The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, March 20, 1929, Page 10

a WEDNESDAY, MARCH 20, 1929 a A aa | THE GUMPS—NO WEDDING BELLS FOR HER { WASHINGTON \ LETTE ———— By RODNEY DUTCHER (NEA Service Writer) Zs ‘tay could help it. The strain of approach- ing war produced two who preferred $' WHY A VEIL. TIED AN OAR = “GUNNY SACK: OVER THEIR ON FORA MAN = WOULDN'T } LOOK NICE We vents ee ND THAT WENT WE BEEN WAITING Yo GET OVER | AERE TO GOLDS FOR A WEEK = 1 JUST WANT QNE PEEK AT THAT TROUSSEAU = Washington, March 20—Most of the new cabinet members, and pos- sibly all of them, are able and com- petent men. That probably is the best that can be said of them as a group as they begin their new careers. The fact that there is no brilliant, inspirational leader of men among them probably is not important, be- cause Herbert Hoover himself will provide the leadership. One or two may attain great add- ed prestige during their cabinet service and one or two may fall by the wayside, but there is no general howl against any one of them and most of the noise made has actually been directed at Mellon, who is now serving happily—or contentedly, at least—under his third white house | b Doss. The Hoover cabinet is an easy cab- inet to fire whenever Hoover gets tired of it. It has no member, ex- cept perhaps Mellon, whose dismis- sal would bring any anguished yelps from over a wide area. A row with and the subsequent dismissal of any really big men—Borah, Hughes or Dwight Morrow, for example—would be fairly certain to react against a President. But not one of the new! members has any influential group of admirers outside his own state. It's up to them to please the boss and do as he says. * ee Somehow one is reminded of the Wilson cabinet, nearly all of whose members were subsequently known to fame because of their association with Wilson. Wilson never had any doubt that he was going to dominate that cabinet and chose no one whom he ‘wasn’t sure would obey orders—if he j to disr to resign rather than to serve, Bryan and Garrison, and even at the end Wilson was firing Lansing for what he considered insubordination. Hoover seems unlikely to have any trouble with balky cabinet members, although there are some who profess to believe that he will have trouble in ever separating Mellon from the treasury, he is said to desire to separate him in a year or so. The critics of the new president contend that he would have had a stronger cabinet if he had been wble rd the recommendations and objections of others. But there are certainly two ways of looking at that. diplot He wasn't afraid to name Willia D. Mitchell as attorney general be- cause of Mitchell's comparative ob- rity. He dared criticism of James ood and Walter F. Brown as secre- tary of war and postmaster general who owed any prestige they might have to Hoover himself. And he knew that there would be ill fecling and probably misinterpretation of motive when he denied Wild Bill Donovan his ambition to become at- torney general. And so on. Probably it takes cot president to name any cabinet The notable thing about this istration, speaking of cabinet responsibility will be centered and kept in the white house and that the fact that Hoover is the one and only main show in the executive branch of the government will always be recognized by the people. “I wonder what Nils wants with me,” Crystal pretended surprise. She spoke into the mouthpiece: “This is Crystal, Nils. Did you want to speak to me?” She listened, a smile break- ing over her face. “Oh, that’s dear of you, Nils! I didn't know whether you really meant it last night or not. Thanks awfully! Oh, Nils! You are a darling! I'll telephone Tony as soon as I hang up. Oh, that will be all right! Of course you mustn't stop your work to drive in for us. Tony will drive us both out, and if for any rea- son she can’t go, I'm sure Faith will be glad to drive me. . . . Thanks again, Nils. I'm so glad you and Rhoda want us. ... Goodbye!” She hung up the receiver and faced her audience of two with shining cyes and flushed cheeks. “Nils wants Tony and me to come out to the farm for as long as we can stay, to keep Rhoda company. Isn't it thoughtful begged . . . “Oh, hello! I want to speak to Tony, please! No, Anna- belle, I'm not a reporter! This is Crystal Hathaway.” When Faith entered Cherry's room, her sister whirled from her open closet door as if she had been caught in a crime. “Well? Came to laugh at me, did you? I believe you cooked up this ridiculous scheme yourself, Faith Lane Hathaway!” “What scheme?” Faith asked coolly, reasonably. “I had no more idea that Nils was going to call Crystal than you had, Cherry. Surely