The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, January 28, 1932, Page 4

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(| E weekly by mail in Canada, per YORE crccecesesceeeeeee seeeeee 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- r {Spon gin, pu \ All rights of republication of all other ¥ snatter herein are also reserved. § 1 t t ‘ed (Official City, State and County Newspaper) Foreign Representatives SMALL, SPENCER, LEVINGS & BREWER (ncorporated) CHICAGO NEW YORK BOSTON A Hero Failure * ‘When Virginia unveiled its mag- hificent new bronze-statue of Rober! E. Lee the other day on the 125th ‘* anniversary of his birth, it honored ‘ man who has long since ceased to! be exclusively a hero of the old south. ‘The famous son of Virginia, leader of the lost cause, belongs to all the nation now; and the nation, if it is ‘wise, will keep him on his pedestal for a long time. For Lee is quite unlike any of the other heroes in our national gallery. All the others were successful; Lee ‘was, by ordinary material standards, @ failure. His career was crowned with defeat instead of victory. And) it is a tremendously good thing for, us to have a hero of that kind in our Success is a thing we all strive for, and it is only natural that we should. Our history and our environ- ment have compelled us to admire the success story. But we have over- done {t. We have fallen into the habit of believing that material suc- cess, or the lack of it, supplies the only gauge by which a man’s life can properly be measured. The figure of Lee supplies a per- fect corrective for this attitude. The man gave himself to a cause that lost. He personified that cause. By sheer, dazzling brilliance he came within @ hair's breadth of making it succeed; in the end, when the remor- seless force of circumstances was too much for him, he went down to de- feat with it. All that he had fought for vanished on the march to Ap- Pomattox. His own career was wreck- ed in the collapse of the Confederacy. And yet—failure or no, he was one of the greatest of Americans, and he | eccupies a securer position each year. And his memory is a living proof of &@ profoundly importent truth; that worldly success or failure, after all, | | @ount for very little. ~ You may remember a war-time ' cartoon in “Punch”; an arrogant kai- 4 ser glowering down from war's de- solation at Albert of Belgium, taunt- Sing him “See—you've lost every- + thing!” And Albert replies, “Not my \ oul!” Better than Albert, Lee proves the! gi game point. And the man who can _make that reply has not, in the end, peally lost anything. prank Geant, ire who vas killed in an euto accident in Georgia the other day, possessed as tnusual and appealing a variety of fame as ® man can well get. He was the son of the man who wrote “Mighty Lak| @ Rose,” and it was he about whom the poem was written. (great poetry, or anything even ap- proaching greatness. But it probably ‘will be just as familiar to Americans "| ice within the historic past has been —————— rd Seat en-| town to manhood, and married—| , ‘ated at the postoffice at Bismarck ag|1s dead, too; but the emotion that .50| resentative of a business interest. | of the worker. -|at some date a billion or two years Now “Mighty Lak a Rose” is not/he: profoundly beautiful. The man who wrote “Mighty Lak a Rose” is dead, and now the boy about whom the poem was written— was born when the poet looked down at his sleeping son still lives, and thousands of people find {t as fresh and as strong as it ever was. And if, as we sometimes suspect, we are, after all, only such stuff as dreams are made of—well, we can take com- fort; for dreams, expressed in song, can live for a long, long time, How to Reduce Wages “The surest way to force wages lower would be to increase the tax on industries.” This is not a statement by a rep- It was made recently by Senator Borah of Idaho, who is not generally re- garded as a hero-worshiper of our) industrial system. And the truth in it is self-evident. Those senators and congressmen who are now cam- paigning for greatly increased cor- porate taxes, on the old theory that the rich should be taxed to support the poor, are unknowingly enemies In the operation of any business, taxes must come first. They are a definite and inescapable levy. Wages and dividends follow. There is no way @ business can either maintain high wages or pay its investors good dividends without making money. If an exorbitant part of: that money goes to government, the other inter- ested parties will be the losers and business and jobs will decrease. In brief, keeping