The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, January 10, 1924, Page 2

in ho tit Pe tic de fre ke pr ch op mi lav an: FAGH MUU ~ PAGE TWO THE BISMARCK TRIBUN Entered at the Postoffice, Bismarck, N. D., Matter. BISMARCK TRIBUNE CO. - - : Publishers Foreign Representatives G. LOGAN PAYNE COMPANY, CHICAGO - *- - - “an Marquette Bldg. PAYNE, BURNS AND SMITH NEW_YORK - - - Fifth Ave. Bldg. OCIATED PRESS $ Meplinively entitled to the use or \ f all news dispatches credited *to it or not otherwise credited in this paper and also the loeal news pub- lished: herein. All rights of republication of special dispate hes herein are ilso reserved. . MEMBER AUDIT BUREAU OF CIRCULATION SUBSCRIPTION RATES PAYABLE IN ADVANCE ly byt carrier, per year. $7.20 DETROIT Kresge Bldg. ly by mail, per year (in Bismar dl 6 7.20 yby mail, per year (in state outside Bismarck) . 5.00 Daily by mail, outside of North Dakota....... 6.00 y THE STATE’S OLDEST NEWSPAPER (Established 1873) MR. COOLIDGE’S FIRM HAND ' President Calvin Coolidge may not engage the popular imagination nor by his own personality win friends as did the late President Harding. But the firm hand and*l fear shown by the President in dealing with many ve broblems must win the admiration of the countr The “big etic k” will be wielded again in the White House if necessary . The President leaned favorably toward completion oi umicable relations with the new government of Mexico, in- stituted by his predecessor, Just as it seemed that the Me sxiean government at last had achieved stability on a vonstitutional s, an aspirant for the presidency sought o win the position with bullets instead of ballots. Mani- testly the United States would not intervene, but surely in ‘he opinion of the President the United States should lean ,o the side of law and order as a friendly act to the people vf the revolution-torn nation to the south. And _ believing ne was right, the President did not hesitate to break prece- lents and order the sale of surplus war materials to the Ybregon government, which appears to have ruled Mexico with perhaps more measure of justice than the nation has joyed in many years. Nor did the President stop with s. He ordered an embargo on the sale of arms to the De tua Huerta faction. The American people, if one may judge from the actions of the President, need not fear that he is leading the nation ‘nto a conflict with its neighbor. But it may rest assured vhat its chiet executive will not hesitate to act and act firmly and promptly in the cause of constitutional government in North America. 1 i YOUR BOSS } THe greatest international sport is the popular pastime. (panning the boss.” You find it in all occupations—trades, yrofessions, politics, the army — wherever people carry on any sort of activity involving leadership and its accompany- ‘ng authority. | “Panning the boss” begins with the toddling child, pout- ag its resentment at “Must do this!” and “Must not do that!” It continues all through life, right up to the door of the graveyard, with the old man grumbling at the passing 'f old-time forms of authority and their replacement by the thanged boss tem of the new generation. Go where you will, you cannot escape hearing people pan their bosses. Forever there is grumbling at existing author- ;ty—on the farm, in factory, in office, in the home, all the way from the complicated organization of metropolitan life io thé Eskimo mumbling about the Hudson Bay agent who nuys his furs, or the tropical jungle native grumbling be- ause he doesn’t get more glass beads from his boss, the qading post buyer. . as Seeond Class | EDITORIAL REVIEW — ES Comments reproduced in this column may or mamy not express the opjnion of The Tribune. They fire p@sented here in order that our readers may have both sides of important {issues which are being discussed in the pres® of the day. LIEUTENANT WOOD'S MON Lieutenant Osborne C._ Wood, gon of the governor general of the Philippings has made a large sum ‘of money, and now certain Con-!| gressmen are whispering aout} him. They shrug their shoulders at his statement entirely the result of Wall Street speculation. They are insinuating that his profits are much larger and were made through invest- ments in the Philippines. These insinuations should be met at once. The Issue is not at wl whether Lieutenant Wood spec- ted or really gambled. A spec- is a middleman buying something which he has reason to expect may bring him a profit. He bases his trades on a kno’ dze and the securities wks such a he is ation and of the industr corporations he is trading. thorough knowledge, ity « gambler. Whether Lieutenant Wood snecu- issue in this case. gambled in securities, so do many others; and there is no reason for singling out Lieutenant Wood for condem- nat The only agen a right to object is the army, which may reasonably lay down a rule that speculation of any sort should not be indulged in by a time and energy to his military duties For except the heads of the ¥ tment there is only.