The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, May 26, 1926, Page 4

PAGE FOUR The Bismarck Tribune An Independent Newspaper THE STATE’S OLDEST NEWSPAPER (Established 1873) Published by the Bismarck Tribune Company, Bismarck, N. D., and entered at the postoffice at Bismarck, as second class mail matter. George Mann. President and Publisher Sabecription Rates Payable in Dy carrier, per year..... es Daily by mail, per year, (in Bismarck)........ 7.20 Daily by mail, per year, (in state outside Bismarck)..... Daily by mail, outside of North Dakota. ae Member Audit Bureau of Circulation Member of The Associated Press Associated Press is exclusively entitled to use for republication of all news dispatches tredited to it or not otherwise credited in this paper, and also the local news of spontaneous origin published here- in. All rights of republication of all other matter herein are also reserved, D. Advance Foreign Representatives ; _. G. LOGAN PAYNE COMPANY CHICAGO DETROIT Towet Bldg. Kresge Bldg. PAYNE, BURNS AND SMITH NEW: YORK ed - Fifth Ave. Bldg. (Official City, State and County Newspaper) Sinclair Lewis Since the celebrated author of “Main Street, “Babbitt” and “Arrowsmith” turned down the Puiltz- er award for the last named novel, he has been the s@bject of countless editorials, “letters to the ed- itor” and what not, most of them blazing away at + him with the assumption that he is out after ttle notoriety. Perhaps such an assumption is justified; perhaps again, it isn't. Certainly it isn’t weakened by the fact that Lewis went out of his way to attract at- tention to himself by blaspheming from a Kansai City pulpit. It may have been consistent with the man’s im patience With fundamentalism—as set forth so prof- itably in “Main Street” and “Babbit that he should lay his watch before him and then invite up on himself the Wrath of the Creator, but it hardly was good taste. To the degree that he evoked large gobs of dis- gust from a citizenry that is not fond of such exhi- bitions of sensationalism, to that degree also ha awakened the suspicion of these who otherwise might acclaim his spurning of the Pulitzer award a staunch stand in a good cause. Certainly the Pulitzer committee has invited at- tack in the past with some of its deci: Without doubt it has on occasion overlooked an author's best work and then later conferred honor on him for semething inferior. But the committee probably would have felt the sting a little more had the wasp been someone other than Sinclair Lewi Bang It, Babe A swarthy gentleman has stepped up to the plate with something: in his eye that looks like trouble. He is Mr. George Herman Ruth, baseball’s figure extraordinary. In 1921 Ruth's bat taught 59 baseballs how to leave the park as the Norge left Kings Bay. With that feat under his belt the big fellow began to fat ten a trifle, both around the waist and about th: ears. Since that eventful year wise veners have ungenerously disposed of him in all sorts of ash cans, junk piles and chairs on the front porches of the old people’s homes, Now Mr. Ruth come forth with an eye that looks just like Casey's. It is not the eye of a man in a rocking chair. His home runs have passed th» dozen mark. Much of the fat has gone from his waist and a few boners have helped greatly to free his ears of the old fatness, too. It is the year that tells the story. For indeed Ruth has to play the national game this year or take a rocker. His five-year contract, at the noble » ure of $52,000 a year, expires this season. Sixty homers not only would remove the shadow of the rocker but spell great joy at the pay window. It would be fine to watch Babe’s sixtieth homer sail gracefully over the garden wall. It is always ions, ha: "business over. Pani¢s seem to have passed into his- tory with hobble skirts Quality Pays Quality, quiet and sensible, yields returns. A walk down Fifth Avenue, New York, where good taste and business mix, proves it. * There are no insulting signs The necessary to attract the trade, is missing there. The buildings are fine, not glaring, but composed. There is uniformity. There isn’t a billboard or an over- hanging sign. One-hour king rules are rigidly enforced, on Fifth Avenue. That quict dignity which bespeaks value is an effect by the Fifth Avenue Association. The association started with the principle that practical beauty sells goods, and proved it. Fifth Avenue is a lesson for every merchant and for every strect. The