The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, January 24, 1923, Page 4

PAGE FOUR THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE yi Entered at the Postoffice, Bismarck, N. D,, as Second Clase ae Matter. BISMARCK TRIBUNE CO. - - - Publishers Foreign Representatives G. LOGAN PAYNE COMPANY CHICAGO - - - = ~~ DETROIT Marquette Bldg. PAYNE, NEW YORK Kresge Bldg. BURNS AND SMITH - - Fifth’ Ave. Bldg. MEMBER OF THE ASSOCIATED PRES The Associated Press is exclusively entitled to the use or republication of all news dispatches credited to it or not other- wise credited in this paper and also the local news published herein. All rights of republication of special dispatches herein are also reseryed. MEMBER AUDIT BUREAU OF CIRCULATION SUBSCRIPTION RATES PAYABLE IN ADVANCE D SWEET TOOTH Did you consume 102 pounds of sugar last year? If not, you didn’t get your share. Americans in 1922 used 5,303,755 tons of sugar. and child. Making allowances for infants, who cannot be listed as sugar consumers,.it.is probable that the average grown-up used 150 to 200 pounds of sugar during the year, All of which rather dumfounds Merrick P. Willett, writ- ing in the American Sugar Refining Company’s marke! letter. : And it is almost unbelievable that our sugar consumption exceeds 100 pounds a year for each of us. What’s the answer? Why the increase? Deprived of legitimate stimulants, our nation strongly to candy and soft drinks. Probably the most important reason fo: consumption is to be found in the cellar—home-made wines. Ten pounds of sugar doesn’t last long when the little giant, fermentation, gets started in an air-tight keg. Prohibition! is swinging The average American in 1922 consumed 14 pounds more of sugar than the year before. Compared with our average of 102 pounds a year each, most other countries are far behind us in use of the stimu. lant, sugar. Australians consume 100 pounds of sugar a year, on the average. Denmark ranks third, with 99 pounds. Then comes Canada, 97 pounds. “Next in Une is Switzerland—75 pounds. So the list tapers down, until at the tail-end among lead- ing nations we have Chinese and Russian consuming only five pounds of sugar a year for each man, woman and child. As this newspaper recently pointed out editorially, there is as much stimulation (physically, but not mentally) in two lumps of sugar as in the average alcoholic cock-tai We are a nervous race, highly-strung, quick-moving, rest- less, impatient. The natural reaction is that we crave stimulants. In alcohol, we never were able to restrain our- selves nationally. The French, also highly-strung nervously, can be satisfied with light wines. But your typical American wanted whisky—high-proof, concentrated, and aged to the point where it contained compound high ethers more stimu- lating than the alcoholic content. As we went to extremes in alcohol, we now appear headed flecting our national psychology. Incidentally, it looks as if sugar will be a pretty good business field in years ahead. What excessive use of sugar will do to our national health is not so pleasant to contemplate. YOU, THE ACTOR Life, to be really enjoyable, has to be staged craftily. The optimist tells you to let things take their natural course, without worrying about them. But such a policy is apt to make existence dull. The dramatic instinct is born in all of us. And life is at its best when we exercise this instinct. For instance, the average wife who makes a success of her marriage is a wizard at stagecraft. She tages the fam- ily routine intuitively, usually without realizing it. Mother’s tact, her ability to “smooth things over” and keep members of the family in line and contented, is merely the working of her dramatic instinet,, Where home is unhappy, confusing or otherwise uninvit- ing, it generally lacks proper staging. All women realize this, and it probably explains why women are more interest- ee” theatricals than men are. They have to be. other is a Belasco. ‘Step forward, Willie, and speak your piece.” And father | and the others are stage-managed the same as Willie. H The dramatic intuition of the woman who has to put up | with “a disagreeable husband or an impish child is close to i the phenomenal. ‘ Every woman, because she has the dramatic instinct | ‘strongly developed in her, at some time or other passes - thrqugh a period in which she longs to