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PAGE FOUR THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE FRIDAY, JULY 28, 1922 THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE) foundation’ of Success: are laid be-| England and Italy. He has_ been ‘ore the 30th birthday. Exceptions working on a new book, “Babbit,” Entered at the Postoffice, Bismarck, N,.D,, as Second Class Matter, s!are few. | which will be published in Septem- |ber. It was finished about a week ‘ : you ago. \ a yeteo a: MANN Hditor) 14 costs 55 per cent more to live “Now, intend to take a little rest,” Foreign Representatives now than in 1914, says the foremost Mr. Lewis said, “I am going to spend G, LOGAN PAYNE COMPANY CHICAGO : - is Marquette Bldg. PAYNE, BURNS AND NEW YORK - SMITH ASSOCIATED MEMBER OF THE PRESS The Associated Press is exclusive- ly= entitled to the use or republi- cation of all news dispatches cre- dited to it or not otherwise credit- ed in this paper and also the Jocal news published herein. All rights of republication of special dispatches herein are also reserved, MEMBER AUDIT BUREAU OF CIRCULATION PAYABLE EB NC Daily by carrier, per year... .$2.20 Dail, mail, per year (in Bis- Daily b. , per year (in state outside Bismarck) Daily by mail, outside of N 6.00 6.09 STATE'S OLDEST NEWS- PAPER (Bstablished 1873) YOUR DAILY GRIND The older you get, the more you realize the extreme slowness with which we humans accomplish any: thing of importance, Life is a pro- cess of grinding the ax for two hours to do 10 minutes of actual wood chop- ping. Mother is the champion slave of THE the limits of time. She works near-} ly a whole day, preparing a Sunday dinner that disappears down the throat in a few minutes. It takes an hour to scrub Bobbie and get him ready for exhibition, He secks the nearest mud-puddle and undoes the job? quicker than it takes to tell it. “The daily grind” is tedious pre- paration for climaxes that are brief. In civilization we have to toil all day, in order to have a few hours of Ici- sure. Two weeks’ vacation, 50 weeks of work. Voltaire knew what he was talking about when he wrote: “Time is of all things the longest and the short- est, the quickest and the slowest.” | The great period of. time. neces- sary to accomplish anything was il- lustrated in England long ago, when coffee, was introduced to that country as a beverage, i The first coffee sold in England was put’ on the market in 1652 by Pasqua Rosee, merchant, in St. Mi- chael’s Alley, Cornhill. For 20 years a campaign of great violence was conducted against cof- fee. English public affairs lunatics were so convinced that coffee ruined the health ‘and corrupted manners,! DETROIT Kresge Bldg.! - Fifth Ave. Bldg. | broad smile—if they ‘can clect a de-| price expert, National Industrial a few days with the home folks, re- Conference Board. turning to Madison ta meet my wife If you have a record of what you and 5-year-old son and see if we can {made in 1914, compare. it with what find a house to live in this fall and, ‘you are making now. If the gain is then I am off to Wyoming to get on| |less than 55 per cent, you have lost a ranch to stay until September, Aft- ground financially. All on the law,er working 18 months on one book} fof averages, of course. Natural a man is entitled to a vacation.” | linerease of earning power as a re-| In the little country newspaper of- ‘sult of experience, also good or bad fice at Sauk Center, Minn., Mr. Lewis jluck, may disturb the workings of obtained his first writing experience. | !the law of averages—in individual He was janitor, typesetter, report-! cases, jer, and helped to deliver the papers. | |For four years after he had gradu-! RUM ated from Yale in 1907, he established Two liquor yeggs who stole 30/a record for losing his newspaper cases of whisky from the home of, jobs as a reporter. Then he got a job Charles Greer are sentenced to seven as an associate editor in, New York years in the penitentiary by Magis-|and eventually started writing short i trate O’Brien, of Port Arthur, On-j| stories—many of which never sold. tario. | He is 37 years old. | In Canada, that means seven years! “Main Street” was the eighth book! -~to a day. People who go to jail up’ he wrote. He likes to go around the! there usually “stay put,” no monkey-/| country, rent a house and live in a busine: jcity for about eight months, How many murders would some! “I like to enjoy life,” Mr. Lewis; of our American bootleggers commit | declared. “I just like to settle down where people are neighborly and where the scenery is beautiful.”