The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, August 17, 1923, Page 4

_ “PAGE FOUR THE BISMARCK TRIBUN Entered at the Postoffice, Bismarck, N. D., as Second Class | Matter. BISMARCK TRIBUNE CO. - - Publishers en on Fo a ¢ Editorial Review J GASOLINE IS CHEAPER Yesterday gasoline, the volatile Foreign Representatives G. LOGAN PAYNE COMPANY CHICAGO - - - - - Marquette Bldg. PAYNE, BURNS AND SMITH NEW YORK - - - - MEMBER OF THE ASSOCIATED PRESS DETROIT The Associated Press is exclusively entitled to the use or republication of all news dispatches credited to it or not otherwise credited in this paper and also the local news pub- lished 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. . satel nie Teraite 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 : THE STATE’S OLDEST NEWSPAPER (Established 1873) A WISE COURSE President Coolidge’s decision to study carefully remedial measures to aid agricultural states in the marketing of their products and to exhaust all executive means before calling a special session is a wise course; one that should be en- dorsed by all thinking farmers more or less fed up on poli- tical. nostrums, and vote baiting cxpedients which avail little. Congress was in session many months while the farmers’ problems. were acute, but owing to differences of opinion existing in both legislative branches no remedy was then applied. There probably would be little of value done were congress to assemble now except to jockey for votes and propound new nostrums in hopes of quieting the embattled farmers whose economic condition admittedly is most grave. If President Coolidge and Secretary Wallace after a thorough investigation find that the only remedy lies in an extra session, there will be time enough for such action. Congress has been tinkering with the farmers’ ills for years without any appreciable results, Even the Fordney-McCum- ber tariff failed to stimulate prices of farm products. There probably is a big job ahead of the tariff commission through executive order to revise thoroughly some of the schedules so that the farmer’s doar may bring more than sixty cents worth of the products he must buy. These revisions can be made without recourse to an extra session and all the political turmoil that attends them. Politicians who urge more credit for the farmer are not his friends. Some adjustment of labor costs so as to give the farmer more for his dollar is far more essential than to help him to sink more deeply into debt by governmental subsidy. Such subsidies always come back in form of higher taxes for ‘no legislation ever reversed economic laws and the farmer pays in the end anyway. North Dakota has had evidence enough of a program that seeks to legislate prosperity. Its failure is written in the excessive tax budgets which must burden the farmer heaviest as he pays the bulk of the freight. This state slowly is putting its house in order through more. careful and economic government. North Dakota farmers arc also learning a lesson that wheat raising exclu- Diversification of crops sively is not a paying proposition. and a clean honest state administration can do more for the farmers of North Dakota than continuous sessions of Promoters of dis- Congress with its demagogic leaders. content never solved any problem yet, but the present situ- ation is “duck soup” for them. DO YOU, OR NOT? , Of all the machines he uses, man takes the least care 0 his only really valuable machine—his body. Give the average man a $5000 and he’d polish and oil and pet and generally guard its welfare as if he had been en- trusted with the destiny of the nation. An even better illustration is the case of the radio bug who works overtime to keep his receiving outfit in good shape. No amount of effort is too great for the care of a bit of mechanism we admire, and in which we take pride. Compare all this with the care we devote to the more valuable and fragile machine, the human body. Take the case of the stomach. Many a man who wouldn’t think of overloading his motorcar or putting too much cur- rent on the filament of his radio tubes, does not hesitate to gulp food without proper chewing, thus throwing on his stomach a strain that would wreck the average piece of ma- chinery: _ The auto driver respects his car enough not to make a practice of overspeeding his engine. How much thought does he ever give to the