Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 44, Number 286, 15 September 1919 — Page 6
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The Public is Overlooked In almost every dispute between labor and capital, the right of the piablic to protection is overlooked. Both sides erroneously believe they are the only parties to the controversy, the result being that the public too often receives little justice in the settlement. It is time that representatives of both classes realize the rights of the people in disputes over economic problems. Many failures to reconcile capital and labor can be traced to the omission Of the third party in the settlement. If the public is forced to pay increased prices for commodities or service because its rights were not considered, unrest is bound to follow. Instead of settling the controversy both parties have merely stored up future trouble. Justice cannot be served if the third party is entirely ignored. Any effort to stabilize economic conditions without giving the public a just hearing and a voice in the settlement is folly. The welfare of the public as a whole is paramount to that of either labor or capital. This principle should be understood fully and serve as the bards of remedial action.
ored. Some were wounded and gassed. Their sacrifice will not be forgotten. Some received signal honors for conspicuous bravery under adverse conditions. Their citations reflect honor on the community. All of them did their duty manfully and willingly. Their service is not overlooked. Citations and decorations for special service are to be highly esteemed, especially so when they are granted by an army organization that gives them sparingly and only after they have been earned by extraordinary heroism. The young men of this community who won them can rightly be proud of the distinction. And on the other hand, the young men who exposed themselves to danger willingly, at the command of their officers and without reckoning the cost, need not feel chagrined because they did not receive a badge of distinction. They also did their duty well, and the community is proud of them. If they had not been willing to face danger and execute the command of their superiors, the war would never have been won. The satisfaction arising from the execution of orders is just as great as the distinction crowning some special exploit. Perhaps the most significant feature attaching to the receipt of citations and decorations is that the recipient in nine cases out of ten is exceedingly reticent about telling of the exploit. The men usually are very modest about their honors and frankly say,' "The other fellow could have done it as well as I did." Such modesty is a fine commendation for the whole service. It proves that the army was possessed of the spirit of "team work", of co-operation, of a common effort to attain a common end the defeat of the Huns.
General Pershing and Popularity The return of General Pershing has been accompanied by the publication of many columns of personal stories of the great leader, and of accounts of his work in helping to organise victory in France. The informed writers agree that the general did not become an idol to his men; was
never very popular personally. Talk of a presi
dential nomination died away to a whisper immediately after the boomers had an opportunity to talk with men who had been overseas. "Don't expect the returned soldiers to vote for any general for president," the boys told inquirers. They had in mind the resentments over the iron-strict discipline, felt universally by the doughboys. But in spite of this lack of personal popular
ity. General Pershing did a great work in a highly creditable manner. He attended to business
most faithfully, and gave of his best. It is easy to call to mind other men who, like Pershing, have not won personal idolism. There are Foch and Haig, for example. Neither of these leaders is of the popular order, but both are of consummate ability. Grant and Sherman may be included in this class. In the realm of politics and statesmanship, how easy it is to name men of ability who seem remote, perhaps a bit cold. Elihu Root, Charles E. Hughes, Grover Cleveland and Woodrow Wilson, all of them have failed to attain the personal popularity which so distinguished Colonel Koosevelt. It is unjust to criticize blindly men of! this cast of mind and temperament. They perhaps would be glad to possess in greater degree the art of pleasing and inspiring the masses. They cannot help it if they seem chilly when they actually wish men to know of their real feeling of kindly good will. Men who take life seriously, and who devote themselves to their work with single-minded purpose, are apt to seem self-contained. It takes a clever man to carry on a big jub with one-half of his brain, and stage himself, make himself popular, with the other half. General Pershing and others like him are not to be reproached because in their devotion to duty they neglect the arts of the politician.
Condensed Classics of Famous Authors
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Harriet Beecher was born at Litchfield. Connecticut, in 1811. She came S a. fam,lv which achieved large reputation. Her father was Lyman Beecher, a militant clergyman, and her best known brother, Henry Ward Beecher, was one of the preacher-orators of his time. In 1833 she married another clergyman, Calvin Stowe.
Her Inheritance and her sympathies were all toward the cause of antislavery. Her life In Cincinnati, on the borderland of free and slave territory, gave her an Insight Into the peculiar institution such as few Northerners possessed. The wife of a poor minister, occupied with the care of a large family, with little literary training, she seemed the last person to electrify the world and achieve a lasting historical importance. Yet probably none of the great names associated with the cause of antislavery did more to force the issue than the minister's wife. In 1852 there issued from Brunswick, Me., where her husband had become a professor at Bowdoln College, the fam6us "Uncle Tom's Cabin"; within five years over half a million copies had been sold. How many million people have since read the book or seen the vast variety of plays based on It, no man can tell. Mrs. Stowe wrote, later, "Dred," "The Minister's Wooing." "The Pearl of Orr's Island." "Old Town Folks" and other books, but "Uncle Tom's Cabin" was her great work. It was written with knowledge of the subject and with a noble purpose; the sincerity of the author and a spark of
native genius created an effect that
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few other books have ever attained! the scene Is true to life: the char
acters have remained alive long years after the circumstances which gave them birth have passed away. "Uncle Tom's Cabin" is part of the world's history of the struggle towards freedom.
UNCLE TOM'S CABIN BY HARRIET BEECHER STOWE Condensation by John Kendrick Bangs
Citations for Bravery Wayne county takes a pardonable amount of pride in the achievements of her sons in the army and navy. Some of them paid the price with their lives. Their memories are revered and toon-
Easterners and the West A story writer for one of the popular eastern periodicals recently referred to Ashtabula, O., as a middle-western town. A New York newspaper man spoke glowingly of Toledo as a hustling western city. When President Wilson reached St. Louis the other day, a big headline in a New York evening paper said: "Wilson Enters Far West." If Ashtabula, twenty miles from the Pennsyl
vania line, is in the middle west, and St. Louis is in the far west, where are Omaha and Denver? We crave information from our writing friends in New York. The truth of the matter is that Omaha is very close to the geographical center of the nation, and Denver is the place where the west really begins. The middle western states lie between the Mississippi and the Rocky mountains. Illinois, Indiana and Ohio should be called eastern central states. All this seems absurdly simple, but your average New Yorker doesn't see it that way. When he gets beyond Philadelphia he feels that he is
on the frontier, and he even suspects that Philadelphia is a primitive sort of place. A resident of Pittsburg or Buffalo is to him a middle-westerner and when he uses that expression he is apt to be just a bit condescending about it. He may forget for the moment that a great many of the men who are making and keeping New York a great American city were born somewhere between Pittsburg and San Francisco. There is nothing new in calling New Yorkers provincial. This provincialism has been known for a long time. The surprising thing lies in the fact that they do not wake up that they keep on making such errors as have been mentioned. Their town is so big and interesting that they underrate the rest of the country, but when they travel to the west coast, how salutary is their enlightenment !
POINTED PARAGRAPHS
EVEN DEVIL QUOTES SCRIPTURE Charleston News and Courier. Senator La Follette has the gall to Instruct the people as to their dut as true Americans! Can you beat it? No. you can't.
What Other Editors Say
THE G. A. R. REUNION From the Lafayette Courier. ' IN many respects the national encampment of the Grand Army of the Republic now In progress at Columbus, O.. Is the greatest assembly of that heroic organization the country has ever seen. In all probability there will never be another such gathering of civil war survivors for they put forth aa extra effort this year to make their meeting a phenomenal success, Intending that it should be the last great endeavor on their part. All of them are past seventy years of age and not many will be able to take long journeys to future reunions of I he G. A. R. Realizing this, they met this year in the middle west and their reunion has been all that it should be. bringing together veterans from all parts of the country and witnessing a public recognition of the nation's obligation to these heroes of the rebellion such aa has never been noted before. The recent war did much to make the rising generation feel a deepened appreciation of "the men who fought In the civil war and the reception accorded the veterans in Columbus reflected this awakened recognition. It is a gallant body, the G. A. R. The public is deeply interested in its welfare and will never cease to regard it with pride and affection. A few more years and the "dwindling line of blue" will Julyci failed out entirely, leaving only a blessed memory. It isl I well that this year's reunion has been such a success.
