The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, August 20, 1930, Page 4

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(Official City State and County Newspaper) Foreign Representatives SMALL, SPENCER & LEVINGS (Incorporated) Formerly G. Logan Payne Co. CHICAGO NEW YORK The Drouth Ends Rain, falling gentiy but persistently, gave Bismarck and the Missouri Slope country more than an inch of moisture Monday night and Tuesday. Too late to be of benefit to small grains, it improved the outlook for corn, late potatoes, pastures and some other crops and was of undoubted benefit. Of more value than the improved crop prospect, how- ever, is the effect it is bound to have on the minds of farmers and others who live in this territory. To suffer from the heat and to hope, day by day, that rain will come, only to have your hopes withered by a blazing sun, is discouraging. It is no pleasant thing for the farmer to watch his crop prospects shrivel beneath the hot blast. It is equally as trying to the businessman whose hopes of prosperity in this section rest almost sole- ly on the foundation which agriculture provides. But when rain falls the outlook, somehow, changes. The ground is wet again and things are encouraged to grow. Optimism grows also. The parched, sun-burned landscape of a few days ago is changed back to a ver- dant green as the plants revive. The bleak outlook for the individual shares the rejuvenation. Things generally look better. Men look upward instead of downward. Forward instead of backward. They have been encour- aged to hope for more favors from the all-wise Provi- dence which guides the world. The gentle precipitation of Monday and Tuesday has caused many a North Dekotan to heave a sigh of satis- faction and to again say in his heart, consciously or un- consciously, “God's in his heaven, All's right with the world.” BOSTON Color in the News There's a nerve-tingling thrill in the news that has been filtering out of northern India recently, like that in one of Kipling’s master romances of adventure. For the wild Pathan hillmen of the Afghan frontier country, those historic free-booters who have plied their ie around Khyber Pass for centuries, are on the war- yath again. The current unrest in India and the pros- regts of loot have encouraged them to attack the city of >eshawar, the last British outpost in northwestern India. Several times they have been beaten off by British troops and several times they have returned. Recently, British airplanes have followed them into their native hills and bombed them from the skies. The semi-savage Pathans are undoubtedly the most ferocious and blood-thirsty fighters on the globe. They battle with a fanatical fury, bred of their Moslem belief that the warrior who dies by the sword is assured of a place in Allah's voluptuous paradise. Their life and mode of living has been little changed since the legions of Alexander the Great poured through the Khyber into India 2500 years ago. Civilization has not touched these wild children of the hills except to provide them with guns instead of spears or swords, as more efficient means of committing murder. In this age, most of the news that comes across the telegraph wires is drab with the world’s modern, even- tempered life and its progress in that direction. But occasionally from some far-off corner of the globe there comes a flashing bit of color, full of the thrills of romance and buried deep in the background of the world’s remote and interesting past. Such is the news from the British outposts in the Khyber hill country today. It is equally as colorful and ‘as interesting as a Kipling novel and it gives us added thrill when we realize that we are reading fact instead of fiction. Ten Years of Suffrage It seems like yesteday to some, like 50 years ago to others, but the records show that woman suffrage will celebrate its tenth anniversary on August 26. ‘The National League of Women Voters, always active in the effort to induce women to fully discharge the duties of citizenship, gets out a book giving the opinions of distinguished persons as.to the success or failure of ‘woman suffrage in improving the welfare of the nation fs a whole. Opinions doutless will differ. They always do and, as Tong as people form independent ideas, they always will. ‘The average individual thinks nothing whatever of the Subject. Occasionally he may be led to express himself but he doesn't regard it as a matter of vital importance and certainly not one worth arguing about. It is gener- ally accepted as a fact that woman suffrage has come to stay. As to whether the constitutional amendment granting