The Sunday Oregonian. (Portland, Ore.) 1881-current, February 08, 1920, SECTION FIVE, Page 3, Image 71

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    TIIE SUNDAY OREGOXIAN, PORTLAND. FEBRUARY 8, 1920
k CHURCH MUST TAKE UP SWORD AGAINST REDS SAYS, RECTOR
Essential Militancy of Christianity Saves World From Clutch of Bolshevism and Negative Doctrines of Germany, Declares Jay Claud Black
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"Not Pcare But a Snnl": "I iaiiic not r seek the liody and blood of Christ and
L.S. pTace l a ; "t. .mi. (0 fjnd solace for their weary souls
. .... ,7 ;.. . . .'"' Imonks and nuns
fehvprod at llif -Aun.M'.H aiixiiiary .-i :1m.
liorpan i-oneption h-:il the lalti-r ;tart
livinff their clois
tered Hfe "far from the madding
crouds iirnoble Strife." But these
not from books or magazines. It came being taught, read and explained.
of January
in l:ort p
from the example of millions of
young men who voluntarily took up
arms, threw themselves with com
plete abandon into the cause of
mislead i's. . on the firinc line stand
frjHCSI-; are not thi- words ..i a j ,u, aoidlers of Cli-rist. signed with the
I pii. .,alilean." r of the sad- : sir. by which alone we conquer, vig
faied fhrist which a certain ' ilant. stioiiK and ever ready to take
l.eriud of t'hriylian art denicts for us. ;ovan:age 01 tne enemj s weaniiess to
They are t!:c words of a rtinn's man.
with red blood in his veins. They arc I
not an enticemen t to the weary and
I make
country.
further iv.cursion into his
tirixt is Militant.
discouraged. Vhcy are a , haliense
to the strong and the brave. Too
often are we attracted to the Chris
tian church because we conceive of it
as an asylum from the turmoil of the
world. Whereas it is a church mili
tant with a sword in her hand. 'This
asylum idea of the church does, of
course, have its justification and its
proof texts. The church is a place
where the worn out. the weak, ihe
sick, the discouraged may find sanc
tuary. But that protection is sure,
because there are brave and well
armed soldiers standing in the line
of battle, guarding the frontiers, and
carrying the war into the enemy's
country. On my going to France
nearly two years ago I was assigned
to one of the most beautiful snots in
Europe. Aix-les-Bains, surrounded by
the lower peaks of the Alps, anil
bathed by the placid waters of Lake
Bourget. The art of man has done
all that is possible to enhance the
work of nature. Peasants were going
about their accustomed work in the
fields, there was seemingly little
diminution of tlv) commerce of the
town, crowds even were coining
hither to snatch a littie recreation
In this playground, or to bathe in the
soothing waters of Mount Kevard.
Only, the uniforms of soldiers from
many countries spoke of aught but
peace. War seemed a far thing. Often
I asked myself, "Can there be such a
thing as war?" But let a single bat
talion give way on that far-flung
battle front, let. a single general of
high command commit a blunder,
and all this peace vanishes, and these
people will know was even as those
of Rheims. Soisson. Chateau-Thierry.
So. in the church, we can find peace
ful picturesque, quiet country par
ishes, priests ministering solemnly
and beautifully at their altars in the
tableaux should neither deceive nor what? Was it not Christianity we I
were fighting for itr.this war against
the devil incarnate in a nation? Then
we saw. If Christianity, weak though
it has seemed, could. In the face of
our materialism and greed, inspire so
many careless, indifferent young men
with the spirit of sacrifice to the ut
most, was it . a failure? And then
these same young men became our
prophets. From the trenches and the
barracks, they began sending back a
flood of letters, books, articles, poems.
filled with the highest Christian phi
losophy, full of optimism, hope, reli
gion. Then we took heart again. Then
we knew that Christianity was not a
failure, but a glorious success.
Our Christ was and is a fighting
Christ, a militant Christ. If he knew
how ant! when to bend, he knew when
to stand. And in his lowest bending
when he stooped even to the death
of the cross it was then he was
fighting the hardest battle of his life.
It was then he was grappling hand
to hand with the aVch enemy him
self. We can learn much from the
sad-fasrd, the resigned, Christ. But
l eside it we should put those other
pictures, the knotted cords, the face
flaming with righteous anger, the
fleeing miscreants, the overturned
tables. And if he hath said, "Turn
the other cheek" we must balance it
with "Let him that hath no sword,
sell his garment and buy one."
And the primitive church was a
fighting church. Do you remember
that description which the Jews, who
dragged St. Paul and his fellow
workers before , the magistrates in
Thessalonica. gave of the church of
that time? "They who have turned
the world upside down are come
hither also." "They who have turned
the world upside down." How fitly
that revolutionary phrase fits the
church. How many times in the his
tory of the world has the church done
this very thing, when it needed to be
done! And once again has that de
scription proved true.
