The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, July 17, 1926, Page 4

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The little man with thi Aa Indepeadest Newspaper baggy pants and the trick mustache has what Very THE STATE'S OLDEST NEWSPAPER | few actors possess—genius, (Established 1873) | MaRNerS" | ‘3 Rublished by the Bismarck Tribune Company, | Why Don’t Fish Have Web Feet? al “ismarck, nb. and entered at the postoffice at; ft is customary to picture a scientist as a pled. | ding individual who lives a quiet laboratory life, seek fomeene Oh Mena 2-1 s- -Evesldeet and Pebienee | ust which makes for the comfort and welfare of | j the human race, This is generally true. sume the mentality and aspects of a cow. ia. All rights of republication of all other matter! swimming will make the human race web-focted.” are also reserved, é Foreign Representatives . LOGAN PAYNE COMPANY, - CHICAGO NETROIT Tower Oe enh Kresge Bidg. BURNS AND SMITH Ss : Fife A Desperate Remedy France is about to attempt a desperate remedy to restore the frane, a remedy that may change the commercial complexion of all of Europe and_ wil! vitally affect the foreign trade of the United States It i ture, Briefly, the plan is for the government to contro! | importati limit foodstuffs for export and switch y of importations from Great Britain and the United States to Germany so that the purchase importations may be marked off against the reparations payments as they come due instead of forcing the payment from the French | the majo money for the treasury in dollars and pounds sterling. The effect upon the foreign trade of the United States is immediately apparent. There will be a curtailment of a very good market and one which has been well educated to the good points of Amer- ican goods. -The effect on Great Britain will be only slightly less serious. Of course it, will be a strange sight to thus see France and Germany working together for mutual rehabilitation. For the reparaticns debt and for France the goods could be paid for without depleting the actual treasury reserve. The plan has something to recommend it and per- haps it will work toward the stabilization of the franc, as is hoped. We cannot be selfish enough to hope for failure simply because our own commercial presperity will be temporarily curtailed in some de- gree. The immediate result of the new order will be the virtual declaration of a state of siege in France with the whole nation on war time rations, with the government in the saddle controlling every- thing in a lasi desperate effort to bring France back 1 Editorial Comment | to normal times. Let us hope that the experiment. = will not be in vain. Radio Rulings What's this we’re tuning in? Squeals, scraping, rasping! It’s a decision of the Department of Justice that Secretary of Commerce Hoover has no control over broadcasting or any other form of radio unless it’s specified by law. Sounds terrible. Look at all those stations now on the air, trying to find a good wavelength on which to broadcast their circuses to the world. See all those applicants, 600 of them, waiting for a chance to horn in. Watch all those ogres raise their power to devour the little stations. All of them unleashed. All of them wild for the humble fan’s attention. But it’s not as bad as it looks. “There's a law still in effect, the old law of 1912. By that Mr. Hoover still has the power to issue li- cénses for broadcasting, although he can’t very well refuse them. But only those of the 600 applicants with equipment ready can get them. i As for the 540 now broadcasting, from pigmies to ogres, most have a gentlemen’s agreement to “be goed,” to stick to their own wavelengths and give the fan what he wants to hear. iit all boils down to the fan and his desires, It’s he who makes a station, and if he doesn’t the sta- tion soon finds it out and dies. No law is needed. I¥s a, matter of natural selection, as Darwin would PM ite cis Aré@*tHose squeals still on the air? Let's turn the dial a little and tune in something good. fis They Do Grind Slowly }It has been said that the mills of the gods grind minded that the mills of justice, too, sometimes