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THE TRI-WEEKLY JOURNAL. Atlanta. Ga.
j Bolshevism and Its Pit
TRUSTWORTHY accounts of present con
ditions in Russia all indicate that the
collapse •of Sovietism is not only in
evitable but soon to come. Most recent
among notable reports and particularly in
teresting is a British white paper presenting
officially gathered data on the rule of
Lenine and his fellow adventurers. “If,”
says that matter of fact document, “they de
cide to maintain the campaign for the violent
destruction of capital in other countries and
the policy of ruthless repression which makes
it impossible for foreigners to live and to do
business in Russia, then Russia will be of
necessity left to her own resources.” Nor will
it take a great while for the future to show
“whether or not the effect upon me worker
of persuasion as to the merits of communism
by payment for work done with the shadow
of imprisonment and the bayonet ever pres
ent, can restore th productive power of Rus
sia. If it does not, Trotzky himself admits
that the Russian Socialist party is on the way
to ruin, however it may twist and turn.”
Bolshevist leaders, while waging propa
gandist war gainst the peace and morale of
America and other democracies, complain
whiningly of the “narrow” spirit which re
fuses to recognize the Motcow regime. The
traditions, the faiths, the ideals of this land
of representative government, they ridicule
and denounce —and then protest that they
can procure in turn no loans, no sanction, no
encouragement. They flout the political and
moral principles on which civilization rests,
and then take offense because civilized peo
. pies leave them severely alone. True, they
have admirers and windy disciples scattered
amongst the respectable societies of man
kind, but they have come at last to realize
that English speaking folk still believe in
Magna Charter and that most of Europe as
well as America still holds to the Decalogue.
Wherefore they rage. Bolshevism dug it" pit
for democracy and for decency, and behold
it is reeling .o the bottom!
Cutting at the War Bill
HEARTILY approving the Senate amend
ment to the Naval Appropriation bill
whereby the President is authorized
and requested to bring about a conference
in which America, Great Britain and Japan
can discuss reduction of their armaments, that
keen spokesman and interpreter of business,
the New York Commercial, argues that there
is nothing in the present posture of world
affairs to warrant opposition to the peace-con
serving proposal.
A few years before the outbreak of the
World War Britain invited Germany to join
- her in a naval “holiday,” but Prussianism
would hear to no such pacific plan. As
suredly, however, there now will be no imi
tation of the Hohenzollern example. For, as
the Commercial truly observes, jingoism alone
Is responsible, both in this country and in
Japan, for talk of these two nations being
destined foes. “The likelihood of Japan’s
coming around on this side of the world to
fight the United States, with all the terrific
expense that would be involved, is so remote
as not. to be worthy of thought; and cer
tainly we are not going to Japan to hunt
trouble.”
For more than a hundred years the great
families of the English-speaking people have
dwelt in unbroken peace with one another,
and there is no good reason why they should
not continue so. What, then, is more logical
and more to be desired for the common in
terests of America a..d of the world than a
halt upon the crushing cost of making giant
armaments more gigantic? If there be not
enough reasonableness and good will among
nations to work out such a plan of relief,
then there is not enough good will or rea
sonableness to hold civilization together.
The Measure of Intelligence
ONE never knows how disconcertingly
these psychological tests may turn
out. In a lecture on “Measurements
of Intelligence." given the other day before
a convention of Canadian scientists, Dr. Peter
'Sandiford said that only some fifty per cent
of human kind are intelligent, and those to
only a mediocre degree. The others are di
vided between defectives and geniuses.
As long as this remains a general state
ment we are interested, but not perturbed,
each assuming that his particular place, if
not with the geniusds, is at least fairly well
up in the averages. Unluckily, however,
members of the distinguished audience pro
posed that Dr. Sandiford’s “measurements”
L be applied then and there. Imagine the
strain of the situation when several of them
failed in the reactiorf to the intelligence tests
for sixteen-year-old youths. It is not re
ported that the learned lecturer was ever
asked to measure himself, but certainly it
would be prudent for one in his position to
be sure of hi? “intelligence” before going
ahead.
Dr. Eliot, when he was president of Har
vard. once remarked that be could not then,
for the life of him. pass the en'rance exami
nation. Wise men manage brilliantly well
despite shortcomings in their knowledge; and
the mediocre fifty per cet cent, to which most
of us belong, could fare further than we do
on our little wit, if we would.
