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THE BISMARC K TRIB UNE Entered at the Postoffice, Bismarck, N. D., as Second Class Matter, BISMARCK TRIBUNE CO, * - - Publisher! Foreign Representatives G. LOGAN PAYNE COMPANY CHICAGO DETROIT Marquette Bldg. Kresge Bldg. PAYNE, BURNS AND SMITH NEW YORK - Fifth Ave. Bldg. MEMBER OF THE ASSOCIATED PRESS The Associated Press is exclusively entitled to the use or republication of all news dispatches credited to it or not other wise credited in this paper and also the local newa published herein. All rights of republieatlon of specTal (llHuarcntsa Herein are also reserved. MEMBER AUDIT BUREAU OF CIRCULATION SUBSCRIPTION RATES PAYABLE IN ADVANCE ~ Daily by carrier, per year $7.20 Daily by mail, per year (in Bismarck) 7.20 Daily by mail, per year (in state outside Bismarck).... 5.00 Daily by mail, outside of North Dakota 6.00 THE STATE'S OLDEST NEWSPAPER (Established 1873) WELCOME KI WAN IS Organization of a Kiwanis Club in Bismarck is a step in ne right direction. In every city there is the best cooper ition between the Rotary, Kiwanis and Lions clubs. There will be no exception to this general rule in Bismarck. Once or twice a year there should be a joint meet ing of the three clubs to coordinate their programs so that there will be no duplication of effort. The Bismarck Rotary has sponsored the boy welfare work and cooperation with the school authorities. There are many other matters of moment for the Kiwanis and Lions clubs to lather. A juvenile and adult baud under the auspices of the As sociation of Commerce will need t he* aid and earnest cooper ation of all civic bodies. There is a pressing need for or ganized girl welfare work for twelve months in the year and the city should at an early date begin preparation upon a plan for city parks. The ideal feature of all these clubs is the fact that they function with the Association of Commerce. In many Ki wanis, Rotary and Lions clubs it is an unwritten law that membership in the Association of Commerce is first qualifi cation for fellowship in the other club. In an age where therq is a tendency to over organize, the importance of a strong virile Association of Commerce which takes in every citizen should not be under estimated. The other clubs serve as a fbree to promote civic welfare through an indirect inlluence, but the organization through which the actual work is done is most effective if it happens to be the Association of Commerce. The Kiwanis club has a place to fill in the civic life of Bismarck. It has been most auspiciously launched. The Tribune knows it voices the sentiments of other organizations in wishing this new venture the greatest success in promot ing the welfare of this city and in inspiring more citizens to engage in work of a public nature. There is little or no difference between the spirit of Rotary and that of Kiwanis. The sole object of this organization can be well summed up as follows: The ideal of SERVICE as the basis of all worthy enter prise. High ethical standards in business and professions. The application of the ideal of service by every Kiwanian to his personal, business and community life. The development of acquaintance as an opportunity for service. The recognition of the worthiness of all useful occupa tions and the dignifying by each Kiwanian of his occupation as an*opportunity to serve society. The advancement of understanding, good will and inter national peace through a world fellowship of business and professional men united in the Kiwanis ideal of service. THE SENTRY While fishing, Rotlger Dolan got a sore throat which 'developed into tonsilitis, then painful quinsy. By this time the camping party was 128 miles from even a village. But Dolan needed a doctor, so one of the Indian guides took him the 28 miles by canoe and portage. “The place wasn’t even a village,” Dolan tells the story. “It was a community of about 15 houses, no stores. I in quired my way to the doctor’s house. It was a little frame dwelling. The doctor’s wife —in gingham wrapper, her hands gnarled and red from helping her husband fight for existence came to the door. She informed me that the celebrated physician was out back, chopping wood, and to iust step into his office.” “The office was a surprise.” “This office,” Dolan continues, “looked like business. The linoleum had a faked inlaid-tiles design. In one cornel was a white enameled bookcase affair with glass shelves, in which the doctor’s shining tools were displayed. On a table were the latest medical magazines. “The doctor showed up presently. He had ‘washed up’ and donned a white hospital jacket., He examined me thor oughly, painted my throat ulcers, then went into his dis pensing laboratory whence, after half an hour with mortar and pestle, he emerged with a pint of throat gargle and an other pint of tonic. “His charge for the whole works, examination and medi eine and all, was one dollar. I protested that I didn’t want to shove him any nearer the poorhouse, but he said: ‘A dol lar is all I can charge the local settlers, and I wouldn’t feel square to ask any more of an outsider, not even Rocke feller, or Ford!’ “I baited him with questions and learned that most of his work in his far-flung community was charity. Also that he had to chop his own firewood and farm a big garden to make both ends meet. “It was amazing, his intuitive medical genius. I found that he was up to the minute on medical science, treating several endocrine gland cases in the backwoods and check ing two cancers by radium borrowed by registered mail from a far-off city. : “ ‘Sometimes I wish I had hung out my shingle in a larger laid more remunerative community,’ the doctor’ confided almost emphatically as he gazed out the window. ‘But I Cfcn’t leave these people. They need me. Some one has to be here, to care for them when they get ill.' ... i? There is a great lesson in this backwoods doctor’s life of self-sacrifice for duty. Men like this old country doctor are the foundation stones of civilization. Duty—the purpose for which we were put into this world •i*-is very plain to all of us. Apd are more than you would think, of people like the backwoods country doctor at the outskirts of civilization—the unsung truly great. *.! GOODBY t. Famous old Elms Hotel, tavern opened in 1771, goes out business in Sturbridge, Mass. ’“Prohibition hit us,” ex plains the genial host, John Hubbard. ' ' So places like Delmonico’s are not the only ones that are expiring with John Barleycorn. Jails, insane asylums and the poorhouses also report falling off in business. EDITORIAL REVIEW Comments reproduced In this column may or may not express .the opinion of The Tribune. They •are presented here In order that our readers may have both sides of Important Issues which are being discussed la tbs pr«M of the day. AFTER CO Ah, LIGNITE So rit ii is this country in natural resources licit some which other ••real countries lack remain unde-’ v< loped and at present unneeded. Probably not one person in ten knows we have lignite, vast beds of which are found in many sec- I ons of the country, especially in the South. Texas, indeed, lias lig i .it mines, where the fuel him been dug for commerce. Lignite, a low grade fuel, has been mined in many other cases for home list*. Germany, th uigit ji has coal reg- \ ions, has made greater use of lig nite than we. It consumed some i tub 000 tons last year. * * * The fuel division of the American So- ' ciety of Mechanical Engineers has j t.lined its attention to plans for | ine ust> of lignite on a similar in- l creased scale in our country. The juice, it is estimated, would ; he about sfi.oo a ton at the mines, 1 and in special furnaces, where the ■ fuel can lx* kept in thin layers, lig- i pile burns efficiently. II lias been ! t*ded both for domestic and indus- I trial use and found satisfactory for! hoih. I.ignile has not been exploit- ! ed to any great degree in this | coiintrv. mainly because it meets the direct competition of good gtades of coal, hut as tile supply of anthracite, which lignite resem bles, and bituminous dwindles, there is cerlnin to be great inter- j est in ibis fuel. In many localities lignite occurs in vast beds only a j short distance from the surface, or j actually in outcroppings, so that | mining is not expensive. Perhaps by the time the neees-1 vit.v for the development of lignite arrives new sources of heat and power will have been developed: certainly in Europe scanty coal supjdies in some regions have greatly advanced the use of “white coal,” the Hydro-electric power which exhausts no natural resour ces and lias many other advantages. The possibility of man’s drawing upon the lately discovered atomic energy may become a reality and solve the power problem forever — if we will accept more possibilities. Easiness men do not yet count on atomic energy for their future fuel. In the present state of hu man progress it is comforting to think of the huge stores of fuel