Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1913-06-12

York City It's front cover
contains the picture Of rath.
unstylislly gowned woman with her big
toe showing on her sandal, her left arm
holding oloft a pair Of old fashioned
balances, that are evidently no. in ;ood
running crder since there is notmgg in
either pan and yet 4ney do not balance
Over her right shoulder is carelessly
flung something full of stars, supposed
ly an American flag, while her right
grasps small globe, with a st..
Georges cross on top of it, and at her
feet two children are looking up at her
in open mouthed astonishment as
though they were afraid the globe
would drop on them, or else ddn' u like
the cut Of her skirt, which was not hob
bled. That is just the cover, but it is
a fitting introduction to the Gin
nards" of the thing.
From start to finish it is filled with
pitiful pleas for the bereaved widow,
for the fatherless children. There are
word paintings of desolate homes sud.
denly invaded by grim Death, when the
father unthoughtedly kicked the bucket
without leaving a few thousand dollars
of life insurance. There are prose po-
ems exploiting the neglected conditions
of, it says, 100000 children, uncared
for and abandoned to their fate by an
imprOvident father who neglected to in
sure his life. There are illustrations,
songs without words, depicting the ter.
ribe condition of the recent widow,
with nine small children and one at the
breast facing a cold and unchartable
world without life insurance policy
handy to cash in as needed. There are
words without songs, too, impassioned
appeals to all those whose lives have
been insured to at once get busy and
one and all, individually and collective.
ly vociferously and persistently, peti.
tiou their congressman, to save the wild.
ow and the orphan or all that in the
course OF time might become so, and
whose husbands had their lives insured,
from possible woe and want; to prevent
passage Of the infamous income tax
that would make the big charitable in.
stitutions that were insuring their hus.
bands and fathers lives, pay for the
blessed privilege, There are pictures
and stories showing the condition Of
the widow and children after Dad had
insured his life, and unselfshly depart
Cd, so greatly improved such n joyous
round Of happiness, that any self.re
specting man with wife and family
cannot see and read without feeling
that he is low down brute and Grim
inal in not committing suicide There
are other pictures and stories Of the
uninsured variety, where the villain 1,
dead easy winner, and the hero IL
licked to frazzle and dies unwept and
unhonored because he neglected to TAX,
out life insurance policy, And all tn,
time there is q thread OF sadness run
ming through the whole; an lily con
cealcd fear on the EDITORS part, that
the poor life insurance companies will
be forced TO pay an income tax, ant
with this thinly veilcd threat that II
they do, they will take tho coin there
for from the insurance money that has
heretofore made life subsequent tC
dads death so gloriously enjoyable, ant
leave the whole insured gang no better
Off than tho other 100000 neglected
ones.
But we cannot writc further. As W,
turn with trembling and sympathcti,
fingers leaf after leaf of this sorrow
laden volume, our eyes are dimmcd with
toaw until we cannot see to write. Any
way Il is a narrowing tale, and we will
mot inflict You with moro Of II,
II is published aud paid for by IN,