The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, August 15, 1931, Page 4

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(Official City, State and County Ne Foreign Representatives SMALL, SPENCER, LEVINGS (Incorporated) CHICAGO NEW YORK BOS™ON; Germany Is Waiting Those responsible for the mora- torium or debt holiday naturally arc gratified over the failure of the ple-) biscite for the overthrow of the Prussian State Dict. Fascists failed in their militaris- Patience seems to have) triumphed. Germany is willing to; try the present regime and the min- istrations of the international bank- ers before turning to revolution and) the sword as an alternative. | Too much confidence in the future} is not justified, however, as German patience is almost at the breaki: The mounting strain of del and discontent is terrific. papers, bankers and diplomats agree, that there are elements of ficulty so deeply rooted that most anything can happen in the German republic, the foundations of which) are on shifting sands. The vote recently in Prussia was) one of confidence for the Bruening! Germany refuses close the door upon the negotiations, now in progress with the world) What if Bruening fails?) may mean _ revolution and) Should France determine to man-| euver for the complete destruction of Germany, a condition would arise: which would be most alarming and) disturbing to the peace of Europe| and doubtless of the world. | are conditions in Europe today which! could bring war more easily than in 1914 when the world was startled by declarations of hostilities. It remains to be seen whether the Hoover moratorium came too late to France of course, de- stroyed much of the value of this; coup by bickerings and delays. bankers are working behind scenes and no one can tell what will be the outcome. vealed them as poor peacemakers. Loans may postpone the catas-! trophe which all fear, but it would seem that permanent adjustments! must be made between European powers upon a higher plane than in- ternational finance. one which the bankers alone cannet | The bankers may be able to! give a brief surcease, nothing more. There must be cessation in the) armament race and general adjust- ment of social conditions. ship to solve this great international Problem may be developing or in the making. All nations are turning to the United States in this hour of Can we assume the History has re- ‘The problem is, need and trial. peace leadership? Then and Now Probably some old-fashioned moth- ers wonder how Mrs. Anne Morrow Lindbergh can leave a 13-months-old baby, fly into space and be gone as Jong as the elements are kind. Twen- ty-five years ago, one writer points out, such a trip would be impossible for two reasons: there were no air- Planes and mothers just did not leave their little babies behind. Most of the comments made are not so complimentary to the old- fashioned mother, tied down by the z if gE i # H 3 i u PS iu : : i E & f i | Hr i f paper essayists would infer, Ann Lindbergh’s position is not typical. Under the doting care of a few grandparents, buttressed by an aunty or two, an indulgent uncle or so, and & corps of nurses and experts, the Lindbergh heir will not suffer. columnists strained their logic a lit- \tle when they pictured Anne Lind- 'bergh as the proper example for those “old-fashioned women held jall their lives in the rigid caste of foolish convention.” These times are pretty speedy, but there is still plenty of room for the old-fashioned mother. There is stitl the “che-ild” to be looked after and it cannot always be done by remote jcontrol. The Crux in Law The federal judge who told New lawyers recently that they ought not to defend criminals whom they know to be guilty touched a} Point that occurs to the layman very often, and that never seems to get any very convincing answer from ie legal profession. Even a criminal, of course, has his rights, and it is no more than fair that he have counsel to see that his rights are respected. Nevertheless, it is a bit hard to see how a reputable} lawyer can devote his high-priced jabilities to the task of helping a} known rascal escape punishment en-/} tirely. We are told, of course, occasionally, that a lawyer of standing will not| defend a man he knows to be guilty. We are told, also, that the moon is made of green cheese. The most no- torious gangster can always find a | good lawyer to help him beat the rap. Telling Officials A Massachusetts motorcycle pa- trolman recently managed to get rid) of a dictum on speeding motorists that contains a whole lot of sound sense. This officer chased and stopped an automobile going at rather a snappy rate—and discovered, when he had 1t! stopped, that it contained the gov- ernor of the state. There were explanations all around, |and the governor went on his way; but before he went, the officer made | this final remark: “You're just as likely to hit some- body or something as anybody else.’ To governmental officials every-j where, who seem to feel that their position entitles them to a lofty dis- regard of all speed laws, this remark is earnestly commended. Editorial Comment Editorials printed below show the trend of thought by other editors. They are published without regard to whether they agree or disagree with The Tribune's policies. The Equalization Fee Again (Minneapolis Tribune) | As long as there is a spark of life left in a political horse it will never’ jack for riders. It is not surprising, therefore, to find a farm organiza- tion that is returning to its first love, the equalization fee, as the only hope of the American farmer. The Farm Bureau federation, or rather Ed- ward A, O'Neal, its president, has come to the conclusion that present farm legislation is inadequate and says they are going to demand recog- nition for the equalization fee prin-| ciple instead. For two years, we gather, the farm bureau and agriculture has suffered | in silence while the farm board ex periment was being tried out. Now) Mr. O'Neal thinks the experiment las/| not been a success and would have the government begin on another one. Instead of realizing that the failur of the farm board program of stabil-| ization foreshadows only a similar outcome for the “equalization fee principle,” Mr. O'Neal still clings to that cast off coat in the closet of Political opportunism. The farm board started out with a Program of pegging the price on wheat. They acquired wheat by the million bushels and weathered one crop year. Another year came wiih larger surpluses than ever, but the board refused to again become a! buyer and in the face of overproduc- | tion and depression, both world-wide, | the price of wheat dropped to un-| heard levels. What difference would it have made to the producer had he been operating under the equaliza- tion fee or the farm board? None, only had the equalization fee prin- ciple been in use the producers would have borne the cost of buying the surplus instead of the government. The federation says that the equal- ization fee plan would provide for disposal of surpluses outside of the country by a government agency, the loss to be made up by a tax collected on each unit of the entire domestic crop. The original farm board plan and the equalization fee plan both Proposed price fixing by the govern- ment. The only difference was that. Plus the tariff on wheat) would rep- resent the loss which was to be borne by the producer. The present world -|@ebacle in wheat would have wreck- ed the equalization fee Program. Now instead of the producer hay- is to hold the sack on his surplus i aft : i The) that it formed the base of a with two corner windows sides. was empty. boxes for seats, and a the remains of meals. Half a Icaf of Sr ey Gare * % you doing around New York at this time of year? The town’s full of gypsies.” She eyed me suspiciously, but an- other dollar opened her mouth. “Around the corner you will see an old auto,” she began. “These are all my people. We have but one car. Times have béen hard. We have no} money this year, The young girl is my daughter. So is the otner woman. That is her baby. The men. are their husbands. It is so now that we must have money—and there is none—it is so with all of them. We cannot buy gas—we cannot move.” My pretty fictions began to ex- rest of us. They have let their ac- quisitiveness dull the urges that are centuries old. | “With the millions of other New | Yorkers, they boil like wiggling lob- Isters in the city’s great cauldron. | Along the main streets and the side- \Streets, the huge hands and heats |that are the banners of their fortune- jtelling trade, hang in the windows of jempty stores and lofts. Fat and pimply faced women huddle in the New York, Aug. 15—Although it! meager shade of doorways uncom- is summer and the open road is dr 'y-/ fortable and miserable in their bulky, throated from calling, hundreds o|many-hued costumes. You find them Manhattan gypsies are stranded injon the east side, west side and all the city this year. ;around the town; in Coney island In the process of absorption they/#nd at a score