awaiting the needs of future gen * rations. Since engineers have started divising jilans for the use of lignite, we may count on having the means to handle it to advantage when the time comes. * * * Actually 137,000,000 tons consumed by Germany last year. Governmental Official Reports are available to prove that Germany consumed 1117,000,000 tons of lig nite during 1922 and conservative Government estimates place the to tal tonnage mined in Germany for 1023 as 200,000,000 tons, of lignite. —New York Sun and Globe. ADVENTURE OF THE TWINS By Olive Roberts Barton “All out for Circus Town!” called out Mister Punch the conductor man. Nancy and Nick got off the Choo- Choo Express, hoping to find Ruby Joan there. Circus Town was where the cir cus lived when it wasn’t traveling around. “Hello!” called a merry clown turning a somersault when he saw the Twins. “It was a nice day to morrow, isn’t it.” The Twins laughed. But just as the clown got settled nicely on his feet again and they were going to ask him if he had seen anything of a rag doll, a nice little black and white pony came trotting up with a tiny monkey on his back. “Want a ride?'’ asked the monkey, for In Circus Town all the animals could talk. “Yes, indeed, thank you,” said Nick. “Then climb on, both of you,” said the monkey jumping off. So they climbed on and the little pony trotted off like a race horse. But he was easy to ride and the Twins hadn’t the least bit of trou ble sticking on. “Oh, what’s that?” cried Nancy, as a big round white thing ap peared directly in front of them. We’re going to bump right into it!” “Jump!” suddenly called a voice. Both Twins gave a leap off the pony’s back, but to their surprise they found themselves hack on him again right away, riding along as though nothing had happened. “We went through a paper-hoop!” laughed Nick. “We’re regular cir cus-riders!” After 'that they did so many things and had such a wonderful time that they forgot about Ruby Joan, and the until they J heard the whistle. | “Oh, the Choo-Ch'o Express is go j ing, cr’ed Nick. “We’ll have to hurrv back to the station.” “I’ll take you,” offered an ele phant and reaching down with his trunk he set them both on his back and started off at run. They were just in time. (To Be Continued.) (Copyright, 1923, NEA Service, Inc.) MATCHING CAP French lingerie with real lace and the finest, of French embro : dery fre quently includes a very fancy bou do’r can reneating the trimming of the combination or chemise. BUToSEME BISMARCK. NORTH DAKOTA <a? ow the Northwest tor Quality & MAIL US YOUR FILTAS THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE LETTER FROM JOHN ALDEN PRESCOTT TO SYDNEY CARTON. I’m inclosing some letters to me from Leslie. They are almost too sacred for ev«i the eyes of my best friend. Only that 1 must scourge myself for my sins, 1 would not send them to you. “I wonder, Jack, just what a man does —what his thoughts are under these circumstances.” “What would you do, Jack? On, how foolish of me to ask you! Of course you do not know what you would do. No one does unless he is. put in the same position.” t , ik \*hat fiendish emmissary of Fate told Leslie to write that to me? ‘God! It is the last stray that pushes mu down into a purgatory of my own building! You must see after this, Syd, L could never confess to her —never tell her—of Paula. How sweetly she allays my fears r my jealousy of her people, and throws herself compleYdy upon my love and care! Did ever a married sweetheart write such dear love letters? Syd, if women only knew what scroundreis we were they would shrink from us in contempt instead of allowing us to hold them in our arms. I think I shall go mad if you do not come soon, Syd. To tell you the truth, I do not dare go near Paula unless you are with me. The' longer I live, 'the surer I be come of the fact that we must pay not only for our sins but for our mistakes. I think I have said that to you before, Syd, but it looks to nif as though Life had asked perfection EVERETT TRUE V — AWO /+ l-C_ ~iy\<z.