The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, June 27, 1923, Page 4

PAGE FOUR THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE! Entered at the Postoffice, Bismarck, N. D., as Second Class Matter, x BISMARCK TRIBUNE CO, : - : Publishers! Foreign Representatives G, LOGAN PAYNE COMPANY | CHICAGO - . . - - DETROIT | Marquette Bldg. PAYNE, BURNS AND SMITH NEW YORK - : - - Fifth Ave. Bldg. | lent Harditg has come | ‘ae - r ry ee ee = aw , und will spend a couple 0: MEMBER OF THE ASSOCIATED PRESS months. ‘vn the provinces distant The Associated Press is exclusively entitled to the use or| won RM 3 (eee republication of all news dispatches credited to it or not other. {Iusell in a, dierent aumosphete | wise credited in this paper and also the local news published | herein. All rights of repubhcation of special disvatcnes herein are, also reserved. MEMBER AUDIT BUREAU OF CIRCULATION SUBSCRIPTION RATES PAYABLE IN ADVANCE Daily by carrier, per year...........ccec cece eee ee $7.20 Daily by mail, per year (in Bismarck). . - 7.20} Daily by mail, per year (in state outside Bismarck) .... 5.00) Daily by mail, outside of North Dakota . 6.00} (Established 1873) WELCOME BANKERS Bismarck is proud to eritertain the North Dakota Bank- ers’ Association and trusts that the present m will beleult, period of reconstru oe Ata ita: th a] f lt I _ oe Sn , {lowing the paralysis of the war | 4 success and helpful to the | AIS UDIOREESSilrnnnyy) Thalelalion levOUiel ve owes much to the courage, for s council of the }much time and effort for publicity | bankers of the state. They are the men on the firing line.|of schemes concerning foreign | In common with everyone in business life, be he behind a[ world courts and other que and counter or following the plow, the banker has stood the “gaff” in these times of deflation. The North Dakota banker has faced the problems courageously —they have not been quitte: I very citizen of Bismarck should join in a hearty wel- come to make the present session one long to be Pemembered, Bismarck’s latchstring is out and every facility the city has is at the disposal of the bankers. A most interesting program has been arranged. A great portion of the work of the state association is educat onal A survey of the schedule of addresses shows the subjects which concern these men who through th years have worked to stabilize conditions in th most unfavorable political conditions. As a class the: been scored most roundly, but they stood by their gu many of their predictions of what would happen because ot the state’s wild plunge into unsound finance have come true. This meeting heralds a better day in North Dakota if not the “new day” which the visionaries clamored and chattered for from the hustings. There is a better spirit everywhere even among the politica! adversaries whose extreme views time has tempered. | There is a great work before the state to bring the city and the farm dweller into closer union. This can be done best by the simple ecemmon sense “Golden Rule” plan and the bankers as a class have been doing this very thing and upon them the state can depend in this great nee1 of restor- ing the old feeling of comity between town folk nd farme: No city in the state has made greater strides than Bis marck in the last ten yea’ View the great bridge over the ssouri, it typifies the vision that actuates the great slope country, but there is no narrow feeling of scctionalism here for what profits any part of the state profits all. Welcome bankers. We ere sure you will like Bismarck. YOUR VACATION Take a vacation, no matter how hard it may be to find time for one, this summer. Change is absolutely necessary to rest the nerve cente And the city person should make it a point to take his vacation in the country, while the farmer and those who spend their lives on farms or in small towns should come to the city and enjoy city life for a short time. This excellent advice comes from Health Commissioner} Mahoney of Boston. Most ‘of us are suffering, in varying degrees, from “nerves,” a malady created by the hustle and rush of civili- zation— and it is increasing in frequency and intensity as we become more “ ed,” whatever that means, We of the citie yed up highly. We work under great nervous pressure, speeded up to the last ounce of! energy. And we get the clock wound so tightly that we ‘re- main keyed up when away from work. We rush about the streets as if