The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, February 22, 1932, Page 4

EN er a ras Sines REORYX ROT DRS en IA LBRBY RET FOR OY TH An Independent Newspaper THE STATE'S OLDEST NEWSPAPER (Established 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 tay by carrier, per year .......$7.20 ly by mail per year (in Bis- Daily by mail per year (in state outside Bismarck) Daily by mail outside of Nort Dakota ......060.- ‘Weekly by mail in state, per year $1.00 Weekly by mail in state, three Dakota, per year ... ‘Weekly by mail in Canada, per 21. Eee Fat xeNe 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 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 lewspaper) Foreign Representatives SMALL, SPENCER, LEVINGS { & BREWER \ (Incorporated) CHICAGO NEW YORK BOSTON We Bow in Reverence | America bows in reverence today 'pefore the shrine of its greatest citi- zen. In doing so it harks back to the history of this nation and the debt which it owes to those men whose names are writ large in that history, whose deeds form the foundation for our national greatness. ‘Towering over all the others is the figure of George Washington, whose birthday anniversary we celebrate to-| day. Do we admire courage and stead- fastness in the face of defeat and disaster? No other American ever had more of these qualities than did George Washington. Do we admire the statesman who put service to his fellowmen and the welfare of the people above his own interests? _No other human man in all history has a finer record in this regard. Do we look with affection upon the foving husband and head of the fam- ily, kindly of heart and of sympa- thetic nature, even erring, occasion- ally, on the side of loving leniency? | No other American possessed more of this tender quality than did George ‘Washington. i Every important angle from which | we may view him discloses to us in -Imileage figures and it may not be maximum of credit, we probably will find room for improvement. All of us will lose a good deal of the value of this bi-centennial if we do not make of it a personal thing. If we are prone to be faint-hearted, @ good biography of George Wash- ington will strengthen us. If we are tempted to be mean, self- ish or vain or if we are subject to a score of other faults, we can find new light, new guidance, new inspira- tion in the life and deeds of this great American. Shipping Coal— And | Legislators One wonders, reading some of the wild statements emanating from the they use coal to keep warm in the Stutsman county seat. If they do, they might give the peo- ple of this state an economy “spiel” jon the relative advantages of Bis- marck and Jamestown from the Standpoint of buying coal for state institutions. Here are the factors governing the {question. It would be interesting to see how Jamestown’s boosters could turn them into an argument in be- half of their city. They have done considerable prestidigitation with amiss to gfve them a try at figuring coal costs. The state capitol building would use about 3,000 tons of coal an- nually. The old one did and the new one will take about the same quan- tity. The freight cost from the mine at Wilton to Jamestown is $1.30 a ton. From Wilton to Bismarck it is j7 cents a ton, a difference of 55 jcents From Beulah to Jamestown the cost is $1.70 per ton and from Beulah to Bismarck it is $1.10 a ton, a differ- ence of 60 cents. If purchased from Wilton, it would cost $1,650 a year less to bring 3,000! tons of coal to Bismarck than to Jamestown. If purchased from Beulah, it would cost $1,800 a year less. Taking Jamestown's figures _on| savings to be made in the cost of mileage for legislators to and from| the state capital, it would cost $830 a year less to Jamestown than to Bis- marck, By subtracting $830 from $1,650 we| have $820 which is the net saving on| coal and legislators combined if the capital is left at Bismarck. It is absurd, of course, to advance this petty argument when the major cost involved is the abandon- ment of $1,400,000 worth of state pro- perty in Bismarck, but Bismarck con- tends that it can meet every James- town argument with one as good or better and if Jamestown is to offer an alleged saving of $830 a year on| mileage for legislators, Bismarck is! justified "in offering the argument of of $1,650 a year saving on coal ship-| George Washington not only the epi-| tome of all that is good and great in| this nation but all that any of us| may dream of being. | A perfect man? Not at all. George | ‘Washington was too human to be, perfect. No man is perfect who per- mits himself to be imposed upon by; ® profligate and careless brother, as! George Washington did. No man is; perfect who loses his temper, as ‘Washington was known to do upon occasion. | But the imperfections of the man| ‘were so small when compared with} his virtues that they only serve to make us love and revere his memory the more. In him we find true great- | ness. If we do not find it in him it has never existed in America. We hear much, these days, of Washington and Valley Forge, the evident