grind slowly, and not so fine, at that. to grinding against Oliver Mcrosco and Rich- Walton Tully, charging that her unpublished e the stage success, “The Bird of Paradise.” other day, the appellate division of the su- e court finally ground out the decision that the was plagiarized. What 2 Gargantuan\ labor of ie! Fourteen years! it may mean a life here. Grace A. Fendler, four- m years ago, may have had dreams of fame. She fiave found ready use, time after time, for part vast sum that the play earned. For, “The ‘of, Paradise” did run on for years, even as the ts do, and made money by the basketful. fourteen years of grinding have meant much author of“In Hawaii,” more than the money r What might a success fourteen years ago le meant’ to her! Praise, the encouragement of ‘literary ambition, money, hope and ambition! a desperate remedy, because its effect cannot be accurately estimated in advance, and it may have unforeseen consequences of a most disturbing na-! fermany the mutual trading; would provide an easy method of paying much of | slowly but they grind exceedingly fine. We are re-| i Fourteen years ago Grace A. Fendler started the | a script, “In Hawaii,” had been plundered to: more fully. | angleworms or tangled.yarn? | If we really do become what we eat, has the scien- | tist making swimmers web-footed ever eaten a 1] , ‘ | large piece of cheese? ‘| If swimming makes us web-footed, why don’t fish | have web feet ? i Think So? - Thinking, declares a Chicago physician, wil! lengthen the life span. Just think, say fifteen min- utes a day, about anything from the obliquity of the [ecliptic to the propriety of going fishing on Sun- {day, And, according to the doctor, the thinker will | lengthen his life. Dr. Coue was a thinker, and he devoted far more jthan fifteen minutes a day to the thought that he j Was getting better and better. Yet Dr. Coue died—- died at an age when most men are putting in fif- teen minutes a day thinking about whether or not they should retire from active life. | And anyway, the Chicago doctor certainly is in ‘error in saying that thinking about anything will jinerease longevity. How about the boy who thinks \the gun isn’t loaded, or the motorist who thinks he jean beat the train to the crossing? Fliv within your income. | Mars has been selling the world a gold brick for ‘centuries. | EAU A Spe NO Soe That schoolgirl complexion and pboyish clothes. ; Do they blend? | A congress is a large body of conflicting minds entirely surrounded by advice. Cooperative Marketing } | Secretary Jardine in his address before the “Amer- |ican Institute of Cooperaticn” in St Paul, Minn., set j forth what it is hoped to accomplish through the division of cooperative marketing in the department of agriculture, provided for by this session of con- gress This bureay seemed only as the mouse in the fable which the mountain brought forth after much | thundering, but it has promise of real helpfulness to the farmer, in that it is only to help him to help himself. In the first place, it is to be understood that it is in no sense a measure of emergency re- lief. No federal or state marketing system is to be set up. The plan does not contemplate the entrance pose of surplus. About all that the department of agriculture can offer under this law is summed up in the word “research,” and about all that farmers can accept under any theory or practice of pure co- operation is advice, As examples of the kind of assistance which the department can give—has been giving and will con- tinue to give—under more generous appropriations, {the secretary cites the study of the operation and jeosts of cotton gins. When this study, now ap- ,Proaching completion, is given to the cotton mar- jketing associaticns, they will have definite advice jfeom specialists about the! best way to form local | cooperative gins. It is anticipated that the organ- ized grain’ growers, the dairymen and all the other jorganized groups will be assisted in the same way. | Again, this bureau will give guidance to the coop- eratives that are expanding their functions and en- itering the terminal markets, as the livestock ship- ‘pers have done, as the