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New-York tribune., 1922-07-30
Words

fFron, The Natson)
GINCE you ask me for words, shall
not lie to you.
I say: There are already too manx
words.
I stand beneath yellow moon and skip
stones in the sea.
These are my words: Go you and do like
wise and be silent.
Since you ask me for light, / shall net
lie to you.
We live too much in light.
There is god who pities the Sons Of
Light. One day ne will walk
through all the lighted wastes of
the world,
Swapping out the lights, swapping out
the lights,
And in darkness the Sons of Light will
hear their hearts begin TO beat
again,
And the Sons of Light will sigh great
sigh, like the sigh of war.s wind
at evening beneath yellow moon.
JAMES RoRTy.
New-York tribune., 1922-07-30
No Task for a Politician

Washington A. Roebling, under
whose direction the Brooklyn Bridge
was completed forty years ago, is
Convinced that the structure will en-
dure for two hundred years.
Grover A Whalen, Commissioner of
Plant and Structures, who has dis
covered that two of the bridge cables
have slipped little more than an
inch, declares that the bridge must
soon be rebuilt and that another
must be constructed to take care of
growing traffic.
Mr.. Whalen has limited traffic on
the bridge, which is a commendable
precaution in view of what has hap
pened to the cables. But Mr.. Whalen
is not an engineer, nor does he take
the trouble to quote the opinions Of
any we'll known engineers to back
his suggestion that the bridge be re-
built.
So important a matter calls for
the best engineering opinion obtain
able. If Mr.. Roebling is right Mr..
Whalen is wrong. If the bridge in
any case is inadequate to the traffic
demands that the future will make
upon it somebody with more expert
ence than Mr.. Whalen ought to de-
termine what sort of a new bridge
shall be constructed and where it
shall be located.
AS to the rebuilding Of the old
bridge-provided that it is neces-
sary-the problems involved would
be more troublesome than erecting a
new one, and people familiar with
Mr. Whalen's conduct of bus lines
and railway lines-even though they
are numbered among his personal
friends-would hardly recommend
him to supervise the work.
What really ought to be done is
to call into consultation the ablest
bridge engineers in America-and
perhaps some Of the famous bridge
builders of Europe-and let them de-
eide what ought to be done.
The safety as we'll as the con-
venience Of millions of people is in
volved in the settlement Of the prob
lem. 1t is too big for Mr.. Whalen,
or Mayor Hylan or the Board of
Estimate An administration whose
only contribution to the solution of
New-York tribune., 1922-07-30
A Weekof Verse
Death Of Day
(FYom Rarpers Maoos

fFrorn Rarper's MaoasineI
4 'oME, come, sweet death of day.
And on her beauty lay
This crowning grace:
For all that she hath lost one eifS Ys1
store!
The fight of vanished hours,
The ghosts Of parted flowers
Brood Ger that face,
Which knows them now no more.
Minute to minute, she
Like linnet in a tree,
From spray to spray,
Upward and downward, with sweet nasl-
lowing tongue
And ever forward search,
Did prick, and preen, and perch.
Now alls away;
And in those ears only past songs are
sung.
Beauty to have and hold.
Deep cup fulfilled with gold
This was the joy
Wherewith from dawn to dusk shs
decked her hours,
All beauty now lies strown,
Spilled from the cup has flown
The bright alloy:
Her wealth is withered flowers.
Thus, with g. dying face,
Day turns and doth embrace
Sweets passed to air;
And stirless now, around that ssasist
head,
There lies q richer wreath.
And secretly beneath
The fallen hair
The clasp Of all things dead!
LAURENCE HOUsMAN.
New-York tribune., 1922-07-30

TO his bed by the strident abolition
ISL and champion of racial equality.
The result is distinctly chastened
Oswald. Perhaps, like William Allen
white, ne would like to express so
per cent sympathy for the Germans,
with the right to increase or dimin-
ish the fraction as events proceed.
certainly in his latest article on that
country he has not reached a more
definite conclusion. Will the Ger
mans soon be saying of him, "Et tn.
Oswald?"
New-York tribune., 1922-07-30
Miners Turned Farmers

To the Editor of The Tribune.
Sir: Here is an extract from last
nights "Pittston Gazette" You know
that Pittston is practically the center
of the anthracite district. You also
know that the miners have claimed
that they have not had saving wage
Here is the item:
"A number of examining men are
buying farms near Lacyville. The mer
are from the Wyoming Valley and
are buying large tracts of land"
PATIENCE WATERS.
Pittston, Pa, July 81, 1922.
New-York tribune., 1922-07-30
Evolution Of the Elements

The law Of evolution appears to
rule in the invisible as we'll as in the
visible universe. Such at least is
the implication Of the researches
which Sir Ernest Rutherford and
his colleagues have been conducting
at Cambridge, the results of which
are partially disclosed.
The old theory was that there
were in matter nearly a hundred
elements, differing from one another
essentially and immutably They
were the fundamental raw material
of the world. Any composite body
could be analysed and reduced to its
constituent elements, but no further.
Then came Crooke's suggestion that
these so-called elements were all
composed Of The same primitive
stuff. and that the differences among
them were due to different quantities
and arrangements. Then came the
conception that the atoms were each
multitude Of planetary electrons
and that the elements" varied ac-
cording to the electrical charge of
the nucleus or sum Of the atom,
which ranged from one unit in
hydrogen to ninety-two in uranium.
These numbers represent the number
of electrons surrounding the nucleus
of the atom.
Now Sir Ernest Rutherford sug-
gests that the different elements"
are merely different stages in either
the evolution or disintegration of
systems of electrons. He says:
Uranium throws off particles of
helium and degrades into thorium.
Thorium similarly degrades into
radium, and radium into lead. The
rate of these disintegrations has
been calculated. Uranium is reduced
to half its bulk in three thousand
million years, thorium in fifteen
thousand million years, radium in
1900 years, thorium &C. in a minute
fraction Of second. The energy
liberated in these changes is pro-
dgious; the chips of helium fly off
with a velocity of 10000 miles a
second. The inference appears to be
that the lighter elements in our sys-
tenn have come into existence by the
do DO o+iop cf haayiar al
dissipation or liberation of energy.
We are in fact running down, al
though the process is taking place
at rate almost unthinkably slow"
If the heavier elements tend to
transmute into lighter ones, then
gold would tend to become lead
rather than lead to become gold, for
gold is the heavier. The mother of
gold is still heavier element, the
reverse Of the alchemist theory.
Lest these very learned sugges-
tions of Sir Ernest Rutherford's
should arouse vain hopes of wealth,
however, let the aspiring note that
the processes Of transmutation are
very slow. Some transmutations
may be more expeditiously effected,
but since the change from base
metals to precious probably would
mean a series of evolutions each re-
curing some billions or trillions of
years, the prospect Of prompt divi-
dends from any transnautation plant
must be regarded as slight.
New-York tribune., 1922-07-30
On Water Hazards By Royal co,i.,es

There is golf course Just south Of
Lake George, belonging to the Glens
Falls Country Club, which offers the
player such q test as l have not en-
countered anywhere else in explora-
tions over from thirty to forty courses
1t begins the. game with it's principal
water hazard staring. one in the face
at the edge Of the first tee. To be
sure, it is not a hazard of prodigious
width; it is we'll under a hundred
yards. But bowl of water only few
yards across has been known to play
havoc with the nerves of the kind of
golfer who "looks on tempests and is
never shaken Is there any more
familiar spectacle in golf? A man of
brains and Drawn, a hard hitter and a
good player, a driver of 200 yards and
upward, is confronted by pif1ing
pond. He makes mighty swing and
the ball plunges to the bottom ten
yards-or less-from the shore.
have seen some beautiful players do
this thing. Why?
If the literature on the subject is
small it is, l suppose, partly because
there is no such profanity connected
with it. Men never swear at a ball
half SO hard or SO profusely as when
it has taken a bath and added i'm
placably stroke to the score. Then,
too, the waterless condition of the
average course accounts in a measure
for the nominally obscure status of the
water hazard in the annals Of golf
Some players. freed by happy accident
IN their local course from the negotia-
tlon of brooks, pools, streams, estu-
aries, ponds, lakes and what not, live
and die under the impression that the
worst thing you can get into is a
bunker or a pit. Pathetic fallacy!
Out of the most evil trap or the most
tenacious rough in the land you may,
by good luck, emerge with next to no
penalty, with no more than a certain
pairing down OF distance. l have seen
Cyril Tolley get incredibly far out Of
eel grass high enough, dense enough
and tangled enough to have tangled an
eel. He lifted the ball with niblick
As easily as you would pick a cherry
out of a basket. But a ball in the
water would cost even Tolley or
Sarazen stroke. Tribulations in the
rough and traps are only minor sor-
rows. Deviation into a water hazard
is another matter altogether.
1t is mental, we are told with finality,
as though that settled the business.
But its psychology goes deeper. The
hazard at Glens Falls provokes some
suggestive reflections. It's whole signif-
icance, obviously, is that you must drive
it at once, without any preparation,
without any warming up. 1t takes you
by the throat, on your merits. If you've
got any golf in you, it must show then
and there. "Bravo!" you cry. what
clever committee!" Too clever by
half. The tee faces an arm of the lake.
AS you walk around the water to reach
it you perceive, just to the right, the
eighteenth green. The tee for that is
near the club house, and your mashie
pitch is only across 1876 yards, spanning
much shorter distance over the lake
itself, which is here at its narrowest
stretch. All you have to do is to play
the eighteenth hole first and you are
lured to do that since it will save a
little walk at the fatigued end of your
round. Incidentally. YOU see too. Won
New-York tribune., 1922-07-30
Bantans in Pine Woods

