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. THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE, TUESDAY, OCTOBER Whe Bismarck Tribune An Independent Newspaper THE STATE'S OLDEST t NEWSPAPER (i (Established 1873) Published by The Bismarck Tribune Company, Bismarck, N. D., and en- ttered at the postoffice at Bismarck as Second class mail matter. GEORGE D. MANN President and Publisher. Subscription Rates Payable in Advance Daily by carrier, per year......$7.20 Daily by mail per year (in Bis~ marck) . ‘ Daily by mail per year (in state outside Bismarck) .. Daily by mail outside Dakota ‘Weekly by mail in state, per year$1.00 ‘Weekly by mail in state, three GMa ces cccssuteiiactint 50 ‘Weekly by mail outside of North Dakota, per year ........ sees 150 Weekly by mail in Canada, per year. . 2 Member of Audit Bureau of Circulation 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) Foreign Representatives SMALL, SPENCER, .LEVINGS & BREWER (Incorporated) CHICAGO NEW YORK BOSTON Senator Dwight Morrow As a8 successful diplomat rather) than as a lawmaker will the name of | Senator Morrow go down into his- tory. Elected to the United States! senate only a short time ago, he had hardly settled into the legislative} harness when death called him. He won his spurs early in business and after amassing a fortune desert- ed it to give himself unselfishly to ‘the public service. In a short time. he demonstrated that diplomacy was his calling. His work in Mexico will always stand out as the high point in his early career, but he almcst matched it as a member of Hoover's naval commission which visited Eng- Jand. The quict, skillful work of Mor- row is credited with what success that conference had. His personality and indefatigable industry probably saved the conference from a flat fail- ure. It was he who brought Italy and France into agreement when it appeared as though their positions were irreconcilable. Still in his fifties, his public career ‘was before him and men of his cali- bre are sorely missed in a crisis like this. He worked quietly as a United} States senator and had hardly selved Jong enough to even indicate whether | this kind of public servige suited him| as well as that of diplomacy. A schoolmate of Calvin Coolidge,; he had many of the same Yankee characteristics. He detested ostenta-| tion and wealth did not spoil a most democratic attitude toward his fel- Jowmen. He rose to success from humble beginnings and knew what hard work and privation were. His charities were many and he is cred- ited with the establishment in New Jersey of a most effective and ad- vanced prison system. During the war he aided Gen. Pershing in the handling of the shipping problems of the expeditionary forces and won; the distinguished service medal. As the father-in-law of Col. Lind- hergh, he was more often in the lime- light and became better known to the people of the nation in that con- nection than in his various roles of banker, diplomat, scholar and legis- lator. In 1925, however, he was chair- man of a Presidential Aircraft’ Board, so he had shown interest in aviation affairs before Lindbergh he- came a member of the family through marriage with Anne Morrow. Another Ocean Crossed Those two aviators who had any- thing but a pleasant time in Japan, can smile now that some $25,000 of Japanese money jingles in their Pockets. It would be a gracious thing for Japan to remit all fines and give the plucky boys a clean bill for their daring flight across the Pacific, the first non-stop flight to be made. With little money in their pockets or at their command, they soared aloft trusting to their own skill and @ kind Providence to land them on American soil. Few more thrilling or daring landings have been made in aviation and these boys deserve a place with Lindbergh, Post, Gatty and Hawks as masters of their cra‘t.| The Atlantic has been crossed so} many times now that success in that area is taken as a matter of course. Few people get excited over a suc- cessful flight from America to Fur- ope, but the jump of some 4,000 milcs over the more hazardous Pacific give: @ new aviation thrill. Only a few mishaps probably pre- vented the intrepid fliers, Pangborn and: Herndon, from establishing a. new record for encircling the globe, the. adventure which originally was| their objective. Making Baseball History In these lagy, hazy autumnal days when football has hardly got its stride, some lusty baseball players, alternating between St. ball history. People with weak basc- ball hearts or inclined to high blood Pressure should not listen-in or at- tend the kind of games being played by the Red Birds and the Athletics. 