The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, February 11, 1926, Page 4

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(Official City, State and County Newspaper) Education What is wrong with the modern American uni- versity? This question was put to a young student at | Drake University, Iowa, one Thor reply, delivered without hesitation, . Duncan, His | “Everything. Shakespeare would be snubbed by everybody if | he were a university student now, s young Dun- can. Lord Byron, Dean Swift and Voltaire would be expelled in short order; Shelley never would be admitted to a fraternity. And he reaches his cli- max by declaring that the “ideal college student” | Something cught to be done, of course. But it’s} nowadays must not be unusual or extraordinary if | 7ather absurd to insist on tying together for life | ‘or; on the contrary, says {two people who married at the age of 15 and then he expects to remain in All rights of republication of all other matter | with disastrous effect. volunteered to aid. i convicts had developed pellagra. had gained invaluable knowledge. It is heartening to read of such things. The 32"720! show us, once more, that no man need live in vain; that even a convicted criminal can be-of service to} yn his fellow men; that in spite of what cynics may (say, there is a strange, indefinable influence at} | work that helps even the meanest of us to rise to} | undreamed of heights of self-denial and sacrifice. | Lueifer's music, maybe? Doctors | Statistics recently released in the Journal of the | American Medical Association show that the death |rate among doctors is far higher than among other people. The death rate for the country as a whole is 11.9; for the doctors, 17.22, | It would be interesting to know how much of this is due to the relatively high mortality rate country ‘ physicians. The willingness of ex among ; these men to risk their lives in winter storms, mid- -| night gales, spring rains and other dangerous con- ditions has been proverbial. They have never re- | ceived half praise enough. Wanted: A Solution A Chicago judge is greatly exercised because, he says, so many high school youngsters are getting | married without intending to stay married. After | a month or so, he says, they get the marriage an- nulled on the ground that they lied about their ages. |He wants these annullments made more difficult | to obtain, Dunean, “he must be ordinary to the nth degree; {found it was an awful mistake. he must be excruciatingly normal.” Young Duncan, with refreshing frankness, makes a flat statement of a thing that 2 good many of us have suspected; that the modern university is not so much 2 place for acquiring an education as it is an immense “varnishing works” where the young idea can get the rough edges, socially, polished off and can get the hang of a few of the minor vices in a genteel manner, As this undergraduate points out, all of this would not matter very much were it not for the fact that all of the young people at the various universi- ties consider themselves “students” and are con- sidered as such by their respective communities. They are expected to emerge from their four-year course with broader minds, wider horizons, greater! “mental capacities; with mental training that will BFrn them to become leaders of men, with clear sion that will make it possible for them tg help guide our nation along the proper paths. But do they? ; Is the average college man able and eager to discuss intelligently the major issues of the day, or to converse about literature, music and art? He is not. He knows all of the latest jazz music, ean tell you how to mix a cocktail properly, has a «Spontaneous flow of chatter ready to turn loose on any and all comers, can dance very well and knows how to dress neatly; but, in all too many cases, that about lets him out. Ask him to talk about any- thing that really matters, whether in polities, eco- nomics or music, and he will treat you to a blank “Seaptare. @ And it isn’t his fault. #he university authorities. Nor is it entirely the fault It is the fault of all of us—of the nation as a whole. “Our universities reflect our national life very ac- curately. The average man who ‘plans to send his sbn to a university does so with a vague notion that -it.will “help him to get on in life’—and by “get- ting on in life’ he means to make more money, to move with ease