the suffrage to women has improved the state of the nation, no one can say. There is no denying that condi- tions generally have materially improved in the last dec- ade. None of us would want to go back to 1920. Even the most pessimistic will regard the last 10 years as years of progress, particularly from a material stand- point. It is true that advocates of woman suffrage passionate- ly predicted that politics would be cleaner and government. would be better if the fair sex were granted the use of the all-powerful ballot. The argument was made that ‘women would have an improved status and more free- dom of action; that the selfish domination of the female by the male would be ended. Ten years have proved some of these statements to have been far-fetched {f not over-enthusiastic. Politics appear to be no cleaner now than of yore. Government appears to be no better and no more efficient. The status of woman probably has ithproved but whether the ballot had anything to do with that re- mains to be seen. Probabiy the mental attitude created by suffrage was a factor but it certainly was not a dom- inating cause. As to domination of the female by the male, that hasn't existed during our present civilization except by the con- fent of the woman dominated. And when a woman ac- cepts the domination of a male there is nothing the male ominater can do about it. He has to dominate (appar- ently if not in fact) whether he wants to or not. woman's skill in the field in which nature, in her turn, has given woman domination. By and lazge, woman's suffrage has taught us littie ex- cept that women are, after all, just average citizens. A Hero Goes West { Ancther good soldier has gone west. He had found h regiment and sits ccntentedly in some far land where barbed wire, gas, and bursting shells are no longer a tortured memory. haired Griffon, who served with the French Red Cross, with distinction, during the World war. It was his task to find the wounded men who lay in the tangled barbed wire and shell holes. Old Cap never faltered. Through the flames, on where the gas clouds rolled, a mask over his nose and eyes, he ran. Somehow he knew that it was duty. There weré men, his comrades in the army, who needed help. And al- ways he came. “Cap will find me,” one soldier in his outfit would murmur to another. “Don't worry. He'll be along ‘most any minute.” All through the weary years Cap performed his duty. Tf he was scared, nobody ever knew it. His bright eyes would listen carefully to orders and he would obey them faithfully. Then the war ended. An American soldier brought the dog home. Something must have told his heart that war was over. That his services were no longer required | along the barbed wire. When he had been needed he had never hesitated to ;80. Now that he wasn't, he stayed away from all wire fences. Nothing could coax him near. He remembered the sharp, sudden hail... the blood... the moans. . . black nights with mad red fire. The other day he died at Ware, Mass., at the ripe age of 15 years. There is a lesson in the life of the soldier-dog who has passed through the western gates. He was never afraid to risk his life as long as he could be of service. But when he knew that he couldn't he calmly refused to take an unnecesary risk. ‘ Some of the gay flirtations with death today might end more happily if we used the same dog sense, You can’t blame the fellow who lives next door to onc for calling it the Sore Thumb golf course. Editorial Comment MacArthur and Fuller (Washington Star) As most Americans still subscribe unconditionally to the theory lyrically set forth in “The Red, White and Blue”—‘the Army and Navy forever’—the country takes the liveliest interest in President Hoover's new appoint- ments to the high posts of the army and the marine corps. As chief of staff of the army, the commander-in- chief has designated Maj. Gen. Douglas MacArthur, youngest ranking general, and to the major general com- mandantcy of the marine corps, he elevates Brig. Gen. Ben. H. Fuller. Surprise and doubtless some heartaches are caused, respectively, in the army and navy, by these selections. But the president makes out an unanswerable case for deciding upon them, Gen. MacArthur, bearer of an eminent army name, is, by virtually common consent, the most brilliant soldier in the whole list of eligible major generals, certainly among the younger brackets. He has just turned fifty. Only two predecessors, Maj. Gens. |, J. Franklin Bell and Leonard Wood, were younger when raised to the chief's post. In May, 1932, Gen. Mac- rthur, at 52, will be the senior major general of the United States