The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, July 25, 1931, Page 6

The Bismarck Tribune j An Independent Newspaper | THE STATE'S OLDEST NEWSP, APER Established 1873) Published by The Bismarck Tribune , Bismarck, N. D., and en- tered at the postoffice at Bsmarck as Second class mail matter. GEORGE D. MANN President and Publisher. Subscription Rates Payable in Advance Daily by carrier, per year. Daily by mail per year (in state Outside Bismarck).....,....... 5.00/ Daily by mail outside of North Dakota ......ccccsccceeeeeeees 6.00) ETRE na a Weekly by mail in state, per year$1.00 Weekly by mail in state, three a Dakota, per year ...... . Weekly by mail in Canada, per Member of Audit Bureau of Circulation Sirah Member of The Associated Press The Associated Press is exclusively entitled to the use for republication of all news dispatches credited to it or not otherwise credited in this news- paper’ and also the local news of spontaneous origin published herein. All rights of republication of all other matter herein are also reserved. (Official City, State and County Newspaper) a a tra Foreign Representatives SMALL, SPENCER & LEVINGS (Incorporated) Formerly G. Logan Payne Co. CHICAGO NEW YORK BOSTON A Dream Realized ‘With the dedication of Burleigh] county’s new courthouse today an 150 ferent situation than those whic! now prevail. When tax money came into the coffers freely, it was a nat- ural and logical thing for it to flow out just as freely. But money comes harder now, as) nearly every individual in America can testify. The importance of the dollar has been magnified, partly be- cause it buys more now than it used to, but mainly because it is harder to get. The business of making the necessary adjustments will not be a Pleasant one but it is a matter of necessity, not one of choice. Un- less they are reduced materially, tax collections will fall off and reduc- tions will then be made under far more stress and with less convenience than is possible now. One of the suggestions made at the recent hearing was for a general curtailment in the city’s salary list,| now totaling $80,000 a year. | At first blush the reaction of the average individual is to say “No” without hesitation. But second thought is liable to put a different face on the matter. No one likes to reduce salaries, but it is better to do that than to let the city incur serious financial troubles. And in this connection, it is well to remember the relative rights and conditions of those who pay the mon- ey and those who get it. The taxpayers are encountering trouble in getting the wherewithal to meet their payments. Many a fath- er is sweating blood right now to maintain his home. High taxes are one of his major problems. In view of these conditions, and there is no doubting that they exist,’ it scems only just that the employes] of these people should share in the old dream is eclipsed and a new one; is realized. | Officially, today’s celebration marks) the passing of the old structure and the beginning of the new. The| chambers which heard the eloquent! Pleas of the lawyers of old soon are to be no more. The jail where some of North Dakota’s most noted crim-} fulness, | In the memory of persons still liv-| ing in Bismarck, these structures were! of jiving in the nation as a whole| They follow tireless trails over the jearth, often covering their tracks to| among the finest in the state. Old heads will recall the ceremonies when! they were dedicated and were regard- general condition. To have it other- wise would be to place the servant in fine linen while the master wears his old clothes. If such adjustments are recom-/ mended and made, it is to be hoped) that they will be handled in such aj manner as to work the least possible} hardship on the city’s employes. The) ets of the city salary scale. Don’t Know Where We're Going, But We’re on Our Way! New York, July 25.—Those canny inals have looked out through the) pruning knife will show little benefit) book sleuths who hunt down rare bars, has ere this seen its last use-/if it is used only in the lower Breaks cations for bibliophiles are Sher- 'locks whose adventures are rarely re- Statisticians assert that the cost counted. has been reduced 32 per cent from! the peak reached at the end of 1929. In other words, the dollar today is 32 | braries and running down uncertain jelues. There is, to be sure, an “un- derground” system of obtaining tips,/ even as in a detective’s office and there is an endless gossiping that oft- times leads to a rich cache. Also accident often plays an im- portant part in the discovery of valued volumes. A friend of mine, who is particularly expert on early) ; Americana, told me of a recent search that jumped from America to