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About The Omaha morning bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 1922-1927 | View Entire Issue (April 4, 1924)
Today Stone, Cood Choice. Hughes, of Australia. Mature Is Wonderful. Kinds of Courage. ^By ARTHUR BRISBANE^ President Coolidge has appoint ed Harlan F. Stone attorney gener al. He is an able lawyer, recently ilean of Columbia law school, and a great authority on constitutional law. The president has picked out a good man, who will be neither for nor against anybody, but for the laws. His appointment may dis appoint some “interests” that de manded “our kind” of a man. Mr. Hughes, the war prime min ister of Australia, told some Ameri cans about Australia yesterday in New York city. Mr. Hughes’ country, stretching 11,000 miles from Sydney to Perth, more than 2,000 miles from north to south, with a population of only 0,000,000 white people, stands as the vanguard of western civiliza tion. Just beyond is the shadow of a thousand million Asiatics. What Mr. Hughes had to say in terests every man in America. This column will be devoted to his talk, presently, perhaps on Sunday or Monday next. Nature is “wonderful.” There are birds like animals, animals like birds. The strangeness of creation is inexhaustible. The University of Pennsylvania! sends an expedi tion to catch an hoazin’ bird that breaks stones with its beak, swims like, a duck, flys like a bat. The same expedition will look also for a “bell bird.” Instead of singing it tinkles like a bell. There are snakes that swallow their young to protect them, then let them out again. There is a lady toad that lays her eggs on the back of her husband, who hops around cheerfully in the sunlight, hatching the toads. Nature really is wonderful. There are various kinds of cour age. Fighting courage is the most important perhaps, in such a civili zation as ours. The courage to ex press your opinions in the face of opposition is repl courage also. That should be remembered by those that meet Bertrand Russell on his next visit to America. He opposed conscription, but bear in mind that he is 52 years old, and conscription could not have touched him. That is different from opposition by a husky man in his youth, who dislikes the thought of going under fire. This is a prosperous country, worth defending. Yesterday 1,500, 000 stockholders received little en velopes containing dividends am ounting to $260,000,000. If you didn’t get any of the dividend en velopes don’t waste time envying or hating those that got them. Save your money, invest it, and you can get dividends also.. Except for the r very unfortunate there is no need to stay really poor in this country. The interchangeable character of forces, apparently entirely differ ent, is a great aid to science. You send out an electric wave, trans form it into a wave sound, and the radio works. French experimenters literally have transformed the light from Capella, a sun billions of miles away, into sound waves, literally producing “music of the spheres.” By this transforming of forces our sister planets, at least, if not the outside suns, will eventually talk to us. What would be the first question you would ask a lady or gentleman on the planet Mars or Venus? Mrs. Gross is on trial for killing her husband. She admits the kill ing. These facts are brought out: The husband said children were too expensive and his wife mustn’t have any. She got up at 6:30, got his breakfast, then started at 7:30 for the shopavhere she worked, get ting home at 7:30 at night. The money she made she turned over to him. Ife .heat her quite often, but she didn’t mind that at first, because she liked him—not even when he beat her because she did n't make enough mqney. When he gave her a $25 diamond ring it was her money that paid for it. “Justice must be done, the guilty must be punished.” But you don't exactly hope that Mrs. Gross will he electrocuted. (Copyright. is?4 ) r Adele Garrison “My Husband's Love” - v_L_J What Is llieliy Ip lo Now? That low knock upon our living room door, almost stealthy—or so It appeared to my excited imagination— brought me to a sitting posture as suddenly as If some electric mechan isin had propelled me thither. T found my ear* atralnlng for the sound of voices, although I told m.v self that the answer to my mental query ns to the Identity of the caller was, no doubt, a most prosaic one Doubtless ths tanitnr—t put that so lotion Impatiently away a* the mem ory of his clumping footsteps came to me—s.n<l then the unmistakable voice of my neighbor, Mrs. Marks, sounded In her Invariable greeting of "Say!” There was sudden silence as If furtheb words hail been chopped off short, and I visualized some silenc ing gesture on Dicky's pari. Then I heard his voice In low but distinct articulation, and I knew tiiat he was taking no chances upon my being asleep, but meant to make every word audible. •'Yes, she's here. She came in Just a little while ago. But she's taking a nap Just now. As soon as she wakes up I'll tell her you called. I know she'll be very glad to see you." "And I'll be very glad to see her," my neighbor replied, heartily, and if she had stopped there I should have gone peacefully to sleep with a smile at my own jealous vagaries. Mrs* Marks was an attractive woman of her type, but 1 knew my fastidious Peter Pan far too well to imagine his giving her a second glance. I had