The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, August 19, 1933, Page 4

The Bismarck Tribune i) “Tae STATE'S OLDEST ¢ NEWSPAPER (Established 1873) Published by The Bismarck, Ti une Company, Bismarck, N. ant entered at the postoffice at Bismarck 8 second class mail matter. GEORGE D.-MANN President and Publisher Subscription Rates Payable in - Advance q120 Daily by carrier, per year ....... Daily by mail per year (in Buss Daily by mail per yet ito Bismarck) outside ee eecesceese Daily by mail outside of North Weel y mail }, per year ‘Weekly by mai] in state, three YOATS ..ccceseecesvsee seeseseee 260 ‘Weekly by mail outside of North Dakota, per Year .......e00. 1.50 Weekly by mail in Canada, per Year ..reeesecesees fom 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 herein. All rights of republication of all other matter herein are also reserved. Crime Doesn’t Pay Recent hapenings justify the mor- alist in raising again the banner of “Crime Doesn’t Pay.” There have been many times in recent years when this copybook maxim seemed outmoded. For a time it appeared as though crime really did pay, that the man who worked for a living and kept to the straight and narrow path was foolish in comparison with the citizen who drew easy largesse from bootlegging and racketeering. Who hasn’t wondered, as he went, about his daily tasks, why he kept. his nose to the grindstone when bootleggers and others engaged in illegal occupations drove fine cars and appeared to take life easy? These times and recent happenings furnish the answer with a vengeance. Bootlegging no longer is a prosper- ous business, Our poor relief lists contain the names of many who fat- tened on ill-gotten gains only a few years ago. Many of the “big-shots” have been reduced to poverty. Some not because England’s fleet was in- adequate—but simply because such things are an inevitable part of mod- ern warfare. The only sure way to avoid them is to avoid war itself. Jobs Come First ‘The importance of the govern- ment’s insistence that the current economy program for the railroads must not at this time bring with it @ reduction in thé number of rail- road employes is shown by figures dealing with railroad employment during the last two months. Since June 1, according to reports received by Joseph B. Eastman, fed- eral railroad coordinator, class 1 railroads have shown a net gain in employment of more than 65,000 men. Any economy program carried out at the expense of personnel would speedily wipe out this gratifying gain and substitute for it an actual loss; and that such a change would not fit in at all with the general recov- ery program is too obvious to nced stating. ‘That railroad payrolls are rising is @ cause for deep gratification. It is to be hoped that this tendency can be continued. Flying Upside Down That California flyer who set a new world’s record by sailing around in his airplane upside down for a flight of 125 miles may have accom- plished something that no other fly- er ever did before, but it is a little bit difficult to see just how he has added anything very definite to the science of aviation itself, Daring flyers discovered a long time ago that the average plane can turn over on its back without fall- ing. Stunt flyers have elaborated on the feat, and the ability to cruise about bottom-side up for a short time 4s probably useful to army combat flyers, who have to get used to per- forming all sorts of odd tricks. But outside of those restricted fields the stunt doesn’t seem very useful. Aviation as a science is just about where it was before this in- verted flight of 125 miles was begun. Plenty of Gold Anyone who has been disturbed by the fear that the ‘nation’s currency was not backed by an adequate sup- are behind prison bars. For a time kidnaping appeared to ‘be an easy method of getting money for the man with nerve and brains. Now it appears a fool’s business. Too many kidnapers have been cap- tured recently to make the game at- tractive for even the most daring. Bank robbery also has suffered its) reverses, the latest being the death of @ man in Minnesota because ‘of the bravery of a girl. Retribution always has caught up with the ban- dit gangs sooner or later and in re- cent weeks it has been sooner. All of which brings joy to the heart of him who likes to believe in the accepted standards of morality. A few years ago we had a conscious feeling of uncertainty when we said “honesty is the best policy.” We even cringed a little lest the Younger generation come back with one of those significant “Oh, Yeahs.” But now it is different. We can say it and mean it and expect any well-informed individual to agree with us, A Pair of Posters Down in Topeka, Kansas, there lives a preacher, Charles M. Sheldon by name, who was irked every time he went into the postoffice and saw displayed there those intriguing signs inviting the youth of the dis- trict to “join the navy and see the world” or to “join the army and get an education.” The reason for the Rev. Mr. Shel- don’s displeasure was that it showed the United States government is defi- nitely on the side of things militar- istic, that 1t would inspire young men with the lust for