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The Sunday Bee MORNING—EVENING—SUNDAY THE BEE PUBLISHING COMPANY NELSON B. UPDIKE. Publisher. B. BREWER, Gen. Manager. MEMBER OF THE ASSOCIATED PRESS The Associated Press, of erhldi Tbs Bee 11 a number. Is euluslielr •Btitlad to ttit um for republlcatlon of all newa dlnpa tehee credited to it or not ©therotae credited in this paper, and also the local new* published here la. All lights of repub'.lcatlone of our apeclel diapatche* tie also resenad. BEE TELEPHONES Private Branch Exchange. Ark for the Department (antic or Paraon Wanted. For Night Cali® After 10 P. M.: # Editorial Department. AT lantie 1021 or 1042. 1000 OFFICES Main Office—17th and Farnam Co. Bluff* - - - 15 8cott St. So. Side. N. W. Cor. 24th and N New York—286 Fifth Avenue Washington - 422 Star Bldg. Chicago - - 1720 Steger Bldg. , GETTING FACTS ON STRAIGHT. Impartial history is a world necessity, says Hen drik William van Loon, whose remarkable writings j have made him one of the best known of Americans. “History is all bunk,” is a saying credited to Henry j Ford, whose output of motor vehicles has made his j name known to all the world. President Harding \ advises a thorough study of world history as an | essential to understanding problems of today. There you have the opinions of three great men, j each as sincere snd earnest as men can be. All will agree with Dr. van Loon that history should be im partial, yet who can say just what is “impartial” j history? Partisan tincture ia almost inevitable in contemporaneous accounts, from which future his torians will draw their information. Allowance will be made, of course, for this element, yet the j student of 2023 will be at a loss to account for some things th^t are being done today, unless he j admits some bias to his own expression. One of the mightiest historical works of men is the great masterpiece of Gibbon, yet Smith, Mil man, Guizot, and other commentators have found occasion to explain, modify or deny many of the things Gibbon set down as final, and he has been 1 much condemned for prejudice. Likewise Prescott has been called “a magnificent colorist,” and ac cused of not allowing stubborn facts to stand in the way of a well drawn picture. Other historians have been similarly criticized, until the 6tudcnt is sometimes perplexed and finds himself almost driven to resting his own opinion on something akin to bias. Men still are living who knew Abraham Lincoln in the flesh, and yet in the multitude of volumes written will be found many contradictory state ments concerning the same fact, and as to the exact truth of which uncertainty yet exists. This is be cause of the well known fact that no two eyes sec precisely the same thing, no two cars hear the same sound, word* convey different meanings to different, minds, and observers of the same event invariably witness it from different viewpoints. “Impartial” history is frequently, nay, gener ally, written, and because impartial observers arc unable to get identical views, history contains many discrepancies, to bewilder the reader and make trouble for the student. And, as “difference of _2pinJon makes horse races,” so do these little varia tions in life's experience, which is history in th" making, add to the zest of life between the cradle and the grave. EDUCATIONAL PROFIT AND LOSS. At on* time it was not unusual to meet those who were apparently successful in the business or social world who could neither read nor write so as to be intelligible to others. The world has made great intellectual advancement since then, how ever, and ia still advancing at such a rate that today the ignorant man or woman has small chance in competition with the average competitor, for this progress ha* resulted in labor saving machinery which has forced those who wish to succeed to keep jrowing and learning. Dur.ng these times when so much is being sain regarding the cost of Nebraska’s educational insti tutions, some thought should also be applied to the -■ost of ignorance. The cost of an education can be computed, but the cost of ignorance is beyond computation and is paid every day in life, time and property. It is