The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, April 17, 1922, Page 4

ban) PAGE FOUR THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE Entered at the Postoffice, Bismarck, N. D., as Second Class Matter. GEORGE D, MANN. -) -- Foreign Representatives G. LOGAN PAYNE COMPANY Editor | DETROIT CHICAGO Marquette Bldg. Kresge Bldg. | AYNE, BURNS AND SMITH NEW yoRK” - - Fifth Ave. Bldg. | MEMBER OF THE ASSOCIATED PRESS The Associated Press is exclusively entitled to the use or republication of all news dispatches credited vo 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 «$7.20 | ‘ 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 Niorth Dakota . 6.00 THE STATE'S OLDEST NEWSPAPER (Established 1873) CHINESE JOY , The On Leong Tong, organization of Chinese ‘merchants, enjoys queer entertainment at its Philadelphia convention. * A real Chinese opera was staged for the dele- igates. Since the show lasted 22 hours, it had to} be split into two daily performances | Three fiddlers, three drummers ‘and a gong “pounder, hammering away at a five-note theme, | made’ iip'th# orchestra!" ‘The actors, brought from | §Chiviatowns all over the country, worked mostly in ‘pantomime. The orchestra had brisk competition in the} ‘form of noise, for a Chinese stage carpenter | "changes scenery for the next act while the show still is going on, without lowering the curtain. | This will interest women: The actors, by Chi-! nese custom, were all men, even in the feminine | ‘roles. A woman hasn’t political equality in China, | , but she is considered too good to be put on exhi-| bition for money. | i 1 An American, after en hour or so of a 22-hour “Chinese theatrical performance,, would begin to -yell: “Jazz ’er up!. Give us some speed!. Put a little pep in ’er!” Not so, with the Chinese. , Their most popular plays are continued on from one night to the next, like a serial story, some lasting a whole year. * The nearest we have come to this is the serial | movie thriller. | The plot of a year-long Chinese play shows the audience every stage of a man’s life, a war, an economic movement or the career of a dragon-evil. Interesting :to study, the Chinese probably the |i ‘oldest existing civilization,. The Chinese claim | their authentic history dates back at least 22,000 years. ; Possibly, what our civilization becomes anci- ‘ent as China’s now. is, we'll have the same view- point and philosophy. From the 22-hour Chinese opera, we bbéerve ; that the Chinese takes things” patiently as they come and enjoys life with a slow natural ‘Serene: | “ness and calm,’ 5 Z The Chinese’are ‘far behind us in many things: Somehow, though, they nearly all seem contented, -happy. “Unlike white men, they are not shattering their | _nerves by trying to cram a lifetime into, a<day., ; That is the real lurking peril of white civiliza-! ition—the danger that nerves will become so “on sedge” that there’ll be a breakdown,. possibly: a lapse into race-insanity, of which the World War yWas a sample. LEARN LESSONS FROM BASEBALL The baseball season gets under way. It has! been the national: sport since the Knickerbocker | iClub of New York City started the world’s first | gorganized baseball club in 1845, i Six, years before that, Abner Doubleday took | ‘paper? a pen, a ruler’and an inventive brain, ; and oF the “qiamond.” Abner certainly | Starters Shing. He would have heart failure uf he’ auld come back’ and see a big-league grand-\ _stand audience in action. | ‘ You never can tell what you’re starting. Some | -of the things recently brought into existence will | play as big a part in future American life as base- ,ball now. Wireless, for instance. A form of baseball was played thousands of 't ‘years ago among the Greeks. Colonial young- ee of George Washington’s day played “town | a fad | The Knickerbocker club, which originated modern baseball in 1845, had its first rival in “The | ‘New York Nine.” June 19, 1846, the two clubs met at Hoboken, | N. J., in the first real baseball contest. Knicker- | ‘bockers lost, 23 to 1, though rules then in force gave the decision to the first team scoring 21) ‘runs. | In that first match, it took only four i innings to ‘win the game. A batter was out if the ball were! ‘caught on a bounce. Pitcher, insteading of hurl- ing, used straight-arm motion. Only thing that hasn’t changed is the fan! Fortunate, that we have for a national sport! 