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About The Omaha morning bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 1922-1927 | View Entire Issue (May 23, 1923)
Banker Urges Close Alliance With Farmer Walter W. Head of Omaha I’ells Missourians Rural Conditions Are Chal lenge to Capital. St. Joseph, May 22.—Walter \y Head, president of the Omaha Nn tionnl bank, addressing the annupl convention of the Missouri Bankers' association here tonight, urged greater co-operation nnd sympathy between bankers and farmers and pointed opt how lif* on the farms can be made more attractive. "Two out of three farms in Mis souri are without automobiles." he said. "Only one farm in three has a dairy cow. Only one in 10 rnlses strawberries; one in 4fi, raspberries; one in five, apples; one in seven, peaches; one in eight, cherries. Only one farm in 33 has a tractor. Only one in IS has electric or gas light. Karin Owners Decrease. "In the 10 years from 1910 to 1920, the number of farm owners in Mis souri decreased 3.8 per rent. "This today Is the challenge of the rural community all over the land to th3 banker, a challenge to him not as a banker but as a citizen. It dis closes a dissatisfaction among farm ers who in the final analysis con stitute the backbone of the nation. At times the farmer may appear to be. radical and a follower of false gods politically and economically. But in the long run he is the reliance of American ideals as is no other single group of American citizens. Business Important. "The banker's attitude toward the farmer must not he one of condescen sion. Mis business is fully as impor tant as ours. We must learn to func tion in a common enterprise. The farmer's financial isolation is a tiling of tlie past. His political isolation will soon be a tiling of the past. And what remains for us to accomplish is to wipe out his social and mental isolation.” traveling Men to Have Booth at Food Show The United Commercial Travelers of America will have a prominent booth at the Progressive Retail Gro cers and Butchers pure food show in the City Auditorium next September. The local branch of the IT. C. T lias a membership of 500 and in tak ing a booth at the show they will demonstrate the important part the traveling men take in bringing good food from the producer and manu facturer to the consumer. The enter tainment and sociability features of the traveling men's organization will he stressed in the pure food show booth. They expressed the belief In ar ranging for their booth that the com ing show will be the biggest, and best pure food show ever staged in Omaha. World Faces Civilization Bankruptcy, Pastor Says The world is face to face with the bankruptcy of civilization, largely bo cause human personality is not prop erly functioning, in the opinion of Rev. Donald C, MacDeod of the Dun- I dee Presbyterian church, who ad dressed the Dions club In Hotel Fon tenelle yesterday noon. Rev. M. MacDeod attribuled this sit uation to the tendency to place empha sis on material things, rather tiian on thehuman soul, and to a lack of ap preciation of the Institutions which are developing character. He quoted -xperts to show that in the United States only one person in 2.001) makes a success, and that all enterprises in this country, representing a capital of $5,000 or employing more than 20 people, are controlled hy less than 2 per cent of the population. Petition Urges Wappich’s Return to Police Court A petition asking that Judge Wap nic'n bo assigned permanently to Cen tral -police court was circulated in the court Tuesday morning and signed by scores of those present. The peti tion recites faith in Wapplch end re sents the adverse action regarding him taken recently by the W. G. T. U. I routon Declines Comment on Saturday Night F'ire •Totn Trouton, rity fire warden, de clined Tuesday morning to comment on his Investigation of the fire which occurred Saturday night at the Fash ion store and adjoining establishments ■jt Sixteenth and Dodge street*. Traveling Bag Special We offer as a special to the early vacationist this hand-boarded cowhide bag, leather lined, sewed on corners, good substan tial lock and fasteners. A real bargain at— $9.85 Sami in Walrut Grained Pigtkin See Our Full Line of Traveling Baga Be fore Buying Freling&Steinle 1803 Famam Street HERE 17 YEARS ONE OF OURS By W1LLA CATHER. Famous Nebraska Author. 1L__— ___________ (Continued From Yesterday.) 