| the issue ented in Congress man Fre: solution to ascertain whether of the associates of Governor General Wood have finan- cially profitted by teason of his of- ficial position. The resolution should be pass- ed, and a ‘prompt investigation should be begun. Lieutenant Wood should be given the opportunity to disprove the insinuations which the friends of Filipino independ- have ‘been whispering in whispering should end. vernor General Wood has had distinguished career. If anybody hag anything to say against him. let it be spoken out loud so that he may have a chance to prove its falsi “Chicago Journal of Com- merce. ADVENTUR E "URE OF THE TWINS ee By Olive Roberts Barton Naney and Nick and Tom Tinker hurriéd down Broom street past Wheelbarrow lane on. down past Jack's new house and the Pieman's shop, and pretty soon they came td the place where the street melted away, you might say, into a sort of big field. ‘And honestly, it did seem as though the whole world was there to see the circus come in, Certainly nearly everybody in Daddy Gander Land, except the mothers who were trying to get the housework done up so everybody could go to the per- formance in the afternoon. And, oh, yes, the daddies who were busily | working to make enough money to 1 People have such an instinctive hatred of authority, it’s © wonder they are able to co-operate in any form of govern- i ent, even aenraey. Man at heart is a philosophical | enarchist, hating leaders. Occasionally men are hypnotized ry a leader like Napoleon into flinging their personal free- fom to the winds and rallying in emotional ecstasy to the Sader. That’s as rare as it’s brief. s The only reason people stand for a boss at all is because shey gre jealous of the boss—have a secret hope that, if they nupport the boss system, they have a chance of becoming 088 themselves. The grumbling and the pannirg continue, | devertheless. Forever there is a boss. The foreman has his boss, the thop superintendent. He in turn, answers to the general anager whose boss is the board of directors. The board “as its..boss, the bankers and stockholders and tax collec- prs. =So on and on, an endless chain always a Higher, ‘ower. i t . a GIRL-WIVES . : A-news pitture shows child-mothers in Japan, so young mat they play ring-around-the-rosy with their babies bound t) their backs. Eight-year-old mothers are not uncommon *% the. orient, where people mature at an earlier age than in Sie cooler climates. } Time is relative, morality depends on climate, and nature concerned primarily with the reproduction of the species. hese: three thoughts, from a rather ordinary news picture, perl printed. HEAR BY TOUCH The totally deaf may hear by touch, announces Professor obert H. Gault of Northwestern University. He has been sorking on this line for several years. And has almost per- pected a mechanism by which sound waves are conveyed to %he brain through the fingertips. Much more experimenting be done. Deaf people must wait before becoming too hope- wi. ‘ But— F Every problem has its golution. qrercome, a MOVIE INCOME « The public that made life enjoyable for P. T. Barnum -hyends=730 million dollars a year for movies, according to nservative estimates. A big figure, but we mustn’ t forget that a for a big ip ntry. The, movies appear to collect aboug $7-a as for: ery man, woman and child. That’s letting us off ¢heaply, on na what they give us jin return. Most of the spend- g is in the neighborhood theater. PRICE HOAX JOKER has heard a lot about exports of farm prod- considerably. more than before the war. Of course, hap Tart aa increased prices, not tons, Dushel gy cher is thet for the first time in our ultural imports have been exceeding n dollars ny the last fiscal year. Every handicap can be | The jfat lady and Tiving skeleton and tat- that his gains; amount’ tg about $800,000 and are | of the fundamental economic situ- } in real-! lated or really gambled is not an| y that has] young of- | ficer, who should be devoting. his | one issue in this case, and that is} "THE: HE BISMARCK TRIBUNE | i LETTER FROM PRISCILL. FORD TO MRS. MARY i PRESCOTT | |MY DEAR, DEAR FRIEND: Every little while it comes to me, dear Mrs. Prescott, that there is surely “a Divinity which shapes our | ends.” | Perhaps that quotation is | quite apropos to the thing I h: tell you, because it is not my end that is the subject under discussion, However, if the terrible thing which I saw with my own eyes means what I think it does, it can mean nothing, else but the end of the marriage be- tween your beloved son and that irresponsible woman to whom he #% wed. ‘i Little did 1 think when I came to New York to see why my dividends had not been paid upon that oil stock that Providence had meant me io be the vehicle by which you could prove your suspicions. That I have found that my oil stock is worthless and the man I thought so nice a villian, really means nothing to me beside the fact that I will be able not