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The South
The President Sees in a Change at Washington a Greater and
£ Fuller Opportunity For This Section of the Nation.
That was an altogether graceful and patriotic utterance of
President Taft, when, in welcoming the Daughters of the Con
federacy to Washington Tuesday, he expressed the opinion that
the coming to the national capital of a Democratic administra
tion will bring the South into a fuller and more desirable part
nership in the nation’s affairs.
The South, at least, will accept the president’s words in
good faith, and give him credit for a large measure of sincer
ity in saying them when and where he did.
It must not be forgotten, and particularly must the South
not forget it, that Mr. Taft, as president, has shown by substan
tial deeds his professed friendship toward this immediate section.
He went to Louisiana to find a chief .justice of the supreme court
of the United States—he went to Tennessee and to Georgia to
find two associate justices. He has spent much of his time in the
South—he has loved to mingle with Southern people, and he has
said so, time and again, frankly and freely. His most inti
mate personal military aide, the lamented Archie Butt, was a
Southerner.
The South, in rejoicing that Wilson is to be the president
following Mr. Taft, should not be—and will not be—unmindful
of the fact that President Taft, whatever his political blunders
and misconceptions, and conceding to all men a wide freedom
of thought as to that, has been always an executive of honesty
of purpose and integrity of action. He may not rank with
some others in the matter of political sagacity; the charge that
he has been a “kind hearted gentleman, surrounded by men who
knew exactly what they wanted’’—may be more or less true—
but it will not be denied that Mr. Taft, has been catholic and
broadminded in his ideals, and has desired to he a president of
all the people.
The South, while rejoicing that a change is to come in the
conduct of the national government, inclines not to gloat that
political misfortune has overtaken the president, nor yet to sus
pect aught of guile or unworthiness within the loyal heart of
him.
The South never will feel that Mr. Taft has intended to be
other than friendly to it, however much it may realize, as he
says, that his hands have been in a degree lied and his high
purposes and desires thwarted time and afcain by circumstances
over which he had no control.
Real Democracy Is Good
Business
The president-elect broke his post-election silence to say one
thing, to wit: That honest business has nothing to fear from a gen
uine DemocrStic administration.
Under the existing circumstances this assurance was well con
ceived, and it was timely enough. But the day will come when such
an assurance will be superfluous under any circumstances.
The day will come when every schoolboy will understand that
sound democracy and sound business are interchangable terms—
that the principles of legitimate and prosperous commerce and in
dustry are simply a transcript of the fundamental ideas of the
democratic order.
In illustration of this truth, consider the following propositions:
DEMOCRACY CAN NOT EXPAND AND FLOURISH UN
LESS THERE IS A FREE CAREER FOR TALENT—NEITHER
CAN THE WORLD OF BUSINESS.
Whenever the pathways to personal power are clogged by
privileges and prerogatives and are thus closed to men of original
and creative enterprise, democracy languishes. And so does busi
ness.
Democracy, in flinging wide the gates of opportunity and offer
ing an equal chance to every man. does not mean to offer prizes to
limber egotism or long-winded greed. It means to clear the way
for a rivalry in good works—a race in which the servant of the
people shall be the winner of the laurel crown. Where the same
rule does not obtain in the industrial order, enterprise degenerates
into sodden monopoly. And monopoly paralyzes business.
REAL DEMOCRACY IS BASE!) UPON FREE CONTRACT
AND MUTUAL INTEREST. IT IS THE SAME WITH SOUND
BUSINESS. U
When political advantages are wrung from the majority by
fraud, the energy of free government is diminished. And when
economic advantages are wrested from the people by commercial
duress, the volume of business runs thin. Men are not free when
they are in need: and there can be no fair bargaining between hun
gry men and those who are well fed. I'he prosperity of anv rests
upon the freedom of all.
REAL DEMOCRACY AND SOUND BUSINESS LIVE BY
DISCOVERY AND PROGRESS. NEITHER C\\ LIVF IN \
STATE OF REPOSE AND ROUTINE.
The freedom of free government requires that the mass of the
people shall have effective economic power—i. e., the power to
change and improve their occupations. Where political servitude
and commercial stagnation exist, they are both due to a low voltage
of social motion. The political problem and the economic problem
both arise from lhe fact that there are more job-seekers than jobs.
I he solution of both problems lies in the releasing of creative
forces and the increasing of the momentum of enterprise. Wher
ever there are more opportunities of advancement than there are
men knocking at the gates, the antagonism between labor and cap
ital vanishes. Ihe antagonism between lhe majority and the minor
ity vanishes also.
