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DANGER IN CLASS-MINDED MAN
U. S. SHIPS TO CARRY U. S. EXPORTS
Gov. J. P. Goodrich of Indiana, in
a recent address welcoming returned
world war service men, referring. to
the steel strike said be believed many
of the strikers were foreigners wbo
were unacquainted with the American
principles of government.
"This is a government of laws and
not of men, or It is not a government
at all," he said. "And we have to stand
for obedience to law and respect for
established institutions. You are not
going to see the government torn
down by impious hands, which have
done nothing to build it up. The insti
tutions of our country are challenged
as never before. The great danger
today Is the class-minded man. He
would substitute loyalty to a group to
loyalty to the nation.
"I believe in collective bargaining
and that men have the right to or
ganize to protect their interests. Some
of these labor leaders, I believe, do
not represent the great body of labor men. I do not beUeve that W. Z. Foster
and John Fitzpatrick do, and I do not believe that they speak for the intelligent
workingman of today."
INLAND CITIES COULD BE BOMBED
Chicago and other cities as far in
land could be bombed and wrecked by
jivea two enemy aircraft launched from
warships 25 miles off the Atlantic
coast, and the present coast defense
and aircraft service of the United
States could not prevent it. -That is
what Brig. Gen. William Mitchell, di
rector of military aeronautics, told the
house military affairs committee re
Graphic indication of Mexican bor
der conditions was given by the wit
ness when he said:
There is now on the Mexican bor
der an efficient and effective force of
400 combat planes, with 300 in reserve
"The army has about 4.5O0 planes
that could be put to use, but about
one-third of these planes are foreign
made and there are no extra parts for
repairs. Some 400 planes, mostly b
solete_ and fit for training purposes
only are being shipped home from France." The general told of what Is being
done for the aerial defense of the country by saying:
"The war department's reorganization plan destroys the air service as a
service and offers no inducements for officers to remain permanently In It!*
Ships are the controlling factor In
the development of foreign trade. Be
fore the war only 9.7 per cent of our
total exports was carried In American
bottoms. It is our hope. If our pro
gram Is completed, to have sufficient
ships to move O per cent of our total
commerce in American bottoms, writes
Edward Ev Hurley, chairman U. 8.
shipping board, In Pan-Pacific Maga
We want to put the best American
initiative behind the operation of the
fleet we want to get rid of red tape
and the possibility of stagnation when
moving these ships to the.ports whore
they will carry American tirade. But a
very large part of the task that con
fronts the nation can be made easy
and practicable If such organisations
as the National Foreign Trade council
win concentrate in a movement to urge
American manufacturers to study the
export field. We hear a great deal
these days, about what is going to happen to American ^ffijg^ff**
Britain and the other nations, supposed to have g2SLj^2toS
get into full swing. We have heard such doleful predictions many times long
After three months studying the situation in Europe I have not
any outstanding advantage which they bave oyer useither from aJf^Jction
noint of view or a
from the character of product!
itw-ot merely but with referen
needn" much about flank movements from our foreign com-
T^bevwUlwrnpete fairly. They understand now. better than ever
'before the^vtt of^an^ompetition. Germany', commerce system reached
the point where it became top-heavy.
RADICALISM IN TEACHERS' RANKS
Warning that unless better pay
Is forthcoming for teachers In Ameri
can colleges the nation will bo face to
face with a dangerous radicalism from
the centers of higher education was
voiced by Herbert Hoover, former fed
eral food administrator. In an address
before the Harvard Club of California
at a dinner at San Francisco:
"Out of the war and misery of the
war has arisen a silhouette of class
distinction and class hatred that Is not
to be obliterated with a few words,"
Mr. Hoover said. "The development
of radicalism In Europe during the last
12 months Is beyond anything in his
tory. America to a fertile field and
responds quickly to any wind that may
blow. This European wind of radical
ism Is sweeping oar way and It Is af
"In our great universities the In
structing and faculty staffs are hard
hit by the present economic situation,
which, In the face of enormous prosperity, returns something Mke $7 a day to
the educator, while the craftsman who repairs his kitchen sink makes more In
fewer hours of work.
