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PAGE FOUR THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE Entered at the Postoffice, " Matter. BISMARCK TRIBUNE CO. Foreign Representatives G. LOGAN PAYNE COMPANY Publishers CHICAGO Marquette Bldg. PAYNE, BURNS AND SMITH NEW YORK - - Fifth Ave. Bldg MEMBER OF THE ASSOCIATED PRESS The Associated Press is exclusively entitled to the use or republication of all news dispatches credited to it or not otherwise credited in this paper and also the local news pub- lished herein. All rights of republication of special dispatches herein are also reserved. MEMBER AUDIT BUREAU OF CIRCULATION SUBSCRIPTION RATES PAYABLE IN ADVANCE Daily by carrier, per year oe -$7,20 Daily by mail, per year (in Bismarck) . ete sisie 7.20 Daily by mai}, per year (in state outside Bismarck) . 5.00 Daily by mail, outside of North Dakota.......,...... 6.00 THE STATE’S OLDEST NEWSPAPER (Established 1873) AFTER DEATH In Austria a 65-year-old poet, Arthur Brehmer, wondered what the critics would say of his poems after his death. So he faked death, went into hiding while obituaries of him appeared in the newspapers. . After a few days, Brehmer showed up again in his old haunts. The experience satisfied him that his work was better than he had believed. But the trouble with this system is that he isn’t any closer to the truth than before he feigned death. People naturally stand in tremendous awe of the Here- after. It’s a mighty poor stick of a man who doesn’t have fine things d about him at his funeral and for some time after. In a few weeks the average man is almost forgotten. except by his family and intimate friend A few months or a few years, and even the really great are rememberea only occasionally. Brehmer should have stayed “dead” for six months. that time, he’d have known the truth. And the truth po bly would be that not one person in 100 would ever give him a thought. DETROIT Kresge Bldg. By } It takes at least one century to determine whether a mar was really great in his generation. It takes 1000 years to find his real place in history. After that, if memory of him survives, he becomes legendary and ‘most of the things credited to him are mythical. This interesting question rises: “Just how much is the opinion of other people worth, to any man?” Not much, at best. barring actors, writ politicians, specialists and others who depend on widespread popularity for their suc- cess and prosperity. oi A fine thing to have a good standing, undoubtedly. And the best form of good standing is to be recognized as a true friend, a loyal husband, a good father, and all-round honor- able man. But the greatest satisfaction is personal—in the individual’s knowledge of himself, his merits and shortcom - ings. He alone knows the truth. “GLAD RAGS” The Sunday suit of clothes is one of the institutions], that are vanishing in our generation. Years ago—and not so many, at that —it was a rare man who didn’t have his “Sunday best” stored away for use only on the Sabbath or special occasions such as going to a church social or ‘“Flora- dora.” ; The idea \ got into ever) to pieces. , People weren't as particular, in former days, about what they wore Monday to Saturday. At least, that was true of the men. Patches and mends were nothing to be ashamed of. They reflected the economy that was necessary in a period when money was so scarce that the residence of a man making $250 a month was pointed out as a Town Won- der to visitors being driven past in a phaeton. There used to be a song in those times, “Every Day’ll Be Sunday By-and-by.” That goal has been reached, in the matter of men’s clothes. Even the overall brigade is apt to wear the same suit week-day evenings as on Sunday. The Sunday suit meant most to the boy in knee trousers, for with it the clothier “threw in” a pair of suspenders and a, premium like a Brownie camera or a small alarm clock masquerading as a watch. Since the Sunday suit was destined not to see week-day service for six months or more, father always bought it sev- eral sizes too big—a 16-year-old for a 12-year-old boy was the rule. The glory of the new raiment was somewhat dimmed by the constant fear of ripping the seat of the trousers or mak- ing connections with grease spots. We'd like to turn the clock back and get something that’d wear like one of the old-time Sunday suits. Yes, we’d even toil a couple of hours again with ma’s iron, making trousers creases that would cut a dog in two. For we've lost, not only the Sunday suit, but a lot that went with