The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, December 9, 1931, Page 4

THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE, WEDNESDAY, DECEMBER 9, 1981 Published by The Bismarck Tribune Comany, Bismarck, N. D., and en- tered at the postoffice at Bismarck as second class mail matter. . GEORGE D. MANN President and Publisher. in Canada, per ++ 2.00) Member of Audit Bureau oj Circulation Dakota, per y Weekly by mail year 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 Spon! origin published herein. All rights of republication of all other matter herein are also reserved. (Official City, State and County Newspaper) ee Foreign Representatives SMALL, SPENCER, LEVINGS é& BREWER ‘Inct ited) (incorporat CHICAGO NEW YORK BOSTON ‘A Worthwhile Race Announcement of a contest to be staged between cities and in which everyone will win something worth ! while if it makes a good record has just’ been made by the National Safety Council. ‘The idea is to launch, January 1, i “safety race” among the cities of| the nation to determine which can obtain the best traffic-law observ- ‘ance and enforcement during the| year. Every city, town and village in the country is eligible and several hun- dred will compete for the honor of being called “America’s Safest City.” Competition will be between munici- palities of similar size for lowered traffic death rates through improved! Jaw enforcement and public educa- tion. Awards will be made early in 1933 for the “Safest City” in each) group, for the best in all groups, and for the states making the best ag- gregate record. dt is the first nation-wide effort to arouse in every community a de- termined stand against the increas- ing highway death toll which will Teach its highest peak in histéry, about 35,000, this year. The National Safety Council's experience in acci- dent prevention over a score of years) has shown that contests provide tre- mendous stimuli in industrial safety and the plan is now being applied on| @ broad scale to the dangerous streets) and highways. Cities will compete by making monthly reports of their traffic fa- talities to the National Safety Coun- cil and by reporting their accident’ prevention activities such as enforce- ment, regulation and public educa- tion. ‘The reporting body in most cases will be the local police depart- ment, but it may be any local organi- yfation designated by the mayor. ‘While lowered death rates over the wrevious year’s experience will be the chief measuring stick, other factors) will receive consideration in the scoring. The only obligation a city assumes, fin entering the contest is that of submitting reports regularly. All cities will be divided into groups according to population as + follows: Over 500,000; 250,000 to 00,- © 000; 100,000 to 250,000; 50,000 to 100,- } 00; 28,000 to 50,000; under 25,000. | ‘There will be no set rules which| tiative will be the sole guide. Handsome trophy awards will be presented at some suitable occasion in the spring of 1933 to mayors, or thelr official representatives, of the swinning cities. ' To any citizen who has watched ithe sickening totals of death on the vealing that the business of tattooing | has gone into a sad decline. People don’t go for tattooing as they used to, it seems. Many “artists” have had to find other jobs; and those ‘still in business have a different clien- tele. The sailors, backbone of. the! trade for centuries, are not coming in so much nowadays, and the ones that | \do come in are mostly from merchant ships. The city tough, too, has lost his fondness for tattooing, and the lady customer has become almost non- existent. Now all of this, of course, is su- Premely unimportant as a news item, But it does mirror a change in the habits and customs of society, and to some historian a generation or so hence it ought to be highly interest- ing. For one thing, it shows the change that has come oVer the world of ships. The hard-handed old salt is vanish- ing; his place is taken by the sons of @ mechanical age, who have forgotten most of the old sea lore and who don't care to have the mark of their calling stamped on their skins for life. Navy Jack has become more sophisticated, | more gentlemanly, and a crimson mermaid on his chest no longer seems to him something to be greatly de- sired, The shore folk, too, have changed. The city hoodlum, who used to wear @ rusty turtle-necked sweater and look as disreputable as possible, now goes in for sartorial elegance. Instead of trying to look like a tough, he tries to look like a college man. In other words, we have outgrown @ stage of our robust youth. The de- cline in tattooing speaks volumes about the change. Dog Covers Add to the “Little Brown Jug” for which Minnesota and Michigan bat- tle