The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, October 12, 1926, Page 4

PAGE FOUR The Bismarck Tribune An Independent Newspaper THE STATE’S OLDEST NEWSPAPER (Established 1873) the Bismarck Tribune Company, and entered at the postoffice at Bismarck as second class mail matter. George D. Mann...... +... Presi iene citar Rates Payable in Advance ily by carrier, per year .... ily by mail, per year, (in Bi Daily by mail, per year, (in state outside Bismarck)...... mail, outside of North Dakota ‘ lember Audit Bureau of Circulation Published b Bismarck, N. b., ident and Publisher : t | -- « Member of The Associated Press _ The Associated Press is exclusively entitled to the use for republication of all news di credited to it or not otherwise credited in 2 per, and also the local news of spontaneous origin published herein. All rights of republication of all other matter herein are also reserved. Foreign Representatives G. LOGAN. PAYNE COMPA: ICAGO Kresge Bldg. ; AND SMITH Fifth Ave. Bldg. —— City, State and County Newspaper) a po ET Stock Gambling ? One of the worst features of stock gambling, or, of course, any gambling, is that it creates an enor- 1 for the victim to steal from his | ler t>» make up his losses. head cashier of a New éent instance is that of the York department store, who succeeded in peculat- fhg $187,000 before she was arrested. He was 4 young man, only 36, and was married. He had Beeh with the store for 21 years, was thoroughly trusted, and, as head cashier, had charge of 22 } Two years ago he became interested in Wall | Street and in the possibility of quick profits. Buy- ing on margin he soon swept away his own savings { himself owing money of peculations which he was ealing until last November, when the: store reorganized as a stock company. Then | when the bills were sent out, indignant customers $egan rushing in to show canceled checks where they had paid their accounts. game a long serie: successful in cot The young cashie ‘s yn term because he couldn't resist the lure of quick stock profits. * No one has any right to play the market unless they have funds of their own to cover their losses and that they can afford to lose. poor men who have made fortunes on the stock mar- ket is small, but the number who have lost money, position, friends, respect and their good names through the buying and selling of stocks is legion. Dictator: An Ugly Word . The kings. had their nocnday of divine power, and | tory over a disaster that was about as complete as passed down into the twilight and the night. The |a disaster could ‘be is worth celebrating, not only people in most countries did nof tke. their style. ” Lately a series of dictators have taken’the-un-} stable seats of power in-some of the world’s more | those fateful days in the fall of 1918 are recalled. | hot-blooded centers of government. To judge from | . ih i the daily reports the stewardship of the dictators: tory, was still going on and, though victory and ‘will be neither fruitful nor long. i ¢ Pangalos declared himself the man of the hour in) it surely. All we kitew. sas that there was viptent Greece. So he was, but it-was a short hour that | fighting, that this country fad thousands cf men} the force of his arms lasted. A new military coup } brought his downfall. Rivera is reported skidding in Spain. so busy keeping the pot from boiling over in Turkey | ‘that he has no time to attend to his mending. The | indefatigable Mussolini has escaped three Ides of March this year. To the grcat majority of the people the word “dictator” has a repugnant sound. ‘age, the man who would direct people must aban- don the word if he'd rule long. In this restless Prosperity and Cheaper Prices Prices have been declining during the last year.! Business activity has been expanding. it. With prices gding dow perity should continue, holding up well and there is no inflation, ; But there’s a fly in it. gf :Labor Statis According te the Bureau » Wholesale prices have declined 7 per cent during the last 12 months ithe prices of farm products were fallir per cent and fuel prices were going up 5 per cent. During this period prices of building material and metals remained almost unchanged. = ft remains to be seen whether other prices will follow the lead cf the farmer's praducts, ‘such adjustments Just now the farmer seems to be getting ‘the worst of the bargain. What Does Wells Mean? ~ H. G. Wells, probably Britain's greatest: modern thinker and author, has just written a new book. dt is called “William Clissgld.” * This fellow Clissold is%a garrulous sort, saying ghat he jolly well pleases. Now comes the great British public complaining hat what he jolly well pleases is very apt to be jolly ell insulting to each and every good Britisher. | contained from month to month records of the carly Some even go so far as to say that the nasty re- ‘marks Clissold makes are not his at all, but belong #o this H. G. Wells, * They don’t like this remark, for