The Washington times., 1920-10-21
Today
Naked Human Heart.
Root on Contracts.
An Unknown Corpse.
Invisible Infra Red.
BRlSB.
(Copyrisht. 1870.


Kenyon is on trial, accused Of
numbering DR.. Tetlow. the human
heart walks around all uncovered.
Mrs. Kenyon told what many
woman has thought but not told;
That she was starving for mental
sympathy" DR.. Tetlow, now dead,
supplied the mental sympathy for
a while.
Mr.. Kenyon, who heard his wife's
full and complete and sorrowful
confession, says "Of course, will
take her back"
He asks; "Why is it people
think q man unnatural who stands
by his wife in trouble, but think
wife fine and noble who stands
by her husband?"
To take the place of the missing
angel, Tetlow, who was shot out
of the eternal triangle there is
the Kenyon baby, less than a year
old. "Grandma" says, "He is the
image Of his father" meaning Mr..
Kenyon, and Mr.. Kenyon says he
is going to stick, to the baby also,
regardless Of Dr. Tetlow.
PROUD man" will laugh at Mr..
Kenyon, but should not. To wor-
ship one who said "Forgive them,
Father, they know not what they
do" and despise poor Mr.. Kenyon
because he forgives the woman
who got tired of lone long fight
against the desire for things we
are told we cannot have" Is not
reasonable.
Whatever you may think OF
Elihu Root as the gentleman VINO
teaches the white mice OF high
finance to walk the tight wire IN
safety, you must admit that he Is
an able lawyer and knows the
meaning of words written into
contract.
Mr.. Root says that Article X
of the League of Nations covenant
would force US into the wars OF
Europe.
Mr.. Root had a good line also
about "getting back Constitutional
liberty. which we suspended for
real war and are going without
because of the existence of a phan-
tom war;"
One after another the hunger
striking Irishmen, McSwiney, in
London, and the others in Cork
Jail, will die. And England, in the
excitement of the coal strike, will
pay little attention. Many an i'm
portant issue has thus been over
shadowed by another less impor-
tant. Hold silver dollar in front
of a mans eye and he cannot see
the mountain just beyond.
To the graves in Westminster
Abbey one is to be added: 1t viii
hold the body of an unidentified
British soldier, some poor corpse
with the face shot away, name not
to be known until it is read on
Judgment Day.
The King will be present at the
the burying of this nameless body,
and Kipling, very likely, will wake
from the slumber of success to
write a poem about 1t. It's a good
subject.
There are proud graves in the
abbey. The finest contains, in
one tomb, the bodies of Pitt, who
kept Napoleon out of England, and
his father, the Earl of Chatham,
who did his best to keep King
George out of the American war.
Little do their ghosts suspect it,
but when, at Earth's last day,
several million years from now,
they all rise and move on, the
greatest Of them will be as thor
oughly unknown as the soldier
with his face shot away. And the
plow of the farmer and ice from
the North will have passed many
times over the spot where now
stands Westminster Abbey, and
the name of King George will
mean then no more than the num-
ber of the prize-winner in today's
show of leghorn chickens.
We have in America no West
minister Abbey, but we have an in
teresting unknown person buried.
He lies under the steeple Of the
cathedral that A. 7. Stewart built
in Garden City, L. l., and Mrs. A.
L. Stewart lies beside him.
The real body of her husband
was stolen and never found To
pacify the poor widow, she was
told that body of which she never
saw the face was that of her hus-
band. She buried it piously, was
buried beside it, and night and day
a watchman protects the two
corpses. Quite a surprise for both,
the widow especially, when they
rise later on!
Experts from England, Japan,
France, visited the General Elec-
trio Works, at Schenectady. They
saw a motor of six thousand kilo-
watts, with flywheel weighing
a hundred thousand pounds, to be
set up in India. The flywheel will
supply the power exceeding that
of many thousands of men. 1t
ought to make the many thousands
richer, happier, and freer, but it
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