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4 ‘THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE, TUESDAY, JUNE 11, 1935 The Bismarck Tribunel/ An Independent Newspaper THE STATE’S OLDEST NEWSPAPER (Established 1873) State, City and County Official Newspaper ‘Published The Bismarck ss He,t eae a th bettie at Bismarck second class mail matter. i George D. Mann j President and Publisher Kenneth W. Simons Editor Archie O. Johnson Gecretary and Treasurer Daily by mail outside of North ‘Weekly by mail in state, per year Weekly by mail outside of North year Weekly by mail Member of Audit Bureau of Circulation Member of The Associated Press The Associated Press is exclusively entitled to tne ‘use for republication of all news dispatches credited to it or not otherwise credited in this peer 4 also the local news of spontaneous origin publish: of republication of all other matter hei ip All rig! are @lso reserved. i 1 Inspiration for Today And whoso shall receive one such little child in my name receiveth me—St. Matthew 18:5. . * The smallest children are nearest to God, as the smallest planets are nearest the sun.—Richter. Adventure’s Trails Who mourns the passing of the great days pf high adventure? The answer is none but the grey and aging whose spirits or arteries are too hardened to permit of participation in such affairs, whose eyes are too dim to know adventure when they see it. For proof one need only take note of the many camping trips which are being planned now that school is out for the summer. The tour of the Kiwanis-sponsored Boy feout troop to the Bad Lands and the Black Hills serves as illustration. Here we have 20 boys, under adult leader- Bhip, leaving home to “rough it” in unknown territory. What adult can understand the high hopes, the vague speculations, the secret fears which will inspire these young citizens? Who can guess what stories they will have fo tell upon their return, what experiences will befall them before Bismarck again looms in the distance. If an adult could only enter into the spirit of the occasion he would be transported back to the long ago when he and his own “gang” engaged in similar enterprises, if upon a less elaborate scale. If one’s heart remains young there always is adventure ahead at the turning of every corner, the coming of each new day. And romance blooms where it finds friendly soil. To the understanding heart it reaches its greatest fulfillment in nature, particularly in summer when Mother Earth dons her most at- tractive garb. “As a man thinketh in his heart so is he.” Adventure and romance are dead only for those {who wish it so. Sorry to Lose Him Formal announcement that Col. Louis Farrell has fbeen ordered to leave Fort Lincoln soon was not wholly wnexpected in Bismarck. Rumors to that effect had een in circulation for some time and the name of his Successor had been received here over the army grape- Vine intelligence system long before it was formally an- ounced, Bismarck, of course, will be glad to welcome Lt, Col. Zeonard. All of the commanders at Fort Lincoln have been men of fine character and @ credit to their pro- fession. This, however, will not dim the Capital City’s regret Bt losing the present commandant. He has directed the affairs of the regular army in this state during the Period of its greatest peace-time usefulness to us—and has done a bang up job of it, Under his direction the men of the OCC have been lothed, fed and otherwise cared for. One did not have fo be “on the inside” to know the energy and en- thusiasm which Col. Farrell brought to that task and the admirable manner in which he performed it, His enthusiasm and interest were contagious and it fis easy to believe that, had he not chosen arms as his profession, Col. Farrell would have made a notable civic leader. He certainly did much to make Bismarck Bonscious of the Fort and of its importance to this city. By doing so he helped to smooth the path of his succes- Sor who will find in Bismarck an alert and active citi- @enry ready to help with whatever plans he may evolve for developments at the post. Sports Debacle Few baseball seasons have witnessed such a hum- bling of the mighty as has occurred already in 1935. Babe Ruth, long the “Sultan of Swat,” has hung up hhis cleated shoes after an inglorious finale to a great career. He could not go on forever, of course, but the fact of his passing inevitably marks the end of a base- ball epoch of which he wag the living symbol. ‘The Dean brothers have given new evidence of how fleeting is fame and how unsubstantial are the glories of an athlete. Last summer and fall the Deans were fine pitchers. The mouthings of the great Diszy were tolerated and even applauded on the theory that he could back up his boasts, But batsmen of rival clubs have thought differ- ently. This