war. And then the Rev. Mr. Sheldon got an idea. He wrote to the state de- partment and obtained permission to place beside these lurid posters one of his own. On it he displayed the text of the Kellogg pact to outlaw war. The poison and the antidote were thereby placed side by side, so to speak, It is Just as well. The Kellogg pact is as much a fairy story as those re- cruiting posters and the recruiting Posters give as inaccurate an idea of life in the army or navy as the Kel- loge pact does abgqut the peace of the world. . The man who has served in the army or navy knows half the posters are “hokum.” ‘The man who has ob- served the world arming itself to the teeth cannot help but place the Kel- logg pact in the same class, Japan’s Mistaken Idea ‘That three-day sham battle held in ply of gold will be relieved by news that the federal reserve banks now hold more of the yellow metal than at any time during the year, and more than at any time during the two prosperous years preceding the 1929 collapse, Holdings have increased during the year by $400,000,000 to reach a total Of $3,500,000,000, which is more than the reserve banks have had at any Previous period during their 20 years of operation. Total gold stocks of the country, which includes amounts held by the treasury, are $4,320,000,000, It may be puzzling to understand why, with all the gold that is avail- able, the country remains off the gold standard. Whatever the answer is to that question, it is comforting to know that the gold is there. Editorial Comment Editorials printed below show the trend of thought by other editors, ‘They are published without regard self-addressed envelope is enclosed. WE HAVE QUACKS IN OUR BEST HOSPITALS Why don’t we have anything on the subject of insomnia, inquires a reader. ‘Have watched closely since subscribing for the paper. I have had it for four years and haven't found any relief, and it has gradually become so that I can’t get sleep without drugs and even they don’t help as they should. Doctors in the. Hospital diagnosed it ag nerves and gave me (the latest nerve-depressant). Won't this be- come harmful in time? Which is better in insomnia, to keep quiet or to exercise actively out in the open? (A. W.) The hospital the correspondent names is a large institution which is well advertised by the skilful pub- Ucity of some of the doctors connect- ed with the institution. ’ This art of becoming “well known” 4s one distinction between the reput- able physician and the quack. If the doctor knows how to get the de- sired publicity without appearing to pay for it, he is an eminent man in, the profession. If he honestly pays for his publicity, he is a quack. I don't think much of that test. to whether they agree or disagree with The Tribune's policies. Code for Radio Listeners (Washington Star) Of course, Rome was not built in a day and one cannot expect every- thing. But when will the N. R. A. get around to the fundamental things of life and preseribe individual codes of human conduct that will facilitate the art of living? There should be a code—a blankety-blank code—for ra- dio listeners. For instance— I agree not to run my radio con- tinuously for more than forty hours (eastern standard time) in any one day. I agree to adjust the volume con- trol so as not to disturb those of my neighbors who live more than one block away. I agree to turn on the radio only when so directed by a majority of those present and voting. I agree that when a next door neighbor is ill, not to turn on the radio, provided the attending physi- clan shall certify that said neighbor's temperature is 104, his pulse 150 and his respiration undetected. I agree to refrain from insisting upon telling unwilling and highly bored friends what I heard on the radio last night, I agree not to ask, “Whadja think of Roos’velt’s speech last night” un- less guaranteeing that time shall be given for an answer and that the answer will be respectfully received and that no physical violence will be to in case-the listener did not think it was so hot. I agree that when a timid neighbor at 3:15 8. m. gently asks if the radio Say my radio as I would like to do unto yourn.” That, of course, is only the bare outline of a code, but if Gen. John- and about Toklo recently for the/s0n asked for additions and amend- “spiritual education” of the Japanese| ments he would get plenty of them. People seems to have been designed to show that only through possession | ers, of a dominant navy can the Japa- Suitable emblems, such as a starling Tampant, could be awarded the sign- nese escape the terrors which a new! ‘The nice flavor in those Norwegian war might inflict on the civilian| sardines caught and packed in New populace, England is from the Italian olive To a certain extent, of course, that|/oil made from Georgia cotton seed. may be true, But the militarist is given to overstating his case, and he| ‘The London Economic Conference Seems to have done so in this in-| was only two-thirds a failure. It stance. was not @ conference and it was not The faet that England had, over-| economic, but it was in London, whelmingly, the world’s greatest fleet during the World war did not! Carveth Wells, explorer, says