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Show DRUMSTICK DIPLOMACY When wo dedicated the Panama canal to war Instead or peace and com mcrco the first result wns a violation of treaty. The second Is now before us In the farm of Nicaragua, by which wo nre to pay that country $3,000,000 to exclude other nations from inter-oceanic inter-oceanic enterprises through its territory terri-tory forever. A canal primarily constructed and operated for war purposes must have no rivals. Tho fortiricatlons and guns nt Panama are not only a notice to tho wrold that tho canal ls not to bo free; they also ate a wafnlng-ttiat in no other place is tho isthmus to be pierced and no qther route between tho oceans opened. This Is the logic of tho situation which follows Inexorably upon the heels or tho original error. Incidentally Incident-ally we assume over Nicaragua, a protectorate pro-tectorate which resembling that exorcised exor-cised by ub In Cuba, has no Justification Justifica-tion except in monopolizing. for war purposes transit across the Isthmus. .- .t. j TAKEN FOR LESS THAN YOU ARE ' David Grayson writing in the August Aug-ust American Magazine says: "It's a great thing to wear shabby 'clothes and an old hat! Some ot the best things 1 have ever known, like these experiences of the streets, naive resulted from coming up to life from underneath; of being taken far less than I am rather than for more than I am. "I did not always believe In this doctrine. For many years the years before I was rightly born Into this alluring world I tried quite the op-pos op-pos te course. I was constantly attempting at-tempting to come down to life from above. Instead of being content to carry through life h. sufficiently wonderful won-derful being named David Grayson, I tried desperately to set up and support sup-port a sort or dummy creature which so clad, bo .housed, so fed)f.Quld appear ap-pear to be what I thought Dav d Grayson ought to appear In tho eyes of the world. Oh, I spent, quite n lifetime trying to satisfy other peo-plo peo-plo " 4 $ THE MAN WITH THE HOE Maud Muller 'tis said, ono summer's day, Baked tho meadow, sweet with hay. Her stunt was nothing to our old mirn's, Who rakes the back yard, rich In cans. Who's spent ten do'llafs -and sixty cents For a noble array of implements; Who sallies forth at the break ot day, To carry tho ashes and bones away. To clear a space for his garden plot. Time files by, but ho minds It not. Our dad's decided it surely" payB Our own young onions and such to raise. And mother with hidden mcap.ng I quite, I Allows that the scheme is out of j sight. , , I And smiles when the first day's work Is o'er; To get him to meals 1ms been : i chore. But when next morning's sun holds 1 sway, He thinks ho had better lay oft a day. He's got some bus.ness he surely ; must Attend today or the firm will "bust." And off he goes on the trolley car, Returning home with tho" evening star. And then when the third day rolls around, For minutes ten he Inspects tho , ground. Ami grabs the shovel ana then tho hoe And works for half an hour or so. Tho fourth day dawns both bright nnJ fair? And ho goes to see It his ganron's there. Ho's got no time to work It today. For they need him In town, nnd right n way; Business Ib pressing so to speak j Wo may not see him far most u week. I lie says that ho really bates to go, When his gnrden needs his attention so. ' It gets along to tho mlddlo or Juno, ; And Dad allows he must start in 1 soon. To do somo hoeing nnd yank tho weeds j And show fair p'ny to his turnip j And Ma 1ookc on with n knowing I smile, Ho's been a blulllng us nil tho whllo. j And all of tho homo mndo garden I sass We have U tho kind our parents pnsi At one anothor, most every day,. ' When ono of us kids Is sent away To buy somo tomatoes by the can, From tho little old corner grocery man |
