The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1922-09-09
ON SECOND THOUGHT
BY JAYE. HOUSE.
(rrom Philadelphia Public Lsdsaf.l


For ussa holiday usually is a total
loss but late in the afternoon OF La
bor Day We established contact WIN
an old friend and spent an excitlhg
evening. He was Jean Marcei. ne. nSLo
extraordinary of George Marsns 1he
previously met him in years. but UNI
der widely differing nom de piumes
and in varying guises he permeateo
all of the favorite literature OF our
adolescence.
clean. nthe-limbed lad was Jean.
And he had his qalities. He was a
dead shot and the nasuest OF an
tagonists in a rookus. His endurance
was marvellous his persistence 1noe-
fatipab1e. and as became one native
to the great wide-open spaces OF the
frozen North, he had respect Ior
women. He plunged from one IN
credible hardship into another anu
emerged from one death-oeanhs ,ss.
venture only to be flung head-Ilrst
into greater peril. There were times
when Jean Marcel staggered from
hunger, lay almost somnolent IN the
lap of fatigue and bled from many
wounds, The only thing that seemed
to affece him not at all was the
weather He was impervious to bit
ter cold and regarded snow ana wlnu
and sleet as trivial annoyances. Asl1e
| from the fact that he neglected TO op-
/
spaces-that of arising from bed or
snow and taking plunge in a con-
venient lake-Jean Marcel is a per-
| feet character. If he killed-and ne
killed frequently-it was not from
blood lust, but in defense OF his person
| or his honor. Often when, with every
justification he might have killed ana
should have killed, he was content
merely to MAIN members of the at
| lacking party.
There is no flapper, no boudoir. IN
| THE whelps of the Wolf" There is.
| so to speak, no vi1lafnous city slicker.
| There is no sophistication, no guile
and little craft. The land is alive with
game the waters TEEN with fish.
once in a while the redbud trees show
signs of bursting into bloom; but, for
| the most part, the earth is snow
covered and ice-locked. Personally
we think Jean and his friends con-
sumed quantities OF food out or All
proportion to the needs of the human
body; but one can't have a famine I'M
til the food is exhausted; and, any
| way, that is a detail
Jean Marcel is an old friend come
back. This column bids him welcome.
Senator Capper adsises the collec-
ton of the eleven billion dollars for
eign governments owe this country
| and suggests that the money thus
raised be used in paying the boys their
bonus. The farmer being temporarily
saved, Senator Capper. we imagine,
has nothing of importance on hand.
Let him go ahead and collect the
money. Once it is in hand, this
column will not further oppose the
payment OF adjusted compensation"
Certain newspapers notably the
Portland Press Herald, are disposed to
sneer at Senator Capper's plan. They
misapprehend and misunderstood the
Kansas senator. They don't realize it
was thus and in such manner that he
became a great popular hero.
4 Again We Are Shown Up.
Sir-As a psychologist, 1 have read
your column regularly for some
months, painful tho this duty was. I
have at last tumbled to your philoso-
ply, which 1 imagine is unknown even
ITO you. 4 Namely, you dislike man
who hak by his unaided personal eff
forts succeeded in his particular walk
in life. Your subconscious mind real
I ICES you are a failure, therefore your
objective mind hates men such as
Dempsey, Ruth, Gompers etc, An in
teresting specimen, Watson, an in
teresting sDecimen ID T