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marek, N. D., and entered at the postoffice at Bismarck 4 THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE, MONDAY, NOVEMBER 83, 1930 BISMARCK TRIBUNE An Independent Newspaper THE STATE’S OLDEST NEWSPAPER (Established 1873) Published by The Bismarck Tribune Company, Bis- as second class mail matter. George D. Mann .... . President and Publisher Subscription Rates Payable in Advance Daily by carrier per year ........ onassnosasnannsane 2 pate by oi per year (in Bismarck) soccer 7.20 mail per year “Yan btate, Outside Bismarck) -e-ssssccmeensereenen 5.00 Daily by mail outside of North Dakota ......... 6. 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Logan Payne Co. | CHICAGO 3 NEW YORK BOSTON A Scheme for Relief President Hoover's conference on unemployment is en- gaged now in winnowing dozens of schemes in an effort to find some workable method of helping the jobless and restoring prosperity. ‘What course it will finally adopt is not yet clear— probably not even to the members of the conference themselves. Meanwhile, a great many suggestions arc being made in various parts of the country; and in some of them there may be @ good deal of value. ‘The Standard-Examiner of Ogden, Utah, puts forward an idea that at least has the merit of interpreting a nationwide program in terms of individual localities— an idea that enables anyone who studies it to see just what a federal program could mean to his own town. To begin with, this suggestion would call for the fed- eral government to appropriate one billion dollars for unemployment relief. The sum is huge, of course. But then, so is the unemployment problem, and it can be argued that a bad situation calls for desperate remedies. However, it is not the size of this sum, but the proposed. method of distribution that makes the Standard-Exam- iner’s plan worth examining. ‘The nioney would be allotted to the different cities of H the nation in proportion to their population—it would work out to about $8 per inhabitant—with the proviso that each city getting an allotment would appropriate ‘an equal sum, the ensuing total to be spent at once in that city for public improvements. By way of illustration: Ogden, a city of slightly better than 50,000 people, would get $425,000 of public funds. By adding a similar sum, and getting busy on needed public jobs, Ogden would provide work for some 800 men at $125 a month. In the nation as a whole, according to the Standard- Examiner's estimate, fully 2,000,000 men would be given work during the next eight months. With 2,000,000 men restored to purchasing power, demand for all sorts of commodities would rise, factory production—and, con- sequently, factory employment—would go up, and the ball \ culd start rolling once more. ‘The plan doubtless will get consideration. Mo: fanci- ful proposals have taken hours of the time of the so- called “great brains” of the country and every once fn a while es sv- “position works out well. Before adopting the idea of the gentleman from Utah, hovvever, a lot of hard-headed men will want to know where, when and how the government is going te raise that billion and how the cities are going*to match it. They will want to know who is going to pay the fiddler when he hangs up his violin after the big money dance is over, And—more than this from the North Dakota stand- point—they will want an answer to the question, “Why dish up all the gravy to the cities? Hasn't the farmer sny right to a place at the public trough?” The Story of Fire Prevention The study of fire control is said to be almost as old as the history of man, but in former centuries effort was chiefly given to working out ways and means of keeping fires from spreading. Scientific work designed to prevent the occurrence of fire is of very recent origin and most of the progress has been made in the last three decades. Organized fire prevention, according to an authority, first came into being in Ohio, In that state the nation’s first fire prevention association was formed, the sec- ond fire marshal’s law was passed, the first Safe and Sane Fourth of July authorized and the first state build- ing code committee created. These Ohio organizers were called to other states to assist in starting similar move- ments. Fire prevention was given official government support when, in 1920, Woodrow Wilson proclaimed Fire Prevention day, which has since become Fire Prevention week. Now, due mainly to the work of such organizations as the National Board of Fire Underwriters, intensive fire prevention