The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, February 23, 1929, Page 10

By RODNEY DUTCHER (NEA Service Writer) Washington, Feb. 23.—The Hon- Frank B. Kellogg will leave the state department in a happy frame of mind. ‘The secretary is satisfied that he has left his name impressed upon international affairs in a quite cred- itable way. All those who come into daily contact with Mr. Kellogg notice & great change in his disposition, a change for the better. Often in the past he has been a very sour man, but now he is full of good cheer and pleasant to all. For, since those unhappy days when Mr. Kellogg was making what are now commonly admitted to have been errors. in our relations with Latin America, through his Nicaraguan and Mexican policies, Mr. Kellogg has given his name to an anti-war treaty which is being signed by 59 nations and which nearly everyone agrees is a fine thing insofar as it goes. Mr. Kellogg, it was long ago re- ported on good authority, intended “to resign a long time ago. But he would not resign under fire. He re- fused bravely enough, to go into his- tory as a mere lame duck appointee who had fozzled things. Some altogether mean persons have asserted that the anti-war treaty was Briand’s idea. But it was Mr. Kel- logg’s baby, even if only by adoption, and how he did cherish and fight for it! Parents are always credited for the upbringing of a child rather than its production. And the other nations of the world have been trying, many of them, to get their signatures on the treaty by March 4 as a graceful little tribute to Mr. Kellogg. On information and belief, your correspondent predicts that Mr. Kel- logg eventually will be found to have been the misguided, nervous victim of American diplomats—stupid, in- competent or worse—who filled him full of non-existent weird “red plots’* which, if the evidence of them had TRIBUNE'S PAGE OF COMIC STRIPS AND FEATURES been anything but false, would have justified completely the policy toward “I'm lost!” the listless girl in the wheelchair said. Then closing her eyes and shaking her head forlornly: “There isn't any Crystal, Tony. I can’t find myself. No, let me tall she insisted, like a forlorn child, as ‘Fony was about to interrupt eagerly. “When I was so ill I didn't know any- thing, my body fought desperately to get well. Just animal instinct for self-preservation. But—when the fight was won, and I was conscious, T hated. my body for not dying. Ha you ever been to hell, Tony?” she broke off suddenly. “Oh, a good piece of the way down,” ‘Tony confessed cheerily. “But some- one always threw me a lifeline, and if you'd let me, I should have—” “I know!” Crystal interrupted, fresh tears from her ‘eyes. “But, Tony, I went all the way down. Down, Gown, down into the very pit of hell. Hell is really self-loathing. Heaven jis being able to look yourself in the glass with—respect. Well, I went Clear to the bottom of hell.” Tony nodded slowly. “So you ‘thought you could destroy your soul by dying, did you, Crystal? That's ; the reason you've let yourself get as thin as Greta Garbo, is it?” “Yes. The sight of food nauseates me, because I know it will keep me alive,” Crystal confessed. «Suddenly Tony laughed. “Well, Crys darling, the joke’s on you, be- ; cause in trying to destroy your soul i you've fed it until it’s the most prom- }inent thing about you.” f Teny sprang. to her feet, ran to the dressing table, snatched up a mirror, augurated March 4, 1897, amid the en- thusiasm of &@ multitude of “full din- ner by 100 survivors of his old ‘labiding by the club's by-laws. “JERRY — WHATEVER, POSSE’ You Yo GAMBLE ¢ . - "TIS, 18 TERRIBLE ! AND THE WEDDING: COMING ON = WHAT SHALL-WE DO ?: .WE EVER How bse Bate "s SAKE VERRY WHAT HAS. A DROP OF 16 POINTS=- _ SOLD OUT MOTHER = WERE RUINED! } COMPLETELY | _. WIPED OUT- “AND IT. WAS : MR. AUSSTINN’S TIPS VK NEVER PLAY “THE MARKET AGAIN - fl Mexico and Nicaragua which brought him so much grief. % * * * One hears on Capitol Hill that the conference