matter of overexerting that ex- tremely delicate engine, his heart? If we took half as good care of our bodies as we do of our autos, radios, watches and the like, most of us wouldn’t have to worry much about our health. We usually are neglectful of ourselves to the point of meanness. You have this evidenced when.a radio fan parts with $20 or more for new tubes without feeling any internal ache, but almost has a stroke at a similar bill from dentist or doctor. There is no better investment than self—that is, spending our money to keep the body running smoothly, as it deserves, and also spending to gxtend our knowledge and experience. Man when he lived close to nature didn’t have to worry a lot about his health. Nature and hard work kept him in good shape. As civilization takes us increasingly farther away from the natural way of living, our bodies function less automatically and require assistance and watching like any other kind of machinery. : The neglected machine wears out prematurely. ¢ - + IDLE - 3 Germany, two months behind with statistics, reports that in May she had more unemployed than at any time since the armistice. The jobless included 420,000 members of labor This is a lot more serious for the world than anything that-could happen to Germany financially. reparations out of Germany depend on keeping the s at_work, And radicalism grows in unemployment weed in garden soil. In addition to the 420,000 unemployed, nearly four times as many were working y be sure to write neigh ‘mail, Kresge Bldg. Fifth Ave. Bldg. The chances of | ) | petroleum product whose liberated cents a gallon in Duluth. Today it is 17.2 cents. thing that is a necessity even, though its uses include some that come under the head of luxuries, The automobile owner, bewilder- ed by this lightning stroke of good fortune out of a clear sky, buys madly, feeting that it can’t last. Nor will it last long. Vast ag are the uses of gasoline, the feverish development of new oil fields has been vaster. For some time, due to the opening of new fieidg and the generosity of new flows of oil, there has been an over-production of petroleum, from which gasoline is refined. A glutted market brought whole- sale prices sharply down, but retail prices remained pegged until the governor of South Dakota discover- ed that the gasoline which was re- tailing in that state at, twenty-six cents was wholesaling at fourteen. So he announced that the state’s gasoline stations — South Daka evidently iad gone into the gaso- line ‘business though it has beer largely immune to the farmer-la- hor contagion—would retail gaso- | line at sixteen cents. The Standard Ol company; 'pro- testing that this pricesis f'r below cost, met it, atid independents fol- lowed. ‘phen governors of other states, ing that their people would feel that they wereofalling:down on the job, began to -besiege the Standard Oil company fora cut’ in prices. So yesterday the Standard Oil Com- pany of Indiana, which seems curi- ousiy immune to competition from other Standard Oil companies in this territory, announced a cut of 6.6 ccnts in its field. Hence to- day’9 new gasoline price in Du- yendents, manifestly, are not y. They know that the Stand- n stand this sort of business Wetter tian most of them, but they must meet the cut to do business, so they meet it. It will hardy last. The gorged market is already teading to slack- ened activity in the refineries, and where possible ofl wells are being asked to withhold their output for awhile, Presently the situation will readjust itself, and gasoline will go up again. If the war gets -too keen, there will be losses to be made up when the war is over, and then; it is not unlikely, prices will be all the higher for having gone lower than they should. In the meantime, gasoline is rel- atively cheap, aad those who get their pleasure in burning it up will buy and burn a great deal of it. Which will help to reduce the surplus and bring back higher prices.