France. | While idling in front of a little Paris jbook stall he stumbled upon a first! ledition of Benjamin Franklin's “Poor | | Richard's Almanac.” He bought it for a few francs, though it is worth known bibliophiles; also that ““Tamer- lane,” in a certain edition that would hold little attraction for the average eye, is a most valuable document. Well, so the story goes, there is a little second-hand bookshop in the upper Bowery district of New York operated by a gent named Schwartz. One day, some months ago, there came into his place one of those old ladies, out of the lavender-and-lace age, encountered now and then in the Manhattan highways. They wear ancient bonnets perched on their heads; their hair appears to conceal an old-fashioned rat; their dresses’ are of the sort to be found in Godey’s| Ladies’ Book. a fortune to collectors. He had another tale that was quite throw off rivals. Except in the small; the strangest I have ever encountered world of collectors, little is known. of|in bookdom. But before retelling his them. Their days are spent prowling! story, let me explain that Owen D.}... Seeming a bit nervous, the old lady informed the bookdealer that she was {in need of funds; that she had a large library in her Long Island house and would he come and make a) ed as the almost imperishable product/ ner cent larger than it was then. through littered basements of old Young, the financial wizard and in-|bid on it? She wasn’t sure he would ‘This is an important item in figuring OOK Stores, ferreting through private _Gustrialist, is also one of the best,be interested .... but, then, there Sonne ART of a growing commonwealth. is the dream which has passed. The one which is realized is that,| primarily, of a younger generation. New times bring new needs. What was satisfactory yesterday is hope- lessly out of date today. The accom-| modations and conveniences which’ were luxury a score of years ago are the sheerest of necessities now. The new courthouse was one of those necessities. | At a time when the city was small-, er and the county less thickly Popu-| lated, the loss of a land title was not, such a serious matter. The possi-| bility of the county records being de-| stroyed by fire was not regarded as so! likely or as a major calamity in the, event that it did happen. Verbal) testimony was at hand, in most in-| Stanees, to trace the ownership of} every important piece of land. \ But those days vanished and with) them came an era when written rec- ords were more important. The grave has long since claimed most of those) who could give first-hand informa-| tion about such important matters. ‘The possibility that the old court! house—the pride of its day but no! longer useful—would burn, gave rise; to the demand for a new and better} structure. | Primarily, of course, the new court-| house is the achievement of the people| of Burleigh county. It is they who} authorized it and it is they whose, credit was pledged to guarantee pay-| ment for it. But for the manner in which the! orders of the people were executed the| county commissioners deserve credit.) ‘The new building is one of which| the county and city may well be proud. In appearance it upholds the dignity which a great commonwealth seeks) to express in a public structure. From the standpoint of efficiency it will do} its full share toward facilitating the handling of the public business. County officeholders who have labored under handicaps for so long, now have ‘@ccommodations as good as any in the! land. The Pioneers who sit upon the plat- form today as honored guests will} applaud this achievement. They, as) well as the younger generation, rec- ognized the necessity and approved the change. And those other pioneers who have gone to their reward, will look down, from a far Valhalla and approve also. ‘They would not like it were their de- acendants to prove less progressive, less forward-looking than they were in their own day. Not As Bad As It Looks When members of the city com- mission and the new and enlarged city tax committee confer Monday That | | modified report on prohibition and government costs. Many private bus | ness firms have recognized the fact| by making adjustments in wages.