The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, May 18, 1929, Page 10

Serer 2 fe i 4 tre Te eee ea * rae ry re es OT pr dn , THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE S. 2 Washingt v ady in Washington who } round in a flivver by a liveried | chauffeur is Mrs. Ava Long, the | jousekeeper of the white ho’ | The flivver is new with the chauffeur in seat, stands out almo: and yellow fire truck. the white house ts used by Mrs. Long when 9 market or abroad on ot Mrs, Long came to in March, succeeding who is now open to offe vears of service unde Coolidges. The new housekeeper is # pleasant, middle-aged widow Ww ho served for several years as both socyil | secretary and housekeeper he! household of M: dM H. H Rogers of New Mr: Rogers went to Par knew no French just 3 time the Hoovers had placed an order with a New York agency for apable i woman with experience large en) tertainments. So Mrs. Long came to} | | it d dr a purple is one of | and | goes | the white house. nz * * Mrs. Alice Longworth’s re show up at the thrown by the Eucene 4 of the precedence accorded to M i Edward Everett ann, sister and hostess of Vice President Curtis. was something of @ revelation those who know the famous Alice only by! reputation. It had always been more or less un- derstood that Alice stood aloof from the sillier phases of the local social racket and never bothered her little head about precedence and other so- cial regulations peculiar to the cap- | ital. She was regarded as almost the | only important dame in town who} could turn up her nose at the whole | racket and get away with it. ‘The ac- | cepted theory that when she | gave or went tc parties it was solely with the idea of enjoying herself. | | prestige, Now, however, the speaker's wife appears to have destroyed that illu- sion and is coming to be regarded rather as a social autocrat. She may have made Mrs. Gann’s social prog- ress considerably more difficult, prob- ably without damaging her own social which is rather firmly planted * Oe OK Mrs. Ruth Bryan Owen, the good- looking congresswoman from Florida, told one the other night at a Press club session. here she was introduced of her father, Wil- yan. rl a big hand. “I used to know as young.” thing of a laugh at n perceived that | her whe There w that ai | he b aid the right thing Le when she was compar- ativ ‘he hastily corrected | hims ** * | Harry F. Sin- ec included ladies and | ested as follows hundred and ninety-cight for . 100 for bootlegging, 64 | for disorderly conduct, 48 for larceny, 36 for vagrancy for driving with- out a permit, 20 for reckless driving, 17 for speeding, 12 for grand lar- ceny, 11 for forgery and 10 for rob- bery And smaller groups convicted of other offenses, including one mur- derer. se * Sadly enough, the Republican tariff | bill has come into the house to find a Democratic floor leader who isn't exactly in good shape to lead a hot fight against it. One is advised that Leader Jack Garner, congressman from Texas, has to worry about protection for rai of goats, sheep, cattle and onions back in the home district. His case is typical among many Democrats. All during the preparation, the serving and the eating of the Thanks- giving dinner Tohy Tarver felt as if a miracle had happened and that it was the rangy, grubby, harum-scarum little tomboy Tony who was doing these things in that dear, familiar old house—not the young lady, Miss Antoinette Tarver, who, by one of those accidents that do happen in many a Myrtle street, had become “one of the most beautiful and popu- Jar of Stanton's debutantes.” Pat Tarver caught her singing “Be it ever so humble, there's