The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, October 27, 1931, Page 4

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It may well be that the United States should scale down the war debts as the Hoover-Laval conferences hinted. It is true that we might do both ourselves and the world a favor by accepting reductions in the amounts due us, or even can- celling them altogether. But it is hardly probable that the country will accept President Hoover's leadership in this matter any more than it was willing to accept Presi- leadership on the League of Nations question a decade or 60 ago. It might be good economic policy to cancel or cut down the war debts, | but the right and wrong of the mat- No one denies that we have a just right to collect the money and—at least to date—there has been no disposi- tion on the part of the American public to do otherwise. The record of the French govern- ment in the last 10 years is none too) favorable from the American view- not otherwise credited in this news- matter herein are also reserved. Newspaper) Foreign Representatives SMALL, SPENCER. LEVINGS & BREWER (incorporated) Navy Day Navy Day the occasion. in its history and traditions. Navy day. of the Modern American Navy.” For Roosevelt did not hesitate to! point out the weak spots and the! ignoble things in the navy's history. His book on the naval war of 1612 constitutes one of the most scathing indictments of American naval policy and one of the most ruthless expos- ures of the seamier side of America’s naval history in print today. Great naval victories helped the! nation to preserve itself in the war of 1812, but not all of the battles were victories, as even a casual per-| usal of the former president's book will show. The tragedy of that war, as dis- closed by the president, was the woe- ful lack of a constructive policy and the tremendous ineptitude shown by the nation in its peace-time support. of this branch of the national de- fense. The brightest spot in it is) the clearly demonstrated fact that no nation in the world has possessed even though their ships sometimes were inferior and their armament too more able sailors than we, light. It is of the men of the modern navy and their equipment that we should They are defenders of their country and in time of invasion would be called upon. first to make the sacrifice which pat- ‘They are entitled to the best of equipment. The most gallant men cannot be ex- think on this Navy day. riotism might demand. pected to work miracles. With conditions as unsettled as they are throughout the world, it be- hooves America to give every reason- able support to its present-day navy. To recount the glories of the past is no substitute for a forward-looking patriotism today. The average American can best serve his country and the navy by being critical of our sea forces and our naval policy, just as Roosevelt was. A glorious past is no safeguard against ignominy and defeat in the future. To recount the things of our naval history which are favorable and ignore those which are unfavor- able is only to lull ourselves to sleep. If we are to follow the example of Roosevelt we should evidence a con- tinuing interest and should voice a determined demand that the nation look to the future in its naval policies as well as to the past. Via Dolorosa It was a dangerous road which President Hoover traversed with Pre- mier Laval in their conversations in ‘Washington. Peper and also the local news of spontaneous origin published herein. All rights of republication of all other (Official City, State and County CHICAGO NEW YORK BOSTON is being observed in North Dakota and in Bismarck in a way to commemorate the valiant deeds of the nation’s sea-going heroes| and in a manner commensurate with Speeches, pilgrimages to the Roose- velt cabin, flag-raising ceremonies and other observances tend to lend interest to the day and should do a great deal of good by interesting the citizens and the youth of our land in the present-day navy as well os Because he is regarded as the father of the present-day navy and because it is his birthday, the name of Roosevelt will figure large in the speeches made in connection with Most of them also will stress the glorious history of, the American navy—and it is glorious. But few of these speeches will be of the type that Roosevelt made when he was gaining the title of “Father point. The country may be expected to keep in mind, when war debts are discussed, the fact that France has done more than any other European nation to keep things stirred up during the last decade. Whatever Mr. Hoover and Premier Laval agreed upon, the proposals must be submitted to the senate, treaty-making body of the country, before they can take effect. If these tentative agreements are what the newspapers hint they may be, America may see another idealls- tic president treading a political via; dolorosa caused by too close agree- ment with the French. - We Can Be Ashamed Now Thirteen years after the world