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AUGUST 13, 1917
Cartoon By New Congressman Baer
No Favoritism at Fort Myer
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MONDAY. AUGUST II, MIT.
Here Is Real Radicalism
The Man Who Made This Cartoon Is Sent To Congress With
More Votes Than His Six Opponents Combined
The Supreme Court in this picture, made by Mr. Baer,
the new Congressman from North Dakota, is, of course, not
the Supreme Court of the United States, but the Supreme
Court of Mr. Baer's State.
It will interest people, judges, and particularly the
Congress to which Mr. Baer has just been elected, to see
WHAT KIND of a cartoon caused the election of Mr. Baer
Mr. Baer made this picture as a protest against the Su
preme Court of his State. He was elected by a vote bigger
than the combined votes of sis men that ran against him
with the idea of splitting the vote and beating him. The
men who supported him incidentally were the farmers of
North Dakota, who have since changed their Supreme
This cartoon, Mr. Baer's election, and the formal an
nouncement by the farmers of the West that they mean to
take two hundred men out of Congress and put in better
men will interest every thinking American.
After the war, with its spending of billions, 'and its
killing of millions, we are going to see a great deal of real
radicalism. Wise men especially those that have been ac
customed to govern this country by the use of money, con
trolling public officials, some judges, and a good many
Congressmen TAKE NOTICE.
The farmers are in earnest and Government fears the
An Excellent Picture of President
There Is Not Much Happiness In the Face of the Man Drag
ged By the Collar But That Doesn't Disturb the
President or the People.
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FATBI0T3 WILLr-OTHERS MUST II
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In this little picture you see illustrated some of the best
work that President Wilson has done recently.
Through his Secretary of War, Mr. Baker, and through
Mr. Daniels, Secretary of the Navy whom the extortionate
Trusts hate so sincerely the President has saved for the
people hundreds of millions, and he will save many hundreds
of millions more.
The President is going on the assumption that the main
object of the war is to beat Germany not to increase the
wealth of Trusts and their owners.
He is regulating the prices at which goods must be sold
to this Government, and sold to the allies, and sold TO
AMERICAN BUSINESS MEN.
The United States Steel Trust that has earned a hun
dred per cent a year, on three hundred millions of watered
stock, represents the gentleman dragged by the collar.
And forty other kinds of extortionists also represent this
The worried expression on the face of the profiteer, who
is losing his bag of profit, does
the people that elected him.
They only hope that the regulating of prices may extend
all along the line, so that the American people who send food
to England may not pay twice as much for it as the English
pay when it gets across the ocean, so that the taxpayers of
the United States may feel that a dollar paid in taxes means
a dollar spent in war not fifty cents for war and fifty cents
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This is one of the cartoons
two hundred Congressmen
Elizabeth Jordan Writes on "Good Talk"
What That Means Depends on Him Who Talks, on Him Who Listens, and on What Is of Interest to
Them Both There Was an Artist at a Dinner Once Who Hung Spellbound on a Discourse Concern
ing Prices of Canned Goods, But There Was a Special Reason for That And There Are Persons
Who Would Rather Listen to Some One Person Than to the Morning Stars Singing Together.
By Elizabeth Jordan.
"Dear Miss Jordan:
"Some of us men readers of the
Evening Journal vera wondering
the other night Just what 'good
talk' Is. We decided to ask you.
H. F. B.
U OOD talk," H. F. B.,
I r ii talk that inter-
" ests both the person
who is talking and the one who
If it interests the speaker and
bores the listener (a too fre
quent condition!), it is not "good
talk." If it interests the listener,
but bores the speaker (a much.
rarer condition) it is not good
"Good talk," to be good talk,
must hold both speaker and listen
ers. It must, in one way or an
other, inform their minds. It must
make them think. It must lead
to a free expression of thought
Having thus put the matter in
a nutshell, I hasten to develop
the theme. For well I know that
if I don't do this, some seven hun
dred( and twenty-two of you will
write me letters asking why I
So let me expliin at once that
the good talker, like any other
artist, is afTocted by his audience.