it socially. to wéar the new suit only “for good.” It day use when the regular week-day suit fell “PUSSYFOOT” ON TOBACCO “Pussyfoot” Johnson, puffing a long, black cigar, is asked what he thinks of the crusade against tobacco. He says he’s against prohibition of cigars, for he likes them, but wouldn’t mind a ban on cigarets, which he dislikes. In a nutshell, that’s usually the theory of prohibition o1 all kinds. A person who doesn’t drink is apt to be against drinking by others. The person who dislikes jazz is quite naturally against it. others, not ourselves. eal The result is, we have to be ruled by th e law of averages. RAILROADERS 4 Nearly two million employes are on the payrolls of the railroads. Including their families, they represent about a twelfth of the total population of the country. For every 11 people, there’s one engaged directly in railroad transpor- tation, not counting people who make railroad supplies. .;«The roads in 1923 loaded and moved nearly 50 million _* ears of freight—or about 25 cars for every employe. = the busiest year in history. Loadings were a tenth more . than in 1920, the previous record year. ‘ LAND VALUES New York talks of tearing down the Sixth avenue ele- 4oyated’ and replacing it with a subway, to be paid for by ~ assessing nearby property owners one per cent a year for a _ sdecade. Strangely enough, a large number of Sixth avenue “property holders favor the levy. They figure the change _‘wogld increase proverig. yaiues pore than the cost. f we an admission it property especially land, gets its value mainly from the activites of outsiders, ; + Bismarck, N. D., as Second Class THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE EDITORIAL REVIEW —— Comments reproduced in this column may or may not expret the opjnion of The Tribune. Th are pysented here in order th our readers may have both sid of important issues which being discussed in the presse of the day. SOOPER A 7 | | | | | | | | | i i WH GOTHAM LANDS A PRIZE | In choosing the location for the} national convention the Democrat-j{ ic National committee showed it-| self to be a thrifty body, New! York landed the prize because it! offered the largest bonus, or a bonus with the fewest restraining strings tied i | en hanging over | mpaign | t have | proportions has the committee. of 1920 the averted the debt did not have great deal of heart interest in the political affairs of) the Democratic party at that time. James M. € e presiden’ plenty of vertil| July and vas something ed fireworks between vember, but there about his party le: hip that did not inspire enthusiasm in the, ts of the “angels” of Democe | the kind of enthusiasm that | ses itself in an outpouring the pecuniary .sinews of battle. It is expected the deficit will be wiped out with the aid of the fund nh New York subscribed to get! the convention. How much of the{ | Og My TD MUlihite ex ot Most of us would make all laws for; It was, as “Wall street” There pr MN ion as between ful zone known we do not know. will be a fair d that source ap mmany Hall. Chicago did not stand a ghost of a show because most of the gu: antee for that y was underw and because the o! dgzed about that , tle, if any, chance cent could be applied to exterminating the deficit. It probably doesn’t. make much difference on candidacies as some people think whether either a Republican or Democratic vention is held in San Francisco, y York, Cleveland, St. City, or elsewhere. and yet there is a certain psycho- logical impact emerging from the environment whic goes to create local political atmosphere. many Hall, for instanee, is pre‘ty sure to make its influence felt more effectively in New York than it could in any other city. The United Stat is a mighty big place, how and there alwa i been a strong anti-Tammany sentiment cut in the hinterland. No mere locale for a can overcome t feeling. case the locale will simply provide a better setting for a drama tion of Governor Smith and Cher TP. Murphycin the party councils. The: more ardent friends vi liam G. McAdoo would ferred another place York for the quadrenni: but the feather in the McAdoo cap will ‘be all the brighter if the gen- tleman from California can carry off the nemination in the Tammany stronghold. It will be a case of g the battle in enemy ter- and that will be no small ent in respect of its psy- ological values. — Minneapolis ‘Tribune. LOOKING FORWARD The gratifying » intelligence comes from Bismarck that next year the people will be called un- jon to levy an additional tax to pay the principal on the Bank of Nort! Dakota bonds, to be followed late by levies to pay off the farm loan bonds, mill and elevator bonds and other little things that remind us we are wearing a shirt full of net- tles.