You all remember the dark days of
the war. And they were doubly dark
for us Christians. Everywhere the
accusation was rife "Christianity has
failed." And in the first stunning
blow, when the gray hordes were
sweeping over Belgium and northern
1'rance. we had no answer. . We half
believed it ourselves. It was a sore
trial to our faith. The answers our
great leaders gave us did not seem
to satisfy us. How could this thing
be if Christianity were true, in this
enlightened day?
But soon the answer came. It came
not from the pulpits of the church. It
shaded gloom of artistic churches: ' came not from the chairs of ph
men. women and children coming to losophy in our, universities. It came
Christianity Caused War.
And, paradoxical though it. may
seem. Christianity was a success, not
because it prevented the war; but be
cause It was one of the chief causes
of the war. Does that sound hard to
you? Does it sound bloodthirsty? It is
not meant to be. Let us think about
it a bit. 'They who have set the world
upside down are come hither also.'1
"1 came not to bring peace, but
a sword." "Let him that hath no
sword,' sell his garment and buy one."
The church is a mustard seed, grow
ing, growing, putting forth its stalk,
then its leaves, then its sightly blos
som. But underneath the ground it's
roots are pushing this way and that,
disturbing the soil, and literally turn
ing it upside down. The church is a
lump of leaven put into a loaf. What
for? To settle it? O you housewives
who have had your bread to get so
light that it flows all over your spot
less kitchen floor, you know that the
first effect of yeast is not to settle,
but to stir to the furthermost peri
miter. The church is the arch revolu
tionist of the world. As we have seen
it for the last 25 years, its pews half
empty, its altars forsaken, Its priests
indifferent apparently, its schools for
the young badly managed and badly
taught in most cases, we haven't
thought of it as the most revolution
ary force in the world. But it was
even then. Why? Because, with all
its apparent deadness, it was func
tioning. It was carrying on its serv
ices, according to the pattern showed
us in the mount. Its sacraments were
being administered. Its gospel was
Some ardent s6uls were praying that
God's kingdom might come. And al
most one might say, that there was
no man, woman or child in the whole
wide, world, but was hearing oc
casionally something of the gospel of
Jesus Christ.
Gospel Full of Ideas.
The gospel is replete with ideas.
Ideas are the fomenters of revolution.
Tyrants abhor education, because
when men think they revolt. Little by
little the gospel ideas of, human
equality, liberty, justice, brotherhood,
democracy, have been taking hold of
men's minds. They don't know whence
they have come. But they know that
they are there. They demand realiza
tion. And so before the war, we were
all fighting under various banners.
all more or less hostile to each other,
for much the same ends. We called
ourselves by divers names socialists,
anarchists, I. W. W. W.s, republicans,
democrats, Christians. Some of us
fought blindly. Some of us fought
with hate in our hearts. Some of us
fought- wickedly. Some of us fought
selfishly. But all of us were more
or less dominated by the democratic
ideals of the gospel of Jesus Christ.
The roots were painfully cleaving the
soil. The leaven was causing the
dough to run over. The sword was
piercing. Revolution was smouldering.
And the leaven was reaching even
to those who fought against these
revolutionary ideas. Did you ever con
sider how the German kultur crys
tallized tbout these same gospel Ideas?
It was a negative philosophy. It was
not built upon faith in things which
exist, but upon denials. Higher criti
cism, which had its birth in Germany,
was not a positive thing, but a
denial of the divine source of the
scriptures. Her political philosophy
was a denial of New Testament de
mocracy. Her religion was a denial
of Christian principles. Paradoxically,
the gospel was the core of her system,
the positive pole about which her
negative coils were wrapped. So that
even here, the leaven had reached;
but chilled by the cold vacuum of
negation, instead of raising the lump
and lightening it, it settled it into
a dead mass of sticky useless dough.
War Clash of Ideals.
These two ideals, both of them, one
positively, the other negatively, in
spired by the gospel could not exist i
together in the same world. The war
was the result. Do you not see, there
fore, that we may say, in way of
which we may be proud, that Chris
tianity is a cause of the war? It is
the thing for which our men were
willing to fight.
And once again worldly criticism of
Christianity is being heard in the
midst of the world's readjustment. As
we were fighting before the war, and
as we laid aside our lesser differences
to fight together to win the war, so,
now that the war is won, we have
divided! into our old- categories again
and added some categories of which
we had not heard before, and once
more we are at it. "See," say the
critics, "how helpless the church is.
Here is anarchism, and L W. W.ism,
and bolshevism, and all the other isms
come back with seven other devils
more powerful than themselves, and
have entered into our civilization, and
the last state is worse than the first.
If Christianity amounts to anything
why does it not stem the tide of these
destructive influences? Behold, the
salt hath lost its savour and is hence
forth good for nothing but to be cast
out to be trampled under foot of
men." Again, the answer is clear. It
is the ideas propagated by the church
which are smouldering in men's minds
and which are causing the unrest.
Then, if the religion which you and
I profess, and practice, and support,
is the underlying cause of the con
dition of affairs in the world, while
we may well be proud that our leaven
is working, is there not also here a
challenge? Someone once asked Jane
Addams, "What is the cure for de
mocracy? Her reply was, "More de
mocracy?" What is the cure for the
disease of the world In ferment today?