fFront The D.dlJ
CNEFTAIN Ifucan of Azcan ia
caftan
Of tan with henna hackles, halt!
Damned universal cock, as If the sun
Was blaekamoor to bear your blazing
tail.
Fat! Fat. Fat! Fat! I am the personal.
Your world is you. am my world.
You ten-foot poet among inchlinzs. Fati
Begone! An inchling bristles in these
pines,
Bristles, and points their Appalachian
tangs,
And fears not portly Azcan nor his hoos.
WALLACE STEVENS.
New-York tribune., 1922-07-30
The Great Desire

(From Tho Philadelphia Inqu:rer)
It is human nature, we presume, but
nevertheless, have you ever observed
that no matter how long a man has
been out of job or how hard he has
struggled to get one, as soon as he
GETS work he begins to look forward to
holidays?
New-York tribune., 1922-07-30
Age

~ ~ = at9 from The Freenasj
I IFE is book he holds between his
hands,
The bruised and battered volums Of
the years:
His, and yet no more his. Another
stands
Invisible beside him, and he fears
Almost to stir, lest that One, ruth
lessiy
In some unguarded moment, seize upon
The treasured gift and vanish suddenly;
Almost he dares not look lest it Be
gone.
No more his trembling fingers turn the
page;
His heavy eyes no longer look ahead;
Serene he sits upon the throne of age
And ponders what already has been
read.
And musing so, from out the past shers
slips
The smile Of Youth, and plays ebcuS
his lips.
HELEN FRAZEE-BowER.
New-York tribune., 1922-07-30
Silence

From To-day, Losdon)
II TRGE me not into speech,
Seeking those hidden things
Which only dream can reach
Upon dark wings.
When as leaf-hid bird
Trilling lonely song
Through shadowy leaves half-heard
As whispering throng.
In me from leaf-dark deep
Thick-cloaked in dreams loves voice
Sings from murmurous sleep
One word Rejoice.
r. I. MEEpnZ
New-York tribune., 1922-07-30