"America cannot permit this growing sense of Injustice to remain with Ike
nation's educators. There Is a msnscs to the nation's safety la discontent In
the background off the esdmetty feeeHj work, and every right-thinking
most see it."
THE TOMAHAWK, WHITE EARTH. MINN.
Scene In Mosul.
most Important feature
about .Mosul, which is begin
ning to show the beneficial ef
fects of British control, Is its
geographical situation. Mosul is the
meeting point of roads and caravan
routes from everywhere. They wind
to through the mountain passes and
over the rocky highland from Dlar
bekr and Bltlls, across the great des
ert from Aleppo and over the sands
from Persia and Bagdad. Its very
name, Indeed, from the Arabic Al
Mousll, "the place of connection," tells
Its. story. And as with roads and car
avan routes, so it will be, some time
again In the future in the matter of
railways, when the famous Bagdad
line la completed, says the Christian
Science Monitor. At present Ger
many's great effort falls short of Mo*
sol by many miles In the wast and
in the south, and the "ramshackle
city," aa It has been Irreverently
called, still depends for Its communi
cations on the road and the caravan
route as It has done through the ages.
Of all the cities In the Turkish em
pire, as one writer has well said of It,
perhaps Mosul Is the one that has
been least touched by western drill
-ration. Built on ground that once was
a suburb of Nineveh, It stands on the
western bank of the Tigris, looking
across at the mounds which are all
that remain of the glories of the capi
tal of ancient Assyria. Nineveh has
a history that stretches throughout a
period nearly two thousand years
long, ending with the fall of the em
pire of Sennacherib about the year
GOO. B. C. From that time until Lay
ard unveiled the palaces of Ashur
banlpal and Sennacherib, and un
earthed the literary chamber contain
ing the famous deluge tablet the ru
ins of Nineveh for 2,500 long years
have slept undisturbed. As for Mosul
Itself, it is particularly mentioned In
all history since the Arab conquest,
and It Is a checkered history Indeed,
for It suffered pillage at the hands of
Tamerlane, was besieged by Nadu*
Shah, and endured a host of other vi
MosuPs Many Storks.
The old town, with its strangely
narrow streets, even for the east, Is
surrounded by a half-ruined wall, built
In modern times as a protection
against the Shammer Arabs. Every
one remarks on the narrow streets of
Mosul, on its white, crumbling houses,
on the gypsum dust which falls con
stantly from tiie walls over everything,
and upon the storks. Indeed the
storks of Mosul are apparently Its
most remarkable feature.
Discussing the matter one authority
tells how, to the cool of the evening,
the citizens of Mosul share their
housetops with Innumerable storks,
who build their ragged nests on the
highest places "In utter disregard of
the laws of gravity." Four great, pre
posterous specimens of the species
stood. In the early rooming, en a wall
beside the room where he was, he con
tinues, and he dimly realised that
they were performing their morning
toilet. They took no notice of him.
But a loud noise like someone rattling
a stick In a wooden backet attracted
Ida attention. Then somebody esse
with another backet mode a similar
noise In a different key, and ho won
dered what la the world could they be
doing to the buckets. Then It dawned
upon him that half the population of
Mosul must be rattling backets, for
the sound came from far and near,
faint or Bond eceording to distance,
end la a hundred different keys. Then
earns a toad rattle dose beside
-Within ntae fast of him," he
"toed a solemn stock, the toilet over.
Ids attitude of graceful balance on one
leg. The noise which I had heard
from all over the city came straight
from his beak, the hollow upper and
lower halves of which he was striking
together with Incredible rapidity."
In the Bazaars and 8quare.
