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.GLEANINGS S3& THE PERILOUS NIGHT-KEY. "file night-key in the possession of the boys and girls in our city does more to foster crime than anything I know of," is the conviction of District Attorney Harry E. Lewis, reports the Brooklyn Eagle. "There are fathers and mothers," he continued, "who don't know where their girls go at night, and fathers who don't care where their boys go or what they do in the night." He finds that last year there was a 25 per cent increase in the number of crimes committed in King's County over the number com mitted during a similar period in 1918, and, more alarming still, that 68 per cent of last year's crimes were com mitted by boys and girls in age from 16 to 21. Mr. Lewis considers the gen eral neglect of religious training and the abdication of parental authority, symbolized by the concession of a night-key to boys and girls in their teens, as two fertile sources of the late increase in crime. It would be profitable to know how many Catho lic fathers and mothers could be justly indicted under the foregoing charge. FATHER AND SON AS CHUMS. The four-year-old son of a friend of mine was once asked what, he intend ed to be when he grew up, writes C. F. Powlison. He was silent for a mo ment. Then looking up with great earnestness, he said, "Well, I think, when I'm grown up, I'll hunt around and pick up a lot of sticks and build a house with 'em. and be a father." Of course the little would-be "fath er" was greeted with peals of adult laughter. Yet what firer or more nat ural ambition could he have voiced? We do not laugh when our little daugh ter talks of the day when she will have a home and children. Why doe? it strike us as comic that our small boy should also long for fatherhood? One would almost suppose that there was something shameful and unmanly about fatherhood, so thor oughly do we discourage the fatherly spirit in our boys. The tiny lad who loves to take his battered old doll to bed with him is teased and shamed out of his allegiance. The youngster of eight or ten who likes to play ''house" is frowned upon.—he ought to prefer building a fort and playing at soldiers. We aje far more afraid of making our boy a "sissy" than of permitting him to be a bully. Yet, if •we study the grown men about us, we find that the "sissy" is a pretty rare specimen, while the coarse grained, selfish, callous bully is all too frequent. There is no great dan ger of our boys developing into cow ards. There is the greatest danger of their growing into business men and money-makers rather than fath ers and home-makers. ••v Perhaps tb« words-* "greatest dan ger" may seem exaggerated, but let us consider what the right sort of fatherhood means to men, to boys and to the nation. To a man himself, being a good father,—a wise father and an under standing one,—means the greatest possible happiness and satisfaction. It means that he can watch the mir acle of an unfolding personality, that he can renew his own youth in his children, and that he can fye a co worker with God in aiding, guiding and inspiring them. To a child, a good father is, ne?t to a good mother, the best of all herit ages. His father is his playmate, his chum, his ideal. His father's political opinions, business principles, and eth ical standards are accepted unques tioningly by his admiring son. Some one has wisely said that through lov ing and admiring the father whom he has seen, the child takes his first step toward worship of the Father Whom he has not seen. To the nation and the future world, good fatherhood means everything. It means that men shall henceforth think not merely in terms of "big bus iness" but of better human lives, that they shall strive not only to bequeath wealth to their children after death, but shall devote their lives to giving their children a treasure of sympathy, love and guidance. It means that the two generations shall work hand in hand for a finer future world. Therefore, I would say to every father, "Know your boy. Begin today to play with him, hike with him, dis cuss with him, camp out with him, if you possibly can. He needs you and you certainly need him. Don't let his mother have all the responsibility and all the joy of parenthood—get some of that joy yourself." GOOD NEIGHBORS. An elderly man whose opinion is considered worth something in the community was asked the other day what he thought were proper attri butes of "the people next door." And he said: "I've been living here for nearly forty years. Folks on either side of us have come and gone. The people I like best for neighbors are those who do these things: They keep the place nice and clean, favor repainting oncef in a while hang out a washing every Monday morning Tuesday is ironing day. "They'll lend their lawn