only to do you a great favor but to make your dear son understand just his position husband to the flaunting woman he has made his wife. You know when I come to New York I always go around to the dif- A BRAD- LDEN not wre to send their families to the perform- ance in the afternoon. Great golden wagons with marvel- ous pictures painted on the sides ; went rumpity, rump, thumpity, thump! over the bumpy places, | teams of black and, white horses were being unhitched and led away | to be fed, lemonade stands ‘were be- ing set up, and side-shows with pic- | tures that would take you breath away almost, were getting fixed up. swordswallower and snake- charmer and knife-thrower and the tooed man were to be in them. And abové all was the delightful terrifying roar of the tion’jiand all sorts of sounds you could hear, but not see—I mean see what,they were | coming from. Bit ‘the elephants | were right out in plain view. No- body could hide them, or the camels, or the last yard and a half of the giraffes, which stuck up and out of their cages like church steeples. Really it was almost as good as be- ing de the big tent, and there was so ‘iiuch to see it was no wonder that the three children forgot about the lost Tweedles, Dum and Dee, for a minute or two. Indeed it was quite by accident that they remembered. It was this way. A balloori-man took Nick and Tom by the shoulders. “Say, there, you two. Where did you put my two [| bunches of balloons? them or sold out?” “Lost!” ‘Their errand popped into their heads at the word, and the thought of poor Missez Tweedle at home worrying. “Why, you're not the two little boys I gave my balloons to, to hold for me,” exclaimed the balloon-man in surprise. I beg your pardon. 1 wonder where those two little fel- lows went? One had on a red stock- ing-leg cap and the other had on a blue stocking-leg cap. Did you see them? “Why, we are hunting for them, too!” cried Nancy. “They’re wanted at home.” “Well, well, well!” said the bal- loon-man. “I gave each of them a big bunch of- bal'oons and I'll have to ‘have them. back pretty soon. What do you say if we all go and hunt! Come along! They can’t be far @way!” \ (To Be Continued.) (Copyright, 1924, NIA Service, Inc.) Have you lost yy and Hoop; SMALL Bowen array at coun- | ferent hotels and look over the reg- ister to see if there is anyone whom I know in town. What was’ my sur- prise to find “Mrs. John Aldef Pres- cott” on the visitors’ hook at the | Waldorf. I immediately arranged a dinner party for the friends with whom I was staying, as I thought being alone | se probably would dine at her own| hotel. I did not think that even she would be so shameless. as to wander (Copyright, 1923, NEA. Service, Inc.) iff Uy. HY} } Wi Yi} UM) Wi///) Wi) around night. I need not have worried about that! however, because she was well es corted although she was dining at] the Waldorf. ies A man I had neve? seen before, who looked like an Englishman, was with her and they seemed very much interested in each other. They sat/ at the next table to my party, whi only because’ of my. regard for I took, to such,an expensive place. Do yow know, my dear Mrs, cott, that your son’s wife had the| effrontery to try to speak to me? I am suze blushed but I could not, dear fritnd, out of respect for you to strange retaurangs sp€ak to her under the circum stances. I could not hear anything they wére saying until just as from the, table I heard you son’s wife s ‘You must come and 6 dinner with Jack and me when you come to Albany.” Think of it! In- viting the man in the case to meet her husband! I was gure I could not believe my ears until I heard, that man say, “I shall come purposely to Albany, my dear Mrs. Prescott, for you know that seeing you was one of the de- lights I looked forward to in Ainer- ica. “I hardly thought, however, that I should be so fortunate as to find you here to meet me on my arrival.” Dear Mrs. Prescott, I would go on the stand and repeat those words. I am sorry to break your heart, but at last we have found all the things that we have ‘thought about your son’s Wife are not only true but it worse than even we suspected. I will be home next week. Affectionately yours, PRISSY. they rose (THANK “OU, MR.TRUE, i FAcT, LAST WeeK a PLACED SEVERAL LARGS BILLBOARDS (ALONG THE HIGHWay, ‘AND IN ~-- SS tty sottage)-—Murmmy, where is the bathroom ? MOTHER-—-There isn’t any bath- room; dear. * "Good! This is going. to be a real holiday.” — Messarhaanie Aggies i I Squib, | EVERETT TRUE _ BY CONDO | Nout NICE C4RGE ORDER. = We HOPE To MAKE THIS* ODUCT VERY POPULAR, BILL BoaRDS,: GH F CANCEL MY ORDER Ut FoR=== hag 0 patie B) 19s jeeived from my” ah¢estors: is % soul, - ~dincapeble. of -fear.