The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, February 12, 1923, Page 2

‘ motion machines. PAGE TWO THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE Entered at the Postoffice, Bismarck, N. D., as Second Class} Matter. | BISMARCK TRIBUNE CO. - - - Publishers | Foreign Representatives H G. LOGAN PAYNE COMPANY CHICAGO - ieee Sie DETROIT | Marquette Bldg. Kresge Bldg., PAYNE, BURNS AND SMITH | 2 é Fifth Ave. Bidg.| NEW YORK : - MEMBER OF THE ASSOCIATED PRESS The Associated Press is exciusively 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 reserved. MEMBER AUDIT BUREAU OF CIRCULATION SUBSCRIPTION RATES PAYABLE IN ADVANCE Daily by carrier, per year..............05 Daily by mail, per year (in Bismarck)..... 3 sooe tse0) Daily 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) i “HONEST ABE” Again we observe the anniversary of Abraham Lincoln’s birth in 1809. And it occurs to many of us, that Lincoln is stéadily becoming greater with the passing of the years. He died in 1605—only 58 years ago, which 1s a short period in humanity’s history—but already he is being glorified into an almost legendary character. That is because history | is classifying him as a force rather than as a man. His philosophy of personal liberty and the proper inter-relation- ship of human beings is, today, a world influence. | From log cabin and obscure poverty to the presidency | and international fame! Lincoln towers as an indelible re- minder of what America offers to\ real ability, regardless of humble origin. Surely the career of “Honest Abe” is a con- stant inspiration to all Americans struggling to make this a better world for themselves and for others. A DANGEROUS STEP It is unfortunate that the forces which differ over the| state highways program could not have clashed earlier in the present legislative session. There is possibility of so much good or so much harm resulting from action in the legislature that the problem ought not to be settled in the rush of the last weeks. | There is criticism voiced by supporters of house bill No. 233 against the specifications laid down by the federal gov- for building earth roads in North Dakota and there sm of the method of procedure within the state. No effort is made to cure the alleged evil. Instead of curing the supposed evil‘it is proposed to kill the patient. There is good argument for restrictive road building in the next two years. Such curtailment would be an important factor in lessening taxation. Passage of house bill No. 233 won't serve the purpose. It will leave the way open for un- limited local road work, without any restriction. It will al- low the development of a hodge-podge system of roads, un- correlated, poorly supervised, wastefully maintained. One bill offered to curb county expenditures on roads was re- jected in the senate. ie Passage of house bill No. 233 would leave the road pro- gram of the state in a seive with innumerable leaks. It would reject $3,000,000 of federal money to which the state contributed but $80,000 in federal taxes. an organization and make more expensive the building of a néw-one when a future legislature provides for what must eventually come—a real system of state highways. If the opposing forces had met earlier in the session there might have been worked out a program on which most people could agree. Any step now is fraught with danger. CAN YOU INVENT? Ever try to invent anything? Or dream you invented something that made the dollar bills come down like paper snow in an old-time Lincoln J. Carter melodrama? Well ,then, you would find it interesting to attend the international exposition of inventions to be held in New York City at the Grand Central Palace, Feb. 16-23. . Advance notices of the unique devices that will be ex- hibited make us marvel at the vast resourcefulness of the human mind. One inventor has an automatic typewriter eraser. Another has a mechanical chimney-sweep. About everything possible seems to have been attempted by the exhibitors. One fellow even promises to bring an “airplane | barge” —if there’s a big enough door to get it into the building. | —= _Auto shows, by charging ‘admission, introduced some- | thing new into the business world—making people pay to! look into the show windows. Who knows but what the idea will be developed until the public has to pay admission to; get into stores? i We hope the inventors charge sufficient entrance fee to | provide a nestegg for each of them. An inventor usually | needs it. ‘As a rule, the profits from an invention are reaped ; by: the people who create a sales market. Emerson said | that if you make a better mouse trap the world will beat a | path to your door. That was fine Big» Talk. But it was | hokum—as every inventor learns when he starts trying to market his invention. 