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"You've been called a single taxer, I
Mr. Mitchell. How about it?"
"Just this. I realize that our pres
ent system is unjust. And I have said
that if the legislature .passes a bill
submitting to a referendum vote the
question of reducing the tax-rate on
buildings to 'half the tax.-rate on land,
and the bill comes fo me Jor the New
York city referendum, I Will sign it.
If that is single tax, make the most
"I am not yet leading sucb a fight,
however. The time seems hardly
ripe for at. I am now chiefly inter
ested in the fight for home rule for
cities. With genuine home 'rule,
necessary local reforms will 'come
"What is the best way to destroy
boss rule Tammanyism?"
"Give us direct primaries and boss
ism will starve to death!"
MITCHELL THE MAN
He will be the youngest mayor
New York ever had.
In seven years he has been as-
sistant Corporation counsel of
New York, corporation counsel,
commissioner of accounts, presi-
dent of the boar of aldermen,
acting mayor, collector of the port
of New York arid, mayor-elect.
He is a grandson of John Mitch-
ell, the Irish patriot exiled to Aus-
tralia in 1848.
He dresses well, in dark clothes,
smokes cigars, takes an occa-
sional drink, and likes good shows
and after-theater suppers.
He -is a flat dweller, married
and has no children.
He is an enthusiastic fencer,
boxer, dancer, tennis player, base
ball fan and all-round sportsman.
He has hunted big game in the
north woods and in South Amer-
ica, and suffers occasionally from
jungle fever caught in the tropics.
He says "Hello!" and Calls his
'friends by their first names.
THE RIGHT ROAD
By Berton Braley.
Where's the road to happiness?
Where's the joyous way?
Where's the path, to Arcady
Ever blithe as May?
Here be many roads to take,
Wisdom, there,, ahoy!
What's the proper turn to make
For the road of joy? ,
"Take whatere road is straight,
Carol as you go,
Help a comrade bear his pack
If it bends him low,
Take your chances as" they, come,
Famine, days or fat.
If Dame Fortune treat you ill
Dare to laugh at that!"
What's the road to Happiness?
How then shall we make it?
" 'Tisn't just the way youlTAKE,
But the WAY you take -it!"
DIARY OF FATHER TIME
I'm going to pretend, anyhow, that
I agree with your modern scientists
about the making of the Moon, the
orb which appearss6beautiful to you
Earth Folk these autumn nights.
Well, at first the Earth was a mol
ten planet, solid at. the center and
surrounded by a deep asmosphere,
mos't of which was due to the water
of your present oceans, which were
then partly a dense gas. ' At that
period the Earth was" rotating within
a period of two to fourtiours and the
sun was producing disturbing cur
rents and tides in the gaseous matter
as well as In what water there was.
One day, or lught, the tremendous
speed of the Earth caused one of the
great tidal waves to rise so high that
it flew off the earth and formed the
Moon, which went to traveling on its
own hook. The Moon, you lmow, re
flects light and does not emit its own
light, like the stars. After giving
birth to the Moon, the Earth went ou
solidifying and but that's anothej;
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