war the United States government worries itself about the situation in Manchuria where war clouds threat- en. Indications are that both the Chinese and Japanese nations are being wrought up to fighting pitch, although the Japanese advance the rather unique theory that there can be no war because the Chinese will not fight. Nevertheless, the hysteria which leads to war is growing in China and almost anything may happen. Just how severe and unreasonable war hysteria may become is called to mind by a news item from Chicago. It tells how representatives of 3,- 000 German clubs in the United | States, including delegates from North Dakota, met there to reor- ganize the German National Alliance. “banned by congress in 1917 for de- manding American neutrality in the war.” Compared to China, America is a literate and vastly enlightened coun- try, but 14 years ago it took legal ction to suppress an organization which was making a plea for peace. In the light of subsequent events, the conscience of the nation probably is a little bit ashamed of that inci- dent now, although under the stress of war times it seemed—and perhaps was—the logical thing to do. Some Americans are objecting he- cause British ship-owners load their vessels with liquor and Amerigan passengers and start on a cruise to “nowhere” opening up the bar after passing the 12-mile limit. The prac- tice may provide its own penalty, even if the government doesn't act. One of these days they are lable to get a consignment of “squirre! whisky” and if they do the passen- gers may climb the masts and unbal- ance the boat, causing it tosink, Editorial Comment 4 Editorials printed below show the frend of thought by other editors, They are published without regard to whether they agree or disagree with The Tribune's policies, At the Cafeteria (Baltimore Sun) Cafeteria is a game which has won well-deserved popularity. It is played in about the same space as that re- quired for miniature golf and the fav- orite time is about the noon hour. The players form a line and ad- vance or recede in accordance with a system of credits and penalties of which the outstanding are as fol- lows: Undecided choice. places, Special order from the kitchen. Remain in the same position until twelve players have passed. Forgotten soup spoon. Go back to point where trays, knives, forks and Spoons are distributed to players. Player ahead ordering full luncheon of roast lamb, spinach, potatoes, soup and cottage pudding. Remain in the same position until tray of player ahead is full. Choice of raisin pie. Advance six places. Discovery that what you thought was raisin pie is mince. Go back four places. Taking sliced bread and butter. Go forward three places. Asking for crisp roll that has to be gone after. Drop back two places. Change to pay for lunch in right- hand pants pocket. Go forward four Places. No change in pants pocket, necessitating search for billfold in in- Move back six Hope springs from it, of course, be- cause if there is one truly irrepres-|paid for. Advance to water cooler. sible human trait it is the ability to ‘ater obtained. Advance to vacant able. keep on hoping. Every turn or twist 4n the torturous path which the world is following may turn out to be that prosperity corner, about which we used to hear so much but: which has not yet been seen, 5 Economic stability, reparations and war debts seem to have been ‘the major topics under discussion and two of these are very dangerous from @ political standpoint. President Hoover is something of an idealist as may readily be ascer- tained by his devout hope for the side pocket. Lose two places. Vacant table marked Lose three places. Top of unreserved table just vacated being wiped off by waiter. top cleaned. Advance to seat. tomato catsup on table. catsup. Advance to seat. No catsup in bottle discovered. Go to next table. gotten napkin. Go back to end of line and begin over. ‘The winner is that player who takes the least time in moving from the end of the line to his seat and who can sit longest over his cigarette be- fore “ere ge away by une critical stares other players looking for a elimination of war and the steps taken | place to go. Lunch “reserved.” Stay where you ure. Table No Go back to Catsup bottle discovered. For- trench warfare. American artillerymen, using a French “75,” opened fire on the Ger- man lines; 500 yards distant. The shell case was preserved to be sent to President ‘Wilson. Meantime the Germans on the Isonzo front claimed the Austro-Ger- Americans in Action EEGIN HERE TODAY Old MRS, JUPITER, wife ef ¢1 sulllionaire bile ma: RK: marry DIRK RUYTHER, blooded young tawyer. Mary receives a the boy. the Star, in th NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER VII lig was time for a lunch tray and a nap before she must be ready to meet Dirk. He had not said so, but Mary felt that they must be going to see Eddie. Im- patience made her restless, but weariness finally put her to sleep. When Della woke her there was just time for a