2 A good feature of this New York exposition is that it will | bring together the inventors and the men with idle capital who are looking for something to promote. Henry Ford, retalling the trouble he had getting capital interested in his “gasoline buggy,” will sigh and wish there’d been such a get-together meeting when he was a young man. ¢ Age einionsphne anyentor used tobe a jack-of-all-trades, wi rpetual motion as his goal. He began getting more practleal after Uncle Sam announced that he'd no Jonger even consider applications for patents on so-called perpeutal + Running our eye over the list of inventions to be displayed in New York, we are struck by the fact that—with only a/ few exceptions—the devices are highly practical in nature. It’s a good thing that the great human inventive force is flowing along practical lines. Nothing we use is an ir perfection. Most of our devices are not more.than 10 cent efficient. You are reminded of this when you otice that most of the farmers goes up the chi B r on of a furnace that would utilize three-fourths the heat would be worth more to the Steam Age than a petual notion machine. \ ii ak Salutations, you inventors!. You-are the leaders who are civilization higher and higher. Your inventions } 0 t00 heavy, to which reference has It would tear down} 8 |her power in od EDITORIAL REVIEW || Comments yaad t in ra golumn may or may not expre) the opinion of The Tribune. hey are presented here in order that our readers may have both sid of important issues which being di wed in the press of the ay. i} EVERY CLASS SUFFERS | Those states which pursue @ sound and liberal tax policy are) certain to ‘benefit industrially at) the expense of those other states | which seem bent on throttling and | driving out industry by oppressive | and penalizing taxation. It {3} lamentable to see instance after in- | stance in which Wisconsin is suf- | fering in this respect. It is not) only what the Wisconsin tax policy | is doing to productive and employ- , ing industry, but the apprehensive | fear of worse to come that is de- | moralizing the state situation. In addition to the several big con- cerns leaving or about to leave Wisconsin because of a tax burden been made in these columns, there is the case of the Cooper Under- wear company of Kenosha, which abandons its plans of expansion of its plant in that city and transfers it to Mithigan, which encourages instead of penalizing industrial enterprise. The president of this company sent the following tele- gram to officials: “Beause of the present Wis- consin program of legislation adverse to industries, we have decided to expand the Michigan plant to take care of additional production instead of the Ke- nosha plant, as _ originally planned. This year the plan is to increase the production of the Manistee plant 33 per cent. We are already adding addi- tional employes as rapidly as possible.” In Minnesota generally and in the Twin Cities partiularly the hope of an industrial expansion has every reasonable foundation. The situation is such that nothing can blight this hope but a mistaken taxation policy. Enterprise look- ing to expansion and new under- takings seeking satisfactory loca- tions keenly examine taxation conditions. Wisconsin is losing through its mistaken policy. It is driving out the industries which pay the taxes and fill the pay en- velopes. It is adding to the ‘taxes of the concerns whcih remain and reducing the sales of the business it retains. Every farmer and every ‘business man will feel the effects. Every farmer and every business man in Minnesota is subject to the effects of a state taxation policy, suffering or benefiting as it is bad or good, unsound or wise.