year they apparently have taken keen de- light in hammering the offerings of the great one to far @orners. New halos shine with greater luster. The Deans, while too young to be labelled has beens, are rapidly getting themselves classed as just another pair of pitchers—and not too good at that, ~~ One of the lessons to be learned from their experi- ence is plain to all. The fellow who goes looking for trouble, as Mr. Jerome Herman Dean did by his ill- edvised remarks ‘during the winter, is quite likely to find it in unpleasantly large measure. ‘The man who was to take the place of the “Babe” fs baseball's most colorful figure is proving that he up to this responsibility. He has been able » to attract the attention but has had trouble in deliver- @: ‘Tribune Company, Bis- 7 Tugwell’s Foes Gloat Over Grief He Faces on Farm Job. Senators Gasp at Holding Company Setup... . ehind the Scenes in Washington WITH RODNEY DUTCHER Supreme Court Leaves Clean Slate. 8 8 Washington, June 11—Dr. Tugwell’s enemies are licking their chops. They suspect that the Rural Resettlement Adminis- tration will prove to be a millstone around the young doctor's neck. Many of Administrator Tugwell’s friends fear exactly the same thing. The RRA is his big part in the work-relief program. Secrecy veils the build-up and the planning activ- ities of the Tugwell organization, on the theory that the less said now, the better. One gathers from what seeps out that this is the most conspicuous piece of good judgment of which RRA can yet be accused. It’s nothing new to find a New Deal agency floun- dering around, seeking its bearings. But the character of the personnel being recruited for this one, with a very few outstanding exceptions, is such as to make Tugwell’s admirers break into frequent spasms of tears. No shabbier trick has been pulled in this administration than when the powers wished on Tugwell the expensive, mismanaged Subsistence Homestead program, which seems to stand as New Deal Mess No. 1. It appears now that Dr. Tugwell is trying to wish Subsistence Homesteads back on the Interior Department and it will be well for him if he is spared the headache of liquidating it. He will have enough grief without that. ee HOPE REX FOOLS FOES Barring a reversal of present form, most of the prize lemons in the disintegrating NRA will find jobs with Tugwell has been allocated $100,000,000 to date for his job of resettling, re-employing and rehabilitating strand- ed farm families. More will be available if he can get that spent. WORDS ALMOST FAIL Senator Burton Wheeler of Montana, in the public utilities bill debate: “Some of the bonds issued upon some of this watered stock will mature as late as the year 2800 and something. Future generations will be paying dividends for hun- dreds upon hundreds of years on outstanding watered stock and bonds.” Senator Robinson of Arkansas: “That is an astonishing statement.” Senator Norris of Nebraska: “All the state- ments about holding companies are astonishing; they are astounding.” It is commonly feared that Tugwell, as an adminis- trator, isa valuable presidential kdviser. Liberals, espe- cially, would hate to see him join the procession of reel Lada Johnson, Richberg, and others out of ficial life. ‘They hope Rex will fool them by making RRA some- thing other than s flop, | eee HIGH COURT EVEN UP The U. 8. supreme court folded up for the season with a clean docket. For three years it has been managing to dispose of all cases taken under advisement by the time of its last “opinion day.” During the susnmer the justices study writs of certiorari and petitions from those seeking. to bring cases before the court. Next big constitutionslity test of an administration measure probably will: be that of the AAA processing — eee HIT BY BACKFIRE University of Chicago grads employed in the New Deal gathered ammunition from government. records to use against a millionaire who charged their alma mater had become a hotbed of Communist 5 First they found the Food and Drug Administration had assessed a fine ‘against the gentleman for a product which the administration decided wasn’t all it should have been. ‘Then they learned that the wealthy critic was draw- ing a Spanish War pension of $10 a month from the government. Gleefully, they shipped the information out west. (Copyright, 1935, NEA Service, Inc.) With Other DITORS Mr. Lemke Rebukes President (Garnd Forks Herald) Congressman Lemke says in his Washington letter on the doings of congress that the hand of progress has been turned backward. The president vetoed the bonus bill and the senate sustained the veto. It is not over those two things, however, that Mr. Lemke seems to be most concerned, but over the fact that the president ap- peared in person to deliver his veto message. This Mr. Lemke