WHY 6HOE PRICES ARE HIGH Prom the Columbus Dispatch. A Columbus woman was having a pair of shoes fitted, and the clerk was inclined to chattiness. "I remember the first pair of shoes in Columbus which sold for $15," he said, as he adjusted the shoe he was trying to sell. 'I was clerking in well, it was not this store and one day there came In a large box of thoes. There was nothing unusual about them; they were to be retailed for $5. That was the maximum price of the finest high shoes then, and It was not more than five years ago. "While we were taking them from the box, the manager of the store said: "'I am going to mark a pair of these shoes at $15 and see if I can sell them.' "So he selected a pair of the regular $5 Bhoes and set them on a piece of velvet in the show window. 'Price $15,' was stamped on a card and placed over the shoes. In a few hours a woman came in and bought them. " 'What's the use in selling shoes for $5 when I can get $15?' asked the manager, so every pair of the shoes bought to sell at $5 was marked up to $15, and women bought them. ,.., ,"Nowywhose fault was it? The manager who took advantage of circumstances, or the extravagant women who bought the shoes?"
It was in the days when African slavery flourished under the free skies of America. Evil times had .befallen the house of Shelby, and pressing debt required the sacrifice of a portion of the holdings of the Kentucky Planter in human chattels. Uncle Tom instead of the freedom that had been promised him as the reward of a lifetime of devoted service found himself torn from wife, home and children, transferred to the hands of an linscrupulous trader, and consigned to the terror-ridden slave-markets of the lower Mississippi. So trusted had the black man been that numerous avenues of escape lay open to him. Of one of these, in the dead of winter, over the ice-bound waters of the Ohio River, by the "underground" to Sandusky, and thence to freedom in Canada, the mulatto-girl Eliza, and her son who had been sold at the same time, had availed themselves. But Tom's fidelity to his master was too strong, and fearing to involve him in further difficulties he bravely faced the miseries of the future. "I am in the Lord's hands," said he to those who tried to persuade him to escape, "and there'll be the same God there that there is here." "Well it's a nasty mean shame, Tom!" sobbed his master's son George, as he bade the old slave farewell. "But remember some day I'll come down and buy you back." The voyage down the Mississippi with the slave-gang to which Tom was attached was filled with scenes and episodes of woe and tragedy, but Tom found relief from sorrow in the companionship of a fellow-passenger, a fairy-like little girl, full of the smiling spirit of play, who fascinated by Tom's unusual dexterity in the making of strange' toys dear to the hearts of children, clung to him as to an old and beloved friend. "Where are you going, Tom?" 6he asked one day. "I dunno. Missy." said Tom. "Reckon I'm gwine to be sold to somebody but I dunno who." "Well my father can buy you," said she, "and I'll ask him to this very day.
"Thank you, my little Lady," smiled I Tom, gratefully. And his "little Lady" she soon became, for the brave black won little Eva's life back from the swirling wa
ters of the Mississippi into which she had fallen, and in sheer gratitude for
her deliverance the child's father, Augustine St. Clare, bought him from tho trader. The scene now changes to New Orleans, where in a beautiful home, in daily comradeship with his little mistress, Tom for a time was hap" St. Clare, his new master, was ki: and sympathetic, and while of an cuoy-go-
!ing disposition a dawning conscious
ness of the iniquity of slavery had !come into his soul, a consciousness ; confirmed and accentuated by hi.s ! daily contemplation of the nobility . f heart of the faithful Tom. Two years of this unlooked for happiness passed
away, and once more Tom was face to face with misfortune. His flowerlike little companion, growing daily more and more fragile, herself in spito of her years envisaging and depressed by the wickedness of the system of slavery which not only destroyed the souls of the oppressed, but debased the character of the oppressors, finally died. Heart-broken over his los.-j St. Clare found comfort only in the companionship of tho equally heartbroken Tom, and one day in a sudden surge of gratitude he promised the old man his freedom, but the light of joy that shone in Tom's face when he heard the promise disconcerted him. "You haven't had such a bad time here that you should be so glad to leave me," he said sadly. " 'Tain't leavin' ye, Marse St. Clare," said Tom. "it's bein' free that I'm ajoyin' in." But it was not to be. The easy-going nature of St. Clare caused him to delay Tom's emancipation papers, and one night trying to separate two drunken brawlers intent upon killing each other St. Clare was himself stabbed to death; and in the settlement of his estate Tom once more found himself at the auction-block, to be knocked down to the highest bidder. Enter now one Simon Legree. a master of far different type from Shelby and St. Clare. A brute, and a drunkard. A beast whose glance wa an insult to womanhood. A fiend who prided himself upon his flexible brutality, and with brutish satisfaction showed to all who would look, his knuckles calloused with the blows he had inflicted upon his helpless. To him by virture of length of purse fell Tom who now tasted the tragic dregs of the cup of slavery. The manifest contrast between his own crass brutality and the high-minded character of his chattel aroused the envious wrath of his new owner, who endeavored by every wicked expedient possible to break Tom's spirit, and his unalterable faith in divine guidance, and protection. Furtively he watched him at work, hoping to find a Haw, but in vain, but one day he found the wayt He ordered Tom to flog a woman-slave who was guiltless of the shortcoming attributed to her, and for the first
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time in his career Legree was denied.