—St. Paul Dispatch. ROAD OPPORTUNITY IN MINNESOTA Tourists are calling at Minne- sota’s door for entrance into the scenic parts of the state. The building of a hard road from near the Iowa line to the northern counties hag increased the number of visitors by several thousand. ‘Several years ago California paved her main highways for the j tourists, with the result that mil- lions of dollars are left there every year by the tourists. This can be duplicated in Minnesota when we do what California has done. There must be hotels, of course, and certain small developments that go with opening a new region, but these will take cage of themselves after we get the roads. The pres- sure of the tourists will settle those questions very largely. The State Highway Commission proposes the issuance of twenty millions of bonds for the next two years, ten million per year. A good many people will hurry to the conclusion that this means in- creased taxation, it means no in- crease in taxation, because the user of the highway will pay the bill and also maintain the high- way. We believe “Mr. Babcock has been very fortunate in outlining a Program that is practical and that is working up to date. He says the state needs one thousand miles more of paved road, and this twenty million dollars will build that and maintain all the other Toads at the same time. With one thousand miles more of paved roads on those lines where traffic is too heavy for maintenance cost, there can be two roads built across the state, Minneapolis-Northwest, Minneapolis-Southwest, and also the Minneapolis-Duluth line can ‘be built on which traffic is ‘very heavy, and where the maintenance cost compels paving. The theory ,of this paving plan to supply a hard road where the traffic is so heavy that the cost of maintenance exceeds the cost of paving. This is a very favorable time for paving contracts, as the price is down a good deal from’ what it was one or two years ago. It is hoped that the Legislature will give prompt support to this meas- ure and thus complete Minnesota’s road program. ( In the opinion of Mr. Babcock it will not be necessary to issue an: more road bonds in Minnesota, be cause the serious places will have been taken care of out of the pro Posed amount and the balance of the roads can be maintained as ¢ravel highways. There, of course, will be more or less paving in a small way, as some bad place de- velops when traffic fmereases on given highways, but with the three or four great trunk lines built, the heavy traffic will be. well under control. Minnesota has not diécovered yet the tourist direction. More people seek vacations in Summer than jn Winter. If Cali- fornia can find it le to carry on big | es in the ‘Winter, ‘corteinly ‘Mianesote can State that will Vield tenets to aor locality —Minnespolis Jour- Being good takes lots of practice.’ BEGIN HERE TODAY Fate had seen fit to shape the life of young BARRY HOUSTON into a series of tragic molds. A bitter experience in his past caused his father te lose faith in his son and therc- fore bequeath ¢o him timber hold- ings in Tabernacle only on condi- tion that a high out-put be -main- tained, Mysterious accidents have _pre- vented this and Houston, arriving from Boston, finds that this is due to the treachery of his mill superin- vendent, FRED THAYER. Houston is as- sisted in his work in the timber country by BA'TISTE RENAUD, French-Canadian, whose life has been saddened by the double tragedy of his son’s death in France and the unsolved murdez of his wife. Houston discharges Thayer despite the remonstrances o} AGNES JIERDON. a girl who has a mysterious hold over Houston. The mill is burned. Houston d_- cides to carry on the fight when he is confronted with a forged lease which turns his timber rights over to a neighboring lum- ber company. Houston claims he doesn’t remember signing such a lease, In the presence of MEDAINE ROBINETTE, to whom Houston is attracted, Thayer says Houston probably doesn’t remein- ber the night he murdered his cousin TOM LANGDON. White-hot with anger, Barry Hous- ton lurched forward, to find himself caught in the arms of the sheriff and thrown back, He whirled—and stopped, looking with glazed, dead- ened eyes into the blanched, horri- fied features of a girl who evidently had heard the Accusation, a girl who stood poised in revulsion a moment before she turned, and, almost run- ning, hurried to mount her horse and tide away. And the strength