a mistake for one to feel that he alone pays for his own failures, which often is due directly ta ignorance, that is, a lack of development of the power of the mind obtained only by hard study and intcll gent thinking. The public pay? dearly for every failure and likewise receives com peneatidn for every one who succeeds in coiribut ing something to the world's productivity and prog ress. “Bright Eyes," the young daughter of Joseph La Flesehc, born at Bellevue, in 1864, and who after ward became the wife of T. H. Tibbies, an old-time editorial writer in Omaha, appreciated the advantage of a g6od education and afterward proved its worth to her people. As a result of her choice of a good education for a Christmas gift, the Omaha Indians learned a better way of living, and her lectures in their behalf induced influential men to concern them selves in their cause and protect the rights of the Nebraska Indian. There is no one who contributes so much to the world's progress as do those who train the mind of the young to think intelligently, and it is the one with a well balanced education who should be the most capable of making the most of life for them selves and other*. "GLIDE WITH OMAHA." The newest thing in aviation is the glid''r. and Omaha will be very much In the public eye if the • ffrat national air-gliding contest is held here. The dly has the hills, which arc so necestary to g'.\ing the motorless soarers the Impetus to take them off ' the ground. It is, morever, a center of interest for aviation, the scene of the Pulitzer air races and a ' center for the air mail. The fi rst experiments v.llh gliders were carried on by university students in Germany. They took off In these planes from the sides of moun tains and floated on the wind at great heights. Gliding is aa yet In the experimental stage. Avi ' ation authorities believe that by installing small mo tors for these soaring machines they may prove not only an inexpensive sport, but of importance as com mercial vehicles. The auxiliary power plant could be called on when meeting adverse winds, thus ex tending a soaring flight which would otherwise term! nato upon meeting unfavorable dow n-currents. Little power Is required to sustain a light machine in the air. The heaviest pull is needed to lift a ma chine off the ground. Tho new gliders and soarers get their impetus from coasting down hill. Any sort of a launching device might be substituted. It Is said that the Omaha men are looking for a hill which slopes in the direction of the prevailing wind with a total dtop Of 1,000 feet to the plain below. Thin •.pecification seems a bit steep, but Omaha will do Us beat to find such an abbreviated mountain. ONE OF GODS MYSTERIOUS WAYS. A young New York engineer startled the world for a moment last week; only for a moment, how ever, for as soon as his news ^jas told old John J. Common People went right back to his task of mak ing both ends meet. The announcement was that a process had been discovered for “canning” the heat of the sun’s rays. Instead of wasting the unlimited supply of energy units that now go slipping off into nothing, we will preserve them against a time when they are needed. But the process is not new. Old Dame Nature adopted it, millions of years ago, and made a suc cess of it, too. When the Paleozoic age was drawing to its close, and the cosmic lav,' was about to set a limitation on the second of the grand geological divisions of the earth's history, a process was commenced of which we today are enjoying the fruits. Life had long existed or. the little planet, and mighty monsters of the deep had disturbed the long Silurian and Devonian days and night. Waters drained from the land that was slowly emerging from the deep, and vegetation flour ished with a ran!; profusion the like of which is un known and would be impossible now. The earth’s atmosphere contained the substances most needed for plant growth ill lavish supply, and giant ferns, the sigillaria and stigmaria. towered high into the foggy air. The sunlight broke through the clouds and bathed the whole in rays that promoted growth. Then came the tremendous earthquakes. Contin ental masses were upheaved