describes as a doubtful practice, saying: Reprinted to show what they say. We may or ma not Horse and Buggy Days - at the - NATION'S CAPITOL | | DOLITICS Li Washington — The probably hasn’t had much opportun- ity to give it thought, but it is a fact the traditional “Roosevelt luck” didn’t entirely desert the president ‘when the supreme court nullified NRA codes in its momentous decision. The tribunal's death blow to the Blue Eagle also removed from the shoulders of Mr. Roosevelt the ne- cessity of eventually performing & task most disagreeable to him—spank- ing one or: the other of two aggres- sively loyal members of his official family who entertained widely diver- gent views on an important adminis- tration problem. ‘The two in question are Secretary Hull of the state department and George N. Peek, special adviser to the president on foreign trade and presi- dent of the Export-Import Bank. Their dispute concerned the best methods for reviving America’s for- eign trade. if Position Abolished ‘The secretary of state's contention is that barriers of quotas, tariffs and other obstacles to the free flow of in- ternational trade must be swept away before the depression can be conquer- ed. To this end, with the approval of the president, reciprocal trade agreements are being negotiated and made by the state department revolv- ing around the most-favored-nation clause. Peek, on the other hand, is a staunch advocate of special and ex- clusive bilateral trade agreements with other nations. His authority as special adviser to the president on foreign trade was set up under the recovery act which has been declared Some president in the future may be asked em! questions from the floor. ‘The chief executive's place is at the other end of Pennsyl- vania avenue, and he should not lower the re- ae his position by seemingly becoming a I t. In all probability any man who has attained the po- sition of president of the United States would be able to condyct himself with dignity quite free from embarrass- ment if a member of congress should be guilty of the rudeness of heckling the chief magistrate of the nation aur the performance of a constitutional duty by that official. As to the president's place being at the other end of the avenue, the constitution seems to be silent on point, The constitution says that the “shall from time to time give to the congress information of the state of the union, and recommend to their consideration such measures as he shall judge necessary and ex- pedient.” That is all that is said on the subject. As to how the president shall communicate his views to con- gress, that is left to his own discretion. When President Washington addressed congress in person it seemed not to occur to him that he was doing anything improper, and it has not been customary to consider him a lobby- ist. President Wilson made certain of his recommenda- tions to congress in person, as did his successor, Presi- dent Harding, and no dire consequences followed in either case, One may wonder what Congressman Lemke would have thought about it if President Roosevelt had ad- dressed congress in favor of the bonus bill instead of against it. Government is moving toward payment of New York's Civil War claims. From what we've heard of fed- eral red tape, the city’s to be congratulated. Germany's newest rearmament weapons are Pocket” torpedo boats. If are sincere Sevmmorst proposals, they submit to “vest Hi denser time inside 3 Montreal professor says women head than men. It will probably be gets over the habit of throwing his before entering. H are some hat é i tional League to try so hard when arrayed his record would be @ little better. The boy from the cotton fields unable to keep his mental balance adulation which the American public Next week they probably will be A whereas he is merely a young fellow with a and a weak mind who has’ difficulty in why he can be riding the peak one minute and wallow. rt ZF E a i F iF with the same result. i | Now if Mr. James J. Braddock, that well-loved New | Jersey family man, can only knock the heavyweight a Sau feadn't induced the batters of the Na- a crown off the dome of one Max Adelbert Baer, the [sent of the heavy talkers will be fairly complete. unconstitutional. Under the interpretation which President Roosevelt himself placed on the ruling of the court Peek’s po- sition as special adviser on foreign trade will be abolished with expira- tion of NRA on June 16, Other Trouble Curiously enough one of the mild- est, most courteous and greatest lov- ers of peace in the president's official family—Cordell Hull—has been in- volved in one other notable squabble of the present administration. ~ It was at the London economic con- ference and involved what Dr. Ray- THis Curious WORLD mond Moley, assistant secretary of|them unless we show them the chief braintruster of the President Roosevelt was able to ar-| range an amicable settlement of this dispute. Dr. Moley left the state de- partment, but still figures largely in the Roosevelt brain trust. There was no suggestion from the lected for another mission by the president later. All that is known is he is to remain in his position as president of the Export-Import bank. As such, his participation in the for- mulation of foreign trade necessarily will be limited. POY We have never been in such a rest- Jess state as we are now. We've never before had such clever demagogs.