the cost of gov- ernment at reasonable levels would be the strongest possible influence in favor of industrial revival, a high) standard of employmnt, and main- tenance of wage scales. Do Tariffs Pay? Comments made recently by the, League of Nations’ economic com- mittee on the influence of national tariff walls on the present economic crisis may help to bring the whole tariff question up for renewed study. The committee remarks that “cred- itor countries must lower their bar- riers against imports from the debtor countries or the prospects for re- covering their debts will be reduced”; and after pointing out that nation after nation has increased its tariff rates in an attempt to gain better economic conditions, it adds that “the general result ... is almost in- evitably to prolong and seriously to aggravate the crisis.” All of this constitutes a direct chal- lenge to the high-protection school, and it is not the sort of thing that can be answered by stock catch- Phrases. If it leads us to a thor- oughgoing and dispassionate survey of the merits and demerits of our tariff rates it will be a very good thing. Editorial Comment Editorials printed below show the trend of thought by other editors. They are published without regard to whether they agree or 1° with The Tribune's policies. Our Vanishing Chins (Minneapolis Tribune) A certain Dr. Abt, speaking before the. Chicago Dental socicty, dis- coursed at length on the probability that the chin was disappearing as an outstanding characteristic of the human physiognomy. A career of oral repairing in close proximity to the chin, has disclosed to him “that the jaw is diminishing in size and the teeth are becoming crowded.” To which prophecy we might well in- quire “what of it?” We have long since been recon- ciled to the fact that the human legs, having ceased, except to show rls, to be a necessity in this era of automobiles, are liable to drop off any day, or more likely be modestly sheathed like they are in the case of the whale. In view of the fact that our dietary habits no longer compel us to crunch marrow bones or gnaw cocoanuts with our teeth, it has been frequently predicted that our dental equipment would under- go an evolutionary degeneration, so that we will take in our soft, pre- digested food much after the fashion of a bilge pump. In fact there.is no end to our physiological super- fluities that are certain to atrophy nce, Just why any one should worry about the permanency of the human chin, when there are such things as the depression and prohibition at hand is not any too clear. Any calm, dispassionate consideration of the chin must disclose that it is an entirely unnecessary nubbin on the human countenance. Its chief serv- @ place on which to hang whiskers, but since the time of the Civil war, it has been proven: that: chin: whis! ers have no survival value. Billy- goats being addicted to chin whisk- not to say that pop- such matters is poor. little to do with the mat- tor. 3t may be that we ought to pre- er “Lycidas” or “Adonais,” but we @an’t help ourselves. The simple ngs, like this one of Stanton’s, little Boy Blue,” and the others, ers have demonstrated their ability to get along with a minimum of chin equipment. Outside of the human race and its related simian brethren, the chin has not been so popular. We are so ac- New York, Jan. 28.— Something like 35 years ago—the time is as uncertain as the quality of a simile —a young reporter sat in the editor- ial room of a Boston newspaper preparing to write a yarn on a local disaster. There had been an explosion, fol- lowed by a conflagration. He picked up four different papers. And somewhere in the early para- ens, can’t a conflagration spread like wildfire.” Going to the desk of one of the editors, he moaned: “Great heav- ens, can’t a conflagaration spread like something except wildfire?” “Aw, run along, you’re as annoy- ing as a guy with whooping cough at a musical show,” growled the busy editor. “That’s what I mean —similes.” “Get a book .. .!” And the young man tried to get a book, hours later. He tried in the local libraries and the outside librar- ies, but nary a book of similes there was, s+ 8 Which is how, my lads and lassies, that Frank J. Wilstach became the simile king of America. But many years elapsed before his first volume of them appeared. His latest has but recente come STICKERS a ss THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE, THURSDAY, JANUARY 28, 1982 Speers? 