To certain individuals, he talks his
best. They stimulate hm because
he knows they undersold and ap
preciate what he is saying.
To other individuch he gives
his worst. He knows that they
do not understand, do not ap
preciate The knowledge makes
him self-'onscious, halting, and
Also, of course, a subject on
which one man talks well may
happen to be a subject in which
his hearer has little interest. The
speaker might interest him deeply
in some other subject.
The Authorities Say: Talk
About Your Listener's
Most of the authorities tell us
that the way to interest a human
neing is to taiK to r.im atwut his nours he discoursed on philos
own special interests, whatever j ophy, while, with shining faces.
uiuso interests may uc r irsi ui-
cover them, then talk about them.
That advice, or something like
it, is given to every debutante in
"Interest men by talkinT about
their interests," the experienced
Th auggestioB eanj sound, but
that sent Mr. Baer of North Dakota to Congress. The fanners say they are going to withdraw
from their jobs and elect substitutes. Ask Baer, he knows. (See Editorial).
it cannot always be followed. It
frequently happens that the de
butantes know nothing about the
subject that interests the men to
whom they talk. Therefore, they
acutely bore these gentlemen in
stead of interesting them.
Like most advice furnished us
in prepared capsules, that advice
should be carefully considered be
fore being swallowed. Before one
talks to others about their special
interests, one should be quite sure
that one knows something about
those interests. Otherwise, a safe
rule is to let the other person talk.
Put it up to him to interest you!
It is a fact that the best talkers
sometimes weary their listeners.
There is a nervous strain in fol
lowing them , and in being ex
pected to catch and return their
conversational tennis balls.
One of the most interestinsr
talkers in New York a very
brilliant woman is said to receive
a large fee for attending the
formal dinners of her friends. It
is her task to make these dinners
"go" to be effervescent and stim
ulating, and to draw out her feK
low guests at the table.
Not long ago I heard a very
able man beg his hostess not to put
him next to this woman at a din
ner. He did not dislike the woman.
He was merely thinking of his
"I consider her the most tire
some person I know," he said,
frankly. "She keeps me on my
mental tiptoes all the time; and
when I'm at dinner I want to
Listeners have changed, you see,
since tho days of Socrates. That
distinguished citizen, wandering
home In the gray dawn after a
night away from Xantippe, wouH
meet a group of Greek youths.
Both they and he might be feeling
a natural fatigue; but this is what
Socrates sat down under a tree
The Grerk youths threw them-
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And for the next two or thrte
hours he discoursed on ohilos-
his audience hung on his words!
The Practical Topic That Eh
tranced Two Distinguished
Socrates was the "good talker"
of his day. It would be deeply
taicictung to ooscrvo how ii
and how strongly, he could hold
a group of young Americans in
Once at a dinner, I sat next to
a famous French artist who had
come to America to paint por
traits of some of our society
women. He and I talked all
through the meal. When the
women left the table he followed
me into the drawing room and at
once presented me to his wife.
We three talked together steadily
and exclusively until the party
Our hostess regarded us with
mingled feelings. She was glad
the great artist and his wife were
interested, but she did not want
them absorbed by one guest when
all her guests wished to meet and
talk to them.
As she and I were close friends,
she put thi matter frankly when
we were separating.
"I spent the end of the even'ng
trying to tear you and the Blanks
apart," sh said, "but it couldn't
be done. They were both hanging
on your words as if they were life
lines. I couldn't even catch their
eyes. In heaven's name, what
were vou talking about"
"The cost of canned goods," I
Of course she did not believe
me; but I had told her the exact
truth. The distinguished French
couple intended to spend the
winter in New York ana to "keep
house." They had been appalled
b" what they heard about rents,
food prices, and the like. I
told them where to live, where and
how to do their . marketing, and
exactly how much' things cost.