— Grace Morris Poole, prominent club- woman, * ee Since I’ve been back in Europe, I am more than ever convinced that the American girl is the most beautiful thing in creation—Maurice Cheval- jer. *x* *e * Here, as I understand, men are shot down by machine guns from an auto and the car then speeds away. In the Kentucky hills, men fight it out.— James Stuart, Kentucky poet. * * * I couldn't realize that the stories were about me and not about the General or Jack or maybe Pussyfoot. —Edward Johnson, commenting on his appointment as head of Metropol- itan Opera. en, T have always believed that the [greatest security against war in any part of the world whatever, would |e the close collaboration of the Brit- ish Empire with the United States.— Stanley Baldwin, British cabinet leader. se & I have heard the patter about putting property rights above human rights and I know how meaningless it is, It would tell us that the right to earn is @ sacred thing, while the right to keep what has been earned is something worse than vile. —Ex-Senator peri E. Reed. * * ‘There are many new opportunities in this country for the youths of to- day, but they have no way of finding By William Ferguson PRECIOUS STONES/ Dr. Walter B. Pitkin, Colum! se & Mathematical redistribution © of wealth cannot do the trick under the present economic system. The money would be right back where it started within a very short time<-Mayor La- ** * | ‘The longer the depression lasts, the | greater will be the following prosper- ity.—Charles Schwab, steel magnate. White House|White House that Peek is to be se-/ Guardia. Your Personal Health | By William Brady, M. D. | | Dr. Brady will answer questions pertaining to health but not dis- ease oF aingosia. rite 4 briefly and in ink, Address Dr. | Brad: eof Tribune, All queries must be accompanied by Ia elf-addressed envelope. | ly in ca: amped, eS LISTEN YOU CRI CARRIERS Physicians who do any eye, ear, nose or throat work, dentists and dental hygienists, barbers, hair dressers, manicurists, optometrists and opticians, cashiers of ticket agents in open booths or cages, clerks at information desks and the like, whose duties bring you within conversational spray range of many persons, + Listen and you shall hear something to your own advantage as well as the public safety. In your line of work you are exposed to the risk of respiratory infection far more frequently than are most persons. Every patron, patient, cus- tomer or individual who approaches within five feet may transfer to your mouth invisibly fine moisture spray which is necessarily given off from the mouth during conversation. If the individual happens to have a com- municable disease, you’re out of luck, that’s all. You'll be blaming it on the change of weather, wet feet, draft or some such silly “exposure” pres- ently. There’s another side to the sordid tale. Every individual who has to approach within five feet of your bazoo necessarily runs the risk of con- tracting any respiratory infection you may happen to have, if you exchange any words at all with the individual. And by virtue of your official posi- tion or job you are by no means exempt from the chance of being a carrier of infection, even if you are not coming down with or just getting over one. The carrier, say of diphtheria, is immune to the disease he carries, but the virus or germs he gives off are virulent to other persons. I’m sorry about this, but it is so. No antiseptic or disinfectant agent is of any avail for the prevention of cri (common respiratory infections), so far as I know or believe. Per- sonally I wouldn’t waste time or money spraying, gargling or otherwise applying alleged antiseptics or germicides in any way or under any cirum- stances for my own protection. Here is the sane, practical solution for this problem. Every one of.you workers to whom this plea is addressed should wear the Silvers mask as part of your uniform when at work. Remember. it is for your own protec- tion as well as for the protection of your patron. The mask, as described by the originator, Dr. Lewis J. Silvers of New York, is made from ® washed X-ray film (preferably safety film) seven inches wide by nine inches long. Round off the lower