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# THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE, FRIDAY, MARCH 4, 1932 enn siaemaromrneritmanntnae unite int Wot tne naw Nasa Independent Newspaper THE STATE'S OLDEST NEWSPAPER (Established 1673) ‘ GEORGE D. MANN a President and Publisher. Daily by carrier, per year .......$7.20 Daily by mail per year (in Bis- » by mail per year (in state outside Bismarck) ............ Dally by mail outside of North Dakota, 6.00 ‘Weekly by mail in state, per year $1.00 ‘Weekly by mafl in state, three a8 years ....... S5 i ‘Weekly by mail outside of North Dakota, per year ....... Ps Weekly by mail in Canada, per 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. og linnc 7 ett aaeamabanmaa (Official City, State and County ? Newspaper) . ay Sa Foreign ntativ | SMALL, SPENCER, LEVINGS & BREWER (Incorporated) CHICAGO NEW YORK BOSTON A Permanent Standard L. ©. Richardson, a farmer living near Reeder, sends to The Tribune a copy of a handbill printed during a national election campaign 108 years ago. It sets forth the requirements for @ presidential candidate as con- ceived by the author of that remote day and Richardson offers the com- ment that if ever a man of the type asked for was needed in this country he is needed now. The contents of the handbill fol- tow: “Wanted—Not until March 4th, 1824, an honest, Intelligent and faithful Man Servant, to gerve the people of the United States as thelr Preasident, for the next term of four years. He must have the following charac- ter; He must be at least, thirty- five years old. A college aducation will not be insisted on as indis- pensable, provided he has by his own genious and industry acquired as mutch general knowledge as did Benjamin Franklin, the prin- ter, or Roger Sherman, the Shoe- maker, who signed the Declara- tion of Independence, and has the steel and flint to strike out sparks of political truth to light this na- tion to their most direct way to prosperity and plenty. He must be true to his promise, and not a courtier who will say yes to every one. It is expected he will do his best to restore the industrious, in- telligent, honest farmer to his pristine rank and consequence in society, and the artizans and man- ufacturers of equal merit may be Placed by their side, useful indus- try be made fashionable and hon- orable, and the idle speculator be no longer rated a gentleman, but @ vagabond, a drone in the polit- ical hive, and make the industri- ous, intelligent boy, who is seen at work in the field, work shop or factory, to be more respected by society, and more sought after by the girls, than the young dandy who is selling grog in a store, or studying in an office with a gown on, how to cheat legally, steal according to law, and tell lies in the words of truth. Do our candidates measure up to these standards?” ‘The spelling is that of the original ‘author, or of the printer who put the jposter into type. ‘The poster proves nothing, course, unless it is the fact that the ,etendard which the average man sets for candidates for high public office has not changed much in a century. ‘There has been too much emphasis placed upon alleged genius in recent political campaigns and too little up- on those characteristics of the com- mon man which everyone appreciates. Regardless of how one phrases the @emand, the standard for presidential aspirants was fixed in this coun- ‘try long years ago. Some of the men who have held the office may not have met it very satisfactorily but the measuring stick has become well established. Farmers Will Agree Mlustration of the way in which the {interests of the farmers continually @re being attacked and the persist- ence with which they must be de- fended is illustrated by a recent ap- plication to the federal tariff com- mission for a reduction in the duty pn live cattle. Upon notification of the proposal, (ongréssman O. B. Burtness offered B® few observations which doubtless state the position of the entire North Dakota congressional delegation and { of 50 (1s particularly sound from a North jand desires which constitutes his man- readily available showing annual importations prior to and follow- ing the enactment of the present law. Additional importations now would add further