—Julian, You, | . Pres-| © an oily tongue. it terror by night; nor for the arrow Innocence Abroad | 2c hnlas. © | well a “Germany at Rope’s End” line. head- Many people contend the elec- tric chair is more humane. A woman is robbing men in To- ledo, O., and they object because she } is robbing’them by force Leap Year news from Boston Man stole $15,000 from his wife to elope with another woman. ¥ Oklahoma cops are after a movie star’s father, but not because he is a movie star’s father. Debt experts will hold a big meet- ing in Paris. So soon after Christ- mas is-an appropriate date. A- Birmingham (Ala.) man who tried to stop an argument between two strangers will recover. Here's the Leap Year news from St. Louis: Two sisters managed to marry on the same day. A bank runner is missing in Los Angeles. . That's what bank runners seem to do. They run. Many will be sorry to learn a man who tried to swindle a Greenwich (Conn.) dentist got. caught. News from Mexico: Big oil com- pany going.on the rocks. The oil business is a stippery game. People who naturally hate oil cor- porations will enjoy hearing of a big oil fire in Indiana. It seems natural fon an oil stock } salesman to be a slick article with It takes so little to make some people happy. Spokane man says he \s glad he is-in jail. About 200 people sang on a Chi- cago stage. This is enough singers te make 4,000 neighbors mad. Lower wool prices are predicted for 1924, unless they pull the wool over consumers’ eyes. fa Meat paclers claim prices “are, down, but butchers say they are be- ing raised by the wholesale. A-thirst’ for knowledge ‘helps you and so he docs.a knowledge of what yoh use for your thirst. Statistics. of last year show very ‘few bootleggers lost money. The market price for skeletons is only two dollars each. Never believe what a bootlegger says. How many. times have you written. 1923 and changed it to 1924? Oh, what is so raw as a nose in January? . \ 7 _A THOUGHT i pod shalt not bé afraid for the for the destruction that waste at at noender Ps. 91:5, 6. “The only inheritance I Rave re- 1| THURSDAY, JANUARY 10, 1924 Published by arrangement Lloyd with Corinne Griffith as Copyright 1923 by SYNOPSIS, ‘ At a first night performance in New York, a beautiful young woman attracts attention by rising and leisurely surveying the audi- lence through her glasses. Lee Clavering, newspaper columnist, and his cousin, Dinwiddie, are | particularly interested, Dinwiddie declaring that she is the image of Mary Ogden, a belle of thirty years ago, .who had married a Count Zattiany and lived abroad. He is convinced that this is Mary's daughter. At Clavering's sugges- tion Mrs. Oglethorpe, a friend of Mary Ogden’s in her youth, is asked to solve the mystery. She jeatls on the, young woman, receives @ denial that she is Mary Ogden's |daughter, but beyond that learns nothij Cidtering, determined to find out who she is, follows her home from the theatre one night. He finds her running from front door to area- way in agitation und approaches her, hesitantly. VIL (Continued) | “May I—am I—” he stammer- “Is anything the matter?” For a moment she had shrunk back {in alarm, but the jsilent street between its ramparts of brown stone was bright with jmeonlight and she recognized him. “Oh, is it you,” she said with a faint smile. “I forgot my key and iI cannot make any one hear the bell. The servants sleep on the top floor, and of course like logs. Yes, you can do something. Are you willing to break a window, crawl in, and find your way up to the front door?”, “Watch me!” Clavering forgot jthat he was saturnine and“remote and turning thirty-four. He took jthe area steps at a bound. iron gates guardéd the basement doors, but the old bars on the windows were easily wrenched out. He lifted his’ foot, kicked out ‘a pane, found the catch, opened the window }and ran up the narrow dark stairs. ‘There was a light in the spacious. hall and in another moment he had opened the door. He expected to be dismissed with a word of lofty thanks, but she said in a tone of casual hospitality: “There are sandwiches in the library and I car give.you‘a whis- key and soda.” She walked with a light swift step down the hall, the narrow tail of her black velvet gown wrig- eling after her. Clavering followed in a daze, but his trained eye took note of the fine old rugs and carved Italian furniture, two tapestries, and great vases of flow- ers that filled the air with a drowsy perfume. He had heard of the Ogden house, built and fur- nished fifty years.ago. The couple that had leased it had. been child- less and it showed little wear. The stairg curving on the left had evi- dently been recarpeted, but in a , Very dull red that harmonized with the mellow tints of the old house. narrow i of the hall on the right and he found himself in a Jarge library whose walls were covered with books. to the: ceiling. ‘ Dinwiddie had told him that the Ogdeps were bookish people and that “Mary’s” grandfather had been an eminent ‘jurist. The room wags.as dark in tone as the hal,but the worn chairs and sofas looked very com- fortable. A log was burning en the hearth, ~~ She took @ key-from a (drawer and handed it ‘to him. ‘You will find whiskey and a syphon in that cabinet, Mr, Clav- I keep them for Judge “Mr. Cla—=" He pamé out of his daze.. “You know who | am then?” # “But certainly. 