5.00) the opening games. 00| Classic baseball and the end is not The series has proved a heavy strai. upon the nerves of the best of fans, despite the fact that the scores hard- ly indicate the thrills packed away in the three games played to date. Out of the series will come some} new records. “Pepper” Martin, for instance, and Grimes, who just missed pitching a no-hit shut-out game Monday, are outstanding stars, The plucky pitcher of the Cardinals drove in some runs into the bargain, getting more hits in one game than jmany pitchers -register in several! | World series. “Pepper” has proved | almost an infallible hitter. Spectacular fielding has featured Scaling signs for the high ones and almost hurd- ling barriers to prevent hits have been the order of the day. Probably the great national pastime has never seen better fielding and greater sup- port for the boys who occupy the Pitcher's box. So far it has been yet. Have You Got Yours? An investment house, counting up the figures of the federal reserve bank as announced in reports, esti- mates that a tremendous sum of money is being hidden away by the American public. The data on currency in circula- tion, it says, shows that the volume in the country is 25 per cent, or about a billion dollars, above normal. It infers that this money is being hoarded. Perhaps it is, but the majority of American citizens will deny that they have entered into a conspiracy on the matter, eVen if they do pray the house will not burn down and scorch} that roll of bills in the old family tea-! pot on the top shelf of the cupboard. The same survey, however, strikes @ note of optimism. It says this busi-! ness of hoarding money has been one of the last developments before a general upturn in past depressions and that soon the dollar, which once changed hands 10 times a day and now only sees daylight on rare oc- casions, soon will be circulating again. Utilization of Petroleum It is probable that few other raw materials enter so many fields of utilization as petroleum. Crude oil, subjected to a series of refining processes, releases gas that is the source of fuel gas, carbon black, and alcohols. The first. prod- ucts of distillation are naphthas and/ refined oils, which yield gasoline,! commercial solvents, and cleaning fluids. The refined oils include kero-| sene, illuminating oil, stove and trac- tor oil, furnace oil, etc. duce gas oil and absorber oil, beti The intermediate distillates pro-| & Tush! Tush! Can’t You See I’m Busy? of which have important industrial} uses, and likewise yield gasoline, vy} the cracking process, and Diese! oil.' From the heavy distillates con: and similar products. But the use of petroleum does noi end here. The residues of distilla- tion produce other things, road oi!, asphalts, pitches and coke. A great many of the commoditivs we use in our daily life, from candy Petroleum products. The oil indus- to be a cornerstone of modern civ- ilization. It is recognition of this fact which} makes the fight for a tariff on pe- troleum, which will be waged in con- gress this winter, one of nrore than} ordinary importance. Contractors are urging the advan- tages of building in the Fall instead of the Spring. They claim it ts cheaper to build then; that one gets a better job done because he has the pick of available workmen, and that contracting has advanced to such a Plane that practically all kinds of building work now can be carried on without much regard to the weather. There is a great deal in it, since contracting has made as many ad- vances as other businesses, ' If the idea of building in the Fall becomes generally accepted we may see a better balance in the building industry. And that would be a good thing for all of us. 