The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, October 24, 1922, Page 4

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Most of it grew out of an extreme degree of pessimism upon the part cf individuals, who fancied the difficulties met were greater than those which have been found in any other agricultural region. it went home and deft its effect upon many living in distant places, but it did not keep the residents of south-| hvestern Nerth Dakota from plugging ahead with all of their lold faith. While pessimists have spread these stories south- western North Dakota has gone ahead. The $2,000,000 Missouri river bridge project, the greatest | step in the development of North Dakota in a score of years, has been dedicated. The New Salem Dairy Circuit has won acclaim far be- yond the borders of the state and other circuits formed in Western North Dakota indicate show the progress being made; in southwestern North Dakota in dairying is not exceeded in lany part of the state. The largest coal mines in the state are found in south- lwestern North Dakota, and it is to them that people in every part of North Dakota are looking for fuel this winter. Within a period of a very few weeks $200,000 worth of cattle was shipped from the Killdeer branch line to Chicago. Agricultural College reports show that better and more wheat was raised this year in western North Dakota than in the Red River valley. The Dickinson Normal school has shown increased en- rollment in a section we thave been told was too poverty stricken to permit parents sending their children to college. Thcusands of bushels of grain and large sums of money have been collected in southwestern North Dakota for the relief of sufferers in famine-stricken Russia. There is abundant reason for the people of southwestern North Dakota to be proud of the region in which they live. The facts cught to be spread. And if the Missouri Slope Press and Development Association, to be organized next week, can coordinate the activities of the editors and busi- ness men of the area in a sane campaign of fact-telling it will accomplish a great deal for southwestern North Dakota and every individual living in the region. ~ CRIME Today, between 700 and 1000 Americans are. being sent to prison. That is the daily average. | It startles you. More startling is this, from former Gov- ernor Martin G. Brumbaugh of Pennsylvania: “Seventy-one per cent of all the criminals now confined in institutions throughout the United States are of juvenile age.” Braumbaugh blames “lack of proper physical training of children while they are attending school.” Physical training makes clean bodies, which in turn makes clean minds and moral character. Gynmasiums and outdoor sports, outlets for excess nervous energy, are the best “re- formatories.” : MOVIES -A brilliant future is predicted for the movies, provided they stop imitating the theater. Prediction is made by Dr. George Pierce Baker, Harvard’s professor of dramatic liter- ature. The movies will grow better with time, As in other things, long-range ¢volution cannot be hastened. This much can-be said, though, on behalf of the movies: In 20 years! they have made more progress than the legitimate stage! made in 20 centuries. i The movie is a baby, precocious for its age, though often; stupid. | = DRAFT : Colonel Ruggles, chief of the army techincal staff, talks to-the American Mining Congress and makes this peculiar suggestion: - In the next war, don’t stop at drafting soldiers. ‘Draft all stay-at-homes who are physically and mentally compe- tent, from day laborer, to.banker. Draft, also, dollars—fac-| tories and other business organizations. Take them over. | Freeze prices. Freeze profits. Tf Colonel Ruggles’ plan were adopted in advance there wouldn’t be any “next war.” 3 FAILURE | Germany tried the experiment of drafting dollars and| .to make sacrifices for the common good, all the dreamers fate for us.—New York Times. . i * ADVENTU ; Wiil Give Thanks | EDITORIAL REVIEW | | THE SEARCH FOR NEW PARTIES : The idea of a Coaliton Government seems to be spread- ing from Great Britain to the United States, Singu'ar echoes of AUSTEN CHAMBERLAIN’S recent speech are heard here. He urged the getting together of all moderate, sober- minded and property-owning Englishmen, irrespective of their former party affiliations, to resist the common enemy —the British Labor Party. Similar exhortations come from various Americans. Their position at present amounts to| little more than a pious aspiration. It would be such a fine, thing if all the conservatives could ve rallied into one partyj| all the radicals into another, and then the issue be fought; out once for all. On the ways and means of bringing absut | this desirable consummation, they are conveniently vague. | At the other extreme a similar demand is made. Little’ groups of men and women violently dissatisfied with both | the leading political