"More Christianity." We have given
the world a truncated gospel. We
have taught them some of the under
lying ideas of Christianity. But all
has been fragmentary. It has not been
altogether our fault. We have given
the world as much of the gospel as it
would receive. And it has turned the
world upside down. How are we to
right it again? By giving the world
the whole gospel. If a little learning
is a dangerous thing, a little Chris
tianity is more so. I must not teach
the children in my church scheol hu
man equality, until I have first hum
bled them by showing them the il
limitable greatness and superiority of
God. The whole trouble with the
world today is that it is sick with a
fragmentary gospel. The task of our
age, the challenge to our faith, is to
give it the complete gospel of Christ's
Church Catholic to revive and real
ize that slogan of the Laymen's Mis
sionary movement of some years ago,
"The world .for Christ in this generation."
Constant Aggression rd.
"I came not to bring peace, but a
sword." Not a shield, did Christ
bring; but a sword. The shield is a
defensive weapon; the sword is of
tensive. Ours is the hand which
wields that sword today. We can no
longer be content to be those that
tarry with the stuff. Our place Is in
the line of battle. We are all, since
the great war, amateur strategists.
We have learned from the great mas
ters of warfare that an army always
on the defensive is a beaten army
It is the aggressor, the army which is
moving forward, the army which takes
the initiative, that will win. Christ
knew that, and it is why he gave us
a sword.
Ours is the hand which wields the
sword. But Christ's is the mind which
directs the hand. It is ours to wield,
but not to say in what direction it
shall be wielded. And how often must
we wield It in a direction, than which
we had rather it pierced our own
heart! Jesus first turned the sword
against the people of his own house
hold, and his own townsmen, against
his own brethren who believed ndt on
him, against the men of Nazareth who
cavfledi at him because he was of
them and presumed to teach them of
God. And that sword which Simeon
had prophesied should pierce through
the heart of the mother o God, was
not all of hell's forging. For even
against her on one or two occasions,
was the sword directed, for the eav-
ing of her soul. There is no time for
the burying of' our dead, there is no
time for the thinking of our friends
and relatives in this warfare. And
ofttlmes the first against whom Christ
bids us direct the sword is against
those of our own household. Against
the parents who object to their son
entering the priesthood, against the
brothers and sisters who laugh at the
piety of the young girl, against the
father-in-law and mother-in-law who
would wean the son-in-law or daughter-in-law
away from mother church.
But no matter, if the sword must be
directed first against these, let it be
so. He that will not forsake father
and mother, and brother and sister,
and wife and children and houses and
lands, for Christ's sake, and take up
his cross and follow after him, is not
worthy of him. But he that forsakes
all these and follows after him shall
have his reward manyfold in the king
dom of heaven.
And if the master mind directs the
sword against our most cherished pos
sessions our friendships.' the circles
In which we are influential we have
nothing but to strike. If the things
of the world are standing in the way
of our campaign, then we must over
throw the things of the world, as
they are found in us. The fighting of
this warfare .may mean a change In
your business policy, . the throwing
over of Influential friends who are of
the earth, earthly, the withdrawal
from the social coterie of which you
are a part. It is the world wo are
fighting, and one cannot be of the
world and of Christ too. No man can
serve two masters, for either he will
hate the one, and love the other; or
else he will hold to the one and tie
spise the other. Ye cannot serve God
and Mammon.
Battle ot ln Choosinc.
Neither can we say, "I will fight
here or I will fight there." We' are
all men under authority. When the
master saith, "Come," we must come,
and when he saith, "Go," we must go.
When he saith, "Do this." we must do
it. It is his to choose the sector, to
say if we shall go into the firing line,
or remain in the service of supply;
to say whether we shall don the uni
form and keep step, or work in the
factory; whether we shall serve as
an officer or occupy a humble place
in the ranks. We cannot say, "I will
do my bit here In this parish." We
know no parishes any more. Paro
chialism and diocesanism are things
of the past. The nation-wide cam
paign has killed them. Soldiers must
of course fight in regiments. And
the church must have Its divisions of
organization too." But all soldiers of
all regiments wear the same uniform
and belong to tlte same army, and
fight the same fight. We cannot say.
I am of.Apollos. or "1 am of
Cephas," or "1 am of Paul." For we
are all Christ's.
The hand that wields the sword is
the church. We call her the Catho
lic church, the universal church. We
must therefore wield it throughout
the whole world. The great war was
great because it was a world war. it
was a world war hich Christ inaugu
rated. "Go ye into all the world."
America Is not tho only land of the
fragmentary gospel. We are con
fronted not by a French revolution, or
an American revolution, but by a
world revolution. There Is Europe
, with her bolshevism. there Is China
I struggling to be born, there Is Japan
j with Just enough of Christianity to
I make her danueroua, there is Alrtoa
I crying for freedom. How rsn we
say. "my parish." or "my diocese," or
"there are enough heathen at home
to convert?" It was the Iron rini?
forged char round the central power
which brought victory. It is the sword
brandished in every corner of tf
earth whlrh will win for us the
battle. What In tho use of fmhtlni;
I. W. W. In America unless wo also
fight Its nource and spring the bol
shevism of Ilussia? What is the use
of fighting the heathenism of Amer
ica, but leave utitouehcl the. con
tagious heathenism of the rest of the
world, which threatens to engulf us?
The whole battle must be fought
everywhere at once. So, wherever the
command comes to point the sword,
there must it be pointed. If It is hull' for
the Russian church to put it In a posi
tion to fight tho forces of disintegra
tion In her country, there i must
fight. If It Is in China, so he It. Wher
ever our leaders tell us that the need If
great, there wo must sP.'iro no monV.
or prayers, or men, or women, to
fight that battle.
Nobly have wo begun. Wo havo
laid our plans for the campalKn on a
three-year basis. Wo are gathering
together the sinews of war. Tho na
tion-wide campaign, w hlt-H Is pro
ceeding so successfully, is hut tho
foundation for tho world-wide cam.
paign which wo must carry Into ex
ecution. The sword, the offensive weapon Is
ours. The defensive weapon, the
losing weapon Is the devils, His
weapons are the gates of hell, which
shall not prevail against the church
of the living Christ. And as our vic
torious army marches on lis way,
bearing the sword of the spirit.
shall come at last within slitht of
those ominous portals. And we shall
hurl ourselves HKHitmt them And
they shall give, little by little, al
ready weakened by the blows of tho
captain of our salvation, and at last
they shall fall Willi a crash and the
shout of victory shall arise. And In
the writing of tho history of that
war, let It not be said that ir divi
sion of the army of Christ, this great
historic Anglican church, wns Iho
least glorious. Ami I know th.it'
among the rcglmcnts.of this division
none may carry its banner niorn
proudly than ran this noble organiza
tion of xealous women, which call.i
Itself the Women's Aimillarv.
The Uoiisliolty's Kctiirfon, ty Judge Ufa observed that while there has been
B. Lindsey and Harvey O'HiKKins. har
per & Brothers. .New 1 ork cay.
Here arc' four thoughtful, "come,
fellows, let us get together" essays
ou these subjects: "The Doughboy's
Religion." "The Junker Faith,"
"Horses' Rights for "Women" and "A
League of Understanding."
Judge Lindsey of thtr well-known
juvenile court of Denver, Colo., is a
lover of humanity and a preacher for
that kind of social service of cheer
fulness that means love to one's
neighbors, although they be of all
the earth. Well, Judge Lindsey's
spirit is stamped over all the mes
sages in these four essays, or papers.
Jn "The Doughboy's Religion' we
recognize a mirroring of the judges
visits to the battle lines of our troops
in France and his concept of the new
spirit of service in religion and in
church vision and practice. He also
does his best to explain away the un
fortunate difference between many of
the soldiers and Y. M. C. A. workers
in France and' elsewhere.
The author believes also that some
sort of a league of nations should bo
consummated, so that the peace of the
world shall be better safeguarded in
the future.
A plea for a better understanding
of misunderstood Englishmen is made,
with arguments written in sensible
fashion.
The Practical Hook of Interior Decora
tion, by Harold Llonaldsun. Ahbot Mc
dure and Edmond Stratton Haloway.
Illustrated. J. B. Lippincott Co., New
York city.
Of course, to give full sway to the
helpful instructions of these authors
ono would require a house far out of
the reach of the ordinary wage earner
who earns so much per day. But there
are people of elegant leisure and
wealth to whom this book will prove
a friend in need, a friend that can a'od
does advise them how to make the
artistic, the house beautiful, whos"e
owner has an income in keeping with
it.
Our authors have borrowed freely
from a multitude of approved sources
and this help they cheerfully ac
knowledge. The book is an ornate
one. with seven plates in color, 283 in
double tone and a chart.
Among the contents of this valua
ble volume of 451 pages, with index,
we have chapters on interior decora
tion in Spain before the 18th century;
in England, America, Italy, Spain and
France during the 18th century and
prior to it; practical decoration and
furnishing, on these principles basis
of successful decoration, colors and
color schemes, walls as decoration
and as background, floors and their
coverings, windows and their treat
ment, arrangement- and balance of
furniture, furniture and its choosing,
decorative textiles, artificial lighting,
mantel decoration and garniture, pic
tures and their framing and decora
tive accessories.
In discussing the subject of inter
national inter-period decoration and
furnishing, we are instructed as to:
Assembling of styles, the renaissance,
the laroquo 17th century, the rococo
and the neoclassic.
It is art education to know such a
friendly book as this. It opens up
new visions of the house beautiful.
What a pity, though, these pretty
decorative effects cost so much money.
much writing on salesmanship, there
has been little on sales' management.
Our author is president of the Busi
ness Bourse, New York; sales en
gineer .and counselor: treasurer and
governor of the New York Sales Man
agers' club; he has worked also as
editor of Advertising and Selling
magazine and as. managing editor of
Printers' Ink. The book of 393 pages,
with index, is written in condensed,
sensible, systematic and modern style.
