The Bismarck Tribune Newspaper, July 3, 1936, Page 9

ya : eee = = BISMARCK TRIBUNE, FRIDAY, vn 3, 14868 — —- . , ' Foley Tells Festival Crowd That Pioneer Spirit Points the Wa’ POET LAUREATE OF Culver Family Is Photographed at Reunion GRL SAMESE Tw q STATE HARKS BACK DIRS OF WE HRNESS | 10 EARLY MEMORY Pages hewers of wood and drawets of water, makers of homes and mothers of children, who were to partake of the sweeter fruits of her bitter priva- tion and toil and struggle, Women whose hands bore the marks of hard and harsh and unremitting toil, who reared children and sent them across bleak prairies to frontier schools, who nursed them in illness, comforted them in trial, hoped for them and dreamed for them, and whose lives were lives of sacrifice and self denial, Could Separate Her From Saw Passing. of Warfare on Plains and the. Farmer Re- place the Rancher PAYS HONOR TO PIONEERS Sees in: Saga of Courage and Sacrifice. Example | for Present Generation 28 years — a ‘That is not a ofa watch. But it human life. It is his best efforts and at the end of which he pauses, sometimes to en shortcomings or failure to achieve the. noblest of his @reams, and, as well if -possible, to consolidate his spiritual gains. I come back. to you with gratitude for what Dakota gave to me, with its breadth, its tradition, its stories or heroism, its tales of pioneer blood and ‘brawn and strength. and initiative and determination, &nd.its memories that change with light and color as the patterns in a kaleidoscope. Treasures Golden Friendships I come back with a very deep ap- preciation of the honor you do to me when you ask me to speak upon this occasion. This invitation came from men, many of them my friends since boyhood, whose lives and struggles are and have been and will be in- extricably woven with the history of the territory and state. - ‘These old time friendships are gold- en with beauty. and increas¢ in sweet ness with the years. I am glad for them. They are the best things I have in my life. And in the years I have been away I have seen much of these United States of ours. I have been in the Pacific northwest. and stood wonder- ing by its great groves and silvered waters. I have spent much time in the southwest, with its sensuous beauty, softness of air, plentitude of bloom and rich blue of sky. I have been.in the co‘touttelds of the south Mississippi and Colorado, along the stretches of the Columbia and the Colorado una the Rio Grande from source to mouth, A noble heritage it is for strong men @nd true women. Loves Dakota Best But, having traveled and seen and pondered and wondered at the breadth and beauty of it all, I come back to. you to say that. never have I geen beauty like that of the winds blowing in the long grass upon these great western prairies, of a wild rose upon a Dakota bush, of @ meadow from a swaying perch of crocus in the spring, id green after first sow- m in the midsummer, of i! : i E wf; 3 in Be gz & 8 iE i H Bg fra nit | i 2 9 [| kt . : : ; : if re eis Gs ale Haul Be tat { 5 : HHT Ui 3 it re i ! if aif; B ; ia i is E gather bere sl "|figures of the hunter and the scout, not occur often in an American home, so when this happened recently in the home of Mr. and Mrs. Edward D. Culver, who farm near Dickinson, it! a occasion for a family por-| Reading from left to right are: Standing; Clifford, Lynn J., EB. D.! Culver, the father, Raymond, Gordon and Donald. Seated: Vivian, Helen, Shirley, Mrs.| Culver, Mabel and Gladys. | widow of Harry Ungano San‘ Francisco, returned to that city its broad landscape. We miay. see the war-bonneted Indian chieftain and the plumed cavalryman. We may discover the buckskin clad explorer, even as far back as the beginning of the century before this, making his way up the Missouri. We may see the the driver of the old Red river cart, the riverman, the woodeutter, the! miner, the railroad builder, the rancher, the homesteader, and then the figures of that band of men and women from other lands, seeking homes, finding freedom, and giving food to a world that cries ever for Agriculture's Dignity noble dignity, that of agriculture. men and women who walk be no ordered life possible at all. And such a distribution of reward for labor.as shall make the agricul- tural population sturdy, independent, self-sustaining and its labors profit- able beyond a mere existence, is one of the great problems Agriculture must be sustained, not Qs & peasantry, not as a debt-ridden and yoke-bearing part of our people, but: as the solid and enduring rock upon which the welfare of nations jas depended and will always depend. Some Pictures Stand Out Upon this historical canvas, there are. pictures. that stand out, with higher color and more of vivid action. For ‘it was of stern stuff that this territory was made into « state and it was ‘by.