intent being to compare the situation which we now face with that which weighed so heavily upon the soul of the “Father of His Coun- try.” It is true that we can learn today no better lesson than that which the story of Valley Forge teaches us, but the comparison is that of Mt. Everest | with s molehill, | From the day he assumed com- mand of the colonial armies to that ments. The fact of the matter, of course,} is that neither argument carries much weight from a financial stand- point as compared with that one item; of $1,400,000 in state property. There Just isn’t any comparison. But overwhelming as it is, the fi- nancial argument is not and should not be permitted to become the para- mount issue. The questions of jus- tice, righteousness, sincerity and fair- ness outweigh the material consider- ations in the minds of many veople.| The financial balance in favor of Bismarck is heavy. On one side of} the scales is the potential loss in state property at Bismarck and the Jamestown capital removal group, it! New York, Feb, 22—Branch Ca- bell, who once was James Branch Cabell (rhymes with babble), doubt- less wishes that he was back in Poictseme among the fabulous char- acters of his many books, Anywhére, except New York! It may even be possible that he regrets having become a realist. Cabell has had realism thrust close to his ex- tremely cartoonable nose. I spent an afternoon recently watching the gentleman from Rich- mond, Va., playing the role of literary lion at the Chatham Hotel. * kK At a corner table sat George Jean Nathan, who when animated can al- most rival Eddie Cantor's wide-eyed look. . . . Next was Claire Brokaw, the lovely Social Register gal from “Vanity Fair” and author of “Stuffed Shirts.” . . . Then the red-bearded, poised Ernest Boyd. .. coe, back from a long ifiness on the Pacific coast. Sauntering through the room, the towering, humorous Henrik Van Loon, biographer and historian, who loves to tell newspapermen about those off-tone slips that occur in headlines, ... And what a collection of amaz- ing ones he has. Frieda Innescourt, charming ac-| tress, joins in with tales of funny stage experiences... . Plump and Cupid-smiled W. E. Woodward, who | isn’t one-tenth as serious as several of his books. . . . Joseph Wood Krutch, perhaps one of the most brilliant young writing men of the day, with| his Tennessee accent and his hair | slicked in the middle, giving him an| almost boyish appearance. ... And! nervous because he has to talk for| two minutes over the radio. Six-foot William Rose Benet, whom you'd never take to be a fine poet; savings in coal and water costs. On the other side of the scale is the sav-| ing of $830 a year which Jamestown's figures show would be saved in legis- | lative mileage costs. | But heavy as the financial balance in Bismarck’s favor is, it is an even! break when compared to the showing made by the scales of moral balance. | On one side are the sweat, toil and years of saving on the part of| Bismarck’s homeowners and business- men; the happiness of hundreds of| families and thousands of individuals, men, women and children, whose future is bound up with that of their city. | On the other side is the greed. selfishness and ambition of a few per- sons living in a city which already has one of the largest state institu- tions fh North Dakota. True, an at- tempt has been made to cloak greed and selfishness in the disguise of con- cern for the taxpayer, but the people of the state are not deceived. The} disguise is too thin. \ Bismarck is fortunate in having, the best of both sides of the argu- ment but it would show little knowl- edge of the essential quality of North day when death claimed him for her own, Washington never knew a mo- ment when the country which he brought into being knew as much of peace and prosperity as we know to- | day. Are we afflicted with commercial and financial ills? How would Wash- ington compare them with Valley | Forge, where men froze, went hungry and left bloody footprints in the snow? No. There are lessons which may be learned from George Washington _ but it is unfair to his memory for us to make petty comparisons, The Rock of Gibraltar is hardly to be compared with a prairie boulder. Even in death, Washington serves} with frequent emphasis, the moral facts involved. The Deadly Machine Gun The tremendous advantage that the invention of the rapid-fire gun gave to the defensive side in warfare was never much better illustrated than in the recent fighting around Shanghal. One man with a machine gun can Dakota citizens if it did not point out, I blood wi flows in | of a defensive force to a tenth of their may do our best to original strength is utterly .useless if shame it—| it leaves 2 few machine guns that can ¢|made the World war battles gofright- be the equal of @ whole battalion, un- der certain circumstances, bardment that reduces the numbers come into action as soon as the at- tacking wave gets under way. Tt was this unsuspected fact that fully costly. The Japanese, evidently, are discovering it all over again. Un- A bom-|. from