army. The next chief of staff is appointed over five major generals who now outrank him, but it is no reflection on any of them, because, as the president has pointed out, none of them has more than eighteen months of active service left, under the army retirement provi- sions. Gen. MacArthur has in front of ltim a full four years’ “tour.” That will give“him, as he should have, Clear sailing at the war department and corresponding opportunity to mold and exccute consistent policies. Gen. MacArthur's extraordinarily fine record in both Peace and war is a guarantee to the country and the army that his term of office will be notable and con- structive. Gen, Puller, who succeeds the late and lamented Maj. Gen. Neville at the head of the marine corps, has served as acting commandant since earlier in the summer and before that was next in command. “Old Man Fuller,” as the leathernecks affectionately call him, is ten years older than Gen. MacArthur, but hrs more than three years of service coming to him beiore the inexorable retirement regulations automatically relegate him. An Annapolis man, Gen. Fuller has been with the marines since graduation. No devil-dog knows the service bet- ter, or loves it more. He did not go to France during the World war, but a gallant son, carrying on the family ae marine tradition, fell fighting at Belleau Wood in 1918, The army and the marine corps, beloved of the na- tion and enjoying its unalloyed confidence, salute their new commanders and wish them well in. the high responsibilities soon to be incumbent upon them, Riddle of the American Soul (St. Paul Dispatch) . Whatever the American soul may be, it is not, accord- ing to Dr. Max J. Wolff, famous German critic, reflected in American literature. The Teutonic doctor has strong convictions on the ‘subject. Writers such as Sinclair Lewis, Theodore Dreiser, Joseph Hergesheimer are not, he tells us, even remotely American. Not a trace of the American soul is to be found in their works. By way of contrast the Berlin Pundit cites Dostolevsky through whose works the Russian soul shines like the very eye of heaven. Whoever reads that writer has “a key to the compreherision of the Eastern realm.” Look now at the sad case of the American writer. He remains to the last a mere European transplanted to America. Who is he to solve the deep riddle of the American sou!? “He stares dumbfounded at the development of America, but this evolution does not, in his hands, assume any artistic form. He: just tells us that the spaces over there are vaster than they are in old Europe, that people there grow rich more swiftly and poor no less swiftly.” So much for the German critic's withering analysis of the unrepfesentative character of American letters. Any tendency to feel grieved is checked by the fact that the same analysis is equally applicable to European litera- ture. What, for example, does the German writer tell us about the German soul? It is inordinately fond of beer. It dotes on program music, It is crazy about wiener schnitzel. When you come to think of it, no literature represents the soul of a people. There is no such animal. There are the souls of individual men, of individual writers, The rest is an abstraction. "On the Job (Washington Star) President Hoover has canceled his projected trips to Glacier and Yellowstone National Parks because of pre- occupation with drought relief activities at Washing- ton. He will remain on the job in the white house— plus refreshing week-ends at the camp on the Rapidan. The country, which would not begrudge Mr. Hoover a real vacation efter seventeen tempestuous months in the presidency, will not fail to recognize at its full worth the unselfishnéss of his decision, He gives fresh evi- dence, if any were needed, of the high sense of public duty which characterizes his conduct of the executive office at every stage. The American people, regardless of political prejudices, very much trust that President Hoover may be persuaded, | sooner or later, to “knock off” and indulge in a vaca- tion. For a man of his intensive energy, a vacation is! & necessity, not a luxury, even though he finds it dif- ficult to look upon it as a pleasure, for occupation notori- ously is Herbert Hoover's pastime. Cuba and Mexico are eagerly awaiting visits from the president of the United States, who found it impracticable to include those coun- tries in his good will tour of Latin America in the capacity of president-elect. Perhaps Mr. Hoover will tear himself away from the exactions of Washington and even the lures of the Virginia hills long enough to “take in” Havana and Mexico City. Whether he