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Show TO THOSE WHO WERE DEFEATED. Collier's is not entirely pleased with the results of the election. That paper was devoted to everything- Rooseveltian, so that, when the returns came in Tuesday night, the grief in the office of the New York weekly was quite as overpowering as the sorrow in Oyster Bay, but the editor, instead of locking himself in his sanctum and brooding over his disappointments, became reflective and proceeded pro-ceeded to draw as much comfort as possible out of the perversities of this world and he wrote: "How small, of all that human hearts endure, That part which laws or kings can cause or cure." There is nothing new in the thought, but it is sweetly consoling in an hour of mental turbulence to turn to the abstract and say: "This world is all a fleeting show, For man '3 illusion given." This is how Collier's offers a balm to wounded feelings: "If in every one of the elections last Tuesday the best man had won, if all the progressive measures had been adopted, if every altruistic altru-istic movement that animates this nation today should achieve unanimous unan-imous adoption, if even the dream of perfect brotherhood should win approval at the polls, not all these things combined would be as potent for the happiness of any man among those for whose help they are intended, as the simple exercise of individual qualities that are within the boundaries of his own soul. The efforts of thousands of philanthropists during twoscore years yere necessary to get statutes which should guarantee a certain amount of sun and air to dwellers in city tenements and not one of those dwellers but could have got these thing3 and infinitely improved his lot by a two days' walk into the country and a determination to endure the temporary discomfort of adjustment to new suroundings and new acquaintances." |