-high courage that these re- wards ‘of. statehood were gained. No timid souls’ were those who braved the frontier; with its hazards of living foes and uncertain elements, of: soli- tude, of privation, of blizzard and of storm. . The story of Dakota, from east to weat and from north to south, is the story of struggle, of hardship, of cour-| age, of strength, and of ‘a spirt: that would not be denied. i the first of June, after having visited at home and later being temporarily employed herein the office. of the state tax commissioner.. Mabel. lives in Bismarck and is chief clerk in the office of the secretary of state. Helen, the only married member of the fam- ily besides Mrs, Ungano, is Mrs. Fred Birdsall and resides in Gladstone where Mr. Birdsall is engaged in run- ning the Birdsall elevator. Donald, the eldest son, is a mem- ber of the county suditor’s force at Dickinson. The rest of the boys will be at home until the beginning of the college year this fall. Gladys and Shirley, the two youngest members| of the family, still are attending the school year, as country schools offer- -year course. . and Mrs. Culver left their re- .j)danger and trial? spective homes in Grant county, Wis: consin, immediately after their mi Veraippl Consolidated school and witt|!nes of our pioneers of territory and 30 until thelr gradua-| State. that another generation might have richer life and greater abundance and more of opportunity. The Enrichment of Dreams ‘Women who enriched frontier life with their dreams, who illuminated it with grace and sweetness, who sus- tained and encouraged men in their struggles, walked beside them in beauty of spirit storm and trial, and who sleep now in green val- leys and upon wind swept hilltops, co-builders of these great states. We of this later generation have struggled and we have known sacri- fice and self denial. Sometimes we have complained of our burdens and privations in the few years last past and it may be we have forgotten the privations and struggles and suffer- What privations have we endured that were as great as theirs? What struggles have we made that compare ‘with their continuous struggle, hazard, And by what ig do we think to be spared riage in the early spring of 1908 to|©Ur measure of burden in the achieve- prove up‘on a homestead about 10 miles northeast of Dickinson in the Versippi community. Since then they have made their home there, enlarg- ing and improving their farm year of the Stark county welfare board Teel ta baa ead Marah, in pantomime, before the news of it was carried to the outside world. Captain Marsh had pushed the nose of his steamer as far up the river as there was water to wet it, to cooper- ate if possible with the military com- mand. And upon a bright summer day. in June, there slipped through the brush on the bank of the river, @ Crow Indian, who signified his wish to be taken aboard. In reply to ex- cited questionings and unable to communicate with Marsh in English, the Crow Indian squatted upon the deck and tapped out a little circie of dots with his fingers, and these dots he designated by the Crow word for white men. About this circle he in- dicated a larger cirele of dots in motion cireularly, and this circle he designated “Sioux.” inner ‘circle of dots. Thus, almost without words, with tragic simplicity and unmistakable meaning, was told ia |the story of the death of Custer and his entire command, I had that chap- ter of the story from Captain Marsh himself, nearly a quarter of a cen- tury after the battle. When Bismarck Heard News Again I had another chapter. It was in the very early morning of a day in-the: first. weak-of- July in city in which we are observing this tersitorial anniversary. Because of the intensely hot night many slept out of doors with sheets thrown upon the grass. Among them was John P. Dunn, @ descendant of one of the oldest of America’s pioneer families, the Platts. He was awakened, he told me, by noises of shouting, oute cries, the rumble of wagons and the hoofbeats of horses to the westward in the direction of the river, He said the noises were alarming, ominous of disaster, and seemed to tell a story of tragedy, even before he knew what they signified. In a mo- ment this suddenly awakened pioneer was out of his bed upon the. grass and upon his way to discover the cause. of the noises that alarmed him in the night. Thus he learned the story that Captain Marsh had learned in pan- tomime, but this time with the vivid coloring of speech. Return of the Wounded The steamer Far West had put in at the river landing with the wounded of Reno’s command, ' Custer and his ue command had died upon the eld. The news of the tragedy, with a complete list of the dead and an ac- count of the disaster as far as it. could be learned, was put upon the telegraph by Colonel C. A. Lounsberry of the Bismarck Tribune, whose cor- respondent, Mark Kellogg, had beep killed with Custer and thus the first ews of the battle was given to the outside world. It was, for stark trag- edy, horror and surprise, perhaps the greatest news story ever flashed over a telegraph vie 8 * chun and country, history of. 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Garden of Eden, once in the Declara- tion of Independence, and once in the “cow country” before the fence, The Cowboy's Lament One of these pioneer cowboys or cattlemsn might have stood upon one of those thousand hills where his herds once ranged and looked upon the coming of the homesteader, with his wife, his sons and daughters, his Ss and_hatrows and hi houschold: goods, to know that ttie cattleman’s lordship. of the “cow country” was done and that he too must pass from view in this pageant of history and progress. Perhaps we heas his la- ment: They have turned it with their har- tows, they have broken it with plows, Where the cattle used to range it sSom2 one’s built himself a house, They have stuck it full of fence posts, they have girdled it with wire, They have shamed it and profaned it with an automobile tire. They have bridged its gullied rivers, they have peopled it with men, They have churched it, they have schooled it, they have steepled it —Amen. They have furrowed it with ridges, they have sceded it with grain Till the west that was worth know- ing I shall never see again. For the prairte’s passed or passing with the passing of the years Till there is no West worth know- ing, and there are no pioneers, They have riddled it with railroads, throbbing on and on and on, They have ridded it of dangers till the zest of it is gone. And-T’ve saddied up my pony for it's dull and lonesome here, To go westward, westward, westward, till we find a new Frontier, To get back to God’s own wildness and the skies we used to know, But there is no West—it’s conquered, and I don’t know where to go. of the States ‘ Keystone For when the territory of Dakota Fy 8 i after year. Mr. Culver is a member ment of a destiny? Do ease and plenty and luxury make for greater strength and virility than hardship and strug- Ble ‘and trial? Why then would we deny ourselves and our children those enrichments of character that made our pioneer fathers and mothers sturdy, strong and great? Courage From the Past Have we lost the spirit of those pioneers who traveled in covered wagons, across half the United States, facing unknown trails and desperate hazards, finally to blase a new trail for the generations to come? Or is it that we expect too much of life in the way of comfort, ease and protection from all il? To solve the problems that beset us today we need that pioneer spirit. It is the one thing that will sustain us and enable us to go forward to greater goals. It is the spirit of courage, of labor, of justice, of fair- ness, of human brotherhood, of will- ingness to help and share for the common good. Gelatin, 2 cups bottled grape juice, 1-2 The stake in this struggle is the/cup sugar, 1-2 cup orange juice, 1 tea- welfare and opportunity of all of the|spoon lemon juice. children now born and yet to be born.| Place cream cheese in double boiler who have a right to claim the oppor-jand heat until soft and creamy, stir- tunity to labor and to reap a just/ring constantly. Combine gelatin and reward. cold water and let stand five minutes. ‘We Dare Not Fail’ Add slowly to cheese, atirring well. If we fail in the struggle, we shall/ Add salt, tabasco and lemon juice and have betrayed those children, who/blend. Fold in whipped cream light- must await a later and more cour-jly, but do not heat. Pour into an ob- ageous generation to find the trail we|Jong quart mold and place in refrig- have lost, if we shall lose it. ‘Thejerator to become firm and very cold. stake is immeasureably great. We| For the grape layer soak the gelatin! The chief inspector of the immigra- shall dedicate ourselves to the strug-|in one-fourth of the grape juice for| tion department at Grand Forks con- gle and we shall not fail. We dare|five minutes. Heat mixture over hot! ferred with Dr. Carr relative to pos- not; teil. The cost of failure in human|water,. stirring / constantly Gel-| sible-action to deport Marratta te! ‘eeageayWoutt-be too great. We shail] atin: “is dissolved- and” mi ‘is| Canada Sinise fe is a Canadian citi- do honor to the memory of Dakota’s smooth. Mix remaining grape juice, zen. It was decided to drop pioneers, not alone with words, but |Sugar, orange and lemon juice, and) tion proceedings as he could not be with deeds like theirs. add the hot gelatin solution, stirring tried for his crime in Canada and until the sugar dissolves. Let stand’ it is believed that he could prove his with ease until cool and pour over the cheese) sanity after a short time if placed! Jayer when the latter has become in an asylum there and would then be To sit by hearth fires and to dream, | firm. Return to refrigerator to chill| free. But on and on their footsteps bent The ways of many an unknown stream. Brave spirits stirred with strange unrest They found broad waters and new lands, And carved the empires of the west ‘With rugged souls and sinewy hands. And who shall tell the glow and thrill That Yonkers, N. Y., ban on women wearing shorts is proving a boon to alert press its, even if it does keep comfort-minded aie out of the modest suburb’s environs. The employes of Charles At- las, New York physical culturist, saw a chance to make short work < ie eed skirts a] ‘won a Re mission to thd ie) at the ice. ie agent heard o: 80 you see las dicta’ shorts-clad Ruth Us . If the idea catches on in other offices, have started a new fad. Today’s Recipe | Grape Cheese Salad For cheese layer: Oné pound cream cheese, 1 tablespoon gelatin, 1-2 cup cold water, 1-4 teaspoon salt, 6 drops teaspoons lemon and set. Unmold and cut in slices to serve. This will serve eight or ten persons. Killer Back in Cell Cured of Insanity Jamestown, N. D. July 3—(P)— Charles Marratta, under a life sen- tence for the murder of Peter Stew- art, Fargo grocer, has been trans- ferred back to the state penitentiary at Bismarck, according to an an- nouncement by Dr. J. D. Carr, super- intendent of the state hospital for the insane here. Marratta, who was) returned to Bismarck late Thursday) afternoon, has entirely recovered from his mental trouble and Dr. Carr rec- ommended his return to the peniten- tiary. He had been an inmate of the state hospital since March 26. ii tabasco 5. 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