activities—ranging in scope all the way from promotion of better building laws to the apprehension of arsonists—are carried on throughout the nation, Our fire waste is still gigantic—but it is the fault of citizens if they have neglected to learn the rules of fire preven- tion. It is to be hoped that some day we will fully realize the tragedy, of the waste, and fight, as a nation against it. The Prospects for Peace Probably the American public realizes by this time that Mussolini, in his fire-eater speechgs, is talking | largely for home consumption, and is not really as bel-| licose as he sounds. Nevertheless, his recent charge that Europe is busy preparing for another war in a way that belies its words of peace is not entirely an empty bit of rhetoric. At this moment France is installing, along its north- ern and eastern frontier, a system of fortifications more modern and elaborate than anything ever construcied before. The French, beyond doubt, desire peace as earn- estly as anyone; but quite obviously, they are not con- vinced that a new war is improbable. Those costly fortifications speak volumes as to the probable perma- nence of Europe's peace. Diaries and Privacy The sculptor in Richmond, Va., who left directions in his will that his diary, which he had kept up to date for 73 years, be burned without being read by anyone, had, it seems to us, the right idea about the proper Place a diary should have, A diary, if it means anything at all, is composed of one’s most private and intimate musings on one’s selt, one’s lite and one’s acquaintances. Its excuse for existence is the fact that its author wants to get things off of his chest but doe not feel like letting his’fellow men hear him do it. It is strictly a personal matter. Hence, when the diarist dies, he does not want others to look someone else, some day, will read it is not really a diartst at all; he is simply an exhibitionist. The genuine diary exists only for the writer of it. A Cause for Optimism Although the Bureau of Business Conditions of the Alexander Hamilton Institute docs not believe that busi- ness will improve to any satisfactory extent before next spring, at the earliest, it nevertheless sees reason for a strong, healthy optimism as regard the future, “Prosperity,” it remarks in a current bulletin, “depends ; on production, and the means to produce are as great now as in 1929. The United States still has machinery, abundant natural resources and. an energetic, capable and intelligent people. Given these fundamentals, nothing can stop, over the long-term trend, increasing production, greater prosperity, a higher standard of liv- ing. A period of depression is not a sign of degenera- tion but a sign of progress. It is merely the result of zealousness overdone, a characteristic which is the root Of progress.” There is a lot of sound sense in that. It comes as a good antidote to some of the gioomy ‘pessimism which is so popular right now. | i A Neighborhood There are now twenty cities in the United States whic! have more than a hundred thousand telephones in —twice as many as there were ten years ago. As the world develops, the telephone, as the fastest and most efficient means of communication, becomes ot | increasing value. Once it was\a convenience. Now it is} a necessity, The social and business relations of the twentieth century, whether between individuals, indus- | tries or governments, are dependent to a large degree on | the telephone. | Fifty years ago it took months for a letter to reach, Europe from certain parts of the United States. Now, within a few minutes, we can project our voices across | oceans and continents. The telephone has made the! world into a neighborhood. Gas Teaches Deaf and Dumb A new and extraordinary use for gas has come into being in London, It is announced that an ordinary gas/ flame is being successfully used to teach deaf and dumbj children the letters of the alphabet. The method consists in showing eagh child how he or she may make the gas flame jump and flicker at a varying rate with the current of air produced in speak- ing the different letters. The average pupil can learn the alphabet in this way in three months, We often have heard of “gas” in connection with conversation but, strange as it may scem, it remained for those physically handicapped to make it a Teality. Editorial Comment Editorials printed below show the t thought by other editors, They are published withe gut regard to whether th Tae Tebones wee ey agree or disagree with Congress on the Air (Hettinger County Herald) Instead of doing anything