The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, March 16, 1927, Page 4

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LOGAN PAYNE COMPANY ° Go DETROIT | Kresge Bldg. | PAYNE, BURNS & SMITH | NEW YORK - : Fifth Ave. Bldg. | ——$—$—<$—————————————— (Official City, State and County Newspaper) | Sunrise in the City Tilting at old, well-established traditions is a/ risky business. Yet today we feel impelled to break | a lance with the time-honored saw which has it that! nature is more easily to be enjoyed in the country thin in the city. | To be sure, the city parks and lawns can never | compete with the rolling fields and wooded uplands | of the countryside. Nor can the city offer anything | like the broad rivers and quiet pools of the open! spaces, when the wind is whipping up little ripples | in the water and the sun is high overhead. - But early in the morning the city can meet the | country on an even basi: | Morning in the country is a time of delight. the city it is a time of transfiguration, i This is best observed by the fortunate man whose | journey to his place of work takes him due west, so that the sun rises behind him. This man, if he has eyes, sees his familiar city in| a new light. | In Bef him stretches the street, cutting a geo-| metric line through the buildings on either hand. | The buildings in the foreground are of medium | height, with the piled terraces of the downtown of- fice buildings and department stores rising behind them, step after step. The morning light brightens them strangely, magnifying their height, so that the farthest seem to stretch upward unbelievably. The air is clear and fresh. Streets, sidewalks and buildings—all somehow look cleaner than usual, as | if the night had in some way taken away the city’s grime and soot and refurbished them so that they might greet the sunrise properly. The city-bound worker suddenly discovers that the city which rises before him is not the city he knows. It has changed, grown more spacious and airy, un- uergone some strange kind of purification. The windows in the tops of the most distant buildings catch the sunlight and greet the dawn with myriad sparkles of reflected radiance, shining like beacon lights over the narrow streets below. For the moment reality is gone. The downtown district, so noisy and unromantic by day, is trans- figured and turned to a gleaming mirage from be- yond the horizon. Its prosaic skyscrapers become turrets and dazzling towers, built for beauty and not for profit. This lasts but for a few minutes. Presently the sun is higher, and the colors of dawn lapse into the ordinary lights and shadows of day. But the vision has been there, and it will come again, re- minding the earth-bound toiler what fair cities they some day will build, when the dawn reaches their hearts. i Relief For Taxpayers Governor Sorlie’s veto will save the taxpayers of the state from some of the extravagance of the last legislative session. It is a hard matter to trim an appropriation measure, but Governor Sorlie did “ot allow any resentment which he may have had toward some members of the Cass county delega- tion to cripple the Agricultural College, although he would have been justified in using the pruning knife more lavishly. It is high time that the voters of Cass county “benched some of their narrow politicians and sent } to Bismarck men with greater vision and fitted ., and entered at the postoffice at | * id Publisher | 7.20, goo legislative standpoint. tches | jis pa-| per, and also the local news of spontaneous origin | D they usually cannot stave off a vote if the majority | desire it. Sooner or later, and usually sooner, the | clerk starts calling the roll, It is otherwise in the senate. A man may be in a minority of one; he still can |do battle single-handed against his 95 colleagues and prevent them from voting for days. If he has ree or four sympathizers whose constitutions, voices and lungs are in good shape he can ever win his fight—as the closing days of the sixty-ninth congress abundantly testified. That may or may not be very bad business from a The question has heen) argued very heatedly, and will be argued heatedly in the future. But it does provide a good show. Further, it gives each senator a chance to make a name for himself. In the house a man is lost. He rises to eminence only by dint of perseverance and long servi But in the senate, be he never so unknown a fledgling, he can get on the front pages of every paper in the country by the simple expedient of conducting a lone fight against united opposition, All of this makes for drama, The recent batt!e between the Senators Reed is a case in point. It disrupted business und caused much grief, doubtless; but it did provide a spectacle, It was thrilling. It kept the galleries crowded late into the night. Jt made excellent reading. So we doubt that the