—Detrott Herald. palit ADVENTURE OF THE TWINS Roce ee By Olive Roberts Barton “We're going to have a_ party! We're going to have a party!” cried all the little Pee Wee people. And they were so delighted about it that they rushed madly here and there as though they haq lost their wits. They tacked up flags ana stacked cat-tails in corners and hung out paper lanterns, and really Pee Wee Land looked. like the Fourth of July, or Fair Week, or a Church So- cial, or something like that. All the Pee Wees were at home and nobody had been reported miss- ing for a week, Nancy and Nick would have gone home, only they had been invited to stay for the party. “I do hope the bugs will stay away!” said King Snookums, when he had changed his everyday clothes of purple velvet to his party suit of gold and silver, ang his evervday crown of little diamonds to his best- est crowd of, great.big diamonds. “Just as ‘ERP ease pesky lightning bugs and -their friends come poking along,-66me of my sub- jects will take.a notion to jump gn them and ride off and we'll never | find them,” he hen - But the: pugg-difin’\\yome and the party was eee ess \ The Twins danced with the Pee Wees by the light of the moon when all other little folk were in bed sound asleep. Suddenly there was;a dreadful sdund, It went “Hoot! Hoot! Hoot!" And all the Pee Wees stopped dane ing and ran under stones and leaves to hide. “Oh save us! Save us!” they cried, “somebody.” Oscar Owl blinked and then he winked, “If I can’t get a mouse I'l: have to eat Pee Wees,” he remarkea, snapping his bill and looking around sharply. “I’m hungry.” i Then suddenly Nancy and Nick saw a strange thing happen. All the lightning bugs’ and June bugs anq other bugs that hadn’t been asked to the party eame trooping along. “Jump on us,” they cried, “and, we'll save you.” And the Pee Wees jumped on and so did the Twins, and soon Pee Wee Land was as empty as a drum.; And Oscar Owl went home hungry. (To Be Continued.) (Copyright, 1923, NEA Service, Inc.) > | A Thought | o Justice and judgment. are the hab- itation of thy throne; mercy and truth shell go before thy facc,—Ps, "A good man doubles the length of his existence; to -have lived so as to gases make motors g0, was 23.S'/ That isn’t quite down to South | Dakota’g-spectacular sixteen cents, ; put 1 ig a real reduction In some- | ol THE BISMARCK TRIBUN Foon, DONT GeT scoURAeD, Look AT Me, | USED To Be AWFUL SICK, NOW I FEEL |» BETIER FAN EVER 6? ag LETTER FROM SYDNEY CARTON TO JOHN ALDEN PRESCOTT. . GOOD LORD, JACK: What may one expect of you next? I received your clipping from the paper telling of your adoption of the child with just the words, “F wants you to be godfather,” written on the margin, I wish Jack—and this may ‘seem somewhat fantastic to you; in fact, I don’t know whether or not you are big enough to have done it had suggested it—but I sincerely wish-d ha dknown that you were going, to adopt a child, for I think I could have persuaded Paula to let you have hers, You know that gir) rather. surpris- ed me with her courage and I have thought about her a lot lat@ly, going out into a new country arid a new profession and taking that baby with her. The millg of the gods, Jack, after all keep on their ceaseless grinding through woe and weal. I cannot help thinking that you as well as she have Leen feeling the strong hand of the law of compensation, feeding you into the grist. I am glad to know that Leslie is better, I am glad to know that she wil] love the child for, between you and me, Jack, if anything could pos sibly pay for the terrible wrong you have done one woman, it is the adop- tion of a child of some other poor mother whose wery soul must have been torn with agony before she gave ' her baby into the keeping, of strang- eT Byrn Of course I accept the position of godfather if you think that I can be one worthy of the name, and as soon as Alice comes back we will have the ceremony. SYD. Leiter from Beatrice Grim- shaw to Leslie Prescott. | DEAR, DEAR LESLIE: You cannot conceive how happy I ‘am to know that you have come back | almost literally from the ‘valley of the shadow” to be with us again, And to think that this wonderful gift of mother love that you have be- \<Stoweg upon a little unknown child |has returned to you jn the great }| measure of health and happiness that has come to you! ‘Oh, Leslie, it makes one fee] as though there was something in the [great human heart of the universe after all—something that evens things’ up. Do you know, as I sat here tonight just before writing to you, I could ‘not help wondering just what was in the heart of that mother who left her child at your door. I’m sure she knew exactly what was going to be done and I am sure she felt that you and Jack would give her a much more beautiful life tham.she could ‘possibly