committee which consid- ered the proposed $24,000,000 acddi- tional prohibition appropriation had some lurid moments which nearly caused the conference to break up in a fist fight. It appears that Re- publicans and Democrats accused each other of playing politics with the measure. The Republicans said the Demo- crats were trying to embarrass Hoover and square themselves with the anti- Smith element in the south and the Democrats insisted that it was time to call the bluff of a bunch of poli- ticians in power who were pretending an attempt to enforce the law. Extraordinarily warm words are said to have passed between Senator Carter Glass, the peppery Virginian, and Congressman Louis C. Crampton of Michigan, the ultra-dry Republi- can, who opposed the appropriation. One of the house conferees threat- ened to resign as a conferee, where- upon a Senate conferee is said to have shouted: “Yes, you, and tell them next time to send a gentleman in here.” SINCE FRECKLES CANT Go BACK TO SCHOOL YET,ON ACCOUNT OF BEING IN TKE HOSPITAL SO LONG, MEBBE KE'D BE ONLY TO GLAD 70 HELP ME OUT WITH AXY HOME WoRK — % HES SMARTER TAN Any ID IN NY class / é WELL START AOW = HERES ONE IAT T HAG GEEZ MOvEUT IT CAME FROM THE GRoceRy / * oe x No one regretted the row in the ranks of the Ladies of the Senate Club more than tenderhearted Mrs. Calvin Coolidge, who privately ex- pressed a deep sorrow over the heart- aches which she believed it had caused. ‘The question at issue was whether the club's next president should or should not be Mrs. Edward E. Gann, sister and official hostess of Vice President-elect Charles Curtis. Mrs. Gann was turned down in favor of Mrs. George H. Moses, wife of the senate’s president pro tem, but there is still enough bitterness about it to suggest an interesting situation within the club during the Hoover admin- istration. Some members explain that the decision was simply a matter of THASS ANFUL NICE OF You, FRECKLES"! T WEAR A NOISE IN THE KITCHEN AND WHEN I OPEN THE DOOR SOMETHING - I DON'T KNOW WHAT. RUSHES BY MES SAME ONE THAT TAGGED” =~ ME - HOME: LAST week! WHEW! fT GAVE. ME AScaRe I! , 1S RUNNING AMUCK AGAIN. TWS WOUSE HAUNTED ? YOu MUST BE HEXED —- held it before the sick girl's puzzled eyes, “Look at her, as if you'd never seen this girl before!” Tony commanded. “You're like a lovely portrait that has been discovered under a blur. Look at your skin! New and clear and soft as satin. Like the petals of a Weg alge rose. Not a freckle on it!” Crystal raised a trembling hand and touched her cheeks woncevingly. then her great hazel eyes widened upon Tony's in a piteous appeal. “Your eyes, too!” Tony cried, her voice throbbing with the joy of her discovery. ‘Wide and clear and inno- cent. Eyes like a child’s—a child who has brought wisdom over from another life, but who hasn't yet learned the meaning of sin. Dear eyes!” and gay, casual Tony did a surprising thing then: she bent over and kissed very softly, the “new” eyes she had discovered. “You're a new Crystal,” she added, smiling bril- lantly through her tears. “You've been born again Crys darling, without even suspecting it. And what a beau- tiful new baby you are!” she exulted. “I'm dying to show you off—” | SALESMAN SAM Outeuessl -_— a essing Him gu ig : aGs By Small / EVERT THING CVE DONE SO FAR HAS BEEN aes WuNcH) ‘ Cause 1 Just Had a R= WELL TW 805s (S 3 SHAT Tar’ Wier 4a Were OT ME. OH, WELL: erust CONN 4 “Beautiful?” Crystal repeated, slowly, wonderingly. ‘“Don't—tease me, Tony. I—couldn’t stand it—’ “Not another tear!” Tony com- manded briskly. “You just wait till T've had a chance to show what a swell barber I am, young woman!” NEXT: Tony exacts a promise. - (Copyright, 1929, NEA Service, Inc.) President's mother, 84 years old, wit- nessed the ceremony, another son, Abner, remarking to her, “ this is better than a r were curtailed by the chronic illness of Mrs. McKinley, who loved children, flowers, and a qui:t life. The - devotion to invalid wife is was the ing couples out lights. as it