senate will ever amend its rules to do away with the possibility of filibustering. Te makes too good a show. And the know it. senators England Needn’t Sneer The barbers, it is announced, will seck hereafter to be known as “chirotonsors” instead of as barbers, The new name lends class, it seems and elevates the prof n no end. | We're willing, if the rest are. And somehow we ‘don't quite care for the supercilious sneers that certain English writers have made at the American habit of adopting high-sounding titles for very common trades, | For at least we in America don’t confer knight- ; hood on soap manufacturers and tea merchants and | stock brokers. And that, dear reader, is an old| established custom in dignified England, | Closing of several Florida banks indicates that | some of the water is being squeezed out of land; values. Not all the frozen assets are in North’ Dakota. [Editorial Comment __| Not Downhearted (St. Paul Dispatch) The North Dakota legislature, which adjourned under constitutional limitation, Friday, made rather fitting answer, and one quite characteristical'y | western, to the filibuster in the United States sen- ate that killed the financing of ‘the feed and seed | Joan bill. | By an act, now before the governor for signature, the legislature has granted to the counties of the | state the right to issue feed and seed loan bonds, the proceeds to be used to aid those farmers who were wiped out by the drought last year. Thus, North Dakota says to the United States senate: “If you will not help us, we will help ourselves.” That is the right spirit. It is the spirit that made a garden out of a bleak, wind-swept plain. Are these Flickertail farmers to be blocked by a patch of drought, or downhearted because congress lost hold of its steering witeel and ran into a telephone pole? Not if they know themselves—and they know, A Need for Animus (Minneapolis Tribune) The war against the corn borer, which will be prosecuted with new energy now that the $10,000,000 fund for its eradication is a reality, is one which calls for intense animus on the part of all those concerned. For the farmer who has seen his crop ravaged by the pest, such animus is not ony natural but commendably fervid; the problem ahead, of course, is to arouse the agriculturists of the regions as yet unscathed to a point of bellicosity which will assure a united front in any campaign undertaken by the state and federal governments. Minnesota and the northwest have luckily been free of the corn borer’s blight, yet anyone who cares | to face realities must admit that only the most | put it in the THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE Go West, Young Man, Go West EZ = LZ—= ¥: Saint a Faith had been hoping aj hope that the nurse would not mit her to see her brother- but that white-clad young — 7 welcomed her eagerly. “I'm so glad you've come. He's been begging me to phone. for you, Miss Lane. But you won't stay jong five minutes, ik, you know.’ Faith, Chris,” Faith ver the long, still n the high, narrow, white bed. h Didn’t Cherry come?” can't come, you ‘with told him gently. she's in jail, Don't you ber?” said remem he said vaguely, i send me a message? I've written to her every day and she won't answer my lette Does’ she wet them?” 4 “I don't know, Chris. Probably the warden has been instructed not to let her communicate with you. How do you feel, Chr “Terrible,” he moane head restlessly. “Did Cherry me a message?” Faith weakened suddenly, betrayed her sister for the first tim “SI wrote yo letter, Chri: ed i when sl rs about your illne: sively she drewsCherry’ love letter out of her weakly Sh ad in the .” Impul- scribbled handbag and outstretched hand, “I can't see to read it,” he groan- ed, as his hand dropped limply back to the crinkled white counterpane. “Read it to me, Faith.” Faith conquered her aversion for the man who had brought all this trouble upon her beloved little sister, and, in a monotonous ‘voice, rend what Cherry had written—-not “for Chris’ eyes but for the press: “Chris, my darling husband: My heart is too full to write much, dear- est, but I want you to knew that I would be at your bedside night and day if it were possible, I had counted so much on your sitting beside me during the trial, giving me the sup- nort of your love and_ tenderness. But my innocence shall bring me through this terrible ordeal, and, thank God you will escape it. For I shall be cleared and you will never be brought to trial. Be of good courage, my beloved, and get well as perhaps? He's very | weakly. | 3 moving his} i! send} § he | Cherry can Sinner? 