quick tub and into pe clothes before Dirk was due to arrive. a “Gentleman to see you, Miss Harkness,” Mary looked around, surprised at the crispness and formality of the girl’s tone. Bessie’s mouth was faintly malicious; her nose was lifted superciliously. “You haven't been talking to that reporter any more, have you, Bes- sie?” asked Mary sharply. “They're not going to blame ME for that, Miss Mary!” “They won't blame you, silly! It will all be explained very shortly. But you mustn't talk about it to anyone just yet. I would have spoken to you about it last night, Bessie, only I trusted to your good judgment to keep still.” The frailty of this plea was ap- parent to her even as she made it. Bessie’s eyes shifted away, “I don’t want the police coming after me,” she repeated, Mary forced a laugh. “They won't. Of course it was very wrong to leave the door open as you did, Bessie. Anyone might have come in and I’m terribly afraid—someone did. Oh, I’m not blaming you,” she held out her hand placatingly as Bessie’s eyes flashed resentfully. “I’m blaming myself for not having attended to it. I'd no business leaving it to you.” “My place was in the dining- Toom, you know that, Miss Mary!” the girl said, accusingly. “It was Barclay’s place to watch the door.” “I know that,” Mary agreed, wearlly, She must not give way to her’ fears before the girl, she re membered, and drew herself up with @ reassuring smile. “Well, it’s possible we've neither of us anything to feel to blame for,” she said. “After all, we don’t KNOW that anyone came in then, Not even Mr. Eddie, In fact, I don’t believe Ke came at all.” ore HE maid’s look of interest sur- prised her. “Oh! It was Mr. Eddie you wero expecting?” “Why, yes,” said Mary, wonder- ingly. “Why?” “Nothing. Only—” “Only what?” ‘The maid lowered her voice fear- fully, “He shouldn’t ought to have come back Ike that,” she said righteous- ly, “not after Mr. Jupiter told him what he did.” man forces had captured 60,000 prisoners and 500 big guns. On Oct. 27,°1917, it was formally | Italians made a stand, holding the announced that American troops in|enemy in check in the passes west France had fired their first shot injof the Isonzo river leading to the Venetian Plains. The the Italian lines. French troops under General Pe: tain continued to press back the Ger- mans in Flanders. Nearly 1,400 bulls in 70 Iowa cow- testing associations are on trial for their lives this year in a better sire contest conducted by lowa State col- Five hundred thousand Austrians and Germans were reported facing New York, Oct. 27.—As I walked across Thirty-third street this very day headed for my office, my path was blocked by a crowd of paraders forming in a large arcade. ‘They were bearing banners carry- ing such slogans as: “Tom Mooney Is Innocent” and “Tom Mooney Must Be Freed!” eT Daily Health Service { INHALATION OF DUST IS CAUSE .| OF MOST INDUSTR: i Workers Sometimes Inhale Germs or Parasites Which Attack Tissues of Lungs and Cause Illness | By DR. MORRIS FISHBEIN Editor, Journal of the American Medical Association ‘The most widespread group of in- dustrial diseases is that in which in- halation of dusts developed during the processes of the work is the basic cause . The scientific name for such diseases is pnetit developed from two jung and dust. The dusts types. Men and women, boys -and girls,| inhale they made their way down the street of the garment industry giv- cir Saturday afternoon to far-away cause. And.I thought: “These people do not even know Mooney ... why don’t they ever say anything about Billings? ... Or Weinberg? ... Or Nolan? ... And what has become of all the others: of Fickert and Cunha and the rest?” For all these names had been writ- ten large on my youth. And as the autumn sun fell upon the banners. the years seemed to sweep away. And I was a lad again; a city editor of a struggling newspaper which now is one of the two leading journals of San Francisco. The office of the per was an old grocery store. newspa] ‘The shelves had never been removed. We had sawed sections away so that typewriters would fit in a little square space. The city desk and copy desk was an old poker table borrowed from @ defunct press club. Tom Laird, a prominent western sports writer, doubled a office boy and as the “ad- be vice to the lovelorn.” *% ® ‘The little paper was devoted to the cause of the downtrodden. We were out to save the-world; as what young newspaperman hasn't been at some time or another. And into the office would drift a rosy-cheeked Irish gent by the name of Tom Mooney. The Labor Temple was but @ short dis- tance away. And labor's fights were our fights. Tom would walk in with his raven-haired, flashing-eyed wife, Rena. Poor Tom! Just a big dreamy Irishman who, I have no doubt, meant well. Well his car strike was a bluff as were many other things “Told-him? Mr. Jupiter? When was this?” | ‘week: when. your brother came, You was out, and Mr, Jupiter came down to see him in the Mbrary. And Mr. Jupiter told him he was