to “clear up the air” for the benefit of radio users congress is now proposing to broadcast specches from the house and senate chambers. A movement is definitely on foot to have broadcasting apparatus installed in the house and senate to carry the day by day proceedings over the air. Good musical accompaniment will be necded if this now move is to prove very entertaining. And will not Tom Heflin be sorry he did not remain a good Democrat when the new apparatus gets into operation? Text Book Wars (St. Paui Dispatch) It is in the battle of the books, and particularly text books, that national feeling is displayed in its most un- becoming colors. The demand on the part of over-zealous Persons that a history text book shall be chiefly a hand- book on patriotism usually contributes most to the din of bgttle. The din of another text book battle has reached Amer- ica’s shores from far-off Australia, The controversy is of interest to this country because it centers around a Standard school book that happens to be of American authorship. It is Hayes’ and Moon's “Modern History,” and the objection to it by the Australian Natives as- sociation is that it is biased, untrue and insulting, In Particular the following statement is‘selected as a fal- sification of the truth and an insult to British and Australian troops: “The British collected a motley army, composed chiefly of colonial troops, and landed it on the tip of Gallipoli Peninsula, close to the Dardanelles.” Doubtless it is the adjective “motley” that is objection- able. But a visit to the dictionary takes a good deal of the sting out of the word. The meaning is “variegated in color” or “heterogeneously made or mixed up.” It would seem that the latter meaning exactly describes any colonial troops whether British, French or Ameri- can. But to some Australians the word conveys an in- sult and when such an idea gets mixed up with pa- triotism there is no use of argument. Where Are the Parties? (Duluth Herald) One of the commonest things in this campaign in Minnesota is the “all-party” organization for this or that candidate for state office. ‘This is interesting because it shows that party lines are being most awfully scrambled, and what is going to come of it nobody knows. Not so long ago contests were always clear-cut, even in’ Minnesota, between Democrats and Republicans. When the Farmer-Labor party came in a few years ago, still party lines wefe clearly drawn. But now Mr. Olson, who is supposed to be the Farmer- Labor candidate for governor, puts no party designation whatever on his campaign posters. Mr. Indrehus, who is the Democratic candidate for governor, makes no appearance at all. Only Mr. Chase runs as the candidate of his party. There are “all-party” organizations for many candi- dates, and the average candidate seems to be more afraid of his party label than proud of it. Nor is this situation confined to Minnesota, for in many states the prohibition issue is scrambling party lines terrifically. If this goes on until the disorder becomes so great that it becomes necessary to organize ¢wo new parties, one liberal and the other conservative, to express the ; real division of sentiment, it might not be a bad thing at all. ——_,—— A Belated Award (Washington Star) It may take a long time, but generally, if a war hero is blessed with longevity, he will receive the proper reward from the American government. Such is the case of Capt. Eddie V. Rickenbacker, ace of aces of the Ameri- can Expeditionary Force, who was credited, during those harrowing days abroad, with having shot down twenty- six enemy planes, For twelve years now the ponderous machinery that seems to be required to recognize out- standing war merit has been grinding and the result of the twelve years of labor will be shown early next month when the gallant flyer, with appropriate cere- mony, will be presented with the congressional medal of honor, the nation’s highest award, by the president of the United States. Just why it should take all this time to decide to give the medal to Capt. Rickenbacker is one of the perennial government mysteries. The time to honor the doughty aviator, who by his skill and courage set a fine example for his comrades in those grim days at the battle front, was when he first returned to this country, the idol of the American people. The flavor was in it then. Now it is almost like serving a warmed-up meal. It may be said, of course, that honoring Rickenbacker now will be the means of reviving memories of his glori- ous war exploits. The ceremony will undoubtedly do that. How much