131 .lUl'MS. Claude Wheeler, son of a Nebraska farmer. Is disappointed in wedded life 1 witli Knbl Hoy re, religious daughter of Jason Royer. Frankfort. Nebraska, miller. After a year and a half together slie goes to China, where her younger sister. ( aro. line. a missionary. Is ill. Claude goes to of fleers' training cumn and is commis sioned a lieutenant, lie had three years at a small denomination college in Lin coln. where he became a friend of the Kriich family, motherly widow with five moiis. Claud*' hag friend* In Briieat Havel , and l.eonard Dawson, young Nebraska , farmers and neighbors of the H heeler family, lie has an elder brother, lhiyliss, in business in Frunkfori ; ids father. Nat. /ind a vounger brother. Ralph. Ills mother iis prideful of her sons. While home on leave from camp Claude finds he loves • lijdys Farmer. Itlgli school friend of Ins vlfe. He leaves with his company for Surojit; an epidemic of "flu” breaks out u shipboard and several soldiers die and re buried at sea. On board Claude mokes riends witli Victor Morse, young aviator; llhert I slier, murine from Wyoming; I'rl ate Bert Fuller mid Lieutenant Fanning, file transport dories at ft French port. Claude places Lieutenant Fanning. III. In a hospital »'»d gets his first glimpse of the horrors of war when a trainload of wounded American soldiers is brought in from the front. He is billeted with an other young lieutenant, tierhardt. in I lie home of m. and Madame Jnuhert, near tamp. The two become close friend a. Two j weeks of intensive training follows. BOOK FIVE—CHAPTER VII. On the. march at last: through a brilliant August day Colonel Scott's battalion was streaming along one of the dusty, well-worn roads east of the Somme, their railway base "-ell behind them. The way led through rolling country: fields, hills, woods, little villages shattered but still habi table, where the people came out to watch the soldiers go by. The Americans went through every village in march step, colors flying, the band playing, "to show that the morale was high," as the officers said, Claude trudged on the outside of the column—now at the front of his com pany. now at the rear—-wearing a stoical countenance, afraid of betray ing his satisfaction In the men, the weather, the country. They were bound for the big show, and on every hand were reassuring signs: long lines of gaunt, dead tics, charred and torn: big holes gashed out in Helds and hillsides, already half concealed by new undergrowth; wind ing depressions In the earth, bodies of wrecked motor trucks and automo biles lying along the road, and every where endless straggling lines of rusty barbed wire, that seemed to have been put there by chance, with no purpose at all "Begins to look like we’re getting in, lieutenant," said Sergeant Illcks, smiling behind hia salute. i laude nodded and passed forward. ''Well, we ran" arrive any to<> «»'n for us, boys?" The sergeant looked over his shoulder, and they grinned, their teeth Hashing white in the.r red. perspiring faces. Claude didn’t wonder that everybody along the route, even the bablee, came out to see them: he thought they were the finest sight In the world. This was the first day they had worn their tin bats; Oerhardt had shown them how 10 stuff grass and leaves Inside to keep their heads cool. When they fell Into fours, and the band struck up as they approached a town. Bert Fuller, the boy from Pleasantvllle on the Platte, who had blubbered on the voyage over, was guida right, nod whenever Claude passed him his face seemed to say, "You won’t get any thing on me in a hurry, lieutenant!" They made camp early In the after noon on a hill covered with half burned pines. Claude took Bert and IJcll Able and Oscar the Swede, and set off to make a survey and report the terrain. Behind the hill, under the burned edge of the wood, they found an abandoned farm house and what seemed to be a clean well. It had a solid stone curb about it, and a wooden bucket hanging by a rusty wire. When the boys splashed tho bucket about, the water sent up a pure, cool breath, ltut they were wise boys, and knew where dead I’rus Do you know? Your grocer always has a fresh supply of PREMIUM SODA CRACKERS to tempt any palate with their crisp, slightly salted flavor. LORNA DOONE Shortbread Tasty squares of whole some shortbread. Not too rich for easy digestion. FIG NEWTONS A combination of golden brown cake filled with fig jam. They are made by the bakers of Uneeda Biscuit The World’s Brat Soda Cracker NATIONAL BISCUIT COMPANY “Uneeda Bakers" slnns most loved to hide. Even the straw In the stable they regarded with suspicion and thought it would he Just ns well not to bed anybody there. Swinging on to the right to make their circuit, they got into mud; a low Held where thw drain ditches had been neglected and had overflowed. There they came upon a pitiful group of humanity, bemircd. A woman, ill and wretched looking, sat on a fallen log at the end of the marsh, a baby in her lap and three children hanging about her. She was far gone in consumption: one had only to listen to her breathing and to look at her white, perspiring face to feel how weak she was. Draggled, mud to lhe knees, she was trying to nurse" her baby, half hidden under an old black shawl. She didn't look like a tramp woman, but like one who had once been .able to take proper care of her self, and she was still young. The children were tired and discouraged. One little boy wore a clumsy blue jacket, made from a French army coat. The other wore a battered American Stetson that came down over his ears. He carried, In his two arms, a pink celluloid clock. They all looked up and waited for the sol diers to do