—Mil- | waukee Journal. ‘ to get 30 of Scotch? | EDITORIAL REVIEW OUR BUMPER CROPS Do you know that) North Dakota |will produce this year more spring jwheat than any state in the union? | Do you know that North Dakota will produce this year more rye than |any other two states? | Do you know that North Dakota ~~~ | will produce this year half the flax | WHY DEMOCRATS SMILE | grown im the United States? | The national republican committee |, Harvesting is naw welliunder Ye at Washington is to be asked to keep |in North Dakota,\-and .nothing bat its hands off North Dakota and to al-| hail is to be feargd jluring the next low the independent republicans—or | few days. The crops are “made” and | regulars—to wash their own dirty | they promise to be bumper ones. The ilinen in the coming November elec- | first threshing returns) are available, tion. In other words we are supposed |and they are fully up to expectations. ! to clect a demoeratie senator instead |The rye harvest is at its height and; of the league republican, This: of | Wheat and other grains al bel ‘ course is highly pleasing to the de-| cut: in all parts of the state. By the mocrats of the state and nation be-|end of this week the whepg, harvest cause every democrat elected to the| Will be at its height, <7 4+. “4s United States senate at this fall elec-|.. And not only: have the crops ome |: tion brings the democratic party | through without serious'damage from nearer the goal of getting back into|Tust and fulfilled the glowing pros- power, The democrats are already | pects’ of a month ago, but the, few building up hopes of securing enough | returns available so far show that| seats in the senate to wrest control | Virtually all grains are overrunning of that body and if they win a seat|in weight and the quality of the ‘in North ‘Dakota from a political | yields will be in keeping, with the! fluke that will make it so much easi- | quantity. er. This, is a great old world we are| North Dakota has real cause for living in and it is no wonder every | thanksgiving this year. Probably no democrat you mect wears a mighty | state in the union will be more for- tunate in the matter of crops. No | state will equal this is the per capita: of new wealth produced from the soil. In a world torn with war, revo- | i 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 important issues which aro {| being discussed in the press of the day, mocrat in North Dakota this fall— Valley City Times Record. |}ution, famine and pestilence, Am-! If a man’s face is his fortune, some of us are nearly broke, Every shocking flapper is followed by a gang of shock absorbers. It is discovered. Lloyd George wrote a poem. Serves him right. An optimist has dreams of thel uture and a pessimist has night mares, f “Always look up,” says John Wanamaker, who is 84, and doesn't care what the women wear. They took off some mail trains and maybe our bills won't come. With 14 women candidates, the next House of Representatives may have more than dne speaker, Insomnia never troubles a man when: he has to work at night. Another auto driver looking at the scenery instead of the road is now a part.of both. Only thing more helpless’ than a pretty girl is a pretty boy. If they dig this tunnel under the English channel the American trying, to swim it can walk it. ae YE Rt We know one who has a shotgun in her hope chest. Another bill Germany. can't afford to pay is Kaiser Bill. In Constantinople the — harem guards are striking. What's the fare to Constantinople? Rugsia and Germany are planning, but two heads are not better than one if they both ache, They once put money in old stock- ings, now they put it in new ones. Funny things happen. Man named Clarence on a Philadelphia team is knocking out home runs. If beer and light wines do come back, you can say prohibition died with lits bootleggers on. “When in Washington do as Wasi THE MENACE OF THE RIDICULOUS : rh : leriea stands out as the most favored ington did” is better than “When in If trades unionism ‘want "i rades unionism ‘wants to coun’ ation. And in the United States no the capital do as the capitalists do.” |) 7 morals and polities, that at times the teract one of the worst “menaces” | ote should: be morewubenecercis authorities had to drift with the cur- rent and suppress its s. | In “The Women’s Petition Against Coffee,” circulated in 1674, the be- lief, was set forth that coffee drink- erg) would breed a race of “apes and pygmies.” English coffee merchants had to plug for 50 years to create their market..How many modern American business men would have that much patienss? fi on Growing the crop takes a long time. The harvest is short. That is the way with, nearly every