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. “I Do Not Choose to Run” (New York World-Telegram) Again Mr. Coolidge has told the country that he does not choose to Tun, But—just as four years ago— Some whisper that there is a myste- rious hidden assent behind his plain words of denial. Why the mystery? Mr. Coolidge is always canny, but never subtle. He: means what he says. Why shouldn't he? Whether he was wise enough in 1928 to foresee the national troubles ahead may be open to argument; but. that he sees the Republican election troubles of 1932 is pretty clear. -Mr. Coolidge was never the kind to go out of his way to meet trouble. Moreover, there is a very good rea- son why a president is rarely deniea one renomination. To condemn Mr. Hoover or any other president by withholding renomination would be for the party to condemn itself and its administration, and thus virtually destroy any chance of victory. Such action is not only considered inexpedient by politicians, but almost impossible — the president usually holds, through patronage, enough Gelegates to control or at least to! split the party if challenged. As the most practical politician in our time, Mr. Coolidge would hardly violate the unwritten law of lis j waxes, lubricating and medicinal oils! { | to medicine, are made up in part ofj & try has proven itself, time and agains! 2 party. On Oct. 6, 1917, one of the most memorable sessions of the United States congress ended. This, the first session of the 65ta congress, began by a special call on April 2, 1917, and the same evening heard President Wilson's Tecommending a declaration of war. | | More legislation of the most far- reaching order was passed than in any previous session, while the appro- priations ran into billions of dollars. HISTORIC CONGRESS | address definitely marking the great trans- formaton of the republic, with its early ideas of avoiding entangling al- |liances, into a mighty world power fully and frankly recognizing that its interests are as wide as humanity it- self. jot the session was the extraordinary ascendary of President Wilson over | congress, receiving authority for prac- {tically every war measure he de- manded, and successfully resisting those he deemed inadvisable, land today, murder, thefts, lust and This session will be historical as Not the least interesting feature ——————¢ Quotations ! There is no crime problem in our | My fingers ac’ lawlessness to the contrary notwith- standing.—Rt. Rev. Ernest V. Shay- Ter. * % The question of the relative guilt of bribegiver and bribetaker is of more than academic interest—Ed- ward T. Devine. * * & Woman today values herself ac- cording to the number of people wno love and court her, and not by the Olga real friends Knopf. she has.—Dr. xe Fundamentally, the solution of the world crisis boils down to the ques- tion of getting the unemployed to work again—Edward A. Filene. * he to produce from 1931 Crawford. ee many animals—Julian Huxley, years in prison martyrdom. incidents that defies explanation. New York’s slogan has long been “anything can, here.” ©. Henry set out to prove it; genuinely startling that a play about hit on the street that is supposed to be made of such shallow stuff. Yet, such are the umstances, tHat a drama written in high indig- nation, titled “Precedent,” ended its days recently after surviving a sum- mer that saw the hardiest hits fold up. eee Neither the writers nor backers had the money nor opportunity to open this play in the uptown theater belt. With a few dollars and considerable courage, they went to one of the lit- tle theaters in Greenwich Village. turned out to be better than many a “big league” cast. They hoped, of course, that their efforts would reach the uptown ears; but they didn’t be- live this very firmly. look in on the modest opening, and came back shouting about the power and stark simplicity of the argu- ment. Within a few months Tom Mooney had come to Broadway, in spirit if not in person. And his story, while somewhat theatricalized, has jreached the ears of thousands of the- ater-goers, who paid good money to hear it. The current season, while having borne rio sensations, has had much worth commenting on. For instance: The theater firms of G) — onl —< BEGIN HERE TODAY Pretty NORMA old secretary, ~ TRAVERS, spt ai inge during ple. vee le ce of her whi CHRIS SAUNDERS, her roommate, helps her find k's father employen detec- fires to a mya to Chris, “There's some- i you must promise me!” NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER XXXIX - ORMA’S voice was agitated, barely abor whisper. “Prom- ise me,Chris,” she insisted. The other girl hesitated. “Why, honey, you know I'll do