South Bend News-Times, Volume 37, Number 186, South Bend, St. Joseph County, 4 July 1920 — Page 28

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Ponder Your Americanism--Glorious Fourth--for True American Spirit

JULY the Fourth, the "glorious Fourth," is here again; the 144th natal day of this great republic. It is the annual day when every American, great and small, rich, near-rich and poor, the learned and the less informed, the lame, the halt, the blind, all like to get out in the open and make a big noise. They like to tell the world as best they can, what a grand place America is, and how glad they are to be Americans. On this day every true American likes to tell of what a fine bunch of fellows those were who met in the town hall at Philadelphia and signed the Declaration of Independence, and what wise birds they were to know that that was Just what America needed, and how they licked the British to gain their liberty, and how we can lick the whole world with one hand tied behind us if anybody menaces our life, liberty and pursuit of happiness. It's a fine, healthy state of mind. It's a fine, big day. America has just cause for all her pride, and we are all better Americana and better citizens just for the swelling spirit which the day brings, and the fierce consciousness it arouses in us of our love for our country. It s right to make a great day of it everywhere. It is one of the greatest anniversaries in the history of the world, and should be so celebrated. But in our celebrations let us not forget the more serious side. Let us reread the history of that time which saw the birth of freedom, and be inspired anew with the courage, the patriotism and the foresight which brought this United States into being. Too much of that history has grown dim of late, Let us remember the principles of freedom, justice and equality on which our government is founded and pledge ourselves anew to their preservation. "The way is easy, and the burden light," If we will but pursue it thoughtfully, honestly, and spirits right. We need to remember that good citizenship in America, first of all, presumes a man sufficient of a law unto himself, and that a moral

and social law, that government for him need exist only for the purpose of protection, and seldom for restraint. Americanism is not an economic proposition. It is not capitalism and It is not socialism. Those things are the products of, and tolerated by Americanism, maintaining freedom of thought, and freedom of action--where the action is not restrained by law, agitated, promoted, exacted, directly or indirectly, by the people to be governed. That is the crux of the whole matter; self-gov-ernment--"by the people, of the people, and for the people." Theoretically, at least, officialdom in America is servitude not masterdom. We make our own laws, and choose our own governors, telling them exactly how, by virture of those laws, they are to govern us. Independence day recalls the inauguration of that system, the great American privilege, and not only as a privilege, but as a right, on the most comprehensive scale known to history, and why shouldn't the American be proud, and why shouldn't he rejoice? "We must learn, however, in such connection, that our rights under such rule are only those conferred upon us by the majority. Where so-called individual liberty and popular rights conflict, individual liberty--which is a privilege,--ceases. We pay that price for the right of self-government; for the privilege of the ballot, and by voice and vote to have a say in the government. It has not always worked out perfectly, to be sure, but tell us of somewhere on the globe and of some other system in vogue, that works better? Think these things over as you observe the Fourth, whether at home, at the lake, fishing, or at the park; wherever you may be. It will contribute handsomely to your Americanism if you will but read the Declaration of Independence today--and rend it seriously. Read the first two paragraphs especially, sentence by sentence, and ponder them well. You will be happier in your Americanism than ever before--and cheer for the "glorious Fourth" as never before.

Two Vital Planks in Democratic Platform One in And One Out As Indicating Real Spirit of Party

