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Newspaper Page TextPAGE FOUR THE CAPITAL JOURNAL, SALEM, OREGON , 1925. Capital jpournal Salem. Oregon An Independent Newspaper Bitl'lisM-d Kvery Kvcninr? Except Sunday Telephone 81; News 82 CmoitOJS PUTNAM, Kclltor and J'nhlisher BIBLE THOUGHT FOR TODAY 1'c have heard how I said unto yon, I go aivuy, and conic again unto you. If vc loved me, ye would rejoice, because I said, I go unto the father: for my Father is greater than 1. John H:2S. Tom Marshall It was during the first Wil.son term, that a certain Oregon woman, product of a Main street of the middle west, with an exalted opinion of her own high station, an exaggerated esteem for the formulas of "respectability" and an inherited haired of Democrats as products of Burchard's three It's, Rum, Romanism and Rebellion, returned from a sojourn at the national capital, her worse fears of the country's damna tion under democracy confirmed. Of the many symptoms of national decay this patriot witnessed, two incidents stood forth glaringly at a public reception at the home of the speaker of the house, Mrs. Champ Clark defied the conventions by playing "Nearer My God to Thee" and other gospel hymns on the phonograph, which was bad enough, but the "most disgusting spectacle" she witnessed was the vice president presiding over the deliberations of that sacrosanct body, the United States senate, reclining backwards in a swivel chair with his feet perched on his desk, busily chewing and expectorating the prize product of old Virginia in true backwoods fashion. This was indeed a sad shock but it was a characteristic pose for Tom Marshall, a typical Indiana product, with the shrewd commonsen.se, philosophy and humor of the old-time country lawyer, who combined keen ability with the wit of the sage, and always managed to extract a moral from his merriment. Plain, unconventional, democratic, kindly and sympathetic, beloved by friends and respected by opponents, with few vices and many virtues, Tom Marshall was a fine type of American -6f a past generation a type now passing away. As vice presidents go, he ranks among the best that ever attempted the thankless task of marking time in the twilight of oblivion, of being in and yet out of affairs, a fifth wheel of government. Monkey-Shines at Monkeyville Dayton, Tennessee, which is in the spotlight because of (he Scopes test of the law banning the teaching of evolution in public schools, has received the sobriquet "Monkeyville" and the drug store which wiw the scene of the debate that led to the trial, has rechrislened itself "Monkeyville Drug store" and is doing a thriving business in selling minature monkeys. This frivolous altitude greatly shocks the staid community, which seeks to win fame as Strawberry ville, not Monkeyville. The anti-evolution law has been dubbed "the monkey bill" by newspaper headwriters and jokesmiths all over the land which tends to increase the popular misunderstanding regarding evolution and its theories, which have nothing to do with monkeys, any more than the law has. Evolution teaches that all life originated from a common source, not that man descended from the monkey, but apparently this is beyond the comprehension of its opponents, and the monkey is used, in pulpits and elsewhere, to ridicule science. The Scopes case is of importance only in defining the powers of ecclesiastically controlled legislatures to inject religious beliefs into public schools, contrary to the spirit and letter of the constitution. Carried to the highest court for interpretation, the decision will serve as a precedent, cither to sanction such control or to sipielch further atempts. As an effective force in circumscribing knowledge of theories generally accepted the Tennessee statute is doomed to failure. It belongs to the fifteenth century when ecclesiastics vainly strove by the rack and fagot-pile of the inquisition to limit the pursuit of knowledge and the quest for truth. Its author, according to Oswald West in the Spectator , came from the most illiterate of the 5)5 counties of one of the most illiterate states of the hook-worm belt which probably explains this twentieth century anachronism. So Monkeyville is not a bad name for a town that will stage such monkey-shines. -SOLUTION OI SSTI',UAY'S PI IMS MS U!vt;,m City. .. .IniK' 1.- Tli' :.Itic ot 111'' I'ufifir liih.i.v I"' Iv j 'li Uncim t'lly anil l'iini'lli:i!'. in Iho in v KH'iV rompl. toil la:, t M.