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The 2ismarck Tribute An Independent Newspaper TKX STATE'S OLDEST NEWSPAPER (Established 1873) 1 If Published by the Bismarck Tribune Company, Bis* march, N. D„ and entered at the postoffice at BUmarcs as second class mall matter. George D. Mann President and Publishei Subscription Rates Payable In Advance Dally by carrier, per year $7.20 Daily by mail, per year (in Bismarck) 7.20 Dally by mail, per year, (in state, outside Bismarck) ... 6.00 Daily by mall, outside of North Dakota .. 9.00 Weekly by mail, in state, per year 1.00 Weekly by mall,*in state, three years for 2-60 Weekly by mail, outside of North Dakota, per year 1.60 Weekly by mall in Canada, per year 2.00 Member Audit Bureau of Circulation The Associated Press is exclusively entitled to the use for republicatlon of all news dispatches credited to It or not otherwise credited in this newspaper and also the local news of spontaneous origin published herein. AD rights of republicatlon of aU other matter herein are also reserved. (Official City, State and County Newspaper) Foreign Representatives 6MALL, SPENCER de LEVINGB (Incorporated) Formerly G. Logan Payne Co. CHICAGO NEW YORK BOSTON de* Hu eai Rewarding Is Complicated Job This business of handing out rewards and penalties seems, sometimes, to be just a bit too complicated for us benighted mortals to deal with properly. Some of the things that happened in the Ohio peni tentiary fire make a good case in point. There was, for Instance, the guard who had the only key to cells in the top tier of the burning cell block. He refused to unlock the cells until it was too late. If he had let the prisoners out promptly, when the alarm of fire first reached him, scores of lives would have been 6aved. w< 5* th tii Our tendency is to blame him severely. But consider his position a minute. There he was, responsible for some scores of convicts. Prison riots in various parts of the country have been numerous lately. His cell block begins to fill with smoke and the convicts demand that they be released. What is he to do? For all he knows, there may be much smoke and little fire—a smudge, set by the prisoners to force him to open their cells. It must have seemed to him there was at least an even chance that the whole business was just a cleverly devised attempt at a wholesale jail delivery. If his suspicion had been correct, and he had opened the doors, would he not have come in for severe con demnation? It isn’t quite as easy to pass judgment on that man as it looks on the surface. He was put in a tough position. He made a mistake—but how many of us would have done better, in his place? Then there is a certain notorious bank robber, a pris oner in that penitentiary, who shone as a hero on the night of the fire. At great risk to himself, he went to the burning cell block and carried out seven convicts. He saved seven lives, in other words, because he was brave enough not to care about his own. This man has served enough time so that he is tech nically eligible for a parole. And one’s first Impulse, on reading of what he did, is to say that he should be given one, at once, as a reward for his daring. Surely, if a man can earn his right to freedom this man has done so. But there is another side of It. He is an old offender—the kind of man we call a "hardened criminal.” If he were freed, the chances are that some bank would be held up within a month. He deserves his freedom, perhaps; but can the state, in simple justice, give it to him? And there you are. Deciding what is justice for our fellow mortals is a pretty complicated job. Sitting in judgment isn’t as easy as it looks. Egypt, Gasoline and Locusts Egypt is measuring one of the progresses made by the world since ancient times by the way it is combating a plague of locusts. It will be remembered that locusts were one of the afflictions visited on the land of the Nile in the days of the exodus of the Israelites. Afflic tion, in fact, often came upon Egypt In this form. As unaccountable and uncontrollable as floods or tornado, locusts could swoop down on a green countryside, turn it to a barren waste and then vanish, leaving famine and destruction behind. We think of them as belonging to Biblical times. But nature changes slowly. She still strikes with the locusts, just as she still strikes with earthquakes and other scourges. Five thousand years from now the people who live in the Nile valley will probably find the situation just the same. One thing, though, is worth noticing. In ancient Egypt the inhabitants could do nothing before the Invading locusts but beat their breasts in lamentation. Today they are fighting back, with considerable effect—and the story of their fight helps one understand the real extent of a locust invasion. Near a town called El Arish the Egyptians made their most determined stand. They dug a trench a mile long across the locusts’ line of advance. Presently a black mass of locusts seven miles long came across the plain. The trench filled with them. Gasoline was poured in and ignited, the charred bodies were thrown out and the