The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, November 10, 1923, Page 2

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MEMBER AUDIT BUREAU OF CIRCULATION BSCRIPTION RATES PAYABLE IN ADVA carrier, per year... : mail, per year {in Bismarck)... mail, per year (in state outside Bi mail, outside of North Dakota THE STATE’S OLDEST NEWSPAPER (Established 1873) GETTING TOGETHER Again the good sense and fair mindedness of both parties to the negotiations for the purchase of the plant of the Bismarck Water Supply Company have conquered all tendency upon their part to take an extreme view or to heed the talk of those seeking to satisfy grudges at whatever cost to the taxpayers at large. There appears nothing now te stop the consummation of the purchase of the water. plant, and the early operation of it in the city’s hands. The people of the city would not have supported the city commission had it agreed to the assumption of legal expense of the company. That was purely the affair of the water company, to have been considered -when the sale price of $265,000 was first set a few months ago. It is true, how- ever, that since the railroad commission had ordered the water company to amortize the expense over a period of ten years and collect it in installments from water consumers, that the city has saved the consumers almost all of this $23,000 expense. The question of the 1923 taxes was debatable. The city could not well take the position that it denfanded more from the Se eaten smarck)..-. 5.00 not yet been spread on the records. to make under the circumstances. The city now has the money in the treasury to purchase It ought to take control at the earliest the water plant. spessible date. The additions to the plant are under way. Within a year the city should have as modern a water works system as may be found in any city of this size in the entire country. However, the purchase of the plant and the authoriza- The ciéy commission has befare it the task of seeing that the water works system is placed in competent hands and is run on. business prin- The public will hope that the commission will refuse tion of additions is but one problem. ciples. to be influenced by any sentiment other than a desire to se the plant operated efficiently and economically, BETTER PA Opportunity is not found, it is made. - Preston E. Phillips of Bay City, Mich. a gully. Take the case 0! Boys hired to distribute samples and circulars used to short-cut their labors by dumping their wares in the voice, and turning the Twins beheld ravine. . Phillips was looking for-an opportunity. He found it~—in the ravine. _-_It occurred to him that business concerns would be will- ‘lusively entitled to the use or | yatches credited to it or noi} otherwise credited in this pape? and also the local néws pub- | NCE, 5 Sto 6.09 | y yvater company than it agreed to on July 9, and it would not have been unusual for the water company to have ex- pected the city to assumed this year’s taxes, since they had So that, in agreeing to assume this year’s taxes in addition to the purchase price the city commission made a concesssion which it was wise Near his home was of impor! being dis the day. which. are issu din the press of | CITIZENSHIP AND HORSE" ENSE . You don’t need to have any culture; all you've got to get is | horse sense. Maybe I don’t speak perfect English and juaybe my grammar isn’t just right. The people don’t care about that.—Senitor Magnus | Johnson. The man with horse sense and without culture %s a long way ud ‘of the fellow with culture 9 lacks horse sense. ‘Any indi- divual, who speaks broken Eng- lish and doesn’t know one Tule of grammar from another, can never- theless become a very construc- tive citizen. It isn’t culture, or the lack of it, |which gives one horse sense, It comes from sound thinking, and ere is nothing to prevent the man who cannot speak perfect English from thinking straight. When Magnus madé tthe state- ment, quoted above, he spoke aj great truth, but the trouble is What he doesn’t properly apply the rale |to himself. He seems to think that | ithe opposition to him has been; tased solely upon the fact that he | lacks, this