better, though, in war-time or peace- time pursuits, to recognize merit when merit asserts it- self, rather than to delay for any period the bestowing of richly deserved recognition! America’s premier battle flyer will undoubtedly appreciate tie award from his government. But it is safe to say that there will be many at the ceremony next month who will believe that the government could have given Rickenbacker just a at it. They would get too close a glimpse at his own soul. little greater thrill if it had not waited twelve years ‘The man who writes his diary with the notion that| to do it. | Get a Load Off Your Mind! | SXNOPSIS: Denny Dorn, Greenwich Village artist, is strangely murdered in his home di gteen portiere rope which Ji coming from his apartment. ‘ty. He is found hi b: almer. newpaper man, recone as as are suspected. Henry guests Carpenter is found in the cellar suffering from a stroke which pur- alyzes his power Detective Murphy ‘ baie hand. appears, The quests them they must stay in the house Weird groans and heavy Palmer and a policeman of speech before he can relate what hap has a small piece of cloth which he found This will identify the murderer. Murphy believes. are in a state of hysteria as Murphy tells footsteps are decide to in ed. lasped until the murder has been solved. heard coming from the celiar. westigate. By E. V. BURKHOLDER (Copyright, 1930, by New ‘York Evening GRAPHIC) HE hallway on the first floor of Dorn’s house was long and narrow, as is the case with most of the little three- story and basement Colonial houses in the village. There were two doors leading off the hallway into the two large rooms on the first floor. The rear room of the floor was Carpenter’s bedroom. The front room was a com- bination reception and living room. The light was in the extreme ?Q———————_ front of the hall and it was so small that the whole place was cast in shadowy darkness. Standing in the front part of the hall you could hardly see to the rear, where stairway went down into the base- ment. and I stood near ‘was an old-fash- an odd The policeman the front door. It jioned door, with lock that was sul to be an antique. We si there several seconds before either one of us moved or said a word. The sound of the weird heavy tread in the cellar died away.'*The groans. ceased with the shrill cry. I knew that it had been a woman’s cry. but I didn’t recognize the voice. That didn’t mean anything, since I was hardly well enough acquainted with any of the girls in the house to recognize their cries. “That came from the cellar.” the policeman whispered. His full red face looked a little le to me. I wondered what mine looked like to him. He didn’t pay any attention to my face. He stared in the shadowy darkness of the hallway. “Some one is walking around in the cellar.” he continued. “But I’m not so sure that that cry came from the cellar.” “That's the only place it could have come from,” I said. “There is something going on in the cellar and I think we ought to go down.” (INVESTIGATING THE CELLAR] atte. I placed emphasis on the “we.” 1 wasn’t anxious to go down there alone. “I can’t leave FY, Station here,” he said. “Get Bill to go with you. He's in that sick room.” I got Bill, who was the policeman stationed in Carpénter’s room, and “Are you sure the noise came from the cellar?” he asked. “That's what it sounded like to the | me,” I answered. “You've got good ears to hear some one walking down in the cellar from the first floor.” “It wasn’t walking. It was a dull, heavy tread.” “You haven't heard it since we started down stairs, have you?” “No, I haven't.” We both listened closely. An cerie silence pervaded the hallway and the house. THe little red’ electric light bulb in the front of the hall flickering dimly, cast its feeble rays reluctantly into the darkness. No sound came from either the cellar or the basement. ‘We stood for several seconds straining oureears. Then something moved in the cellar. It was a strange and indefinable sound. ‘There were no footsteps. Just the sound of something moving below us. ‘The policeman looked at me. I could hardly see his tace in the darkness. “There's some cone down in the cellar.” he said. I didn’t answer. I was listenin: for that sound. It came again ant when it did I straightened up with @ jerk. It was a vague, clickins sound—the same sound I had hear the fatal minute when the lights were out in the studio and while Denny Dorn was in the kitchen- It was not exactly a click. It was @ sharp metallic sound. It might have been caused by a wire break- ing and yet it was not quite sharp enough for that. Three times the sound came; then all was silent again. The policeman opened the door to the cellar. It was as black as the “What was that?” the policeman said as the strange thutap of padded footsteps we started down the steps to the basement. Bill was not so big. but he had nerve He went ahead as it he were breaking up @ boy's crap game and I followed. feeling rather brave and at ease behind him. The baser.