outward appearances. . . . More STICKERS | QDDW_ GENX. CDT YT XDISYTDUU_ HE JHHIOQ HAD DIDCG IH ITG CECDTH. MDEXMD JiVAYTMHET George Washington always. issued terse, but very clear orders, which gen- erally were written in code. Each letter in the code message was a straight sub- stitution for another letter, Can you de- cipher the above message, which is write ten in that manner? til some way of coping with the ma- chine gun is found, the offensive is paralyzed. ‘ . Burton Ras-|: - salesmanship of famous folk appears like a gentleman just in from a bank or a broker's office. Thatcher Thayer, who has sudden- ly become a best seller and a young writer to be-reckoned with. ... But, somehow, reminding you of the small- est tumbler in one of those “ally-oop” acts! ... Never without a grin and given to quiet clowning. Carl Van Doren, taking his job as master of ceremonies seriously. .. . Harry Hansen, the book reviewer, grinning at the discomfiture of speechmakers. In a word, practically all the who's- who of the “literati.” * Finally, in a smaller back room— the lion! His hair is reddish and combed back with a leonine sort of pomp, drawing back from slightly graying temples. . . crossed, fect spread, as though get- ting a stance against the crowd of autograph hunters, welcomers and merely curious. His greeting is quiet and southern. thing chiefly about the eyes. He drove to New York in a dusty car... . He comes to Manhattan only when there is no escape... . He pre- fers to live quietly on his Virginia estate. ... And you can’t blame him. . The “hokum” surrounding the to irritate him. . . . He refused, for instance, to make a _ radio speech after he had written it... . Someone else had to read it. After all, he had written 18 years before he was “recognized.” . . . Mari Twain had enjoyed his early work. . . . So had Theodore Roosevelt, but readers in general knew little about FLAPPER, FANNY SAYS: A sculptor sometimes finds it hard to carve out a career for himself. TODAY ANGERS BRITISH TAKE JERICHO On Feb, 22,.1918, British troops in Daily Health News NARCOTIC CONTROL GREAT PROBLEM OF ALL NATIONS fee ree rary are a ee By DR. MORRIS FISHBEIN sible for it while it is in his hands Editor, Journal of the American [or under his Gad a The control of narcotic drugs him. .. . Burton Rascoe, writing on @ Chicago paper, reviewed “Cream of the Jest” and grew so enthusiastic about Cabell that attention was at- tracted. (Copyright, 1932, NEA Service, Inc.) Auto traffic is said to move more steadily at a speed of 34.5 miles an hour. U. 8. troops on the western front in a severe trench raid The Russian Soviet government announced “resistance unto death” against the advancing German ar- mies, following the refusal of the Germans to accept at their word the Russian surrender. Heavy bombardment of several sec- tors of the western front indicated to allied observers that Germany would soon launch a terrific attack, ysing many troops which had formerly been stationed on the Russian front. (Copyright, 1932, NEA Service, Inc.) rey ‘You can’t eat your cake and have “it.”—Billy Burke. * # % I do not choose to run for the pres- idency—I can win in a walk.—George Stewart of Butte Falls, Ore. third Party presidential candidate. * oe * Yet this is the cleanest big city in the history of civilization—Mayor Walker of New York. ee ¥ I get lonesome every once in a while.—Mrs, Rudy Vallee. * Oe OK Why, instead of giving me the “jitters,” Reno has given me the “calmers.”—Mrs. Nancy Hoyt Curtis, author and eastern society figure. * x Folks will have to look up to the greatest pitcher in the minor leagues and when I start picking up the right fork at dinner—boy! won’t they be fooled?—Jerome H. (Dizzy) Dean, baseball player. (Copyright, 1932, NEA Service, Inc.) The world continues to seek @ 20- lution to the problem of narcotic drug control. Used properly, narcotic Grugs represent one of the greatest ‘benefits ever developed for the hap- Piness of mankind; used wrongly, they are associated with crime of the most terrible varieties, and with ex- Ploitation of human beings beyond me jeasure, Because of the fact that those who are addicted will pay tremendous Prices in order to secure the forbid- den » criminals do not hesitate to go to extreme lengths to steal and rt the illegal preparations. Chemists, without @ proper sense of ibility, work to develop combinations of habit forming drugs for the simple purpose of gétting around laws that otherwise would prevent sale la * * At present various nations are giv- ing special concern to the problem of controlling traffic in these drugs. It is generally recognized that the only hope lies in getting at the drugs at their source. Each ounce of the original opium must be accounted for, whether made into morphine or he- roin or any of the supposedly harm- less drugs. The only way in which the drugs can be controlled is to make the man- ufacturer responsible for a careful record of every step in the process; from the time the raw material en- much simpler than the control of al- coholic liquors. ‘Alcoholic