chaos to the present demoralized American markets and would prevent hoped for recovery. The producer of cattle is en- titled to first consideration. Those who desire to purchase cattle for feeding, however, are not injured by the present ‘tariff rates, for large suppiies are available throughout the plains states at ridiculously low prices. If the rates are reduced they might ob- tain cheaper feeders in Canada and Mexico, but the result of such importations would likewise reduce the price of finished cat- tle and the income from feeding would probably remain the same as now. The comment that an increase in farm prices would greatly benefit in- dustry by providing it with a market Dakota viewpoint. On Writing a Book The young man who sets out to write a book usually fails entirely to realize that he is entering one of the most sharply competitive fields there is. Offhand, it seems as if the man with a good yarn in his system ought not to have much trouble getting it printed. Lots of books get published every year, and some of them are, to put it mildly, middling poor. It should be fairly simple to put one over if it’s any good at all. But the reality is more discourag- ing. A typical example is the case of E. P, Dutton and Co., a representative publishing house. ‘This spring Dutton is publishing 42 books. These were chosen from more than 10,000 manuscripts that were submitted. Of the 10,000, approxi- mately 1500 were held worthy of ser- ious consideration, not dnly by the ed- itorial department but by the sales, advertising, publicity and trade pro- motion departments. “It is is generally estimated,” says John Macrae, Jr., vice president of the firm, “that most larg2 publishing houses receive about 10 times as many manuscripts as they can give serious consideration to. The others are ob- viously so poor that they have to be refused without this careful consider- ation, in order not to clog up the edi- torial offices and because of the ex- pense involved—the actual reading of @ manuscript costs about $10.” Nor is that the worst of it. Of the 42 books this firm is publishing this spring, only 10 are first books by new authors. The other 32 are all by writ- ers who are well known to the public and to the publishing trade. What, then, is the aspiring young author up against When he blithely wraps up that distillation of dreams uscript and consigns it to the mails? He has just about one chance in a thousand. Do you hope to become a writer? Think twice about it—think more than twice, in fact, and accept the fact that the odds are all against you, and consider the added fact that even if it gets published your book probably won't make you any money. Then, if you still feel you must write—go to it, and good luck. | ‘Why Mothers Get Gray!’ addition to being a financier, he is a IN [aan of the oldest and best clubs: the Union League, the Lotus, the Har- vard, the Metropolitan. New York, March 4.—In spite of change, growth, tempo and turmoil, Manhattan manages to stay what O. Henry said it was: Bagdad-by-the- subway. Nor can one ever tell where the unusual and unexpected may be found. We'll take, for instance, John Har- sen Rhoades! Down in the Wall Street belt, John Harsen Rhoades is a captain of in- dustry. His name decorates the bank of Rhoades & Co. Vast estates and fortunes have been handled by this firm. Mr. Rhoades is a very important, very prominent, very influential financier. Just a Contributor Out in Springfield, Ill, John Har- sen Rhoades is known as a contrib- utor of light verse, thoughtful verse and colorful, prosy verse. These contributions have been com- ing for some time to David Felts, who conducts a prose-paragraph-verse col- umn on the Illinois State Journal. They have usually been accompan- ied by a request for “clip sheets if the contribution is printed.” Most of the time they have been printed. And no reader suspected that the writer might be a New York magnate, But Felts fell to wondering who this New York contributor might be. The letterheads and the stationery indicated that the author might well be a person of considerable conse- quence. Felts dropped mea line about it. Just See Who's Who In “Who's Who,” John Harsén Editorial Comment torials printed below show the id of thought by other