2 Bismarck Trib eyes; and we feel, somehow, that}/ : q : z sar |fauarters atat? that the Austrians tetra tre (yy oa aoe are By DR. MORRIS FISHBEIN Editor, Journal of the American Medical Association It is commonly understood that Mcago had toiay the same typhoid 0} rate that exied’ in 1000, it would have approximately 60,000 cases of le of America) are hero typhoi each year instead of less worshipers.—Sir E. Danison ,| than 200, With that amount of t; London School of Oriental Studies, |Phoid, there would be, of course, a they're prejudiced againet| But ite wwetae of typhaid: eo When judiced t menace 0: ‘con- you, you've got Games Ca. |tinues to exist as long as there are pone. Persons who carry about the germs eee ‘of the disease and who do not take The call for farm relief has never| Measures to prevent dissemination meant that f, were hi —}of germs into food and water where Wheeler McMillen, associate editor, Reet may multiply and bring about The Country Home. ‘ epidemics. Slee ee Ke 16 . James G. Cl my ‘Teen pal ing. Pg work}0f the Bureau of Preventable Dis- You (peopl “Daily Heglth Service Typhoid Is Often Spread by Persons Unaware of It 3 Germs Remain Long After Symptoms Have Gone tended a church sup) of these le de . Forty-foer lied. } sled Reiss were taken sick and was indeed tz only, food at the table that was eaten by all of those who were taken sick. The dressing used in the salad was eliminated from suspicion because it had been boiled. It was found that four women had pre the salad, peeling and slicing the boiled potatoes while still ‘warm. After the potatoes were peeled and diced, they were put away 2 pans covered with towels until the ae oy. aes io deaed Rese ere the germs, depos: Teen, colatie by tnd of thee fee women who had peeled them, de- veloped in such numbers as to cause hoid fever in 44 people who ate e potato salad. thar 8 [ in. bei itates.. lyin Coolidge. their heads they'll be easy to find. from the presses and, much to my chagrin, he has not accepted the sub-title of “Or As You Like.” The Wilstach similes have been coming around since as regularly as the landlord. His first appeared about 1916, And it was no simple job getting it out. For he was, even then, a press agent. He to the Shuberts. He haunted libraries during those hours when he was as idle as a cus- tomer’s man on Wall Street. He became as impressionable as a new sheet of carbon paper— See what happens when you read a book of the darn things! Well, at any rate, after something like 15 or 20 years, he finally got out his first volume. Today, he’ll admit he has little to do other than sit down and edit. For similes began to come in like margin calls from a broker's office. They now arrive by the tens of, thousands and from every country on the globe. But even Wilstach cannot live by similes alone. It’s his bright and particular hobby. He works in the office of Will Hays, the.czar of the movies, and there he has been for the past half dozen years or more, Wilstach gets out an edition, an- nually because last year’s similes are as out-of-date as a mustach cup. They need to have their phrases lifted. Looking but a few volumes back he finds references to gas lights and the cranking of Fords. At the moment something becomes |“as necessary as Ghandi’s safety FLAPPER FANNY SAYS: a8. U6. PAT. OFF. Many a man’s heart goes out to a girl on Valentine's Day. customed to seeing them, however, that we have thoughtlessly come to believe that they are of some ine tance in the scheme of things. e it American: executive, before depression, was supposed to have|. —_THIS CURIOUS WORLD had represent Sothern and Marlowe and Thad pe pin,” but next year there may be an invention to take the place of the safety pin and Ghandi’s costume may be a historic relic. (Copyright, 1982, NEA Service, Inc.) DAY T 1S ANees ITALIANS SCORE SUCCESS On Jan. 28, 1918, the Italians smashed an Austrian drive directed down the Nos and Campo Mulo Valleys and captured 1500 prisoners; including 62 officers. The Italian success was at once pressed throughout the entire region extended from south of Gallio in the Val di Nos eastward across Fren- zela Torrent, via Bertigo, Monte Sisemol, the Col del Rosso, and the Monte di Val Bella, in the Brenta. In this series of actions it was REL BEGIN HERE TODAY ANN asé CECILY FENWICK wen, thele younger’ slater, ow af FRANCES, and thelr grandparents, ka as “ROSALIE” ‘this @uan- efal responsibility, Aan, whe 4s 28, is anable to marry PHIL! EC- ROYD, young ta’ te whi ahe ra. A. it when he their wedding the same reason. an acquaintance RMOU! NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER XXXVI SNELL, but that isn’t fair, fs it?” sald Mary-Frances, “No, it’s not, Only when Daddy