| Busin conditions have made it im-| perative. But there still is this satisfaction for the man who finds his pay en-| velope a little slimmer: Had the| reduction not becn made he really} would have been given a substantial) | increase in pay by reason of the fact) that his dollar goes farther. Editorial Comment Editorials printed below show the trend of thi They are publ to whether they agree or disasri with The Tribune's policies. Experts Not Wanted? (New York World-Telegram) The administration of President] Hoover was welcomed as the dawn) of a new and scientific era in govern- ment in which engineers, scientists] and experts would man the ship of] state, the politicians be sent to the| gall In view of recent event:,! however, one begins to wonder if the! expert aboard this ship isn't about, as popular as was the late Mr. Jonah} on that leaky tramp schooner en route to Tarsus. The first inkling of the Hoover coolness toward experts was the prompt dumping in the White House| waste basket of a protest of 1,000) economists against signing of the Hawley-Smoot tariff act. Then there| was the story of a similar fate that! befell recommendations by Colonel Arthur Woods, of the Emergency Em- ployment commission. The highly experted Wickersham commission has not been free from political tinkering, as shown by the the shelving of the Stern-Pollak ex-| pert account of the Mooney-Billings trials. Finafly there came <he open charge by Dr. Ray Q. Hall, commerce de- partment finance specialist, that he was fired because he refused to doctor his report in the interest of political considerations. Professor James Harvey Rogers, of Yale, sees in all these incidents “a tendency apparent in Washington to hide expert findings behind a false front of political expediency.” He wonders how long men of science would offer their services to a gov- ernment that ignored or misused their reports. “We were led to believe that this would be a scientific administration,” said Dr. Rogers. “In interpreting the data of experts it appears that often officials have been guided. by Political considerations rather than by scientific realism.” The criticism is serious. Tired of muddling through with the politi- cians, the people chose Mr. Hoover as their first expert in the White House in the hope and belief that he would make their democracy intelligent. If he now has deserted his own ex- perts for the devious way of the Politicians the people may well feel a sense of betrayal. if BARBS | In times of a de jon, says the UTNE Fheart¢L. BEGIN HERE TODAY ANE BARRETT, 18 and be: fascinated by VAN Rt hand: man of the CASS BARRETT, Liane’s playing sum. mer stock, Linne meets MURIEL Martel fs anid . CK DES- MOND, reporter, but plays around with other men. ELSIE MINTER, the engenue, tells Liane there is gorsip “about Robard Mrs, on tour in the fall, with the rch MES. iH. In Philadelp! Liane rushes to her, in her delirium of returns to the Clecspaugh to _convalesce. ; PAUGH asks Liane to marry and, wishing to help her mother, the girl accepts. A LORD and FANNY ERTON, sisters, come t at the Cleespaughs nnd Tre hateful to Liane. She plots to brenk off the engagement hetween Clive ‘and Liane. Blackmatlers MID, police officer who once be- friendead je she has an enemy. At m ball given for the PRINCE OF SLAVARIA, Liane disappea Chuck Desmond and the Prince himself start a search fur er. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER XXVI ane Hugo, Crown Prince of Slavaria, had left her Liane stood. quite still for a moment. The music from the ballroom came to her in little muted gasps, She thought, “I ought to run back to the box and see Clive for a moment. He'll wonder where I've vanished.” She wondered how the Prince would find her wrap. She had not told him what it was like. With one foot on the bottom stair she stood irresolute. As she turned a quiet, commanding voice said, “Don’t move, girl. We've got you covered.” Lightning-like, she wheeled in time to get a dim flash of two grim men in evening clothes. One was armed. This she saw before the black silk scarf was slipped over her eyes, “Grab her, Len,” one of the men said gruffly, A hand clamped itself over her mouth, Strong, unkindly arms lifted her, She felt the night air on her face, She kicked violently. One silver pump fell off, unnoted. Strug- gling still, was lifted up. Ah, @ car seat. e smell of Russian leather, of cigarets. The thrum of an expensive motor. Those iron hands still clamped her wrists. Her face was utterly veiled in that black silk. She heard the engine slide into sec- ond, into high. Smoothly the car glided over the ruts of the entrance—yes, that was a remem- bered bump! She knew they were skimming along the turnpike, But whether the road led east or west she could not say. The man on the seat beside her released her hands. He said with ironic politeness, “Do you no good to scream now, miss. Better be quiet and make no trouble.” * Liane bit her lips to keep from weeping. “If em pearls you want,” she stremulously, be something he would want} [ might Schwartz went, quickly glanced over the number of books and offered to take several hundred for something Ike $150, He did not take time to check the list carefully and, when the books were delivered to his store, he Placed