editors. y are published without regard to whether they agree or disagree with The Tribune's policies. Patronage and Reform (Minneapolis Tribune) In its annual report, the National Civil Service Reform league politely requests Mr. Hoover to put an end to that arrangement which makes pres- idential postmasters “virtually spoils of the party in power.” It is plainly shocked by the discovery that “only those politically favored have received appointment” and that “the political character of the selections is gener- ally accomplished by the postoffice department.” That this sense of shock will be shared by anyone in Washington, however, seems extremely unlikely, and that the league’s protests will al- ter by a hair’s-breadth the present isystem of postoffice patronage iseven ‘more so. The fact is that the league has undertaken the budging of a prac- tice which the years have shown to be almost unbudgeable, and that while we may admire its highly ideal- istic attitude toward presidential Postmasterships, so-called, it is al- most impossible to be impressed by its grasp of the harsh and somber po- \litical realities. The unadorned truth that postoffice Patronage is a potent means of self- Perpetuation for the party in power may not be pleasant to contemplate, but so long as both parties share in ‘common the instinct to preserve them- selves, there is nothing to be gained by ignoring the vigor and tenacity of that instinct. Postmasterships are “virtually the spoils of the party in power” simply because that party deems it more important to remain in power, and to reward the laborers in every farmer and businessman in i re] ; i 5 g ie 5 E i / i = the party vineyards,-than it does to be painfully moral about the matter of appointments. ‘The league may feel rather sure that neither the Republicans nor Democrats, with four years be patron- Rhoades gets quite a paragraph. In STICKERS an c ) Can you move the checker, in 16 moves, over a whole board, touching ‘each square but once and ending at the starting place? Passing over several squares in a straight line 1s but one move. houses the banking firm of Rhoades, one is told politely: “Yes, Mr. Rhoades did quite a bit of verse writing at one time. . .. He hasn't written anything recently. +. . Yes, he sent: them to . the Illinois paper. . . . Why did he ©. Henry Was Right Leathe lt al est tae ... Probably saw the newspaper some- where. .. . No, Mr. Rhoades is out of, weeks. “How did he happen to start writ- ing poems? . . . Well, he never did might call it a hobby or a pastime. . +. He liked to do relaxation and pleasw “A Moon Creeps High” ly, dignified financier and clubman 17S ALWAYS THE OTHER. , Ones FAULT! N i The in to | T At the dignified building which . . Really, we . . Probably by accident. town and will not be back for.several try for serious publication. . . . You it. It gave him if Somehow, I like to vision the elder- turning from the mass of figures and statements at his desk to jot down something like this, which is entitled “Stars begin peeping, a moon creeps sh, “8 Land zephyrs on water, sweet night is nigh. eaane no longer, somewhere a Our souls are but weeping, a day gone by. Is there an‘ after? Needless sup- Pose, Dawn is all laughter, night—repose.” For Springfield &o you see, New York being what FLAPPER FANNY SAYS: When it has to be opened, a can means can’t to most girls. it is, you never can tell! The man of @ poet. . At any rate, this may serve to in- troduce the folk of Springfield, Il, to John Harsen Rhoades, banker- Poet. (Copyright, 1932, NEA Service, Inc.) TODAY ISTHE ~ ANNIVERSARY Soe of ee BRITISH ADVANCE On March 4, 1918, British troops in a 12-mile front, north of Jericho. Turk- ish forces retreated in disorder. It was reported that Rumania would sign a separate peace with the Cen- ‘tral Powers within the next 24 hours. German activities on the western front, while confined to trench raids, BEGIN HERE TODAY th her mother, MOLLY Ro! elder sister, MYRA, and her brother, MIKE. At Dream: fallin in love with LARRY HARROWGATE, an art- ist. Later she learns he is ei gaged to ELIZABETH BOWES, a debutante. She is heart-breken it continues to bout with STEVEN BARCLAY, 57 and El- len’s employer, beco! deep! interested in hi with her moi ref break a