of anger left the muscles of Barry Houston, The red flame of indigna- tion turned to a sodden, dead thin, He could not realize that Medai Robinette had heard him accused without a single statement given in his own behalf; that Medaine, the girl of his smoke-wreathed dreams, now fully and thoroughly believed him—a murderer! CHAPTER IX Dully, Houston turned back <c the sheriff and to the goggle-eyed Ba'tiste, trying to fathom it all. Weakly he motioned toward Thayer, and his wor@s, when they came, were hollow and expressionless: “That's a lie, Sheriff. I'll admit that I have been accused of murder. I was acquitted. You say that noth- in counts but the court action—and that’s all I have to say in’ my be- half. In regard—to this, I'll obey the court order until I can prove to the judge’s satisfaction that this whole thing is a fraud and a fake. In the meanwhile, almost piteously, “do you care go with me, Ba’tiste?” Heavily, silently, the Freych-Cana- dian joined him, and together they walked down the narrow road to the camp. Neither spoke for a long time, “Well, Ba'tiste,” came in strained tones, “I might as wellvhear it now. "ll only be leaving a sinking an eccentric “What you do?” “That depends entirely on you. If you’re with me, I fighi Tf not— well. frankly—I don’t Ww.” “‘Member the mill, wien he byrn down?” “Yes, “You no believe ‘Ba'teese did heem. Well,:now Ino believe either!” “Honestly, Ba’tiste?” Houston had gripped. the other man’s arm. “You don't believe it? don't— “Ba’teese believe M’sien Houston. You look Jike, my’ Pierre, My Pierre he could do ‘no wrong. Ba’teesa satisfy.” fiom THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE NOW COMES THE SQUEEZE the veins of Barry Houston—that simple, quiet statemgnt of the old trapper. His voice bore \a’ vibrant tone, almost of excitement: “I'm going back to Boston tonight. I'm going to find out about this. There’s fraud, Ba'tiste—and ['ll proveit if I can get back to Boston. Miss Jierdon knows the truth about this whole thing—every step of the way. Will you tell her?” “Oui. Ba'teese tell her—about the flume and Mi’sieu Thayer, what he say. You go Boston tonight?” “Yes.” Weazened, wrinkle-faced little Jen- kins met him at the Boston office. “You’re back, Mr. Houston! I didn’t know whether to send the notice from the Mountain, Plains and Salt Lake BailroadNit just came yester- day.” Abstractedly, Houston picked it up and glanced at the specifications. “Jenkins!” Houston's voice was sharp, insistent. The weazened man entered, rubbing his hands. “Have we any stumpage tracts?” “Only one, sir.” “One? What!” “The one you signed, sir, to Thayer and Blackburn, just a week or so before you started out West. Don’t you remember, you sign ed it, togéther with a lease for the flume site and lake?” “I signed nothing of the sort!” “You certainly did, sir.” “You're lying!” * “I don’t lie, si ‘A, Ixattested the It sent a new flow of bloéd througa con- In RUCES CR THS ROAD, -| make a case. A, worthless cousin, | EVERETT TRUE. BY CONDO AUTO SUEC@SESTLONy ¢ | SUS EL SUCCSST THAT YOU COME Race HERS AND PARK YOUR ALTO: ACCORDING To THE signature and saw you read both contracts. Pardon, sir, but if any one’s lying, sir— yourself!” CHAPTER } Ten minutes after that, Barry Houston was alone in his office Jenkins was gone, discharged; and Houston felt a sort of relief in the} knowledge that he had departed. | He returned to Tabernacle and | unattempted the only solution; ne! must secure timber from Medainc! Robinette and bid on the railroad contract. | Houston felt that he would be pre- | suming to ask it of her—himself a| stranger against whom had come | the accusation of murder. Yet, withal, in @ way he welcomed the} chance to see her and to seek to| explain to her the deadly thrusts which Fred Thayer had sent against him. ‘ » Medaine’s tiand' trembled slightly as she extended it to Ba'tiste.