-nt hallway was even more dimly lighted than the one | hor above. The policeman didn't stop to look at either of the doors to the basement rooms. They were both oartly open. He turned and walked directly for tke door to the stairs to the cellar. sounded in our ears face cf spades down there. I heard the policeman fumbling along the wall. The light switch clicked and the cellar was flooded with light. * We went down the small staire way slowly. The cellar was a low ceilinged room, the size of the use. There was a cement floor snd Chg aes had Deen mle ashed. was a neat an looking little cellar. ay pas bolle 19 ibe steam heating in ie l- iar. Alongside "the “ama “cteas | the policeman of the cellar. whee ne boiler was an automatic gas water heater. The coal bin was along the east wall, in line with the boiler and heater. In the rear of the cellar some furniture was stored and in the southeast corner Car- enter and Dorn’s still was located. We looked carefully around the cellar. It vas lighted with one light in the front and one in the rear. No one was to be seen, “No one down here.” the police- man said, after we had spent sev- eral moments looking around. “It doesn’t look that way.” I re- plied, “But we heard some one.” “We heard something,” he said, “but there is only one stairway out 4 nea place and no one went up I walked to the rear of the cellar and he followed. The floor smelled of whisky and the whisky barrel was empty. No one had closed the spigot that poor old Harv Carpen- ter had opened to fill his bottles when the stroke had hit him. The still was a funny looking little apparatus—a combination of copper coils and pipes. ¢ policeman ey 3 care- n making their own eh?” he said. is Carpenter's still.” I “The old man was filling several bottles for the party out of that barrel when he was hit with a stroke.’ “Lot of whisky wasted,” the po- liceman laughed. “It smells like good stuff.” “It wasn’t bad,” I replied. “I had some of it earlier in the evening.” “There's blood here.” the police- man said. looking at the cement floor near the barrel. I looked at the floor, There was blood smeared all over it. An old piece of iron near the whisky barrel had a sharp point and this point was red with blood. It was this old piece of iron that Carpenter had hit when he fell. “He must have got a nasty cut,” the policeman said. “He did. I saw it.” é As we stood looking at the still and smelling the whisky on the floor we both forgot all about the noise we had heard in the cellar. I suddenly remembered the strange. click-like sound. It had come from the cellar. There was no doubt about that, but the cellar was empty. Who had been responsible for the heavy, tread-like footsteps I had heard when standing in the hall- way? Who was the woman that screamed? “Guess we were wrong,” the po- “There ain’t nobody liceman said, wn here.” “That sound came from down here,” I “Maybe there's another door out of this place.” “I don’t know where it would be.” the policeman said. “Take a look around and see if you can see any hidden I looked, but there were no doors. There was usual airway in the front of the cellar, which had a grate over the top and which opened up in the little narrow stone court in front of the house; but there was no way for any one to get out that way. I walked to it and looked up at the grate. That means of escape was out of the ‘| question. “They never got out this way,” 1 s PHANTOM SOUNDS! } TE “No, they didn’t go out that way,” ic called from the rear he was still Soaking, at the si walked back him, my nated darting on both sides of the whte- washed % | “You were hearing things.” the Policeman said. “There is no one down here.” “You heard it yourself,” I said. “) was hearing things also. disappear at the peat the ste! I couldn’t tell whether it was foot of a man 0 3 woman. “Who was that?” I cried, starting for the stairway. “How do I know?” the pcticeman radia es tae “ you was some one here.” I said. By this time I was at the foot of stairs without me. 1 didn’t know whether h> heard eavou find “ont who { ip ‘ou out w! It ? cried. “I've found ‘something ere I said. but I wasn’t worrying that, I was lookiry at two cond first step of the stair- prints on the way. They were exactly the sam those I had seen at iar ae? ameled chair in the kitchenette! Whose te they and what do ris "mean? ment - this, isippine decal - story in ‘® waper. ae {490 words, Address Ds, Fresh McCay, exe of this pape.