anything—" “Then say that you'll do what I'm asking. I want you to prom- ise!” “Without knowing what {t 1s? Well—all right, I promise.” In the dusk Norma’s facé was scarcely visible. Her words came in tense, excited outbursts. “If any- thing happens—I mean if I don'ty come back—from the hospital—I don’t want Mark to know! Promise me, Chris, you'll never tell him.” “But that’s no way to talk, Nor- ma! You are coming back. Every- thing’s going to be all right. .Of course you're coming back! You mustn’t say such things and you mustn’t even think them!” “You've promised. Remember you've given your word!” “It’s a promise I won't have to keep because you'll be back here well and happy. Hasn’t the doctor been telling you there's nothing to worry about? Dr. Willoughby wouldn't like to have you talk this way.” “Stop it, Chris!” Norma’s tone rose sharply. “I know you've been trying to cheer me up. All these days~1 know all you've said and done to -well, make it easier. You Wanted to be kind but it’s no use. All this talk isn’t fooling me and it hasn’t. I—I don’t think I’m com- ing back from the hospital. I don’t know that I want to—" Chris caught the younger girl's two hands. “You're coming back,” she said firmly. “You're going to be ashamed you've ever talked this way. Come on, now! Don’t you think {t would be cooler if we went down on the street and took a walk around the block?” Norma 4i@ not answer but she arose and followed Chris out into the hallway and down the street. There was scant breeze in the street below. Men and women and the entrances of buildings, seeking relief from the heat indoors. Dark- ness hid much of the street's ugli ness, Chris and Norma turned a corner and cool, refreshing wind whipped their cheeks, “Why—how wonderful!” Chris eried. “Why didn't we come down stairs before?” Norma raised her face to the wind, “Let's stand here on the corner for a while,” she said. They lingered a few moments. then started on. Half way down the block big raindrops began fall- ing. The girls turned back. By the time they had reached the apartment building the rain was coming rapidly. Safe in the shelter of the entrance the girls waited and drank fn the chill, fresh air. There was no more said that eve- ning about Norma's forebodings or the promise Chris had made. The rainfall continued several hours and even the stuffy apartment be- came less like an oven. By morning the heat wave seemed definite!y broken. was two weeks later to the day. The long hospital corridors smelled unpleasantly of disinfect- ant. The halls were cool and still. No one was in sight but from rooms beyond there came hints of muffled activity, Chris stood in the doorway of a waiting room, looking down the hall. She was pale and her hands were gripped together. Her lips LNere. a tight red line that wavered ‘unsteadily, Chris’ eyes, eager, fear- | ful, sought the end of the corridor. No one appeared. She turned to the young woman at the desk. “Are you sure you'll know right away?” she asked. “Won't they let me see her now? Surely it must be time—” “T'll tell you as soon as the re- ort comes,” the young woman said tartly. “No, you can’t go to her. You'd better sit-down and quiet yourself.” ‘The tone in which she spoke was both arrogant and bored. Chris eyed the other with hostility. Then she crossed the room to a chair and eat down. A nurse entered, her stiffly starched unfform rustling crisply. Chris straightened, alert in every muscle. She could not understand the two volces as the nurse spoke to the girl at the desk. The nurse wrote a few words on a card, turned and left. , Again .Chris’ eyes sought the large square clock on the wall. Five minutes? Oh, but it must be more than that! Why it must be 15 minutes at least sinci the clock, Deliberately je turned her back on the time-plece. A man in a brown suit appeared and presently another nurse. The man followed the nurse from the room. A blond youth (scarcely more than a boy) who wore a white coat stepped inside the doorway, “Has Dr. Stebbins come in yet?” he asked, “He won't be here for another hour. His secretary just tele- ‘SERVICE INC. phoned,” the girl at the desk an- nounced. There followed an {interval of several minutes, Then the first nurse reappeared. She said to Chris, “You're Mrs. Travers’ friend, aren’t you?” “Yes!” Chris was on her feet in- stantly. “How is she? Oh, fs