parties, while also disgusted with the} Socialist Party for not having done better at the polls even with their aid, occasionally raise their shrill clamor for a} new party. It seems so easy to them to create one’ out of hand, and to make it perfect from the start. It would con-! tain, by definition, all the forward-looking, all the-true lovers | of liberty, a'l the sympathetic spirits that call upon the rest of dreams and see-ers of visions. These impatient innovators do not aprear to take kind- ly, strange as it may seem, to the new party just born in this city as if for the express purpose of satisfying their hunger. The American Labor Party, as explained by its founders, is to be a fine blend of the old Socialist and Farm- er-Labor organizations, with such new ingredients thrown in as can be picked up along the road. One would suppose’ that this movement would be hailed by our once young and, still immature revolutionaries. Perhaps their coldness. to- ward it is due to the frank statement of Mr. Hillquit that} it cannot expect to weild decisive political power in this) country before 1928. This is fatal in the eyes of\our up-! setters in a hurry. They cry for a great popular uprising | which wi!l sweep away the rotten old jarties right away, or, at least not later than the day after tomorrow. ‘ i To the extremists of both wings our sprightly contem-| porary, The Villager, addresses a sensible and needed word | of reproof and instruction. It warns them that new parties} never have been and cannot now be orgenized ‘‘merely’’ on| the basis of. sufficient) general “discontents with the old.” | More than dislike and revolt are necessary.’ A political par- | ty, even when it, grows up apparently by accident, must have a unifying idea or set of ideas, a kind of common faith | and purpose. Without them it woud be only a chance col-} lection of discordant elements, like'y to fly apart at the first | collision with hard realities. We had in 1912 the apparent sudden creation overnight of a powerful new party. But the seeds of death were in it from the first, and as soon as the dominant personality of Mr. Roosevelt ceased to fur-| nish a centripetal force dissolution and disintegration set | in. One great reason why a new party cannot be set up by the men who are talking so much about doing it is that they would be the first to fly into passionate disagreement with their colleagues, and to denounce the new organization as wildly as the old, so soon as they found out that they could | not take charge of it. The old and plain truth is that neat little classifications of men and women do not go in politics. However delightful it would be to have your own rarty all made up of angels, the thing cannot be done. The more enterprising angels would find the society too dull to be endured, and would be slipping away to try the excitements of the diabolical party. Moreover, devils disguised as angels of light would be;all the while intruding themselves into the party of the wise| and good. Such a hard and fast division; such a grouping | of voters by rigid labels of conservative and radical, is both | impossible and undesirable. We cannot have it; and it would: be a bad thing for us if we could. No political party can be| run as a nice little tight. little island where no one is allow-! ed unless he is of the same mind with the majority. Politi-| cal life and progress depend upon the constant mixing and| contact of diverse e!ements. So it always has been in thei past, and so far as can be seen the future holds the same ' \ | | New England, N. D., Oct, 24.—A| day of thanksgiving and prayer will be observed by the people of this dis- | trict Sunday, Oct. 29, to pay homage to the Divine Providence which heard their prayers of May 28th and sent the greatest wheat and grain crop in the history of farming in this aren. This actions was taken by a group of business men and farmers. Last May 28 Catholics, Lutherans, and people of all creeds and sects ‘united in one common prayer service | for bountiful rains, and the rains | came after four years of drought. Sunday there will be joint service with ‘every pastor and priest, taking part in prayer, sermon, and singing of hymns. The committee in charge of arrangements included M. H. El-| liott, W..S. Jones, Herman Zachow, E. J, Freeman, M. J Connolly, Henry Melaas, H, A. Borcherding, and P. F. Schmidt, who represent various churches, and include merchants, far- By Olive Barton Roberts Nancy and Nick landed Humpty Dumpty Star. The journey had been quite easy, for all they was to make a wish, and whiz, wiff!, There they were on a nice bright, shiny star all flat on top and with a big castle in the middle. it The Twins looked around curious- ly. A road led ‘up and down and over a hill and through a valley and across a bridge, but no one was in sight. f Nancy and Nick, followed, the road and by and by they came:to-a high stone wall. Still no one “Was in sight. But: suddenly, they, came face to facewith the most curious person. It was an egg, my dears, but with arms and legs and a face. Without so much as a “hello” it started to talk. “Isn’t that the silliest piece!” it on the remarked. mers, editors, professional men, “What piece?” asked Naney curi- pe, and others, ously. — —— “The . one that goes ‘Humpty INCORPORATIONS Dumpty sat on a wall.’ Don't you! Articles of incorporation filed think it’s silly?” | “No,” answered Nancy. | “Nether do I,” said Nick. “Well, it is just the same,” said with the Secretary of State include: Northwestern’ State Bank of Saw- yer; capital stock $15,000; incorpo’ ators, Edward S, Lee, Minneapoli stay-at-home civilians. It helped her hold out a little longer.| In the long run, it couldn’t stave off defeat. : | Now that the war has been over nearly four years, it is} dawning cn many minds that Germany wasn’t alone in losing | the war.. Every participant lost it. Nobody really won it, | for nobody’s gain equaled the counteracting ‘losses.| True of | mést wars. Wise George Bernard Shaw summed it all up in| 1914 when, asked who’d win the war, he answered, “Who won the San Francisco earthquake?” eae Se ae POETS 2 Great poets come from ‘the country or small towns, says, Taft, Chicago ‘sculptor, because their “imagination is cul-) tivated by the lack of. the jiggling movie show of the cities.” | . Still, the great poets came from’ farm and village before! tle <ities had movies. Explanation involves more than! movies. | # Poetry, like art, is an imitation of nature: And: the: city | is;as far removed from nature as the dull minds of men can! make it. That’s why beautiful characters are scarcer in cities than close to the soil. City life is as destructive of beduty and character as cancer is deadly to the body. 4 if you like foolishness: Cabarets open all night are the latest things in New York. 4 It seems that the man who names Pullmans names apart- ments also. the egg, “and P'lt tell you why. In the first place I'm Humpty Dumpty! And in the second place, when I fell off the wall, I didn’t get hurt. Peter Kulaas, Minot; John K. Borg, Crosby. Gackle Realty Co. Kulm; capital stock $80,000; incorporators, Martin “But the poem says—” began | W. Gackle, Otto Gackle, John G. Gac- Nancy. kle, Gottfried Gackle, Kulm; Geo. | “Yes, I know what it says,” inter- | Gackle Sr., Minncapo | rupted Humpty Dumpty. “I know] ‘ eed | _ Some suppose Hebrew to have been the language spoken by Adam. all about it. That’s why it’s silly. Itj says that all the king's horses | and all the king’s men couldn't put { me together again. Now dozsn’t it? Foxes, as a rule, are very spitefui. | Do you know why?” j “No,” answered the Twins. QUIT TOBACCO The Twins were so astonished “Because I don't. break; Humpty Dumpty. “i fell that they forgot to ask about Moth-|50 Easy to Drop Cigarette, er Goose's broom. ‘ Cigar, or Chewing Habit aughed into a feather-bed.” ——© o—_____________—_--. | A THOUGHT | e—_—__________-—_-@ God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love. humanity--Goethe . Common sense is the genius of | and ef a sound mind—Il_ Timothy 1:7, break the costly, nerve-shattered tc bacco habit. Wheaever you have a longing for a smoke or chew, just piace a harmless No-To-Bac tablet your mouth instead. All desire stops. ken, and you are better off mentally, physically, financially. It’s so easy, so simple. Get a box of No-To-Bac jand if it, doesn’t release you from. all craving for tobacco in any form, The inhabitants of Lapland are the| your druggist will refund your joerc people in Europe. money without question. Adv. reer -- No-To-Bac has helped thousands tu | Shortly the habit is completely bro-| | THE BUSY MAN’ TS SS LOYD GEORGE “HARD FoR HIS COMING BATTLE tas Posiforn ON THE MATTER ROBERT W. CHAMBERS ©1022. GEORGE HK DORAN COMDANY BEGIN HERE TODAY The savage fight for :possession of the priceless Flaming Jewel had twice brought the beautiful EVE STRAYER near death \that day and ‘now the gem rested under her pillow in the rough hunting camp in the Adirondacks. ‘The gem was first stolen. from the refugee COUNTESS OF ESTHONIA by the great international thief, QUINTANA, and later stolen | from Quintana by MIKE CLINCH, who brought: the gem to, America and hoarded it as ‘the sole means of giving Eve “the education of a lady.” Around Clinch’s Dump raged a murderous battle between rival fac- tions. “Clinch and_his men had sworn'to wipe out Quintana’s gang. Guarding. Eve was the man she loved, STATE TROOPER STORMONT. With Clinch was JAMES DARRAGH, known as HAL SMITH, who had sworn to re- store the gem to the beggared countess. In a fight, Smith kills 'Salzar, one of ‘Quintana’s gang, and then sets out for Clinch’s cabin. CHAPTER I Before midnight Smith struck the hard forest, Here there was no trail at ‘all, only spreading outerop of rock under dying leave ‘Ahead’ of him, somewhere in dark- ness—but how far he