a young smart aleck that needed a lesson and he wouldn't give a penny to pay a gambler's debts.” Mary leaned weakly against the dressing-table. “Eddie was here, and I didn’t know it? What else—did they say?” “I think he wanted to borrow a lot of money. Oh, a lot of money. But Mr. Jupiter told him he was a disgrace to his sister, and to go out and earn it like a man. And he told him he was headed for a gam- bler’s grave if he went on as he was doing, and not to show his face here again. Your brother was just going, and he called him back and said, ‘For your sister's sake, I'll sive you a job’.” Bessie warmed to her subject, in- spired by the impression she was creating on the girl she disliked. “Perhaps I shouldn’t ought to tell you—” Mary faltered. “What did Eddie “Oh, he didn’t say much—he just looked at him, And he said, ‘No, thank you. I might have known you wouldn’t understand.’ I felt sorry for the kid, honest! He looked—sick, and he stood so stiff and straight. I let him out—it was Spence’s day off and he was at the pictures. He stood outside the door a minute—honest, I thought he was gonna cry. And then he went away.” eee St waited, but there was no ap- -preciative response from her audience, Mary was staring past her dazedly into the face of a deep- er humiliation than she had ever known. “So You see,” the maid finished, “he didn’t ought to have come back lke that. I wouldn't ever have said a word, if I'd known.” “You've told Mr. Jupiter, then?” “Not him. The reporter. Well, he asked me,” she bridled virtu- ously, “and what could I say?” “You might have said nothing,” Mary thought but she was too oc- cupied with this new phase of things to reproach the girl. After all, one had only to glimpse that pretty, shallow face to know that loyalty was not in her, And tech- Why didn’t you tell Inspector Kane your brother was here last night?” Bowen asked. nically she was perfectly in the right. “I wasn’t going to have them blaming ME!” Bessié repeated by way of excuse. Mary waved her away, and with a defiant swish of trim gray skirts she left the room, Mr, Jupiter was having his post- luncheon nap and there was no time to see him anyway. It was nearly three by her wrist-watch and Dirk was waiting. She hurried down the stairs. But the man who rose from a half-sitting, half-reclining position in the big armchair by the library fire was not Dirk. It was the Star reporter, Bowen. Mary turned to go, but he halted her with a word. “Please, Miss Harkness—don't I must see you for a minute.” Mary looked about uncertainly for Dirk. He must be here somewhere —or was this the “gentleman to see you,” whom Bessie had announced? ‘I’m sorry, I can’t talk to you. I'm going out. And besides,” she bit her lips to still their tell-tale trembling, and her voicer broke, “I’m too upset.” Bowen had reached her side with agility remarkable in a man of his generally rotund appearance. So far as tact would permit, he had placed himself between her and the door, and cut off her retreat, It was presumption but this was a big story and he couldn’t afford to fail. “I know I must seem a callous brute,” he said, “asking you ques- tions just at this time. But in the very nature of things, you know, news can’t wait. And there's some- thing that you and no one else, can tell me—” M48Y said resignedly, “I sup- pose you mean about my brother.” And could not resist add- ing, “I should have thought your interviews with the servants would) eagerly. “Whatever your brother's have given you all the material you need.” “Let's get down to business, Miss Harkness. Why didn’t you tell In- spector Kane that your brother was here last night?” “Because,” Mary retorted. “I don’t know that he was, And neither does anyone else.” “You expected him, though?” “Yes, He telephoned me: about half after 12 that he was in trouble, and must see me at once. The maid should have let him in. You understand that was necessary, be- a * cause no one was being admitted except invited guests. But she was busy, and she carelessly left the door unlocked. No one came, or went, that we. know of. I locked the door again myself, after I came down from—up there.” “But someone might have come and gone, you admit that. And it might have been your brother. And during that time—how long was it? _ about 20 minutes altogether— Mrs. Jupiter was robbed and’ killed.” “Yes, But Eddie had nothing to do with it. I’m as sure of that as I am of God.” Their eyes met and held, “You believe me, don’t yon?” Before the sincerity in the girl's gray eyes, Bowen found himself saying “Yes,” and meaning it. “You won't put anything in your paper about it, will you?” Bowen hesitated, but only for a minute, “I have to, Miss Hark- ness.” There Was real regret in his voice. “You couldn't wait just until I see my brother and find out what he knows?” “Perhaps I could do that. When are-you seeing him?” “This afternoon, Now. As soon as Mr, Ruyther comes.” She looked at her wrist watch. Dirk had not come, and it was long past the hour! He was not