them in piles of 20 on the floor. Meanwhile a scout for a lower Fifth Avenue concern, dealing in rare books, had come by. The expert glanced at the first pile upon the floor, and made '@ desperate effort to conceal his eager- ness. For on the very top was a copy of the much-sought “Tamerlane”! “I notice a couple of fair bits of Americana in this pile,” he said casually. “Think I could turn them over. I'll buy the whole pile.” The books were bought for a price slightly above that paid by Schwartz for the entire Mbrary. The old book dealer thought he was in great good fortune. But before nightfall, “Tamer- lane” had been delivered to a collec- tor—and at a figure said to have been $25,000. Meanwhile an underground tip had come to my friend, who reached the expert’s office too late— the book had been sold. My friend was upset and worried, for he knew this was an item for Owen Young’s collection. Within a week, it was in ‘Young’s possession. And the price, I was told, was t $50,000. GILBERT SWAN. TODAY IS THE-Z RY BORAH’S WAR SPEECH On July 25, 1917, Senator William E. Borah, of Idaho, delivered a speech in the senate in which he warned congress and the nation against useless ‘expenditures in the World war. He said in part: “No more serious situation could confront warring nations that that which confronts the allics at this hour. In the minds of some it may not be considered wise to say so, but the situation is here, and I am one of those who believe that we should spkak truthfully and plainly to those who must pay our taxes and fight our battles. “The hour of sacrifice has arrived, and, being here, will the senate of the United States linger and parley over money to go into Fish Creek, Tombig- bee Creek or some other inconsequen- tial and worthless waterways? Shall we rise to the invitations of this solemn and awful hour or shall we Still tribe with selfish and immaterial matters as the storm comes on? “If our own institutions are not at stake, if the security of our own country is not involved, if we as a people and as a nation are not fight- ing for our own rights and the honor of valte.” The man’s laugh grated. “We'll have them, too. But later.” “Where are you taking me?” the girl asked in terror. “What can you possibly want? You've mistaken me for someone else. I have no money to give you.” ‘We know you right cnough. Name's Barrett, ain’t it?” She nodded and felt fresh terror at this disclosure. “Shut your trap now and don’t bother me,” the man said with engaging frankness. “You can have your say after a while.” eae HEY rode thereafter in silence broken only by the grunt of the man in the front seat. “Right here?” Liane heard the man be- side her ask as the car slowed. A grunt from the front seat was the reply. The car seemed to turn. For a few minutes they trav- eled under branches bending so low Liane could feel them scrape the tonneau. Then the car bumped over a deeply rutted lane and came to a standstill. “Out here,” commanded the surly voice. Liane felt herself lifted, carried. No use, she thought, to cry out now. She was in the hands of the enemy. The man carrying her went’ up three steps that creaked under him. A door swung on protesting hinges and the fetid air of an overheated, underventilated room assailed Liane’s nostrils. Clumsy fingers fumbled at the Spee knot of the black silk scarf which bound her eyes. The girl gasped with relief as the fasten- ings gave way. She was shiver- ing all over now. Even the hot air of that fusty room did not serve to warm her. Her teeth chattered as with ague as she glanced around. It was a boxlike room in a cheap house. Two mis- sion chairs with collapsing springs stood in front of a gaS grate. A bright green carpet of furious pattern adorned the floor. Every- thing was very dirty—windows, limp curtains, the floor itself. All this Liane took in in the split second before the man spoke. “Sit down,” he growled at her. Because her knees would no longer obey her the girl did as her captor commanded. An in- congruous figure she was in that sordid place, with her frills, her bare shoulders, She stared at the man who had carried her. The other one could be heard in the hall outside, shouting orders at some unseen henchmen. The man returning Liane’s stare was iron gray, loosely built, His mouth was a thin, cruel line. Hands in pockets, he lounged against the lintel, re- garding the girl with a bitter, sardonic gaze. “You're the smart kid who bopped Ginny Weisman over the head down at the gold coast movies,” ne accused Liane. The girl’s heart gave a wild leap. Did this explain the strange adven- ture in which she now found her- eng Were these men friends of WaT rH lane leered. “Ginny’s no pal of mine. I just remembered seein’ your