The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, April 9, 1932, Page 4

NE&CHrORTQ SMOSSES 23rd e 3Q RR em UNO Re UPORCOSHABH YE The Bismarck Tribune 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 Daily by carrier, per year ...... Daily by mail per year (in Bis- marck) . ++ 7.20 Daily by mi ( outside Bismarck) .... Daily by mail outside of Dakota . ‘Weekly by mail in state, per 3 Weekly by mail in state, Dakota, per year Weekly by mail in Canada, per YOAT .ecceeeeeee + 2. Member of Audit Cireulation 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 /ling bargains at new low prices. spontaneous origin published herein. All rights of republication of all other matter herein are also reserved. (Official City, State and County Newspaper) Foreign Representatives SMALL, SPENCER, BREWER (Incorporated) CHICAGO NEW YORK BOSTON Tip for North Dakota At Baton Rouge, La., not so long ago, two citizens, J. D. Stotler and R. E. Collins by name, got into an ar-/ gument as to whether the new state capitol will last for 500 years. Louis- jana is “right proud” of her building which, by the way, has been closely studied by the North Dakota Capital Commission. The discussion waxed warm and the southern gentlemen were unable to agree upon the lasting qualities of the new state house. As a result of their failure, they} made a wager. The sum of 2.50 was bet and a lawyer was called in to make a contract. The contract sets! forth that the five dollars shall be de- pisited in a local bank at compound interest for the next five centuries. Heirs of the winners will receive the accumulation in 2432. It is esumated that in the five cen- turies, the five dollars will yield $2,- 084,695,000.22. M. E. Tracy writing in the New York Telegram commenting on the wager preaches the following economic sermon: This incident is worth more than a passing thought. It re- veals the basic fallacy of our eco- nomic system. It is safe for cap- ital to draw interest only as long as those possessing it spend the interest. Otherwise, capital soon wrecks its own opportunity. If you told the average man that five dollars could not be kept at compound interest for five centuries without becoming a menace, he would laugh in your face. He has been sold the idea that investments, especially small ones, can and should be made safe forever. He thinks of de- pression, failure and bankruptcy as avoidable evils, yet they alone have made it possible for us to live with the theory of unspent interest on unlimited wealth. Our forefathers had little to fear from the accumulation of wealth through interest because as they said, it was only “three generations from shirtsleeves to | shirtsleeves.” With the modern bank, trust company and expert management, we cannot depend on the factor of individual weakness for relief, but the flaw is there and every So often there will be a break. This depression is just a warn- ing of how a financial structure based on the accumulation of wealth through interest will lib- erate itself. To survive, capitalism must pro- vide for a constant dissipation of wealth. Periodic destruction is the only alternative. Great in- terest-bearing fortunes cannot be allowed to go on forever without killing the goose that lays the golden eggs. ‘Wealth is dynamic. Its value depends on movement. Movement is impossible without continuous redistribution. The idea that it can be permitted to coagulate in pools for any great length of time, without becoming a menace, is contrary to plain arithmetic. We fail to realize how heavily we Jean on failure, bankruptcy and depression to clear the stage every so often, or what a jam we would be in if they did not. We have never honestly admitted the reason for the ruin of so many business enterprises, or the fre- quent slumps in trade. We have a system by which a million dollars could be made to enslave the world within ten gen- erations if it worked, but it does not, and never will work for more than a few years. There is little danger in the amount of wealth a man can ac- cumulate during his life, but there is great danger in passing it on and allowing it to grow automatic- ally. There is little danger in in- terest, providing it is spent by those who receive it, but there is great danger in allowing it to pile up itself. We must make ever sharper dis- tinction between earned and un- earned income, between created and inherited wealth, if we would be safe. A Strange Comfort It is interesting and vaguely com- forting, to learn that Max Schmeling, heavyweight boxing champion, re- ceived no fewer than 600 votes for President in the recent German elec- tions. Most of us had supposed that the yoters of the United States had s monopoly on the hsir-brained cus- tom of voting for such impossibles as clowns, athletes and comic strip ebaracters in national elections. That ‘was # saddening thought, for it made it look as if American voters were less intelligent than the voters of other lands. Now, however, Germany comes to the rescue. The German voter, it develops, can play that game, too. In one of the most momentous elec- tions in her national history, Ger- many managed to dig up 600 citi- zens who could see nothing wrong in voting to put Schmeling in Von Hin- denburg’s place. The Auto Barometer The automobile industry ought to b2 giving us a pretty definite clue, dur- ing the next few months, about the |prospects for an early return of pros- pesity. It is commonly assumed that the! 2.50 {Condition of the auto industry is a good barometer for industrial con- ditions generally. When a few autos are being bought, business every- where is bad; when the auto trade is booming, we generally find other lines prospering too. Now the auto makers are getting prices down to rock bottom. Ford, Chevrolet and Plymouth are among jthe companies that are offering start-| Wel shall know, very soon, if these new price levels are going to mean a gen- eral boom in the auto factories. If they do, national prosperity cannot be very far away. We Don’t Want Genius This is the season when backers of various candidates for public office paint the qualifications and virtues of their candidates in glowing colors. All too often these men are hailed as examples of political or other genius and the claims are made the bases for arguments why they should be elected. A commonsense view, however, is that America does not want genius in public office, if for no other reason; than the very good one that it never has made good there. In some ap- pointive and administrative fields genius may be useful in public life but not in those jobs to which the in- cumbent must. be elected. In those positions we need men with understanding, courage, a sense of balance and a large amount of hard, horse sense. Given these things, a public officer will be successful. If they are lacking, no amount of politi- cal polish or ballyhoo can take their place. Who said respectability pays? The Police Gazette did not long survive its rise to comparative respectabil- ity. Gandhi says the dominating fear of mankind is the loss of material possessions. He was referring to safety pins, of course. The discovery that halibut liver oil is a substitute for cod liver oil may be the fruit of long research, but it sounds like morbid curiosity. The Philadelphian who was killed making peace between man and wife probably had suicidal intentions. Editorial Comment Editorials printed below show the trend of thought by other editors. They are published without regard to whether they agree or disagree with The Tribune's policies. | Congress Belabors a Straw | Man i (Minneapolis Tribune) The ghost of an old coalition was resurrected once more in the senate to play politics with the tariff ques- Democratic house “tariff bill” in re- vised form on Friday. Six independ- ent Republicans joined the solid Democratic senatorial bloc to pass the measure that would do away with the president's authority to make changes in import duties on the rec- ommendation of the tariff commis- sion. About the only purpose such a change could accomplish would be to make a mildly flexible tariff system less flexible than ever. ‘The senate and house measures do not agree on the manner in which the recommendations of the tariff commission shall be handled. The house would have its recommenda- tions become effective if congress |tock no action on them within 60 (days. The senate bill provides that the reports of the tariff commission {shall be forwarded to congress by the jpresident with his recommendations, but only by legislative act can they be carried out. Fundamentally both proposals have the same purpose, namely, that of reducing the president's authority in changing tariff schedules. In prac- tice the flexible clause in the tariff has not proved to be a particularly revolutionary one and altering the final step in the mechanics of its operation is not going to make it of any greater significance. Taking the administration of the flexible clause out of the hands of the president and. transferring it to congress defeats part of its purpose in that it makes its operation slower. Recommenda- tions of the tariff commission would have to wait for the convening of congress before they were finally acted upon and then they would serve only to make the tariff and its eched- ules a subject for permanent debate by congressmen. It is quite obvious that the only purpose in precipitating a debate on the tariff question now, even if it involves only the flexible machinery of the act, is to insure the