The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, November 8, 1923, Page 4

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Daily by mail, outside of North Dakota STATE’S OLDEST NEWSPAPER (Established 1873) THE THE MEYER-MONDELL REPORT EDITURIAL REVIEW Comments reprodu column may or ma; the opinion of The are presented here not ibui being the day OUT WHERE THE WEST | ~.. BE Ss” | Some very interesting facts were contained in the strtement in the} Saturday Forum by Mr~A, H. Pet- erson of Mandan, president of the Missouri Slope Group of the Norch,. Dakota Bankers Ass%ciation, in which he called tention to fi-| nancial conditions in the Slope} country and the trend toward di- versified farming. ! He points out that the crop of a year ago permitted the farmers of tie Slope to, place tiemselves in fair shape. It brought money into the country which was used to pay wp eastern creditors, not only of} real estate loans but accounts pry- able to merca houses. In-) creased depos the banks cased up the tension on the in tutions generally and allowed | banks to liquidate bills payable to, a considerable extent.” | As an example, he points to the| The report of Eugene Meyer and Frank Mondell, directors of the War Finance Corporation, is disappointing to those | who favored immediate government intervention through ; price stabilization or similar measures. It finds favor with leaders in the co-operative marketing movement and many | others who believe that legislation will not cure an eco- | nomic ill. i é | A first impression of the report to the President is that Messrs. Meyer and Mondell are looking far ahead. They went out to find the basic cause of the difficulties of the grain farmer, and they sought a means to remedy these conditions in the future, rather than at the present time. — First of all they believe that co-operative marketing is the greatest step {he farmers can take. They also made plain that such marketing must be along sound business lines and must be guided by honest, capable hands. This was the idea of the original supporters of the Equity movement. It | still is the most successful way for the farmer to solve his | marketing problems. ‘But farmers of the Northwest have learned by bitter experience that such an organization can- not run of itself nor in incompetent or dishonest hands. « Limitation of the production of wheat to the ability of the market to absorb it: is another recommendation of Messrs. Meyer and Mondell. Such limitation can be obtained more easily through marketing organizations controlled by the farmers than any other method. It is nct doubted that | governmental excursion into the wheat business would have a-tendency to increase the acreage. A sound co-operative marketing organization, headed by men of ability can, through investigation more nearly ascertain its ability to sell wheat at a pair price on the world market, and can with | more chance of success than any other agency tell those participating in the wheat pool how much production should he increased or limited. They opposed governmental investment in wheat when the only disposition the government can make of the product : is to dump it in Europe at a low price, thus incurring emnity | of the peoples of Europe who would sce the price of their own grain forced down, and weaken the position of the American wheat farmer in the world market in the future. They advocated a more complete market service by the government in order that farmers my sce the trend of world production and prices. The market scrvice is deficient im its scope if it does not bring this i:formation home to the producers. The proponents of numerous plans for congressional ation in the present situation need not her advance their afgumenis. It is apparent that by th: Congress should frame legislation and put machinery inio motion the benefit to farmer would be lost on this year’s crop. Any pro- posé:l emergency legislation could noi h the emergency. The more the report of Messrs. Meyer and Mondell is studied the more favor it is likely to find. The rate of prog- ress that is now being made in diversification will of itself | dispose the oft-recurring problem of the wheat farmer in| North Dakota. | HERMIT STREAK Ed Howe, veteran Kansas editor, visits New York City and says he’s there for a rest. In his home town, Atchison. everybory knows him and consults him so much that it be- comes a pest. In New York he is a stranger, no one bother- | ing him. | We believe this is one reason for the big cities. People | of our generation have a hermit streak. They want privacy | without constant solitude. In old times, folks visited back | and forth to exchange gossip rather than because they | craved companionship. The newspaper has taken the place | of the old-time gossiping bee. | i CHANGING FASHIONS | Style makers p: the word to their customers that | Plaids, stripes and checks will be “the thing” in women’s | wear next spring. There’ll be a strong play on simplicity’ of silhouette. Garments will run severely to straight lines. This