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AGE FOUR ~~~ -—~“‘THE BISMARCK (TRIBUNE "#07 Matter. Foreign Representatives Se) Soe G. LOGAN PAYNE COMPANY CHICAGO. - - DETROIT Marquette Bldg. Kresge Bldg.; ‘The Amer PAYNE, BURNS AND SMITH NEW YORK - - Fifth Ave. Bldg. MEMBER OF THE ASSOCIATED PRESS The Associated Pre: herein. also reserved. MEMBER AUDIT BUREAU OF CIRCULATION — ee EERE ATI SEU WY,” | SUBSCRIPTION RATES PAYABLE IN ADVANCE Daily by mail, per year (in state outside Bismarck) .... Daily by mail, outside of North Dakota... THE STATE’S OLDEST NEWSPAPER __ (Established 1873 WHEN YOU’RE OLD he has lived through. British blockade of our coast ports was drawn tighter. except by special presidential permit. Creek Indians were on the warpath in the south. fotaled $39,190,520. This figure, considered terrifi With Britain. and New York. Modern auto taxes. papers. Even Boston had no daily newspaper until 1813. In 1823, when Russell w: proportion. ; y Liquor seemed to keep great minds busy in 182: for “stills. manufacture of wine from muscatel grapes. press by Benthuysen, Albany (N. Y.) printer. Canal, connecting Hudson River with Lake Champlain . most powerful nation in all history. startling, magical, today. And yet our marve at as old-fashioned by the people of the year 2000. GETS RESULTS Shoe industry. few years when rubber heels were unusual. What brought them into popularity ? The answer is—Advertising. directed at men. hhis staff of writers and artists. just as many rubber heels as men. the ears. ybtain what they want. rtised wares. ae a “There is a new thought for you—that advertising is @efinite agency of production. Most of us have been thinkin; 4 gt ‘it merely as a medium of salesmanship. |. % Advertising is what is making us buy, i Advertising is what is enabling us to buy, ould quickly drop to the level of grandpa’s day. history: of civilization is written in ads. | Le t @ to lose it and have to go to work. - p BISMARCK TRIBUNECO. - - - Publishers All rights of republication of special dispatches herein are| now the danger to our institutio! or | are institute is a part of R His 110th birthday will be celebrated April 12 by Joseph Allen Russell, at his home in Lampasas, Tex. It must be- | wilder him as he thinks back and contemplates the changes 1813, the year of Russell’s birth, America was rather 2! There dull place to live, excepting for exciting war news. The war | think th with Gr Britain continued, though rather sporadically. Perry won his naval victory on Lake Erie. Meantime, the No transportation of goods for export was permitted, | shevists. The national government’s expenses during the year{country of home owners, farm in those | days, created much opposition to continuance of the war i It was a big event for people of 1813 when they got, | sandwiched between their war news, the announcement that the first ferry-boat had been making trips between Brooklyn The public in 1813 objected strenuously to a special war tax of $2 to $20 apiece on carriages, which reminds you of Maybe, after all, there were lots of interesting events in 1813 that weren’t recorded because there were so few news- s 10 years old, events were more interesting. New Hampshire had become a great manufac- turing state, with 28 cotton factories, 20 iron mills and 22 Wistilieries—which many wets will consider about the right Thomas Ewbank inventing a process of plating lead pipes with tin, Nicholas Longworth, of Cincinnati, in 1823 began the + During the year, Commodore Porter led a naval force against the West Indian pirates and dispersed them. The ‘public cheered, but a more important event was the setting up and starting of the first American steam-power printing Congress in 1823 made its first venture in railroad legisla- ; tion, incorporating a company. to build a railroad from Philadelphia to Columbia, Pa. This was considered decid- édly less important than the completion of the Champlain Yes, Joe Russell has lived through tremendous changes. He saw a backwoods America develop into the richest and It makes you wonder whether you Be ee see y gree s if you, like he, live to . Life seems equally great changes if you, like he ae he anitquated before the century is up, and will be laughed Rubber heels now are on 60 out of each 100 pairs of shoes worn by men. Such is the estimate going the rounds in the It is not surprising if you have noticed how many men vear rubber heels. But maybe you remember back only a Three-fourths of the rubber heels sold are for men’s ®hoes. This is because most of the advertising has been ® One of these days some wise manufacturer of rubber heels avill. notice this. Then he'll call in\the advertising man and Campaigns will follow. And soon women will be wearing It’s all a matter of advertising—the most powerful force in the sale of goods. The ideal combination is advertising, which reaches consumers’ -brains through their eyes, and personal salesmanship which reaches less vividly through Our present standard of living is largely the creation 0 Savartiding. For advertising