tariff a piace among Gamosien issues. The senate spent a week in an aimless de- bate on tariff philosophy, using this bill as the flimsy peg on which to hang its discussion. These volumin- ous speeches will undoubtedly make valuable campaign documents to, be sent out over the congressional frank next summer. A presidential veto of the bill is almost certain and in this our tariff heroes see another cam- paign talking point. It is impossible to reconcile the present phase of the oclge Goran) with any hes yas on part of congreas tariff reform. or the most part, congress confines its demands for tariff reform to the stump. THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE, SATURDAY, APRIL 9, 1932 Some Folks Will Proba bly Want This Stopped! ee tion when that body approved the Giants of the Past New York, April 9.—The Silurians, despite the name, are not fossils. They | are the old guard of New York news- paperdom; pride of the profession some 25 to 40 years ago. Silurians returns to its paleozoic past for an evening. They haunt the jour- nalistic graveyard that was once glamorous Park Row, and wind up swapping yarns over the banquet board at the St. Regis. ¥ *# % ‘There are, scattered over the carth, some 426 remaining specimens, most of them living in comfort, if not af- fluence, and thus belying many le- gends concerning veterans of “the game.” Many have become nation- ally known writers and publicists; a few are held by the hypnotic aroma of printer's ink. According to the dictionary, a sil- urian is an “invertebrate,” but these are inveterates — I mean inveterate hymnists of past adventures. Listening in at the ringside, I heard of the great deeds of Ike White, who {solved a most baffling mystery. A bomb tosser had tried to assassinate Russell Sage; only to be blown to bits himself. In the debris of the Sage office were found buttons and frag- ments of clothing. From these Ike White had learned the bomber's identity. For one button had borne the imprint of a Boston tailor! * e # And there was Robert E. Living- iston, crime sleuth on the old Herald, who solved the Molyneaux mystery. He found a bottle that seemed to contain an innocent headache prej- aration, but which cyanide! “Ah,” they all sighed, “if we had STICKERS aS Aman bought eight boxes of oranges, each containing 20 dozen, at $1.20 per hundred. He sold half of the oranges at 8 for 15 cents. Half of the remaining half spoiled and he sold the balance at 12 for 15 cents. What was his profit, or loss? o - actually held) only had a chance at the Lindbergh! baby story!” You see, they never are completely cured, 5 ** % So He Moved In The only man I ever heard of who kept a personal barber in his home is A. C. Blumenthal, millionaire hus- band of Peggy Fears, ex-stage beauty who turned play producer. In the 25-room hotel apartment occupied by the couple, one is turned over to the tonsorial artist. Blumenthal is most meticulous about his shaves and haircuts, and aed found a barber who pleased im. The man was invited to take a Each spring a nostalgic band Of | steady job and move in. He did ee % When Friends Part ‘There was more than a program accident in a selection sung here the other night by John McCormack. One number was an old arrangement of “Thou Art Passing, Brother,” and was by way of a memorial tribute to his close friend, the late Chauncey Ol- cott. the story, was cemented some ten years ago. One day Olcott mailed a \song to McCormack. a note that read something like this: “Here is a song I have been singing, but which was made for you. Sing it, my friend, and bring happiness jana cheer to the millions.” The song was “Mother Machree.” And the millions know what has hap- pened éach time it has been sung. * * % Buddy's Band Charles “Buddy” Rogers, who is FLAPPER, FANNY SAYS: When a girl shows her boy friend to the door, there usually is a catch to it, ie -- NIB6B-> pon THOMAS CAHONE, an enrrovee oF The union ey ‘SIOUX. INDIAN ARROWS) The bond of friendship, as I get! ‘With it went} now a full-fledged band pilot, tells @ tale of the strenuous hours preced- ing his first appearance as a baton waver, Somewhat nervous, Buddy decided to have a try-out in some suburban town. He picked Bridgeport. But Connecticut has Sunday blue laws and it was a Sunday. The band had to wait until after midnight be- fore it could tune up. So the night before the premiere was @ sleepless one for all concerned. Incidentally, Buddy's father didn’t get East for the occasion. While the son finds gold in the metropolitan whirl, Rogers, Sr., prospects for prec- ious metal in‘the old “mother lode” section of California. st can Y Af NEW GERMAN DRIVE On April 9, 1918, German troops launched their second offensive, against British and Portuguese post- tions in the