mower if you'll bring it back. They'll do the same with a pinch of salt or an egg or a cup of flour. They will go out of their way to do you a favor. They keep the garbage can covered and keep the chickens in their yard and not in ours. They are not too curious about who comes and goes at our house. They mind their own business, an excellent trait. "What the grocer brings in or the laundryman carries out doesn't inter est them. They are not snoopy. If, once in a while there's a good deal of noise at our house, they don't tele phone that they are about to call the TMC PMMIt WAYSIDE •ZJ 'm? police. They are appreciative, kind ly, companionable, neighborly. "They live as nearly by the Golden Rule as is humanly possible, I guess. And that being so, we do the same. It is a good plan don't stone your neighbor's dog it induces likelihood that he will stone yours." Seems as if the wise old gentleman preached a pretty good-sized sermon and in not so many words, either. Taunton Gaz^tt*. LITTLE OLD LAND. (Written for The Catholic Buflttitl by Dr. James Henderson.) Little old land of the long ago, Out of the sunshine and out of the snow Coming to feast me on bread of dreams, Welling along on my memory's streams, Putting the youth In my eyes today, Coming to tell me of some lost way Talking me out to the wildwood where Bees were a-humming, and dull care Hadn't as yet cast her blighting spell— Bees in the clover, bees in the dell, And the long, long lanes, and the ber ry patch Past the wee lone barn with its roof of thatch, Looking up, looking up to the clear old sky, And the big white clouds ever sailing by. And the sound of birds in the sum mertime, In winter the frost Witb its pearly rime On panes where we'd blow With our childish breath, And the stories that scared us most to death Yet, we wouldn't, we couldn't just let you go, Little old land of the long ago. Seems you're as sweet now you're here again And we are but youths tho' we've grown to men, Seems that we'd like just to go and see The nesting wren in yon hollow tree, Tramp thro' the tangle and bark our shins, And bring berrs^liome In the same old tins And yell and shout, just to have our way, Back the old paths as the other day Climbing the fences, walking the rail, And chasing the squirrel from the dank old swale, Then—Oh, the joy as we all trudged home, And the chores were done, and hours grew lone, And the candles flared and in doleful mood Seemed to keep watch in the solitude. Oh, the old back stairs and the trun ^dle bed,, ... And the old kitchen chair where our prayers were said, And mother's caress as she bended low In the little old land of the long ago THE BATTLE OF TRALEE. (Written for The Catholic Bulletin by Dr. James Henderson.) 'Twas fought somewhere ti* Ireland The battle of Tralee, 'Twas staged somewhere in Ireland As pretty as could be "The Blacks and Tans were victors And the Irish all went down"— Which saved another burning O' some little Irish town— And "the cowardly Sinn Feiners Were all taken by surprise." 'Tis all a dream, Allana! But is plain to Irish eyes. They have to keep the Tanners To safeguard the British "Tom," A sort of valet, "doncher know," To help the struggle on. Now, had an Irish bugle But been sounding in Tralee, With a shout of. Faugh a Ballagh! There'd be something doin', thinks me But, since by the gates of Dublin The whole consarn was staged, And since no battle, sure, was fought And never struggle waged, We'll not begrudge the victory That fell to any man, So let Sir Hamar decorate His witty Black and Tan. I'll bet a million scrapals Had the King of Kerry been Round anywhere in Ireland At the head of one Sinn Fein, He'd have strung a different battle There'd be now a film to "can** As, Lloyd George's husky valets Had turned their tails and ran So, let us laugh our bellies full, The fight is yet to be When a Tommie wins by fair, Avon! The battle of Tralee. Old Shandon's bells we'll keep 111 tune To celebrate the day, Till then we'll hold the battles That we want to give away. DON'T BORROW THE FATAL HAB IT OF SPENDING MORE Tl#«l WE EARN. The youth who starts out as a bor rower puts a mortgage on his future, says The Echo. The habit of spend ing more money than we earn is fatal to success and happiness. The most cordial friends grow suspicious of one who is continually asking for a loan. People cheerfully go around the block to get out of his way. And the time comes when he is just as eager to avoid his acquaintances, for fear that he will be asked to pay the money he owes. Peace of mind, self-respect, and the respect of one's friends are all sacrificed by this undermining habit. Beware of the beginnings of borrow ing. Do not assume that next month it will be easy for you to pay the ex tra indulgence of this, Live within your means—that is the only