The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, July 8, 1926, Page 4

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(Official City, State and County Newspaper) | | \ Jones Rings the Bell It is to be doubted whether there is a more four- square and doughty little sportsman in the world than Bobby Jones of Atlanta, and the golfing world is happy over Bobby's victory in the British open championship, regarded as the most important golfing tourney in the world. It is the first time an American amateur ever has won the title; the first time in 29 years that any amateur has won it. Jones is pretty generally re- garded as the most nearly perfect golfer in the world. There are many who maintain that Walter Hagen, the professional, is a better man to bet on in a match, but that is because Hagen's nature always has been better adapted to meet the grueling test of competition. Hagen alwyas was at his best when things were going against him. But it must be remembered that Jones had a great handicap to overcome. It is not so many years ago that Bobby, then a mere kid, made good newspaper “copy” by his loud and frequent explosions on the links, When something went wrong with his game. he was likely to break his club in half and hurl it away. his sort of temperament is not exactly desirable in golf, and Bobby had quite a task in learning to curb his emotions and accept the breaks in the game with something approaching equanimity. He has done so, and though Hagen did beat him pretty badly in Florida last winter, a glance at the im- portant championship records during the last three years shows that Jones has been carrying on at 4 tives COMPANY { DETROIT on the uncut fields. THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE. SS A 4 o'clock in the afternoon the wheat and oats were in the shocks. The old spirit of neighborliness seems dead In cities people live next to one an- other for years and never say as much as “How do you do?” A next-door neighbor might die and be buried without his fellows knowing anything™ about it. It is good to know that the spirit of the old neigh- bor, who ‘used to rush in with a glass of grape jelly whenever anyone in the family would fall ill, has not vanished from the earth. Toy Gun: $250,000 A toy gun in the hands of a small boy caused a $250,000 fire loss in a department store in Gary, Ind. The boy was‘one of a group making an inspection of a fireworks display. He snapped a toy machine gun and sparks flew into a box of firecrackers. Roman candles, pinwheels, skyrockets and fire- works of all descriptions exploded, and in the fire that followed several were lucky to escape with their lives. If fireworks are to be kept away from small children, fireworks must not be sold. You can't escape the fact that there would have been no fire had the store not been well stocked with them. Has the West Been Tamed? The west still has its he-men. When a $1,000 reward was posted for the capture of Ed Williams, western slope “bad man” and alleged cattle rustler, of Montrose, Colo. than the fear of bullets. Accordingly, he set out with his son on the bad man’s trail. He was seriously wounded in a battle that followed his attempt to capture the outlaw. At last reports, a posse was hunting Williams in a Colorado valley. They'll get him evidently. It may take time, but in, the cattle country there are brave men who have a way of dealing with those who take the law too lightly. Not Only Traffic There is danger indoors as well as out. lurks even in the goldfish bowl. Robert Cantalupo, 18-months-vid son of a New York restaurant keeper, toddled too near a small aquarium that had been installed in the restaurant, and was drowned. Apparently one can’t be too vigilant where chil- dren are concerned. You would be amazed if you happened to read statistics on the large number of and astonishing variety of fatal accidents indvors. Hazard We wonder if the scientist. who last winter pre- dicted that 1926 would be a summerless year has been reading the temperature reports from North faster clip than any of his rivals. Not in Their Makeup Someone certainly ought to commend the judge in South Bend, Ind., who passed sentence the other day zon a wife beater. He gave Steve Polich, charged with the contemptible offense. of manhand- ling @ woman, his choice of boxing four rounds with a police sergeant or letting his wife name the num- ber of days. Polich took one good look at the sergeant, and ' the smile of anticipated pleasure on that worthy’s | face sent nervous chills chasing up and down his spine. “Til let the wife name the term,” said Polich, and the court room echoed with the cry of “Coward!” as he received a 45-day sentence, Of course he was a coward. No one with even the faintest vestige of courage in his makeup would have hesitated to risk his hide in a boxing match if by doing so he could escape the ignominy of a jail sentence and the greater ignominy