1927 & NEA SERVICE, INC. ickly as possible, so that when it be together again. J. Your devot- e Wiley.” brightened, the ched with a She-—she wrote you're not fool- ife The dull black ey | mustached mouth | tremulous smile. that, Faith? You're ing me? Let me have 1 want to feel 1 want to kiss Faith did not answer, but she slip- ped the scribbled message into the white-fingered hand that trembled for it. “y | Wiley Fa I thought she hated me,” Chris said in a low voice. h bit her lips to keep back the e docs! She does hate What did you do to Cherry, a * She was glad when a rustle of starched garments told her that the nurse had entered the room. Bend- ing over her brother-in-law, she laid her cold lips upon his cheek, then, withott a word, she almost ran out. b, who was waiting for ‘her in his car before the hospital door, gasped, in a sob, “What is the er with me, Bob? Why can’t I hate people attedly like a fool? I'm Oh, the jworld is a t place to live in, | Bob! It would be better for all of us if we ‘had neyer been born!” “Not hetter for me,” Bob told her gently. “For you see, dear, in spite of all this hell we're going through now, I'm glad I'm alive, for I love tyou and you love me.” : TOMORROW: — Churchill Cherry ate elated over the which is finally chosen, (Copyrigh NEA Service, Inc.) —— and jury THE NEWS HAS WIT While the Texas legislature is fadopting the mocking bird as the of- ficial state warbler (shades of Crockett!’ Chicago is deciding tayhuy an armored car in which to erinie. Sufficient for the wit day is the news thereof. ... Kansas retains her chivalrous glory when the supreme court decides that a man should not beat a woman even if she ig trying to take his seat in a street [car.... Mr. Ruth is paid $70,000 a year, while Mr. Coolidge gets slightly more, $75,000. But then Mr. Cool- idge puts in’ a longer season, you know... . Mr. Coolidge, by the way, is seeking a cool place in the west for his vacation. All he has to do is knock at any farmhouse door. For the next perfect figure contest we nominate Andy Mellon. He pays off 4 3-4 per cent loans with 3 1-4 per cent notes, Now that a whist club ix suing a bridge author, charging he stole their rules, we're going out and buy a rub- ber ball and some: jacks. Another of tho#é' headlines never see: Tennesseeans Darrow for President. you Propose The dollar is worth 60 cents com- pared to its 1914 value, says a statis- tician. So Chaplin can save $400,000 if he pays Lita promptly. The United States will have 40,- 000,000 autos by 1940;-an engineer estimates. Ther we who aire left will stay indoors. (Copyright, 1927, NEA Service, Inc.) \paae If the red slayer think he slay Or if the slain think he is slain, They know not wall the subtle way: I kee» and pass, and turn again, Far or forgot to me is near; Shadow and sunlight are the same: ;The vanished gods to me appear; And one to me are shame and fame. They reckon ill who leave me out; When me they fly, I am the wings; T am the doubter and the doubt, And I the hymn the Brahmin sings. The strong gods pine for my abode, And pine in vain the sacred Seven; But thou, meek lover of the good! Find me, and turn thy back on heaven. —Ralph Waldo Emerson: “Brahma.” , ae 2 ee | ATHOUGHT | For I am fearfully and wonderfully made.—Psalm exxxix:14, We are the miracle of miracles, the great inscrutable mystery of God.-- Copyright, 1925, by Margaret Turmbull. ‘WNU Service THE STORY CHAPTER — L-~ strange he he introduces as his nephew, arter, Claude Melnotte Dabbs s from New York to his gen- eral grocery at Peace Valley, Pa. To “Aunt Liddy,” his housekeeper, he explains that Carter is a chance acquaintance, veteran of the World| war, whom he had ‘met and taken a liking to. i] CHAPTER TT. Lyddy he’ has ‘arter tells Aunt) broken s resentment of their ultra} ie tendencies, With Dabbs Ned joper Hollow, abiding place collection of good-natured sf” according to the grocer. They almost ran over a dog be-j longing to a girl whom Carter ap- parently recognizes. Ned delivers & grocery order and in his abs the girl, Dorothy Selden, reveals that she knows him be Ned Carter Rangele Loren| Rangeley, New CHAPTER III, — Next day Ned| commenecs work. a» a “grocer’s| boy. At a residence, the “White| House,” he delivers an order marked “Johnston.” There he meets a girl who tells him she and her mother | are alone in the house, the servants | haviny t them because of the| “loneliness.” He promises to try to} procure household help. Arrange- | ment is made for a cook to go to the Johnstons’, to It was then that Dorothy Selden, | a ilttle piqued because she had no one to play with for the time be- ing. saw them. Dorothy recognized Mary. She had stopped at the Mannhetm place, yesterday, and | been introduced. Of cou Mi {Johnston might have kn in the « i) not think so. Moreover, Mixs Johns- ton was ridfg in the rear of the car, like a: paswenger. What a | splendid idea!, If the er hired | out his car, Dorothy ald engage | | it. She would pretend. h vn hand | broken down, and rag Ned to her heart's content, This thought put her In such ex- cellent humor that she deter to call on daughter Mary had been gone