be on the stage. lustrating their stage instinct: You have observed how som women can make a striking dramatic effect out of such | a simple incident as snapping a finger, shrugging a shoulder | or abruptly closing a book. - No, you do not have to go to the drama or the movies to findgsuperb acting and staging. Just watch mother, craftily changing the family plot to keep the actors from becoming bored or smashing the scenery. you staging your life to make the play, of which you | rt, enjoyable and interesting fer the actors associat- you? It applies to business, the same as to the | 4 hdje. When any part of existence is boresome, something | i ig with the staging. And that something can be cor- | by any one with a little knowledge of psychology, the 7of human nature. ine: | | | | hy Daa UNBALANCED : tail prices. of food last December, 15 were 36 per cent than in 1913, in Indianapolis. In Richmond, Va, the 57 {per cent, So reports the government’s Bureau aily by carrier, per year............ ore a 5 .$7.20 ly by mail, per year (in Bismarck)... ‘ ak - 7.20 ly by mail, per year (in state outside Bismarck) 5.00 Daily by mail, outside of North Dakota........... - 6.00, THE STATE’S OLDEST NEWSPAPER (Established 1873) That was 102 pounds for every man, woman | m | tence to the State Training School r increased sugar for extremes in using sugar. It’s a curious development, re- | | EDITORIAL REVIEW Comnients reproduced column may or may not ex! the opinion of The Tribune. They are presented here ir order that our readers m&y have both sides of important issues which -are being discussed in the press of the day, in. this 3 A SAD COMMENTARY | On Tuesday afternoon the sheriff | and state’s attorney ‘from Ellen-| * | dale, N. D, ,appeared in Chambers i betore Judge McKenna, having in | custody two high school girls, both about seventeen years of age. | Written complaints were filed | | with the Court by the parents of the young ladies requesting that they be committed to the State ‘Training School at Mandan, on the ground that they were so disobedi- ent, unruly and incorrigible and had been ‘engaged in such a con- tinual course of immoral conduct that their parents could no longer controf them and that it was neces- for the state to take them in Both of these girls were daughters of farmers. whose par- cits were endeavoring to give them an education. One of them had ran | away from home, donned overalls, and in questionable company had | toured the fairs in South Dakota and Iowa the past fall, had become almost a streetwalker and was | picked up by the police in Aber- deen The other was implicated in | grand larceny charge, had forged a check, and both of them admit- | ted a state of immorality and de- i almost impossible of be- | sad comment upon our present day standards and our system of education when mere | | children who admitted they had good | homes and good parents are lured to destruction by the glamour of beautiful clothes, moving pictures, | automobiles and the life of gaiety | which seems to be demanded by | the present age. ‘To see girls in , high school so hardened by their | | experiences that shame and expos- | ure to public punishment end sen- | It is a NEA SERVICE -WOTTA LIFE! WOTTA LIFE! GEE, T's LONESOME UP KERE, | WISA Tere WERE SOME CIHER LITTLE BoYS ARounD until they are twenty-one is re- | Hel HET: | ceived, not only without any ap- | parent remorse, sorrow or the | shedding of a single tear, but with | apparent indifference, should make | | parents realize how necessary it is i |to keep their children at home, | keep them off the streets nights, | “Te STE | they are spending their leisure | OSTRANDE i hours. Far better that these girls | jhad never left the farm and never | |saw high school than to have pro- | | gressed at such an early age upon | |@ path which leads to misery and | phap e If all of :he young | |sirls in wu: and ctner co-rmuni. | |ties might have witnessed these | | Proceedings perhaps it would have | constituted a salutary warning to | those who think that life’s chief | object is enjoyment and pleasure regardless of the consequences.