davidaulloa/AmericanStories huggingface dataset:
New-York tribune., 1919-08-05
Our German HYMNS
fFro1n The London Erpress)


On armisticc morning an expectant crowd
gathered outside Buckingham Palace. One
of the Guards bands was in attendance. and
when the good news came through, struck IN
"a German hymn tune,
"Nun danket allie Gott," sang TINS Lon
don crowd. They sang it in English. OF
course ("Now thanh; VIC all our God") but
1t was a German hymn they sang all the
same, and they sang it 20 its traditional
German tune-the very hymn and tune, we
may be sure that thousands of German con-
gregations had sung time after time throuoh-
out the war, in celebration of minor "victo
res' over the Allies
Wnat are we going to sing tomorrow
The clergy are supposedly an educated class.
with some knowledge of history and litera-
ture; but II we do not look out thev will
again nave US rejoicing to the strains of
Nun danket' or Of the Austrian national
anthem tcalled austria" in, every hvmn
tune book, or something equally unsuitable
These particular hymns and tunes are fna
things, but we do not want them Tomorrow
and to right-thinking British people with y
little knowledge of their associations. tbov
-N ""'N'y oS "'stdolelul Tor Jew years to
come.
fortunately we have plenty of really erea+
hymns and tunes of English, Scottish and
Welsh oEgin, charged not only with devo-
tional feeling but with national FEELING foo
IN the sixteenth century, when Queen EIiz-
abeth set the people hymn singing. we came
INTO possession of a splendid body of fre
tunes. Some of them perhaps were bropobt
home by our returning refugees from Ceneva
and elsewhere. The "Od Hundredth" is ono
of these. Over three centuries of assoc,s-
ton with our national life have made If 1onr
ago one OF our own national tunes, and that
we may sing tomorrow, and ought 70 SING,
In the eighteenth century we had another
school, Of hymn and tune writers. and sucb
sturdy specimens as "St Anne" and "Han-
over remain to remind US of the vieor Of
our eighteenth century ancestors.
IN the nineteenth century we had the
Staner-Dykes- -Barnby school Manv Of
their tunes fine and manly. Others ar.
ther effeminatc.
Lastly, in our own days we have soch
hymn~tune composers as Vaughan Williams
His fine tune to "For all the Saints" shou,d
be much sung tomorrow They SANG i q.
the improved service in St Pauls on armis.
tlce day, and the Bishop of Kensincton who
conducted the service, tells me that +h.
crowd took 1t UP at once and made V,,r,1,s
dome ring with it,
New-York tribune., 1919-08-05
High Cost of Incomes

To the Editor of The Tribune.
Sir: Everybody, including The Tribune.
seems to be talking about the high cost of
living, but, like the troubles of the Irish.
nobody seems to know just what the
eau. is
The other day | was talking to friend
who is retired business man and has in
vested his capital in high-c class apartment
houses in New York City and Mount Yer
non His income is about $4,000 a wear.
He told me that he had increased all of his
rents about one-third. | asked him whv
this vas necessary, as he has owned his
properties for a number of years. He said
the reason was the income tax; that now
he has to have at least s65, 900 in order to
have $4,000 net, as he is compelled to paw
about $4,000 year income tax The balance
of the increase, namely, $4,000, goes for IN
creased wages imposed by the unions and
for his own personal increased cost Of
living.
Now. if this is typical case-and it
seems 20 me that it is-are not the income
tax and profits tax the real causes of the
high cost of everything.
TRIBUNE READER.
New York, Aug. /, 1919.
New-York tribune., 1919-08-05

under, with cheerful grin, to incon
veniences and annoyances and iniustices.
We see the joke on ourselves and our
wrath is swallowed up in laughter. The
impudent conductor or the stupid gas
company goes scotfree.
AS matter of fact, good kicking is
rare and very we'll worth while ac-
comphshment From all accounts Pres-
dent Underwood knows his business Il
takes good temper and resolve and a
splrlt OF genuine public service to kick
well. The scrapper who simply fights
1or seat that isn't rightfully his is a
very different animal The true kicker
kicks for principle, and he doesn't let
go until his principle is vindicated.
Hours, days, persons, business, home and
family are as nothing when he feels
ne is in the right. He is the original
unconditional surrender man, and de-
serves glory and fostering and Carne-
gle medal Room for kickers.
New-York tribune., 1919-08-05
Bella kun's Going