bestow upon it. Iknow that mother is praying that God will keep you and. prosper you because of your goodness to ter child. My wedding has been put off’ for a few months as Dick has been of- fered a wonderful job in Los Angeles, He is going out there to get settled and then will come back and we will be married in the fall. “I hope, dear, that you will write me as soon as you are able and } should like very much to come'and see you if you think I will not be in the way. Or iw you should wish for wa SPOT WHERE You've PICN THE TIN Cans, WAStTS FaAPER, OR TO PROPERLY DSpose| ae THS, = AVE, EVERETT TRUE BY CONDO THER TO DRIVES AWAY. FROM THS \CED, AND LEavs GUNCH GoxeS AND THERE'S RYBSISH !!! a change why not bring the baby and the nurse ang come up and see me? I would just love it if you would like to do this and Jack would let you come. With lots of love, Been reading so many European war rumors lately we forgot and saluted’ a strett car conductor. One Sunday was so quiet in Berlin they had only two outbreaks, Chinese are worrying the British. Can’t solve the Chinese puzzle. Secretary of Treasury Mellon is in Paris. He knows his business. Left tne treasury at home, Big. dynamite plot found at Cologne. It wasn’t sweet of them, Mussolini continues being the savior of Italy. His name continues to sound like a wrestler. Keep away from Athens, Girls wearing sleeveless dresses there are smeared with tar, Bank 107 years old has closed in Vienna. It found the first 100 years the easiest. Geneva women are trying to pro- tect children from wicked movies. Leave the children at home. Dr. Laws got medizin. a Stockholm church. Laid,dawn. the’ jaws, e yi bite. y9t69 Hindus ang Moslems clash. The Hindu, as you know, when he has no clothes makes, his. gkip do. Moke pd de Hi iro, One out smertty idurvU, Bl denatérs are studying ‘Europe. Mt Improvement in America reported. New York whipped a man for sing- ing “Yes, we have no bananas,” Babe. Ruth tried to catch a‘burglar, but only caught him out. ‘ San “Antonio_(Tex.) golfer played 19 hours. Hope he found it. Louisville (Ky.) man was aiepited for spanking his wife.’ Bustles, how- ever, are cdming back. Some men» will shine, One made $890 shining shoes in Sing Sing. Sailor kicked a Los Angeles cop on the nose. In other towns this/ is considereg bad luck. ‘ ij es Detroit ice man hed four wiv Strange thing is all were his, Trene Castle, th returned from Europe with a pet goat, which was not her husband. sf Printer. arrested in; New York is supposdd. to haye three wives. R lease him ‘for punishment. , Springfield, I11., will have a baby show. About },000 babies will enter, much. to their disgust, 4 We haven’t been to the movies this week so all the stars we know are old ones. ¥ y These ‘days you hardly ha getting so shoit -time to ‘fly -from jeoast to const-now, i Tt tekes. three generations to. make a gentleman. Either that ox three FRIDAY, AUGUST 17, 1925 4H YECLOW SEVEN?’ The Silver Hand NEA Service, Inc, 1923 This unusual series of stories deals with the exploits of “Chinese” Pen- nington, a detective’ sent by his gov efnment to British North Borneo to run to earth The Yellow Seven, a gang of Chinese bandits, caer Denis Moorhotse—District Officer at Bukit-Iban—lay-at full length in a long cane chair, In a hole in the arm of the chair rested » glass. and, a few inches distant frm | Moor- house’s stockinged feet, , reposed pair of muddy riding-boots. 4 black chow sat licking its forepawdé at the the top of the steps, pausing every now and then to Fasse its hend and growl at the ‘slightest sound that wafted upward from the night- shrouded clearing: . Denis Motrhouse—refreshed by a bath of hot water ladled over himself from a preposterous earthenware jar of native manufacture, felt at peace with all men. He was a tall, thin, amiable ‘specimen of humanity with fair hair that was wearing thin on the crown, Functioning as a magis- trate on the edge of beyond, where ninety-nine out of a hundred men would have warped, become morbid, or drunk themselves into oblivion, this cheery philosopher had succeed- ed in steering a_ middle course. Moorhouse—with his black dog at his heels—was as welcome in a Bor- neo long-house as in the bungalow of the Commissioner of Police. Under normal conditions, it might not unreasonably be assumed that Moorhouse—reclining in glorious idleness after a strenuous day spent