The Sunday Oregonian., June 10, 1917, SECTION FIVE, Page 12, Image 70

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THE SUNDAY OEEGONIAN, PORTLAND, JUNE 10, 1917.
Wells Are Only Holes in
the Ground if They
Don't Reach
Water.
The Head That Rises the
Highest Must Expect to
Become the Target
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You Stopped Too Soon;
" BY HERBERT KAUFMAN. "
It's all very well to censure a man for his insignificance, but once in a while there's an ex
cuse and a valid one for failure; for instance, there's your own case.
You were delayed at the outset. Poverty tugged at your very kilts. Fortune passed the
house where you were born and hasn't looked up your address since.
Your parents were toil-dulled their enthusiasms blunted by early privations unlettered,
hand-to-mouth strugglers, who never found the open road or saw the Dawns of Promise break
beyond. .
Since you remember, you were a Little Brother of Hardship a bit wearer and burden
bearer from childhood up driven by needs that would not be refusedyanked out of the class
room while your mind was still fumbling fundamentals.
You were a wage-earner in the first teens, forced to do the best you could with what you
had so what wonder that you didn't get as far along as men who teethed on silver and
topped off the advantage of gentle breeding with an academic training?
You realize what you lack, but now that you appreciate the handicap, you're too old
why, you're past twenty, and even if you wanted to take a course of instruction that would
qualify you for broader utility, it's too late the youngsters who already possess the knowl
edge you crave would meanwhile reach the bourne of your hopes.
You're a diamond in the rough who could be as brilliant as any, if you were but polished.
You've estimated the capacities of countless people in more responsible positions and are
sure that you are not basically inferior. Given the same colleging, you'd climb as high.
But what's the use of bucking impossible odds? Fate short-suited you. "Ifs" halt ambition
at every turn; therefore you accept your lot and stay in your own sphere.
BUT
suppose Carnegie, whom circumstance stuck into a cotton mill at 12, had subscribed to a
similar laissez faire philosophy or Edison, self-supporting in knickerbockers, had rebuffed
aspiration or Lincoln had surrendered to his environment and stifled the valorous dreams
which led him to the Presidency; suppose half the leaders of this Nation, sprung as they are
from laborer and peasant stock, had listened to the cowardly voice of Doubt then the bold
est chapters in American History would still wait for writing.
And further to shame your weak surrender to a few initial adversities, there's Eberhard of
Minnesota, three times Governor of his state and today hardly in his forties, who didn't see the
inside of a schoolhouse until 21 years old.
What did you suffer that they did not experience? What, did they possess that you do not
equally share?
You, too, are an American, heir to the all boundless reaches of possibility, but you're yellow
you threw up the sponge in the first round. You didn't try. You wouldn't dare.
Henry Ford, John and Horace Dodge, Luther Burbank, Jacob Epstein, the spirit of Nelson
Morris and of Jim Hill deny that you have had no opportunity you stopped too soon.
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Herbert Kntrfmao
YOUR time will come, bo
prepare for it;
Plan in advance to care for it.
Decide just what you wish to
do
And make it a living part of
you.
Study the subject at every
chance ;
You can't learn to govern or
doctor or dance,
Build bridges, plead causes or
. even cut pants
Unless you have studied the
game in advance.
You're drifting and shifting
and trusting to luck ;
You haven't acquired the slow
plodding pluck
That sticks to a purpose until
it wins through ;
You haven't a goal that's the
main fault with you.
Cold Storage Plants and High Prices
THE cold facts of recent food manipulations are set forth in the books of
the storage plants. These records tell who is cornering necessities and
the dates of entry establish the prices paid at time of purchase. A thor
ough examination of such establishments by Federal authorities will pro
duce abundant and incontestable evidence that there is a widespread and
ably executed conspiracy in restraint of trade. Without such facilities, cor
ners in perishables would be utterly impossible. Refrigeration is first lieu
tenant to extortion. When Congress can be made to appreciate that truth
and when proper laws are passed in defense of the National market basket
the average income will again purchase indispensables on reasonable terms.
We are a sad collection of cravens, if we continue to suffer exploita
tion at the hands of rascals whose methods prove that their greed would feed
upon the pennies in a blind man's cup. In the present extremity excessive
Erofits border upon treason. We will cheerfully bear the cross which war
as thrust upon us, but the descendants of Colonists who shed their blood
rather than submit to George of England's outrageous taxations belie their
ancestry if they meekly submit to the double cross.