Mr. Frederick insists that to suc
ceed as sales manager one need not
hide the secrets connected with it as
a "black- art." He presents his book
with the assurance that with ordinary
perseverance and- common sense sales
manship can be learned.
"The type of sales manager who is
too often a successful road salesman
elevated to the job often finds it dif
ficult and even distasteful to study
customers in the masd; to average up
human nature; to analyze correctly
the complicated factors of distribu
tion and public psychology. The rapid
rise of advertising in selling councils
is due to this frequent temperamental
failure on the part of sales managers
to be able to visualize -abstractly,
to understand the intangible elements
of selling well and to effect custom
ers at long range.
"The problem of building and main
taining an organization large enough
I
velopment of good-will; sales admin-I Atkins, a sort of natural wanderer
istration and budgeting; selling cost who travels about with his good-
ana expense; practical saiesmansnip j iiatureu, miu uuuu ui a uluci wen,
Ifiiii.jfico, aiaiuaiuiiiig lilt; w vj i v ui
Belling; interlocking sales and adver
tising efforts; the study of aggressive
retail merchandising; working with
the jobber; stimulating and assisting
the dealer; sales system and graphic
records; sales engineering, investiga
tions and surveys; the statistics of
sales management; imagination and
vision; the story of an actual selling
campaign.
Americanization, by Dr. Kli Mayer. Ths
Sophereein company, Albany, N. Y,
Sensibly and intelligently written
and sure to make for the spread of
better Americanism, not only among
our native-born people but among
those of us who are or who intend to
become natuialized citizens of this
republic.
Dr. Finley, it appears, does not like
the phrase of "the melting pot" as
applied to our country because "he
culinary art is concerned more with
the things of the flesh than of the
spirit." He gives a new and il
luminating idea: The Greek thought
of the lampedephoria, or the torch
race.
The little book only extends to 37
pages. Its message, however, is pro
found, condensed and national.
MonVm Salt M una ferment, by J. George
Frederuk. D. Appleton fc Co.. New
York city.
It was recently observed by a busi
ness expert of wide experience that
American business needs sound devel
opment of sales management as a
trained profession and that selling
ability only can be developed through
A proper understanding of defined
rules on the subject It also has been
If- -
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A? ft
Copyright, Bain.
Judge Ren R. Unilsey author of
-The Doughboy's Religion."
to cover the country, to say nothing
of export selling, still is another
problem which salas management de
mands, calling for another set of fac
ulties, aptitudes and special abilities.
In a day of long-range selling on a
broad scale the need is absolute for a
sales manager who not only is an or
ganizer of men, but who also can
shape and carry out the widespread,
careful policies and apply the broad
principles which the new and greater
selling opportunity demands.
"It will be seen, therefore, that the
personal equipment of the sales man
ager is all important and is no longer
a matter of unusual personal ability
or a little natural gift of leadership.
It calis for a most unusual combina
tion of qualities which are rather
seldom present in one man, and when
they are not present must be intro
duced in the form of able staff assist
ance or consulting counsel, if the
business is to reach its logical suc
cess.' The. contents of the book are: The
saleS manager himself and his point
of view; shaping the product for the
market; the sales manager's relation
to the factory; building a good sales
organization: price-making and price
protection; the shaping of sound mar
keting policies; achieving successful
distribution; selling tlirect- and sell
ing through jobbers; creating demand
and educating customers; meeting
competition; splitting up sales terri
tory and selling quotas; the selection
of salesmen; methods of paying sales
men; prizes, bonus and stimulation
plans for salesmen; the scientific point
system for quotas and contests; sales
conventions, lectures and confer
ences; managing salesmen's tempera
ments and habits; sales school and
training methods; sales strategy; the
The Cinlden Poppy, bj Jeffrey Deprend.
J. W. Wallace & Co., Chicago.
Mr. Deprend is at home in writing
about Canada, and in this novel he
shows skill and vivid imiglnation in
fashioning types of interesting peo
ple of Quebec.
"The Golden Poppy" is dramatic,
pulsing, and poetical. It minors
beautiful, golden-haired Miss Isabelle
Labelle. and makes us acquainted
with her. just as she steps out of
convent life, to return to her parents
who live near Montreal.
.Isabelle makes her one mistake' in
life when she marries handsome but
good-for-nothing, dissipated Dr.
David Randon, instead of the man
who adored her, Pierre, practically
her adopted brother.
Dr. Randon looks on his wife as a
convenient means to extract money
from her drunken father, a farmer
and the recital principally reflects
Isabelle, as a wife, trying to do her
best with a careless, gambling hus
band.
No near affinities are pictured. The
novel is too safe, old-fashioned for
such social perils. It rather points
the moral of moderation and self
sacrifice, in troubled matrimony,
Isabelle, the heroine, is "the golden
poppy," and was so called by Pierre,
before he decided to enter a mon
astery.
because his father is good at heart.
' The boy effects the reformation of
his idle father, really a painter by
trade, and also a natural inventor.
How the boy makes a man of himself
is all told in a new American novel
really worth while. It is not of the
namby-pamby sort and has the right
ring.