DEMOCRATS from New York, New Jersey, Cincinnati, Chicago and South Bend, and elsewhere, who have been prone to construe liberty as license, and libcralifm as looseners, are welcome to all the consolation they can get out of tho San Francisco platform in behalf of their "light wines and beer" subterfuge: likewise their wanted promlso of a weakening of the Volstead act, or repeal of tho 18th amendment. They got premise of nothing. Considering tho democratic platform with particular rcferenco to tho two vital Issues before the national convention the League of Nations and tho liquor question, the delegates at San Francisco have dono remarkably well. Fledging ratification of the Versailles treaty with only such reservations to the League of Nations covenant, as Interpret without nullifying the document, is as much as Pres't Wilson has ever asked. In a statement given out last Jan. 8th, he said: "There can bo no objection to interpretations accompanying the ratification, but when the treaty Is acted upon I must know whether it means that we have ratified it or rejected it." The claim that he has insisted upon ratification from the start, without the dotting of an "i" or tho crossing of a "t" is not, and never has been true. It Is a republican invention. In our Judgment, however, tho democrats would have had easier sailing, had they gone to the people with tho League upon that basis. Instead of seeking to hedge it around with Interpretations, of which it needs none, being as plain In import as the nose on a man's face to the man who will take the trouble to etudy It and use his own brains, free from the poison of political controversy. Of course, however, David I. Walsh of Massachusetts,, and Thomas J. Walsh of Montana, United States senators for the '''republic" of Ireland, had tc be heard, and listened to, with an ear no doubt lo the Irish-American vote, such loquaciousness was ;uito bound to ring in something that would open up a wide rango of discussion, both from the stumj.' and editorial sanctum; so much so that we can quite Imagino a lot of editors both republican and democratic, considering themselves partial to October vacations. Defending or promoting the League of Nations covenant is one thing, but when it comes either to promoting or defending "interpretative reservations' of it, without the text of those reservations at hand to interpret, and particularly if they are to be left in any senso to such men as Lave Walsh, Tom Walsh, Iloko Smith, Tom Gero or Jim Heed, then it becomes quite a different thing. Theso men voted for the Lodge reservations and some of them for a ttparato peace. None of them should have had one whit more voice In the convention than was given to Reed, but at that it does not mean that Wilson has been repudiated, or that the League has been repudiated. On the contrary it means that in accordance with the president's statement of Jan. S. "when the treaty is acted upon," it will be in fjch manner that the world may "know it means that we have ratified or rejected it," quite different than the Lodge reservations allowed or the republican platform premises. As to the liquor issue, fiat refusal to incorporate Into the platform, the plank proposed by the "light wino and beer" nullit'.cationists, ought to be euthcient notice to Candidate Barleycorn, as to his unpopularity, to make him tired of his running, whilo on tho ether hand, as to the rryan-Hobson "dry" planks, political sagacity neems to have dictated that if the party of "holier than thou" could afford to adopt a subterfuge on that subject, and the chairman then lese It between the platform committee room and convention hall, rather than offend the "wet" vote, as it happened in Chlrago. democracy could do no worse by purposely, openly, and avowedj keeping silent on the subject. It leaves the ejucs-

tlon up to the congressional and senatorial districts from the victors in which any change in the prohibition maintenance or enforcement act must proceed. t The liquor issue should never have been an issue in either of the party conventions. Hut for the bibulous vaporings of the governors of booze-soaked New Jersey and New York, drawing the fire from such "dry" leaders as Col. Bryan, threatening as those "wet" spokesmen did to foist their dream of license and looseness again upon the country thus causing the "wet" corpse ty stench, It would not have been necessary that it should become an issue. Burke Cochran, carrying a pro-boozc plan!: in one hand, and a pro-Irish plank in the other, may say it was Bryan who by introducing "dry" planks forced the Issue, but the reading public knows better. "Dry" flanks have been necessary antidotes for "wet" ones in both conventions these latter backed by a billion brewery and whisky dollars, being spent by "camels," and "good fellows," and the "League Opposed to Prohibition," etc., in an effort to control the conventions, the state legislatures, and the congress, in behalf of their "light wino and beer" subterfuge. It is not so much then that the democratic platform does not carry a "dry" plank, that should concern the "drys" it is that It does not carry a "wet" one. The former killed the latter and that is a victory in itself. It killed It too without subterfuge or chicane, such as characterized the juggling with that subject at Chicago the Insertion of a meaningless plank, as sop for both factions, and then managing to lose It. There Is more to the platform, of course, than the liquor and League of Nations issues, but these seem to have held the center of the stage. Tho other issues have been handled with equal dexterity and grace. The platform is positive, not negative, constructive rather than destructive, cognizant of the fact that there is still some good in tho world; is not a mere fault-finding screed, hypercritical of everything. That it should have disagreed with the president with reference to the Armenian mandate, merely goes to show that It was not Wilson's convention, but a democratic convention; was not controlled by the "autocrat of the white house," as the "senatorial oligarchy" that controlled the Chicago convention, like to term him but controlled by nun of their own minds, not given to self-praise as was the republican senate cabel, but seeking solutions for the problems of tho age.