or depressed, and the waters flowed over the forests, end the trees were Drought down in compact masses under the weight of the waves. Sand and mud were deposited on them, to become in time shale and slate and sand stone, while the heat resulting from pressure dis tilled the juices of the buried ferns, and through the ages that ensued the submerged forests were slowly turned into coal. Through some such process the more volatile oils were collected in some groat subterranean basins, and the sunlight of those days, millions of years ago, was “canned ’ for the use of man today. It is but a manifestation of the wisdom and good ness of the All-Wise Creator, who provided all things needed for man's comfort, convenience or luxury, storing In the bosom of the earth in lavish supply thor,e substances that would meet the needs of man as he advanced to where he could appreciate their value. A tree is but stored up sunlight, plus the chemi cals that are subtracted from the air and the soil in which it grows. A coal fire glows with the sunlight that fell upon the earth during the Carboniferous period, when the Paleozoic was merging into the Mesozoic. ‘COMING THROUGH THE RYE.” A correspondent of the "People’s Voice’’ column v» i ight as to the Rye being a small rivulet, a "w ee b:t burn,” but is wrong as to the footbridge. Step ping stones laid across afforded means for dry-shod paerage, and thus "If a body meet a body Coming through the Rye,'' it was apt to be a little embarrassing. An easily sug gested expedient was for the lad to lift the lassie and gently pass her on to the next stone. Another prac tice was for each to put one foot on the same stone, end then carefully*step forward each to the other stone, a movement requiring some little skill in proper execution, but very successful if properly done. Either of these brought the lad and the lassie into such propinquity that a bit of gallantry might naturally ensue, and so the query; “If n body kiss a body, Need a body cry? ' Certainly not. Tears would not mend the situa tion. and the kiss was taken as toll for service ren dered; maybe there might have been just»a little unction in the manner of collection, but that didn’t need excite weeping and wailing. The young lady who sings the ditty apparently was accustomed to crossing the creek, perhaps sev eral times a day, and evidently enjoyed her experi ence. "Ili;.i Jer.n.e h*e h»r Jockle Xei h are h*e I. / she tells us, indicating that she has not as yet been singled out by one of the lads. Yet she does not mind this, for she goes on: But *' the lads they lo’ me well. So what the w.iur am I? ' She was probably well phased with the thought liift her popularity, even though it were of the town-pump variety, excited jealous resentment in ihe breasts of those Jennies who were less promis cuous, or who did not pass so frequently through the Rye, but who found the exclusive possession of a Jock shared with some unnamed singer, for she concludes: "Rut there * a swain amunc the train 1 dearly lo' myael’, But what's hU name, or w haur'a his Ivame, I dlnna (are to tell. ’ Many serviceable substitutes for the Rye step ping stones have been found, and arp in use w herever the bojs and girls of the world meet, and the sweet >,ong from Scotland will never lose its appeal. VAIN SMILES TO THE JURY. Are juries getting "hard boiled?" It would not be surprising if the general revulsion against senti mentality over crime would extend to the twelve good rr.en and true who sit in the box. Some evidence is found of a less sympathetic at titude toward woman slayers. Two New 1 ork women have recently keen convicted of murder. However, it wit not their own husbands that they killed, but the husbands of other women. A woman in Chi cago has escaped hanging, hut wa , sentenced to lif" | imprisonment for poi toning her husband. f Me state’s attorney, in demanding the death penalty, said: " *tVomen in Chicago have reached the conclusion that they can niunlei at will and get .iw.iy with It,' tie* prosecutor mid. " The death penally has nevei been inflicted on i nny woman In t'nol; county. "Vou have rend of women hanging for murders cls*where. The last Influence which, in dajs past, swayed Juries In fevnt* of women charged with mur der has passed. This Is an sg* of equal suffrage "'tVomen have asked and obtained equal right*. 