liquors may be made from any fruit or vegetable and the pro- Ceas can be carried i sre? any . In order make Feepeskuons one must begin with the raw opium or coca leaves. These are commodities which cannot be suc- cessfully smuggled in appreciable amounts. It is not safe to suggest that any one country can control its own nar- cotic problem. All nations must com- bine if the situation is to be properly worked oat. ee Any one nation that cares to sepa- rate itself from the rest of the world in this matter can have the other nations at its mercy. Smugglers will take care of getting the pre! ions into the country that tries to stop the illegal use of narcotic. preparations. The airplane and other modern methods of trans- Portation have aided the smugglers just as they have served for legiti- mate purposes. Attempts are still being made to develop international agreements for limiting definitely the amount of narcotic drugs produced annually. It is fairly simple to calculate what is a reasonable supply of narcotics for any civilized nation. If the total supply can be controlled and if ade- quate records can be kept of the ters his factory until it gets into the, manufactured products and of their hands of the consumer. Everyone concerned in the passing of the material must be held respon- > Barbs | “o Headline: Two More Chicago Gang- sters Sentenced. Even the income tax law has its uses. * oe * Would you call a man who pays his bills on the first of the month an early settler? * * * Now that Gandhi’s spinning wheel distribution, much will have been done to stop the illegal use of these Preparations. has been seized for taxes, some en- terprising American salesman will ‘probably try to a a bedsheet. * Gandhi’s son went to jail “for his country” instead of getting married. Maybe he’s just anticipating the ali- mony racket. Ce Needle beer is the kind you drink when you wind up in the haystack. (Copyright, 1932, NEA Service, Inc.) . Cabell stands with arms{ He is calm and serious of face,! il wi vagant MOLLY ROSSITER, her ler sister, MYRA, and my young IKE. ‘The tw gti family. Molly fool- money saved to pay Ellen deci | i none. BARCLAY, Ellen’s empl: girl crying and discovers uation. Obviously interested, lien a lovely white taf. feta frock when she refuses t: eit site from with her mother she confesses that al interested in Larry Harro Myra shows her a ni a it NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER IX T the first reference to Larry Harrowgate Ellen was pink- cheeked and starry-eyed. From her position on the edge of the bed Myra saw the radi- ance that lighted her sister's face. She knew then that Ellen had found the real thing. ‘“‘God give { her luck,” whispered Myra in her H soul. “Give her more luck than I've had. young sister. | She smiled at her | “Go shead, Ellen,” she sald calmly enough. “Go ahead about your man before curiosity kills me.” ‘There isn't much to tell,” Ellen confessed in her shy, eager voice. “Nothing serious, I meat All I know is that Larry—likes me.” “But you—" said shyly. Ellen ae in. the act of putting on a shoe. “It's Larry,” she the scraps in the wastebasket, her | frightened, apologetic eyes fixed on Ellen's colorless face. “Oh Ellen, honey, don’t look ke that,” she begged. “I’m sor- ry I ever cut the darn thing out.” - Again Ellen did not speak. “You don’t know,” Myra went on timidly. “Perhaps the engage- ment is broken. unlikely,” Ellen said when it was announced “But she’s gone to Europe. It was in the morning paper. Wait, Vl get it for you.” “Don’t bother.” “Oh Ellen, darling—” “Let's not have any more melo- dramati Please. I’ve been a fool, that’s all, Just a fool.” “But Ellen, you don’t know what he—" 4 “I know this much. I know he made an engagement with me three days after this was an- nounced. He told me, as I re- member it, that I’d make his sum- mer for him. I suppose he want- ed a summer sweetheart while his flancee was a ‘e eee ELLEN laughed mirthlessly, sat down, put on the shoes that were quite good enough now, and quietly selected a dress to wear. “Isn't it funny that his engage- ment would have been announced in the society columns when he told you he hadn’t any money or any prospects,” Myra said restive- ly after a id “Why do you is swered, listless and disinterested. “I always thought of society people as having lots of mone; ‘That shows just how ignorant im!" Myra said, exaggerating her self-deprecatiop in an’ attempt to make it amusing. Ellen did not respond. Nor did she smile, “Don’t you think, Ellen, that “You haven't any idea how I felt, Myra, when I first saw him,” Ellen admitted, dropping to the bed beside the other. ‘He's tall did I tell you?