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facts that the problem involves. then the
study justifies itself. even though no
definite and conclusive answer be Cd
tainable. This writer is of opinion that
the race problem in the United States IS
of the practically insoluble sort But ne
also believes that study OF what thls
problem involves is of the highest prac-
tical Importance. And the purpose OF
this work is to set out. in so far as thlS
is possible. the nature of this race prob
lem and it's bearing upon our democratic
aims and ideals. Much has already been
done in social psychology by trained in
vestigators. This work explains the
processes by which an individual! grad
ually lives himself into the lives of those
about him. at the same time maintaining
his own individuality. Mr.. Mecklin uses
this work to explain the race traits of
the negro and to show the way in which
the negro assimlates, or does not assim-
late. the civilization of the white race.
He discusses the philosophy of the col
or line" and draws certain duties and OBJ
legations resting upon the negro from its
persistence wherever the two races meet
in large numbers. This entire study into
the fundamental and deep-seated causes
of race friction is set up against the
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by financial returns. Now as a matter of
fact. do the doctor and the lawyer rep
resentatives of conspicuous professions.
work for others and not themselves. any
more than does the merchant who sells
clothes for cover and warmth. o. the
corporation that transports travellers
through the city streets. or any other
concern that contributes for pay to the
general comfort? And is not lawyer
really measured by the number and size
of his fees and the doctor. too?
With clearneSs. vigor and a usually
happy responsiveness MIR. Brandeis dis
cusses in concrete way the most general
forms of business efficiency in various
fields and outlines certain ways of achiev-
ing this efficiency. The book opens with
an interesting sketch of Mr.. Brandeis and
his most important work by Ernest Poole.
DEMOCRACY AND RACE FRICTION;
study In Social Ethics. BY John
Moffatt Mecklin. Phi. D., professor
of philosophy in the University of
Pittsburgh. New York: The Mac
milan Company.
That A problem is insoluble is, in it
self. no good reason why the problem
should not be studied. If this study lis
able to reveal certain great and vital
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from the window. Hurriediy she poured
her last measure of coffee into the pot.
There was piece of corn bread on the
shelf: there We're eggs in the basket In
the cellar were potatoes and cabbages.
and carrots and apples. and the fruit she
had canned with such hope in her work.
Oh. she had plenty to eat. 1t was not
her body that starved.
She ate from sense of duty. not be-
cause she liked the taste of the food.
Then she made her rooms tidy. After
this she wrapped herself up and waded
forth to feed her hens Even out OF
doors the stiffness seemed to be that OF
a vacuum. She was glad to hear the
clucking Of the hens. There were some
fresh eggs in the nests and she gathered
them, feeling a faint pleasure at the
sight and touch of them. Then she
started to wade back 20 the house.
She had reached the door when a great
black animal floundered around the cor
ner of the house, jaws open, red tongue
showing. At sight of her he gave a bark
of welcome and wallowed nearer. Hilda
stood staring at him. A dog. And such
big. friendly. neighborly dog to come
all the way through the drifts to her!
She swayed toward him. holding out
both hands. tears of JOY in her eyes. The
dog struggled to her. reared and flung
himself upon her snow and all. His
tongue touched her cheek.
At that moment man came round the
corner of the house. He had snowshoes
upon his feet and knitted cap upon
his head. He was big. ruddy, whole
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Pointed Paragraphs.

Necessity is often mistaken for cour-
age.
Did you ever hear of woman suffer-
ing untold agony?
We refuse to Judge a mans character
by his actions in public.
Love may be blind, but the girls small
brother sees things.
Many a harmless looking bottle con-
tains lot of fish stories
It's lonely day in a yellow dogs life
if nobody hands him kick.
And some women wear shoes too small
because the right size is too large
Good judgment frequently enables a
man to use the good judgment of others.
With one foot in the grave 1t doesn't
take man very long to get there with
both feet.
Give the true American a daily news
paper and a piece of pie and he will
make himself at home anywhere on
earth.
ditH, Hope anu SHdtllS peloiS 10 tne
man who lends his new umbrella to a
friend.