about fi minutes when Mrs. Johnston awoke | and read tht note. She yawned, rose, put on a most becoming house BONG, Me WERE TARE LO INE te telephone fixedly. She placed her hand on the receiver, drew back, pulled a letter out of the desk drawer und read it. frowning. It was a short, businessiike let. ter, stating that the directors of certain company had decided to pass over the half-yearly dividend on the preferred and common ; Stock, owing to adverse financial conditions.. It seemed all very sim- ple and plausible as they worded ft, but it puckered the beautiful Mrs. Johnston's brows. She drew the telephone nearer and called a New York number. It was the bank president who ap- awered. Her pleasantly worded sentence was as pleasantly but decidedly answered. After that the president evidently sought for. further con- versation with Mra. Johnston, who murmured that of course they would love to see him, any Friday to Monday. If he would telephone, his train would be met. When she rang off, Mrs. Johns- ton sprang to her feet and begun walking up and down, thinking. Dorothy came up. the driveway. With her hand on the bell. Miss Selden paused. What, exactly, was she gaing to do.in this house? Dor- othy decided that .{t would depend on Mrs, Johnston. There was something about a first glimpse of Mrs. Johnston that took one’s breath away. She looked , bors, who's who, and Ju: "There's only one. A man calle Dabbs. He's quite all right, I think, | fa his place—as a grocer!” Y | Again, if Dorothy had been ale: she might have seen an odd flickely | of the eyelids, a little quirk at the’ jend of the pleasant mouth which asked gently ‘hen what is ft, | Miss Selden, that ts objectionable about him? There's something, I'm sure.” ow Dal His uephew.” Dorothy's mind {was made up. She would block Ned's game In this house. Mrs. Juhnston was relieved, Her lazy eyes bored through Dorothy's silly young girl armor. “The neph- e But where does he come in?” “Well,” hesitated Dorothy. Then ‘an inspiration came to her. She j Would hot tell Mrs, Johnston whe | Ned That would be playing Ned's game. Any ambitious moth- {er would try to capture the son, in favot or out, of Loren Rangeley. “Well, Inatter of fact, 1 kuow something the rest o) the commu- nity does uot. The uame he gues with his! family and his sweetheart because | | “The Name He Goes Under Here ‘Was Not His Name in New York.” under here was not his name in New York. He 1s—well, under a cloud. I don't want to do the poor ‘fellow harm, you know, but only to warn you "And now your rather disagreeable duty, tell me all about pleasant neigh- what this? ‘community’ stands. for. Dorothy immediately forgot erything and launched into an ant- ated and whole-souled descri jon of the “community,” Its alms and aspirations, Mrs. Johnston Hstened bewutl- fully. roughout the remainder of th I e appeared so futer- ested In everything Dorothy had to ay that it would have been ditt- ult for Dorothy to believe the question uppermost in Mra. Johna- | tou's tind wai Why doves the ttle blonde cat take all this trouble to run down a grocer’s boy?” (TO BE CONTINURD,) He entered in the maratha And when they fired the gun He oulled right out again, ‘cause he Was too blamed scared to run. WHO WOULDN'T HAVE? Because he had crawled out on thin ice and rescued a playmate who had fallen through, little Willie was the center of an admiring group. “Tell _us, my boy,” said a dear old lady, “how you were brave enough isk your life to save a friend.” “I had to,” was the breathless an- awer. “He had my skates on.”—Tit- ts. MAKES to Carlyle. like a goddess come to earth, but better to cooperate in the passage of constructive | Stubborn resistance, individually and collectively, | legislation. Several of Governor Sorlie’s recom- mendations were for the direct benefit of agricul- ture which the A. C. loeated at Fargo is supposed to foster and promote. Instead, L. L. Twiche'l, | bellwether of the Cass county delegation, developed a hostility to Governor Sorlie which blinded him to | much meritorious legislation just because the ad- | ministration happened to propose it. | In his veto of the A. C. budget items, Governor | Sorlie made a very significant reference to the ex- | istence of the state budget board. If the expense | of drafting a budget is to be met each biennium, the | legislature should keep within the limits of such a | budget adjusting such items as is deemed-wise, The | budget board knows just what the income is to be | -and.their suggestions should have more weight with | the legislature if there is to be systematic expen- | diture of the public dollar. Governor Sorlie is | absolutely sound in his reference to the budget board | functions. If the board’s recommendations are to | be ignored, abolish it and save the administrative | : Drama in the Senate As a body of lawmakers, the revered senate