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About The united American : a magazine of good citizenchip. (Portland, Or.) 1923-1927 | View Entire Issue (March 1, 1926)
March 1926 THE UNITED AMERICAN Page Thirteen And They, Too, Will be the American Citizens of Tomorrow CONTRIBUTOR, J. L. S., in the Pa A cific Woodman, tells a little story that has a punch in it and should cause some hardened soul, groping in the dark ness of selfish pursuits, to stop and ana lyse the futility of that individualism that leads to indifference to all else but self. There is no individual or national se curity in such living. It invites the wrongful conclusion of life objectives; it justifies the contention that might is right. America will flounder if that doctrine is permitted to expand. The caloused youth, today, that is running a race ■with the law will be the seasoned criminal of tomorrow. The laxity of the present day elders is the cause of this inglorious outlook. What some people consider to be “pranks” of the youngsters, is in reality nothing but acts of banditry and constitute the early mile posts in the development of a criminal talent. There are considerable manifestations of the fan-spirit that lauds crime, when commited according to the modern code of ethics. In this story, J. L. S. contri butes an illustration that has its counter part in every neighborhood and every community and in its moral is writte’i an earnest appeal for greater attention to the Americanization program. * * * Big tears gushed from his eyes, ran in tiny streams over his cheeks and were lost in the folds of his faded and worn sweater. Half seated against a window’s ledge on a side street near the business center of the city, a boy, eight years old, was sobbing and quivering. He was not trying to attract attention. Many people passing hastily with eyes and thoughts fixed on the bright lights a few blocks away did not even notice him. My errand on this particular eve ning was not a hasty one. A sob prompt ed investigation. Big brown eyes, ruddy cheeks, sweet mouth, promising nose and classic chin, and over all the salty evi dence of his grief. Well worn sweater much too large, light cotton pants, knit cap, an old pair of rubber boots — though the streets were dry — no stockings, con stituted his apparent covering. It was chilly weather. “Well, partner, what’s the matter here?” He trembled, stifled a hiccough and forced an answer between sobs through his chattering teeth. “They — stoled my money.” It is not unusual to find a newsboy, especially a little fellow, who is made a beggar through the practice of provoking sympathy, and they sometimes become able to tell an imaginary tale of misfortune in a most convincing and appealing way. A second look and some questions removed all doubt of this little fellow’s sincerity. Those were genuine tears and from all indications they had flowed for quite a spell. At first he seemed unfilling to tell his troubles to me. The story came out in fragments. He had sold his evening papers and started to walk home from the center of the city about 6:30 o’clock, with thirty-four cents in his pocket. Two other newsboys, larger and older than he, who evidently had followed him, pushed him into an alley, and one of them held his arms and covered his mouth while the other took the money out of his pocket. A sound thrashing was awaiting him at home, first for losing his money and next for being late; it was nearly 8 o’clock. . The finance committee convened immediately and re moved the first fear, hoping it might thus somewhat allay the second. Perhaps you will say there was noth ing in such a personal experience to warrant telling it to others. If you think so you will be obliged to change your mind upon more careful analysis. Those two youngsters who took 34 cents from the little fellow by force are potential robbers, bandits or possibly murderers. They will be young men in a few years and ■will have to be taken into account as units of society. It is a short step from the act they committed to that of pressing a gun against the ribs of a victim and taking his wallet. They have found a way to get money without honestly earning it, — have stumbled into the most alluring and treacherous path of life. It may be that no one has taken the time to warn them of the danger. “Do you know the boys who took your money?” “No” the lad answered, “they had their caps pulled over their faces. It was dark in the alley.” Those boys have a good long start on the road to the penitentiary today, just entering their ’teens. Can’t they be reclaimed? We spend too much of our public energies, — our private ones too, — on effects, and too little on causes. We wonder why the prisoners’ box is filled with young men in their late ’teens or early twenties. The answer is not diffi cult. Too many people have been too •busy in business and social pursuits, too much of the time, to give proper atten tion to making good citizens. We have all been too busy trying to reform older folks instead of moulding younger folks. Most reform agencies have dulled their chisels on cement after it has be come “set,” instead of forming the wet mass with a trowel before it dries and hardens. Reclamation of youth should be the greatest movement in the nation today, in every state, city, town and community, — not the petting, pamper ing and idolizing of youth, but the recla mation of youth. It is a thousand fold more important than the reclamation of forests, lands, harbors, etc. It must be done. Boy Scouts, and many other similar organizations are teaching the principles of good conduct and doing wonderful work among boys. As a local example, George Olinger, founder of Olinger’s Highlanders, has rendered a greater service in building the future citizen ship of Denver than can ever be com puted by comparisons. Some day Denver should see a monument erected bearing his name to remind citizens that he was one who recognized the marvelous pos sibilities of service in this field and acted upon his convictions. In nine cases out of ten man or woman is never changed much in habit or character after the age of twenty, possibly younger. Why hammer away at rock when the plastic putty of child hood and youth await the moulders. Proper and adequate facilities in all communities for the right kind of recrea tion is the root of the problem and the means of the moulding process. Of course, example is of the utmost importance, and the home is, or should be, the greatest moulder of character, but unfortunately more “homes” than ever before are finding it altogether in convenient to find time and patience to unterstand children. A lot of learned folks greet the ques tion with arguments pro and con on heredity vs. environment, and few other comparisons are as interesting from a talking or debating standpoint. The best solution ever offered upon a discussion of the relative influence of heredity and environment came from an old bench- whittler in a small town, when those tak ing part in the argument asked him for his views on the subject. “Well,” he said “as to which is most important,— well, it all depends.” And he went on whittling and chewing and thinking. The problems of youth are practical, not academic. The tears of the little fellow, which caused this effusion, were real. The two. potential bandits who held him and took his 34 cents did not do it as a joke and ten years hence society will have to figure them some way in its account. A COLORED MAN’S DEFINITION OF ORATORY “Judge” tells the story of a negro who met an acquaintance one day and was surprised to see that his friend had on a new suit, new hat, new shoes and other evidences of prosperity. “Hey, boy,” he said, “how come you dressed up this way? Is you got a job?” “I’se got somethin’ bettern’ any job,” replied the other. “I’se got a profes sion.” “What is it?” “I’se a orator.” “What’s a orator?” “Don’t you know?” replied the re splendent one in surprise, “Well, I’ll tell you what a orator is. If you was to walk up to an ordinary nigger and ask him how much was two and two, he’d say ‘four,’ but if you was to ask one of us orators how much was two and two he’d say. ‘When, in de cou’se of human events it becomes necessary to take de numeral of de second denomination and add it to de figger two, I says unto you and I says it without fear of suc cessful contradiction, dat de result will invai’bly be four.’ Dat’s a orator.” Every minute fire destroys more than one thousand dollars’ worth of property in the United States.