of beach resorts. have purchased autos and taken to} These have chosen to burden them- themselves other possessions. Nowjselves with financial responsibilities. they find themselves chained like the| Hard times have come—and they are eye. Against her will almost she tread the words: “Clive, darling: You were a sweet lamb to take care of all that for me and I never can thank you enough. What ever should I do without you? I shall see you on Tuesday and expect to hear that all our affairs are going nice- ly. Until then, I am always yours, TRESSA.” Liane stamped one small, suede- shed foot. “Clive, darling” in- BEGIN HERE TODAY LIANE BARRETT, 18 and beau- tiful, tries in vain to forget VAN ROBARD, wealthy polo play. when his engagement ts a uounced to MURIEL LADD, popu- Ine debutante. Liane’s mother, CASS BARRETT, stock at summer colony that mect MRS, CLEES- PAUGH, wenlthy widow. When Cass goes on tour in the fall Liane be paugh's secre pb wage a deed! How dared she take that shes wot inherit |tone with Clive? She had no H fortune unlens he [right What did Tressa mean by father's fortune unless he | es before he is 25. Linne isreeing the marraige matter of form onl. TRESSA LORD and her MRS, AMBERTON, come to the Cleespaughs. 1 marry Clive, begins to make Mle for Linne. Treasa conn unsuccessfully with n gang of lnckmailers. Later Liane Is kid= ped but reseued by McDERMID ve. “our affairs”? As she came out. of Clive’s room the new housemaid trotted up the stairs. In housewifely fashion Liane remarked on the state of the closets and escaped, the crisp paper of the snapshot crinkling under the soft stuff of her blouse. The letter she had left as she found it. Clive nre married, turn north. | Muriel It was no surprise when Clive DESMON newspaper one” On ace remarked next morning that he trip Liane encounters Ro- |. She ta unhappy and he begs er to go nbrond with him. She confides in Cass who reveals that IMane fi ping wondered if she would mind ask- ing Tressa out for a brief visit. “Sae's practically out of funds,” he admitted with a laugh which | sounsled to Liane’s suspicious ears embarrassed. ‘‘She’s putting up at a hotel and I’m afraid it’s a wretched place. Not the sort of thing she’s used to. I thought it might be the decent thing for us to do considering that Mother has always asked her to stay here when che’s around.” “Of course,” Liane agreed, masking her true feelings. “I'll write her at once.” In his pres ence she gave orders to have the east room made ready. She had not broached again the subject of their own affairs. Now she was afraid to do so. What if he actual- ly agreed to a divorce and made Plans to put it through with dis- patch? The thought frightened Liane. Now that she faced the im- mediate possibility of losing Clive, she appreciated what he meant to her. She deserved, she assured herself, nothing better. For so long she had closed her eyes to his charm. All that day, he rode in the quiet lanes, as she ate her solitary lunch, she pondered the problem. There were several methods of procedure. She might stake everything on one bold throw. She might tell Clive what she knew and what she suspected of Trassa’s earlier perfidy. She might ignore all that and give the other girl a battle on her own ground. The first plan she rejected. All was fair in love and war shé knew, but she shrank from the notion of exposing her rival so shamelessly. No. take the chance of beating Tressa at this game. If only she hadn’t provided ,Clive with an “out” by that suggestion last week that he might be better off free! When Tressa arrived, bag and wife Luisa was. Ro- in an automobile ne broods over thin, a sense of guilt way. In a New aceldent. in overwh and finally med by runs 2} Jersey town whe finds work in 2 atore, balt-t arves herself, and Clive make a grim fe. She recov knowledge of n de for Clive. She bell Clive eat for Tressa and, considering his happiness above her ow = t (NOW Go ON WITH THE sTORY) CHAPTER XLIV ‘ ARBRE next day Liane went into ' Clive’s room and shut the door. The new, very inexperienced housemaid was giving the place its weekly “turning out” and Liane had passed her on the stairs only a moment before with an armful of Clive’s tennis flannels which she was taking into the. kitchen garden to air. . Liane stood for a breathless in- stant quite alone in the big, sun- shiny room. She had never be- fore entered its sacred masculine Portals, Clive’s big, ebony backed brushes lay on the linen scart of the high boy, a row of his boots ranged on a low shelf, glimpsed