— Napoleon Homstead. | BEGIN HERE TODAY The report of a revolver, followed | by hurrying footsteps on the stairs, interrupts the social evening which | | Detective Barry had planned pend with his friend, Professor Semyonov, in the latter's room on the fifth floor of a New York apart ment house. Barry and the Pro- THE PROFESSOR FORGETS | Nothing could be more utterly | | pathetic than the thing that hap-| pened to Professor A. Holmes in| fesson rush down s and discover jour city Tuesday. The professor | that beautiful Miriam Vane, society | | oceupied the chair of psychology | portrait painter, has been murdered at the University of Bennsylvania, | in her studio apartment on the third and he came here to address the | floor. Gordon Ladd, a young arti Advertising club. With graphic} on the second floor, and Henry iris ; precision he sketched the functions | wold, an irascible bachelor from th» |of the human mind, deftly ex-| fourth, enter the studio after being j Plained their correlation and in-| told of the murder, terrelation, dwelling, perhaps, on, to | the subtle connections ‘between; Sergeant Barry shrugged. |-aemory and judgment. The au-} “When a case of this sort occurs, dience was impressed. It was| professor, there’s little time for | ple that the learned doctor | dip! We've got to get the {hnew his stuff. He had his in | dop: d get it quick. So you, too, | telligence plant in the hollow of; heard that step on the stairs di- | his hand, so to speak. | rectly after the shot was fired? The next act discloses him at; Professor Semyonov laid a quick | Union station, but in what a dif-| hand on his arm. | ferent character! He wears a be- “We will discuss that later, my | wildered air. He is sure that hex friend.” His keen eyes beneath their | put his suit case on the running | shaggy brows rested ‘for a moment ‘hoard of the car. It ought to be| on the crabbed face of Henry Gris- j there, but it isn’t. The chauffeur | wold and then drifted to Gordon intervenes. The chauffeur knows | Ladd who had once more dropped | nothing of the subconscious. He | his head in his hands. “Let us have jhas never explored the infinite. | little talk together in my rooms, |The abstract is a closed book to! #s soon as the official formalities jhim. But he knows that suitcase | have been complied with, which wil! ; Will fall off a running board un- | srant us temporary privacy.” !less there is something to hold it Policeman Boyle discended |on. He asks the professor if he | unexpected haste, | tied it. Dismay and chagrin spread! ‘That's one of those nutty artistic |over the great savant’s face. He | dames up there, with hair like a sky | rubs the old bean ruefully. “I for- | terrier and the nerve of a mouse!” | got to,” he confesses. Of such mo- | he confided in a quick undertone to ; Ments is the stuff of tragedy spun, | Barry. with |—St, Louis Post Dispateh. | In the shabby, comfortable living : |room once more, the professor low- ered the light and raised the = “JACKIE” MEBTS THE CENSOR | dow shades with a sigh of relict All England is now in one of its periodical flutters at the absurdity of the censorship of plays in oper- ation. It seems that the sole relic of the tyranny out of which a free people has emerged includes the film as (well as the acted play. And in pursuance of that authority tha wrath of. the censor hag fallen — on Jackie Coogan! Jackie is being. shown in Eng: | land in Oliyer Twsit, and natural- ly one of the scenes hag to do with Fagin’s lesson in pickpocketry. This, however, has been “cut.” Dickens’ book remains. Fagin is @ character adopted in the lang- uage and his school of thievery is described by his name, but morals are injured if Jackie does on the screen what thieves: from this time immemorial have done in ac- tual Hfe! ‘England is ‘freer in most re- sects from any other country, ex- cept for certain bonds of tradition. Then in spite of all ridicule, it glories in its shackles.—Durham Sun. 3 | then turned | panion. “What do you make of it all, Ser- | | Seant? Who do you think killed the | Vane woman, and why?” Barry shrugged, “The last part of your question would explain much, professor, and Probably answer the first part as well. I haven't had time to draw any definite conclusions as yet, have you?” ; Professor Semyonov sank once more into his own chair and mo- tioned to the opposite. “Only some very obvious minor | ones,” he responded. “She was shot j by no stranger, but by someone whose presence in her studio at the moment was known to her. . Re- member she was standing or sitting directly before her easel and evi- dently painting or starting to paint when the end came. No intruder could have got so close to her, or practically between her and the easel in order to fire directly into her heart without her knowledge. It is possible that she turned tc to his younger’ com- Pon .| into hysterics speak to this petson and thus unwit- tingly gave opportunity for an un- impeded aim. I think it is fairly cer tain that she did not anticfpate what was coming,” Barry nodded. ‘2 “That seems clear. But about j those footsteps that we both heard A THOUGHT §. | — This is the victory that over-| cometh ihe world, even our faith.— and hope. Religion should Bive freer {| and more rational play to these two sentiments than the world has hitn- erto witnessed; and the love . and hope will be thoroughly grounded in and on éfficient, serviceable, visi) » yy, i 4| going down the stairs when. we ¢ two sentiments which most | opened your door here just aftec| inspires men to good deeds are love | the shot startled us?—” * “Going up, my ‘friend, not down,” the professor interrupted, “Up?” repeated. Barry, “Why we passed nobody on the stgirs, and there are’ only two other apartments actual and concrete deeds 0! co: Adct.—Charles W. Eliot,” r ~Griswold’s below you, and the wo- man above in’ the gttic! According to Officer heme: the woman” went eant Bai smiled to him- Lee) Q | self, though nota muscle of his coun- tenance betrayed his inward amuse- ’ that theory, TA iN) WB ment. He thought that he knew what engendered by an almost ed of and he was glad to humor the foibles of this old man, so great in his own line. “Just what is generally known, about Mrs. Vane, beyond the promi- nence her odd style of portraiture has brought her lately?” he asked. “I know only what I have scen casually in the papers about her and what Mrs. McGrath, entirely without encouragement, has _vol- unteered,” replied the prof ren pug Neurons | emeicobtaisliede; GIL was eereccee months later that her vogue began and spread like wildfire, so tha: by spring she was quite famous,” “There ‘can be no doubt of her strange, whimsical talent,” Barry re marked, “That unfinished portrait before which she lies dead, for news and you know yourself how. yoa had to pound upon Griswold’s door to arouse him and how leisurely and reluctantly he came down final- ly to investigate! There did not, seen to be anywhere in the hallwa badly lighted as it was, where an in- | one could.have hidden himself. stance; it is an unmistakably recog- Professor Semyonov smiled and] nizable as a photograph. I fane his white whiskers lifted slight “Lam not thinking of the woman,” he-said. “Nor do I imagine that we passed anyone unobserved in our descent, hurried as it w “Who was Miriam Vane? From| 1 whence did she come? If the ex- cellent organization of which you are a part should i Mr. Theoaore Vansittart something to have his w: removed before the no morrow.” Professor Semyonov nodded slow- would give ife’s picture riety of to y. “Yon observed the most _promi- nent thing in the portrait, did you not?” he asked, “The Vansittart days learn ¢ emerald? It has figured in more antecedents or 5 s-history und] than one unsavory episode in the associates which is not given out} traditions of his history) yet it is generally to the press, would it be| the pride of the fami Perhaps too, great a breech of professional| that is the reason why Mrs. Vane | ctiquet to put me into strictly con-!has, one might say,’ maliciously em- fidential possession of it? phasized it. The portrait was to “By no means, professor, in view| have been that of a jewel, not a not only of your standing but vi lady.” | the splendid services you have ren- dered voluntarily to the homicide bureau in the pasts’ Barry re sponded. “I shall be grateful,” the professor declared. “I know hothing, abso- lutely nothing more than you and 1 should like to test and which I think only Mrs. Vane'’s past will prove or disprove.” “And the critics will-fall upon that fact like dogs upon a bone!” Barry “How long have the other tenants been. in the house, Professor Semy- nov?” “The thin, little éreature in the attic studio was here when I came, two years ago next Qctober, and heaven knows how long before that,” | EVERETT TRUE i ikeee 4 Closé WATCH ON 3 GET FROM THE OIC ~ND GAs KEEP A MEMORANDUM OF THE FROM TIRES, 40 How MUCH AND | Back BY CONDO | #5 MILEACE OLINE, AND 1 SERVICES rt Ger THE HARD GReKSE SPARK