corners, and fasten the upper edge to the headband of your head mirror if you wear one, or! to a comfortable band or strap around the head. The cellophane is perfect- ly transparent, yet leaves plenty of room for ventilation from the sides, It is as effective a. bar to transfer of infection from the patron to you or vice versa as though you had a wall of solid glass between you. Dr. Silvers has worn such a safety mask for years and it has proved a real protection notwithstanding the hazards of his practice in electrosurgery of nose and throat. Many other physicians have adopted it with satis- faction. I’ve warned you professional workers and you had better heed the warning, for the public is beginning to understand something about QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS One of the Twins ‘Whenever one of my twin sons hurts his hand, arm or knee, even a slight .| scratch, it doesn’t heal, becomes full of pus. Then I put peroxide on to draw out the pus until it heals. Is this the right thing to do? (Mrs. 8. 0.) Answer—Generally contamination of the slight wound or abrasion, by contact with unclean clothing, fingers or salves, accounts for delayed heal- ing and infection. Paint or touch every fresh abrasion, scratch or punc- ture with common tincture of iodin, once only, then immedately seal it against contamination with either flexible collodion, clean adhesive plaster, or a sterile (baked) pad of gauze and bandage. To prevent sticking of dress- ing to wound, squeeze from collapsible tube a wee bit of sterile petrolatum or simple salve upon the surface. Having given this first aid, do not dis- turb the again. Peroxide us all right to clean up a foul wound or raw surface, but should not be applied repeatedly. It is possible that your son has some inherent blood deficiency, but that is for your physician |to determine, KATHARINE STRYKAURST, @aughter of i. VICTOR once was arine’s father. let te the g¢frl and friends. DR. JOHN KAYE, just Burope, visits the Stryk- Katharine’s if. ‘Michael te tn- weigite Into talus SALLY MOON te the came club. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER XVII OOK,” Sally coazed brightly, “4¢ you come along with me to the Club for a bit probably Father will be home by the time we get back. Then you can see him and talk to him...” “1 don't like to see you in a place of that sort,” Michael Heatheroe argued. “Michael, that’s terribly sweet of you.” Sally’s dimples faded. In their place a grave wistfulness brooded. “I do—I mean it! I think that’s terribly sweet. But don’t you see I'll be perfectly all right with you, there? You're so very strong, Michael...” Her voice was soft. Her brown, liquid eyes were luminous. For the moment Sally was all woman. She was Circe in a pink lace dress. “an right,” Michael ssid grudgingly. “But I'm against it, don’t forget that.” “You're a lamb.” She laid s flattering, warm hand on bis 66 wrist. “I'll do something for you | 70! some time. Besides Father will be pleased. He said you were such a sterling young man. Hon- estly, that was what he said.” “Thanks,” said Michsel, getting .red and feeling s fool. But it was all right if Sally said such things to him when there was no one else to hear She was, really, little thing. She said th thing that came into her head. So it was that, as Katharine'’s car turned out of the driveway of the Bath Club, Sally's drove in. McElictt © 1035, NEA Service, Inc. Michael saw Katharine. He caught a glimpse of Dr. Kaye be- a ane ly ‘above the black face cut above and white of his dinner clothes. Sally, driving rather intently, did not see them “Here we are,” jumping out. “Michael, we'll let the man park it, shall we? I don’t know exactly where...” But the doorman was not in aight. A waiter, looking rather wild-eyed, ran to the door, in- spected them and ran back again, “Isn't he queer?” Sally mar- veled. SAA MICHAEL pushed open the big, grilled door and went in. The marble-floored hall was empty. A hat check girl appeared from no- where. She, too, looked rather disheveled. She viewed the new- comers with something like sus- picton. “Will someone find me a table, please?” Sally demanded with hauteur. “Miss Moon!” There was a doormas, sfter all. Sally wanted to know. The doorman looked blank. It was, she knew, one of the best things doormen did. But Sally was curious. There was about the place a curious air of tenseness. The groups of people at the tables around the pool, to which they were presently escorted, seemed excited about something. The captain of waiters eyed Michael with suspicion, bout purred when he heard Sally's name. [t was well, the employees of the Bath Club had been told, to “stand in” with the loca) fe thers. Joseph Moon was @ prom- inent local father. He ran the bank; he was a village trustee; he bossed the schoo) board a “This isn't so much.” observed Sally in a dissatisfied tone. Michael grinned. “What did you expect? People hanging from the walls?” She giggled. “1 thought it would be—more exciting.” “Ob well, it’s early tor this kind of place,” Michael told her. “Most of the people who come here are still catching a little shut-eye. It won't wake up. really, till mid- night...” “Michael!” burst Sally. “How do you know all these things? 