3 TAXIS A taxicab company, managed and operated ex- clusively by women, starts business in Vancouver, |Canada. The president of the company is Mrs. Ralph Smith, member of the British Columbia legisla- ture. All of her feminine taxi drivers were ambu- lance drivers in France and are skilled mechani- cians. ; Wouldn’t Dolly Madison turn over in her grave! if she could learn that women were running a} “hack company !” Net far ahead lies a period in which master feminine brains will be as powerful in industry as Henry Ford and Charles M. Schwab. Hetty Green proved it possible. RIDDLE OF PSYCHOLOGY A riddle of psychology is why so many young men who know baseball rules, precedents and |market conditions from soup to nuts are num- skulls in shops, offices and stores where they earn their living, Intellectuals will celebrate Magna Charta day, June 15. For one young man who tell you what ithe Magna Charta was, there are thousands who will sit up all night solving a baseball problem, jor who know more about baseball generally than’ iHenry knows about Fords. Yet the Magna Charta, document granted by \King John of England to the barons in 1215, was the basis of liberty in modern English-speaking nations. Without the Magna Charta, most young ‘Americans might be toiling,as serfs instead of sitting in the baseball grandstand. EDITORIAL REVIEW Comments reproduced in this column may. or may mot express the opinion of The Tribune. They are presented here in order that our readers may have hoth sides of importart issues which are being discussed in the press of the day. LOOKING AROUND Pussyfoot Johnson reports that it takes two ‘hours to get a drink of moonshine in Chicago. But then Pussyfoot has only one. eye.—Chicago ' Journal of Commerce. THE JOB FACING MR. HAYS Will H. Hays, director general of the motion picture industry, has started his new work by ac- cepting “the challenge of the American public for ithe highest quality of art and interest in its en- |tertainment.” That sounds promising. We hope lit justifies the sound. But Mr. Hays has a big job|s ahead of him. Ignoring for the moment the ethics of the mov- ing pictures, the appeal to poor taste and ques- tionable moral qualities of some pictures, there jremains a great deal,of. room for improvement. [Many pictures are bores. Many stars are over- rated. The ‘quality of many scenarios is poor. What the public wants, we believe, is better \pic- Iture plays and better played. pictures, regardless of the names on the billboards. ‘There is a large field for Mr. Hays. Ii is,a humanizing field, such as he saw in the postoffice department. Perhaps he can cultivate it to ad- vantage.. He will, we fear, be handicapped by op- position of his principals to the importance of for- eign films free of duty. If he does that he will cut off the greatest possible corrective of medioc- rity in America moving pictures. If he does that it will make his self-imposed task of improving the quality of our pictures more difficult, but will jthereby make his success the greater if he attains it—Chicago Tribune. READY? F Because there is a good deal of coal on hand ;many are boasting that the country-is prepared ifor the miners’ strike. It is a good thing to be \prepared and it is gratifying to learn that we are iprepared for the strike. ‘But some people who persist in being dissatis- ified even after they have been reassured, may ask whether we are prepared for what comes after ‘the strike. There is always an end to a strike. {Both miners and operators expect sometime to jend the strike. A strike ends with a settlement. One side or \the other is, as they say, defeated. Suppose the miners are to be defeated; they will not admit this until weeks and perhaps months have been |spent in idleness. Meanwhile the fine surplus of coal which now constitutes our preparedness, will have been burned. Nothing will replace it. The miners are not working. There will-be a regret- table dearth which the mine owners will acknowl-| jedge. They will explain that a shortage of coal Inecessitates a higher price or at least no reliet from the present high prices. It is the law of isupply and demand, of course. And suppose the operators are “defeated. 