The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, June 8, 1932, Page 4

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(Official City, State and County | Newspaper) Foreign Representatives SMALL, SPENCER, BREWER (Incorporated) i eal NEW YORK BOSTON | _ The Guide Card Battle North Dakota politics becomes more | involved as the state moves toward} the primaries of June 29. There is| the waving of a magic wand and new parties appear. There are many fac- tions within the Republican ranks, as the guide cards indicate. In fact, the pre-primary development of greatest interest at present writing is “The Battle of the Guide Cards.” A voter calling for a Republican “ballot will be presented with the fol- lowing situation as his eye sweeps the card placed in the booth for his guid- ance. He has one of several choices. Under the general Republican classi- fication are the following factions: Progressive Republican ticket; the I. V. A. endorsement and the Real Re- publicans. As for the two latter, their tickets are identical from top to bot- tom but they have two places on the guide card. There is a slight difference between the Nonpartisan and the Progressive slates. Adherents of these filings dif- fer only on governor, lieutenant gov- ernor and one congressman. As for the Democrats, until recently there*promised to be but one designa- tion on the guide card, but politics} works in a mysterious way its wonders | to perform. Out of the clear sky, of | in a smoke-filled room, there is born, ; a political fledgling known as the} “Jeffersonian Democrats.” They want their place in the sun, too, and ask for | a designation on the guide card, thus | confusing and confounding that party | alignment so harmoniously arranged at New Rockford. The Jeffersonians | have their own candidates for gover- nor, United States senator and con- | gress, Otherwise the New Rockford | endorsements are given the Jeffer- sonian stamp of approval. Of course the guide card reflects po- | litical jockeying and manipulation | possible under our “grand primary” system. The last legislature passed the Ham- ilton-Halvorson guide card legislation with the ostensible intent at least of | clarifying North Dakota politics and assisting the voter to find his faction’s | candidates. On the face of the law, the guide card is intended to be in- formative and, if not manipulated by designing political leaders, should be; a help to the voters. As the trend is now, the voters may find their guide cards as confusing as the ballots. The law is phrased rather broadly for it provides a place on the guide card for any candidate endorsed by a state-wide faction or a party organi- zation. The word “political faction” takes in a lot of territory as the fil- ings for the guide card clearly indi- cate. The only restriction is found in the word “state-wide.” A law that promised to clarify mat- ters is being used now to confuse the| voters. To befuddle rather than to) \ | guide seems the promise of this new-| _ fangled primary device. Too Many Brookharts 1] Henry Field, nurseryman of Shen-/ andoah, Ia., has defeated Senator | Smith W. Brookhart, arch foe of “Big Business” and enemy of President ‘Hoover. His opponent, known over the air to many in the Northwest as @ persistent and insistent announcer selling everything from seeds to mon- key wrenches via that route, took strenuous issue with Brookhart on one main Issue: that of nepotism. He read the record showing that in addi- tion to Senator Brookhart there were five other Brookharts, relatives of the His slogan was, if Henry Field is elected there will be only one Field on the payroll. It was a colorful cam- paign. Both candidates went after “pig business” without gloves. Field Brookhart with filling lyceum lecture dates when he should be in the sen- ate representing the embattled farm- ers of Iowa. He told the electors that Brookhart drew mileage for one trip arriving there for the last day of the senate’s sessions. It was a campaign of small issues but ones apparently of vital import to the farmers. Sometimes a very small and insignificant issue brings about a startling defeat'in politics. So it was in Iowa where the tall corn grows. Significant Developments Sentiment toward the repeal or re- submission of the 18th amendment is crystallizing throughout the nation. This is reflected in the news reports of the week. John D. Rockefeller, Jr., who has made the largest monetary contribu- 0/ tion to the Anti-Saloon league, in a letter to President Butler of Colum- bia university comes out definitely for repeal. There is no hedging in his utterances. He refuses to beg the is- sue under the plea of