Newark post., 1912-03-27

transform into a fine art, I once
saw kitchen sink converted into Il
sanctuary Of art and beauty. The
genius OF ages was above and
around it. Painting. history.
poetry; yes, if you will. architec-
ture even; for the walls were pitch
ed ON the architectural lines of An
Gent France. not those of a United
States contractor. | see no rca-
son why we should not 90 to the
ends OF the earth for the best mod
els OF things, if we must. to bring
back home. where we have as vet so
few GOOD patterns.
One may compare this Kitchen in
the heart Of democratic America,
with certain kitchens among the
Pennsylvania Germans. swept and
garnlShed indeed. but from which
the l'oly Spirit has been driven
0Ht by norcenary and nvaririnu>
scOurocS.
The former had been converted
INTO a shrine of labor i'm which the
spirit OF the toiler knelt. 4 bit of
the Scnlptor'S skill in marble, pur-
chased with the blood and tears of
endcavor was there. Mignonctte
and pansie~ incensed it as with the
Creator s own breath. \ length Of
hand wrought lace. woven bv pure
hands and brought over seas par
tally veiled this Secret Beauty.
Never saw | silver and glass so
brightly FURNISHED. nor floors so
snowy clean. A sister of charity
had transformed Il kitchen sink
into shrine. The ''learned
tongue of the most universal Ian
"ua"c IN the world was almost ma
tive to this American woman who
gently intoned her Pater Nostcr
qul est III coeli as she turned on the
hot or cold water faucet.
How can we succeed in a work
which we dcspise and deridc9 Self
confidence is Il perilous thing. but
an intense confidence in our work.
that confidence which almost
amounts to il noble insOlencc-this
is indispensable to all good achieve
ment.
The standard bearer fights his
way to the front. If in so doing he
gets a ball or two 50 long as it is
not fatal. he may fall and lie in ST.
Ipncr, the standard still in hi,
hand. Then. as another is about It
WroSt it from him. the enforcing
life triumphs. and he hurIs him.
self forward again. Such is the
work Of a standard bearer of the
American Press. The Lord Of tn,
Universe drove the money changers
out Of the temple with whip and
SccUrge. as His Vicar Plus Y drove
the ModerniStS out Of the Fold tC
which they were traitors; but
neither Lord nor Servant ragged
one stone Of the temple itself. On
/ the contrary. these acts Of Justice
served but to add one more pin
nacle to its soaring grace. Let
/ American writer's clean the Press
from within. and stop hurting
stones from without. The Press
now suffering such abuse can never
be eXonerated by these traitors il
her fold" stuff writer's. "spac,
illers' shamefacedly writhing il
their own ''performances;' fol
these but contribute to the scanda
which they upbraid.
Let us who revere our work. an,
who have built a temple of labor
about it. preserve it from assault
Whether ii he a kitchen sink. or I
monument Of brass in words. let IL
enshrinc it. and make Of it a play
crful toll Of the spirit. Sometime
we may have to shut the doors 0,
it in what may seem stubborn 81
lence. until some "stuff writer.
some "space fller' has exhausted
his mind upon it. But watch anc
see. You will observe how the en-
closed perfume Of your flowers j
enriched by the contraction OF YOU
space, how the light concentrate
on yOur work.