THE HESP&iEttAH
gymnasium, make -him drag a cord up
down back nntil given muscles had boon
been developed in a given way, and curves
and angles had been altered and modified
according to an arbitrary standferd. Think
of it! "Why, it is infinitely harder for that
boy to hold his hoad erect, his chest ex
panded, his back upright, than it is for other
boys. Yet the drill sergeant would torture
him into painful symmetry. Thank Heaven
the ago of barbarism is passing. Thank:
Heaven for William Hawley Smith.
There is a girl who is short. Passing by
my laboratory table, she furtively whisked
my fountain pen into her chatelaine bag.
She could not help it. 0 know all about
her. Yesterday my glovoR were missing.
Today I had broad and butter for lunch.
She likes cake and grapes. "What's the use
tliough, good folks? In the name of Oh,
(you can stamp your 'foot yourself)
What's the uso?
iDo you want to look at some moro?
Wiry, we are all born abort. Look at your
self. I will look at myself. I am lazy. I
can't help it. "When the Journal boy leaves
the 'paper, the little Eslrimo dog down stairs
barks and wakeB mo up. I think. "Now
there is that trigonometry two hours till
"breakfast -what a lot I could do in two
hours." Then I go to sleep. Pretty soon
I 'hoar an alarm clock 'whizz faintly, and I
wonder if it is six or half-past six. I calcu
late how many of the problems I could
work in half an hour. Presently I am
"half aware of a foot on the stairs. It is the
girl 'who works in the telephone office. She
has 'to be at work at eight. So should 1 be
at "work at eight. I fall iuto a reverie.
How much time I waste, every morning.
Two hours a day six days in the week
would be Lot mo see
The seven o'clock wTiistle blows. 5
shudder. The -breakfast bell 'rings. You
leuow all about it, Yon nre 'as "grateful "as T
tlhat William Hawley ;Smih 'has 'said: '"!Let
the iharcl 'things (go'to'thefseven'seas. We
cant help it when wo are "lacking in 'some fo'f
the linos that go to mako up the measure of
the stature of the perfect man."
I believe I said thank: Heaven for William
Hawley Smith. Heaven might consider
thanlcs gratuitous I am afraid. The people
wo think about as manipulating the golden
harp-strings, earned their Tight to recreation
by discipline moro taxing than the study of
celestial harmony. It would be very nice
if We could make things easier. But life
isn't easy and pleasure is not compatible
with the highest good. .
Why, even Demosthenes, away back in
Greece, 'lenew better. Of course Grooco
and Demosthenes are out of date. They
knew nothing whatever bout modern
methods of pedagogy. But they couldn't be
expeoiod to. They had no teacher's insti
tutes, and no William Hawley Smith. So
of course, Domosthenes wns dissatisfied with
his shortnoss.
Bat the now era is upon us. All 'those
years and years, we have all beon "wrong
We have insisted upon setting up standards
and trying to follow patterns prescribed for
us. Why, when we have succeeded in
measuring up fairly well to one wbitary
ideal, we have immediately proceeded to set
up another. William Hawley Smith lms
made out a clear case against the methods
by which progress has been trying to run
itself. Like one who went before -him, 'ho
has "changed all that. "
February 21st, the new members of fthe
Palladian literary society gave the annual
"new members' program before a large and
appreciative audience. The program con
sisted of "The Graduating Exorcises of
Sleepy Hollow High School" and the tableau
"Bluebeard." The successful manner in
winch all the, participants acquitted them
selves sTiOwou beyond dispute the fact that
'literary -enthusiasm, and literary spirit 'were
'never imore'active 'noiMmoreipotentfthan 'now.
