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Go00 Sei svete s@NsoO Daily by mail, per year (in Bismare Con +420 Daily by mail, per year (in state outside Bismarck) . 5.00 Daily by mail, outside of North Dakota. 5 .. 6.00 THE STATE’S OLDEST NEWSPAPER (Established 1873) AN OPPORTUNITY The tax commissions which Governor Nestos proposes to appoint in several sections of the state will have an opportunity to render a large and important service to the state. One of the difficulties of tax-making is that the ramifications of a tax system are so great that compar- atively few are moved to protest or praise except as they are individually affected. The tax studying committees in their various sections can gather the figures concerning the tax burden, they can show how it has been shifted in the last several years, how taxes have increased and who is paying them. They can show that every citizen needs to make himself familiar with tax problems and that every bond issue, every improvement, every extension of the func- tions of government is reflected in his tax bill, whether he pays additional taxes directly or not. And if the situation is brought home forcibly to every citizen a great beginning will be made toward again placing taxes on a common-sense basis. And after reduction is ] has been said and done the remedy for tax mple and apparent. The way to reduce taxes is by supporting only the essentials of government and elim- inate expensive experiments. MAGNUS THE BIG SHOW Magnus Johnson continues to make a big splash in the He spatters a little mud occasionally and then appears to put on a grin as wide as his broad-rimmed hat and smooth |) east. it all over. He appears to enjoy himself thoroughly and he is going big in the sideshow of the nation’s legislative circus. but what he will do under the main top remains to be seen Magnus may not have worldly ambitions. the Sunday picture: family had ambitions along this line. financially and to consume their spare time. But not sc Magnus. contests. His path to riches is opened. Witness a flaming advertisement in the staid New York Times, which shows Magnus with a Rooseveltian grin be neath a straw hat and gives a peep at his costume of over. alls and open-necked shirt. He is billed as “the most dis. cussed farmer-statesman in the world. Hear him tenight.” |; “Smash He appears with Bernarr Macfadden who is to expose the “Clean Books "And he is not talking tariff or the Federal Reserve. censorship’—that is the burden of this talk i Bill” soon to be introduced in the New York legislature. He and Magnus are for free speech and frankness in literature and perhaps in pictures. No censorship for them. Let the authors say what they will and let the public take it or leave it. Surely Magnus cannot be accused of Puritanism. The new Minnesota senator has hob-knobbed with ban ers and social leaders in the east and he doesn’t seem to min it. Now he is becoming a champion of Bohemia. the future. FIRST PHONES In 1878 Mary Beatrice Kennedy became the first telephone exchange operator in New York City. She’s still plugging a switchboard in the College of St. Elizabeth at Convent Station, N. J. Now, if you think human nature has changed much, hark to Mary’s memories of old times. Before Mary took her job in 1878, “Central” was always a boy. “T got my job,” she recalls, “because the company was tired of firing its swearing boy operators. Subscribers used to come down to the telephone office to fight the operatcr who had sworn at them.” i ee Phone users don’t do that these days, but some of them “Central.” In the old days, Mary recalls people didn’t use telephone numbers. ‘ They just cranked at the box, took down the receiver and asked for Smith’s drug store or BroWn’s gro- cery. And people must have been as impatient as now, for Central got an earful of abuse if there was delay in getting the desired party: Mary says folks used to ring Central and ask the price of eggs and what kind of weather was predicted for tomorrow. the habit of asking Central what time it is, where’s the fire, did One-Round Gorilla knock out Battling Snoozer, or who won the ball game. Mary worked short hours, for those times—only 8 in the morning until 6 at night. She had a long trip between home and office, and had to climb six flights of stairs to get to her switchboard. Who invented the elevator that ended this toil? Don’t all answer at once. MAY SHOOT MARS Professor Goddard again is busy on his plan to fire 2 - volunteered to make the trip. eo * Goddard says that a speed of six miles a second would free the rocket from the earth’s gravitational attraction. _, gravity. ight cons: * \ BISMARCK TRIBUNE? He may not; want to be wealthy, although the industry which his wife showed in milking the cows at home, if one may believe would imdicate that someone in the | /; Most statesmen