Judge — September 13, 1919 — page 16: what you’re looking at

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Drown by Heawas Patven Judge Editorials Joux A. Stetcner, President Revpen P. Scescuer, Secretary Peratrox Maxwett, Edit J CLorues OVERNMENT experts have been figuring upon the cost of clothing to the working man and his wife. There is a lot of figuring in and about Washington. Some if it is theoretical at a time when practical things have a stronger appeal. The experts say that in 1919 the working man had to pay $5.55 for “the three pairs of overalls” which cost him only in 1914, and that the working man’s wife is called upon for $2.25 for the “three aprons” which in 1914 cost her ninety cents. Fabricators and sellers of apparel have been talking lately about autumn and winter prices. From their outlook a suit of clothing for the decently-dressed man will leave nothing but “chicken feed” from a $100 note. But who has lately heard the working man cry out about the cost of his overall Working men and mechanics have been buying luxurious things formerly presumed to be obtainable by the rich only, including jewelry and art objects? he term “wages,”’ which now alone adheres to the stipends of many intellectual workers, is no longer a term to be applied to the working man’s emolument. He has arrived at the dignity of “income,” or “salary His “pay”? has stretched amazingly, while that of the mass of men who work with their brains has remained inelastic. Most persons of highly respectable antecedents in a money way have for some time been distinguished by the old clothes they wear. It has been left to the newly-rich, who have mul- tiplied, and to working men and mechanics, who are exceptionally prosperous, to set and illustrate the fash- ions. Drown by 3.1K. Bar ass . Warvron, Literary Editor Grant E. Hasuvton, Art Director ALE. Rottaver, Treasurer Lawton Mackatt, Managing Editor of the well-to-do seems to have disappeared; and the struggles of dudes with limited incomes to appear sartorially fresh and distinguished amuse. Tue Tyranny or TRIFLES Tr suggestion made some time ago that Thanks- giving be hereafter observed on November 11 Victory Day—has everything in its favor ex- cept the probability of adoption. Habits are queer things—the less there is to be said in defense of a habit, the harder it is to break away from it. There is no basic significance or sentiment attaching to the last Thursday in November. There is every significance and sentiment attaching to November 11 as a day of thanks so long as the world endures. But it is in our blood and in our minds that the last Thurs- day in November is the day, and we are as little likely to change it as to abandon the church we regularl} stay away from. 5 Smells The tyranny of trifles! March the Fourth never meant anything. Pure accident made it Inauguration Day. March the Fourth means nothing today, except the vilest weather, the bleakest winds, the greatest likelihood of sudden death to those who attend the inauguration. One of our Presidents is supposed to have died of too much March the Fourth, to say nothing of lesser dignitaries. Yet in this time of flux, when everything in public life and institutions is un- dergoing revolutionary changes, we cling to March the Fourth! Jupe s The more a wise man learns the less he worries about what he doesn’t know. * * * Some people have such Of course there are some compensations. The old- clothes merchant who used to make vocal the vicinities Seceet Thing—My girl at the church social last n ought to speak to him about it? hirdly—Why? Doesn't he know it? geously with another fiancé flirted ou tor. Do you think I original ways of looking at things that they don’t see them at all.