The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, July 1, 1929, Page 10

Page views left: 0

You have reached the hourly page view limit. Unlock higher limit to our entire archive!

Subscribers enjoy higher page view limit, downloads, and exclusive features.

Text content (automatically generated)

By RODNEY DUTCHER (NEA Service Writer) Washington, July 1—Organized la- tand plant their families in the best jobs without regard to competency and efficiency. bor believes it won a substantial vic- | tory in the recent settlement of the textile strike at Elizabethton, Tenn., st although only a minority of the workers there have as yet been able to regain their jobs, according to Miss Matilda Lindsay, southern field rep- recentative of the Women’s Trade Union league. industry over the It established tor ‘sonnel depart- ith Which grievance commit- deal and which has the right arbitration without interference. E. T. Wilson, the personnel director ap- satisfactory to Reports from the scene have con- * flicted in so far as they have sought to explain whether was a victory for the strikers or the owners of the Bemberg and Glanztof: mills, the two rayon plants affected. | a The point is one of considerable in- terest because Elizabethton strikes have received more national atten- tion than any labor effort in a long 't time. Miss Lindsay was one of the first! labor leaders to reach the Tennessee mill town. The strike began without any local union or outside assistanc' but subsequently Miss Lindsay co operated with officials of the United Textile Workers and the A. F. of L. in an intensive program of 0: “The thing to remembe Lindsay says, “is that the won their wage increase in the first strike, and that the second ike be- gan only as a_proiest inst dis- crimination in the plants against cer- tain strikers, in violation of the agreement. ‘The issue was whether the workers were going to submit to unfair treatment by straw bosses, who get their jobs through a political pull the settlement | * vut 4000 signed up in less than a thousand ned their jobs back, permitted to re- ‘¢ several hundred g still working and the s been considerably com- use at least one of the st a large proportion of main job now is to continue work, which means raising and keep our people satisfied. nists have been trying to dis- |tribute their propaganda in Elizabeth- |ton and to get themselves arrested, but s far we have kept them from joing cither of those things. The ‘communists have been spreading all s of rumors, including such yarns 5 that we have been given hundreds f thousands of dollars for strike re- |lief which never reached Elizabeth- ton. Mr. Wilson says he expects to get st, of the strikers back to work by July 4, but he has not been willing to turn the strikebreakers out all at |once and says he prefers to ease them out gradually as they demonstrate relief | their inefficiency.” After she had put Callie Barrett on the Chicago train and kissed her good-bye, Tony turned her roadste nose toward Stanton’s main busin street. She had one more task ahea of her before she could return to Sandy Ross’ home and joyfully take up her duties there, free now to stay as long as Mrs. Ross needed her. Ten minutes later she was in the reception room of her father’s very swank suite of offices. Pat Tarver, ‘as president of the corporation which manufactured the important automo- bile part which he had invented, did himself well in the matter of “front’ and in the equally vital matter of a private secretary, whose chief duties were to look extremely pretty and to make Pat Tarver feel that he was a very big business man indeed. ‘The actual work of the company was of course performed by a small army of vice presidents, sales managers, de- partment managers, and the like. But Pat adored being president. “I believe Mr. Tarver is very busy just now,” the pretty “receptionist” told Tony. “He's dictating—" “Then he'll thank me for interrupt- ing,” Tony grinned. “Pat can't com- pose a decent letter to save his life. . .. No, don't announce me. I want to catch him in the act of being pres- ident.” And she did. When she pushed the door marked “Office of the President. Private,” she saw her fav- orite parent lolling at his ease in a huge leather armchair, a grin of in- effable content on his good-looking Irish face as he told some anecdote to his pretty secretary, seated opposite him and beaming dutifully. “Hello, darling!” Tony called out, laughter gurgling in her voice. “Pray, me for interrupting your ‘dic- tating.’ I was warned you were ter- ribly bus: “Shal aank you here or wait till I get you home?” Pat Tarver inquired with mock ferociousness. “That'll be all. right now, Miss Brite.” When they were alone, Tony {perched on an arm of Pat's chair and rumpled his thick black hair with a ifond hand. “Old fake!” she mur- jmured, adoringly. “Honest, honey, you ought to be spanked for butting in on me like that,” Pat protested. “You might have caught me kissing my secretary, and you'd have felt compelled to lec- ture me and I'd have to pretend to be sorry and ashamed.” “Confession of a Wayward Father to His Wayward Daughter,” Tony laughed. “And now comes the con- fession of the wayward daughter.” “Overdrawn your allowance again?” Pat grinned, and reached for his checkbook. “No—just broken my engagement j again,” Tony said, with appropriate solemnity. “I'm not going to marry Dick, Pat. And it’s final this time.” “Well, what do you want me to do— | bust out crying?” Pat jeered, but Tony saw a great relief in his eyes. “I knew you'd feel like that,” said Tony, ring the look in his eyes rather than his words. “But you'd better hear the whole story, then for- get about it. It's not very pretty.” When she had told him, and Pat had volunteered to give the “young puppy” a sound thrashing—an offer | which Tony did not take the trouble to reject—he asked: “And—now what, | Tony?” NEXT: Pat Tarver on the subject of Sandy. (Copyright, 1929, NEA Service, Inc.) fay \(OING PLACESP AND Meee SLLING THINGS Wheeling, W. Va—Show boat! Show boat! But there is no crowd down on the river bank to meet the “Mencke Brothers floating theater, Hollywood.” slides under the bridge, white shining in the morning sun. is early of a Sunday morning is not yet awake. And rly in the morning for up and around. committee on shore three wide-eyed little ven- lay morning papers who deserted their street corners to to the water's edge where each sucking a dirty fore- HH Ete : Bilal » in the shadow of the parkway, an advance show sits on the run- Ford on which have fas signs announcing repertoire. On the upper sits polishing the two other flunkies candelabra which ly by a couple of s. It's a great balcony above the jowboat figure, who F By yeSfSGpheeed? i ligt gE fbely i H i showboating was show- LITTLEJOE | oe iy af gcd lifted from the good|. . . boating. He wears a deep gray duster, with a flashy blue silk handkerchief flashing from his pocket. An un- lighted cigar stub is clutched in one corner of his mouth, a renovated Pan- ama tilts over his fast whitening hair—and you just know that he doubles in “dear old father” roles. With slow, gliding, roundabout man- ipulations the show boat, Hollywood, [is finally pushed into her muddy berth, the landing plank is lowered and a square framework, filled with well worn pictures of the principals is placed on display. oe # This, I blush to admit, was my first encounter with a show boat, and there's a thrill about it I haven't got out of a Broadway theater in two seasons of show going. I boarded her eagerly below the bridge and floated down stream while the gent in the gray duster showed me about. “Yessir, you could use one of these boats on the Hudson . . . make the Jersey flats, too, and get around Long Island sound. Some day some- ‘one’s going to do it, and clean up... |They made a big mistake last year jby taking a show boat troupe to Broadway . . . I told ‘em not to do it , no, they had to try it. the New York theaters son we had this year . agoing... | Tell_me they're going to fix up the if Ty ANOTHER BRAIN PRODUCT OF THE GUMP EXPERIMENTAL LABORATORY — THE ADVANTAGE OF THIS INVENTION IS = THAT THE ANGLER ~!IF_SO INCLINED CAN ENJOY THAT MUCH NEEDED REST = THE SUIGHTES) BEARS? I DON'T DOUBT TAAT TAS HEARD ONE ~~ TMERE ARE LOTS OF TREN IN THIS YES -1 HEARD ONE UP IN A TREE WHEN I WAS OUT QIDING Lindy ‘SO LONG, BOYS! AS LONG AS YouRE IN DANS CARE youRe O.K.—DONT BRING TOO MANY BEARS DANS GONG TOGONWIT US To Ste IF WE CAN MOW’N POP. Gre, TLL BET On, POPS, S OP'S FOUND HIS DIOL! WILL 1 PIPE, 1F HE HAS GET \T WHEN WE WONT LET HE FINDS ME GO JO THE MOVIES FOR A WEEK - WELT, AL, GUI2 ToLd me ¢ COULD Semis encx || WANE. tt OLO SOB Sack AT THe STORE, AS SOON AS 1 FELT OKAY — CETrER Ger (tq JUST LUCKY, O22 - mute i win | iM i A i i i al ea GEE WHY WORRY ABOUT SOMETHING BEFORE TD HAPPENS TO MOM WANTS XOU TO GO TO TRE DRUG STORE AND MAYSE SHE'LL GIVE YOU A SURPRISE. BROKE MY PROMISE “TA Wike MY OLO ‘Boss AT “THe OSTRICH FARM, SOON AS I ARRIWED Home! = ect lca ——, UTE KID

Other pages from this issue: