Judge — July 7, 1917 — page 21: what you’re looking at

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7, 1917 THE EVER GLORIOUS HE boy who isn’t quite old enough to shoot off fireworks, nor quite too old to believe in Santa Claus, imagines the jolly old Saint clad Uncle Sam fashion, in the flag—the paint brush goatee on his chin, giant cracker in one hand, Fourth of July dynamite in the other. He wishes that the Society for the Suppression of Useless Noises would suppress somebody its size (Congress, for instance), and if you can’t get his point of vi ou never were a boy! But the facts are with the society of the long name. The “old-fashioned Fourth” | has gone. Gone for good, in both senses of the word; because it had come to savor less of liberty than of lawlessness—less of Americanism than of arson-and above all, be- cause it was not somuchanannual proof that boys will be boys as that boys will be corpses. This year, the Safe-and-Saners have a new argument, and a good one, for climinat- ing the Fourth of July fireworks; for every ounce of powder we save may help to illumine the principles of the Declaration for a new and better Europe. The “ever glorious never more glori- ous than now when it sees the Stars and Stripes beside the Tricolor and the Union Jack in the world war for democracy! —Albert E. Hoyt. July The Fireside Muse Poet sings of vernal showers, he while his wife his raiment sceurs,— His stanzas polishes with care While Hebe shines the kitchenware. Upon the hob the kettle sings, \ melody of homelier things Than daisies on the grass besprent. (His lady’s thinking of the rent.) The press of Romance stirs his lute— His spouse doth press his Sunday suit, And while he cuts and trims his metre, She prays no errant gas-man greet her. “A crust,” he sings, “is au T need,” And polishes a deathless screed; And while his thoughts with rapture glow, His wife proceeds to raise the dough —Harry H. Craigie. A Modern Argument OU are a militarist, aren’t you?” Well, [don’t know. I certainly am no . What do you mean by militarist?” hat’s hard to define. What do you an by pacifist?” “I should say st_is one who be; hen, a militarist must be one who in war at any pr hen Tam no m “And I am no pacifist. “Just what are you?” I don’t know.” ame here.”” m so glad we have succeeded in straightening this out so satisfactorily.” “So.am I. Good day.” “Good day.” —E.0.J. GREAT NEAR SPRING WATER urity has six glass stoppered bottles. (AGV.) 00 the cate of The Weight of War The heavy hand of war has disturbed the balance between supply and demand the world over. Our problem of serving the public has all at once assumed a new and weightier aspect. Extraordinary demands on telephone service by the Government have been made and are being met. Equipment must be provided for the great training camps, the coast-defense stations must be linked together by means of communi- cation, and the facilities perfected to put the Government in touch with the entire country at a moment's notice. In planning for additions to the plant of the Bell System for 1917, one hundred and thirty millions of dollars were apportioned. FOR THE: OUTDOOR? ASK YOUR DEALER Taylor Instrument Companies ROCHESTER NY. Mokers of Scientific Instruments of Superiority AMERICAN TELEPHONE AND TELEGRAPH COMPANY AND ASSOCIATED COMPANIES One System This is by far the largest program ever undertaken. But the cost of raw materials has doubled in a year. Adequate supplies of copper, lead, wire, steel and other essentials of new equipment are becoming harder to get at any price, for the demands of war must be met. Under the pressure of business incident to war, the telephone-using public must co-operate in order that our new plans to meet the extraordinary growth in telephone stations and traffic may be made adequate. The elimination of unnecessary telephone calls is a patriotic duty just as is the elimina- tion of all waste at such a time. Your Government must have a “clear talk track.” Universal Service comicbooks.com