The Ford International Weekly
THE DEARBORN PUBLISHING CO.
HENRY FORD. President.
C. J. FORD. Vice President.
E. B. FORD. Secretary Treasurer.
E. G. P1PP. Editor.
Twentieth Year. Number 4, November 22, 1919.
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The Mirror Club
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Men calling themselves the SOW ot KaDeiai
have organized to withstand any campaign tor pro
hibition in France. They have adopted resolutions and
lent forth literature declaring that wine is a precious
part of the dearest glory of France. It is to famous
vintages that they ascribe the unforgettable bravery
of French soldiers in the war. and all the dazzling dis
tinctions won by Frenchmen in art and science.
The world will be divided between mirth and anger
at such claims for Wine the Mocker. But extremism
ahvavs has a leson. and in this case the lesson is plain.
If Alcohol is to be defended at all. it should be de
fended like this: If wine, or beer, or whisky, or vodka,
are not bad things, they must be good things, and
very good things.
The human race knows all about alcohol. It has
been in the world from prehistoric times. Every nation
has known alcohol and intoxication and delirium tre
mens. The literature of every people is full of its
records. And finally, after centuries upon centuries of
experience, civilization is pronouncing it an evil, a de
stroyer, a poison. A in other things, the younger na
tions are leading the older in freeing mankind from
the ancient curse.
This is the position taken by the American people.
And there is no Other position, except that taken by
the Sons of Rabelais. There can be no middle ground
on Mich an issue. It is either the greatest of poisons
or the chief of foods. It is either a curse and a blight
or a blessing and an inspiration. We should either build
monuments to the pioneers of temperance or raise pub
lic treasure for the perpetuation of saloons. If this
thing is good, as it is powerful, it must be a great
power of good, and our motto should be, "Glory to
The Soni of Rabelais should be re-named. They
should be called the Mirror Club. They are a trans
parent glass on a dark background by which all who
oppose prohibition, on any excuse, can see themselves.
tatty undertakes to Study
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but the true rreacher who h.i lUllHlH to preach
needed by all of us.
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The Happiest Exiles
THE Swiss Government recently ordered out
.Ul rtn through the mountain republic.
WTtfl not to Ctiry some eminent dignitary ot their own
mo other land. This train was to transport one
thousand Poles and Czecho-Slovaks.
Immi America to the
Th, Swiss Government
pirit when these travelers patted through. For these
nen and women are the guests of humanity. Years
ago they or their fathers went tortn irom i o.a.iu
Bohemia or Slovakia, went forth from subjugated and
oppressed lands, to find a home in America. In their
absence, but not without their aid. these subjugated and
oppressed lands were brought back to independence.
Now they welcome back their children on the freehold
of the ancestral soil.
Switzerland herself has wrought out her independ
ence. She knew in former centuries the iron burden
of Austrian oppression, the mighty joy of liberation.
Not even America can join more gladly in the gladness
of Poles and Czecho-Slovaks than can the free moun
taineers. So these people of the new republics, passing
from the American republic through the Swiss republic,
enjoy all the hospitality of free brethren.
Happiest of all exiles are these returning Slovaks.
For while they went forth homesick and broken-hearted,
they found full hospitality and freedom on this
side of the sea. And we may expect that most of them
will rind their way back to us. They will tarry to re
joice with Warsaw and Prague, but they will carry
with them abundant and alluring memories of Pitts
burgh or Detroit, Massachusetts or Minnesota. Here
they first practiced freedom, first realized citizenship.
In their ancestral home and in their home of exile,
they have realized that to freemen every free land
Don Jose in a Raincoat
bull-ring in Mexico City was recently the
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singing the part ot 1 KHI Jose.
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of Europe delight to honor. 1 he classic trims m u
world might not think of Mm in connection with tin
Mexican bull-ring. Vet when the opera Wftl given n.
lhlt arena htteen thousand men and women MiemfeM,
aml heard the first three acts with mighty delight.
rain storm burst suddenly in the third act. The
management announced that the fourth act COUld not
be given. The fifteen thousand r..sC- m their seats and
demanded that the opera should not cease. They cried
out for more of that music, for more tones from that
VOice, as madly as ever a craed audience cried its ap
plause to the triumphant bull-fighters,
nd Signer Caruso was convinced Ol their sincerity.
He yielded to such a stormy demonstration of ap
pieciation. He protected his health by waterproof coats
and heavy boots, and walked oul before an audience
which was largely protected by umbrellas. Then he
sang that last act of -Carmen. " and his associates sang
with him. And the audience heard him through to
the last note.
This is a good piece of news for us to read. We
are too apt to think oi Mexico in terms of bandits and
outlaws and adventurers. W e are seldom told by any
one that Mexico has poet! and artists and musicians.
And there is seldom any rally of the people to show
that vast numbers of them love what other enlightened
peoples love. The Caruso demonstration, in a ring
built for bull-tights, in the capital city of Carranza. is
in a sense a debut of the Mexican people in the artistic
society of civilized nations.