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When two women are not c.n speaking
terms with each other they make un for it
by saying things about each other to their
THE ATLANTA TRI-WEEKLY JOURNAL.
Disguises
GONE forever were the days, we had
supposed, in which folk would dis
guise themselves as adventurous
knights and princesses forlorn used to do
when the world was wider than now, and
younger and lighter of heart. Half the plots
of life, as of romance, then turned upon con
cealed or mistaken identity. “Whither shall
we go?” cries despairful Rosalind. “To
seek my uncle in the Forest of Arden,” cousin
Celia doughtily answers.' But, maids that
they are, so far a journey would be all too
perilous. Then Celia bethinks her:
“I’ll put myself in poor and mean attire,
And with a kind of umber smirch my face;
The like do you; so shall we pass along,
And never stir assailants.”
Thereupon Rosalind, now valiant for ad
venture:
“Were is not better,
Because that I am more than common tall,
That I did suit me, all points like a man?
A gallant curtle-axe upon my thigh,
A boarspear in my hand; and (in my heart
Lie there what hidden woman’s fear
there will)
We’ll have a swashing and a marital
outside;
As many other mannish cowards have,
That do outface it with their semblance.”
< Thus forth they fare for a thousand tilts,
with fortune, never to be recognized tor their
real selves till the end of the mirthful play.
But the like of this, we had taken regret
tably for granted, does not happen outside of
Arden Forest and the golden eld. Disguises
there still are in unguessed millions —yet not,
one would have said, of the old romantic and
wholesomely objective sort; rather, masks of
the mind and inky cloaks of the spirit. (For
who ventures without his make-up into the
glare and gaze of the human comedy? Who,
in truth, has more than glimpsed himself?)
But our realist bias turns out to be wrong,
as it usually does.' In "this work-a-day Twen
tieth century, when even children are sup
posed to have lost the starry gift of wonder,
sprightly maids still smirch their faces, not
wtih rouge only, but with Celia’s metamor
phosing “umber,” and divers persons besides
actors and “detekatives” find it interesting
or needful to play Proteus. So, at least, are
ive told by one who signs himself “Wigmaker”
in the London Daily Mail, an expert in dis
guises, whose clients come from the high
ways and hedges of life, impelled by all man
ner of humorsome or sorrowful motives.
“A father,” he writes, “whose daughter
had been spirited away and who could not
gain access to her, though he knew her
whereabouts, and a mother who had been de
prived of the custody of her children and for
bidden to see them, solved their difficulties
by adopting disguises.” Disguising the face
is a rather simple matter, it seems—particu
larly for men, most of whom a beard will
make over. “As a rule a thin beard of slightly
lighter color than the hair is used.” Trans
formations are accomplished also “by such
simple devices as changing the complexion,
dressing the hair in a different way, or alter
ing the color and arch of the eyebrows.” It
will never do, however, to change merely the
face, leaving the back to tattle of its owner.
“A little padding beneath the coat will work
wonders’; the gait can be effectually changed
by substituting a high heel for a low one or
vice versa; an appearance of greater or less
height is created by the same means, and by
the use of a hat lower or higher than is
usually worn.” Speech is disguised by “a fig
placed in each cheek, or on the roof of the
mouth.” The aim is, of course, to produce,
not a striking bitt an inconspicuous effect, and
“it is ’the little things that make the great
est difference.”
Well! Well! Who knows what bewhisk
ered musketeers, what wigged and re-heeled
heroines, what philosophers incognito, what
emperors with figs in their cheeks, one may
meet unawares on a June morning? For
aught one can tell in these strange times,
the unyouthful and overly buxom female
swishing the mop along the corridor may be
in truth a beauteous damsel pursuing we
know not what high vision. The casual ac
quaintance who bores insufferably with his
twaddle, what if he should turn out to be a
Shaw or a Chesterton? Would you not then
get you to sackcloth and ashes, hasty reader,
for not having discerned his gleam of subtle
wit? What if the milkman be a pastoral
poet, the organ-grinder a Verdi gathering
material for an opera that shall sound life
to its deeps, and the bootblack some wander
ing prince of the Hellenes? You can not
tell nowadays what mystery lurks in
life’s commonplaces, what fairy hides in the
tea leaves, what angel you may entertain.