sald he'd rent the ponies for us you were doing lots better than I was in algebra, and I guess he thought we'd help each other and all. I guess Daddy thought we'd each work for the other, like true friends should. I guess he never even dreamed that you'd go and flunk.” “It wasn't my fault I flunked, was it? We can swim, anyway.” “No, we can’t,” said Ermintrude. “Well, why can’t we?” “Daddy and Mother were up there yesterday tending to final ar- rapgements and all, and they watched them empty the pool, and they say there is a foot, anyway, of stagnant water that won't empty out, and they won't let me swim for fear of infection, and they are going to advise against it to every- body, and Mother says she won't bé responsible for the girls that do, and the tournament is out of the question.” “Well,” accused Mary-Frances, “1 must say! That's nice, isn't it? If ‘We can’t ride and can’t swim, what| can we do?” “I'll tell you one thing I won't do,” said Ermintrude. “I won't sit around and read poetry all the time. I won't do it, Mary-Frances. And I won't, let on to the sirls, like you said, about Earl, either. Suppose I one of the girls—Barbara for instance, it would be just actly like her—should go and her mother, and ‘come back on me?” ; “Ermintrude,” said Mary-Frances, mone; the; to top it off. Already women are besieging hair- | Fiersernal But it won’t helene bef women will be Se eae Assia things, can take pict (Copyright, Kidder County Grain And, although tey spend a lot of on their faces, hereafter havt to spend a little more zk kK ore calling them hair- A golf club has been invented that plays sweet music if you hit the ball right. Siving the effect, perhaps, . : getting a edie. ‘ Now all we need is a fishpole that tures. 1932, NEA Service, Inc.) Suffered from Smut Tuttle, N. Jan. 28.. -Approx- imately one-third of the wheat pro- duced im Kidder .county during 1930 mixed and smutty, a survey of 639,900 bushels of the crop by Carl T. Carlson, county agricultural agent, isclosed. ‘The survey indicated elimination of smut and mixture would increase the price per bushel received for wheat in the said out of each 100, graded mixed and 29.1 per cent graded smutty. An improve- ment was shown over 1929 in the re- duction of mixtures, he added. according to Carlson who 295 per cent, almost 30 bushels RETAIL MEN TO MEET Minneapelis, January 28.—()—Del- egates from North and South Dakota, reported by the Italian general head-|Minnesota and northern Wisconsin KINDS KAY CLEAVER wisely patient, “is that very senst- ble? It would come back on me, wouldn't it? It wouldn’t come back on you, would it?” “Well, -1 won't do it, anyway,” declared Ermintrude, “I just have one of those strong psychic hunches of mine that I'd better not. You know how I am when I have one of those—” Mary-Frances said, “Ail right, darling,” hurriedly, The fre house was just around the corner. “I al- ways trust your psychic hunches, and you know I do. I expect, maybe, we can coax your mother into letting us swim.” “Nobody,” said Ermintrude, from the depths of sad experience, “can coax either my mother or my daddy into anything.” <They'lt mellow, I expect,” prophesied MAcyerancts. cues and Rosalie say age mellows everybody like everything. They,” boasted Mary-Frances, “can be eoaxed into anything. Ann and Cissy aren't so good. They're like your mother and daddy—they’ve got to mellow. I'll wait right here for you, darling.” Ermintrude took the lettér, writ- ten on Rosglie’s orchid notepaper, looked at it for an instant, put_it to her nose. But, “I think you've got too much perfume on it,” was her only voiced objection. She went. Mary-Frances waited. eee 66E{RMINTRUDE! I thought you , were never coming back. Did you find him?” “Course I found him. He was right in his room, and he opened the door when I knocked.” “What'd he say when he saw yous” A “Ho just said, ‘Hello,’ kind of “What'd you say?” Trt tee “Did you give him the letter?” “Yes, ‘That's what I did when I say then?” “Nothing. He just looked funny and put it in his pocket.” “Did you tell him that you brought it ‘cause there wasn't time to mail itt “No,-I forgot. He'll know, any- way, won't he, when he reads the letter?” “What'd you say he said after and put it in his pocket.” “Dear d _ “I certainly almost hutnorous Sader weight, and my Sweetle, Y’rs rieceved, Bo | {hg so—well, slénder. eases in the United States army Fin Goolldge. Oa medical corps, pointed out that the me last typhoid outbreak of im) in this i Rae due to just such an incident. 