Tom refused. Leeree's answer was a
blow upon Tom's chek.
What?" he roared In his ras-B "V
dare tell me ye won't, ye blasted black
Deast :
"I'll die first," Tom replied, simply. "Well here's a pious dog a saint
a gentleman!" sneered Legree. "Didn't ye never read in your Bible, Servants
obey your Masters? And ain't I your Master? Didn't I pay twelve hundred dollars cash for ye, and ain't ye mine, body and soul?"
"No. Marse Leeree" renllpil Tom
through the tears and blood that coursed down his cheeks. "My Soul ain't yours! It's been boueht and nni.l
for by One that is able to keep it. Ye
may Kin my body, but ye can't harm my soul." Now accordlner tn thp nnt
kind Legree was superstitious, and
nne nis natrea increased, he began
to lear in tne presence of his fearless possssion. In Tom's nrpspnpe what
passed for a conscience was aroused
wunin mm. borne of the unspeakable
crimes oi wnicn in His lustful gratifications, and through his murderous instincts, he had been guilty began to prey upon him. Dark things had haopened in the decaved old mansion In
which Legree dwelt, and in common
v.nn tne ignorant blacks by whom he was surrounded Legree began to have fears, accentuated bv the r
drink, of impending visitations bv
gsuusi.3. iaKing advantage of these fears his one-time mistress, Cassle, a woman of subtle powers, herself a slave, conspired with Emmahne, an attractive mulatto whom Legree was endeavoring to install in her place, to destroy his peace of mind, and ultimately himself by means of wraithful appearances and weird sounds in the garret of the old mansion. Pretending to escape through the swamps, eluding their pursuers, they returned to the house, and lay hid there for days, working their soul-stirring stratagem upon the worried Legree. Legree at the head of a pursuing party made up of negroes and blood hounds sought the missing women in the swamps and forests by which his isolated plantation was surrounded, but in vain; and In the rage of failure believing him to have been party to the escape, he
lumen upon t orn. "Well, ye black beast,' 'he roared, in a paroxysm of ballfed rage, "I've made up my mind to kill ye." "Very likely, Marse Legree," replied Tom, calmly. "Unless ye tell me what ye know about these yer gals," said Legree. "I hain't got nothin" to tell, Marse," said Tom. "Don't ye dare tell me that ye don't know, ye old black Christian," cried -.eeree in angry contempt, striking him furiously. "Yes I know, Marse." said Tom, "but I can't tell anything. I can die " "Hark ye, Tom," roared Legree, in a terrible voice, "this time I mean ;What I say. I'll conquer ye, or I kill
ye: in count every drop of blood in your body till ye give up." "Marse," said Tom. "if you was sick, or in trouble, or dyin', and it would save ye, I'd give ye my heart's blood, and if takin' every drop of blood in this poor old body of mine would save your precious soul. I'd give 'em freely as the Lord gave hl3 for me. Do the worst ye can. My troubles will soon be over, but if ye don't repent, yours won't never end!" For a moment Leeron
awed into silence by Tom's absolutely fearless reliance unon his faith t
only for a moment. There was one
nesuaung pause, and the spirit of evil within him. defied. rosA with covon.