Armentieres sector, af-, ter Lait artillery preparation. Several villages were taken and the British troops were pushed back ‘by overwhelming numbers of enemy soldiers. At several points, German regiments reached the Lys river. The objective of the drive was to cripple the British forces still further and to weaken other sections of the front by taking or threatening the channel ports. French reserves were held in readi- ness for use on this front if they should be needed. Premier Lloyd George of England asked the British Parliament to ap- prove a man-power bill making every citizen between 18 and 50 eligible for the draft. He urged immediate passage of such a measure, admitting that the situa- tion in France was acute. row The Japanese army did not go to Shanghai primarily to wage hostili- ties—Lieutenant General Kenkichi Uyeda of the Japanese army. * ‘oe * ‘We are going to pass a tax bill to meet the prospective $1,241,000,000 de- ficit if we have to stay here all sum- mer to do it—Congressman Henry T. Rainey of TIllinois, Democratic leader in the House. ee * Taxes are always unacceptable, nev- er popular, always cost political strength ... some of us just dema- gogue on anything that happens to come along. I call upon my fellow Democrats to respond to this crisis. Redeem your country’s credit—Con- BEGIN HERE TODAY REY ts tearatog ‘Chteago bust NoW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER IL H. Lordy, Lordy, how Susan did hate getting up! She yawned deeply, burrowing her head under the covers and trying to shut out the sound of Aunt Jessie's nasal call: “Susan! Sus-an! Get up this wer7 3 minute. Breakfast’s getting cold.’ * Shuddering, blinking at the Nght, the girl swung her feet over the side of the big bed which groaned in sympathy. Its springs were old and sagging. She stood in the middle of the little room with its bravely painted dresser and white ruffied curtains. She was slim and youthfully curved, ex- quisite in her thin cotton night gown, imp from many washings. “Susan!” “Coming!” Aunt Jessie was grumbling as Susan came into the kitchen. She continued to grumble as she poured coffee from the spout of the old blue enamel pot and slapped thick slices of bread on the toaster. Susan liked thin toast but Aunt Jessie didn’t believe in catering to young folks’ whirs. “No egg for me, thanks,” Susan remonstrated. Aunt Jessie began to scold with fresh vigor. “You girls nowadays never know when you're well off —string bean shapes—no vitality—" Susan had hearé {t all so many times before that she scarcely lis- tened. “You're not hearing a word I'm saying,” grumbled Aunt Jesele. “Can't think what gets into you these days! 1 eaid it’s 10 past 8 and you'll be late again if you don't run for the car.” coe Svsan came out of her daze and sulped the last of the coffee, She rushed down the hall and flung on her last year’s hat. It wasn’t at all like the ones in the shop windows but Susan couldn't help that. Her glowing gray eyes, richly curling hair, and the color that came went fitfully in her heart-shaped face triumphed over the handicap of last year’s milli. nery. She hurried back into the kitchen to say goodby to Aunt Jessie. The dishwater was making an obbiigato in the chipped tin pan as Aunt Jes- ‘sie furiously turned on faucets and swirled an aged dish-mop. She pecked at Susan’s check and muttered: “You'll be late, sure's you're born, Never did see such a sleeyyhead. You take after your mother’s folks, that way.” Sho was still grumbling as Susan ran down the back stairs to take short cut to the corner where caught the surface’car. The girl sighed, clinging @ strap. Why was Aunt Jessie such a Brouch? She loved her—Susan knew that! Hadn't she nursed ber through diphtheria during her first year jn bigb school? Hadn't she brought her back to life when prac. tically everybody had given her up for d Ob, Susan knew Aunt. Jessi lly cared for her but she AN, ‘BY MABEL: gressman George Huddleston of Ala- bama, ee * Iam tired of drawing beautiful girls. I would like to put cows on magazine covers for a change.—Har- rison Fisher, artist. +H It’s just too bad that the only prof- itable industry left is prohibition evasion.