any- thing wrong?” The nurse was smiling. That smile reassured Chris even before the words came. “Mrs. Travers is resting. She has a fine son. Six pounds, and as nice a looking baby as I've ever seen. I'm sorry I can't let you see him. Later in the day you may.” “But, Norma—" Chris asked anxiously. “She's—you're sure she’s all right? Can't I see her just tor a minute? Oh, please let me!” The nurse shook ber head nega- tively. “I'm sorry,” she said. “You couldn’t possibly see her now. But there’s no reason for you to worry about your friend. Dr. Russell was just speaking about how well Mrs. Travers came through. If you'll come back this afternoon you can ‘see both of them.” “Both?” Chris luoked puzzled. “Why, yes, of course! The mother and baby. The nurse spoke as though she thought Chris was un- usually stupid. coe JT was late afternoon when the elevator cage, creaking dismally, bore Chris to an upper floor of the hospital. Half way down the cor LAURA LOU BROOKMAN wean a pAuthor of ridor was Norma’s tiny cubicle. The nurse who was on duty nodded as the girl passed, Chris tapped lightly on the door, then opened it, Norma lay on the ugly ‘ospital bed, just as she had the last time Chris had ited ber. Norma’s lovely hair was tossed back from her forehead. She was pale but she had looked that way on the other visit, too. Norma’s eyelids fluttered open. “Hello, honey,” Chris said, going nearer. “They wouldn't let me come to see you sooner.” “Hella Chris.” Norma's smile was not altogether a success. Chris glanced about. There were sladioli which she recognized on the table near the bed but there was also a vase of pink roses. More than a-dozen of them with great long stems, Their perfume scented the whole room. “You're not to talk," Chris warned, “I promised I wouldn't let you tire yourself. How lovely the roses are!” “Bob sent them. Nice of him, wasn’t it? Thanks for your flowers, Chris.” “There, there! I told you you mustn't talk. If you do I'll bave to leave, I just wanted to be sure you have everything you want. Do you, honey? Is there anything I can send—?” The head on the pillows moved slightly, @ faintly negative nod. “Nothing,” Norma said.* “I just want to—to rest.” There was a Pause and then she went on, “Did they—let you see—him?” “The baby? Oh, he’s cunning! Such a cute Nttle wrinkled, pink fellow. Can't tell yet who he's go- ing to look like, can you? You know, Norma, I never saw a brand new baby before. I mean so very brand new! The nurses and doctor ‘MAD MARRIAGE” all think he’s wonderful. should hear them!” “I wish they'd let him stay with me. I'd like to see Mark now.” Chris Saunders glanced down quickly. This was what she had been afraid of! “But, honey,” she said after an instant, “you know Mark can’t come.” “Why can’t they let him stay here?” The voice from the bed was Detulant. “You ask them, Chris. He’s so tiny and helpless. Maybe they'll do it if you ask them to!” “Oh!” Sharp relief in the ex- clamation. “Oh, you mean—is that what you're going to call the baby? You've named him Mark?” eee You Neve during the long weeks and months had Norma said anything to Chris about what she would name her child. Chris had wondered frequently. She thought she understood Norma’s reticence. “Of course his name's Mark.” The words came almost crossly. “What did you think it would be? Tell them I want to see him now!” The nurse Chris had seen outside appeared in the doorway. “You'll have to go now,” she said to Chris, “You've already overstayed. Mrs. Travers needs to rest.” “She's been asking if she can’t see the baby again.” “A little later,” the nurse nodded. Looking at Norma she continued, “Try to get some rest now and I'll bring him to you before the night nurse comes.” Chris followed the woman in uniform from the room. “You're sure she’s going to be all right?” she asked anxiously, “Mrs. Travers is getting along nicely,” the nurse said with a curt nod. 2 During the 10 days that followed Chris went to the hospital every evening. At first it was hard to keep from showing how worried she felt. Norma lay back against the pillows, so pale and tired-look- ing. Chris, fearing the worst, per- sistently questioned doctors and nurses. Then as the days wore on she began to believe the people the hospital were right. Norma was growing stronger. A faint show of color reappeared in her cheeks. She laughed when the