<s(=. th<s -f AT=> liepoussoMe MOTwefV*IIV- LAtV$ ( Ttf<S <SCT VS NOT Too H AVCS -CO T>RAGL pan A R. f TOO [\[ SOMEONE’S DUE A RELAPSE * / V ' SINKING To IMY OLD \ TlMe SELF AGAIN of every mortal and punished or cast aside as totally unfit those who fall short of this by either mistaken no tions or voluntary sinning. Syd, I cannot endure it. I haven’t even answered these wonderful let ters from Leslie of . which I have sent you a copy. I am carrying the originals around with mo, and I read them over an,j over, alternately con sumed first by the burning torture of her faith in me and then by the knowledge of how unworthy 1 am of that faith. She is the dearest wonujn in all the world, llelp'me to keep her happy by getting me out of this' mess. Had another note from Paula to day. She tells me that the doctor says she must getaway immediately if she would cure incipient tubercu losis. Syd, I know what she wants. She wants to get away some place here she will not sec either Leslie or roe. The poor girl hasn’t a cent to bless herself with and she wants the money to go. Now 1 ask you how am 1 going to raise this money? I’m in a devil of a hole, from .which 1 seem to he trying to pull myself out by my bootstraps. Somehow I fear that it is not tuberculosis that ails Paulg. f A THOUGHT * « * The Lord is in his holy temple; let all the earth keep silence before him. —Hab. 2:20. • * • Henceforth the Majesty of Goj re vere; Fear him nml you have nothing else to fear. —Fordyce. \ m©tics, ev-ett, 1 That too Irakis a Mi s- TAK£ fN This not SOT fflgjjfce-UYoO SHOUCD SAY tyOTtt6*S-IN-lA(A), BY CONDO LA Fotf^ 6, Things are gett.ng so it takes ' goo<l eyesight to tell a Tilling station 1 from an ice cream parlor. , Three congressmen are visiting Russia. Serves all four right. , 1 The airplane will never be popular until you can drive with one hand . ancf park on a cloud. i About 75 were poisoned at a New York wedding even though j the bride didn’t do the cooking. , Oregon crops are by caterpillars, probably on vacation from some silk mill. , Glacier advances indicate the ice aj*e is? returning, so our ice man is worried a little. Many of this year’s college grad uates show signs of recovery. German people are gambling in murks, but many people here match pennies, which is worse. We are eating more soft boiled eggs than ever before, according to a dry cleaner’s figures. Attorney general says the sugar situation is. very satisfactory, but doesn’t say for whom? Big rainstorm hit New York re cently and thousands tasked their first water in several weeks. Bad news from Mddrid. ' Spain fighting Moors. Just like them, we don’t know what it 'is about. Over in London, a woman mill worker won $160,000, no doubt mak ing all the neighbors mad. Baltimore’s new council is asking for beer. The weather must be get ting hot in Baltimore. ’ Women’s working hours may be reduced in but this doesn’t include married women. Only nice thing about most trou bles is you soon have some new ones their place. In Des Moines, la,, only one high school girl in . 309 says'she wants to marry, but just wait. Some men are cautious; they want two guesses at the winner of the Dempsey-Gibbons fight. Love’s a gamble. Texas sheik who played with hearts and diamonds was dealt with by clubs and patted in the face with a spade. Scientists made, 2,000,000 volts of lightning. One time we saw that much in bottle. , Pott a Ecomomopomlon married Sotjinia Papaconstantinon in Chi cago, so now our typewriter stutters. BRACELETS Colored glass bracelets are among the popular novelties of the'season. So are the heavy silver models of Indian origin with large \ matrix stones and crude carving. PAISLEY PATTERN Handkerchiefs of very fine linen arc dyed ip Paisley patterns and finished about the edge with a ruf fle of fine net edging. Bismapck Ford Day, June 25. You will like Bismarck. BEGIN HERE TODAY 1 Mark Brendon, famous criminal 1 investigator, is taking holiday on Dartmoor, where fishing is his plea- v sure. While visiting a trout stream t in Foggintor Quarry, Mark holds I conversation with n man clad con- \ spicuously in Noifolk jacket, knick- : erbockers and a red waistcoat with < brass buttons. The stranger’s hair c and huge mustaches are fiery red in s color. ' \ Later Brendon receives a letter from Jenny Pendenn asking him to a investigate the disappearance of ht*r a husband. Mark goes to call at I Jenny’s home and learns that the 1 man he mat in the quarry is Robert \ Kedmayne, uncle to Jenny, and that he i; missing and suspected of mur- I tiering Michael Pendtan, who also is t missing. Robert Redmayne and his f two brothers are Jenny’s three liv- 1 ing relatives, t NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY ! "The war altered everything and j created a painful breach between my | future husband and my Uncle Rob- ( ert. The latter instantly volunteer- j od and rejoined in the opportunity to seek adventure. j "My husband