trench filled with living locusts again, to be set afire once more. Fiame throwers like those used In the World war were called into service. Finally the advance was repulsed. A bit of ground two miles square was covered with dead locusts—black with them. In places they lay four inches deep. Thus, while the plague is the same now as it was in the days of the pharaohs, mankind’s method of replying to it has improved Immeasurably. And it is just as well that this is so. There Is something about one of these tremendous onslaughts of millions upon millions of in sects that Is extremely disquieting. There have been scientists who have wondered whether men or insects would ultimately inherit the earth. Men have brains and weapons to fight with, but the insect world has a fecundity that can triumph over almost any sort of opposition. Trying to obliterate a tribe of insects is like trying to behead the Hydra. However, man’s ohances in this war are a trifle better than they used to be. The mosquito, for instance, has been completely routed at Panama. And now Egypt seems to be finding how to deal with the locusts. The stricken peasants of Moses’ day had no flame throwers or gasoline-soaked trenches to combat, their invaders. Small Boys and Dynamite The author of “Tom Brown’s School Days" asserts that there is a special providence that looks after small boys; and sometimes, when you see what some youngsters do, you are almost forced to believe it. A few days ago half a dozen small boys were playing in Central Park, in New York. They found some two dozen cylindrical, varnished little sticks, with gay printing on their sides. These sticks anade excellent playthings. The bos's amused themselves for several minutes with them, Muoowina them around, tossing them up in the air and Member of The Associated Press catching them and otherwise doing what playful small boys might be expected to do with nice, shiny little sticks. Then a man came along and examined the sticks. He gulped, theu called a policeman. The boys had been playing with dynamite sticks, cached under a bush by thieves who had stolen them a few days before from a construction job! How they managed to fling that dynamite around without getting blown to bits is something that their respective guardian angels will have to explain. Looking Facts in the Face Hie long 7 looked-for business revival may not begin properly until fall, according to the Business Conditions Weekly issued by the Alexander Hamilton Institute. Con ditions are gradually improving, and, as the Weekly re marks, "a foundation is being laid for a sound business recovery”; but the whole thing may take longer than we have supposed. All of this, of course, does not mean that we should give way to pessimism and grow dour and hopeless as we look to the future. It does, however, suggest that we may have been a little too optlmlstio for our own good. The problems that oppress American business can be solved, but they can only be solved if they are fully recognized and carefully studied. A mere parroting of hopeful phrases Is not going to help us a bit. The Old Soldiers Pass on In 1020, the U. S. census takers found 1551 war veter ans occupying the Illinois Soldiers’ Home at Quincy, 111. A few days ago the 1930 enumerators finished their count. They found Just 631 of the veterans left, and they are dying at the rate of 10 a month. The survivors of the war between the states are grow ing fewer and fewer, as that dreadful conflict recedes farther and farther into history. By 1940, it is prob able that few Soldiers’ Homes will house any of them. It is bard to see them go. Their valor, their unques tioning patriotism, have been a leaven in the life of the nation for decades, north and south alike. We are los ing something of great value in their departure. Where Wives Have to Obey To realize how thoroughly American women have won their freedom from the binding customs and laws of the past you have only to read what happened in Paris re cently. Nelson Morris, Chicago packing magnate, was married to one Jane Aubert. He had a divorce action pending against her; while it was pending, she got an engage ment as a dancer on the stage of the Palace theater. Morris promptly filed suit against the theater. The other day the court handed down a decision in his favor. The theater was ordered to pay him 50,000 francs damages, on the ground that it could not legally employ his wife when he had forbidden her to appear on the stage. In France, evidently, the wife is legally bound to obey her husband. While in America— Editorial Comment ‘The Powerful Arms Lobby* (Washington Star) In the course of a series of articles printed in the New York World regarding the evil of free armamept by the criminal class In this country, resulting in whole sale slaughter, attention is given to the sources of sup ply. Manufacturers of weapons take no pains to prevent their products, pistols, machine guns and other terrible devices for killing, from getting into the hands of the lawbreakers. The laws themselves are lax in this respect Some states have fairly effective weapon restrictions, but