creates the demand, makes | people want the thing advertised. When the lure becomes jowerful enough, they hustle about and get the money to ‘Advertising thus spurs sales. It also stimulates produc- grace undoubtedly feared that the $ion—both of the things advertised and the things that hav be done on a bigger scale to obtain money for purchasing @ | Sublimated lunatic, “the rich heir,” ‘abetted by the egotistie militarists, a | Germany’s downfall. But no man g | living August 1, 1914, had any con- ‘ Russia by the fanaticism of social- It creates the demand. And the demand induces us to | ;yis't OY naticism of soc’ w ler to get the money to spend. If all advertising (japse of the greatest. military de herp discontinued, the American standard of living | Power in history, - Read the ads... They are a part of the news, telling the ntimate story of the average American’s inner desires. The |. madman. Such a notion was too | * ‘Trouble with having a political job is you are always ——— \Vish crag! Khow ‘what an’ “ism” is? An “ism” is usually. |] 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 i] the day, | | R-PATRIOTISM H an Defense society is alarmed. Periodically the society, | which attempts to impose upon j others its own idea of American ism, goes into hysterics. The other 90,000,000 or so Americans HYPE ; : r ~——~ | who are not members of the so- is exciusively entitled to the use or republication of all news dispatches credited to it or not other-| everyday ‘busin wise credited in this paper and also the local news published jciety move calmly about their 8, day in and da | out, without seeing these menaces | that ever and anon are throwing | | the society into a cold sweat. Just {it seems, is the approaching vis to this country of the Moscow Art er {th { e Moscow Art theater is the | highe: creation of the Russian rf 7 !genius in art. It ed under Daily;by carrier, per year..................++..+..».90.20|the czars, under Kerensky’s gov- Daily by mail, per year (in Bismarck) ................ 7.20) ernment, and is continuing under regime. ernments | y come and go, but this Ru life apart from politics. Neverthe- less the American Defense society is protesting aganist the appear- jince of the theatrical troupe in | this country in the group that it} | | form of soviet propaganda, One presumes that if the Amer- ican Defense society had its ii | would prohibit the eating of sar- | | dines in this country becaus | might have come from st as much dining on Italian sar- | dines will turn one into a member | [of the fascisti, as that listening to | | Russian drama and music will {transform Americans into Bol- But the soclety may be reassur- jed. There is no danger of Bol- |sheviem gaining a foothold in this | owners, and motorists. Bolshev- | ism is an outgrowth of decades of | jority, kept liable to k out in any without propaganda from | Russia. that Russia is recover- period of excesses and | recogniz j ing from i drops its f onditions will be restored to! ia is a cog that is| for smooth running of | | the commercial machinery. A New | York Times correspondent, in at- |tendance at the recent meeting of | the all Russian soviet congress in | Moscow, dec fervor is now little in evi. He says that these intern: ts of yesteryear are now |intensely nationalist, and have a firm belief in the new Russia. He | writes: . { The whole show gave the lie; still believe dissatistaction of | the peasants with what the + soviet regime can offer will | produce a Russian “Thermi- dor” in which the Bolshevists will fall as bloodily as fell Robespierre. The peasants are dissatisfied, but they know who e them the land they now virtually own.” Ostracism was applied to France } after the French revolution, but | tailed. It is failing in the case of Russia. After all, Russia didn’t | invent the revolution, nor the hor- | | ritying bloodshed, that accompa- | |nies it—Sioux Gity Tribune. | | = i HRENBREIT- | THE FLAG OVER { STEIN down yesterday from the historic te t of Ehrenbreitstein, that | a ages ¢ strong-hold of Teutonic | tion and one of the keys to} | 1918, one of the most surprising | episodes of history came to an. end, | | Bhrenbreitstein ig no longer | effective fortress, but as late as the | {middle of the Nineteenth Century, lit was the Gibraltar of the Rhine. jit was a high peak. of German ‘pride. What seer would have {dared prophesy that over its bat- | |tlements in token of conquest ever | should float the banner of a trans- | Atlantic republic? ] at oppositional contact pos- lant W | continental German Empire of the {States of America? If the Kaiser | should elect to dispute the Monroe | Doctrine in the Caribbean Sea or | the Pacific, would not the decision | jbe a naval one? Indeed, an at- American seaboard was more easily envisaged than an American {army marching down the Moselle valley to the occupation of Cob- lentz and the garrisoning of | Ehrenbreitstein, | How far into the future can the | marck in the woods after his dis- |would endanger the Empire. The jold man may even have feared | ception of what was to happen, the ending of the conflict by the agency | of the peaceful Republic of the ‘New World, the economic ruin of lc theorists, the absolute col- That the flag of the United States would float over Ehrenbreitstein would have been the wild guess of | far removed from possibility ever | of human brains. Yet that flag has | just come down from a four years’ flaunting over! the.conquered Rhen- Anything, then, can happen in} thig amazing ‘world, so far as hu-| men vision is concerned? It would’ seem so, ‘There is noth’ng aN population suffering from cruelties | so secure that human folly cannot It will not appear, nor | preposterous chance may not bring it about.