sounds as if the ladies will look as is they’d been tailored by carpenters. The effect will be softened by an! epidemic of Chinese colors — citron, lacquer red, porcelain, ‘blue, greens and delicate corals. ; The only thing that doesn’t go out of fashion is father’s | pocketbook, which’ll be as much in demand as ever before. ! v4 hi ap ae | ‘ PLOT OF LIFE | : A girl invites a quarrel by wearing a red dress. Blue| soothes the young man and attracts him. Men have a} peculiar instinct that makes them shy away from green. A girl wearing much jewelry conveys the impression of being’, 8 spendthrift, while brown suggests she is practical. | These and other psychological hints are given in the Y.' W. C. A. course on etiquet for business girls, in Chicago. | The plot of life depends on the way it’s staged. Even} mmore so after marriage than before. ' THOUGHT FASTEST THING World’s speed typewriting championship goes to Albert Pangora. He wrote 9120 words in an hour, making only 2! errors. ; c } The average word has at least six letters, so Pangora hit the keys accurately nearly 60,000 times in an hour—or 1000 times a minute, about 17 a second. Each letter had to be earried to the eye, on to the brain, then telegraphed to the fingertips and ig muscles. Thought is the fastest thing in the universe. \ { i | the | his eye. i | PROOF. OF THEORY It develops that the rich Rockefellers are descended from Johann Peter Rockefeller, who originally lived near Neu- wied, on the Rhine in Germany. He came to Ameria in 1722 settled in New Jersey.- ___Eleyen years later the Rockefellers had staked out 600,- 00 ‘acres of Jang. | Which proves that there is something in by a j}sentment.—Dr. Johns: * j i fact t the Mandan banks had, bills payable of more than $500,000 | a year ago. Today that has been} reduced to less than $80,000 ant the banks show an increase of 29! per cent in deposits. The farmers are going more and | more into diversified farming, a cording to Mr. Peterson. Morton County, for instance the famous Selem Holstein | Breeders Circuit d the Flasher Circuit. Dairying is being extend- ed throughout the Stope coun'ry. The figures of the amount of but- | terfat marketed from some of the Slope counties through cream 9°°- tions for the fiscal year ending June 39, 1923. as made public by ; Mr. W. F. Reynolds, s‘nte dairy commiss'oner. or Saturday, indi- ate that the Slope is keeping well | to the front in this branch of form- ing. Morton County ranks as th? banner county of the State in th lrespect but the other Slope coun- s are either well to the front | making marked progress. | The farmers “out where the | West begins” are going forward | with the work of meeting change | conditions, just as are the farmers | elsewhere in ithe State. In some respects the Slope farmers pro! ably are in the lea mers | in other sections. But the proof continues to com? in that the North Dakota farmer is firmly convinced that to plac riculture on ound basis he mu get away from the one crop ide. Fargo Forum. or ADVENTURE OF THE TWINS —EE——————— By Olive Roberts Barton Nancy and Nick had climbed up in- to a buttonwood tree in Dixie Land when they noticed a big bird fly- ing slowly round in circles over their heads. E:ch civele was a little lower than the others and pretty soon, with a | couple of flaps of his great wings, the bird settled on the ground at their feet. | “Good day!” he said hospitably. “What you all doin’!” | “Why,” answered Nick, “We're just s.tting here. The Fairy Queen sent us to see if everybody in Dixie Land was all right. What's your name, please ?” | “Pm Mistah Turkey Buzzard!’ said the big bird with a twinkle in, “But down south heah we consider it polite for strangers to tell their names first.” “We're Nancy and Nick, the Twins,” answered Nancy, who felt that Nick had done enough talking. “And now, Mister Turkey Buzzard, have you any troubles?” ? “Not so many,” answered Mister | Buzzard. “But still L.have a few. 1 wish you would tell the Fairy Queen, please to send a few more mice and beetles and bats down to Dixie Land. | Also a few bees and wasps, rather a great many bees and wasps and ‘for- nets and yellow jackets.” “What for?” asked Nick. “What do you want all those things for?”, ” “Po eat, of epurse,” said Mister Turkey Buzzard.’ What did you ; think I wanted thent for? To sting me?” ‘ “Well, I'm not going to tell the } Fairy Queen that!” declared the lit- ! tle boy. | “Well then,” said Mister Buzzard, | “I'll have to take what food I can get. But there! After all, down south here, we don’t usually ask fa- vors of our guests. We try to please them. And if you don’t mind, young friends, I am going ‘to ‘try to do something for you. I am going to | save your lives. That’s what I flew down here for. When I was away up in the sky, I looked down and. saw you, but my sharp eyes saw some- thing else, too. I sez to myself right then, sez I, ‘Mistah Buzzard, sir, if you don’t hurry down there those two children are going to get hurt, for as sure as anything, that’s old Cottonmouth Moccasin asleep right | under their tree. “So now, if you'll please excuse me, I'll be going. And I'll just take | Cottonmouth along.” i With one dive of his bent bea Mister Turkey Buzzard grabbed the little snake, the worst fellow in all Dixie Land, and flew away before ine Twins could say a.word to thank im, (To Be Continued.) 