baby was beside her, making its strange gurgling noises, gazing at the ceiling with blue eyes of ineffable depth. She always called him Mark and the mame apparently failed to arouse painful memories. On the twelfth day Norma and her tiny son returned to the apartment. A nurse brought them and stayed through the first day. After that the flat became a place devoted ex- clusively to young Mark Travers’ interests, If he uttered a cry, if he were sleepless, if he did @ single thing off schedule two frantic young women were at his crib-side. Either in spite of or because of these at- tentions the infant thrived. Norma's strength was returning. She looked particularly well the day little Mark became one month old, It was Sunday and Chris ran out to the delicatessen just before luncheon for a bottle of cream. She came back to find Norma with an open newspaper. Chris halted as she caught sight of Norma's face. (To Be Contimued) clay the works of art that will pro- | claim me as a great sculptress.—Joan ‘This repeated cycle of accelerated increase, climax, sudden decrease and increase again is common to a great New York, Oct. 6—One of Broad- way’s minor miracles has been achieved by—of all people—Tom Mooney, who now spends his later That the shadow of Mooney, whose case has aroused millions all over. the world should finally be cast over @ box-office on the Gay White Way is another one of those Manhattan and does happen so have innumerable columnists and so have authors, singers, lecturers and playwrights. The theater is an endless parade of surprises. But it's Mooney’s “framing” should become a They hired an inexpensive cast, which Critics went out of their way to j many in the audience shudderin: By DR. MORRIS FISHBEIN Editor, Journal of the American Medical Association All sorts of lists have’ been pre- pared of the reading material used by people for various purposes. Thére are books to be read on vacation; books to be read on the steamer; books to be read in the hammock, and bedside books for those suffer- ing with insomnia, The modern hospital provides a lil- brary service for patients, because it 4s found that properly selected fic- tion is of great aid in procuring men- tal comfort. Recently Dr. Frank Les- Jey, medical officer in charge of one of the veterans’ hospitals, has com- mented on the type of reading mate- rial selected by patients in an insti- tution devoted to mental cases. The. hospital has approximately 1,000 patients, of whom 800 are able to get about. Of course, the patients look at newspapers and magazines, but they also read books. It is inter- esting to discover that patients dis- abled by paralysis and by fractures indulge only in newspapers and mag- azines, whereas drug addicts, patients with inflammation of the brain, those mentally deficient, those who are constitutionally inferior mentally and who have psychoses, those with hys- terla, overaction of the thyroid and various disturbances of the brain, add fiction to their literary diets. mentia praetox, appear to. prefer books gn the useful arts, while those Alcoholics and patients with de-; Daily Health Service | Value of Reading to Insane Now Being Recognized While Many Normal Persons Do Not Read, Survey Shows Mental Cases Read a Great Deal with the type of mental disease called maniac depressive, exercise a , Wide choice, reading everything from newspapers, through magazines to fiction, philosophy, sociology, poetry, travel and history. Paranoiacs read tremendously in all fields. Twenty-five patients with demen- tia praecox were given special study. Four read only fiction, one nothing but biology, another fine arts, eight divided their time between fiction and travel, one found pleasure in Philology and natural sciences, aad nine included with fiction! such vary- ing subjects as biology, sociology, useful arts, poetry, travel and philos- ophy. It seems quite likely that if 25 nor- jmal human beings were selected at random off the street, their choice of reading material would be about the same, except that in some dis- triets of certain large cities it would be found that some of the normai Persons did not even read newspa- pers, It is interesting to realize the tre- mendous pleasure and benefit de- tived by persons incarcerated in ‘in- stitutions from reading suitable books. Unable to travel, they can by good travel Hooks