no Place like home,” and there was moisture in his eyes as he crushed her against his big chest. No need for him to say that it seemed like home to him, too. He was obviously at home, and gloating over it. Pat Tarver had never taken the trouble to acquire the veneer which his wife, Peg, would have liked to buy for him, by the yard, to encase his Irish exuberance. So now he had to throw off nothing, but Tony could see him expanding and overflowing. He ate vastly and with loud delight. He Toared out jokes and reminiscences of Myrtle street and the “good old days,” Searcely letting Sandy's 1a twinkling-eved father edgewise. The two me helping her clear dishes and “wash up,” making a | of it even as they pretended to be abused. tn the immemorial fashion of Myrtle street’ husbands Then, when she had seen the men settled in deep. sprawly comfort in front of the glowing coal stove in the “setting room,” as Pop called it, Tony went to the bedroom where Mom Ross lay drowsing, a little overfed and vastly content, her injured foot propped on a big pillow, whose feath- ers had come with her—part of her insisted on. | dowry—from Ireland, thirty years be- fore. “That you, Tony? ... No, don't run away, darlin’, 1 ain't sleepin'—jist sort. of chewing my cud. Draw up chair and let me look at you,” Mrs. Ross urged. “Mom, I've been thinking all day how much I love Myrtle street,” Tony said, when she had obeyed. “And right now I'm half expecting to hear Peg calling me from out that win- dow just over the fence. Remember how she used to call me?—No-mee! No-my! O-o-h, Nomy!’ And half the time I'd pretend not to hear, so’s I could snatch one more half hour's play with Sandy. I—I think I be- long on Myrtle street, Mom.” Mrs. Ross chuckled and shook her |erizzled head vigorously. “It's home- |sick you are, dearie. But it wouldn't be the same if you come back to it. You're used to silk next your skin and linen sheets to your bed and thick rugs under your feet. The little house next door is a palace to them poor Burnses} what moved to it from a three-room shack, but it'd be a hovel {to you now, after what you're riz up | to.” Tony shook her own head even {more vigorously. “You don't know jme then, Mom. Id still love it, as jlong as you lived next door. Who yare these Burns people?” she added, | jealously. widow woman and her daugh- iter,” Mrs. Ross answered. “Mrs. Burns takes in a couple of boarders and the girl Mary is a clerk in the Banner Store. A love of a girl, Mary is. She's over here nearly every eve- , min’ and—” “Is she pretty?” Tony asked quickly, @ queer, sharp pain at her heart. | NEXT: Introducing Mary Burns. «Copyright, 1929, NEA Service, Inc.) f IN NEw YORK o i * New York, May 18.—Broadway has long chuckled over a yarn concern- ing Ina Claire, the attractive young actress who surprised Hollywood by eloping with John Gilbert. Miss Claire's first husband was. at the time, a Manhattan critic. The marriage had been extremely secret. No one on the “big street” knew about it. The announcement came in a most amusing way. One morning her critic husband wrote a review of the show in which she was appearing. As recall it, the review I found little in the production to ver- assertion.” ‘These may not be the exact words —but what a laugh it gave the town. xe * Miss Claire. by the way. was con- sidered Broadway's most astute play | scripts, and independent writers were | constantly pestering her with their | products. { xe Oe | Joseph Hergesheimer, the novelist, |invariably appears in Manhattan | Wearing some sartorial surprise which jall_ but blinds the eyes of this hard- boiled populace. He crashes into attention