first cost of qi y may be somewhat higher than that of tawdriness, but good taste pays best in the end. What’s the Rush John Goldstrom, American aviation expert and writer, is on his way around the world, hoping to break the record for circumnavigation of a little less than 36 days, set in 1913 by John Henry Mears, New York Sun reporter. Goldstrom will use steamships, automobiles and airplanes. If he sets a new mark his name will be printed in the record books. And a little later on, as sure as shooting, some- one will egme along and break Goldstrom's record. And there you are. It amounts to very little after Il, Most of us prefer to take our time when we go round the world. In that way we enjoy otrselvés and learn somethi | Editorial Comment | Free on the Slave (St. Paul Dispatch) increase their kind in the land and to move, almost at a gallop, away from the brink of extinction. Two thousand fine young animals are to be shipped by rail and water in June from the Canadian govern- ment park at Wainwright to the preserve on the Slave river, where they may roam at will again. These are the offspring of the 709 bison established at Wainwright a score of years’ ago, and the second shipment of 2,000 to be made in two years. Six thousand will remain there. The Yellowstone park herd Meanwhile has grown from 100 to seven times that number. For all the years of nursery care and protection the bison elf-reliant beast. He quickly adjusts himself to a wild environment and learns to rustle for himself. So 2,000 more of him are free in the Alberta wilderness. The liberty is a suggestion of kindness at the hands of white men. Perhaps it compensates a little far the ruthlessness, halted just short of annihilation, in 1889. Why the Hurry? (Aberdeen, S, D., American) Why do all these autos rush around at sych a high speed? Is time so very precious to these drivers, that they must tear up and down the streets at such breakneck speed, endangering the lives of the people at each crossing and corner? Some of these hur- rying drivers may be in a rush to make some train or meet some appuintment, but we are inclined to think that a very large per cent of them could drive at a decent rate of speed and still not discom- mode themselves at all. We heard of three young men who lived in the country, who, every Saturday night after work was over on the farm, would crank up the car and speed tu the little country town at 60 miles an hour. What did they do when they reached town? Just sat around the pool hall during the evening. We admire the doctor who steps on the gas and goes at top speed to try to save a life. We like to sce folks “get there” when necessary, but this fdea of everybody being in such a hurry is a fine to watch a fallen idol fight and win his lost estate.:; Bang it, Babe. > “But You Can't Have Him” “T love your husband.” So spoke Marion Wilson, actress, to Mrs. Mary Bresnaban-of Brooklyn, New York, when both were arraigned for disorderly conduct, c' ec with pull- ing eagh other's hair. “I don’t love my husband, ing around with an actre: the court. “Butzl do love your husband,” broke in Miss Wil- son, “Your honor,” said Mrs. Bresnahan, “my husband spent more than $80,000 on her.” “What am I to do?” demanded the actres loves me.” “Throw him out,” replied the magistrate, and fined the actress, Solomon might have decided differently. Here was a husband, no longer Joved by his wife, turning his attentions elsewhere. Solomon, you may be sure, bad plenty of domestic troubles of his own. Who weuldn’t, with a thousand wives? But something tells you that the Brooklyn magis-| “trate Was pretty shrewd, after all, The actress sai i} she loxed the man. And the man, says the wife, “spent =o p00 on her. Hm-m-m—not hard to love a man like that. : “Throw him out,” says the court. Solomon might “have dgne differently. But Solomon made his own ‘laws. “What would you have done? € © Timéwas when a Wall Street panic precipitated n terror over the whole nation. But those j@em'to have gone forever. The first five of 1926 testify that the heart of the nation ded to run the: pulse, instead of the pulse the heart, Street has been mighty nervous since the ut I don’t want him go- Mrs, Bresnahan told “He all the time is the “bunk.” An Army of Grafters (Chicago Journal of Commerce) Mr. Coolidge was ill-advised when he signed the |‘ executive order authorizing the appointment of any state, county, gr municipal officer as a prohibition enforcement agent. It is probable, as many wet senators and dry senators join in contending, that this authorization is illegal. At any rate it is un- wise. For one thing, it is unwise because it wipes out state lines. It permits an Illinois constable or sher- iff to cross over into Wisconsin to pursue an of- fender. Extreme examples of this pepmissign ayould occur if a Chicago policeman, deputi: fisa federal prohibition enfcrcement agent, were to make an ar- rest in Bakersfield, Cal., while on a vacation, or if a village marshal from Kansas were to arrest a pro- hibiticn violator in Baltimores Resentment would be aroused at arrests by officers from other states, all the more so as some of these officers would use false charges of prohibition viola- tion as a pretext for getting defendants back to their own states to face state charges of another na- ture, without the proper safeguard of extradition proceedings. But apart from this wiping out of state lines, the | | executive order is even more offensive because it ‘would at once create a great army of grafters and blackmailers. ,This is true because the federal gov- ernment could not have effective control over its new deputies. No man can serve two masters. Every federal agent at present is directly responsible ‘every day to a superior officer; he can be called to account for his time and his acts; he has only one responsibility. General Andrews cannot hold such control over a Gary policeman whom he appoints a deputy. That man is a policeman; he works eight or ten or twelve a day, under the control of a chief of police. General Andrews cannot send this policeman out on a job for two or three days; he cannot effectively rer quire him to tell where he was yesterday afternoon at 3:15. ~ This policeman, therefore, will have new power without being responsible to anybody. Neither his What will that mean? has been ill-advised, It will mean graft on 4 ish gewgawry, which many merchants deem | Fifth Avenue didn’t just happen to be that way. | that has been attained only by 22 years of hard work | The remnants of the thundering herd continue to |~ THE BISMARCK i i HER THE FIRST SALE By this time Mr. Smith seemed to feel that he had talked quite long enough with one of the little cierks in the store, and he sent a boy with me té show me where my station was, I had hardly gotten behind the counter when Buddy Tremaine came in. I had never seen him, but I knew him in a moment from Mamie's description, and just as surely 1 knew that he was looking for me. He walked up to the floorman and evidently asked for some one. The man shook his head decidedly. . He seemed to be sure that there was no one by that name on the floor. I was so sure, however, that he N catching on. immediately, to pick them oi Mr. Treamaine the stock gi st expensi gan’ to take down “Look here, Mi know I don’t ¢ these,” he said so was asking for me that I walked from behind my counter and to] put me up about twi him: “This way, Mr. Trem you have. ghd let it I will say this for Buddy. He cer- tainly was all there when it came td He walked across to my saying as he glanced I wanted you to ‘All right, let me sce them.” seated himself the counter, and after I had asked irl on what shelves ive ones were kept, I be- shandkerchiefs, telling him the © ftly. worth of thé best handkerchiefs that TRIBUNE | This Is Getting Monotonous | WAY what 1 was andkerchief | # third of, Tremaine.’ help said under something very you. I was at ut.” at the told box after box. of to come over here and buy something’ repeated, vagucly. darn about{ of you.” “You just. o hundred dollars a go at that, Her Name. + | the parrot. jvery hard at the | (To Be (Copyright, 1926, ) ‘TWINS | OLIVE ROHED?s BARTON ¢ The next person the Twins and the Whiffet met was the Balloon Man. “Balloons, balloons, a bunch of Aout nine inches of rain fell balloons, New Orleans, and we'll bet the dairy. They all go a-popping the loveliest: men left the tops off their cans. tunes,” Does your garden times two and four more make seven. I've sold nineteen ane y," said Nick. “That's not the way to count. You're all mixed. imes two and four make sixteen.” idn’t have that in room,” the Balloon Man. @ penny, two a buns!” Here ‘he jerked his head and snap- ped his fingers. “I mean, ‘Bal loons, balloons, a bunch of balloons.’ You see, I worked for the Muffin ime and now I’m wor Cireus Man: 1 get mixed up.” lear are signs of ba i from its long trip. my “One nding ® horses considered signs of for the “It's a foolish world.’ And he blinked his cold little eyes ‘| BARBS SAE as sce BY TOM SIMS onions with your potatoes. ions will make their eyes water. he} Coffee originated Six! some of it seems to be mighty’ weak It's harder to keep # girl in clothes penny, hot cross during the swimming season. good terms with the boss are both Opening an umbrella in the house yior bumping # traffic cop with ypur Cc robbers, tinued.) EA Service, Inc.) ——+ staying on the ge in tion po: 1 ge need rain? Plant The on- in Africa, and Proy. 30:28. hoe or being on good lu high calling, @ man who works,—Carlyle. Mt. Si id iluck, “That ought to pay the store for letting me talk to you for a few min- utes, don’t you think” = * I bowed my head and smiled, say- ing: “I think I will give you about a third of them “Oh, damn the handkerchiefs,” he is taurant this morning before (Copyright, 1926, NEA Service, Inc.) TOMORROW—Judy Again Tells igago admits she has too many; but doesn’t -say just -how ‘many would be enough. The only way to pass safely thro all the ups aa slowne of fite is level. A fellow who ‘has been married only a couple of years tells us he is already assistant head of his home. Some college’ boys will hunt vaca- i ns all summer while others will get jobs. \,| (Copyright, 1926, NEA Service, wre A THOUGHT. The spider taketh hold with her. hands, and is in kings’ palaces— gril There” is a perennial nobleness , “What and even sacredness ‘in work. hay he ever so benighted, fo here is al etually and an extinct voleano. WEDNESDAY; MAY 26, 1926 THE STORY SO FAR But her head throbbed andthe was Sandy MeNeil weds Ben Murillo, a] putting his arm around her—he waa foreigner with large wealth, to please] kissing her eyes—trying to draw her vid ther parents, She leaves the altar for| face to his shoulder. r @ farewell meeting with Timmy, an} She "moved away—“It’s hot in old sweetheart, in the garden of her| here—' home in Santa Barbara, She tells] “Then we'll fake a ride.” Judith Moore, a San Francisco cou-| It made no difference if she stay- sin, who finds her therc, that she; ¢d in the room or went out—no dif- a go with Lille But she| ference. . lecs. go to the honcymuon retreat in the hills, over ‘the beleony of which| They were on the road along the she flees, into the night, romaining| lake. It was a balmy night. In the away a half hour. eturning she | Waters were lon; h phisuaoring Hpplee finds Murillo fuming. At Lake Tahoe | of pink and gold—all the splendor of she longs to hike with other guests,| the sunset reflected so gently. And but Murillo prefers to nap; and after| across were the Nevada mountains— she meets two Santa Barbara boy | quiet, majestic, vast,~ ‘friends who invite the couple to aj Sandy's ‘thoughts went to other dinner dance, Murillo insists ‘on ts when she had watched the a dining in their own room, moon floating over the Santa Bar- — bara ‘hills and Timmy or someone GO ON WITH THE STORY else had said such light, happy things. 2 Murillo stop; ie car, He put Chapter 9. pu ; : his arm about her. ‘He didn’t kno ihe maid set the dishes on the] that she. was miles removed from jablo; She placed the chairs. Sandy] himfeclings that were poison be- heard h ji '. Munition” sil’ vlasping “herj tween. That she wanted to cry out Then Murillo, ; arms, "whispered, “Como, now, and| Cine his Tw against her check, peat te) dear.” fi rm ache: ie moved from ‘him, pretendin, er ir will 4 y to reach for ‘com wity was he Velo will ‘brace you, You'll joing this? That it mean e *y ry was shaking from head to. foot—|,, He was contented now. | He liked st his chin or, her profile and aflash with bewilderment and anger. e a vision of leinie -an is + her long white throat turned that glancing about anx-lhe might see. He liked her soft friends wai X What would 'they, think of! hands with the skin oof them like owe iously. ‘this contemptible snub? ‘Now rica ls, olasped bebween his own. cupy ft) ig Md lo began to tell her how’ beautiful ‘ Sandy turned, made - Hie dash. bet was—how happy he would make jet out, too 0 by herse! r \ - Murillo cut between her and the] yntere Wasnt, so much that | he half-open door. He closed it--stood| ¢ with his back braced there. a itn he ‘whaler to reaee Ho had been calm. Now his eyes|#*, 9 blazed through narrow slits—livtle| Per it—to win the respect she sould stilettos. “I don't think I'd try that,| "@V¥°— San Go to the dable and. sit ing up the from the room, Sho closed her eyes, not wanting 'to see’ the" mountains—not want- ing to fcel that warm, piny, brecze. i She wondered iia she should be sitting there—why her life had turn- ed into this grotesque terrible mockery. She stood motionless—only ‘her lips trembling. Her face tilted upward, burned with pride and scorn. She couldn't peak, She didn't wish to speak. He came toward her. “We'll have|,, She thought desperately: “I have dinner now.” He was about to take] Wolfe married: Ge everything ie all er arm. y narried. So. ey 1 Eee fhe wecusatlon. it gun. [the darkness. “She counted the CBee d jhotly. it sup-l thumping. of ‘her ‘heart. Murillo's { pose I haven't the right to order din- ‘arm was across her shoulder. ' her in ithe, room? I mustn't make)" "She lifted it cautiously, watching ' plans?” ts > ‘You heard me accopt the cu aiieprEttieae She turned quickly, crept from the tion “In the future, no invitation is ac- bed. She sat the window. at ‘tree wa: cepted unless I accept it. .Do you i dsbaae Sk Gk nom ‘ha: understand 2” dri ith —and the night air was so clean—io ae) v u She felt sick excitement. plain white, Mr./“Oh,” she said faintly, with a little high and clean, Ste began to cry. je cried with*shame and a feel fluty laugh. “Is that so! You're i Sh America, Don Murillo—in Americal of terrible outrages a feel of degrade jon. She wondered what she was go- have no ing to do. i vita- breath. t important to say to] “That means, I suppose, I must| the Beaux Arts res-, cheerfully permit my wife to make mie; dates with other men?, I must be got there and when she came in. she, willing to share her with Tom, Dick (Continued.) e that she was going to be very and Heinie on my honeymoon, must ry 4 : sy in the office arranging for her I resignation, and she said that I was] “You heard me say ehe|| News From the refuse, then? Wh State University “Because it didn't please me to! ,was fortunate ‘to arrive just in the ' nick of time to be inchided in the ses ut the State University invitation, wasn’t I? It's ‘nice that} will be discontinued at noon Satur- your friends are so generous. You! dayy May 29, at which time final ex- ‘ey had qyite an afternoon, didn’t you ?| aminations will begin and» continue x ' Clever! ‘the way you stole from the} on through the following weck. All room. Too bad I woke up? You| graduating seniors are exempt from might be with them now and i: could] the final examination A wonder and’ wait. In the future, sh’ don’t laugh so. loudly the whole hotel yi rings with She stared at his lips. They were livid and scemed ¢o.cun witlr these soft, hissing questions. “Don't be ridiculous—ion't make a aed of yourself,” she said, breath- jess. |. “Ridiculous? Kappa Psi Beta, local fraternity. at the State University received word yesterday of the granting of .a charter totthem by Kappa Sigma,:na- tional men’s fraternity. Installation services will be held sometime during the first week in June. The Kappa Psi Beta fraternity was founded at the university in 1920, President Thomas F ‘Kane, of the State University leaves today for North Dakota towns where he will give commencement addresses to several high school graduating class- es. He will speak at Bowman to- night, Mott, May 27, and at Steele ow Friday night, May 28. During the following week’ President Kane will speak at the commencement evercises ‘ at Langdon, June 2, St. Thomas, June 3, and at Crookston, Minn., on the evening of June 4. ea Commencement exercises for 285 seniors, twelve of whic! graduate students’ at the State University, will begin at 9:45 Tuesday morning, June 8, in the university armory. Satur- No, and -you make me ridiculous, either. won’t hold court in a hotel lobby, loud endtigh ‘to * every one’s attention, to herself, You can’t carry on with your boy friends now, Sandy. 1 overlooked :that-once, but I expect propriety in my wife. I f mean to have it.’ She had been backin She halted, stamped it a flame of fears. in her eyes. do you mean by that! . What have you overlooked? Oh, it’s. » —a mean, shameful lie! If you id me-any favor to marry Were etful of hi y's ‘hope in ink you earnestly | me—Ho! : ' She tore. at -her fingers, loosened bee yale sated ‘them to ‘the. fluor, y i 5 Matilte Ioked at her blankly. He d the little Rag-bag fairs. ms to notice me and I'm the most important. Ballon Man, did y ow? I lost it cros ile. Let me see,” said the Balloonj } looking at the Whiffet closely.| your shadow have a necktic,! “ay big pockets, and ears ‘that stuck t and out?’ "Yes, yes, yes!" said the Whif “That's mine. Did you see it, s “No, I didn’t,” said the "B Man. “I was ’ just asking, Started 40 call out at the top of this Unger: “Water cresses! Water cresses! Who'll buy cresses today? He snapped his fingers aga’ patiently. ‘There I go agai worked for the Huckster fpt.| ct H. ncy | chief of police nor General Andrews will be able to | Jot. -five} control him in his capacity as a prohibition agent. once and J called out cresses every spring. If I don't watch out, the {= Cireus Man will hear me and I'M lose} j my job. “By the way, has anyone z| RY lead penci “I think Ihave a little one,” said Nick, searching in all his pockets. “Yes, sir, here it is. It’s pretty short but it has a point and a rub-j ber.” He held it out to the oon Man. who looked at it in surprise. “Why, I don’t want it,” he said. only asked you if you ‘had one. I'm curious, that way, you know.” And the queer fellow started to call out balloons again: j “Balloons! Balloons! A bunch of balloons! They all go a-popping the loveliest os.” nes.’ “Dll buy one,” said someone, have a purple one lined’ with pink.” although the Balloon Man; looked and the Twins looked and the Whiffet looked, no ene was in sight. ha, ha! I fooled you that time.” said the voice. “Isn't it the LOVELIEST day! Do you dance the Charleston? I BEG your pardon, my dear, I never take more than three lumps in my tea.” | Then they ©; ‘8 green poll-parrot on top of a post, looking on them. “Where did you come from?” suid ney. “Out of the everywhere intomthe} ‘here,” chuckled the parrot. “Did you see my \dow? ‘lost it crossing stile,” said’ the little -bag Whiffet, not to be kept) a. “Don’t cross stiles. Keep in style,” waid the silly perrot. “It’s more ex- pensive but not so likely. to fade.” | t was @ foolish remark,” said) Nancy sternly. 4 “ite foolleh world, m'dewr,” said Re DOZEN: HovVses. WHEN ALC.TH--- WAS! CAN. REMGMNGeEE WHEN, THIS HERS TOWN DIDN'T HAVE NO MORG’N A AN & CAN REMEMBER | :— THAT, REMINDS ME, UNCLE HENRY — HHERS’/S[A Good CIGAR, “To BEYMOVING ALONG. eH! . HEH! —— L CAN NENBSR WHEN He A -GeassHorese ! _ MVS Gor. NIT KNEC HIGH TO wtooped slowly, picked up the jewels, "He walked ‘to, tie table, poured him: self several cocktail: bit day, June 5, has been designated as claxs day and the class day exercises will be held that evening. at 7:45 p. m, The University ccalaureate services will be held Sunday even- ing, June 6, and the Monday follow- your dinner, Sandy,” he said coolly. ey with a band con- ‘She ‘remained staring, from .'the| cert and the President’s _ reception window—biting ber. iis. Presently| that evening. i he sat_down. He broke a roll, be-]. Pee at gan to eat. He glanced et her cev-| NEW GUINEA SHARK. SAINT Jj, jeral.tihhes and frowned. oe fi - TQ NATIVES # |, The @inner was good.’ Hevliad or-| London.—The shark is a patron jdered it specially, . He liked .food.| saint in New Guinea. . * Tt pained ‘him to sec it, disdained) Dr..J. H. Sandford Jackson, Jr., like thie, _ é medical officer of the mandated ter- He felt injured. Wit Ham bad/ ritory that once b of she ‘to be gone hours—té comeback] Germany, sa; all gai flaunting: herself before] natives hes those fellows—trei ‘him, ly | called “: —and now to be ing over there, lina ‘frozen silence. He t she would have appreciated one way he ‘took to correct took a piece of chicken—ar- lumni ey ‘ le to The dai ‘of’ going - nea: ¢ ranged Yoast on the plate. folks’ sharks ‘are “revogiieed, “hice ; [he ‘had taken five or six. cocl natives believing that such’ ii ‘his hunger was appeased. Hi attacked. . ried Boe te over to the window. indy.” 'm nt hungry, you...» « “You mast be. ‘he de sotmething fou | Come now, won't you the incident fs past.” Te . oN . She thought no one in the world had ever been so desolate—so shut “ away from everything that was spon- p ss . hi ‘taneous and gleeful and sweet.. She felt degraded that he would read evil ‘nto her leughter even—make it scem that she was noisy—the sort of girl =. lqughs noisily to attract atten: She said wearily want it. I think a while. . afraid che mi her lips off ee ee ee Ve ee + da She was tery. She-would bite I Sa He ‘took her ‘hand, slipped whe »<=—"> [rings back on her finger. | felt S| them as ‘they were hot, += -=~ = |eearing to the bone. “You mustn't 80: al , Sandy. I wasn’t. I aay did-thts to iet you know what a t. You's You may, | iil Mh, t pee NT air? ey ra a ir x te Ma not to talk to to maha putiimiaiiee: