The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, January 3, 1936, Page 6

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Member of Audit ‘Bureau of Circulation Member of The Associated Press The Associated Press is exclusively entitied to the use for republica- tion of e!' news dispatches credited to tt or not otherwise credited in this Mewspaper and also the loca! news of spontaneous origin published herein All cights ot repeblication of all other matter herein are also reserved. Italy Seems Licked Despite its claims of success in Ethiopia, Italy seems on the verge of losing its war in Africa if, indeed, it has not al- ready done so. There is no question but that it has dominated the fight- ing up to this date but it is doubtful if conquest of the country can be completed within the next two months and signs multi- ply that it must be done within that time, if ever. And the curious thing is that neither the activities of the League of Nations nor of Emperor Haile Selassie’s warriors has had much to do with it. To be sure it hasn't been safe for Italian soldiers to go wandering through Ethiopia in small parties and here and there effective resistance has been made, but this is a mino ‘consideration. Italy’s major foe,to date has been the nature of the coun- try and the conditions under which the campaign has been car- ried on. Within the next two months the affair will be complicated by advent of the rainy season. And when it rains in Ethiopia IT RAINS. Travelers returning from the African empire report that anyone caught very far off the railroad when the rains begin to come had better settle down toa six-month wait. Travel is almost literally impossible, The mountain trails turn to sticky mud which lies knee deep over the fetid land. Conducting a military campaign in it would be like trying to fly to the moon. Mussolini knows this. So do England and France. That is one reason why the latter two nations are delaying action by the League. They hope the weather will get in its work before it becomes really necessary for them to act. When the rainy season comes action by them will not be necessary. = It will be then six months or more before the war can be resumed. And a lot of things can happen in six months in the j present perturbed state of the world. 1 Muskrat or Marsh Rabbit Nearly every American child, it may be assumed, harbors s ry e 8 ‘ q a the belief that the Chinese eat rats in their native habitat. c md 5 i] ) t t from absolute horror to amused repulsion and is intended to show what peculiar people the Chinese are, The fact, of course, is that the meat sold in Chinese mar- kets under this name is that of the rabbit, a delicacy in this country as well as elsewhere throughout the world. All of which is by way of preliminary comment on the effort now being made to change the name muskrat to that of marsh rabbit. If this can be accomplished an important and interesting additional source of meat will be made available to the American people, for the flesh of this animal is a real delicacy. It is red, tender and tasty and those who have tried it with an open mind like it. Already it is being sold on the markets in Philadelphia, Baltimore and other eastern cities and is in demand. It is called marsh rabbit but no effort is made to disguise the fact that others call it muskrat. The only reason it isn’t commonly eaten in this part of the country is its name, for the muskrat is one of the cleanest of roots and acquatic vegetation. Food prejudices are among the strangest of phenomena, but at the same time they are very real. They arise in a thou- sociation, either with names, places or previous experience. If and when it becomes accepted that the marsh rabbit really can be the basis for a delicious fricassee or stew, its meat will be in demand. Until then it probably will continue to be anathema to that portion of the populace not sufficiently broad-minded to consider the case on its merits, Well Settled the famous Patterson tax case is a constructive move. Not only will it bring money into the treasuries of our va- rious taxing districts but it will set a good example to other t taxpayers, Incidentally, it will put one of Bismarck’s largest property owners “‘square with the board” so that he may pay «. _ his taxes regularly and promptly in the future. a The settlement was a just one. Patterson gained nothing | more from it than he could have obtained through application of the law enacted by the last legislature with the exception of smarck Tribune The fallacy usually is expressed with feelings varying animals. It lives largely in the water and its diet consists of sand different ways but one of the most common is that of as- Action by the cousiy commissioners Tuesday in settling ‘ Behind in Scenes | Washington Imagined Size of G.O.P. War Chest for 1936 Puts Chill on Democratic Spines . . . Economy Bites Deeply Into NRA Staff... It’s a Perilous Perch on Which Washington Cor- respondent Sits. By RODNEY DUTCHER (Tribune Washington Correspondent) Washington, Jan. 3.—“Slush fund!” is no new campaign cry, but 4t will be yelled louder in the 1936 presiden- tial campaign than ever before. The harder the Democrats find their attempts to raise funds—and it will be worse than pulling teeth, from present indications—the louder will be the “holler” at the spectacle of a Republican party raising millions with ease, At secret political conferences be- tween Roosevelt and Democratic lead- ers, the money question is often raised. The New Deal high command is seriously disturbed by the antici- pated size of the G.O.P. war chest and the probable slimness of its own. Chairman Henry P. Fletcher ap- pointed a money-raising committee of 16 wealthy men and the president was recently told that two members of the Fletcher committee had al- ready obtained pledges for $15,000,000. Certain high officials have whispered that wealthy men would spend up to 30 millions to beat Roosevelt. New Dealers are spreading the tale that Chairman “Winnie” Aldrich of Chase National Bank said the sum should be $50,000,000. These reports may be well found- ed, or @ mere indication of New Deal jitters, but they represent actual \belief. You will hear a lot more of he same. | Certain men whose names you would recognize have prepared @ tight corrupt practices bill, which probably will be introduced at the next session of congress. * ee Ax Falls on NRA About 1250 NRA employes sudden- lly have been fired. Not because Christmas was coming, but because congress is coming. Inasmuch as NRA really was killed more than six months ago, congress would have had a field day shooting iat the large staff which it retained. Weeks ago NRA chiefs were told to make drastic personnel cuts. But they couldn’t seem to get below 2500 workers. Every time they fired someone a@ senator or a representative would telephone and raise the devil. And all they could think of to do was put the employe back to work. Then suddenly NRA heard from the White House via the budget bureau. If NRA didn’t trim hard and fast, the president would issue @ proclamation dissolving it com- pletely Jan. 1. The proclamation al- ready had been prepared. So 1250 heads were cut off at once. More will follow. : * * * Sad Is Mr. Abell’s Lot Trials of a Washington newspaper- man are sometimes severe and a case in point is the recent experience of Mr. George Abell, society columnist for the Washington Daily News. Mr. Abell covered the swell-elegant diplomatic reception at the White House. Conscientiously he reported that dignified Mme. Munir Ertegun, wife of the Turkish ambassador, had lost a “pink slip” in the brilliantly lighted East room and that Com- mander don Umberto Cugia, the Ital- jan naval attache, had picked it up and handed it to her, under the im- pression that she had dropped her handkerchief. Half an hour after publication, next day, the entire diplomatic col- ony had read the story or heard about it by telephone. Indignation was rife among the Turks. Mr. Abell was a luncheon guest that noon at the Greek legation. He found M. Chara- lambos Simopoulos, the Greek minister, wearing a fiendish grin. He found out why when M. Sim- opolos led him by the arm to a group and said: “Mr. Abell, will you please take Mme. Ertegun in to lunch- eon?” The situation was made no less painful when Mr. Abell found sit- ting opposite him none other than Commander Cugia, who looked at him very sourly indeed, And subsequently the Turkish am- bassador himself said: “I am very interested in the arti- cles you write, Mr. Abell. They are so spirttuel—so spirituel.” And as Abell explained no harm had been meant: “I trust you, Mr. Abell. I trust you utterly—when you are with me!” (Copyright, 1936, NEA Service, (Inc.) So They Say: “ > ? The United States and Great Britain are the only two countries where people prefer a good sleep after lunch to a fight.— Philip Guedalla British author. ee # We are now speeding down the road ot wasteful spending and debt, and unless we can escape we will be smashed in inflation—Herbert Hoo- ver. * # * that part of the agreement wherein an old judgment is settled.