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PAGE FOUR The Bismarck Tribune An Independent Newspaper THE STATE’S OLDEST NEWSPAPER (Established 1878) —_——— Published the Bismarck Tribune Company, Bismarck, os and entered at the postoffice at Bismarck, as second class mail matter. George D. Mann..........President and Publisher ————— ; Subscription Rates Payable in Advance Daily dy carrier, per yea Daily by mail, per year, Daily by mail, per year, (in state outside Bismarck)...... Daily by mail, outside of North Dakota Member Audit Bureau of Circulation Member of The Associsted Preas The Associated Press is exclusively entitled to the use for republication of al] news dispatches credited 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. Foreign Representatives 3. G. LOGAN PAYNE COMPANY CHICAGO DETROIT Tower Bldg. Kresge Bldg. PAYNB, BURNS AND SMITH NEW YORK Fifth Ave. Bldg. (Official City, State and County Newspaper) ————— ee Shakespeare *For a long time the world in general, and the | English-speaking portion of it in particular, has béen taking a certain gentleman who once dwelt on | the banks of the Avon with too great a degree of; sériousness. We refer, of course to Will Shakes- {| peare, to whom the centuries have been most kind. | *Time not only has mellowed and enhanced the | gentlem literary excellence but it has gone on | to give him considerably more credit than was his dhe as a wit and philosopher. Hamlet, of course, is still Hamlet, and the great ness of that melancholy prince has withstood the acid test of plus fours. We submit that if anything | in the world js calculated to change a tragedy into a farce it is the attire of the present day golfer. But Hamlet. survived even this. But ever and anon something occurs that raises | al'sharp challenge to the bard’s reputedly great knowledge of phenomena. Little things have a way of creeping into the news; very little things, but so many that, were we to array them all together, they would present a very formidable refutation of some of the Shakespearian philosophy. The latest is a piece of news from Chicago. It seems that 62,000 boys and girls sang in a mighty chorus during the ceremonies attendant on the 28th International Eucharistic , Congress. Now the leader of that chorus—the largest we are assured, ig all history—was not Smith, or Perkins, cr Jones. | or Laufersweiler, or yet O’Laughlin. No indeed. His name was Singenberger. The question arises, where under the sun will you find, for the purpose of leading the world’s largest etllection of voices a finer, sturdier, more qualified and more honest name than Singenberger? If you wanted to be instructed in the art of being vocally musical, to whom would you go—to a man named Hamburger or a man named Singenberger? It was Shakespeare—none other—who once raised the question as to the value of names. “What’s in a name?” he asked, “A rose by any other ttame would smell as sweet.” That, we maintain, is not philosophy. Or, at best, itis pretty shallow philosophy. There are many names that have very pronounced echoic qualities to them. For instance, there is the word “gooey.’ We dare you to think of “gooey” as something that is not sticky and gummy. And as for the rose, weli, Would its fragrance be as sweet if it were called, for instance, a wiener? It seems to us that many of the pearly drops of Shakespearian wisdom that have come reeling and rocking down the ages are just a little “phony,” ff you know what we mean. alive today and gave utterance to some of his fam- ous phrases, we would be willing to wager a week’s salary against your other golf ball that he would be set down as something of a wisecracker instead @f an oracle. s Mrs. Custer’s Secret Sixty-two years ago there was romance on the Hudson when a young lady and her dashing soldier hoy from West Point were married. =The young soldier was brave; throughout the Civil War he distinguished himself in a half dozen battles, from Gettysburg to Appomattox. So the young soldier was made a general and sent to the ‘West where the railroad was blazing its way through forests and over plains where hostile Indians fought i€ with all their might. The young soldier and his 200 men, equipped with + @cient carbines that were relics in the Civil Wer, met their deaths. They died, to a man, fighting Shoulder to shoulder. 