We there had some delightful
talks late in the winter, but on
that first night I had not made a
singly remark unconnected with
dollars and cents. I mnst hive
sounded like a phonographic mar
ket list. But oh. the burning in
terest in the eyes of those two for
eigners! On that occasion, that
special subject henpened to be. to
them, the most absorbing subject
In Bermuda, one night last
June, after dining in a house at
Somerset, the guests went out into
the host's tropical trarden. This
4. garden sloped down to meet the
sea. mere was a wonderful moon
riding the heavens; there were no
sounds but the scraping of palm
leaves in the light breeze, and the
whisper of the waves.
In this dream-like setting, a
little group of the
woman honored on
ents. She was speaking in hush
ed tones; every face illumined by
me moonlight, was tense with in
terest. Very quietly, so as not to
break the spell, the hostess and I
drew near. We heard the words
of the distinguished woman. She
"And then I put in a little
cream, and let it come to a very
But Here Is the Greatest Test
From all this, H. F. B., you can,
form your own conclusion as to
what constitutes "good talk." The
supreme test, of course, is the de
gree of interest of those who
listen. Incidentally, I may add
personality and magnetism enter
largely into the matter.
Let me illustrate again:
Somewhere, H. F. B., there is,
no doubt, a certain girl, who is in
love with you.
Suppose you wrote and told her
you would call next Tkursday
evening for a friendly chat.
What conversation on this earth
would she choose that night in
place of yours? Would she hear,
without you, the best speaker in
She would not
Neither would she listen to the
morning stars if they sang for
her at a special concert from
which you were excluded.
You see, H. F. B., there are
many sides to this question of
TO MY CORRESPONDENTS.
My artlelrs are bring-In? ma a
very lares mail. Every letter re
ceived Is read by me. Every letter
In which the writer's nme and ad
dress are trlven Is answered sooner
or later. There Is sometimes a nec
The majority of my correspond
ents suRKest subjects on which
they wish me to write articles.
Where the subject sufKested Is of
universal Interest, as with the fore
Eolnc letter and many others. I dls
cuss It In these columns. Where it
Is of Interest only to the writer and
to me. I am. of course, unable to
I hope the many friends who have
not signed their names to their re.
wests and ho therefore have not
had a response to their letters will
accept these lines as my explanation
and apology. E. J.
By DAVID LAWRENCE.
No competition under the sun ended probably without
the cry of favoritism from some quarter. Expressed or u
expressed, the feeling, as a rvle, in a large competition, es
pecially one in Which the Government is interested is thaijt
"pull" and "politics" moved in unseen ways to prefer cer
tain individuals and reject others.
Yet if there ever was a competition in which the men
responsible for the selections worked more conscientiouslyio
pick the men best fitted for the great task in hand, the one
just finished at Fort Myer would seem to have been exactly
that kind as nearly perfect as human beings can make a
test of this sort. ,
When it is considered that the son of one of the most
prominent Senators on the Democratic side of the Chamber,
and, again, in another instance, a relative of the President
of the United States himself, were not found qualified, the
public con rest assured that-merit and not politics was tho
The deserving were rewarded. But the standard was
high, and what seems most unfortunate is that commissions
were not given to so many of the candidates who might,
with just a littlamore training and a little more time, come
up to the mark. In other words, it is to be regretted that
provision has not been made for the use of some of the ex
cellent material available.
"Men who have given up their professions and occupa
tions and who came as well recommended as did those
whose applications were accepted at Fort Myer ought to
be given a longer opportunity than three months to show
their worth. There should be one primary test mental
capacity. If some of the candidates have minds apt enough,
to grasp the .fundamentals of military science they should
be retained until their unfitness to lead other is absolutely
demonstrated In some cases at Fort Myer demeritsof the
most trivial character important enough in principle in
times of peace served to disqualify candidates.
The point is that the Government has spent time and
monev on thesev candidates. Havintr already invested its
capital, the Government should determine whether a further
outlay would not get a return of some kind on the original
expenditure. It is true that the War Department has prop
erly offered to make non-commissioned officers of some of
the candidates who failed to earn commissions. There
ought to be some way in which the. men rejected could be
frouped as provisional officers and given a rank and grade,
uch a list might prove very valuable some day if the
United States finds, as it probably will, that it must have
officers in a hurry.