in higher social circles than those to which the lad was born. The idea of a university asa place to teach a man how to think, how to) search for the truth and use it after one finds it, has never cecurred to us. Consequently, most of us know of the existence ofthe majority of our places of higher education only because we see the names of their football teams in the papers each fall: and most of us rate the excellence of these schools by the records their teams make. There won't be any change right away, either. ‘For a good many years our universities will con- tinue to muddle through, existing for the majority as social and athletic clubs and for the small, select minority as places for spiritual and mental develop- ment; and we will rise,’ as usual, to crack the heads of chaps like Duncan who imply that any change is needed. Until,.same day, we grow more intelligent and civilized. Then our universities will become, in real earnest, places of higher education. Heroism in Hell—and Prison Vachel Lindsay, the poet, once wrote a poem about Lucifer, the fallen angel. In his poem he xepresented Lucifer as singing, in Hell, a song so marvelously beautiful and uplifting that the demons forgot their pain and sorrow and, for a moment, imagined that they were once again the shining angels of light, fighting glorious battles for right in, the limitless blue. Reading the poem, one is apt to wish, wistfully, that Lueifer’s music could be losed on earth occa- ‘sionally. We're mostly well-meaning, decently intentioned folk; but we lack the moving impulse that this fabulous musician could give us—the im- pulse’ that could: make ua.do the fine, unselfish things It is a vain wish, of course, And yet; somehow, “there seems to be a mysterious harmony in the air times that makes men. realize that no man can to himself and that brings about noble I the most unlikely places; grim prison walls, for instance, where it % | Editorial Comment | New York’s Roots Are in the West (Duluth Herald) One becomes mcre than a little weary of the argument, heard almost every day, that New York is within its rights in blocking the St. Lawrence project if it can because it pays so large a propor- tion of Federal taxes. New York pays no more and no less than any | other community, relatively speaking.. It pays ac- | cording to its ability to pay, and so does Chicago and Duluth and Oskaloosa and Ypsilanti. If New York pays more, it is because it is able to pay more. And it is able to pay more because it makes so much money out of the nation at large, especially including the West which seeks this wa- terway outlet to the markets of the world, New York is great and rich, of course, which is why it pays so much taxes; though it pays twenty- two per cent of the Federal taxes and not, as you might imagine from hearing New York’ talk, ninety- ‘nine per cent. | But New York’s roots are jin the West, and with- out the earnings of the West to feed her through these roots, she would not be so great or so rich. Will New York please consider this very impor- tant fact? And will it consider it also from another angle? New York's large tax payments are very largely paid by people who do not live in New York. As President Henry of the American Automobile asso- ciation has peinted out, United States Steel paid an income tax cf sixteen million’ dollars in New York in 1923, but very few of its works are located there, and out of its 153,350 stockholders only 32,000 live there. The rest are scattered all over the country. ! Again, the Southern Pacific railroad paid a tax of five million dollars in New York in that year, but the Southern Pacific’s nearest stopping place .to New York is New Orleans. | New York’s argument that she has a right to stop the waterway because she pays so much taxes grows wearisome and irritating because it won't stand analysis. It isn’t true. He Holds Them. (Portland Oregon Journal) A ccuntry judge went to Chicago from a small Illinois town to help the courts of one of the na- tion’s premier crime quarters ‘hold the line against criminals. He sat in a night court. Two gangsters were breught before him. They were charged with up- ward of fifty robberics. The judge held them in bonds of $800,000 and $600,000 respectively. There are judges who say that is not good law. They say the bonds are too high. In similar cases before, other judges have scaled down the high !bonds. But the judges who have been scaling down the bonds have been sitting in Chicago for many years, and it is during that time that Chicago has become distinguished as a battle-ground between organized society and gangsters, in open conflict for supremacy. Such bonds as those imposed by the country judge are high. But it would seem to an outsider that the crime situation in the Windy City is most extraordinary—in fact, demands emergency meas- ures, Chicago is not the only city where men are ar. rested for robbery and burglary and are then re- leased on bends and continue to ply their trade while they wait months for prosecution. It is not the only city where arrest is merely a warning that there is totbe\a trial later. It is not the only city where criminals run tiot while waiting for the proc- esses of justice to move, It is the purpose of law to keep dangerous. crim- inals from society. It is the intent-of the lawmak- ers that the public shall be protected from danger- ous felons. But there is no protection’ where therc ” id merely dn arrest, where the felon gets cut on bail, and where he continues his criminal career tacks poor people in certain sections’ of the country A dozen convicts in a Mississippi prison farm They ate, for six months, a re- | stricted insufficient diet resembling the diet of the! class of people who suffer most from the disease. | At the end of the six months period half of these | And the doctors | vib yitilale sy TEARS id “Oh, Julia,” my mother, “I never thought such a thing would come to me! To think that a daugh- {ter of mine would suffer dignities!” she ex. med, sobbi “If I had suffered only the in but I suffered much more. I wa {wet to the skin. I ruined my clothes and I sprained one of my ankles. See how it’s swollen.” I stuck. it out of bed and I myself was shock- yed to see how black and blue it “I’m afraid I can’t step on it,” I) said, “Perhaps I'd better have, a doc- pee T could see that mother was pot in favor of having the doctor or any- one else come to see my sprained ankle just at this time. Julia,” she tearfully, “are you not engaged to Charles Becker?” i ie am nat,” 1 answered emphatt; y. ig { 0 you mean to tell me, daugh- ; ter, that he has never asked you to be his wife?” “I should hope not. What has he that he thinks a girl like me would : marry him?” ‘ Well, your father must look inte ; this. Whatever you have thought be. ca Za Z A BA Girl of Today {fore this night, surely you must see such in- nity I think I could have stood it,! . | expostulated | that now, the only thing for you | marriage with! Charles Becker. j young man can play fa with my daughter in th’ “Good Lord, mother, you talk as though I was ruined for life. Ive only got 2 sprained ankle, a ruined | gown and a cold in the head, Please, | mother, don’t sic dad on him, Please | let me run it my own way. Already I think I’ve done sqmething which has brought Chuck to his senses, which showed him at least that I could manage my own affairs. When he dy’ because he brought hi ish i immediately. quickly us I could. htick was s6 busy taking care of fmself that he didn’t notice any- thipg else. I was considerably jarred myself but not enough to keep! me army from beginning my pleasant’ little hike home.” | (Copyright, 1926, NEA Service, Inc.) reaking the News TOMORROW: 1 to Mother. | fe TWINS OLIVE ROBRRTs BARTOI “Ah ha! I heard you that time, said a hollow voice, as Mister Hav.- look was showing his treasures to the Dolls in Hidy Go Land. Plucky Mister Havalook began to tremble until he nearly lost his ear- trumpet and his eyeglasses. Then yoinetahering his change of name he: straightened up and said bravely, “Who are you?” “Ha, ha, ha! Ho, ho, ho! Who am \1? Why, I'm your old enemy, Mister Snoopsy, of course.” And at that a perfectly enormous shadow appeared. The Twins and all the dolls and Sniff Whisker saw it very plainly against one of the walls. There were so many electric lights ‘in the trea- sure room, where they were, you know, that the shadow looked all the blacker and fiercer. “Oh!” shrieked the lady dolls. “Oh! Oh!” “Now please dont faint,” said plucky Mister Havalook sharply. “You've fainted quite enough already and you can readily see that I have my hands full as it is.” | “That's the way to talk to them,” suid Nick. “I should think so,” said Nancy. “It's only an old shadow anyway.” “Oh, ho! So I am only an old