resubmission, but voices his hope that the major parties will adopt a repeal plank. Daniel Poling, one of the outstand- ing dry workers of the nation, a mem- ber of the dry flying squad which vis- ited Bismarck recently, has resigned as chairman of the Allied Forces for Prohibition, and urges resubmission. but aligns himself against any repeai or revision. Militant drys are oppos- ing resubmission actively but not as militantly as they are fighting repeal measures. Adoption of repeal planks is prob- ably too much to expect of the major political parties. Out of the various discussions at the national conven- tions will come at best a compromise attitude on this issue. At this writ- ing party leadership in the Republican and Democratic ranks points to a re- submission plank without any attempt to put the parties on record for or against repeal of the 18th amend- ment. The position of Poling and Rocke- feller is a significant trend, reflecting as it does public sentiment toward na- tional prohibition. It is generally ad- mitted by most students of public af- fairs that enforcement of the dry laws has been a failure. Some other way out must be found and as a first step toward that solution, a popular refer- endum or submission of the issues is imperative. What Shall We Use for Money? An increasing volume of expert opinion holds that it is possible to stabilize silver and still avoid infla- tion. As the commercial machinery of the world grows more complicated and higher-geared, gold is less and less able to keep it going. Under present conditions, whole nations, with tre- mendous populations, are unable to buy in this and other countries, sim- ply because their money metal, silver, has lost most of its purchasing power. What the ratio should be between gold and silver can be decided by in- vestigation. But this much is becom- ing apparent to the average citizen— when the bulk of gold is held by two countries, France “and the United States, and when silver is selling at unprecedentedly low levels, we are headed for international chaos. Bring- ing silver “back” might be a long step toward the permanent solution of the difficulties now perplexing all the great nations. The fact that the situation is seri- ous is the outstanding reason for it having the unbiased and unselfish consideration of the best minds in the leading countries of the world. Old Bills Still Out The old-fashioned, large-sized bills which constituted the paper money of the United States until a few years ago have practically disappeared from circulation, Most of us do not see one of those bills from one year's end to another. It comes as a surprise, therefore, to \learn from Representative Cochran of Missouri that no less than $538,000,000 of this large-sized money is still in | circulation. | That, perhaps, is hardly the way to put it. It isn’t in circulation. If it were in circulation it would vanish, for whenever one of those bills lands in a bank it is retired and replaced by a small-sized note. Editorials printed below show the trend of thought by other editors. They are published without regard or disagree to whether they agr policies. with The Tribune’ A Difficult Decision (Minneapolis Tribune) velt takes consideration of the facts involved. mayor. turns he will, of course, be act tried to out-Brookhart Brookhart in his defense of the farmers. opponent’s candidacy, Field referred to Brookhart’s election appeals as the “same old baloney.” record and Judge Seabury’s of the testimony, that : Editorial Comment | Whatever action Governor Roose- in the case of Mayor Walker it is not in the cards that he will be given credit for a decision based on an impartial and judicial Even Mr. Roosevelt's bitterest politi- cal enemies must concede that he has been forced into an extremely delicate and thoroughly unenviable position by the Hofstadter committee's investiga- tion of New York city’s Tammany Whichever way the governor of playing the sorriest and most self- ish sort of politics. If he decides, after studying the transcript of the analysis the facts do . When Brookhart made fun of Field’s| not warrant the removal of Mayor chicken-stew dinners to promote his | Walker from office, he will immedi- suspected of currying favor TALE OF THE LEFT-HANDED GIRL WHO HAD TO BE RIGHT My stammering reached a mortify- ing stage when I entered high school. High school was torture, but I don't know how I ever had the courage to go to college. College was not so bad, as they love to let students sit and listen. But teaching ruined me... So I took refuge in an office. Mother always complained I stood on the wrong side of the ironing board and I sewed the wrong way. Yet I never knew I was left-handed until my physical examination in college showed the left arm stronger than the right, although by that time the right was the more skillful. I was unable to learn to swim until my instructor suggested that I try it on the left side, and away I swam without further difficulty. Since I've been away from my par- ents’ home and have had a chance to do things without comment, I have sewed a great deal and’I believe I sew left-handed, but I'm not sure. As soon as I gave up teaching and began my present work I took a course in vocal exercises, such as you recom~- mend. I don't think it helped much. Then I began being psychoanalyzed |... it is a long drawn out process, I think it took over four years, and I’m not sure I'd recommend it unless lyou have a most honorable analyst, |for I can see how a patient might get more injury than benefit out of it... but finally I got rid of a lot of silly ideas as well as my stammering. I think now I must have loved my trou- | ble too much to part with it easily. Both my mother and my grand- mother always insisted that I use my right hand. Then later when I began stuttering I think my grandmother's constant reminder to speak slowly tended to make me more conscious of the abnormality in my speech. I don’t want any of my family or friends to know that I was ever so abnormal as to require psychoanalysis to restore me to ordinary life.—(T. H. A.) Maybe it is only coincidence that this girl was naturally left-handed 'and began stuttering when her mis- | guided teachers and parents compelled her to prefer the right hand for | skilled work. Maybe it is only’ coin- cidence that there are so many such coincidences. Even so, what sound reason can anybody give for forbidding a child to use the left hand for writing, draw- ing, and other skilled movements if PERSONAL HEALTH SERVICE By William Brady, M. D. Signed letters pertaining to personal health and hygiene, not to disease diagnosis, or treatment, will be answered by Dr. Brady if a stamped, self- addressed envelope is enclosed. Letters should be brief and written in ink. No reply can be made to queries not conforming to instructions. Address Dr. William Brady, in care of this newspaper. |stamped envelope bearing your ad-| lof, provided you make no unauthor- ized use of any personal name. Cryptorchidism That may never come to pass. (Copyright, John F. Dille Co.) AY Fonts WAR. AR BATTLE OF THE OISE On June 8, 1918, shortly before mid- night, the Germans, concentrating on a drive to the Marne, met a strong Allied force on the banks of the Oise and were repulsed after a terrific bat- tle. More than 400,000 men were massed on a 20-mile front, from Montdtdier to Noyon. North of this sector the Germans held the attention of Brit- ish troops by a constant pounding of gunfire. This battle, which was to wage back and forth for days, brought to light the fact that Germany was mobiliz- ing 16-year-old boys, old men and convicts in a last desperate effort to strengthen her weary troops. The first assault was made \on French lines near Hautebraye, be- tween the Aisne and the Oise, but the French successfully withstood the as- sault and even staged a counter at- tack. STORY’S END New York, June 8.—The end of this story, if ever there is one, rests with the New York and Pennsylvania bu- reau of vital statistics. The beginning has for its scene the rangy, tiled corridor of the U. S. post- office in Eighth - Avenue. There, through the days and the weeks, drift Son 1215 years old has displaced tes- ticle. Please send me the name of a good hospital, if an operation is nec- essary —(H. S.) Answer—You should be guided by the advice of your own physician who has examined the boy. If the gland is in the inguinal canal an operation is that is the hand nature ordains for such use? Because the majority of us (approx- imately 96 per cent) are naturally right-handed, should we mulishly de- | cline to recognize the four per cent who are naturally left-handed? The brain centers for fine move- ments of the fingers and hands are in the right cerebrum of a left-handed | person, in the left cerebrum of aj right-handed person. The brain cen- ters for muscles of speech are very close to those controlling skilled fin- ger movements. Interference with na- ture’s scheme of development may | confuse or disturb the fine nerve com- | munications between these control | centers, and that, in my opinion, is; the explanation for the apparent ten- | dency to bring on stuttering if you; force the left-handed child to prefer | his right hand against nature. BEGIN HERE TODAY CHERRY DIXON, pretty, becor ed with Phillips wit! ents’ knowledge. She and Dan lunch together a are nbout to start a dri Cherry's road: reporter teljs Dan the has been trying to a newcomer says, “Dot what's happened?” NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER II “Opes could not hear what th | QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS i Ten Cents a Dance i Express my sincere appreciation for’ your advice on constipation habit. | When I had conned your little 10 cent booklet well I gave up all laxatives, | etc., stopped worrying, and now I am | cured! I believe freedom from worry | and the elimination of the tommyrot about “autointoxication” is a big fac- | tor in the cure. | Answer—It is not a cure. Just cor- | rection of a bad habit. Send a/ breath—seemed excited. flashed eagerly. dress, for advice on the management | of constipation. Inclose a dime if you | want the booklet, “The Constipation Habit.” i break it!” . “The Boss’ll be sore—!” Wrong Shop “Yeah? Tell him to jump in the I should like to know some of the} lake!” symptoms of gallstones or galibladde: ; The stranger hesitated. Dan infection, also what treatment you) stepped into the roadster and would give . . —(M. B.) | slammed the door, The other Answer—That may be, but I beg to; be excused from equipping you with such symptoms. This is a health serv- | ice. Protective Skin Cream for Machinists I have tried out the formula you published for a protective skin cream | and find it very satisfactory to lac-| quer workers and other engaged in! dirty work. As you gave it the for- mula calls for 4 pounds gum Arabic, 19 pounds soap chips, 74 pounds wa- ter, 2 pounds hydrous woolfat, 4 ounces acid red and 4 ounces oil of lemon- grass. Many who have used it re- quest more. Is there any reason why I should not make and distribute this | at a small profit? I cannot afford) to give it away.—(W. J. G.) - 1 Answer—No objection that I know j turned and disappeared through thi hotel’s revolving door. sigh, “that’s settled. Where're wi heading for—Stewart Road?” “Why didn’t you introduce you! friend?” “Dizzy? want to meet a guy like Dizzy. He’ the office nit-wit.” the roadster drew out into th THIS CURIOUS WORLD two men were saying. Dan had swung around with his back toward her. The newcomer—still short of He clung to Dan's arm and his gimlet eyes “But I can’t!” Phillips objected as he turned back to the roadster. He put one hand on the door, “I don’t know where she is and be- sides I've got a date and can’t “Now then,” said Dan with a Cherry looked at him inquiringly. Instead ofs replying she asked, Oh, say, you wouldn't Cherry had started the motor and street. Evidently the answer did not satisfy her, for she persisted: “Does he work on the News too?” “Thinks he does, Dizzy’s a pest!” There were several minutes during which the business of making head- anonymous millions calling anxiously at the general delivery window or dropping a bit of mail in the slots. Now and then, gathered along the writing counters, are a scattered few who seem to be scanning each pass- | ing face. Whatever the illiteracy fic: advisable now. If it is in the abdo-| stragglers belo! men, ordinarily it is best to wait un- til some complication calls for relief. ng to the charts. They cannot write. They are looking for & friendly, kindly face. When they see one, they'll go meekly over and ask —usually in broken English: “will you please write a letter for me? * % *& A friend from the middle west, & stranger in New York, who was thus approached, told me the story. The request came from an elderly Italian, who referred to himself as Tony. Tony operates an ice and wood peddling concern in a cellar in the East Twen- ties. ee | well—that’s New York for you! * # * i One town there is where Leonore Ulric and Sidney Blackmer appear without pay. It’s Blowing Rock, N.C. They were appearing there when this was penned. For it’s Blackmer’s home town and his _— still live there. * F. P. A. provides my favorite gag of the week. When the Roxy Theater went into the receiver's hands the other day, that wag referred to the incident as “The Fall or the House of Ushers.” And who was the nit-wit who added: “The hand of the re- ceiver is now quicker than the I. DEATH 5 0. Us!” “Say like this,” began Tony in stumbling English. “Say I want to ask whatever attends to people what are dead. Say I want to ask can they find some sisters of a nice old lady what is dead.” So began the letter to the bureau of vital statistics. Over one shoulder, Tony dictated as the corridor crowds flooded by. Up in a Bronx undertaking parlor, an elderly woman lay in death. Her STICKERS ZLNZEUZML ZPOZLUZEE body had been found in a dark hall ut of the above letters. see if you can bedroom of a tine apartment house. form three sixletter words, in which the Once she had had wealth. And then last four letters are the same and in the Tony had been a caretaker on her sameorder. estate. She had been kind to*him. He had never forgotten. A memorandum in her room had brought an officer to his cellar. The officer had read it to him, She had, seemingly, died penniless. This seemed incredible to Tony. He could remember her only as the mistress of a country place with gardens and a fine house. There must, he decided, be something wrong. Someone must have got her money— or something. Sitting on the dirty steps of his place of business, he had thought back. He had remembered that she had spoken of two sisters in Philadel- phia—or Pennsylvania—or something ier) that. If he only could reach em— FLAPPER FANNY SAYS: ‘REG. U.$. PA. FF. **# # JUST A LETTER So he rushed to the Bronx under- taking parlors. They were about to send the body to Potter's field, un- claimed! “No, no, I tell them,” said Tony. “I will find her sisters. Then it will all be fixed.” The undertaker had held the body —one, two, three days! Then Tony decided that the sisters might be traced. He would write a letter. And that was where my friend walked in. Just a stranger going in to mail a letter and winding up as party to a ures may be for Manhattan, these EAP YEAR BRID 6 e r “But, Dan,” Cherry interrupted, “if it’s so important don’t you think S)you should go back? Our ride doesn’t matter. We can’ go some other time.” Phillips shook his head. “It's my day off,” “he insisted sulkily, “Let some of the others work for a change. Besides I don't know where Inez is now—” “Do you know her?” “Sure. She was one of the wit- “Please let me come!” Cherry begged. strange and unfinished story. Oh, Bessel (©1932 oy Ma somes we. ing a part in something really ex- citing—something that would be in the newspapers—was a glowing prospect. It was too great for words. Cherry did uot even notice the change that had come over Dan. Half an hour earlier he had sworn he would let the News and the Malloy story go hang. Now nothing in the world seemed to matter to him except finding Inez Malloy. They reached Belmont road, turned. Phillips began to give di- rections. They swung into the wrong street once and the young man, cursed roundly. They passed rows of shabby houses, oil stations, dingy stores. A long stretch of ground where buildings had been torn down. It was an ugly, impov- erlshed part of Wellington that Cherry had never seen before. She had not known it @xisted. coe T= neighborhood became more dreary and less respectable. . Then suddenly it took a turn for the better. On either side of the. street three and four-story apart- ments appeared. Neat looking brick dwellings with curtained windows, All much alike. Corner stores that seemed more prosperous. This was Taylor avenue. “Almost there,” Dan said. “Slow up a little so I can watch the num- rs.” Obediently Cherry slowed the car. It was before o! f the more pretentious apartments that Phil- lips gave the signal to halt, “I’m going in here,” he said. “Inez is supposed to be with some friends named Baker. The dope is she didn’t know Duke was going to make a break for it today but I'm not sure. Anyhow I won't be gone (CHERRY sighed deliciously. Lost in thought, she did not notice how the time sped. They were such Pleasant thoughts. It was all of 15 minutes before the cigar store door opened and Dan reappeared. He crossed the sidewalk in three leaps, swung into the car. “Broadway!” he exclaimed, “East on Broadway. We've got to get to Taylor avenue—!” “But, Dan,” the girl interrupted, m coming with you!” “You can't, Cherry.” She put a hand on the door to way in the crowded street absorbed “ The girl's attention. Phillips seemed |esses during the trial. I went to] _ But ,,Dant What in the follow him. “Please let me!” she trying to affect a carefree manner, |S€¢ her a couple of times. Inez ise 2 begged. “I won't be any trouble, He was not quite successful. smart girl all right.” “Tell you later, Come on, we've/ Oh, please, Dan!” “Know what that sap wanted?”| “Does she—does she love him?” got to hurry!” Phillips shook his head. “I'm he demanded a moment later, “Said| “Smith? Oh, I suppose so. She| Only a moment did Cherry stare| sorry. You can’t come and I've got Bates expected mo to go to work.