The Sunday Oregonian. (Portland, Ore.) 1881-current, June 25, 1922, SECTION THREE, Page 8, Image 50

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TTTB SUNDAY OREGONIAX, PORTLAND, JUNE, 35, 1932
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J I THE MELTING POT AGAIN. !
j One is reminded that the process
f "transforming aliens to citizens
Still is active by attnouncemetit that ,
the most recent Portland naturali
sation class comprises-almost two
fruridred applicants. For five years
fr more each individual has dwelt
in the United States, has complied
with preliminary forms and now
Earnestly desires to enter the na
tional family as a full brother. That
is good, for in some such manner
and; from identical sources the
eountry acquired its characteristic
spiritual and political identity by
the! blend of varied nationals, by a
most . fraternal commingling: of
tloods. Yet to the average Ameri
can, whether hie degree was con
ferred by law or birth,-there must
arise the inevitable question what
tnanneT of citizens will these men
make? and .the trust that merit
and; sincerity alone shall win ac
ceptance of the applicants.
None will gainsay the fact that
he; nation, over gracious in wel
coming strangers, has in -the past
fduridered to its own sorrow and
bitter cost. These wene the excep
tional instances wherein those who
sought our national sanctuary and
professed to be of us. proved in
grates, traitors and rogues. To off
set such memories, and far to sur
pass them, we have about us in
daily life those many, many thou
eandis millions of alien-bom who
achieved citizenship in the right
epUrit and who wear it proudly and
competently. Whatever lack of in
spiration, of insight, may have been
theirs when they crossed the seas,
the breadth and freedom of our'in
Btttutions gave to them the vision
and made of them American citi
zens. Almost we have forgotten
that they were bom beyond the
borders, and certainly we do not
recall that fact with any save the
kindliest feeling. They are Ameri
cans. The processes which made
them so were identical with those
who conferred the new nationality
upon the fathers and grandfathers
of ihe native-born.
Yet we have the right, and should
exercise it, to inquire searchingly
iato the motives of the seeker after
citizenship. It is a degree, a knight
hood of the republic, not lightly to
be given. No fraternal order of the
many would accept, if cognizant of
the truth,, a novice whose purpose
in applying was at heart, but selfish
, and insincere. America as a fra
ternity without a peer would pro
ceed most unwisely if it did not at
tempt to search the spirits as wel!
a$ the minds of the men who come
to crave a boon. It is vastly more
important to know with assurance
tijat the applicant has learned to
love the" land, than to make certain
that he is proficient in civil govern
ment and national history even
though the latter are tests that
should never be dispensed with,
constituting as they do proof of
Bbudy and good faith.
!Not many months ago, at a port
iii Europe, an American writer
talked with representatives' of the
A'merican immigration service
Whose duty it was to inspect aliens
taking ship for the United States.
From his own observation and
fom that which they told him he
deduced that not every European
jrfjrrth who quits his millet mush for
the steaks of America is either
fitted or desirable or sincere as a
prospective citizen. And aside from
the certainty that a lower standard
if living, thus introduced into the
Country, must occasion economic
difficulty before the alien is ad-
Justed to America, he perceived a
Spiritual difference even, more dis
concerting.
S Thus, when a trio of peasant
Vouths were sounded on their atti
tude toward war, in the event that
Ameraca snouia take up arms
again, it was discovered that none
of them hod the remotest notion
that his residence, his citizenship,
Carried an obligation to defend the
" land of his adoption. "War?" they
repeated, once the idea had glim-
fnered home. "What would we
have to do with war? Why Should
we fight for America? We are go
SnjJ there to make money." It was
obJV too apparent that further
Jvds would be wasted. . Ethically,
spiritually, the hopeful . voyagers
wene a triple blank. 'They were
jETOing to America xto better them
selves, to feed fat upon the fatness
"of the land, and the notion that
Anything might be expected in re
turn was utterly beyond them.
Even the Einstein theory could not
Jiave interested them less. - They
were; doubtless, very average sam
ples of our immigrants f torn- the
ese enlightened nations of Europe;
One could only trust and pray that
Ihe future, the contact with Ameri
canism, would work a miracle.
Save for a miracle, sound clti
kenshlp In less than two or three
generations cannot be constructed
from such materials. Americanism
is an ideal so vital to the country,
fco essential to . our national iden
tity, that it were well to sound each
Immigrant upon his concept of it
Seven before the gangplanks are
lowered. If there exists the faint
est understanding of the privilege
bought, of the obligations implied,
Mhe truths which stand so solidly
behind the desirability of this land
above others, It is probable that
the wishful one will make a citizen,
though, he may not have two cop-
pera to jingle. . But it this inspira
tion, this , vision is lacking or in
sincere, or subject to qualification,
the sea lane back to the native
shore should be unhesitatingly and
invariably indicated.
THK PURPOSE OF A VACATION.
The annual exodus from moun
tains to seashore and to mountains
is a reminder that the chief pur
pose of vacation is change. It is
idle to argue that people need not
go to the beach because those who
are already there want to get away
for a spell. ' The, secret of good
health, which rrftans efficiency and
is a Step" toward longevity, lies in
getting out of a rut, as one of our
near-centenarians recently said.
The human mind' is so constituted
that it prospers best In a state of
activity. When performance of its
functions becomes mechanical it is
on the' road jto decay4 Better wear
out than rust out'eontains but half
a truth. The fact is that rust
causes infinitely more casualties
than decay.
There are sound physiological
reasons why change Is desirable
occasionally, and sounder psycho
logical ones. Idleness is not neces
sarily rest, though a new occupa
tion nearly always is. Hygienists
tell us that we heed not be alarmed
if we ; return . from our vacation
trips utterly exhausted and requir
ing a day i or two to "recuperate
from rest ' ' An' infinitely intricate
reaction Sag been Ijaking place in
the cells of bodyand .brain, the full
benefits of ""which may not be im
mediately apprehended. But the
readjustment soon takes place, and
studies of the chemistry of fatigue
have shown that the man who has
had . relief from monotony soon
overtakes and passes the man who
has not. ,., . , . . .
That is one reason why it is
likely to be more profitable to go
away for even a short distance to
loaf than to stay at home and do
the same thing. Unconsciously we
cerebrate in a new track when new
scenes are unfolded before us. The
eye may not comprehend Jt all or
the body ' be sensible of the differ
ence, but the process goes on just
the same. -
The principle -applies with equal
force to those who have become
'all run down" from having noth
ing to do. The real vacation for
that kind of people may be enjoyed
at hard work.
A ROAD TO THE CAVES.
The bear that Elijah Davidson
pursued into a craftny in a Jose
phine county mountain nearly half
a century ago opened the eyes of
Oregonians to another of the won
ders of their own state, but like
the prophet of old, he was a long
time winning appreciation in his
own country. The incident in ques
tion occurred in 1874, and it has
taken until 1922 to get a convenient
and passable highway to what un
doubtedly is one of the real won
ders-of the west. - -
The Mammoth caves of Ken
tucky, which for two generations
were "a mecca for sightseers from
all parts of the United States, are
hardly more wonderful; they sur
pass only in explored extent, but
not at all in beauty, the caves of
Oregon. It is 'not as well known
as it ought to be, indeed, that in
many particulars Oregon's caves
excel those of her sister state.
Nature is a lavish decorator out
this way. In interior no less than
in exterior artistry she works with
exceeding deftness. The drive to
the caves as Well as the beauty of
the spectacle withirf them is a con
stant succession of surprises to
those who- are not familiar with
scenery as we have It in Oregon
Quite naturally, the new interest
created, by the completion of the
road to the caves will stimulate
exploration within. The curiosity
of men can be depended on to dis
cover all that there is to know
about the inside as well as the out
side of the earth. The three or
four miles of galleries now 'open
to the public are in all likelihood
but a small part of the great laby
rinthian mystery. There is an in
teresting theory that the passage
ways 'extend entirely through the
summit of the Siskiyous and into
California. If it is true it will soon
be known. There may be better
ways of traveling from Oregon to
California, but none which so
challenge the interest of our young
sters of all- ages, in whom the pas
sion for exploration is as keen as
the appetite for food.
CUTTING TERMINAL COST.
Absorption of switching charges
by the three principal steam rail
roads entering the city and reduc
tion to the minimum of the .charge
of the Portland, Railway, Light &
Power company will relieve busi
ness on the east side of a serious
burden and will especially facilitate
exchange of traffic between rail and
ship. The railroads should be given
due credit for promptly granting
the request of the shippers.
The most serious- objection to
separate ownership of railroad
tracks within the ciy being thus
removed, vacation of streets needed
for access to the new terminal
ground will give shippers the full
benefit of that system. The city
can then proceed to inquire into the
subject of unified control of all
'terminals and tracks within the city
with a view to operation as a belt
line and as a single terminal sys
tem. This may be done in co-oper
ation with the state public service
commission and, if a plan cannot
be arranged by negotiation with
the railroad companies, . the power
of the interstate . commerce com
mission "to require joint or com
mon - use of terminals, including
main line track or tracks for a rea
sonable distance outside of such
terminals," . might. : be invoked,
Though the merger controversy
raises doubt as tothe future con
trol of some of the property in
question, it disposes the railroads
concerned to court the favor of the
public and thus may be turned to
advantage in a general adjustment
of the.termlnal question. AH of the
preliminaries to final consolidation
might be carried through without
interference with the improvements
now in progress, for no property
rights need be impaired, and Guild's
lake Is a logical site for consolidat
ed terminals, v , .
This subject is -closely connected
with the srowthJof this port's com.
merce, for ihat rftust be pushed in
close competition with Puget sound
ports. -The volume of trade, either
coastwise,, intercoastal or foreign.
will depend on our handling it with
at least as greaeconomy of money
and time as by our competitors, and
a difference of even a nickel a ton
may decide which port shall handle
entire cargoes. Extension of raU
roads throughout central and south
ern Oregon is at hand.and, as much
of that region will be little farther
from San Francisco than from Port
land, we may have to compete with
San Francisco for its business. Rail
roads have begun to realize that,
with intense. Independent water
competition, they must rely less on
transcontinental traffic aad more
on that which comes by water to
the coast for them to haul inland
aAd vice versa. Hence they should
incline more to promote economy
in interchange of traffic with ship
ping lines and, when the same rail
road serves two competing ports,
each port will need to be on the.
alert lest the railroad favor one by'
readier co-operation in this respect
than with the other. -'
THE PRISON MEMOIRS OF DEBS.
