The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, May 2, 1929, Page 12

THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE THURSDAY, MAY 2, 1929 Th TRIBUNE'S PAGE OF COMIC STRIPS AND FEATURES LET By RODNEY DUTCHER (NEA Service Writer) Washington, May Beiore } there will doubtics bands’ Defense of men whose wives loom cc larger on the horizon of pu than they do themselves. The president of such a i as well be Mr. Edward Everett Gann. | but he can console himself with fact that he is far from the first become an item of public curiosity merely because of his wife's exploits, Up in Jersey there is a man who is often called “Mr. Mary Norton,” but not to his face. He is the husband of Congresswoman Norton. His real name is Robert Francis Norton and he is a Jersey City coal dealer. Mr. Norton has no desire to bask in re- flected glory. He came down here when Congresswoman Norton was sworn in. Later he attended a white house reception and someone intro- duced him as “Mrs. Norton's hus- band.” He took the next train, one hears, and hasn't been back since. All over the country there are men in similarly helpless positions, now that emancipated women are stepping out Everyone remembers how Mr.—what i re the editor of a paper which referred to him as “Mr. Ruth Elder.” And how Charles G. Norris, husband of Kathleen Norris, was forced to learn how to write good novels like his wife, in self-defense. Mabel Walker Wille- brandt’s former husband is a crass widower now, but he might be al-1 lowed to join the club and probably would be glad to do so. No doubt his neighbors call him “the former Mr. Mabel Willebrandt.” * * * Whatever is the matter with con. gress it isn’t the fact that the num- ber of newspapermen and ex-news- “be in its ranks isn't increas- ing. A nose count reveals about 10, most of whom have been editors or pub- Orr we WASHINGTON TER, was his name?—wanted to beat up| § : THE GUMPS—?—?—?—? QUEER FREAKS~ THI€ OLD WORLD - bee NOTNING YOU CAN NAIL DOWNS UST WHEN YOU THINK YoU WANE SOMETHING= SOMETHING HAPPENS —" sana THE FLOWER TWAT YOu ADMIRED BY 7 ™] Poor LITTLE MARY GOLD- JUST AS SHE SEEMED To WAVE EVERY THING WIYHIN HER GRA&P~ THE SERVICES ‘So BE HELD TOMORROW AT 10,30 % nt of several newspapers, f the press gallery to BEAUTY- FRIENDS- ne WEALTH BEYOND AU DREAMS-J(™® FOSTEMEN SOG hue Shower ey | A PUFF TWE MAN SHE LOVED— Foor PRINTS ON THE SAND= OF SMOKE rved time in the press gallery. Capper owns the Topeka Cap- publications and Henry 1 still identified with the pita Beacon. Senator Bronson 5 publisher of the Santi Senator Arthur denburg of Michigan was for many years editor and publisher of the Grand Rapids Herald. Senator George Higgins Moses of New Hamp- chire was editor of the Concord Eve- ning Monitor for 16 years. Senator Gerald P. Nye edited a North Dakota newspaper, after previous experience in Wisconsin and Towa. Congress- man Edgar Howard of Nebraska pub- lished the Columbus Telegram and still writes daily pieces for it. Hugh Ike Shott, a now congressman from West Virginia, has been editor of the Bluefield Telegraph. * * * AND A BOUT TO BE MARRIED= NOYHING LASTS— QQ S Pat Of ; Ce ‘The Chicago If anything ever happens to the congressional chaplains, Senator Frazier of North Dakota will be able to supply the deficiency. Preaching is the hobby of Frazier's cretary, Nelson A. Mason, who is also secretary of the senate commit- tee on Indian Affairs. Mason is not an ordained minister, but on several occasions he has filled the pulpit in Methodist, Baptist and Nazarene churches in Washington when the pastor was ill or away. He is a fundamentalist who believes in evolution and was secretary to Frazier when the latter was North Dakota's governor. Soon after he came here he and another man con- ducted a series of revival meetings in all towns near the capital. He is yw one of the trustees of the Gos- pel Mission and makes talks or ser- mons there two nights a week. The recreation he most enjoys is searching in out-of-the-way places for old churches. ANELL! WELL! Aiow IF TAS ISN'T TOO CLENER FOR WORDS — LITTLE OSCAR — IT, TAKES A KID TO COME RieuT OUT AND MINUTES, FRECKLES «: I WANT To SEND A TELEGRAM! Lie Pott mmrtceal ONCE WARRYe DLL” SIT HERE AND THINK - ABOUT THE GooD TING TUL HAVE MIS 1S LoTS OF FUN, LOIN! DOvIN wots suddenly, as the were get- ting ready for Sunday supper. “I for- got to tell you that I'll be leaving you ‘Thursday morning. Mom and Pop Ross have invited Pat and me for Thanksgiving dinner. I'm to meet. him there. If Peg were here, ble: her social-climbing —_ heart, wouldn't let us go.” “Your mother will come home for the—wedding, I suppose?” “There isn't going to be any wed- ding—just a ‘Do you—? and ‘I do’ sort of an affair before a justice of the peace,” Tony answered defiantly. “It isn't a sacred, beautiful thing that T'm doing, and I refuse to have ‘The Voice That Breathed O'er Eden’ and eight bridesmaids pretending that it is. Just you and Pat, as witnesses, to make it legal “Oh, Tony, it's all so wrong, so wrong!” Ci 1 wailed, unable to casualness any longer. “Yes, isn't it?” Tony agreed, with that cynical shrug that bade fair to become characteristic. “But, darling Crys, paying the piper has never been considered a particularly gay sport. But don't worry about me, honey. T'm going to be so busy contriving to make ends meet on Dick's seventy- five a week that I shan't have much time to feel sorry for myself.” “But I can't help feeling. Tony, i ister be: hind Mr. Talbot's rushing this marriage, when he’ #0 bitterly opposed to it tested. “Oh, let's not start that again, or TH go nuts,” Tony begged. “Probably the explanation is very simple. I can't for the life of me see why Dick felt compelled to tell his father about last night, but since he did, maybe Mr. Talbot took the attitude that his son had compromised me and therefore sw Crystal pro- veant-1 AND Nou ; WAS JUST oe DO SOME had to ‘do right’ by me. Or maybe the old boy has been studying eu- genics on the sly and has come to the conclusion that some lusty red Irish blood will mix well with the ‘Talbot blue blood. . . . Let's go down to supper. I'm starved.” That last evening of Cherry's week- end house party was a hilarious one. Harry Blaine read the hastily written first act of his Christmas play—a clever burlesque of the lushly senti- mental Victorian melodrama — and Cherry insisted upon its being acted, the impromptu cast reading their lines. Crystal was pressed into serv- ice as the pious, gray-haired mother of the villain-menaced heroine, pleyed by Tony, and Cherry revelled in the part of the wicked, glamorous French adventuress. The only near-unpleas- antness came when Nils Jonson, cast as the heroine's stern father, ap- peared to Cherry's jealous eye to take a rather too enthusiastic advantage of the script’s stage direction ‘fakes wife arms and kisses her sooth- “THOUGHT WED DROD IN. ISNT IT WONDERFUL =~ BAG. COPPER DEAL WITH GEORGE AND LAWYER HAWK? SEE 1 DUT EVERY CENT WE HAD INTO -THIS WITH BRAGG AND HAWK, THE DOORBELL RINGS AND THE BRAGGS APPEAR ‘Do you think it’s necessary to be quite so realistic, Nils?” Cherry dropped her “French adventuress” role to demand sarcastically. | But all of them, including Crystal. |laughed at her so joyously that Cherry could not stay angry. It was | nearly midnight when Harry Blaine | and George Pruitt left for the city, Harry promising to telephone Crystal the next day in regard to the job he hoped to get for her on his paper, The Press, and George reminding her that he would return the next after- noon to continue with her portrait. She felt guilty over feeling so happy. when Tony was 50 miserable, under- neath her gallant gayety.... NEXT: Cherry tries to pump ‘Tony. (Copyright, 1929, NEA Service, Inc.) (iS | IN NEW YORK ° ! e ° ‘New York, May 2.—America’s lead- (ng grand fan is neither a eensitive-faced Latin in need of a haircut nor a venerable ex-diva from He is, if you please, one of that hard-boiled brood—an army man. Brig. Gen. Jay Morrow is his name and his batting average date is 600 assorted operas. And hi loyalty is a matter of some 40 years ‘When a soldier commutes to 40th and Broadway from such scattered points as Chile and Panama just to hear a certain singer in a certain role, he ‘must be somewhat of a music fan- Fin And General Morrow has been ° would scarcely single him out as the persistent operagoer. Hi the conventional soldier type—whatever that may be— what with @ brusque, commanding manner and a certain acquired gruff- |ness of voice. Yet this gruff voice | can suddenly grow eloquent when the | subject of opera is broached and he can recite the list of famous singers much as an elevator boy can spout the batteries of tomorrow's ball games. | eee The speakeasies of Manhattan, which now number among the town’ attractions—particularly for awed visitors—have again entered into a competition for novelty of appear- Thus one of the toniest of the new places attempts to be a replica of certain sections of Palm Beach, and caters to the tanned and ritzy trade of returning winter resorters. The floor of the place is buried deep in sand and beach chairs are scattered about the room. ‘um- brellas shelter the patrons, who lounge over wicker tables—or lie in the sand, if they wish. The waiters affect the summer whites of the beach resorts and some of the cus- | tomers, to aid the illusion, errive in knickers. i i é for all I ‘ootdall. players at Washington|ssys he , : descendant of Chris-|Va., was visited ‘2,647 | persone~ ee and Lee university in 1927-28 eles-|topher Columbus. : from 37 Gas Bf cen teren® sifjed-as the best students.’ aah . countries in March. © wore se More persons, proportionately, are While Havana cigar makers spend married between the ages of 60 and|the day twisting leaves, professio: 80 at Los Angeles than in any other | readers entertain rf i ! if professlonal| Sweden now can telephone to 23| ter was ‘A ok: siesiene benaty , some= it i ili eRe 3 2 es, Pei)