THE WAGES OF SIN. The other day a man who was known as a gambler and libertine, if those who knew him do not woefully malign his character, was found murdered in his home in New York. Tho Identity of his layer has developed into a great mystery. The authorities have run circles around themselves In their efforts to fathom the crime. The man was wealthy, or supposed to be. He lived apart from his wife, though they were not legally separated. He was a great favorite of a certain class of women. He had many affinities. Yet the fact that he was murdered provides a puzzle. Considering the rottenness that has been revealed in connection with his life, It might seem that tho only astonishing rhase of the case should be in surprise that he was not killed long ago. It is true as gospel that he who outrages the ordinary laws of decent living leads a perilous existence. The law may not disturb him, but his nemesis is ever on his heels in the person of some discarded and jealous paramour. That his death should be justified in view of tho life he lived is not to be admitted, but it is tho logical sequence, nevertheless. He who is a law unto hirnfclf in relation to society invites the avenger, for hates arc strong among those who defy the social rules.

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Mrs. Hilford Moots collated this mornin at her home on fc'aw Mill av. from nervous exhaustion. When Dr. Mopps reached her side he ordered her t bed an then cut th' telephone wire an' muffled th' back door bell. In commentln' xn her case he said: "Uh, I'll have her back in th" harness again in a couple o' months if we kin jest cut off all outside communication an keep th' back door bell ejuiet. She's jest got an advanced c;se o phoneitis superinduced by th' back door bell. It's been cotnin on e 'er since her phono tfi k?t 'i llol Tt'ii rt i i ninn i;n

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past year that I've had f add a pair o' wire cutters an a ladder t my medicine case. Th constant ringin o' bells has shattered her nerves. You see th' quiet an restfulness o th' home has been swept away by th' telephone an' th' frequent visits o' solicitors an agents. These nuisances have seriously interfered with th routine o th home. They re

tard housework an so necessary after ties o' th home,

ole time feelin' o security that used t' envelor us when we dropped int an easy chair at home Ls no more. Ther is nothin' that so upsets th' equilibrium o' th' household like th sudden shrill ring o' th phone, or th' lively whir o' th door buzzer.

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Ever member o th family gits excited. Maybe somebuddy wants t' talk f Ethel; maybe it's a choice bit o' gossip fer mother; perhaps some chicken is waitin' In a drug store for Clarence, an' it's barely possible that somebuddy wants t' discuss a business matter with father. Or maybe a rough, guilty voice '11 Inquire if Amy Green works there." Th' telephone may be abused, but It's really a necessity Jest th same. Before th telephone we used t' walk a mile an' a half fer a sack o' cornmeal or a can o coal oil, an' we didn know who wuz goin f apply fer a divorce, or who had th' pneumonia till we read It In th paper. Sometimes it would be several hours before we heard about a weddin' or

an accident. We jest set at home, cut off from th' world an wondered what wuz goin' on down town. If we suddenly discovered we wuz out o' coffee or mackerel, we had t' dress fer th grocery. We never knew when father wuz comln home, or what detained daughter. People would drop in on us without warnin. If we wanted a piece o gossip, wo had t' go where gossip wuz. If we wanted f call somebuddy down, we had t' do it f ther faces or by pustal card. Affairs o th heart had t' be kept aflame by letter writln. Th' ole fashioned girl had a box o' pink stationery' an a pearl handled gold pen, but her daughter fday uses th' corner drug store 'phone. (Copyright, 1920.)