there] save London from the horror of air+/are fish in the Malay jungle swamps | berdment by hostile cruiser squad- rons, English women and children | raids, It did not even save her|that can wink an eye. Possibly | North sea coastal towns from bom-| signifying, “Tell us another.” The machine age: “Drive with cau- ‘Were blown to bite in their homes,/tion, equipment at work.” I know we have quacks holding the favored positions in most of our best hospitals. This correspondent’ prob- ably paid a good round fee for what- ever attention he received in the hos- Pital or the clinic. After all he got & quack diagnosis and a quack pre- scripition. “Nerves”, says the quack, when he doesn’t know what is the matter. Dope he prescribes when he desires to make the patient think he is better no matter what the trouble may be. We have answered the very ques- tions the correspondent asks, no} in one article but in many. Perhaps he failed to read them because we didn’t label them “For Insomnia.” In his place I should first go to @ plain everyday practitioner, one who practices under his own name, not a clinic parasite or a hospital quack, and ask him for a medical examination, whatever examination or particular tests the doctor might deem advisable. This would give a real doctor something to work on. It would give him at least a clue to the cause of the sleeplessness or other complaints. Then he could pre- scribe treatment intelligently, instead of filling me with the latest dope to benumb the sensorium. In a general way actual work, play or exercise in the open air favors sound sleep, and-sedentary or indoor white collar occupation—well, it uses 80 little energy that the individual needs little sleep. Credit it to my hard boiled attitude or just my ignorance, but I believe if such sufferers as our friend A. W. were sentenced to six months on the county farm and denied all hypnotic or nerve-sedative medicine, they'd sleep as well as honest laborers after &@ week or two of honest living. A. W. asks about horseback riding. That is o. k., but if he can possibly afford it I sincerely believe he will find three to six miles of oxygen on PERSONAL HEALTH SERVICE By William Brady, M. D. Signed letters pertaining to personal health and hygiene, not to disease treeteird or treatment, will be answered by Dr. Brady if a stamped, 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. > the hoof — A. W.’s hoofs — a better Prescription. QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS Recovery From Tuberculosis For a consumptive who must forego hospital treatment, are there any up- to-date semi-technical books that would be helpful to him, regarding details of taking care of himself? (A. R. B.) Answer—Yes, Brown's “Rules for Recovery” (Lea & Febiger), Webb & Ryder’s “Recovery Record” (Paul B. Hoeber), and Atkinson's “Lessons on Tuberculosis and Consumption” (Funk & Wagnalls) are fine books. Then you will get excellent help from the monthly magazine, “Journal of the Outdoor Life” published by the Na- tional Tuberculosis association. The essential of first importance is to have @ good doctor to advise you about your care at home. The Itch of the Washed. It is humiliating to confess that I suffer intensely from itching all over, especially after a bath , . (Mrs, T. .) Answer—Well, call it bath pruritus if you think itch sounds too vulgar. Send a stamped envelope bearing your @ddress and for for monograph on pruritus. Corrective Protective Regimen. ‘Two or three years ago you pub- lished @ regenerative regimen for adults past their prime and beginning oC show degenerative changes . . (H. i) Answer—It is included in the book- let “Guide to Right Eating.” Ask for Pugilist & copy, inclose a dime and a stamped envelope bearing your address. (Copyright 1933, John F. Dille Co.) IN t NEW | YORK t New York, Aug. 19.—(4)—Mean- derings: You've heard about the “reefer man” in some of Harlem's hi- de-do songs, but maybe you didn’t know that the police are very anxious to meet him. A reefer man is a boot- legger of cigarets made from the weed called marihuana, and reefers + AUS 108. _| 1812-Us. Constilution captures British frigate Guerriere. 79: James Russell Lowell appoin US. —— to 10%4-Motion-picture Company produces. Succe. stu fm which| is nob lowed. Six more films ¢ the same kind. WHICH SIGN OF THE ZODIAC 1S THIS ? WHAT 1S THE WORLDS LONGEST RAILROAD ? 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For example, the “art school” idea has been intro- duced here—next to a taxi dance hall near Broadway, and, more apprap- Priately, in Greenwich Village. Men who pay their quarters uptown are made to sit at easels with paper and charcoal while they gaze upon a gang- ling blonde well swathed in silver cloth. The “teacher” is Erno Bakos, the Hungarian artist, who seems to have come upon hard times ... In the Village place, which used to be a tea room, the “students” simply pay their admission, gawk at a demi-nude damsel on the model stand, and walk out muttering that they might better have ‘gone to a burlesque show.... ¢ * Oe * BOOTLEGGED EAGLES Blue Eagle placards are being coun- terfeited and sold for $1 each . . The Jig-saw puzzle business