1 Tli*y must take with tboec rights Iho same responst billtles and respect of the law.'' Over in lows, however, a woman who rlew her i husband hss been freed on the grounds of self de fense. The most noted cane of m woman slayer in recent months was that of Clara Phil ' lips. Her victim was a woman, not a man, and though she was convicted, yet she escaped. These ; perhaps are slender straw* on which to base any I judgment, hut nevertheless they give the impression ' that nowadays a jury of men can not he counted on i to condone the crime of a member of the opposite ! S^X. Do .n "t harlie” Murphy says "Them days is gone forever," which should about end the discussion, i Boyhood^ of Neihardt and ‘The Poet’s Town’ WHERE NEIHAROT attended college HOUSE IN WHICH NKIHARDT MAD THE f PR.E AM OP Hl« jr©H03 TUV_ BROTHER. THE HOUSE IN WHICH NEIHAADT WA0T*„Ml5_EI*.3T_ EPIC . ■ * * DOLKITI.ESS se-.erat villages and at least on* city , will some time claim to be Neihardt * "Poet's i Town.'1 jOn the morning of January 8, 1881, the 1 post first saw the light in a one-room shack on a rented farm near Sharpsburg, 111. No suggestion here of the noble ancestry knighted by Friedrich Barbarossa some TOO years before, of the castle In Bavaria, and the coat of ai ms. Shortly after the birth of the future poet the family moved to Springfield, 111., and remained there till the fall of 1 $80, when they again moved, this time to a farm near Stockton, Kan. Shortly after they took up their residence in Kansas City, Mo. It was here that, as a small boy beholding from s bluff-top that great stream at -Juno-flood, Neihardt became obsessed with the Missouri ! ar.d its history. "For the summer had smitten the distant ' mountains." so says Neihardt in "The River and I." and "the June floods ran. Far across the yellow swirl (hat spread out into the wooded bottomlands we watched the demolition of a little town. . . . Many a lazy Sun day stroll took us back to the river: and little by little the dread became less, and the wonder grew, and a little love crept in. . . . If in a moment of despair I should reel for a breathing space away from the fight, with no heart for liattle cries, and with only a desire to pray. I could do it in no better manner than to lift my arms above the river and cry out into the Mg spaces, 'Vou who somehow understand—behold this river! It expresses what is voiceless in me. It prays for me'” Is it sur prising that the one who uttered such sentiments should be writing the epic of the Missouri? A few years later we find the hoy at Wayne, wh're he attended the Nebraska Normal college, whose great founder. J. M. File, was president of the institution. A puzzling youth was N el hard t, and only the d.scernlng could catch some gleam from the boy's soul. But there were those not wholly blind. There was ‘'Professor " Durrln, a town character who might have sat for Marl* Twain’s “Fuddinhead Wilson." There was Judge James Brittain, the town wit and philosopher, who saw some thing In the boy, and lastly there was Prof. U. S. Conn, in whose class the lad recited Virgil, dreaming back old Troy and listening to the far murmur of the waves of the Simois as they broke upon the shone. Bet us commend to the clubs who name historic spots in Nebraska that they Include, as probably the most im portant of them all, the house on Main street, Wayne, Neb., in which, as a boy of XI, Neihardt had the wonder ful dream when he met his “Ghostly Brother" who has made of him a poet. It would be well to add also the house where, after graduation from college, he began, at 16, the writing of the “Divine Enchantment," and at the end of two years had produced an epic of genuine merit. Doubtless literary pilgrims of a hundred years hence will wander over tlje grounds of the “State Teachers College" and locate the spot on which stood the building where for four years the future poet rang the bell of the old Ne braska Normal college. B’nhappily that structure has already been demolished, but the photograph