date with Larry te.ac- cept _one Barclay. MRS. BONDY, tore gossip, scandalous of Barclay’ attentions lem. ‘The girl de- termines to see him mo more. Without Ellen's knowledge, Molly invites Barclay to dinner, make the em Barclay gives Mike a much desired bicycle. Later Ellen and Barclay go driving and he asks her to marry NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER XIX 'LLEN brushed aside all co- quetry and pretense as she told Steven how proud he had made her. She tried to make him understand how much she liked him, at the same time explaining that she did not love him. She ‘was more successful than she had hoped to be. She should, of course, have explained that she was already hopelessly in love with Larry Harrowgate. They parted as friends. Ellen would have preferred that they should see each other no more, but such a suggestion was impos- sible just as it was equally impos- sible to speak to him of tha gossip at the store. The inference would te too plain. The one‘step to pro- tect her from this gossip would be 60 obvious. As she said good night Ellen de- a & good thing people get old and le. The trade depression will at some time or other get less severe —Sir Wil- liam H. Beveride, British statesman. ee * Everything is taught in schools ex- cept the mechanism of money.—Nor- man Angell, writer. It is too bad that the only profit- sable industry left is prohibition eva- sion.—Dr. Joseph J. Klein. Amos W. W. director. what Manchuria grows and makes. (Copyright, 1932, NEA Service, Inc.) ‘Teachers’ meeting, 1 p. m. A living connection with God and Palestine advanced two miles on &{make a good Sabbath school teacher. Sabbath school, 2 p. m. Mission study, “ Lesson review, |. Lesson study, “Jesus Comforts His It keeps things interesting — eodore par i ae list. ** % * * * Acceptance of a tax from dealer : illielt liquor would certainly seem me to be aiding in the offense— Woodcock, prohibition Barbs e Most of the men who lose in the stock market get stuck by sticking too long. * ‘News item says John D. Rockefeller quotes poetry to his friends. A man as rich as John D. can get away with almost anything. ee * * ek * 'f Al Capone could get out, he might pick up a few pointers at the Demo- ¢ratic and when they start tions. Republican conventions kidnaping delega-; ee | great affairs may be running a lilting] A new society has been formed to quatrain through his mind; wishing] abolish prize fighting. Some of our at times, mayhap, that he had been|new champions should be given hon-} give program over orary memberships. CHURCH NOTICE Seventh-Day Adventist Church 623 Seventh St. N. R. R. Bietz, Minister ‘Saturday, March 5 master of the lesson, these two School Out of Doors.’ “Anointing of Jesus.” Disciples.” John 14:1-31. “De- “Ellen, you didn’t!” “I did. And furthermore in the morning I’m leaving Barclay’s for another jgb.” eee SHE was very tired. To have re- fused Steven had been hard enough in itself, How could she bear a recapitulation of that re- fusal? How could she bear to meet Molly’s hysterical reproaches? But Molly remained unexpectedly calm. “If you don’t feel that you love him,” she said quietly, “you did the right thing.” The desperate move on which Molly had risked everything was successful. Ellen’s surprise mas- tered her fatigue. “I Mke him,” she said wearily, “but I just don’t love him, You've no idea how hard it was for me to refuse him!” “I know I didn’t understand in the first place,” Molly said, feel-| ing her way, “but I do now. You must make your own decision—I can’t do it for you. You'll have to live with the man you marry, not’ I. I'd have been pleased for many, jmany reasons if you’d decided for Mr. Barclay—he would be s0 good to you.” know.” “It would have been so much easier for all of us,” Molly sighed. Ellen began to feel selfish. She could not know, as Molly herself searcely knew, that her mother was laying a deep and subtle trap. When Ellen went into the bed- room, she was unsure of herself and her wisdom. Myra was in bed with a book on her knees. She looked up and smiled a welcome but she had de- termined to let Ellen alone and not ask questions. Ms Ellen, however, wanted a con- fidante. She came over to the bed, removed the book from Myra’s hands and sat down. “Steven