did not know— Quintana and his people were mov- ing swiftly on Clinch’s Dump. It may have been an hour later— two hours, perhaps—when from far ahead .in the forest came 2 sound— EVERETT TRUE - NOX PoP- ere Vox MAGNAVOXK S3e (IT ACU SIMMERED Down TO A CASE or “CAVIAT GMPTORY MR. TRUG, THIS AS ALC ., the faint clink of a shod’ heel on rock, Now, Smith unslung his pack, placed it between two rocks where laurel -grew. Salzar’s red bandanna was still wet,jbut he tied it across his face, ; leaving his eyes exposed, The dead | | man’s hat fitted him. His own hat and the extra torch he dropped into his basket-pack. Ready, ‘now,'ihe moved swiftly forward, trailing his rifle. And ‘very soon it became plain to him that the people ahead were moving with- out much caution, evidently fearing no unfriendly ear or-eye in that sec- tion of the wilderness. To keep in touch with them Smith hastened his pace until he drew near enough to hear the low murmur of, their voiges. They were traveling in single file; he had a glimpse of them against the ghostly radiance ahead. Indeed, so near had he approached that he could hear the heavy, labored breath- ing of the last man in the file—some laggard who dragged his fect, plod- ding on doggedly, panting, mutter- ing. Probably the man was Sard. Already the forest in front was in- vaded by the misty radiance from the clearing. Through the trecs star- light glimmered on water. The per- fume of the open land grew in the night air—the scent of grass, the smell) of still water of sedgy shores. Lying flat behind :a-r Smith could see. them a and tbe log, 1 now— BY CONDO BUT, OF CouRSG6, "INTER NOSS! You, KNOW. L DON'T WOERSTAND WSRE BOTH ve acatwst tv. ! Say (tT Weta ELECTION not solve the problem before him. dew-wet, ‘door. “Jack!” she cried in a terri- TUESDAY, OCTOBER 24, 1922 S NEWSPAPER | FGA /,\N TRAINING AS spectral shapes against the light. There were five of them at the for- est’s edge, They seemed to know what was to be done and how to do it. Two went down among the ferns and stunted willows toward the west shore of the pond; two sheered off to the southwest, shoulder deep in black- berry end sumac. The fifth man waited for a while, then ran down; across the open pasture. Scarcely had he started when Smith glided to the wood’s edge, crouched, and looked down, Below stood Clinch’s Dump, plain in the starlight, every window dark. To the west the barn loomed, huge with its ramshackle outbuildings , straggling toward the lake. Straight down the slope toward the barn ran the fifth man of Quintana’s gang, and disappeared among the outbuildings. ; Smith crouched, listened, searched the starlight with intent eyes, and waited, eee gee Until something happened he could He could be of no use to Eve Strayer and to Stormont until he found out what Quintana was going to do. He could be of little use anyway unless he got into the house, where two rifles might hold out ugainst five. i There was no use in trying to get to Ghost Lake for assistance. He felt that whatever was about to hap- pen would come with a rush. It would be all over before he had gone five minutes. No; the only thing to do was to stay where -he was. ‘As for his pledge to the little Grand Duchess, that was always in his mind. Sooner or later, somehow, he was going to make good his pledge. He knew that Quintana and his gang were here to find the Flaming Jewel, Had he not’ encountered Quin- tana, his own errand had been the same. For Smith had started for Clinch’s prepared to reveal himself to|Stormont, and then, masked to the ‘eyes—and to save Eve from a broken heart, and Clinch from States ‘Prison —he had meant to. rob the girl at pistol point. It was the only way to save Clinch; the only way to save th2/ pride of this blindly loyal girl. For} the arrest of Clinch meant ruin to both, and Smith realized it thorough- y. A slight sound from one of the} out-houses—a sort of wagon-shed—- attracted his attention. Through the frost-lighted rag-weeds he peered in- tently, listening. After a few moments:a faint glow appeared in the shed. There was 2 erackling noise. The glow grew pinker. CHAPTER IIL Inside Clinch’s house Eve awoke | with a start. Her ears were filled with a strange, rushing crackling | noise. A rosy glare danced and shook outside her windows. The girl tore open her bedroom “The barn’s on fire!’” God!” he said, “—my tied voice. “Good horse!” He had already sprung from his chair outside her door. Now he ran downstairs, and she heard bolt and chain clash at the kitchen door and his spurred boots land on the porch. “Oh,” she whimpered, snatching a blanket wrapper from a peg and struggling into it. “Oh, the poor horse! Jack! Jack! I’m coming to help! Don’t risk .your life! I’m.com- ing—I’m coming—” Terror clutched her as she stum- bled downstairs on bandaged feet. | As she reached the door a great} flare of light almost blinded her. | “Jack!” And at the same instant she saw | him struggling with three masked | men in the glare. of the ‘wagon-shed | ‘| self. {went sparking. from her asasilant’s face, recognized Quintana, hurled her very body at him, eyes flaming,, small teeth bared. Two other men laid hold. In an-} | other moment she had tripped Quin-} tana, and all four fell, rolling over tand over down the short flight: of stairs, landing in the kitchen, still * fighting. 