The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, April 21, 1922, Page 4

WHE BISMARCK TRIBUNE. FRIDAY, ‘APRIL 21, 1922 THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE Entered at the Bostotces duemarek: N. D., as Second Ris ASS atter, GEORGE D. MANN : - - - Editor Foreign Representatives G. LOGAN PAYNE COMPANY CHICAGO DETROIT Marquette Bldg. Kresge Bldg. 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 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 SNAG Daily by carrier, per year Daily by mail, per year (in Bismarck)......... Daily by mail, per year (in state outside Bismarck) Daily by mail, outside of North Dakota THE STATE’S OLDEST NEWSPAPER (Established 1873!) <i> ONLY SOLUTION Restricting the deliberations of the Jamestown convention to state issues was the only practical solution of a perplexing problem. The friends of Senator McCumber realized that any plan of fusion contemplated on state issues would result disastrously if the convention attempted to take in too much territory. There seems to be no reason now why a united front cannot face the common foe in the fall. It all depends upon the grace with which some of the extremists accept the Jamestown dccision. As between Frazier, McCumber and Gronna with even P. D. Norton a possibility, there should be no question as to the,state’s decision. McCum- ber should be returned with a rousing majority to continue his work for the agricultural interests of the Northwest. * The same applies to the Nestos administration which faces a most difficult task in bringing order ut of chaos. Resolutions adopted indicate that the independent republican leaders were ready for a general housecleaning as soon as possible PAYNE, BURNS AND SMITH ! Jchance of surviving. ‘TIME INCREASES CHANCES” TO MAKE STRIKE Radio fans are spending $5,000,000 a week on wireless equipment, according to some manufac- turers’ sales estimates. Here is a gigantic»new industry, springing up faster even than the automobile and moving pic- tures in their early days. , Our great-grandfathers, when they started shifting for themselves, had very few lines to choose from. Farming was the standby. Trades and professions were few. Each year brings a greater number of big op- portunities from which the young man can take his pick.. A thousand big opportunities are open teday for each in great-grandfather’s time. HONEY “The cave man had one source of living open to him hunting. If he were puny he had small) Later the weaker or less ferocious cave men added another way of making a living—cultiva- tion of the soil. So the system expanded, until today even a paralyzed blind man can earn his own living, pro- vided his brain is intact. : Sume of the occupations xost of us consider side-issues in our ‘civilization are really gigantic industries. For instance, M. F. Bryant of Medina, Ohio, one of the kings of the honey industry, says 900,000 Americans are beekeepers, producing $80,000,000 worth of honey a year, make $25,000 a year apiece. OVER:DEVELOPED S In the frantic competition to make a living the system sometimes ig-thrown out of balance by too many people grasping for.the same ripe plum. Soft coal mines, now being, operated in our coun- try, would produce, from’706;090,000 to 900,000,- 000 tons of coal a year if kept: ing full time, ac- cording to the Russell. SageFoundation. And the country normally can consume only 500,000,000 tons a yéar. The average coal miner is.,out of work 100 days Some of then | PA SW EARS BY THE BOOK.) .»)- | DonT.caRe HOW Your FATHER PLANTED ‘em. THE Book SAYS To PLANT ‘EM IN| BILLS AN’ VATS THE WAY IM PLANTIN’ 'EM ‘ jher arms. 'dragged in. Muss |father’s at the office. met him, have you?” | girl. And the girl with the baby in Sabre said in his ordinary, easy voice—‘This is a Very retiring | young person, Hapgood.’ Had ‘to be Bright. Her Perhaps you've |& B90; Jexp 1? _|that I must explain to you, to you and two minutes and’ then he said, ‘Hap- ,, Why on. earth should I haye to ip all this to'you?: Why should .. “I said, a tiny bit sharply—I was getting a bit on edge, you know —I said, ‘Well, I haven’t asked any ques- tions, have I?’ i “Sabre said, ‘No, I know you haven’t asked any, and I’m infernally grateful to you. But I know you're thinking them—hard. And I know I’ve got to answer them. And I want _ to.’ I want to most frightfully. But what ‘beats me is this infernal feeling to everybody, whether I want to or {not. Why should 1? It’s my own house. I can do what I like in it, I’m not, anyway, doing anything wrong. I’m doing something more’ right than I’ve ever done in my life, . and yet everybody’s got the right to question me and: everybody’s. got the right to be answered: and — Hapgood, it’s the most bewildering state-of affairs that can possibly be. imagined. I’m up against a code of’ social conventions, and by Jove I’m absolutely down and out. “Mo you know what I am, Hap- good?’ and. he: gave a) laugh, as I’ve said. ‘I’m what they call a social out- cast. A social outcast. Beyond the pale. Unspeakable. Ostracized. Blackballed. Excommunicated.’ He got up and began to stump about the room, hands in his pockets, ‘chin on his collar, wrestling with it—and wrest- lifg, mind you, just in profound inter- ested bafflement. “Then he settled down and told me. And this is what he told me.” II “: “When he ‘was out to France this girl I’d seen—this Effie, as he called her, Effie Bright—had come to live as companion to: his wife. It appears he more or less got her the job. Any- way, she came. She came somewhere about October, ’15, and she left early in March ‘ollowing, just over a. year ago, His wife got fed up with her and got rid of her—that’s what Sabre says—got fed up with her and got rid of her. And Sabre was at home at the time. Mark that,-old man, because it’s important. “Very well. The girl got the sack and he went ‘back to France. She got another job somewhere as companion . again. Well, he got wounded and dis- charged from the army, as you know, and in February he was living at home again with ‘his wife in the con- ditions I described to you when I be- an. “The very week after I’d been down there, his wife,’ reading: a letter at {> “Well, 1 don’t know what I said, x ¥ ‘old man. I know what I thought. .I|breakfast one morning, gave a kind |thought just precisely what you're |0f @ snort (as I can-imagine it) and ithinking, Yes, I had a furiously vivid chucked the letter, over to him and shot of recollection of old Bright as|8aid, ‘Ha! There’s your wonderful I'd ceen him a couple of hours before, Miss Bright for you! What did I tell jof' his blazing look, of his gesture of | ¥0U What do you think of that? wanting to hurl the Table of Stone at Ha me,, and of his extraordinary: remark abelt Sabre — I had that and I did & \what. you're doing: I put two and two (Continued from our last issue.) How goes it, old man? ‘together ‘and’, found ’ the’. obvious “He said to.me, ‘Hapgood, the rem-| stairs now, I see.’ s . answer (same as you) and ‘I jolly edy’s the old-remedy,. The old God.} ‘Fine,’ he said; shaking my hand. | near fell down dead.: -I\did. . Jolly But it’s morey than It’s Light: |‘Jolly nice of you. You'll stay a bit, | near. f more light. Gf course’ He went a bit along the) “But Sabre was going on, pleasant good for t passage and called out, ‘Effie, you can, and natural’ as» you (please. ‘Miss old world, fea told in terms of the | scratch up a bit of lunch for Mr. Hap-| ight was ‘here as companion to ‘my: old world’s ;andergtanding. Mystical |, good?’ f jwife while I’ was in< France. : Now for ages stepped jn the mystical; po-|'’ “I suppose she’ said Yes. ‘Lunch'll ; he’s staying here a bit.: Put; the baby etic for mi I tive of snothing’| be on in about: two minutes,’ he came; ¢n the sofa, Effie, ‘and: let’s getto. beyond story/ant ty and para-,| back to me with.. %.. 0.5, oy | { work. I'd like you two to be friends. ble. Wei ew:revelation in|’ - “Led. me into morning:room’and, “The meal ‘wasn’t ‘precisely :a’ban= ‘ofld’s under-|we sat down and pretended to ta We «helped sourselyes.. and i Very poor pretense, I give you acked up she soled Pes te) » | word, o : ‘Presently’ I heard the girl’s voic hat. was pretty clear by now. No *;l outside. ‘Lunch is ready.’ : wife, no servants,, no wedding ring; “We jumped up like two schoolboys; nothing but old Bright's daughter and released front. ‘detention ‘and peal iid puaits daughter’s baby—and— along in. More mystery. Lunch at &nd—Sabre. 2 ‘ « Sabre’s place eae aeaye ‘a beautiful. ““Cnce the baby whimpered, and she ~ lly conducted rite, as I was accustomed, ot up and. went to it and stooped t)...Well, there were places jad for lover it the, other side of ths ara from wo only and a ramshackle. kindof |me, so I could see her -ace. A cold Bienle scattered abgut the cloth. ‘if you could have ceen her eyes then! Everything there, help yourself kind | Motherhood! Lucky you weren't of show. Bit of cold meat, lump of! there, because if you've any idea of cheese; loaf of bread, assortment of ever painting a picture called Mother- plates, and so on. j hood, you'd ha’ gone straight out and “Sabre said, ‘Oh, by the way, my {cut vour throat on the mat in despair. wife’s not here. She’s Oe i ie sel anyney, Fe athe | Ranquets Bot “ he polite thing. He} more and more a’ ard to e ny staring ed te a places, row: it dragged on, and mighty glad I was Sibi i when at last the girl got up—without ‘ a Fy ‘Half inute,’ he‘ said Bright. Good morning.’ I was just! sq hopped Sean his old stick. Then a word—and picked up the baby and left us. - We were no more, chatty for inquiring for Mr. Sabre.’ : iT he: Fi ing to this mysterious “By Jove; I thought for a minute il Ea falling: oe y' being alone, I can.promise you. the old patriarch was going to heave |” « Nonsense, Efie., You. “Then all: of a sudden. he. began. the tables ‘of stone at, my head. Hel ean vo Nast? Tinie, Don't be: He fished out some cigarets and caught up the book: in‘both his hands; ao x jchucked me one and we smoked like to the end that the ruinous taxes may be reduced 4 a year. One reason is seasonal buying. Another and the state réach bed rock again. is overdevelopment: of the ‘coal industry. The girl who only got an ice cream soda for her first kiss has a daughter who wants a limousine. VANISHING ROMANCE Gray-haired men, during springtime, are haunt- ed by the fascinating memories of their departed Hien dslt as youth. Raoe The man who keeps his health at, home never They recall how, about this time of year, long |yas to go somewhere for it. sgo, they dreamed of running away to sea. F > Of all forms of romantic adventure, the sailor’s| Jj, cheaper to move than to keep up with the life has been the top-notcher since Marco Polo neighbors. some six centuries ago brought, the magnetic needle compass from. Asia, thereby, putting ocean exploration firmly, on its feet. It was a great ‘step forward‘from charting a ship’s.course by the Blars. 3 os Reh) In, a few generations the world has seen rom- ance steadily driven from the sailor’s life. The beautiful full-rigged schooner rotted \at anchor, crowded out by the steamship, The slave) trader passed. Pirates were driven from the high Seas. : ) Seaman’s unions-regulate ocean life where once the cutlass, belayin’-pin and “walking the plank” reigned supreme. } : ‘(Continued in our next issue.) “Able to do the evelation was 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. a crime as the business hold-up. April Seems to come in like a duck and go out likis a fish. THE NEW-FANGLED WATER-WAGON Beattyville, Kentucky, must be a dry town! According to a news dispatch, a police judge or- dered the dusty streets sprinkled with confiscaved moonshine when the yillage’ water-cart failed to appear.