deter- mines to wander s0 far afield or not. it is earnestly to be hoped that he will map out some kind of a respite for humself, for all work and no play is as bad for a presi- dent as for a boy. The | burden of carrying the right to vote hasn't reduced a | Old Cap or Captain, as he was called, was a wire- | | z z : | a | Now’s a Good Time to Keep an Eye on That Cat! | —— Today Is the | | Anniversary of | —— HARRISON'S BIRTH On Aug. 20, 1883, Benjamin Har- rison, soldier, orator, lawyer, author and twenty-third president of the United States, was born at ‘North Bend, O. He was a great-grandson of Benjamin Harrison, signer of the Declaration of Independence, and grandson of William Henry Harrison, ninth president of the United States. After graduating from Miami uni- versity in 1852, Harrison studied law at Cincinnati. He pfacticed in In- dianapolis, Ind. Entering the Union army in 1862, he served with cop- spicuous gallantry in the Atlanta campaign, finally returning to civil life at the close of the war with the rank of brigadier general. In 1881 he entered the United States senate and seven years later was nominated for the presidency @ the Republican convention and subse- quently elected. His administration is characterized as “quiet, successful and measurably popular.” Nominated for a seconi term, Harrison was de- feated by Cleveland, a Democrat. Harrison was the chief representa- tive of the United States at the Hague conference in 1899. He lectured for a time at Leland Stanford Junior unt- versity in California. He died after @ brief illness in Indianapolis in 1901. | BARBS ————— OO The president writes it “drought” and the farm board “drouth.” Talk about your dry spells! * * Wall Street is not complaining of the drought. It seems to be getting well enough along without watered stock. - | * * * When W. 8S. Gifford, American telephone company head, wis in- formed that his pet dog had killed 75 of a neighbor's chickens, perhaps it JUDITH loves ALAN CHUMMY t friend. Chummy had loved Steyne years ago and lost:her memory When he went away; so, thoug! he loves Judith, Judith insixts he must marry Chummy, who regains her memory when she sees him ex dancing and musical xhow uC DI e becomes star of backed by rich BR who is infatuated with her. Meanwhile, Chummy learns that Judit and telling: belong: Chummy, Gideon tries to attack Judith in his apartme capes, and he hewn be Chummy Ket married, Judith has theater fire. to New York a Aanin BASTIEN, DUMONT, a Fouug artist who loves Judith, vinite her at the hospital, NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER XL UMONT saw Judy oftener than anybody else during the next three or four days. She seemed to like him to sit with her, She was gentle and kind to him. She took a great interest in his work. They were days that passed like a dream to the young artist. He was unbelievably happy. Each day he thought Judy looked more as if she were coming back to life. She said she had hardly any pain left, and she was-healing up splendidly. They were truly golden Septem- ber days, and all his life Bastien never forgot them. One day she said to him, just as he was going away: “Bastien, are they saying that I am going to marry Mr. Gideon?” “I believe most of them think 80, Judy.” “You can tell them I am not. He asked me to, Bastien, but I said no.” “I don’t think I ever believed you would, Judy,” he said. “Only, of course, you were about with him @ great deal.” “I know. I played a little game with him, Bastien, if you want to know. He didn’t want to marry me you can imagine that. He didn’t think I was good enough; but he found he couldn't get me any other way.” The young man was white. His hands were clenched. “Judy!” he said, and he shook with a frenzy of rage, “It's all right, Bastien,”,she said, “You needa’t worry. Mr. Gideon asked me to marry him, and I re- fused. We're more than quits. You can tell the boys that I’m not going to mary him.” ORR er se") DY, you always would never marry until you fell in love. Aren't you ever going to fall in love?” = “Oh, Bastien!” = She heaved a deep sigh, although she laughed, too, He saw the sad- ness in her eyes, and he wondered and wondered, having no inkling of the truth, . een be “Battien,” she went on, “Chummy | them off, he picked up Chummy and IIS STA PYPIGUT 1950 hasg’t been near me since she first came—that was four days ago. What has become of her? Do you think they've been married?” “Oh, Judy, we should have heard,” he replied. “Oh, I wish they would!” she eried. “I do wish they would! Her eagerness seemed natural to him, so he missed the feverish note in her voice. As he said goodby, she