have preliminary and easy try at the
lake. You get your warming up and
the demon Of the water hazard is exor-
cised, I don't, know whether or not the
committee figured this all out, but the
fact remains that even at Glens Falls,
where the water hazard was to put the
golfer absolutely. on his mettle, the up
shot Of this valiant planning left loop
hole for evasion. ~
Mental fiddlesticks! The reactions,
SO to say, associated with the water
hazard are proforsder, more search
ing. They are allied with the bases
Of mans moral nature. And it is
very curious thing that in the habits
and customs Of the game there has
been for years factor insidiously
and speciously sapping at the very
central stronghold of goling charac-
ter. | refer to the foater. Who in
vented it? Who first insinuatingly
handed the golfer this treacherous aid
to his weakness, this compromise with
his essential purpose, this emblem of
his dufferish state? He ought to wear
name more forbidding than Bogey
OF course, he would plead economic
wisdom. f1oater costs less than a
sinker, and, besides, it is frequently
retrievable. But, as it floats it pro-
claims the buffers shame. There is
only one slogan for the golfer at a
water hazard. The Marquis Of Mont
rose wrote it:
He either fears his fate too much,
Or his deserts are small
Who fears to put It to the touch
TO gain or lose It all.
Moreover, there is always retribu-
tion waiting at the water hazard, re-
buke for pusillanimous precaution.
You try foater. Very we'll. Promptly
you prove that it does not belle it's
name. You try another. "Boy, that
one is over there by the rushes" There
are no more in the bag SO you try a
sinker. Oh miracle! 1t pops over, far
beyond the shore. "Why didn't 1 try
that in the first place." you wonder
Why wonder? If you had used the
sinker in the first place you would
probably have gone over. The more
precious the ball the surer the chance,
if only because the player will take
little more pains in driving such a
ball-a sordid reason, if you like, but
one at any rate tending to coerce a
player into keeping his eye where it
belongs. The wise golfer, who is
matching not only his skill but his
sportsmanship against the handicaps of
the game, will take out only one ball
when he meets a deadly water hazard.
That will be his best and newest sinker.
If he gets over his satisfaction will be
doubled. If he fails he will have
learned that lesson so often commend
ed to us-"To give till it hurts" If
I had any influence over the solons
who settle the laws of golf I would get
them to abolish the foater as an in
centive to trifing with the discipline
of the game. For one thing, wouldn't
then be able to try any foaters any
more.
While l was about it l would also
beg the arbiters Of golfing destiny to
exact on all courses an increase in
the number and scope of water haz-
ards. When there isn't one on the
spot it should be made, though the
line should be drawn at such cement
basin as once dishgured certain dis
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Carnival

(Frons The Neosurs)
A DRAGON-FLY, slender as a lady
Gowned for dancing in hes shim-
mering black,
Cleans with sunlight; then, whero
reeds are shady,
Lifts jeweled fan and shrugs her hack.
Merrily the distant music crashes
Where the summer carnival is on
Out across the shining floor she dashes,
Pauses for an instant, and is gone.
PRESCOTT HOARD.
New-York tribune., 1922-07-30

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The Prize Sinecure
Fron. THE Baltin,ore S,

fFrom, The Baltimore Sum
1t must be fine to be a radical leader
and have nothing to do but say "sic
'em."
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While was about it | would also
beg the arbiters Of golfing destiny to
exact on all courses an increase in
the number and scope of water haz-
ards. When there isn't one on the
spot it should be made, though the
line should be drawn at such cement
basin as once dishgured certain dis
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The Washington times., 1922-09-10
Isii. international Feature Service. Sae.

hear the explosion that woult
mean the end Of a life.
Nor did I. Neither did Nudge
There was no explosion. Some
thing had gone wrong. We re-
turned to Mudge's Office. He sal
ror hours In tense thought.
"Snoggs, he said at last, "you
sent one package to the Home
for the Senile and took the other
to Paul's apartment"
I had.
(Which did you send to
whom?"
I did not get his meaning
said so.
"Well, never mind. Just tele-
phone the express company and
ask II the package has gone yet. I"
/ did 30. II had.
He remarked that I would
better follow 1t, but this I under
stood to be a jest. So I did not.
Suddenly he sprang to his feet.
"There is yet time" he cried.
Mortimer Nudge shall not be
foiled. Mortimer Nudge shall
yet have his revengeW
ION whom?" I asked.
ION the scenario writer! On
Paul, II not on Polly. The pack
age went to the Home for the
Senile. He shall not escape me
You understand7"
did not. Once more shall
have to leave the reader as igno-
rant as I am.
But that II another story
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The Vengeance of Mortimer Mudee

Plurally crossed" he would
say. Mortimer Mudge-to be
plurally crossedw (In moments
Of stress he sometimes used
slang.) And I was sorry for the
Dark Lady. I felt, somehow,
that she was not TO blame.
But Mortimer Nudge was not
one to forget a crossingl
So with my physicians instinct
] knew that his operations in tho
laboratory were connected with
the case Of the Dark Lady.
Two weeks later he invited me
to enter. What do you make Of
this, Snogg?" he asked, pointing.
In one corner Of the labora-
tory were some dozens Of boxes
labelled "Ubetter Eata." In an
other corner was q metal case
marked with the mysterious let
ters "T N T" and a request to
forbear the use Of hooks. I did
not know what to make of It. I
said SO.
Watch" commanded the
great detective, with a kindly
smile.
From q tank he took a hard
shell crab. Opening a Ubetter
Eata box he took from II some
thing resembling a soda cracker.
He held the cracker-I shall have
to call II that for want of the
correct vapA-svsr the crab and
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<<CToPw
- I did.