Kind words and bald heads never dye
Silence is the wisest argument of an
ignorant man.
Dreaming sweet dreams comes as nat
ural to a girl as fly to a bald head.
And one good action is worth more
than a hundred good intentions.
Gold may be the key to society, but
poverty is the strongest bar.
One way not to be happy is to have
more time and money than you know
what to do with.
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discusses first the big things of this
countryside government. the govern
mental reach of the United States. its
resources. its enterprise. its big bust
ness" From these important subjects he
moves to an amusing and entertaining
survey of our manners our women, our
amusements. dress dinners, sports And
all the time he keeps up running COM
parson between his own country and
ours. Great good nature marks these
comments. and genuine admiration and
real friendship though upon occasion the
writer does not hesitate to withhold ap
proval or even to express Interpretation
of this or that in our national life. In
his discussion of American women WI
Tingfang .ingeniousy divides them into
three classes first. those who wish to
be praised: second, those who wish to be
adversely criticised and condemned. and
third. those who are simply curious to
hear what others think of them. This
classification certainly speaks well for
the writer's creduity. even though it may
discount his observation. In general.
however one must grant shrewd obser-
walton, sound Judgment. wise and witty
comment, to this oriental diplomat.
GREAT DAYS. By Frank Harris. author
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DAY WITH TEAE BOOK LOVERS I'm WASHINGTON LIBRARIES

Would you mind speaking a little
loudero" he requested.
The number looked up in astonish-
ment.
What did you say" he inquired
IT said," replied the nervous man,
I would listen to you with pleasure. 1
can't read and harken to your CONVEX
sation at the same time. SO 1 have de-
cided to listen to you"
The number arsoe with dignity. 1t
was plain that he was not going to
waste any conversation that day. He
walked to the end of the room and
found himself another seat far, far
away from anybody.
They tell a tale at the Public Library
which may or may not be true. 1t con-
Germs "a certain elderly and portly
gentleman who walked up to the desk
one morning not long ago.
"A copy of Omar" he said. calmly
The clerk got busy and hunted up a
new edition OF Fitzgerald's translation
of the Persian poets happy thoughts
on drinking. The portly man took it
absently and wandered away. But he
did not stay away long. He came
right back and his face was flushed
and he was hopping mad.
Il say" he bawled, 'cawn't you let
me have a copy of Omar without Civ
ing a book by beastly beggar who
drank too much?'
But you asked for Omar" pointed
out the clerk, gently.
of course l asked for Omar. and /
want to know why l get this thing in
stead"
1t took the clerk ten or fifteen sec
onds more before he learned that a
chronic case of falling his" made it
impossible for the portly gentleman to
say Homer.
Library officials in Congress have
been specializing recently concerning
the identity of the little woman in
the black hat who calls regularly
every week and asks to be shown
copies of Harpers magazines dating
back about twenty-five years. Whether
she is INDUCING in research work or
there is some mellow associate
which she seeks to keep alive. they
do not know.
Interesting as are the books in the
library. they are no more interesting
nor educating. for that matter-than
the widely different. ever-changing
book lovers. who sit for long hours in
the silent, cool reading rooms in per-
feet contentment with all the world.
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of THE Bomb" etc. New York:
Mitchell kennerley.

Mr.. Harris Great Days" is welcome
change from the ubiquitous problem
novel. pleasant relief from the dilute
society story. Here in a compact body
of wildly dramatic action is stir of
robust and romantic adventure that goes
back to the close of the eighteenth
century for it's special feature and
flavor. Smugglers ply their shady and
dangerous trade off the coasts of
France and England. War between the
two countries multiplies the hazards
and puts to strongest proof the metal
of the engaging young hero who passes
from England to France and back
again in an ever-increasing tangle of
risk and adventure. Pictures of the
France of that day and of the French
glimpses of Napoleon, sketches of one
and another renowned Englishman of
the time are made with much more
than common respect for the essential
truth of history when this in any way
enters into novel making. Though
somewhat remote in setting and I'M
familiar to us in action. the charac-
tiers of this story are fresh in their
human nature. as they should be. This
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THE new PATRIOTISM,
BY DIR. FRANK CRANE.
Copyright. 1911. by Frank Crane.)

The old patriotism shot off firecrackers
symbolic of battle; had military parades
fired the big guns at the arsenal and toy
pistols in the street.
The glory of the country was supposed
to be somehow tied up with war
Orators spoke of the colonalS who
licked England and of the war of the
sixties. when Americans butchered each
other wholesale
The old patriotism wanted to whip
Spain, and wants to move on to Mexico,
and is spelling for the conquest of Japan
or of any other nation that crooks a
finger at us.
The new patriotism sees that the ma
ton is more in danger of rottinS within
than of invasion from without.
1t is more agitated over the army of
the unemployed that bes!eges the cities
in winter than ii is over the forces of
Carranza or the fleets of Europe.
1t is awake to the danger of the beast
whose name is privilege. whose taste is
for the life blood of democracy
II is studying to limit vast wealth, ag-
Sregated capital IN the t2nds of ire
sponsible individuals. corporate greed
that corrupts legislatures, debauches
states, prostitutes government, while it
destroys little children in its factories
and men in its mines.
The new patriotism dreams of a city
beautiful. tree-lined streets. Fairgrounds
for the children some measure of the
joy of living in the industrial grind
1t attacks the insanitary tenement
house, the sweatshop poisoned food, ty-
phoid water works. polluted streams
The day of the man on horseback is
past: the day of the hero of social serv-
ice is drawing.
The new patriotism IS shy of philan-
thropy. 1t does not seek gifts from
swollen fortunes to alleviate poverty. 1t
endearors to organize the people SO that
all may get their just dues. SO that all
working together in democratic inst!tu
tons may build their own colleges, Ii
braries, hospitals and the like.
1t conceives a new ideal of the state,
as social organism protecting the weak,
restraining the strong.
The new patriotism does not advertise
for men willing to die for their country,
for their country. to work, think and act
for their country.
The new patriotism coTets no other
countrys land. 1t sends ships and sol
diers to Mexico not to kill but to help.
1t is sane. intelligent. shrewd, sincere
1t hates race hate. 1t is on fire for JUS
tice. not war.
Under the inspiration of the new pa
triotism a great army is rising, an army
of men and women who love their coun-
try for its humanitieS. not for its brute
power nor Grass success, an army ready
to contend
For the right against the wrong
For the weak against tie strong,
For the poor wloye waited long
For the brighter age TO be.
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that I've found out I've got some neigh
boris" she said.
John Otis looked at her. Eyes. you've
got neighbors,' he said, land good ones,
100, you'll find. You poor. little, desert
ed thing. I'd take you home with me if
I could. but you'd never be able to get
through the snow. AS soon as You can
you shall go to my mother. And want
to say right here my mothers the best
woman that ever lived. She'll stand by
you. She's stood by me all my life, even
when 1 took a fool notion to turn farm
er. Now you go in where it's warm. I'm
going back home. but I'll leave Sable
here to take care of you He's too old
and tired to make another trip this morn
ing. Goodbye. little neighbor. Keep a
good fire and hang on to your courage"
He stripped his dark head of it's knit
ted cap. He opened the door for her and
with her. Sable" he said. land take good
care of her till l come back"
Light and life and color came to Hill
das wistful face. ''Oh, are you coming
back?" she whispered.
He smiled Sure. I'm coming back, "
he said. Pm going to bring you some
books and magazines and some other
things. You just watch for me. will
you?"
Yes said Hilda. IN watch for you. .
She stood at the window and saw him
go. driving forward on his snowshoes
The old dog watched knowingly. Hilda
had her hand on his head. His presence
comforted her. But the assurance in
her own heart comfortsd her still more.