kept him from being really rude to her upon one or two occasions, because in her rough way she had tried to be neighborly, and I knew that his courtesy to her now was A Puzzling Situation, simply on my account—or— I was not mistaken. The conver sation had not ceased. A low indis tinct murmur came from the hall, lasting only for a few’ seconds it is true, but telling me unmistakably that for some reason my husband and my neighbor were talking of something they did not wish me to hear, indeed, fancied tiiat I could not. Then Mrs. Marks' voice rose again in her natural high-pitched tone: “Sure 1 can't do nothing for her?” Dicky's reply was the perfunc torily courteous one I naturally should have expected from him. and with a hasty “So long, then." Mrs. Marks went away, or I suppose she did, for I heard no further sound of voices. But, on the other hand, there was no noise of tapping high heels which always signals her approach or departure, and T wondered why she had chosen different footgear for this particular occasion. The door Into the living room dosed and I heard Dicky' come bai k to hi* chair. With my hand clenched tensely beneath the bed clothing, I lay motionless, with closed eyes, waiting, vaguely, unreasoningly tor —what? I had not long to wait. It was less than five minutes afterward that Dicky rose from his chair and tiptoed to the bedroom door, looking in at me. Instinctively I feigned sleep, and after a few seconds he turned away and the next thing I heard was the closing in quick succession of out living room door and the door leading from our hall into the public corridor. The sounds galvanized me Into an action which ordinarily I would have scorned, but which seemed the in evitable thing to my tortured nerves. Noiselessly- I got out of bed. found a pair of soft slippers and put them on, gathered Dicky's bathrobe closely ar.ound me and went to the door lead ing from the bedroom to the bail!. Quirk Recognition. This I opened a tiny crack, and peered through it until I was satis fied that the hail was empty. Then I passed through it, leaving It ap parently shut, but in such a position that s push would open it, and ar ranged the bathroom door in the same manner a* I passed by it. lies oliitei.v shutting niy mind to tlie fact .that some member of the Mark* household might mine nut of Ihfl rear ai>artroent and find me In the hall dad in my Msarrc costume 1 Stole hastily down Ihe hall to the cunningly arranged panel In^he ml orful glass windows sunoundlng the well of the stairway, to whose use Mrs. Marks had once Introduced me Standing there. 1 was effectively ^ sheltered from Dicky’s observation should he come hack Into our hall suddenly. With infinite care I opened tlie< panel wide enough to give rne «/ view of the hall below There was! no sound of anyone on Ihe stairs or, in Ihe hall, and I was just about to1 I dose the window anil go back 10 Imy room with a scathing self-de nunciation of my suspicious folly, when down the staircase came in Sights a slender girlish figure which walked rapidly out of the building There was no turn of her head to the left or the right, so that I could not see her features, and she wore a costume unfamiliar to me, but 1 was certain that she was none other than Mollie Fawcett. in 1T4!I Denjamin Franklin elec tropuled a turkey for his dinner. POLITICAL ADVKRTISKMKNT. "■- " l DUootlOJo—No CooOIng. AWOiLukO^ A—id Imitation* - doboNUloo ^42ji3jULfdMUM|ajU|fl Col. W. F. Stoecker for GOVERNOR It a Republican and a* Safe, Sene Butinett Man of Capacitiet He Favor. SfSS. ?0f Franc*, Britain, Italy, etc.; a state bonus far our ex-service men—no taxation without rep resentation, a farm bloc in state and congress. He Opposes 1 the direct primary law — he | helped make it in 1909. • Col. W. F. Stoecker is paying all his own campaign expenses. A native of Germany and an American by choice. 40 years in Nebraska. Good News! OTLNffi HATS that are correct in style A Sale of Startling Values Specially v Priced for Friday and Saturday a By This is s whole sale Every one new house. Don't Every one overlook the smart, saving this Everyone means to you. "different.’' ' ' 1 ———. ' * ' ' WHILE THEY LAST1 Varied group of many atylea and color* in »pring hata. all of them from higher priced atock*. If you want an avery-day hat that la an unuaual value for the money, come early before theae choice bargain* are all gone *y»u*. 'Hat ai tkr 'iV%at**a.tr 'f/saso eJ$)d!meAy Or. 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Naturally, so fine a loaf as you have found BETSY ROSS to be must command a slightly higher price than a loaf of lower quality. * BETSY ROSS will continue to sell at its old price, and the thousands • of homes where it is regularly used know that it is well worth what it • * rosts. Such bread is cheap at its price. It is the finest, most nourishing food you ca« buy. - , V . . • BETSY ROSS and HOLSUM are loaves of similar character. Both are made in the same fine baking institution, by the same skilled bakers, and under the same scientific conditions of cleanliness. They differ in quantity of nourishment, of course. HOLSUM is made from materials of tested goodness; BETSY ROSS is made from the very choicest, highest food value ingredients the market affords. ‘ Your grocer lias both HOLSUM and BETSY ROSS today. Take your choice, but always be sure to ask for either by name. ■ i k THE JAY BURNS BAKING CQ \ «