Middlebury register. (Middlebury, Vt.) 1886-1937, 1917-06-22

designs of its projectors, The days Tor
Caesars palaces are dead, Plans that
would have met with glorious success IN
the ages of Babylon and Nineyeh, al
though undertaken by men OF the most
thoroughly trained intelligence, CO.
operating unto one end with skill, per-
sistence, and unanimity whose parallel
the world has never known, sustained
by the utmost devotion OF one OF the
most advanced peoples of the earth,
have failed thus far at least, OF ac-
complshing their end. Every German
lieutenant has carried for years a map
of the roads to Paris, but by some
strange providence those roads were
blocked, Where theory proved victory
certain, there came only stale-mate or
at least a barren triumph, And the end
is not yet,
But in the meantime there have been
the heaps upon heaps Of the slain Of the
strongest and the noblest Of the great
est nations Of the earth, and cities that
were centuries in the building, that
have been loved by generation after
generation, lie in foul and ignoble rum,
The fairest creations of the hand of
man, many of them never to be re-
placed, have gone up in flames or been
scattered in the bursting of she'll
Fields lie waste whose fertility cannot
be restored for score Of years, and
men and women and children have suf-
fered and writhed until it would seem
as if the whole great earth must die
with grief,
And the tragedy is that the great
German people have believed in it, and
believe in it still, a kindly, ome-oving
folk, loyal to parents, passionately de-
voted to children and the life Of the
home, fond Of music, faithful in toll,
patriotic, energetic, ambitious, capable
in business and industry the people of
fairy tales, who gave the world the
Christmas tree and Santa Claus and
the story of Wilhelm Tell. These are
the people, as they were at least in
days gone by, upon whom must rest
while the ages roll the doom of Armenia
and Belgium, and to the eyes of their
children's children will come in the
nights darkness the hands of the little
babes thrown to the cruel sea from the
decks of the Lusitanla. eve build our
civic temple from the stones of Caesars
palace" 1t is a most terrible, a most
| pitiable error,
The condemnation of Naumann's doc
trine could not be more severe. What
ever the issue, however the palace walls
NAV seem to rise in the near future, If
the British navy should be swept from
the sea and tribute staggering
humanity should be eXacted from Lon
don, Paris and New York, even then life
within those palace walls could not be
Joyous while all the world outside
hates, and scorns, and plots vengeance.
Cruelty can never have joyous heart.
Security that rests upon the sword
never knows real peace. Man has
risen, not by brute force but by
powers of mind and visions of soul,
and dreams of beauty and of love. The
only welfare for the children of men is
in further rise in the things in which
progress has already been accomplished.
1t cannot be well with men when they
turn their backs on the noblest inher
tances of the race, on gentleness and
kindness and unseltshness and love.
Man must press his way upward in the
direction of the noblest and wisest of
his attainments hitherto, by the aid of
the visions of his prophets and the
dreams of his artists and poets. He
left long ago the stage when force could
bring him JOY and peace. Its only use
now is for protection and security. 1t
can never again build palace wherein
men shall feel freely and joyously at
home.
The only hope for structure of per-
manence and beauty is from those
cedars of Lebanon which Naumann cast
so sharply aside. 1t is the inspiration
which has come from the teaching of
Judea which is now actually animating
the minds of men as they seek to de-
fine the issues of the great war and
strive to outline the changes in the
world which must be accomplished
through it. Through the fields of car
mage, those which have been and those
which must be, we are looking toward
a haven of good will and common under
standing among men such as has never
been in all the world. The nations have
learned to unite themselves for war and
are convinced as never before that they
NAV unite for the blessings of peace.
We are looking to new day in the
order of the world We call it dem
ocracy, but surely that cannot mean a
political form, a species of govern
ment. 1t must mean the expansion Of
the blessings Of humanity to all classes
and conditions of men. 1t must mean
the rise of all men to man at his best.
1t must mean that every last child in
the far-away valleys of our mountain
state, in the most squalid garrets and
streets of deadly monotony in our vast
industrial cities, must have a chance to
know what the wisest know, to feel
what the noblest feel, and to be as the
best and purest are. They do not have
it now. BY the thousands and millions
they are condemned to ignorance and are
privileged to aspire to but fraction of
the privileges of manhood in the things
of beauty and of worth. Man is not
man as yet. Only here and there is one
who dreams what it is to be man, to
have mind that thinks clearly of the
deep things of God and His world, a
soul that feels keenly the thrills of
great music and lofty art and the pas
sions of the poets of the ages. The
little children come into the homes of