He'll come backi she said. .'Oh. /
feel somehow that he means happiness
for me, He is a good man, better than
Felix. His eyes and mouth say so. AND
his mother sent him. They're my neigh
bors. Yes. he'll come back. Won't he
Sable?"
And Sable barked joyously:- Sure!
Sure!'
CThe Enid
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Let US CO. he said to his friend
ito some place where there is a little
intelligence
And they departed. Some of the other
readers were inclined to take up a col
lection and buy the little baldish man a
hero medal.
Ordinary eyeglass wearers hang their
heads in shame when one man comes into
the library. He has an outfit of assorted
glassware that any young oculist would
consider sufficient to open up shop with.
He gets his book and hunts out a. seat
near a window Then comes the per-
Torrance. From his right coat pocket
the reader produces pair of huge tortoise
shell spectacles and places these hrmiy
but gently upon his fine old Roman nose.
Then he searches himself again, and from
the general direction of his vest he I'M
earths a pair of nose spectacles. Ihese
go outside the tortoise shell arrange
ments. Again he shakes himself oown
and proudly produces something that
looks like a telescope lens with a blacA
handle With these implements ana q
large green shade-the last article Oh
adornment-he is ready to read
By this time everybody IN the reao-
ing room is watching him, hope1ul!s;
They are confident that he Will maui
out an X-ray and some ultra violet
rays and a telescope before he gets
settled Thus far he has disappointed
them concerning these trifies. He reads
for while, guiding his path to knowl-
edge by moving the lens along the
printed pages. At the end of half an
hour he stops and changes his nose
spectacles. That man looks more like
the front of a jewelry store when ne
is reading than any other human being
in Washington.
Some people have the unfortunate
habit of mumbling when they read
They don't mean to do it, but they
just can't help it. And it was one of
these who nearly caused smash-up
recently. He had his nose buried in
book. and from it's pages, about three
inches away from his nose, the steady
.'mumm- m UNI num- with an occasion
al .heega" and few "blowtherens"
thrown in for variety's sake, arose on
the summer air. The man who was
sitting next to him was a nervous man.
The latter stood it as long as he could
and then laid his book down deliber-
ately.
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BOOKS RECEIVED.

THE CULTURE OF ANCIENT ISRAEL.
BY Carl Heinrich Cornill. professor
of Old Testament history in tho
University OF Halle. Chicago: Open
Court Publishing Company.
TEN SEX TALKS TO BOYS tTen Years
and OidcrD. BY Irving David Stein
hardt. NJ. D.. author of Ten Sex
Talks to Girls with IL illustra-
tons. Philadelphia: J. B. Lipptncott
Company.
THE HISTORICAL CHRIST; or. an
Investigation Of the Views Of Mr..
}. ". Robertson. DIR. a. Drevva and
Prof. W. n. smith. by Fred {. Cony-
beare. NJ. A.. F. h. A. etc. Chicago:
The Open Court Publishing Com
pany.
HUNT THE SLIPPER; n Novel. by
Oliver MADDOX Hueifer. author OF
Marjory Pigeon etc. New York
John Lane Company.
EDUCATIONAL MISSIONS. BY James
L. Barton. secretary American
Board of Commissioners for Foreign
Missions. author of "Daybreak in
Turkey etc. New York: Student
Volunteer Movement for Foreign
Missions.
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popular in restricted sense. And he
was unheard of a few years ago"
i.
But after all it is not the officials. but
the individuals, who hourly, daily,
weekly, come and consume books by
the barrelful
There is. for instance, a magnificent
individual who comes into the Library
OF Congress regularly and demands a
copy. of Henry James. He never speci-
fies what works of Henry's he wants
He just asks for Henry. And they give
him the book. after conversation
which runs about follows:
Have you a copy of Henry James
works.
Yes. sir: what works."
Any works: Henry James, | said"
But my dear sir
Here the pretentious man breaks in
ponderously
orders. peremptorily. And the booker
rather the books. are brought forthwith.