4 (Copyright, 1928, NEA Service, Inc.) if /Give none occasion to the adver- pets to speak reproachfully—1 Tim. 314, v4 yj one ~\ \ THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 8, 1928 yi THE FOOL By Channing Pollock. BEGIN HERE TODAY illy Gilliam, her mother, Mrs. Gilliam, with Leila Thornbury, a divorcee. are ‘trimming a Christm tree in the Church of the Nativity. a. fashionable church of New York. Mrs. Orson ‘Tice, society leader, jcomes in with erry Goodkind. a man-about-town, who in interested in Clare Jewett, engaged to the Reverend Daniel Gilchrist, the as- istant rector of.the church, in bad radical ser- mons. |fayor because of his | Dr. Wadham, the rector, drops in to attend a meeting of the ‘wardens. | Charles Benfield declares that either he or Gilchrist -must leave the \church, Jerry proposes marriage to | Clare. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY “You think it’s sordid at 3:45 on Christmas eve,” he leered. “Well, \keep yours ears and your mind open, and see how. you feel in the morning. My telephone’s Rhinelander six-nine- four-two—and this is the last time I shall ask you.” “ “Wait!” : He paused for Clare to proceed. “Whatever you believe of me,” she continued, “I love Mr. Gilchrist.” “Rhinelander — six-nine-four-two,” was his only:comment’ CHAPTER IV The Meeting of the Wardens Clare Jewett stared with burning angry eyes at the door that closed upon Jerry Goodkind. It seemed as though he had paused on the other side tq leer at her through the heavy oak pdnel. As she took a step for- ward, an echo announced the closing of the outer door and she turned back. She looked down to see that her. hands, doubling unconsciously in nervous tensity, were crushing the tissue-wrapped. packages she still held. Fuming, she hurled them at the foot of the tree where others lay, piled high, just as Dr. Wadham ¢ame from the choir room. “Why--Miss Jewett!” the minister | protested in surprise. She looked up, embarrassed. “I’m nervous,” she cried petulant- ly. “I want to finish up and go LETTER FROM LESLIE PRESCOTT TO LESLIE PRESCOTT, * CONTINUED. I expect, little Marquise, that most women would have been consumed $j with curiosity about what that ad-} vice was Syd had given Jack which would have saved him a lot of trou- ble before and afer we were mar- ried. I never referred to it. I have always felt I had no. right to inquire into John's life and affairs ‘before our marriage even if those af- fairs precipitated some consequences that might in some way change-the complex.on of our married life. 1 wonder if I am wrong! Were you curious, little Marquise, were you jealous? Is it a sign,,of love or vanity that makes. one person jealous of another? It had always seemed to me that it was a sign of an inferiority, a confession that, one believed the person of whom one jealous cleverer or more beautiful than one’s self. Of course a curiosity about John’s actions before he knew me would not argue superiority or inferiority on my part and I was quite sure that since our marriage, whatever faults John may have shown, he had never had the slight- est interest in any other woman. “I went you to look your pret- jest,” he continued quickly, after making that bresk about taking Syd’s advice., “You are looking a little pale lately, honey. you use some of that new rogue the girl sare all wearing nowadays?” I laughed outright, little Marquise, at the iden that, while I was to myself he never had the slightest interest in any other woman, he had | been interested in all women enough to see that most of them were using } rouge on their cheeks nowadays, “What are you laughing at, dear,” he said in.a hurt voice. Why don’t ; | "I couldn't tell him so I took ref- uge in another half question. “Sure- lly, Jack, you wouldn't want me to lose my sense of humor, would you?” “Certainly not,” he asserted, his } thought immediately diverting from his own question. “You know, Les- lie, before we were married I rather [had am idea that no woman had a sense of humor and I tell you that was one of the reasons I was afraid a girl to marry me. I thought she took herself seriously all the ‘That I.should either knock her pdgwn weekly or be bored to } death, daily.” “it-mduid probably be the latter, Jack,i(-rejoined. “I can conceive of.you being bored but never being a brute.” As I said this Jack's arms were ‘ aboutime, his lips were pressed close to my%own, Everything in the world except our mutual love had gone out ef ‘my «mind. Oh, little Marquise, there ate some things for which you anould envy me for although your lover was a king, he was only your lover ‘and there are times in every 'wife’s life when a certain oneness, a certain dependency, a certain sta- leness is added to the thrill of love iving