The Crime of Growing MiddleAged By Helen Rowland Through A Widow's Lorgnette

"Mr. Weatherby! You'rn growing middle-aed!" Tho Widow looked on with unconcealed amusement, while the Bachelor struggled to the top of the green knoll and set down the heavy luncheon han:pcr with a siga of relief. "Now, what have I done?" ho panted, wiping his brow and stoping to spread out the steamer rug. "You actually puffed when u climbed that hill," said the Widow, accusingly, us she fluttered down onto a corner of the rug and started to unpack the hamper, "and you are getting fussy about your meals. You asked me three times if the chef had fried tüe chicken or roastd it. And you are beginning to wear vivid neckties blue, or violet, or orange. And the other day, alter that luncheon on the beach, I distinctly saw you take forty winks!" "I did not!" protested the Bachelor. "I was merely cr resting my eyes. And besides, struggling up a hill is not a sign that I'm getting middle-aged; it's a sign that I'm getting fa er, plump!" "It's the same thing." declared the Widow, lifting a fascinating brown capon from the hamper. "You wouldn't permit yemr.self to get la to et that way, if yeu hadn't already begun to sag down mentahy and spiritually and sentimentally. When a man begins to get a double chin, it's a sign that he's already getting single-idead. When hf goes to sleep after meals, it's an indication that all his enthusiasm and thrills and emotions have already gone into a perpetual coma. Why, come to think of it. I haven't seen you trying to tlirt with a new girl for a whole fortnight!" "Ion't think of it" pleaded the Bachelor, lighting a cigaret and gating with happy anticipation at the vision of carnal delight which the Widow was spreading out on the dazzling luncheon cloth. "It's too warm to think. It's too warm to Pirt. It's too warm for emotions!" "It's a crime!" stighed the Widow, half to herself. "If flirting is a cr.nie," scoffed the Bachelor, cheerfully, as he poured a wicked-looking but perfectly innocuous beverage from the thermos bottle, "then you should have suffered capital punishment several times." "Not flirting," corrected the Widow; "getting middlettged! I may have to get old, son.' dav but I shall never get middle-a-fed! Old people seem right and natural and lovable and mellow; and gray hair Is beautiful. But grizzled, middle-aged people are such a bore the most uninteresting people in the world!" "I only weigh a hundred and sixty," protested the Bachelor, helping himself to a double portion of the capon, "and I'm six feet one." "It isn't what you weigh physically," the Widow insisted, toying tentatively with a sliver of white meat. "lts getting heavy, and stodgy, and lazy mentallv, that makes one middle-aged. It's getting 'set in your opinions and settled' in your ways and habits, and 'hardboiled' In your prejudices. I may lose my teeth, but I schall never los'o my enthusiasm. I may Kf t decrepit but I shall never get intolerant or dogmatic or crotchety I h.pe! I m.ay lose my interest in my meals, but I shall never lose my interest In men " "In men?" jeered the Bachelor. "I should say not!" "In mental dUersions." corre-cted the Widow, with dignity. j may ce.ue to inspire admiration, but I shall never cease to yearn for it. I may give up dancing but I shall never give up dreaming and developing and growing, and exercising my mind. I'll keep limber mentally no matter how stiff my mucbs may become; and sweet and pliable spiritually, no matter how hard m.y arteries may become. And I'll never, never overeat!" she added, ;is she observed tho Bachelor helping himself to a third cream-puff. I hope not," he answered approvingly. "There's nothing" so funnv as a fat vornan." 'Nothing." agreed the Widowheartily, "except a lat man. Men are awfully witty and scornful con

cerning a woman who lets herself get ten pounds overweight. But they thing it perfectly natural and human for a man to begin letting his belt out, and acquiring elephantisis of the brain, and fatty defeneration of the vanity, at forty or lifty or even at thirty-four." And she

glanced meaningly at the Bachelor. "Oh, we ll," and the Bachelor leaned back with a sigh of content, and lighted a fresh cigaret, "a woman should be young until- she's old: and beautiful, forever. But a man can afford to bo comfortably middle-aged. He has nothing much to