PLUSS AND GVERYTHING Set me + WHY DON'T YOU Qo THAT, EVERETTZ childish personal animosity, consist- | “Mrs, Vane arrived last October from , laughed and then his face sobered, | | he responded, “The young man, Mr, |Ladd, moved in’ only three months |ago, on the first of May, and my | morose neighbor, just below, took possession a year before that after T myself fiad been here six or seven months. The janitor, or _superin- tendent, looks ‘as though he might I believe to be Kedge.” As he spoke there came a respect: ful but authoritative knock upon his door and he arose with a sigh and waddled over to admit a long-armed, wiry young man whose blue eyes | were as keen as Barry’s own. | “Hello Craig!” the latter cried be-| fore either of the others could speak. “Did the chief send you over from headquarters to take charge of the e? Semyonov, this is Craig, from the homicide bureau.” “I guess we all know what Pro- fessor Semyonov has done for us in times past.” The newcomer laughed ns he shook hands, ;frankly to Barry. “I don’t know why the chief assigned me to this job when you were already on the ground, John, but orders are orders }and I'll be thankful for a little un- official cooperation.” “I've got to interview the other tenants of the house,” said Craig. “Are there any pointers you could give me first?” ‘You haven't seen them?” “No. I read the statements they made to the precinct dicks and then came straight for you. They’re each in their own“ apartments with a guard on each landing and two on the street below, one at the entrance door and one where the fire eseape comes down outside the siudios, by | that vacant strip of land./There’s no other way for Boyle and the other two went over the roof thoroughly,” Craig plied. “It looks like an inside job have been the furnace man for the! original householders and his name| Sergeant } then turned} any of them can get out! WEDNESDAY, JANUARY 24, 1923 Tom Sims — If there were no cuss words, how j would you talk about the weather? Everything has its place, except your overcoat at a movie. In Kentucky, they fond a still by following some drunken* dogs. Must have been rum hounds. Every time we read about Europe we wish the Atlantic Ocean were as | wide as the Pacific. | | Musician claims jazz is swearing | in music, but that dgesn’t leave any- thing for grand opera to be. | ‘The output of peace doesn’t sup- ply the demand. Perils of motoring are chiefly the | pedestrian’s. { Men who can’t grow mustaches seem to be the ones who want them. Set a thief to catch a thief and j you lose two thieves. | Asa rule, as you look } looked upon. | bird in the pan is worth two in | the hand so are you People who talk in taeir sleep hou!d tell the truth while awake. Those who -don'*t like movies have all right, for Boyle was right out-ia hard>time staying away from | side the house when he heard the! home. shot fired and nobody could ha Laails come out of the door or down the; Throwing yourself at someone's fire escape without his seeing them.”| feet is dangerous. They are liable “What did the medical examiner * Barry asked after tious undertone. i ot much; you know he’s always | like a clam until he gets his report {in at headquarters, and he has still a pause, in | the autopsy to make,” the other re-| ikea ee “It was a bullet from to step in your face. | aasteY | One sad thing is not enough wars , ‘are being prevented. | eu bete ; Every man has a letter he intends writing waen he has time. small pistol that killed her, though, Practice makes perfect, but who | and it was fired from a considerable! wants to be a perfect liar? ‘ | distance for there were no powder| poses marks on the body nor anywhere| I? all golf clubs were used pro- else that we could find. Come down to the studio where the murder was committed yourself and have another look around; the tenants can wait.” Barry agreed with a nod and to- gether they descended past Gris- wold’s door where a grinning police- man saluted them and from behind which came a defiant| series of snores. On the landing below an- other officer stood on guard, but the door swung idly on its hinges, the body had been removed and. the lurid, counterfeit daylight had been extinguished, leaving only the soft. | opalescent glow of the lamps in the luxurious, deserted living room. “Did you notice after you smashed jin that this is a spring lock?” Craig had