instance, Clissold, Freaking of his_majesty, the king, remarks— “A worthy, conscientious and entirely unmeaning gnd uninteresting son of plump old Edward VII.” Wells insists that he cannot help the frank speech this friend, Mr. Clissold. see how long he gets away with that! Gary Gives a Hand Judge Elbert H. Gary is a very powerful, a very and a very portentous figure. ; the judge gave 15 minutes of his time, con- | party stood for something that was nuble and sacred, estimated as worth a hundred ‘dollars a | Personally he was a most likable man, and his af- toa very poor, very young, and very insig. other day. attend a press |to a great age, but the characteristics which onfe ge ‘which the Jodge was holding. ‘The re-|marked him in his earlier life remained mith tin jer arrived late, coming in just as the judge | until the end, and he had'the satisfaction of watch- : r seared, | ing the transformation of the state which he :The callow youth was the tardy reporter down, and repeated the inter- view. { Which probably explains why the judge is rich ' and great and powerful. Folks who tread opbers down as they climb upward are not so apt to reach | the top first as those who give 1 hand along the way and get one in return, *& Baby in Danger p There are millions of little three-year-old girls in America. Isabel Zandorski is—or was—only one’ of them. Isabel was one of a little family of five living on a farm that rented for $125 a year in a tamarack ! swamp near Orwell, Ohio. i But Isabel was reported kidnaped. And then mil-| lions suddenly came to know of her. | Isabel was taken from her crib where she slept between her little brother and sister a few nights! ago. The farm, the county, the state have been, searched, but there is no trace of little Isabel, dead or alive, And in a minute this unimportant little family on the drab rented farm of Ohio is known the coun-j try over. | There is nothing which so proves that all the world’s akin as a harmed baby. Parenthood bands | together in one mighty woe knowing that hurt of | hurts, the lost baby. Mrs. Woods’ Pearls A twenty-thousand-dollar string of 96 graduated | rose pearls was lost in Texas Guinan’s famous New | York night club not long ago. Friends mourn with | one Mrs. E. S. Woods, late owner of the treasure ; trove, Too bad, but folks who can pay $20 for al ham sandwich on rye and $15 for a glass of weak | lemonade will struggle along somehow sans rose | pearls! wee — Should Be Annual’ Affair’ Success of the dog show held, under the auspices | of the boy scouts last week, indicated a strong local | demand for an annua] show. There are many dog | fanciers in the city, and those who enjoyed the re- cent show were loud in their praises of the premier ! | exhibition, { One should be held every year—interest is found to grow. | i Editorial Comment | Cloquet, Triumphant Over Disaster (Duluth Herald) Tuesday, October 12, is the eighth anniversary of | the forest fire that wiped out Cloquet, and Cloquet: is going to celebrate it. Moreover, Duluth is go- ing to celebrate with it, and as many Duluth people s possibly can should go over there Tuesday and{ {take part in the exercises. Certainly Cloquet’s gallant and picturesque vic-' jeight years after, but every year. | It is a dark time that memory runs back to when; The world war, the ghastliest tragedy in all his- { Peace were'teally only a few days off, Jpobody knew) there, and that at any moment bad ~news might come about somebody who was near and-deay, The “flu,” that deadly, thing born out of t s sions of maddened humanity that was blazing # wide trail of tragedy around the world, had just; struck this section, and many were fearful. time, came the holocaust that in a few hours wiped out several communities and destroyed hundreds of i lives. {to whi Cloquet was literally and utterly swept off the, tions? . Perhaps the advertising writers will have to coin | face of the earth. Many of its people were slain, a word that: is not quite so bold. To the word “dic- | tator” the people simply refuse to stand hitched. and all of them were scattered. A tidy community of comfortable hcmes filled with comfortable home mighty fist of a mad giant had swept it. A happening like that, above all a spirit like ihay | deserves remembering, deserves a celebration. It’ American history, and Duluth, which took grea‘ pride in the unquenchable spirit and the glowing} cni example of its neighbors, no doubt will show that blame. it still has that pride by attending Tuesday’s cele-! bration in very large numbers. * C. A. Lounsberry on (Grand Forks Herald) Bre we Cclonel C. A, Lounsberry, whose death occurred we tte in Washington last Sunday, was the pioneer news- Paper man of North Dakota. Entering the state as ;@ young man, full of the spirit of adventure, he sensed the possibilities of growth, and with but une which he conducted alone for several Such a task required both courage and industry, and of these young Lounsberry possessed an ample sup-) ply. His