safe way to avoid the beginnings of borrowing. The highest compliment that can be bestowed on a man is to say of him that he is a man of his word: and the greatest reproach that can be be stowed on a man is to assert that he has no regard for the virtue of verac ity. Truth is the golden coin' with God's image stamped upon it, that circulates among men of all nations and tribes and peoples and tongues its standard value never changes nor depreciates. Let it be the aim of your life to be always frank and open, candid, sin cere and ingenuous in your relations with your fellow men. Set your face against all deceit and duplicity, all guile, hypocrisy and dissimulation. You will be living up to the maxims of the Gospel, you will prove yourself a genuine disciple of the God of Truth, you will commend yourself to all honest men. You will triumph over those that lie in wait to deceive, for the intriguer is usually caught in his own toils. Never yield to the temptation to do a thing which will lower your charac ter. Whether the thing in question is the reading of an objectionable book, or slighting your work, or giving way to anger or envy, one of the worst things about it is that it lessens your self-respect. Since we have to he our own constant companions, not only in this world, but in the next as well, nothing can make up to us for doing a thing which impairs character. POPE LEO XIII ON DISARMAMENT In view of the great movement among statesmen and people for* gen eral disarmament, the words of Pope Leo XIII, written nearly fifty years ago, may be profitably recalled. "We behold the condition of Europe For many years past peace has been rather an appearance than a reality Possessed with mutual suspicions, al most all the nations are vying with one another in equipping themselves with military armaments. Inexperi enced youths are removed from par ental direction and control, to be thrown amid the dangers of the sol dier's life robust, young men are taken from agriculture, or ennobling studies, or trade, or the arts, to be put under arms. Hence, the treasures of states are exhausted by the enor mous expenditure, the national re sources are frittered away, and private fortunes impaired and this, as it were, armed peace, which now pre vails, cannot last much longer. Can this be the normal condition of hu man society? Yet we cannot escape from this situation, and obtain true peace, except by the aid of Jesus Christ. For to repress ambition and covetousness and envy—the chief in stigators of war—nothing is more fit ted than the Christian virtues, and, in particular, the virtue of justice for, by its exercise, both the law of nations and the faith of treaties, may be main tained inviolate, and the bonds of brotherhood continue unbroken, if men are but convinced that justice ex alteth a nation." ABOUT YOUR DAUGHTERS. "Scarcely a week passes," writes a social welfare worker in another city, "that we haven't one or more young girls, professing the Catholic faith, brought before either the Juvenile or Woman's Courts—or the Morality De partment—for riding in automobiles or out late at night—accompanied by some one already known in police cir cles. "We had three such young girls last week, who had been induced to leave their homes by another girl from their home town, now living in the city. They came here, one giving her age as fourteen, another sixteen, and the third seventeen, and within a week after their arrival they were facing the court charged with vagrancy. They were already on the great high way to destruction. "On arriving in the city, they were met by the young woman who had in duced them to leave their homes and taken to a common rooming house in the downtown district, where every freedom was allowed them, and it was not long before they had graduated into the ways of the fallen. "One cannot help but wonder what kind of parents such young girls have, or rather, what can their parents be thinking of to allow them to come to a large city unaccompanied and un protected. Upon inquiry we found these girls had ordinarily good homes and good parents. The latter were heartbroken over the catastrophe which had overtaken their children, and willing and anxious to have them returned to their homes, but never again can they regain what they have lost—the sweet bloom of innocence, and all through the—so it would seem —stupidity or cruelty of foolish par ents." It Is up to the parents to safeguard their young daughters in every possi ble way. The city is bound to allure them, and if they must leave home seeking employment, then why not make use of the agencies interested in the welfare of the girls, organiza tions which will protect them from the harm that is bound to befall them if alone and unprotected. THE CHILDREN'S HOUR. TRAMP A BRAVE DOG. He was just