going to a fire. We gulp our meals. We sit down at home after dinner and immediately become restless — begin drumming our fingers, wanting to “start something.” Maybe we go to a theater or movie. Impatient to get past, the'people in line ahead of us. So restless that we can’t ke: our seats until the final curtain drops or the picture end That’s why musical shows come to an abrupt ending. They | have to. No one would be left in the house if the show ended peacefully and artistically. | All this is “nerves.” Its imprint is on our strained faces, ; in our keyed-up walking or auto driving, in our general im- | patience. When a person has a nervous breakdown, the first thing | the: physician recommends is “a change.” The best kind of | a change is a complete one. So Mahoney is right. “The city mak should vacation in the country. The farmer and small- | town resident should vacation in the city. Contrast is a nerve restorative. It is informative, broad- ens our vision, restores our balance, gives us the proper per- spective. What does you most good on a vacation is the “change,” rather than the air or rest or recreation. And, the more complete the change, the more recuperative. The brain worker, for, the same reason, will do best by spending his holidays where he’ll have physical labor to do — | preferably camping chores. And the man who works with! his muscles can get the greatest vacational benefits by giving his.muscles a rest and exercising his brain, reading, thinking. A good rule, is Mahoney’s, and it can be applied in every- day life as well as during vacations. By complete “change” | —doing the opposite to your routine—you can get at least an} hour’s vacation every day. i i EDISON "Thomas A, Edison’s youngest son, Theodore, graduates from Boston “Tech.” He doesn’t care for radio, Mind runs to mathematics. and applied sciences. Never tried to invent anything except a war device for cutting a wide swath through barbed wire entanglements. ; “However, his pa—greatest living inventor—did enough creative work for the whole family for 10,000 years to come. Heredity is queer, isn’t it—things we inherit and things we don’t? # MOY BOCK HAN 4Richest Chinese in America; Moy Bock Han of Portland, » is traveling around the country raising money to start schools in China. He is phenomenally unlike the average siser,” in that he chips in $150,000 himself. ir. Moy looks quite'a bit like the elder John D. Rocke- did before he lost his hair. We would pay $10 admis- { n to see the two. match wits in a business deal, Kresge Bldg. |, «truthful story of what the major: ity of the we: farmers need and are going to get--sooner or later, Travel is educational and the pres- dent's western trip is certain to *)could not have included in hi: j without us. |time at each | been here at all! EDITORIAL REVIEW Comments reproduced in this column may or maj not exprese ibune. the opinion of The are presented bere order that our readers may have both sides of important issues which are being discussed ta the press of} the day, . WILL AND W n those that prevail in the Impe City on the Poto- mac, w e ideals of government | ure for part of the people all the time; where most of the laws are wade for a minority by a minority; | where Uncle Sam is always consid- influences fr tred a rich old boob, fit for the | plucking: | Perhaps the President will get a} chan to talk with some of the unabashed common folks, and get | be an educator Incidentally he will tell his story ef the stewardship of the adi ‘ration, during a trying and d | ruction. fol- | that touch the people remote nd are understood vaguely, th are | domestic problems of far. greater | concern that clamoring for acquain- | tance and settlement; and on some | f these problems the president is advertised to speak. The depres i foreign subjects of avon, multiplicity immizration, American inte that must be at- toeked and their solution under- teken. idership in the work i nat expected from the ad- ' THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE TIME FOR THE EXTERMINATOR | There SEEMS To Be SOMETHING ELSE BESIDES VEGETABLES GROWING IN MY GARDEN ' ition in power. egrotted that the president ur vey of the people and the obstacles that are interposing themselves as economic barriers, to the most im portant, indust of the country, the region of the northwestern states. Jamestown Daily Alert. | It is ADVENTURE OF THE TWINS By Olive Roberts Barton The