had no mind for ac- t tive warfare. He was delicately j built and of a gentle temperament. , Uncle Robt <l, however, made a per sonal thing of it. j "He represented the situation to his brothers, and Uncle Bendigo— < who had just retired, but who, he- | longing to Naval Reserve, now , joined up and soon took charge of ( some mine sweepers—wrote very , strongly as to what he thought was } Michael’s duly. From Italy Uncle , Albert also declared his mind to the t same purpose, and though 1 resented their attitude, N the decision, of c course, rested with Michael, not with me. He was only five-and- f twenty then and ho had no desire | hut to do his duty. There was no body to advise him and, perceiving , the danger of opposing my uncles’ , wishes, he yielded and volunteered. "But he was refused. A doctor ( declared that a heart murmur made the necessary training quite impos sible and I thanked God when I j heard it. At my own wish Michael married me and I informed my un- j cles that he had done so. Relations r were strained all round after that; but I did not care; and my husband ( only lived to please me. The Prince of Wales had been instrumental in £ stalling' a big moss depot for the preparation of surgical dressings; and both my husband and I joined . this station. “For nearly two years we stuck to this task, lodging here with Mrs. j I Gerry. During that time I fell in . j love with Dartmoor and begged my ' husband to build me a bungalow up ■ hpre when the war was ended, if he could afford to do so. His pilchard,, trade with Italy practically came to an end after the summer of « 1914. j But the company of Pendean & | Trecarrow owned some good little , steamers and these were soon very j valuable. So Michael, who had' got to care for Dartmoor as much as I ( did, presently took steps and suc ceeded in obtaining a long lease of a beautiful and sheltered spot near , Foggintor quarries, a few miles from here. “Meanwhile I had heard nothing ! from my uncles, though I had seen Uncle Robert’s name in the paper among those who had won the D. S. O. Michael advised me to leave ll)e question of my money until after the war, and so I did. We began our bungalow last year and came back to live with Mrs. Getry until it should be completed. “Six months ago I wrote to Un cle Albert in Italy and he told me that he should deliberate the propo sition; but he still much resented my marriage. I wrote to Uncle Bendigo at Dartmouth also, who was now in his new home; but while not particularly angry with me, his reply spoke slightingly of my dear husband. “A week ago I was walking out of the post-office, when who should suddenly stpp in front of me on a motor bicycle but Uncle Robert? I waited only to see him dismount and set his machine on a rest before the post-office. Then I approaehed him. He was lodging at Paignton, down on Torbay, for the summer months, and he hinted that he was engaged to be married. “He had been to see an old war comrade at Two bridges, two miles ' from her#, and meant to lunch at the Duchy Hotel and then proceed to Plymouth; but I prevailed upon him .at last to come and share our ’ midday meal, and I was able to tell him things about Michael which promised to change his unfriendly [ attitude. When my husbapd re-. ! turned from the bungalow I brought thqm together again. Michael was on his defense instantly; but he * never harbored a grievance very 1 long and when he saw that Uncle ' Bob was not unfriendly and very interested to hear he had won the r O. B. E. for his valuable services at ’ the depot, Michael showed a ready inclination to forget and forgive the past. . “I think that was almost the hap piest day of my life and,' with \ my anxiety much modified, I was able ’ to Btudy Robert a little. He seemed unchanged, save that he talked louder and was more excit * able.than ever. The war had given L’ him wide, new interests; he was a 1 captain and intended, if he could, to 1 stop in the army. He had escaped marvelously on many fields and seen servidel■* fiilrihg the last few weeks before the armistice, he ? succumbed to gassing and was inval -7 ided; though, before that, he had also been out of action from shell phock for two months. “He talked fot hours about 'the 8 war and what he had done Jjg * his honors; and we noticed' pariicu- SATURDAY, JUNE 23,1923 (P PMAYNES J IJN By J IJ 1 EDEN PKILPO7T3 eoayeiOHv im th( m<hiuan co«PA«y fmiAstb »y nea swHOfc imc., abrgt mft mwsp. bvs. larly a feature of his conversation. His memory