‘ WATER ESSENTIAL TO LIFE The earliest nations of men origi- nated in fertile valleys like the Eu- phrates and the Nile. In lands pe- riodically inundated with the water of these rivers, man could rely upon his crops of grain and vegetables. Civi- lizations of the past and present have followed where water was abundant. The most uninhabited portions of the world are those dry and rocky places where the least water exists in an available form such as the great deserts of the world—the Sahara of Africa, the Gobi of Mongolia, and the Mojave and middle western deserts of the United States. On these arid lands, parched by the glaring sun of countless centuries, no plants will grow. ‘The first jelly-like beginnings of organized life, both vegetable and ani- mal, came from the sea, and perished whenever they were cast upon dry land; and from the Palaeozoic jungles to the present time, organic life has been changed and controlled by the varying balance between the elements of water and sunlight. Life had to remain near the shores of beaches and shallows. No creature can breathe or digest its food without water. Water-living, creatures wave their freely exposed gills by which they extract their oxygen from the water. Every plant and animal that escaped from the sea had to develop a tough outer coat around its breathing apparatus to re- tain Its moisture, and the vertebrate animals developed their lungs encased within their bodies. Even the lungs; are somewhat on the principle of gills, since the oxygen of the air is absorbed stirring the germ of life within the seed, there will be food for the seed Dr. McCoy will gladly answer personal questions on health and diet addressed to him, care of The Tribune. Enclose a stamped addressed envelope for reply. to grow and bud and blossom into full maturity. There can be no life without water. The highest forms of living things exist where the water supply is regu- lated to meet the demands of both animal and vegetable life. QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS “Spells” Which Leave Headache Question: Mrs. A. D. writes: “I have a most annoying feeling come over me at times. It begins in my head, then seems to make my body stiff. Does not last long, but when it does go away leaves me with a very bad headache all the rest of the day. Could you tell me what it is and what to do about it?” Answer: It would be necessary for me to know more about your trouble in order to give you a correct expla- nation of the cause and cure. I can- not attempt to diagnose cases without personal examinations, Pancakes and Coffee Question: Mrs. J. writes: “I am fond of pancakes and coffee for breakfast. Sometimes I use oatmeal and poached eggs in addition. Would this hurt if I am careful with my other meals? I never see you men- by the moisture of the lungs refore it can reach the blood. Many of the lower forms of Ife are born and live in water. Some, such as the amphibians, come fortl: and live upon the land. The frog lays its eggs within the water. ‘The eggs hatch into tafpoles. The tad- poles develop legs and lungs so that the frog can live and walk on the land. All animals living in sunlight aud air must have a protective skin to regulate and retain their moisture so that they will not dry up. ‘A higher form of the life than the amphibian, the reptile, has its life beginning in eggs on land, but the egg is principally water, and is sur- rounded by a hard shell that prevents evaporation by preserving the pre- cious moisture until the egg is hatched. The highest form of life that has developed on this planet is the mam- mal, a form where the egg is retained and protected within the body of the mother until it has developed into a miniature adult. Water is the greatest solvent in the world. With the aid of water nour- ishing elements locked in the soil are dissolved so that when the sun shoots forth its shaft of infra-red and pierces through the fertile earth, tion pancakes in your menus.” Answer: I do not recommend the ordinary pancake because it is ex- ceedingly hard to digest, and a break- fast such as you describe is apt to make you logy and sleepy the re- mainder of the day. Even if your di- gestive system is good, the strain will tell in time. A good substitute for pancakes is a thoroughly toasted