these are nullified by the slackness of adjacent states, from which endless supplies are obtained. The District of Columbia, according to the writer in the World, Is one of the readiest reservoirs of criminal armament. The following passage occurs in the latest chapter in this chronicle of crime: The District of Columbia Is another source from which gunmen draw much of their arms supply. The national capital is without a law of any kind to prevent the sale of pistols or any other weapon. Attempts have been made at various times to obtain legislation to free Wash ington from the Indiscriminate sale of arms, but these attempts always have bees frustrated by the powerful arms lobby. You may buy pistols at any one of twenty or more stores in Wash ington, and nobody will ask you why you want the pistol or what you are going to do with it. Specific reference is made to the "powerful arms lobby.” Would it not be well for the senate lobby Invest igating committee to turn the light of its inquiry upon this branch of law-preventing enterprise? For many years congress has been asked to enact a workable and effective pistol restriction law for the District of Colum bia. Nothing has been done. Objections have been raised session after session of congress to this proposal, recom mended by District commissioners, by police chiefs, by citizens. On a few occasions bills have been approved by committees only to die on the calendars. Elaborate arguments, based upon a fallacious reading of the con stitutional injunction against denying the right of the people to bear arms, have been advanced. Somehow, In some manner, by some method, some influence has always managed to prevent legislation. There are only two conceivable interests that are con cerned to prevent legislation laying restriction upon pistol buying in the District of Columbia—the arms makers and the criminals. Hair-splitting about constitutionality of pistol limitation—which is absurd—has never been be lieved to be sincere. Meanwhile Washington has been a free market for deadly weapons, an armory for the crim inals, local and metropolitan, and the crime record here is extensive in consequence. Let there be light on this question of who is preventing legislation to regulate the sale of deadly weapons in the District of Columbia. Onions (Baltimore Evening Bun) Onions are a popular spring dish. They may be eaten boiled, fried or raw. Before eating onions it is advisable to sit down and figure out just what you are likely to be doing In the next twenty-four hours. It is Inadvisable to eat onions if within the next twen ty-four hours you plan to propose marriage, seek a posi tion, meet influential people, go to a movie, theater or other closed building with more or less artificial ventila tion. Onions may, however, be eaten when you expect calls from Insurance and other agents, as schools of salesmanship have taught them to meet such affronts. Where two or three persons are gathered together and the question of eating onions comes up it is customary to take an informal plebiscite to determine whether onions shall be eaten or not. The majority should pre vail. After the majority have eaten onions they wIU pre vail still more. Incidentally there Is no better defense against onion eating than eating them yourself. It is not so much the use as the abuse of onions that should be avoided. In onion eating a sharp distinction is drawn between the professional and the amateur. Therefore, If you have eaten onions, it is well to let others know that you do not eat them habituaUy; that you have not been born to onions, so to speak, and that you have eaten them rather in the nature of a jest. This Impression may be made by remarking coyly “Don’t come near me; I’ve been eating onions,” or "I simply couldn’t resist the temptation to eat onions.” It will heighten the idea of delicacy if you can suggest that what you have eaten are just tender little shoots and not a slice of the gross onions that come by the peck. There is some contention as 4o which has the more pervading and lasting effect—the boiled onion, the fried onion or the raw onion; but that Is a very fine point that may be best left to the connoisseurs. Many care ful persons confine their onion eating to the secret and sacred precincts of the home. But it invariably hap* pens that no sooner are the smells wafted from the kitchen than the Sumter-Smythes will appear at the door, making their annual call. Camouflaged (Philadelphia Inquirer) Someone says the best Scotch jokes come from Scot land. and that is probably so. Some of the worst ones come from creosote and denatured alcohol. THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE, TUESDAY, MAY 6, 1930 Today Is the I Anniversary of j ROBESPIERRE’S RIRTH On May 6, 1758, Maximilien Robe spierre, a leader of the French Revo lution, was bom at Arras. After gaining distinction as a law yer, Robespierre was appointed a criminal judge. He resigned shortly afterward rather than pronounce a death penalty. From law he turned to politics and at the age of 31 en tered the States-General, a governing body composed of members elected by the nobility, clergy and commons. Always adopting the radical view, Robespierre gained prominence by 7fcHiisbancU Hunter" oWtvSe* ssirci fflc. Wanajm. dpw groves CHAPTER I CILENCE as tense as a bowstring bung ever the dinner table of the Converse hope. Alan Converse and bis wife, Natalie, listened to It with taut nerves and straining emo tions.