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Mr. Wilson Should Make
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1 His Own Cabinet, Includ
ing Mr. Bryan, if He
J Desires His Aid
The New York American prints the following:
To the Editor of The American:
i Sir —I note an editorial in a recent issue of The American in
which you vigorously rtppose the selection of Mr. Bryan by Mr.
j Wilson as his secretary of state.
" With your consent T would like Io express in the columns of
The American an opinion which differs from yours, if not in re
gard to Mr. Bryan, at least in regard to the propriety of Mr.
' Wilson selecting Mr. Bryan.
„ It is undoubtedly the right and the duty of any newly
elected president of the United States to organize his cabinet
and formulate his plans in accordance with what he HIMSELF
believes to be for the best interests of his administration, of his
party and of his country.
• Mr. Wilson has certainly received a sufficiently large popu
lar vote of confidence to entitle him to the ordinary privileges
of the president.
( It would seem to me to be the duty of good Democrats,
’ land, in fact, of good citizens generally, irrespective of party, io
sustain Mr. Wilson in the exercise of his best .judgment and
best efforts, at least until events may seem to prove that his acts
and efforts are not for the best interests of the party and the
country.
If Mr. Wilson believes that Mr. Bryan or any other man can
render service to the country in a cabinet position, he should be
allowed to select that man without the interposition of any un
necessary objections or obstacles on the part of good Democrats
and good citizens.
Mr. Wilson will be held responsible for the success of his ad
ministration, and he is entitled to exercise every proper means
and to invite every proper aid to make his administration suc
cessful.
The question of whether Mr. Bryan would really be of ad
vantage to the administration is a matter of opinion, and Mr. Wil
son’s opinion is the one which is of chief importance.
While the rest of us are entitled to entertain opinions, we
should not, I think, express them at a time or in away to cause
Mr. Wilson undue embarrassment.
For my part, I personally hold exactly the same opinions
that you have expressed of Mr. Bryan’s visionary character of
mind, and also of his well-known selfishness and ingratitude.
I realize that Mr. Bryan has made a specialty of sacrificing
his friends on the altar of his own ambitions, and 1 realize, too,
that he has sacrificed his party’ on several occasions by substi
tuting his own personal fads and fancies for the actual and ac
cepted principles of the progressive cause.
Still, I feel that Mr. Bryan has, in the main, exercised a
powerful influence in the direction of radical and reform meas
ures, and that such an influence may possibly he of peculiar ad
vantage in the forthcoming Democratic administration.
It is true that Mr. Bryan has not been elected president
upon any of the occasions that he has run for that office, and it
is probably’ true that he is not qualified, and that the people do
not believe him to be qualified, for an executive position.
Still, that does not mean that he might not be extremely val
uable in an advisory capacity. The great need of this country
is judicious radicalism, and a combination might be exceedingly
advisable in which Mr. Wilson would furnish the judgment and
Mr. Bryan the radicalism.
There is another point in relation to this question which
may not be of general interest and importance, but which Mr.
Wilson must consider, and which we can not blame him for con
sidering.
Champ Clark was the choice of the people in the vast ma
jority of states in which popular primaries had been held before,
the Baltimore convention.
Champ Clark would certainly have been nominated by the
Baltimore convention if Mr. Bryan. 1o gratify his revenge or his
ambitions, had not interfered and induced the defeat of Champ
Clark. •
Whether or not as an object of Mr. Bryan's activity, but
certainly as a result of it. Mr. Wilson was nominated.
If Mr. Wilson had not been nominated, most certainly h<*
would not have been elected, and Mr. Wilson may, therefore,
very properly feel that he owes his nomination and his election
in good part to Mr. Bryan.
He may naturally feel, therefore, that gratitude, as well as
public policy, requires the selection of Mr. Bryan, and. with that
commendable sentiment of gratitude, so rare in politicians, no
judicious person can find fault.
It is generally understood that Mr. Bryan is willing to serve
his country in any capacity in which he can be found useful,
and it is further understood that Mr. Bryan believes that he
could render his best service to the administration and the
country as secretary of the treasury .
If Mr. Wilson and Mr, Bryan are in aceord in this matter,
and are convinced that Mr. Bryan's services in such a capacity
will be of value to the nation and will inure to the success of
the administration, it seems to me that the rest of us Democrats
should accept this view of the situation with the best grace pos
sible and do our best to facilitate and further that success in the
administration of our government which we. as partisans and as
patriotic citizens, so deeply desire.
WILLIAM RANDOLPH HEARST
The Atlanta Georgian
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Common Sense in Married Life
ONE of the reasons that mar
riage is so often a failure is
because people bring less in
telligence to bear on solving its
problems than they do to any other
question on earth, A man gives a
hundred times as much reason and
judgment to doing the simplest
daily tasks by which be makes his
living as he does to trying to make
ills married life a success. He uses
a million times more tact and di
plomacy in getting along peaceably
with his boss than he does to
smoothing down his wife’s fur the
right way.
A woman uses up a thousandfold
more gray matter in trying to find
out what colors she can wear than
she does in trying to understand
her husband, and she is a billion
times more concerned about how to
retain her figure than she is about
how to keep her husband's affec
tions.