* *
Jefferson Davis
AT hundreds of shrines and in millions
of hearts, this June the third stands
sacred to the memory of that chival
ric figure of the Old South, that statesman
chief of the Confederacy, that serene suf
ferer for a lost but ever radiant cause—
Jefferson Davis.
A century and thirteen years ago he was
born, a child of America’s goodliest tradi
tions, a destined maker of history. So dra
matic was his role in the War Between the
States and its sorrowful epilogue that we
are too likely to forget how high a fame
he had earned before that conflict befell;
how brilliantly on the Black Hawk trails his
youthful spurs were won; how heroically at
Buena Vista he fought against Mexican
odds, falling wounded almost unto death;,
how zealous a student and how rich a scholar
he was; how he towered and shone in the
Senate; how as a Cabinet member he sway
ed the Administration, and as Secretary of
War established a new standard of execu
tive foresight and efficiency; in short, how
great an American he was before the Iliad
of his Southland blazed and darkened.
But chiefly it is for the epic ’Sixties that
he is honored today, for throughout those
grim years he was a knightly example of
his people’s courage and endurance, and, in
the grimmer years ensuing, of their forti
tude and conquering faith. In Atlanta, as in
many a town and countryside of Dixie, the
veterans and daughters and children of the
Confederacy foregather with veterans of
San Juan and of freshly remembered fields
in France to pay tribute to his heroic mem
ory. A gracious, a soul-lifting act it is, and
one that honors the valor and sacrifice of
all great spirits in honoring this statesman
REMARKABLE REMARKS
We should stand for disarmament by agree
ment if possible and by example is necessary.
—JVilliam Jennings Bryan.
We have been called a nation of spenders,
but I believe the time Is at hand when Ameri
cans will evolve a new idea of thrift.—John
J. Pulleyn, president, Savings Banks associa
tion.
The capitalist, not the laborers, should lead
in the adoption of “service first,” the only
policy which can solve present day c mmercial
and industrial problems.—The Rev. Dr. Wil
liam Pierson Merrill, New York clergyman.
If they keen on trying to discourage compe
tition by tariffs and combines, they will have
socialism to face.—Senator King, Utah.
There seems to be in all walks of life a gen
eral disregard of high moral standards. —
Bishop William Cabell Brown, Episcopalian,
Virginia.
T have counted thirty makes of automobiles
in Egypt, of which America furnished 70 per
cent. —Ralph J. Chesebrough, founder of
American Chamber of Commerce in Egypt.
THE DOCTOR’S JOB
By H. Addington Bruce
OFTEN people have said to me, or writ
ten:
“I have no confidence in doctors.
They do not know their job. They are guess
ing most of the time, and when they get re
sults it is more by good luck than by any
thing else.”
People who talk like this, you may depend
on it, have either been unfortunate in their
choice of doctors or have gone to doctors
expecting a quick cure, though afflicted with
maladies requiring careful study to deter
mine their true nature.
There are misfits in medicine, just as there
are misfits in every other field of human en
deavor. That cannot be denied. Men un
dertake the ajt of healing who have no apti
tude whatever for this vitally important
work. There even are mercenary, money
grubbing doctors, more intent on the fees
they can gam than on the benefits they may
bestow. |
But such men are dishonorable exceptions.
The great majority of doctors are distin
guished by eagerness to serve and willing
ness to sacrifice self for others. And the
great majority know their job so well thut
they appreciate, as the layman cannot, its
great complexity and enormous difficulties.
If, much of the time, they are indeed re
duced to “guessing,” this is chiefly due to the
pressure of th6 impatience of patients and
the need of making an effort to give relief
from suffering with the utmost dispatch.
The supreme difficulty confronting every
doctor is that similar symptoms may be pro
duced by very different diseases, and that
very different symptoms may develop from
the same disease. Take, for example, the
single symptom of an intense chronic or fre
quently recurrent headache.
This may be caused by nothing more than
neurotic over-attention to a headache origi
nally caused, perhaps, by digestive disorder.
By keeping the attention fixed on the throb
bing head the ache has been made persistent.
But there may be no neurotic element
present. The headache may be a symptom
of unrelieved eyestrain, or of some infection
in the nasal sinuses, or of an ear infection,
or of glandular trouble.
Or yet again, headache severe enough and
prolonged enough to send its victim to a doc
tor may be a sign of anaemia, of malaria, of
kidney disease, of syphilis, of hardening of
the arteries, or even of a tumor on the brain.