This article Introduces to ear readers a new writer. Mable Dodre.
This young woman will soon be the iatellectaal friend of allliensy aael
they will be clad to know her. She has soaMthing to say.
Readers of this newspaper who hare read the numerous anet inter
esting extracts from Mary MacLean's book will be Interested in what
a younj; female philosopher thinks about it.
EDITOR THE TIMES.
Strange Mary MacLane
Mary is an old maid.
Mary may go blind like Narcissus.
Mary MacLane does not know life.
What will Mary say to all this?
By Mabel Dodge.
I HAVE read Mary MacLane's
In the last part she says
with a last attempt to be sin
cere that she has failed in the
book to express herself. Now I
think that she has succeeded. She
has expressed and quite in spite
ol hersell ut anaemic ana im
poverished American woman's
soul. She has revealed for all her
bravado her abject timidity and
her deep conservatism. She has
been afraid in spite of all her
show of pride to show her vanity
perhaps this constitutes pride.
She repeats over and over that she
can think, but she has shown
that she can only imitate think
ers. I can't sea any place in the
book which shows thought. That
is, her OWN thought. At most she
gets away with it by making lists
of things that might be deserving
of thought. Where would she be
without Witman and Carpenter?
I see no originality or point but
theirs in her shirks.
She has no capacity for experi
ence because she is incapable of
exchanging energy with anyone
outside of herself. She is a shut
in. Well the malady she -suffers
from is NARCISSISM. Narcis
sism is the disease of being arrest
ed in one's development, by the
contemplation of one's self.
A Born Old Maid
The natural part of her make-up
is diminished and thin. She is a
born old maid.
She knows no more about life
than a typewriting machine I
think it is horrid of her to talk
about herself. There is nothing
in her attractive doesn't she
This kind of modern rootless
thing is all about us. In men as
well as women, it suns to me, we
find the "creature" has gone to
So we have the universal war.
In order that they shall be
planted. It's their only use. In
this war only by getting killed off
in great numbers and thrown back
into nature and the earth, can the
race go on and be enriched.
We have to put back into the
earth all the blood and iron that
we have taken out of it and used
up.- Though we have grown to
heaven in order to grow any
more we have to go back. Sic
But what is poin to happen to
YOU. Mary MacLane you and
all the. other American dolls
smirking in front of their mirrors
70,000,000 dolls leaning fro
their windows on their "Chines
coats?" Yon have a kind of
nervous sensibility without tasta,
discrimination or culture.
But what would you give up ts
obtain these, I wonder? Every
page of your book reveals a
symptom of your malady, but
would you give up the precious
illness? All culture is the result
of renunciation. It is the givinr
up of SOMETHING for some
thing one wants more. Would yon
give up your green sickness Mary
A Lifeless Book.
There is no life in your book.
Living js the outcome of being in
relation to others of our land.
The stuff of life is what we ex
change with each other. Exclu
sion voluntary or involuntary
from the herd is death. You ara
dying, Mary MacLane from your
Be Warned, Mary.
Do you know what happened
finally to Narcissus? He went
Why don't you try to coma
back? Why don't you try -to get
well? Why don't jou put your
self and your pride and your
sensibility and all the bundle of
poor. mean, anaemic frustration
that calls itself a modern woman
into the hands of a reliable psy
chiatrist and see if he cannot
bring you around?
Mary Is Like Others.
You are no different from other
people. No one is very different
from any one else.
That is why your detachment
from the peoile is so silly. But
there may be things in you that
can be helped very muclj blocked
channels may be opened to let ths
life energy flow free. '
Neurotic imaginary , barriers
may be taken down so that yon
can mix happily with your kind.
I would try something of this
sort if I were you.
Then perhaps with your sensi
bility and your practice in words
you would haVe something to writ
about. Wouldn't that be worth
getting well for?
The above is what w rail ua
firm, friendly letter from one. female)
genius to another. We suppose
that Mary MacLane, who does not
lack vocabulary, will answer sweet
ly. We shall be glad ta publish her
lady-like reply to the tender advice.
and explanation that Mabel Dodge