have the Chautauqua platform to fall back upon to recuperate He is blazoned forth in flaming lithographs when he appears in Madison Square garden, the home of famous speeches, band concerts, circuses, prize fights and swimming k- | The ver- satility of the senator is amazing, and one is inclined to believe that amazing things may be expected from him in occasionally weaken and start figuring how far the trip is to The telephone companies still are toiling to break people ot | rocket to the moon, with a man inside. Twenty or more have ' Then it would travel on until it entered the moon’s sphere of ope Goddard doesn’t shoot at Mars. The Martians ider it the opening gun of a War of the Worlds, | Editorial Review & age) ee ea THE RE e RN OF PUSSYFOOT We greet Mr. Pussyfoot Johnson, who comes back to us from South Africa and Zanzibar and way sta- tions, himself more himself tJ ever and uttering in feet unr strained the thoughts that arise him My rigat eye is out, my lett eye is shy, but I am not going to die until the world is dry.” worthy poem, but unequal to its Mr. Johnson is and the it makes him and tells about it aft ard in a way that endears hi posed to his opinions. says that he had trouble only from his audience in Port Elizabeth in South Africa, He forgets that the little dis- turbance in Port Elizabeth was sed by a mythical story, then ent, that some South African r had been mistreated in Jer- ity or somewhere, All the a johnson demonstrations that have occurred in Canada or En land or elsewhere have ‘been due to myth and the law of imitation. Crowds have not understocd the essential Pussyfoot. His nickname is deceptive. It refers to the steal- thiness of his approach as an in- ternal revenue agent in the oll ays. When it comes to fighting, here is no stage Sheriff from Texas who is handier with his “gun.” But for years he has been on new track. derstand it himself, but his aim to reconcile reasonable and co vivial man to prohibition. i Thirteen years ago he himselt gave up the old familiar juice. This might be thought to indicate volunta total abstinence than prohibition; just as h phecies of the success of loca tion in England and South Africa may be thought, by caviling minds to be inconsonant with perf Volsteadism. This inconsistency, if such it be, makes no flaw in the entire and iperfect chrysolite- of Pussyfootism. He Knows that the Greeks, the Romans, the Egyptians and every other race, before or since, drank itself to death. So he] has determined to make the whole world dry and names 1950 as the blessed date. May the Life Extension Institute permit us all to be here to see! Meanwhile, let us lute the man who made India d who convert- ed Zanzibar, an “easy mark,” since it is the world’s chief centre of cloves —no longer the too feeble f alcoholic prea ! ich in sorghum, it can’i| syfoot, the most of the Rum zibar boasts its red pepper, it is spiceless and tasteless compared with even the mildest Jounsonianism. Mr. Johnson was much di » naturally y_ itt ems d th a He doesn’t quite un- s Islam and the S » one on the ques- tion of question Well, he comes back to us, un- hurt and undiscouraged, from the veldt and the karroo. He is all right. ‘No kill-joy be. “I have never heard,” ‘he says, “of a man coming home from a dance and chucking his baby out through the Nsom. or of a man suddenly de- ng after his fifth cigar to wip his neighbor’s m baseball ma with atirons to ‘his Pussyfoot is not an accompl reformer. He is willing that peo- ple should enjoy themselves——in a z= He is a friend of conviv drink. - York 0 pe *Jity without imes. TT ADVENTURE OF THE TWINS 2 1 ;| Town too, because they all love rid- The New Political Football seid her majesty in surprise. “I he didn't obey me!” He did obey you,” said Nuney. “But he left the shoes on our lawn and it snowed on them and we didn’t sce them until the snow melted. We put them on and wished ourselves here as quickly as we could. My, but it’s nice and warm! And the flowers are bloom—like summer.” “It's alw warm in Fairyland,” aid the Fairy Queen, giving Nancy another little squeeze. “I’m particu- larly glad you happened in today, though, kiddies, for I've had a let- ter from one of friends. And you know her! ” ‘other Goose?” guessed Nancy. ‘o, I'll tell you who it is. It’s the Riddle Lady! The Riddle Lady who lies in Riddle Land!” “Why, we were in Riddle Land not long ago!” cried Nancy. “Well, that's why she wants you again. She says that her subjects have lost all their thirking caps and can’t nd them. And so, of course, they can’t guess a single answer ‘to her riddles. She wants you. two children to meet Humpty Dumpty @cwn by the garden wall today a ncon and go back to Riddle Town with him, She has invited the Mother Goosé people to Riddle in dles.” Nimble Toes tofk them to the door and bowed them out, and the first person they