So it is farewell to Bella Kun, the
patent medicine man, who has been de-
stroying what the war left of Hungary.
Six months of dictatorship was all
Budapest was able to endure, and
among those booting the adventurous
ouack out of the country was the presl-
dent of the Hungarian Soviet organiza-
ton.
A genuine pacification of southern
and eastern Europe is again rumored.
Something is gained for peace by Hun
gary's return to reason, but the root
Of trouble is not yet dug out. No real
peace will come to either Russia or her
neighbors until Russia is rid Of the Boil
sheviki.
Peace, stable peace will only come
after there is approximation to reign
Of justice, as the world, after several
thousand years of recorded experience,
conceives of justice. Now the Bolshc
v:si care nothing about justice. They
purpose to have their way by force.
10 nation where work creates no title
to wealth that an idler is bound to re-
oect can hope to have peace. Let the
Entente recognize Lenine and there
would be 10 peace in Russia. Russians
i. lid rise against a regime Of thievery.
the old Car, with all his prestige,
,uld not maintain system Of theft
ne rcw G. - cannot.
Political power may decree that the
possession Ct private property is crime,
hut men viii take up weapons to defend
l.e crime. II q perfected world men
nay be accorded not as they earn or
ryocuco, b.t aG they need; but that day
.i not yet.
4 species still infested with primitive
qualities viii presently try to induce us
to subscribe to the theory that what a man,
yietEel. he labors with his hands or his
brain, produces that he shall have and
enjoy; that one mans right shall be as
GOOD as another's, with the corollary
.hat majorities have a right to rule.
There is about as much virtue in
he one as in the other argument.
The Bella Kuns and the Lenincs have
ought to set aside these rules, and of
course there is war where their power
'rcvails. \ nation that toleratcs Boil
hevism is certain to have civil war
Where its principles are applied there
ill be resistance, and the more intelli-
gent the country the more certain is
ne resistance
New-York tribune., 1919-08-05
a Dogs Devotion
(From The London Daily Maid

A striking instance of the devotion of
dog to his master is afforded by the ad-
ventures OF Prince, an Irish terrier, now
undergoing quarantine in London
Prince is the property of Mr. and Mrs.
Brown, Of Bellasis Road. Stafford When
Mr. Brown Joined the army early in the
war Prince was brought TO Hammersmith
near to where his master was stationed
and soon established himself a firm favor
ite with the regiment. When Mr. Brown
was ordered to France Prince was discon-
solate, and one day disappeared
Just as Mr.. Brown was going cup line"
for the trenches who should bound low
fully up to him but Prince. How he had
managed TO find his way to France is
mystery, but one theory is that he attached
himself to an outgoing draft of Mr. Browns
regiment.
New-York tribune., 1919-08-05
The Men Who Did

The arrival Of advance detachments
OF the famous I'd Division, which in
cludcd the regulars and the marines
who met the German spearhead at the
maximum of It's power and blocked the
way TO Paris, and the announcement that
the full division will parade on Friday,
bring a clutch to thousands of throats.
These are the men who did Thou
sands Of loaded camions rushing for
ward along q dusty highway lined for
miles with white-faced refugees; bad
reports from the front and broken
French division streaming through to
the rear; then nothing between defend
crs and the German host--no trenches,
no prepared POSITIONS nothing but good
cyesight and far-carrying rifles.
The enemy confidently looks across a
wheat field; he has driven away the
French and does not know of the new
ccmers; then out Of the air comes with
ering death from men who astonished
Europe by aiming at obiectives and
who did not waste ammunition. The
Germans halt; they come again, and
dgain stop, and finally break for shelter
ing woods Rifles in the hands of men
who knew how to use them and who
fought in the open had saved Paris
High Tide at Gettysburg. High Tide at
the Trolet Farm. AS were fathers, as
were sons.
The rest Of the story is familiar to
all Americans. Casualties suffered, 25,-
000; prisoners captured, 10000; in the
great struggle practically without in
corruption until Sedan was reached. So
Americans, while loving and honoring
their own, unite in Offering their homage
to the men of the I'd as peculiarly our
national heroes
New-York tribune., 1919-08-05
employers arn to depend on profit shar-