of it is shown today tn The Omaha Bee. B’nhappily also few Wa/ne, It was not long after his graduation that Xei liardt moved t0 Bancroft, and it was there that he fought the great battle for his soul that ir revealed in the poem published today. But Wayne is glad that it knew him ns great before he died, and whenever lie returns to the "Town," as he often doe*, there is a thrill of Joy on the part of those who knew him there in his boyhood. THE POET’S TOWN. i. Mid glad green mile* of tillage And field* where rattle grare, A prosy l.ttle village. You drowte away the day*. And jet—a wakeful glory Clings round you aa jou doz»; i >ne living lyric itory Makes music of your pro**. llei* once, returning never, The feet of Song have trod. And flashed—Oh. once forever!— The singing Flame of Ood. ir. These were hi* fields ElyTian: With mystic eyes he saw The sower* planting vision. The reapers gleaning aw e. Serfs to a sordid dutj', ife saw them with hla heart. Priests of the l Itimate Beauty, Fetnling the flame of art. The weird, untempled Maker* Pulsed in the thing* he saw; The wheat through It* virile acre* Billowed the Song of Law, t'he epic roll of the furrow Flung from the writing plow The dactyl phrase of the green lowed malke Measured the music of Now. 111. S.pper of ancient flagon* Often the lonesome boy Saw In the fanners' wagon* The chariot* hurled at Troy. Trundling In dust and thunder They rumbled up and dow n, Laden With princely plunder, Loot of the tragic Town. And ones when th# rich man'* daughter Smiled on the boy at play. Stvard storms, giddy with daughter.. Swept back the ancient day! War *teed* shrieked in the quiet, Far and lioareo w*r« the rrle*: And Oil. through th* d:n and th» riot. The music of JtelnV* eye*! Stabbed with the olden Borrow, lie slunk away from the play. For the Pa*t and the vast Tomorrow M ere wedded to his Today. IV, Rich null the dreamer a pillaje, \n idle aiul wort hires lad, I.eaet 111 a proay village, And prince in Allahabad; hover of cold'll applet, Munching a daily cruet; Haunter of dream-built chapel* Wprehlplns In the dual; Hull to th* worldly dutc. Lean to til* town lie grew. \nd mote to the Got of Brant; Tiian ev *n th* grocer Knew! V. i’Oi-li for th» buyer#. and catlle Hut what could the dr'ani'r ee||? 13clioee of a cloudy battle Mu ale from h»a\en and lull' ,-tpicee and ha lea of plunder, Argoaiefl over Hie era.' Th peatrr woven of wonder, And myrrh from Arab) Vone of your dream Muff* l-'ellow, Looter of Boninri-and! i !o|<l (i\ heavy and yellow \nd value la weighed In th« hand! I NET AVERAGE CIRCULATION tot FEBRUARY, 1*23. of THE OMAHA BEE Pally .71.s Sunday .iH.liti! R. RRF.WER. Cm. M«r. V. A BRIDGE, Cir. M«r. ,<l(iknrlliwl anrf awarn in kalnr# w» lHi» 101k 4av «f Marrli, !•?» w. it quivf.y, (9**1) Nolaiy f*»»H|4v VI. And vet when the year* had humbled The-kings In the Realm of the Bojr, Song built bastions crumbled. Ash heaps smothering Troy; Thirsting for shsttered flagons. Quaffing a brackish cup. \Vith all of his chariots, wagons— He never could quite grow up. The debt to the ogre. Tomorrow, He never could comprehend: IVhy should the borrowers borrow? U'hv should the lenders lend? Never sn oak tree borrowed, But took for Its needs—and gave. Never an oak tree sorrowed: Debt was the mark of the slave. Grass In the priceless weather Sucked from the paps of the Karth. And hills that were lean it fleshed with its gre"n— Oh. what is a lesson worth? But still did ths buyers barter And the sellers squint at ths scales And price was the stake of the martyr. And cost was the lock of the Jails. VII. Windflowers herald the May tide. Rendering worth for worth; Ragweeds gladden the wayside. Biting the dugs of the Uarth; Violets, scattering glories. Feed from the dew-y gem: But poets are fed by the living sml dead— And what Is the gift from them’ VIII. Never e stall. nf the Summer Dreamt of its mission and doom: Only to hasten the Corner— Martyrdom unto the Bloom. Flier the Mighty Chooser Plucks when the fruit is ripe, Scorning the mass and lotting It pss« Keen for the cryptic type. Greece in her growing season Troubled the lands end sea* Plotted and found and stifTrted and wrought— B.uilding a Sophocles! Only a fault!