failed him sometimes. “Michael explained to me after ward that this defect was a serious tiling and probably indicate:! some brain trouble which "might get worse. I begged Uncle Robert # : top with us for a few days instead of going to Plymouth. We walked out over the moor in the evening to see the bungalow and my uncle was very interested. “He stopped on and liked to lend a hand with the building somethin# after the builders had gone. He a/q Michael often spent hours of these long evenings there together; and I would take out tea to them. • "Uncle Robert had told us about his engagement to a young woman, the sister of a comrade in the war. She was stopping at Paignton with her parents and he was now going to return to her. He made us piomise to come to Paignton next August for the Torbay Regatta; ami in secret I begged him to write to » both my other uncles and explain that he was now satisfied Michael had done his hit in the war. "La't night IJneie Robert and Michael went, after an early tea, to the bungalow, but I did not accom pany them on this occasion. They ran round by road on Uncle Robert’s motor bicycle, my husband sitting behind him, as. he always did. * "Supper time came and neither of them appeared. I am speaking of last night now. I did not bother till midnight, but then I grew fright ened. I went to the police station, saw Inspector Halfyard, and him that my husband and uncle had not come back from Foggintor and that 1 was anxious about them.’’ Mrs. Pendean stopped and Bran don rose. She shook his hand and a fleeting ghost of a smile, infinitely pathetic hut unconscious, touched her face. At the police station a car wns waiting for Mark and in twenty minutes he had reached Foggintor. Inspector Halfyard ro e as Bret# don appeared, came forward, ang shook hands. » "Have you searched the quar ries ?’’ "Come out to the bungalow and I’ll tell you what there is to tell. There’s been a murder all right, but we’re more likely to find the mur derer than his victim.” They went out together and soon stood in the building. i “Now-let’s have the story from where you come in,’’ said Brendon, » and Inspector Halfyard told his tale. “Somewhere about a quarter after midnight I wfas knocked up. Down I came and Constable Ford, on dutyi at the time, told me that Mrs. Pen dean was wishful to sec me. Her husband and her uncle, Cap tain Redmayne, had gone to the bungalow, as they often did after working hours, to carry on a bit; but at midnight they hadn’t come home, and she was put about for ’em. Hearing of the motor bike, I thought there might have been a breakdown, if not an accident, so I told Ford to knock up another chap and go down along the road. Which they did do—and Ford came back at half after three with ugly news that they’d seen nobody, but they’d found a great pool of blood inside the bungalow as if sojnebody had been sticking a pig there. ‘Twas daylight by then and I motored out instant ly. “I looked round very carefully for anything in the nature of a clue, but I couldn’t see so much as a button. The quarrymen don’t work here because this place hasn’t been open for more than a hund»:d years; but they go to Duke’s quitrry down at Merivale, and most of ’em have push bikes to take ’em to and from their job. “At their cottages, on my "way back to breakfast, I got some in formation of a very definite kind. Two men told the same tale and they hadn’t met before they told it. One was Jim Bassett, under fore man at Duke’s quarry, and one was Rihgrose, the water bailiff who lives in the end cottage. Bassett i was- smoking at his door at ten 1 o clock and Robert Redmayne came- alone, pushing his motor bicycle till he reached the. road. And behind the saddle he had a big sack fasten en to the machine. Bassett wished 'him ‘good night’ , and he returned the compliment; and half mile down the by-road, Ringrosfi also passed him.” Inspector Halfyard stopped, “Did Ringrose also report the sack behind the motor bicycle?” asked Brendon. , s‘He did.” M CHAPTER 111 The teys;ery Brendon followed Halfyard into i the apartment destined to be tjifljV. » kitchen of Michael Pendean’s bun , galow, and the inspector lifted some ! tarpaulins that had been throVvn up r on a corner of the room. Under i tarpaulin a great red stain soak . ed to thti walls, where much bloodr r 'had flowed.’ At the edge of \thp s central stain were smears' and among them, half the impress of a . nail-studded boot. » r. 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