on the gridiron, and the “Old Oaken Bucket,” prized trophy of In- diana-Purdue contests, one pair of “dog covers.” They aren't a tradition yet but one of these days the idea may be garbed with the antiquity which makes a tradition really worth while. “Dog covers” is a college term meaning shoes and the ones in ques- tion now repose at Oklahoma City University as a result of the recent triumph of its football team over the gridiron warriors of Tulsa University. The first spark of the idea was' struck @ year ago when the Tulsa crew, victorious on the field of battle, kept a pair of shoes owned by one of the invaders. This year, in addition to whatever fame and glory attached to the contest, it was agreed that one of the prizes would be the shoes worn by the captain of the losing team. Tulsa lost and Oklahoma City uni- versity took back with its team a pair of soiled “dog covers” as lasting evidence of its feat. It is of such thin fabric that col- lege traditions often are made—and just think of the publicity possibili-' ties offered for the future by this bit of boyish tomfoolery of the present. Editorial Comment Editorials printed below show the trend of thought by other editors. ‘They are published without regard to whether they agree with The Tribune's or disagree policies, Self-Perpetuating (New York World-Telegram) Charles G. Dawes will be substi- tuted for Herbert Hoover as the Re- publican presidential candidate in 1932 if influential western party lead- ers backed by certain eastern inter- ests have their way, the news reports indicate. Needless to say, the chances, ot such a movement are about one in a hundred or less. All of which is very bad. It is bad not because General Dawes is a better man than Mr. Hoo- ver—or vice versa—but because the unwritten rules of parties under which a president automatically suc- ceeds himself as a candidate is a de- nial of representative government. So far as Mr. Hoover is concerned it is generally admitted that he is) the most unpopular president the’ country has had in many years. He; is regarded as a pretty complete fail- ure, even though he could not pos- sibly be responsible for all or even half the national misfortunes for which he exclusively is blamed by a panicky and bitter public. It is fairly clear that if the Re- publican rank and file or any other rank and file had its way Mr. Hoover would not be a presidential nominee again. And yet—thanks to the un- written party law and tradition—' nothing less than-a political miracle can keep him out if he wants to run. A more unrepresentative, a more undemocratic, method of picking presidential candidates could not be conceived by an absolute dictator than this system which has been al- lowed to grow up in America. There are two reasons why a presi- dent is able to renominate himself. One is the superstition that a party cannot turn thumbs down on its white house leader without discrediting the party and causing party defeat in the next election. ‘The second reason is that a presi- dent, through powers of patronage, is entering this contest and making a our participation should pay big divi- f As Tattooing Passes ‘What makes history, anyway—the big stories about world-shaking events, or-the little, unimportant items that {0 almost unnoticed at the time they fare printed? The big stories, of course—the stor- fes of wars, political overturns, revo- futions and so on—provide the histo- sians with most of their material. But some of the little ones reflect shifts fn the complexion of society with amazing suggestiveness; and among them is little story printed in a New York paper the other day, re- & ~ real effort to win it. Even if we lose, | Tegard! able in four years to build up a per- sonal political machine strong enough cial Lookout, Boys! Don’t Sink the Ship New York, Dec. 9.—The daddy of Christopher Robin and Winnie-the- Pooh has turned out to be the most self-effacing, modest and gentle lit+ erary lion to be turned loose in New York’s who's-zoo. For some weeks, A. A. Milne has been making his unobtrusive way in and out of Manhattan's trails. Dur- ing that time he has pledged himself to make no lecture tours and he has behaved at public functions in a manner that should be studied by all visiting authors. Just the other day, at a luncheon in his honor, I noticed Milne sand- wiched between a socially prominent lady and the Grand Duchess Marie. ‘There, at the head of the table, he seemed content to make himself as obscure as possible. He managed so well that scores of lion hunters didn't know that this slender, almost shy gent was the eminent master-of- whimsy. After a time, in true English fash- ion, he reached down into his tweedy coat and brought out a well-ripened Pipe, filled it with