subsequent publication of the monthly | Record was a northwest, for the columns of that little magazine! history of the territory, obtained in many cases from those who had participated in the stirring events of was largely nomadic. Much of the material thus ccllected is now of the highest value, and had it not ‘been for Colonel Lounsberry’s taste for the his- a and biographical, it would have been forever ost. Colonel Lounsberry was a man of strong attach-| the Proceeds? ments. As a soldier in the civil war he made an excellent record, and he was always proud of his associaticn with the men who wore the blue in that struggle. His affiliation with the Republican party was with him a matter of principle, and to him the fection for his friends was as great as his devotion to the principles which he had espoused. He lived ge on NB a A first seen as a wilderness into a thriving comm THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE The Big Parade LePs Go! ” Cherry's excite- ice came over the picked out the mos you ever saw! At nd when I‘told him I had shopping for wall coming along, a1 indi mitt tan ri s leaved ae’ Panch with “Oh, Cherry!” Faith walled despair- r “You know you shouldn’t ac- cept things from hi bs not?” Ch “Don't grouch, di speach’ of ead paste about? They cheesecloth, too. 1 off those layers of old paper! jo the job up right. Don't you pose 80,” Faith said helpless- do all I can this ai but I promised Aunt Hattie I'd help with her black and white voile. t6 be here at two, Hi now. Good-bye.” Faith felt as if her feet were weirhted with lead, as if her heart) ; had turned to stone in her breast, as she walked slowly into the dining where her aunt’s voice was; raised in staccato greeting of her ii Where was Cherr: headstrong determination to marry a ing her and the fam: Any fool coul would not content hersel love of an old man, no matter how What were they all thinking of to allow her to do it? Faith stood in the doorway for a minute, her somber brown eyes fixed , be so strictly enforced in this house,! when every other landlady in town! upon her mother, séated at the win- tt x dow, her complaining, sighing voice And the first viola-| droning on monotonously of her ail- The girl felt, for a moment, such 8] that she hated her mother—the wo- years had done nothin; dway had retired to the} for her family but rule them wit! ranny of tears and the threat th by heart failure. Then pity for her mother rose up in her throat, and she was ashamed. After all, who could blame her mother for loving erry with an idolatrous worshi sn’t Cherry the spice of her d discontented, sickness-ridden life? “Hello, Faith! Pity you can’t speak to a body!” Aunt Hattie deposited her packages with a bang upon the ig that nice Pruitt fel- will listen to reason. tion punished by a report to the] ments, to learn why the sad-faced ; Young men had failed to return with | the bread platters. “Sh! Carrie,” exclaimed semeone right behind that’ swinging door listening, I'll bet a os e y What _ do I care?” sniffed Caro 1 “Eaversdroppers never hear | good of themselves. The door swung open almost in- ; Stantly, and Lillian Stedway ente: with the bread plate, her usually pal cheeks very red. Caroline nodded “I told you so” to d the bread to Judi Miss Stedway stood at the head ‘Mv mother wishes me hi y,” she announced sulkily, “that | "© must be no noise in the house after seven-thirty on week nights, or eleven on Saturday nights. '- ule will be strictly enforced. | when once the doors have , d at ten-thirty, the; will) not be opened for latecomers. sat down, in the midst of WHAT HAS GONE BEFORE Arriving to teach at Pendleton h Martin is kisa- ion by a gfeen- She makes the acquaintance of Myra Aldrich, a student in love with one Eric Waters who has Judith a student. Judith also meets Dr. Dorn, earnest young astronomy In a tea [shop with Juath, Myra hears that Waters has kiss- hi bet.” She rushes home, followed by. Judith, and has a fit of tears. Learnii coll oe dudith is a teacher, ‘ra goes into a tantrum, ac- ith of deceiving her |work of registration day, the caliber r of classes each was to have away and she talked blithely) to the rather sober-faced pro- fore they reached her street, da little and stam- fou must have thought remiss Romeo the other I've walked the my eyes on the red | dining table. fe | Rbout you givin jlow the gute?” Judith laughed a bantering laugh. stonomy is your only love: jown, he world well lost” for, a comet's there ain't no, fool Hk i i you're waitin’ rned him over to Cherry, Just ‘like youl Hear’ ‘diamand big enough to choke a pig,” Faith, ic gestures to si- when Bob Hathaway comes on the t | lence her aunt, frowning toward her, scene. And Bob is jealous. ing ft catalog that J won't you think you're missing a] This ri she turned abruptly! Moreo from the topic. “Tell:me, what kind been locke of man:is Dean Timothy Brown?” “A very able man,” Dr. Dorn r Eric. igns Horace class, not knowing she in teac! her. They leave