picture in the paper at that time.” “You talk too much,” growled a voice from the doorway. Liane glanced up to see the first man’s partner glaring at them. “Get out,” growled the newcomer. “Always falling for a new skirt, Shut your gab and beat it.” The man with the fron gray hair sidled out, muttering. “Now, look here, girl,” began the newcomer in an oily tone more distasteful to Liane than his growl had been. “You keep quiet and you won't get hurt but if I hear you starting any funny busi- ness—well, don’t, that’s all!” “It you'd only tell me what it’s all about,” Liane began desper- ately. eee bbe man grinned horribly, with- * out mirth. “You'll find out what's it all about,” he grunted. Taking up his station in the other broken-down leather chair he drew a pipe from the pocket of his coat and began leisurely to stuff it. Liane noted that his evening clothes were of good qual- ity, his linen spotless. Doubtless he had managed to slide by as one of the guests of the club. ‘What was Clive thinking? What was he doing? Would any“ot the clab attendants have noticed the number of the fleeing car? Would they have followed it, noted which way it went? Liane beat her hands together softly. She looked across at the calmly smoking jailor and said again, “Please let me go. This can’t do you any good, you know. Mr. Cleespaugh will have search- ing parties out.” ‘The man smiled evilly. “Maybe we hadn’t thought of that, hey?” He stamped out his. pipe on the bilious 7ellow tile of the fireplace. He stood up, stretching himself like a big cat. His eyes were cat’s eyes, emerald and baleful in the half light of the ugly room. Then he came toward the girl with a rolling gait, incongruous with those gentleman's clothes of his. Instinctively she shrank from him. He was so big, so formid- able. But she kept her shoulders up, stared him in the eye without quailing. She set her teeth to keep from screaming, “Pretty Uttle piece, you are,” he purred at her. His big hand reached out to touch her bare shoulder. Liane sprang back. Like light- ning was her movement as she darted out of the big chair and away from the man’s grasping fingers. But one foot was unshod and the other, in its high-heeled silver slipper, stumbled. She would have fallen if the man’s hateful arm had not reached out to steady her “Better be good,” he warned, He thrust her back into the collapsing chair. His talon-like fingers reached for her supple young loveliness again, “Keep away from me,” Liane captured bandit who had| moaned ‘tried to hold up the box office at the Willow Stream Theatre? But the man’s next words be- “you may as well have them now| lied this. and let me go, I’ve nothing else “Don’t get me wrong,” he se YY REN Liane opened » eyes her. water, trickling down her neck. She put up her hand to her head. Her “Blood,” she moaned faintly. came, creases in it and her hair was done in a pancake on the top of her head. man nearest her admitted. thought she had passed in her checks.” gray man. Molly came waddling back with some torn strips of white cloth, and an earthenware bowl. said not a word but watched the man as he lifted Liane to one of the sagging chairs. bitterly. She shrank from his fingers. man said roughly, “Hold still, you. Tl fix this cut.” the tableau curiously out of her beady eyes. and touched Liane’s petal soft dress. Liane looked at her with some- thing like hope. seemed stupid but not unkind. But presently she waddled away again. leaving Liane alone with the two men and the girl’s heart sank. Derately sick. giddy and a hot pain burned in one temple.’ Her teeth began to chatter as if with ague. —yet,” she beard him say. tried desperately shuddering, but failed. She was grateful even for¢the comfort of the hateful prickling robe some- one presently threw shoulders. She heard the woman's cackling voice and the iron gray man’s rumbled command, “Watch her a’ minute. I've got to go to the garage.” “by MAB WeELLIOTT I®193) by NEA | VICE INE She felt cold water, icy fingers came away red. “You fool,” the iron gray man was saying. From her place on the floor Liane could see him dimly. “You fool, you!” he repeated. “Makin’ passes at her and scar- in’ her to death so that she passes out and bumps her head on the corner of the table.” into the hall and called in a raucous voice, “Molly! He went A fat woman in a dirty apron She had a red face with “Molly, get me some clean rags and a pan of water,” said the man with the iron gray hair. man ambled away. there, still half dazed, hating the fetid floor, the smell of blood and the icy water on her face and shoulders. The wo- Liane lay “I thought she was a goner,” the “T “You're a fool,” said the tron The woman called She “Leave me alone,” the girl said You've done enough.” The