Mrs. Solomon Says-

Being Confessions of Wife 700th

Who is this, my daughter, that cometh sighing as tho sad wind through the Cypress? Who is this, that greeteth thee with the mien of a pall-bearer and the face of a martyr? Who is this, that claspeth thine hand for comfor;. and gazeth Into thine eves in sa h of sympathy? Lo. it is he, tho LONELY HUSBAND! Y'ea, it is HE, the "Summer Widower", whose wife hath left him with only the Cat for company and the Ouija-board for diversion. Y'et, behold how subtle he hath grown with the years. For. once upon a time, he celebrated his wife's departure with joyous feasting and loud huzzahs, crying. "My Wife's gone to the country Hurray! Hurray!" Once he boasted of his "freedom" and bragged of his iniquities. Once he went forth boldly, in search of gayety and adventure, nrarrayed in his portiest vestments and his gaudiest cravats. But the damsels of the city turned away their heads and smiled, saying: "Poor simp! He ls as a schoolboy who hath just henrd the bell ring for rec?ss. He yearneth to get into niischi f. He longeth to break all the HU'JJS. But why shall we waste time upon him, when the land is full of Eligibles He is giddy with his own conceit! His 'nerve' is exceeding great!" But the Summer Widower of 1920 is WISi: to his own folly. He goeth amidst the multitude, sadly and softly, as ono that is

greatly afflicted. He seeketh out the tenderhearted damsel and telleth her of his "loneliness". He leadeth h-?r unto the pink tea-room and discojrseth of his empty life. He speiketh sweetly of his wife as of one dead and departed. He praiseth the damsel's "charity" in consenting to have pity upon him. He plcadeth with her to "be kind" to him. Ho revelleth In his own misery, and greatly enjoyeth his sufferlngs. Yea. he is SO sorry for himself! And lo, she that was moved to smiles by his boasMngs is moved to tears by his pleadings; she that was adamant is softer than drug-store ice-cream on a July day. She permitteth him to hold her hand! She melteth as a starched collar at a graduation dance. For. bi?hold, he hath discovered that the way to a woman's heart is not a highway, where the Conquering Hero cometh with the blowing of trumpets and the fanfare of a brassband; but a Secret Way, through her COMPASSION. Y'erily. verily, every woman yearneth to "mother" some man. And he that hath succeded In winning her sympathy may be assured that in time her heart will follow after it! Then, beware of the Summer Widower, my Beloved. For ho goeth softly and is WISE! And it is meet that the Lonely Husband be pitied but not that he be PETTED! Selah.

The Girl Men Hated As A Woman Thinketh

The other day, I met a "sweet (?), old-fashioned Bachelor Girl"

You know the sort I mean The kind who wear-? her brother's collars, flaunts a latch-key, bobs her hair, walks with a stride, sneers at marriage, poses as a "man-hater" And babies about "living her own life"! The last of an extinct species the Girl men hated! Whew! I never before realized how antiquated, how mid-Victorian, how utterly obsolete that type had become. What a revelation these political conventions have been! Not that they've taught us anything about politics except that they're something like a three-ring circus, with a monte game on the side But that they've taught us so much about our own sox. They've shown us, thank Heaven, that Woman can be a figure in the world, and at the same time a WOMAN. That she doesn't have to be a blot upon the landscape in order to "get into the picture", That she no longer needs to POSH. In order to prove that she has a brain: That the littlo head under a mar-ee-l-wave and a rose-wreathed hat may be doing as much logical thinking as the bald-pate under a Panama, That the woman can climb the ladder of political success in an ac-cordeon-pleated skirt as well as in a pair of bloomers; That she can insert a plank In

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deftly as she can put a patch in Hubby's pajamas, And can stand up for herself and for her opinions without standing all over a man's toes, or putting her foot on his neck. That she is, at last, SURE of herself So sure, that she doesn't have to pretend to be something that she ISN'T! That she doesn't have to go around making a noise, like a small boy whistling in the dark to keep up his courage. That she is neither a "menace" nor a beautiful bluff! That presence of MIND doesn't always indicate absence of BEAUTY. That she has developed a sense of humor, a. sense of honor, and a lot of common sense. Without losing one atom of her vanity and feminity. That she no longer has tr w!ieedle, coax, or bully men but merely to "reascn with them Nor "demons" to be annihilated. In short, that men are neither demi-sods to be worshipped. Bu'. Just nice, ordinary, likeable, lovable, "mere" people, like ourselves! Farewell, "sweet" ), old-fashioned Bachelor Girl"! You hive gone forever. To Join the "old-maid", the "New Woman", the "mollusc", tho howling "militant", and the "clinging vine". And all the other antiquities. In life's Museum of pre-h!storic specimen?! Womaa no longer has to be anything e.tctpt a WOMAN!