Practically all of the tragedies of
married life that break hearts and
wreck homes and cover names with
the slime of scandal people bring
on themselves because they did not
use the brains of a rabbit in con-
• ducting their matrimonial affairs,
and if most people who applied to
the divorce courts to sunder their
matrimonial bonds received the
sentence they deserved, they would
be committed to an asylum for the
feeble-minded.
Must Have Attention.
They are to blame for the catas
trophe and could have prevented it
had they shown ordinary human
intelligence.
Here’s a case in point. The oth
er day a young woman came to me
with her tale of woe. She isn’t
30 yet. but she married when she
was a mere child, and has three
beautiful babies that she loves.
Her husband is a good, honest,
hard-working fellow, who toils
from early morn till night to sup
port his little family in comfort.
M'hen he gets home he Is dead,
dog tired, and after he has had his
dinner he goes to sleep.
The woman is a good wife and a
good mother, so far as making a
comfortable home for the family is
concerned. She works hard, too. in
the home, but when night comes
and she has her babies into bed she
fvants a change. She wants some
amusement, some of the pleasures
and gayeties that she missed at* a
girl through her early marriage.
Her husband won’t take her
about. He Is sound asleep, and the
inevitable other man has put in his
appearance. He takes the wife to
theaters and restaurants, and she's
fallen in love with him—or thinks
she has—and she looks with dis
dainful eyes down upon Iter poor,
hard-working, dra) -horse of a hus
band.
Bm the woman's conscience hurts
MONDAY, DECEMBER 2, 1912.
By DOROTHY DIN
• her. In the midst of the gayest
scenes she thinks that she should
be back home with her babies and
she wonders what her husband will
do when he finds that she is galli
vanting around with another man,
but the tempter tells her that her
husband doesn’t love her, or else he
DOROTHY DIX.
would be taking her to places of
amusement.
And the woman stands at the
turn of the road, drawn one way by
a sense of duty and the other by
her love of pleasure, and asks
actually asks—which way she shall
take! She isn't using the common
sense of a gnat in deciding her fate
and that of her husband and chil
dren.
Would Avert Tragedies.
She is acting like a hopeless
idiot, and yet she has got plenty of
intelligence and sound enough
judgment about other matters. If
you would show Iter a real, genuine
diamond and a rhinestone, she
wouldn’t hesitate for an instant
about which one was of tile most
value and which one to take, yet
she hesitates between honor and
shame, between keeping her chil
dren and losing them, between a
man who 4s pure gold and another
who is nothing but flash) pinch
beck.
No woman can live to be 3U years
old without knowing something
about iff'
She knows that when a married
woman begins to have affinities
she is playing with fire; she knows
that the woman who receives se
j cret attentions from men and goes
to places with them unknown to her
husbands is taking the first step on
the road to perdition. She knows
that sooner or later her husband
will find her out and that the con
■sequence.s will be disgrace for her,
that she will be turned out of house
and home and her children taken
away from her, and that she is put
ting upon them the stigma of their
mother’s shame.
They Play With Fire.
Also, every woman knows that
the very men who are most ardent
in their love-making to a married
woman and w ho use every wile and
art to tempt her on, are the very
first to abandon her when her hus
band casts her aside and they fear
that they’ may be called on to marry
her or support her. More than that,
every woman knows that any man
who works early and late to support
his family, and who gives them
everything and keeps nothing for
hitnself. is giving the most mag
nificent proof of love it is possible
to conceive. One day's toil for a
woman is worth all the sentimen
tal talk that was ever reeled off of
a glib tongue.
Such being the case, consider the
folly of the woman who risks so
much for the pleasure of a few
I restaurant dinners, a few- violets, a
few trips to the theater, a few com
pliments, a little love making that
she must know in her heart to be
spurious, for no man who really
loved ti woman would seek to drag
her down by making her an un
faithful wife and mother.
In her desire for amusement the
woman is acting the part of fool.
In not realizing his wife’s necessity
for some entertainment, for some
gaiety, for something to break the
monotony’ of cooking and sewing
and baby tending, tlie husband is
acting the part of another fool.
It is his hand that has left the
door open for the robber to come in
and loot his hearthstone.
You can’t dump a woman down
on a hard job that has no holidays
or high days to it and expect her
to be satisfied. She'll play truant
from it, sooner or later, and when
she does It’s her husband’s fault.
There are certain fundamental
needs of every man and woman.
They must have some pleasure,
they must have' some admiration,
'there must be a few kisses and bon
bons, and when husbands and wives
deny these to each other, some oth
er man or woman steps in and sup
plies the necessity. It meds only a
little common sense to make the
wheels of matrimony go round
smoothly.
THE HOME PAP&R
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Garrett P. Serviss
Writes on
Heroism of Women
Man Is Brave in the Delirium of Conflict, but
Woman's Courage Is the Open-Eyed Sort
Which Enables Her to Bear Weeks of
Agony, Suspense and Fear With' Forti
tude.
By GARRETT P. SERVISS.
WE are hearing a great deal •’
about heroes nowadays.