The prison, memoirs of Eugene V.
Debs, as was to be expected, proVe
to be the blend of fanatic idealism
and blind faith that is the texture'
of the man. America has never
despised nor hated him; nor dis
counted' his motives, nor at any
time seen him other than as an
altruist. He was sent to prison be
cause, in. a moment of national
peril, no man could say the things
he said and keep his liberty. Amer
ica regards him as a trifle mad
as one who dreams and fancies his
dreams are prophetic. It is from
this viewpoint that America will
regard his memoirs.
Debs found only good in prison.
Rather he discovered all prisoners
to be mellow at . heart and mopt
prison officials to be brutes in
uniform. Thieves and murderers
were his mess-mates, and in these
he perceived virtues that a bitter
world refused to see. The world
cannot quite agree with him. It
believes in ; redemption, , but it
knows from the fullness of expe
rience that society must war ,to the
end with its renegades. It must
tight or. be overwhelmed. Debs, to
the contrary,' ;-" holds that every
Incarcerated being Binned through
the fault of society, and suffers for
the negligence of government. Mea
culpa.
The attitude is that of the sen
timentalist, not-the man. of senti
ment. Sentiment is always ready
to aid and serve, though the service
of sentiment connotes a true reason
for its invocation. But sentimen
tality will weep for the sorrows ofr
the thug and stretch a hand to the
pervert. Sentimentality would open
the doors of every jail and flood the
land with crime and criminals.
When we grow sentimental over
those repentant ones who sinned
and were sentenced, it. is well to"
remember that those they wronged
have a greater claim upon our pity
the widows of murdered men, the
despoiled, the forsaken, the hun
dreds and thousands of lives that
have been marred by criminals
against whom society could but in
voke a term in prison. Unfortu
nately we are yet a long way from
the fruition of ideals, when there
will no longer be need for bolts and
bars, and sheriffs and courts. And
we must continue to face our prob
lems as they are, not as the senti
mentalists see them.
FRIENDLY OLD SHOES.
Intent on'the pursuit of Fashion,
who sauntered down a column con
cerning what men wear, we were
chagrined to discover our delin
quency in shoes. It appears that,
to quote the authority, there are
several essential varieties of foot
gear, including "types of shoes for
town and' country, for yachting,
fishing, camping .and hunting." To
be regarded as well dressed, in any
given environment, one must com
ply with the dictum or be -er
confused. The horror- of forgetting
such a social obligation and, let us
say, going fishing with a pair of
boots that were intended for a hill
ramble, must scar the soul tissue of
the culprit:
Yet the guilty feeling engendered
by the paragraph, we were grati
fied to note, passed gradually but
pleasantly away as thought revert
ed fondly to a battered and, friendly
old pair of brogans which rest be
hind the closet door those faithful
servitors, scarred and patched like
any valiant retainer, which have
been on occasion our town and
country shoes, our yachting, fish
ing, campaign and hunting shoes.
Honest leather went to their mak
ing, and honest stitches, and stub
born hobnails, and, they have left
many a happily honest mile behind
them. " To feel their pliant caress
through woollen sox is to suspect
that Mercury has tipped each heel
with a wing, and that a seven-
league stride is simplicity itself.
They fidget foF the open road.
Once,, when "yachting," those
shoes well recall, the snub-nosed
rowboat poked herself under the
current in emulation of the mudhen
she so resembled, and. left their
owner floundering in swift blue
water. It was quite the event of
'yachting" circles that day, an. in
cident to shatter the shackles of
the humdrum, and when they had
fished him out and set him ashore
the shoes squelched with pride and
importance. They were the shoes
dried on feet, which any old shoe
will inform you is far, more sen
sible than being dried on a shoe
tree or set before a fire. They
walked a -mile that evening, shed
ding mud by the way, a mile into
sunset, where the firs" were dark
and crooning against an ineffafcle
delight of color.
Time and again we have taken
them to the country for an outing
our country snoes. There was
a day when their print in the dust
was sharp and trenchant, each hobs
nail recording itself. ' Now - they
have done with pride, the nails are
worn, the soles are -spatulate, and
their impress is not unlike that of
the storied dinosaur. However, be
twixt and between, they have trav
ersed a deal of country, have tar
ried by many a spring, have haft
tened when a squirrel was to be
seen, have loitered .when the sun
was high and the shade good. They
climbed a long hill up from the
Molalla river one afternoon in Aug
ust, a long and shard-strewn, hill
that seemed interminable up and
up from the clover of the green val
ley to the red lilies of the dusty
burn. . Ana this without a blister,
Our country shoes.
For fishing and camping, too
they have proved indispensable
though the criterion insists that
they should have differed in style.
