The Daily Alaska empire Newspaper, April 7, 1933, Page 4

| { { } I THE DAILY ALASKA EMPIRE, FRIDAY, APRIL 7, 1933. Daily Alaska Empire JOUN W. TROY - - PRESIDENT AND EDITOR ROBERT W. BENDER - - GENERAL MANAGER d _every % PRINTING Juneau, evening except Sunday by _the COMPANY at Second and Main ka. red in the Post Office In Juneau as Second Class SUBSCRIPTION RATE S. Delivered by carrier In Juneau and Douglas for $1.25 per_month, ably did a great deal of your governing be- fore he was jailed. It is possible that the old gentleman believes that utter nonsense, but it is hardly probable. Old he is, but not senile. And one of his intellectual stature cannot have descended to the level of actually believing such balderdash. Rather than be- lieve he was deliberately stating a creed in branding all America has achieved as futile, and seeking to raze it, we are inclined to the opinion that he was seeking to stir up some criticisms of Shaw for the same reason that a small boy delights in stirring up a hornets’ nest then ducking to watch the angry pald, at the following rates: ance, $12.00; six months, In advance, in_ advance, $1.21 insects descend upon some harmless passerby. That would be Shaw at his best. SYNOPSIS: To ¢om plicate the intrigue against France in the Citadel ¢f Mekazzen, there are personal feuds. The Kaid of Mekazzen, Raisul his son, and Major Napoleon Ricolli, of the Foreign Legion, camped not far away, conduct the chief in- trigue. Beneath the surface VALIANT DusT by Percival Christopher Wren Ehs o | { 20 YEARS AGO { From The Empire o it best of it. He was her husband, and | she would make the best of him, | ' APRIL 7, 1913 If he were weak, she must try to ¥ strengthen him; and if Morocco had| The McDonald case had taken a bad effect upon him, she musl"’he attention of the Dl_strlct Court, get him out of the country, and;J; B. Marshall of the firm of Gun- never det THA" domiie ‘back G0, i, ,‘nison and Marshall, who took the And, in any case, they must get|Sténographic notes for the grand st e s w 1 er a favor if they will promptly ther® is the love of Raisul for like living in the Tower of London | out of this horrible place. It was /WY, Was reading the same to the Court in connection with the ap- Husiness Office of any fallure or irregularity n t elivery of their papers Telephc r Editorial and Business Offices, 374. MEMBER OF ASSOCIATED PRESS. Press is exclusively entitled to the all news dispatches credited to e credited in this paper and also the herein. ALASKA CIRCULATION GUARANTEED TO BE LARGER THAN THAT OF ANY OTHER PUBLICATION. Although last night ushered in the era of legal beer for Alaska, it was a mere formality. There was no wild celebration in commemoration of the oc- casion. Part of the reason for that lack may have been the absence of some of the 3.2 beer, which, local. merchants are informed, will be received here next Tuesday. Vintners can be punished if they don't stop when their wine reaches the 3.2 per cent mark, but what’s the Government going to do to Nature when she presses on from that point? Officials have been warning the public to be on its guard against counterfeit $20 bills that are being | { | | | HOME. THE PRODIGAL Toddy, thanks to Congress and the President,| the country, or a large part of it at least; welcomes| small beer. The homecoming prodigal lacks mucl.! of the robustness that was its when it disappeared | from the national scene thirteen years ago. It is, regretably or not, but slightly more than three per cent by weight. Missing, too, are the sights and sounds and smells of its old era. No more cool wded rooms behind swinging doors where free ¢h (remember the pickles, potato salad and we: and clank- ing mugs mingled with the feas' a and the flow of soul—at least in many Staie No more the aroma that ushered in the season of violets and. boc! > is the prodigal—and it is welcome. For| wont appear locally but what's a few years of absence from our midst? ers tell us that the new brew will be| better than ever. In 22 States 72,000,000 y v <ake their thirst in legal beer today,| if the supply lasts until all customers are supplied. A he er fluid flows, taxpayers' hearts will each seidel, stein or bottle sold sets| and many of his smaller relatives to| o cash registers. Today is the turn of| s—next week comes ours, for MR. SHAW AGAIN ELUCIDATE Bernard Sha barbed wit has for years be delight of his admirers and the despair of who see in him an “intellectual Red,” whose shafts constitute a menace to organized so- ciety, particularly to Democratic institutions. Often it has seemed that both his champions and his critics have taken hm too seriously. Much of his satire, and there is an abundance of it as age has not dimmed either his wit or his loquacity, prob- ably has been delivered with his tongue in his cheek, to use a colloguialism. This belief finds some corroboration in a state- ment he made not long ago in Japan to the effect that some of his remarks had caused trouble and that he thought the time had come when he must stop talking. Surely it is not that serious. Even when we disagree with every word he utters, as in his latest outbreak from Honolulu, there is a certain relish in reading it. In Honolulu, in a diatribe from him on the League of Nations and Democracy, it was typically Shavian for him to say: Everybody thinks Mr. Roosevelt is going to do something. He is not going to do anything. He cannot do anything. Your fine democratic institutions prevent it. What did Mr. Hoover do? Nothing. Yet he was a good man, with sound ideas. It just happened that Mr. Roosevelt got photographed at the right moment with a baby. He got in on one of those silly land- slides you are liable to get in elections. The idea of democracy is futile. Safe- guards for liberty are nonsense. The func- tion of governments is to do away with lib- erty up to a certain point. What America needs is a dictator. country is under a dictator. You people in America won't be governed n the those Every circulated widely. Boy, wouldn't it be grand to be fixed so you'd have to watch for one of them? T Ex-President Hoover is back in California. After his experience of last November, little incidents like a California earthquake will mean nothing to him. Traveling Along New Paths. (Bremerton News-Searchlight.) The country needs and, unless I mis- take its temper, the country demands bold, persistent experimentation. It is common sense to take a method and try it; if it -fails, admit it frankly and try another. But above all, try something. This paragraph comes from President Roose- velt's own book, “Looking Foward,” and it is a declaration of principles that is immensely encour- aging. It seems to set forth precisely the attitude| which a leader must have today. . We are not only struggling to climb out of a very deep depression. We have come, as far as we can tell, to the end of an era in our history. Whatever we are going to do in the future, it is going to be something new, something different. The old ways have proved their madequncy,} and since we lack perfect wisdom, about the only thing we can do is go ahead by a trial and error| method until we have found a new way that wil work. It is a long time since we have had a Presi- dent who demanded “bold, persistent experimenta- tion”; it is a long time since our own temper has been of a kind to support such a President even if we had one. Ever since the war we have tried to play safe. “Don't rock the boat” has been our |national slogan. We have asked our Presidents to |keep their hands off things and let well enough alone. That worked all right, or seemed to, as long as things were indeed well enough. But when they went from bad to worse, and from worse to worst, it was a catastrophic policy. That we have at last discarded it, and have a President who has dis- carded it, is perhaps the most encouraging fact on the horizon. No one knows just what is going to get us finally out of the depression. No one knows just how, having got out, we are going to keep from slipping back in again. We can do nothing less than make some experiments. Some of them, in all probability, will not work, but that does not matter. Our only chance is to keep trying, over and over again, until we have found what we want. 1t is hoped the New York bankers who loaned themselves millions in ’29 without security went through the formality of giving themselves the hard eye first in a mirror.—(Detroit News.) The Scnate restaurant now has a ‘“Roosevelt Salad” for 30 cents. Probably a sort of Old Potato salad. Or perhaps it is made up of kale, hops and cold cuts—(New York Sun.) Now’s the time to practice deep breathing if you would recover the art of blowing off the suds— (Philadelphia Bulletin.) More than likely that missing September Morn painting which is being frantically- sought by its owner has been dissected into a jig-saw puzzle.— (Ohio State Journal.) If a man bit a dog it would be news; also for something.—(Philadelphia Bulletin.) From the depths the American spirit has been raised to the heights—including a few gesundheits! by anybody but racketeers. Al Capone prob- —(Chicago News.) AWARDED SATU FOUNTAL \ OPE FREE -- FRE 5 LIVE EASTER RABBITS WILL BE An opportunity will be afforded each customer of our Soda Fountain to par- ticipate in the award. : J!Ineall Drug Co. RDAY, APRIL 15 S TOMORROW o if Senator Borah should cast an affirmative vote| Jules Maligni’s English wife Margaret. After getting Jules drunk, Raisul frightens Mar- garet by entering her rcom. Jules' mother, tc whom Mar- garet tells the incident, is fur- ious at Margaret for protesting, and tells Jules Margaret has endangercd all their positions with the powerful Raisul, Mean- while Margaret waits in her mother-in-law’s room. Chapter 24 RAISUL'S FUN ened to shoot him?” Jules demand- ed of his mother. “She told me so herself.” you why.” “Why? You know Raisul; know what this Raisul is. Find her alone and knowing the statc you were in he thought he'd have some fun.” “What he calls fun.” “Yes, but surely that's a case for the swift smack, the slap that brings the blush of shame to cheek of naughtiness. Margaret about shooting wayward young men very much. What did happen?” “Oh, shel tell you, no doubt, and make a mighty story of it. Prob- ably try to give you the impression jthat she had a desperate struggle with Raisul and that the only pos- le thing now is for you to kil , to avenge your honor or some hysterical rubbish of that sort.” “That's” absurd, of course, but... well... it's a bit difficult. Raisul mustn’t annoy her, and if she real- ly threatened to shoot him he must have annoyed her badly. It's a bit awkward.” “Very awkward. Oh, my son why on earth did you marry an Englishwoman when you knew that you would come and join your father in Morocco, when the time was ripe? . . . So unsuitable . . . only an additional expense and re- sponsibility and anxiety. Now, a country, with knowledge and un- derstanding . . .” Jules Maligni laughed. “You may laugh at me, my son, but T implore you to heed what I say.” “Well, what do you say, Lady Macbeth?” “I say this: your wife must not offend Raisul with her airs and graces.” “But suppose Raisul offends Mar- garet?” “Then one of two things; she must not take offense—or she must go.” to Heaven, do you?” “It's said to be a good place for saints,” replied El Isa Beth el Ain dryly. “But I did not mean Hea- ven. She could go back to England. “I can't go back to England now. Father and I are . . .” “I did not say you, my son. I said your wife. Since she finds Raisul's simple remedy—she can g0 away; she can go back to England—in theory until you rejoin her. If she gets tired of waiting there for you, she can come back again and see how Raisul behaves then. “Why can't women help their husbands instead of hindering them?” she added angrily, “Help them as I've helped mine—at any cost.” “You're different, my dear. You “Yes, very different. I put my husband’s interests and welfare, let alone his life—before a silly trifle like a Kkiss.” “Yes, T said you're different from Margaret.” “Very well, let this different wo- man go back to her own country,” “And what about me?" “Yes, and what about you—and your father, not to mention your mother—if the girl refuses to go, and also refuses to be friendly with Raisul?” “Oh, Lord,” groaned Jules. “Per- fect little headache-cure, aren't you? Better than three aspirins and a cup of coffee, any day. “I'll have both, I think,” he add- ed. “So you beetle off, and make me a cup, strong and black, and about a pint' of it. Beetle off, Mother, and let Sara bring it.” And having forestalled her daugh- ter-in-law, and sown certain seeds in her son’s mind, the Lady El Isa Beth el Ain “beetled” off. Meanwhile Margaret, sick with indignation, fear, anger, resentment and a terrible sense of helplessness, passed a bad hour. Had her intuition been right when she first became engaged to Julesy and was there a yellow streak in his character? She had told him, at one time, that she did not love him, and had talked about a twelve months’ engagement. Here Margaret pulled herself up sharply, once again. ‘Whoever he was, and whatever he was, she had married him of her own free will, and with her e; open—and she would make in the days of Richard the Third, Plication of the defendant to be “Well, then, presumably she told S3 nonsense so shocking she has a or Henry the Eighth | And meanwhile what to do? How to find Jules? | How long had she been in this beastly room? And what would hap- pen if she merely sat tight? El Isa Beth el Ain—her mother-in- law!—had simply said, “If you in- sist on remaining in this reom, Il leave it.” Another hour passed, and a gnaw- ing hunger was added to Margaret's other troubles. If she grew tired of waiting, and “How do you know she threat- Went away, would she be re-ad- mitted if she returned? | On the other hand, she would look rather f if she merely a self-inflicted She was being ab- ody had treated her ly and she had had nothing whatever of which to com- plain—save for Raisul's incredible madness of last night. ©Of course this woman EI Isa Beth el Ain was bitterly jealous of her, but surely she would do her own son’s wife no harm, nor permit |anybody else to injure her? | Anyhow, this was no good. an English girl, and they don’t go‘ Springing up, Margaret went to | the outer door and hammered upon it as El Isa Beth el Ain had told her to do. Almost at once the heavy lock was turned, a big bolt with- drawn, and the door opened by Hassan el Miskeen. “I want to find my husband, the ‘Sldi Jules Maligni,” she said; re- peated the statement and attempted it in a shocking jargon of Spanish and Arabic, as she realized it was a waste of time [to address this dirty old man in English or French. | Hassan el Miskeen, smiling pleas- antly, shook his head and then, opening widely a cavernous mouth, made patent the fact that he had no tongue. Margaret shuddered, pushed past him, and rushed down the corridor, turned to the right at the end of it, and tried to remember whether the turning that she should take girl like this Sara, a girl of the |OUt Of this passage was the third or fourth on the left, or the second orythird on the right. She could try both sides, and if one passage did not lead her to the stairs, another would. familiar, and yes, there were the steep, worn stone steps that led down to the inner court-yard which W4s the garden and place of recre- atlon, K But no, this was wrong. There should be three flights of stairs, and she had only come down two flights. Should she go back, or fol- low this gloomy tunnel-like passage “Go where? You don't mean go in search of another descending flight of steps, and if so should she turn to the left or to the right? ‘Well, she could explore in both directions, steps, if she did mot find the other flight that she must descend to get down to the courtyard. .. She must not get lost, and she hiist not yield to panic. She must remember that she was an English girl, staying with her husband in house where his parents dwelt, must fight against this foolish fear, this idiotic feeling that she was caught, trapped and in some ‘hideous danger, Turning the corner at the end of. the passage, Margaret stopped. What was tha: sound? Had somebody coughed cr spoken, or dropped something? Or had it been the sound of a footstep? (Qopyright, 1932, F. A. Stokes Co.) Margaret meets a surprising man, tomorrow, and is offered - aid. l WE HAVE IY at the Right Price Harris Hardware Co. | Lower Front Street | Commercial in French,| The second on the right seemed ! and return to these' jadmitted to bail. . The matter wa: iresumed until the following day. The Empire published this story, {quoting Dave Martin, oldest Juneau {inhabitant, on the Nome sweep- |stakes of the previous year: “Every- body told me that I would get the |dog-fever and I did. Fourth of ;July sunk into insignificance com- ipared to this big thing. On the day of the start, Front street reminded me of Market Street, San Fran- icisco. The interest of the people |was intense. The teams started at |five minute intervals and,as soon as the last team had passed the :line. a rush was made to the Board jof Trade where Frank Hall was ‘pos:ing odds. “Betting was preity heavy and I commenced to feel the blood tin- ‘gle. ‘Women and girls were betting gloves and ribbons among them- selves—later on they were occasion- ally seen slipping dollars to fath- ers, brothers and sweethearts to wager on the results. became restless and dressing at 3 o'clock in the morning hastened down to the Board of Trade to have a look at the bulletin board— a man was writing: ‘Scotty Allen has just passed Topkak, rested here ten minutes.’ ! “By the third day I was worn| Ito a frazzle with the constant strain on my nerves—I wanted to own a dog team, one that would be a winner. “The finish was intensely excit- |ing. It was a clear and beautiful night, about fifteen degrees below zero. Everybody was downtown promenading the main thorough- fare. Front street was lined on both sides from Barracks Square for sev- eral blocks south. The Board of Trade was crowded with an excited mass of humanity. Women with anxious looks sent their small boys in to get the latest news bulletins. “Front street was roped on each side for a distance of several blocks and frenzied people crushed against the barrier to get a view of the hero and his faithful dogs. “When Scotty Allen arrived, one dog was riding on the sled and the others were looking pretty tired. .So was “‘Scotty’. As he crossed the line, Scotty handed his ' passports, a voluminous package, to the judg- es. He was immediately seized and (hoisted to the shoulders of admir- |ing friends and carried away. The Judges inspected the dog team to |see that everything tallied up all |Tigh and another crowd took the dogs away to a place where they could rest.” | I 1 In the Senate, a bill to compel a jhusband to support wife and chil- |® @ren failed to reach its third read- | Let the advertisements help you make your shopping plans. DON'T MISS IT! Norma Shearer “Smilin’ Through” CAPITOL i R BETTY MAC | BEAUTY SHOP " The B. M. Behrends Bank Juneaun, Alaska BANKERS SINCE, 1891 Resources Over $2,250,000.00 | 103 Assembly Apartments | PHONE 547 and Savings “The night of the first day I[& | PROFESSIONAL | { Helene W. L. Albrecht PHYSIOTHERAPY Massage, Electricity, Infra Red Ray, Medical Gymnastics. 307 Goldstein Building Phone Office, 216 3. 32 & .{ DRS. KASER & FREEBURGER ' DENTISTS Blomgren Building PHONE 56 Hours 9 am. to 9 pm. } | Dr. Charles P. Jenne . DENTIST R¢)ms 8 and 9 Valentine Building 1 Telephone 176 Dr. J. W. Bayne DENTIST Rooms 5-6 Triangle Bldg. Office hours, 9 am. to 5 p.m. Evenings by appointment Phone 321 £ Dr. A. W. Stewart DENTIST ¢ Hours 9 am. to 6 p.m. SSWARD BUILDING Office Phone 469, Res. rhone 276 — g § 1 | | Dr. Richard Williams DENTIST OFFICE AND RESIDENCE Gastineau Building, Plone 481 [ I i) Robert Simpson Opt. D. Graduate Los Angeles Col- lege of Optometry and Opthalmology Glasses Fitted, Lenses Ground G- Ll [ DR. R. E. SOUTHWELL g Optometrist—Optician Eyes Examined—Glasses Fitted Room 7, Valentine Bldg. Office Phone 484; Residence Phone 238. Office Hours: 9:30 to 12; 1:00 to 5:30 - ] Rose A. Andrews—Graduate Nurse ELECTRO THERAPY Cabinet Baths—Massage—Colonic Irrigations Office hours, 11 am. to 5 p.m. Evenings by Appointment Second and Main. Phone 259-1 ring : ’ Chambers, Fifth Street, 1 ] | Fraternal Societies | OF ] Gastineau Channel | B. P. 0. ELKS meets every Wednesday at 8p. m Visiting brothers welcome. o Geo. Messerschmidt, 1 Exalted Ruler. M. H. Sides, Secretary. KNIGHTS OF COLUMBUS Seghers Council No. 1760. Meetings second and last Monday at 7:3¢ p. m. Transient brothers urg- ed to attend. Counecil JOHN F. MULLEN, G. K H. J. TURNER, Secretary Our trucks go any place any | time. A tank for Diesel Oil | and a tank for crude o1 save | burner trouble, | | | # ; PHONE 149, NIGHT 148 | RELIABLE TRANSFER CALL 14 Royal Blue Cabs 25¢ Anywhere in City = =z JUNEAU TRANSFER I COMPANY M oting and Storage Moves, Packs and Stores Freight and Baggage Prompt Delivery of FUEL oIL ALL KINDS OF COAL PHONE 48 —— —— % J MAY HAYES ’ ST S AL TR Hazel James Ferguson TEACHER OF PIANO DUNNING SYSTEM 430 Goldstein Building ‘Telephone 196 | DR. E. MALIN Licensed Chiropractor and Sanipractic Physician State of Washington Phone 472 JUNEAU ROOMS Over Piggly Wiggly Store ——e Harry Race DRUGGIST “THE SQUIBB STORE” Any Place in City PHONES . e JUNEAU-YOUNG | Funeral Parlors | Licensed Funeral Diectors ! ! K and Embalmers | Night Phone 1861 Day Phone12 L — . — .‘—‘—-—1 LUDWIG NELSON | JEWELER ! Watch Reghiring to efficient spending. PEERLESS BREAD Always Good— Always Fresh “Ask Your Grocer” 7 i T, o THE JuNeEAu LAunpry | Franklin Street between | Front and Second Streets ) [} PHONE 359 e OO LOOK YOUR BEST | Personal Service Beauty i Treatments Donaldine Beauty , Parlors ( Phone 496 RUTH HAYES ["BERGMANN DINING ROOM . Meals for Transients , Cut Rates Chicken dinner Sunday, 60c MRS. J. GRUNNING ] Board by Week or Month | . L — HOTEL ZYNDA Large Sample Rooms ELEVATOR SERVICE 8. ZYNDA, Prop. ! GENERAL MOTORS ’ HA“AG“:RODU(?!‘S W. P. JOHNSON ‘HAAS Famous Candies The Cash Bazaar ] i 1