The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, March 8, 1929, Page 16

eerserae Sn ae noone (NEA Service Writer) Washington, March 8—The Hon. John Garibaldi Sargent unquestion- ably has derived a ceal of quiet sat- isfaction over the difficulty Mr. Hoover had in finding the right kind of a man to succeed him as attorney general. . Derned if it didn’t put kind of a crimp in those critters that have been allowin’ all along that finding ® successor would be just about the easiest of all chores and that the old Department. of Justice would get along in exactly the same way if he were to have no successor at all. Yessir, it does kind of give a feller a thrill to resume his position as lead- ing lawyer in Ludlow, Vermont, after seeing the new president having such a heck of a time filling his boots! Sargent will be very happy to get back among his native Green Moun- tains. His yearning for them these last few years has been just as sin- cere as could be. His announced re- action to his job here is that it was @ great experience—kind of broadens a feller—and that he enjoyed it. But he 4s now assuredly the most content of the retired cabinet members. * * * In recent times, at least, there has been no other cabinet member just like Sargent. He leaves friends here; not many admirers, it is true, but no enemies. His main job, in his mind, was to do what his friend Calvin wanted him to do. Inasmuch as Calvin seldom had any instructions, he did very little. He will be remembered here as the cabinet member who never ap- peared to know what it was all about, and who, furthermore, didn’t care. In that respect he left the Justice department the same Sargent, now 68 years old. These Vermonters get sot in their ways much younger than that. And it is somewhat to Sar- gent’s credit that he never professed to know what it was all about when he didn't. His official conduct seemed to ve keyed along the lines of a pub- lic address in which he once said: “In 150 years we have all traveled far, very far; and if it is excusable to make use of the substance of a somewhat slangy phrase, we do not ‘yet know just where we are going. I Bay we do not know where we are going and I say it again, because I wish you to take note of the asser- tion; ask yourselves if you can say to the contrary, and if you feel sure about it each tell yourself the answer.” * * * THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE By RODNEY DUTCHER {Sargent had written them himself. He was not averse to speechmaking, but he appeared to have a perfect horror of ever telling newspapermen any- thing. ‘That was all right with the newspapermen, but the old gentle- man also clamped down a mantle of secrecy over his entire department. Often he varied his customary simple answers of “I don't know” and “I can't di; saying “Colonel Donovan has che wouldn't let Donovan, who wa: garded as the real attorney general, open his mouth. And thus department worked in lute secrecy; it seemed regarded corresponder s more dan- gerous than the nation’ iminals. It is rather a quaint fact that Sar- gent apparently never jew much more than he told the press. When a senate cominittee asked him about the so-called aluminum trust it ap- abso- rgent the inquiry until six or eight months after taking office, even though the company had been accused of anti- trust violations by both his predeces- sor and the Federal Trade Commis- sion. He learned about it first when some newspapermen happened to ask him about it. The other time Sargent came into the limelight was when he admitted to senators that he had stopped pro- ceedings against Indian Commissioner Burke at the request of Secre of Interior Work. John Garibaldi was up in the Green Mountains and couldn't very well investigate, but he promptly telephoned to Washington the desired orders. * OK There is so much size to Sargent that he was called “Jumbo” at college. Strangely enough, he is as impress in appearance as yone in Washing- ton. He was a successful lawyer in Vermont and a severe prosecutor of law violators while attorney general of that state. In Washington he has consistently turned down requests for pardons and paroles unless they were supported by his friend Calvin, as few were. When he came here, after Calvin had appointed him apparent pique following the senate's refusal to con- firm Charles Beecher Warren for the attorney generalship, Sargent wore lemon colored shoes and other strange apparel and carried pped-up rub- bers, his Bible and mbrella under his arm. He goes back to Ludlow a comparatively snappy dresser. But he said then that he felt “like a cat in a strange garret” and it seems likely that he never quite got Few of his speeches were quite good enough to dissolve the suspicion that over the feeling. But he acted ac- cording to his lights. As Faith moved about, mechanical- ly emptying ashtrays, rearranging chairs, straightening rugs, removing the refreshment trays, her tired mind became a mill-race over which big ore Bane Aus! t had happened to way? Had all the others i¢ had—that they had never rl before? And would her loving kindness toward seen th —Faith's. and little, wise and foolish thoughts | Crystal wither up now that the girl tumbled helter-skelter. Cherry had looked enchanting in that chartreuse dress. Nils must be very prosperous to give Cherry 50 ‘many beautiful things, and Rhoda ‘was always well-dressed, too, looking like a modern Norse goddess with the China-blue eyes of a child. Who would buy such clothes for Cherry if she really left Nils? A nick in this Sevres cup. She'd have to speak to Beulah about it. And then Beulah ‘would go around for two days or more all swollen up, looking like a black balloon ready to burst. A balloon! She'd meant to get three or four brightly colored balloons to tie to Robin’s crib and perambulator. Robin wasn’t ten months old yet... . How ce he was about Bob! Did he love his father more than his mother? yy again. Faith wearily pushed down the unworthy emotion, but-not the train of thoughts it brought to the surface of her mind. She'd always been jealous-natured, as her mother had called it. Jealous of her mother’s greater love for Cherry, of Cherry's beauty and irre- aistible physical appeal. Even a little Jealous tonight of Crystal's unex- ected debut as a beauty. Jealous of George Pruitt’s sudden interest in the would not be so in need of kindness? “Oh, we're all selfish, in our dif- ferent ways,” Faith accused herself with the honesty of utter weariness. “Everyone thinks I'm so much more unselfish than Cherry, and I'm pleased when I hear people refer to us as ‘saint and sinner.’ My very good- ness is selfish. I'm good because it gives me a_ selfish pleasure to be good. Is anyone ever good for any other reason, really? Is there any such thing as unselfish, absolute goodness? Would any of us be ‘good’ if there was no one to praise us? Cherry is wicked sometimes because she enjoys being wicked—adores ex- citement. Being good isn’t excit- Wg.5 3” Suddenly Faith's bitterly honest thoughts were cloven sharply by the vsound of swift feet running across the little front porch, Cherry! Know- ing that the front door into the liv- ing room was not locked, Faith waited for her sister to burst into the room, bringing storm and strife, shrill words and tears. Unconsciously, she squared her shoulders to accept what- ever shock Cherry might bring. NEXT: Uninvited guests. (Copyright, 1929, NEA Service, Inc.) IN NEW YORK | o———___—_——* New York, Feb. 8—They sat just two rows ahead of me in a theatre that faces upon papery a few beyond the y are Se ee calling “the crossroads of the ” knowledge of the nature of the re- gions into which his ship was headed and so he was trapped in the ice north of Siberia, and there held fast. There is no more inspiring story of epic struggle than De Long's. He taught his crew and himself a new mode of survival—and made it work for a time. In the end, there was nothing to do but leave his ship to crack up in the icc and try to get away in small boats. Somewhere in » | Siberia, De Long dicd with members of his party—the victims of starvation. 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