—The Beach Advance. ¢—__—_________» A THOUGHT | -& eo Righteousness exalteth a nation; but sin is a reproach to any people. —Prov. 14:34, i The Savior comes in the strength of rithteousness. Righteousness is thorough; it is the very spirit of | unsparing truth.—Phillips Brooks. Textile Agreement. ‘ Coblenz, Germany,—An important agreement has just been signed be- tween representatives of textile in- dustries in the occupied territories and the permits committee. Under this, the German manufacturers will | make deliveries in kind of manufac- ‘tured articles, which will not be paid for by the allies, biit will be placed |toe Germany's credit. The arrange- | ment will be in force until April 15. The women of Lapland are among the smallest in the world, averaging only four feet nine inches in height. | NIGHT LETTER FROM LESLIE PRESCOTT TO JOHN ALDEN PRESCOTT | Ruth writes me you told her you jWanted a stenographer. Dad says |my friend, Sally Atherton, who has jbeen in his advertising department, | would like to get’ away as she is hav- ing some trouble with her husband. {Tf you think*she would suit you wire dad immediately. He can then write Sally before he leaves. for England. “LESLIE. Telegram From John Alden Pres- cott to Joseph Graves Hamil- ton Would much. ing ex, ecme?™ | | like’ Mrs. Atherton very Need someone with advertis- rience. When could she Night Letter From Leslie Pres- | cott to John Alden Prescott. Dad is sending night letter to Sally tonight. He says you write her immediately, care of his office. I will be home day after tomorrow and Tam very glad. Little Jack has the sniffles and I always worry about croup. Lovingly. LESLIE, as con- | Tam- | | with his dunce-cap on | 'T’'m not « house, convention | I'm not a store, In this| But, pictures! Why, I've a hundred money will come out of the dread- | Copyright, 1924, National Budget Association, tnc Reduction of Taxation a i THE NEW DOCTOR'S FIRST CAL! It makes the patient sit up and hope he is going to get well. ADVENTURE OF /}' THE TWINS | BY OLIVE ROBERTS BARTON | “What's What |the Twins the next riddle? | the next riddle?” called | when the Riddle Lady ep you waiting,” smil- ed the Riddle Lady, looking aréund and nodding at everybody. “This one is so easy I'm almost ashamed ito ask it. Anybody could guess it H “Tm not a flower, I'm not a tree, But full of leaves us a pound of tea. or more, I'm not a king, I'm not a queen, But more pages have I than they've ever 5 No voice have I ‘To greet your ears,” Yet stories I've told for a hundred yed {“I'm not the postman, But all agree, That a thousand letters I carry with me, I'm not “I'm not a camel, | Or yet a snail, z | But I've two backs, tho’ not a tail. | However, dears, E As friend to friend, I must confess that I’ve an end. Now what is it?” asked the Rid- dle Lady. “Why, you have said that it wasn’t so many things, there’s noth- inf left,” said Simple Simon. “I only said it wasn’t a tree of a flower, or king, or queen, or the postman, or a country, or a camel, or a snail” declared the Riddle Lady. “There are lots of things left to guess. ‘Shoes and ships and seal- ingwax and cabbages and king’. No not kings but everything else.” “Maybe it’s cabbages,” sa ple Simon, “It’s got leaves.’ “No, it isn’t a cabbage!” said the Riddle Lady. “Nancy, can’t you guess what it is? Or you, Nick?” But before the Twins could say a word, the Wise-Man-From-Our-Town remarked. “I’ve been thinking and thinking and thinking. “Is it-a quad-re-ped of any sort? Or a dir-i- gible? Or an e-pluribus unum? Or an ad valorem? Of a post:meridian? Or an anno-domini?” The Riddle Land people and Moth- er Goose people looked suddenly as though the sky had fallen on them. “Is it as hard as that?” gasped the Fat Man. “Dunce cap nothirg! I fear the Riddle Lady is making sport of us.” Sim- | 2HioTangles | MY DEAR MRS. ATHERTON: Nancy and Nick looked at each Letter From John Alden Pres- cott to Sally Atherton. My father-in-law, Mr. Hamilton, Las informed me that you would like to make a change. I am greatly in need of someone who has a knowledge of the advertis- ing business, one who can write copy, make layouts and besides do some of my private correspondence. , T would not think of offering this to you, because I have heard from Mr. Hamilton of your great business qualifications and efficiency, it 1 were not