The news & observer. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1894-current, 1904-07-24

the lecturer brought the glass 10
his lips, his face expressive of bound
less satisfaction, he paused, puckered
his mouth, blew forcibly over the rim
of the glass and drank deeply.
elm Bier!" cried a stentorlan
gallery voice and the speaker almost
Unconsciously he had "blown 3lt
the foam"
In this day of the development ol
the mechanical sciences 1t is pecollllilS
more and more the case that the mon
who works with his hands IN an II
telligent way, is overlapping III lii"r
cial return the man who is depenaenl
mon his head. OF course this Is
true only when the head ana the
hand are both only ordinarily ski
ful. the returns for head that mas
really an Overwhelming amount
brains will always far eXceeu tiIooe
of the most expert hands. But "Heh
one contemDlates the army OIL cleI Ms
the book-keepers, the more VI 1865
efficient accountants the ScHool leo'Ci
ers one can get by the score ana Tor
song the wages of the mechanics
loom ND largely by comparison. is
+biS tbe fault of a wrong educational
ideaI2 And. if so. will the present
dav craze for Industrial education re-
suit in the swinging of the pendulum
to the other extreme?
Two remarks which are suggestive
along this line came recently TO the
writer's ears
The one was made by trust mag
nate. a man of millions who was de-
nloring the fact that he had a $4,000
lob to let and couldn't find the man
10 fill it. Necessarily the place was
one which called for the genius OF the
broad mind which, controlling, does
NOT bother about detail. If he found
the man he wanted, doubtless he
was already enjoying a salary OF
fifteen instead of ten thousand dollars
The other was commentary on
education run to seed made by Dr.
George Il. Winston:
"Why do you know" said he
that in Germany there are actual in
stances where men have spent their
lives until fifty years of age in going
through and taking degrees from the
Universities and have then sat down
and devoted ten years TO the writing
of an essay on the causes produc-
ton of the change of color in the
tails of horses of the present day
from the equine shade that was pop
ular in the time of the Pharaos?
A summer school teacher the other
day was standing in the bathing pool
at the park watching the antics of
the up-to-date little deYils who swim
almost as soon as they can walk.
Are you boys swimming?' he
asked as he hcstated on the brink.
"Betcherlife," said one of the
youthful porooises as he rose spout
ing from dive.
"How deep is it?'' asked the coun-
try school-master inserting cautious
toe.
Eight feet!' shouted Young
American proudly, rolling over on his
back.
The summer schooler could not
swim. but he had suffered from the
jibes of the sarcastic small boy and he
thought he smelled joke.
"All right" he said, smiling bland
ly at his own perception. Here
goes!"
There was a splash and the teacher
disappeared. In q second or so his
head bobbed from the surface of the
pool and vanished. A second time
he bobbed to the top. His eyes We're
staring and his armes splashing wild
ly AS his mouth cleared the water
he gave g strangled cry for help and
sank again.
Cheese it, de guys drownded!
yelled the small boy chorus and when
the head of the big siX-footer came up
again it was seized by five or six pair
of small hands and the teacher
safely hauled ashore, where he lay
grasping for breath while gallons OF
water poured from his mouth. Pres
emily he revived and, gazing on the
semi-circle of naked boys that stood
about, said something about saving
his life
"G'wan."' said the ring leader. 1--WE
didn't save nuttings!"
"a growed man what can't swim!"
shouted another disgustedly as he
somer-saulted off the spring board.
"Borned in dc SALARY yelled a
third and he, too, took refuge in the
safer element.
And the teacher, his eyes swollen
with the exertion of Kidding himself
of the water he had swallowed, stag
gered off to his dressing room while
the pool with one voice chorused
swcetly:
Mamma may 1 go out to .swim!'
A prominent lawyer of this city of
Falstaffian build told his servant to
lind and bring to him his belt for
his negligee suit She soon returned
with a Saratoga trunk strap, having
a clear conception of the eternal fit
ness" of things.
A charmingly cynical French poem
has been thus accurately translated
into English slang. The poem reads:
lie vie est vaine,
Tn peu d amour,
Un pen de haine
EFT puts, bon jour.
La vie est breve