Usually, to be sure, there are attending
symptoms helping the doctor to say just
what is the headache’s cause. But often he
must hesitate—unless the patient’s insistence
compels him to make a “snap diagnosis” or,
in other words, compels him to “guess.”
Sometimes the “guess” may be sadly
astray. Certainly, however, this is far less
likely to be the case than 'it would be if the
“guessing” were done by some “healer” un
learned in the science and untrained in the
practice of medicine.
Whatever medicine’s shortcomings, that is
to say, logic dictates resort in time of illness
to those most familiar with the workings of
he human organism.
And logic also dictates respect, not scorn,
for the medical man who, presented with
some baffling case, admits that he needs
time and possibly the assistance of special
ists to answer the riddle it raises.
(Copyright, 1921, by the Associated Newspa
pers.)
THE STORY WITH A PURPOSE
By Dr. Frank Crane
A Purpose is supposed to be bad art.
The idea is good. But it needs a little
salt. It is not quite true.
It is true that the best work is done for
the sheer joy of the doing. Creation is re
ward enough for the artist, and craftsman
ship the worker ought to value above wages.
So that when you mix with these pure mo
tives anything like propaganda, advertising
or uplift, you have been guilty of spiritual
adultery. You have not been entirely true
to the work of your harm and hand.
That is why pious literature, tracts, and all
literature made for the purpose of promoting
something, or converting or even
proving anything is infe. ior to’the lines Mr.
Keats is moved to write Vl ,on a Greek Urn or
Mr. Shakespeare when he composes The Mer
ry Wives of Windsor, apropos of nothing at
all.
In one case the literary product was the
end, worth while in itself; In the other it was
a means. And art is <-t its best as a King,
not as a Retainer.
But this truth must be mixed with another
or it sours, as do all unmixed ideas. And
the other is this:
That art needs a high purpose to save the
beauty, the royal quality, of its simplicity.
When it has no purpose it is likely to be
come self-conscious, affected, even drifting
into silly perversions, ending in nonsense.
The cathedral of Notre Dame in Paris is
good art, yet it was built with a purpose.
The story of the Prodigal Son Is consum
mate art, y it was told as propaganda.
Lincoln’s Speech at Gettysburg and Web
ster’s Reply to Hayne are good literature in
spite of their manifest object.
The reconciling fact is that when a pur
pose is sufficiently high to lift the worker out
of himself, his . ork is o more work; that is,
not labor, but a divine Play; and when work
becomes play is always masterful.
In other wo’ds, the joy in work, which is
the secret of good art, may be present when
you work for a purpose, as when you work
for no purpose.
For instance, I want to modify what I have
said at various times of Sinclair Lewis. Not
that I apologize, for I simplj told the truth
as I saw it; now I see some more and would
tell that.
I waded along in Main Street till I got
stuck in the mud. It was dreadful.
And Lewis' story in The Century for May
was pale and jointless.
And I had about made up my mind that
here was another hero by virtue of the mob’s
madness.
And then I read his story, Number Seven
to Sagapoose, in the May American Maga
zine. It is a story with a purpose. It points
a moral. It carries a lesson. And lolnehow
that purpose o. it is 30 fine and worth while
that the whole story is as artistic as a splen
did jewel, beautiful as a poet’s most, careless
rhyme.
The man can write. But he needs a pur
pose.
(Copyright, 19 21, by Frank Crane.)
POINTED PARAGRAPHS
Love is blind until it bumps into an eye
opener. • ,
There is usually a woman in the case—and
too often she is the wrong one.
When two women begin exchanging compli
ments it’s the recording angel’s cue to get
busy.
Fortune awaits the genius who can invent a
drum that can be heard only by the small boy
who beats it.
When a young widow asks a man whether he
has his life insured he’s awfully slow if he
doesn’t take the hint.
When a woman doesn’t know her own
mind it is time she sought an introduction.
A man always makes allowances for his
wife, but not always in the form of a weekly
stipend.
DOROTHY DIX TALKS—THE PHILANDERER
BY DOROTHY DIX
A WOMAN who is married to a man with
a roving eye and a wandering foot,
wants to know how she can cure him
of flirtatiousness, and what she shall
do about it, anyway.
There is ho cure for philandering. The man
whose fickle fancy is fired by every fresh
face, and who is impelled to chase every high
water skirt that crosses his pathway, has a
constitutional affliction that only death will
end. No matter how much he promises to
reform, he will go on falling from grace until
he falls into the grave.
