Life — October 2, 1913 — page 11: what you’re looking at

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Stab for the joy of the thrust, Shoot for the song of the lead! Endless revolt South America’s fate, Portuguese struggles that never abate; Never a prayer for the dead, Nothing of honor or trust! Kill for revenge or for gain, Passion or greed be the guide! Pride-swelled America spattered with gore, Murder and lynching from mountain to shore; Proudest the tongue that has lied, Proudest the hand that has slain! Welcome the gloom of the night, Welcome the clangor and jars! Banish all brotherhood, scorn to make peac Crown lust and appetite, bid love to cease; Ho! for the glorious fight! Hail to the great god Mars! Slaves LAVES were at one time black in color. But now they generally come white. They are of alk ages— from ten years up—and are very useful, not only because of their labors, but also from the fact that they furnish our leading magazines with articles to supplement their adver- tisements, and our clergymen with topics for their sermons. It was thought at one time that slaves might go out, but, it having been demonstrated that they are necessary for the maintenance of Christian ideals, they have become more firmly established than. ever. At one time slaves were bought and sold in market places by private men of means, at retail. Now that they are employed by wholesale and fostered by the government, this practice has gone out. There is another difference between the old-time slave and the one of to-day which might be mentioned. The old-time slave knew that he was a slave. The slave of to-day doesn’t know it. He thinks he is free, it having been discovered that when a slave is laboring under this delusion he can do about twice as much work. Life’s Fresh Air Fund Inclusive of 1912, Lirt's Fresn Air Fux has been in operation twenty-six years. In that time it has expended $139,304.44 and has given a fortnight in the country to 34.748 poor city children. The Fund is supported entirely by bequests and voluntary con- tributions, which are acknowledged in this column. Previously acknowledged + $6,609.40 From Cornwall Friends ° 13.85 W. R. Harney . . 25.00 M. LF... . 1.00 August contribution of the boys at Camp Wyanoke... . 14.98 Proceeds of a candy, ice cream and lemonade sale, held by the Habefrenda Club at Craigville, Cape Cod, Mass., composed of Doris Berry. president; Helen Wilson, Phoebe Rall, Aurelia Hall, Dorothy Wilson, Ruth Berry, Marion Hopkins and Elizabeth Alexandria ...c.-. 2002 $6,679.73 ON THE WRONG SIDE The Morality of War UST as certain theologians maintain that the salvation Jo man is not practicable without that which General Sherman declared war to be, so we have always with us those who stand up for the moral necessity of war itself. They point you to the Crusades. What, they ask, if Haroun el Raschid and Richard of the Lion Heart had got together, named the King of Cathay a third arbi- trator, and settled the whole business without resort to arms? Or if, for that matter, cny other great, convulsive war had never been? There is, these persons argue, no bravery like martial bravery to stir men’s souls. All through the Scriptures, they point out, the Chris: character is constantly de- scribed as a soldierly character, Can you, they demand, beat it? Nor do they scruple, in fine, to show disrespect for the peace party. In that connection they will relate you the story of the old darkey who, on being left a widower for the fourth time, remarked that we are in the hands of “an all-wise and unscrupulous Providence,” “ Providence,” you hear these advocates of war insist, “ knows curiously few of the scruples of the Mohonk Conference!" comicbooks.com