The woman stood by regarding Once she put out a soiled hand “Pretty,” she said wonderingly. The woman She began to feel des- Her head was Claims on Labels of Mos' Daily Health Service Pure Food and Drugs Act Began Era of Honest Advertising Products Are Sound BY DR. MORRIS FISHBEIN (Editor, Journal of the American 1 Medical Association) ‘The federal food and drugs act’ is 25 years old this year. It was signed by President Theodore Roosevelt in 1906, Only those who can remember the conditions that prevailed previous to the passage and enforcement of this act can appreciate the changes since‘then. Methods of manufactur- ing food in those days were very crude. Patent medicines, consisting of a little alcohol and innumerable worthless weeds and vegetables, were sold in immense quantities not only from wagons but in drug stores and through the mail. In order to Preserve focds, to give them proper} clothing, or to make them more eas-, ily salable, all sorts of harmful .color- ing materials and preservations were added to them. It would be folly to state that con- ditions today are perfect. Everyone knows that drug products are still available that are without merit and that they are sold with exaggerated advertising claims. The same thing is true in regard to certain foods. 4 However, the food industry itself has developed as has drug manufac- ture, Reliable manufacturers, con- vinced of the importance of honesty, label their products correctly and limit their advertising to statements that are sound. Whereas American people 25 years ago lived largely on meat, potatoes, bread and coffee, to- and lives of our own decl: our aration of war was a bold and impudent betrayal of a whole people.” 4 | Quotations | The shock of fear opens our eyes, quickens the mind; fear is the father of courage and the mother of safety. —Dr. Henry W. Tweedy, of Yale. eee Communism is the most important, vital, and far-reaching issue affect- ing the civilization of the world and the happiness and liberties of our own people.—Representative Hamil- ton Fish. eK The cynicism of youth ts a mask cestors.—Harold J. Laski, professor} Pa Political science, London univer- sity. ee # The inroads of the free clinic and a rather prevalent habit of not pay- ing medical bills have made the prac- tice of medicine a precarious exis- tence, se * In’ general, nice people leave the Policing of the world to hiretings be- ¢ause they feel the work to be not such as a person who is quite nice would wish to undertake—Bertrand McCABE METHODIST EPISCOPAL Walter E. Vater, Pastor Morning worship—10:30 a. m. Organ prelude, “Adoration” (Cum- mings), Miss Ruth Rowley, or- ganist, Anthem, “Fear Not, O Israel” (Spicker). Or; offertory, “On the Mount” (Prysinger). Solo, selected, Mrs. Targart, Sermon, “Angels and Their Minis- trations,” Rev. W. A. Baker, Bis- marck, N, D. Organ postlude, “Paen Heroique” Diggle). Sunday school—12 noon, for all ages.) Evening worship—8 p. m, Organ prelude, “Adieu” (Friml), Anthem, “Hide Not Thy Fac: (Meyer). Organ offertory, “Supplication" (Read). Sermon, “Land of the Unsetting Sun,” Rev. W. A. Baker, Bis- marck, N, D, Organ postlude, “Humoreske* (Ford) (Classes Prayer service Wednesday at 8 p.m. FIRST BAPTIST CHURCH Fourth Street. and Ave. B Ellis L, Jackson, Pastor. 10 a, m.—The church school, Mrs. Howard MeNutt, superintendent, Classe for all ages, © Quain class for young people. The Evarts class for adults. 11 a. m.—Morning worship. Pianist, Mrs, Clarence Gunness. Prelude, “Melodie” (Moszkowski). Children’s talk, “The Love of Ti- Mr. Jackson. granes,” 5 Offertory, “Silhouette” (Dvorak), Choir number, the church choir, di- rected by Mrs, Clarence Gunness. rmon, “Our Link With the Mas- ;” Mr. Jackson, 8:00 p. m.—The evening service. A prelude of piano music by Miss Marguerite Kennedy. Vesper hymn, “Sun of My Soul Thou Savior Dear.” ir. Jacl Wednesday at 8 p. m., the midweek service at the parsonage. Studies trom the Book of Revelation, FIRST PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH Floyd E. Logee, Minister 9:30—Nursery, Kindergarten, _pri- mary, junior, interme and senior departments’ of the Sunday church school. 