the brary’ 1t was just before tworo’clock when mother to indicate that she had not ent’ ie heme caijed Faith from her |yet been told of “Cherry's engage: task of preparing an egg-nog for her t. m a jon’t believe all you hi Hat- i aS ete took her head dole. ica ie been engaged ody, she'd actold her own mothe 4 01 reckon. “Of course she would, Mother,” Faith breathed a quick sigh of relic Faith echoed, dis-| “She's just telephoned me that sh “Why, Cherry, how in the| sending out some wallpaper for the Id you afford to buy even u “ iar there? They’re the swankest | you place in town—" horses!” Cherry laugh- “r ad. lunch. with Mn Cidey Aunt Hattie sniffed disdainfully. to go| mix the and get it on to boil, he insisted| while you peel them walls. But it had it charg-! looks to me like this brown oatmeal y darling? sent enough for anybody.” ler ee, room and dining room. Do how hee wallpaper tie was born terday 2” » “V ste, Al Peerbink ead bound in a towel, her dress almost hidden under a soiled old bungalow apron, Faith was si ing at the living room walls with a Paring knife when the doorbell rang. ithout t_descending from the step- ludder she shouted a “Come In!” ex- ting to see the delivery man from Park and Sons’ Interior Decorating comnany. “You look like the goddess of Pruitt’s poice laugh- ed her from the doorway. eavens, fine ti of day to make a ‘allt Faith ished with annoyance and embarrassment. “We're papering— ruff the ‘best tile paper je bes le r hange in twelve counties,” eorge Pruitt grinned at her. “I papered my studio ip New York, and it was the talk of the town—absolutely! The cubists used to gather there and wrangle over the moti! Where's an apron? You look adorable, darling—positive- ible, dust and all” le helped her descend the ladder, then, without warning, flung his !arms about her and held her hard jand fast against breast. “Faith, honey—oh, Faith! Because she was so grateful for the tiny flicker of a thrill that quiver- ed along her nerves—a—ghost of a thrill that somehow made her deci- sfon to accept him seem a little less wrong—Faith laid an arm around his neck and did flinch when he tilt- ed her face to hi “Faith, there ain’t’ half enough flour—oh, excuse me! Lord! Don’t break the clinch jest because I butted in!” Aunt Hattie chuckled wickedly. “Well, young m rejected suitor, | must | lookin’ pretty chipper! re0n-1¥, I like a chap that won't take no for an answet Fatth withdrew, herself from jeorge’s arms with a slight, embar- rassed laugh, then turned her face away from Aunt Hattie’s.. For Faith knew that there was no glory of love in her own eyes. “I haven't said ‘yes’ yet, Aunt Hat- tie, George’ll run over to the store get some flour, won't you, rge? Oh, that must be the wall- | paper man! You go to the door, Aunt 103 it school and! Hattic. I look a sight.” To herself, hat little Cuttle boy told me that! she as praying a frantic "d° turned him: prayer: “Oh, Lord, J can’ tI say “is, there Show me some other wi ‘young fool, Guess. Cherry, dear Jesus! I ca: for a Rockefeller. (To Be Continued) pile eg ‘The wallpapering is at its height imngiae there's no scholar in the, 1,(0nces and the girls hurried through world; who knows so much about the Rand fall of Rome, rian, he is ver! together on registration day. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY Judith climbed the stairs wearily. | A'box of books from her home had; been delivered that day, and she He ea book about the de- Vent, in search of a Whe of Rome that will put Gib-. the map, He is also inter.’ she,found Lillian Bted ested in those features of modern life which are similar to the dissipa- tion which preceded the fail of the ” said Judith. cialist in’ human degeneracy she loomed brightly up at him—I like Dean Timothy \Her Own Way HOW: ABOUT JERRY? and Eric looked up, just ps there] reached the ‘lad ‘And then, on the darkest day of this darkest] {ll riding regalia and flicking the Judit Will Wit jay sel on the edge of a straight chair I just dropped in a minute,” Mer, nervously, “to tell how glad we are to have you My mother thinks that having a faculty member in the hot help to keep the girls down. They're very hard to manage sometimes.” Judith’s lips wre sat down ‘beside the express box and be- gan to jerk at the nails as th Miss Stedwav were not present Lillian Stedway looked at he: id co basing ga ter- ly, mother s you ful as you can in the ipline,” she said. “You werve more infrac- tions of the rules than we can, from our rooms downstairs. ing them, you can help us a great hedge to} crop. paternally. “Hello,” said Eric, coolly. do I owe your kind felfcita- marry John. It will onl; real joys and how little ‘happines: brother has ever had in hi greatest one has come th: raised) pained ally, you know, that sed Yesterday you spike you ask why I “Ww. a Sig Psi, and to folks had been erased as completely as though the} s ets. Dr. Dorn looked distressed. make snap judgments, Miss Martin. he talked too long ut the ‘meeting