lose In the way of charm and beauty, you know; and he's just beginning to be ripe, at forty. Mlddle-as"e doesn't make him. naggy and fractious " "No, It just makes him stodgy and opinionated and sclf-sutiMhtei," put in the Bachelor. "Oh, no It merely anaesthetizes him." retcrted the Widow. "It doesn't throw him into a panic, and start him banting and fussing, and rushing around to the corsetmaker's and the Turkish bath, and the beauty doctor's." "No," rejoined the Widow, "it merely puts him to sleep! I'll tell you, it's just as much of a crime for a man to get middle-aged as it is for a woman and just as unnecessary and foolish and careless. Mid-de-age is the netalgia of the soul, the sleeping-sickness of tho mind, the hook-worm of tho heart, that people allow to creep over them, because they are too lazy to "keep key-ed-up to the tune of life. "The dance tuno of youth, you rcean," mocked the Bachelor. "Ah, well, a chap can't go on living to a jazz tune, forever!" "Not if he overeats and stop flirting, and dreaming, and falling in love, and working, and wishing, and playing. Not if ho consumes half a capon and two bananas and threo cream-puffs for luncheon, and doesn't even notice a pretty girl In passing, and sita out all his dances in a dim corner of the piazza, instead of why, Mr. Weatherby. Y'ou are asleep!" And the Widow rose, Indignantly. "Huh?" What? I beg your pardon!" cried the Bachelor, opening his eyes with a start. "No, thanks, I don't care for any more creampuffs." "Another forty winks!" groaned the Widow hopelessly, as she turned to pack up the hamper. "Thirtyfour and middle-aged!" "Nonsense!" expostulated tho Bachelor. springing up nimbly, snatching the hamper, and finishing the packing with a nourish, "I was just Testing my eyes.' It's the weather the glare of the sun. Come on! I'll race you down hill!" And he swung the hamper on erne arm, swung the Widow into the other and started on a run. "My goodness!" exclaimed tho Widow, as fdie released herself after a struggle, "you didn't even creak!' "No?" laughed the Bachelor, "who's panting, now?" (Copyright, 1920.)

winow-cisMS. Why should a woman sigh to be a man's "equal," when she knows that she Ls already his "better-ntnety-nlne percent?"

Be thankful for small mercies. Y'ou can only make one fool marriage, or elect one wrong candidate at a time.

No, Dearie, a married man doesn't die from choice, but from habit or necessity because his wife insists on asking such embarrassing questions.

In most flirtations, a man merely goes through the motions while a woman goes through the emotions.

Sometimes, a vivid imagination isir.aniteiy rr.ore dangerous to a woman than a little learning.

RIIFLFXTIONS OF A BACHEIOH GIHL. A woman may have the courage to mount a platform and shout for liberty but she hasn't the courage to do it in a last year's hat.

Life is a fascinating motion picture drama. Fate writes the .!cnp but you are jour own "director!"

A woman's idea of "economizing" is to rip up romethir.g useful, in order to make something ornj i Tiers t'tl man's, to do something he need.-, In ord-r to buy something he oughtn't to have.

Every man is merely a corr.rxisite reflection of all th women he has known: his mother. his sister, his

wife and the ten or a hundred j girls w ho hav tried to remodel him. I

Americans Little Friends In France Remember Fourth BY LOUISE ALLEM AN. The plan of 30.C0Ö French ih.'dren to give a elomonstration .:i Paris on the Fourth cf July e f th. .: Kratltude to the United States 1 t practical reminder that America 1: -.a a warm place in the htarU of m.llions cf boys and girls In all II. irope. The French children, who preise to march in review Kf :o tho American nmbassador, are p.irt of 40u,ce0 war orphans who h.ic been supported wholly or In par: with funds raised in the Unit 1 states. But not only in France h..s America rendered th:s aU. Ihcn i i the enemy countries at the rrt.M.'. time hungry children are beir.r f 1

with American food, served Ly Ctojh attaches. Pennsylvania e, ers and other American oer.

mercy. Throughout Europe there ate millions of children who have c.us- i remember gratefully the re'.u f tl . y obtained from suffering through t '.-.