human life, Fate is a jester. Usually there isn’t any ‘hatvest to speak of. Decidedly is this so’ in the case of the man who,’ desiring to enjoy great wealth, wears himself out in accumulating it and waken up ut the grave’s edge to find, that he has the gold, but is too old; to enjoy it. Weare forever planning what we are going to do tomorrow or next Christmas: or aj year from now. Many of!us live too much in a future that never comes, The future is mostly, an/ illusion, COSTLY it has to face it should form a spe-| cial committee known as the Com- mittee for Prevention of Things That Make Strikes Ridiculous. For instance, the strike of twenty- four bathing beach guards at Ocean City, who boldly “walked out” (of the water, we suppose) and staid out with determination for three or four | whole days, at the end of which time they were shamed into “going back” by the:fact that some female bathing beauties had taken over their jobs and said the pay was worth it. And it doesn’t do the general strike idea any good for the public to learn that the harem attendants, or what- of Turkey, have also “walked out” because their amorous masters are finding themselves too broke to lead even a double life, let alone run a. a female hotel. Something should be done about it. Otherwise it won’t be long be- fore the clerks in the shooting gal- leries and the firemen in the waffle wagons will be deciding to “lay down their tools” over something.—St. Paul Pioneer Press. UNDER CUPID'S FLAG Walter F. Koken, representing! Capt. Randall of the good ship, President Fillmore deserves well barbers’ supply companies, says he is: swamped with telegrams fiom barbers protesting against high tariff duties.on the tools they use. The proposed duties range from 105. to 450 per cent. For instance,' a $1 tazor might pay a duty of $4.50. Some of the barbers claim such from Mr. Lasker of the shipping board. Chairman Lasker is an adver- tising man in the shipping busines: Randall is a shipping man with an eye for good advertising. Capt. Randall observed what most folks know, that an ocean liner, is duties are prohibitive instead of pro-| conducive to romance, that a shelter- tective. When it costs us five times as much. to make a thing as it can be. bought for abroad, it might be at good idea to think about sticking to the things for which we are fitted, by. economics. A common sense, “happy medium” has to be struck somewhere. FOUND Gold, nuggets, worth as much as $40 apiece, are found on the Dr. Harrison farm near Canton, Il. Groat excitement in the neighbor- hood. It proves to be a false alarm. The ‘nuggets, geologists say, were catried down from the far north by glaciers during the ice age. Diumonds, also brought by glaciers, occasionally are found in America. Whens"the “mother lode,” from which they came, is found in Canada ong of these days, the Kimberley and Yukon=rushes may repeat. Mean- time, méréactual value than all the gold and diamonds ever discovered. TROUBLE Horse doctors are growing scarcer, bding driven out by autos, reports County Clerk Donegan, of New York oS The garage mechanic is the mod erp veterinary. At times, each man has to be his own. ‘Having tinkered with an obstinate erigine, you will agree that the auto is*subject to more disease than the horse,;also harder to cure. 30 ‘The men who failed to under 30 years old. fAttention, young men wasting their youth! who the farms of Illinois are of; climb Mount Everest say that if the peak’ ever is reached it will be by men are |/ ed nook on deck is verily a happy hunting ground for a certain littl god. i All the world loves Dan. Cupid. Capt. Randall went even further and paid high honors to Dan, manufact- uring an appropriate flag to be dis played when Dan isited the ship. Onl, presidents, reigning monarchs’ “ane owners of ships “rate” such consid- eration. | In the course of a round trip to | Bremen, Capt. Randall raised Cupid’s flag ten times and announced ten en- gagements in what amounted to a serial love, story. Then, when he re- turned to New York, the, ship news reporter got-hold of the story. The advertising value is obvious. | Watch the would-be-wedded pick the | President Fillmore for European tra- | vel. It ought also to do a good busi- ness for pewly-weds who would find t. Randall:a kindly host to happy ‘victims of his co-commander, Dan Cupid—New York World. LEWIS MAY PICK MADISON “Iam not coming to Madison to write a picture of Madison people. I ‘am coming because I like the looks of the city and I am tired of living ‘in hotels.” Sinclair Lewis stepped out of a | Wis. and started to’ stroll through the capitol park- and: feed the squir. rels, just