The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1934-06-15

Pot''Ht Jou' AZ CouSIdHtly strive u
better manage myself, that | may in
crease efficiency of mind and body.
man named +. O. Fox became gen.
eral manager of the Sante Fe system
some years ago, and went out on the
line in a special car. Two or three of
the older officials were with him, and
they sidetracked one morning, some
where. An Irish section foreman soon
appeared who was well acquainted
with the older officials. The Irishman
had come down to demand more wages
Greatly very generous, and he knew it,
but like the rest Of us, he wa. always
clamoring for more). So to the off,
Gals he knew he recited what a good
man he was; how he had long been
imposed on; how valuable his services
were to the company, etc.
The officials he had long known
agreed with him Tin our disposition to
get along, we all lie to a mans face,
and roast him behind his back). "The
man to see is inside" the officials
said; "the new general manager"
Then the Irishman started climbing
the car steps, grumbling his protests,
and declaring he intended to speak
piece of his mind, after long sup
pressing his indignation. Almost
Immediately the Irishman returned
from his visit to the new general man.
ager. "a big fellow, amt he?" the
Irishman said, and returned to his
work.
f. @. Fox is large man; at that
time young and athletic. Mr.. Fox
was sitting at his desk, back turned.
The Irishman sized him up, did not
speak to him, and quickly backed out.
Everybody respects the Big Fellows,
although nobody admits it. Perhaps
they should not; such admission may
be confession of cowardice-of lack of
nobleness; do not know, and am not
discussing the question here. / only
wish to say everybody respects the big
fellows a little more than they re-
spect the little fellows.
We all bluff good deal; and bluff
ing is mostly foolish.
Your hand has certain value.
The ten will take the nine; and so on
up to the controversy between the two
spot and the ace, or the controversy
between the section foreman and the
general manager. There may be
certain satisfaction in indignation
meetings, public and private, but they
hor
many years that attend few of them.
The world has widely accepted 81. G.
Wells as q man Of unusual fairness,
education and intelligence, by giving
him honorable distinction. He recent
ly made a speech in London, and said:
SIN many regions of the earth there is
an epidemic of intolerance which takes
ugly and novel forms. To me it seems,
more than anything else, a rebellion of
the clumsy louis against thought and
sanity land they are nowrampant every
where with idiotic symbols, and idiotic
salutes contriving idiotic cruelties. Is
the civilized majority safe? Personal
ly do not think so; expect to feel
uneasy for another ten years; by that
time I expect the clumsy louis to be
conquered by capable majority which
should have better controlled them
long ago."
Mr.. Wells statement is true enough,
but it isn't new. I've been saying the
same thing. in almost identical lam
guage, at least four years.
Why should not grand opera be CIV
en- for what it will bring in at the box
office? Why should we go so far in
art as to pay lot Of men and women
enormous salaries to screech in a man.
ner we do not actually care a great
deal for, and then demand that bust
ness men or the government, pay the
deficit? All the rest of us are
compelled to advertise our show, and
take whatever comes in. Why should
not artists do the same? You
may reply they simply will not. All
right; then let them go to the devil,
or to Italy, or wherever they come
from.
"The less we have to do with wom-
en-" Schopenhauer wrote, 1.-THE better.
They are not even necessary evil;
life is safer and smoother without them.
Let me recognize the snare that lies
in womens beauty, and the absurd
comedy of reproduction will end. Thus
the extinction of the race will be
achieved. Why should the curtain that
has just fallen upon defeat and death
always rise again upon new life,
new struggle, and new defeat? How
long shall we be lured into this end
less pain that leads only to a painful
end?"
/ do not endorse this sentiment; l
quote it only that more women may
know about it's author, and hate him.
Mark Twain said a mans real life
is led in his head, and known to none
but himself. {. say man
knows what goes on in other heads
from knowing what goes on in his
own. We really have no secrets from
each other
When a man has bad sense to start
with, and, in addition, is a bad writer,
a sad mess may get into print. This
unhappy combination is so frequent
that literature is already consider
ably confused.
The political leaders, in private con-
versation with each other do not adj
mire the people as much as they pre-