with such ties as are not seldom seen upon land or sea. On his most recent appear- ance, made in connection with the Publication of his latest work, “Swords and Roses,” he was tricked out in the ; Most blazing orange sweater these old eyes have ever looked upon. Worn ;Daneath a plain gray suit it all but dimmed the Broadway lights. Seemingly Hergesheimer gets a Sreat deal of fun out of such fancies, Most of the time he lives quietly ia Charleston, S. C., where an active uray colony has been springing ip. * * * At a recent scientific exhibition selector. She would never appear in| staged in Grand Central Palace here, 8 production unless she had person- read and edited it. So meticu- BE ly @ season without a production when she did give her O. K. the of the drama was assured. She the title of the actress who Picked a flop. the reoutation for caution, deluged ay ‘with requests to pass on manu- | (Copyright, 1929, NEA Service, Inc.) a young man from up state intro- Guced a pocket process for testing the ‘was she that she often went for | quality of liquor. Dropped in a glass of post-prohibition stuff, the chemical turns the hooch pink or blue, accord- ing to the purity. “Ah.” sighed a tippler who was attending the show, “it would be just of producers, impressed by | my luck to be color blind.” GILBERT SWAN. 1 THERE SWE GOES ~ SHES OFF UPIN THE AIR- YoOuiRE GOING TO LIKE Tis PLACE, FReckLes? 1 DONT THINK TA GOING To Lixe 4 (TT KNOW TM GOING TO LiKe IT, UNCLE marry !! Rui)ita THEM LIFE-Tme. + SAVINGS LosT IN PoP's COPPER VENTURE THEIR FROM THE MINE {IN COLORADO To THEIR FATE AND FEEL Twat ASTHE OLD WHEEZE GOES= “res ALWAYS DARKEST JUST AFTER You ff SBUOW OUT THE SALESMAN SAM GETTIN’ & PLUME EROM ) FROM ‘YouR EX- AN OSTRICH IS ALOT / PERIENCE, ('0 HARDER THAN (TIS sew sol Guess EASY, AIN'T (T, ou'tt JUST HAETA! Soss 2 Watt TILL ONE OF “WH BIRDS CIES — UPIN THE AIR ~ LISTEN TO HEP TRIBUNE'S PAGE OF COMIC STRIPS A 1F HE'D SARELM = SHORE GLAD T’ AEETCHA, FRECKLES OUST CALL ME DAN = SOUNDS WERE'S A CHAP I WANT You To MEET, FRECKLES DANNY o'suay, The BEST COWBOY THIS SIDE OF ANYWHERE ! WAIT TILL ONE OF 'EM CROAKS, HUH? WEL) CUPIO AIN'T LOOKIN’ SO DERN HEALTHY Tover — LL SUST CAMP ON HER TRAIL — "TT Now DONT WORRY ABOUT WER LOWE PROBNALY LUST GOT WRED OF FIXING IN) THIS VICINITY AND HIKED OUT ON TAKING NER F DAN KNOWS ENERY EXCUSE ME FER BEAR AND WILD CAT { ACT NISITIN' ANORE, IN THE ROCKIES BY TAEIR FIRST NAMES, AND CAN SPLIT A HAIR AT TAREE CAN YOU IMAGINE ANYTHING LIKE THiS HAPPENING? OF ALL THE ROTTEN LucK!! {NE GOT TSEE POP GUNN BEFORE THIS THNG LEAKS OUT.3 CAN WANDLE FOP, BUT WAV .-- WELL TLL WANE “To PULL SOME SUCK STUFF ON TWAT BIRD OR HELL GET SUSPICIOUS ND FEATURES A WOMAN ASKED THE PILOT AS HE WAS OR A FLIGHY- BE SURE AND BRING HER BACK NE ANSWERED ~ ) NEVER LEFT ANYONE UP THERE YET© WE'LL BE BACK - And SEE And IN THE AIR= Qwe LANDS on ME I LEAR TH Cows BELLERIN’ BACK OVER THE SECOND RANGE AA' IT SOUNDS LIKE WILD CATS ANUST BE ABouT !! - WHY, HELLO HANK! THIS /S A SURPRISE. F WAS JUST THINKING) ABOUT GOING AROUND TO GEE ,\1S A GOOD THING 1 BROUGHT MY LITTLE RADIO RECIEVING SET ALONG | HERE'S A MESSAGE FROM TH’ MASOR BETTER GET ABOVE BLOWS NER -—IF IT GETS TOO ROCK WAY W_ TLL \T COME DOWN --TAKE NO CHANCES _ BISMARCK GRAYS vs. MERCER City Athletic Field, 3 p. m. Sunday Mercer, with a veteran crew, will bring a mysterious hurler. Doc Love will pitch for Bismarck, A'TURDAY, MAY 18, 1929 TWISW SHE'D GET A PARACHUTE TO SOFTEN HER DOWNWARD FLIGNT= EVERS TIME BNE GOES UP | Freckles and His Friends Dan’s a Real Cowboy By Blosser | Now Cont BLAME ME, CURID— WOU SUGGESTED “THIS CUT STUFE YOURSELE! # oy”