organizations marketing poultry and eggs have done, and as the grain mar- {keting organizations are apparently preparing to careful study of conditions. Another problem is jthat of the disposal cf surplus products. Here the idepartment of agriculture through its divisi of cooperatives can go to the farmer with advice as to production; for the cure of excess lies in production ; plans—or, rather, plans as modified by conditions of soil, wind and weather, | Behind all this is a service that the department {can give in making “cooperation” a paft of the | studies of the young people who will carry on the tion. This looks beyond the mere mechanism of marketing, the mere transfer of goods. It leads in- to an acquaintance with the intricate‘and often far- reaching process of putting products in the hands of consumers, together with an appreciation of the con- ‘sumers’ needs and of price factors. Ultimately it will bring the consuming and the competitively pro- | ducing world within the horizon of iand girls and, though the secretary makes |enee to this, give them familiarity with : Lately, however, publicity seekers of various ilk; ve been posing ax scientists chiefly to get their | 6.00 | names in the newspapers. + 6.00; A few weeks ago the startling bit of news was | | broadcast that if we drank too much milk we would i Now a professor in London lends much enjoyment | to the occasion by exclaiming in a loud voice (or at ast in large type), “The increased popularity of Ho hum! Theee July days are so warm. If the two scientific gents will make notes on their cuffs | to return next winter, we will take up their cases | Just av present a few questions must suffice. Here h Ave. Bldg. | they are: Official © ————|_ Italians are the world’s champion spaghetti eat- f —[Miicial City, State and County Newspaper) ers, Have been for a long time. Why is it they don’t look like telephone poles, or shoe strings, or | (New York Times) 1 shares. She then accepts a position in ; of government to make good shortcomings or to dis- i |do—an advance which can safely be taken only after | burea work of producing the food and clothing of the na- |'th i‘ f Vs SSeS ~S | | | i ‘ ! Ih | THE STORY SO FAR Sandy MeNeil, in \ove with life, marries Ben Murillo, a rich Italien, to please her impoverished family.j Tyranny by Murillo and frequent quarrels follow. A son dies at birth, Bob MoNeil, her uncle, aids in pla for Sandy and her mother to take a trip to Honolulu. There she meets Ramon Worth, who saves her life in|" the surf. On the same steamer home he declares his | Murillo says he will never release her. Judith Moore, ® cousin, tells Sandy love is every- thing. Murillo overtakes her as she goes for’a tryst with Ramon. He ap- S$ unexpectedly at a party she is giving ‘for her friends. At the parts he strikes her. She le his ouse amd accepts the kindly atten- tions of Ramon, whose home she the city and boards out. One evening ghe and Ramon drive to his hom They are about to enter when t door is opened by a girl whom Ra- mon had known two years ago. Furi} ous, Sandy is driven back to the city. GO ON WITH THE STORY FROM HERE pter 64 It was an old fashioned house where Sandy had taken a room, set far back the garden. Before it was a ificent old oak. ‘Ramon drew ‘her to its shadow. “You're not going to leave me like this, goa She, looked past him to the wide bay windows, pulled down just a little from the top. “We can’t talk ere. It’s almost morning.” In the impenetrable darkness they could just make out the white blur’ He was lean- tree, his head | “SANDY” saxon THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE | The Villain Still Pursues Him s | BY ten. really: I was 1 There can be no All this didn’t alter the overpow- closed between them and he was| !