The Washington times., 1920-01-15
Today
4 0ne- Column Newspaper.
'"God's win" ls Hungry.
The Passing Dinner Pail.
Harem Girls and Canaries.
By ARTHUR BRiSBAkE.
ScsSyrlsht. ts3A)

Elihp Root viii make the nght
to exoel from New Yorks Legisia-
turs 1ve men elected on the So-
Gahst ticket.
What a taetfui ehoics was made
when Mr.. Root was sent to repre-
sent this country before the Social
list government of Russia. The
remarkable success OF that remark
able expedition is explained.
What really Dsrame OF the few
hundred million dollars that the
people OF the United States had to
pay for that piece OF fooiishness?
Who got the money? Did any OF
1t go much farther than the corner
OF Broad and Wall streets?
Antwerp's newspapers, bothered
by a strike. combine to issue one
printed column. How would you
edit that combination newspaper
IL your Job was to put in one col
umn everything worth knowing in
the news Of twenty-four hours?
III you edited the column TO
American taste you would have a
big piece OF news at the top about
Rockefeller, Dempsey. a fire or a
rumor. Next you would have jokes.
then sport news, then tabloid fic-
ton, then a woman's fashion, then
the editorial, which you would
cut out to make roor, for another
Joke.
Welcome TO Dunlop America,
Ltd" It's the original English
tire, a concern about to spend
twenty-five millions on gigantic
plant at Buffalo. Any con-
Germ is welcome when 1t comes
here to spend its money. employ
ing American labor. The Eng
hshtnen of Dunlop will find
plenty Of competition here, for
American making OF automobile
tires is perfected far in advance
Of anything abroad.
The thing lacking is more eco
nomical distribution. The manu-
facturer gets too little OF the
amount paid by the consumer.
the middleman too much. 1t is
preposterous that the owner OF an
automobile should pay fifteen or
twenty dollars to the individual
who simply rolls a tire out Of. a
store. - pa. .-.-
Gods Will" would like to be
adopted. Sho is baby, one week
old, healthy and hungry, left by
her mother on doorstep, with a
bottle of milk. can of food, two
blankets and this message: "My
husband is dead. He was q SOL
der. ] worked up 70 two days be-
fore this baby was born. l have
fW6 other small children and am
paying eight dollars a week to
board them while I work. I can't
feed this one and hope somebody
else will. must. go right back
to work for the other two. This is
a good baby, no diseases in our
family. We date back to the
Quakers."
That's interesting in the richest
country in the world. What hap
pened to little Goods Will" never
happens to Little Pigs, which are
good to eat. ...
Another interesting case is that
of young woman who offers for
adoption child not yet born, be-
cause she can't take care of it. 1t
Is an opportunity for some philan-
thropist to deal ''in futures"
Amazement was expressed Off
cially that the mother of Gods
VIII" had not sent her baby to the
Charities Department. The trouble
there, as expressed to this writer
yesterday by first class child's
specialist, is when you send a
baby to the infant asylum it dies"
Mothers want their children to
live, even when not able to take
care of them.
Civilization in it's grand, glori-.
Gus march has walked past the
dinner pail with it's cold coffee,
cold cabbage, cold corned beef
once supposed to be the highest
ambition Of the proud American.
workman.
The Homestead Iron Mills now
supply hot lunch to eleven thou
sand men; the Western Electric
Company feeds twelve hundred.
and will feed three thousand more.
The next statesman that tries to
lind his way to the wo3.,men's vote
via the workmen's stomach will
need originality.
1t used to be "THE FULL DIN
NER PAIL" 1t may be 1.-THE
FULL SAFE DEPOSIT VAULT
By order of Government, young
Armenian girls are turned out OF
Turkish harems. Many are mere
children. with babies in their arms.
The Y. w. c. A. ladies across the
water say it is hard work putting
these young mothers on a self
supporting basis, as they don't
know how to take care Of the baby
and don't know how to earn a liv-
ing.
A canary turned ort Of its cage
and invited to hustle among the
sparrows on the snowy street