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The Jewish outlook. (Denver, Colo.) 1903-1913, August 05, 1904, Image 6

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The Jewish Outlook Publishing Co
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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.

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