tobacco and in the midst of the snooty crowd began to smoke. After the social affecta- tions of so many lions and near-lions, here was @ most welcome innovation. ex % And amusingly enough, while this international literary figure sat puff-| ing in meditation, a young man named Gene Tunney was attracting the attention of the crowd. M. Tun- ney had become a father but a few days before and this was his first public appearance sincs the gossip columnists had ceased wrangling over which had first forecast the coming event. His only rival for the spot- light was the giant figure of Henrik van Loon. It was, incidentally, the Messrs. Van Loon and Tunney who “stole” the show, as the saying goes. Van Loon was the host and Tunney the sole speaker. Meanwhile the playwright and creator of Christopher Robin puffed an and on—and meditated! Which reminds me that Milne’s latest novel is one of the best sellers, several of his better plays dre being revived here and there and Gene ‘Tunney is improving as a speaker at literary occasions, He said something about Mrs. Tunney’s condition being excellent. * * ® And there's an interesting little “inside yarn” concerning the last lion to appear hereabouts—H. G. ‘Wells! Wells, who is back in London by this time, possessed a high, piping A RAINDR« oP. Je) aeaie Wan eat So HOW FAR il FALLS. he SUM IS A ‘LIVING ue BEING A Lil ‘OF ANIMALS THAT to control a national party conven- tion regardless of public opinion and less even of the will of the convention delegates. Mr. Taft's dictatorship over the Pro-Roosevelt convention in 1912 is @ familiar example. Just as Mr. Taft could control a hostile convention through patron- age, especially with the puppet south- ern delegations, so Mr. Hoover or any other patronage dispenser in the white house can remain a party au- tocrat. ‘We believe that is bad for the man in the white house, for the party, and for the nation. * We believe the country would wel- come any movement—even though started in behalf of the dubious Mr. Dawes—which would smash the self- perpetuating presidential system. Quail are now being raised in — and fields. ©1931 BY NEA SERVICE, INC._ 12-9 veice. It is thin and, at times, al- most falsetto. One of the major talking-picture concerns decided to} tie him up for a one-reel feature. The peculiarities of his voice had not become known to the particular domo who made the advance’ arrangements. IT-am told that Wells was given about $10,000 or more to appear as @ movie feature. The “short” was brought to the pre-view room of this particular concern. As a film it was all right, but when Wells’ voice came off the sound track—that was some- thing else! A hasty huddle was staged and, despite the expense in- volved, the film feature was shelved. se % And while talking of bookish things, I find that I've crashed the exclusive society of the erudite New York Her- ald-Tribune’s books supplement. Isa- bel Patterson, who conducts a Sun- day page of literary gossip, discov- ered that at literary teas and dinners people get mixed up. For instance, Norman Lindsay was introduced as Norman Douglas, and Will Cuppy as John Drinkwater and so on. Having encountered this confusion jat one time or another and having been introduced as everybody from Eugene O'Neill to Sinclair Lewis, I have found it convenient to say sim- ly: “The name is Zilch.” All of which Miss Patterson has zy. caught me-et and-adopted as.a stand-}. ard formula, with die credit. And thanks, Isabel, for the credit. (Copyright, 1931, NEA Service, Inc.- ‘TODAY £9 1S THE \ ANI WERSARY 9 HINDENBURG AT CAMBRAI On Dee. 9, 1917, General von Hin- denburg joined General von Luden- corff in directing operations at Cam- brai. Fighting at Cambrai went into its 17th consecutive day on this date. In the Verdun region the French stopped the German thrust in the di- rection of Bezonvausc. In the Italian campaign the Asiago battle was suspended by the Teutons STICKERS THIS CURIOUS CHANGE! who were checked at positions guard- ing the Franella and Gadena passes. The Russian government issued a proclamation to the Russian nation that “Kaledine and Korniloff, assist- ed by the Imperialists and Constitu-. tional Democrats, have raised a re- volt and declared war in the Don re- gion ‘against the people and the reyo- navy issued @ report that the navy's Personnel had reached 269,000. (Copyright, 1931, NEA Service, Inc.) {” Quotations | —_—_—_—_—_——————— No college’ boy is safe from the at- tacks of co-eds.—Dr. William Moul- ton Marston, Long tase university. * + We (Italy) think disarmament is) the most important question now ex- isting in the relations between eoun- tries—Dino Grandi, Italian foreign minister. x ee Prohibition has done a great. deal to develop in America.