sure that this would lead to something much better. <The head of our copy department is leaving soon and this will necessi- tate a moving ‘up all along the line. This will give. you a chance for something really good. T am quite sure that my wife, Mrs. Prescott, will be glad to have you here as she tells me that you were girlhood friends. Will you please let me know im: mediately whether or not you de to come. If your decision is favor- able { am quite sure we ean come'to an understanding on salary. Very truly yours, JOHN ALDEN PRESCOTT. NEWS UNDERWEAR ON NIGHT DUTY _ Famoys Senator Makes It Labor Longer Hours hington’s agog. Senator Mag- Johnson says he no Sleeps in his underwear Ww. nus pajamas Ih wasn’t a bedbug that told this, it | was Magnus in person. In person, not in underwear. The fact that he sleeps at all is also exciting com- ment. FASHIONS. Pink pajamas with blue stripes to he worn while putting the cat out are chic and something new. COMICS. Well, what are pajamas? Just educated nightgowns. BEAUTY SECRETS. A ribbon tied around your neck is the cat's pajamas. SOCIETY. When Mrs. Gossip heard Magnus Johnson had no pajamas she said, “Senator Johnson wears underw for pajamas, but my dpa wears paje for underwea Whispering, Mrs. Go contic- tied, “I haven't seen Mr. Neighbor’ pajamas hanging on the wash line for three weeks. I don’t like to er: cize, but two weeks is long-enough.” HEALTH HINT. Lining the pajamas with tacks may get you up early, but it is not a healthy habit. HOME HELPS. When fringes on bottom of papa’s pajamas get longsenough use them to make Willie a cowboy suit. RADIO NOTES. Work the radio in pajamas and you may get static in your attic. cat's |have no pajama shortage. | wear I'll spank you.” ADVERTISING. Mave you seen our underwear? De- hable legs and sleeves turn it into a bathing suit. Patented seams make it useful as a sheet or a tent in case of rain. May be worn as a Palm Beach suit. Everywear Co. FOREIGN NEWS. News from New York says they Wire in- forms us they buy enough pajam |from theater managers giving mus |cal comedies and bedroom ‘farces to keep the millions well supplied. ETIQUETTE. If the invitation says “full dress” |do not wear pajamas. WEATHER. Cool enough for pajamas tonight. MARKETS. Pajama shortage in: Washington. * EDITORIAL. “Every - problem solved creates more problems,” said Al Apple once. The cave’ man had no electric light to be turned on suddenly. So he was not afraid to sleep without pa- jemas. Now you should wear pa- jamas. FICTION. “I like pajamas,” said the senator from Minnesota, ~.. SPORTS. Kid Magniis Johnson, ghampion sleeper as is, needs a new trainer for the coming presidential bout. Kid Johnson has no pajamas. This may give hima cold in the head, among other things he has there. BEDTIME STORY. “It isn’t cold. Next time you put your pajamag- on over your under- other and laughed. They knew that the Wise Man, like many wise peo- ple, was than he really was. “Of course!” answered the Riddle Lady. “And here is one for you with sometimes thought wiser a hundred pictures.” (To Be Continued) “it's a book, isn’t it?” said Naney. | (Copyright, 1924, NEA Service, Inc.) WEDNESDAY, JANUARY 23, 1924 Published by arrangemen® with Associated First National Pietures, Inc. Watch for the screen version produced by Frank Lioyd with Corinne Griffith as Countess Zattiany. Copyright 1923 by Gertrude Athertan SYNOPSIS. Success is a great healer. More. over, she was a woman of strong At a first night performance in|and indomitable character, and New York, a beautiful young|very proud. She consigned the woman attracts attention by rising|man, who, after all, was the au: and leisurely suxveying the audi-| thor of her phenomenal success, tq ence through her glasses. Claver-|nethermost cblivion. You cannot ing, a newspaper columnist, and| sell three hundred Thousand copies his cousin, Dinwiddie, are particu-|of a book, receive hundreds of let larly interested, Dinwiddie declar-|ters from unknown admirers tell. , ing that she is the image of Mary|ing you that you are the greatest; Ogden, a belle of thirty years ago,| novelist living, see your name con- who had married a Count Zattiany|stantly in the “news,” be besieged and lived abroad. He is convinced| by editors‘and publishers, and be- this is Mary’s daughter, but all|cOme a popular favorite with So- efforts to establish her iédentity| phisticates, and carry around a prove futile. lacerated heart. The past fades. Clavering manages to meet her,| The present reigns. The future is and she tells him she is the Count-|Trosy as the dawn. Gora Dwight ess Josef Zattiany, a cousin of | was far too arrogant at this period Mary Ogden’e; that she had mar-| of her career to love any man even ried a relative ef Mary’s husband; | had there been anything left of her that Mary is ill in @ sanitarium in| heart but a pump. Her life was Vienna. full to the brim. She was quite | Clavering does not believe her|aware that the present rage for story and frankly tells-her so.