*** temple Stand* for the vaasal • groan: Th* harlot'a *trlf» end the faith of the wife Plend in a *h*pen stone Ne'er do the *t*rn rode cherish The hope of the mtllton live* Alwajs the Fact shall perish And only th* Truth survives Hardens of roses n.ther. Shaping the perfect rose: And th* poet s song shall live for the long, Dumb aching - ears of pu s* IX. King of a n»slm of Magic !l» n i ■ the foul of the ton Hiding the ache of the trace Under the grin of a olonn. Worn nith the vain endeavor To Hi in ihe sordid plan: Doomed to h» a poet forev er, lie longed to lie only a nun I'O he freed from live god a en thralling. Rv k v. th the re ds of the stream: Deaf live V ision calling. And dead to th* lash of th* Dream. X. Rut still did th# Mighty Makers Stir In the common and: The inm through It# awful acre* rreml Godf More than a man was the sower, Lured by a man's desire. For a triune Bride walked cbvee at his aide— Derr and Dust and Fire! More than a man was the plowman, Shouting his gee and haw: For a something dim kept pace with him. And ever the poet saw: Till the wmd» of th* cosmic struggle Made of his flesh a flu»*. To echo the tune of a whirlwind rune Unto a mdlion mute. XL ■Son of the Mother of mothers The womb and the tomb of Life. With Fire and Air for brother* And a clinging Dream for a w.fe. Tver the soul of the dreamer strove with it* mortal mesh. And the lean flame grew til! It fretted through The last thin links of flesh. Oh, rending the veil asunder He fled to mtngl* again With th» dread On stean thunder. The Lear of tht driven rain! XII. Once in a cycle the comet Double* sta lonesome track Fnrlehe.i w:th the tears of a thousand years. Aeschylus wanders back. Frer Inweaving, returner The near grows out of the far: And llomer shall sing once more in a ■s ing Of the austere Polar Star. Then what of the lonesome dreamer With the lean blue fUm* in hie breast? And who was jour ilown for a day. O Town. The strange, unkddes guest' XIII. Mid glad green mile* of tillage Aiid held* where rattle grare. A^pi-emy little villa? Vou drowse away the days And yet—a wakeful glory Clinrs round you as you dor*. One living lyric story Makes music of yogi prose! Daily Prayer \ H»«r O Sera, when I cry with m m a ~rv :: r. o Lord, our Lord, how excellent is Thy Xante in all Ihe earth. Thou art our l»od. and the God and Father of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, through \\ limit we Thy children of faith, hate the forgiveness of our r!n« Thou art out fathers' God. and Whont they In the flesh ronUdently worshiped, tve, their children, would also reverently worship and adore. Humbly, yet devoutly, would we git • thank* to Thee O God. for Thy ; eat lote retrain,) to us and to all men. For Jesus' sake, receive pur (hanks Continue Thy lotir.g favors to us and grant us pardon for sin. <nd life sternal. Git e u«. we beseech The* (he Holy Spirit ft i our Guide this day. Into truth. Mnv lie ever comfort u* and all Thine In tint** of sorrow or of trial. May II, trensihen ua when we are weak May lie raise ua up main. If we fall May He Utterptet Thy M ord to u*. and enable ua to do Thy holt will with gladneas of : heart With ua hies* also th « our nation tnd the w hole world w ,th Heavenly peace For Jesus' sake. Amen. John artsnt M'ltuiy. r>. n. Philadelphia. Pa. Dr. Burhorn’s Chiropractic Health Service f, ir*pe CVds. TorullitU. UrsncMlil end il-’#vers respond to our methods e* well a* liter, stomach and k.dne trouble* llmte • alls mode * hen unable to rent* to the office of. - f adiuatments are If for fid or .0 fo» t’\ Office oouipped n.th \i n'-ntte adiiiitii'f r»>«ms snd com plc*e \-IU> la heritor). Suit* 414 2ti S*cunli*» RuiUini C. r. 1 fit H tn4 F«rn»m St». rKont JA §0147 I i4v AtUnfioat* Out of Today’s Sermons |{er. Kdgar Merrill Rrrown, pastor of IHeU Memorial Metho dist Hpisropal cliureh, will presrh this etenlnj e • "Itanee and Ola . ease.” and anions other tilings will say: This subject should be of vital in terest to the people of Omaha. Social diseases spread largely because of public ignoranco concerning them. Kducatton Is one of the most Im portant and fundamental ways