of our noble land may now and then lay itself open to criticism; as a spectacle it often rises to heights of | true greatness. In this respect, indeed, the senate far outstrips the house of representatives. ‘To be sure, when the members of the house take to using their fists and feet on one another, and ‘enliven the dull monotony of parliamentary dis- course with the festive frolies of the prize ring, they pd the jaded spectator a thrill for his money. at after all, is an unofficial activity. In the day’s routine the house cannot hold a candle senate. er, for example, the matter of the fili- to the |ean now stem the tide of invasion. \lected area, a blight which is being diligently and \conscientiously fought on al] sides. Any campaign, It is just a decade since the first corn borer was discovered in | Massachusettes. In 10 years the pest had spread | with baffling consistency to large areas in the east, and has crept steadily westward towards the great corn-growing states. Like some hardy pioneer, the | borer is extending its frontier Pacificward, and no} miracle, save that of desperate and unified effort, seems likely to halt its progress. ' The warfare against the corn borer will not be | easily nor pleasantly consummated, but it will be | half won, once the menace is fairly acknowledged | and appreciated. Extensive federal aid, now assured | by the action of congress and the president, is imperative, but federal aid, if accepted in a spirit of satisfaction by the endangered states, will prove a feeble reinforcement in the battle which impends. | The corn borer is as insidious a foe as it is destruc- | tive, and it is as prolific as it is insidious. The cater- | pillar may lurk for the winter in a cornstalk, a corncob or a weed stem, spin its cocoon in the| spring, and so perpetuate, from an isolated or neg- therefore, must necessitate effort of an extremely localized character. It must entail a thorough clean- up of every suspected cornfield, the burning of cobs | and stalks and other vegetation which might harbor the borer, and eternal vigilance on the part of those who have their own interests, as well as those of the community, at ‘heart. Farmers of the northwest ‘would do well to cul- tivate an extreme abhorrence of the corn borer in advance of its coming. They would do well to visualize this insect as a marauder, a destroyer, and @ thief. Then when its threat becomes an actuality, they may vent their accumulated spleen with a vigor and enthusiasm which will provide the impetus to vietory. To lean too greatly on federal initiative, or to wait complacently for the development of a parhsite which will exterminate the borer, would be sheer madness when the corn crop of a nation, with but | all the agricultural wealth it represents, is at stake. OUR BOARDING HOUSE y ~~ DiS Io No' SPACE RIGHTCHERE, CAPIN tue UPPER GEBEN,~ CAW Fo! UNNERN- FO! weer. el ~~ SING IT RIGHTCHERE ON No! TicKET,~ L MEAN @Ho' NUFF ~ NO FOOLIN’ fs FAG HEAD DRAWING uP wrt A THAT SECRETARY OF 1o Pus UME wwe DISTINCTLIN-% GET ME A AN ‘UPPER BERTH 2 Hiw WHAT A NETTLE- MINEY ToLD HIM ROOM, EGADI OH WELL, ~ ONE MUST PLT, DISCOMFORTURE BOW AND “THEN, ~ Yes. —~ HAR-RR-UME } piste ihe, HEY !- Put On TH’ AIR= BRAKES opt THERE b= WHERE DUH THINK, Nou ARE, | ~ATA BARN 3 DANCE 2s, yy \& AL oN OLD. HOOPLE, “OIL -—s 16 on second look, she smiled, she was very human, indeed, rothy was at first a little dazzled and awed. When Mrs. Johnston saw it was a girl, and probably some one who wanted to make friends with Mary, she became so friendly that Doro- thy followed her into the library, completely. under the womai spell. “So sorry, Miss Selden,” the smooth voice was sayizg, “that my daughter is out, and out buying groceries, too. I've telephoned for servants, and the agency )romises them down here tomorro ¢, but now we're quite on. our own, Isn't It a nuisance?” | “Come. home with me,” urged | Dorothy impulsively. “Mrs, Mann- heim will be delighted to put, you up until you get help.” f “That’s wonderfully sweet of you, but I’ve no intemftion of mak- Ing my entrance on the scene in | the role of a food pest. Mary and T get along splendidly by ourselves, and today we have Mrs.—Mrs. Pulsifer with us.” “Oh! You have one of them in the house!” Pei ak questioned Mrs. Jolns- vane, Peace Valleyers. Oh, they’re ‘noted for their houesty. Wouldn't pg a thing. But men- them so unrespon- “Dear me! They seem nice, -well- meaning, honest people. My daugh- ter 1s enthusiastic about them. Finds them wonderfully kind and helptul—especially the grocer.” 1f Dorothy Selden bad uot been thinking so hard about the impres- sion she. was making on Mrs, Johns- ponpiknsd might bave noticed that leepy brown eyes were keen. Mrs; Johnston intended to find out something when she put the , barently finotent question: ‘oat 76 Pounda, Miss 0. Te 4 Petersen Fado PE ee caked ges