The Washington times., 1922-09-30
Today,
News a Little Worse.
Marathon and Minos.
Meet Mr.. Sikh.
Ford and Fliers.
BY ARTHUR BRISBANI
Copyright. Is22.D

i--by ARTHUR BRISBANE
Copyright. ls22D
News from Europe worse, as
regards peace. England sends
Turkey an ultimatum. Turks
think very little of any ulti-
matum.
Europe was worried yester-
day. England is not afraid Of
Turkey-alone. The most pow
erful feet, plenty of flying ma
chimes, dropping dynamite.
would easily take care of
Kemal. But back of him is
still the Russian uncertainty.
Western Europe once had
strong fences between it and
Asia-Austria, Germany, Rus
sia. Austria and Germany
have been hammered, dismem-
bered, and plundered into hope
less nothingness. Russia has
been made a bitter enemy.
The peace treaty of Versailles
created in Europe half q dozen
Alsace and Lorraine problems
in place of one. Everything is
ready for a first-class explosion
there. Pray against it.
The Greeks enjoy their revo-
luton, as they have done often
during the last twenty-five hun
dred years. They ask Veni-
zelos to come back and run
national defense-better late
than never.
One king is off the throne,
his son put on, exchanging the
gander for the gosling.
When Byron was swimming,
limping, and dreaming about
Greece, he wrote:
~The mountains look on Mara
thOn,
And Marathon looks on the sea;
And musing there an hour alone
! dreamed that Greece might
still be free"
The mountains have been look
ing on Marathon for a long
time, but the Greeks seem un-
able to use, in the old-fash-
toned Greek way, the freedom
from outside control about
which Byron unused.
Crete has joined in the Greek
revolution. That would interest
King Minos, son of Jupiter and
Europa and brother of Rhada-
manthus, who ruled in Crete
under a government that makes
Homer seem modern.
How things have changed
since that little island, Crete,
was able, undcf the son of
Minos, to conquer Athens and
command a yearly tribute IF
boys and virgins to be devoured
by the Minotaur.
Now Crete joins Greece in q
little revolution that has no
meaning. The romance has
gone from those deep, deep,
dark Cretan valleys that the sun
could hardly reach, and gone
from the hilltops.
Mr.. Sikh, black Senegalese
prize fighter. who speaks French
and hits hard, promises to come
here and fight anybody.
The young gentleman has
arms that reach almost to his
knees, and hands nicely covered
with white kid gloves. This civ-
ilized nation will gladly pay
half a million dollars to see him
fight.
For physical fighting a white
man is inferior to a black man,
q black man is far below All
ang-outang. and an orang-
outang is below a bulldog, the
bulldog below a Ramecock, and
the gamecock below the mole,
which, according to scientists.
Is the most desperate fighter Of
all the mammals. Two male
moles meeting head on in
burrow will fight until one has
lost its head or so much of it
that it can't bite.
And the mole. in physical
courage is nothing compared
with the male preying mantis
or the average male spider.
That game insect goes
accounting, although the hour
of his marriage is also the hour
of his death; the female usually
ends by eating him up. After
the first interesting moment he
looks like any other insect to
her.
A spider half the size of Mr..
Sikh could in a few moments
kill and suck dry Sikh. Dempsey,
orang- -outang, bulldog, game
cock, and mole. So why get
excited about fighting?
Edsel Ford, son of Henry,
deposits $4,000 for flying ma
chine prizes. That's a good
sign. Father Ford thinks the
time has not arrived to manu-
tacture flying machines COM