of run- ning-away from a fight. But one doesn’t expect to find bravery in wife beaters. | . Remember Those Summers? Three hundred feet out into the harbor at St. Nazaire, on top of a 70-foot masonry pillar, stands a doughboy, in steel helmet, in front of an Amer- ican eagle. In his right hand he carries a sword, hilt upward in the form of a cross. It is the memorial to the first of our boys to land in Fyance. It is a memorial to something else, too. It is,a memorial to the glowing face of the man who went down the streets of Louisville, with a newspaper in his hand telling that the boys and his boy were there. It is a memorial to another summer day when the Yanks cleared Belleau woods of Germans, we mean live Germans. These things are not so old as to need a memor- ial but the new monument in the harbor of St. Na- zaire! makes us remember. Rocking the Boat It tis the open season for boat rockers firecracker daredevils and drivers who think they can beat the train to the crossing. ‘The other day a rowboat filled with boys and girls was moving along St. Mary’s river near Sault te. Maric, Mich. One of the youths, recent win- ner of ‘a Charleston contest, got up from his seat in the boat and, accompanied by the handclaps of his ¢dmiring friends, proceeded with an exhibition cost just six lives: One of the party of was saved. Very likely the boat rockers, like yr, will always: be with us. This poor boy an original twist to an ancient bit of sev the tions : jhuman anima! is capable of strange affec- oie remember Zip, the famous “what is it” N freak, who died early in May. . ew know that Captain C. K. White, 75-year- ser of Zip and e veteran circus man, is | Dakota the past two weeks. Sometimes the pensive girl makes an expensive the lure of easy money was stronger to H. B. Getty | | Otherwise It’s a Pretty Fair Catch WHAT HAS HAPPENED IN THE STORY SO FAR: Sandy MeNeil, in love with life, mar- ries Ben Murillo, a rich Ital please her impoverished fami ranny by Murillo and fr rels follow. A son dies at birth Bob McNeil, her uncle. aids in pla for Sandy and her mother to take trip to Honolulu, There she meets wife. This is going to be the hottest summer we have had since last year. Editorial Comment Independent Victories (Fargo Forum) In declaring themselves unequivocally for the Industrial Program, as constituted in the Mill and Elevator and the State bank, the voters of North Dakota at the same time emphatically declared against any extension of that program. By pro- viding checks upon the Administration of the in- dustries they said, with emphasis of conviction, that they wanted no more radical legislation and no more costly experiments with the program already in force. The voters nominated Mr. A. G. Sorlie and M Gerald P. Nye, but at the same time they nomi nated Mr. George Shafer for Attorney General, and Mr. J. A. Kitchen for Commissioner of Agriculture, two Independent members of the Industrial Com- mission. They nominated Mr. Shafer, who was largely responsible for the Devils Lake convention platform calling for abandoning the League pro- gram at the earliest practical moment, by a major- ity in excess of Mr. Sorlie’s margin. There is another and more significant thing in connection with the eletcion: the Independent forces won great victuries in the Legislative contests victories that will give them’'compléte ‘control of the House and Senate, if they are able to: maintain them in the general election. These Legislative victories are all the more sig- nificant because, in several cases, they were won in strong Nonpartisan League Counties. In two or three instances, the voters, while piling up ma* jorities for Mr. Sorlie and Mr! Nye, chose the In- dependent Legislative candidates, with the result that the Independents now are in position to obtain 62 to 64 votes in the lower branch of the Assembly. There is only one way of interpreting this vote. Mr. Sorlie was nominated because the electorate approved of his efforts in behalf of the State Mill and Elevator and wanted hit to continue, but effec- tive checks were set up because the electors'wanted no extension of the program and no radical legis- lation. to abandon the Industrial Program but at the same time they are unwilling to embark upon any ex- tension. At the same time it shows that they favor the Independent program of legislation that will return the State to sound business methods of .con- ducting the Commonwealth affairs, and thus restore confidence in the State and place it in # position to start a greater period of development, That is The results show that the voters’ are unwiting | Ramon Worth, who saves her life in the surf. On the same steamer home he declares ‘his love. Murillo de- clares he will never release her. Judith Moore, a cousin, tells Sandy love is everything. | Murillo over- takes her as she goes for a try with Ramon. Follows a clash over her promise to her sick mother to; give up plans