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'! . ‘Two years ago many forgot to vote on the official paper and The Tribune takes this opportunity to remind every voter not to'fail to vote on this important matter after voting for the candidates for the various offices. ‘The Tribune can give a six day service to the voters of the county which facilitates public business. By. voting for The Tribune you vote to bring these official notices to your own door each evening. You also vote to place this public business where it will be read by the greatest number in the county. May /we not have your vote and support Nov. 7? RADIO FUTURE : A New York City department store has just sold 350 “Western Electric receiving and broadcasting stations” at $495 apiece. This was at a special sale. The outfits are described as ‘Built for the-U. S. navy. Adopted by the U. S. government as standard. Now in successful use on government ships. Sets that have never been used.” This is a history-making ‘event. It is the forerunner of best-grade radio at alow price. ‘~. The ad offering these sets for $495 says “the estimated cost of producing these sets today is $1565, and the estimate is conservative.” 5 The production cost, however, will be reduced eventually. Gheap radio of the best grade is inevitable: . Remember, ‘watches were-almost prohibitive in price to the average man until Ingersoll set out to make them for a dollar. So were autos, until Henry Ford put on his thinking-cap. “> Another prophetic vision of radio’s future comes from Wellesley, Mass., where Roger Babson, business expert, backs | a movement to build a “wireless. community church.” = In this church, at different hours each Sunday, religious services for all denominations will be conducted by radio. For instance, Baptists would get their service 10 to 11 in the morning, then would follow hours for Methodists, etc. ~: What Babson has in mind is eventually a national radio service by which isolated communities will get the best music and the best preaching available. ant t| The services will be picked up in the homes by other mil- lions of people, when high-grade radio outfits become cheap. Man’s greatest invention is the art of communication. Its first form was speech. People began coming out of their separate and individual and congregated in small settlements as soon as they were able to trade ideas and disarm each other’s suspicions by changing words. : Writing was the next great invention, enabling people to communicate over long ‘distances, without coming face to; face. Then came printing. With it, the germ of real civiliza- ion. Next was the telegraph, evolved from the primitive sys- tem of communicating long distances by relays of tom-toms or puffs from beacon fires. ‘ The telephone crowded close on the heels of the telegraph. Now it’s radio. » The next step may be mental telepathy. g YOUTH The celebrated dancer, Isadora Duncan, believes that children should not be sent to school béfore they are 10 or 12. A large percentage of children hever live to maturity, so let. them stay home, play happily and be enjoyed by their parents. So runs Isadora’s theory. { Things worked backward in this existence. Too bad, we cannot all be rich in youth when we can enjoy life, and let work come in the dull days after youth takes flight. DEATH » People on the average now die at 55. And the duration of human life averages eight years longer than it was 20 years ago. Z This is good news from Dr. E. H. Emerson of Columbia University. He makes great promises for the future. Don’t expect too much. :; The average human life has been lengthened — largely by cutting the death rate among children, especially babies. But among people who reach maturity, death still comes at about the same age as in the old days. : WATER < It’s against the law to drink water in Lithuania, reports Dr. J. C. L. Seymour of South Boston, jut returned from abroad. The bars arg running wide open and prices almost shamefully low. -. Water is banned because of: germ contamination, follow- | ing the war. This, however, will not kill a wet’s joy fact that somewhere over the horizon it’s water, water, that’s the target of prohibition. LUXURY : A hundred years ago this month Americans were amazed by. the incredible news, brought by slow mail, that the fam- ous Covent Garden Theater in London had been remodeled to, provide a lounging lobby “heated by a stove.” The audience could flock out between acts and get warm, which was considered ‘rare luxury in those days. j The luxuries of a century ago are inconveniences today. Life ig getting softer and people are softening with it. rx the fire- not n EDITORIAL REVIEW Comments reproduced in this column may or may not express the opinion of The Tribune, They are presented here ir order that our readers may have both sides || of important issues which are || || being discussed