The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, February 20, 1932, Page 4

The Bismarck Tribune An Independent Newspaper THE STATES OLDEST APER (Batablished 1873) Published by The Bismarck Tribune Company, Bismarck, N. D., and en- tered 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 .......97.20 Daily by mail per year (in Bis- Daily by mail per year (in state outside Bismarck) ............ Daily by mail outside of North Dakota . Weekly by mail in state, per year $1.00 Weekly by mail in state, three years 2.50 Weekly by mail outside of North Dakota, per year Weekly by mail in Canada, per WERE cs sscskueed. is sonnel Member of Audit Bureau of Circulation 5.00 1.50 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 newspaper and also the local news of spontaneous origin published here- in. 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 Moby Dick Again A collector of rare books paid $1,675 the other day in New York for a copy of an old book entitled “The Narra-/ tive of the Shipwreck of the Whale- ship Essex, of Nantucket”; and the interesting thing about it is the fact that this book once was owned by Herman Melville and seems to have contained the original thread upon which Melville's great novel, “Moby Dick,” was hung. This book told how the ship Essex, about a century ago, was rammed and sunk by a huge sperm whale off the coast of Chile, and how the crew made its way to shore, 1,000 miles away, in small boats. If you've read your “Moby Dick”— and if you haven't you've missed something — you'll remember that something like that was the climax of the novel, when Moby Dick, the white whale, rammed Captain Ahab’s ship and sent it to the bottom with all hands. This business of digging back to see where an author “got his idea” is always interesting. But the strik- ing thing about it is the way it proves that the actual skeleton of the plot! is the least important thing about a book. Old Skipper Owen Chase, who wrote this story of the shipwreck, ! built up a book on the yarn of a whale that sank a ship, and so did] Melville—but what a difference! The! one book was forgotten generations, ago, by everyone except Melville; the other is one of the masterpieces of | American literature. With one writer the yarn was just a yarn, exciting but unimportant; with the other it be-| came the basis for a deep, moving tale in which humanity's spiritual adventurings are summed up. One is reminded of the way Con. tad wrote “Nostromo” after reading in a Central American newspaper aj brief account of how a native de-| camped with a lighter full of bar sil- ver. There again an insignificant little anecdote was expanded into a book of universal significance. And that is what the creative ar- tist is for; to see, in incidents that the rest of us would not think about twice, the chance to reveal the uni- verse to us. The basis of his plot may be interesting, but it is unim- Portant. It is what he does with it that counts. _ Small Bonds Needed One of the most interesting sug- gestions made in connection with the | antishording campaign is the pro- posal that the Reconstruction Fi- nance corporation offer a good block of its $1,500,000,000 debentures in de- nominations small enough to attract the general public. It is foolish to assail the practice of hoarding cash without realizing that it reflects a very widespread and deeply-rooted public distrust of many of the available mediums of invest- ment. The best way to pull hoarded | money back into circulation is to offer | an investment about whose perfect safety there can be no possible argu- ment. Small-size bonds issued by the cor- poration would provide such an in- vestMent; and it is easy to believe that, if they were made available, a perfect flood of hoarded money*would come out to take advantage of the situation. j the hundred and one reasons why the lines were in operation last year, more miles were flown and more passen- gers carried than ever before. Aviation, evidently, has become a firmly-established business, Death in Hollywood Very likely you didn’t even notice the brief newspaper stories saying that Theodore Wharton died in Hol- lywood the other day; and if you did you probably had not the foggiest notion who he may have been. But if you were a movie fan 15 years ago he provided @ great deal of your en- tertainment, For it was Wharton who devised 00 | and filmed the first of the serials, It was he who brought the famous “se- rial queen,” Pearl White, to the screen. He also introduced such old- time stars as Crane Wilbur, Milton Sills, Irene Castle and Marguerite Snow to filmland. But not only was his movie fame quickly forgotten; his fortune went with it, and after his death he was buried by the Motion Picture Relief Fund. Which proves, perhaps, that the rewards Hollywood offers its peo- ple are not always very lasting. Whisky a Trademark? One of those interesting but unim- portant lawsuits that pop up every so often seems to have come to light in Berlin, where six British distiller- ies have filed suit to prohibit a Ger- man distillery from