—Marion Star. Suppos | the ‘man who committed 350 burglaries for his w:fe had been this man. with 13 wives? Sabro_ upstairs, No, Mr. Sabre’s no’ my gentleman, with rather look at me. “What the devil:did he mean? Just} then I caught sight of an old bird I knew slightly coming down the stairs ; with a book under his arm. Old chap! called Bright. Looked rather like} Moses coming down. the’ mountain ; ‘ with the Tables of Stone in his fi 3 I said in my cheery way, ‘Hullo, The “itch” in Tchitcherin’s name is like the itching palm. The day may come when there are no boothoggers, but it doesn’t look like the night ever will. y Sprinkle, sprinkle, little cart! How I wonder what thou art— Rolling down the village street, Laying dust‘and smelling sweet! One of the final nails has just been driven in the coffin of ocean romance in the Westinghouse electrical plant, Philadelphia. | The occasion was the first suocessful demon- stration of a giant gyroscope which will prevent big ocean liners from rolling except during heavy storms. Similar “gyro-stabilizers” are already in use on some smaller ships, especially yachts. The typical. 1922 comment: about this will be: Great thing about the new. track- less street cars is they can dodge’ autos. / ’ ‘He who wets his start) at the race track is often finished there. When the blazing sun is set, And the street is good and wet— And the driver good and tight !-- Sprinkle, sprinkle all the night! A movie kiss lasts! 50\ s2conds. Their marriages, however, often last much longer than this. 3 “Thank goodness, seasickness' finally is prevent- able.” There’ll be very little thanks among men who, as boys, wanted to be “Treasure Island” pirates when they grew up. Romance is disappearing from the land, as well as the ocean. It is one of the penalties of what man calls progress, or the conquest of the earth and the elements. Scientists and inventors are making life dull, cut-and-dried, and romance exits with uncertain- ties. : The modern boy senses this. The briny deep|ways been marked by barbaric atrocities. Men |of aE was that ae Kept e long Hine getting more students. ese = . . § * . . . waiting after rung the bell. In has no such lure for him,as it had for his father. |lying sick or wounded in a hospital are shot to|fact, ¥ had to ring twice. Well, I ‘A hitch in time saves a breach of And the 1922 youngster is losing a lot, even if he imagines that he is finding as much romance in wireless and airplanes as his pa found in the do- main of shanghaied sailors. The day is not far off. when romances will exist only int science. Boyhood probably has in-store; a flood of books of the scientific-romance sort, | such as Jules Verne created. | SEEDS The Department of Agriculture is distributing $360,000 worth of free seeds, carrying on work started in 1839, by Henry L. Ellsworth, commis- sioner of patents. Each congressman is entitled to 20,000 packages of vegetable seeds and same amount of flower! seeds, to distrbiute among voters. A government offical points out that the $360.- 000 worth of seeds will produce food worth mil- lions. Undoubtedly true,. and the logical first thought, since money is the standard of weights and measures in America. More important, though, is the health that wil! come to the ‘garden tillers who plant the seeds. Sprinkle, sprinkle, little cart! Much I wonder what thou art. Curiosity doth itch: Water-cart or booze-cart—which ? | —Chicago Journal of Commerce. DISTRESSFUL IRELAND. - Something: worse than civil’ war is now’ afflict- ing the: Irish: people. The .pitiless and” savage assassinations reported from day to day indicate a deadly. struggle, not between North and South, Belfast and Dublin, but between Protestant and Catholic.. And religious war in Ireland has al- death in their beds. A father and his sons are roused from sleep to be murdered without a dog’s chance. It is a section of the Dark Ages suddenly bursting out in the midst of modern civilization. _ The very horror and shame wakened by the re- curring ferocities are having certain wholesome effects in’Ireland. Protestant clergy are uniting with Catholic in denouncing the outrages and call- ing upon the authorities to run down and punish the bloody-handed criminals, no matter what church is disgraced by their: membership, \ And there is a tendency toward appeasement and union in the South of Ireland. Even the intransigeant De Valera has taken advantage of the awful