-.r, Will 1)0 lIM'llHlllI ill till' uliili- "liirliw.iy rmnmis.iiiins l!'J." im C.i. Mi, iii'i iinluic in division li.ii'hiil liy lli.it I'iKinl :il " ni'i'l ill); in I' M lliillil. I'l iil.iy. Hi'l I'"1 tl hunt Mi.'fni'iitK I'li'l'1!. wli ir Ik is cun iiili li l inn' "f t'l lii'ist si'i'iik lull in' lur.liway In this i tn':i "t tin' fl.iti'. in Hi 'I U uviTl.mU Din l.'Hs i.t the Wil l.iiniMif. will li" uiH'itiil liy Hi-' ((iniiiii-inn nl Hi .I'lHf iin-i'lin '. WU-n Hi" Ki.i lf .u i imuiiIi'I. il I.. .it -:ir il w.i.i -'.i Hut IiiiV. Tli. lil lilit'.llt In' il:u-iil tili' J. Mr ur tin. Iniini riu. Mil iniclit l. cirri, il "vr uiiiil i - I hp x tliMK of III.'. Ik.-o nil. I tin' dlnti' hifchw.iy rinnniVNipn's fiimni'i-s ncl" tn li I'u.-t'.m; in llio cli'ii. .(Hi. 0. fiirilill;, to Mli', Itlt PI ft. 'Iho Kl.rtp llUA m'ttli'il ntul Is in pnutl I'liinlili'in Hup yr.ir for p.iv It.K, hnwrvrr. uritl tln fuli'li of the i'.nti' highway nniiniii si-m vrri! tmnul to lin In hotter oclvr limn hnd lKMn iirnllcii'd for liu.i rn iho motion to ro hIichiI with the lltirirovi'nintit was phhuimI. TIh pHVomeiit of thp bI retch will t'liin Hiato practically I hp Inst lilt or dirt roml or the Pacific hlifhwuv In Oregon. Bootlegger Again In Jail: Booze Cache la Popular Ilcjulezvous (ContlnuM from ; On thenwlret In a mend of watchful waiting. Then iun came Mir prlne. Ther nrard tw?; frncklnn In ditch which lenaa along bj thi I rush and iiih1ic:I tlii-nwclves iloi'P Into Ih.'ir hidiiK place. IVer :ni: IhvoiiKh the lirilPh Hiry saw a flrnre with pitchfork coining iiiiniB the clllrh on nil fours to Keep nut of slflht of Iho roucl. The t'ir.urc was attired In a crcy shirt .ml hrown overalls. The flsure turned mil to he a man, and as he i lent alonir. he Jiilibed his 1'itrli furlt into every pile ot lirush or liiimnioik of crass which couH olicea! anything. He kept crc 'pini? on. appri'aell ini; closer and eloser to the place where the ol't'icors were con.-ealid. lill conliuui'd to Jam hi pit.-li-urk into lhe lirunh pilii, and .1 iliuueil it directly into tho pile wllej e it lllnii'd out I he v hi-liey ii:i cai'hed. Hut he evil.-ntly misa id the (lemijohll and hollies liy a few Inches as t lie ie was no answer ing riiiK and the prowler kept on lii.s way. He circled around ami ii'iue within a few feet of th. i llii ers, ttliiui! 'ihoilnit the pitcli :'i ill into the hi.limt place of Hie nitidis. Then officer held their Ireatli and allowed Ilui prowler to i;o uniniileil i-d on his sunept U loti;: way, lie evidently nave the search up in disi;uest after n lime, ns he turned and made his way hack up i ne ditch and disappeared. Not luoie lhau 10 minutes nft i wauls t'airol WrUlit dnive up in a ear. parked il( took a Rood look .'round then came into the brush to I lie whiskey cache. As he nil- i overt'd the cache lleputies Smith lid llre'iimer stepped out from laelr hidlim place and put him under arrest. He Is Merely i ' hl'S ed with piwcsslon, ns the eflicers have no evidence oe.ninst him that lie had sold any of t!i? u hiskey. The officers lulieve that the prowler will, the pitchfork was someone rcsld'ni In the vicinity who had been watching operations annul tiro cache with a bpvrIuss, had become convinced that there was some Itooro to he bad fur tV icarchlnit and ha wm doing hl aenrchlliK . hen evidently every rne In the tuirhliorhod waa away at nail jt.uuei or otherwlao cn' gaged In holiday occupations. TODAY'S CROSS WORD PUZZLE HORIZONTAL Ti't'tiitilen : I'lui'jil if I I'idffor ' ('i)ii)ititMHe ' S-'.izK "f iriMM-t : i:t-i iuiu oifircr ot n roIU'fje. i'oiiiolll(in for ChiTX iK-rform- i.rs. nls Wn-l of iicgulloil So 21 A I'lourP HOW TO SOLVE THE CROSS WORD PUZZLE Tlic wny to solve the Ci-orh word I'uzztc s to ml In llio ' while qunres of the diagram uirti iho words which uarce with (ho nrvom pmiyiiiK ih'fiiillloiis. The Krtuillons nro iiiiinbcrucl to corrcioiiiJ with tho uumbers on (lie dlnnun. Any woril defined In Iho lovt under "IIOItlOXTAL" will hcKln nt Its iituiihLT, Khouti on the diut'tain, and will i?.tcnd all tho way across lo thu first black sraco to the right or that nuinlHr. Hint Is, tho Word must begin lu tho square that contains its Identify Ins mini her, and extend as far as the wliite squares continue uninlei ruptedly Anv word denned under "VirnTICAT," will also beKhi, In the white Bnaco that conlalits its nmnlH-r, hut will extend downward as far us tho white spaces reiimhi uninterruptedly. VERTICAL 1 Theats 2 I'roiiouu 3 .Minute speck I NtroiiK low heavy vehi-.l" "t Iieaves H Caution 1) Siilf uhh starch II That in (h.ab.) 14 Ireland (ah.) 15 To cover vtllh .hie Food used hi Hawaii Toward E M I JUS P I N fla hoTeII R E (El A.1 A H E Mcl R I A M pWaI tMp P U t-ENTP " ri I p f p H H.-- Copyright 1H21 Geonjo Matthew Adnois My Ma trimonial VA CA TION by Violet Dare I wish that I could Ueaeribe the island to which we went ho that everyone who reads this could know how beautiful it 1.