LIEUT. BELVIN W. MAYNARD who won the
j great air race across the continent and back, lead
ing all competitors from New York to San Francisco
and back to New York, is a Baptist minister.
While part of the country is talking of Lieut. May
nard. other parts are talking of Elder Alvin York, who
is making a tour in behalf of his fellow-Christians in
the southern mountains. Elder York has been called
the bravest man in the war. His single-handed capture
of 132 Germans, and other hand-to-hand fights which
he carried on in the thickest fields of action, have
gained for him every order of military recognition.
These men should stand out as lessons to those
among us who speak of preachers as it they were
"preachers and not practicers." There is for some rea
son a tendency to doubt the usefulness of preachers,
and every now and then some member of the guild
proves us wrong. Literary people are quite likely to
scoff at preachers, though some of the most striking
literary successes in any age are won by men like
E. P. Koe. Thomas Dixon. Cyrus Townend Brady, and
Harold Bell Wright.
The preacher who is l mere talker is not a useful
man. even in the pulpit. He will not be a successful
man, even in the church. But the preacher who takes
Building for Earthquakes
KOLA I LENINE is said bv a French observer
to be the head of an international revolutionary
plot A network of Leninism covers the world, says
this student. AM existing governments are marked for
obliteration, and all existing industries are marked for
loot. He warns all governments to take warning from
the fate of Russia.
Some existing governments probably will not take
warning from the fate of Russia. They will continue
building up their high-towered royalty, until a slight
shaking of the earth will topple over the fortified pal
aces. It seems vain to cry out to some governments to
beware of the dangers that overthrew the autocracies of
Russia and France.
But in general we feel that our American Govern
ment, and the British Government, and a few others,
may rest more secure. In countries subject to earth
quakes no skyscrapers are raised in the towns. The
inhabitants are content to build lower structures of
broad foundations, great slabs of stone or great fiat
bricks. They have not yet built buildings earthquake
proof, but they have raised structures which have
shuddered and stood through many cataclysms.
So we have based our government broadly on the
people. The people have not above them a great
towering autocracy, bowing down the taxpayers to the
earth and glittering with power. They have rather a
broad-built government, resting on the people's will and
support, and continually becoming more and more
adapted to the common folk, and to their changing
All revolutions must come from the people. The
American people will not listen to Count Nikolai
Lenine if he calls for revolution in America on the
ground of wrongs in Russia. The Russian autocracy
was never built for turbujence. But our institutions
were built fur popular support, and for changes by
the public will. They were built to shake but not to
break with the people's upheaval of expression. And
they will stand, like the ancient fiat -slabbed churches
of Central America, though every royal tower from
pole to pole shall crash to the ground.
Therefore we shall not tremble before the schemes
of Lenine. nor even before the schemes of some greater
man who may lead the Radicals of the world when
this adventurer shall have passed away.
Beauty Beyond Art
JUSTICE ROBITZEK of the Bronx municipal court
has made an utterance from the bench which de
serves to be recorded on tablets of broue. A suit was
brought before him to recover damages for injury to
a house. A baby had marked the walls with his little
stained fingers. Justice Robitek dismissed the suit.
"This would be a happier world." he declared, "if
baby lingers could only make their imprints on the
hearts of men and women. I would rather see the
prints of baby lingers on the walls of my house than
have them adorned by the world s masterpieces."
Once in a while some true-minded man turns us
away from shallow admiration of what is pretty to a
deeper appreciation of what is beautiful. We know
that a neat house is pretty. But we also know, in our
better moments, that a little child embodies all that i..
great and worthy in life. There is no measure of
civilization so certain as our treatment of the helpless
and of infants. And we know that the little baby,
touching things with its lingers, meddling with those
dimpled hands, reaching out in every direction toward
the wonderful world, is a little picture ol tin- whole
human race in all its achievements.
All the art in the world is. after all. merely imita
tion. The real Beauty is about us. Perhaps the most
famous of all pictures is the Sittinc Madonna. Per
haps the most striking feature of this painting is the
representation of the two cherubs looking out at us
over the threshold of heaven. Raphael, the painter, did
not imagine these children. He saw two such children
looking up at the painting over a barrier, and he painted
them into the picture. Hundreds of people saw those
children merely as children, and perhaps feared that
their fingers would mar something. The tine artist,
Raphael, saw in them the real Beauty, which he could
only imitate on his canvas.
Justice Robitek has done us all a service. He has
brought back our thoughts from what is pretty and
useful, neat and orderly, to what is beautiful, noble,
and priceless, the beauty in childhood and innocence
which is beyond all art.
You can never tell the difference between a house
and a home until you have lived with the occupants.
The wise man does not sack the girl anxious to get
married but the girl anxious to ffj married.
Most women's idea of light housekeeping is t
at a hotel and have breakfast in bed.
Never kiss a girl who doesn't want to be kissed
if you can ever find such a girl.
If sermons would spread like scandals, the world
would soon be reformed.
If you've ever told an one's secret, how dare you
tell any. in, yottf own;
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