Nils has a right to invite a couple of girls out for a house party to keep hi and himself—from be: lonely. A farm in November- “Shut up!” Cherry shrilled, batting furiously at the tears which were spilling down her apricot-tinted cheeks. The wild disorder of her cop- per-and-gold curls gave mute evi- dence that she had been tearing at i of him? You won't mind if I go,|them with frenzied fingers. A star- ia Faith?” tled whimper from the bed made her i Faith's “Of course not, darling!” | whirl from her sister to her awaken- a was cut across by Cherry's gasps of | ing child. Melodramatically, Cherry iy inarticulate rage. But not even | dropped to her knees beside the bed y Cherry dared countermand an invita- | and gathered the astonished child to o tion issued by her husband. As Crys- tal turned back to the phone to call Tony Tarver, she heard Cherry's gasps turn into sobs, then the stac- cato clatter of her running heels down the hall. Waiting for the connection, . Crystal turned toward Faith, and a smile of complete understanding passed between them. Impulsively, Faith stooped and kissed the girl at the telephone. “Now I'll go help Cherry pack and get Hope ready for the journey home,” Faith whispered, a ripple of mirth running through the words. “You think it will work?” Crystal her breast. “Poor baby! Poor little fatherless darling! What's going to become of us, Hope, my poor baby?” “Want Nils!” Hope pronounced dis- tinctly, her tiny bare feet kicking against her mother's breast. “Wanna g0 home. Want Nils!” “Then we'll go home, darling!” Cherry cried. “Thought they'd have it all their own way, did they? Im- agine Nils falling for a silly little dumbbell like Crystal Hathaway!” NEXT: Tony refuses to be a “heroine.” (Copyright, 1929, NEA Service, Inc.) | IN NEw YORK | New York, March 20.—To millions of people, Broadway is merely a street of play. ‘They find it a care-free dispenser of 3; an escape from the ‘work-a-day realities; an anesthetic care. And so its meaningless catch-penny take on a carnival signifi- cance. The “cathedrals of the mov- ing picture” bring illusions of gran- deur. One is ushered to a cinema seat with all the dignity and cold iteness of a caller at a Park avenue And its theaters project one variously into art, slap-stick, laughter, tears or life problems. ‘This is the Broadway known to the average New York visitor, and to quite # number of New Yorkers, for that matter. Unfortunately, this is but one side of Brosdway. Unfortunately for the Play spirit of the world there are / many Broadways. * * * for instance, the Broad- o{ another, this picture of its play street is flashed on the public screen. There q| are a few chroniclers of the big street, who hint from time to time of shady goings on. Or there will be a para- graph in a morning newspaper relat- ing how So-and-so was beaten up in such-and-such a resort, or how some~ one else was robbed of his roll of bills. A Rothstein will be murdered and suddenly it will develop that vice and dope and racketeering had amazing ramifications, Names of prominent people will flash into print and soon there will appear to be a tangle of plot within plot, until a master un- raveler alone can follow the involved trails. It jumps here and it jumps there; it widens and it narrows. It runs through life and death and besti- ality and depravity; it takes gamblers and suckers and winners and losers. x * I was minded of all this by the shooting the other day in Miami of “Fatty” Walsh, who had been body- guard to the late Rothstein. In the midst of a card game a man stalked into the room, fired his shots and walked out. And when the shooting was all over, the police were closeted And she told them of men and women of Broadway who watched the night club tables for young girls— fresh young girls, generally new to the city and new to its lures. She told of youngsters of the chorus who by a woman, now dead, Fe pisiance way of getting ratte fe hip and a leer in its eye, with drugs in its vest pocket and LTOLD YOu 1D BE HOME EARIY.IM 4S HUNGRY AS A HORSE! WHERE ON EARTH HAVE ey BEEN, sinister pur- WELL - WELL= MRS. WISE CALLED BND ASKED ME VER TO A MEETING OF THE LITTLE GROUP OF SERIOUS THINKERS CLUB. AND I'VE. HAD A GORGEOUS TIME DISCUSSING THE DEEPEST suayects! BOOTS AND HER BUDDIES ° MORE OF THOSE PRIZE LETTERS AND TM DIZZY IWS SEVEN O'CLOCK AND I'M STARVED Federal Farm Facts’ $0 THAT'S THE VEIL, EH? SCRUBBING THE FLOOR IN THAT = HAD ANY IDEA I COULD BE SO THRILED ABOUT SUCH THINGS — WOW! WOTTA SMASHT CNER. “TH! CENTER. FleLoer's KHOS! with THE COSTUME = TONARD HAWAII THE ANPUIBIAN PLANE SOARS OUT NER THE BLUE Ril 4 Ly the have i tewrsacol pind ig I : a i : : ii t