employers are to depend on profit shar-
ing.
But If operating revenues do not meet
expenses and interest are wages TO
he proportionately reduced? What is
wanted is management which is will
ing to assume the risk of loss as price
for chance of gain. This is sought not
so much to get wages down as to secure
the efficiency that is essential to keep
wages up. AS the plan is now, If there
is no surplus or hope Of any, the en-
ployes will be under no stimulus to dis
courage slackness.
The collateral benefits were railway
employees directly and Immediately con-
cerned in earnings would be great; much
would be unlearned. The idea has pre-
vailed that losses fall solely on few rich
persons. This untruth is assumed true
by millions The brotherhoods are still
infected with it-are out of contact with
the fact that it is impossible to take out
of bag more than is put into it; that
FOR some time railroad owners have
secured less than fair return on their
investments and that railroad ineficiency
and companion evils have been at the
expense of the workers in the industry.
An effective cure for the striking habit
is for a striker to become an owner.
Imagine having railway employees owners
getting their wages if they earned
them, but not otherwise.
But would not the railroad employees
rob the public? Of course, if they could.
But there would be check on rapacity.
If their personal earnings we're dcpen-
dent on company earnings and they
sought grossly to abuse their power,
business and income would fall Off Not
by marking up prices, but by striving to
diminish them, have great fortunes been
heaped up, and the law would apply in
a cooperative era as much as now.
Gouging ought to cease when it was
seen that the way TO add to personal in
come was to promote economy; to stop job
Implications and a hcroizing of the work
Stacker on the theory that the more men
there are employed on a job the better
it is for labor.
New-York tribune., 1919-08-05
The Fiffy-Cent Dollar

To the Editor of The Tribune.
Sir: Your editorial in this mornings
Tribune entitled "The High Price Circle"
states that "the weight of authority is that
it takes about S160 to buy what was
buyable before the war for ST."
formed that authority placed the figure at
81, instead of $1.60. Even 50 seems to me
very small, for if We compare separately
the price Of each article that we purchase
with the price that paid in normal times
we will find that it is from two TO four
bought for $3.50, much better quality 4
suit Of underwear of a we'll known make,
always sold for 81, now so; mans suit
$50, much inferior to the suit formerly S25,
and we must count against the cost the
poor quality. The tailor tells me an over
coat similar to one for which 1 paid SIS
will cost $40 and the quality will be in
ferior.
The only item which amounts to perhaps
a trflc less than one-half the previous cost
is our board in first class boarding house,
in the same location in which we have
lived for the last twelve years.
In view of the above, which is fair
sample of present prices, I fail to see how
the weight of authority can place the value
of a dollar at more than SO cents
Newark n. j., Aug. /, 1919.
New-York tribune., 1919-08-05
The Kicker

There ought to be more rugged, peril
nacious, unashamed kickers like Presi-
dent Underwood of the Erie 1t is one
Of the queer deficiencies of our America
that we have never succeeded in breed
ing a proper strain Of this type. We
tout ourselves as the most individualistic
nation in the world and probably we
are. We shoot off like stray comets
from many stimuli of life and politics.
We must have our houses different, our
pet this and that.
But we hate to protest A few CT US
are too self-conscious to kick-ashamed
of the pointing fingers. Most Americans
are too good-natured to kick From
Chimmie Fadden's "Wot tell" down to
Whats the use!" we have knuckled
New-York tribune., 1919-08-05
The Newburge. Candidacy

The refusal of Murphy to renom-
mate SO honored and capable jurst
as Justice NewburGer is a challenge to
the citizenship Of New York that can
be answered in only one way; that is,
by the defeat Of the STRIPPING whose
name, apparently to discharge polit-
ical favor, Murphy drew out Of his vest
pocket.
The independence of the judiciary is
involved. Is a record to be made which
shall say to every judge that it is need
full for him to wait, haN in hand, in the
anteroom Of the bossDwhile scrap
book is consulted to ascertain whether
he has always ruled or distributed judi
cial patronage as has been indicated
to him, or to find out whether his
place has been promised to some one
else?
The right of the citizens of New York
to rule themselves is involved. En-
crossed with other matters, the public
recently has not paid much attention to
Tammany. 1t has been comfortably
assumed that it had learned it's lesson,
and that if it had not become wholly
virtuous it had learned to be careful
But here is the same old self-appointed
soviet, presided over by the same old
CHIEF sovieteer, functioning in the
old way. And though not consulted in
advance, the committeeman did not shake
off their dummy lord and protest.
The constitution of New York says
judges shall be elected. Murphy holds
that this means selected by him. His
decree goes forth and the robe now
worn by Justice Newburgcr is to be
torn from his shoulders and placed on
son Of Samuel Untermyer, whose
personal merits and demerits are gem
orally unknown because his years are
scarcely enough to permit their display
No large field Of candidates is in the
field to distract attention from a judi
cial candidacy. We have presented,
so as one can see it, the square issue
OF whether the public wants the boss
to be its picker of judges-of whether
there are any limits as to how he is to
exercise his power.
New-York tribune., 1919-08-05
To F. p A.
On His Vacation
To F. p. A. on Vacation