4 | Here, in darkness, she wriggled out, somehow, leaving her blanket wrapped in their clutches, In an- | other instant she was up the stairs | again, only to discover that the rifle was gone, | The red glare from the wagon- {house lighted her bedroom; she sprang inside and bolted the door. | Her chamois jacket with its loops | full of cartridges hung on a peg. She got into it, seized her rifle and ran to the window just as two masked men, pushing Stormont be- fore them, entered the house by the kitchen way. Her own door was resounding witn kicks and blows, shaking, shivering | under the furious impact of boot and rifle-butt. She ran to the bed, thrust her hand under the pillow, pulled out the case containing the Flaming Jewel, and placed it in the breast pocket of her shooting jacket. The blows upon her. bedroom door ‘had ceased; there came a loud trampling, the sound of excited voices; Quintana’s sarcastic tones. Then Stormont’s voice, clear an j quiet: “What are you doing here? | If you've a quarrel with Clinch, he’s not here. There’s only a young girl in this house.” “I know thees packet is concel in thees house. Peaceably, if possible, I would recover my property... . If she refuse—” Another pause. “Well?” inquired Stormont, coolly. “Ah! It is ver’ painful to say. Alas, Senor Gendarnie, I mus’ have my property. ... If she refuse, then I mus’ sever one of her pretty fingers. ... An’ if she still refuse— I sever her pretty. fingers, one by one, until—” “You know what would happen to you?” interrupted Stormont, in a voice that quivered in spite of him- “I take my chance. Senor Gen- darme, she is within that room. If you are her frien’, you shall adyise her to return to me my property.” After another silence: “Eve!” he called sharply. She placed her lips to the door: “Yes, Jack.” He said: “There are five masked men out here who say that Clinch robbed them and they are here to re- cover their property....Do you know anything about this?” “I know they lie. My father is not a thief....I have my rifle and plenty of ammunition. I shall kill every man who enters this room.” For a moment nobody stirred or spoke. Then. Quintana strode to the bolted door and struck it with the butt of his. rifle. “You,in there,” he said in a men- acing voice, “—you listen once to | me! You open your door and come out. I give you one minute!” He struck the door again: “One minute, senorita!—or I cut from your frien’, here, the hand from his right arm!” There was a deathly silence, Then the sound of bolts. The door opened. Slowly the girl limped forward, still wearing the hunting jacket over her night-dress. (Contiued in Our Next Issue) This is hunting time. little dear is a little bare. Singers in London heard in New York must have a stronk bass. The early bird gets the worm. So does the chestnut. Holland is broke, so holes in cheese may be-made larger. Politicians who go from side to side don’t get far ahead. Years ago they gob the buggy and Now they get the auto and go parking. Now is:the time for father to paste on his wallet “Not to be open- ed before Christmas.” It is unlawful to shoot a landlord unless he wears a mask. The Turk’s Sunday comes on Fri- lday, putting them two days ahead of us in their. golf. eiither forks ‘or They need one “Miners use shovels”—headline. of these etiquette Books. Thick fur on animals means | a leold winter for all and a hot 1923 summer for the women. The auto which tarned turtle was not going like a turtle. Do you know what is paved with good intentions? Well, that is what streets are that arc paved only with good intentions. \ Smal Fashion note: Coal dealers are wearing diamonds. Only three were bagged in one Michigan hunt. Three hunters. There are fifteen million phone numbers in ‘this country and still the things are hard to forget. East is east and west is west, and. when the twain meet at football afire. His rifle stood in the corridor out- side her door. With one bound she| was on the stairs again. There came, the ctash and ‘splinterof wood and | glass from the kitchen, and a man| with a handkerchief over his face | caught her on the landing. | Twice she wrenched herself loose and her fingers almost touched Stor- | mont’s rifle; she fought like a cor-| nered lynx, tore the handkerchie? there is an awful mess. In Boston, a man asks cause she let men kiss not feed her on onions? divorce be- her. Why In Chicago, mediums are deliver- ing spirit messages, all of which seem to come “collect.” The dollars that run the govern- ment also run the taxpayers. e eek RY ae