seems to be going to pieces as the fad wanes. One factory is being picketed by strikers Protesting @ wage cut .. . Before next Christmas two plays by Eugene O’- Neill will have been offered in the Broadway showshops. The dour dra- matist hasn't had a play since “Mourning Becomes Electra,” so the Theater Guild is especially happy to have been presented with twins in these barren times... Word from Lon- don has it that Noel Coward, back from his travels, is doing a musical while. bangs and most of whimsies, she’s back in the movies and glad of it... Joe Weber, who was 66 the other day, cackles glee- fully that beer- ing appreciation of the Weber and Germanic dialect hu- mor. He never has understood any- way why it wasn’t better than the Jolson-to-Jessel-to-Holtz (and so on around the circuit) type of gagl that has been in vogue for jan comedy. And that John Drinkwater are law abiding; and the people are is read; “a & CHAPLIN’S AUTOBIOGRAPHY In the two years since he made his writing iis suteblegrepty ss And I iting autobiography ... the grow-/ anyone has been wondering, here's a report on Coleen Moore, who retired ‘in 1929; after studying sculpture, prac- ticing music, riding bicycles and go- lying a play about Jerusalem at jlaw abiding because law enforcement the time of Christ ... Pearl Buck's to convinee any addict that he is|next book, by the way, is to be a either the Emperor of Ethiopia or the/ translation of a 200-year-old Chinese Lord Mayor of Harlem, or both .. .| classic is swift and certain.—Police Chief P. J. Billitoe of Glasgow, Scotland. xe # From now on, business will play ac- cording to fair rules.—PresidentHen- ty I. Harriman, U. 8. Chamber of Commerce. xk x ‘The unmarried woman earning her living has stood out like a shining star.—Judge Florence E. Allen, Ohio supreme court. * * * ing fishing, she got bored and turned | wren Srohibition goes out, tase lously to the stage for a Now, having abandoned her her little-girl Fields brand of ** * ALIAS MR. ROCKEFELLER If the young law clerks around town were to vote on which of their number is Most Likely to Succeed, the choice would probably go to Larry Spelman, who does chores in the offices of Mil- bank, Tweed, Hope and Webb, on Broad Street. Larry, it turns out, is really 23-year-old Laurance Rocke- feller, son of John D. ar. He ap- Plied for the job himself and was Proud to have landed it without pa- rental influence, choosing the incog- nito so he wouldn’t be bothered or patronized by people. He thought of Spelman because it was the maiden name of his maternal grandmother. Foy Law enforcement (in Britain) is Telatively simple because the People | discouraged by the overhead. is_stimulat- ‘perance will come into its own. Pro- hibition made us forget about tem- Perance, but soon we'll forget about prohibition.— Chairman Edward P. Mulrooney of New York state’s alco- holic beverage control commission, FLAPPER FANNY SAYS: Many a social climber {s soon SYNOPSIS Young and beautifal Patricia Braithwait adored her father so much that she was willing to sacri- fice love and happiness to insure his future independence by marry- ing middle-aged Hi i his wealth. It wi who suggested that Pat marry wealth, warning that “the glamour of love wears off”. Pamela spoke from experience; her own marriage to handsome Jimmie Warren, a young lawyer, was becoming dull. Jimmie, furious at Pat’s engage- ment, awakens to the realization that he, himself, cares for her. Pat, with youth’s optimism, hopes in vain that the young camper whom the only knows as “Jack”, and saw only once, will rescue her from Blaine. Jimmie finds her in the g: den, sobbing. He takes her in his arms and, in despair and hungry for love, she permits him te kiss her. Next day Pat breaks her en- gagement. Pamela is suspicious when, immediately following Pat's broken engagement, Jimmie offers to loan Pat money to study art. Pat’s father declines Jimmie's of- fer, saying his insurance (which he would not touch for himself but felt justified in using for his daughter's career) was adequate for her needs. He plans to take Pat to Paris. One 1G FEATURES’ S minute Patricia feels she cannot |’ leave Jimmie, and, the next, she leathes him for the kiss experience ef the previous night. Then Jack arrives, Pat thinks—if he had only come yesterday, for, today, he is too late and it is Jimmie she wants. Jack explains he stayed away be- — her “good-bye” seemed se ina! = CHAPTER SIXTEEN Eagerly leaning toward her, all the strong fine markings of his face in clear outline, he appeared un- substantial, dreamlike, part of the haunting quality of the tropical aight that would vanish with the tising sun, That odd sense of unreality, which had enthralled her the previ- ous day, again enveloped her like a fog.... There was something fabu- lous about the tall waiting form, th ire head like polished ebony, the clear shining eyes like dark Gres glowing. A vague panic stirred in her lest she awaken before the end of this poignant dream was reached. She wanted to go on with it; to digcover the elusive and troubling charm of this man who gave one an exciting sense of familiar strangeness, and breathless waiting over a chasm of revelation, A