in the press of |] the day, | THE NEXT WAR ! Terrible though it is, the picture lof the next war drawn by Will Ir- | {win in hig book and his lecture is ‘true. So is his deduction that that ‘appalling next war will inevitably come unless civilization organizes against it, sets up a reign of law in the world, .and creates an interna- tional power capable of checking jit in its beginnings. Both the char- lacter of the next war, and the’ fact that it can only be averted by or- against it, are as clearly le and as inescapable ag the} zing sun on a clear moon, j | Hither the world will organize |against war before war comes, or |the shattered, tered remnants | of i groping | ! edly in the ruins of its world ; ‘s jafter its next war, will org: {hopelessly, against yellow dor |tion. And if yellow domination ; ‘comes, it will be because it deserves | to come, and because white civiliza- | | tion, by its folly, has deserved to! | pass from the world’s stage. | ; All the rules of civilized warfare |—?ules against killing women and | ; children, rules against cruel and! |inhuman methods of warefare—are ; |wone forever. They began to g0| two weeks after the World war be-| (gan, and they fell one after another | | It is useless to build them up again, | jfor they will fall again, Interna-| tional anarchy such ag made the} {late war and will make the next, if it is not succeeded by the reign} aw, makes it impossible to main-| jsain them. | | War now is not armies against’ but peoples against peoples. iw and little children are in as/ | great danger as soldiers. It is| | possible, now, with such fiendish | | devices as Ley e gas to wipe out | whole populations. The inventor lof this terrible weapon guarantees |that with a dozen airplanes, con- |trolled by wireless and loaded with jdeavh bombs, he can in a nigat wipe; jout every vestige of animal and [vecctable life in any great city. jarm Warfare with disease germs was, jon the verge of being used in this; jwar; it will be applied in the next ‘war, | ! All the glamor and glory and}. } romance are gone out of war. ,All |the profit has gone out of it. Only jdeath and dirt and filth and woe! jand misery and ruin and chaos re-} jmain in it. The mind of man has} ;made a Frankenstein’s monster} (Continued From Our Last Issue) |that, unless it is first destroyed, | CHAPTER IIL | will destroy mankind. It can only | eT ae eee be destroyed by organizing against} Always Clinch’s little pale, eyes it, Failure to organize against it|Se#tched the forest twilight in, front will be the suicide of civilization, | Pf himi not a falling leat eseaped America must not only participate im; not delays ipmunk, in that organization; it should} The slightest noise behind him. lead it. « 'He waited, turned slowly. ‘Eve | “Will Irwin is not a sentimentalist,! stood there. : ‘nor a dreamer. He is a.calm, un-| Hell died in his pale eyes’ as sha excited newspaper reporter with allj came to him, rested silently in his the cynicism that comes of famili-| gentle embrace, returned his kis ©1022 GEORGE KR arity with men and movements andj laid her flushed, sweet cheek against’ motives. He saw ‘the late war as/his unshaven face. / jfew men did. He got under the! “Dad, darling?” skin of world conditions. He has| ay, skin ¢ : ! es, my baby—” jbeen behind the scenes. He tails! “you're watching to kill”'Qui | he saw, and s ‘tana. But there’s no use watching inevitable. What he tells, redi-| jble as it may seem, is truth. What} he forecasts, appaling as it sounds, | is familiar commonplace in every military headquarters in the world.' | Mankind must destroy war, or) war will destroy mankind. The : \only possible way to doit is to of-! «pag, he's gone. But ite lganize against it. If the late war,’ dont matter, See here!” She due! | through which forty million human: her slender hand into her bronchess: jbeing perished, was not lesson! pocket and pulled out a little fistful ! ‘enough to bring about that organ-j of eoms. ization, then the world will get, inj Clinch, his powerful arm closing the mext war, a lesson severe/ her shoulders, looked duly at the enough to convince —if there is| jewels, lanybody left to be convinced —Du-|" “you see, dad, there’s no use kill- jluth Herald. ing Quintana. These are the things ee he robb yi fu THE MILL AND ELEVATOR OPEN|"“«sraiet Shem’ that matter. | The North Dakota mill and ele- Im glad you got ’em. I allus want- vator have now been opened, in-|ed you should be a great lady, augurating a new experiment in/ girlie. Them’s the tickets of adm | governmental activities not only in! sion. You put ’em in your pants. North Dakota but in the éntire na-|/T gotta stay here a spell.” tion. “Dad! Take them!” Concerning the wisdom of this} He took them smiled, | undertaking hot debate has raged| them into his pocket, |since it was first suggested. This| “What is it, girlie?” he asked ab- | difference