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sz mammannsnciineinaeemncentiniirnssiatalllscinastasa Editors H. Cooke 1 J. A, Waldron liam Morris Houghton illiam Edgar Fisher EDITORIAL So Much for Beveridge = een, RoFESSOR CorELAND's Wednesday nights, or it may be is Monday nights (the particular day of the week is not germain to our tale), still a famous institution \t these informal receptions, held in his bachelor chambers in Hollis, there usually appeared in days gone by at | mong the rest, to sit before the grate fire and listen to Copie’s racy and stimulating comment on things literary and social and drink his beer. at Harvard. ast one negro student and also to smoke his cigarettes No doubt the negro student is a fixture of these gatherings to this day, notwithstanding the example of inhospitality recently set by President Lowell. Copie. is to take his fashions from others. As for the beer, we can’t say, though—Copie is not one to take his fashions from others. not one But even twenty years ago there were Southern students at Harvard who considered the presence of a negro at these Wednesday-Monday nights a breach of all the soc One such, who attempted to canons. gue the matter with the pro- fessor, wound up with the “Would you be umiliar pose willing to have your sister marr: a negro? “But my sister is already marric Ex-Senator Beveridge has said tl court must and would have decided replied Copie. t “any international st” the American colonies in their controversy with Great Britain in 1776. He implies, therefore, that our flirtation with such a court at the present time is a fatal erro’ Miss Columbia a dependency?” “Would you be willing to have he asks in effect. “But,” we reply, “she is already independent.” The New Hiker NE of the curious by-products of a motor-ridden age seems to be a renaissance of long distance pedestrian- ism. A young friend of ours, a student at Dartmouth, as lately arrived in New York after “walking” from Hanover, N. H. That is to say, he set forth walking, but he covered nine-tenths of the distance in the automobiles of friendly rs-by, as he had fully expected to do. tinuing to Chicago in the same fashion. He intends con- pass The girls are at it too. A newspaperman from Washington, D. C., who is driving to the Pacific Coast and back, recently reported the roads alive with girls walking to Hollywood to enter the movies. Of two hundred pedestriennes whom he had already favored with lifts, about one hundred and fifty were moving movic-wards; thirty more were college graduates on sight-sccing hikes to Colorado, and the rest were journey- men servant girls. Incidentally, he said he had given rides to twice as many men in the same time. This sort of hiking is like sailing a boat with a kicker in the stern. Let the pace become a bore and, with an automobik for every other family in the land, it is morally certain that along any well-traveled highway some one will appear presently with both the room and the inclination to take the weight off Meanwhile than they would be if you were stationary; you are seeing the country, your feet and speed you toward your destination. your responsibilities and expenses are no mor and above all you are sampling the companionability of its We can visualize the whole country on the move soon, one half getting lifts from the other half, unless of course motorists as a class grow tiredof functioning ¢ without 7 Russian s common carriers In such a contingency they may do just as the railroads did under similar circumstances —stop running. Ouch! tnutaM H. Axpersonx, of the Anti-Saloon League, \ \ has made a characteristic attack upon President Nicholas Murray Butler lumbia University in which he says that Dr. Butler a “seeret reason for his He threatens to tell what that seeret is, and the Hartford Courant suggests that at the same time he tell where he himself got that he did with it. In other words, those who have closets of their own should be careful how they flirt with strange skeletons. venom” against prohibition. 24,700 and just what The Packer's Predicament EARS AGO Jeremiah Jenks wrote a book on trusts in Y which he pointed out that great corporations, when they have passed a certain point in size, begin to lose ground as against the “independents.” The rea son he gave is one that xcs to the roots of things human—that once a business organiza ion has grown too big to be controlled by a single personality it wastes more through lack of coherence and unity than it can ever make up in the economies of large scale production. Always provided, of course, that among there are not included railroad rebates and other unfair practices now largely eliminated The packing industry is affording to-day these “economies” a demon- as nes stration of this law as ever aroused the j buster. ulousy of a trust The Armour and Morris packing concerns of Chicazo are trying to persuade the Government that they should be allowed to combine for their self-preservation. Meanwhile, the report of the Federal T | the fact that for years the “independents” as a class had made higher profits than the “five great packers.” ude Commission in 1919 establish They have so encroached in consequence on the virtual monopoly once enjoyed by the big five that now they control 40 per cent. of all the Governmentally inspected animal slaughtering and packing business in the country. “They (the Government's economic experts) point out,” writes William Hard in the New York Mail, “that the ‘one plant’ man can give his business a direct, continuous personal push, while the man who is running m: ny plants at many different spots has to rely on an ‘overhead’ administrative machine ss personal and more bureaucratic. This seems a strange argument for further combination. But, then, what’s a poor overgrown packer to do these days, disintegrate? comicbooks.com