| testified for him.” blankly, It was all completely |to hurry—!” Can you beat that? On my day off! After I spent half the night chasing those kidnapers, too. Well, I won’t|'Tall and dark. do it, that’s all!” looking. “He seemed rather excited.” “ Dan’s answer was monosyllabic, almost a snort. eee HEY left Twelfth street, turning into a less crowded thorough- fare, Again Dan broke the silence, He said in a tone that tried to be casual: “Duke Smith broke out of jail this morning.” “Who?” “Duke Smith—the guy who robhed the Wellington National. He was in the county jail waiting to be | Whgt sent down to state prison. They only sentenced him Monday. Well, an hour ago he made his get-away!” “Was that what tl man you called Dizzy told you?’ Phillips nodded. Somehow the youngéman’s composure was uncon- vincing. Beneath it there was rest- lessness. “Bates wanted me to see Inez Malloy,” he explained. “She's Smith's girl friend.” i “And they wanted you to—to tell her he was gone?” Phillips smiled at such inno- cence. “Well, not exactly. Inez probably knew all about it before it happened. There’s a chance she and Smith are together. Not likely, but-@ chance. Anyhow the papers will be trying to get her to talk. “Is she pretty?’ Sort of Spanish stage and I guess she was.” as the words broke off. girl’s arm, out here—at the corner. thought of something. minute+!” in the world—? phones. telephoning? —all that she knew of it—w: strange and fantastic. The plac: tering at lunch. her!” ked at her— “Yes, if you like ’em like that. laims she used to be on the Phillips seemed in deep thought Suddenly, rounding a corner, he caught the “Cherry!” he half-cried. “Let me T just jack in a It was a corner cigar store into which Dan Phillips disappeared. Cherry watched him, wide-eyed. There was certainly nothing about the neigh- borhood to excite anyone. Mysti- fied, she waited. Then all at once she knew why Dan had gone. Tele- Of course that was it! There would be telephones in the cigar store. But to whom was ho She couldn't imagine. It was all strange, but then Dan's whole life he went, The things he did. A newspaper life. It was one of the reasons why from the very, first Dan Phillips had seemed so inter- A tender half-smile played about the girl's lps. Dan had beem flat- He had praised Cops too. That is, if they can find iad costume, The way he had meaningless except the fact that Dan wanted her to take him some- where, Somewhere in @ hurry. The motor was throbbing now. The roadster was off. Cherry in- creased the speed, driving expertly with the skill of long practice. They cut into Broadway, wide thor- oughfare of east-bound traffic.: A business district less prosperous than Twelfth street. Traffic lights were with them. The roadster was making good time. More than once the girl glanced at her companion but Phillips’ eyes were on the road. He seemed| Cherry smiled wistfully. Obedi- scarcely aware of her. Why didn't/ently she wheeled the car about to he explain where they were going?| the other side of the street. Then What they were going for? she ,watched Phillips disappear “I don't know where Taylor ave-|through the glass-paneled door. nue is, Dan. I've never been there.” | She parked the roadster as he had “Keep on until we hit Belmont | instructed, turned off the motor. road. Then turn left. I'll tell you.”| ‘Tensely she watched that door as He snapped out instructions as|the moments passed. They ticked though he were a commanding ofMf-|off on the tiny platinum watch cer. Instead of being offended|strapped to her wrist. Five min- Cherry caught the contagion of his utes. Ten minutes. Why didn't he earnestness, Something exciting | come? was ahead of them. The girl ™| Rebeiiion faded from the girl's sure of it! eyes to be replaced by anxiety. A red ight stopped them at an angsters, Dan had sald, “His mob intersection, Not until then did|-.- - lable to be around.” Ten min- the young man volunteer, “I thina| tes. Fitteen minutes. Twenty. Oh, I know where Inez is, Just got the| WHY didn’t Dan come? tip. She's Hable to leave any min-| | White-faced, the girl slipped trom ute though. That's why we've got|the roadster to the ground. She to hurry!” made her way across the street to There were a dozen questions on|the door of the building, Firmly the tip of Cherry’s tongue. They |*he grasped the knob, pulled back struggled for expression but she|the door and went inside. held them back. The thrill of hav- (To Be Continued) Her eyes clung to his appeal- ingly. Before she could speak Phillips went on impatiently, “My God, Cherry, don’t you understand? I can’t let you go into @ place like that!- Wouldn't let any girl go in there. I ought not to have brought you but I was a damned fool and forgot! Duke Smith’s a gangster and any of his mob are lable to be around here, Tell you what you do —drive over to the other corner and park. I'll hurry—won’t be gone more than 10 minutes. That’s the girl!” % ‘ bh hy 1 ‘ & 4 j ms @ «4 f Gia ! |