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United States. As the children gn a older they will come to realize th it in the fact that our intervention ::i the -war saved Europe from the ru'.f of a tyrant they have deeper ciii.-j for gratitude to America than bcause we fed them when tluy w r h"nsry. The latter, however, is the outstanding reason for their gratitude at present, and the propc.-vi demonstration in Paris indicates how powerful a hold It has chen u.on these children's aflections. While the extension ef assistance to the-sc unfortunate little ci. s was free from the slightest M.-gjjci-tion ef a selhsh purpus.- on eit part, the affection which it Ins wn us may become an asset of Kri.it alue. These little friends of America will become men and women. I! their gratitudo endures and who eloubts that it will? our having millions of friends among tho j eople of Kurope may be no ur.imp"rtant factor in preserving pleasant international relations.

Day of Opportunity

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BY HEY. FRWKM.Y I). lUHiEHS, I. I). A writer in the Saturday Evening Post asks if the day of epportunity fr the poor boy in America is past, or if not that, if it is as gre at today as it was a few years back. Bocause there are more places at the top now and fewer qualitied men to fill them, opportunities for advancement should be and unqucstionab'y are greater today than ever before. Investigate the record of the first three successful rm-n you corrv? tc and you will rind that two of them started with nothing in a material way. Ir.elecd, most of the famous men of the world havo started life under tho handicap of obscurity and poverty. The following are strikins examples of great men who had very poor starts, even after they were well along in life. Gladstone gave no evidence of unusual ability as a boy. Napoleon etood forty-ocond in his class at the military academy, but who ever heard of tho othci forty-one? Tatrlck Henry was a lazy boy, uninterested in study; he failed al buine-ss, at farming and again ir business; then he tried law, and American history tells the rest cf tin story. Darwin could never master anj

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Henry' Ward Beecher, as a boy, was a "poor write r, a miserable speller, with a thick utterance an3 a bashful reticence which peopl took for stolid stupidity. Booker T. Washington was borr a plave, had an early life of most unusual struggle, and becrvro.o one ol the most valued educators cf hii time. Grant was a dismal failure as a tanner and a farmer and found himself in distinguished military serv Ice. These men Ftmggled thro-ih difficulties to lives of re-.-il i;- fulneJ, and so can the boy cf today.

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Four Nephews of the Former Kaiser Labor

BV AlCTHL'K IIEII. That four nephews of the former kaiser have gone to work is onside rod sufficiently important r.cwf to bo cablet to this country. It s ' :..s to be implied that they li I no: s .rrender to labor until necessity compelled the act. It may have -n

that they were reluctant to ta.;c th

step, but pc-sibly it m.iy hastened by the alt err.. it

ing a non-existent fo! s:;p:y. Since the Hohcnzoi:. r:i family Irst its main support r..r-- than It

months ai'o it is e;Vr,t t!;t nephews did not -et hastily. I"

less they consider, d the i:. . carefully. But that t -. were able to avoid labor offers some 1

that Germany is pre-crcs.-;rg t,

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repi::jl;car.is:.: young' men ;.

that ali the ir:!::y : n

IIohcn7olm strain. In the eyes of r.:...!ty of the G rrr. .in brand, for l-ri:.c s to r :-.;-ng- in

(f ::f r.i:: g. But tat a: ! r.cr -r

s ot.-.r - : . u -1 1 ar.d th"

a me :'. N : s f-

itt r wi.. r. tn.-y

stand in th? fc;u? ef hu:aa:".:ty. ,v:i tv- f.r tr shew that trirt'S a r-i

just -rdir.ary rr.ort.il and ti.-.t system that r-ars them ab. re st cf mankind is r redicat-. d fal-e basis.

labor is considered fven rTirs have, t'

afectJs th m u-t as it d people. They r."-d c! dhi: as the humbles-;, j e.iar.t

are st.b;t to the

flict ot'.u rs. no matt

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To any automobil:;

haken t0

pieces by driving over broke :i r airnlar.irg looks ir.v::i: g. i:nt:l

le.irns thai

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there urv "hole's

id-. he iha

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that yu can t t"jv l.vi:: ar: i.

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