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The 2ismarck Tribute
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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.
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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
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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
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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
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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.

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