10:30—Morning service of worship. Organ prelude, “Adoration” (Bor ki), Anne Hurlbut Peterson, Xocal solo, Miss Marian Sandin. “Get her a shawl,” comanded the iron gray man. The man with the cat’s eyes went out, grum- bling. Liane closed her eyes. The room whirled around her. Now the second man was fol- lowing the first from the room. “We're not supposed to hurt gd 1 to control her over her ‘Oftertor: “Hymn to the Settin; Sun” (Lacey), Anne Hurlbut Pee Trio, End of the Way” (Barks), Mrs. Bavendick, Marian Sandin, Grace Morris, Sermon, “Three-Fold Entrance to a ‘Four-Fold City,” Rev. J. 8. Wilds, district superintendent of the Bis- marck district, Methodist Epis- organ postiuds, “March in C” postlude, “March in Ceatxin: 8:00—Evening service of worship. Organ prelude, “Romance” (Hayes)? Peterson. Viol: lor AdoIgh Engl jolin solo, inglehardt. “In the SKtterglow” Offertoty, oa ons sry organ aoa AN “net apne riu f; orrison), a ¥ Wodnesday, 7:30—Mid-week prayer 6:30—You! service, hursda: eople’s_C. STICKLEB S IEMEFAEDIIELIGS “By inserting the same letter 11 times Secret hs which conceals the failure of its an-| 1s day they eat a widely varied diet con- faning ‘all sorts of foods which were formerly considered to be novelties. The food and drugs officials re- port that 18,000 legal actions have been taken in the past 25 years, a result of which foods and drugs are much safer when purchased in the open market than they used to be. It should be realized, of course, that the control of the food and drugs ad- ministration concerns primarily the label on the package and the com- position of the preparation and does not extend to the advertising. Various bodies have been made up on a voluntary basis to limit adver- tising claims and to secure honesty in promotion. Most important of all, however, is the realization by the great manufacturers of both foods and drugs that times have changed and products honestly manufactured and honestly advertised have = far more permanent future than fly-by- night preparations sold with exag- gerated claims. The purchaser of a modern food product or a modern drug prepara- tion can judge its value more We- finitely by the label than by any other method. The old preparation that used to be sold as a cure for tuberculosis is now called simply a remedy to be used in treatment of coughs. An intelligent understanding of the pure food and drugs law and what it means will do much to aid its enforcement. ‘ BE. picnic, Supper, 25c. ple will’ meet at the church and transportation will be provided. Young peo- FIRST CHURCH OF CHRIST (Scientist) Cor. St. & “Ave. C Sunday service at 11:00 a, m. Subject: “Truth.” Sunday school at 9:45 a. m. Wednesday evening testimonial meeting at 8 o'clock. A reading room maintained at 11945 Fourth street is open daily, except legal holidays, from 12 to 6 p. m.; Sunday, 3 to 5p. m. All are welcome to attend these services and to visit the reading room. ZION EVANGELICAL LUTHERAN (Missouri Synod) 419 Fourth Street J. V. Richert, pastor Services for the 8th Sunday after Trinity m.—Morning worship (Eng- ‘mon, “Blaspheming the Spirit.” There will be no evening services, FIRST LUTHERAN Cor. Ave. D and 7th St. E. Benzon, pastor Sunday: Sunday ‘school and Bible class at 9:30, Service at 10:45. No evening servi FIRST EVANGELICAL CHURCH Corner 7th & Rosser Ave. Ira_E, Herzberg, minister 10:00—Sunday church school for all departments. “H. G. Schwantes, su- perintendent. 11:00—Morning worship service. Sermon, “The Help of Hindrances.” 7:45—Evening worship service, Sermon, “What Kind of a Christian mi?" Wednesday, 8:00—Mid-week prayer service, ANTHROPOLOGIST Is BISMARCK VISITOR Dr. R. B. Dixon of Harvard, Uni+ versity Is Guest Here of George F. Will Dr. R. B. Dixon, professor of anth- ropology at Harvard university, Cam= bridge, Mass., is in Bismarck for a visit with George F. Will, 323 Third street, one of his former students, This is Dr. Dixon's second visit here. His first trip was made in 1905, when, he recalls, about the only means of travel besides train, was by horse- back. He is revisiting many of the Places connected with Indian history and scenic spots in this part of the state. Professor at Harvard for more than 30 years, Dr. Dixon always has main- tained a keen interest in the west. In his opifiion the. Missouri! Slope territory is one of the most fascinat- ing parts of the United States. Dr. Dixon was particularly enthu- siastic about the growth of Bismarck since he was here last. In civic im- provements and beauty it compares favorably with much Iarger cities in the East and Middlewest, he said, He expressed pleasure at being hero for the dedication of the new court- house Saturday and commented on the other fine structures built last year. As the author of several books, Dr. Dixon has acquired a national reputa- tion as an anthropologist. Two of. his patter pane eee are “The Racial History of Man,” and “Build- ing od Cultures”, At present he is on a leisurely tri to the Pacific coast, with no partic: ular destination in view. It is en- tirely a vacation jaunt, he says, and he does not plan to gather material ios another ae just now, company with George Will, Dr. Dixon motored to Fort Yates Thurs- day and Friday and visited old Indian villages nearby. He plans to leave for the West Sunday. a FLAPPER FANNY SAYs: