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<£HpJra»4 Published by The Jewish Outlook Publishing Co Office: 522 E. and C. Building, DENVER, COLORADO. TWO DOLLARS PER V E A R . NOTICE TO SUBSCRIBERS AND AD VERTISERS: Make all checks and money orders payable to Dr. M. Collins, treasurer and business manager of the Jewish Outlook Publishing Company. Entered at the Denver Postofflce as Second Class Mall. JEWISH CALENDAR .1664— 1004. Sat.&Sun.,Augr.ll-12 New Moon Ellul. Saturday, Sept. 10 New Year (5G6;>). .166."— 1004. Monday, Sept. 12 Fast of Gadaliah. Monday, Sept. 19 Yom Kippur Saturday, Sept. 24 First day of Succoth. Friday, Sept. 30 Hashanah Rabbali. Saturday. Oct. Sh’mini Atseres. Sunday. Oct. 2 Simchas Torah. Sun.&Mon..Oct.9-l 0. . . . New Moon Cheshvan. Tu.&Wed.,Nov.8-9 New Moon Kislev. Saturday, Dec. 3 First day Chanukah. Thu.&Fri..Dec.8-9 New Moon Tebet. Sunday, Dec. 18 Fast of Tebet. AUGUST 5,1904. EDITORIAL Emersonian Echoes Prayer is the contem plation of the facts of life from the highest point of view. Man is a bundle of relations, a knot of roots whose flower'and fruitage is the world. Character is like an acrostic or Alex andrian stanza —read it backward, for ward or across it still spells the same thing. Some men are rich enough to be hon est; others, too poor to be dishonest. Von Plehve The facts of life, in their manifold expression of personage and incident, no less than in their antagonisms and amities and coincidences, excel in dramatic intensity and tragic force the most realistic fictions of the creative genius. Scarcely more than a fortnight and Ilezl, the dreamer, is followed into the undiscovered bourne by Von Plelive, the tyrant. The one dies a natural death hastened only by an altruistic overplus for human kind; the other crosses the bars before his time, paying the penalty for inhuman treatment wreaked ruthless ly upon fellow citizens. Transiently, at THE JEWISH OUTLOOK least, the names of Ilezl and Von Plehve are intertwined. The latter is believed to have been the Torquemada of the Jewish Russian oppression: and it was this oppression, reinforced with Rou manian and Galician cruelty, that fanned the slumbering Jewishness of Ilerzl into an all-consuming flame and made his blood tingle with soft visions of a Jewish state and a resurrected fath erland. Ilerzl lives in the affections of the millions whom he would sueeor and for whom he dreamed his dream: Plehve, execrated by these, is missed only in the narrow confines of an aristo cratic court circle, which, actuated by the same base principles, must necessar ily inveigle itself into a belief in their justice, if it would survive. Of a truth, idealism is better than realism ; not force but truth prevails; goodness, itself im perishable, is tlie one passport to immor tality. The Plehve incident will recall to the observant a foible or two of human na ture. Partisanship seems the structure of thought. Our “convictions,” lauded with so much pomp, probed to the bot tom, not seldom are only prejudices; our “opinions,” clutched so tenaciously, fre quently are only reminiscences of offend ed dignity or fancied slights, or else weather-wanes veered to the social winds we would cultivate. Indeed we are in terested deeply only when we feel in tensely, yet the moment our feeling is aroused the ability of judicial judgment is denied us. M. Von Plehve is undoubtedly both the most eulogized and the most excori ated man in current history. Ilis ene mies are determined that the evil he did shall live after him; his friends are un willing that the good should be interred with his bones. The Russian press finds his loss irreparable and is profuse in panegyrics, pointing out the intellectual force, the organizing genius and the ver satility of the fallen minister. The Jew ish press, still haunted by spectres from Kislieneff, and mindful of Finnish, find it difficult to characterize adequately the baseness and duplicity and meanness of the (minister of the interior?). The truth probably is that Von Plehve was neither so good nor so bad as he is paint ed. He was, it seems, a man of strong will and great nervous energy, capable of close application. He possessed, too, an intellect vigorous and keen within a circumscribed zone. But his view was narrow—a constitutional and environ mental trait. Had his horizon had a broader sweep, had he had ' In* ability, identified with talent merely, not to speak of genius, it is conceivable that he would have endeavored to solve the so cial and national difficulties of his heter ogeneous fatherland in a spirit in conso nance with modern achievement and modern ideals. As it was, like Macliia velli. he endeavored to blink the growth of centuries, and to deal with present problems from a mediaeval standpoint, and, like Machiavelli, he failed. But, though men rejoice in the tri umph of principles and in the defeat of superstition, though they feel every blow at mediaeval ism to be a tocsin call to freedom, they should be careful to dis tinguish between men and principles, and not to identify the overthrow of the one with the downfall of the other. Von Plehve is dead, but Russian mediaeval ism will not.forthwith disappear. It will still cling tenaciously to life, and visit torture and hardships on many a soul. And for this reason, too, one can not approve the nihilist methods. Right progresses slowly and never leaps. No man is unique, and there are a thousand Von Plehvcs to fill the breach. Injustice to the individual, be he patrician or ple beian, plutocrat, aristocrat or proletariat, can in no wise strengthen a righteous cause. SAMUEL KOCH. Taking Things Too Seriously The chief cause of worry is in taking tilings too seriously. We ought to real ize that the mountains of to-day often become the ant hills of to-morrow. Fre quently if we postpone a worry for a day or two it will fail to keep its ap pointment. I once knew a woman who never pos sessed real serenity of mind until a great sorrow came into her life; then she said: “I never knew until now what a real trouble meant; it has thrown all the sham worries and make-believe unhappi ness into the background.” It is a rough and tumble world, where every one has his own private little bat tleground, and he is not much of a sol dier who runs and tells his neighbor about every little scratch. —Alice I legal) Rice, in Good Housekeeping.