so-called “cylture,” he | speaks of when in reality it is ‘be-| cause he doesn’t think straight. If he were a sound thinker, he | wouldn’t be italking revolution; he! wouldn't be for government own- ership of everything in sight; be] wouldn't want to recognize Red} ‘Russia; he wouldn't seek: ‘to cur- tail the powers of the supreme tory hag proven certain économic laws which cannot be kicked inith- er and thither to satisfy the whims of political expediency. Thousands upon thousands of] Americans, both native born and foreign, who probably would take booby prizes in a grammar con- test, or a speNing bee, are never- theless doing sound thinking. | That is the reason that the Amer- cam government still stands firm upon the fundamental principles upon which it was established. A man can be a good citizen without “culture” but he ¢an’t be the best kind of a citizen without; some honest-to-goodness horse) sense.—Fargo Forum. a ee THE TWINS Eee a aaa By Olive Roberts Barton Down in Dixie Land the Twins came to a field that looked as though there had been a snow storm. it's cotton!” said Nancy in | sup’ “{ always thought cotton ‘grew in blue paper boxes that you buy at the drug-store.” | Gand I always thought it grew on | "| Christmas trees.” said Nick, laugh- ling at his own joke. 3 | “you two’re jest- lak two other i *¢olkses I know about,” said a new an ‘old colored. man, “Will you tell us about them?" asked Nick quickly. | «Sholy! Sholy!” said’the old man kindly, “I’ll tell you ‘bout Mistah ng to pay a good price to have their advertising matter and Rabbit an’ Mistah Fox tradin’ tails. samples distributed honestly, thoroughly, That was 20 years ago. ho eliably. veakfast foods. =. Phillips is not a million 2 good living and being his own boss. “T get as much out of life as any man in town,” he claims Poday Phillips has a good busi- He has walked 135,000 miles, handing out to the |; sewife everything from pink pills to yeast cakes and 4 There’s no reason why he *" Should want to be. But he did succeed in his goal of making Dozens of times a day he is invited to sit on the porch | “Once upon a time Mistah Rabbit met Mistah Fox takin’ a walk. “What you all doin’, Mistah Rab- it? asked Mistah Fox, polite like. “Oh, jes” takin’ a walk to ex- ercise my tail,’ sez Mistah Rabbit, foh in those days he had a sho nuf e long bushy tail! “‘That’s funny,’ sez Mistah Fox. “That's lezzackly what J wuz doin’, and he set down hard, fer true as I tell you, he had no tail at all an’ he didn’t want Mistah Rabbit to see. “Say, sez he, ‘1 saw a queer court; he would realize’ that his-| , THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE All Dressed Up a nd Place to Go | | | \ | | | | SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 10, 1923 4 By Channi THE FOOL. ng Pollock. Dilly Gilliam, het mother, Mré. Gilliam, with Leila Phornbu divorcee are trimming a Christmas tree in the Chureh of the Nativity, 8 fashionable church of New York Mrs. J. Orson Tice, society lender, tomes in with Jerry Goodkind, a Man-about-town, who is interested in Clare Jewett engaged to the Reverend Danicl Gilchrist, the as: sistant rector of the ¢hureh, in bad favor because of his radical sermons Dr. ‘Wadham, the rector drops in /to attend a meeting of the wardens i Jerry proposes marriage to Clare re has a talk with Daniel and accuses him of being too radical NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY “I want to be hap “That's exactiy what I want,” he agree happily. “How can anybody he happ: out money?” she asked gravely. “How can anybody be happy with it?” he returned. “Anyway, do you think people are? Happier than peo- ple who have just enough?” “In our day amd age,” Clare de- fended, “there’s nothing worse than with- j poverty. There's nothing more de- | save, and do without and keep up appearances. I've tried it—ever since) my father died—and I know. I cafi't jdo it any longer and I won't.” “Clare!” It was a mood new to him. His exclamation startled her and she turned away. In a moment she was calmer. “I don’t want to quarrel with you, Dan,” she said gently. “I just want you to be sensible. I love you, but love the good things of life; too. I