| Borah is only a stalking horse. The The county gets the full face value of the taxes due, Pat- terson gets the satisfaction of knowing that an unpleasant * episode in his business career is ended and the people get the | satisfaction of knowing that a case which should have been set- tled long ago is disposed of at last. The tax deal with the Bank of North Dakota was a plain business transaction. It doesn’t set well with the average man | who has paid his taxes to have the bank come in and get a! moneyed interests will sell him out at the national convention and hand the nomination to somebody they pick.— Thomas M. Duncan, Progressive. ee the world is in so much turmoil, we American, President Roosevelt.—Mrs, Wisconsin It is very significant that when all should have produced our greatest W. L. Clayton, Houston, who con- THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE, FRIDAY, JANUARY 3, 1986 Crowded Off Sree, With Other EDITORS (The New York Times) George F. Warren, the professor cent dollar, now emerges as another of the New Dealers who have turned against the New Deal. Criticizing the AAA, he advances the interesting theory that if the Supreme Court should throw out the processing taxes and production control, and if the whole AAA program were forthwith abandoned, it would not necessarily hurt the farmers. On the contrary, he believes that the prices of hogs, cot- ton and wheat would rise appreci- ably, and that agriculture would re- ceive a stimulus similar to that which industry received by the inval- idation of the NRA. Mr. Warren did not prove entirely trustworthy as a gold expert, but it must be said in his favor that his real job has been that of Professor of Agricultural Economics at Cornell, and in his own field his views should]. carry weight. They are supported, moreover, by impressive reasons. Plow- ing under 25 per cent of the United States cotton crop in 1935, he remarks, reduced the world supply of cotton by only 10 per cent. From a study of the “supply price curves,” it does not appear to him possible that a 10 per cent reduction in supply could raise prices enough to compensate a coun- try for reducing its crop by 25 per cent. Most criticism of the AAA has fol- lowed different lines. The most fre- quent objections have been that It “regiments” the farmer, telling him exactly how much of what to plant; that it is a deliberate government bribe to secure an artificial scarcity; | that it imposes onerous and unjust | burdens on consumers in higher prices and processing taxes; and that it must ultimately injure the farmer himself by encouraging other coun- tries to raise cotton and so depriv- program and helped to give us a 59- | BIT OF HUMOR NOW AND THEN IS RELISHED BY THE BEST OF MEN Judge — Well, Jim, I can give you this divorce, but it will cost you exactly $30. Jim —Thirty dol- lars, boss? tl Judge— Yes, that’s | vith, the court fee for ex- penses. Jim—Well, jedge, I don’t believe I wants no divorce. There ain't $30 difference between dem two wim- men, “Are you giving your maid a vaca- tion this season, Mrs. Astorbilt?” “Yes, I’m sending my husband on @ two-week’s fishing trip.” “I heard something nice about you “Yes?” “Yes, a friend of ours said you re- sembled me.” “This isn't a very good picture of} your little brother, is it?” “No, but, then he isn’t a very good little boy.” | “Every time this man looks into my| eyes I grow weak and wonder what price I must pay.” “Is he an irresistible Don Juan?” “No, he’s an oculist.” “A girl could do worse than go around with me.” “Yes. She could marry -you.” Reprinted to show what they say. We may or may not agree with them. WARREN ON THE AAA ing him of his foreign markets. But) novel criticism, but a consoling hope [ina the grower of certain farm pro-|for those: who believe that the Su- ducts would be better off even at|preme Court is likely to hand down Your Personal Health By William Brady, M.D. ° Dr. Brady will answer disease or diagnosis, Write Brady in care of The Tribu: stamped self-addr tions pertaining to health but not ers briefly and in ink. Address Dr. All queries must be accompanied by a d envelope. WHEN YOU FEEL A LITTLE TOO OLD As I endeavor to emphasize in the booklet “Building Vitality,” copy of which any reader may obtain on request if he incloses ten cents and stamped addressed envelop, arteriosclerosis is a progressive NUTRITIONAL