The Richmond Virginian. (Richmond, Va.) 1910-1920, 1919-01-18

AT the time of President McKinley's
funeral In this country. for five
minutes the wheels on every railroad
and in every factory stood still; the
student sat by his or her books. and
the banker by his gold uucounted,
and the merchant by the CONAN modify
unweighed or unmeasured the farm
err stopped his blowing in the field
and for five minutes. with bowed and
uncovered head. we attempted to
pay a mark of tribute and respect 10
the memory OF a man who had opened
his veins and poured out his blood 10
make n better nation, happier homes
and more prosperous people.
And allowing that there were sew
enty-tive million people in the United
States at that time, and that We each
contributed five minutes OF our time,
that would have made over seven
hundred years of service we rendered
to the memory of MCKINLEY. | am
glad we did It. l am glad that we
can refer to the fact that we could
pay a mark of tribute to the memory
OF the great man.
Is n Great Day
| am glad and thankful that we
have a Fourth of July, when once a
year we uncork our enthusiasm. and
eat peanuts and drink red lemonade.
and shout like Comanche Indians. and
let the world know that we have not
forgotten and that we still appreciate
what 1t cost to lay the foundations of
this. the greatest nation Gods eye
ever has seen or that his hand ever
made.
And am glad that we have a
Christmas. when we recall him that
was born in the midst of the malo-
doris of unwashed beasts.
l am glad that We have an Easter
when we recall him. that burst the
bands Of death that none e'er brake
before and rose in conquering ma
jesty to stoop to death no more
am glad that we have Labor
day when we pay q just mark Of tri-
butte TO the man with the dinner
bucket and the calloused hand who
is such an important cog in the great
commercial machinery OF our pros
perity.
l am glad that we have a Thanks
giving when once a year we sit round
our sumptuously laden tables and re-
Gait the fact that as nation we have
never gone to bed hungry. we have
never scraped the bottonf>of our meal
barrel and we have never known what
II was to be without food and that
our granaries can feed the world: IT'S
great thing.
A Whale OF Story.
read OF sailor who was ship
wrecked on an island where every
thing and everybody was big Why,
the men and women were sixty feet
high and he was the smallest thing
they had ever seen, and he created
a commotion and sensation by his
contrast. giant saw him. At the
same time he saw the giant and he
started to rum but the giant took a
couple of steps. caught him, showed
him into his pocket, took him home
and dunEped him in the lap of his lit
tie CIR, nine years old. and twenty
two feet high, and he said to her, isis
here's plaything I caught for you
down on the seashore."
And SO he made cage for him
and hung him on her belt like girls
do chateline bags today, and when
ever she went out she took 1t along
as a plaything.
Later on / read where he was ship
wrecked and he landed upon an is
land where everybody and everything
was small. Men and women were
about six inchsynigh and children and
nature in pr Jportsonate sizes. and he
was the largest thing they had ever