took one of his hands and laid her cheek against it for a second, just like a child. Before he could stop himself he bad bent and kissed her hair, “Dear old Bastien!” Judy mur- mured. “You're such a pal!” Dumont thought it strange that he had not seen either Chummy or Steyne at the Cafe Ture for several nights. Perhaps they had gone off and been married without saying anything. They couldn’t have made much of a festivity of it, anyhow, with Judy laid up. He thought he would look in at Chummy’s studio on his way back. It was then about half past six. The day had been one of melting heat, and the atmosphere was dark and threatening. It felt like a storm, A few heavy raindrops fell as Bastien reached Chummy’s bulld- ing. He hoped it was not the break- up of those wonderful, golden da; Not a sound was to be heard in the building, Dumont reached her floor and knocked at her door, There was no response. He knocked again with the e result, He tried the dovr, then, and found that it was not locked; so be went in. Chummy’s place was rather dark at all times. dark lobby that led into the atudio, where, of course, it was light, but @ curtain shut off the entrance. Xeading out of the lobby on the right was a dark passage that led into the tiny gallery where Chummy’s cooking was done. Her bedroom was on the other side of the studio. i The storm made it even darker this evening. Dumont stumbled against a tall ofl jar that was meant to hold umbrellas. He called out Chummy’s name, but there was no reply. Just as he was going out, he smelled gas. The odor Was strong. He thought Chummy must have gone out and left a burner on. He had better look into her galley; so he went along the little passage and opened the door of the tiny kitchen. be Here the fumes of gas were al- most overpowering. He dared not light a match, so he groped his way forward, as the little place was al- | most dark, said you| {HE gave ¢ cry as he nearly fell over sonicthing soft. Bending, he found that it was Chummy, quite unconscious, her fair head ly- ing almost in the gas oven, the door of which was open. He began to choke and splutter, as he felt for the gas burners and found them all turned full on..When he had turned was nautral to protest that he’d been given the wrong number, * * The fact gambling has been stopped at Saratoga shouldn’t disturb women bettors. They never had much on anyway. < * ok ok There are about 213,200 bachelors in London, latest statistics reveal. Placed end to end, of course, they still would be in single file. * oe Ox This is the time of year vacation- ists begin to think about squaring ac- counts after that round trip. (Copyright, 1930, NEA Service, Inc.) The trap-door spider covers its tun- nel with a trap-door, neatly beveled to fit the opening and hinged at one side. The door is made of alternate layers of silk and soil. Skins of fur-bearing land animals to the number of 297,448, and valued at more than $4,513,000, were exported from Alaska in 1929. HERET TO YOUR HEALTH AUTHOR OF “THE FAST THE FRAMEWORK OF THE BODY sce of people is produced the ance le e shape of their bodily framework. If the bones were removed from a per- son's body, the flesh would tall into @ shapeless mass very much as @ Ucn: falls down when the poles which sup- Port it are removed. During infancy and childhood the bones are flexible and easily bent. As a child becomes older, the carti- lage out of which the bones are first formed becomes filled with a lime substance and ‘hereby becomes hard vand brittle. After this hardening has occurred, it is exceedingly difficult to change the shape of the bones without breaking them. For this rea- son babies and children often sustain falls without serious injury which would completely disable an adult. ‘The positions of the body are con- trolled by the muscles which move the bones. It has been found that many children develop slight curva- ture of the spine from carrying their books habitually with the same arm, or from sitting at desks that are either too high or too low. The clothing of children may likewise in- terfere with the proper development of the bones. This is sometimes caused by tight belts, tight hats, and tight shoes. We all remember seeing pictures of Chinese women who had their feet bound as babies. Special care should be taken that children form the habit of carrying their bodies erect while the bones are hardening. The shape of these bones may be altered to some extent until about the age of 25. ‘When a bone is broken, the broken ends are soon covered with a jelly- like cement. In a few days this be- gins to harden, and it is very impor- tant that the broken