derangement of the arterial wall and the degenerative change begins in the intima or endothelial lining of the artery. To many older students that last fact suggests at once some irritant or some poison in the bloodstream, as the essential cause of arteriosclerosis. But the older notion of toxemia or poison circulating in the blood stream was rather hypothetical. I mean the presence of poison, toxin or harmful waste matter of any sort in the blood was imaginary, not demonstrated. Indeed, the whole prodigious edifice of “auto-intoxication,” “autotoxemia” or “tox- icosis” as an explanation for whatever ailment or complaint the patient hap- pens to have, was erected on a foundation of pure morbid fancy without support by scientific fact. No one'has identified the poison or toxic substance; no one has proved that any such injurious substance is present in the blood of the individual developing arteriosclerosis or cardio- vascular degeneration of any kind. Alcohol, tobacco (or nicotine), lead, syphilis—these are real enough poi- sons in the blood, and are generally included among causes of arterloscier- osis or CVD. To my mind the evidence against tobacco is most convincing. In the past statistics indicated that arterioscerosis was 15 times as common in men from 40 to 50 years of age as in women of that age. Now that women have taken to smoking and so often to excess, I believe this dif- ference will be leveled off, and women will look their age and then some. The old fashioned women managed to keep their arteries nice and soft and young. The ultra-modern women seem to be harder all through, pre- maturely old. One of the scientists who isolated vitamin C—known now as cevitamic acid—recently expressed the opinion that this vitamin protects against arteriosclerosis and other manifestations of old age. Numerous research workers and practicing physicians have observed the preventive effect of vitamin G against premature aging of the skin. The concept of a deficiency of vitamins in the blood as a factor of early arteriosclerosis is more satisfactory than the concept of an unidentified poi- son or irritant in the blood. These suggestions are fragmentary and by no means established facts. I mention them merely because they appeal to my own mind, and I en- deavor to get an optimal vitamin ration daily to conserve my own arteries. In this column Oct. 9 we quoted Dr, E. W. Klinefelter’s opinion that a low-fat diet is valuable in the treatment of arteriosclerosis, especially in the stage before definite hardening of the arteries is demonstrable. Later we shall discuss this and other dietetic questions of interst to adults who are feeling a little too old for their age. QUESTIONS AND ANSWEES Callus Are hard calluses over the Achilles tendons, from rubbing of oxfords, ) ' sufficient to be a source of possible malignancy? (R. B. E. Answer—Chance of cancer developing in such a site is remote, but why tolerate such trouble? Send stamped addressed envelope for monograph on . Care of Feet and Selection of Footwear. Roll On, If Your Doctor Approves Is it all right to continue to roll somersaults now that I am advised my heart is enlarged and I should not make sudden efforts? (Mrs. J. B. L.) Answer—Only your physician knows whether rest or exercise is advis- able at this stage of your heart trouble. who thought up our gold purchasing | Present without the AAA is not only| a sweeping decision against the act. (Copyright, 1936, John F. Dille Co.) | tributed $7,000 to Democratic Na- ——— reduction. If there were many such deals there would be a/ ‘ional Cunraliice: es ' i sPalricia, unfaithful husband died jast_ month.’ universal tendency to delay payment of taxes and work for a| Obviously the Republicans cannot| “Did he leave her much?” compromise. win the next election by using the| “Oh, yes. Three and four times a But the commissioners faced a condition wherein it was \o slogans, Dy, Fecting. Bast, acbleve- aecept the amount offered or get nothing. The business an-, the emotions of a generation ago.— swer to that was plain enough, and it was such an answer that the county commission made to it. AAA checks. eoe¢e "Mussolini is one national hero who won't let his people place him on 8 | pedestal. Not while there's a balcony around. In its drive to electrify farm areas, the government might try stopping | pigs which, seeing big bad wolves week.” ments, or by attempting to reawaken “Did you warn your best friend about paying attention to your wife?” “Yes, I wouldn’t want any friend of mine to marry a woman like she is.” Representative Theodore Christian. son, three times Republican governor oi Minneso‘a. * % * a Most of us are like the two little) Kisses may shorten life in a man, but life in a man doesn’t shorten about, flee in terror, hoping that | kisses, houses of straw, such as opiates and fantastic cults, will save them from reality.