He is just built that way. There’s no faith
in him. Possibly he can no more help being
a butterfly that flits from flower to flower
than a solid granite cliff can help being what
it is, and staying in one place.
Certainly if a man cannot change himself,
and steady his own wavering soul, no wife can
accomplish the impossible task. Os course,
Aery woman who marries one of those men
whose hearts are a hotel run on the Euro
pean plan, believes that she has got a ninety
nine-year lease on it, and is going to be a
permanent tenant.
Before she has got fairly unpacked and
settled, and has burnt up the love letters and
other souvenirs of her predecessors, there’s
a new name inscribed on the register, and
she has to move into a back room or else get
out. Some younger and fairer guest is tarry
ing temporarily in the suite de luxe.
Many fake remedies are offered for tying
such men to their own hearthstones. Women
are told that they must give their husbands
the thrill at home that they seek abroad.
Wives are adjured to keep themselves alvzp
young and beautiful, and exquisitely dressed,
and out-vamp the vampiest vamp. Also, they
must keep their husband pursuing the love
chase by keeping them guessing, and allure
them along the path of matrimony by always
being coy and flirtatious themselves.
All of which is sheer nonsense. You cannot
mingle thrills with the bills of domestic life,
and matrimony is a place where you are
called upon every hour of the day to pay the
piper. Nor can you successfully swathe cook
ing stoves, and butchers’ meat, and teething
babies, and sickness, arid all of the other hard,
practical facts that make up the sum of every
day existence with the pink chiffon of ro
mance.
Neither crin any woman, however beauti
ful, however fascinating, however Intelligent,
and charming, keep a philanderer tied to
her apron strings. Variety is the spice of
life to him. He like, women, little and big,
fair and dark, grave and giggly, high-browed
and addlepated, and the one who charms him
most is the one who has just smiled at him
over her shoulder.
The" woman who is married to a philan
derer, wastes her time in trying to make him
take a serious view of his responsibilities, or
to inculcate faithfulness into him. He can
no more keep from making love to a pretty
girl, or resist the appeal of a romantic situ
ation, than a drunkard can resist the tempta
tion of drink; and, alas, there is no Vol-
IMPORTED INFANTS—By Frederic J. Maskin
NEW YORK CITY, May 30.—An interest
ing novelty in foreign importations is
being introduced in New York this sea
son. It is babies—British babies —carefully
selected and free from all home ties, ready
for adoption in childless American homes.
They come in both sexes and in both
(blonde and brunette colorings, so that the
would-be adopter has a variety from which
to pick his favorite baby type. Each is a
beauty as defined in babyland, and is guaran
teed to be under one year old. All are bar
gains! No such infants could be procured for
adoption in this country. In fact, it is be
coming increasingly difficult to find any
American babies at all that may be adopted
wholly and legally, with all rights reserved.
That is why they are being imported from
England, which has a . surplus supply to
spare.
They are being brought to this country
through a co-opefcative arrangement with the
National Adoption society of England and the
newly-formed British-American adoption
committee of this city. The first fifteen in
fants, accompanied by a doctor and five
nurses, arrived on one steamer several days
ago, and were distributed evenly among three
New York adoption nurseries, affiliated with
the committee. All of these fifteen are now
bespoken, and the committee has cabled for
another supply.
As soon as it was learned that the babies
had arrived, the nurseries were besieged by
scores of eager women, some in fashionable
liinousines, some on foot, some married and
some not, each trying to persuade the nurses
in charge to give her one of the youngsters.
Even while the infants were getting used to
their new cribs and the fascinating, bright
colored pictures on the nursery walls, their
fates were being decided in the front offices.
Most of them, we are informed, are to go
to families who are socially prominent in
New York, and will doubtless inherit consid
erable wealth when they grow up. But the
British baby is not necessarily snobbish. He
does not insist upon wealth; but merely a
good, comfortable home, where he will re
ceive excellent care and the personal atten
tion and affection that all babies require.
Large Demand for Babies
That there are plenty of such homes only
too anxious i o adopt infants is shown by the
large number of requests received every
year by the adoption nurseries in New York
—requests that can’t possibly be filled by the
meager supply of babies tumen in by the
city hospitals. The many foundling asylums
are crowded with children, of course, but not
the kind that people want.