* Between them the table gave tes timony to the material prosperity of tbeir life. It bore a cloth of such rich damask tbat tip delicate rose colored pattern seemed embossed upon It The dessert service, cor ' rectly placed by an attractlvaly uni formed maid, was of pure sparkling crystal. A trailing vine centerpiece, with n few pink blooms, formed an exqulslta decoration. These things Natalie Converse had collected with delight But the table might now have been a pine beard and the dishes of tin, for all the admlratlen they excited In her mind. Her one thought was that Bern* dine Lament had telephoned to Alan. Bernadtne Lamontt Just that afternoon her nearest friend in the smart Weatchsster suburb, where she and Alan had built their homo when his broker age business prospered auffiolently, had telephoned her to talk about Bornadlne LamonL That Lsmont woman,” Gladys Wynns had called her. How had she got In? Tha ques tion was still raging In the neigh borhood. Through * dummy pur chaser, people said. Well, it was someone’s carelessness that bad permitted n notorious character to settle down in n fine English manor house, among respectable homes, the wives declared, and tbero’d bo a lot of voting at the next public meeting of the community ad ministration committee. pt Bernadine’s presence among them, Natalie Converse had said less than the other women—but she bad thought more. Bornadlne was beautiful; allur ingly. dangerously beautiful. No one could help knowing this. Ber nadlne’s highly paid proas agent , saw to it that her light was never bidden on an inner page. Al| could read of her oonguosts. her quarts of pearls, bsr amazing diamonds. 9 9 9 AFTEN Natalie bad looked at Alan, and wondered where hie lavish generosity would lead him •hould It ever he centered upon an other woman. A beautiful woman, like Berhadine LamonL A greedy woman. , She had no idea that Alan knew The LamonL” It aeomed leered this. Alan was only a beginning to-be-wealthy broker. Surely Ber nadtne would want someone higher on the ladder of success. But, hadn’t she heard a story some where about seme notorious woman who bad etoopOd to bring about the financial ruin of a young bank clerk? A boy who couldn’t have given her, at the most, more than enough money to buy perfume for her pet Pekingese? But the boy was handsoma, she remembered. Alan, too ... very handsome. She had resented his good looks on several occasions. Now she stared at him, and her re sentment grew with the fire that flamed under her cool exterior. Since their marriage, three years ago, she had come to scoff at the memory of the joy she had found In being engaged to a man who waa the envy of all her girl friends. It bed ceased to please her when The Protocol Son! pronouncing a discourse in favor of the abolition of the death penalty. Most of his activity was confined to the Jacobin Club, a radical organiza tion, in which he ultimately became the leader. Because of his position there he set about making himself the acknowledged leader also of the people of Paris. After he was elected the first dep uty from Paris in the new national convention, Robespierre was instru mental in clausing the execution of King Louis. In 1793, he had executed the chief members of the Girondists, opponents of the Jacobins, because they were not in symapthy with his plans for insurrection. A period of terror followed and thousands of per sons were sent to the guillotine. other women admired him. Lately •bo bad openly snubbed one or two wbo wero gushing compliments •bout him. She would, If she could, have robbed him of bis good looks at that moment, particularly his wavy brown hair—tbat he bated—bis laughing brown eyes, and the ready •mil* that won him friends so easi ly. She waa fierce in her jealousy, but aha waa still able to control it —to a degree. She did not fling herself out of bsr chair and bar the door. Instead, she sat quietly and bored at him with eyes as effectively re monstratlve as words could have been. It was Alan who acted. He shattered the silence with an uneasy, offhand laugh. Or, rather, the beginning of one. Natalie in terrupted. • • m it ALAN. You aren’t going!" **■ She escaped being dramatic only by the utmost control of ber voice—the voice that could bo as sllvory sweet as the notes of a rare violin. "Now, Natalie, for heaven’a sake, don’t begin that stuff,” Alan re torted, more worried than he cared to have her know. "But Alan . . "Please,” be groaned. "I know what you’re going to say. I know it by hesrL Tbe Lord knows I’ve beard it often enough.” Finally, a conspiracy was organized against "the tyrant,” as Robespierre was later called, and he was executed in July, 1794. | Quotations I ! "Love is an ocean of emotion, en tirely surrounded by expenses.”