"Stay where you are or
you die in your. tracks" The
voice Of Mortimer Nudge Missed
the words. Came a sharp click,
as Of false teeth. Through the
blackness. DULY. cleaned a pistol.
1t was pointing at me.
To oblige my friend / did as
he requested.
Even you, Cyril Snoggs," the
cold voice went on, may not en-
ter this laboratory until am
ready to unleash my vengeance"
shuddered. I thought Of the
Dark Lady.
In relating these incidents l
am often forced to leave the
reader as ignorant as l am. For
example, when Nudge let the
Dark Lady listen over a detecto-
phone TO the scenario writer and
a companion plotting against her
! never learned why the Dark
Lady suddenly became insane
and pursued Nudge out Of sight.
What she heard thus to madden
her never knew, for all that I
could hear listening afterward
was . male voice saying, pretty
Polly" and a higher voice reply
ing, Pretty Paul" Perhaps she
was jealous Of Paul. However,
since that time ! had often heard
Nudge muttering his anger
against soma one.
The Washington times., 1922-09-10
BY Rhoda Montade

man - so stern toward the
wicked, so gracious to others-I
will state that he requested me to
send the rest Of the Ubetter
Eatas to the State Home for the
Senile.
81 can never look them in the
face again." he said, by which
understood him to mean that he
was sated with Ubetter Eatas.
Always courteous, always chari-
table-that was Mortimer Nudge.
When he had gone to recon-
noitre wrapped and addressed
the packages. took one to the
express company and delivered
the other. Then I Joined Nudge
at the detectophone in the apart
ment next to that of Paul the
scenario writer. For an hour
Nudge listened. Then a quiet
smile played over his counte-
rance.
THE scenario writer 10 back"
he said. The Is talking to her
fondly but villainously. And
new comes the vengeance Of
Mortimer Mudge-he Is urging
her to eat, asking her II she
wants A."
He broke of and I knew he
was listening intently.
For perhaps q minuts ~ sat
there, silent, motionless. COW
cred my cara ! did not want 70
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the creature Immediately
clutched II.
"Marvellous" I exclaimed.
He gave me one Of his scorn-
full looks-puzzling they were.
Then he produced another Ubet-
ter Eata box: But this one he
took from the safe. Curious,
thought I. But I did not say so.
From the box he carefully ex-
tracted another cracker-like OBJ
ject and placed II on a layer of
cotton on the table. Then he
took another crab from the tank,
laid 1t on the table near the
cracker and sprang back.
The crab clutched at the
cracker. There was an explo-
sion. When I looked again crab
and cracker had disappeared.
Crab and cracker crumbs rained
on US from the ceiling.
"Just a new way Of preparing
devilled crab, snoggs. Butt
here his tone grew ominous-"it
doesn't have to be a crab,
Snoggs. 1t might be anythingw
I trembled for the Dark Lady.
"But will she eat them?"
asked, meaning the Ubetter
Eatss. Z.
Eats nothing eise," he re-
piled. I should not have thought
so. She did not look Il.
But when asked him the
oonxriRht. Iaal - as.. a~
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meaning Of the explosion he
would only point to the Ubetter
Eata boxes and the other box
with the cryptic initials on It.
Mere matter Of soaking and
drying. Smells and tastes Just
the same" was all he said.
With which I had to rest con-
tent. Another instance whore I
am forced to leave my readers as
ignorant as l am.
"And now, Cyril Snoggs," he
Kissed, now for my revenrew
It was not so much what he said
as the way he said It. shud-
dered. thought Of the Dark
Lady.
MARK we'll my instructions,
Snoggs, and have a care. For
when you leave this house death
goes with your I shuddered.
I thought Of the crab.
Disguised as a grocer's boy, ]
was to deliver a package 81
Ubetter Eatas to a certain ad-
dress-the apartment where the
scenario writer and his compan-
ion had plottedl But I was to
say that the package was for
Polly. And that was the name
Of the scenario writer's compan-
ionl The Dark Lady, at least,
was safe.
And to give a mere glimpse at
another side Of this msny-sidsd