— ; Will soviet ideas make any head- | way, without cause. Minneapolis In fact, the sooner the world ADVENTURE OF THE TWINS By Olive Barton Roberts Brown Bear's Pig couldn’t come to postoffice herself, small house except the ome And Miss Patty was fur too stout ° through the rails of the to the wiseacres abroad who | | fence. i “Just wait and I'll read it to you,” she said to the Twins. still, you sit on the top rail of the! fence and read it.to me. I see y glasses and Buster's ing is hard to read.” “Oh, dearest Miss Pat, ae I would that you were mine. From Maine to New York, What is finer than pork? Pray be my valentine. h, darling Miss Pig, , are growing so big, make me heave a sigh. ye so tempting and sweet, (Quite lovely to eat)! Vhat you bring a tear to my eye. f | The Stars and Stripes came|«on, sweetest Miss Swine, you'll be mine, ous to know my fate. | dust that /T am an aclivity opposite the city of Cob-| tf youll j zlentz, which has been throug) |p “the suit 1 press, Mect me tonight by the gate. Germany. When the last American | «gp, soldier quit the area occupied by | q knj the United States since November,! are the lovely Miss Pork, fe and a fork only adornment you need, If you'll only be mine, nd. | Then! together we'll dine, an} And we'll have most “Your tail in a curl, Sets my head all a-whirl, The ring in your nose 1 admire, Oh, lovely Miss Pig, I will dance me a jig, If you'll be my heart's desire.” “That's all,” | sibly could occur between the mid-/ «isnt it lovely!” “If I were you,” 'd be careful. It looks to me Buster Bear wasn’t asking you to his dinner but to be his dinner.” (To Bd Continued) » (Copyright, 1923, NEA Service) jtempted German invasion of our) @—— ">" Hohenzollerns and the United | «; advised Ni, saith unto Him, What is truth?—John, 18:38. That great mystery of time, were ? there no others; the limitable sil- most foreseeing mind peer? Bis-| ent; never-rasting time, silent, like an all-embracing ocean- tide, on which we and the universe swim like exhalations, like appari- tions which are, and then are not; this is forever very literally a mir- acle; a thing to strike us dumb-~ for we have no word to speak about it,—Thomas Carlyle. Freedom! no more sluggishness Dr KINGS PILLS for constipation — to occur even to the most cracked | —————— Connetiatien Free — Lucas Block Phone THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE( yoromar review | DOESN’T THIS BIRD KNOW WHEN TO QUIT? Entered at the Postoffice, Bismarck, N. D., aa Second Class Ne ST fy (Continued From Our Last Issue) “When his door had closed and ne was out of the I rushed up to her; I don’t know what I said; I must have been crazed with jealousy and the mystery of it all. I do re- member, ‘though, quite - distinctly that she turned on me in a cold fury/ forbade me ever to. address her again, and entering her apart- 1) ment, shut the door in my face! I descended, let myself in here almost mechanieally and dropped into that chair you're sitting in now, serg . Craig was settling back in his chair, with a gesture to Barry, when the latter stepped forward. Mr. Ladd, as 1 understand it, your apartment here is a replica of the one just kbove, studio and all. Have you any objection to showing us about?” ki “Not at all.” In contrast to that of the dead woman's Ladd studio was hung with rare tapestries and furnished as luxuriously as that of a social dilettante, yet its easel up- on which stood an unfinished land; seape, and the carved refectory ta- ble carelessly covered with paint tubes and smegred cloths, showed it to be a workroom no less than her “What color do you call th Barry picked up a tube, and squeeze- ing a bit of its contents on the pi lette, he indicated the blotch of rei dish brown. EVERETT TRUE WHY Don't —y |\You Take 1T,7 — TES- HEE BECAYUSS WHEN ZF YB] Te CAVSHINGS over SOMSTHING FUNNY % CANT DO A THING fer EPon the STAIRS a wll NI “Burnt sienna,” responded the art- “I seldom use it—you can see there was none on the pal ette before—but I full assortment of colors on hand. It is odd you should have asked m about that!” “Why?” demanded ly, for the young man’s -tone had tensed with some sudden emotion. “Well, it is just a trivial matter the last time, in fact, that Mrs, Vane and I had a chummy little talk in her studio—I advised her to use more burnt sienna proper-effect of the staircase in that portrait she was Vansittart, the