4.The wife of the young soldier still lives and re- Members. Through the 50 years since that black June 25, 1876, she has carried that tragedy in her Keart. =In a little home in New York sits Mrs. George A. Guster, a soldier’s wife, and she has lived as a soldier should. , “The way to go forward, to feel young and to keep Young, is to cast bitterness out of one’s life,” the heroic little lady said recently. , She had learned a great truth through her suf- Other People’s Business rly so officious as the wisecrackers have made her if-law succumb to the temptation of meddling. 5 In Washington a jury awarded $100,000 to 1 parents. % butt in. . Where’s the Old Turnip? ‘watch—the\ kind ‘you had to pop open She mother-in-law joke is an ancient one, and in lated, “laziness.” nine cases out cf ten, perhaps, the good lady is not | qut. Occasionally, proof is offered that parents-'the other half absence. “Legal and administrative an who had complained that her parents-in-law re. constantly telling her husband that she wa .en’s voting,” good enough for him. There also were allega-|own party” and “belief that one vote counted for concerning her treament at the home of her nothing.” ‘Under “inertia” the principal reasons |I ‘were general indifference, which, accounted for ‘The jury, after deliberating two hours, awarded ‘more than half the number, indifference ta particular is the full amount she had asked. It does not pay election, neglect, ignorance and timidity. thas become of the good old-fushioned hunt- favor along with long skirts, peg-top trousers cor- sets and the brown derby. Jewelry salesmen tell you it is obsolete. The war made men brave enough to wear the strap watch, and the high-geared efficiency of the day! demands of a watch that it furnish the time in a} snappy manner and without any lost motion, 1 The hunting case timepiece very often was an | ornamental affair, with all sorts of fancy birds en- graved on it. It was a jim dandy in its day, along | with ‘the family album and the what-not. Like | many other things, it had to yield to a more fash- ionable successor, i The Non-Voters Decide | There comes from Germany a striking illustration of the price that is paid by voters who stay, away from the polls, By abstaining from casting | a very simple ballot, the Germans permitted eel former emperor, William II, and members of the Hohenzollern family to retain their wealth. The referendum—first, by the way, under the re- publican constitution—showed almost three votes | for confiscating the imperial properties to one in| favor of the royal family, but the vote for confisca- tion was about five millions short of being enough. | The negative vote had no relation to the result | at all, the adoption of the measure depending oni whether half the electorate—about 20 millions— voted affirmatively. Fewer than 15,000,000 so voted, fully 60 per cent of the eligible voters stay- | ing away from the polls, Here in America we often sleep while the pro- fessional politicians, gambling on our lack of in- terest in the ballot which should be so precious to us, “put things over” on us. The German system of requiring half the. elec- torate to bring about the transfer of Hohenzollern wealth, while a little strange to us in America, is based on the principle of rule by majority. It should have been enough to spur the lagging interest of | even the most lackadaisical voters. The incident should be a lesson to citizens of the | United States. If we want a voice in the govern- | ment of this country we have to vote. Exploring Amundsen going to quit? What a pity. path could be turned into channels requiring less physical activity. And a little more exploration might find the answers to these problems: | Why does your wife have the same thing for dinner you had for lunch downtown? | Why is it moths almost never eat patches? And | why is it the bands in the parade quit playing just before they arrive at the spot where you have await- ed their thills? Why? Why? investigating. Why is it plump people always sit on the aisle seats in the movies and make their more slender brethren squeeze past? Couldn’t Amundsen do good work discovering the answers to these little daily exasperations? A thousand irritating “whys” need Sunlight and Teeth Country dwellers have a better chance to flash 4 gleaming white smile than their city brethren. Why? Because lack of proper sunshine has 2 noticeable effect on dental decay, according to a noted physician. forth black smoke and obscure the sun with a fine haze don’t give the