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36 THE ATHENAEUM Just now, when one faction of a seemingly unlawful organiza tion, becomes so incensed that it takes the life of one man and threatens the lives of others, the status of civilization is ques tioned. Some are so narrow, so unmerciful that they JUST real ize and acknowledge that civilization must meet the challenge which has been offered and; is being offered by lawlessness and by injustice. This affair had to open the eyes of some of our noble citizens who have forgotten that for a long time the cry for true, Christian civilization has been raised to the people of America but has gone unheeded. «r-ii^ USt 3 few years ag0 in J as P er County (Ga.) a man named Williams brutally murdered twelve or more Negroes. This murderer was tried and sentenced to jail for life. He is reported as being a trustee now. Civilization is on trial; justice must reign and shall reign before America shall become a civilized nation. For a century or more angry mobs have been taking justice in their hands and very little has been done to stop this unlawful procedure. If Christian principles were applied in American life there would be no need to de plore modern civilization. Let no one wail over the present civiliza tion but DAILY let us do unto others as we would that they should do unto us and the tenets of civilization will come in American civili zation and will stand forever unmolested. THE WALLS OF CHINA By Vivian O. Buggs, ’26. Our needs are great and manifold. If we had all of Rockefeller’s millions, lived in marble castles, wandered through grounds fit for queens and princesses, and dined on royal dishes—even then how far we would be from the desired condition of college activity. A mocking bird in a golden cage beats his wings against the walls of his captivity and looks out upon his fellow creatures who fly from limb to limb warbling-out their freedom in liquid notes. At times the captured one forgets his golden prison and imagines him self back in the God-given freedom of the woods and his throat swells with melody. But realization rushes back again and the songs of the mocking bird are indeed a mockery. Unless the heart of his captor is softened and freedom is granted he must go on and on with only the joy afforded by intervals of forgetfulness. Our greatest needs are outlets for self expression. How varied and far-reaching must be the emotions and ideals of over four hun dred young women! We have within our walls ample material for development along all lines, but where, O where are the factories? Where are our dramatic, musical, and social organizations—our machines of development? Are we to be fitted for nothing that calls for leadership? Surely all of this wonderful material will not continue to go to waste. Please pay your Subscription!