for divorce. GO ON WITH THE STORY FROM HERE Chapter 46 Mrs. (McNeil was sitting in the big back room—Sandy’s brother's room, net he was seldom home. in a'patch of sunlight. straggled over her plump, rosy neck as she lowered her head over a stock- ing she darned. Alice came in with a sharp: ‘“Ma- ma! What are you doing? You know you're not to exert yourself.” Mi made a furtive ges- e smiled appeasingly I noticed your father wore one with a hole ne: ce “It won't hurt him to 1 id} where you could see it! I'm he's a martyr!” Alice took the dar ¢ from her mother. With a shrew. ish kindness she plumped the {snapped off @ loose thread jworn matting and with a “SANDY” ELENORE MEHERIN Now rest!” resigned the dust rag to andy. ' MoNeil folded ker full hands, ighed. “I’m, afraid Alice will harsh to your ‘father when ‘m gone, Sandy.” ran the dust ri black walnut. eeted chiffonie: In its mirror she saw her mothe: face with that resigned smile; sa her mother raise a hand to wipe tears use she ‘might Angus would be left woe s _ But it ‘wold be Alice's t 'y' to minister to her ‘fathef.’ lice, at 32, should be willing to for- get herself completely. She would iccept joyously and sweetly the ful- iliment of Isabel’s life. * No ane would question this! © Why if Sandy were now to say aloud the things she was thinking, would stare blankly. fi ly were to sa: “Why should ice be glad to live your life, mother? Why should you Vlame her if she’s harsh? Was Angus very ntle when he broke un Alice's ife ? Wf Sandy said this, her mother would stare in hurt, shocked silence. ax at some ruthless heretic. Didn't the parent have the ht to guide « child? knew what was for the child's go and 0] mo ‘Mrs. ‘McNeil believed this. it was e her children ac- fs It was their “Yes,” thought Sandy hotly, had right to prevent Alice from eying. eddy, He wasn't ther on |. He wasn’t a mate for a Mec- They interfered to save Alice. @: fact that she didn't want to be. saved was of no moment. Angus and Isabel wished her to be saved from this recklessness! Their wish wa pore import than poor Ally’s Didn't the par- | mi “they | dre them with a little bang. Her mother ighed loudly. This meant Isabel wished to talk. “She wants to talk about me, thought Sandy, becoming more morc heated. “She wants to tell m what my duty is and re willing to follow it. Yes! T! a right to ‘live Alice's life for Now, of course, they have a right to live mine!” She had often heard her mother say: “I've sderificed§ my life— your father sacrificed his life for you children.” And. she had been saddened by these words many times, They had oppressed ‘her cause these two had drought her here at such terrific cost to themselve But now, watching her moth seeing her mopping the tears, hea: ing her audible sighs, Sandy had themselves—EVER! They hadn' given life freely, gladly. poured themselves ir children. ; hemselves—EVBR! — -Tehy rt said: “We did the best’ we could— lived accor to our lights. Now the life is you Go it bravely, EVEN MAMIE SUSI 3 As we drew up in front} of Mamie’ the whole house was dark, and I dered if she had o want to talk with} Mamie yet, although 1 might ask hdr help later. T let myself in quieyly directly te my room, w| slept I had made a rec! help Joan out. “Well, I don’t know blackmail or wo “but I ai it jo get tl ™ feiitson “or. b be hers in @! if w crimini myself, money from Mr. daughter, It woul week or two anyway.”} ia, sometimes wonde: way many pe Sisiesetves when they know are not @ ay te all right. they pursue -which/ migh' grace and punishment if they successfut. The next morni fate was with me. Before 1 was me in the mot was a more or count of the de the Morton Degartment Store. paper said she gvan dead before arrived at the ge Alth sulfide wi hinted read between that if the fi found there wo td Pp, Mamie brought ing paper. There less sensation: jh of Miss Clever not even sure that I could ¢ lines and I knew 1 bottle had been id have been a great elme flying t 6 tn 4 ‘saying it we ‘elfishness to spring 3 the first day poor She went through ja real estate broker had his office., In the k room of this building, hoped to her uncle, Bob eil. He sat flat-topped desk, it of it, a book it ke fi like the Spanish ind] i seandal. .As yet there had been no Post mortem. Mamie looked rather disapproving as she pointed to the . story. edly. ih ie said, er ie the an whose name as linked ith that of Mr. *eetlator’s for apcaetth,5 Mamie,” 1 cor ‘a really knew nothing sbout. it. until yesterday when one of the girls told me some- fer tired of her re Pp fair.” “Is possi , that you wen out with him after you knew that? Everyone will think that he has be- come infatuated with you. Oh, I hope your name will not come into t.’ . “I don’t think it will, Memie. And be: 1 didn’t go out wil Mr. obinson.’ Mamie looked at me very sterniy. “Were you not in the Robinson cat when you called to me?” “Yes, but I was: al Mamie,” 1 said reproachfully, “I don’t believe I would suspect you even if more eloquently again: even than did a Roll a Robinson monograt panel.’ (Copyright, 1926, NEA Service, Inc.) TOMORROW: Money Never Buys Did anyone See him seize Ma I was all right before. The doctor knows that. So it was born. And it wouldn’t have beent, It would be alive now—” She clas her hands, wishing to dons, lighted up as Sandy entered.| She sat hersqif on the desk, mak- ing her tonc off-handed: “A novel, Bob? You're not very serious! But| ¢h you do know law, don’t you?” “Is that = compli i sult? Yes, I know it.’ it hard to get a divorce?’ pl wn his book, closing it slowly: ‘or yourself, Sandy?" She could scarcely breathe: “Yes. Don't tell me not to. de Seing to jo “I don’t know why we can’t” Chapter 47 “Could you do it quietly, Bob?” Without the newspapers getting hold of it? Without Isabel know i til it-was all over?” “Oh, we said Bob lazily— Sandy interrupted—blazing with suppressed excitement. “I promised her I wouldn't. She'll take it ter- forced to do it. I on as Tam. ‘He won't too? But e's willing to let you get it?” (‘He doesn’t know. any’ ing abs 1 don’t intend to tell ‘him y your light be full-| 3 er. clearer, sharper.” Nof They only as they sew; wanted Sandy to walk Isbel would ‘have walked. They wanted a kind of earthly i mortali their thoughts, their ings, their beliefs perpetuated with- ‘out change; without growth. Because Isabel thought it the duty of a wife to “surrender”; to obey; to have no thought for sweetness ick, in love,.then Sandy too ma eve this the nobler way. t put aside all thoughts of escape and ask God to send her child &@ compensation. Sandy now shook the mat at the window. She felt stifled as though someone sucked the breath from her. Her mother was a kind of monstrous amoeba seeking to absorb her chi n. Because they had once dee: identified’ with the fabric ef h body, she expected ta’ keep them he ye fabric 4 eart—alwi ‘They. were not en- titled to. pris separate. identity con- flieting with hers. - ler mother was ing: “The room's dusted en ‘Come over and sit here.” “Tl tell her ly opened the drawers, closing| 7) make her s6e it. new, DO! DAWDLE oe ee, of THS HOUSE UKE A STUNG :MULE f, MY CAaR/S COMING I wheRre’s MY PAT FI! eee AS _ USUAL TILC THE VERY CAST MINUTS AND THEN GRAB YouR HAT AND TEAR OUT .,| DON’T WoRReY— tice CATCH THE CAR ALL RIGHT | McNeil rested her head itigleired now ramp my style I can see dear? Your face is flushed.” thought ‘crazily: “Beca kissed me! Because I’m gl it!” But she said: “It’s iz walk and age a sharp wind you. have Ben drive ig “It is. between us. on— ‘ - *"Teabel linked, Har, sat face tok on a ntie, he 4 eS Hoga" wosld Taske Wt easier for 101 we ¥ jer To: yoursthought ie wotla. jerstand— Tyony want my hitdrén to. be happy. T'think only of your 5 "Bandy, wan about te. You’ only, made it impossible ie [to heap’ ‘that promilba You only wanted ‘Alice to see! eee Sandy slid from the muscles of ‘her throat contractin; ‘ he have to know from the begin * ak “Naturally. an interested party.’ “i She picked blotter, teari: the layers apart? “And if he didn want _ to ‘have, it, could he pre- ave eee “What are they?” She looked at her uncle accusing- “You ki about those dinner isabel to “he git T miles. i see e is » becan: shamed Fis Ag T can't ow,” Sandy thought. | gi indy shut her e sl nda!” She. thies: answered in a still, breai 5 yr eR with him again if it meant won't let me stay on in y longer as I have been seid Last nit “And once before—the night we got home and I told him I wanted to be free—that I couldn't return to our marriage, he came at me with the fire ie er “My God! oo you, Sandy? Did ut an icy, shade if er face. saw hi “T set, furious look lace, now filled his pipe, tapping in the tobacco with a pencil. le was seeing Sandy radi- ant, flinging the Spanish shaw! about h thro he grape- » He hed caught her more than vhad laughed in his heart at , blythe, gypsy glad: wg He het jw with hor life broken— frustration. standing: © “Those ren’t they, Bob?” ren’t grounds. Sandy, be- cause you can’t prove “You mean I coulda’t even if I tell all ‘He can deny it al you've said he tends to fight Teal -proo! wn easy to ss a imsy grounds when Bus if he started to fight you with his money and luence, you need a much stronger case than you've got. He might counter charges.” would. He'd make me black ” San ld, make it very difficult,| ke : ee ‘ An hour later Sandy left the of- fice in the back of store that id Bob MeNeil more as a loung- office. Ha to the city- wait—prepare herself—be able to earn a living. He'd talk to Marillo. ‘Murillo had the Latin tem; h cooled off now. Hob ments with him. the honse indefi went thi ugh the te. ee - : Murillo come y‘ oe mot come.” ' ef iron She e! iron. She “wala” trying ugh in wc ite te sam ands hed F room and lee! door. Whe - in she was ir id at the monet, Sinking to live on while 1 was your bi you're willing todo this