Judge — February 8, 1919 — page 14: what you’re looking at

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| Judge i diforials Joun A. Stercuer, President Revupen P. Sreicner, Secretary Perniton Maxwett, Editor J A. Warpron, Li AE terary Grant E. Hasittos, Art Director Lawton Mackatt, Managing Editor Routaver, Treasurer Editor New Brooms For OLD N the great and universal game called ‘* Recon- struction,” a few trifling matters deserve the attention of our cosmic house-cleaners. Among the litter to be swept into oblivion are Lenine, the Bolshevicious nawaub, “Trotzky the Te rible”—Talker, the Solfs, the Scheidemanns, the Eich- horns, the von Bernstortfs, and our own notorious crew of anarchistic platitudinarians. Then there are the people who say “money isn’t everything,” politicians who want to save the country before it is too late, war-made millionaires, women who leave face powder on your coat lapel, the literary efforts of movie stars, your wife’s relatives, futurist art, detachable cuffs, old ladies in high-heeled shoes, heroism, substitutes for butter and whisk actors, paper towels, anonymous letter writers, cubistic music and killjoy publicists who insist that a terrible reac- tion with hard times will follow peace and the réadjustment of our disrupted social and business structure. To the lethal rubbish-can of them! books exploiting personal with all Works Born Ways T’S a poor rule that doesn’t work both ways. Mark Hopkins, the great president of Williams College, was asked in his hale old age: “ To what do you attribute your lon, “To lack of exercise,” he repli d. “I never walked when I could ride. The crowned fatheads of Napoleon’s time could whip the Little Corporal every time if he would fight them in the right way at the right time in the right place. He wouldn’t observe the rules, and whipped them to a standstill by fighting them in the wrong way at the wrong time. The Established Order worked hard to put Napoleon in St. Helena and then worked even harder to put him in the Invalides by convincing everybody that the Bourbons had earned nothing and forgotten nothing. Drawn by B. W. Kenmur ust because I enlisted in I'm not expected to remember that.” Covenant and his Lloyd George upset the Ark of the British Conservatism, the House of Lords, the Tory squires are eating out of of today hand. When precedent falls foul of Woodrow Wilson, it need not expect an exchange of notes. The hero of today’s heresy trial is tomorrow's orthodox leader. Maybe the party candidate voted the party ticket last time, but maybe he won’t next tim The craze for the unusual may yet lead some folitical party to stick to its convictions. We used to wonder whether the innovator was a crank or a genius, and to make sure we gave him the stake when he was living and the halo when he was dead. Nowadays we give him a yawn or a presidency and sometimes both. Sixes AND SEVENS HAT this country needs right now isa Daniel Webster to give his note to pay off the national debt. . . . Cyrus Field wired the seas for fame —Burleson seized the wires for a game. . * . Somebody started a story that Vice- Ptesident Marshall has written a poem. Looks like Chairman Hays expects Indi- ana to be mighty close. * . . Lloyd George, Orlando, and Clemen- ceau thoroughly understand the fourteen points now, and President Wilson hintself ts pretty clear on ten or a dozen of them. ° * * Prohibition is a question of ratification or gratification and in some cases both. * * * The ex-kaiser’s fourth son has landed a job as an auto salesman. Pershing would do better to teach the drive— but if there’s anything in heredity August Wilhelm can show ‘em how to stop the car on the ragged edge of the sweet bye-and-bye. comicbooks.com