én’t this so? ended. Lord—-I do—I! do!” It ap-| now. pilled her to admit this. But: she remembered her reluetance of the to me that nigh he ‘couldn't come. And she lay with| come! ther hands over her face, Whisper- ing: “I won’t go there again. I can never go there again.” She fought with dismal reluctance against’ awaking; - close ‘her. mind against. the thoughts of the night— Keep it closed. they’ weres-wattitig. at can’t.” , But there ing to every roo: one is: forced to resume. PUTA laughter that hed. first ct ie lat that ‘irst. at At 10 o'clock # special delivery let-| tracted her in Ramon'e ” was ter came from Ramon. Page after| géne. It set and ‘imploring! page. pleading and tempestuous, “You must see me, Sandy—you ie. wake @ny pretentions to you? Did I valley uni make-‘myself out anything but what] them. Why does it make me a person to be “No—I. don't shunned? 've told you in a way some epi- seemed to take these things‘ much| shames us—” to hi fy or to consider them very] “We've not bee: al, A thy now are you so despon- you did?” » Not for worlds w. have| wanted to say: “Let me go, going to hold it against me? Sandy I don’t dare to be- me go, Ramon. I can't help it that I feel so. I do. And now’I want to go. Oh, everything is ter-| rible!” ! ‘i ‘er palle her ie him. “I won't! let you go. I can’t let you go.” She wi , mute and cold. His humility wounds on her. She wanted to escape. “What have I done, Sandy? Loved you this whole: year, Thought of no one else, Longed to serve you. Isn't this true * “I can't ig A i “And now because of an aceident —a_ mere accident—you forget ovary thing. Don't—please— I can't stan Oh, Sandy, I can Suddenly he wrapped his, desperately about eg ‘and’ sobbed like « boy. { She hung up her coat—the long| knitted coat Ramon had sent her. She brushed » white speck from the coMar. She went about the room, faint and chilled, stopping before the| ju to arrange pins in a little! hand-painted tray.’She remained a long. time doing this, hearing the; break in ‘his voice. { Shi ut her ears against it. Then! she ‘felt the weight of his arms. ba 4 took the strength from ‘her. “Why do I blame him?” ghe mur-; ae ee Re wn snd stain aty e ing. “I've no right to blame! him.” | Oppressive—the whole affa weighed on ‘her heavily like his de: perate arms. . f fi ! i Tt no longer seemed romantica,’ \bawve gnd beautiful thing that she! pew e with Ramon. t ‘girl ini kimono had \also gone! me to the door y je ininvited—waiting |“ in for ‘his coming. irl were the same. Memory rose hotly and denied this. were not the same! There was that ¥, when he kneeled and} feet . there or coat, The that time set this af. eoart—made it ditter. it! For the simple reason that] to say it. my life is now without purpose or meaning. except in you. that you do!" “I can’t change the past for you,| many. times. though I slad}y would. No one ly knows how gladly I'd wipe out every |-of course I care There was no other wish’ I'd never looked at any girl. T have. There have been many. But you know this. You know it. They have. all passed.' Most of them are completely forgot- Only once did { love—love; She died. till you came 9 then. other now. f 5 “Surely you don’t mean to end it? ering relief that the door was now] You spoke so? You were distracted.! gone “Come and ride with me when you eid receive this, Illi be waiting—you She began to ery. She told her-| koow where. Come. self in alarmed quiet: “I want it] able to stand it if you turn from me “How I loved “ou when you came ow I love you t- almost joy.in the weekend when| last night—but you did—and you'll! . A cold oppression fell upon her. She whispered to herself in a terror: “I can't get away—Lord—I can’t—I ‘ They drove throtgh the valley. Bright, sunny day ie tga aie = 1 and the flowering the bed like wet, clammy garments| sage Yooking so brilliant, bustes of though he kept turning to ‘her and won't’ refuse this? Listen—did I stay ona ail ite ee rolling so graciously about all the things I've told| “You don’t forgive me,~Sandy? It! surely known the kind| was a clumsy; ugly. th life I've lived. Why,. then, does| And in some way you think I this incident seem so unforgivable?