bone be held in its correct position until this harden- ing process has been completed, A physician should be called to set the broken bone. If it is to move the individual before the physi- cian arrives, a pillow or blanket should be tied around the limb, and then boards or canes tied around the outside to keep it straight. If this is not done there is danger of the power- ful muscles pulling the two ends of the bone past each other, ripping through the muscles, blood vessels and nerves which surround it, and making @ very serious complicated fracture which is difficult to heal. When the bones slip out of their sockets we have ® dislocation. In some people, these joint sockets are very shallow, and the bones may be dislocated without breaking the liga- gents. With most people, some of There was a little | fa AY CHELSEA HOUSE, carried her into the studio, He opened all the windows, top and bottom, and felt the fresh air rush in and purify the place. He felt very queer and cold. What had happened to Chummy? Had she gone mad? Or had she been cleaning her gas stove a: succumbed to the fumes? But one didn’t clean a gas stove with the burners turned on. Curiously enough, Bastien had once before been present when a friend had been resuscitated after having nearly killed himself in this self-same way. He knew what to do, and he did it without going for a doctor, Chummy was very far gone; but he satisfied himself that she could be revived; and he knew she would not wish him to call a doctor. For by this time he realized that Chummy had intended to commit suicide. He was still numbed. It was so sordid—Chummy lying there, with her head in the gas oven, Chummy so badly hit by life that she had sought this way out! He could imagine other girls do- ing it—even Judy, under certain circumstances; but not Chummy— Chummy, who had made up her mind that love came before work, and who was going to be married and live happily ever after! Her eyelids stirred, and she moaned faintly. Dumont held cold water to her lips. She drank a little. Then he hurried out to the galley, and, knowing it was now safe to strike a light, put some water on to boil. When he came back she was'sit- ting up, greenish white about the » but breathing more or less normally. “Bastien!” she gasped. “Chummy!" he replied, with as much reproach as relief. “What a dreadful thing to do! It was luck! that I came in tim And then the proud, reserved Chiimmy came to the end of her self-control, “I wish you hadn’t come!” she cried, “I wish you hadn’t come!” She broke down completely, and it was terrible to watch. Little by little, Dumont managed to soothe her and to bring her back to normal behavior; but she was completely demoralized mentally, |* and could no more control her words than a person out of her mind. - She did what she would never have done, what she would rather have died than done, if she had been herself—she told him the truth, “Bastien, you should have let me be. It’s the only way out of it, Judy and Alan love each other,! but they won't take their happiness because of me!” -e ee A" first Dumont thought Chummy must be mad. He had not had the faintest inkling of such a situa- tion, He put it down to the gas. It had poisoned her mind. But, > UDI knew what she was talking about. She gave chapter and verse. While the floodgates were open, the flood flowed through. Judy and Alan loved each other. They had loved even more strongly since Alan came back. Alan had quite forgotten her, she said. Prob- ably he had never loved her. He had beem very, fond of her as a 'triend—that was all; but he loved Judy. How could any man help loving Judy? The last sentence was so true that Dumont laughed, and Chummy did not know that it was the laughter of despair. “But why did one never guess?” he asked. “Because they didn’t want any one to guess. Bastien,” she said, still unable to keep anything back. “They wanted to keep it from me. It was Judy at first—you know Judy; but afterward it was Alan, too, She made him see it that way. “How do you know?” “Because I do know—I can't help it. It was just before we were go- ing to be married the first time— last year—I can’t tell you, but 2 saw them together, and I knew. They were saying. goodby. Judy knew I loved Alan. She -wouldn't take him from me. You know Judy. They didn't know I'd heard and seen.” “And then,” said the young man, growing enlightened, “you suddenly decided that you must put your work before Steyne?” Chummy nodded. “Judy always thought you'd had @ quarrel, you know.” “Yes, I know. I don't think she guessed at the time; but afterward she knew that I knew.” “Aren't you imagining