normal tooth a fair chance. Another reason, then, for doing something about the smoke menace in cities where it exists. | Editorial Comment | Why They Don’t Vote (The Minneapolis Journal) e Less than 88,000 of the 195,000 registered voters |neither of the Twins felt hurt a bit. Were the gentleman) in Minneapolis participated in Monday’s primary. | Nething seemed to hurt on the moon, jBome 85,000 voted “yes” .or “no” on the proposed charter. Similar abstention from voting characterized the |#fter they started up on their airplane | primary turnout all over the State. But the total \State vote on Monday of approximately 650,000 | Dream shows a gratifying increase over the primary vote |™ ‘of 450,000 in 1924, | Even after a fair allowance is added to cover Democrats who, having no contests of their own, did ;not go to the polls, the total is still less than it should be. | This failure of citizens to go to the polls is an old story, dating back to the day when the direct pri- mary was adopted. From that day interest began to wane, not only in the primary itself, but often- times in the election that followed. The subsidence of political parties, of the interest and loyalty to political parties, accounts, no doubt, for the fact that only a minority of the voters participate in primaries nowadays. | Then it must be remembered that giving women the ballot doubled the number of possible voters, but | has not as yet anywhere near doubled the number | of actual voters. A considerabie share ot the stay- at-home vote is feminine. ; z. | A scientific attempt was made at the University of Chicago following the election of 1923, to deter- mine why people don’t vote. Trained investigators of the University’s local community research com- mittee interviewed more than 5,300 representative non-voters. ‘“Physieal difficulties” accounted for 25.4 per cent; “legal and administrative difficulties” for 12.6 per cent; and “disbelief in voting” for 17.7 ;Per cent. The remaining 44.3 per cent were kept from the polls by “inertia,” which might be trans- The analysis of these percentages is interesting. “Physical difficulties” were about half illness, and Perhaps his genius for following the unbeaten | - | the happiest few months I have ever Cities where great factories belch, for Barry to hand in my fifty doliars en ic, ff j i HER A NIGHT AT THE ROAD HOUSE “That was the beginning, Judy, of if I il | spent,” said Joan Meredith, coutinu- ing her story. “I went back day aft- er day. First we only danced, we dined together two or three times a week when I knew my stepfather would be out, and i danced with Barry yntil The Circie closed. “Of Course, it cost me all kinds of money, for I literally had tu bid with almost all the old women in the place for Barty’s company. “Finally, he made a straight bar- gain with the manager that I was to pay fifty dollars a night, and when I was there Barry was to dance with me exclusively. “As soon as~this struck there were times that we did not meet at The Circle at all, except} of which I know now he got half. Et Hi ti I i; Hi f i if ii “I found, eventually that 1 lessly_ in love and I thought he well, aid my lover, ny Wife.” Alt ‘Il cannot marry you, my dart Your step-father would not allow it, “But, dearest,’ I answered, “I'l be] perfe e Very soon and then— es, | know,’ he -interrupted me,| all right. ‘then as soon-as possible you will be tee THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE | Prolonging the Agony | oe Ry li ae was ourse, safe, the my night key, and thought I “Judy I believed in him—and—and| perfectly safe. —-I was very happy. Wel when he and I were out driving late| would find my car in the driveway a at night my car rather it stopped running almost in] late at night and I thought nothing front of one of the most disreputable] more about it, except to congratulate road houses near Chicago. A “L expect that everyone in the city bargain’ was; knew all about that place except me.