like to be warm and comfortable.” “You can be sure of that,” he, promised. “But that’s only the beginning,” she pursued. “I want good clothes, and furs, and my car, and money to ‘spend when I like. I want my own | house, and my own servants,.and a {husband who amounts to something. | wouldn't expect to LETTER FROM LESLIE PRESCOTT bit of human flesh that was ever TO LESLIE PRESCOTT) CONTINUED “Beads”! echoed Sydney. “I surely| that a peculiar glance passed be-| Leslie *wore| tween Sydney and Jack, and Jack thought, at the time them above her wedding dress~and now, that they wefe real pearls.” The waiter looked at me from be- hind Jack’s chair and I was sure that he, sardonically drooped one of his eyelids. I felt myself grow red and then pale and was glad that Jack exclaimed, “Great heavens, Syd, you have my wife wear thousands and thousands of dollars worth: of pearls, would you? We are poor: people, Syd, sometimes so hard up that I don’t know where to get the next dollar to do some- thing that I’ want to do very much.” “No, old fellow, I had no idea that you could give your wife a gorgcous string of pearls, but it would be very easy to imagine the daughter of Joseph Graves Hamilton wearing _jewels worth a king's: ransom.” This time I was almost sure that Sydney saw that waiter wink at me but I could do nothing. “They certainly are a imitation,” he said. “I know it”, was Jack’s compla- cent reply. “Why, the other evening you ought to have seen the waiters scramble when. Leslie broke the string. I am quite sure that one of them must have decided that they were rea] pearls, for when we count- ed up there was one missing.” “I grew hot and cold. Suppose Jack should say something about counting the string now. I wished I had not worn them. To turnethe conversation I asked, perhaps a bit too eagerly, “I am sure. wonderful | ,Jack’s voice had crept a tone of tru-} | given to a woman.” The world is going to the dogs. At this moment it seemed to me!New York grand opera is making | money like a baseball team. said gruffly, “He is a nice little duf- \ fer, but you know somebody left him! on our doorstep just at-the right mo- ment when Leslie’s life hung in the balance, and I believe, in fact_I know, that she musts love him better than his own mother.” “That's quite true,” I interrupted, “for I am sure that under. no cir- cumstances could I. have given that baby to another if I had borne him.” “You never know what you can do”, interrupted Jack curfly. “Yes, I do,” I answered stubborn- ly. “I do not think very much of a mother who would leave her child on a stranger's doorstep.” “Perhaps the mother knew the circumstances, Leslie”, said Sydney. “What circumstances?” Passenger train hit a car of dyna- mite near Joplin, Mo., without in- jury, but don’t you try it. While a street car was held up by bandits in Salt Lake it can’t be what makes them late here. Chigago thief got 10 rings. Now mabye he will steal a kiss and get married and get punished. Two Indians, ages 113 and 110, are visiting ‘in Washington, the older taking care of the younger. Ohio state offices almost burned. {Probably started by some fiery Ohio Into | Political speech. ; culency. “Why, didn’t the papers have the | story that Leslie’s life was despaired | *$ Well as at-the bottom. of beenuse she was mourning so-over | ‘ = e: losing her child and wasn’t it whis-| A, slight earthquake felt in Rome, ered among her friends that it | Ga., was probably caused by rolling seemed as though the only course to, the biggest pumpkin to town, pursue in bringing her back from, death’s door was to put a baby in her arms?” (Copyright, 19: May cut naval officers’ pay. Then j navy trousers will bell my the knee | / |_ One of the best lawyers in St. Louis left only $500, proving there NEA Bervice, Inc.) | #¥e some honest lawyers. PLACE 110.CRADUATES | Mayv N. D., Nov. 10.--The Ree- ommendation committee at the nor- ma! school here placed a total of one hundred forty graduates this past yeur. Of Shis number, one hiandred twenty-one were last year’s gradu- Scientists are hunting a way to sive corn, The best way/is to keep the stopper in the jug. Ed Doss, a Texas farmtr, has aj potato four feet long. Big enough to fatten nite boarder: 2 {a little mad. jae no different from other women of my class.” “I hoped you were,” he admitted, half to himself. 