Don't Play the Silk Worm
THE danger of specialization is its narrowing influence. It is an extraor
dinary man who can continue to concentrate upon a single objective
without losing his sense of proportion. Brains, as farm lands, are en
riched by diversification and deteriorate when devoted too long to the same
purpose. Efficient thinkers revitalize their minds with a variety of inter
ests. Their intelligence remains symmetrical. When a subject especially
appeals to you, beware lest you become so wrapped up in it that, like the
silk worm, you shut yourself off from all the other wonderful things in
view.
Your Money or Your Life!
IF you harbor the notion that superior numbers are
alone sufficient to smash Germany, please refer to
the career of a certain Bonaparte, who so success
fully undertook to thrash all Europe single-handed that
it required the pooled armies of seven great powers
and some 20 years to defeat him.
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than JSJapoleon s. Half a century of ceaseless, brilliant,
foresighted, conscienceless preparation is behind the
organization and all the fealty and intelligence and
wealth of the German people, who have been bred for
and led to this supreme moment by the cunningest pole
mists the world has yet met. They count no cost too
heavy for their cause and will not submit until the last
levies have died in the last ditch.
Ontimism is hlinrHnfr fnllv whpn it: underrates dif
ficulties. Confidence without justification is first aid
to the enemy. Success is still in Germany's cards and
. the manner in which we play our hand will determine
her destiny.
Don't let anyone tell you that the Kaiser is not
holding his own and many another million Briton,
Frenchman and Russian will be maimed and slain in
the interim even if the Allies do eventually gain the
whiphand.
And Death has marked an untold number of Ameri- (
can boys for his own upon the reeking fields where
Liberty and Autocracy have met to settle their ancient 1
quarrel. y j
The dearest bought rights of mankind, the funda
mental principles of civilization are at stake.
We are not fighting to gain something, but to retain
everything holiest to Republics.
There isn't room enough on one earth for progress-'
ive America and reactionary Prussia. She cannot find
"her place in the sun" without shoving us into the
shade. If we are to grow, Kaiserdom must go. This
war must be fought to a finish and the issues involved
settled forever. There can be no compromise between
the sword and plowshare between justice and brutal
ity between he defenders of Tyranny and the cham
pions of Freedom.
By the blood of their martyrs, our Allies are sworn
to prevail or perish and however much we suffer in
assisting them to overthrow militarism, it will be as
nothing compared to the ghastly reckoning that faces
us should Germany prove the mightier and unimpeded
by other foes, be able to devote her full energies to the
degradation and despoliation of the United States.
The possibilities of the next few years cannot be
painted too darkly. Words fail the emergency. There j
are no superlatives too exaggerated for the gravity of i
the situation.
It will be God's mercy if only our young men are;
drawn into the conflict.
If we save money we can't save time and the more
time we lose the more men we lose.
Your sons have already been called to the colors.
Don't sentence them to death by battalions for lack of
proper equipment and adequate munitions.
The Government needs billions.
Why are you holding back? Do your dollars mean
more to you than your country? Are they more pre
cious than your children and your brothers? If you
don't send your check to the firing line, sooner or
later you may have to stand there yourself.
We must strike promptly and heavily and our
mightiest weapon is the Golden Sword. In God's name,
speed the forging of the blade. Buy your bond NOW.
The Battler vs. the Bottler
HE lurched into Jack's at midnight, stumbled along
the lane of crowded tables and sprawled into a
seat a sodden, glass-eyed, pulpy parody of the
superb creature whose clean fists once held a cham
pionship. Then he was without peer invincible. Man
after man, the shrewdest pugilists of America vainly j
contested with him for the title. The prides of Eng-j
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his incomparable science.
His was the keen vital strength that surges from;
uncontaminated sources. In a day of brawling brutes'
he stood apart, a class unto himself. Then suddenly he
rotted at the core. In Old John Barleycorn he met his
master. What no arena ever saw, pot-house and the
sample-room soon beheld "the best of 'em all" reeling
and rocking in defeat. It's a sure bet when the battler
meets the bottler.
COPYRIGHT, 1917. BY HERBERT KAIFMAN, GREAT B HI TAUT ASP AIJU OTHER RIGHTS RESERVED