calling its prod- uct whisky. Whisky, the plaintiffs say, is strictly @ British name—so much 60 that dis- tilled liquor which is made anywhere else is not really whisky at all, As a footnote testifying to the per- sistence of England’s famous insular provincialism, this is an entertaining little item. And it is probable that few Americans will be disposed to arguc with the English contention. After all, a lot of distilled liquor is made in the United States—but is it called whisky these days? It is not. The ordinary citizen refers to it by one of two names: moon, or corn. aa Editorial Comment Editorials printed below show the trend of thought by other editors. ‘e published without regard her they agree or disagree = june’s policies, Why Waste Taxpayers’ Money? (Mandan Pioneer) Business men, professional men and citizens generally in Bismarck are devoting their time to pointing out voters of North Dakota should regis- ter a mighty avalanche of ballots against the proposal to move the cap- ital to Jamestown. On the face of things one mizht say that Bismarck- ers are unduly alarmed over the threat, but they are taking no chances. . It is impossible that the vote in March for capital removal will be as large as it was several years ago when New Rockford had aspirations to be- come the seat of government, though a lot of propaganda as to the money saving to the state to locate the capi- tal nearer the center of population has been spread. Voters sometimes do stsange things and for reasons known only to themselves. Outside of Jamestown it is not clear that the removal question has gained any momentum. As the time for election draws near, the supporters of capital removal in that city are making a lot of noise, whistling to keep up courage, as it were. Possibly there may be some voters in the central and eastern part of the state who may be impressed with this talk of economy in transporta- tion. But what about the cost of shifting the seat of government, the millions that will be a waste, not only to the state but to the individual Property owners in Bismarck? What about that most important matter, the water supply, and again the fuel supply? The most valuable asset North Dakota possesses is the Mis- souri river, with its unfailing supply of. water. Counties in the central and north-central part of the state fare moving heaven and earth to di- vert some of this water to their dry river and creek beds. Jamestown is not the least interested in this di- version project. They overlooked in- cluding moving the Missouri in their constitutional amendment. People in the eastern half of the state who might have personal rea- A Sanat aS TRS THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE, SATURDAY, FEBRUARY 20, 1982 His Hands Are Full Enough as It Is NEWS NOTE: ‘PRESIDENT DI SCONTINUES, HAND -SHAKING CUSTOM!” New York, Feb. 20.—This started with a conversation concerning the passing of the old Breevoort Hotel, in lower Fifth avenue, into the hands of a hotel chain. But it led to a tale about Charles Edison, son of the late Thomas A., which I had never heard before. The story was told by my favorite raconteur, Konrad Bercovici, who happened to be in the process of giv- ing a workout to a gypsy band which; he will soon conduct over the radio in @ program of folk music. “I see you folks had a piece about Charley Edison,” he observed. “May- be you didn’t see it, but I used a story about him in my book, ‘New York Merry-Go-Round.’ And it has to do with the old Breevoort. Maybe you would like to hear fragments of it?” 8 # Having nodded our assent, he went on: “Well, back in the days when Greenwich Village was what it. was and the Breevoort was a great hang- out for artists, poets and writers, I was sitting over my coffee one eve- ning. On the table lay the copy of @ little periodical issued at the time from some village basement. “With a companion, I sat reading this paper and my eye encountered some verses signed with the name, ‘Tom Peeper.’ We were discussing the verses when a young man came to the table, sat down and asked our opinion of them. “I admitted thinking they were better than most, whereupon he made it plain that he was the anonymous Tom Peeper. It was not long after- ward that a telephone call revealed to me his name. “The young poet of Greenwich Vil- lage was Charley Edison! “At the time he was apparently living in that section and had a defi- Nite desire to be recognized for his work. And he appeared appreciative of the fact that we liked it. “This, of course, started an ac- quaintanceship which was most in- teresting. ee # “We began to go about together, and I took him over to some of the STICKERS CHESTY rearranging the letters in the above ‘can you spell out another common places in the East Side where I had lived. For years I had occupied a Most modest two-by-four after first coming to America, but I had made @ great many friends and I .had ac- quainted myself with the gypsy mu- sic as played in this country. By the way, the music I shall some day pre- sent will be the real folk music, for I know