1922, 400 people at- Experts say women are becoming! wint discuss néw credit problems that bald. Henceforth when women lose|have come up during the past year One of these two women had had typhoid fever 22 years before and in the intervening iod there had- h| been six cases of Piola ie ber ime ‘when they meet here February 15 and 16 for the seventh annual conferent Baldness will’ certainly convert|of the North Central division of the most women from, wags to wigs. Retail Credit National Reconstruct! system is the fronting meeting. picture shows prisoners from th Web! a levee around the school jespite the floods. how about tomorrow Tues. after. noon at 4 at the chop suey joint upstares over Palmer's and Co, 1 will be waiting there for my Sweeties, Y'rs, E. P. 8. If you can not make it give me a buzs or drop me a line by male saying when and where date would be conve nient, XX XXX" The crosses,.as anyone knows, stood for kisses pledged. But Hung Chin See's Chop Suey Parlor (Chi- nese and Aimerican Cooking. 35¢ Merchants’ Lunch. Dinner 60c), at four o'clock on Tuesday afternoon, was no place for candid, straight- forward things like kisses. It was, rather, a place for wit and fancy, finesse and artifice ahd intrigue. Great colorful fly-specked lanterns were hooked up on the ceiling, and wind bells, though broken, would have tinkled had there been a stir- ring of air in the deep stillness of the dim soiled room that smelled of old, old chop sueys and dear dead chow meins, with such sauce, too. The tablecloths were- spotted, and the dishes were chipped, and all the slorious Orient would have glowed, more than likely, if the lights had been turned on; and a sloe-eyed boy in coat and apron, which had once been white, stole around through all this glamorous glamour and slopped tea and scantily fulfilled their meager wants, eee Ark would have only green tea, and that not strong. Earl was off his feed: stumeek trouble, he said, which got worse on him if he didn’t watch it. Which, anyway, tea, ordered nothing but a milk and a slice of custard pie, she finished them up quickly, after that she ate Ing except small soup crackers from smudged bow! on the table, But these she ate with such an alr, pick. |°°U2 me, Frankie, be sald, “but you got kind of a mustache of milk on your mouth.” Mary-Frances blushed and applied & paper napkin, _ “You're pretty,” ho sald. “Cripes! Jou stra of qaisy ta araging dd sett milk and eating such heavy between meals?” ee “4 am not. I’m ai sister “Ang about my be- My constant it association. ion of the nation’s credit principal problem con- the association. More than bed credit men are expected to attend CONVICTS BATTLE FLOODS Convicts were called out to battle flood ib, Miss., when water threaten: ACNE RAHAT ce own excretions, and the use of these contaminated hands in preparing food which was fed to people who did not have resistance against typhoid. ‘Assoclated Press Photo rein Mississippi. This prison farm, who were rushed to the $85,000 schoo! th: to allow students to attend cl: © 1931, by ubleday, Doran and Co, fight—just fight, fight all the time to keep from being right down skinny.” “Sure, I know. Just the same, you can’t always tell. You got a Swell little shape, and {f I was you T wouldn't take chances with it.” Mary-Frances swallowed a cracker and pouted. “I’d look a lot better it I weighed five or 10 pounds more. Everybody says 80.” 66 ‘OU look good enough for me right now,” Earl redeemed himself, “There ain’t a girl on big time today as good-looking as you are—and that’s saying a mouthful. Perfect ideal awn-jew-nay type, like I’ve been telling you all along. Now, listen, hon: the trouble with you is that in a way you're your own worst enemy~—see? You don’t look into the future—see? What's it going to gét you, sticking around in this one-horse burg? You don’t have any fun—you don’t have anything, sticking around here—” “I know I don't,” said Mary- Frances. The algebra examination marks had been given out that morning, Ermintrude, with a B—, had been neither agreeable nor comforting concerning Mary-Fran- ces’ F. Ann and Cecily would fuss about it. It would be just like them to insist on summer tutoring and an examination in ‘the fall, The girls’ camp, by this time, was prom- ising little of real worth. “Just a drab, dreary, misunderstood life,” finished Mary-Frances, “You said it, hon, Now I’mtell- ing you. Look at it from a broader Point of view—see? The world’s waiting for us, Frankie, Waiting with open arms—see? Give the world something it wants, and there ain't anything the world won't ie Bos 8 ae. i EE: @ couple can larity, dio ft pat questioned Mary. “I'l tell the world.” ‘i ' 1 ‘ ‘