next place the cute little train stopped at called Merry-Go- Round Town. As soon as the Twins got off at the station they heard the music. It didn’t take long for them to find the place where the Merry-Go-Round was, because all they had to do was | to go in the direction the sounds came from, “Ding! Ding!” went a bell when the Twins were almost up to it. Then the musie stopped and the Merry-Go-Roung slowed down, | Right beside them was a little coop with a wire window which had “Tickets” in large letters over the was wish we had some moncy whispered Nancy to Nick. “I'd love to have a ride!” Just then a funny little fellow stuck his head up over the counter of the little coop and said, “You don’t need any monky here. We give our tickets away for nothing.” “Goody!” cried both ‘Twins. “That's kind!” “How many?” asked the funny lit- tle man. “Six tickets a piece, please,” said Nick quickly. i “Oh, we won't’ have time,” de- clared Nancy. “The train will go You see,” she explained to the funny little ticket man, “we are traveling through Choo-Cioo Land to hunt for my rag doll who is lost. And we just have a short station. You didn’t happen to see Ruby Joan, did you?” “No, I didn’t,” answered the little man kindly. “I don’t believe she’s But now that you | are here, you may as wel] enjoy } yourselves. Hop on and ride as long as you like and I'll telephone to Mister Toots, the engineer of the Choo-Choo Express, to wait for your.” ank you!” Crieq the Twins rac- ing toward the Merry-Go-Round ana climbing on, They rode pn every one of the animals from the zebra to the giraffe, It was enough to make them dizzy for the rest of their lives. After while they went .back to | their train, after thanking the kind little man, : (To Be Continued.) (Copyright, 1923, NEA Service, Inc.) FORGETS HIS WEDDING. | London, June 27.—The bride was waiting at the church. The registrar was there. The priest was vested. But the groom didn’t show up. He had forgotten it was his wedding day. Late that afternoon, he came to. Pro- fuse apologies. And then everybody was happy again, Piles Can Be Cured Without Surgery An instructive book has been pub- lished by Dr. A. S.° McCleary, the noted rectal specialist of Kansas City. This book tells how sufferers from Piles can be quickly and easi- ly cured without the use of knife, scissors, “hot” iron, electricity or any other cutting or burning meth- od, without confinement to bed and no hospital bills to pay, The method has been a success for tw«*fy-four years and in more than e'ght thou-| sind cases. The book is sert pe paid free to persons afflicted with | piles or other rect] troubles who/ clip this item and, mail4t w'th name | and address to Dr. McCleary, 42} Parkview Sanitarium, Kans Mo. | you said. “Well! At the table I took | LETTER FROM L IE PRESCOTT TO HER HUSBAND, JOHN ALDEN PRESCOTT, I know you will be glad to know, st, that I am really having a time on this visit in New Mother bought Alice a very won-| What do you suppose that man, derful wardrobe to go abroad and| who is older than you, haq the as- dad insisted the first day I was here} surance to tell me? That 1 was I should go out and buy frock or two, although I id not n them and rather have money for things. I did, however,-buy one evening gown and, oh Jack, it’s splendifer- ous, All shimmering gold cloth ex- cept where it leaves my neck and armg quite bare. You'd love it, Jack. The other night we were all going to the Midnight Frolic, but at the last moment Alice, who had eaten too much candy, became and mother and dad insisted Karl Whitney and I should go on alone. a Did I tell you that Karl came down to see Alice off? Honestly, Jack, 1 think he is quite smitten on the child and she is simply dippy about him. I went with him, dear, and had a perfectly wonderful time, but 1 wished for you every minute, Do you remember how, before we were married, you always insisted after I had used the lipstick on my mouth, in looking me over to see if “the color were on straight”—as myself a told him would other the that | 4 out my vanity case, as I always do d repaired my makeup with you, a a little. estly, ent that I was going to look into” your face and I cannot tell how dis- appointed I was when It was Karl's much more frivolous and not half as sensible as my little sister Alice! I got back at him by telling him how happy you and I were together and how you were just the loveliest ‘nan in all the world—which you are, ‘dear. I told him I would rather be poor with you thap wear the jewels that any other man hag given me even! if they were worth a king’s ransom. Karl looked said, quite ill |Spearls.” sto. me. from someone Betty Stokley had sent them to her from England. »bring for Beatrice the bes “Yes,” answered Karl, “they make one think that if imitation pearls can look so perfect, how is a man to know anything that is real—even real love.” Karl always diq say the quecrest things, Jack. Germany is said to be the best equipped of any country for getting control of the air by means of air- | planes, t instinctively I turned around ck, I thought for a kind of queer and he gave you those And I answered, “Heavens, only Alice gave them She told me she got them that made me think “Then I'll try to get her to back another string for me Grimshaw. They are ationg I ever saw.” imit LESLIE. | EVERETT TRUE BY CONDO’ | (OnE MOMENT, Wow, BEFORS \YoURE NOT Gowns To DRIVE BACKWARDS JALG THE WAY THERE, ARS Vou No. ‘ou THINIC So § WS START! = » THES. CONDITION. CE YOUR WINDSHIECD MADS. ,IMGS “THINK SO’ L SAXsLOOK AT IT. THROUGH irs! You. MAY, Risk, YouR BECAUSE You CAN'T CLEAN UT. § NOT CaeS. WASTHER YoU aeS, ByUTvEe Cor CooK AT tT es a eco One, TOO iit | Mae arenncs 2) | La e (80. bad, i emehody. starts cussing, The happiest mosquitoes on earth live in the Belgian Congo, people wear no clothes at all. where Eggs cost only a nickel a dozen now, but this in China, The German marks being sold here went so low they came out on this side of the earth. Orégon/céterpillkrs‘Attacked a col- cge to get a taste of culture. Wild noises’ coming from a Flori- da swamp may be an orator dusting off his July Fourth speech. Wait until fall to buy your straw hat. It will be cheaper then. Chicago woman of 78 whipped burglar, probably by just imagining|! he was her husband, Maybe Senator Borah could have this summer changed a little. A Kansas City plumber was sent to the pen for 12 years, “Must have a pipe that needs fixing. Philadelphia’ station may have caught fire from the remarks of a man getting into an upper. 7 ae Sunburn may be removed from face and arms by 80 days in jail. These days are so sultry you can’t tell if a man is stretching or telling a fish tale. ' One of the oldest bicycle plants went broke at Toledo, O. Two can’t spoon on a bicycle. You can tell school is. out because more bottles of milk ate being miss- ed from front porches. What this country needs most is less needs, ‘ They are urging us to buy our winter coal now, presumably mean- ing our coal for last winter. About the only way to keep the ants out of your picnic lunch is to let the cow get it. . It is estimated that Bryan says more than two women, three barbers and a good phonograph. + , Thousands of young doctors are completing their study of. anatomy at the bathing Beaches. A neighbor -has gotten three gal- lons, of beans and six chickens out of only one row. i St. Louis painter fell four stories and walked away, but don’t try it if you have corns. a Camping gets one out in the open. . WEDNESDAY, JUNE 27, 1923 D BEGIN HERE TODAY Michacl. husband of, Jenny Pen- ean, disappears from his home on Dartmoor. He is last seen in the company’ of Robert Redmayne, to Jenny, when the two men Visit a new bungalow being buflt by Michael near Foggintor Quarry. .Blood is found on the floor of the cottage and witnesses testify to having seen Robert ride away on his motor bicycle with a heavy sack behind the saddle. The sack is found in a rabbit hole a far dis- tance from the scene of the suppos- ed murder. Mark Brendon, famous criminal investigator, is @mgaged by Jenny to solve the mystery. Jenny goes to live with her uncle Bendigo Red- mayne. Brendon calls at Bendigo's REDMAYNES' COPYRIGHT 1922 TAR MEMILLAN COMPANY RELEASED By NEA SERVICE INC. AGRGT.MET. NEWSP. SVS. ter disposing of the body under Berry Head, your brother must have disguised himself in some way and taken an early train from Paignton to Newton Abbot and from Newton Abbot to Plymouth. We would al-: ready have been. there and lying low | before the hunt began.” x “That's how I figure it,” answer- ed the sailor. z “When did you last sce him, Mr. Redmayne?” “Somewhere about a month ago. He came over for the day with Miss Reed*the young woman he was go- ing to marry.” “Was he all right, then?” Bendigo considered, and scratched in his ted beard. home and mcets Giuseppe Doria, who works