1 mean you're from the woolly west and all that, and yet sometimes you talk so—so like a man of the world.” His eyes darkened subtly. “Oh, T've been around.” “You're s man of mystery.” cried Gally, widening her eyes. “That's what you are. I know you ran a ranch—dude ranch, wasn’t it?—out in Montana. Your part- ner cheated you and you came down here with what was left... Father told me that.” “Oh, he did?” murmured Michael. “You know a lot, don’t ya “Don’t be stuffy,” pouted the girl. “I like you. You're a grand Person. Why won't you tell me all about yourself?” “There's nothing to tell,” per- sisted Michael. Red had crept up into his face. ‘ “You're not just an ordinary— well, cowboy,” said Sally, thoughtfully. “Thanks.” The little laughter Hnes showed now, around the cor- ners of his eres. | A WAITER hovered at Sally's elbow. A sleek, oily, foxy- faced waiter with a cast in one on, ru have a Martini, waiter,” Sally said airlly “Bring some canapes with it. Caviar and anchovy paste and things like that. And have you got some of those little sausages?” The waiter said yes, they had some of the little sausages. “Then that’s fine,” Sally nodded. “Oh, Michael, I forgot—what are you going to have?” “rll have some ginger ale— plain,” Michael said dryly. “Oh, you big stick! You'll have a Maftini with me and like it.” pouted Sally, tossing her bead and making her opaque brown eyes “I'm sorry,” said Michael very quietly. She caught at hishand. “Oh, now don't be a donkey. [ was only teasing. You mustn't [mind that £ tease everybody |Everybody knows that.” cried ‘ varmigg ta bag subject. “I'm just a kid—I guess I'll never grow up.” “I reckon maybe not,” drawied. She clapped her hands and one or two people at adjacent tables turned to stare at her in some curiosity. A pretty girl with big eyes and a rounded figure in a pink lace frock. “Michael, when you say that you sound exactly like Gary Cooper. That's the way they all talk out ~ in God’s Country, isn’t it? Oh, & adore the west. I've always said T’'@ love to live there some day. It's my dream—my {deal ” She was enjoying the little stir she had wmade,- enjoying the glances of the curious. Maybe that fat man in the linen suit was = theatrical producer, looking for “types.” Maybe be would notice her verve and animation and send a note over to their table, asking her if-she had ever thought of going on the stage. She had heard that the Blue Sky Club was abso- lutely dripping with celebrities, but nobody here looked perticu- larly exciting. “Who's that girl over there by the door?” she demanded of Michael suddenly. “The one talk- ing to the captain. I've seen her picture some place.” eee cease turned and glanced at the newcomer She was s tall girl with a sinuous, beautiful body draped in transparent black. “She's a stunner,” Michael con- ceded, after a brief survey. “Yes, but who is she?” Sally repeated. “Oh, I'll have her name in a minute—it’s on the tip of my I saw her in that show he The drinks and dainty little tid- bits of toast and fish paste were set down before them. Sally took a bite of caviar with a child’s greediness and sipped the burning liquid. “Good,” she murmured. Her color mounted and her tongue tripped along to a merrier tune. “I must have another cocktail, Michael. One’s only the starter, you know. Really just a sip . The tall young man in the gray suit frowned to himself. It was @ desperately uncomfortable po sition to be in. Sally was his hostess; a guest did not protest at the conduct of his hostess. Sally had her second cocktail. “Do you mind if we push along?” Michael asked rather awkwardly. “I have to get back— Ym sorry—"— | The place was filling up. The girl in black had stood in the doorway only a moment, her eyes raking the crowd. Then she had vanished “All right,” Sally said. “We'll go. But I do think you're being very stuffy, Michael, darling.” ‘When they arrived at her front door Joseph Moon was just ris- ing from the swinging couch on the veranda. “ah, Heatheroe, Sally said you wanted to see me.” He stared with some surprise and distaste at his daughter, who was swaying oddly on her feet, “Sally, what on earth does this mean?” His eye darted to her escort’s dark, troubled face. “It's perfectly all right, Father.” Sally said, very care- fully “You see, Michael and 3 are going to be married.” So Ba Continned)

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