The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1922-12-14
ON SECOND THOUGHT
By JAY y. HOUSE
tTrom PhIladslphia Public Ledgaa.l

0Irom Philadelphia Public Le0gaeJ
You remember our formula to the
| effect that there's always something
AS often as not it is compromising
Life breaks about fifty-fifty. When
/ il sings to us in the major scales we
are being paid for something we didn't
! get. When it runs into the the minor
chords We're paying for something
we've had.
Wen what we started out TO say. was
that Doubleday, PAGE q Co have
on The care of American country
estates" And no matter what hap
pens in the succeeding hours that
made the day for us.
In other words Doubleday, Page &
Co. are singing TO US in the major
scales. We're being compensated for
something we didn't get. We have
the seven hot July days on which we
hoed castor beans for Bill Barley and
for which Bill failed to compensate US
! in any way. Bill has owed us S5.25
by tender him a receipt for payment
in full.
Just rs the day seemed to be bright
ening for the railroads bad news came
out Of Washington. Senator Capper.
flushed with his successful effort to
collect the. eleven billions of dollars
owed to this country by foreign gov
ernments, is getting ready to run the
railroads ragged.
LIES Embarrassing Moments.
Sir-Embarrassing moments have
been too numerous for me to be sure
which was the worst. An early one
stands out prominently in my mem
DRY. 1t was in little New Jersey
village in a country school on the
day after the great battle between
Sullivan and Corbett. We had a
young farmer for a teacher. He knew
nothing and cared less about mod
ern pedagogy. He could use ruler
as well as the next one. We had two
trains a day. The one at 10 O'Clock
brought the morning papers, and one
of the boys was excused at that hour
to get them because the teacher want
ed his. During the ensuing hour or
so there We're no lessons. The spread
newspaper before the teachers face
gave all an opportunity for any fun
they could think of. The boy across
the aisle whispered that he had a kit
ten in his desk, and L leaned across
to see if he really had. I don't know
why the teacher looked up at that
particular moment, but he did, and
doomed out: Ethel s. and George b.
come up and stand in front of the
school, taking ahold of hands until 1
tell you to go to your seats. If you
like to be together so well I'll see that
you have the opportunity" Life holds
nothing so bitter as the ensuing hour.
And he continued reading about the
prize fight ETHEL S.
Let's see. The Corbett-SulIivan
fight was on the evening of Septem-
Der ri, 1898. Ethel could not have
been more than fourteen at the
time. Had she been older the ordeal
would have been a pleasure. Go
ahead and do your own figuring; all
we have to say is that the glorious
forties are a Woman's best years.
You remember what we said about
Einstein?- Or don't you? Wei, that
goes for this DR.. Emile Coue.
There being no one else around to
who writes: Your alarm as to what
Mr.. Wilson's recovery may mean to
the Democratic party is crocodile
stuff. The real alarm of Republi-
cans of the thick hided, partisan
type is what his recovery may mean
to the Republican party"
The Republican party is passing the
cemetery in the dead hour of mid
night. It's hair is on end. It sees n
thousand ghosts. but Mr.: Wilson is
not one of them. Mr.. Wilson rested
on one setting of eggs: they're added.
To change the smile, there isn't
enough material in Mr.. Wilson'S po-
litical structure to patch a hatband.
But Mr.. Wilson still has power to
make the Democratic party writhe in
agony and, if his health holds, he may
be depended on to exercise it.
Mrs Wilson reports that Mr.. Will
son does exactly as he is told" writes
T. Y. u. in an effort to find out some
thing. What your many interested
readers would like to know from you
without flourish or deviation into the
realms of fancy words is
Adelaide can say the. same of
youh
She cannot. We do as we please. /
But we have found it often saves con-
troversy to simulate an attitude of ac-
ceptance without resistance. The smart !
husband never actively combats her !
and never speaks in praiseworthy
terms of a woman other than mis- wife. J