things?” “No, Bastien, I'm sure of it, Then, you know, she made her great success and went away, and I believe she took up with Mr. Gid- eon so that Alan shouldn't think about her any more. You know Judy.” It was pathetic how she re peated those three words. “She would never marry him while I was there—I know that.” “But then,” put in Dumont, in- tensely puzzled, “you were going to be married—now?” “I know. Alan ~ drifted back somehow. I expect it was because Judy had gone and there was all that talk about Mr. Gideon. I don’t know, but there it was; and I was Persuaded against myself, Bastien. I ought to have known that he hadn't forgotten her. I thought perhaps he had; but on the night when we heard about the fire at the theater—the night when we were all at the cafe—then I knew once and for all. None of you noticed him, I think; but I did. I just saw him die, Bastien!” ¥. Dumont looked at her and was moved to action. Telling her to sit still, he went out, brewed coffee, and forced her to drink a cup. had recovered somewhat, but she little by little, through her disor- ganized volition and her eloquent words, he came to see that she looked as if she had shaken hands |with death. : (To Be Continued) the ligaments are torn at the time of dislocation, inducing a very painful joint. A dislocated bone must be put back into its place and kept there until the ligs nts are firmly reestab- Dr. McCoy will gladly answer Enclose a stamped addressed envelope for reply. |} lished. In some joints, such as the finger, it is possible for the average Person to stretch the joint and allow it to slip back into its proper place, but usually a physician should set the more important joints. In sprains, some of the ligaments or fibres are broken or torn loose. Both dislocated and sprained joints should be bathed in either hot or cold water or, better still, in hot and cold water alternately. This keeps down the Swelling and reduces the pain. A dislocated or sprained joint should not be kept entirely at rest. Lightly exercising it, even though painful, keeps up a good circulation through the part, and this carries away the congested blood and dead tissue, hastening the healing process, Once a dislocation has taken plare, it is very easy for that joint to slip out of its normal position again, QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS Don't Frighten Children Question: K. J. asks: “Will you Please tell me whether or not throw- ing @ small child up in the air and catching it when it comes down is harmful to the child?” Answer: Throwing the child up in the air is not harmful providing the child is not frightened, and providing you catch him. The Potato Question: M. R. asks: “Will you betes ‘State the composition of a po- Answer: A potato consists of 75 per cent water, 2 per cent protein, about 20 per cent carbo-hydrates, principal- jy starch, 1 per cent fibre, and 1.1 Per cent mineral matter. Gall Stones Question: Mrs. F. O. H. asks: “Will you please state in your column how to find if you have gall stones? Do they make gas in the stomach?” Answer: It is difficult for the lay- man to diagnose his own case, for it is even easy for the expert diagnos- ticlan to make a mistake in the case of gall stones. The only positive way to be sure you have gall stones is to get an X-ray picture of them. But 48 some gall stones are hard to pho- tograph because of their composition, it is still possible that such stones are present even though they do not show an X-ray film. Gall stones and other gall bladder troubles usually upset digestion and the patient is generally troubled with excessive stomach and intestinal gas. Blood Test Question: Mrs. H. asks: “Would a blood test show if there was an in-, ward cancer?” Answer: An expert diagnostician uses several kinds of blood tests in arriving at a diagnosis of cancer. No single one of these tests is completely diagnostic of cancer, but blood tests are of considerable help in arriving at @ correct diagnosis. (Copyright, 1930, by The Bell Syndicate, Inc.) Quotations | oo “I have been that I was born in 1850, but that Ras nothing to do with my age.”—Cyrus H. K. Curtis, publisher. * * x “I believe the basis of any true friendship is respect.”—M. H. Roberts, chemist and engineer. - * * x “The unemployment problem in my mind is three-fold—first, seaso?mal un- employment; second, so-called tech- nological unemployment; and third, unemployment due to business de- pression.”—Walter S. Gifford, presi- dent of the American Telephone and Telegraph company. * * “Nothing is so plentiful in America ‘as opportunity. 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