like other visitors and pick nickers. The noted’ author of “Main a while—cight months at least. home, Mr. Lewis has gone to Sauk Center, ther, also a physician. Thirty is not the deadline. But it, is‘the changing of the tide, the be-|cian’s life which he immoralized in| conferring ginng of old age. Few men notice “Main Street.” “My grandfather was! that they have a stomach until they! a physician and my father and bro- pass 30. Stomach is the body’s key-| ther are physicians.” wheel. Mr. Lewi: just back from Europe, ever they call them, in the harems | motor car, on, “Main Street” Madison, Street,” whose book has sold close ‘As a|to 300,000 copies, said he intends to > piece of mechanical near-perfection,! §° to Madison to make his home for} man’s ingenuity has never been able + to® create anything equal to Dobbin. Mr./ Lewis will return soon to select his Minn., to spend a few days with his father, who is a physician. He will | ‘tr then go to St. Cloud to visit a bro-, Surely come and not tarry.—Habak- “We have three generations of phy-!_ There : sicians,” Mr. Lewis said, when his ious in itself but it may be excced- attention was called to the physi- ingly ‘swectened by the manner of than our own during the coming 12 | months. It should not be the cause for gloating or boasting, but it should! stir profound gratitude in the heart | of every citizen, and it should make !the average man ashamed of discon- jtent. This year at least we should haye the most evenly distributed | prosperity and the greatest freedom |from actual want of any district on ‘the globe, Surely such a state is | worth claiming asa home. Surely |such a state should inspire the great-' est loyalty and the highest grade ‘of citizenship.—Fargo Forum, OPPORTUNITY FOR EQUALIZATION BOARD The State Board of Equalization consisting of the governor, the in- surance commissioner, the . state treasurer, the attorney general and ‘the commissioner of agriculture and labor will hold a most important | meeting in the month of August. The board is in control of the In- dependents this year, the first time since the League took over the ad- ministration of the state’s affairs. This. opportunity will no doubt be ‘seized upon by the Board of Equali- /zation to carry out as far as possi- | ble, the wishes of the tax payers of he state, in regard to a reduction of | taxes through the process of equaliz- ing values of various: kinds’ of pro- perty, Already hearings. haye been |,announced for ¢: tain railroad com- panies, telegraph ‘and telepHione com- 4 panies and on: August 45 ‘and, 16' the, \ board, will meet to consider questions |and classifications of geal, and per- | sonal property, owned,%y the re! | dents,.of the state and by private in- | dividuals, | It is claimed’ that a mea [lief can be hag. |* In 1919 Hig prope: te was assessed at three times "tts for- |mer valuation and the league state board added about 40. percent, mak-| ing the average assessment nearly 5 times that of any former year. That {rate of assessment was continued in! /1920 and 1921, The tax levies were ‘boosted the same as the assessments | and the other tax paying boards add- ed their, boost to the tax-levied on |valuations, The idea of the League experts in taxation matters was to squeeze, get all they could while the getting was good. ! The people of the state elected to ‘change this program and the new jboard of equalization will no. doubt \be guided by. the,,sentiment in the ‘recall, and will profit by the expe lence of the former administration OF course, certain present conditions ;where debts have been incurred, and jcontracts made, will have to be con? | sidered, but the board has a chance |to show its intentions for the wel-' fare of the tax burdened people of the state-—Jamastown Alert. —" oe ATHOUGHT |, > Write the vision and make it plait. on tables, that he may run that jreadeth it. For the vision is yet for the appointed time, but at the end ir shall speak and not lie; though i: wait for it; because it will | kuk 2:2-3, There is not any benefit so glor- ‘Seneca. » in a new safety essay contest all ’Failute is inevitable unless the; after spending more than a year in| teachers and children. 