in the house, evidently; worrledly, she took up the telephone, and called his home. The newspaperman’s zeal for & beat began to gleam in Bowen's eyes. The spell that beauty in dis- tress had cast over him for the mo- ment abated before the thrilling realization that the biggest story in years was in reach of bis hand. Lovely this girl might be, and ever so innocent, but her brother was & red-handed murderer, if ever there was one, according to his way of thinking. “May I go with you?” he asked, tory is, it must be told some time, and if I could get to him first—” But Mary was not listening; she was waiting tensely while a maid went to call Dirk to the telephone. Presently a woman's tones came drifting over the wire. Mrs. Ruy- ther’s. “Oh, Mary,” she said, languidly, “Dirk asked me to call him, but the poor boy is sleeping SO soundly! I hadn't the heart to wake him. Can't it wait awhile, whatever it is?” % so (To Be Continued) Coming through Thirty-third street I could see Tom again leaning against the bar at the little beer place along side the Labor Temple. At the time the I. W. W. activities ranged from the Pacific northwest to the Sacra- mento valley. Tom would stand whispering to his cronies— ‘ “Here about that little turn up in the valley—I could tell you somepun.” Poor Tom! How he liked to talk! He would soon have the attention of @ dozen ears. Small wonder that when the cops got busy they heard lots of tales about him. Yet I doubt that he ever did anything much more dangerous than lift a stein of beer from the bar to his f then talk, and talk and talk. i Tve read books about Tom. Ive seen plays about Tom. I know the story from beginning to end and cov- ered almost every chapter. But I doubt if even his most ic supporters know him as well as I do. Because, I knew Tom—whén! (Copyright, 1931, NEA Service, Inc.) Quotations ! ‘The big mistake Britain made was in believeing she was strong enough to pay for the heaters Rothermere. * * o The capitalist system is breaking down.—George Shaw. xe ® Prohibition is here to stay and you folks will have to take it or leave it. —Luis J. Bacardi. ee # ‘We can't cry ourselves out of de- pression, but perhaps we can laugh ourselves out of it.—William R. Castle, Jr., undersecretary of state. *e # President Hoover will be renomi- nated by acclamation and triumph- antly re-elected, because he has done more to stabilize business and bring back normal conditions of industry than any other man could have done. —Representative Samuel A. Kendall. ** # ‘The queer thing about New York is that it goes on being new.—G. K. Chesterton. —+ > BARBS \ _——__—$——— In order to be a success, @ Chicago party must start ne bang. * o A chemist says all liquor today is bum. Nearly everybody else is get- ting tired of it, too. ee # ‘United States may seek to regain supremacy on the seas. Counting’ our rum fleets, we've got it now. ee % At least the depression has unhob- bled many a business man from his hobby. ee * A survey shows that ladder climb- ing is dangerous. So is sliding down the drain pipe. eee Prisoners in Fort Leavenworth IAL DISEASES. the pigeon. Such men not infre- quently inhale organisms which set up troubles #: their lungs. ‘Weavers of cotton cloth somettme develop a cough that is due to the inhaling of mildew present on the cotton threads. Conditions of climate affect the sizing of the threads before they are placed on the looms, favor- ing the growth and development of the mildew. The weavers inhale the fungl, which are thrown off the cot+ ton threads in the process of weav- ing. The fungi develop in the lungs, producing a feeling of constriction of the chest with difficult breathing, and associated with this, expectoration of thick, yellowish-green sputum. AS the infection goes on other germs at- tack the weakened tissues, producing not infrequently secondary attacks of tuberculosis, pneumonia, or septic in- fections. This brings about, of course, general weakness, aching limbs, ach- ing back, severe headache and pers- piration as well as prostration. The condition does not occur so frequently as to be a constant men- ace, but cases have been recognized sufficiently often to give the disease the special name of weaver’s cough. Mexican Ambassador Associated Press Photo Dr. J. M. Pulg Causaranc, new ambassador to the United States from Mexico, arrived in Washing: ton recently to assume his new duties. birds with one stone by putting in the radio stars too. (Copyright, 1931, NEA Service, Inc.) STICKERS GRC-CRT coer rea fe ayia times among ters GRC and f wil ave the name of a county. lage the same letter a number of times the letters'CRT and you will have the name of an island belonging to that country.” hooted all night because they were locked up before hearing their favor- ite radio programs. Might kill two. ©1931 BY NEA SERVICE, NC, THIS CURIOUS WORLD SAN = : Shallow people never indulge in deep study. as Ihe BARBER'S POLE HAS COME DOWN) FROM SEVERAL CENTURIES 1D MINOR, Tape GANOAGES. 10-27 )~ ri roe * a 4