of opinion still exists! sently, his pale eyes searching the |and will continue until the enter-| woods ahead. |prise has been thoroughly tried} “I’ve just told you,” she said, | out. “that the boys went in| as far as | To attempt to predict definitely | Quintana’s shanty. There was ‘a |the success or failure of the pro-|dead man there, too; but Quintana ject at this time is impossible. It) has gone.” depends on many factors, and there! Clinch said—not removing \are many problems which can be| oves from the forest: “If any o’ [rerked out only in the course of: them boys has let Quintana crawl ime. 1 any longer.” “Have the boys below got him?” he demanded, ae “They got one of his gang. Byron Hastings is dead. Jim is badly hurt; Sid Hone, too—not so badly—” “Where's Quintana?” shoved his 3 hd through I'll kill him, too. . , Certain facts remain outstanding.| Gvan home. girlie. I gotta mosey / They have been pointed out on; —T gotta kinda loaf around f’r a numerous occasions before, but {cannot be too strongly emphasized. , If the North Dakota state mill and | elevator is to be a success it must be administered on a strictly busi- ness basis. It must stand the] ,same tests and be judged by as strict standards as would be the yes if it were a private business, | i I spell—” “Dad, I want you to come back with me—” “You go home; you hear me, Eve? Tell Corny and Dick Berry, to hook it for Owl Marsh and stop ‘the Star Peak trails—both on ’em. Can Sid and Jimmy Walk?” “Jim can't—” “Well, let Harve take him on his back. You ro too. You help fix Jimmy up at the house. He's a little fella, Jimmy Hastings is, Harvey can tote him. And you go along—” “Dad, Quintana says he means to is to meet these requirements | the management must not be sub- jected to handicaps they would not | encounter if the business were run by a private concern. ‘Tt must not be compelled to operate an asylum for needy political heelers, or be kill you! What is the use of hurt- required to determine its treatment ing him? You have what he! of their patrons on the basi8 of, iook—” political | affiliatton. “[ gotta have more’n he took. In fact it should be a basic rule But even that ain't enough. He throughout the management of the | couldn’t for all he ever done to entire enterprise that politics must me, girli I'm aimin’ to d on him oa sight-—[' , Clinch’s set visage relaxed into an alarming smile which flickered, f | be forgotten. | The work done by the present ad- ministration up to date indicates that these facts are realized, and tinat the mill and elevator will be ;conducted as a business proposi- ition, not as a political sideline, If this policy can be continued in the |tuture, the chances of the success of the enterprise will be increased ten fold—Grand Forks Herald. faded, died in the wintry ferocity of ye his “pad” “Gwan home!” he harshly. “You want boy to bleed to death?” She came up to him, not uttering a word, yet asking him with all the tenlidrness and eloquence of her eyes to leave ithis blood-trail where it lay and hunt on more. interrupted that Hastings | Now is the time to start something ‘to swear off New Years. | nd He kissed her mouth, infinitely | Frank J. Johnson candidate, te der: smiled; then, again prim and i oh ae scowling: for re-election, 2nd term, “Gran home, you little scut, an’ |County Auditor. (do what I told ye, or, by God, Pl \ ROBERT W. CHAMPERS © , | dvance—all the alértness of eye fact from his mind and turned his with God | His two cases—cach, to him, a cause *|have for it. That’s sure as shootin’. . . A ES ES SR | T. GEORGE AND THE DRAGO | cut a switch thatll learn ye ‘good! Never a word, now! On yer way! G'want” : she turned to look back. Twice The second time, Clinch was slowly |* walking into they woods — straight ahead of him, She} waited; saw him go in; waited. After a while shy continued on her way. CHAPTER V And Clinch’s mind. was on her. All else—his watchfulness, his steathly 4nd ear| all the subtlety, the cun- ning, the infinite caution—were purely instinctive mechanics, / Somewhere in this flooded twilight ‘as Jose Quintan dismissed tha Knowing that, he thoughts to Eve. ‘Sometimes his lips moved. usually did when he was arguing or calling his Creator's attention to the justice of his ¢ They eglebre; the matter of Harrod; the affair of Quintana. Many a time he had pleaded these two causes before the Most High. But now his thoughts were chiefly concerned with Eve—with the prob- lem of her future—his master pas- sion—this daughter of the dead wite he had loved. | He, sighed unconsciously; _ halted. | “Well, Lord,” he concluded, in his wordless way, “my girlie has gotta a chance if I gotta go to hell Amen.” At that instant he saw Quintana. | EVERETT TRUE Es, MR. TRUS, i KNow Yop SAID ‘Vester AX THAT YOU WOULDN'T CONSIDER THAT BUT, COME Now, TELL ME, HAVEN'T XOU CHANGED OUR MIND $ fPROPOSAL.