| have foreseen it—avoided it?” think that. everything is terrible, Ramon. Paine this concealment and sneaking—the sodes similar to this one, You never! mortal terror of bi a dent? It was ghastly. x appreciate She couldn't answer this. “Do you care for me? Qh, say And he asked this And finally she anéwered:: 1 TOLD you TWO DAYS AGO THAT IVE @eT THE R BEFORE (IT'LL UN, AND I HAVEN'T GoT AROUND To (T YET. IT'S A LONG TRIP OUT THERE AND WE] CAN TAKE THE STREET C4R AND SAvE MONEY ON GASOLINE AND THE WEAR ON surely I won't be eing geen. ¥ 8 Ram had it happen. But it has, Are you|-—“we can’t go on like this—iet it 2 : * ended.” She looked at his pl _“I can't ‘believe this. I won't be-|¢ace and grew mute. She col say this. She would never be able/T Mr. Ri [ad me for it, according to rules. ‘he rest of the time I had been u stairs, with Miss Cl . Her Own Way 28% wy gah CUASHL OF WITS, “y 4 from mj heon Linson, in the tis which was I jea “Evidently you had not told him that I had been there, Doctor Flint, HA he said, ‘It ‘ unfortunate that id to it I handed him the bot- “Well, we want i tle from which ‘fait of, the igtioh sco daa beaut papers. ad an epileptic fit.’ ich of course you did, Miss had tak Dean,” asserted the ‘Doctor’ trinme liquid had been taken. As I slipped} “Doctor Flint, I have never ex- it into Mr. Robinson’s hand he was| perienced the tactics the police use in so terrified when he saw the red/ the third but 1 believe they it Phee 1 faint.” degree, ull and cross bones that he drop-| are something like those you are us- gh the floor and turned s0/ ing now.” 7 thought he was going to] As I spoke, I was : ‘ Luck was with me, < sy Doctor Flint muttered something| came hurriedly into the room. under his breath’ which sounded like} “Have you seen the morning countered. night; that’s why I am asking you! ager of for it now.’ “Ye: 20) ~ Doctor lied cheerfully, “I haven't his breath. He Robinson since I saw him at the “fool.” M pers?” he asked, before he really tee. Then he’ came close to me in | ognized me. and snapped, “Where is that b “Yes,” answered the doctor curtly) now, young wom “T was just ing to te Me “Hasn't Mr. Robinson got it?’ 1] Dean ade tae hoes ich ie Ln : 11 he hasn't | “You remember Itt You dropped | ver we! ou asked you for it last} yourself,”.1 said, turning to the poy ie be i, ¥ remember it,” said Mr. Doctor Flint again swore under “You know Ys why T “I don’t know whether Mr. mn has it or Fi would not h make thet admission the man: counter when I handed it to him. I for anything in the world, saw him drop it. 1 saw him turn sary pele “> ae it under the aie nk counter out ai in jORRO' "So you know he dropped itt” Listen. . ee He caught her hands, Jaughing: | affairs, much as T de d “If you care—that’s enough!” and obstinate stead you ce She was defeated . . . burdened ing.” and defeated. ~~ And he fused to go egain & When she was (Copyright, 1926, NEA“ Service, Ine.) be oi Sandy was now tos belen ings %. ma her Pa ei edly: Nt can’t refuse!” ee She ran the back of her hand con- "t in when she re-, the cottage. on the little horsehair rocker. Old alon turhed: on. derself wildly: “Why didn't 1) ‘e™ptuously over crochet dolly rd—now— | tell the truth! ~ Oh, Loy Sewee dashioned, musty ro ly from Alice. This was followed by| get out of th Sandy wh one from her father. snapping down the cover of her She was summoned home. suitcase. Sandy sat ‘on the floor, an open|°f her. heart—observing her own suitcase before, her. Hite Seanty ‘Ainge a auerame mere and more st two months; the lightness that) now. And if you had not kissed me! disdain, littered bed and’chaite '] can't’ help it!” she protested, She now folded’ her hands behind] fhutting her eyes quickly - against ber head. her eyes closing restlessly.| the truth that she saw yet wished ont aoe nokarniee. (rime this ct woul 8 Tilted her: with shivering Tevulsion| if she gilded her teeth! You wane to She now welcomed it. “te ‘refuse. She feached’ this decision in a om with those Nek: oe deabbet tak: the -wend fidiotic gilded brackete! There'd been time she would gently speak—make him se “ But the next time—and the next time he wooed her as before, weak-] now in 3 ening her with the sad violence ofjhad a pa: for gilding. ed love. She didn’t go again to' the] ternoon could come cottage. Yet she repeated: “I care—of| smell of turpentine use. course I care—but I can’t go on like} And there on the Kitchen table his—I don’t want to go on’. . .’ a| id in. the end yielded because she} ancient bronze clock du ra “lite feared his desperation. There were times would smilingly inform you. ipine cones, gilded, 5 bro pa ‘rem "tee ‘chandelice, ype the ly took possession. Mi: ‘60 yess id maid find her in apron would be—the saucer of gilt and the tle touching up.” as Miss aah je gilded chairs, tables, picture frames, cigar boxes—even the coal scuttle, ing. won't ee, I i} after the fashion of her mother’s be- I” EN nighted artistic sense. November @ letter came} “Lord, anyone would be om to ispered, — But she folded her arms over it, Chapter 65 listening to the excited thumping was going home. After eight)‘ deny. . . This truth told h “You don't = ** mind the gilding! You wouldn’t care scape! You don't want his love. e tolé herself; Jt weighs you down. You're ding. .You want to get The thought of Ramon troubled re it to feverishly. “They need mer I cae Read -You" don't know where But, flurry of intense relief; glad of any had excuse that would lift. her even! craved as a radiant, uplifting jo momentarily out of the ‘depressing "Ow weighed on her like a load ot monotony where Alice wrote: f “Poor ma’s had@ relapse. Gosh,| the fear of losing her made Ra j What a house, I-don't know whether! ‘ragic. | Thi ther ‘ I'm coming or going. Of course,| nerves. dad had to choose this time to come ne ing to happen.'down with lumbago, so I ‘had the,™eanness of it. ould two of them on my hands. But’ And he would gnswer: “Let us go mama's ‘been a wonderful ‘patient sway. Will you come away with + » mever complains. She’s eating ™¢ All her heart out over you: She asked| ;me today: ‘Does Sand ow It, sick her mother ist. Has she her bitterly. Love that. she i iron. There was no 1 b: i eres panera atest Inerigue, eae st discovery made dy unre: iy not our fault, Ramon—it’s the whole Afflicted with the prospect of know hi whole life in concealment’ and sube written|terfuge she would answer: “Where Do you 4 ‘could we go? uppose, Alice, that go 1 ae ask me I " this! Why aren’. is | she’d come if she thought she might = Le? We're gay like ae , Sandy? Then you care ee ace her mother alive again?” All| used A ir. e ‘of which makes it rather tough on| Cen still drive about, can’t we? And be! ni ouins THE TIRES. I'LL PHONE OUT THERE Now AND TELL THEM WE'LL GE 4 LITTLE LATE AND EXPLAIN an > “q »y DON'T TROVGLE. YOURSELF SIT DOwN !) Itt Bo THE PHONING* ra tee some of ‘the been i: ail tnsked-up in tho “roadster that] down with a ani # jater £0. be ala i smile and anewered: ey i k it's going to be for trained nurse, Can't you feature it?! .. by’ ke long hours after Pergerng who'd pay she ie it te it did I ever signal Pg prea tape rigom lng 2. Why cant he be light’ heart: ‘the goat. Oh, | to | thought except the ones of you. Il be sovtrenic about things’ ee © (amerrce pr ooo (NO, WE CAN'T GO OUT THERE THIS EVENING, fang te = se and ai = “they dere Couey the, ratty rn case . he under Sr tb ie She' me. I'm sleeping in- the with} can kiss each on her and wine up most of the| He only looked imploringly her t. I sure am Wi ‘Willie! when she talked in this breegy, care- e doctor saga we shoul: get a tess strain. ‘i : bills, seeing these will continue to ed any'more? Oh, why does he pia your husband is rtansng! 80 pa as about if - is » 80 evide! Now th tg Caress heme im where in homeward. ve and that you're worki walked, down “te street be- a iy sense enough to know PT you back by main force, MBver since that phony automobile accident of his. there have been ru-| i mors that he’s doing £ qT perer ig Ly iy liss tells me he’s thavii him certainly a mys- tery. But Juanita is. flying about Sore in the spiffiest ithe aarmon . It’s. thi whet rg, os ne Say in your Xe Id: 4 ‘ aiferced ike Juanita Morales Ramon big her arm, leaning fervent: “We havea little while. I'l) .sw brin, aft jay when he called ¥ said >; pin time. te Pin stopped on @ Lg ‘ pepper. trees. doth apms about he int ine ete eee fae le gave. me &@ swee' x y do you ; Ragan a - these things, ou ‘can be aoe 7 would ‘have wappened rd pick out «jay town like Ban mt on itt Sandy—took at { ith youe-locks I should think 1 t thi d Thave Mie for’ ther Gity and] Bho trembled’ tie wih ste | want to sy es j ‘ we me?” to if “Of course “And you'll . “0h, Rime