something. Claude approached the woman, and touching the rim of his helmet, be gan: “Bon jour, Madame. Qu'est que c’est?" She tried to speak, but went off into a spasm of coughing, only able to gasp, " ’Tolnette, 'Toinettc!'' ’Toinette stepped quickly forward., She was nbout 11, and seemed to be the captain of the party. A bold, hard little face with a long chin, straight black hair tied with rags, un easy, crafty eyes; she looked much less gentle and more experienced than her mother. She began to explain, and she was very clever at making herself understood. She w*as used to talking to foreign soldiers—spoke slow ly, with emphasis and ingenious ges tures. She, too, had been reconnolterlng. She had discovered the empty farm house and was trying to get tier party there for the night. How did they com** here? Oh. they were rtfugees. They had been staying with people JO kilometers from here. They were try ing to get back to their own village. Her mother was very sick, presque morto. and she wanted to go home to die. They hud heard people were still living there; an old aunt was living in their own cellar—and so could they if they once got there. The point was, and she made it over and over, that her mother wished to die ches elle, comprem z-vous? They had no papers, and the French soldiers would never let them pass, hut now that the Americans were here they hoped to get through; the Americans were said to be toujours gentils. While she talked In her shrill, click ing voice, the baby began to howl, dissatisfied with its nourishment. The little* girl shrugged, "it est toujours en eolere." she muttered. The woman turned It around with difficulty—it seemed a big. heavy baby, but white and sickly—and gnve It the other breast. It began sucking her noisily, rooting and sputtering as if it were famished. It was too painful, and was almost indecent, to see this ex hausted woman trying to feed her baby. Claude beckoned his men away to one side, and taking the little girl by the hand drew her alter them. "II fiiut que votre mere I ! sc re poser," he told her, with 'the grave | i uenural pause which he alwuya mail* I In the middle of a French sentence. .She understood bttn No dltuortion at her native tongue surprised or per ; plexed her. She was accustowed tm j being addressed In all persons, nan ] bers, genders, tenges; by Germans English, Americans. She only listen'd ! 10 hem- whether the voice was kind, I and with men in this uniform it | usually was kind. Had they anything to eat? Vous | uvea quelque chose a manger? "Kien. Rten du tout." Wasn’t her mother trop malade a | marcher? She shrugged; monster could see for | himself. , He was dead; mort a la Marne, en quatorze. "At the Marne?" Claude repeated, glancing in perplexity at the nursing baby. Her sharp eyes followed his. and she Instantly divined his doubt. "The baby?" she said quickly. "Oh, the baby is not my brother, he is a Boohe.” For a moment Claude did not un derstand. She repeated her explana tion Impatiently, something disdain ful and sinister In her metallic little voice. A slow blush mounted to his forehead. He pushed her toward her mother, “Attendee la.” "I guess we ll have to get them over to that farm house,’" he told the men. He repented what he bad got of the child’s story. When he came to her laconic statement about the baby, they looked at each other. Bert Fuller was afraid he might cry again, so he kept muttering, "By God, tf we'd a got here sooner, by God if we had!" as they ran back along the ditch. Dell and Oscar made a chair of their crossed hands and carried the woman—she was no great weight. Bert picked up the little boy with the pink clock; "Como along, little frog, your legs ain’t long enough.” Claude walk'd behind, holding the screaming baby stiffly in hiH arms. How was It possible for a baby to have such definite personality, he asked himself, and how was it pos sible to dislike a baby so much? He hated it for Its square, tow-thatched in "I and bloodless ears, and carried it with latching . .* . no wonder it. cried. When it got nothing by screaming and stiffening, however. It suddenly grew quiet, regarded him with pale blue eyes and tried to make itself com fortable against his khaki coat. It put out a grimy little Jlst imd took hold of one of his buttons "Kamarad, ehr?” be muttered, glaring at the In fant. "Cut it out!” Before they bad their own supper that night, the boys rarried hot food and blankets down to thetr family. ((ontimiril in Tile Morning Bee.) Architect of U. S. Capitol Dies By International \eas Service. Washington, May 22. — Elliot Woods, architect of the United States capltol, dropped dead today at Spring Rake, X. J , according to private ad vices reaching here. Imported French E-P-O-N-G-E Drrftteft of many color*. Out of the high rent district. Our price* ere \ery reasonable Alteration* free { 1812 Fa mam Before You Leave Town Deposit your Valuables—Securities, Sil verware, Jewelry—anything of value that might be stolen by burglars or destroyed by fire—in our storage vaults. We have special provision