1 The man who blows his own horn is usually out of tune. The upkeep is the downfall when the outgo- exceeds the income. It takes a bathing suit to get in the social swim. ‘ADVENTURE OF" THE TWINS ~~ || ¢—_______+ By Olive Barton Roberts Gaddy Gobble-Turkey was asleep under a fence. ars, All day long he’d wandered up.and | down wheat ficlds and oat fields and all sorts of ficlds, stuffing out. his! sides and his tummy until he looked | like a large brown watermelon with two legs and a head. So now .in }the cool shade of, the|' wood-pile and right under a fence, he was dreaming. And like all folks who eat too much just before they go to sleep, he was having, night-| | mare, He dreamed he had turned into a guinea-fowl with little white dots all |™ over him. Gaddy didn’t like guinea-fowl. hated them. “Every time I try to go to sleep they start to screech like someone getting, a tooth pulled!” he com- ained to the other barnyarders. ‘And everybody agreed with him. Well, Gaddy went on dreaming i or rather nightmaring | He and: dreaming, and nightmaring. | Farmer Smith was white-washing the fence nearby. | By and by he came to the place where Gaddy . Gobble-Turkey was asleep, but. he didn’t see him. i lash;—sprinkle, splash went the VHC eeR right through the fence! and on Gaddy’s brown feathers, After awhile Gaddy woke up. “Oh, what an awful dream l've| had!” he said. | Suddenly he saw his back, looking like a piece of brown dotted swiss. | “Oh! Oh!” \he shricked, streaking ; off ¢o Dr. Snuffles’ house. “My! dream came true., Help!” But Dr. Snuffles, the fairyman doctor, saw the trouble at once. “Nancy and Nick, take this young gentleman to the creek and wash him,” was ‘all he said. But what do you think? He charged Gaddy a dollar! 1 (To Be Continued) (Copyright, 1922, NEA Service) o— _——- Today’s word is RECALCITRAN' It’s pronounced _re-kal with accent on the second It means—kicking back, kicking against anything, rejecting vehement ly, obstinately noncompliant, showing repugnance or opposition, refractory. It comes from a combination of the Latin prefix ‘re,” signifying, among other things, back or backward, and! the Latin word “calcitrare,” to kick; hence, to kick. back. : It’s used like this—“The recalci- trants, on’ both sides, have blocked all plans thus far, looking toward settlement of the rail and mine strikes.” Here lies the body of Barnabas Jones, Who bought a car for a hundred bones, National Automobile Chamber of It dropped apart on the second mile, there was almost hatred‘ fetween | Commerce:is offering $6,500 in prizes And Barney was slaughtered beneath them! the pile. —Chambersburg ‘Bulletin, (tabi ‘in the first place! o——___»]____ _.__ 4 TODAY’S WORD |: ——' , [head ever since.” = os zy Y "4 4 (i y' Sh u) SS yy ae \(Continued from. our last issue.) 3 “Wells is-an old fool!” Andrew continued. “I say, there is ngthing any of us can do for Roger; he'll $leep like a baby tonight and be alll right in the morning. I’m goitg but and I shan’t be back until late ‘put I'll take my key and I won't @isturb you if you'll tell Carter not put the chain on the door’ He strode heavily from the room ndjin another moment Miss |Drake hd fHobart followed +: ‘G's work for nothing to set the for them; they don’t hardly touch a thing!” Carter mourned, as he and-Miles cleared away the final debris of the meal. “I’m sure I don’t know, what’s come to this house, no#iwhere it’s: going to end!” “What's there to be scared of?” Miles*“asKed ‘stoutly © “I’ve seeu nothing: barring that fainting spell of Mr.Roger’s today. Is he often took like that?” i Carter shook his head. “Only once before and that was just a day or two after—after the constable brought Mr. Hobart honte when he'd been walking in his sleep.—That’s what you heard, ain’t it, William?” He asked the ques- tion with almost pathetic eager- ess. “No,” William replied bluntly. “If you want the truth I heard he was either drunk or crazy!” | “Not a thing had he touched that night, for I had the only set of keys solemnly. “‘l've yet lo see Mr, Ho-, bart-in liquor but I can’t say as much for Mr. Andrew! Mr. Andrew was a trial’to the rest of the fam- ily when he came back, though he’s toned down considerable, especially in his language. It was shocking to hear, William!” “T shouldn’t be surprised,” Miles observed. “Did he bring those fits, ‘back «with him’ too, from Aus- tralia?” ‘ j : “You mean what happéntd last Monday?” carter lowered his voice. “If you want to know my opinion from what I could get out of Ed- ward I think Mr. Andrew was shamming, though the Lord only knows why!” y Miles glanced sharply at the old man. but his tone was casual as he remarked: “He was playing a’ trick on Ed- ward, maybe, but there was no fake about Mr ‘Roger’s faint today.” “No, and as for Mr, Hobart, I’m glad he’s given up the stock mar- ket *before—before he lost every- thing, though sometimes I've wished that the money never came It was that that made all three of them act queer long ago, d though I almost for- ‘got about it in the years between, perhaps they've been wrong in the “How do you mean