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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
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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
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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-'
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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
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I'idffor
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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
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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
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The Eclipse
By Hcrriman
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"Whv Do Today V hut You Can Tut Off 'Till Tomorrow?" Says Mr. Mutt.
By Bud Fisher
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