The Queen of China, and Other Poems, by
Edward Shanks. Alfred A. Knopf, New
York City.
The arrival of a book of Mr. Shanks'
graceful poems is an important event
in current literature.
This book, it is stated, was awarded
the first Hawthorden prize of ?500
for the most distinguished work in
English letters published during the
year by an author under 40 years of
age.
For the first 99 pages there are
short poems, not all of England's
mighty part in the big war, but poetic
reflections on clouds, love, medita
tion, desire, beauty all of them of
more than ordinary merit. Especially,
one notes the exquisite choice of Eng
lish words in composition.
The one play", and that from which
THE LITERARY PERISCOPE
01
The Plot Against Mexieo. by I. J. de
Bekker. Alfred A. Knopf, New York
city.
Our author was formerly confiden
tial assistant to the United States war
trade board and his credentials also
show that for many years he has been
a student of Latin-American affairs.
Last year, it is stated, he traveled
1600 miles in Mexico, and previously
he had been a staff correspondent in
Cuba, Santo Domingo, etc. No doubt,
then, he has come into the possession
of much "inside" information.
In this carefully-prepared book of
295 pages he presents a view of Mex
ico and the Mexicans that is candid, in
forming, but one-sided. He pictures the
Mexicans as being more sinned a-gainst
by Americans than sinning. Other au
thors have written about Mexicans
they have met as bandits and robbers.
Mr. de Bekker delights in picturing
Mexicans, as gentle, human beings.
and says his efforts now are to defeat
the attempts "of a handful of pluto
cratic Americans to Involve the United
States in a war with Mexico under
pretext of intervention" for .the pur
poses of exploitation.
Mr. de Bekker interviewed i-resi-
dent Carranza and speaks of the latter
as the man who gave him "an impres
sion of kindliness, courage and intelligence."
The Halo of tilef, by Balton Hall. Brcn-
tanos. New York city. .
A sensible, calm, happy little book
hat teaches how to find consolation
and even ultimate surcease from
mental pain, caused by the death of
loved one, or. as our author puts
it, "and those things that seem worse
than death." .
Mr. Hall does not only appeal to
religion and ecclesiastical dogma
and certainly not to spiritualism. He
teaches that the soul does not die.
and that in the meantime "love is
enough." It even is shown that we
ought, when sorrow strikes us, get
away from ourselves and our self-
will, and do work and service for
others, or for a beneficial cause.
The Shepherd of the Sea, by Henry Lever-
ape. DoubieUay, Page A: Lo., Garden
City. N. Y.
Martin Jordan is the captain-mis
sionary of the schooner Wing and
Wing and is a 'strong man, also a
strong preacher. The novel takes us
Way up north to the ice, snow and
adventures that Jack 'London wrote
about so well. This tale is a healthy
one of surpassing interest and power
ful appeal. Jordan is a shepherd of
souls.
From Now On." bv Frank L. Packard.
George H. Doran Co., New lork city.
An exciting, dramatic American
novel of character-reformation, race
track activities, jail and love.
BY ETHEL R. SAWYER.
Director of Training Class, Library
Association of Portland.
NE of the most attractive fig
ures in literary" London is the
modest and courteous head of
the print room at the British museum.
This Is Laurence Binyon, a cousin,
I believe, of Stephen Phillips. He is
himself a poet and wrote what is by
many considered to be the noblest
poem on the war. He has recently
written a poetical play dealing with
Kj,ng Arthur and his knights, which
is to be produced, as an experiment,
at one of the big Londion theaters.
Love as a theme for stories and
novels "has a bad press" these, days.
says Louis Roubaud, a French writer
in T.'EuroDe Nouvelle. M. Kouoaua
blames world politics, especially the
alliance with Great Biitain, for this
i i sex literature in France.
The comradeship in arms and the later
the subject is taken, is "The Queen of anianace between the two countries
has brought English lniiuence w uv
in the field of literature.
replacing Gallic verv
and outspokenness. He discerns three
i.Anta in this eminently oin-io
nina, ana tne time is tne I4tn cen-i Droduct a streak of Puritanism,
tury of our era. tn ,na French spirit; the f
China, which, in literary structure
and scope of plot rivets the reader's
attention. It 'is a noble message, and
the writing is beautifully done. The
scenes are set in the royal palace off
The principal characters are the
king, the queen and the young prince.
The latter is sick with a mysterious
disease which the learned Chinese
physicians can't cure. At last, a sage
suggests that all the prince's servants
and the beautiful young woman sim
ply called "the queen," pass around
the bedside of the sick prince and
touch him. When the queen touches
the prince he is made well and jumps
up, healed. He had been suffering
from love, and didn't know it, or that
a sweetheart impatiently was wait
ing for him all the time.
The Martyred Towns of France, by- Clara
U. A. Laughlin. G. R. Putnam's Sons,
New York city.
Our author, whose address is Chi
cago, has lived enough in France, and
especially rural France, to write in
telligently' of it.