they acted queer when they came into their money?” asked Miles. “T-remember when the news came and thought they were excited; it struck me then that not one. of them! seemed really happy about it or even surprised. Mr. Hobart jscemed to think only of getting | back at other folks for all the years of hardship they'd been through; | getting rich by making other folks {poor! It gave me the shivvers to hear him. You would have thought that there was a death in the house!” continued Carter, “They didn’t talk to cach other any more’n they had to, didn’t scarcely look at each’ other and it seemed as though Mr. Andrew had ugly fits TSabel trander~ ©1922 NEA Service, Inc. to the wine cellar!” Carter asserted:-° would breakdown and go all ‘to pieces right out of a clear sky; only Mr. Hobart kept.a level head on his shoulders and all at once I noticed ‘that the hair at each side of his forehead was turning gray— and him only 23! But quiet years came after, and. comfortable ‘ones and I forgot, until this trouble now brought it all back to me” Y CHAPTER XIV. Like two housebreakers, Ser- geant Milbs-antl Scottic stble up the back stairs that night and halt- ed before the door’at the end of the hall. As he drew’ the skeleton key3 from his pocket Miles indicated the traces of wax which stilt adhered to the'lock, thefi whispered: Andrew! He wanted to get in here mighty bad, dia:’t he?” “ Scottie nodded, not trusting him- self to speak, and his companion oiled the lock and’ key-tiole care- fully before setting to work. He made no noige but .the minutes dragged out interminably while the other watched and listened tensely for a possible interruption, The key clicked faintly in the lock and the door swung slowly inward. “Wait till I close the door,” Miles commanded; ‘then as a tiny light gleamed ont.: “Good! There’s a bolt on the inside and we can’t be surprised. Andrew may come home at any time and I have a hunch that he'll try to. finish then what, he started. this_afternoon.” “It looks as though he'd made @ ijity orp dou oN Ie estruc- jof ‘temper that he’d never showed |before and other times Mr. Roger -each other, but I have seen small EVERETT TRUE BY CONDO | OIL FOR TROUBLED WATERS | | tion was his object,” Scottie com- mented dryly a3 the rapier-like| thrust of light played about the lense blackness of the room. “May the de’il take us if we're not in a museum!” They were in a huge, low-ceil- inged room which had evidently been long unused for human occu- pancy. On the left trunks and packing cages of all shapes and sizes were heaped pell-mell with broken hasps. From their, depths 1. heterogeneous mass of relics and manuscripts had been scattered in all directions. Haughty, though fragmentary idols and humble. cooking pots, fearsome weapons, bits of crumbled | carving, and among them all rolli after roll of. ancient parchment to- gether. with notebooks of a more modern day, Scottie approached a long, metal- lined box and after one glance within promptly retreated, “It's. a mummy!”, Miles gazed briefly. down at the small, tightly | swathed form and then turned in- differently away. “If Andrew found what he was looking for this after- noon, we are wasting our time, but I don’t think he was successful: Those notebooks must contain the result of years of study and classi- fication and see how the pages are torn out and scattered about!” “Then it was. writing that An- drew was after, and modern writing at that, for he’s only thrown the parchments aside!” Scottie gath- ered up a handful of the~ loose sheets and examined them criti- cally. P “But what was he looking for? That’s what we've got to find out. What would Roger have written and ‘carried all around the world with him that his brother would want badly enough to steal? Mr. Wells told me that the three broth- ers were devotedly attached to evidence of affection on. Andrew's part for any of them.” “Do you see. all these odd caskets |of metal and carved bone?” Scottie {was playing his torch over the an- | cient relics which littered the floors “Perhaps We can find one or two that hasn't been broken open.” It was long past midnight when they desisted at last and Miles re- marked, with a: shrug: “T guess we'd better give it up, old man, If there wag anything here bearing on our problem An- drew must have made off with it, after all.” Scottie suppressed a sneeze hero- ically as the dust which still float- ed in the air assailed his nostrils, and replied in a strangled voice: “The mould of the ages is eating into my lungs and there's a musty, spicy reek from that mummy—” The mummy! Miles struck his hands together softly. “It’s the one place we never