in the sweltering, court-house—was dreaming of home or of the white girl whose photograph occupied a sole and prominent position on) his dressing-table; ebonized frame was his sister and the district officer had no home other than the one, he now occupied. As a matter of fact, he was thinking of the Dusky Dyak belle who had danced before the assembled chiefs in the Kampon at the other side of the valley when the rice-harvest was completed; a shapely, alluring fe- male with an independent swing of shoulders and features that would have done credit to a Western beau- ty. Moorhouse had been present at this dance, showing his white teeth when the young warriors—drunk with samsu—urged their water-buf- faloes across the open wastes and mildly applauding the crazy postur- ing of women who danced with hu- man. heads, 1 Then, just _as he had made up his mind to pay his respects to his hosts and depart, the wonder-woman from the forests had whirled into the fire- light. He remembered her after- ward as a vision encased in a sarong of shimmering green, with a single bracelet of gold at either wrist, her dark hair secured by a dagger of which both the point and the jew- eled hilt were distinctly visible. More miraculous still, her hands were hid- den by wonderfully fashioned gaunt- lets of silver, each wrought to re- semble the form of thé hand itself. Her dance had culminated in a sort of joyous stampede, she had fallen prostrate before the semi le of gaping headmen, then crawled with the lithe, sinuous movements of a snake toward the spot where. the Englishman sat. Before he could forestall her, two warm arms had en- circled his ankles and lustrous, mocking eyes were fixed upon his face. “Great Tuan-Hakim, one of these days you may have need of me!” The words flowed easily from her lips, with the steady conviction of a sorceress—and it was within the bounds of possibility that she put a spell upon Moorhouse, because she was gone, leaving him without a memory of the manner of her going —and a golden bangle resting in the folds of his white tunic. He gathered a little later that her arrival and departure constituted as much a mystery to all as to himself. In the solitude of his. room he had turned that bangle over and over between his sun-tanned fingers, try- ing to discover some reasonable mo- tive for such a gift. Accerdingly, with due regard to the value of the bracelet and to the fact that white magistrates in black countries are scarcely in the habit of accepting gifts from fascinating dancing-girls, Moorhouse had’ estab- lished it pretty clearly in the local mind that the girl was to be found and brought to him, that he might have an opportunity of returning to her the missing property. ; This was a-month ago and still no trace had been found of the girl with the silver hands. But, although hu- man memory is inclined to be short- lived and many events were crammed into four short weeks of Moorhouse’s existence, that one in- cident, at the padi-harvest: kept crop- ping up when the curtain of night dropped suddenly and the D, O. was free to indulge in his gla: at sun-down, his long cheir, his, bath and the company of his dog. As Moorhouse lay, inert, waiting for the native boy to announce the arrival of dinner, an orderly in round INCORPORATIONS Articles of incorporation filed with the Sectetary of State follow: / Richardton Grain Co., Richardton; capital stock $25,000; directors, Al- fred White; Jessie Whi b: A Skauge, all of Diekinson. E ‘The Agricultural Credit Company of Baldwin, Burleigh county; stock $25,000; _incorporators, Fredrickson, Mike Ryan, 2 C. Poole, F. H; Schroeder, of Baldwin, Martin ‘G. Hagen, Wilton. . McLEAN NURSE IS DROPPED | Washburn, N.'D., Aug. 17.—Me- Lean county county nurse, iss 1 Olson, who for the last year has been Cross county nurse, having left for her home at Elbow Lake, Minn. Het employment had beer financed by the McLean county Red chapter, which fa unable to fu! finance the work because funds, The M county of whisky | now without aj By. Edmand Snell, hat and bare feet pattered up the steps and, saluting respectfully, pre- sented the district officer with a let- ter that had just arrived by native runner. : “Dear Moorhouse,” it trouble for you, I’m afrai: The Yellow Seven business has broken out again and three planters have been attacked, one of them ‘fatally. Chai-Hung—leader of the gang— been