~ oe ee id YSS8, Sve CHANGED (T!! INSTEAD OCF KICLCING “ou ('vE DECIDED To MERELY CaUTLON XOU ANI IFAD Recognition was instant and mu- tual, Neither man stirred. Quin- tuna was standing beside a giant hemlock. His pack lay at his feet. Clinch had halted—always th2 meehanies!—close to a great iron- wood tree, <Probably both men knew that they could cover themselves before the other moved a. muscle. Clinch's small, light | eyes were blazing; Quintana’s black eyes had become two sli 7 Finally: “You — dirty — skunk,” drawled CHinch:in his agreeably mis- leading voice, I got you: now.” “Ah—h,” said’ Quintana, “thees has happen ver’ ‘nice like I expec’. . Always I ‘say mgse’f, yet a little patience, Jose, an” one day you shall, meet: thees fellow Clinch, who has rob you. . . IT am ver’ thankful to the good God—” He had made the slightest of movements: instantly bothimen were behind their trees, {Clinch, in the ferocious’ pride of woodcraft, laugh> ed exultingly—filled the dim spectral forest with his roar laughter. “Quimara,” a-going to cash pi ugoing to hop eff... An’ first you gotta hear why. ’Taint for the stuff. Naw! 1 hooked it off’n you;| yeu hecked it off’n me; now I got it} No, Savy? You’re and! of | cried out, “you're! apne SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 4, 1922 it cost to rob Jose Quintana! Un- nerstan’?” ; “You liar,” said Clinch contemp- tuously, “I got them jools in my pants pocket—” Quintana’s derisive laugh cut him snort: I give you thee Flaming | Jewel if you show me you got my gems in your pants pocket!” | “PP show you, Lay down your | rifle so’s { see the stoék.” | “First you, my frien’ Mike,” said ; Quintana cautiously. s | Clinch took his rifle by the'muzzle |and shoved the stock into view so | that Quintana could see it without | moving. To his surprise, Quintana did the same, then coolly stepped a pace outside the shelter of his hemlock stump. “You show me now!” | across the swamp. Clinch stepped into view, dug into |hgi pocket, and, cupping both hands, {displayed a glittering heap of gem ‘I wanted you should know who's gottem,” he said, “before you ho; It'll give. you something to thin over in hell.” | Quintana’s, eyes had become slits again. Neither man stirred. Then: “So you are buzzard, eh, Clinch? he called You find Sard somewhere an’ you ! feed.” He held up the morocco case, emblazoned with the arms of the {Grand Duchess of Esthonia, and shook it at Clinch, “In there is my share. Not j all. Ver’ quick, now, I take yours, and so did his first bullet Clinch vanished rifle; and Quintana’s struck the moss where had rested. “You black crow!" jeered Clinch, j laughing, “—I need that empty case of yours. And I'm going after it . But it’s because your filthy | claw touched my girlie that you gotra hop!” Twilight lay over the phantom wood, touching with pallid tints’ the flooded forest. So far only that one shot had been fired. Both men’ were still maneu: |vering, always creeping tor shelter. jing them bolder and swifter; twice, already, Clinch caught the shadcw of a fading edge of some- thing that vanished .against the | shadows too swiftly for a shot. | Now Quintana, keeping a tree in | line: brushed with his lithe back a ing as he avoided it. | Instantly a stealthy hope seize ihim; he slipped out of his coat, | spread it on the bush, set the naked | branches swaying, and darted to hi ' tree. ne | Waiting, he saw that the gray | blot his coat made in the dusk was ‘still moving a little—just vibrating ia little bit. in the twilight. He |touched the bush ‘with his rifle barrel, then crouched almost: flat. Suddenly the, red crash of a rifle lit up Clinch’s visage for a fraction ‘of a second. And Quintana’s bullct -smashed Clinch. between the eyes. |. (Continued in Our Next Issue) : — ” ADVENTURE OF | |) THETWINS | By Olive Barton Roberts The next person the Twins met jwhile hunting for Mother Goose’s broom was Contrary Mary in her gar- jen. : “Good morningy” said Naney and Nick politely as they came to the again, ‘That’s all square. . . | gate. *tain’t tiat ‘grudge, you green-liv- | “Good evening,” answered Con- ered whelp of a cross-bred, still-| trary Mary .contrarily. ,“Who are bern siut! No! It’s beeuz you laid the heft o’ your dirty little finger onto my ‘girlie. ’N’ now you gotta hop!” 7 Quintana’s sinister laughter was his retort. Then: “You damfool Clinch,’ he said, “I got in my pocket what you rob of me. Now 1 kill you, and thén I feel ver’ well. I go home, like ‘like some kings; yes.. But, you,” he sneered, “you snall not go home never no more. Ne. You shall remain in thees damn wood like ver’ dead old rat that is all wormy. He! I got a million dollaire—five million franc in my pocket, You shall learn. what! | BY CONDO cour eeee oe o2, 5 ad rod | you and where are you going?” “We're not going anywhere just now,” said Nancy. “We'd like to stay here for a little while and talk to you