one her—her own body before which was found tonight.” Barry replaced the tube reflétive- ly on the table as Craig, with an evident effort to emulate his col- league, picked up one. of the botties is speculatively. marked, and his again to a dull apathy. “It's funny about this turpentine.” Craig still stood by the table. a cleaning fluid, isn’t it? Seems to me I've smelt that odor somewhere else in this house Natutally the studio permeated with away from the window ‘and let the is! way to the wall switch and turned BY CONDO HERG'S Xour, < ED) PENCIL, EvERte De Ne { ter . delineation, of pompous, good- | taking a blunt pencil’ from his poc- i ket he pressed sharply upon the ¢ globule of gilt, as upon a-bell but-|~ There was meeting of famous | the ¢ompartment dropped forward oo MONDAY: JANUARY 29, 1923 shade drop. “Mr. Ladd, if you'll | just show us through the rest of | your apartment now we won't trou- | ble you any more tonight.” | Barry thanked the artist and bade | him good night. In the hall Craig} | produced a handkerchief and wiped | his ruddy brow, “Well, John, we've a nice mess to/| report at headquarters!” he an- nounced in a low tone that the po- liceman on guard might not hear. “Here's a woman shot dead, and {every last tenant in the house ex- | cept the professor seems mixed up| in it somehow, though every one of | them have lied and peached on the | rest! Who the devil was this Miriam| Vane, anyway? Where did she come| from’and what were the rest of them /| to her?” | “I think we can guess what Ladd was,” Barry whispered as he led his colleague up the stairs once more. “Just an idealistic young fool who let her play with him like a| | cat with a mouse to please her van-} jity and then kicked him out when | he become inconvenient. [He may have killed her, but I don’t think | so; I think he would have adored the woman he thought she was, and protected her with his last breath.” “The wontan he thought she wasf” repeated Craig, pausing on the stairs in his astonishment, VI “What ure we going upstairs} | again for?” demanded Craig. | ot to make my report at headquar were clearly ‘mementos of the past, the foolish faded objects, meaning- less to anyone else, which every woman treasures urtil memory cea- ses ‘to have value. A faded blue satin ribbon, stiff and yellowed at the edges, held a knot of crumbling brown sprigs which must once have been flowers; a torn scrap of real lace, discolor- ed now, and too rich in quality for a graduation. dress. but it might have been a bit of a bridal veil or christening robe once upon a time; a lock of short, curling hair, mat- ted and red-brown; a battered gold locket without initial. or inscrip- tion; an empty cartridge of 44 caliber, and a small snapshot, alike faded and discolored and half torn across as though someone had start- ed to destroy it and then thought better of it. Taking up the faded snapshot he examined it closely. Its, faint lines showed the figure of a tall, slender girl clad in a light-colored gown which made it stand out against what appeared to be a mass of shrubbery in full leaf. At her side and reaching to above her knee was a blurred object resembling a huge do, but the outlines were so indis- tinct that its breed could not be determined. (Continued in Our Next Issue) (Copyright, 1922, NEA Service) ers, and it's getting on toward! morning.” “You're not going to rouse up old Griswold again, then, ‘and ask him} | why he lied about Mis acquaintance | with Mrs, Vane?” Barry bent aj quizzical glance upon the younger! sergeant. | “I am not,” the other announced | with decision. “We have youn Ladd's word for it that Griswold lied but neither of them were under oath. They're both under guard and| in the morning we'll have them dowa| on the carpet and get the truth out | of them.” “That's a good idea,” approved Barry, “And while you are about it, you might find out what time little! Miss Shaw goes out and let the pro-| fessor know. I fancy he'll be wait- ing to hear.” Craig stared, “Oh; yes; I forget that note you slipped under his door. You said something about porch-climbing and! chemistry. You're not putting any-| thing over on me, John?” “No.” Barry smiled. “I'll put the men on guard out- | side wise, so that they won't kick up-a rumpus if they see him, like a modern Santa Claus, perambulating the fire escape with his white whis- kers waving in the early morning | breeze. That note simply asked him! to get into the other apartments | when he was sure the occupants were gone, and search for traces of a ‘certain chemical compound.” “But we'd only just left Miss Shaw's apartment; we hadn’t seen jeither Griswold’s or Ladd’s then!” Craig exclaimed beneath his breath. “You don’t suspect her, John?” Barry smiled, but a trifle dry. | Barry waited until the younger ergeant’s footsteps had died away| in the qiet night air and then! turned to the guard, “Doane, do you know who I am?” The patrolman nodded. “All right,” Barry broke in. “I! take it that your orders tonight, Doane, are to keep guard outside the apartment here in which the woman