what it is.” “Well, he went on being a more- or-less anonymous young poet for some time. And, all of a sudden, he was downtown in New York in a big office building, an executive in the concern, There I visited him and he seemed to enjoy laughing over his literary efforts. He had every rea- son to be proud of them and doubt- less was. “Years passed and I visited him at the East Orange offices. He intro- duced me to his father and Thomas Edison referred to his son’s writing days in a most kindly fashion. “I asked Charles what had become}; of his poetry, and I gathered he had left all that behind him. He had, it seems, put his early efforts in a tin box and dedicated them to his youth.” ; | Which is just abopt all there is to the anecdote, except that the old Breevoort is now part of a hotel chain and Charles Edison has step- ped into his father’s boots—if any- one: can! | (Copyright, 1932, NEA Service, Inc.) | > » Barbs H J Looks like Japan is calling the/ League of Nations’ hand. In fact, it! 3 | FLAPPER FANNY SAYS: English word? sons for wishing the state capital Mearer their homes should ponder well the cost in these days when every effort is being turned to keep down the tax bill. One very important section of the state, the West Slope, may be counted on to register strong against capital removal, and it might be well for the Bismarck committee to devote atten- tion to this section in order to get out the full vote, for at least 90 per cent of the Slope vote can be counted jon to retain the seat of government at Bismarck, a majority that will more than wipe out the entire oppo- | sition vote in the rest of the state. The capitol commission, now that it has agreed on a splendid plan for the new capitol, should not be ham- pered by any further bickering as to where the state house is to be located. ‘The majority against re- moval should be 60 overwhelming as to discourage any further attempts by ambitious cities to shift not only oa capitol but other state institu- ions, Prospering Indusiry It is regrettable that 2 movement ned business man. Sort of hitting him below the pelt. instance, where is our wandering prosperity tonight? ** ‘Two co-eds were hypnotized, and now * Allegheny College has prohib- st TODAY AN fess On Feb. 20, INNSBRUCK RAIDED 1918, Allied aviators raided and bombed the Austrian town of Innsbruck, scoring many direct hits and killing many Austrian sol- diers. German troops continued their ad- vance into Russian territory despite the announcement by Moscow that Russia was ready to submit. ~ defense on a front of nearly a mile. More than 150 prisoners and several Machine guns were captured. German forces on the western front, augmented by constantly ar- riving divisions from the Russian zone, were very plainly preparing a tremendous blow at the Allied lines. looks like Japan is holding the League's hand. xe * Mount Washington was recently re- ported the windiest spot in the United States. But that. was before Huey Long went to the senate. * * * One consolation of the depression is that it's showing up the thin-skin- evening dresses mone. ‘EVEN BARCLAY, a man of and Ellen’ ove! al era to give Ellen oudly refases. Hi len the girl, She ® nothing of the meeting with Larry, in 4 but her mother Mghted. NOW GO ON WITH THE sTORY CHAPTER VIII TT! initial excitement over Steven Barclay’s flowers and Steven Barclay’s intentions sim- mered down a little as breakfast progressed. For one thing, Mike with his clamorous demands for “More toast, Hllen” and “Just a little teeny bit of your coffee, Mom,” made any sustained discussion im- possible. But after he had gulped his food and scampered away, Molly was at the fascinating topic again. She went straight to the main issue. “Mr. Barclay is a bachelor, isn’t he, Ellen?” “I don’t know and don’t care,” Ellen answered on a note of rising resentment. “Oh, dear! I’m sorry,” she apologised, tears welled up in Molly's eyes. “I didn’t mean to Haste does not make waist. — . THIS CURIOUS WORLD — be rude, I just hated being made a Roman holiday. I think he’s a widower.” 7 “Gress,” supplied Myra. “He's been married twice. E don’t know what happened to his first wife but he divorced the second one—got a Mexican divorce. The papers were full of it at the time.” Myra con- cluded self-consciousiy, “The sec- ond Mrs. Barclay was Leda Grayson —that notorious dancer. There was a terrific scandal.” ‘ “Oh,” 881 Molly uncertainly. She dng dashed. “Then that’s differ. ent.” “It wasn’t his fault,” Ellen put in sullenly, reluctantly compelled to come to Steven Barclay’s defense, “I remember the whole story now. It was all t’o woman's fault.” “I should say it was her fault,” Myra commented warmly, She am- - Plified her statement. “Leda Gray- son cheated from the first but Mr. . Barclay was chivalrous enough to get a divorce in Mexico—incompati- > bility or something, Everything was settled in secret but they say she got $1,000,000 for taking back her msiden name, Nobody criti cised him at all.” “That's good, Then everything ‘3 | ail right,” sighed Molly, relfeved |* and not ashamed