shad- ow, am 1?” said the black figure on the wall. “Look closely all of you and see what Iam.” ‘ The shadow had on an enormous hat and high boots, and he ‘had a hooked nose that turned down and a crooked chin that turned up and a long coat and a big sash tied in a bow at the side. And a sword and handkerchief tied around his neck in two long ends, and a mustache that hung down in two long stringy ends, and earrings! | “A pirate! Mister Snoopsy’s a pi- rate. Oh, dear! Oh!” shrieked the ols, ehaky voice. do’ hope he hasn’t “No, sir, I’ve no plank,” said Mis- ter, Snoopsy hollowly. “What would I do with a plank in Hidy Go Land? No, sir, I came for pennies, and pennies I am going to have.” “Pennies!” cried Plucky Mister Havalook. “Then you'll have to get them) over my dead body.” “THat’s the way to taik,” \whis- pered Nick. “Show. him that you're not scared.” is!” whispered Nancy. 4,8 bit frightened myself.” “I am,’ ‘id Miss Tootsie Bobb. “and I’m going to faint if I want to,” And she did, right ;into the Tin’ Sol- dier's arms, as usual. id Calamity Jane to Teddv. I don’t consider pins and collar but- tons treasures.” “I want the pennies and I am go- to eve them,” said Mister ing his a id ook. gen al ho stood against stuck out s. “You can’t tell “A pirate!” said Sailor Sam in a} me that all the’ pennies that ‘roll down cracks and fall down street gratings and disappear through reg- isters in the floor and fall out of holes in pockets—you can’t tell me that all these penni Hidy Go Land. | And I’m going to have the c and millions and millions of them that you have put away in some eret_ place, Mister Havalook.” Oh! Oh!” o- i ‘Oh! shrieked all the “{ wondered why there was going to be a revolution. Now I know: Some- thing is going to happen.” (To Be Continued) This year marks the seventy-fifth enniversary of the | EVERETT TRUE NO, THAT'S TQ E WASTE go Ca. a plank, so we'll all have to walk it”| ‘He didn't. ehow us any pennies,"| “And They men. NOT FAL VERY, VERY BADLY MISTAKEN IF ‘You THINK TA GOING TO PUT UP WITH ANY SUCH AN ARRANGEMENT ! 1 SUPPOSE YOU THINK IL OUGHT TO! SUFFER ON IN SILENCE! | | Another Good Way of Killing a Goose . ih BAH! WHATS A FEW GOLDEN EGGS IN OUR NOUNG eign relations is ee consider them. all poor relations. | tyied to hold me in the car, I gave him such a erack with my. fist. that for a moment I'm sure he didn't [know what it’ was all about, — Tt/ Wonder | knocked him — completely over _ the | ‘@néled. wheel, but I knew he was not hurt! yas s| closet, and when door, pray to thy Father which is in secret; and thy Father which seeth in secret shall reward thee openly.— Matt. 6:6, oon popular seems to be sitting out. LFE 9 dance thor ruyere. tee The waltz was a good dance. while doing it you didn’t have to how you would - get step A new form of steam. boiler, manufacture ~ of flame of which burns in water, ice gream as a commercial industry. ; been developed. ~~ You'RE « q Mr. Rorah’s attitude about our for- that he seems to The old time music is coming’ back. Only strange thing is it is coming back under its own names. want to revive the square dance, but this movement on foot is almost too ‘sensible to succeed. And un- now The new dances are good exercise. nto dévolop: almost every: | ; xcept discretion, : It may be a mild winter, but we : 6 haven't heen sunburned lately. Women may have:more sense than We don't know. A man might! go around with ‘his knees showing if they were good looking knees. (Copyright, 1926, NEA Service, Inc.) ' A THOUGHT To what extess do men rush for the sake of religion of whose truth they are so little persuaded and whose precepts they pay so little | regard—La } When thou prayest, enter into thy yen thou hast shut the “Pb {MC go,” said. O'Day. “We can't let her BEGIN HERE TODAY HENRY RAND, 55, a business man, in found irdered in a | cheap hotel ii AFTON. Pa- | lce find a wom handkerchief and ‘a yellow ticket stuh from a theater in MANSFIELD. JIMMY RAND, Henry's son, Roen to Mansfield. The tic xtub in traced toa THOMAS FO- GARTY, who nays he gave it to OLGA. MAYNARD,.. a cabaret singer. Police search for her. Jimmy meets and falls in love with. MARY LOWELL and gets a job at her office. Later he en- counters’ Olga Maynard and she faints when he tells her ashe in aur of murder. Mary, out. wil SAMUEL CHURCH, a wealthy lawyer, sees Jimmy lift- ing Olga into a taxi. The next day she doean’t speak to him. He in discharged later that day. Police arrest Olga and con- front her with the ticket stub and handkerchief. She admits they are hers but believes 2 man who ber to a cabaret two nights before the murder. might have got hold of them. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHi E IV Olga Maynard stared unseeingly at the handkerchief O’Day held in his hand. She was nt, ho ‘was the man?’ O'Day re- peated. “I don’t know.” She: lifted her arms helplessly and let them drop. “What do you mean, you don't know who it was?” O'Day began angrily. “You—” | “Just what I said,” she said re- signedly. “I don’t know who “it was. 1 never saw him before that night. “You expect me to believe that she lieutenant had risen to his feet, He was bending over her menacingly. “Look here—either you're lying when you say you weren't in the Canfield Hotel or you're lying when you say you don’t know who this man was. Which is it?” “I told. you.it would sound like a weak . I know you'd think I was ‘lying. If you'N listen I'll ‘ex plain. You still won’t believe me, 1 guess, but every wotd’s true. 1 swear it is.” “Go ahead, Miss couraged Jimmy. “You probably get the idea from the lieutenant, Mr. Rand,” she said, “that I'm not a—a very nice woman. All right, maybe I'm not, according to your way ‘of thinkin; The man I went out with that night spoke to me in the lobby of the Paragon The- ater as I was coming out. He pick- ed me up, if you want to put it that way.” She looked appealingly at Jimmy. He nodded his ‘head. “Go on,” he said. “Maybe you've never been and lonesome and out of a job, continued, half tg herself. a very nice feeling. “When he asked me to go some place where we could eat and dance, I went with him. He had a bottle of ‘liquor with ‘him, and he got drunk. He tried to make me drink and I wouldn’t. That’s why he got mad. I never drink unless [ know who I’m with. He said a few things to me that I didn’t li 0 I got my poucket- hook from him and went home. broke ” she “It isn! de. ‘A fine story,” scoffed Lieutenant Day. “I suppose you'll say next ‘that you don’t know what he looked like. D'you suppose you could te us that, or did you forget that, to “I remember what he looked like, it. I'm not apt to forget that. a big man—a reguler giant—| and big, freckled raid of him when he got to drinking.” “What kind of hair did he have?” immy asked. : “Red hair, Light red. It was cut short at the sides, Just long enough said Jimmy. Rad 3 telling the truth. That's ithe description the hotel clerk gave |! man who registered as Jones of New York. He said the man had his hat on—pulled down over his eyes so he couldn’t see much af ‘this face. But he described him asa big 2. -cut red hair. He seid id you notice, go here, even if we wanted to. We're holding ‘her for the police in Graf- to: T'll telegraph: Mooney.” ‘What do you suppose they'll do?” ed. Olga Maynard was jeetedly, holding her hea ds. . “They'll fix it so she can’t get away until they find this men she’s talking about. They’ve got enough to go before the grand jry and get ‘an indictment for murder. ippose that’s what Mooney will aid to do, *“Do you mean they’ll—they’ll charge me with myrder?” e raised her head and gazed at the & lice officer, dull hopelessness in her eyes. "O'Day looked at.Jimmy when he answered. “They'll want to be able ‘to put their hands on her whenever they want to, We're holding her on suspicion: First deg mumder’s un- bailable. If “the grand jury indicts her, they'll be able to eep her in “Your story (Mercury. readings ‘at. 7 a.m.) Bismarek—Clear, 24;. roads rough. Mankato—Part ‘cloudy, 23; feys*. + A 7 Duluth—Partly cloudy, 8; good, . Fargo—Part -cloudy, 20; good, ‘St. Cloud—Part cloudy, 20; Jamestown—Cloudy, 26;: ron Mandan-rPart .cloudy, 27; ; road: Be one taudy, 10; roads y Grand * Forks—Cleat, 23; good, Winona—Cloudy, 22; roads rough. Beets epee: is ponds rash, toads roads ro Fy rou Reis Le F \ Minot—-Part cloudy, 28; ronds good. “That's all there is to it,” she fin>} hi might be all right if you could pro- duce the - man—but>until you do you'll have & ‘hard time getting a jury, to elieve it.” “But if she is allowed to go free she might be able to find the man, Jimmy. suggested. “If shels in jai he might run around town it out anybody to identify him, : “That's true enough, Rand. But on the other hand, if we let her loose she might ‘beat it out of town.” “No, 1 won't. I “swear *I won't, ‘Lieutenant,” she cried. O'Day shrugged. "3 out of my hands. I'N hold you ‘here until Mooney comes*and gets you. Then we're through. It’s’ his case—not ours.’ “Then I'm going to Grafton to- night and make arrangements to have her freed,” said Jimmy. “You'll have to talk the district attorney out.of trying to get an in- dictment.” “All right, I'll. try that. It seems to me that I have as strong an inter- est in this case as the state has. I’m satisfied she’s telling the truth. We ned her to help us find the real murderer. I’ve maintained from the first, Lieutenant, thet no woman was involved in this case. I said it when they first showed me the hand- ikerchief and I said it again when 'Fogarty told us ‘he-had given his \ \theater ticket to 2 woman. “I'm going to Grafton to get hold of a lawyer." “There's plenty of them here, , Rand,” observed O'Day bt “I have one in mind, He's the best friend I’ve got.” He turned to Olga. back, Miss Maynard, they’re going to let vou go, and you and I are going to find that man. He doesn't know {we're looking for him, so he won't be iding. You're going to look for him very evening—do you hear?” | He thought he had never seen any- ‘thing so pitiful fn his life as when She turned a tearful face to him and “said, “Il try, Mr. Rand. I'll try awful hard.” Luce He stopped in a telegraph office and sent a wire to Detective Mooney ind another to Barry Colvin. At the ,Yailroad station he was able to get lower berth on the train leaving for Grafton at ten o'clock. It was a later train than he had ‘planned to take, but there was no choice; there were no berths left on the other. He decided to eat dinner , at a downtown restaurant and then ‘go home and throw a few things in his traveling bag. On the way to his room he walked slowly, trying to formulate some plan of action. He must get hold of Barry, and have Barry argue with the district attorney against indict- jing Olga Maynard for murder. Barry was a friend of the district attor- iney; once they had both worked for ‘the same law. firm. !"In front of his rooming house he almost collided in the darknpss with a man coming through the gate. “I'm sorry,” he murmured ’as the other stepped quickly to one side to avoid a collision. | The man lowered his ‘head and walked swiftly away. “He might have had the decency to accept my apology,” Jimmy. muttered. .“Still, I guess I'd better watch where I'm going. I almost knocked him down. Wonder if he lives here Mra. King, the landlady, was in the 1 when he entered the 3h that you, Mr. Rand?” in surprise. “I thought I heard you wuving around in your room @ few minutes ai f S “[.was,in earlier in the evening, Mrs. King, but I went out again. I've heen gone.about three hours.” I could “have sworn I heard you just _a few minutes ago, Mr. Rand. 1 didn’t hear you go out and [ uu were still here.” y way, I’m going out of town tonight, Colne to Grafton. I ex- pect to be back day after tomorrow. No phone calls for me, were there?” On his way upstairs he wa’ think- ing of Mary Lowell. “I don’t know why I think she'd call me up,” he said to himself. “I guess I'm @ darn fool to think of it even.’ In his room he threw some cloth- ing and. toilet articles into his bag, lite cigaret and sat down for a smoke before leaving for the railroad station. It was then that he saw an envelope on the telephone stand. He picked it up,. It was sealed, bi unadressed. Puzsled, he open and read it, and then sank back in his chair in amazement. Written in peficij, in a amateurish hand, were th B “If you want to keep out of trou- ble. leave town and leave quick.” “Now who in Sam Hi}i could have written that?” he said aloud. “If someone's trying to scate me off, they've run up the wrong tree, Still, | I don't know‘of anyone—” i His reflections were cut short by ‘the voice of Mrs. King. “Telephone, Mr. Rand.” crawly, aeaaaey nd, His heart gave a leap. “If it’s only Mary—but no, she wouldn’t—' He lifted the receiver and then al most dropped it ‘surpri A voice sai: “Did you get that note?” “Did I what?” . “You heard what I eaid. There's Read it.” @ note in your coom. [7 * Jimmy went‘hot with rage. your infernal note, and you can—” “Never mind what I can do. All you have to do is to do what ite’ says. M \ The receiver clicked, (To Be Continued) est to go to the upkeep of her pet £ i roads roads ugh. ‘oads “When I come | lain * wh der |