—| Heywood Broun, columnist and play- wright. * oe OK Inefficient industries cannot shield themselves behind tariffs—Sir Hugo} tific lution.” Thp secretary of the United States + -flonable BEGIN HERE TODAY MARY HARKNESS 9 amare The Fly, who “ brother, Edi YY of MRS, JUPI’ down to keep MR. JUPITER Fs . BOWEN of the Star. Everyom else believes Eddie guilty, i ing DIRK RUYTHER, gate further. His {0 the notoriety. BRUCE JUPITER. friend, LOUISE, t CHAPTER XLUI Artes the first moment of sur- prise, in which he had respond- ed to her kiss as of old, Dirk drew away and regarded her steadily. The scorn in his eyes made the blood mount hotly to Mary's cheeks, “What are you doing here?” he asked roughly. “What do you want?” “Let me do something for you— isn’t there anything I can do?” “¥es, Put me ashore.” The old surliness was in his voice. “It seems to be your yacht, so of course T can only ask—" “Dirk, please!” She threw out her hands to ward off the unkind- ness, “You can’t think that of me, him. “You were thinking of me as. I came in.” “All right, Shall I tell you what L thought of you?” “No, for it’s all to plain!” She bit her lip and tried to get her anger under control. After all, he /was ill and he needed rest and quiet. ; **Y'm going to sit here until you go to sleep,” she told him firmly, and sat down with a magazine in a chair nearby. Minutes ticked away in silence, Dirk had turned his face to the wall, after bidding her do as she pleased. She stole glances at his averted face as he slept, or pretended to sleep. He looked so ill that suddenly she was frightened, ‘Was a sprained ankle as serious as all that? Ina remarkably short time he was really asleep. She rose and was about to tiptoe from the room, , When voices in the next stateroom attracted her attention. What state- room had she put The Fly in the night before, she wondered? Was {t three? It must have been, for it was his voice she heard, “None of your damn business where I got it,” he was saying, “I “want it, that’s all.” There was mumbled respgnse, and then his voice loudly again—he must be standing very near the open port- hole, “What do you mean you haven't it?” he half-shouted. ji Louise, in a strident undertone, ; countered with @ question of her own, “Say, whose bracelet {s that, any- , Way? ‘Why is it so important? And how did you come by it, may I ask?” Hirst, British managing director of General Electric, Ltd. oe & Prosperity will return as soon as 51 per cent of the people go right spiritually—Roger Babson, noted sta- tistician. s * * ‘We wear mustaches because we have eye trouble. Without a mus- tache our eyes become weaker. It’s @ scientific fact—Governor William| (Alfalfa Bill) Murray. (Copyright, 1931, NEA Service, Inc.)| nostic Co Flo Ziegfeld said there would al- ways be stage-door Johnnies, and that’s why there would always be “Follies.” And what foljes! em # By this time it is evident that in the Manchurian theater of war China ‘{has missed her queue. s * * John H. Raskob is petitioning 90,- 000 Democrats as to their views on prohibition. Looks like something is| going to be soaked. ee | Grape juice companies are still paying dividends, though packing companies are probably having a hata | time trying to make both ends meat. xe * A New Jersey woman sued for di- vorce, naming a game of cards as co- respondent.. Evidently she didn’t stack up so well. (Copyright, 1931, NEA Service, Inc.) “Do you think I'd be fool enough to tell you? Give it to me!” “And what if I tell you I haven't got it? I can’t get it, either, She's got it! “WHAT!” It was like the roar of a charging bull. After that there was the soung of the porthole being closed; cau- tion made them lower their voices until Mary bad to strain to hear them. She could not catch what they said. Evidently they believed the stateroom next them to be empty. be By putting her car to the wall, Mary caught a few words, Gradu- ally the voices lifted again. “You'd better get out of here be- fore that sap of a Bruce finds you here,” De Loma warned her, “Maybe he is @ sap,” the woman snapped, “but the rest of the family isn’t so fooljsh, I tell you it’s a trap—” De Loma’s “Aaah!” was a snarl of unbelief, “You'll find out!” eee Dr stirred and Mary held her breath lest he should waken and speak to her. He relaxed and slept on, however, and presently she heard the door of De Loma’s room close and footsteps retreat along the deck. ‘When she thought it was safe to appear she went out, leaving Dirk sleeping soundly. On the forward deck, under an awning, to her in- tense surprise she saw Mr. Jupiter and De Loma, side by side in deck chairs, What had brought about this. amazing juxtaposition, she wondered? F Sensing that Mr. Jupiter must wish to be rid of the man, she Joined the