Cena | ie ~ He said one day, “You sze, there’s Nona... Life’s. got one.. the thing. "All. the time. you've You can't.go back one What you've done, It may take only a n't dio inele iyou've t atti- f your con- natter It Sabre “T THINK WE DECIDED TO CALL HIM HAROLD; EH TWYNING ” minute in the doing, or in the saying, but it’s done, or said, for all your life perhaps for the whole of some- friae els life as well. That’s ter- rific Nona. In the ments “There's right and wrong, Nona. n his|nothing else in between. No compromise. No way of getting ‘BY CONDO ie ifraternity of his thoughts; the eve- Inings with Young Perch and old Mrs. | {Perch; the evenings with Mr. Far- jgus. We're | round them or over them. You must be either one thing-or, the ‘other. ‘Cnce we took.a step towards ‘wrong, there it is forevor and all its horrible things ‘with it—deceit, concealment, falsehood, subtertuge, pretease: vile and beastly things uke that. couidn’t endure tem; and 1 much less could endure tiinking I had caused you to suffer them. And tien ‘on tarouga that mire of \dishonor.— v's easy, it sounds rather fine, . to say the world well lost for love; but honor, honors not well lost for any- uning. You can’t replace it. I couldn’t—” ‘vne austere asylum of their pains. ‘He looked back upon it as he had unfolded it. ‘He looked forward across it as, most stern and bleak, it await- ed them. ‘He cried with a sudden loudness, as though he protested, not before her, but before arbitrament in the high court of destiny. “But [ cannot help you upward; I can only jead you downward,” ‘She said, “Upward, Marko. help me upward.” lulsr gentle acquiescence! There swept upon him, as sone reck- Jess in sudden surge of intoxication, a most passionate desire to take her in his arms; and on her lips to crush .|to fragments the barriers of conduct he had in damnable sophistries erect- ed; and in jier ears to breathe, “You are beloved to me! Honor, honesty, virtue, rectitude—words _ darling, words, words, words! ‘Beloved, let the foundat:ons of the world go spin- ning, so we can have love.” ‘He called most terribly upon him- self, and his seit answered him;, but shaken by that most fierce onset he said thickly, “I’ll have this. If ever it grows too hard for you, tell me— tell! me.” And suddenly, in jone week, life from its armory discharged two events upon him. In the next week, one upon the world. CHAPTER II I You ‘On Sabre’s desk, as he glanced to- wards it, was a letter from Nona. He turned it over in his hands— the small ncat script. She never be- fore had wriiten to him at tho office. It bore the London postmark. She would be writing from their town ‘house. It would be to say she was coming back . . But she’ never wrote on the occasions of her return; they just met. . And she ‘had never before written to the office. \Cr. Fortune came into the room. With him was a young man, a youth, whse face was vaguely familiar to Sabre; Twyning behind. “Ah, Sabre,” ‘said Mr. Fortune. “IT am bringing in to you a new mem. ber of our staff.” He indicated the young man beside him. “A new member but bearing an old name. A chip of the old block—the old Twyn- ing block.” He smiled, stroking his whale-like front rather as though this pleasantry had proceeded from its depths and he was congratulating it. The young man smiled. Twyning, edging forward from the background, also smiled. All the smiles wero rather nervous. Sabre’s immediate thought had been that it was an odd thing to have taken on young Twyn- ing withcut mentioning it even casually to him. It. was significant of his estrangement in the office. Mr. Fortune ceased to stnoke the whale-like front. “In point of fact, Sabre, this very natural and pleasing desire -of- Twyning--to-have his son in the office, a desire which I am most gratified ‘to |support, is his first what shall I say?—feeling of his feet in his new responsibility. _ What was I saying? Ah, yes, Twyning is now in partnership, Sabre. Yes. Good.” ‘He paused before young Twyning. “Well, young man, now you’ve made your bow before our literary adviser. I think we decided to call him Harold, eh, Twyning? Avoid confusion, don’t you agree, Sabre?” “If that’s his name,” Sabre said. ‘Mr. Fortune glanced sharply at him and compressed his lips. “It is,” he said shortly. He left the room. (Continued in Our Next Issue.) With a censor on the beach, bathers think they are between the devil and the deep blue sea. ing, he made more bright, more tune- | | | | | ful yet; meeting no one, of whatever May the day soon arrive that will end comprom- bursts into wild cheers over the “vindication” of a THAT'S MY NAME $s) 4n9 tt SAYS ON6~ Easy Street is hard to find. fession. He was a lawyer. Worse than this, he bootleggers, ise and lift from the shoulders of the tax payers|great act of public justice, we may be reasonably | age or degree, but his chatm was to| DOLLAR SHAGS EEG ,i CAN SSE Iv | : — -a burden that is. increasing daily as the bond is-jsure that Brooklyn speaks ve bax America. A'|that age or degre> exactly touched; |- RAINS SS aint : Sais L Dow'T These ne regulations ought to start . A 5 i : is a a SS \ = on & een sues pile up against that inevitable Pay Day. woman had been unfortunate, r wise, enough to PREC TERRE TOP aes) se eieaRy: WHY DONT [FE=ANECD GLASIES ane !