fold vehemence. Foaming with raea
he struck his victim to the ground and gave him over to be flogged to ribbons. "Pay away until he gives up!" shouted Legree, as the floggers led him away. Two days later George Shelby. Tom's boy-friend from Kentucky, now grown to manhood, appeared to tulffll his promise of redemnttnn. hut ho
came too late. Tom lay dying of his wounds. "I've come to take you home," Bald George, tears falling from his eyes as he bent over his old friend. "Bless the Lord it's Marse George!" cried Tom. as he opened his eyes, bewildered. "They haven't forgot me! They haven't forgot me! Now I shall die content." At this moment Legree sauntered in, and looked on carelessly. "The old Satan!" cried George, in his Indignation. "It's a comfort to think the Devil will pay him for this some of these days." "Hush. Marse George!" said Uncle Tom. "Don't feel so. He ain't done me no real harm only opened the gates of Heaven for me that's all. The sudden flush of strength died away. A sense of sinking came over him, and he closed his eyes. His broad chest rose and fell heavily. The expression of his face was that of a conqueror. "Who who shall separate us from the love of Christ?" he whispered In a voice that contended with mortal
Justice Sir John Sankcy. Justice Sir John Sankey is chairman of the English coal voramission named to report on the coal mine problem, which provided, in its report, for the gradual nationalization of the coal mines. The report stirred op much discussion. It was at first accepted but more recently Premier Lloyd George announced it would be rejected. Instead, there will be partial control by the government.
weakness, and with a smile on his lips he fell asleep. "Witness, Eternal God," said George Shelby, as he knelt beside the body of his departed friend, "O witness from this hour, I will do what one man can do to drive out this curse of slavery from my land." Copyright, 1919, by the Post Publishing: Company (The Boston Post). Copyright In the United Kingdom, the Dominions, its Colonies and dependencies, under the copyright act. by the Post Publishing Company, Boston, Mass., U. S. A. All rights reserved. (Published by ppeclal arrangement with the McClure, Newspaper Syndicate. All rights reserved). .
"Alice In Wonderland," by Lewis
Carroll, as condensed by Newton New-
kirk, will be printed tomorrow.
Masonic Calendar
Monday, Sept. 15. Richmond Commandary, No. 8, K. T. Special conclave. Work In the Order of the Temple. Tuesday, Sept. 16. Richmond Lodge No. 196, F. & A. M., called meeting; work in Master Mason degree, beginning 7 o'clock. N. J. Haas, W. M. Wednesday, Sept. 17. Webb Lodge No. 24, F. & A. M., stated meeting. Clarence W. Foreman, W. M. Thursday, Sept. 18. Wayne Council No. 10 R. & S. M., special assembly, work in select masters degree. Light refreshments. Friday, Sept. 19. King Solomon's chapter No. 4, R. A. M., special convocation. Work in mark masters degree. Saturday, Sept. 20 Loyal Chapter No. 49, O. E. S. Called meeting; work In Iniatory Degree. Beginning 4 o'clock, official visit by Grand Matron. Supper 6:30. Stated meeting, 7; 30, followed by social hour.
THE WOOD NYMPH I heard a song in the evening As I wandened through the wood I heard a song in the monllght As now in a -vale I stood. And only but hnflf believing, I stopped and listened again And I heard a wlce In the shadows Singing a fair refrain. Softly I stole through the monllght. Now gently T crept along. As I saw a cawpflre shining . And again I heard the song. But I looked beryond the shadows, And turned away with a laugh. For a camper sat there playing A battered phonograph! H. Thompson Rich. SO. W. W. HAS BEEN DISCOVERED "Columbus Greets the President." Headline in the Evemail. We note by the papers that the president was "vexed" over the shooting of an American aviator by Mexicans. We presume the aviator himself was, therefore, at least perturbed.
The Mexico "Ledger" thinks merchants should be- more prompt in presenting their accounts. A druggist of that place recently brought a young man in his town a bill two years old, and the first part of the bill was a charge for a box of chocolates, and one the other end was a charge for a nursing bottle. How time does fly I WAS MR. ADKIN IN TOWN? ASK THE JACOB GIRLS. Some of the Jacob girls seem to like Mr. Adkin Duncan's looks. Coma back again, Adkin. Southern Sentinel. THAT'S HER NAME. There are a whole lot of dry towns In the United States right now. But what we started to say was that you can always find a Lotta Quarts in. Knoxville, Tenn. HOW CARELESS. Matt Clearwater, who has been taking in the sights of Tombstone, says he had one of those celebrated peekaboo waists pointed out to him but be judged that the lady must have forgotten to put on her aboo. Arizona, Ace. SNAKES ALIVE! If the worst comes to worst, we might be tempted to try a zoo cock
tail. The zoo cocktail Is very popular in some parts of Indiana. It consists of a tablespoon of vanilla extract In a glass of grape Juice. Cincinnati Enquirer. WHEN IS A ROLL TOO DIRTYT We have 6hared the skepticism of others about the wear and tear of food products until yesterday, when the waitress removed an ossified bread roll from its fellows, saying: "That one is getting too dirty." Buffalo News. There was a time when the oQce sought the man, but that was away back when people rode high-wheeled bicycles and played croquet. Now that the liquor Is gradually turning white, people are. deserting It and Prohibition seems to be coming into Its own.