-. Picture a tropical nteht a moon liKht nisht, everything flooded with the magic whiicnews. Palm trees lifting their black, jagged leaver against the uky. swaying slightly in the Hunt breeze that came from tho ocean; tho watoi whispering gently aa it rippled into little waves in the path of the moon Mr. liwing had bought the island some years before. Nathalie Jordan told me; ho had been bitterly dis appointed in love, and had decided to leave the world and go off by himself having plenty of money, that was an easy thing for him to do! On It he had built a fairy palace, it rose white and enchanting in tho moonlight. Wo could just see il through the trees so wo left the yacht and were rowed to shore in a niall boat. There was a landing that re minded me of Venice; painted poIoh, like thoso to which gondo las are tied, stood at the edge o tho water. Colored lanterns dang led from them, so that we could see to land. Dick Jordan had sent Mr. Ewing word that we were coining to call on hhn, and ho had sent word back that wo must promise to stay ;M least a week. 1 had not looked forward to the visit with any spec ial pleasure, but when I saw that white palace. a lovely as the Taj .Mahal, and stepped out on to the landing, I knew that something very wonderful was going to hap pen to me on this Knchanted Is land. And when I looked up at Cill Uwlng 1 knew what it was going to be. Someone told me, a long time ago, that once in every girl's life sho meets a man with whom she falls in love at first slyht. I don t know whether that is true or not. IJut I know that it happened to' mo when I met Dill Kwing. j Ho shook hands with me, look ing down into my eyes. .His hand troinbled, and so did mine. "j haven't 1 met you before?", he asked. j I shook my head, my voice se.-ni-j ed to be Muck somewhere in my; throat. "We walked up lo he house, through the whispering palm trees, seemed to be walking on air, car ried along by the new emotion that was surging through me. Na thalie was exclaiming over the iftauty of the place, and Dick was congratulating Bill Ewing on it, but I couldn't say anything at all. The house was very lovely; it was not large, but so perfectly ar ranged that it seemed even moro spacious than it was. Everywhere you stepped from a beautiful room to a balcony or portico from which there was a view of the gardens and moonlit ocean. My bedroom and sitting-room were lovely. Heavy silk shawls, embroidered In red and yellow and blue, hung at the long windows; the wonderful reed furniture had cushions of heavy silk whose col orings matched the shawls. I had never seen anything lovelier. But I could not psty much at tention to my . surroundings. My thoughts were all of this big. tan ned man whose presence affected me so strangely. I had thought I loved my husband, but hail never felt toward him as I did toward U1U Ewlng. Ho fascinated" me, I wanted to bo near him all the time, yet I could not talk when I was with him. I felt that ho knew every thing that I would say. Wo had supper in tho dining room, at an old Italian refectory table. Some delightful mnslo was coming over the radio, played by a famous symphony orchestra. When it ceased for a moment, tho whispering of the wind in tho palm trees and tho murmuring of tho fiea eame to us through the open windows. The fragrance of flow ers in tho garden came too on the warm air. Virginia and her .schemes seem ed far away, almost non-existent I began to i'eel that I belonged in this fairy kingdom, that I could never be taken away from it. And when I looked up and met Bill i; wing's eyes, intent on me, a new world opened before mo. I went into Nathalie's room early the next morning; I had been un able to sloop, for sheer happiness. She was sitting at her dressing table, making up. Nathalie was like a child playing with paints; she would put on rogue and pow der and mase:ira and then wipe them off. "It's such fun," she told me, laughing. "Hut somehow make up seems out of place here, doesn't it? Anyway, Bill just sent up word by Blck that we'll go swimming early, and so had beter have break fast in our bathing suits. Sounds attractive, doesn't it ?" "Anything would ound attrac tive in this enchanted place," I told her. 'FNpo.-ially with Bill around?" she asked me. laughing a'ain. "Ob, Nancy, how yuu aro blushing! Don't mind it's very becoming. You do like Bill, don't you?" "Belter than I've ever liked any one else," 1 answered fra nkly. Tuc-day In I- airy land. BRINGING UP FATHER By George Mi-Mantis i 1 If I'LL. 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