of pre venting their occurrence. When our young people aml( older people, too. come to realize the seriousness of this situation as it confronts us today, these vital subjects will not be elluu nated front their thinking, llatht r they . will be dlscus«ed freely and treated as a real menace to society. There is too much so-oaJled “sham modesty” apparent whenever they are men tioned. “Cleanliness is next to God liness” we have been taught to be lieve. Then. too. our own safety, as w«>ii a* our brother’s, demands that we be concerned about these thing*. We are all exposed. Every public place s inf'«!»d Tilth semis and we should by "on guard." These social diseases should he treated the same as other contagious and infectious diseases are treated. What attitude woud you take toward smallpox or scarlet fever or diphtheria? None of us should take any unnecessary chances. Neither should we In this case. The utmost precaution should always be exercised. The public dance hsJl is the agent of social dileases. Here all are wel come. regardless of the station in life or who they may be. The prostitute and men seeking such are often found there. It is alnpost impossible to in dulge without being contaminated. With "The Condemned Chriet', as his (heme, Rex. C. A. Seger strom, pastor of the First Swedish Baptist chnrrh. at Thirty-fourth and Burt streets, will say in bis sermon this morning: Reading the etory of Christ at His trial ar.d crucifixion will convince any on# how His enemies hated Him at that time. He was condemned as a criminal to die. Today His enemies brand Him as a liar when they tel! us that His Word Is not to be depended upon. Creation, the miracles. His Divinity. in fact Himself end all He has done and said is put on trial. . When the trial is over the verdict 1* guilty; away with Him and HlaWord! Ilis Book is mostly a myth, a legend that possibly has some truth in if, some fragments that r e might re tain, blit we certainly refuse to be lieve all. V.'e should not be surprised at tin*. Tlie apostle tells us that some should "crucify our Lord afresh." When Jesus, after scourging* and mocking# that le.ggar description, was con demned, they "stripped Him and pvt on Htrn a scarlet robe." As scarlet la a type of *in, he was here “made to sin for us." They aleo platted a crown of thorn and put uponHU head: they spit upon Him ami took a reed and smote him upon Hi* head. They finally lirought Him to the croas and nailed Him there. In spite of ail they did to Him He sits this very day on the right hand of God, soon to come back to conquer llis enemies and to be crowned with glory. Rev. F. I*. Hargrove of Ihe North Side t hrivtian rhurrh St Twenty-sixth and Lothrop, wiH have for hi* suhieirt this mom ing “A ( lire for \VorM,IU«," and will say in part: A ration is made up of individual*. The d"gree of morality of any nation ia not measured by the highest in morals or the lowest, but by the aver age. A cure for world ills must begin wRh the individual. If an indl'idual has found his right relationship to his God and his fellow man. he w:ll ask that hi# government hold right relationships to other governments. If he is not selfish or moved by an unholy ambition, he will ask that the national conscience toward other peo ple be cultivated along the same line. If men will pattern their live* after the only One w ho could consistently ^ and conscientiously say, "Follow m»." the world will begin to come out of Its chaotic atate. He *aid, "Render unto Caesar.” but at the same time overstepped the tiee of consanguinity and took in the last man on the face of the earth. J am rot for my country, right or wrong: I am for my country, but if it is wrong. I want it righted. The world needed an example of righteous living when Jesus came, and it need* it even more now. Follow Him and we will be cured of ail financial, moral gnd social 111*. Grand Pianos Grand Players Our new warerooms now complete with new PIANOS AND PLAYER PIANOS Mason & Hamlin, Sohmer. Kranich & Bach, Kimball, Vose & Sons, Hospe, Brambaeh Baby iGrands— Prices From $635 and Better Apollo Reproducers, Gulbransen Players. 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