to show it. “I felt sure he wouldn't have shown Ellen attention if things hada’t been all right.” ~ _ “What are you trying to do?” asked Ellen in a tone which she hoped hid her annoyatice. “Make me Steven Barclay’s thitd wife on the strength of = few } a “You can talk Itke young lady, but you can’t fool, your mother,” Molly declared in her siry assumption of sophisticated ity. “Flowers might mean nothing from 8 yor boy. it an older ~ Man doesn’t do things ike that and’ I say to you that the platform of my party for everyone to climb onto—with meat in it—George Edward Stewart, favorite son of Butte Falls, Ore. and candidate for presidency. is a sandwich big enough Girls in the*old world, even with the strictest customs, got the men THE RESTLESS. CHILD Drugs Sometimes Helpful, But Must Never Be Used Unless Given by a Physician Who Has Studied Case DR. MORRIS FISHBEIN xalen Journal of the Americar Children who are unusually cause they are over-active, restless, cry most of the time, bowel. actions of the Ve ions velops one item, and iar to the with these symptoms. en and crying Reatlessn: occurred 2 per cent during the day, and in 51 per cent during the night. handling these infants it was fatto Loy bing of parations of al which & uses relaxation of the mus- cles through control by the nerves, about a quieting process. is a powerful and dangerous can be used only on @ phy- found to be possible to bring Atropin and sician’s prescription. ‘some instances, however, it was ior poate to produce relaxation even with this drug. In these cases she nerv- it was found that much of the Sune |home to the hospital will give the ousness in the infant was due to fact that it regularly swallowed alr when at the breast. Because of the restlessness of the they wanted, too.—Mrs. Mary Moses, 106-year-old Pittsburgh woman. xe * ere is more freedom in England iia in the United States for the reason that our various dictatorships are not so excited and determined as yours—John Langdon-Davies, Brit- ish author and sociologist. x eR So long as business goes on we are bound to have crises now and then.— Albert H. Wiggin, chairman of board, Chase National Bank, New York. x eR ‘The intelligent people of America resent the theory that we elect “I'm sorry I said such things,” Ellen began in a shamed voice. you know it. You're only trying to throw dust in our eyes.” eee LLEN was furious. She was consctous all the time that she was being ill-natured and ungra cious, conscious that she was blam- ing Steven Barclay because his flow- ers were not from ahother man, blaming him, as well, for her moth- er’s foolishness. But she could bare- ly restrain herself from rushing from the table when Molly began to pign, for future engagements with Barclay. “You'll need two or three light little dresses for evening,” she was saying. “Luckily it's summer ahd you can wear anything. I do wish your Aunt Myra would send an- other box. It's about time for one.” “What are you thinking of, mother?” Bilen protested in a vain attempt to check the tide, “You're making tremendous plans on noth: ing at all, I won't have it!” “Well,” responded Molly, hurt, “if you don’t want us to share your Pleasures with you—why I guess—” Ellen was suddenly remorseful. Mother was mother, delightful, feather-headed, irresponsible. There ‘Was no need to destroy her gayety. As sho comforted her, Ellen's amused tolerant look went to meet Myra’s self-conscious eyes. And she saw with an unpléasant shock that her. Myra believed she had been deliberately coquettish, Molly readily forgave the grave injury that Bllen had done her. ‘The easy teats dried and she was printed chiffon with the cunningest little jacket thet you take off when you dance.” Moly, “added ‘nervously defaa- ively, “Tt was a great bargain and steady, sensible Myra, for once, had: idea” since we didn’t have enough money to pay the rent anyway, why, I thought—”" “Oh, mother,” wailed Myra, “can't you see there's no point at all in Ellen’s working herself to death at Dreamland if all the extra money is to go for her clothes?” “But now she can return the other Gress to Mr. Barclay and start out right with him,” argued Molly, “It'll come in-handy anyhow. You'll see. Things are starting to happen to Ellen. No one knows how long she'll have to work anyway.” Ellen saw her way clear at last. “I love working at Dreamland,” sho said, “It'é not work. It’s fun there. I want to keep on. I met someone—well anyway I wouldn't sive up going there for anything,” she finished confusedly. , fee A’ Myra and Molly, their argu- ment forgotten, turned their startled eyes on her she was con- scious that she was blushing. Test- for vornit ly and have frequent loose rarious suggestl have been made as to why such a condition de- in an infant, one important being that the ee Ld at some imbalance in jervous a 7 other that some in- nervous system Was irth. ‘Dr. Lippman studied 68 infants in child it does not nurse automatically allows large amounts of air. Atter nursing, it has distress and vomiting because of the air in stomach. Many of the emotional