a stray dog when he came one night to the house of some kind people who took him in. Later they had to move away, but they got him a home with his present owners. He had been called "Tramp," which is not a very good name for a dog who has a home. He is of no particular breed, a little bulldog, a little of ev ery thing else in fact, he is just plain dog, but everyone who loves dogs knows that it isn't the breed, but the dog, that counts. From the very first he liked to be close by the baby and would sit for hours beside the cradle where she slept, and when she was taken out for THE CATHOLIC BULLETIN, FEBRUARY a ride, Tramp walked sedately Reside the little carriage. One morning both master and mis tress went away to do some errands, leaving the baby sleeping in its bed, the two elder children playing near by, and, of course. Tramp on guard as usual. Suddenly the older children, both under seven, saw flames at the head of the stairs, and in another mo ment the whole upper floor was on fire. They screamed and ran out of the house, and the neighbors, hearihg their cries, came running into the yard. They reached there just in time to see Tramp dragging the baby by its cloth ing. He came out the back door, then he crossed the yard and dropped the child into a snow bank, Brave little dog, his first thought had not been for himself, but for the baby, and seeing the danger which threatened, he had lost no time in bringing her to safety. Since that day Tramp has been con sidered one of the family, and the best in the house is none too good for him —Dumb Animmla. CAN YOU ANSWER? Where can a man buy a cap for his knee, Or a key to the lock of his hair? Can his eyes be called an academy. Because there are pupils there? In the crown of his head What gems are found? Who travels the bridge of his nose? Can he use, when shingling the roof of his house, The nails on the end of his toes? Can the crook of his elbow be sent to jail? If, so, what did he do? How does he sharpen his shoulder blades? I'll be hanged if I know, do you? Can he sit in the shade of the palm of his hand? Or beat on the drum of his ear? Does the calf of his leg eat the corn on his toes? If so* why not grow corn on the ear? RHYME FOR LITTLE GIRL9. Little Miss Hurry, All bustle and flurry, Comes down to breakfast ten minutes too late Her hair is a-rumple, Her gown is a-crumple, She'd no time to button and hook her self straight. She,hunts and she rushes For needles and brushes, For books and for pencils flies upstairs and down If ever you find her Just follow behind her A trail of shoe buttons and shreds of her gown. But little Miss Steady By school-time is ready, All smiling and shining, and neat in her place, With no need to worry, She pities Miss Hurry, Who but yesterday sat lief# with shame on her face. Her heart beating lightly, Her duty done brightly, She vows she will never again change her name For though you'd not guess it, I'm bound to confess it— These two little middens are one and the same. —Anon. SOME CURIOUS FACTS In some parts of Central Africa it is considered respectful to turn the back to a superior. A curious feature of the theaters in Australian cities is that they are most ly all equipped with billiard rooms. The surface of the elirth in one geo graphical mile "falls away" or departs from a straight line 8.04 inches. The enjoyment of beautiful flowers is common to all the inhabitants of Japan. Even the humble laborer is a customer at the gardens where flow ers are kept for sale. In some parts of Scotland the fish ermen sometimes call themselves by their wives' surnames. Thus James Smith married Mary Green. He signs himself, even in business affairs, "James Smith Green." Buffon calculated that if a pair of herring could be left to breed and multiply undisturbed for a period of twenty years, they would yield an amount of fish equal in bulk to the globe on which we live. To prevent oversleeping and thus risking the loss of their employment, the mail carriers of Morocco resort to a unique and perilous scheme. They tie a string to one foot, and as they know how long a yard or two will burn, they regulate the length of the string by the time they have to sleep. They light the string, which burns slowly, and when the fire comes to their feet, they are painfully reminded that it is time to arise. A TRICK OF THE TRADE. "The piece we cut your dress pat tern from the other day is all sold out," explained the glib young sales man behind the counter, eyeing the shelves critically. "I remember now that Mr. Jessup Treasured it up yes terday for a lady downtown. I shall have to open another piece." "This looks a mite darker than the other," observed Mrs. Davis, examin ing the fabric, "but I've left my specta cles at home. If it's the same, you may cut me off six yards. Seems though