waffle in which the starch is com pletely dextrinized. I do not advise much butter or syrup on the waffle. In addition, one or two eggs may be used in any manner except fried, and some stewed fruit, prepared without sugar. I advise breakfast cereal only for children and those getting suf- ficient physical exercise. Hair Turning Curly Question: R. writes: “Am 32 years old and my hair is just begin- ning to get curly. Could there be something wrong with my health or scalp? I feel fine, but would like to know the reason for this change in my hair.” Answer: Hair frequently turns curly toward middle age, and this change is no doubt due to the results of a bad fever or to a radical change in diet. I have known many cases where thin, straight hair became curly after a fasting and dieting regimen. o———_ | astrology.”—Stuart Chase, economic | Today Is the expert. : Anniversary of | BRYANT’S BIRTH On Nov. 3, 1794, William Cullen Bryant, great American poet and journalist, was born at Cummington, Mags., the son of @ physician. Precocious as a boy, Bryant com- posed “Thanatopsis,” one of the greatest poems in blank verse, at the age of 18. He was sent to Williams College, but left it after a year to take up the study of law. He prac- ticed law for 10 years but continued to write poetry. In 1825 Bryant removed to New! York, where he joined the New York Evening Post, of which he later | became editor-in-chief. His editor- ials were written simply and frankly and in excellent prose style. He is best known as a poet, how- ever, particularly for his “Thana- topsis,” “To a Waterfowl,” “The Fringed Gentian,” and “The Crowd- ed Street.” Such lines from his works as “Truth, crushed to earth, shall rise again,” and “The melan- choly days are come, the saddest of the year,” have become household quotations. Bryant died in New York at 84 as the result of a sunstroke, while he was making an address at the unveiling of a statue. i, BARBS So John Gregg, inventor of the short- hand system, has just married. His wife should find him adequately equipped to take dictation. xs * ‘Now that ice is to be introduced in colors, the big question is how are they. going to employ the warmer tones? “Bugs” Moran, rackteer, arrested in Chicago, said that he is a business man. For him, of course, business is always “tough.” es * * News that a Texas man was ar- rested for a murder committed in 1883 is heartening to New Yorkers. They may yet find a solution to the Rothstein case. ** * The fact that Hitler, German Fascist leader, is followed about in TUESDAY, NOVEMBER 4 1,350 Kilocyclen—a45.1 Meters m reporter in al bulletin: ashington. S. depart- aa 10: pening grain markets; weath- r report. 10 unt Sanimy, 10, equest hour: Paul Luther, conductor, ington time signal: Bees Trib: une news and weather; lunch- eon program, Music. ee.) cal matinee melodies. ain mark high, low, and k ‘Tribune news, . Paul livestock. jour: Good News radio zine. —Stocks and bonds, ‘ismarck Tribune sports items. ismarck Tribune news, ‘World Bookman. 0—Your dinner hour, three princes of the air, ewscasting. tudio program, ani Naoamonee we PREDICTS TOTAL LOSS Minneapolis, Nov. 3—(?)—Joseph Chapman, receiver for the W. B. Foshay Building corporation, Satur- day said stockholders in that con- cern were not likely to receive any- | thing from their stock holdings, in a Teport to the United States district court. The Foshay corporation went into receivership a year ago today. ASK TRUCK LINE PERMIT Harold A. Stucky, operating under the name of Stucky Truck Line of Lidgerwood, has filed an application with the state board of railroad com- missioners for a certificate to operate motor freight service between Lidger- wood and Fargo, and intermediate Points. A hearing will be conducted at Lidgerwood Thursday. Stucky pro- Poses to operate tri-weekly. FLAPPER, FANNY SAYS: public by women who call him “Adolph the beautiful,” suggests he rates about the same there as a big- time crooner does here. (Copyright, 1930, NEA Service, Inc.) [Quotations “Any party which takes credit for the rain must not be surprised if its opponents blamé it for the drought.” —Dwight W. Morrow. * * * “The good men do is not always interred with their bones.”—Elizabeth McCausland. x * * “No law makes a thing right or wrong.”—James A. Reed, “2 ® “Space is destined to remain as the only theory representing reality.”— Albert Einstein. * * * “Production has become a science. {Consumption is still in the realm of More people are dropping % flas every day, in eotete ras re ab dl

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