Thus one might go on indefinitely multiplying the likenesses
between real democracy and sound business. A book or a whole
library might be written on the subject
But the point is missed until the lesson is brought home that
the likeness is more than a likeness It is an identity. The two
grand idealisms of the modern world the enthusiasm of business
and the passion for democracy are at bottom on,. nud the same
tiling.
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© About Books * Bv ELBERT
V Copyright. 1012, International News Service. ”
MAN'S rtrsi great invention -i
was the scheme whereby a
vocal sound stands for a spe
cific thought. Then language was
born.
The second great invention, and
the greatest one in the world yet,
was making an arbitrary mark
stand for a vocal sound.
This was the secret of Cadmus,
the Phoenician, who invented the
alphabet.
Twenty-six little crooked marks
called letters, and seven punctua
tion marks this is the equipment
of a writer. Os course. It must be
taken for granted that the man has
thoughts. But what thought is, no
one vet has ever attempted to say.
A book is the utilization of the
Cadmean invention. As we grow
in spirit and mentality we wmt
fewer books anfl better books.
Hooka are not so much to teach us
as to suggest and m ike us think for
ourselves
IVadimt I.- ,evelation Y><u
like that Utllhoi Otllj WHO retie* ts
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I'HUKSDAY. NOVEMBER 14, 1912.
•I- more mind reads much and delves *<
and dives into bookish depths.
Small boys think it a great ac
complishment to be able to see un
der water. The real achievement is
I to see in the open air, out in the
sunshine, in God’s great out-of
doors.
Do not dive too deep into books,
otherwise you will get metaphysi
cal mud in your glimmers, and
memorise, not think.
Do not worship a book. You |
would never worship the author if
you knew him. Treat a book with
dignity. Stand shoulder to shoulder
with an author. Love his book, but
don't munch it.
Good books are companions. It
is beautiful to live neighbor to
Ralph Waldo Emerson and call to
him over the back fence or help
yourself tn his Garden of Allah.
This is what Alcott did. Alcott
had a great crop of girls, but was
short on beets, carrots and onions,
iHS’ati-e Alcott would not pull pig
weed and make war on purslum -
call it ’'pussiey” if you prefer,
A book is the garden of the
I mind. Tin r. is no use wallowing
rn li. but It I- Wv.-t to veutcm-
To gain a foothold on the sands.
And shows the world his empty hands.
\Ve see bur once Dame Fortune’s smile.
And if we tarry but awhile
We are the men outside the pane
Whose chance will never come again.
—Frederic A. Wilson.
” plate. Xml the curious thing is,
tile more posies you pick from one
of these gardens of the mind the
more there ate left.
Be on good terms with the great;
touch tingertlps with Robert Louis;
greet Tammas, the Techy Titan,
with a smile, even if he only re
turns it with a grunt; laugh with
Rousseau; learn with Hugo, the
master of the short sentence; sigh
with old On>jr and •«> of them all.
| blessed by your own divinity, your
own insight, your own apprecia
tion, you will be able to sit at the
speaker’s table in Valhalla with
Plato, Pericles, Aristotle, Coperni
cus, while Dante the solemn passes
the brown bread.
A book is the record of a life.
It Is what the grain of the tree is
to the wood; It is a history of a
struggle for existence.
In a book you get the best that
a man has ever thought or done or
said. The dross, the lees—th« com
monplace. the transient—all are
omitted.
Ait) book that liv-f twenty ti\e
. years liu*> seen a .lem-ration die
j anti ba- be.n api'e -iuted by t ■ .<
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THE HOME PAPER
Garrett P. Serviss
Writes on
“Super
dreadnoughts” £
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Will They Prove Themselves To Be Dinosaurs
of the s.-a t iv. rgrowtli Destroyed the Arm
,-d M<,nsi..r> ,>!' .lui'a"sie Timo and Armored
Knights of Middle Ages—America Will Be
Ready To Meet Situation When Big Battle
ships Cease To Be Valuable.
By GARRETT P. SERVISS.
I STOOD close beside the mighty •>
battleship New York as she
rushed, with an anthem of vic
tory that shook the air, down the
ringing grooves which led from her
huge cradle to the salt tide waters
that are to be her home.