——_________— kill the sometime Corporation Counsel of Cincin- | ling! F YOU GET GLASSES * GB tee THAT'S ACS | A movie ater sends her hobby a WHAT MOTIVE DID |nati. She belonged to a sacred profession. She] one to, ang Marko—thig Is the, — IN THE MIND | pranir udio easton ttoentn? os The vactuphone, by which the near-deaf can|was a nurse. _ He belonged to an accursed pro-|word—graceless. Utterly, _utterly| ! graceless. Without heart, Marko, Every week is clean-up week for the hear wireless concerts, was invented by Earl com Hanson for his mother, “hard of hearing.” It may make him a fortune. Years ago, C. H. Leonard, of Grand Rapids, | Mich., invented an improved refrigerator for his) wife. Leonard expanded it into a business selling | 1000 refrigerators a day. Thousands of men, trying to make life easier jfor some one they love, stumble on devices} that unlock strongboxes of fortune. The sincere desire to help others is one of the _ most profitable of all. motives. Kindness pays cash dividends—bread cast on the waters: . CUSTOMERS Germany now is our third best export custom- er, United Kingdom first, Canada second. Yet we are buying from Germany only $10 worth of goods for each $22 worth we sell her. Since Germany hasn’t gold to balance the ac- counts, we would be out $12 on the deal if it were not that Germany has something in her favor in some other country—which, by a roundabout pro- cess, eventually wipes out what we owe some. where, thus balancing the books. It is a simple system. Yet when something goes wrong with one link or country the chain is “all balled up.” Foreign trade, more than political ideals, dem- | shock hands with everybody. The temple of jus- was a man of intelligence and of public service in his community. She killedshim. A jury of her countrymen promptly “vindicated” her. Happy thousands waited to thank and bless her. The happy representative of public virtue tice rang with joyous shouts. Everybody was “radiant.” Everyybody, but one. That is, if. it is permitted to mention her, another woman, not “radiant” or illustrious or crowned with the plau- \dits of an intelligent public. This was the widow lof the murdered man. It is not for common folk to receive otherwise than gratefully the tribute of the purgators and compurgators of public jus- tice. The jury was right. The rejoicing chorus was right. Without any too immediate reference to the implications of this cause, there is in it the same public advantage that flows from all the! applications of the “passional crime,” which may be colder than death. Without any reference to this triumph of “Anglo-Saxon” jurisprudence, it may be permit-| ted to observe, as a general principle of universal | |application, that any woman can kill any man and/| be hailed as a benefactress of society. The theory | | being established to its utmost sentimental limits, \there is nothing to be said against it—New York Times. i without conscience, without morals, without the smallest scrap of an ap- proach to.any moral princ‘ple Mar-; ko, that’s an awful, a wicked, an} abominable thing for a wife to say | of her husband. But he wouldn't; mind a bit my telling you. Not a: bit. He’d love it. He’d laugh. He'd! utterly love to know he had stung; me so much. And he'd utterly love ti); know he'd driven me to tell you. He'd | think—he'l love likes anything to} drive me to do awful things. He's; tried—especially these two you He'd love tp be able to point a finger | at me and-laugh and say ‘Ah! Ha!-| ha! Ah!’ You know, he hasn't got! any feelings at all—love or hate or| anything else; and it simply amuses | him beyond anything to arouse feel- | Get A MIND tu eee ing in anybody else. There have been women all the time we've been married and he simply amuses him- self with them until he's tired of them, and until the next one takes his fancy, and he does it quite open- ly before me, in my house and tells me what I can’t fee before my own eyes just for the love of seeing the suffering it gives me. You saw that Mrs, ‘Winfred. He's done with her now. And he’s as shameloss about me with them as he-is about them with me. And what he loves above all is the way I take’ it; and I can take it in ri other way. You sez I won't, I simplv will not, Marko, let these women of his see—or let any- one in the world suspect—that I— that I suffer. So when we are to- gether before people I keep up the gay way we always~show together. Hq loves it; it's delicious to him, be- |’ Sometimes we think the only thing Europe is out of is her head. When you tell her she looks like 2 j flower, don’t forget the best flowers grow wild. ‘Mr, Fordney wants a tariff on books. Don’t make it bank books, * More than 1,200 Wall Street men have gotten permits to carry revolvers, | Now what chance has an investor? There may be some pretty smart men; but none who is pretty and smart, Bryan says he will live to see the country dry; but others say he started ; too soon. Since the shifters have started there ought to be a fortune in making flav- ored lipsticks. “Prosperity is in its infancy,” says a banker. It acts like it. New novel, “The Beautiful and the | Damned,” is creating comment. An- other, women vs. men book, no doubt. " The future seems to move. about as fast as we do. It’s easy to tell when summer comes. Look at the funny names of the new soft drinks,