To F. p. A. on Vacation
From us have you been absent since the
spring
The facts with Williams rhythm VIII not
trim.
Besides, it seems tina. long,. and every
thing
Is heavy in The Tribune 'cepting him
Ole Briggs, Of course. And neither sound
nor smell
OF cities in the summer nor their hue
Can make me what | think about it tell,
Or how my deep affection for you grew.
wish your column could be left plain white,
Not filled with lamentations that arose
On your departures These do not delight
Us; we want you, you object Of all those.
What business did you have to go away?
Come back where you belong. We want to
play
New-York tribune., 1919-08-05
From Bank 10 Mandalay

Happiest, no doubt, are such as calm
ly ignore the cantous critic, who, if he
can't start something, will quickly sub
side. The battered and almost unrecog-
nizable form Of Mr.. Brownell having
been rescued from the scene of contro-
versy by the faithful "Agnes," the fool
hardy detractor Of the author of "Dan-
ny Deevel" is now "getting his"
Is Kipling poet?
You are either Kipling fan or you're
not; and if you are the question is
lmmatcIial. Emerson said Napoleon
captured the imagination of the world
because at heart all men are little Ma
poloons. And SO at heart men are as
KplinG knows them. They are as he
says they are in THE Feet of the
Young Men" They understand the
scene in Fultah Fishers boarding house
and the passions that famed with the
flashing knives in the fight for
"The maid Ultrudas charm
The little silver crucix
That keeps a man from harm."
They love to ride the raw, rough
dun" with its mouth of bell and the
heart Of hell" and do. 4
Is Kipling poet? Ask any man
who has sighed to think that "there
amt no buses runnin' from the bank
to Mandalay."
New-York tribune., 1919-08-05
In a Sick City
BY Maxim Gorky
Translated from edition of his Petrogrod newspaper

r N DISMAL, narrow, side street, on the
ransoaked wooden pavement, sit
little boy of five and little girl somc-
what older Both revoltngly thin, and
their young bodies are covered with soled
rags. The little girl has a pair of worn
out tan shoes, that once belonged to a
grown person, on her feet. The little boy
has upon one foot a striped, upon the other
a gray, stocking.
The winter sun, with its precious warmth,
shines down upon chem. Immediately in
front of the children rises brick wall
with very large, locked gate in it. The
girl stares at the wall dizzily and with
open mouth The blue eyes Of the little boy
likewise are glued on the wall. He lifts
his head slowly, looks at the sun. and, max
ing dissatisfied face, whines:
Something to eat!"
"Cut out your nonsense" the little girl
replies She draws her thin limbs closer
together, covers them better with her small
coat, leans her head against the gate so
that the sun now strikes her bloodless face.
The street Is quiet and deserted. From
the distance comes the noise and clatter
of the big city The rays Of the sun fill
the street with sour aromas from the
poisoned earth.
"a cat" the little boy announces, smiling,
and taps the little girls knee with his
dirty hand.
The cat crawIs slowly alongside the wall,
barely lifting her woolly paws from the
ground. She keeps her head dropped, the
skin on her back is rufled, hor ribs
protruding so that you can count them, her
belly hangs down like an empty bag. The
cat pauses in front of the children and looks
upon them with sad eyes, and then walks
wabbling if ready to fall.
The little girl scratches her head and
says:
"The cat is looking for place to die.
Sec how weak she is.'
The little boy takes deep breath and
ehen says once more, loud and dissatisfied:
Something to cat"
The girl follows the cat with her gaze
and murmurs:
"Cut out your nonsense
A HORSE exhausted by hunger and work
has fallen in the street. A broken
shaft has made deep cash in his skin and
is pressing against it. The horse is weep
ing. His wiltcd cyelids are pressing
together convulsivcly and big dirty drops
of tears fall from them.
A crowd Of idle men collects about the
horse. They tell each other that the horse
is too old to pull such heavy load. The
driver sits on the curbstone and tells how
dear fodder has become. He argues and
prophesies:
"Soon all will die from hunger; men, too,
will die
Some one in the crowd remarks:
"The rats have already begun dying
Little children running with hand
fuls of grass which they plucked some dis
tance away. There are little flowers among
the grass. They shove this grass between
the paralyzcd lips of the animal, guarding
their little fingers against his large teeth
This is just as touching as reading soft
lyric poetry to man in the agony of death
The horse chews at the grass mechani-
caly, all the time continuing his unsucccss-
full effort to free his body from the broken
piece of shaft that is pressing painfully
against it.
New-York tribune., 1919-08-05