thought of, Scottie! We're not beaten yet!” . He darted over to the long coffin- like caso and his companion fol- lowed somewhat reluctantly. “The—the person doesn’t appear to have been disturbed since the | Pyramids were built,” he ventured. “What are you about, lad? You're never going to undress it!” “It’s Peruvian, not Egyptian; don’t you see the inscription?” re- sponded Miles in a quick, excited whisper. “Moreover, the wrap- pings about the head and breast have been unwound within a very few years at most and then re- placed!” Miles inserted his hand with in- finite care beneath the displaced fabric which covered the shrunken, flint-like breast and drew forth a slender roll of parchment. Scottie hastily returned his unwelcome burden to its original position and strode around the case to stare over his friend’s shoulder at the discov- ery “It's in figure writing!” he ex- claimed disgustedly as the roll un- wound “You'd never be able to read it and it would do you no good if you did! I’ve. no doubt it’s a prayer. Put it back, Owen, it's defying Providence—" “Defying your grandmother!” Miles interrupted. “This message is in Egyptian hieroglyphics, Scot- tie. I know that much!—Egyptian picture writing in the wrappings of a Peruvian mummy!—Get me a piece of that parchment from the floor, will you?” Scottie complied and held both his torch and that of his companion while the latter compared the tex- ture of the scrolls. At length he drew a quick breath and faced the older man with shining eyes. “I can’t read a word of it as you say, but by the Lord Harry I think we've got it! There are professors in town whé can decipher it for us and be depended upon to hold their tongues afterward, and we'll see that it reaches one of them tomor- row!” “But it can’t be what Andrew was looking for!” Scottie expostulated. “He certainly cannot translate heiro—what you said!” “Nor would he have known that it was what he wanted if he had found it!” retorted Miles, “Can’t you see, old man? © That was the intention of the person who placed it there. It is something that had to be preserved and yet must be undecipherable to anyone not 4 student of Egyptiology.” Miles stowed papyrus and parch- ment carefully in his pocket Switching off their torches they stole from the room, but as Miles relocked the door behind them his companion seized his. arm. “Do you hear that?” Scottie’s husky whisper breathed in his ear. “Someone’s up, and there’s.a wee streak of light coming from that Toom at/the front. Whose is it?” “Hobart’s,” whispered Miles in reply. “Flatten yourself against the wall and walk as lighty as you can; we're going to look into this!” Foot by foot they crept along the hall until they neared Hobart’s door, and then halted as though transfixed, for the voice of Miss Drake, trembling and charged with long pent-up emotion, came to the listeners’ ears. “It is no use! If we were the only ones concerned I would have kept this from you but it shall not be visited upon, the next genera- tion! I know the truth, Hobart! T have always known!” (Continued in our next issue.) r UNUSUAL FOLK : By NEA Service Milwaukee, Wis., July 28.—“Ballad King,” with hundreds of songs to his credit, and yet he cannot read or write a line of music. That is Charles. K. Harris, composer of “AY- ter the Ball,” “Break the News to Mother,” “Always in the Way,” “I’m Wearing My Heart Away for You,” “Hello, Central, Give. Me Heaven,” and many other ballads which have swept the nation. Though he knows nothing of the technical side of-mu- sic, many tunes float through Har- ris’ mind. Harris hums them aloud to a musician, who transfers them to paper. When Harris first started writing songs, he had a hard time disposing of them. Then he conceived “After the Ball” and his name and fame were made. He believes the pathetic, true-to- life songs are the ones that will en- dure. Jazz, which he describes as “nothing more than the manifesta- tions of wild, turbulent spirits that were pent up during the late World War,” cannot last long, he says. THE “MOTHER OF MEDICINE” Isis, the Queen and afterwards the Goddess, was called the “Mother of Medicine.” In ancient Egypt, centur- ies before Christ, women were skill- ed in medicine. They knew the great value of medicinal plants; Hippocrates, the “Father of Medi- ” many centuries later, knew loss of the merit of vegetable drugs than did the women of ancient times. Lydia E. Pinkham, nearly fifty years ago, gave to women her Veg- etable Compound, now known every- where as Lydia E. Pinkham’s Veg- | i etable Compound. This is a wo- | man’s medicine for woman's ail- ments, prepared from medicinal plants. ne