The bazaars of Mosul are not the
attractive places they might be ex
pected to be In a city of so much traf
fic. As William Warfield says in his
book, "The Gate of Asia," they are
rarely roofed, and are furnished only
with the commonest wares. The shop
keepers are generally Christians, but
there are many Arabs. Garden prod
uce Is often sold In the squares in open
markets, and at any time venders may
be seen talking In the streets, with
eggs or cucumbers In a basket, whle
the mosque courtyards are favored
places for sweetmeat sellers, who dis
play "Turkish delight" on scalloped
copper trays. The bazaara radiate
from a picturesque a square quite near
the bridge, which Is the center of the
town. To the south and southwest
are the drapers, shoemakers and har
ness makers to the northwest the
greengrocers, while the potters and
dealers In hardware are to be found
hi narrow stores opening on a street
that runs to the north.
Aa to the square itself, it Is, of
course, one of the famous meeting
places of Mosul. Here the caravans
are gathered together, and their own
ers ait. on the famous second-story
gallery of a coffee shop, while the
muleteers stroll about the crowded
place, or lounge among bales covered
with brown and white striped sack
cloth. These men are almost always
Kurds, those from the southern and
eastern tribes dressed in tunics, zou
ave jackets and turbans. They wear
baggy trousers reaching to their feet,
which are covered with brogues of
heavy hemp or rawhide.
Site of Ancient Nineveh.
For many people the great attrac
tion of a visit to Mosul, the most In
accessible place in the sultan's domin
ion, lies across the famous "bridge of
boats" at the other side of the Tigris,
where the huge, formless mounds, ris
ing up out of the sand, mark the site
of the ancient city of Nineveh. Any
attempt to tell the story of Nineveh
would involve a Journey back to the
very beginning of things. Later As
syrian writers declare with confidence
that Its story ran bade as a matter el
course to the "creation of the world,*
but, as a matter of fact, the first firm
ground In the midst of tradition
reached about the year 2200 B. C. Thai
wonderfully vivid period In Nineveh's
history with which the world, espe
cially recently, has become familiar.
Ilea between the ninth and sixth cea
turies B. C. In this period the reign
of Sennacherib Is of course by far
the most Important.
Nineveh, however, depended entire
ly for Its greatness and power upon
the conquering spirit of Its rulers and
the military glory and powers of it*
armies, and when these were ultimate
ly defeated the city feU, never to rise
again, and Its very site was qulcklf
forgotten among the nations.
When Hubby Displayed Tact.
WlfeTlease match this piece ol
silk for me before you come home/
Husband"At the counter where that
pretty little blonde serves? The one
with the soulful eyes and" Wife
"No. You're too tired to shop for im
when your day's work is done, dear.
On second thought I won't botbei
Why Joe Left Hofnc
Dear JoeCome home. Forilvt
and forget. I have destroyed the beet
of war red|N*--Ttolet."-~T!t-Bito.
By N. H. C20WILL
Biggs was the greenest-looking man
that ever faced old Bill Williams, and
did not flinch. On the occasion when
he floated into the stuffy little Rock
Gulch station. and draped his splr
ltuelle form across one end of Bill's
desk, that gentleman removed his vis
ual hardware and snorted In his wrath.
"And who In Trophet may you be?"
howled old Bijl, his whiskers twitching
like an angry cat's.
Biggs smiled a cherubic smile and
picked up one of Bill's letters with a
casual air of Interest.
"You don't know me, grandpa?" he
remarked quizzically, as if In doubt.
"Pht! Pht! Youdarn youwho
say, are you Biggs?" exploded the
"Biggs and me are the same gent,
sir," responded the smiling visitor.
Williams surveyed the elongated fig
ure with contempt rampant on his fea
"Well, you are a looloo, ain't you?
You don't look able to sling hashlet
alone lightning. Know what you're
up against, don't you?"
"No, and what's more, I don't give
"Well, my duckymy little insult
to civilized societyyou are billed to
handle that Cinnamon Creek trick, and
if you're nrot scalped by them blood
drinkln' dagoes Inside of a week you
can draw your pny. You hear?"
"I ain't at all hard of hearing, pa!"
Williams grew red, then purple and
looked about to explode. At Inst he
dashed fiercely from the room and
slammed the door with a bang.