1 am not as reckless as all-thate*, < Her accent was slight but in- |dubfous, yet impossible t4 place. It might be that of a Buropean |who spoke many language: ser of an American witha susceptible year who had lived the greater part of her life abroad.* “f was driving jone day with\ Judge. Trent and; eee rau walking, bak Mr, Dinwid- “Trent—ah!"” He had his first full look’ into those wise unfathomable eyes. Standing close to her, she seemed somewhat older than .he* had ‘guessed her to be, although her face was unlined. «Probably it was her remarkable poise; her gir of power and’ security—and ‘those ,oyes! What had they not looked ; "pon? - She ~smiled and ° poured broth from a thermos bottle. “You-are forgetting your whi key and soda,” she reminded :him. ‘He filled-his' glass, took a sand- wich, and sank fnto the depths of § leather chajg, She had seated | Officers of the Lloyd Spetz held tonight \at'8'p. m. in A. 0. U.W. hall, ; splendid | | She opened a door at ‘the ane) A special effort fs being made by _ RACK ¥y Americas beet woman vr LACK [XEN & GERTRUDE ATHERTON with Associated First National Pictures, Inc. Watch for the screen version produced. by Frank Countess Zattiany. Gertrude Atherton herself on an upright throne-like chair opposite. Her black velvet gown was like a vase supporting a subtly moulded flower of dazzgng fairness. She wore the three rows of pearls that had excited almost as Much speculation as her mys- terious self. As she drank her mild bever@igé she looked at him over the brim of her cup and once more appeared to be on we verge of laughter. “Will you tell me who you are asked Clavering bluntly. “This is hardly fair, you know.” “Mr. Dinwiddie really managed to coax nothing from Judge Trent? i | He called three times, I under. stand.” “Not a word.” “He had my orders,” she sald coolly. ain obliged to pai time in New York and | ha reasons for remaining obscure “Then you should have avolded first-nights, “But I understood that Society did not attend first-nights. So Judge Trent informed me. I love the play, Judge Trent fold me that first-nights were very amus- ing and that I would be sure to be {seen by no one I had ever met in European Society.” “Probably not,” he said .drily, and feeling decidedly nettled at her calm assumption that nothing but the society of fashion counted. “But the people who do attend them are a long sight more distin- guished in the only way that counts these days, and the women are often as well dressed as any in the sacrosanct preserves,” “Oh, I noticed tht,” she said quickly. “Charming Intelligent faces, a great variety of types, and many—but many—quite admirable gowns. But who are they, may I ask? I thought there was nothing between New York Society and.the poor but—well, the bourgevise.” He informed her. “Ah! You see—Well, I, always heard that your people of the artis- tic and intellectual class were rath- er eccentric—rather cultivated a pose.” “Once, maybe. too much money these days. there are freaks, if you care to look for them. Some of the sud- denly prosperous authors and dra- matists- have rather dizzy looking wives; and I suppose you saw those two girls from Greenwich Village that sat across the aisle from you tonight?” She shuddered. “One merely looked like a Hottentot, but the other!—with that thin upper layer of her short black hair dye greenish white, and her hags. degenerate green face. What they do in Greenwich Village? is some my They all make But “For a moment she had shrunk back in alarm.” \ it an isolation camp for defec tives?” “It was once a colony of real artists, but the big fish left ané the minnows swim slimily about giving off nothing but their owz sickly phosphorescence.” “How interesting. A sort o! Latin Quarter, although 1 neve saw anything in Paris quite like those dreadful girls.” ‘Probably not. As a race weare prone to exaggerations. But ar¢ you not goifg to tell me your name?” She had finished her supper and was leaning against the high bach of her chair, her long, slender, but oddly pewerful looking hands fold ed lightly onthe black velvet o} her lap. Once more he whs struch by her absolute repose, - { “But.certainly, ess Zattjany.”.- “The Countess Zattiany!” ‘The Countess Josef Zattiany, ta be} exact;. I went to Europe when} was a ¢bild, and when-I finished school Wisited’ my cousin, Mary Zattiany—I belong to the Virgin fan ‘branch of her mother’s family —at her palace in Vienna and mar ried her cousin's nephew.” “Ah! . That accounts for the re semblance!” exclaimed .Clavering, And then, quite abruptly, he did not believe a word of it. “Resemblance?”. “Yes, poor old Dinwiddie way completely pow led over when you stood aa fa’ surteyed the house that night. “Thought he had seer the ghost of his old flame. I haq to\take him out in the alley ‘and. give him a drink.” (To Be Fontinaed) lan Cotton ‘Crop. 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