pulsing quality of adventure {n ambush reached ghostly arms to her. She felt flattened out, indiffer- ent to all the past; all the future tecret point of strangeness that. sank and settled over her, at once aumbing and exhilarating, sapping her will, and daring her to reckless activity. “I don't know you,” she said. “I never spoke with you before yester- day; yet somewhere, some time I feel as if I knew you, with perhaps another voice. It’s absurd. And out- rageous to run away to sea with a man whose very name is unknown to me. You may be a bandit who Though if you clever bandit you must know that there’s nothing but a caving bit of land with a piti- ful shack on it to offer in return for me. Perhaps you are Louisiana’s legendary LaFitte, who, it is sai never married and never died; just disappeared over the sea from which he first appeared to romantic Creoles, But it doesn’t matter who you are or what you are, or if you are. I fell asleep yesterday on the beach; or was it last year, or years ago in my childhood? And I made you up out of dream stuff. Some- body awakened me before the dream ended. I have again falle: asleep and the dream has come will carry me away for ransom.|particl ‘SYNDICA’ AACIDONALD EMMY “Oh, you adorable infant!” he exclaimed, as he drew her swiftly down te the white beach. back to me. I must find out the end this time—before you vanish' for- ever. low .chuckling laugh escaped him. Whereupon the wind sprang’ up as a cue. The dark garden be- hind them shook out its foliage in whispering laughter. The little watchmen in the sky wagged their pinpoint lanterns at the big lasy moon. And the sea raced gaily over ‘the sand. “Gh, you adorable infant!” He drew her swiftly down to the white beach. “But I must warn you,” he said, “this dream has no end. It began with creation and its end|asked, would be chaos.” He helped her into the boat, then poling clear,of the shallows he shipped the oar and bent over the motor. With a loud sputter the boat: headed straight out from land, tear- ing into breakers, flinging up cur- tains of spun glass on each side. Languorously deep in bright cush- ions, their colors vivid in the moon- to expect or even wish for him— had left her spent, empty of all feeling, all thought save an intense awareness of the night’s fantastic and improbable beauty. She thought fleetingly of Jimmie and her brief hour of madness as of | The something that had happened long ago. Back there in the ballroom she had been sick with pain and shame over his failure. And now it was all gone. Spray stung her face like flying les of snow. A throbbing vi- braney tingled along her relaxed body. Where were they going? And who was this man who drew her the realm of dreams where moon- id,| light roofed one’s world, and the unstable sea floored it? This un- known man who piloted her through the vast unknown toward an un- mown end; who had power to com- mand her, yet, who stisred in her no emotion for himself. She turned this over in her mind, fingering it, trying to explain it, indifferent to explanation, . She watched the lean cat-like grace of him, crouching over the motor, sending the dory nose up like @ bird over the swells. They had left the charging breakers be- hind. And the sea as if jealous of its outlying privacy flung high rollers of tarnished silver in their path, Small molten mountains that threatened to overwhelm them. Presently they settled down to a multitude of dark serpents writhing together, striking at the small craft that braved them, but spending their power in their own entangle- ment. ... Jack turned off the motor and stood up, smiling down at her. “When do we descend to yor kingdom, son of Neptune?” sl making room for him among the cushions, “Not, Fair daughter of Aurora, till we have plighted our troth be- fore the Mistress of the Sea.” He made a gesture toward the swim- ming moon, “She is a jealous guar- dian of my father’s kingdom.” Possessing himself of one of her hands, he stretched out his long legs and lay back gazing up at cloud draperies held together by the silver brooch of the moon. Nei- ther spoke. There was no need for speech. Life had resolved itself into & mighty chorus, soft and low, but filling the universe. It was as if they had stepped out of turbulent pe into magic eternity of peace. lis dark eyes turned gi to her, “This is the Eases Ney, Mostly Pat, The top of the world. wind is swaying our treetops.” “The reason I know you aren’ real,” she smiled up at him, “is be- cause you remind me of my father. There couldn’t be another like him. He's different from any other mag, You are the spirit of his youth, which accounts for my feeling that T’ve known you a long time.” She turned his hand, palm up, and trailing one finger over the callouses, said, “Tell me about them. Why are they like that? And who are you? It doesn’t matter, but if by chance you shouldn't dis- appear entirely before sunrise ¢ shall want to introduce you to my father. And fathers are particular about knowing names and having rt! oddly. Well, it seems a shame. Because it’s quite certain my name wasn’t Jack Laur- ence when’ long ago. And Lente, Mostly Pat © 1932, wy fo 7 Continued) atures eran I SI ks