laid their eyes on was Humpty Dumpty waiting patiently. “I wouldn't come in because I don’t like stone steps,” he explained. “How d’ do, children. I hope you're both well.” “Just fine, Mister_Humpty,” said Nancy. And how are you?” ‘ “A little stiff!” he remarked. “But that’s to be expected. As mayor of By Olive Roberts Barton “My, my but I'm glad to see you!” cried the Fairy Queen as she gave cach of the Twins a good hug and kiss. “I haven't seen you for ages. What's happened? Where have you} been?” : | “We couldn't find any way to get here!” said Nick. ‘We wanted ta come but couldn't.” “Why, I told Twinkle Pen to tell Nimble Toes to tell Silver Wing to take the magic green shoes to you 0 you could find your way to Fairy- land whenever you wished to come,” LETTER FROM MRS. MARY AL- DEN PRESCOTT FO JOHN ALDEN PRESCOTT MY DEAR SON: After my last letter to you, which you did not think worthy of ag heart—even when bleeding—cannot t out her only child. In my last letter I told you of a picture which -dear Priscilla Brad- ford*had scen and which made me think that the suspicious might find gossiping circumstances coinci- dent to the adoption of that name- less brat you have seen fit to call after your most illustrious ancestor. Of course, that letter was only one of conjecture, but now, my dear son, I have positive proof that your wife (I hate to call her by that -holy name) is holding clandestine neet- ings with another mdn and .I am almost sure that her own family are aiding and abetting her in this ter- rible thing. I am sure Providence is working through dear Priscilla Bradford for your salvation. How otherwise could she be in New York just at this time and see your wife in in- timate conversation with a -man, evidently an Englishman, in the pub- lic dining room of a hotel? It seems to me that at least she it is broken, and , quite ¢: eAficTangle Riddle Town, I don’t have much time to think of my ‘own troubles. But we can talk after we get there and time’s flyingd The Riddle Lady has a new riddle to ask. Come!” And taking cach Twin by an arm, away they went through the air to Riddle Land. (To Be Continued.) (Copyright, 1924 NEA Service, Inc.) Necessity Required It. . “I was only acting the part of peacemaker,” explained a prisoner. ut you knocked the man sense- | said the magistrate. | “I did,” the prisoner answered. “There was no other way to get! peace.”—Pearson’s Weekly. i | 1 But, no, she has flaunted them to the world. Of course my dear boy, not hav- ing heard from you lately, I am! not sure but that you and Leslie! plore divorce I will confess to you that I hope this is true, especially as dear Priscilla Bradford seems to think Leslie has taken that baby! you adopted with her. i If my surmise is correct and if you have found you have made a} great mistake by marrying Leslie; and have separated, I will make the great sacrifice of leaving my home here where all the furnishings speak of your ancestors and come and live with you in your home, ial Of course, not knowing anyone there, I will hope to perswade dear Priscilla Bradford to come with me. Then, my dear boy, I am sure, you you have dreamed. Priscilla is returning from New York tomorrow. A telegram to me next few days. Your loving and forgiving MOTHER. : Telegram From John Alden Prescott to Mrs. Mary Alden Prescott Under no circumstances will I al- have separated. As much as I de-|’ will find a home such as not ‘even} would bring us to you within the} GANGWAY ‘Whee! Calendar’ Thinks February Coming in On Time News has reached here that Feb-f ruary is due next month Preparation savs perspiration. Pre- pare or beware, Start wishing your friends a cloudy Groundhog Day. Get some rails ready to split on Lin- coln’s Birthday. Be making a list of enemies to send sarcastic vulen- tines. Quit shaving now and you will be disguised by Mardi Gras. Save up something you can tell the truth about on Washington’s Birth- day. Get ready for Longfeliow’s Birthday; that ts when the first spring poet sees his shadow. But Feb. 29 will be the biggest hollerday. Then you will hear the bachelors holler. WEATHER Weather forecaster quit his job in Chicago, maybe because the climate didn’t agree with him. Kid Valentino, the wild movie sheik of the sideburns, has ham- mered out a book of poetry which is a knockout. Kid swings a wicked “caress divine” and follows with, a swift “we kiss the lips of the mate of our soul.” Keep your peepers open for this bird. He is a good boy. HOME HELPS Mistaking his landlord for a burg- lar a Los Angeles man shot him. .. “1 will live until the whole werld is dry,” said Pussyfoot Johnson in New York. A man who can say that TH tHARS HAR! cHume! war! MouR DOVGH ! KID, BUT CHES HARI * HAR! R UP FOR HOLIDAYS _ AT'S NIGHT, EVERETT, #20. You'Re A HARD LOSER in New York must expect to make; Methuselah’s record false start. Two