paused at the entrance, “Any- \nat shot and pulled the door. shut behind him and it would have locked of itself. It’s the only, one of its {kind in the house, too; the janitor’ll have to explain that, and if he don't come back by morning we'll get the dragnet out after him.” (Continued in Our Next Issue) { By John C. Kleczka U. S. Representative From Wiscon- sin, Fourth District. | The recklessness with which some | Politicians make promises reminds | me of the story of the group of men who were laughing at a hotel fire in London, “What the bally joke?” asked a bystander. “Hiit's h’almost too funny to teil,” | replied one of the group, between | gasps. “Hiit’s a great rag on old 'Awks,” roared another. “Larf I never | larfed so in me lifet . You see, we | sees old ’Awks hup at the fourth | | floor of’ the ’otel, yellin’ like a good \’un for ’elp, So Bill says, ‘Jump, |*Awks's We've got a net!” An’ ’Awks, ’e jumps! Lari, I thought | we'd die!” | ."{ don’t see the joke yet,” puz- | zled the bystander. | The narrator paused after another j i paroxism of laughter. “We didn’t ’ave no net!” he gur- gled. i BETHRIFIY | <sBy William Wrigley Jr. America’s million chewing gum | king, knows the value of a nickle, Chicago, Jan. 23—Thrift in its every form a blessing both to the individual who praetices it, and for the whole country generally. Thrift, far differentiated from stingineas,;. consists of intelligent conservation: of surplus together with a determination to save from each income source ®. stipulated budget amount, Ra >: Ev successful business man saves. He ‘savet® while he was young, which is one reason perhaps why he is rich today. + It is thrift that builds success, homes, factories and automobil alike. Likewise, thrift makes every- thing that counts, possible. Show me the man. who saves something, no matter"Kow small, one could have run out after firing! \perly every rug in the world would | be beaten twice a month. | Woman’s place may be in the | home but her daughter's place seems | to be in the auto. | There can’t be’universal peace as j long as people go out and forget to shut our‘doors, You can get by a railroad crossing on your good looks. + | Time cures everyt takes such a long time. ing, but it | Next to a dime the hardest thing to keep is fifteen cents. i A homely woman looks much bet- {ter than a pretty man. |; A meteoric career | meteoric finish, ustally has a ADVENTURE OF THE TWINS By Olive Barton Roberts There were lots of valentines | these days dropped into the place | marked “letters” in the hickory tree postoffice, a j ; Naney and Nick and Mr. Stamps | Were as busy as ants in a honey pot. Only the valentines were not al- ways as sweet as honey. But some of them were, The valentine that | Fleet Fox sent to Mr. Rooster would have made your mouth water. It went like thi “Oh, dear Mr. Rooster, From Honk King to Brewster, There's ‘fo one with you can’ com- pare, In all sorts of weathers From beak to tail feathers, You’re a creature, exceedingly rare. “It I had my ccheice, I'd list to your voice Inst of the small nightingale, Because he’s so tiny | And little and fine, he | Could hide in the end of your tail, t watch you with longing, nd all your kin thronging The barnyard from first peep morn, | You crow and you cackle, When gurthworms you tackle, You gobble, yp bushels of corn. of “I wish I could try it, This generous diet That seems to besyours every day, But every one’s wary, They're careful, oh very, About ever coming my, way. “But I'm never jealous, Dear Rooster, just zealous, In watching you eat and grow fa‘. Keep on with your stuffing, Your sides ‘are wide puffing, But I'll ngt object as to that. “Beeause you're so handsome And worth a king's ransom, wait, By my valentine, do, sir, Oh, please, Mr, Rooster, Won't you please to fly over the’ gate.” (To Be Continued) (Copyright, 1928, NEA Service) HEIR BUT HE DIES Paris, Jan. 24.—Jean Millett, 16, Was sentence to death caarged with the eve of the execution he received ‘ I'll stand and I'll watch and ar murdering two women to get $10.0n — news his aunt had died and left him * from what he earns and I will point out a real citizen to you. CHILDREN EAT Grass‘ Newport, En; id, Jan. 24.—Police found two children’ eating grass be- cause they had no other food. Judge fined their father $25 with ‘promise of a bigger fine if he © didn’t feed! them. : i |