Harclay asked me to marry him,” she said abruptly. “Bo soon, Ellen! “Too soon,” Eljen answered termined that in the morning she ‘would resign her position at the store and seek another. ,,, She was not surprised to find Molly up and about. At the sound of the key in the door, Melly ap- peared, a cold duck sandwich in her hand. She offered half to El- Jen, an offer which was refused, then perched herself on the arm of a chair to demand an account of the drive, Bilen flung off her hat. “I'm too tired to talk,” she said, mov- joth: ie “And I refused him,” Ellen stated with serene finality, Molly's face w: in its abrupt trai darkly. She added, “I shouldn't have said that. I really think he rushed matters because he thought We all desperately needed a lift. Myra, he was wonderful, wonder- ind ; Bat I-don’t want to marry 1m.’ “You opt be seeing him any more “Oh, I'll be seeing him.” eee ([SBRE was « silence in the dim bedroom where only one light burned. Pale moor it filtered through an open window, lay in patches on the scarred floor and shone on thé big old-fashioned bed with one grave-eyed girl against ie Pillows and the other at her “Do you think it would be very wrong to marry a man you liked because you-—— because you The hardest advice to make, peoplé follow in times of stress is |e ee ony. exhaustion of the nery- | happiness. artnet Daily Health News — Don’t Be Downhearted reise, for Fatigue’ ee te care ter came or Short Period of Relaxation Boy areas . J Medical Association activity. ‘The best life is a useful one. C. E-A. Winslow refers to the vice given by Nietzsche to “live dan- gerously.” “Life is to be used, not hoarded,” says Winslow, “but neither should it be wasted through unintel- Ugence.” One physician, asked by a patient how to'live long, said, “Get @ slight chronic disease and take good care of it.” In all of our activities health must be uppermost in our minds, be- ‘cause without health there can be no Dr. Northwest spring seed and feed loans will be handled through the Minne- apolis office of the Reconstruction Fi- mance corporation but the Grand Forks office will be retained to make livestock feed loans and for collec- tions on former loans, according to word received from Congressman Burtness at Washington. [Florence Lake By HELEN WITT sire of Ages.” PP, wie “Come ‘Thou Almighty King,” con- gregation. “Give of Your Best to the Master,” congregation. Consecration service. “Draw Me Nesrer,” congregation. Benedictit jon. Sunday, March 6 1:45-2:00—Mr. and Mrs. Biete will] Mrs. Joe Sealion and daughter Ne- 345-2: : ola spent Wednesday at the Ed. Lar- son home. ene ne ‘Mr. and Mrs. J. E. Witt spent Wed- * * * will be used. Alcohol is a stimulant, says a Har-| 7:45-8:15—Question box. ee ae at the vard doctor. Nothing will affect some| 8:15-9:00—Lecture, “The Millen- aS en eee chases cian people. nium.” Rev. 20. When will Satan be : Sense ‘ eRe bound 1000 years? How will he be|Smul Stroh were Wednesday callers see ee en a aie. 30e° "Bille! Beg. your ejerieg Teen aud motipe Mi 3, |, a Jap st sman ‘ says. That's right, All it wants is| Bibles! Tees were Bismarck shoppers Sat: jurday, miss the question box! Many and Mrs. E. E. Glanville spent King questions every night, ‘Thursday afternoon at the John Witt 1. Is it right for @ young Chris-|, Mr. and Mrs. Henry Seilinger and tian to go to ye 2. Will God forgive s man sins berately family, Herman Nieters and daughter bes u Marcella, and Opal Harvey were Wing 3. Are there different degrees of urday. ta Mrs. D. F. McClellan spent Friday evening with Mrs. J. J. Scallon. Mr, and Mrs. John Witt called at the McClellan home Monday. Mr. and Mrs. Arthur Tees and son Junior spent Sunday afternoon at the your|®4lph Halver home. friends. A map made by Christopher Co- TO MAINTAIN FORKS OFFICE |lumbus in 1480 was recently exhib- Grand Forks, N. D., March 4.—(?)—|ited at the World Congress in Paris. 