it that bliss which cannot be described but which makes a heaven here on earth. ‘To be a man’s wife is much the best thing that can come to a woman after all. This was one of the great moments and for fear I would show too much |emotion, which I knew Jack did not \like, I said, “I'll go away and dress now.” “Yes, do dear, I want to make old Syd envious.” Did! your kingly lover ever say anything as nice as that to’ you? (Copyright, 1923, NEA Service, Inc.) to ai EVERETT TRUE ~ - BY CONDO. (HEC WHat's Your IDEA IN SCRIBBLING JON MY CAR LIke THAT WITH Your FINGERS = F lot's oF DUST, EHF 'CAVSE THERE'S A Lot or DusT || kind of stuff they sell. IF DABBLING IN DUST GIVES You SO MYCH PLEASURE. + grand opera singer is getting born in When a man feel the reprehension of. friend seconded hid heart, he >is :eavily r | nite Coal:at ae per | burn ‘| shop is the rate is usually about two home.” She rushed past*him through the door he hag just opened. ‘Be- wildered, the minister stopped and rearranged the disordered packages. The noise of the outer door pre- saged a visitor and Dr. Wadham rose hastily ahd dusteq himself off. “Ah Mr. Goodkind,” he said as the senior warden came in _ briskly. “You're carly.” George F. Goodkind, Jerry's father, carried the air of a busy of- fice with him everywhere. Even -eve- ning clothes or the heavy overcoat and gloves he wore now, one felt that there should have been a desk in front of him and a nimble-finger- ed stenographer at his side with an industrial army maneuvering at his crisp orders, He had Jerry’s amiability, the ami- ability of wealth. He had Jerry’s selfishness, too, but of a different source, Jerry was selfish because he had been brought up with all ‘his wants supplied) The elder Goodkind was selfish because he had fought for all he had and felt that it was his, and his alone, by right of conquest. He was by no means niggardly. He : , |did what he conceived to be his duty Here’s the news from Russia./toward ‘his family, his community Turned the hose on women rioters.| and his'God—and he wanted all three But it was not their hose. to appreciate it. “How do you do, doctor,” he said brusquely. “Walked out of a meet- ing. I don’t like letting . religion interfere with business, but I wanted to get here ahead of Benfield. It about young Gilchrist. Dia you know he proposes to preach a Christ- mas sermon about the strike?” “What strike?” “This garment strike. furious.” “Mr. Benfield isn’t interested clothing.” “No, but he’s invested heavily in my. West Virginia coal mines, and down there we're on the verge of the biggest walkout in our history. You see what I mean?” The Rev. Dr. Wadham nodded knowingly. t “The labor problem’s none of thi church’s business,” continued Good- kind, warming up, “or any outsider’s business. It’s a worrisome subject and there’s no goog stirring it up. That's what you want to tell Gil- christ.” -Mr. Wadham lifted @ hand in a gesture of futility. “I have told him,” he said, “—fre- quently.” “And_what’s the answer?” “He says every problem ought to be the church’s business, and that until the church becomes a power in live, issues it isn’t,a power in life.” “He won't listen to reason? Then | he’ll have to listen to something else. If he persists about this Christmas sermon—” Mr. Barnaby’ opéned the door. The two paused. “There’s a man out there wants to seé Mr. Gilchrist,” he apologized. “What kind of a man?” asked Dr. Wadham. i ‘M poor man. I think he’s a Jew.” “Who ever hearg of a poor Jew? Mr. Goodkind scorned. “Mr. Gilchrist isn’t here,” inter- posed Dr. Wadham. “I told him that, but he won’t go away. Why don’t he go over to the magogue instead“of hanging around a Christian church? Mr. Gilchrist gave him his overcoat this morning and I guess he’s come back for the gloves.” “Tell him I'll speak to Mr. Gil- christ,” dismissed Dr, Wadham, and Mr, Barnaby, shaking his head dis- pairingly, left. “Well, there you are,” said Good- kind with the air of a prosecutor closing the state's case. “And that’s what I wanted to talk to you about privately—what’s got into the .boy? Haé he gone crazy?” Never steal an overcoat. A New York man did it and was caught. He won't need one for 60 days. Our country is planning a: foreign policy. We suggest honesty. Honesty is the best foreign policy. “Where Are We Going?” is Lloyd George's new book, Well, we ure going to get cold this ‘winter. News from Paris. Old race horse given new glands. They should have used flivver glands. While tools 2200 years old have been found in Rome they were not left there by some plumber. Armistice Day is coming, Armis- ice begins at home. Why not sign jan armistice with your wife? Cops stop a dance in Kansas City, ‘because the girls from Missouri showed them too much, i New York detective caught six crooks at one time. Thick as they are he should have gotten a dozen. Benfield’s in Charming news for the little girls today. Modern surgery can make all boys grow six feet tall. War for 30 years is predicted in Europe. It can't happen. Cigarets would not. last 30 years. Divorce