tete-a-tete, hoping it would give him an opportunity. But Mr. Jupiter scarcely looked up. He was talking about fishing, and he seemed to be enjoying himself huge- ly. De Loma was silent, brooding, not paying attention to what the old man was saying—yet somehow more acutely observant of him than he had ever been before. He had never seemed more than falntly aware of the old man’s shadowy Presence in the group, seeming to dismiss him as a senile old fool un- worthy of attention. Now, though the subject was game fishing, in which he could have no interest whatever, Mary noted that he was rigidly attentive to every word the old man had to say: “No, sir,” the garrulous old voice rambled on, as Mary seated herself, “I used to hate to gaff ‘em—thought it was cruel, and all thet. But I changed my mind. You do, when you get older and see more of the world, .~ “A killer’s a ler, the world eround—and that’s what a barra- cuda is,” he insisted, snapping his head about to nod it emphatically at the immobile face of the man beside him. is @ cold-blooded murderer—noth- ing else! pity for that kind of a varmint. They're put in this world for sport, end for no other reason. For « man to try his wis against. Lord, there's nothing like the thrill of bagging one of those fellows!” He lapsed into silence, which re mained unbroken for several min- utes. Mary, in ber chair, with her head leaning against the back, could Rot see De Loma’s face. Why, it was a parable Mr. Jupiter was speaking to The Fly, nothing less. Had The Fly the brains to under stand it? : Apparently he bad. He got up suddenly, and with no more than a nod to excuse himself, walked away. He had a fine air of non chalance, stopping at the rail to Daily Health Service _ | SEEK TO CONTROL DISEASE BEFORE IT GETS STARTED common conta- nts one of the 15 per cent of crippled children owe their condition to infantile paralysis and tuberculosis, Blindness, dam- aged. hearts and kidneys, and other conditions of a chronic character fol- low_infections as serious complica- tions. In attacking the acute infectious conditions, preventive medicine at- tempts first of all to diagnose such conditions early by the use of diag- laboratories, public health nursing, and suitable health depart- ments. The recognition and report- ing of communicable diseases are ab- lagnosing a ¢ its early stages is a well-trained phy- sician or @ nurse who has had special training in the public health field. Even she, however, will only be able to make a possible diagnosis which must be confirmed by the physician. * * ® Once a disease is the isolation of the case and the guard- ing of all of those who have been in contact are the most effective meas- ‘ures to prevent rapid spread. | A woman whose child had only re- cently recovered from measles, and, in fact, had not yet been discharged by the physician, sent the child to a Christmas party. Fourteen other chil- dren attending the party developed measles. Another woman whose child had developed a severe cold with sore throat, vomiting and fever, sent the child to a dance because she over its disappointment. Many other Communicable Disease Causes 15 Per Cent of Deaths By DR. MORRIS FISHBEIN Editor, Journal of the American Medical Association With the development of our Knowledge of the germ cause of dis- ease by Pasteur around 1880, scien- tific medicine began a systematic at- tack on disease which gradually the life expectancy of human approximately 35 years years. of the children developed scarlet fever whic: her child had in an early stage. Modern public health authoritins put up signs on places where ‘copes municable disease exists. These signs are a warning to other people not to enter the home and should be a to the people in the home not to go out; but not infrequently such a warning is violated. Finally, the health authorities must control the carrier of disease who while himself not infected carries the germs of the disease about on his Person. KANG: THREAD Wiry kangaroos from Australia are now contributing their tendons to American surgery. The muscle sinew from these animals is used by doctors to take stitches in human cuts, Women throughout the ages have. found it convenient to forget their ages. “Yes, sir, a barracuda | ly. They ain’t no use feeling | eral times, beer at a passing ship, lighting a cigaret, ambling off. Mary. breathed “You made me shiver when you talked like that!” Mr. Jupiter smoked in silence. An uneasy something that had been lying in the back of her mind for days came to the fore now. “Is it true what Mr. Bates inti- mated to me,” she asked, “that you want him to—make a break for it, so that you can—shoot him dowa? You wouldn't really do that, would you?” Mr. Jupiter took his pipe out of his mouth, rubbed @ nobby fore- finger across his nose, but said nothing. Mary shuddered. “I didn’t know you meant to go—that far,” she whispered fearfully. “Got any objections?” Jupiter growled harshly, When she didn’t answer, he knocked out his pipe and began refilling it, jabbing. to- bacco down with a fierce tdrefinger. “Oh, @ man’s blood cools . . . I don’t know . . . a man don’t know what he'd do, given the chance—but Um havin’ my fun. Don't you go interferin’ with it!” “I won't, After gil,” she smiled bitterly, yours first. What's left belo me.” = . . DINNER was a siidnt meal ex- cept for Mr, Jupiter, who in- sisted on talking of tomorrow’é fish- ing expedition, in spite of the utter indifference of his listeners. Bates showed up for that meal but The Fly was conspicuously absent. He: chose to eat in his room, but from the comings and goings of. ard, and the contents of their trays, be seemed more occupied in drink: ing than in eating. The yacht had “turned the cor ner” at Key West about six o'clock, and they were now steaming steadi- ly westward along the keys, In the deepening night the flashing of Dry Tortugas light already be seen off on the horizon as they game on deck, its gleam Mary could hardly mask her sur- prise, She had just heard Louise confessing to De Loma that she did not have it—could not get it. “I'm afraid it’s still in the Am- bassador safe,” she replied with some annoyance. “Can’t you wait?” “How long?” creature and her ways. Why keep up the pretense? “Tm afraid it stay there for some time,” she short ‘Tho other nodded to herself sev- then spoke in s grating voice. “Bruce, then, is right whon he says you are what-youcall—a gold-digger, eh?” “Quite right! Theré {sno more to be said, Now go, please.” The Countess turned and walked slowly to the porthole, and stood looking out. “I did not come to ask about that, really,” she sald, and there was infinite weariness in her voice, “But about the other. You made me an astounding offer, if you remember. The ruby neck- lace—it I went away and left you Bruce, I-was furious, That was because you accompanied your offer with an insult which no one could receive without anger. “But I have changed my mind. Perhaps you are right. I should not make & good wife. Perhaps it is best that he finds an American girl—" she hesitated, “—Iike you—” Tho unreadable eyes came to rest on Mary’s amazed face. “I give you Bruce for the necklace, when you like.” The girl stared. “May I ask what caused you to change your mind? You ‘certainly dida’t feel this.way yesterday!” Louise turned away, fiercely impa- tient at the questioning. “What do you care? Isn’t it enough? I love him more than I ever loved any man. But I give him up. It is bet- ter go, Isn't it enough?” eee GQURELY she looked the emotion- wracked heroine—the lowered eyes, the heaving shoulders, the handkerchief twisted and bitten. It was all the time-worn histrionics, All there except the oe itself—and that was lack+ “I love him more than 1 ever loved any other man”—hadn't she told Bruce that it was De Loma who wag the love of her life? Certain- ly he had been her husband—so much seemed conclusive, from the identity of the surname, and from a curious loyalty which drove her to. help him out of his difculties, even though his character must be all too well known to her. “He was a brute.” She had said that of him once, and then given him every cent she had when he asked for it, No, Mary was not taken in, but try as she would she could not lace her finger on the underlying Feason for this change of. heart. Would Louise accept the necklace evén though it was reputed to be worth hundreds of thousands, un- bait she had lost hope of gaining eieperhapae "Mary rhaps,” mused aloud, “Bruce no I loves you?” Louise was the tiger-cat again in- atantly. “Not love me? What are you ag eli) ‘will not let me go, it he it! If he finds out he wilt kill you! That is how much he loves mei” fingers under Mary’s very nose— whirling away again to look out the porthole. All at once Mary knew—the clip- pings! Mr. Jupiter must have faced her with them, Much could have happened in the long afternoon hours, That demoniac old man and > Pipa ‘This was no doubt part Mary laughed outright. offer Whtn Louise Tae ita Ee He yawned. “Well, I guess he knows his business, Guess I'll turn in, Back to my picture puzzle, Got ie of it put together, and you what I think it is? Picture of Rttdolph Valentino!” He laughed. “No wohder De Loma tore it down.” Suddenly the ship shuddered, seemed to jolt along its bottom for & moment and then stopped, en- gines stilled, From the forecastle a voice boomed to the man on the bridge, “She's hard aground, sir!” From the bridge there came a fervent curse, (To Be Continued) ig no longer open,” stormed ° Ma @