yesterday, and sometimes I he is rather harsh in his in- new generation. \ he is a worth: Yhis hands in his pock: “Oh, my error. ju But the embers had not cooled befare Cloquet,| fre ‘arersits thet should” The fact; with an indomitable spirit had started to rebuild.! gratulated. Perhaps I was misled by that we've had prosperity even though prices were | And it rebuilt, starting all new from the ground up,| generally receding is not unusual in our country’s |® model city in clean, sightly brick and stone and him down, and the curses of the rience of 1880 ty 1890 supporting | timber that was and still is one of the beauty spots Phi Delts; as they skulked away in argued that pros- | of the Arrowhead. ce business activity is the salty tears of your rush captain as he pleaded with me not to turn mi will be able to ob: ad you will marry him, | defeat.” Wetherel looked mystified. of that famous wit of yours, I sup- 9 but TN give you's. tiv. T , . ; rothers won't care for those senti- is a bright amiversary of one of the darkest days in| ments.” n |" Eric listened in mock humility, So sorry, old man, rush captain who was to He said the frat would go into a decline and flicker out. if I so much as looked at an; Caroline MeGonigle, as she poured a river of catsup over the wooden |meat loaf, “is why the rules ‘should| sere, “as, silence, Dose, “Your position on the faculty ity. J see now that shouldn't have believed him.” Wetherel turned a cold shoulder and looked under the brim) h’s hat for the first time dfth's room was in other part of the vast hospital w “minutes to think I ing’ trundied up’ in. tho ele- vator and ¢hen thtough anothe: ries of halle, I wanted to ask Joan bout ati fle she hind me talking '¥ I haven’t learned her thaps you'll have better trouble too. Pe by A GIRL of TODAY | ly I thought she bad: not mentioned Judy, don’t say you'll not| Jerry. Had hing happened to befor such! him?. Why had Joan been so reti- ar, how few cent? I wanted Jerry, usual, when I was in trouble. I ited to ask him what to do. I remembered with a ye | little wry simile that J didn’t always He told me this,take his advice, but I always knew morning that you made his visit to’ from his reassuring smile that what the Beaux Arts last night a.dream) 1 “But, Joan, that visit brought him death,” I exclaimed through tears. “Don’t ery, Ju to John looking years of happiness with you. a iy I teful at the entrance of the pie iy, and others who had to are ine to: John, making it im- WOES»... ould ‘not be so wanted from Jer ry. y 1 got. It was not advice but the surety that whatever I would de, no matter how many mistakes I would make, he would stand by. And oh, I wanted somebody to stand by me now. It had been an eventful few months that I had. lived since I had come to Chicago my own say and arly this mo- ment had I realized tt I had not had my own —at least not the selfish way I had wanted for mysclf when I had left my father’s ho Meredith stretched out the narrow white hospital bed. Hi ride were closed and it scemed to me at upon his pale face and lips the smile that presages the peace that passcth all understanding had al- is 4 begun to settle. When his eyes opened, however, and found ine, he became fully alive. His ression changed when he caught a glimpse of .the calvale cade which was bringing me to him, With that weleomi upol : face one Id think he w: even ill. i; TOMO! l—Judy Says Yes. _ ee recovered quickly. It’s Judith Mar-{ . 1 was just astonished to see! years,| Ret with you. Didn't know you knew! Eric smiled loftily and the three) walked on to requires it,’, yo Judith Inid “her hammer ane . is know her name. meagre resources he established the Bismarck Trib-| t versity not as‘ fn ¢ 1 jarri istinct service to historians of the; “Nice you yesterda: old self-assurance.| arty given for wasn't it?” he said.) “Next time I fancy you'll find some! other place except the sacred mounds! to lic and meditate on. hom beter’, ‘4 5 rie shrugged. the days when the Population cf the northern Prairie | traffic el oar silly fetishes, reasone no bette: be found for scholar; They were approaching the Prairie shop, when Wetherel Waters, what itis my home, and in neither teacher nor rtainly not a spy... 1’ ‘ou, but you must count me! disciplinary. by bg 8 “I haven't any Bebponct. te: spoke about think you ought to stand treat on Miss Martin would: like a fudge sundae end 1 could use, a malted milk. But what I want to, know is, did you earn the was the kiss clear profit? seems to’ know was like,” just what the girl! He had slipped bis arm through tly guiding ber! tea shop door. Judith's and was and Eric toward t t she pulled away from him, ” she said, very low. them staring after was still flaming when she saw just ahead of he gray tweeds, beside gaunt lice was about to turn ssiaal o1 seen her ond hu: Sromi the strect lamp fell upon the ‘face of-a.man.standing on the bal- | Seayent peering into the ages “You,” Judith. caught a eee ee, Me nk | © didn’t know it : (Te!