2 They will then comply with the demands of the miners, and immediately afterwards, with tears |! in their eyes, they will:proceed to make new prices for coal on the basis of the new costs. And they will have a case that will stand in the courts, for, lis it not written that price regulation must not be confiscatory? The “defeated” operator will cal- culate his costs, including the concessions he aseball, which combines physical exercise with exercise of. the important brain functions, mental | agility and quick decision. imakes to the victorious miners, add a percentage | lof profit and offer his coal to the dear public who | Baseball is of incalculable benefit to the nation, | will have to buy or freeze. as a stirrer-up of the liver and a soother of nerves highly-strung by congested civilization. Too bad that all the fans do not actually play the game themselves. It is human nature, how- ever, to prefer watching someone else perform. We are prepared for the coal miners’ strike. ' |Now may be a good time to prepare for the result of the strike. It is as well known now as need be, jfor the purpse. The public must be prepared to} ‘foot the bill—Detroit News, ‘ ‘different: bearing: \ ( { ‘ j ' } | CMON NOW | HOP RIGHT | Taroucn Ps a (Contirued: from our: Last Issue) Kxtraordinary the intensity of he! carch,ng, suspicious stare! Hard, stupid old: man, Sabre thought. “Dash | it, does he suppose I’ve got designs on the girl,.,,:“He would,,have re~ turned an impatient angwer had he not been| so; anxiaus on.the Perches’ behalf. Instead. he said); pleasantly, “Of course she’s not, ‘Bright. Mrs. Perch is.a very, old friend | of mine and a very simple” atid ‘kind old lady. fhe:ell be only hersél? for Effie to it maké, a daughter of INothing of, the penetration abated fiom the deep-set eyes, nor came any expression of thanks from the stern, pursed mouth. “Jil take my girl over and see for myself, Mr. Sabre ” Surly, stupid old man! However, ror young Perch! The very thing, if only it would come off. It came off. Sabre wont up to Puncher’s Farm on the evening of the day Mr. Bright,, ‘to see for him- self” had catled with Effie. Young Perch greeted h'm delightedly in the doorway and gratitude. “It’s all right. It’s fixed. She’s coming. I could. see she took | to the girl from the start. “By Jove, you can’t taink how grateful I am to you, Sabre.” chiamaress Vv This frightful war! like a weight. On hie pressing hand. Blowing about the atreess, in the newspapers and at meetings, in the mouths of many, and in the of On his brain heart like a “Why aren’t you in khaki?” The subject of age, always shrouded in a seemly and decorous modesty, \ suddenly ripped out of its pr coverings. That was tho third month of the war. But by June, 1915, the position on these little points had hardened. In June, “Why aren’t you in kh ? was b’owing about the strects 'er- tain men avo'ded one arpther. And in June young Harold jo’ned up. Sabre greeted the news with very great warmth. “By Jove, I’m glad. Well done, Harold, That’s splendid. Jolly good luck to you.” ‘Later in the morning Twyning came in. His air struck Sabre as be- ing deliberately aggressive. ‘Well, Harold’s gone,” he said. , “Yes, I'm jolly) glad) for the boy's sak>. I was: just congratulating him, I th’nk it’s splendid of him.” Twyning breathed. heavily through his nose. “Splendid Hur! ‘Well, he's gone now and) I hope you're satisfied.” Sabre turne in his chair and ques- ticned Twyning with puckered brows. ; “Satisfied? What on earth do you} mean—Sat' sfied?” cu always thought he ought to go. My boy saw it.” “You're talking nonsense. I've never so mrv-h as mentjned the sub- ject. to Harold Twyning always royracted when Sabre showed signs of becoming roused. “Ah, well, what does it mat- ter? He’s gone now. You wait till you’ve got a ison, them you'll think | differently, perhaps. You don’t know | |what my boy means to me. Ho2's leveryth’ng in ‘the world to. me. 1 got him in here so as to have him! with |me and now. this cursed war's taken jhim. You don’t know what he is, | imy boy Harold. (He’s a better man then his father, 11 tell you that. | He's a Good ‘Christian boy. He's} jnever had a bad thought or said a | bad werd.” | Not very long after this incident oc- | lenrred another incident. In its ob- | jvinus aspect it was also related to | th Why aren't you. in khaki?” viaction: Seh=> apprehended in it a fsit. clasped his hand in|, most, was the new popular. question, |! ASMIDLTCHINSON ‘Ore morning he stepped euddenty from his own room it Mr. For- tune’s in quest of a refe-ence. Twyn- ing and*Mr,' Fortune were seated to- gether in deep. conversation.. They Were vi-y often thus seated, Sabre had noticed. At his entry their .con- versation abrujtly ceased; and this also was not new. Bi Sabre went aczdss to the filing cab- inet without speaking. Mr. Fortune cleared his throat. “‘Ah, Sabre. We were just saying what a very deeply unfortunate thing it js that none of us principals-are of an age to do the right thing by the firm by joining the army.” i “Yes, it’s a pity,” Sabre said. i “I'm glad you agree. I.knéw you would. For myself, of, course, I’m out of the question. Twyning here is getting on fior forty and of course he's given his son to the war. You— / course,*you’re married, too, and @ we are! It does, as you say, @ great pity.” fabre spoke very slowly. Most. fur- ‘ere hid suddenly come to its con- another reason.” v‘owly, “I never told you, periaps I neht ito have told you at th> time. “at I-was refused for the army some ery day, ‘she told him; and ‘there were ; vhile ago.” | ‘~_ "" "THE RING MASTER'S TEST OF SKILL I say, old man, do let’s have a look at your paper if you've got it on you.” Sebre was at his door. per?” 7 “Your rejection ‘paper, I’ve never seen one.” “I haven't got one.” old. maa, “Not got one! man.” “Well, I haven’t. I was seen pri- vately. I’m rather friendly with them up at the barracks.” “Oh, didn’t give you a paper, though.” ‘Sabre paused on the threshold. He perfectly well understood the villain- | ous implication. / Vile, intolerable! But ot what> saree to take it up? i In August, the anniversary month of the war, he again offered himself for enlistment and was again rejected, but this time after a longer scrutiny: the standard was rct at its firs’ height of perfection. He was enormously cast down by his rejection. ‘When he got back that night hei went: straight in to her. “T say, they've rejected me. They won't have me.” His face was work- ing. “It’s that cursed heart.” She slightly~ puckered her brows. “Oh—d’ you know, for the minute I couldn't think, what on earth you were talking about. Were you re- jected? Well, I-must say I’m glad.” He said flatly, “Why are you?” “Well, cio just imagine what. you'd look like in private soldier’s cloth- ing!” She laughed very heartily again. He turned away. CHAPTER VI Up in his rcom he began a long let- ter to Nona,’ pouring out to her all us anger was about to burst When | his feelings about this socond rejec- tion. ‘He was writing to her—and 1, the thought, “Thesa two aren’t |hearing from her—regularly and fre- xtting at you for any love of Eng- | quently now. nd, for any patriotic reason. Theirs | the He said very | days. It was his only vent in opvression of these frightful She said that it was hers, too. In her letters she always men- tioned Tony. She wrote to Tony ev- few of’ her letters ‘but mentioned a Twyning spun around from the’ parcel of some kind sent to her hus- sookease. Really? cok fit enough, toc, old man. Fancy By Jove, and you; band. Tony né@ver wrote. , She onee or twice said. without Jolly sporting of you. Wancy—Oh,. jany comment, “But he is writ‘ng often EVERETT TRUE _ BY CONDO Now, q, Dont WANT TO LISTEN TO ANY Mors ! without GROSSLY Ex AES SRATING IF 1 were You NEVER CAN TEU: ANYTHING Ta C SNE oe ee To ToUGH You WITH MY INDE@x FINGGR CIKG THAT Cate = > e xi Mo'dp Swear THAT. T HAD PusHeO You CLEAR OVER PLCS TeHay i! “What pa-4' You must, have, old |" yes, of course. ‘Wonder they | | *: (MONDAY, APRIL 17, 1922 | to” Mis" Stanley and ‘Lady Grace Hed- don and Sophis Basildon and I hear |bits of him from them and know he is. kowping well. Of course I pretend to them that their news is stale to me. I feel most frightfully that the best thing every woman can do in this frightful time is to do all she can for her man out there; and. Tony’s min2. When this is all over—oh, Marko, is it ever going to be over?