for bulky tilings as safe as the usual safety deposit box. The cost is low. Insure a Carefree Vacation The Omaha Safe Deposit Co. Omaha National Bank Bldg. Implicit Faith in Omaha For many years Homo Builders has invested funds in first mortgages on downtown business property of good earning power. The borrower makes regular payments—enough to meet interest charges anti create sinking funds to take up the mortgages at maturity. Sound Securities A first mortgage on a given property is rut up into mortgage notes, or bonds, and offered to investors in denominations of $100, $500 and up, maturing in one to ten years. Bonds Yielding 7% We are now offering a limited issue of these bonds at 7/c . Faith in Omaha business property is unshaken. These bonds are gilt-edged, tax-free in Nebraska. Mail order» always rqceive prompt attention. Ask for free description. Call and see us. AMERICAN SECURITY CO. INVESTMENT BROKERS 18th and Dodge Streets Omaha, Nebraska Our Children By ANOHLO FATKI. Listen. Listen, mother, listen." For the time his eyes open in the early morning until sleep forces them shut In the late evening, the child begs, "Listen, please listen to me.” Do you? Do you know how to lis ten? If you would hold children to you that Is the one thing you must well know how to do. •'Impossible! If I listened to him as he wunts me to, I should go crazy. He says 'listen' all day long." Yes. because you didn't listen, and the thing he wants to say Is still on his mind. The fart that lie didn't get his audience prods him to another effort. Listen him out! It may seem a long time as he stam mers and repeats and loses himself, but it Isn’t anything like as long, nor as agonizing as the long years of si lence that will stretch between, you and him if yoi^teach him that your cars are deaf to his story. Hilda Conklin says in a beautiful poem to her mother, "When I spoke you listened, and when I thought, you understood.” That is what listening to a child means. He feels your listening Your mind listens to his in the si lences; your tongue answers to his speech. It does not mean that you stop al together what you are doing and give your entire time and attention to hint, although that is the way to begin. Soon he learns to selert his story. He senses that to such you "listen” bet ter and "understand” more. As he shores up more and none and his stories take on more of the color of man he is to be, you, in your post as listener, critic and friend, can head him toward the story you like host, the one that seems to hold out the greater promise to him. Not to you, of course. You would not lay hands upon his story. You w'rote your own. This is his and you listen. AVhat is to he done when sudden ly the story changes and becomes the dream of adventure speaking of flights to far off and strange places? One that hints of lurking danger? Listen and understand. You can un derstand the story teller, his longing to go and do and return victorious, even if the story he tells is startling in its newness. Keep silent rather than choke him off. Should that hap pen there will be no more stories for you. He will carry them to another market and you will sit in your house desolate. Listen and understand. Then In the days to rorne, when he has gone off to make his story come true, he will return In short flights and tell you the next chapter and the next and the next, still sure I that you hear and comprehend. Listen, mother. Itoten!" Copy rl« tat. Hit. BUEHLER BROS. OMAHA’S LEADING CASH MARKETS Wednesday Specials at the Four Busy Markets 212 N. 16th St. 4903 S. 24th St. 2408 Cuming St. 634 West Broadway, Council Bluffs Choicest Lean Pprk Butts 15c Choicest Beef Pot Roast lie No. 1 Skinned Hams, ,23c Choice Leaf Lard.He Sugar Cured Picnic Hams, lb.I2V2C Native Steer Chuck Roast .I2V2C Special Macaroni and Spaghetti, 5 pkgs. 25c No. 1 Lean Breakfast Bacon .25c Fresh Spareribs.9c Fresh Hamburger Steak .10c Fresh Breakfast Sausage at .1212c Evergood Butterine, 2-lb. pkg. ..45c Evergood Liberty Nut, per lb...20c »" ~ 3&©3le6raaJKi - "The Clothing Corner of Omaha" Men’s and Boys’ Clothing Prices Will NOT Be Lower Later! RANKLY, clothing prices at this store are so radically close t o cost today that there is no possibility of lower prices later. This store is committed to the policy -of selling reliable standard qual ify clothing and positively nothing else —of never substituting inferior merchandise for the sake of making a low sounding price appeal. —of selling the best clothing made for men and boys at the lowest profit margin known, and we'll adhere to this plan. In other words—this store enjoys the pood will of the people of the community and refuses to abuse public confidence by resorting to the common trick of a high price today and low price tomorrow—for effect! Lowest Prices Every Day -the most for your money Clothes of the highest standard of fabric excellence—tai loring unapproached by any other ready-to-wear clothes, and always at prices that challenge comparison. 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