Her book of 469 pages is sympa
thetically written, not of the beaten
tourist paths in France that are so
well known, but. of rural, pastoral
France, where lie or once laid her
architectural treasures, now, alas!
marked, many of them, by. Hun spoil
ers. Many a simple, romantic story of
old France is relatedv of decided his
torical interest. The book also is up
to date and is written from the
French point of view.
She chapter heads: Soissons;
Amiens, Arras, Senlis, Compeigne,
Verdun, Laon, Peronne, Noyon, Rheims,
Coucy-le-Chateau, St. Quentin, Valen
ciennes, Lille, sundry small places,
Cambrai, Sedan,, the Marne valley
especially at Chateau-Thierry, Nancy,
the first American sector,' Metz and
Strasbourg.
It is certain that if no further
changes or new warfare break out
Europe in the near future, many
Americans who can afford to do so
soon will visit France and see for
themselves wat ruin, especially
among French cathedrals, churches
and castles, the Germans have made
in the recent wartime. By reading
this descriptive book of rural France
these prospective travelers will learn
much of profit.
AI-
Manon Iseaut, by the Abbe Prcvost
ired A. Knopf, New York city.
Translated from the French, by
Burton Roscoe, we have here an ex
quisitely fashioned French novel of
the old classics, copies of which, it is
stated, are now difficult and in cases
impossible to procure in English.
It is a presentation of what the
French call the "grand passion"
what we colder northern folks call
love and depicts the adventures and
opinions of a wonderful, lovely
French young woman who had, well,
various lovers and knew how to keep
them and often discard them, when
occasion suited.
Not a novel for young girls to read.
Catty Atkins, by Clarence Buddington
Keland. lilustratea. Harper .Brothers,
Nw York city. '
Just the quietly told, sensible novel
that boys will believe In and read. It
service princiDie in selling; the de- is about a boy. who is named Catty
Studies in Spanish-American Literature,
By Isaac uoiaoerg, fa. u. tfrentana s.
New York City.
With an appreciative introduction
by Professor J. D. MeFord) Smith, pro
fessor of French and Spanish lan
guages. Harvard university, this book
has more- than ordinary educative
value and it is a profit to read It, re
flecting as it does the literary treas
ures of different nations of Spanish
America.
We are treated to chapters on the
Modernista renovation, Ruben Davico,
Jose Enrique Rado. Jose Santos Cho
cano, Jose Marie Eugren and Rufino
Blanco-Fombona.
for
factor
.r famimam emDhasizing the equal
ity rather than the difference of the
sexes, and a love of sport, death to
languorous estheticism. His charac
terization of the English influence is
that it is "more anti-sensuu
anti -sentimental.'
Kipling's early verses were written
as digressions from the routine work
of a sub-editor on an Indian journal
-rwl were, as he says, "born io oe -
riiliced." They were made to ease
off the perpetual strife between the
manager extending nis
ments and the poet's chief, the editor
htin for his reading matter
Poetry by the foot rule was the way
it came and one measure oi m
cess was the approbation of his fore
man, a Moslem of culture, who would
ov "Von noetrv very good, sir; just
coming proper length today, iou giv
ing more soon? One-third column just
proper. Always can take on third
page."
The Editor comforts us withthe
almost positive assurance" that "Art
will not "go out on strike' ;' there
will never be a frwalkouf of au
thors." And the justification of this
neaf-prophecy follows. "Back of
every worth-while literary effort is
the longing for expression, the great
desire to sing or tell a tale or instruct
riiAw man or put one s
thoughts in order or satisfy ones
vanity. (This order is deliberate and
it is not the anti-climax it may seem
, first thought'.) We cannot line
these things up with the American
Federation of Labor, and we have no
wish to do so. ine moiviuuni i
everything in art, everything, that is,
iMt ia not suDDlied by the audience."
un much are we offered for the
suggestion that we solve future labor
troubles by an art propaKanu. iu.
tho workers: or should It De conauci
ed among the employers? Work as
a means of self-expression, as a thing
tn take nride In. a satisiaciion io
one's vanity (and we need no literary
or other artist to tell us now nine
vanity we can feel aboot much of the
present product) where have we
heard these things before? If the in
iviHnl were something in labor
would we find that by just that
amount he would be independent of
strikes and walkouts.'
One of the most popular of the Eng
lish "low-brow" writers was Nat
Gould, who recently died at the age
of 62, with 130 published novels to
his credit (?) and 22 more waiting to
appear. He represented the triumph
of imperturbability over criticism. He
committed every fault that is possi
ble to a writer, he murdered the Eng
lish language with the moral uncon
sciousness of a red Indian scalping
his conquered foe, he wrote always
on the same theme, his level was
quite uniformly bad and yet he sold
(and sells) by the millions. His se
cret really is very simple; he rested
secure on the fact that yeu can mas
sacre any amount of language with
impunity and even with approbation
if you lay no violent hands on the
conventions. In his books virtue al
ways triumphed, vice met its vile de
serts, and if people were made to talk
as no people ever talked anywhere,
they acted as their readers expected
them to act.