What streams have they not wad
ed, gripping the moss of the river
bed rocks, when, there were days
to be spent in seeking ever arpund
the next bend -for the pool of the
big one? About what camps have
they not tramped ashes down, that
time the bacon wag hot in the an
and the flapjacks cold in the
breeze? Good serviceable yachting,
camping, tramping, fishing, thunt
ing and country shoes wherewith,
if the ax seemed slothful, one might
spring upona two-by-four and re
duce it to kindling lengths.
- The friendliness of an old shoe
It needed no inspiration to evolve
the simile that sprang from such a
thought. Fashions . irr town and
country shoes may come and go,
wax and wane, but ever there will
be those unregenerate noncom
formists who know of a pair that
cannot be Improved on, and the re
tirement of which shall be enforced
by dilapidation alone. Having haled
them from their hiding, our friends
of old cfays, -we have - determined
that with another" patch or so, a
stitch here and there, they will en
dure for. yet another season our
yachting, ' fishing, camping, hunt
ing, general utility shoes. ' ,
A ROUGH AND READY SOUL-SAVER.
- The Rev. Joab Powell, whose
memory will be honored by the
Willamette valley Baptists at the
settlement in the forks of the San
tiam, which he made famous in
the early days, was a unique and
eccentric character. The event of
which this Is the seventieth anni
versary is the establishment of the
little colony in the neighborhood of
Providence, where the Rev.- Mr.
Powell and his. fellow immigrants
settled in 1852. The Providence
Baptist church was not organized
until the following April, but some
idea of the vigor of this pioneer
evangelist's methods is obtainable
from the church records, which
show that the membership was
doubled in the first year.
But it is necessary to a correct
appraisal of his efforts that we
shall understand something of the
conditions under which he labored.
The pioneers among whom he was
a leader were firm believers in
work as the outward and visible
symbol of faith within. The Eev.
Mr. Powell toiled with his hands
for the means of sustenance the
while he helped lay the foundation
for what is now seen to have been
a religious and moral undertaking
of vast importance, to the state.
' The, region of the Santiam was
well calculated to inspire its habi
tants with religious safetiments. To
newcomers in the territoryit seemed
a veritable Eden. It was this lo
cality which had inspired the Rev.
Ezra Fisher to write, in the autumn
of 1849: "Traveled 23 miles this
day over some of the most delight
ful parts of Oregon. . . . Per
haps no part of the world can ex
hibit, at one glance of the eye,
so admirable a combination of the
beautiful, the grand and the sub
lime." There were rumors at one
time that the sands of the Santiam
contained gold but, fortunately for
the peace of mind of the people,
this proved to be ill-founded. The
3000 or more souls that Mr. Powell
is reputed to have saved were
the product of self-denial perhaps
without parallel in the history of
rnoie recent times. The Providence
church, as is attested by the Rev.
C. H. Mattoon in his "Baptist An
nals of Oregon," became one of the
most important in the Central Bap
tist association and at one time
numbered 400 members, among
whom were several men of high
prominence in the political history
of Oregon. These have given testi
mony on more than one occasion to
the influence of the "harp with a
thousand strings," as Mr. Powell
used to be called,, in molding the
characters of men.
But ,an inadequate conception of
the kind of man he was is obtained
from the statement of the historian
that he "was unquestionably the
eccentricity of Oregon." He be
longed to the rough and ready
school of evangelism. He was un
lettered but not ignorant, was pro
foundly versed in human nature
and in later life knew his bible so
nearly by heart as to be practically
independent of the printed text, and
his hymn, book, which he always
called his "song book," he remem
bered from cover to cover. For
years he would accept no compen
sation for his preaching except the
care of himself and his horse.
Though he subsequently modified
his views to the extent of accept
ing that which was "freely con
tributed," the question of the pas
tor's salary never became an issue
in any congregation to whih he
ministered.
It was the era of the circuit rider
and the itinerant. The Rev. Mr.
Powell was both, as the records of
the churches at Good Hope,. Wash
ington, Butte, Pleasant Valley, Scio
and Sublimity, and the memories
of hundreds of pioneers from the
Columbia to the Umpqua attest. He
was a remarkable man, who lived
in a stirring and romantic period,
and in honoring his memory theJ
descendants of those who profited
by his precept and example are
preserving a -set of traditions of
permanent value to the people 'of
the present day.
THREE IN ONE. !
The spooky sketchbook, with its
eerie but skillful drawings, has
been declared by an eastern
psychiatrist to be interesting as a
psychological phenomenon but
wholly without worth as proof that
the ghostly fingers of the dead in
spired the deft touch of the living.
In brief, he concisely summed for
us ajrather vague suspicion that it
was natural enough, this sDirit art
if we "but understood the why. A
brain ' quirk, not normally active,
is responsible such an impulse as
comes to the deluded insane, who
often draw and - paint for their
pleasure when in the madhouse,
though before their affliction they
evinced -no trait of the artist..' Not
that the psychic demonstrators are
touched with madness, but merely
that the same source of , un
suspected, and uncanny talent has
been, tapped.