if -you don’t mind. We’re ‘pretty tired for we've been travel- ling.” Contrary Mary, who had a kind heart in spite of her contrariness, linyited them to sit down on some |large cockle-shells, while she went around with her watering pot, “Where have you been?” she asked curiously. “What made you so tired?” “Oh, we've been everywhere, I | guess,” replied Nick. “To Mars and Jupiter and all along the Milky Way and to a half dozen other stars. | Mother Goose lost her broom in the sky somewhere so we came here to find it. Did “you see it?” “No, I didn’t,” answered Mary. | “Would you like to see my garden?” “Oh, we'd love to,” cried Nancy, springing up. “We're all rested now.” | “I grow only useful things,” went jon Contrary Mary. “These are the lady’s slippers in this bed. Those jare bachelor’s buttons over there! |That vine on the treelis grows | Dutchmen’s pipes and yonder is In- | dian paint brush. Here are the cat- | tails and some rabbit-foot and fox- gloves (though why foxes need gloves I cannot say). “And there are lady’s tresses, | jewel-weed, monk’s hood, piteher- plant, rattle-bos, skull-cap, sneeze- | | weed, soap-plant, star-flower, sgn-! flower. And here is the twinflower, | the sweetest of them all. You shall |have a bouquet. It will bring you luck.” | (To Be Contnued.) | (Copyright, 1922, NEA Service.) Mrs. James Fitzsimmons left last evenig for a visit with relatives in the Twin Cities and other points inj Minnesota. | John Kennelly returned yesterday | fro mthe Twin Ctties and Chicago, where he spent a week after attend- ing the American Legion convention |was held in the Masonic hall. The following were elected: Glen Welsh, master counsellor; Lée Mohr, senior counsellor, and Henry Pfenning, junior councillor. The other officers | will be chosen at the next meeting. j Mrs, J. C. Reynolds, who recently moved to Ollio, Mont., to make her home, was among the out-of-town You feed on dead man’s pockets, ch? | the . stock | in circles | jand always lining some great tree | Now, the gathering dusk was mak- | and 7 leafless moose-bush that stood sway- | MANDAN NEWS || : good Lydia E. Pink- ~«. At the first meeting of the Wo-} waste chapter of the De Molay which | | visitors here forthe funeral of Miss | Banniser. | .C, W. Nylen of Leith, who was | severely cut in an automobile acci- ‘dent last Saturday night has been | discharged! from the ‘hospital. | ale eee Mrs. Wm, Hagerbush was the lucky ; women to find the hidden thin dime? lin the “Majestic Wedding Cuke” at | the Rovig-Skjod store which’ made ‘her winner of a set of copper ware. Mike Pitzer of Mandan, retired farmer and merchant of Huff and Fort Rice, plans to leave in the near | future for his old home in Austria near Vienna, where he will spend the winter. Mr. Pitzer has been a resi- dent of Morton county for 42 years. i | George H. Tipper left last night | for Turtle Lake, Wis., where he will | spehd the winter with his son. | Dr. L. R. Priske, local dentist, has | rented offices in Bismarck, where he will take up a practice within a month, Paul Grewer will be associ- jated with Dr. Friske, Many a man who: hasn't time to j Vote has time to euss Congress. The pessimist is never surprised when he is disappointed. | | i Some marry because they hate to | go around alone and some get: d:- | vorees for the same reason, Thanksgiving is coming, but there 3s no law against being thankful be- ‘ore it grrives, Fuel hint: Closet doors burn quick- i {ly and make a: hot fire. If the New Jersey singer and minister were only alive they coult become movie actors. | Peace is in sight. Insurance com- pany finds Americans get fatter and verybody loves fat people. A newlywed tells us he expected to e master of his house but finds he is only a paymaster. All the eccentric dancers are not on the stage, It is estimated campaign cigars have caused too many headaches, An ounce of invention is worth a pound of work. Beauty secret: Getting money be- fore spending it is excellent for pre- venting gray hair. Fisherman say the cod gobbles up eyerything. Then it must be named after C. .0 D, ¢ Sometimes we think mothballs draw moths, Cupid is always running against money for governor of the state of matrimony. It takes years to get a good repu. tation and only a few minutes to get a bad reputation. Maude Adams has a way to show moves in the light. Now we will see who eats peanuts, A minister would have more faces in his congregation if he would count some as two faces. Make a mousetray better than your. neighbor and you will catch all of his rats. A-cook tells us the most misunder- stood>thing is a prune, Twenty years ago today those who criticize our young people now were being criticized. Health hint: Never practice on # trombone at midnight. Scientists say the-world was cov- ered with ice once, This winter may Be an anniversary. 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