For a month Biggs had kept strict
tab on the goings and coinings of six
sand trains and six hundred Italians.
His office, a dismantled box car, was
by no means prepossessing, but small
defects were lost on Biggs.
Back of him stretched the huge pit,
down into whose shifting depths loco
motives Jerked long strings of flats,
which, passing beneath the magic of
a row of furious steam shovels,
emerged freighted with sand. Two
hundred yards to the west was the
Cinnamon trestle and beyond that the
track melted away upward toward
Peak City, a dozen miles as the crow
flies, up the shoulder of the divide.
Biggs regarded the swarthy sons of
the South with distrust, but he was
too wise to tell them of the fact.
One cheerful Incident had broken
his monotony mercifully. That was
when a lengthy and fervent repri
mand, direct from a real roll-top desk,
and covering the Williams Incident, ar
rived. Biggs sighed, folded the sheet
neatly, and stored it away in a secret
pocket aft. Then he picked up tho
"Sleuth Library," opened to the chapter
headed "The Plot Thickens" and got
down to business.
It was now the third day that he
had abstracted the reprimand and
carefully perused Its contents. Biggs
was enjoying It to the full. He sat in
the car, heels cocked up, holding the
missive at arm's length before his eyes.
Then he started up, listening. He
heard a sound like the vigorous puffing
of a locomotive, but yet unlike it.
Dropping down from the car, Biggs
set off toward the trestle and presently
came In sight of an engine, three cars,
and a steam driver calmly settling
down to work on big pile as though
dropped from fairyland.
Biggs recalled wiring down concern
ing the condition of that east end, but
had never expected more than a visit
from a red-shirted Irishman with
sledge and wedges. Here was a pile
driver In full blast.
Biggs strolled back to his car, sat
down and resumed reading the thriller.
He had made stirring progress and was
within a lap or two of the bloody
handed villain when a piercing yell
arose from the direction of the trestle.
Biggs dropped the book and leaped
to the car door.
As he rushed around the curve that
hid the trestle from view he saw a
Running, crawling, scrambling
across the trestle were the Italians,
each armed with pick or shovel and
making desperate efforts to close the
distance that Intervened between them
and a group of seven men to. blue
Jumpers who fled for dear life up the
sinuous grade toward Peak City.
Wholly unable to grasp the meaning
of It all Biggs' Instinct turned him
about and he sped for his Instrument.
He flung himself Inside the car and
reached for the key. But someone
was calling him. He stabbed at the
lever and answered.
"Runawaysixteen loaded flats
That came from Peak City. Biggs
Jumped up snd glanced at his watch
by habit The next he knew he was
racing up the track toward the desert
ed driver train.
"Fools! Cowards! Knaves!" he
With a fierce pounding at his neck
he mounted the locomotive at a bound
and glanced back at the towering der
rick. At sight of It came his first feel
ing of fear. If he only knew how to
take It down, he thought I Then, with
a shiver of Intense anguish, he saw
that the train was trapped by a half
With a cry that was half a whine he
eelsed aa ax that entered his range of
and tat neat instant was Mindly
clambering among the brace timbers of
The ax, swung by fear-nerved arms,
ate into the wiry spruce.
The elghteen-hundred pound ham
mer resting on its crest was exerting
its power. Biggs paused a brief in
stant in suspensethen the ax circled
viciously and bit the wood.
"Crack-k!" Biggs shifted his foot
to the angle of a brace and swung a
last desperate stroke square at the
bending fiber. Then he leaped away
as pile and hammer plunged resistless
ly down the clayey slope.
The next moment he was staring
stiffly at the crumpled body of an Ital
ian lying among the tools at the foot
of the derrick and he knew the reason
for the mutiny.
Then he observed his box-car sta
tion slide by and awoke to realisation.
A faint roar from far up the mountain
spurred him on and he rushed forward.
He was scrambling over the coal
pile to the engine cab when he felt
the sudden interruption in flight that
told of the application of air brakes.