" The investigator, who recently
reviewed the interesting New York
exhibit of pictures purporting to
have been created under spirit
guidance, found them amazingly
similar to the many he had pre
viously studied as the work 'of
insane. They were, one Imagines,
not unlike the futurist a.nd futurist
schools of art, as well. Perhaps
even our psychiatrist erred in the
too hasty assumption . that the
brains which conceived them were
unclouded. "The pictures," he
said, "arise- from the dream sources
of the mind, usually latent, but
frequently stimulated by insanity."
It was last year, one recalls, that
a learned German psychologist pre
sented an extensive and alarming
array of sketches and paintings
each the effort of an insane person.
The similarity of the individual
pictures, and as a group, to the
presumably inspired masterpieces
of the newer school of art was at
once apparent Now it seems that
out of the queer complex of the
human mind, sane or insane, arises
a third development of the same
school, the same genre, identical in
oddity of subject and freedom ' of
treatment. If . the wraiths of a
hundred artists have become con
cerned over spiritism, and are bent
upon manifesting themselves by the
passive hands of involuntary me
diums, it must be for the sufficient
reason that none gave them honor
when they excited the madman to
draw, or the futurist to daub.
'THB TURK SURE OF IMMUNITY.
AH. the fair promises of Europe
to deliver the Christians from the
tyranny of the Turk have simmered
down to an agreement to send;' a
commission to Asia Minor for the
purpose of investigating the atest
massacres and deportations of Ar
menians and Greeks. The United
States has agreed to appoint a rep
resentative on the commission on
the distinct understanding that it
commits us tj no action, only to
ascertainment of facts.
There is no probability that Mus-
tapha, Kemal would permit the
commission to go where It would
unless he was compelled by su
perior force, which means war. The
allies would not make war, because
that would be the signal for Mus
tapha Kemal to send an alarm
throughout the Moslem world that
the infidels were attacking the
citadel of the faithful. Each of the
allies has many million Moslem
subjects, and the last thing they
want is a rebellion to suppress. Far
otherwise, France and Italy are
dickering with that multi-murderer,
Mustapha Kemal, for conces
sions in Anatolia'. Also the Turks
have friends in all countries of the
allies who say that the Greeks and
Armenians have, massacred Turks
by way of reprisal, and they de
mand that the inquiry extend to
these excesses also.
So we expect either that no in
quiry will be permitted or that the
wily Mustapha Kemal will steer the
commission away from the scenes
of his crimes or will remove all
traces of them, sucft as piles of
human bones and will kill or de
port all witnesses. He is likely to
marshal a host of witnesses to mas
sacres of meek and gentle Turks by
savage, ruthless Greeks and Ar
menians, and to conjure up in his
imagination slaughters that never
happened. There may be a circum
stantial report, full of condemna
tion of massacre, but Asia Minor
will remain in its state of savagery
in the very birthplace of ancient
civilization.
The right moment for extinction
of Turkish barbarism was when Al-
lenby's army swept through Syria
to the Taurus mountains, when the
last Turkish army in Mesopotamia
surrendered, , and when the -sultan
begged for an armistice. Then
nothing but winter stood in the way
of a complete allied occupation of
Anatolia. But at that time Ger
many and Austria were in the act
of surrender and the allies were
sighing for peace. The only na
tion that is now free from the hin
drance of many Mohammedan sub
jects, therefore free to deal with
the Turk as he deserves, is the
United States, but we have no na
tional Interest in the matter, hence
it Is none of our business, and cru
sades are out of date by several
centuries The Turk is likely to
go his own murderous way until
some nation, perhaps Greece, be
comes strong enough and angry
enough to dispose of him once for
all. Until then one of the hopes
awakened by the world war will
remain unfulfilled. .
ENRICHING THE LANGUAGE.
It Is something in evidence of
general good taste, more or less
prevalent at all times, that so little
of the slang current in earlier years
has found confirmation with lin
guistlc authorities. ' Slang is essen
tially a product of its own day,
and fortunately the most of it
passes with its own day. Much
of the slang of twenty, ten
and even of five years ago, is
incomprehensible to the present
rising generation; and it may well
be doubted if anything of the ultra
modern lingo associated with flap
perism will survive. With that
doubt goes also the hope that it
will not, since it is largely mean
ingless and useless, and in instahces
strikingly disrespectful and often
slve.
Slang is not wholly to be con
demned. , Rigid observance of
purist rules does not always tend
to clarify the expression of thought.
Clogs to understanding that will
not yield to the most classical turn
of a phrase may sometimes be
swept away by the force of slang;
and many words of slanglsh origin,
for this reason, have been adopted
into the language to its permanent
enrichment. As to all the remain
der of it, the slang of bygone days
has sunk back into the obscurity
from which it so briefly emerged.
Makers of new words, more per.
sistent arid less frivolous than the
ephemeral slangists, have been cor.
respondingly more successful. New
words, sprung of sound roots, have
thrived in every generation, as any
fat dietignary of today will prove
oy cctiiiparjatm witu iLa last pre
viouS edition. But there must be
sound reason for such words. In
the manufacture of the artificial
kind, meaningless in fact, yet
euphoniously filled with what
seemed almost- to be sense, the suc
cess of Lewis Carroll has probably
never been matched. Yet even the
glossary which he issued in exten
uation of his inimitable dramatic
adventure of The Jabberwock did
not serve to fix a permanent place
in language for any word of
his quaint vocabulary save one.