| Houston she received with a bow— forced, he thought. ~ “We have come for business, Me- daine,” Ba’tiste announced. “M’sieu Houston, he have need for flume site.” R She seemed to hesitate then and Houston took a sudden resolve, It might as well be now as later. “Miss Robinette,” he began, com- ing forward, “I realize that all this needs some explanation. Especially,” and he halted, “about myself.” Houston came directly to question. “It's simply this, Miss Robinette If I am guilty of those things, you don’t want to have anything to do with me, But I am here to tell you that I am not guilty, and that it all has, been a horrible blunder of cir-| cumtance. It is very true in onc} sense—” and his voice lowered “that about two years ago in Boston, I was arrested and tried for mur~ der.” “So Mr. Thayer said.” | “I was acquitted—but not for the reason Thayer gave. They couldn't the | Tom Langdon, was murdered. They ; WHAT'S AUT FHAT'S AUTO. | leaning ‘on the ring. Once, while in * pocket. I struggled with him for rt, !the blow of a club or a hammer.! MONDAY, ~ FEBRUARY 12, 1922 said I did it with a wooden mallet which I had taken from a prize fight, and which had been used to hammer on the gong for the begin- ning and the end of the rounds. I had been seen to take it from the fight, and it was found the next morning beside Langdon, There was| human blood on it. I had been the} last person seen with Langdon. But| they couldn’t convince the jury; Ii went free, as I should have done. I! was innocent!” Houston, white now with themem- ories and with the necessity of rt- tailing again the presence of a girl who, to him, stood for all that could mean happiness, gritted his| teeth for the determination to go on with the grisly thing, to hide noth- ing in the answers to the question which she might ask. But Medaine Robinette, standing beside the win- dow, the color gone from her cheeks, one hand fingering the cur- tains, eyes turned without, gave no evidence ‘that she had heard. , “I hadn‘t seen Tom Langdon in five years. Always had looked on him as a sort of black sheep. He asked for my father and appeared ankious to see him, I told him that father was out of town. Then he| said he would stay in Boston until he came back, that he had informa- tion for him that was of the great- est importance, and that when ae told father what it was, that ie, Langdon, could have anything my father possessed in the way of a job and competence for life. lt sounded like blackmail—I could} think of nothing else coming from Tom Langdon—and I told him so.} That was unfortunate. There were several persons in my office at the} time. He resented the statement and we quarreled, They heard it and later testified. He suggested that | we go to dinner together and insist- | ed upon it. There was nothing to do! but acquiesce; especially as I now was tryingto draw from him some- ting of what had brought him here. We had wine. Oh,” and he swerved) suddenly toward the woman at the window, “I’m not trying to make any excuses for myself. We left the cafe, he fairly intoxicated, myself| greatly so. We saw the advertise-! ment of a prize fight and went, get- ting seats near the ringside. They weren't close enough for me. I bribed a fellow to let me sit at the press stand, next to the timekeeper, and worried him until he let me have the mallet that he was using! to strike the gong. | “The fight was exciting—especial- | ly to me in my condition. I was standing most of the time, even this position, one of the men, who} was blecding, was knocked down. He struck the mallet. It became covered with blood, No one seemed to notice that, except myself—and everyone | was too excited. A moment more and the fight was over. Then I struck the mallet in my pocket, — telling everyone who cared to hear that I was carrying away a souvenir. Langdon and I went out together. “We started home—for he had an- nounced that he was going to spend | the night with me. Persons about} ub heard him. It was not far to the! house and we decided to walk. On| the way, he demanded the mallet for! himself and pulled it out of my| finally, however, to be bested, and starfed away. I’ went home and to bed. About four o'clock in the morn- ing, I was awakened by the police. They had found Tom Langdon dead, with his skull crushed, evidently by They said I did it.” (Continued in Our Next Issue) By James A. Gallivan U. S. Representative From Massa- chusetts, Twelfth District There was an election coming, and in my bailiwick, anyhow, the inter- est didn’t seem to be exactly in- tense. Meeting an old ward heeler, I said: “Well, Jim, what does’ it look like to you—will the Republicans or De- mocrats win?” “Aw, Mr. Gallivan,” he responded, “they'll ALL be licked—nobody’ll be elected.” MANDAN