—Lord Thomas Robert Dewar. • • • "It is knowledge alone that makes us men Instead of lizards.”—Albert Payson Terhune. "In dealing with Englishmen you can be sure of one thing only—that the logical solution will not he adopt ed.”—Dean William Ralph Inge. Natalie Converse Natalie was quick with an an swer. "You haven't heard what I have to say about Bernadlna La mont,” she cried. Alan sank back in his chair, put down the dessert fork he had taken up again after answering Berna dine’s telephone call, and assumed a resigned attitude. "Let’s have It,” he said. "AU the woman around here are talking about her,” Natalie began, a bit subdued by Alan’s manner. He nodded. "What of it?” "Why, don’t yon see?” Natalie fired back at him. "You can't have anything to do with her. Oh, I know it’a business.” aha added hastily. "You left the door open and 1 couldn’t help hearing. But if you accept her as a client everyone we know will be against you. All tbe women are wild about ber having bought a house here in Hillsfalre, and . . .*’ '"What do I ears?” Alan broke In, sitting up, and Impatiently prepar ing to leave the table. Natalie jumped to her feeL “You’ve got to care. You want new clients, don’t you? Isn’t that one reason why wa came up here and jolhed the country club—so that you could meet tbe right kind of people?” "Don't be silly,” Alan admonished her. That was one reason, of course. But we like to live this way. don’t we? And let me tell you, this hour* wasn't built on * * * HEAUfMXET ADVICE BMCLO9B ST*HP*t> *oo**sS*o MWOtOfiB POP fiCPLY omt m.m»mMmj*mer t*t tvmiS'£Ai. HOW TO PREPARE GREENS All green vegetables should-first be put to soak in a large pail of water to which a tablespoonful of salt has been added. This will result in the sink ing to the bottom of the grit and dust and will also cause any small Insects to become loosened so that they will semurate from the vegetables* At the end of the hour lift out the vege table, wash under running water, throwing away all spoiled or tough parts. Put to cook over a slow fire with very little water in the bottom of the veesel and keep the cover on. Cook until tender then remove the lid and allow the water to evaporate. Serve and season with butter and a small amount of salt. in using the vegetables raw, clean them carefully as in the first part of the recipe which I have Just given. Beet tops make fine greens. Select the young tender beets with large tope and crisp stems. Wash carefully and chop the tops and stems into email pieces, if you desire, the mall beets may also be peeled and chopped in with the leaves. Cook and serve with butter. Turnip tops may be pre pared in the same manner as beet tope. Greens and Potato Cakes. Some greens such as spinach and lettuce or spinach and beet tops may be cooked together in one pan. Potatoes are cooked in another. Mash and season the potatoes, mix the chopped greens and the potatoes together, form into cakes and brown in the oven. Baked Green Loaf. Two cups of chopped spinach or other greens, one cup of Melba toast crumbs, one-half cup of chopped walnut meats, two well beaten eggs, one tablespoonful of melted butter. Form into a loaf, adding a little milk if needed for molding and bake thirty minutes. Green Salad with Cottage Cheese. Mix equal quantities of lettuce with some other greens, such as spinach, nasturtium leaves or watercress, and chop together. Dress with a little olive oil, and arrange a mound of cot tage cheese on top. Puree of Green Vegetables. Take any green vegetable or mixture of them and code until tender, then pass through a sieve or colander. Chop and mash the remainder. Combine lUOOfI/ A AUBUB MVIU BVRT muters. Mrs. Lament’s money helped build it, If you must know. I’va handled tn account for her for years." "Alan!" Natalia was flUad with sudden suspicion. "You dldo’t help her get in here!” "No, I didn’t,” Alan admitted. "She dtdnt ask ma to help her,” “Then you would bavt.” "Lord,” Alan groaned, "haven’t we enough to scrap about without bringing up what didn't happan? I’d say wa have, and ona part of It is this: It wasn’t ths country club you talked about when wo first thought of building hero—it was fresh air for the children.” • • • paused, and Natalie awaited his next words with a bit of dread. Bba knaw what was coming, it was a topic that nevsr lay long dormant between them. "Well, where art tha children?” be demanded. Natalia summoned her courage. "Don’t,” she evaded, "try to change tha subject by switching te chil dren.” "You won’t answer that, will you?” Alan pressed on unpleasant ly. Natalie’s head went up In proud silence. She had never told him why she had hurled her desire for motborhood. Not to have children was a decision she had mad* by herself, and would keep to kerself. At least from Alan as long as the shadow of Impending separation hovered over them. She had seen too much of divorce among parents. She did not believe that children held men and women together. And she wasn't sure that she could en duro her jealousy oven if she could hold Alan In apite of It. Ho had warned her once that ha waa about fed up with 1L She hadn’t forgot ten that