—things will hurt aga‘n; but while he’s out there |the old things are dead and Tony's mine and England’s—my man for Eng- land: that ig my thought; that is my pride; that is my prayer.” ‘ And a few lines farther on, “And he’s so splendid. Of course you can jimagine how utterly splendid he is. Lady King-Warner, his colonel’s wife, told me yesterday her husbanc says he’s brave beyond anything she could) imagine. (He said—she’s given me his leiter—‘“thq men have picked up from home this story about angels at Mons and are beginning to believe they saw them, Tybar says he hopes the angels were near h'm, because he though: he was in hell, the par- ticular bit he got into, and he thinks it must be good for angels, enlarging for théir minds, to know what hell is like! As a matter of fact, Tybar himself is nearer to the superhuman than anything I saw knocking about at Mons. His daring and his coolness and his example are a byword in a battalion composed, my dear, with the solitary exception of the writer, en- itirely of heroes. In sticky places |\Tybar is the most wonderful thing that ever happened.’ “Can't you Imaeine him, Marko?” On the sabiowiite day TidHorough, topening its) newspapers, shook hands |with itself in all its houses, shops jand offices on its own special and most glorious V. ‘C.—Lord Tybar. . Tybar's V..C. wag the first thing Sabre spoke: of::to Nona -when,*:a fortnight latef\oshe: same down .and hd went up to her at Northrénps: in the afternoon. Its brilliant gallantry, rendered so vivid to him by the in- timacy w'th which he could see that thrice attractive figure engaged in its performance, stirred him most deeply. He had by heart every line of its official record in the restrained language of the Gazette, . The left flank of the«posi- tion was insecure, and. the post, when jtakea over, was ill prepared for de- fense . . . When the battalion was suffering very heavy casualties from ‘a 77mm. field gun at very close range, Capt. Lord Tybar rushed forward un- der intense machine gun fire and suc- jcecded in capturing the gun single- ‘handed after killing the entire crew . Later, when yepeated attacks jdeveloped, he contndiled the defense ;at the point threatened, giving per- sonal assistance with revolver and bombs . , . Single-handed he repulsed: ne bombing assault . . . If was entire- ly owing to the gallant conduct of this Officer that the situation was re- \lieved Ob, rare si splendid spirit! For- J tune’s darling thrice worthy of her ‘dowry! (Continued in Our Next Issue) A baby is born every jin New York. Hand it to the little nine minutes shavers. It takes nerve. Some of the ‘hen eggs this spring are nearly as big as hail stones, Why not a law making bootlegers | print the antidote on the bottle? Genoa is letting George do it, In making a movie, they take one drawn-out kiss and hunt for a plot to precede it. This bandit who robbed three land- lords knew where to find the money. April clothes bring May bills. ‘When you get a ride in a swell car you never see anybody you know. The latest boy wonder is ‘““How long before vacation?” { i It is hard to grasp an opportunity j with, both hands in your pockets, Landis says" ‘néis rooting for the ‘team in the cellar.’ in sime’ cases, | that's mother ‘and father. Coolidge says our ‘highest duty is to | ourselves. Others think it is to the new tariff. Trying to keep up with the neigh- | bors is a fine way to get behind, It money was everything there weuldn’t be much. sist of one question: ‘What did you do during the election?” | ; | : Civil service examinations now con- \ H i} | j ‘All of us take our nats off to spring —and get new ones, Famous violinist being sued for di- | vorce played second fiddle at home. “We are fighting hard to clean up,” |mrovie men tell Hays. From their Prices, they are succeeding. It’s snowing in Argentina. A cold ‘winter is expected this summer. ‘Sometimes a man goes to town to |yneet his wife and sometimes to get away from her. Lots of peéple are looking for the path of least persistence, I£ some people worked for what they were worth it would be a long time iibetween paydays, |RRONCHITIS At bedtime rub the throat and chest thoroughly with— ‘VIEKS Oves 17 Miliion Jars Used ¥ vitly