there. ‘ NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY Bendigo Redmayne grunted. “Come in and see the letter,” he aid. “I never thought you'd fail. [It's all very terrible indeed and I'm damned if I understand anything about it. But one fact is clear: my brother wrote this letter and he wrote it from Plymouth; and since he ‘hasn’t been reported* from Ply- mouth, I feel very little doubt the thing he wanted to happen has hap- pened.” Then he turned to his niece. “We'll have a cup of tea in half an hour, Jenny. Meantime I’li take Mr. Brendon up to the tower room along with ime.” Mrs. Pendean the house and with the sailor. They passed through a square hall disappeared into Mark followed her full of various foreign curiosities collected by the owner. Then they ascended into a large, octagonal chamber, like the lantern of a light- house, which surmounted the dwell- ing. “My lookout,” explained Mr. Red- mayne. “In foul weather I spend all my time up here and with yon- der strong, three-inch telescope I can pick up what's doing at sea. A bunk in the corner, you see. I often sleep up here, too.” “You might almost as well afloat,” said Brendon, and the mark pleased Bendigo. “That's how I feel; and I can tell you there's a bit of movement, too, sometimes. I never wish to see big- fer water than beat these cliffs dur- ing the south-easter last March. We shook to our keel, I can tell you.” He went to a tall cupboard in a corner, unlocked it and§brought out a square, wooden desk of old-fash- ioned pattern. This he opened and produced a letter which he handed to the detective. Brendon sat down in a chair un- der the open window and read this communication slowly. The writing |was large and’ sprawling; it sloped slightly upward from left to right! across tHe sheet and left a triangle be re- of white paper at the right-hand bottom corner: “Dear Ben: It's all over. I’ve dope*in Michael Pendean and” put him where only Judgment Day will find him. Something drove me to do it; but all the same I’m sorry now it’s done—not for him but myself. I shall clear tonight, with, luck, for France. If I can send an- address later I will. Look after Jenny—she's well rid of the blighter. When things have blown over I may come back. Tell Albert and tell Flo. | Yours, Brendon examined the letter and the envelope that contained it. “Have you another communica- tion—something from the past I can compare with this?” he asked. Bendigo nodded. “I reckoned you'd want that,” he answered and produced a second let- ter from his deck. It related to Robert Redmayne’s engagement to be married and the writing was identical. “And what do you think he’s done, Mr. Redmayne?” Brendon asked, pocketing the two communications. “I think he’s done what he hoped to do, At this time of year you'll ea dozen Spanish and Brittany onion boats lying down by the Bar- bican at Plymouth, every day of the | present condition must be “Noisy and full of chatter, but much as usual.” “Did he mention Mr. and = Mrs. Pendean ?” “Not a word. He was full up with his young woman. They meant to be married in late autumn and go, abroad for u run to see my brother | Albert.” : “He may correspond with Mf&s Reed if he gets to France?” “I can't say what he'll do. Sup- pose you catch him presently?) How would the law stand? A man goes mad and commits a murder. Then you-nab him and he’s as sane as « judge. You can’t hang him for what he did when he was off his head, and you can’t shut him up in a lun. ic asylum. if he's sane.” ‘A nice problem, no doubt,” ad- mitted» Brendon, “but be sure the law will take no risks. A homicidal maniac, no matter how sane he is between times, sis not going to run loose any more after killing a man. “Well, that’s all there is to it, tective. If I hear again, I'll let the police know; and if you take him, o€ course you'll let me and his brother know at once. It’s a very ugly thing for his family. He did good work in the war and got honors; and if he’s mad, then the war made his mad.” “That would be taken very fully into account, be sure. I’m sorry, both for him and for you, Mr. Red mayne.” i f Bendigo looked sulkily from under his tangled eyebrows. “I shouldn’t feel no very great call to give him up to the living death of an asylum if he hove in here some night.” “You'd do your duty—that I will bet,” replied Brendon. They descended to the dining- room, where Jenny Pendean w: waiting to pour out tea. All were very silent and Mark had leisure to observe the young widow. “What shall you do and where may I count upon finding you if I want you, Mrs, Pendean?” he asked | presently. Y She looked at Redmayne, not at Brendon, as she answered. “I am in Uncle Bendigo's hands. 