warning. Neither could she cease being jealous." "No, you won’t answer tt,” Alan said. Natalia malntalnad bar silence. Alan's reproach agalnat their child less state was tha most effective weapon available to him whan they wero In verbal conflicL Ha did not. use the wenpon only ns a meant of having tha last word. Ha was fin cere in hla reproach. He wanted children. Ha waa at the door. Their quar rel wall ending ss usual—with him striding away from her, perhaps * not to return for many unhappy hours. This time Natalie stoppad him. Her hands clenched, and pride fought hard te still her tongue, but jealousy conquered. "Alan,” she called tensely, "are you really going to tbat Women's house?” • * • A LAN whirled. "You *All make a **• fool of yourself, won't yon?" he shot back at bar. Trying* to pre tend it’s for my sake, my business, that you don’t want ma to go there, while all tha time it’s your dam nable jealousy that's bothering you." Natalie’s face went white. "No woman who cared for her husband would let him go to Bernadittt La mont's hours without protesting she said. "Bosh,” Alan exclaimed. "What do you think Bernadine is, any way?” ' Natalie declined to answer. (TO Be Continued) the whole with some cream, add if little butter and salt Spring Salad. On lettuce leaves Dr. McCoy will gladly answer personal questions op health and diet addressed to £tas, cart of The Ttibune. Enclose a stamped addressed envelope fer reply. spread equal parts of chopped spring geen vegetable and lettuce. Cover with equal parts of chopped celery mixed with diced beets. Greens with Cheese en Casserole. Wash the greens thoroughly to re move all grit and chop, not too fine. The water that clings after the final washing affords enough moisture for cooking in one of the heavy alumi num pans tightly covered. After about ten minutes’ cooking fill ths bottom of a casserole. Add a gener ous sprinkling of grated cheese. Add more of the greens, another layer of grated cheese and so on until the casserole is filled, covering the top with the grated cheese. Place in the' oven until cheese begins to melt, but do not allow it to brown or become tough through actual cooking. Serve hot. x Greens and Rice. Measure a halt cupful of rice and wash thoroughly. Let soek in the last water for about an hour, drain and cook until tender in a quart of boiling water. Then put the rice into a colander and rinse un der running cold water, which washes away the sticky liquid and also separ ates the grains of rice. There will, be about two cups of cooked rice, to which add one cupful of cooked and mashed spinach. Mix thoroughly, put Into a casserole and bake for twenty minutes. Remove cover and place under flame until slightly crisped on top. serve each portion with a lump of butter. QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS Choking Question: H. D. writes: “To settle an argument—is it possible to choke to death on one drop of water? In what part of the throat would it have to be lodged to do this? Can a per son choke to death on a small fish bone not quite one inch in length?" Answer: it would not be possible to choke to death on a drop of water. It might be possible to severely choke on a small fish bone which had be come wedged crosswise. Cream and Kidneys Question: Mrs. T. R. asks: “WiL' you please advise if cream is bad for the kidneys?" Answer: Cream has no particular effect upon the kidneys. lee Cream Question: Mrs. W. R. writes. When I eat ice cream red blotches appear on my face. What is the cause of that?" Answer: It may be that you have a sensitiveness against ice cream. This is generally caused by a condition of acidosis and can be corrected by an orange juice fast for about a week followed by a diet rich in alkaline mineral elements. Darwin’s Ear Question: M. J. H. asks: “Can you tell me what is Darwin's ear, and what does It signify?” .. A . n *^ er: Darwin’s ear simply means that the ear has an eminence or point on the outer part of the top of the ear. It has no particular iiffnififMff but is supposed to be an evolutionary throw-back. (Copyright, 1930. by The Bell Syndicate, Inc.) I BARBS An Illinois man, a news item says, has carved himself a set of teeth from a hickory plank. Of course his bark Is worse than his bite. * • * And so long as he has a place tc sleep he’ll always have room and board. * * * A gardener la reported to have crowed asparagus with cabbage. Ap parently the cabbage figures to be ahead on the market by taking a tip. * • * Professor Irving Fisher, Yale eco nomist, says a dollar will buy more now than at any time in the past 14 years. Only we don't seem to much of an impression with this fact in the stores. * * * If, as a psychologist says, character is Indicated by the ears, a donkey must have a wonderful personality. (Copyright, 1130, NBA Service. Inc.) The South American llama, when angry, spits upon the panon annoy ing him and. like our domestleanl mals, can deliver a mean kick be sides. The South Sea Islanders used red feathers as currency, and the Fijians used Whale's teeth. Flapper Fanny Says; People who can't etsy on frisky here* are better off.