“The average person who wishes to adopt
a child,” says Miss Clara B. Spence, secretary
of the new adoption committee, “desires a
baby rather than a half-grown child or even
one three or four years old. Sweet, innocent
little babies, less than a year old, are ex
tremely difficult to obtain. Owing to the
rules and red tape connected with foundling
homes, it is Impossible to find a home for
babies unless they conform to certain relig
ious denominations.
“In England there is an oversupply of ba
bies who may be adopted and full surrender
given. Many people who have lost sons in
the war in England have taken babies into
their homes, but still there is an oversupply,
and since our list for children —for babies
not older than one year—cannot be supplied
from this country, we are turning to Eng
land.
“One reason for the oversupply of English
babies is the fact that the adoption laws in
England are not favorable to adopting. There
a child may have but one guardian and an
adopted child cannot inherit property, while
in America the legally adopted child is an
heir as any other member of the family.”
Miss Spence, who is principal of Miss
Spence's school for girls on West Fifty-fifth
street here, has been interested in securing
good homes for children for a number of
years. She and her assistant, Miss Charlotte
Baker, have placed over 200 children with
excellent families, and each has herself
adopted a child. They have two adoption
nurseries to their credit: a private one of
their own and another financed by the Spence
Alumnae association. They are also inter
ested in the Alice Chapin nursery, the pioneer
in its field, started several years ago and
still run by Dr. and Mrs. Henry Dwight
Chapin.
In his hospital practice Dr. Chapin long ago
discovered a curious fact about babies. He
found that tljeir one absolute requirement in
SATURDAY, JUNE 4, 1921.
stead act that prohibits alluring-looking fe
males from parading the streets.
The wife’s only comfort is that such a man
is no more true to these females than he is
to her, and that often in spite of a hundred
light loves, she is the real love of his life.
For men and women differ in this —when
a woman is faithless to her husband, her dis
loyalty goes to the very bottom of her soul.
She has ceased entirely to care for him; but
t man’s faithlessness is often only skin deep,
and even while he kisses other women’s lips,
and murmurs love talk in their ears, he
holds for his wife the best that is in him,
and gives her a respect and affection that
he never feels for any other woman.
' As to what the wife of a philanderer should
do, that’s another question, and the answer
depends on a number of things.
It depends upon how much the woman
cares for the man. • Sometimes a woman
loves a man so well that she is happier with
him, even when he makes her endure hours
of jealousy and agony, than she would be
without him at all. Sometimes the man who
has his lapses from grace is so lovable, so
pleasant to live with, so considerate and
kind to his wife, that she can afford to shut
her eyes to his little peccadillos.
For the flirtatious man very ofter does
take as much trouble to charm his wife as
he does other women. He is the sort of man
who is a born lover. He knows by instinct
how to do, and say, all of the little things
that make life worth living to women, and
the wife who has this sort of mate is wise
if she recognizes that philandering is not
the worst fault that husband may have.
Coldness, surliness, stinginess, grouchiness,
all of these are qualities that are harder to
endure in a husband than flirtatiousness.
After all, it is better to be kissed by lips
that kiss too many, than not to be kissed at
all, and to suspect that a duplicate order of
roses is going to some other woman, than
never to have your husband send you a single
flower.
Os course, women are monopolists who
want all of their husband’s love and atten
tion, and when they find that they have to
share them with other ladies, their thoughts
turn towards the divorce court. But divorce
isn’t often the cure-all for matrimonial ills
that women think it is going to be. So
often it is jumping out of the frying pan
into the fire. So often it gives a woman
freedom, and brings on her poverty, and
homelessness, and loneliness, so that her last
estate is worse than her first.
The 'modern woman does not want to be
told to be patient and sit tight on her job as
a wife, when husband does not measure up
to her standards. • Nevertheless, it is good
advice nine times out of ten where the wan
dering husband is concerned. For philander
ing husbands are like Mary’s little lamb: Let
them alone and they will come home. And
in the meantime the woman has her home,
her income, and her position in society,
which are no mean -.onsolations.
(Copyright, 1921, By The Wheeler Syndicate,
Inc.)
life, more important even than food and sleep,
was a mother’s love. He found that you could
take an ailing Infant and feed it the most
nutrious food in the most scientific quanti
ties, see that it got pleny of fresh air and
sound sleep, and that for a short time—us
ually a month —it would thrive. Then, sud
denly, it would start to lose weight and fade
away. Why? Because it was not receiv
ing the necessary amount of cuddles and en
dearments, and its terrific little ego simply
drooped and wilted.
Babies Need Attention
The doctor was so convinced of this that he
could no longer bear to see babies sent away
to institutions. Instead he secured permis
sion from the hospital and took them home
to his wife, who fitted a nursery up for them
on the top floor of her house, and proceeded
to lavish affection upon them until they once
more showed an interest in life.
From this informal beginning the present
Alice Chapin Nursery, at 2100 Lexington ave
nue here, grew. It consists of eleven rooms,
with a roof garden, fitted up scientifically for
the care of eight babies, but carefully avoid
ing the atmosphere of an institution. As far
as possible, the baby is treated as an individ
ual. He has his own playthings; he gets his
share of caresses from his nurse, and he is
flattered and amused.
There are only two nurses for the eight ba
bies, however, which Mrs. Chapin considers
a handicap. She thinks it would be better if
there were only four babies to each nursery
unit.
“For we have found,” says Mrs. Chapin,
“that even with a nurse to every four babies,
they begin to pine and their progress is slow
er after they have been h ea month or more.
What each baby needs Is a home, and fre
quently the jaby has just as iriuch influence
for better health and happiness upon adopted
parents as they have upon him. The baby is
grateful for his good care, and repays in hap
piness. Frequently one of these adopted ba
bies will save a neurotic woman from illness
by giving her an interest in life. ,
The Chapin Nursery is a clearing house for
babies. It rescues them from various quar
ters and keeps them until good homes for
them are found. Often, as is usually the case
with foundlings, very little concerning the
infant is known. It may have been dropped
on a doorstep, found ona river-bank, < taken
from a dying mother who left no record of
her identity. However, the Chapins guaran
tee their babies. If they fail to please, the
adopters may return them within a year—a
possibility so rare that it has occurred on’y
once or twice in over 300 cases. On the other
hand, the Chapins do not immediately lose
sight of their babies. They manage to keep
in touch with them in their new homes for a
certain length of time until they are con
vinced that conditions are favordble.
Many of the babies taken from the Chapin
Nursery during the past two years have been
adopted by unmarried women. According to
Dr. Chapin, the maternal instinct is often
very highly developed in some of these un
married applicants, whereas, he says, it is
often only slightly developed in married
women who are mothers of children. Many
of the scores of requests received for the new
British infants have come from successful
business and professional women who though
avoiding matrimony, are pot averse to rais
ing a family.
The Suffering Public
What seems to be a crying need just
now is some genius who can evolve some
plan and the means by which the railroads
can reduce their freight and passenger
rates, maintain the present high rate of
wages of employes and at the same time
make enough money to pay dividends and
enjoy a credit solid enough to enable them
to borrow money.—Albany Herald.
And it will continue to be a “crying
need” for a long time to come. It can’t
be done; that’s all.—Columbus Enquirer-
Sun.
Os course it can’t be done, but that
does not prohibit insistent demands being
made that it be done anyhow. The rail
road employes declare wages must not come
down, but on the other hand that they
should be even further increased. The
railroads say their ability to borrow money
must be maintained, and the suffering pub
lic clamor for lower freight and passenger
rates. Thus far the case is deadlocked, but
somebody is going to have to bring forward
a key that will fit.—Albany Herald.
Around the World
Tri-Weekly News Flashes From All Over
the Earth.
Philippines Satisfied
The people of Isabella Province, Philip
pine islands, are satisfied with American rille
and are not worrying about independence,
Governor Pascual Paguirigan, of Isabella,
has told Major General Leonard Wood, mem
ber of President Harding’s mission to the
Philippines to investigate conditions in the
islands.
The governor said that the people are pros
perous and contented, and satisfied to con
tinue under American rule until the United
States government is ready to inde
pendence.
General Wood arrived at t/he capital of
the heart of the tobacco growing regions of
the Philippines, 168 miles northeast of Ma
nila. He will continue northward to Appari,
the northeast seaport of Luzon island, 84
miles from here.
General Wood made the 71-mile journey
from Bavombong, Nueva Vizcaya Province,
to Hagan by automobile and launch, arriv
ing two hours behind schedule owing to the
shallow water on the Cagavan river. Every
where along the route the American flag was
prominently displayed. One of the streamer#
of greeting read:
“Welcome, Wood-Forbes. Give us inde
pendence.”