Never have I heard another such
diapason played by any Instrument
made with human hands. The
ground trembled, the atmosphere
was turned into a gigantic lute,
with every string in accordant vi
bration. The strange birth-song of
the rushing ship, blending with the
roar of a thousand Welcoming whis
tles and the cheers from fifty thou
sand throats, made a concert of
triumphant melodies that will al
ways ring in my ears.
The overwhelming effect was
partly the result of surprise; I had
not expected that the gyeat battle
ship would go singing to the sea.
Her voice was one to make every
patriotic heart beat quicker. There
was in it no tone of doubt or fear.
It was the anticipatory chant of
battle and of victory.
How Great Will They Grow?
But as 1 looked upon her huge
steel hulk I could not but ask my
self: How many more of these war
monsters must we build before the
reign of peace shall come? How
much greater must they grow be
fore they disappear entirely?
Biologists tell us that the armed
monsters of Jurassic times grew
so vast, so heavy, so unwleldly, that
their kind perished through over
growth. Will it be the same with
these steel monsters of man’s mak
ing? Do they not resemble the ar
mored knights of the Middle Ages,
who at length could hardly carry
themselves upright on their over
burdened horses? The invention of
gunpowder and of bullets that fly i
2,000 feet in a second put an end to
armor for soldiers. In maritime
warfare armor lias been the latest
instead of the earliest development,
but can it continue to be effective
when guns are made which, at a
distance of five miles, send their
shells through the thickest belts of
steel? On the sea as on the land
will not armor be abandoned and
the fate of battles be decided by
TheSanjak of Novi Bazar
By JAMES J. MONTAGUE.
IN the land'where the Turk was accustomed to lurk,
Snug and safe in his lowly thatched harem,
1 here were glad golden days for the Pashas and Beys,
Ere the Bulgars came down there to scare 'em.
Leading sextuple lives with a half dozen wives, ,*/
And never a family jar.
I hey wer£ in pretty rich, were these Turks, among which
\\ as the Sanjak of Novi Bazar.
Then the rough, rural folk in the Balkans awoke.
Ami with expletive Turkish “By Recks,'’
Swore the heel of the Turk had come sorely to irk
The supplian scruff of their necks.
Which saying, they shot up the Pashas a lot.
And soon they had fleeing afar
All the once haughty Beys, but a head a long ways
Was the Sanjak of Novi Bazar.
So now there’s a throne that is left all alone $
In a coutry where din and dissension
Are so often the case that one might think the place
AV as a prolonged' Chicago convention.
And the Novi Jambeek has an ad in this week,
Reading: WANTED—A man who’s a star,
And who’ll hustle right in to a fight he can’t win—
To be Sanjak of Novi Bazar.
I haven t the pelf for the journey myself,
And that may he possibly why
For this excellent chance for a life of romance
1 do not rush out and apply.
But Bryan has still got his future to fill. <
And ns for our old friend T. IL,
line woud certainly think, since he can't he a Kink,
!!• d be Sanjak of Novi Bazar.
• swiftness of movement and length
of reach?
The New York is called a “super
dreadnought," and she looks it!
Her cost is $6,000,000. Possibly we
shall soon see super-super dread
noughts, costing double the money,
but we can not go on forever in
that way. These dinosaurs of the
sea must ultimately give pl*ce to
other forms less unwleldly, more
active, quicker in movement, bet
ter fitted to survive amidst the
change of environment that is now
rapidly coming over the whole
world.
Conquest Will Alter War.
The conquest of the air and that
of the submarine depths will soon,
alter the conditions of warfare.
Man’s activities are no longer con
fined to the surface of the earth
and the sea; he soars above the one
and dtves beneath the other, and,
still filled with the spirit of battle,
he carries his Instruments of de
struction with him wherever he
goes.
Wnen it will all end, who can
tell? The way to universal peace is
not the way of disarmament. As
long as other nations continue to
build super-dreadnoughts we must
build them, and build them better
than anybody else. Their abolition
will not come through the preach
ing of any theory, but through the
teachings of the next great war.
We were the first, taught by the
experiences of war, to build ar
mored ships; perhaps we shall also
be the first to show that something
better can be
Is Result of Experience.
No advance was ever achieved
upon .the earth that was not the
result of experience. The teachings
of one experience endure and must
| be utilized until the next comes in
its turn, and those who triumph
are those who the most promptly
meet the new conditions as they
arise. The New York, with her
battle song upon her steel lips, is
the mighty mistress of the seas to
day; tomorrow her hour may be
passed. But of one thing we may
feel sure, w hatever the demands
of the morrow may be America
• will know how to meet them.