He picks out one, any one. and carries
it over to a desk Thee hours later the
employees wake him from a highly re-
freshing Slumber and point out to him
the fact that his hasso snoring. while
undoubtedly an acquisition to music. is
interfering seriously with the mental
processes of a number of other readers.
This man is but one of the types that
can be found within the confines of the
libraries. Take the case of the little
man with the dropping mustache who in
sists upon having his La Vie Paris
iennes.' There is no reason why this
elderly gentleman Shouldn't spend his
declining days in studying some high
and elevating work. But not for him.
Not on your life! He was one of the
kind of men who didn't give a hang
about the Last Leaf on the Tree kind
of stuff. He wanted lot of action. ANY
one can get action in the little maya
zine mentioned. And that old man, with
stacl, of back-numbers under his arm.
walked to a desk and sat down. and
chuckled in a truly realistic manner. If
he couldn't read the text he was certainly
making one of the best bluffs that were
ever pulled off in that library.
Nowhere in the world is the adage that
clothes make the man" more excel
lently typifed than by a. little story
which they tell of man who regularly
visits the Library of Congress. When
this man came to Washington he was
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lifts the whole into immediate interest
and saves 1t from the archaic dizziness
that so often afflicts stories about
earlier days. A splendid story of ro-
mantle adventure.
QUICK ACTION. BY Robert Chambers.
author Of THE Gay Rebellion" etc
New York: d. Appleton & Co.
These tales of sentimental celebrity
are told by the crystal-gazing houri
whose picture graces the front lid of
this volume. One formula does service
for them all. A sudden and unconven-
tionai meeting takes place between two
altogether charming young people of OPP
posite sex. An immediate. dead-ripe &C
quairtance follows. and this is promptly
pushed aside to make way for a full
f1edged courtship. This IN turn IS sub
jected to swift custer for the sake of a
marriage ceremony
AS the crystal-gazer finishes the first
of these .'Guick-action stories. one of
the auditors is moved by an honest
frankness to say. That is pretty poor
fiction, Athalie.'' The proper place for
this verdict is at the end of the volume,
where it may do service for all of these
inventions.
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AMERICA, ThrOugfe the Spectacles of
mn Oriental DlnlOmnt Ry Wu

about one jump ahead of absolute dest-
| tuition His clothes were seedy, his shoes
were broken and he was all in all plti-
able object. Writing, 1t seems, was his
trade He had the habit of digging up
little items from books infrequently read
and these he sold to various publications
The man who usually waited on him
did everything he could to ease the
, mans embarrassment. But there was
something in the mans very attitude
of cringing abjectness that nothing could
destroy. Old, broken shoes and shappy
clothes seemed to have Slapped his spirit
and made him continual apology from
the small beginnings the man succeeded
rapidly. He continued his visits ana me
man at the distributing desk noticed the
gradual improvement. First new shoes,
then a new suit. then a new hat The
clerk is telling the story:
Il never saw man improve so in
my life His conversational tone, even
his choice of words. improved won
derfully. Most of all, he developed
self-confidence that expanded until he
honestly imagined that he was DONG
the United States government favor
by borrowing it's books"
There are many stories that the
clerks in the libraries can tell of the
people who come there in summer to
browse dfouHu- uH'ii INC hieSi
noon is gone. One of the most inter-
esting characters in the Library of
Congress is little old man with
stubby white whiskers. He is a Teu
ton. apparently. One day he came in
and asked for the score of "Lohengrin."
You mean the libretto?" the clerk
inquired.
No" replied the little man. wat l
want is de music.
They brought him music score and
he solemnly carried 1t to a. desk and
began porting over it. exactly as though
it were an Interesting book of fiction
or something of that kind.
Wy didn't he change desc chords ~
the attendants would hear him NUT
terng to himself. He" whom the lit
tie German referred to was Wagner.
Sometimes the little man would bring
friend and each would come in and
make copious notes on the backs of
envelopes or anything else that was
handy. After an hours time they would
go outside somewhere and hold long
arguments concerning the merits of the
books.
There is one form of hot-weather pest