—Dr. R. J. Clinchy, Washing- jton DC, “Ts the bartender taking measures to forget his old girlfriend?” “Yes, quart measures!” | ith HERD ropaYy th of her parents, BEGIN WALLACE. ber. Mra. Cameron Gee! terested Dana meanw' NOW GO ON WITH THE story CHAPTER VIIl Te two girls faced each other Dana said. “Oh, Nancy, I've mever seen you look so eweet!” Nancy. etill standing in the door | way. hesitated. Then she said, brusquely, “Cut the compliments | & euppose you haven't looked at | yourself?” | “Do you like me, Nancy?” The | Question was anxious. | The other girl's eyes narrowed | appraisingly, taking in Dana's beauty. Yes, Grandmother had done a@ darn good fob. If knocking Ron nie Moore cold with beauty would win a proposal from him, the trick was done. “Well, what do you think? Nancy asked, avoiding a direct an swer to her sister's question “It’s @ nice dress all right—on you.” “Yours is exactly tike it.” “Oh, | know ['m not complain. ing about the dress. [f it had an- other face and figure inside it, the dress would probably make a hit.” Nancy's voice was dry and mechan- fcal, but Dana guessed this was only a disguise for emotion. “You're being silly,” she said. “It you only know how you really look!” “How do | look?” Nancy asked. Dana thought, “ isn't exactly Pretty. but thei something aw fully attractive about her. Some thing exciting. It’s as though you were looking at a volcano, about to explode. No, you couldn't possibly overlook Nancy in a crowd.” Aloud, Dana said, “You look like a charming elf that has been tan gled up in a cloud and then come floating down to earth.” “Your fairy-tale lore is a little mized,” Nancy told her. “Elves don’t inhabit clouds. They are, or were supposed to be, very earthly People, and | don't recall they had any special charm or good looks. But you look like the beautiful fairy who appears on occasions to dazzle folks.” eee HE turned then, and was gone. Dana alone, felt bewildered and troubled. Perhaps what she had sald had been unfortunate The wrong thing “But we're two grown girls.” Dana told herselt. “Not children And we're both aice enough looking. Who cares about looks anyway. as long as you can dance and s and have some fairly bright ideas circulating in your head?” Why ad Nancy started all this foolishness. anyway when the mu sicians downstairs were begivning to play a foxtrot? And it was time for both of them to go down Witb Grandmother such a etickler for etiquet, tt would be dreadftus to have guests arrive before they were ready to receive them, “Good gal,” Scott said, stared down into Dana's laughing, eager face. Dana was sure it was going to be a lovely party. The cakes Hat- tie Washington had been molding so cleverly all afternoon were beau- tiful with their fluted edges and dainty flower decorations. At night. with the crystal chandeliers blaz- ing down, most of the drabness of the big reception room was con: cealed, and the shining surfaces of fine old furniture were revealed. The worn rugs had been removed for dancing and flowers from the garden had been brought in abuo- dantly, adding color. In Dana's mind the party had just one flaw. She had hoped to invite th: rac tive young doctor to this party, but her grandmother had turned thumbs down on the suggestion— | so vehemently Dana had been sur. | Drised. “Scott Stanley’s been away 60 tong, he’s almost a stranger here,” Mrs. Cameron had said. “He bas @ long way to go if he’s going to/ amount to anything as a doctor. Besides I can't invite every Tom, Dick and Harry in this town.” That had been that. Still it was going to be a lovely party— Dana touched the orchids on her shoulder caressingly. Her first or- chids. {t was thrilling to be wear ing them. She thought of Ronnie with a little glow at ber beart, see DAN whirling from the arms of one partner to another, felt she was moving ina dream This was not Paris, where the social life of ber school friends had been super: vised so rigidly. Nor was ft like those parties, tinged by Bohemian ism, ‘pn which her father nad par teipated occasionally after her mother's death—parties from which Dana had been carefully excluded lL My Reymond