3 “A year or two ago people thotight you were going to be a bishop. Today you've made an enemy. of every influential man in the church. All that may be very noble, but I’m not noble and I don’t pretend to be. I don’t feel any call to sacrifice my- self for others, and I don’t think you have any right to ask it. “I do ask it, Clare,” he insisted. “You medn you're going on like this?” They were“standing now and facing each other, she with an air of defiance, he with the calm resolu- tion of conviction. “I mean I can’t Azive you expen- sive clothes, and servants, and a big house, while all about us people are hungry.” “What do you propose to give me?” she inquired rather scornfully. “A chance to help,” he answered. She turned on him, looking sharp- ly at him. “I can't believe you're serious,” she gasped. “You've always been a dreamer, but I can’t believe you're going through with this fantastic nonsense!” * He was still calm. Perhaps it was this strange control of which she was not capable that added to Clare’s. irritation. “I've chosen a narrow path, dear,” he said, “but I hoped it might be wide enough for us both.” “It isn’t,” she returned, finality in her tone. “With your means and opportunities, you're ‘offering me what any bank clerk would give dis wife. J thought you loved me, but you're utterly selfish; ang I think, You're a right to throw away your own life, but you've no right to throw away | mine.” : He lifted a-hand in protest, but it was too late. She moved toward him, fumbling-with her hands. By the time she had reached his side she had taken off her ring, She handed Sydney, that you have come oyer” ates, /while nineteen were’ former to the baby’s christening. I know graduates whom the recommendation While chactpebamae athens. a o’ him with an impatient gesture. looking up at the benigh forms out- lined in the painted windows. How far away they seemed! “And. yet how real! The Shegherd in the venter= He turned suddenly at the sound of a step. The: chureh was wrapped completely in a darkness which his eyes could not penetrate, in cume the step. “Who's there?” Gilchrist inquired of the ‘abscurity, An-echo repeated the question mechanicaily, losing the 4 tone of solicitude that was in Gil- christ’s. voice. Thore was no “answer, st sensed a’ presence, © you looking for some one?” isked apaiif, 3, came a voice, | into the darkness. m the assistant rector, Mr. Gil- hrist,” he explained without raising his voice. “LT know you, Mr, Gilchrist,” came the vo ’ - A but Gil- ch he i Gilchrist pe se of recognition came to Gilchrist. His air. of inquiry dis- appeared. “Oh, yes, I remember,” ‘he said. jgrading than having to scrimp and| “You're the man who was cold. Can I do anything for you?” “T think you caf,” said the man. Gilchrist had made out the form now, in outline near the door. “Tell me,” he asked sympatheti- cally. Gilchrist remembered now. It was he who needed help. The irony of it all came to him. Here was he offer- ing aid to another when he himself was needy—needy of comfort, of sympathy. “My poor man,” he said, “I wishe you could.” He clasped his hands. The’ remembrance of his despair im- pelled him to confide, even in this vague figure. “I was so,sure of what I wanted to do,” he Aaid, “and now I begin to wonder whether it can be done.” Viera It seemed as though he were alone again—alone with the dafkness and the silence. - “It has been done,” the mian as- sured him. “But in this day—Mm this practical world—can any man follow the Mas-: ter?” Daniel put the question halt- ingly. The answer came back positively. “Why not? Is this day different from any other? Was the world never practical before? Is thig, the - first time of. conflict between flesh, and spirit? If it could be done then, why not now,. and, if it was ever worth the doingy why not now?” “But how?” It was Daniel had turned seeker. “We have been told minded the man. Gilchrist thought back over pages. “Take no thought for the morrow ~~” he read there, “Sell whatsoever thou hast, and give to the poor |Love thy neighbor as thyself-SBless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you. But if a man did those things today peopte would think him mad?” “What does it matter?” asked the man, simply. “He would loge everything!” said Gilchrist anxiously. * “And gain everything,” answer. “What good could one man do?” “Why don’t you try?” challenged the voice. “The Master tried, and they cruci- fied Him,” Gilehrist murmured. He was trembling now. j “Did they?” queried the ‘man in- credulously. “And if they did, what . does that matter? Is a man dead whose ideal lives? ‘Ye crucifieq me, but I am with ye always, even unto the end of the world.” = Gilchrist stepped forward. His keen, eager eyes searched for the face of this form in the shadows. “In God’s name, who are you?” he asked intensely. + Pa The man straightened. “I am a Jew,” he said, simply. CHAPTER VIII : Chairman Stedtman Spite fences are erected hastily. « who before,” re- was the 4 1 fe paused a moment, thep accepted and rest, have a cup of coffee, a glass of water, and so on. P oe thing today, Mistah Rabbit.’ when you see him you will be glad committee helped ,to locate in new | !'tle outdoor exercise helps’ it. it in mute abnegation. Glare Jewett found that she had to : ft i Trifles? Well, they’re pleasing to every cne—the sort of | things happiness is made from. ing a community sample-distributor. have big organizations that do the same. Opportunity is created—usually. It is found—rarely. WHO OWNS THE CARS? A checkup shows that, for every 1000 Americans, 127 autos are owned in cities and towns, against 70 cars for every 1000 people on farms. Motor trade experts are advancing various theories to One theory is that the farmer is more cau- explain this. tious at adopting the new and improved. ~ The real investment in land and livestock and equipment. ee: making a living. Se} TRACKLESS CAR _.. & trackless street car line proves successful in buses. Cost of operation is lower than street cars, #re ‘a great people, admittedly, but we have BAD TEMPER’S VICTIM &=@laiming she is 118, Mrs. Pauline Urdang says this is a' ¥ old world—though she lives in 2 home for the! Ro t recipe for a long life is to be good-natured.- That’ éubtedly would prolong our liveg by its soothing effect |but the blossoms looked enough like | pathe nervous.system. Also, it’s the only Way to make life rth | ‘The chief victim of bad temper is its igsued in our coun’ : f wiftiy. toward the ook The main point is that Phillips created his opportunity | “‘Why I saw a tree with cotton for, he was one of the very first to get the idea of becom- The larger cities now | swer, of course, is that farmers can’t afford as many autos as city folks. Even if they were on the same level of prosperity and income, the farmer has quite a cash | The city | Mistah Fox: ‘Didn't I tole you? Yo man, on a salary, needs no capital for conducting his way of d ee a Birming- ham, England. It is, of course, a system of large-size motor In considering this as a substitute, Americans should Keep in mind the matter of wear-and-tear on Bpvements, We ot yet leartied to pave our streets and roads to meet modern traffic eo. 46 million doftars.worth of “‘What wuz that?’ asks Mistah Rabbit. | growing on it,’ sez Mistah Fox. “‘Oh, go ‘long. Yo neveh did,’ sez | Mistah Rabbit. ‘No tree ever had cotton growin’ on it!” “True ez I tell you,’ sez Mistah Fox. ‘I seed it with these very eyes. | Ef I’s mistaken, I'll give yo my tail, so I will!’ “ON nen Mistah Rabbit he spoke |up ’n sez the very thing Mistah Fox know he would. He sez, sez he, ‘It’s too silly to be true, Mistah Fox. If you all is right, why then I'll give | my tail? 5 { “ ‘Done!’ sez Migtah Fox. ‘Come on |’n I show you. You go first ezI e’n see ovah yo head.’ “Bime by sure enough, they came to a cottonwood-tree. ‘There!’ sez owe me something.’ And befoh |Mistah Rabbit could say ‘yip’ Mistsh | Fox don bit off his tail and ran off | likety split to get his ole woman to {tie it on ‘ime_ a “An’ ever since that day Mistah | Fox has had a fine tail, he has, and Mistah Rabbit isn’t got any. “Mistah Rabbit wa: jo mad he jdance aroun’ and‘ aroun’, ‘All rightee!’ he sez. ‘I lost my fine tail all on account o’ some silly ole cot- \ton, so cotton can supply all de rab- bits’ tails foh he nex’ two hundred yeahs.’ “An’ dat why rabbits is: called cottontails, honeys. You can believe it or not. But don’t ever argufy “bout nothin’ yo isn’t sho about. Cot- ton doesn’t grow on cottonwood trees any more 'n it does on milkweed. i 4 aia lose: Mistah Rabbit a tail, 0 it (To Be Continued.) (Copyright, 1928, NEA- Service, Inc.) . TO HAVE BLECTRICITY Tuttle, N. D,, Nov. 10—-Within #, short time Tuttle will have an elec- tric ‘light plant and 18-hour a day electric current service, The village| td has signed contracts providing ‘ installation’ of s 50 horsepower to be the godfathér@o the sweetest , positions. The success of a party is often THESE SIx SHIRTS WHL 5 ALC E WANT, WRAP THEM UP, PLEASE, AND IT'LL BE ON FUEL. LINE OF judged by the number of uninvite = people who get mad. Troubles are nite things to have around. Many men‘couldn’t carry on @ conversation without them. Pay your compliments promptly. By doing this you have a few of. them coming to you. HOW ARE You FIXED FOR COLLARS # GED ANY NECK= he keeps, but a salesman is known | by the good#he sell: A divorce in time saves murder. And a murder in time saves divorce: But neither sayg a reputation. While a man who looks cheap may feel cheap, a man who doesn’t look > chéap may give! h:mself away. B=. A VERY THE, Bg autos often go faster than ‘small autos. Big bank accounts often go faster than smig}l - ones, H The sad part about these one/ piece bathing suits’ is they are not | big enough for winter underwear. ° “Building up~a@_ checkered, career { woultn’t be so bad if you didn’t find | it always your move, Singing your own praises may be one way to hear them, but you never draw much, of a crowd. : ° The hardest always the one , \ winter=in Rp is just ahead, their way. ae way & false alarm toa boy is when & house next to the hseriae burns. Some women -make Othegs marry _and have ‘Nat the ring which lay in the A man is Known by the company |' j of. the ‘church. “Our engagement is off!” she de- clareg metallically. CHAPTER VII A Friend in Need \ Clare paused a moment, expectant. It seemed incredible that he would let her go that way. Surely he would say something. Surely he would see that he was wrong. * She waited for his surrender. christ was silent. He stood af of -his hand, shorn of it She . turned, expecting that his hand would reach out to halt’ her. He did not. move. Slowly she made her. way toward the door. She paused 8 moment with her hand on ‘the knob, waiting for his footsteps behind her. The sombre silence of the church seemed Jike a deafening roar in her ears. She could not see Gilchrist’s face. There was no answer in his attitude. She took @ step forward, but still he did not mye Then she walked ymbolism. think you're making a terrible mistake?” she asked. He lookeq up from the ring. \nis answer was in his eyes, and she ad it there: But he repeated it. ‘No,” he said pl: Clare lifted her head with a de- fiance that was characteristic of. her other self. This time there was no hes! cy in her step. She strode to the door with resolution. Without Icoking back she ‘opened it, Four wumbers tingled in her-brain. “Poy- erty—six—nine—four—two. that wasn’t the exchange. igiotic! It was “Rhinelander. dai id-not stop to close the door. Gilchrist lopked after her, ° waited until theouter’ door echoed“ her departure, then walked cee ser ea closed the door. 1y he placed the ri bi the ring in his An organ began to play softly i the choir room. ‘Its; tremulous Moths cHoed through ¢the vast emptiness She He had itude of” it all seemed to comfort ‘him. He felt a companion. ven. ‘i builg hers with impulsive spced to keep a thin, ascetic, phantom face from peering in at her—héart. Play copyrighted, United States and E ized version by special permission of the author, and of Brentano's, publishers of the play. * (Continued in Our Next Issue) A Thought | * All flesh is as grass, and all the glory of man as the flower of grass, The grass withereth, and the flower |theréof falleth away—1 Pet. 1:24. 1922, in the land. 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