The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1911-10-18
ev ESTHER GRIFFIN WHITE.

A resident of the National Road OPP
posite the Earlham campus said the
other day that it was understood a
trustee of Earlham college had stated
that it seemed impossible to prevent
the traction company from cutting in
to the row of trees previously under
discussion, and that if they did cut
into them. when they erected the new
poles for the wires. the trees would be
so badly injured that they might as
we'll be entirely eliminated. In fact
that they would be so mutilated they
would deface the landscape.
Everything is being done. it seems,
that can be done to save the trees
and yet they must 20 if the traction
company so Wills.
Who or what the "doose" is thd
traction company?
Who arc these supcrlords that is
sue cdicts from their remote fastnes-
ses in indianapolis or wherever they
live, who slash round the country
willy-nilly, and after uprOoting all
the trees, hitting up the vegetation,
streets and refusing to get out of
their own way offer the public the ex-
Quisite privilege Of riding on their
dirty, ll-smelling, NANCY, uncomfor-
table and incOnvenient cars.
The good points of the traction sys-
TEN are the frequency with which
cars start and stop and formerly the
reduced rate of mileage. This latter
consideration no longer holds, howev-
er, as the prices for tickets are the
same as those on the steam cars. Or
SO it was announced some time since.
Whether or not this has gone into eff
feet the writer doesn't know.
However it remains that it would be
nothing short of crime to permit a
single leaf of this splendid row of
naples to be touched. There must be
some way out of it.
Certainly there's no law compell-
ing the public to be swallowed alive
by the traction company.
If their tracks are in the Glen that's
not their fault.
That much can be said. The COM
pany didn't want to put it's tracks
through our city park. Not for aes-
thetic reasons but for financial. But
it was compelled to do this by our
then lovely board of public works
aided and abetted by sundry large
minded citizens, and there the the
tracks are seemingly staying.
But the insatiate corporation nav
needn't be constantly fed by our &C
commodating citizens. These trees
might be bad for it's digestion. The
trees don't have to be cut down. Let
the traction company root round and
find way out.
'If that row of trees is cut into or
down by the traction company said
a leading citizeness, 1T will be the
fault of Richmond Richmond
men"
In indianapolis set OF women are
being interviewed by various munich
pal problems and all agree on one
point-the deleterious effects OF
noise
The multiplicity of noises is one of
the marks, strangely enough, of what
is sometimes termed our advanced
civilization"
Noise, however, is more barbaric
than civilized.
Savages whoop. Some beat on tom.
toms.
Civilized savages blow whistles,
toot horns. bang gongs, take singing
lessons, scream at the children, per-
NIT steam to issue hissingly from the
place where its generated. practice
college yells, rattle buggy wheels
play the piano, and do thousand and
one other unnecessary things to set
the nerves on edge.
Consider the laugh alone.
The quality Of laugh is the mark OF
breeding or lack of it. How many
people shrek or below or howl or
giggle or scream.
Very few people have naturally a
pretty laugh.
1t is an invaluable possession.
A shrill laugh, a hysterical laugh
is one of the noises that drives to in
sanity. 1t has sent people to the di
vorce court. An ugly laugh, like a
diversity in the sense of humour. has
wrecked many a matrimonial combin
alton.
Noise is responsible, perhaps. for
half the physical and mental ills OF
civilized humanity.
Certain noises will set people in mo-
ton for murder or the mad house. A
very good man the writer once knew
almost caused dementia by a constant
rafting of keys in his pocket. He
| would walk about from one room tc
another eternally rafting these hor
rible keys. until one wished to cry
aloud and smash the furniture.
Have you not had every nerve set
on edge by the unconscious tapping OF
foot on the floor. the tappee sitting
near you reading maybe or engaged
in some vacuous occupation?
Has not the creak of rocking
chair caused you mental torture?
| Has not the fiendish screech of a
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