The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, July 16, 1929, Page 10

‘ By RODNEY DUTCHER (NEA Scrvice Writer) Washington, July 16—Here in Washington we don't feel quite as pure as we did. The mantle of virtue and self-righteousness which we may have been wearing these last few years for the benefit of the rest of} the country appears to have slipped The new chief of police, Major Henry G. Pratt, has been mean enough to disclose the figures on Washington crime for a period of five years and we don't seem to be show- ing any improvement whatever. Local cops made 122,000 arres year, which outdistanced all p records, and the total number o: rests for five years was 486.000, w is just about 90 per cent of the cap- ital’s population. That does not mean that 90 per cent | of Washingtonians have been ar- rested within that time, of course One can think of quite a few friends and acquaintances whose name. haven't appeared on the police bi ter. But it must mean that others have been arrested all too often. Enforcement May Be Stricter One way to regard these sad figures is to assume that Washington is be- coming more and more wicked. Another way is to suggest that laws are being more effectively enforced ; and that crimes and misdemeanors are more difficult to commit without paying the penalty. In the latter case it is obvious that Washingtonians are gluttons for pun- ishment. ‘The facts become all the sadder as one considers just what sort of a city In the first place, the! Washington is. President himself mayor. three commissioners who govern the District of Columbia and’ it is to him that these three are responsible. Mr Coolidge, incidentally, and not Mr. Hoover, has been “mayor” for the five-year period. is virtually the It is he who appoints the | TRIBUNE'S PAGE OF COMIC STRIPS AND FEATURES s, furthermore, is in effect y council. It appropriates the xpenses and is likely to raise when a senator’s ashes aren't called for or when a cop is | foolish enough to talk roughly to a member of the house. | Then again, so many Washington- ns are employes of the government | —a class one wouldn't expect to be | violating the laws established by the hana that feeds them. One might also mention that this is the head- ers of the Methodist Board of ance, Prohibition and Public als, the Anti-Saloon League and the Board of Temperance and Social rvice of the Methodist Episcopal {Church South. Until just recently it has been the headquarters of the Ku Klux Klan itself. | In fact, a person might almost ex- pect us to get along without any cops or any jail! The District of Columbia | hibition law Sheppard Act. and it a > more arrests uncer year than in any previous year, | ever. They rose from 11,800 in j to 14,300 in the fiscal year of 1929. i Arrest Many Drunks | Arrests for intoxication climbed | from 10,200 in 1 0 14.200 in 1 | Arrests for Volstead Act violati however, were 500 fewer and le any of the five years ex- ere 5,700 in 1925. z) jthan in leept 1927. 4,900 in 19 Arrests E 'per cent more than in per_cent more than in 1925, s were important in this There were ast year, as compared 0 gallons of liquor seized last year, zainst 21,000 five years ago. ‘The 1929 murders num- | bered “It looks like there are a large sor who insist) on hief Pratt umber of p | breaking law But Crystal was a little ashamed #hen Colin Grant's startled, hurt eyes flew to hers. “Is that quite fair?” he demanded | roughly, because he knew his cyes be- trayed his hurt. “Only a few hours ago I told you as much about Colin Grant as I'm asking you to tell me ebout Crystal Hathaway, and 1 didn't accuse you of digging for matcrial tor | s & story.” “Did I dig very hard?” Crystal asked, still very coolly, for she was trying hard not to betray herself too blatantly to this man she loved. “Oh, I know you didn’t have much trouble making me talk,” he admitted | wryly. “Guess I'm the conceited a that most men are. But I did tell you some pretty darned intimate things, because—well, because I wanted you | to know. And I asked you to tell me/| about yourself because I wanted to . Of course, if you prefer to re-} main a mystery—” Crystal capitulated she was far more eager to have this man know her—the real Crystal— than he could possibly be to get the information. Or so she told herself “I'm sorry. We do seem to quarre @ lot, don't we? .. . I'll tell you ar thing, of course, Colin. What do you ‘want to know?” e “Everything. But first about the kid you were. You know, I've often wondered what it feels like to be an adorable little girl, growing up into a well, a beautiful woman,” Colin answered, and his eyes were boyishly eager now. “It must give you such a feeling of power—nothing like it in| the world, I guess—" “I can't tell you what it feels like,” Crystal answered unsteadily, “for I was never an adorable little ‘girl, growing up into a beautiful woman . Oh, please don't spoil things by pay- ing _me dutiful compliments—" “Dutiful? My God!” Colin Grant piaaned. “Don't you know, Crystal wway, that you're the—the most beautiful woman I ever laid eyes on?” Her eyes widened and filled with suddenly, for! sudden tears, meant it. hank 3 be easier now to tell you about my- self, or rather, about my two selves: the one that is dead, thank God, and the one that is just beginning to live.” | And she did tell him, poured it out | upon him in an eager flood, some- bitterly, sometimes with the ce of humor. She made him y child she had been, striv- ‘ingly to be like other chil- | dren—or rather, as she thought other | and prettier gi re. Told him, as frankly and unashamed as if she had been speaking of another person, how the old Crystal had behaved—over- painting her face, fluttering her eye- lashes and hands, imitating popular » fancying herself in love with any boy who asked her for a second | date, mentally preparing the wedding announcement if he asked for a third. Told him, too, how shy and sick-at- heart that old Crystal had been. And then she told him about Pablo Men- doza, and the false romance she had {| Woven about him until real romance ‘had brought her to the verge of in- nity. Told him how, in her ex- tremit she had kidnaped herself, | sparing no detail of the ransom letter, | of her lonely self-inearceration in the. shack in the woods, of her self- | Wounding and of her rescue by Harry Blaine. And then she told him how, | after she had lain at the point. of j death in the hospital, she had been | “born again,” had discovered the | heaven of “Be Yourself.” “So—" Colin Grant drew a deep } breath, “that’s what is behind that picture ‘Crystal’ that the Pruitt chap painted. I wondered, when I saw it, how any grown-up girl could look soj —well, so new and untouched and yet so purified by fire as that girl in the picture. . . . He’s in love with you, of course? It was Colin's turn now to | try to appear elaborately casual. NEXT: A kiss—and renunciation, (Copyright, 1929, NEA Service, Inc.) GOING PLACES SEEING THINGS Hollywood—The cinema is a glam- | transportation to the site, and a picnic orous bait, dangled before the eyes of |to boot—but would be shown about a the. multitude as a medium for at- tracting crowds for every conceivable form of commercial exploitation. Recently a real estate firm opened & trect in one of the nearby suburbs Los Angeles. It so happened that defunct concern of the pre-talkie era had 2 studio in the neighborhood realty enterprise. It was ad- that prospective lot purchas- not only be given free | | real, honest-to-goodness film studio. It was this latter promise that brought a small mob out on a certain | recent Sunday. To be sure, there was |nothing going on in the studio and hadn't been for weeks. Nevertheless, a vast number of persons were thrilled by the mere prospect of treading that holy ground upon which films have been made. Even in its most racketeering mo- ments, Broadway never attempted anything like that. Yet, such is human nature, everyone seemed con- tent, I am told, to glimpse the bar- Ten magic land in which bathing beauties had once cavorted. I-have no doubt but that many lots were sold on the prospect that one day the studio would again cbme to life. BOG GONE !! + SMAT'S ALWAYS THE WAY WNEN YOU BRAG= ‘ WHEN } WROTE OLD TIMER To COME DOWN - . 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