Franklin F. Adams, better known as '
F. P. A., "funny colyum" writer of
the New York Tribune, was attending
the opening performance at one of
the New York theaters. A lady sit
ting, two rows behind him was over
heard to whisper to her companion:
"My dear, did you ever seo such a
melancholy face In all your born
days? He must be an undertaker
trying to get his mind off his busi
ness. I wonder who he is."
Don Marquis of the New York Sun
has become a sort of aristocratic cap
italist, owing to' the great success of
his books. He is- several kinds of a
producer and a tremendous worker at
each kind. "He exudes 27 literary
styles and can write in an hour a
yard or two of smart, cutting, caus
tic epigrams that are like bits broken
from a Bernard Shaw essay."
Coleridge said: "The true antithe
sis of poetry is not prose, but
science." The poets open our eyes to
nature, but poetry is not and never
will be a work of scientific reference.
Science dissects facts; poetry human
izes them. '
In view of the pecent production of
the dramatization of Stevenson s
"Master of Ballantrae" it may be in
teresting to recall what the author
himself thought of this book. The
following extracts taken from his let
ters to his friend, Sidney Colvin and
his publisher E. L. Burlingame, give
us a peep into the thrills and the se
cret doubts of authorship. Stevenson
began the story at Saranac lake, in
the Adirondacks, in 1887. He writes:
"I have fallen head over heels into
a new tale, 'The Master of Ballan
trae.' No thought have I now apart
from it and I have got along up to
page 92 of the draft with great inter
est. It is to me a most seizing rale;
there are some fantastic elements;
the niost is a dead genuine human
problem human tragedy, I should
say rather. . . . Clementina (af
terwards Alisan). Henry and Mackel-
lar (nicknamed Squaretoes) are real
ly very fine ifellows; the Master is
11 I know of the devil. I have
known hints of him, in the world;, but
always cowards; he is as bold as a
lion, but with the same deadly.
causeless duplicity I have watched
with so much surprise in my two
cowards. ...
"It is a howling good tale at least
these first four numbers are; the end
is a trifle more fantastic, but 'tis all
picturesque . . . they (the last
parts) shame, perhaps degrade, the
beginning. I wish I knew: that was
how the tale came to me, however. I
got the situation; it was an old taste I
of mine: The older brother goes ouf
In the '45, the younger stays: the
younger, of course, gets title and es
tate and marries the bride designate
of the elder a family match, but he
(the younger) had always loved her
and she had really loved the elder.
Do you see the situation? Then the
devil and Saranac suggested this de
nouement and I Joined the two ends
In a day or two of constant feverish
thought and began to write. And
now I wonder if I have not gone too
far with the fantastic? The elder
brother I an Incubus; supposed to bo
killed at Culloden, he turns up again
and bleeds the family of money: on
that stopping he comes and lives with
them, whence flows tho real tragedy,
the nocturnal duel of the brothers
(very naturally, "and indeed, I think,
inevitably arising), and second, sup
posed death of the elder. Husband"
and wife now really make up and
then the cloven hoof appears. For
the third supposed death and the
manner of the third appearance is
steep; steep, sir. It is even very
steep, and I fear it shames tho honest
stuff so far; but then it Is highly pic
torial, and it leads up to the death of
the elder brother at the hands of the
younger In a perfectly cold-blooded
murder, of which I wish (and mean)
the reader to approve. You sec how
daring is the design."
of many of Its features, the monthly
bulletin, with brief reviews of new
books added to Ihe shelves, has hi en
resumed. The January rdllinli canto
off tho press the past week and In
cludes Is paKes of Informal inn about
the recent literature on the library
shelves.
BIOGRAPHERS BUSY LOT
Life Stories or I'ublic C'liuraclcrs
Koccivcd ut Library.
Biographies of men in the public
eye are among the most interesting
of the new books recently added to
the shelves of Portland central
library. Of particular Interest to
those watching the stage and its de
velopment in America w ill be the life
of David Hclasco, written by William
Winter. Rear-Admiral Fiske has
written the story of his own life,
which he publishes under the title f
"From Midshipman to Rear-Admiral."
John MeCormack, tho singer, has told
the story of his career to U I". V. K.
Key, who has put it in form for pub
lication.
Among the travel books of interest
is an account of Alaska today by
Agnes R. Burr. The book Is illustrated
In color. Other titles from the long 1
list are: "Housing the Unskilled Wage
Earner." Uy Mrs. I'.. Wood; "Hook of
Cheese," by Charles Thorn and W. V.
Fisk: "Labor Turnover." by F. H.
Colvin; "Tragedy of Hetlis." by t.i. II.
Knapp and a new- book in thei
'Johnny" series, "When Johnny
Comes Marching Home," by Mildred
Aldrich.
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but a tew rent al any drug ftore,
but is sufficient lo remove every
hard corn, ofl corn, or corn be
tween ihe toes, and the rallutrt,
without soreness or irritation.
Frrczone is ihe sensational dis
covery of a Cincinnati genius.
Just Apply This Paste
and the Hairs Vanish
Library Bulletin Appears Ajtaln.
For the first time since tho war
limited the funds of Portland central
library and caused the rutting down
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