"Chortle" seems to be the sole
separate survivor, though The Jab
berwock, as a whole, Has by no
means run its course:
Present-day publishers of word
books, large and small, give warn
ing in their advertisements that
many entirely new words came into
being during the world war, and
that intelligent conversation now
depends upon an understanding of
these words. Specifications that go
with this warning give risky ground
for contrary prediction; yet while
we may admit that "buddy" will
endure as a term of comradely
endearment, we.must be permitted
to cherish doubts as to "blimp." j
. On much safer ground may be j
predicted the refusal of the people i
to indorse and accept the unneces- J
sary enlargement of words occa-1
sionally attempted in careless
"journalese,", and mnch more fre
quently noted in the output of bud
ding statesmen and political ora
tors. Some otherwise - capably
edited newspaperl - have been
known to admit that a house had
been "burglarized," but the number
that go to the- extent of discussing
"burgSrization" is ; happily few.
Interesting, and we ' hope inconse
quential, efforts along this : line
have been noted by a correspondent
who has attended several recent
political gatherings in the ' north
west, wherein speakers have over
stepped the bounds of etymological
prudence in trying., to sway the
minds of their hearers.
Increase of the size and sonority
of words seems to have been the
object : sought by these speakers.
Taxing bodies have been scored for
having spread a levy that meant
nothing , less than "conf Isticatlon"
of property. In a Washington state
convention it was said that the poll
tax had ..been "computated" to
yield a gross revenue in excess of
J2, 500,000 - annually. . Another
speaker urged reception of women
in party councils on equal terms
with men and not on any basis of
"femininism." Still another, calling
for protection of the peoples' heri
tage, demanded a comprehensive
policy of "reforestization."
Being bigger words, they sound
bigger; requiring greater ' wave
lengths perhaps they carry far
ther. But it's dangerous business
to send the tongue tripping up
against a word like "femininism";
for if the speaker gets going fast
the number of syllables is likely to
multiply indefinitely, as in a stut
tering description of. a bed of
narcissuses by one who spurns the
simpler Latin plural. . The still
greater danger is that some who
hear these self-improved words
may go away with the notion that
they are real words, and may there
after use them to the point of cer
tain rebuke and humiliation.
With- the British parliament
awakening to the menace of the
narcotic traffic, the day draws
appreciably nearer when there will
be international regulation that wll
really work. The sale of habit
forming drugs has long been a
penal offence except for medicinal
purposes, but it has not stopped the
traffic, and the British home secre
tary was moved recently to declare
that it was useless to expect the
police to detect the importation of
dangerous drugs, such, as cocaine.
while unregulated and unrestricted
production, was allowed in other
countries. The Hague opium con
vention was excellent so far as it
went, but it did not go .far enough.
It is needed that all civilized na
tidns shall " adopt measures as
drastic as that recently provided
by congress, and this will be done
when it is learned that it is im
possible for any . people to profit
as a whole by an immoral ana
illicit business.
The health commissioner of New
York is chided by a newspaper for
recommending that there be a
musical Instrument in every 'home.
It wishes that he might have to
live In an apartment with a trom
bone player on one side, a saxo
phone on the other and a ukulele
overhead. But "musical Instru
ment" was the term the health
official used.
Signor Marconi Is said to have
made eighty-five voyages between
Europe and America, a distance in
all of almost half a million miles,
and when he perfects a wireless
that will go that far he will be
ready to begin conversing with the
man in the moon.
With "American Moonshine
Whisky" on the official wine card
of the steamship George Washing
ton, are we .. entitled to know
whether the internal 'revenue tax
on the stuff has been paid?
William J. Pinkerton, the famous
detective, says the whipping post is
the real remedy for crime. There's
just one little detail, however you
have to catch your criminal before
you can whip him.
The scientist who has discovered
that the real Noah's ark was the
pyramid of Cheops wants us to be
lieve that the stoneboat was not a
Yankee invention for use in clear
ing rocky land.
By and by; with more discoveries,
vitamines will , be made In tablet
form and the .roan with the habit of
being late to' dinner can snap his
fingers at the. cook and her
"missus." - -
The Shipping Board may after
all be underestimating the number
of people who would like to travel
on a vessel which had not -been
turned Into a booze-fighters' re
sort. Miss Robertson notes the kindly
good nature and courtesy of Port
land people. They are natural
assets, well known, to be sure; but
we need a visitor to tell us of thean,
There's 'an idea in the raisin
bread that appeals to make bread
pudding of what's uncut. In these
days of swiftness, making bread
pudding might be a forgotten art.
Marks and rubleJ rubles and
marks! . Germany and Russia have
a common bond at least in the
worthlessness of their paper money.
It is time for the weather sharps
to tell us that this is the kind of
summer we always have following
the kind of winter we recently had.
' The Rose Festival is over, giving
us a whole year to prepare for the
always bigger and better one that
we are going to have next time.