Whenever war breaks out,
hero worship is in the air. Many
people seem to think that there are
no real heroes except those of the
battlefield.
What is true heroism’.’ It is self
sacrifice. And in this woman is
greater than man. Men have writ
ten the history of the world, and
they have magnified the heroes at
the expense of the heroines. Wom
an never tried to write history. She
leaves her deeds to speak for them
selves. Even a hero does not write
about himself, if he is a real one.
More Heroines Than Heroes.
Pages have been printed within
the last four weeks about the hero
ism displayed in the Balkan war.
There has been plenty of it, but the
writing has all been about the he
roes. Who has heard a word about
the heroines?
If tlte true history of this war
were known, it would be found that
it has brought forth more heroines
than heroes. It is not merely the
man who goes to the front with a
gun in his hand who is heroic. It is
relatively easy to be a hero amid
the .sound of drums, under the in
spiration of fluttering flags, with
the madding battle smoke mak
ing the spirit drunk.
It is not so easy to stay at home,
struggling alone for a living, with
mind and heart torn by fear, anx
iety and haunting doubt. The
woman who sees her husband and
sons march away to the war, leav
ing her at home to care for the
children and to bear the suspense,
has need of greater fortitude than
those who charge the batteries
possess. Their heroism becomes
that of delirium—wild, ungovern
able, blind; her heroism is open
eyed, with no mad enthusiasm to
conceal the anger and the horror.
What does history tell us. even
as men have written it’? Did Abra
ham do anything heroic? But con
sider his wife, Sarai. Is there a
more heroic action on record than
hers when she gave her hand
maiden, Hagar, to him for a wife?
It was pure self-sacrifice, far
harder and far nobler than to rush,
in the fury of battle, upon an ene
my’s guns. Life is not the only
precious thing in the world, nor the
most precious.
Woman Surpasses Man.
Was Napoleon more heroic when
he led the charge at Dresden to
save his empire than Josephine was
when she bowed, with bitter tears,
yet uncomplaining, to the decree
that separated her from the man
she loved, and for whom she had
first opened the gates of oppor
tunity? Measured by any just
standard, was his heroism equal to
hers'.’ ~
F-:- December
By PERCY SHAW.
X T T HEN the harvests are In and the crickets are singing,
VV And the air blows up crisp with a subtle smell,
When chestnuts are dropping and bird farewells ringing
And the haze takes you back like a conjurer—well,
It’s surely not strange that you pause and remember
S That this is December.
When the dusk drops down on the knoll where the vines are
? That yielded their berries to fingers long cold,
When the star rays light up the hill where the pines are,
Revealing you both as you sat there of old,
Aii, then it’s not strange that you sigh and remember
\ That tlfis is December.
( When hearth logs crack loud and flames gleam and tremble
i In ghostly contortions against the black panes,
? When you see her sweet eyes too fond to dissemble.
As you walked hand in hand through glorified lanes,
Is it strange you start with a Bob and remember
That this is December?
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Even on man’s own field —that of
war —he has been rurpassed by
woman in moral force. Read the
story of Florence Nightingale in
the Crimea. Read that of Clara
Barton in the Army of the Poto
mac and in the Franco-German
war. Read, in scattered records,
what women did in our great strug
gle between the states. Recall the
story of Flora Macdonald and her
sacrifices for an unworthy pretend
er to the throne of England. And,
finally, read the history of Joan of
Arc. There you will see what truo
heroism means.
M’hen woman visits the scenes of
war she goes with her whole soul
in revolt. She is not blinded by
“glory,” she is led only by a sense
of duty, of pity, of mercy, of com
passion. That she can go at all is a
proof of moral strength exceeding
man’s, for he goes led by a gla
mour that never dazzles her eyes.
Look nearer home. Many of you
read about the women who marches
through New York’s streets in the
demonstration for equality of
rights. Did you reflect what that
meant for many of them? Did you
consider that the jeers of thought
less bystanders were for thos-J
women, sacrificing their native
modesty for the sake of a grea
cause, worse than bullets and
bursting shrapnel? For they
wounded more than flesh and bone'
—they wounded the soul! Did the
courage and the heroism of their
act make no appeal to you? If it
did not, you do not comprehend
woman, and you do not understand
what true heroism is.
She Leads in Real Glory.
It is woman who points and leads
the way to real glory in this world.
When her reign comes, and only
jhen, will the nations learn to make
war no more. But heroism will not
cease: its inmost nature will then
first become manifest to ail. Then
we shall clearly perceive what the
moral excellence of woman has
done for the world, and our ambi
tion will set a higher aim for It
self. But while war continues to
rage, and man’s ideal of glory to
prevail, the deeper heroism of wom
an will always strengthen him. He
feels it, though he may not com
prehend it.
The editor of this newspaper has
clearly pointed out the fatal defect
of the Turk who has been driven
like a whipped dog before the Bul
gars, the Serbs and the Greeks, be
cause he has trodden under tits
feet the moral influence of woman,
while his foes have been sustained
by it. There could be no plainer
demonstration of the fact that the
source of true heroism is tn the
. hearts of women.