1 know he will let me stop here for the present.” “For keeps,” the old sailor de- clared. “This is your home now, Jenny, and I’m very glad to have you here. There's only you and your Uncle Albert, and me now, I reckon, for I don’t think we shall ever see poor Bob again.” An elderly woman came in... “Doria be wishful to know whgp you'll want the boat,” she said. “I should like it immediateiy if possible,” begged Brendon. “Much time has been lost.” i “Tell them to get aboard then.” directed Bendigo, and in five min- utes Mark was taking his leave. “I'll let you have the earliest in- timation of the capture, Mr. Red- mayne,” he said. “If your poor brother still lives, it seems imp : ble that he should long be free. HA: one ‘of great torment and anxiety—to him— and for his own sake I hope he will soot suryender or be found—if not in England, then in France.” “Thank you,” answered. the older man quietly. “What you say is true. I regret the delay myself now. If he is heard of again by me, pI’ll telegraph to Scotland Yard, or get ’cm to do so at Dartmouth. I've slung a telephone wire into the town as you see.” They stood again under the flag- \. staff on the plateau, and Brendon ~ studied the rugged cliff line and week. And if poor Bob got there, no doubt plenty of chaps would hide him when ‘he offered ’em moncy enough to make it ‘worth while, Once aboard one of those sloops, he'd be about as safe as he wauld be anywhere. They'd land him’ at St. Malo, or somewhere down there, and he'd give you the slip.” “And, until it was found out that he was mad, we might hear no more about him.” “Why should it be found that he was mad?” asked Bendigo. “He was mad when he killed this inno- cent man, no doubt, because none but. a lunatic would have done such an awful thing, or been 80 cunning after—with the sort of childish cun- ning that gave him away from the start. But once he’d done! what this twist in his brain drove him to do, then I judge that his madness very likely left him. If you caught him tomorrow, you'd possibly find him as sane as yourself—except om that one subject. He'd worked up So do all kinds of bugs. Our birth -rate is declining. This shows we are getting prosperous. According to new/dry rulings, ev- ery ship is the water wagon, Every branch, of our air service breaks records excgpt Congress. eee The average man’s idea of high- brow musie is a phonograph record with something on only’ one side. Can't plame. the weather for being No mat jat it does, | i clude that, when he went . his old hatred of Michael Pendean, as a shirker in the war, until it fes teréd in his head and poisoned his mind, so as he couldn’t get it under.| @ That's how I read it. I had a pretty good contempt for the ‘poor chap myself and was: properly savage with my niece, when. she wedded him against our wishes; but.my feeling didn’t turn my head, and I felt glad to hear that Pendean was an honest. man, who did the best hes could at tng Moss, Depot.” 4 i rendon considered, “A very sound -view,” he sajd, “and likely té be/correct. On, the: strength of this letter, we may cra the fields of corn that sloped ‘away inland above it. The district was ery lonely and only the rooftree of a solitary farmhouse appeared a mile or mbre distant to the west. “If he should come to you—and I have still a fancy that he may do so—take him in and let us know,” said Brendon. “Such a necessity will be unspeakably painful, I fear, but I am very sure you will not shrink from it, Mr. Redmayne.” The rough old man had grown more amiable during the detective’s visit. It was/clear that a natural aversion for Brendon’s business no longer extended to the detective himself. “Duty’s duty,” he said, “though God keep me from yours. If I can do anything, you may trust me to do it. He’s not likely to come here, I think; but he might try and it over to Albert down. south. Goodby to you.” (Continued in Our Next Issue) ATHOUGHT | If a ruler hearken to lies, all his servants are wicked—Proy. 29:12. He who would teach men to die would at the same time teach them to live.—Montaigne. + Jersey cbw owned by a Montreal man has broken all Canadian rec- ords by producing 1,200% pounds of , butter in a y