it feels thinner and flimsier when you come to get your hand on it." S, 1921 'Oh, I don't know about that," Har ry Lee replied pleasantly. "Color is rather a deceptive thing, I find, even when one does not have to wear spectacles. Six yards, you said?" "Harry, you knew that wasn't the same goods," said Bob Bartlett, the other clerk, when the lady had madej her purchase, and had gone out of hearing. "You heard Mr. Jessup say the other day that he couldn't get a duplicate of the first pattern." "Well! What of it?" retorted Har ry, laughing. "If I had said it was a cheaper grade, the old lady'd have had her eyes out for breakers right away. I'd have had to handle over half the goods in the store, and, prob ably, not making a sale then. It's just a trick of the trade, my youthful friend. I charged her the old price, gave her enough discount on the whole trade to ease my conscience, and she'll never be the wiser." "It isn't honest," objected Bob, a trifle awed by his companion's fluent reasoning. "Mr. Jessup wouldn't ap prove of it, I'm sure, if he knew." "He isn't going to know, unless you feel called upon to tell him," sneered Harry. "Old Jessup does dozens of things woree than that every day of his life." "It's no more like the first piece than daylight and dark," pronounced Miss Slimmins, the village dress maker, holding the late purchase up to the light and passing the folds through her experienced fingers. "I'd take it right back to them the first thing in the morning—that's what I'd do. Who'd you get it of, Mrs. Davis? There isn't any use asking, though. It's that little Lee fellow. I'll wager,—just like one of his smart tricks." "It's a long ways back to Coopers town just for that," protested Mrs. Davis mildly. "It's cut off now, and it'll make up pretty at any rate. He threw off some of the price, too." "He ought to," snapped Miss Slim mins, "but, of course, it's your dress, and it does look pretty, but it won't wear with the other—I can tell you that." Thus it came about that the goods was not returned, nor any complaints made concerning the substitution. Mrs. Davis was an easy-going woman, not given to insisting upon her rights, and she quietly dropped into the way of doing her shopping at the big store on the opposite corner. That was the result of Harry Lee's sharp practice, so far as his employer's interests were' concerned. Some two months later, Mrs. Da-, vis' brother, a wealthy paper mer chant in the city, spent a night with her. "I'm looking for a new hand in the shipping department," he said in thel course of some conversation. "It's a| permanent position with a steady rise until one gets to the top, and I'm anxious to find just the right man. There's a young fellow over at Coop erstown—Lee, yes, Harry Lee. He made an application through his un cle—doing business in the next block —and he has written twice himself. He's fine looking—sent his photo graph. Know him?" "I've traded with him, now and then," Mrs. Davis replied evasively. "He is nice looking—skin just as fair as a girl's and such black eyes." "But is he as good as he looks?" Mr. Baker was shrewd, and detected more in his sister's face than her words expressed. "I wouldn't want to hurt the young man's chances," Mrs. Davis said re luctantly, "but I bought a dress pat tern there, to be the same as one I'd had before, and it wasn't. Miss Slim mins—you remember Martha, John— said right off it was one of Lee's smart tricks. That's exactly the words she used." "Smart tricks," Mr. Baker repeat ed musingly. "We haven't much use for those down in our place. It would be too risky, Sarah, to assume that it was only a blunder, so I won't drive over there in the morning as I intend ed doing. The right man'll turn up in time and I'll spend the morning with you." "He's probably taken on somebody that had friends to boost him along," Harry commented bitterly, when he read his uncle's letter, announcing that the desirable vacancy at Baker's was filled. "A fellow that hasn't a 'pull'—just has to scrub along for himself—that's all." NOT SMART ENOUGH TO BE POPE. The late Archbishop Quigley of Chi cago used to tell a story on himself with great gusto. When he was Bish op of Buffalo he had the custom of ex amining every confirmation class be fore administering the sacrament. One day he asked the question: "What is the Pope?" and got many satisfactory answers. He followed this up with: "Who can be elected Pope?" One boy answered: "Any Cardinal." The Archbishop wanted to make it clear that any Catholic priest could be elect ed, so he asked: "Could I be elected Pope?" The same boy eagerly said: "No, Bishop." "Why not?" There was a moment of hesitancy, but the boy came back: "Because. Bishop, you're not smart enough." Bachelor G. S. 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