Look at him trembling" man says in
a rich bass voice. pointing to the horse that
is shvering in pain.
The clouds are chasing each other, and
clots of clear blue sky appear.
Suddenly a negro comes along; a big
black man with face that shines like
patent leather. He is dressed in comic
coat and wears yellow shoes. There is a
pipe between his teeth. He looks over the
heads of the spectators at the wrlthing
horse, removes the pipe from his mouth
and with his powerful arms he divides the
crowd Of onlookers.
Beg pardon, beg pardon" he murmurs.
he makes his way to the horse. With
Il few clever motions of an athlete he re
moves the broken piece of shaft from the
side Of the horse, relieving the animal on
the instant Then rising and putting his
hands to his hips he says in broken
Russian:
Now pains not so much"
lie touches with his hand the brim Of his
hat in farewell smiles at the crowd, puts
his pipe once more between his teeth and
goes off
"Eh, look at him. says the man with the
bass voice. Another remarks:
Almost like a horse himself"
A YOUNG woman tells me:
II stayed up with my sick sister rather
late and went home after twelve O'Clock
when all lights were out. 1t is so eerie in
the streets now, dark and bare. In the
passageways to buildings uncanny people
station themselves. One can never tell
whether they the watchman--or thieves
As l was going l suddenly heard back Of
me firm, even footsteps. l looked around:
man in a military uniform follows me-
He is tall, with pale face and very strange
to look at.
There is not droshke (cab) in sight
And he pursues me stubbornly, like fate
Lord am thinking to myself, 'he will
rob me. God knows what he will do to
me- | put my hand into my pocket to pro-
duce my money-only that he may not
touch me. But he has caught up with
me and l hear his low but commanding
voice.
"Lady
81 am tunning. There are still several
blocks to my home he whispers to me:
What, are you afraid of me?'
" Go, 60 | say, and almost fall in a faint
He laughs 1t is a terrible voice. ter
rible laughter"
"'Understand me, please he pleads 4
I'm only beggings l have not eaten in two
days | am officer and a respectable
man. By God, am ready for ~very-
thing. | am desperate; please help met
II looked into his face, Never will for
get his horrible eyes and his hungry teeth
under the dark mustache | leaned against
wall, gave him some money and said:
But where will you find anything to eat
now? Everything is closed Better come
with me-
"He bowed and took a step Backward
"'And whata will you do tomorrow? . I
asked.
"I thank you Beg your pardon Yes, to-
morrow. Well tomorrow.
He walked away slowly, murmuring
something. to himself. And it was horrible
in the empty, dead streets to listen to his
meaningless words"
New-York tribune., 1919-08-05
OLD CONTRIB 3

To the Editor of The Tribune.
Sir: I feel a personal loss when | pick
up Tribune, l did every morning last
week while on vacation at Watch Hill,
r. l., and find The Tribune without F. P.
AS column Then | learned he is a
vacation. A man is known by the company
he keeps and column by it's contributors.
Most Of the names on the front covers Of
contrbs. Keep his column on the editorial
page; it helps us start the day right.
CLARENCE AMMAN.
Now York AUG 1919
New-York tribune., 1919-08-05
Ding! Ding! Dinol
, Editor of The Tr;h,,,o

To The Editor Of The Tribune
Sir: glory in the praise of Briggs and
r. +. A, assuring you that it is on their
account | take your paper. But WHY not q
word about Ding? He is the whole show
When DO not find him on the front page
feverishly turn the pages until find him
Every cartoon of his is cut out and sent
to admring friends who do not have accasa
to the paper. Now ring your bell for ning
Ding, Ding. ANNA NAV
New York, Aug. /, 1919.