optimists. who held Seattle school teacher escaped. ADVERTISING Write for Tom Sims’ Suggestiens. This book will explain how to tell the truth qn Gorge Washington's Birthday without starting a fight. Clip this coupon and send stamps to cover postage. Send no address. The stamps are what we want. look like a up a We sell shadows’ for goundhogs to see. Get one for Feb. 2. HEALTH HINTS While a St, Louis man who fell three stories will recover it is not a healthy habit. What promises to be one of the most charming of the many delight- ful affairs scheduled for the coming beautiful spring social season is a rumored fight between Dempsey and Gibbons. Both will wear close-fitting trunks. These trunks will come ‘six feet from the floor at times and at other times may reach the floor. Our attention has been called to the established fact that Mr. and Mrs. Soandso have -company, from out of town this week. No telling how. pleased we are to learn such. Mr. and Mrs. Soandso will not fight before company. Think of the dishes ythis will save! That's what this country needs—more company. ? DRESS DONT’S Never put on new socks without taking off you old socks. [EVERETT TRUE ‘BYCONDO | THANKS | You'Re an GSasy Tt KNGW tp Get 1, OLD Har! WA---- hil | my tN if il retry sy s'm A HARD CODER, EHF WHAT ABout THESE HARD WINNERS au low you and that damned: meddle- some old maid in my’ house. You have forfeited every filial affection should, for thé sake of your name, have kept her. affairs. more\private. /my loved and loving wife. }that I have ever had. Leslie is still, 4 oun DDINAN...TANTTADW...12...100a FRIDAY, JANUARY 18, 1924 LACK 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- ence throwgh her glasse-. Claver- ‘ing, a newspaper columnist, and his cousin, Dinwiddie, are particu- larly interested, Dinwiddie declar- ing 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, but all efforts to establish her identity prove futile. Clavering, determined to find out who she is, follows her home from the theatre one night. Luck is with him, for she has forgotten her keys and he helps her get into the house. She asks him in and finally tells him she is the Countess Josef Zattiany, a cousin of Mary Og- den’s; that she had married a rela- tive of Mary’s husband; that Mary is ill in a sgnitarium in Vienna. Clavering is skeptical. Though maintaining a strict aloofness from society, Madame Zattiany continues to attend all the first-nights. Clavering meets her there one night, and she in- vites him back to her house after the theatre. He tells her frankly that he does not believe her story. | Xt (Continued) Then she demanded: “And do you think I am an actress—who got an education somehow?” “I think you are an actress, but not. that sort. Your imaginative flight leaves me cold.” “Perhaps you think I had Mary's Personality transferred and that ‘dt exists side by side with my own | here in this accidental shell. There are great scientists in Vienna.” “Ah!” He looked at her sharp- ly. “Button, button—I feel a sen- sation of warmth somewhere.” | She laughed again, but her eyes | contracted and almost closed. “I | fear you are a very fomantic young |man as well as a very curious one.” “I deserved that. Well, I am cu- rious. But not so curious as—in- | terested.” ; “I hope you are not falling in |love with me.” Her deep voice had risen to a higher régister and was light and gay. “I am half in love with you. I don’t know what is going to hap- —- | “And you want to protect your- self by disenchantment?” “Perhaps.” “And you think it {is my duty .-. ” * “Posstbly I'd fall in love with , you anyway, but I'd like to know where I stand. 1 have a constitu- | tional hatred of mystery outstde of fiction and the drama. t “Ab.” She gazed-into the fire. “She rose swiftly and came close to him.” “Mr, Dinwiddie, no doubt, is mak- ing investigations. If he verified my story, would you still disbe- levet” “I should know there was some- thing back of it all.” “You must have been a good re- porter.” “One of the best.” “I suppose it is that.” | “Partly. I don’t think that it you were not just what you are I'd care a hang. Other people's af- fairs don’t excite me. I've out- grown mere inquisitiveness.” isn’t it? It all comes back to this -——that you are afrald of falling in love with me.” “You don’t look as if it would do me any good if I did.” “Why not let it go at that?” “I think the/best thing I can do Js to get-out altogether.” She rose swiftly and came close to him. “Oh, no!’ I am not going to let you go. You are the only Person on this continent who inter- ests me. I shall have your friend. ship. And you must admit that I have done nothing——” “Oh, no, you have done nothing. You've only to be.” He wondered that he felt no desire to touch her. She’ looked ‘lovely’ and appealing ‘and very young. But she radiated power, and that chin could not melt, But Tex Was High. ~ LONDON — “Panhandling” is @ profitable “occupation in* London. Take the case of a 70-year-old-man | fine or three months’ arraigned in Thames police coust| He paid ‘the fine. Pictures, Infc. Watch for the screen version produce “That is rather beside the point,| ty GERTRUDE ATHE! 5 years best hook fy Thmerizas best woraan'wriler . & RTON ) with Associated First National id by Frank Countess Zattiany. Gertrude Atherton He asked abruptly: “How many men have you had im love with you?” “Oh!” She spread out her hands vaguely. “How can one remem- ber?” And that look he most dis- Iked, that look of ancient wisdom, disillusioned and contemptuous, came into her eyes. “You are too young to have had so very many, And the war took a good sifce out of your life. 1 don't suppose you were infatuating smashed-up men or even doctors and surgeons.” “Certainly not. But, when one marries young—and one begins to live early in Europe.” “How often have you loved, youry self?” “That question I could answer specitically, but 1 shall not.” He calculated rapidly. “Four years of war. Assuming that you arevthirty-two, although sometimts you look older and sometimes younger, and that you married at seventeen, that would leave you— well, eleven years before the war began. I suppose you didn't fall in love once a year?” “Oh, no, I am a faithful soul. ind a third to each \ ou talk at times singularly® like an American for one who left here at the age of two.” “Remember that my family went with me. Moreover, Mary and I always talked English together— American {f you like. She was in- tensely proud of being an Ameri- can. We read all the American novels, as I told you. They are an education in the idiom, permanent and passing. Moreover, I was al- ways meeting Americans.” “Were you? Well, the greater number of them must be in New York at the present moment. N@ doubt they would be glad to relieve | your loneliness.” “T am not in the least lonely and T have not the least desire to see any of them. Only one thing would induce me—if I thought it would be possible to raise a large amount of money for the womey and children of Austria.” “Ah! You would take the risk, then?" “Risk? They were the most casual acquaintances. They prob- ably have forgotten me long sifice. Thad not left Hungary for a year before the war, and one rarely meets an American in Pesth So ciety—two or three other Ameri- can women had married Hunga- rians, but they preferred Vienna and 1 -preferred Europeans. J knew them only slightly. . . Y Moreover, there are many Zat- tiany’s. It {s an immense connec tion.” “You mean you believe you would be .safe,” he caught her up. “Mon dieu! You make me feel as if I were on she stand. But yes, quite safe.” “And you really believe that any one could ever forget you?” “T am not as vain as you seem to think, “*You have every right to be. Suppose—suppose that something should occur to rouse the susp!- ) ctons of the Countess Zattiany’s old friends and they should start in- vestigations in Vienna?” “They would not see her—nor their emissaries. Dr. Steinach’s sanitarium {s inviolate.” “Steinach — Steinach — where have I heard that name lately?” Her eyes fiew open, but she low-» ered the lids immediately. Her voice shook slightly as she replied: “He is avery great doctor. He will keep poor Mary’s secret as long as she lives and nobody in Vienna would doubt his word. Investiga- tions would be useless.” “She s there then? 1 suppose ‘you mean that she is dying of an incurable disease or has lpst her mind. But do not imagine that f care to pry further into-that. 1 never had the least idea that you had—— Oh, | don’t know what to believe! Won't you ever tell me?” “I wonder! No, I think not! No! No!” “There is something then?” “Do you know why you still harp on that absurd {dea that I am what Tam and still am not? Do you not know what it is—the: simple ex- planation?” “No, I do not.” “It is. merely that European women, the women who have been tajsed in the intrigues of courts and the artificialities of what we call ‘the World,’ who learn the technique of gallantry ag soon as they are lancee, where men make a definite cult of women and women of.men, where sincerity in such an atmosphere is more baffling than subtlety and guile—that Is the rea- son your American girl is never understood by foreign men—where naturalness fs despised as gauche and art commands homage, where, in short, the game is everything— that most aristocratic and enthrall- ing of all games—the game of chess, with men and women as kings, queens, pawns... . . There you have the whole explanation of my apparent, riddle. You have never met any one like me be fore.” (To:Be Continued), a for begging’ A constable testified he had found nearly $1,000 on the aged -mendicant’s person. The pr: oner was given a choice of a imprisonment.