WALL STREET

n : A symbol of sin for every devil to rebuke. That Wall Street is a den of thieves is a belief that serves every unsucce ful thief in place of a hope in Heaven. Even the great and good Andrew Carnegie has made his profe ion of faith in the matter. Carnegie the dauntle has uttered his call To battle: “The brokers are parasites all!” Carnegie, Carnegie, you’ll never prevail; Keep the wind of your slogan to belly your sail, Go back to your isle of perpetual brume, Silence your pibroch, deff tartan and plume: Ben Lomond is calling his son from the fray— Fly, fly from the region of Wall Street away! While still you’re po e ed of a single baubee (I wish it were pledged to endowment of me) *T were wise to retreat from the wars of finance Lest its value decline ere your credit advance. For a man ’twixt a king of finance and the sea, Carnegie, Carnegie, your tongue is too free! Anonym us Bink, War, n. A by-product of the arts of peace. The most menacing political condition is a period of international amity. The student of history who has not been taught to expect the unexpected may justly boast himself inacce ible to the light. “In time of peace prepare for war” has a deeper meaning than is commonly discerned; it means, not merely that all things earthly have an end—that change is the one immutable and eternal law—but that the soil of peace is thickly sown with seeds of war and singularly suited to their germination and growth. It was when Kubla Khan had decreed his “stately pleasure dome”— when, that is to say, there were peace and fat feasting in Xanadu—that he heard from far Ancestral voices prophesying war. aeY e One of the greatest of poets, Cole ridge was one of the wisest of men, and it was not for nothing that he read us this parable. Let us have a little le of “hands acro the sea,” and a little more of that elemental distrust that is the security of nations. War loves to come like a thief in the night; profe ions of eternal amity provide the night. WASHINGTON I AN, n. A Potomac tribesman who exchanged the privilege of governing himself for the advantage of good government. In justice to him it should be said that he did not want to. They took away his vote and gave instead The right, when he had earned, to eat his bread. In vain—he clamors for his “bo ,” poor soul, ’To come again and part him from his roll. Offenbach Stutz. 366