Stopping at several towns an ci villages,
General Wood questioned natives concerning
independence ideas and upon local conditions.
He asserted that he found contentment gen
erally.
Many officials asked for independence, but
with an American protectorate.
Spanish Floods
Storms in various districts of Murcia Pro
vince, Spain, are reported in dispatches. The
fields have been flooded, i the rivers Mundo
and Segura having overflowed an area of 31
miles, destroying the crops of rice, corn and
barley. The mining depots also have been
inundated and in some places furniture ha#
been carried away.
The villages of Calasparra,
Jablia ,Nuevo Sincon and have
been flooded and the outlying farms ruined*
Many lives have been save.’ by the gen
darmes, and further assistance is bei»g gent
to those in peril.
The crowd of immigrants received at Ellis
island y°-serday was a record-breaker. Taxed
to its capacity, the working force of the is
land disposed of 3,071 aliens. This was the
largest number of immigrants to pass through
the local bureau since February, 1917. The
island was reopened for service on Saturday
following a 48-hour suspension of service due
due to fumigation against typhus." On that
day 2,900 aliens were passed.
Aoccordlng to Commissioner Wallis, the
speed with which the newcomers were han
dled was due to the unusually high standard
of' health of the immigrants and the cleanli
ness of their clothing and bodies. Thq ranid
handling of the immigrants was partly due
to the improved facilities established on the
island.
PARIS, May 22.—The Temps, reviewing
the Franco-British situation with respect to
I Silesia and the Brland-Lloyd Georgia dis
agreement, concludes its leading article with
the following:
"We have'the righ- to turn to the United
States, the president and vice president of
which have just recently uttered such touch
ing words in honor of France and Poland,
and tell them, 'America’s decisive effort won
the war.’
“We thank the United States for under
standing us today, as she did yesterday, and
we hope that she will sustain us in the effort
which w. are making, not for conquest of
territories, but, on the contrary, to insure
continental European peace against the stiff
resistance which we are meeting in some
quarters.”
Porcelain Money
A series of porcelain money for Guatemala
has been designed as the former Royal
Porcelain works. If accepted, this currency
will replace the hard rubber coins now in cir
culation in the Central American republic,
where paper money can not be used because
of the climatic conditions.
Although the German government has not
yet decided to use porcelain money, the Meis
sen porcelain pldnt is perfecting its process
of manufacture in the expectation that this
form of moi ey soon will be adopted for na
tional circulation.
Wooden Ships
Plans for turning over t<> Norway 100
wooden ships now in the “boneyard” in the
James river, neai Claremont, Va., are al
most completed, according to Information in
shipping circles. An inspection of the ship#
was made last week and photographs are to
be taken this week.
Shipping board officials say they have re
ceived no definite orders to turn them over
to Norway, but Relieve they will be forth
coming at an early date. England also 1#
said to be after some of the discarded ships,
but her preference is for steel vessels lying
at anchor in the York river.
There are 475 idle shins in the James and
York rivers. They cost the government more
than 300,000.000.
Tennessee Pardons
Governor Taylor has pardoned W. A. Dil
lon, Jesse Litton, Ned Russell, E. O. Dunlon,
S. J. Smith, Walter Henderson rind B. B.
Acuff, all from Shelbv county, in prison in
connection with the killing of W. A. Benson
during a street car strike several years ago.
Maine Tornado
A tornado which cut a wide swath through
Watebury, Maine, and vicinity, caused dam
age estimated at several thousand dollars.
Many telegraph and telephone poles were
snapped off and communication with outside
points was cut off for several hours. The
electric lighting and trollev car services were
put out < f commission. Huge treei were un
rooted or broken off near the ground, block
ing several streets and in numerous instances
smashing the roofs of buildings against which
thev fell.
Two or three small buildings were blown
down, as well as many fences, several chim
nevs and two steeple points of the First Bap
tist church.
So far as could be learned no one was seri
ously injured.
“Some Bank, Yes” ’
As’ the largest bank in this section of
the state outside of Savannah, the News
salutes and congratulates the Brunswick
Bank and Trust company this morning.
When a bank reaches the stage where its
capital, surplus and undivided profits
reaches $350,000, and its total resources >
foot up $2,500,000, it’s getting to be some
bank. There is no question about that.—
Brunswick News.
We have no desire to challenge the
above statement. Tn fact, we would like
to own a bank like that.