—Professor Jostph J. Klein, College of the City of New York. Use of Iodine in Goiter Cases Is Major Advance By DR. MORRIS FISHBEIN * Editor, Journal of the American Medical Association ‘The last 25 years have seen great scientific advance in the attempt to overcome goiter, tnat swelling of the throat which is associated with en- largement of the thyroid gland, and which sometimes gives rise to a ser- ies of symptoms serious to health and menacing life itself. Probably the most significant de- velopment is the discovery of the in- fluence of iodine deficiency on the Causation of the simple swelling of the gland. Although there are dis- crepancies in some of the observa- tions, the fact remains that, in gen- eral, the incidence of goitre in any community can be greatly reduced by the regular giving of small doses of iodine. This fact has been well es- tablished. * % F Other Factors Involved There are, of course, other factors which enter in and which modify the response to the giving of iodine. Thus the question of dosage enters into the picture. The deficiency of iodine may be absolute or relative. In some areas much larger dosages of iodine are required than in others. ‘When a person develops a goiter who has been receiving regularly the recognized protective dose of iodine careful investigation is necessary to determine whether his general body condition includes other factors which have caused the iodine treatment to fail. The constant taking of overdoses of iodine may stimulate glandular action to such an extent that the person. suffers from symptoms of hyperthyroidism. These symptoms include loss of weight, and nervous irritability, rapid heart symptoms which have also been observed among women who have taken thyroid gland substances to cause reduction of weight. ' It has been established that the danger is negligible when the dose of iodine is so small that the total amount taken daily does not exceed the amount taken daily by people who was given to the taking of iodine in regularly Nations Differ ‘An international conference on goiter was held not long ago in Switzerland and special consideration was given to the taking of iodine has the form of salt to which iodine has been added. In Switzerland the of- ficial preparation used contains one part of potassium iodide in 200,000 rts of salt. Moa Italy, twice as much iodide is used, and in the United States the proportion is approximately one part in 5,000. in food and water. * # * tain abundant amounts of this sub- stance and the provisions of a diet which contains large amounts of sea- fish is useful in supplying neces- sary iodine. Of course, the possibil- ity remains that persons who do not need the iodine may get.regular doses of it through the table use of iodized salt and thus be stimulated to symp- toms of hyperthyroidism. ee | Barbs | OF Only hoarded money should be used to buy baby bonds, the govern- ment tells us. Trying to change us from socks to bonds? id Congress has proposed that the army and navy be consolidated. They must want to beat Notre Dame every year. xe Contract bridge has become a na- tional menace. There's always some- body to double and redouble every tax item. eo The depression has changed many a lazy loafer into an unfortunate victim. * oe OK The Filipinos are becoming more and more insistent in demands for liberty. We hope they have more luck than we have had. (Copyright, 1932, NEA Service, Inc.) HOARDING DECREASES Washington, April 9—(P)—A de. crease Of $146,230,826 in money in cir- culation during March, indicating a consequent decrease in hoarding, was shown Friday in the treasury's monthly circulation statement. UNTERS ELLIOTT: “Going to lunch?” he inquired. had such a queer way of showing it. That, thought Susan shrewdly, was Aunt Jessie's generation. Un- compromising, hard on others as well as themselves. They couldn't help it. “I was raised right and T'm going to see you are the same,” Aunt Jessfe often said grimly when the young girl complained of stric- tures. “Ratsed right” meant going to bed early and rising early; having very little fun, madeover clothes, putting money in the bank, quot- ing “handsome is as handsome does” and thinking the devil lurked in a wineglass, Well, maybe they were right but Susan thought there must be more in life than just that, She hoped so, anyway. Her heart sank when she thought of the day before her and she flipped the pages of her book as she swayed and jerked to the un- certain rhythm of the street car's progress. “Up in front there, up in front,” droned the conductor as more and more passengers crowded in at every corner. It promised to be s warm day. The freshness of early morning was vanishing as they neared the down- town district. The odors of asphalt under sun, of gasoline fumes, of human bodies and cheap scents mingled together. Susan hated it. , She wondered how that fastidious looking young man, Robert Dunbar, rode into town. Probably on a com- fortable suburban train with room enough to stretch his tong legs and read his morning newspaper. She envied him. He seemed to bea visi- tor from anoth phere with hi hist linen, his well Sitting lounge suits, At one of the downtown corners, amid a clangour of street car bells and whine of hastily applied brakes, she alighted and began swiftly io walk east. It seemed good to be alive and young