through the closet door. Beyond could be seen the white bathroom with the huge British towels he loved, the bottle of lavender lotion of which his linen faintly smelled, Liane touched the brushes with @ tentative finger. There was a definite objective of her visit. Cer- tain that the housemaid was chat- ting downstairs she tiptoed to the small secretary that stood in the corner and began hastily to rifle the papers there. The object. she sought was shortly at hand. She held it up triumphantly to the light. It was plode. I had always thought that gypsies didn't need money. That they just got up and left. That, some- how, they drifted in and drifted out. That they were not like the rest of, us. That, if worst came to worst, they stole horses, I guess gas 1s harder to “lift.” So here they were, penned in an sullen prisoners of the city. The very illusion of their name fades. And so one of the last of my pleas- ant fictions evaporates! * * % ‘Tt was just the afternoon, when th: humidity was hanging around 80, that the charted head of a fortune- teller caught my eye in a lowly sec-|airless building—gypsies no more! tion of Third Avénue. It was tacked} GILBERT SWAN. to the backboards of a dirty window.| (Copyright, 1931, NEA The window was one of three in what Service, Inc.) had been a good-sized store. | B ARBS e # I looked about for the familiar fig- | ure of the sooth-sayer, and seeing | ¢—————____», A truck captured with a load of alcohol in Kansas recently carried no one about, walked through the’ doorway. A few feet from the en- @ sign, “Grandma's Breakfast Food.” | Why, Grandma! trance a grease and oil stained cur- * # tain made an abrupt and forbidding Another curtain had been hung, so; George M. Cohan has written a Partition. iMABEL CELL “She hates me for being mistress here.” “Clive tells me you've been 11! Tressa purred smoothly. “But you look so well I'd not have believed it” With a stab the thought oc- curred to Liane thet Clive might have confided to this sleek, green- eyed woman the curious sort of marriage he had made. She re- jected that as unworthy, Clive was too fine, too honorable, to make confidences concerning her. Still the idea rankled. Were men ever too fine and honorable to tell seduc- tive women secrets? There could be no doubt of Tressa’s seductive- ness. Her round cheeks had a peachy bloom. Her exquisitely curved figure was a delight to be- hold. Liane, watching without seeming to, acknowledged with bit- ter reluctance the potency of Tressa’s charm. “No man in his senses would pre- fer me to her,” thought she. Still Clive had chosen her in the first place when Tressa had been at hand. But what did that prove? her hands. Although technically she was mistress Tressa subtly made her feel an interloper. Tressa talked of people whom she and Clive had known all their lives, of places Liane had never seen, >) Occasionally as though with dif- culty she politely included Liane in her conversation, The younger ‘woman was no match for Tressa’ studied suavity. Clive felt the ten- sion in the atmosphere but did not know exactly what was happening. As they sat over their coffee a Uttle later one of the maids sum- moned Clive to the telephone and the two women were left together. The constraint was almost tangible. Tressa fidgeted with her bracelets and walked about, humming a little tune. She did not even trouble to make conversation. Quite suddenly Liane determined to bring war openly into camp. “Did you ever get that bor of thumb tacks?” she asked coolly, eyeing the other girl. ‘Tressa stared. “What? Whatever are you talking about?" onthe There were two soap corporation, the purpose of which was succeeding von Batockl. 1 dope Daily Diet Lect EDITOR'S NOTE—This is the 15th of a series of 26 timely arti- ing with such much discussed but Uttle known subjects as cal- ories, vitamins, minerals, diges- tion and balanced diet. * * # BY DR. MORRIS FISHBEIN (Editor, Journal of the American Medical Association) knowledge of copper and @f; is of fairly recent de- velopment. There remain many Problems of chemical elements in the diet and also in the human body of which little is as yet known, but which unquestionably must have an important part in relationship to human health and welfare. Tt is known that a small amount of aluminum is present in the body and that aluminum is also received in the tissues through various plant and animal substances that are eaten. Notwithstanding this, there exists a définite propaganda opposed to the ‘use of aluminum cooking utensils