NEWS | A number of Bismarck residents attended the dinner given by Mr. and Mrs, Joseph P. Hess of Man- dan Saturday evening, ce ee John Bagley of Fort Clark who has been a patient at the Deacon- ess hospital has returned fo his home. § Curtis F. Brown, district deputy called deputy exalted ruler of the Elks of North Dakota will make an You can buy a house for 40 cents in Russia, but none of the Russian neighborhoods are very nice. A Eunice (La.) duck hunter dis- guised himself as a cow, much co the disgust of the ducks. Horse races are held early in the morning in Manila, so the bettors can cuss the rest of the day. Wet feet are said to be one cause of grippe. It shouldn't be so very hard to give them up. A Laporte (Ind.) woman spent 25 years making a quilt, so quite na- rally it is a crazy quilt. In Rome, girls out of jobs are asking for husbands, which is one way of finding work. Rate on mileage books has been cut 20 percent. These are fine books to read on the train. Food experts say farmers are poor eaters, but an expert of any kind is liable to say anything. Detroit cop his wife never voluntarily kissed him, Scunds like resisting an officer. I€-you think clothes don’t count, try going without any. Women are taking up sports. Be very careful if you are a sport. A coreless apple has been devel- oped now, but the juiceless grap2- fruit has been here always. New Hampshire dog team ran 63 miles in seven hours, Perhaps a dog catcher was driving. coal in Con- ay we didn't They are bootleggi necticut, and you can't warn you they would. While St, Louis is placing a cow and a pig in her zoo, she should include an old-fashioned lightning rod salesman, Suits with two pairs of trousers are in demand, Why not throw it an extra coat and vest also? There is a shortage of log cabins for presidents to be born in. Next couple asking’ for divorce will be ham and eggs. A bachelor is a man woo is afraid of fire arms. ADVENTURE OF THE TWINS By Olive Barton Roberts One day Mr. Flippety Flop, the kind little fairy with the en-or- mous fect, came striding up to the hickory tree postoff “Any mail for me?” he asked in a cheery voice. Nick looked in Mr. Flippety Flep’s letter box and handed him a pile of letters. “Yes, jsir, lots of them,” said he. “Valentines, every one of them, 1 bet you!” cried the little fairyman. And sure enough they were. This one was from Pauline Poz- cupine: 4 “I send to you this’ Valentine, Yours truly, Polly Pocupine.” This one was from Marty Mink “Dear sir, to you good health i drink, Yours truly, Mister Marty Mink.” This one from-—well you can see’ for ‘yourself: “I wiggle my ears, and I skip and 1 hop, And I send you my best, Mr: Flip- pety Flop. You are kind and you're nice and you're awfully funny, And I send you my best, Miss Cottontail Bunny.” Another one was: “Won’t you call on me soon, In the full of the moon? Miss Cynthia Coon.” The rest went like this: “My tail’s\in a curl, And my heart’s in a whirl, Miss Saucy Nose Squirrel.” “The sight of you sets my heart ail agog, I live at the end of the old hollow Jog. ia Miss Frog.” “I like you ’cause you're nice and fat. Mathilda Molly May Muskrat,” “The sun doth shine, The wind doth blow, I'l be your valentine. Miss Crow.” “Goodness!” exclaimed Mr, Flip- pety Flop, blushing. “I never knew 1. was so popular.” “It’s because you are so nice and Aind and always doing favors,” said Nancy. APE “Well, it’s certainly not because official visit to the Mandan lodge|I am beautiful,” declared the funny tonight as which time twenty-five fairyman, looking fawns will be initiated. The Delmonico Cafe management has been taken over by Mrs. Charles Buffington and her niece, Miss Dorothy Beckman and Merry of Minneapolts. The cafe will be run under the name of “The Twin City Cafe” hereafter. ———_—______¢ |.. A THOUGHT. | —+——_______¢ But they shall sit every manun- der his vine and under his afraid: for the mouth of the Lord of hosts hath spoken it-—Mic. 4:4. © peace! thou source and soul of social life; : Beneath whose calm inspiring in- fluence bad Science his views enlarges, Art re- |! fines, ‘ ‘And swelling Commerce opens all her ports; ‘ Blessed be the man gives us thee! divine, who Thomson, ‘iss Pearl |, ruefully at his feet and pulling his top-knot. “There must be something in what you say.” fer (To Be Continued)