5. What two signs would you con- sider most outstanding in regard to the second coming of Christ? Everybody welcome. couldn’t marry one you thought you loved?” Ellen asked sud- denly. “Oh, I don’t know, Ellen.” “The funny thing is I don’t really know where I am,” Ellen went on in @ puzzled way. “My feelings whirl around like a shut tlecock. There’d be no problem at all if I didn’t like Steven, but I do! I can’t decide whether I’m being mercenary and grasping “What do you mean rousing us at this hour?” she- gasped indig- nantly, trying to hide her bare feet. “I mean I want my rent and 1 want it now,” he said in a loud voice, “Come in and stop shouting,’s she answered shortly. “Have the Kindness to wait until 1 drei “I'll have the kindness to do nothing,” he barked. “Your mother’s put me off with excuses or—” “Yoy’, long enough. If you've got the ete eee ate a money to buy a parcel of new fur. such things!” agine! niture and a lot of fancy grub, if “But it he didn’ you've got money to entertain casnee it he didn't have any/ folks’ who have limousines you've es got enough to our rent.” “That's extremely foolish of aun a “You shall have your money immediately,” Ellen announced, wondering as she spoke if there were enough in the apartment to satisty his claim, She left him standing by the door. Myra in the bedroom had Just succeeded in rousing Molly and Mike. : ‘There’s no fire,” Ellen said. “It's just Mr. Farnum suddenly you,” Myra interrupted sharply, “I'm not taking sides in this but I won't have you imagining that you're something you're not, You're every bit as good as Steven Barclay. What if he does have money? You're beautiful. You're sweet and good. You're well- born—” “You sound like a novel of the *80s,” Ellen broke in with a rueful little laugh. troubled at 6 in the morning about, + his rent. We'll have to pay him ‘Just the same, it’s true,” {mm 2 cea: ue,” per- ediately.' “He'll wait,” declared Molly, relieved and promptly sleepy again. “I talked to him day be-, fore yesterday—on Saturday. I explained how hard-up we are, Let me see him. Where's that kimona?” “I'm afraid it will be useless to see him now,” Ellen stopped her. “He's heard about our party last night. I’ve no doubt he knows every item on the menu.” “That's the trouble with living in a place like this,” ob. served fretfully, pounding her pil- low into plumpness, “Everybody talks 20.” ‘e won't be living here long it we can’t get the rent together. Mr. Farnum looks in @ mood to carry our furniture down to the atveet personally. Just how much money have we any way?” “I borrowed $200 on the inaur- ance. There should be lots left, My pocketbook’s on the bureau.” Molly went to sleep again, ‘When the pocketbook was opened {t appeared that she had ben un. ‘duly optimistic. She had mansged the day before to do away with =| Over $160. Ellen could not hide her consternation. How were she and Myra to bring the vitally nece essary insurance to date again? Bat the Dresent problem was the “D'you know, I wasn't sure whether I was going to say ‘yes’ or ‘no’ until I did,” Ellen said, staring out at the winking eléctric sign across the street. “You'd know what you were going to say, wouldn't you, if it had been Larry Harrowgate?” Ellen’s face turned scarlet. “He hasn't asked me,” she an- swered, her cheeks continuing to flame. “I haven't a reason in the world to imagine he will: when he’s engaged to another girl.” “Has he—ever sald anything that might suggest he meant to tell you about that?” “No, he hasn't,” Ellen admitted in a low, strained voice. “Thet’s ‘what makes me—well it doesn't make me hate him but it makes me think I should. Oh, why can’t men be more fair?” ‘There was no angwer to that question. Both. girls knew it. Preséntly Ellen murmured a good night and slipped off to her own bed. Myra dropped her book to the floor and snapped off ibe light. Ellen was aw: é but toward morning she had fallen into heavy slumber. Nev. the te: noise brought her wide-awake at once, Sure that the building must be on fire, she roused Myra, told her to wake Molly and Mike, grabbed her By emptying her and Myra’s the: rasceeted ae Plecing together the $60, It lett kimona and ran through the liviag| them exactly $12 room to the door. Fgrrrter food and pea For (a8 ween Pr 6 o'clock, «ante. ad Pies it was out of the” ion for eos position. It would teke meena Tt would take week to find another, Bree ta Pootlble $5 trom Dreamland Sat- ¥ would n tide them pate me (To Re Continued) bei gt Jerked open the door and stood in foolish surptise, ab- ruptly conscious of her disheveled | attire. . Facing her was John| | Farnum, owner of the building, &