was shot unless you hear any sus- pitious sound within, or see some- ; thing which you think should be in- | vestigated. Is that so?” “Right, sir,” Doane responded. “Very good. You're going to see and hear something suspicious with- | in five minutes, and that something | is going to be me! Understand?” “I don’t sir,” Doane replied, “But what you say goes, You mean you want to have another look around! the, place? I’ve orders ‘not to let anybody it, but as long as you're taking. the responsibility, the lock is smashed and I can’t see every shadow in this dark hall.” Barry pushed open the broken door, which swung drunkenly on its hinges, and entering the perfumed littered living room, he found his on the opalescent lamps. The little writing desk was open, | its profusion of papers scattered on thé floor, and the drawers of an almost priceless Chinese cabinet had been forced. Approaching the -<t- ter, Barry observed that its con- tents were mainly scraps of draw- ing paper on which tiny figures had been scrawled, each with a few deft lines, and picking ono up he whist- | led softly. : It was a miniature caricature, cruel in its sharply defined charac- natured Theoodre Vinsittart, hus- band of the woman whose unfinished portrait stood on the easel in the studio, and glancing over the others Barry found like caricatures of sev-| eral ‘people..prominent in the ‘social and political life of the city. He was turning away from the cabinet when he noticed something which it was obvious that the de- tectives had overlooked; a, sma!l compartment at the top, with a han- dle formed by a tiny red-gold drag- on, remained: undisturbed, \ Barry tugged at: the little dragoi but it was. immovable, the single gilt eye above: its, snout-like nose seeming to wink mockingly at the futility’ of his efforts. Something about that eye and the’ curious in- formation of its socket gave the sergeant a sudden. inspiration, and ton. Instantly the dragon turned in- ward as pon a string, the front of on noiseless, unseen hinges and. the interior the small, secret space was exposed. ‘ \ Mentally congratulating himself that Doane had elected to remain outside. Barry drew forth the con- tents of the compartment’ in both hands and carried it carefully to a | small table. It was evident enough at last that somewhere beneath the hard,~surface brilliancy and devil-|, |. ishly clever, bitter humor of the dead’ woman there had lurked A -humanly.<sentimental regard for episodes in‘ her life that had van- ished from the sophisticated pres: ent, for there beneath his hana: Those who want to see another war will not demand front seats. riters once lived in attics. Now they livesin cellarsy Hunt the bright side. Longer win- ter lasts the longer Jit will be be- fore spring cleaning. They plan to build a $20,000 hotel in New York, but we can’t s if this is the cost or rate. 00 Most of us read the spring styles to see how much out of style we will be next spring. There is so much war news in the paper we dreaméd we were sleepms ina French box car. Ireland is so quict you can he fight three blocks. Better get those Christmas bills paid before Easter, If some people only | scrat their heads while thinki heads would never get scratchea. All Europe is on edge and some- one is liable to push. St. Louis wofnan shot her husband because he wouldn’t work. Don’t let your wife see this, Passing off cold storage eggs is a shell game. California has a baseball college. Differences between it and some other colleges is not so much. When a young member of the super-sex says she likes your close shave give up or go home. Reader asks if actors make good auto dodgers because they jump from 6ne town to another, No. Groundhog day is coming and someone is sure to say ground hog is sausage. Only eleven more months before this year will be last year. Anything can happen. In Boston, someone stole a bass drum. Your ship can’t come in unless your ship goes out. Throw yourself away and you never like where you land. Winter dresses have more hooks but not as many eyes on them, Robbing the. people isn’t as easy as it once was, There is too much competition. BY W. BOURKE COCKRAN U. 8. Representative From New York, ~ . Sixteenth District. There is an old proverb which runs | something like this: ™ He who knows not and knows not that he knows not, he is a fool, shun him, he who. knows not and knows that he knows not, he can learn, teach him, he who knows and knows not that he knows, he is asleep, wake him; he who knows and knows that he knows, he is wise, follow him. Which is merely way of intru ducing the story of the hotel clerk. scientists in a Chicago hotel, un during ope of the discussions som one called for an encyclopedia. There was none at hand, so one of the men went to the desk and asked of the clerk, “Have you an enoyclopedia 11 the house?” “No, sir, we haven’t,” said the clerk, but—what was it you wished to know?” ASTHM it, but welcome: ig often brought b: § 7. | 18 y VAPO Over 17 Millio: Jars Used Yea Co} % is

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