deeds in Ulster to call upon Sinn- Fein and the Free Staters to settle their quarrels. If they were now lto fly at each other’s throats, if the Republican army were to break into mutinous factions, so that Irish soldiers would be turning their weapons against Irish soldiers, the world would think of Ireland as having fallen into a hopeless welter of anarchy. ¥ The fate of Ireland is at present in the hands jot Irishmen. Every friend of hers abroad will and ‘gave a sort of ¢hoke and blazed at me out of his eyes— . “‘Let me tell you, sir, this is no} place to inquire a‘ter Mr. Sabre,’ said | he. ‘Let me tell you—’ “Well, I’d ha’ let him tell me ai old thing. That was what I was there | for. But he shut himself: up with a kind of gasp and cannoned himself into his tabernacle under the stairs. I thought I’d push out to Penny Green and see old Sabre myself. i “You ‘can imagine me, old man,! tripping up the path of Sabre’s house. | House. had rather a neglected appéar- ance, I thought. Door knob not pol-! ished, or blind still down somewhere | or something. I don’t know. Some- thing. And what made me conscious rg suppose I’d been expecting to sec one | of Sabre’s ‘couple of Jinkses’ ‘as he} calls them, and ’pon my soul I was} and it wasn’t one of them at all, but a very different pair of shoes. “It was a young woman; ladylike, dressed just in some ordinary sort of | clothes; I don’t know; uncommonly} pretty, or might have been if she} hadn’t looked so uncommonly sad; and— this was what knocked me — carrying a baby. | H “T don’t know why I: should have limagined she was the kid’s_ mother, |but I did. I don’t know why I should have looked at her hands, but I did.; I don’t know why I should have ex-| pected a wedding ring, but I did.. And} there wasn’t one. “She was looking at me decidedly | as if she were frightened. ;Mr. Sabre’s not gone away. here. Are you a friend of his?’ | “I smiled at her. ‘Well, I used to! ibe, I said. She didn’t smile. What |the dickens was up?) ‘My name’s| | | He’s | “‘Perhaps you’d better come in.’ | “You know, it was perfectly ex-; |traordinary. Her voice was as sad as} jher ¥ace. I stepped in. *Pon my soul,; |I began to feel creepy. * Scalp began! |to prick, Then suddenly there was} ‘old Sabre at the head of the stairs. “Presen resengly quite startled when the door opened! - ‘No, no,/ * Notice You've Come To THEATER WITH A BAD COUGH, WAVG You ANY més Sabre with the’ a couple of exhaust valves for about RN LRAT OO OT ee areas Haan ee eee eee eee e aera a ccc c nce ee En EIEIIIGS SSIES EERE EVERETT TRUE © Leee eee eee a> aammman a +e COUCH PROPS wite You f F HAVE OVE WwW of MING . | Promise suit. ‘thy shall never be out of work. Rivers and creeks are having their ups and downs. Proposed airplane line will make it possible to be robbed in Chicago one morning and shot in Now York that afternoon. ~ ~ The early ‘bird doesn’t g2t the sleep. 2 Busyness is business. Money can’t do everything; but it gives you time to do everything your- self. Colleg2s will gventually learn that studies are preventing them from Blessed are the peacemakers, for “Some day we will Rave grand op- era for a dime,” says Edison. Things are coming down right along. New York had-91 murders in 93 days, the other two days, no doubt, ‘being holidays. ‘Man sent to the.pen for stealing his neighbor’s cornet will get to sleep som, anyway. They are arguing over why most wars started in April. Perhaps house cleaning had something to do with it. Kilbane is asking 700,000 francs to fight ‘in Europe. He wants to come back a dough boy.: You miay think your luck is bad, but consider the plight of a blind man at a bathing beach. 5 NS ames NS Alternate applications hot and re cold cloths—then apply— yvicKs The city man who doesn’t have a garden is over-|anxiously scan the news to see if the: | “Well, he wasn’t dead, anyway; 5 y are men! ll, au , anyway; | looking a good bet. sequal to their task.—New York Times. {teak was soinettine, tolecnan en ay Over repre leis “eprsled took his hand-and said, ‘Hullo, Sabre. \ : a