NEA 1933 ve by Mary owes all this popularity to him. j | be drops her, let her look out!' Ronale was pleading “L can't talk to you at half way through a somebody taps me on It would take boura you all | really want Dang. how beautiful He held her closer dance to the door with me and step out op that side porch for a breath of air?” “Should 1? Dana asked. “It's a good old American cus tom.” Ronnie eaid. “Then. all right,” Dans agreed, impulsively. The porch was cool, dim. vine shaded. “Perfect,” Ronnie caid softly Dana laughed, “Almost per fect. 1 know it doesn’t sound ro mantic, Ronnie, but I’m frightfully thirsty.” “Just as tomantic as can be,” Ronnie sald. “Remember what old Omar, the poet. said about e wat of bread, a jug of wine and « gir! singing in the wilderness? Well, (ll get the wine or rather punch, Here are the vines which must do for the wilderness. And thou!” “I can’t sing, though,” objected the practical Dana, She watched him, silhouetted fn the light for a moment before the door closed behind him Ronnie was awfully nice awfully good looking and of course, awfully rich. He was probably an ewful flirt, too, Ike the young doctor who had said euch flattering things, {t was just an old southern cus tom, eaying things to please peo ple, and then forgetting you bad said them. Like Dr Scott Stanley who had boasted he'd come to her party, invited or not. O ee LOW whistle startled the girl, crushing her hands in his. He It was followed by a second, louder whistle. Everything’ here was bright, Dana got to her fest and stepped from behind the concealing vines, Standing near the old fountain was a tall figure. How could Ronnie have reached the garden— But of course {t wasn’t Ronnie, It was that outrageous young doo tor! Laughing softly, Dana picked up her long skirt and ran down the steps {nto the garden “Good gal,” Scott eafd, crushing her bands in his. He etared dows into Dana’s laughing, eager face. Only s short while ago Ronnie had sald “How beautiful you are.” Somehow, to Dana, this hadnt the same sound. “I'm awfully sorry about the invitation,” she told him. “I didn’t need an invitation to Jump a wall.” Scott laughed. “I don’t know what they might think of me, What if my grand- mother—?” “And Ronnie!” Scott prompted. “It wasn't very nice to run off and leave him.” Dana argued. “Not very olce, but necessary,” Scott rejoined. “You must have known that ff you hadn't I'd bave come after you I've been here nearly an hour. wondering tow 1 was to manage ft. Then you and Ronnie came out on the porch and he very obligingly disappeared cheerful, colorful and informal. Girls and boys of Dana’s own age. laughing. talking, almost drowning out the band’s playing at times. They were all the “right young peo ple,” her grandmother had made plain. They all “belonged.” Their fathers, or uncles or cousins had memberships in the Country Club. Moving about as she had in her |childhood, always living in differ. ent houses, Dana had given little thought to such things as clubs. Here in this southern city, they evi- |dently counted for a great deal, Grandmother had said: “Ronnie's only 24. But he has bis own mem- bership in the Country Club. He is a member of ‘The Maskers, and iif you play your cards right that {will mean another big party for (you. He belongs to the College Club, too, and a smart dinner | group.” 8 | It was funny for Grandmother to |be so interested tn the social ac tivities of another generation, but there wasn’t a thing that was social that she missed. Evidently Dana was playing her cards right Whenever she whirled into the south room where Mra Cameron sat surrounded by contem Poraries Dana met ner grandmotn: er’s pleased smile. “The girl can’t get two steps that Ronnie Moore doesn’t cut tn,” whispered one dowager, whose eyes were acid as they rested on Dana “There's something about foreign girls, especially French girls, that men can't resist What chances have our daughters who aren't trained in all those foreign tricks?” “1 guess she has him hooked, whispered another mother, “But if she hasn't, she’ tind out che “But be only went for s mo ment.” Dana said. “He'll be back. There he ts now- “Let's duck,” Scott whispered. Dana found herself clinging to his band. running with him At the end of the garden. the orick walk was tllumined with moon light, but a tree threw an old bench in shadow. “1 haven't the slightest idea why 4 came,” Dana eaid. “I have,” Scott answered. “1 brought yout I bad to make ap my mind about you” (To Be Continued) ~