difficulties from which children suffer as they grow older seem to be due to the pe- riod of restlessness in early infancy. The baby that is fussy requires con- stant attention. aaa pee ‘Up, car Tied about, pal nk back, rocked, fed and often than if it were a normal infant. parents become over-solicitous Be] soon develop an abnormal attach- ment to the child. The child learns of the power that it possesses through exhibition of its nervous perform- ances and learns to produce these frequently. se * 4 In other instances parents resent a restless, fussy infant, the mother becomes antagonistic to it, and the infant soon appreciates this attitude of the parent. ‘Under the Cb reent it is cece well for parents to pe! an unusu- ally fussy infant to go without at- tention. Prompt medical advice will result in the use of measures that will produce & suitable relaxation. Removal of the child from the mother an Heaney’ for Legh ted @ chance to devel proper i tional relationship to the child. president merely to make him « tar- get for poisoned arrows.—James Francis Burke, general counsel for Re- publican National Committee. M. R. Young, who farms near Ber- of amber durum wheat last fall for 35 cents a bushel more than mixed durum was bringing at that time. Mixed durum was quoted at 44 cents; amber durum 50 cents. Mr. Young received a premium of 29 cents a bushel. He began using pure seed a'two years ago. with endless waiting. Surely Ellen could not in the brief space of one night have met another Bert, Sure- ly life could not be go cruel just when it had seemed things were to ‘be easier, just when, she admitted honestly, it had seemed that Ellen had at last met the man who was to rescue them ail, : “Did you mean anything special, Ellen?” Myra spoke at last with effort and hoped that Hilen’s jeer- ing laugh would prove her wrong. But Ellen did not laugh. “No, I didn’t mean anything spe- cial,” she replied uncomfortably, after an appreciable pause. “That's why you weren't pleased over the flowers, isn’t it?” Myra persisted. “It was because you met someone you liked better last night at Dreamland? You spoke of meet- ing someone there. It was a man, wasn’t it, a man that you liked?” Her breath rose and fell on a long sigh. “Yes, I did,” Ellen replied defiant- ly, her bright, hostile eyes moving from her sister to her mother and back again. “Furthermore, I hope you and mother will be kind enough to let me handle my own affairs. I don’t meddle in yours.” “I'm sorry, dear.” “Don’t ‘dear’ me!” burst out Ellen furiously. “You and mother—both of you—make fick, We're poor. All right, I can recoup the family fortunes by trying to trap a rich man into marriage, That fine and honorable solution. That’s just great! It makes no difference what — GEE burst unexpectedly into tears and rushing from the table ran into the bedroom and flung herself upon the bed. When Myra followed and sat down on the bed she re- fused to speak except to insist hys terically that she be left alone. “Listen to me,” Myra pleaded tearfully, resisting Ellen's efforts to force her away. “Listen a You'll cry yourself sick, I'll be crying if you don’t stop. I—I'm crying now.” “You've spoiled everything,” El- ies sobbed, her voice muffied by pil- lows, “We couldn’t. Not if you feel as I think you do. Mother and I were Wrong and selfish, But we didn’t understand, didn’t know how it was, How could we? It’s breaking my Benes, ,that you think I'm such @ They had shared every emotion, every thought, almost every action ~ from babyhood. Soon they were in each other’s arms, crying together and then laughing. Ellen wiped her streaming eyes and swung her feet over to the floor, “I must look a fright,” she seid There was a loag Silence in the| shakily, cluttered dining toom where the sunshine, already growing hotter, trickled through curtains of cheap theatrical gause and shone on the fine old mahogany table where two Pretty girls sat with their pretty, dark mother, _Ellen, the soft flush receding from her cheeks, was thinking of Larry Harrowgate—his gray eyes and his quick, infectious laugh, the way had said be was glad he had found her, She was thinking that she base seo him #00n, soon. Molly,. rebellious and alarmed, was thinking too, Something pad afisen to menace the bright fancies she had Der thet tears would be useless. So she held her silence, Myra’s thoughts were darting from Bert to Bilen. She was 1 the way she had loved She went to the mirror to ex- amine her reddened eyes, She be- gan vigorously to dab on powder, conscious that Myra, crost-legged on“ the bed and still somewhat tearful, nit watching, “I'm sorty I said such things,” Dilen began in a shamed voice, “You were pertectly right. You should have been angry. I didn’t Tealize, and I know mother dido’t, how selfish wo were being.” “No, it was my fault,” insisted Ellen, eager now for her share of the blame, “I don’t know what got es me. Thank goodness it’s over lightly of the young Dreamland. man Bilea had met at ‘What was he like? What was. Bis name? F ; lin in LaMoure county, 601d a carload’ ss fal