The annversary of the treaty of
Versailles seems destined to leave
us in doubt wttether here is any
thing to celebrate or not. t
Dr. Conan Doyle,1 -though an ex
pert on spirits, is not necessarily
versed in the kind that were aimed
at in the Volstead law.
We almost need to be reassured
that Herrin county Is not in Russia
but is a part of the United States.
Next thing will be to get ready
for a safe and sane Fourth of July
in the smaller towns, .
'The Listening Post.
By DeWItt Harry.
X'
LIQUOR1CALLY speaking, case
goods used to mean full bottles
in dozens or more packed in boxes.
But times do change and packing
systems as well. Deep studies have
been made in proper packing meth
ods because stuff that is damaged
frequentlycomes back on the jobber
or sales agent. Half the game Is in
getting goods delivered undamaged
in the sport of booze running. Safe
delivery is the "whole thing, and
liquor spilled in transit is a dead
Damp portions of western Canada
cater to parched American tourists.
Americans are heavy collectors of
souvenirs, and most of .them who
travel by auto want to bring some
thing back with them as a reminder
of. Canada, something novel that
they cannot get at home. But a big
box of "case goods" would be diffi
cult to smuggle past the dry work
ers, so the Canadians have .con
trived several novel and unique
methods of packing to overcome, as
much as possible, the chances for
loss. The most regular package of
12 quarts today, it might be classed
as the standard, is a gunnysack con
taining straw. This bundle has no
betraying .corners and can be stowed
away in many an old and unsuspect
ing cranny.
. -
Mighty waters breed mighty fish.
At' "Hebo," where -the rivers are so
small that they can be turned on
and off with a faucet, it is easy to
understand that the fish therein
-might be satisfied with "brown
hackles," grasshoppers or other such
trifles. Here at. St. Helens, where
the river is more than a mile wide
and in ' places more than 100 feet
deep, the salmon need something
more sustaining to carry them on
their thousand-mile journey to the
spawning grounds, and a six or
eight-inch strip of brass is more to
the point.
Daddy Waters, when he wants to
catch a few 50-pounders, unhooks
the little boat he keeps for the pur
pose. This has a three-horse en
gine and swings a wheel with six-
inch blades." He runs the little boat
along at halfispeed and about 100
feet from shore: the vicious old
chlnooks, thinking the wheel to bej
a new kind of spoon, make a run at
it and, hanging on with their bull
dog grip, are flung out on the bank,
when Daddy can go back and gather
them up. Sometimes they carry the
blade they seize with them, - and
Daddy has to have another weld
ed on.
The best time for this sport is
shortly after the sheriff has brought
In a newly captured "still" and has
dumped , by the board a few thou
sand gallons of "shine."
The iron works here takes in a
good deal of coin during the sea
son welding on blades that have
been nipped off by the fish, and
you may at any time see the bas
kets of iron the regular fishing
boats carry around their wheels to
protect them. P. W. H. of St. Hel
ens. While there are many outstand
ing incidents of tHe gala day of the
annual Rose Festival, two of yes
terday seemed particularly inter
esting. One was the heat and the
bright sunshine, while for the past
several years there have been the
contrasting showers. The other the
youngsters' harvest in selling seats
on empty boxes and in scrambling
for pennies. The penny scramble on
the downtown streets while waiting
for the parade is taking on ' the
character of a regular event.
Yesterday one side of the street
was desirable and shady, the other
side sticky and hot. One flag
bearer stopped right in front of a
crowd of young men with army dis
charge buttons, and they remained
uncovered for about ten minutes
and nearly fried their brains.
Remindful of early automobile
days was the manner in which many
of the tops were taken down. One
of the great selling points a few
short years back was the "one-man
top," now the tops are almost al
ways raised except in southern Cali
fornia, where the styles in many
things are weird. Down tops and up
umbrellas was the rule yesterday,
and on the running board of a ma
chine so arranged sat a pair of
young capitalists, . counting over
day's gains : and splitting 50-50-What
with , their box sales and
scrambling they had exactly $14.65
each.
Ralph Burdick, prominent apple
grower and ex-railroad man from
Minnesota, who graces Burdoin
mountain with his six feet of bone
and muscle, and his unlimited sup
ply of ready wit, is responsible for
this one:
"What is your hobby, Ralph?"
"Work!" he replied.
"Don't you know that all work
and no play will make' you old be
fore your day?"
"Well," he softly drawled, "I don't
ride my hobby to death, like some
folks 'round here."
He was aiming a dart at me;
mine is getting up out of bed at 4
A M. (sometimes) to jot down some
inspiration to weave a story around.
To tell the truth, nearly all of
mine originated in a railroad ticket,
where one meets, the oddest charac
ters imaginable, and from whom one
can obtain inspiration enough to
last a lifetime.
Here are a couple of samples,
having happened about the year
1886, when I was selling tickets
for the St. Paul, Minneapolis & Man
itoba railway (Great Northern) in
Fargo, N. D. (No, it wasn't dry
then!)
Dear old lady What time does
the 8 o'clock train go to MInn-aplus,
mister?
With a quick glance at my Inger
soll, I replied. "In precisely 20 min
utes, madam."