—and red-head- ed. He was coming across the dance floor toward me and all of a sudden something went click.” “I know,” murmured Myra sympathetically, meeting Ellen's know exactly what Ellen Bert. came a sudden sharp pang for abruptly remembered Into her own happiness her sister's sake. But underneath was the selfish little thought that she and Myra were different— different as Larry was different from sober, plodding Bert.. She| hated herself for it but there it was. “How's Bert?” she asked un- comfortably. “Is he coming to- night?” “Bert's fine. He's coming,” Myra angwered lstlessly. ‘But! it’s you I want to hear about. When are you going to see this tall, red-headed man again? Did he say anything—definite ” “He did,” answered Ellen practice. It was nearly half-past seven, “You didn’t tell me his name,’ observed Myra, as she pulled over her head a dotted Swiss dress limp from many washings. Elfen paused in the act of put- ting on a shoe. She had been reflecting that somehow she must manage new ones. It's Larry,” she said shyly. “Larry Harrowgate. Isn’t that a grand name?” “Larry Harrowgate!” “Do you know him, Myra?” len exclaimed, delighted. “Wasn't I right? Isn't he a darling? Where'd you meet him?” The dress dropped over Myra's head. It hardly displaced a hair of the smooth coiffure but Ellen thought her sister looked pale and tired. Older than usual. “I’ve never met Larry Harrow- gate,” she answered in an odd voice. “Then why were you so sur- prised?” Ellen asked casually, adjusting her stockings to sheer tightness and standing up. She was not apprehensive. Myra sometimes had a way of being playing polo and girls on the sands of the Lido, pictures from gay Florida masquerade parties,| skiing parties at Lake Placid and in the Alps—Myra clipped and filed them away, Ellen had al- ways been a little contemptuous of Myra’s collection. There was a streak of yearning wistfulness in the older girl, a vague reaching out for gay scenes in which she could not be a par- tictpant, Ellen was not sympathetic to- ward this trait. Now she was completely at sea, Myra togsed a clipping to her. oe e Tt was only a photograph of a man and « girl who had stopped for a moment on a si shiny tennis court. The man in the striped blazer was Larry, The pretty, petulant girl who twined her arm through his iy had never seen. Her eyes fixed on the caption. “An important engagement is that of Miss Elizabeth Bowes, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Esra Bowes of New York and Paris, and Mr, Lawrence Harrowgite, maybe we're sometimes too care- ful and conventional and formal just. because we don’t know?” Myra suggested with a nervous effort. “I mean know how people do things now. Maybe the people in different sets, smart peop! don’t think that being engaged is so important as we think it is, Maybe that's the way he f about it. People do think differ- ently about those thing: *I know what I think,” Elien said in a level, unemotional. tone as she went on with the dressing that had become so meaningless. Neither girl spoke for a long time. Myra had opened her mouth when there was a knock on the door followed by Molly’s familiar démand for admittance. “What shail we tell her?” Myra’s lips noiselessly framed the word: ‘Tell her the whole thing. I don’t care what you tell her. You know she’s bound to get t! out of one of us somehow,” Ellen said, wondering how long the pain in her heart could last. “In just @ minute, mother,'t Myra called. Droudly. “I’m seeing him this afternoon for tea and I'll bring him out here awfully soon. You'll love him, Myra. I know you will. He's just grand! 1 can’t tell you much about him really. I have to learn first myself. But rm come home with heaps of news this afternoon.” eee mysterious over trifies. But as the silence lengthened she felt herself growing absurdly nervous, “What is it?” she asked anz- fously. “Do you know something about him?” “Oh, Ellen, I can't—” “It you've heard anything about him that you think would turn me against him, you're wrong. I On her way to the door she stopped by the cheir where Bllen sat staring into space. ‘What are you going to do . about your date, Ellen?” cs son of Mrs. E. T. Harrowgate and the late Mr. Harrowgate. The wedding {s set for early fall, Miks| Bowes will be remem! Se Ellen’s heart twisted sickening- ly. She did not speak and only stood staring, staring at the pic- ture. “I remembered him,” Myra said painfully, closing the dresser's Ellen gave a deep sigh drew her thoughts away fro! memory of Larry's laughing face. Her eyes were bright with tears, her mouth was drooping; to her gu Taised her young arms abore her head and stretched. luxur-| simply not true.” fously.. How could fove, delight,| en ae hat the older girl ful, shining love be fet! with | was tum sspens the news- care or trouble? What did money|paper clippings that she~kept in matter? her drawer of the old-fashioned, Both girls began to dress with} marble-top dresser. They were the speed of long accustomed] mostly pictures. Pictures of men Won't believe that you have. It's turning around|sister she looked childish, pa- because I only cut it oug/ thetic, young, in her fimsy voile on Tuesday. It’s an od@ name.” | dress. But even as the older girl Ellen roused, mechanically fold-| watched, the square, boyish chin ed the clipping and handed it back to her sister. Myra did not return it to her collection, In-/not going—that's stead she tore it to bits and flung (To Be Continued)