is increasing in Germany, showing they still have money. All you have to do to go to sleep is try to stay awake. i “Where do liars go?” asks a preacher. Perhaps where they are often told to go. The fact that we have bootleggers is proof that they don’t drink the We are sorry for a man withcut a country—especially when it is au- tumn in the country. \Mustaches are getting scarce. Rouge clings, to them too long. Perhaps a man smiles when a girl pats him on the head because that s his funny bone, Nothing makes you see things in a different light’ like the harvest moon. It is only ‘natural that politics makes strange bedfellows. Politics makes strange fetlows. The nice thing about being a farmer is you never have to leave home to go to the country. The great handicap about being a some foreign country. The trouble with a cut-rate barber 1 i { cuts per minute. When a man *goes'to the dogs | “4° ji ‘I’ve asked myself that,” Dr. Wad- many of his friends bark at him. ham answered in perplexity. “I’ve asked myself. whether what he saw in France—” ie “Exactly. A. lot of young fellows. go off the handle and start out to reform the world, but this lad has run through $20,000 in’less than three months. ai “In addition to his ry 2” “Yes. I could understand it if he'd spent the money,on. himself, but he. hasn't. “He's given it away! Gil-' christ’s father was my first partner, and I got the boy in here, and I feel Fesponsible for him, As ‘can refuse to turn over another pen- It is hard to be crooked, and keep a straight fa & , Phone 453 for the Famous Wilton Screened Lump Lig- b ny of his principal, and, as senior warden, I can demand his resignation from this church. But I want him to have every chance. Tell him if he'll get a grip on himself and re- consider tomorrow’s sermon—” This time it was “Charlie” Benfield who interrupted. The chastening shadows of a twilighted church did not soften the flinty’ features of the man. He was of the type that is known as self-made. He adopted ar- * rogance and insolence to hide his glaring lack of education, refinement and appreciation. ‘The third time Dr. Wadham looked at his hat he removed it. “Hello George!” he “How'd'y, doctor. Am I. late?” “We've been waiting for you,” said Dr. Wadham nervously. He was al- ways uneasy when Benfield was about. “Hadn't we better retire to my study if we're going to discuss Mr. Gilchrist?” “We're not,” Benfield disagreed emphatically. “We've been discuss- ing long enough. All I got to say now is: Gilchrist leaves this church or I do. “Now, wait a minute,” senior warden calmly. “Isn't that a little mandatory,” said Dr. Wadham, taking courage. “T don't know what it is, but it goes,” continue Benfield positively. “P've worked hard all my life, and now this fellow gets up and tells mp what I've worked for is nothing, that I’m nothing, and that all my ideas are wrong.” “Wait a minute, ,Charliv,” irter- rupted Goodkind. “That's not the tone to take to Dr. Wadham. We all feel that Gilchrist has gone too far and .we’re agreed—” “Does he preach tomorrow?” field shouted. “We're agreeq that if he insists upon preaching about the strike “He goes?” “He goes!” “All right. And if-he don’t insist?” “He stays.” “And I go!” Benfield’s voice of «wrath had drowned the opening and closing of the door. Back to the panel, Daniel Gilchrist squared his — shoulders. They were broad shoulders and had carrieg him through many a brick- wall football line in his college da At 33 he was still trim and fit. Th was partially due to the self-denial one read in his slender, ascetic face. Even in the shadow his smile was visible. It lighted his e: with good humor. They were honest eyes, with strength and zealousness in their fire. There was nothing forbidd about his figure. Indeed, there was an empyrean sympathy — which caught and held, first, the attention, then the deepest interest. Benfield had thrust his hat back on his head. “I go, I tell you,” he blustered. “You can decide which is the most valu'ble to your church. It ain’, big enough for Gilchrist and me.” Daniel stepped forward quietly. He was smiling. este ‘church atat “ish’t) big enough for two little men, Mr. Benfield,” he said simply, “must somewhat. erowded for God.” CHAPTER V Dismissed Benfield turned on the advancing figure savagely. A torrent of vituper- ation surged through his brain. But somehow the tranquility of the fig: ure before him disarmed him cam- pletely. His attack became nothing more than a scowl and when this met a smile his route was complete. He stormed past Gilchrist and the slam of the door a moment later was the only audible indication of his re. “Mr. Benfielg is a little—ah—a lit- tle—” soothed Dr. Wadham, rubbing his hands uneasily. “Yes,” said Daniel, “a little.” His face still glowed from the cold out- side. and sauntered toward him. “Pneumonia weather, Daniel,” he advised ina fatherly tone. “Where's your. overgoat?” ; “Outside,” was the response. said the Ben- be Play copyrighted, 1922, in the United States and England. 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