"Popularity depends upon how we
treat our friends." Leon Green.
But we cant treat 'em any mora. ,
Memories of Old Days In This Paper Ten Year Ago Today
The fourth annual Flower show was to be held at the Garfield high school building Sept. 17. Perry J. Freeman, chairman of the Fall festival, received word from Governor Thomas R. Marshall saying he will be in Richmond Oct. 8.
Alfred Bavls announced that he will be a candidate for the nomination of Democratic councflman-at-large.
The Glen Miller stockyards company officails received a telegram from a Pittsburgh commission man saying hogs sold through him brought $3.80 per hundred pounds, the highest price paid at that market In a number of years.
Webster, Ind. The Rebecca Lodge of Webster Initiated six new members into the order Thursday night. Those Joining were Mr. and Mrs. Joe Thompson, Mr. and Mrs. Albert Stotten. Mrs. Belle Wills, and Mr. Willie Wills. A large membership was present to take part in the initiation. Refreshments of ice cream and cake were served Mr. and Mrs. "Bud" Demeree called on Mr. and Mrs. Roy Means Thursday evening. .Mrs. Dora Yundt while canning vegetables Friday evening, cut her finger seriously. With the assistance of a physician the wound was dressed and she was reported much improved Mr. and Mrs. Charles Myers, Mrs. M. C. Harvey visited Mr. and Mrs. John Myers, near Hager6town Friday.
Dinner Stones
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A man who hailed from Australia came to St. Andrews for a three months holiday. He had a Tery faint idea how to play golf. Engaging a caddie, he proceeded to go around the course. When driving the first tee heknocked his ball about fire yards, and after that he would not take a. drive without lifting the turf. Hl3 caddie became irritated, an$ said: "Hi. sir, whar did ye learn to playgolf?" The gentleman said Tn Anstalla. "Weel, sir, if ye gang on In the way ye're daein yell soon be hame. "Young man, have you been examined by the bureau of censors?" "Yes, sir." "And sterilized by the board of health?" "Has the X-ray revealed any traces of possible ancestral alcohol In your system?" "Not a trace." "Are you nlcotlneleas?" "One hundred per cent." "Can you repeat all the hymns In the Methodist, Presbyterian and Baptist hymn books?" "By heart." "Did you ever lose your temper and say 'good gracious! or fudge!'? "Never." "Then sir, come In, and I will let you hold ny daughter's hand for fifteen minutes In my presence, and If you behave yourself In a seemly manner, tomorrow I will extend this period to twenty minutes," "Darling,. he said, sadly. 1 have lost all ray money." "How careless of you," she replied. "The next thing you know you will be losing me."
THE GEORGE MATTHEW ADAMS DAILY TALK
KEEP OIGGINQ
You never know what is hidden in the ground until you have done a lot of digging. And no human knows what Is hidden In the depths of his native abilities until he has dug deep Into them. For, usually, the deeper you dig the more precious the treasure! Many are content with the ordinary pay gravel on the surface of things but not the alert one. He wants to discover a streak of 90 percent gold ore! And he finds It, In greater or less degress, by keeping to his plan of digging deeper. But, as you dig, keep in mind the thing you want to discover. Many start for one thing, only to dig up something far more valuable than that which they originally sought. That's why the Idea ot digging and digging is so sound. Surface things are only suggestive, after all. And their only value lies in the things to which they lead one. Keep digging! Every inch of progress counts. So do not get discouraged because the digging process gets tedious and long and causes back aches. There Is one thing very sure and that Is that those whose back nerer aches from toil and hardship, soon have no back to carry them along. Keep digging. You will surprise yourself yet! You may be carrying around a whole history in your souL 'Who knows?The world's greatest artist, musician, stager, business man. statesman, writer, may be hiding somewhere deep In all that von mrZ Better dig and dig and dlgl 7 v