He glanced up and beheld a man han
dling the levers In the cab, not ten feet
"Open 'er up! Let 'er out!" yelled
Biggs, excitedly waving his arms to
ward the mountain behind.
"Guess not! She's running away
"Sixteen loose flat cars back of us
sixteen!'* screamed Biggs, as he slid
bodily into the cab and struggled to his
"Hell!" ejaculated the stranger.
Then he pulled a lever way over.
"Who're you?" shouted Biggs.
"Goff, fireman, fresh from the water
His dripping garments corroborated
his statement amply and forced a smile
Behind them the driver waved nnd
swung in snaky circles.
"We're doing nil she'll stand!" the
"Guess we're tagged, all right I"
"What?" "They're going to catch usl"
"We'll win by about six car lengths I
Poke the Are!" he called.
"Hurrah! Man at switch!" shouted
the fireman an Instant later.
"That's Bill, bless his heart!"
"Homestretch!" called Goff, as he
threw down the shovel.
The roar of the two catapults was
now one thunderous roll. The tension
grew almost overpowering and the
men gripped their breath In expecta
tion of a disastrous finish.
Foursixeight long seconds ticked
by nnd then the stiff figure of old Bill
Williams flashed by. The fireman's
face broke Into a smile as he seized the
Slzz-zz! went the brakes on the huge
wheels nnd then. In cloud of sand and
dust, the fnst-flylng flat cars careened
byon the siding.
Another moment and the pile-up at
the bump end of the dead switch oc
curred. Biggs and Goff dashed through
a hall of sand and brought the train
to a standstill a bare hundred yards
"Fine man, Bill!" he remarked ear
nestly, and the recipient grunted with
Biggs was sent for nnd left on the
first train. Confronting the roll-top
desk, he exhibited the blisters en his
palms, shook the sand from his shoes,
and stood up bravely under the friend
ly pats from the rich nnd powerful.
Then they sent him back to the sand
pitJust to get his grip.
BELLS MAKE SPLENDID MUSIC
Sweet Sound* Have Moved Many
Great Writers te Record Their
Tribute of Delight.
The lovely carillons of bells in Bel
gian towers have Inspired many a
poet, many an author. Rosetti, Stev
enson, Thackeray, Thomas Hardy,
Victor Hugo, Longfellow, Macdonald,
Henry VanDyke and others have writ
ten of the music of the carillon. The
45 bells in the tower of St. Rombold
at Mechlin, or Mallnes, which were
heard by Victor Hugo in 1S48, gave
birth to poem which tradition says
he wrote with his ring upon the win
dow pane of a little Inn In the middle
of the night The theme Is a descrip
tion of the wonderful carillon music
at Mallnes. Another writer, William
Gorham Rice, who heard the great
master of bells, Josef Denyn, play on
the carillon of St. Rombold, has given
a splendid description of the effect ef
this music upon him. He says:
"Sometimes in winter, after icicles
have formed, there comes a thaw, and
one by one they tumble down gently at
first, then bolder In a mass they come
till, like an avalanche, they crash
down with a mighty roar. All ef this
the music suggested. It was low, It
was loud, it was from one bell, it was
from chords of bells, it was majestic,
It was simple. And every note seemed
to fall from above, from such heights
that the whole land heard Its beauty.*
Swn Wonders of the World.
Three lists are given ef seven won
ders. What are known as the seven
wonders of the ancient world were:
Pyramids of Egypt, Pharos of Egypt,
hanging gardens of Babylon, temple of
Diana at Ephesus, statue of Jupiter
by Phldeas, mausoleum of Artemisia,
Colossus of Rhodes. Those of the
middle ages were: Coliseum of Rome.
catacombs of Alexandria, great wall
of China, Stonehenge, leaning tower
of Pisa, porcelain tower of Nankin,
mosque of 8t Sophia In Constanti
nople. One list of the seven wonders
of the new world ere: Wireless tele
phone, airplane, radium, antiseptics
and antitoxins, sfectrusj analysis,