this morning. The sharp breeze off Lake Michigan teased her hat brim and blew her skirts. Susan walked very repidly. Miss Allen was sure to deliver a scathing rebuke if she shou'* arrive late. The clock in the bank on the corner said 10 min- utes to 9. Susan fairly ran the last few yards, and crammed herself into an already packed elevator. She said “Bxcuse me” to an un- seen male as the car shot upward. Her elbow had jammed into a vest front and she flushed scarlet with confusion as she heard a muttered and quite involuntary “Ouch!” at the impact. As she stumbled out at the 11th floor she turned to find young Mr. Dunbar at her heels, “Was it—oh, it WAS you I bump2d so hard @ minute ago!” erfed Susan, overcome with embar- rassment and shaken out of her shyness by the realization. “It—uh—was nothing,” said the young man, smiling with a flash of white teeth fu a tanned face, Susan had time to observe the perfection of his white dotted dark blue cravat before the swinging door into the anteroom opened to admit them. Mr. Block, head of the school, frowned at them and signaled omi- ously at the accusing clock in the center of the room. “Don’t worry about ft. I'm not Dermanently injured.” the young man had time to whisper before Susan vanished; very much flus- tered, into the confines of the dies’ dressing room, : The morning passed more quick- ly than usual. Susan's half-hour of study on the street car stood her in good stead. She passed the spell. ing tests without an error and Miss Allen was almost affable. To make matters more interesting Robert Dunbar smiled at her as she re- turned to her seat after a trium. phant bout with dictation. “Made a killing, haven't yout” whispered Helen Marshall, observ. ©/932 BY NEA SERVICE INC. | ing the interchange of glances. Susan shook her head, faintly frowning. It wouldn’t do to per- mit the gossipy Helen, friendly as sho war, to start that sort of talk. eee Bt at noon as Susan waited for Helen in the downstairs foyer young Dunbar intercepted her. “Going to lunch?” he inquired pleasantly. It was by way of being purely a rhetorical question since lunch was the obvious order of the moment, s Susan smiled at him, her eyes widening under the brim of her dark hat. “I’m waiting for my seat- mate,” she said. “She couldn't get on the elevator with me.” “Do come along with me, won’t you? 1 hate to lunch alone,” begged the young man. “It’s rather stiff, the way we all stand on cere mony at that dump upstairs. I know your name—and 1 suppose— I hope you know mine.” The girl nodded. “But I must wait for Helen,” she protested half- heartedly, The tall young man shrugged. “Don’t you do that every day?” Susan caught her lower lip be tween her teeth, debating the mat- ter. But the problem was solved for her because at that moment Helen Marshall emerged from a packed car, gigzling and talking eagerly to two girls from the ad- vanced class, The three passed out of the lobby without even noticing Susan and her companion. “There, what did I tell yout” asked the tall young man in the gray cuit, masterfully taking Su. san’s arm. “She's forgotten about you already. Do come along. I'll be everlastingly in your debt. I'm bored with life and need someone to talk to.” Susan was conscious of a tre mendous inward excitement, Things did seem to be happening to her after all just when she had given up tho glorious possibility! For a split second her mind, automatical- ly trained to this reflex, registered the thought: What would Aunt Jes sie say? She knew Aunt Jessie would not approve. This adventure would come under the head of “Gallivant- ing with strange young men.” Susan looked up at the young man striding beside her, trying to suit his steps to hers. The girl vbed “ Bokat edition Venus, but obert Dunbar seem: narily tall. ot Serene “Well, what do you say?” ing blue eyes met setloge Bee ones. To the boy it might have seemed the merest casual encount- er. To the girl the occasion was one of tremendous drama, “Vil come,” she said shyly, ked his elf; moles, a Dut his hand anlar ber the merest suggesti tective masculinity, at ‘ ah He steered her into the great door way of @ marble palace, “This isn't much,” Dunbar sata in apology. “Lots of gtit and gin. gerbread but it’s decent and the food’s not bad. And we've only, three-quarters of an hour.” ‘ jusan opened her wider. “Not bad,” indeodt Ste Trad for the frst time in her young wi le sacred He “Splendide.” slid: low she bung back looking with dismay at her shabb; diary y, coat and “I—I'm not dressed to lunch here,” she faltered, peony red with Young Dunbar took her arm with @ gentle but compelling pressure, iogh ene he said firmly. “You arming and "1 ee cermin, you're lunching (To Be Continued) X it has been found that seafish con-.b | \ © p