|8tatk and dour realism would pass Each is aware ‘of a more than pass-|—the indicatios were to be seen ing interest in the other, Claver-|{n the more moderate but pro: ing, as time goes on, becoming so distraught over the affair that he goes for advice to his friend, Gora Dwight, who is just creating a stir with the publication of her firet novel, XIV (continued) The young editors, critics, spe- ial writers, were enchanted. This was Life! At last! Moreover, it was Democracy, These young and able men, having renounced their earlier socialism, their sense of hu- for recognizing its disharmony with high salaries and pleasant living, were hot for Democracy. Nothing paid Mke Democracy in this heaving world. The Democrat- fc wave rose! and roared. Sym- bolic was this violent eruption of small town fiction, as realistic as the kitchen, as pessimistic as Wall Street, All virtue, all hope, all idealism, had gone out of the world. Romance, for that matter, never had existed and it was high time the stupid world was forcibly purged of its immemorial illusion. Life was and ever had been sordid, commonplace, ignoble, vulgar, im- medicable; refinement was a cow- ardly veneer that was beneath any seeker after Truth, and Truth was all that mattered, Love was to laugh. Happiness was. hysteria, and content the delusion of morons (a word now hotly racing “authen- tic”). As for those verbal crimi- nals, “loyalty” and “patriotism’— fecit vomitare, * ‘Their success was colossal. Gora Dwight caught the crest of {the wave and sold three hundred lthousand copies of “Fools.” She Immediately signed a contract with ‘one of the. “woman's magazines” for the serial rights of her next |novel for thirty thousand dollars, and recelved a corresponding ad- vance from-her publisher. Her short stories sold for two thousand dollars apiece, and her first novel was exhumed and had a heavy sale. It was difficult to be pessimistic with a hundred thousand dollars in bonds and mortgages and the deed of a house in her strong box, but Gora Dwight was an artist and could always fall back on tech- nique. But although her book was | the intellectual expression of wild- ‘ly distorted complexes. owing to the disillusionments of war, the humiliation of her ego in woman's |most disastrous adventure,-and the consequent repression of ‘all her dearest urges, she deserved her | success far more than ang of her | adolescent rivals. She had formed ‘her style in the days of complete ‘normalcy, and not only was that {style distinguished, vigorous and {fyidividual, but she was able to con- vey her extremest realism so sub- nounced success of several novels by authors impervious to crazes— but she was too fertile for appre- hension on that score. She had Many and quite different’ themes wandering like luminous ghostp about the corridors of a brain sin- gularly free from labyrinths, ready to emerge, full-bodied, when the world wag ready for them. The last time Clavering had sat opposite a woman by a. log fire both had enjoyed the deep luxury of easy chairs and his hostess had seemed to melt into the depths un- til they enfolded her. But Miss Dwight never lounged. Her back- bone appeared to be made of cast- fron. She sat erect today on hassock while he reclined in chair that exactly fitted his spin& and enjoyed contrasting her with the other woman. Gora Dwight had no beauty, but she never pass- ed unnoticed in a crowd, even it unrecognized. Her-oval eyes were a pale clear gray, cold, almost sin- sister, and she wore her mass of rich brown hair on top of her head, and down to her heavy eyebrows. Her mouth was straight and sharp- ly cut, but mobile and capable of relaxing into a charming smile, and she had beautiful teeth. The nose was short and emphatic, the jawbone salient. It was, altogeth- er, a disharmonic type, for tha head was long and the face short, broad across the high cheekbones; and her large light eyes set in her small dark face produced a discon- certing effect on sensitive people but more often fascinated theif? Clavering had been told that in her California days she had possesse’ a superb bust, but long years of unremitting work in France and England had taken toll of her flesh and it had never returned: she was very thin and the squareness of her frame was emphasized by the strong uncompromising bones. But her feet‘and her brown hands were long and.narrow, and the straight lines of the present fashion were | very becoming to her. She wore today a gown of dark red velvet trimmed -with brown fur and a touch of gold In the region of they waist. It was known that she got her clothes at the “best house: She was a curious mixture, Clav- ering reflected, and not the least contradictory thing about her was the way.in which her rather sullen face could light up, exactly as {t fsome inner flame feapt suddenly behind those uncanny eyes andp shed its ight over the very mus- cles of her cheeks and under her skin. The oddest of her traits was her apparent pleasure {n seeing a man comfortable while she looked like a ramrod herself; and she was the easiest of mortals to talk to EVERETT TRUE BY CONDO — Good SVSNING, NGIGH BOR, WY S PTTL COULD % USE YouR "PHONE, MR. TRUE F DID You WANT TO USE _ITH NO, SIR, THIS TIME TO CALL THE TELEPHONE COMPANY AND DRDER A PHONG PUT IN XouR HOUSE ¢ (ATW ess iis rcasuer TU UGEALS ASAPANS NN \ | ‘) f \| tly and yet so ambiguously that|when she was in the right mood. | she could afford to disdain the|She was morose at times, but her |latrinities of the “younger school.”|favorites were seldom inflicted A marvelous feat. Most of them|with her moods, and of all her fa- jused the frank vocabulary of the|vorites Clavering reigned supreme, | humdle home. as alone synony-|This he knew and took advantage of mous with Truth. Never before |after the fashion of his sex. He told had such words invaded the sac-|her all his troubles, his ambitions, rosanct pages-of American letters.| which he believed to be futile—he Little they recked, as Mr. Lee/had. written plays which his own Clavering, who t the entire| criticism had damned and no eye school as an obscene joke, pointed | but his own and Gora Dwight’s had out, that they were but taking the|ever seen—and she refreshed and shortest cut—advantage of the] stimulated his mind when his datly post-war license . affecting all/column must be written and his classes—-to save themselves the| brain was stagnant. She also knew exhausting effort of acquiring a vo-|of his secret quest of the one wo- cabulary and forming a style. man and had been the repository fr The spade as a symbol! vanished|of several fleeting hopes. And from fiction, never for a moment had she Miss Dwight h-d her own ideals.) thought him saturnine or distllu. little as she permjtted her unfortu-|sioned. Not she! Gora Dwight nate characters to have any, and|had an extraordinary knowledge of not only wag she a consu jate|men for a woman to whom’ men master of words and of the’ art of| did not make love. But if she had suggestion, but she had been|néither beauty nor allure she had Drought up by finicky parents who/ genius; and a father confessor held that certain words were not|bardly knows more about women’ to ve used im refined society. -The|than a nurse about men. More impressions received. in plastic|over, she had her arts, little years were not to be oblitefated by| men suspected it. Long ago sl ‘any fad of the hour, had read an appraisement of No one knew, not even her fel-} Madam Recamier by Sainte low Californians, that she had had| Beuve:: “She listens avec seduc @ disastrous love affair, which hadjtion.” Gora had no intention of culmidated in an attempt to mur-} practicing seduction in any of {ts der hep ‘beautiful! ‘sister-in-law: formes, but she listened and she Her book had been a wild revul-|never “betrayed, and her reward aston’ from every standard of her|was that men sound and whole, youth, and she loathed love andthe} and full of man’s inherent and bare {dea of mutual happiness 1n/ technical peculiarities, had confid. © fellow mortal: he recently bad|ed in her. Altogether she was well Joathed blood and filth and war equipped for fiction. end Germans. ss (To be continued) F a SE Millionaire’s Suit. =. [an injunétio Paris. the cage, in which Frank [Or niunétion to prevent her from J. ‘Gould, sAbderivani millionaire, is |""'7% pis name, penalties for e suing his former wife, Miss Edith| time she appears with the name of elly, to prevent her from appear-| Gould and dar i ing-on.the stage under the name of| music hall, | = “@ainst the Edith Kelly Gould, is again hefore a the Paris court, Mr. Gould claings Read ‘Tribune Want Ad ‘ 8