"Whattime izzut now?" '
'-
A Swedish gentleman rushed up to
the ticket window just as No. 4 was
pulling out, and I was - reporting
them out to , the dispatcher at
Barnesville. "Hey, mister, cum har
quick like hell; I tank ay vaht tick
ets to Minn-oplus!" ...
"Single?" I asked, vas 'I . Wet my
fingers (my two fingers were usu
ally wet)i .
"Single, naw! Ay Tsane marfied!"
"Wanta one way?" 1 yelled.' -t
"One vay? 1 Ay skal say nots.
Gaeve may two tcekuts Ay vanta
com beck ayen! Babates.
Heart Beats.
By Grace' E. Ball.
There is no permanency, 'tis true,
For all of life ie memory.
How soon an hour Is lost to view.
Classed with the things that used
to be! ,
The Now is all that we may use,-
Is all that we may grasp or hold.
The past may call, but we refuse
To give the new day for the old.
The past, if it be sad or gay,
Is gone, save where our memories
, cling
Like cobweb tendrils, that may sway
In casement comers; everything
Fades as the daylight wmcf, we
Know,
And takes the mystic tones of
thought
That linger to the long ago
And what past days have brought.
One second that is now our share
Tls gone that is our measured
claim; .
One speeding second for despair.
Or one for happiness the same;
The years that were the pulse of
life
Are but a memory first and last,
For to our final breath the strife.
The fret and joy are things that
passed.
ENVY.
Twin sister of Despair, thy secret
sting
Is rival to the gentler thrust of hers
Who leads her v'ctlms to an easeful
death.
There Is a purity in just despali?
The end creeps on slow, sure, in-
x clpient.
The meekness and the gentleness of
' fate
Accepted, brings a certain silent
peace,
A quietness of breath and relaxed
limbs. . -
But mark the man who ones has
shrinking felt
The spectral touch of thy slime-oozing
hand,
New dipt within the river of De
feat, That crawls a thickening course
around his soul.
The sluggard waves grow rapid
with his struggles
And buoyed by false hope thy hand
has given,
He floats, a living corpse,' that soon
will feed
Thy drooling, satiated appetite.
There grows a mighty rook on the
horizon,
And beside it, a fresh sprouted grass
blade
Waves and takes the dew wltii shiv
ering delight,
Drinks in the .sunlight, rests upon
the breeze.
Accepts the storm and envies not
the rock
That holds the secret of Eternity
Within the walls of its unfeeling ,
breast.
While in thy sight, subservient to
thy will.
And to thy clan, the denizens of
night
That breed corruption as a sore does
filth, " , .
Must man, the former demi-god of
earth.
Prostrate and abject creep his little
way
Nor feel the glory of the wind in
storm,
The peace of reposing lakes at
. night, but die
With thy green fangs embedded in
his heart?
KATHRTN EASTHAM.
TO A MAID WITH A BRAID.
For one thing I'm searching
There's one thing I lack,
As I tramp through the land
With my little drab pack.
If only I'd glimpse it.
On some happy day.
Though foot-sore and weary
'Twould be ample pay.
If my dream and my vision
Should prove a real fact;
A modest, sweet maid
With a pretty brown braid
Hanging down, away down in the
back!
I have seen them with puffs.
And those wads, called ear-muffs.
With fringes and bangs and neck
ruffs.
I have seen them with frizzes
And all sorts of bizzes,
With curls that were nothing but
bluff.
And my eyes are sore weary
For a glimpse of my dearie.
But still I keep beating a track,
For a modest sweet maid
With a pretty brown braid,
That hangs down, away down In
the back!
Though she live in a hut
On the top of a hill,
Though she live in a plain miner's
shack.
There's one thing she may have
For good or for ill,
Though all other things she may
lack.
She may have my whole heart
And what's more to the good
I'll throw in my kettle and sack
If she be but a maid
With a pretty brown braid
Hanging down, away down in the
RUTH WOOLLEY LAWS.
WHEN LUNA HOLDS HER SWAY.
Night drapes the court In somber
hues
Of midnight blue and gray;
Sets in, like jewels rare, the stars.
When Luna holds her sway.
The aueen her scepter takes in hand.
And makes the land below
Her court In other words, give back
The radiance of her glow.
The heaped-up rocks are castles tall,
Like those in fairy books;
The irrigation ditches, dull
Are rippling, silver brooks.
The lone coyote a herald is
A herald of the queen;
Announcing by a wailing cry
Her first approaching beam.
The sagebrush gray is silver now
And who can doubt, perchance
That 'mongst the fllck'ring shadows
there
The wee folk skip and dance?
A mystic time, a magic time
Oh who would long for day
When sagebrush hills are beauteous
And Luna holds her sway?
MARGARET HUMPHREY.
Vale, Or.
EXPECTANCY.
Through mists of snow
The moon hangs low.
Nor seek to hasten higher
She waits within the dawn's dark
room.
For Pentecostal fire.
In silken sheen
Of shining green.
The pine lifts emerald spires.
She seeks a wandering cloud to
light
Them all with heavenly fires.
On buds that grow.
The winds will blow;
And touch them all with flame;
And love will light my searching
soul;
And give my joy a name!
, MARY ALETHEA WOODWARD,