project themselves thousands of miles away. Finding life monotonous and dull, they &tir their minds vigorously by romance and mystery. The true place of litera- ture in the treatment of mental dis- orders is a great one and is only, after many years, beginning to be fully appreciated. Schwab and Mendel and Aarons and Freedley have long been associated with the peppiest and most success- ful musical comedies to be found in New York. The old-timers—Carroll, Ziegfeld and White—stuck pretty much to revues, x This year came" notice that music shows would be put on without a chorus, Some immediately pointed to hard times, and jobless chorines groaned. Yet on came “Free For All,” with singing principals and an amusing libretto, and then followed, “Singing the Blues,” a Harlem melo- drama with songs but no girls, In each case the experiment has been more than passingly interesting, if not phenomenally successful. There has been, too, the novelty of watching plays being rewritten al- most before one’s eyes. The power} of critical comment appears for once to have affected, overnight, the na- ture of @ presentation. “Cloudy With Showers,” for in-| stance, had an amusing story aboui @ professor in psychology being stumped on a sex question by one of his pretty pupils. And getting into plenty of farcical involvement as. the [result. The third act was rather (harshly treated. Within a week, it project at the request of the com- missioner of Indian affairs, accord- ing to Miss Bertha Palmer, state su- perintendent of public instruction. The purpose of the demonstration is to introduce more modern meth- ods of teaching and school adminis- tration, Miss Palmer said. It is the first step in a progressive educational program planned by the Indian serv- ice, she asserted. Canning Care Urged By N. D. Health Head Pointing out that botulism has caused 17 North Dakota deaths in two separate outbreaks in recent months, Dr. A. A. Whittemore, state health officer, Tuesday warned housewives to use extreme care in their canning work this year. He advised the- use of only clean, sound raw materials, recommended careful examination of food for signs Of spoilage, and urged that all de- fective containers and spoiled food be discarded. It took 14 men to land a huge ocean sunfish recently caught off the coast of New Jersey. It weighed more than 1,900 pounds. - ‘had been rewritten and even given a | new locale. | | John Golden, with almost equai ‘haste, twisted the .ending of his! | “After Tomorrow,” which had left) , and tearful. | | But in these days, almost any news| jcan be expected from the theaters, nich have grown uncannily gun- shy. | (Copyright, 1931, NEA Service, Inc.) | (ae See | [> BARBS_| |__As the bridge player with the fiery ;tempered partner said: “My life is| in my hands!” | i He Those Brooklyn legionnaires who} = jare clamoring for beer apparently | :aren’t men about town. x x | Anyway, wine Bricks make excel-| jient, foundations for certain cellars. 1 + * * | Moving pictures, sys a doctor, are | {easier on the optics than books. And) {yet people are operated upon for film! jon the eye! | * % | A student a sometimes hard put to decide whether to pass a course or pass it up. ! (Copyright, 131, NEA Service, Inc.) 'Indian Schools Learn | Of Teaching Methods Miss Sara Guss, demonstration teacher for the department of public | insiruction, and Miss Alden Huet of the U. S. Indian service, Monday be- |gan a demonstration tour of the In- tdian schools of the state. | Miss Huet, who is supervisor of elementary subjects in the Indian schools of North Dakota, Montana and Minnesota, is cooperating with the state department in this speciai “STICKERS | WRTHRVRPRECTMN 2 YCLVRCLRGYMNTLLMWHN! . pate eeeie tev | bet a number of times among the letters above and form two perfect sentences # that rhyme? ‘ FLAPPER FANNY SAYs: naa. Ud bx. Ore GLAD PARKER Many people prefer the kind of vol- ume that comes out of a radio to the sort found in a book store. IN | THIS CURIOUS WORLD NO YOUNG MAN IS CONSIDERED FIT FoR’ UNI HE HAS SCALED HE SUMMIT OF Ect STONE, UNAIDED / GOLDENRODS CAUSE. SMALL PER- ONCY A CANT OF HAY fever Fron, THe Windows oF LuXuRIOUS TRANS | ON THE UGANDA RAIL ROD, OF EAST - | APRICA, ONE CAN SEE ELEPHANTS, ZEBRA, AND AS MANY HEROS meena WUD ANIMALS. 426. q a = We me ee ie

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