traced to your area. Am send- ing reinforcements. Co-opcrate with Dawson and do your best to round up. Pennington will be with you ai- most immediately—Hewitt.” He rose somewhat wearily to his feet and, crossing to the lamp, read the missive again. Presently he glanced up sharply. “All right!” The orderly saluted ea “More and disap- Pi i e magistrate stubbed his toe against a corner of the book-case, swore softly to himself and shouted for his slippers, While awaiting the advent of the boy, he dug out a Photograph of the bandit and sur- veyed it curiously. He saw a fat Oriental, staring blandly from the Portrait through a pair of horn- rimmed spectacles. At the time when the picture was made, Chai- Hung had Been the most respected Celestial in the archipélago; today, thanks to the efforts of Chinese Pen- nington, the robber-chicf stood re- vealed in his true colors. The boy shuffled in with the slip- pers, but still Moorhouse djd not stir. He was thinking of the Yellow Seven and the resourcefulness of its notorious leader. Hitherto his dis- trict had been mercifully free from the unwelcome attentions of the organization to which almost every Chinaman on the island belonged; but Dawson had had considerable dealings with Chai-Hung, and Moor- house was asked to co-operate with Dawson. It was with mixed feelings that he sat down to table and dissected a helping of buffalo-meat. He was in the act of consigning Hewitt, Daw- son, Chai-Hung and Pennington to the deuce when the black chow shot, barking, from the kitchen-quarters on to the veranda. The magistrate, gazing through caught a glimpse of a dark form dimly outlined agginst the blackness. “Tuan, will you call your d The voice came from the stairs. Moorhouse took the lamp from the bracket and, holding it beyond the wooden rail, peered over. Pres- ently he uttered a muffled exclama- tion and replaced the lamp. He whistled up the dog. “Come here,” he commanded—and engi Bieh obeyed, “You are the girl who danced i the Kampon.” . : ne “Yah, tuan.” She held herself very erect and Moorhouse noticed that the sarong of shimmering green‘ had given place to one of terra-cotta, She leant al- most insolently against the vazanila- rail and surveyed the Englishman calmly, He passed her a cigaret and wondered where she -had learnt to light it over the chimney of a lamp. “What is your name?” he demand- ed presently, “I have no name.” Moorhouse moistened his lips. “Where do you come from?” “I have no home.” The district officer frowned and the eirl langhed—a delightfully dis- arming laugh ‘that almost made Moorhouse forget the dignity that Beers demanded, ‘ou have come for your braci let?” : oy, She shook her head and the lines of her handsome face hardened. “I come not for the bracelet,” she told him, “because I am a child of" the forests, taking when I wish to. take and giving when I desire to give—neither giving back nor tak- ing back. I give to my friends and’ take from my enemies.” The magistrate’s forehead wrin- kled. “Then why have you come to me?” he inquired bluntly. ; “The Tuan-Hakim is wise,” she murmured, gazing down at the straw sandals that protected the soles of her feet. “Admitted!” returned Moorhouse cheerfully. “What then?” / “When F heard the music of the gongs and saw the smoke of the fires rising above the tallest trees, a voice whispered to me to go closer— and I went. Presently, beyond the smoke, I saw the white coat of the Tuan-Hakim. The beating of those bi drums called me and I danced for you, because I said ‘this, man is he Who sits alone in the big house among the cocopalms, who reads the ° evil that is in. men’s hearts and knows the right from the wrong—the good from the bed.’ You beat your hands together, tuan, and I was con- tent.” A dreamy note had come into her voice and it sounded inthe D. O.’s ears like the soothing sound of a wood-pigeon from her nest. “There are times, oh white man, when it, is good to have a friend, I am your friend,” she concluded simply. (Continued in Our Next Issue) mission decided it could not finance employment of a nurse because no provision had been made in their levies for it. It stated it would not be able to finance. the project for at least another.year and that the people of the county could then signify their wishes. s —————ee BISMARCK STORAGE. _. COMPANY Licensed and Banded, or is Rates“ on eatio \ , the open doorway, %