and Opposed to powder contain- ing aluminum on the ground that this is a di substance for the langerous human being, and that it is in some song about George Washington. Well, that’s about the only thing that hadn't been written about him. ee # Tt has just been declared illec:’ to ride a bicycle while intoxicated in the city of St. Paul. The city should now pass a blanket ordinance making any form sh suicide a felony. * * Rome is bothered with grasshop- pers, too, we hear. Mussolini should speak to them. ee “Wine bricks” were offered for sale in New York City the other day. Probably for jelly-making. ee # A reader reports he has a dime dated 1839 and wants to know what it is worth. Justeas much as any other dime is worth these days, about $2. 1 ** # Maybe the. grasshoppers in Ne- braska and North are only making hey-hey while the sun shines. (Copyright, 1931, NEA Service, Inc.) i] | HILL 70 CAPTURED On Aug. 15, 117, Canadian troops captured Hill 70, dominating the im- portant French coal city of Lens. Hill 70 had been declared by the Germans to be im le. Fighting was terrific in this sec- tor, and the Canadians took positions, on a two-mile front south and east of the city. On the same date the United States Food Administration, a $50,000,000; to buy and sell wheat for the govern- mient, was organized, Also on this date Herr von Waldow became food controller in Germany, FIRST EVANGELICAL CHURCH | Seventh and Rosser Ave. Ira_E. Horsberg, Minister. :00—Sunday Church school for al tment: . G. Schwantes, Supt. :00—Morning worshi jah’s Call service, a Herolc to Sermon—' “The tacks you borrowed the day I was driving into town for my fitting,” Liane said with deadly quietness. Her glan never wavered from the other's and she had the satisfaction of seeing her adversary flush, “I haven't the faintest idea what you're driving at,” Tressa an- nounced with cool insolence. “I’m afraid you imagine things.” She began to hum again very softly and continued to pace up and down, waving her cigaret to and fro. Clive’s voice could be heard faintly Nothing at all. Men were fickle, always and the flower just out of reach was the most desirable. of Tressa's stay. Twice, thrice, she rearranged her softly waving bronze-gold hair. She rubbed poppy colored salve on her lips and let her cheeks go. uncolored. She thought this made her seem older, more a woman of the world, Her frock was black and in the deep V of the bodice she thrust the ‘ice, Ser. Servic 1:45—Er mine ih hij ea t B:b00—Mid er service If you have no church home we give | | you @ hearty invitation to worship | with us, ST. GEORGE’S EPISCOPAL CHURCH : Third St. and ‘Thayer Ave. al be Rev. D. Plerce-Jon Rector. moventh Sunday after Trinity, Aug. 16, 11 @, m. morning pray: FIRST BAPTIST CHURCH Corner Fourth and Aven: Ellis L. Jackson, Pastor. m.—The Church school with in class Daily Health Service ‘Aluminum Is Not Harmful to Body Nor ted to Cancer Cause hegre from Cooking Utensils Such as ron, Copper, Tin and Nickel way related to the cause of cancex ‘There is not the slightest scientifie evidence to indicate that the amount of aluminum received into the body in this manner is in any way harm- ful. Indeed, there is plenty of evidence developed in research labor- atories to prove that it is without the slightest danger. ‘The exact function of aluminum in the body. is-not known. Perhaps it has some function for health as yet not understood. We receive in our diets not only aluminum but the other materials of cooking utensils, Copper, tin. and nickel are found. Zinc is seldom used for cook- ing utensils, because it is easily act- ed on by weak acids and may be ab- sorbed into the body. ‘The use of these metals in cooking utensils can- not be harmful-to the boty, for the simple reason that copper, zinc, man- ganese, iron, aluminum and nickel, commonly found in many plants and Seafoods, are regularly used in hu- man diets. It is well established that excessive amounts. of any of the chemical elements that have been mentioned may be harmful to héalth. Thus far there is no evidence that any are present in sufficient quan- tities to influence health adversely in any way. Offertory—In Moonlight (Frysing- er). Vocal duet—Elizabeth and Ruth Johnson. on, Sermon—Thought Values—Rev. W. Bak er. Organ Postlude—Allegro Pomposo (Galbraith), Wednesday, 7:30—Mid-week rayer service—Rev. A. Baker, leader, Thursday, 2:30—Circle No.2 with Mrs. 8. F. Hollingsworth, 523 First St. Mrs. E. E. Ricker will -, assist as hostess, '8:00—Young People’s Society Chris- tian Endeavor. . ZION EVANGELICAL LUTHERAN (Missour! Synod) 419 Fourth Street J. V. Richert, Pastor. Services for the 1ith Sunday after Trinity: 10:80 8, m, Morning worship (Ger- man). Sermon—“Who Forgives Sins?” 2:30 p. m.—The pastor will conduct services at Baldwin. There will be no evening services, FIRST CHURCH OF CHRIST Scientist Corner Fourth St. and Avenue C Sunday service at 11:00 a, m. Subject—“soul.” Sunday school at 9:45 a.m. . Wednesday | evening — testimonial meeting at 8 o'clock. A reading room maintained at 119% Fourth street is open dally, except legal holidays, from 12 to § p, m.; Sunday, 3 to 5p. m. All are welcome to attend these services and to visit the reading room. METHODIST EPISCOPAL CHURCH Water E. Vater, Pastor Morning worship—10:30 a. m. Organ Prelude—Meditation—(Morri- s0n)—Miss Ruth Rowley, organist. Anthem—Take Thou My Hand (Wildemere). + een Oftertory—Flower Melody a Solo—Selected, Mrs, R. W, Shinners. Sermon—Why’ Worry?—Walter E. ‘ater. Organ ‘Postlude— March of the horisters (Keats), junday school—12 ‘o'clock noon, Classes for all ages. Evening Worship—8 ‘p. m. Organ Prelude——Cantelene in B Flat (Hosmer), Miss Ruth Rowley. Anthem—Thy World Is Like a Gar- den (Petrie). Organ. Offertory—Andante (Hop- ins). Solo—Selected, Mr. Lorenzo Belk. Sermon—Forbidden Frult—Waiter |. Vater. Organ Postlude—March of the Aco- lytes (Pitcher). Prayer service Wednesday at 8 p.m, FIRST LUTHERAN CHURCH Corner Avenue D and Seventh St. « E. Benzon, Pastor. Sunday—Sunday school and Bible class at 9 Service at 10:45. Service in Braddock at 3 p. m. No evening service. GOSPEL TABERNACLE of Bismarck. Corner of Eleventh and Rosser Marvin C, Miller, Pastor Due to our Tabernacle ing modeled, our Sunday will be held in the Rex Theatre, located on Fourth street—across from the Trib- une buildi: Services follows: Sunday school at 10 a. m.—Classes ro} ryone. Morning service at 11 a.m. betel service at 8 p. m.—Evange- ¢ ce. The large Tabernacle orchestra will assist in the song services, STICKLERS = snapshot of Clive. 8 et him on the landing, very tall and attractive in his dinner clothes. His bow seemed formal. “Isn't that a new gown?” She hoped her smile was not as coquettish ds it felt, “It is. Do you like it?” “Very becoming and so grown up.” She noted the twinkle and col- ored unwillingly. Was he making fun of her? Tressa, in a swirl of pale colored lace with little red shoes twinkling in and out beneath her flounces, tushed down upon them. “Give me a light, darling,” she sang out to Clive, She. put the cigaret between her pretty, painted lips and held her face close to his as he performed the little ceremony, “I loathe her, loathe her, loathe her!” crjed Liane in her inmost heart, watching the tableau. Clive’s handsome profile had been close to ‘Tressa’s pouting mouth. It might almost have been a kiss, that ges- pee Tee, knew Tressa thought » She turned her back on them and went to the window. She ground from the booth down the hall. Suddenly Tressa turned, flaring upon her hostess, her nostrils di- lated and her voice trembling with er, “You'd better not try to start anything at this late day,” she cried furiously, ‘ou’d better do what You can to straighten out this mess you're in! Let Clive go. Let him be happy. Anyone with half an eye can see how miserable he is!” “How dare you?” Liane exclaimed very low. “How dare you talk to me like this here?” ‘Tressa’s laugh rang out trium- phant and shrill. “Why not here?” she said. “Why not? I beloag-here more than you do and you know it. What's more, I shall be here after you've been forgotten.” Liane was trembling and her hands were like ice. She was sud- see. She woman . ‘The invites any young ‘Delong to another Earnest Mrs. eas Christ tom, ous ie 8p. erento pervice. me geieltee eenBeay” opets our eve: ning yes ervices eper bers reaper in the West. ne Bye Brine "preath an _ Evening Obscure fe. $ pe m—The Mid- Sb oe) Grist ul Ser aes eae bre ‘welcome awaits you at service of waren, > ¥ _etene—— —— -- - @ snapshot of a tall, fair-haired young man in riding kit. She said, “What luck!” and stuffed it into her blouse. As she turned to flee an open letter om ystiff cream- colored paper with a modernistic monogram in silver caught her baggage, Liane forced herself to show @ cordiality she did not feel.| «1 tarved,” “come The other girl's greeting, while Pa gs ime se ai effusive, held a touch of wariness ‘Liane was quick to sense. “She doesn’t like me any than I like her’ the girl thouget, ae er. and Marvel- Cah ot yrorgship. seca,