| loved you.” Rarry.todk ne; in thefe, and, al- though | did not upon the register ‘Barry. Cornwall nd wife.’ oS By Tom Sims Smile and the world smiles Frown and the world laughs at you. Nancy blinked and Nick blinked and the ‘Dream-Maker’ Man blinked} and Snore blinked. Because it was all dark and their airplane had smash- d to pieces when they fell. But yi But there! They were not even sure they had fallen on the moon, for the moon had disappeared mysteriously ride, and it was still very dark. “I wonder where we are,” said the’ laker Man. “It can’t be the y id it can’t be Mars, or Jupiter, or Venus, for they shine,” said Snore. | “And it can’t be the Milky Way or the Dipper or the North Star,” said Nancy, “for they shine, too.” “We must ‘be somewhere,” Nick. “You're a wise little boy, Dream-Maker Man. be somewhere.” Suddenly a small light appeared in the distance. It looked, at first. like a lightning bug, then it looked like a a candle and then it looked like a lantern. i And that's what, it was. It kept getting nearer and nearer, and they could see that it was a lantern and that somebody was carrying it. i “Did I hear something?” asked the! voice of tho person who was carrying th» lantern. ‘ : “You certainly did,” said Snore. | “My airplane fell out of the sky. We’ were travcling from the east side of | the moon to west side of the! moon to call on the Man-in-the-Moon, when suddenly the moon got lost. Then I ran out of gasoline and my} airplane fell and here we are.” \ “Well, I declare!” said the person | with the lantern again. “You could! not have hit it better if tried.” a i And with that he raised his lantern} so they could see his face, and who! should it be but the Man-in-the-Moon himself! ! “I suppose you are wondering how} it comes that the moon is so dark’ and everything. You are on the moon now—yes, sir! You're standing right if my onion patch, but that doesn’t matter. I put the last of my onions in my ‘cold peas porridge last night. But to go back to the mon, I'll tell you’ why it is dark, Just after you ° said aid the “Yes, we must you had} difficulties” were chiefly insufficient residence and |lefi, there was an eclipse.” ® i fear of loss of business or wages. “Disbelief in jveting” was variously defined as “disbelief in wom- “disgust with politics,” “disgust with “An eclipse!” cried “he Dream-', Maker Man and Snore and they Twins. “You don’t say so.” “Yes, I do say so,” said the Man-in-| the-Moon. “A total eclipse. and the moon got dark as\ Ali Babe’s cave. The cure for most of these obstacles to voting lies in education, with the purpose of changing the mental attitude of the, non-voter. Permanent regis- tration helps, as has been shown in Minnesota. A shorter ballot, with simpler proposals and issues, were curious as to the time of day and tends to encourage voting. ; popularly was supposed to safeguard the time when it flourished like the pro: p, but it seems to have passed out of But the one change that would do the most to make voters out of non-voters would be the revival tention system, of party interest through readoption pf the con- |: forgot ut it myself and I was ving, when—poof! out she went ike that. And ‘me all lathered up!” _ “Well, well, well!” laughed the Dreath-Maker Man. “I certainly was fooled thet time. I forgot all about wegay anid the Man-in-th y,” sai je Man-in-the-Moon, bi} you wait a few minutes, the moon 1! turn into a boat. We can all go for a ride in it, if you like.” Te tinued. } (To Be Cont (Copyright, 1926, NEA Service Inc.) A’ CHASER Visitor: Do you like to recite, dear? \ F. Child: No, but mummy always ike me, because it make: . melondon Pench, haere | ‘ou. Never throw away a day until you get a new one. You can’t double | by being two-faced. , last week broke down, or] they often did when I myself that I was safe. She shook ‘her head. now it, he wrote TOMORROW: Blackmail. nent citizen so everyone will ‘| to laugh at the jokes you tell. pay your Christmas bills, with lector’s office. The modern girl is your face value| Husband's cooking, Snoring is dangerous. The new spring hat may be straw,| burglars know you are asleep. but its price is felt. If you kill enough time it will kill ‘ou. If you care to choose the lesser|- \ of two evils, take up working instead | things lately. f loafing. Government pruned by pulling off a few plums. Work hard and become a promi- not from the front bumper. We have learned a couple fire plug or on expenses may be ment for jumping bail. (Copyright, 102¢ EVERETT TRUE “A UTTLE, TASTER IF WE WANT a! pba TRAIN | WAIT A_MINUTE, CVERETT, — WHENGVGR 2% See A PIN % ALWANS _ PICK IT UP IFOR Goop LUCK. “We stayed in separate rooms, of and, Judy, 1 was that inno- t when I went into my rgom the door I thought I was “I lay awake a long while and was ly unsuspicious when I found| Velope. xt morning that the car was] ,, “[ drove home, let myself in with| What? was “I knew that one of the chauffeurs came home “Weren't you, Joan? Surely Barry. (Copyright, 1026, NEA Service, Inc.) | Only six more months in which to Taxes have been cut almost every- where now, except at the tax col- considered’ a good wife if she can put up with her Tt lets the Any car may be hari@led fairly easily from the steering wheel, but of You can’t park by a top of a phone pole. Short skirts give freedom ‘of move- ‘A. Service, Inc.) i H WEDNESDAY;-JUNE 380, 1926 “SANDY” wm WHAT HAS HAPPENED IN She trembled and tried to THE STORY SO FAR: ,| the, thought of him from her, ate Sandy McNeil, forced by ‘her im' But all evening it remained. She proverished family into a loveless | looked over the kodak pictures. One marriage with Ben Murillo, @ rich) of him on the surf board, bronzed Ital sacrifices her love for Tim-| and laughing. She looked a} them jmy, @ childhood sweetheart. Fre-| until the features were graven on quent quarrels follow. A son ds} her mind. born, dying almost dimmediatelv.| Then she Seeking some escape, Sandy eppeals| and burned to her Uncle Bob, who enables her| childishly: ‘to take a Honolulu trip with her| ished. He {mother. There she meets Ramon | him not to.” | Worth, who ‘saves her life in the| She looked | surf. le boards the same steamer the etching. Finally she sai 3 \home and during the voyage declares|“Mr. Murillo got pietare (0 ag? his. love. At home Sandy tetls Mu-| mail this morning. Did you happen zillo she must be Cat a eon ‘to see i he did’ with it?” 8 never release her. “A smal ict i * Jintercepts a letter from Ramon to} his moc! wee ee fey te Sands. ‘ {| Sinee their quarrel, Murillo didn’t dine at home, metimes he re- mained away all night. At these oes Tda watched pay, with that iar angry compassion on her . — ‘ broad, stolid face. Several times she started ¢o speak, then shook her Vhead, became sullen. The day after Ramon’s telegram : |and her anewer Sandy was in the kitchen preparing her mother's lunch. The phone rang. ey z He hed sleeping. ing distance call San Franciseo, A girl asked: Eh tiles aa gt ariilo, there? T wish er directly.” “This isehe.” pid foehil we ne te was he. e felt al oppressed—shivering and goa’ 7 ie nition aries ea Sandy? writing ou. : send it?” z, sae “No—don't.” uf ‘m coming “Where oan I ‘here can I send a if ae a a letter? “Goodby!” Ringing like a song. Faint—almost overcome, Sandy heard her own voice giving’ that knelt at the firepl them all. She thought “This proves it’s all fin- on’t write again. I told all over the house for GO ON WITH THE STORY FROM HERE: 40. “What time is it, Sandy?” “Six o'clock “Days getting short.” “October, mother. They always do, you know. You look so lovely today, Isabel. Mrs. McNeil, propped by the. pil- lows, the soft gray hair in damp [ringlets about her temples, kept her jeyes closed. Tears squeezed from under the lids. think—I'm — getting “sandy—you better?” ia Haste are! Teen es cooking the turkey again Thanksgiving—” “Lean down. If I—” The kind, soft lips twitched. Now the tears ran quickly. “If T get better—you'll | keep—your promise?” Her eyes wide open now, lurkin, with terror, pleading. Sandy trie on hard to meet them. She thought: “ “She's dying! She knows it. She's afraid of it.” “You'll keep it?” down.” ‘ gg ee sb Li byt iad sellteg er, These wide-open, frightened eyes number. She abood® at iy ‘had hold of het like hands, “Yee— ‘i t the phone, Til keep it.” = nerveless, panic-held. “You nted A wn him to hi it,” i 0 nd if—I got Sandy— [You got it for himis “ceased: : Tabet Soniled. Sandy turned her| 1” this way it began, head quickly, swallowed. Sho felt __(Continued.) choked. She felt that hands rose in st|| ‘Temperatures and | Road Conditions | Pee gathering darkness. They rose; with flat, open palms and pressed -—__—_—_______» (Mercury readings ‘at 7 @. m.) agains’ he-. She touched ‘her fingers against: Bismarck—Clear, 63; roads good. St, Cloud—Clear, 76; roads good. her blouse. A telegram was hidden Minot—Clear, 71; roads good. there. It had come ten minutes ago. ‘Not opened yet. She hadn't dared it. From Ramon. She waited coming ited choking and cold—sti pense, Outside at last. Stealing through the grapevines—sitting on the bench —tearing softly at the yellow en- ig with Mankato—Clear, roads good. Rochester—Clear, 72; roads good. Duluth—Clear, 62; roads good. lestown—Clear, 59; roads good. ‘go—Clear, 62; roads good. Grand — Forks—Clear, 68; *Mfandan—Cl Mandan—Clear, 71; roads good. Hibbing—Clear, 65; roads good. Winona-—Clear, 70; roads good; - ATHOUGHT o—_—______4 In the morning she had wired: roads you Veks me? When and S. M.” Here was the answer: “Yes. Sent you a sketch of the Pali at midnight done by @ friend, No me: s. seas except title ‘Where heaven meets {I That was all. No signature. None of the wild words of love she dreaded, Murillo had been cheated. She leaned back exhausted and un- .. Whoso boasteth himself, of a false gift Is like clouds and wind without ue ry raja.—Prev, 25; She leaned back watching ‘the sun- i set sky. She felt her mother’s hands|| Where there is much pretension, —her mother’s eyes in that moment] much has heen borrowed; naturc nev- of fright and pleading. er pretends.—Lavater, They > ‘And then she felt other eyes, Le NEWS BRIEFS | were Ramon’s, filled with yearning and anguish as lifted her from whe water . . ay in his Jarms, floating down of, fle ors: Ca 9 were e on the ped hy hands. bout his |. Earthquake jolts Southern Califor- nia coast on anniversary of temblor Bee ane al in Toca hers, kissed He a sia sas tah which damaged Santa Barbara last year. er ind cece heey weer Myths made her warm and restles: ni 1 i j-| Senate defeats Fess-Tinchet farm suddenly ready to ery with doneli-) ii -f'bil and then passes the house Her mind recreated the moment—|°°-operative marketing measure; ship- took her out on the ship under the|Ping board adds 59 vessels to fleet starless sky. The warmth of hi 0 aid grain eee sweetness of their breat! Wisconsin Takacs ‘iaise jingling. ine.| Thomas M. Kearney to contest sen- a tga sag ee color |ate to seat with Lenroot on wet plat now, dappled with scarlet and silver. | form. . Winter coming—the touch of win- ter in the -breeze. Sandy let the leaf drop from he: agers. She said to herself roughly, an- moyed at the warmth and restless- m It’s all settled je! “I promised. now.” But she went to a stationery store on the way Sipe anne Leen a ekeke amon Dent welts to me, again: Heute passes second deficiency” Please. My mother is ll, Don’t | bil esting mation designed send another letter to home. I eliminate prohibition wich me were ‘back on the islands. enforcement appropi . un rears from now may ae sys James W. Guthrie, St. Paul, won - soe. eb eee ap oig 3 trap shooting championship’ . H | doubli rap en ake ke for the |! Minnesota, at Fort Snelling! "0 pictui é — ‘ i with reluc-| Sam Strand, Min is, former wey Seen Bho akmembered his | President of Big Lake Farmers State jet when he said: “I love you. b: ink, was acqui ted of larceny charge 'm not Soins te forgt you. This is|5y jury at Elk River. love, Sandy. wey, thinking: | ‘Wallace Nor She folded’ it “He’H write anyway!” She wanted pe Mieneenel| him to write anyway!, i iat She thought of the envelope at SAFETY FIRST “This is how it happened, Commander Byrd’ calculations made in North Pole flight are veri- fied by scientists at Washington. Jeremiah Smith, Boston Lawyer, dectines $100,000 salary in Budapest for reorganizing Hungary's financial system. ndin, 16, Boy Scout was drowned in Lake « Murilo's plate—the lock on the mail Riven, dudithies Angers: pelt ls sew that hand come ser aad be opened! Standing in the tittle store, the|® left turn. I started to turn to the tablet resting on the counter, Sandy| tight. Then I looked at the hand ‘turned this thought. over and over.| 8nd saw a dinner ring and @ bracelet. Even Judith might no longer write| So 1 figured I'd better go through - the department store. window to her! ‘ ° The image of the torn envelope} “Discharged.”—Life, shar; pee He peisg te pve f jetters. wan 1 Be kno’ e was doing th e Would he, though! She decided Flapper Fanny Says: swiftly, She went out hotly— ae flushed to the eyes. She went to the postoffice and rented a box. She “Pil drop Jude = ped said to herself: Vine and tell her.” Her thought answered: “You're | not doing it for Judith. Don’t kid yoursel! ‘She pretended not te | hear. She walked dowk, to the water— out on the pier. Aiyear and a. half since those April nij had whispered fervor: “Gee, Sandy, I lov Dear Timmy, 80 et and But Sandy was yéung now. a sot se and nae gid away those \ aT ar, careless . a: A jot, wayed on ‘the gloom: waters. The waters looked so co! id dar! This ‘ elt. Her mother right, She should such Tt: made: be: Fear when tok, wouldn't keep wasid! ‘aan It wor eee Ramon Ld bah ee By its when Ti «

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