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RICHARD WATSON GILDER-PERSONAL MEMORIES
BY MRS. SCHUYLER VAN RENSSELAER
A TO one, I think, can ever have tried and unexpected word as well as of the did not think his business. Even by
to describe Richard Gilder by fresh and personal thought. Some one decent people the "scholar in politics"
comparing him with somebody who knew him but slightly told me once was not as much respected then as he else. At the first word with him one that she had just talked for a few is to-day, and a mere literary man in recognized a peculiarly distinct person minutes with Mr. Gilder on the corner city politics, a poet appealing to voters ality, and no length of acquaintance, no of the street, and that she felt as though on street corners- It was too much degree of intimacy, weakened this im- he had been waiting there in the hope for the gravity of the politicians. But pression. Among the qualities that pro- that she might pass, having things to Mr. Gilder only laughed back and kept duced it were so evident a sympathy say that he could not say quite as well on. “I hope," he said during one camwith others and so candid and confident to anybody else. It was a great part of paign, “that the 'Sun' will not get tired a reliance upon their sympathy that, in his charm that he constantly gave this of calling me a song-bird catching cold a very unusual degree, he became to his impression, that he made one seem to on a cart-tail. It is making my reputafriends a part of the tissue of their one's self the right person at the right tion. It is telling thousands of people lives. Even to-day, when he has been moment. There was nothing of inten- who never knew it before that I am a dead more than twelve years, our sense tion in it, nothing of the wish to flatter
poet.” of whatever we may feel of joy or sor- or impress. It was merely that, being His poetry is almost invariably serirow still seems incomplete without his himself so sympathetic, he felt sure of ous. But almost always humor tinged participation. And so apt was he to the sympathy of others. And of course his conversation, keeping sweet his have a fresh idea, to show some flash he usually got what with such simplicity ardent anger against the wrong-doer, of insight, to speak some crystallizing he expected.
the fumbler, and the slacker, preserving word which could have occurred to no This strength and breadth of sym- his earnestness from solemnity, his one else, that there still comes the im- pathy formed the mainspring of his deep fund of sentiment from sentimenpulse to seek his advice, or at least to manifold activities. He used to say that tality, and now prompting, now holding wait for his comments, before making the tasks which he set himself in youth,
e tasks which he set himself in youth. in check, a lively whimsical imaginaup our minds about this matter or that. and which remained for more than tion and a boyish impulsiveness. He No one else is quite the same kind of forty years his chief concern, were to was never too busy or too tired for a friend as he was.
write poetry and to make a good maga jest and seldom too ill, although he was It still seems strange that one who zine. But gradually he became inter- often more ill and more exhausted than was always so alert and so companion- ested in almost everything important I have ever seen any one else who kept able should now be mute. He was not in the life of the city-political, philan- busy at all. But as his arguing was what we call, with a hint of disparage thropic, literary, artistic and when he not noisy, so his jesting was not boisterment, a "great talkér;" he never talked became interested he worked. Many ous or, to use a still uglier word, just to hear his own voice; he never things seemed to be forced upon him, hilarious. Nor was he a "funny man" “orated;" he could be very silent at and in a sense they were. Yet he ac- with a conscious desire to be amusing times, and, while he was often eager to cepted them, not chiefly because other and a fund of well-rehearsed anecdotes speak, he was quite as eager to listen. people wished, never because he wanted on tap. It was a spontaneous personal Nor was he a great talker in the better prominence or influence, and not even kind of humor that he gave us, not the sense, like his friend John La Farge, because a cold conscience prompted, but remembered humor of others; and, perwho could hold his hearers spellbound because his sympathies were awakened sistent though it was, and apt to make for hours by a quiet monologue couched and therefore he could not hold his itself heard when least expected, it was in words as exact and periods as well hand. When he undertook his wonder- only one thread, in the many-colored rounded as though they were being read ful work for the tenement-house dwell- fabric of his talk. But delighting in from the page of some great French ers of New York, it was of them as suf- fun and boyish in many ways he rewriter. He was not among the talkers fering human beings that he thought, mained until the end of his life. During of any kind for whom we wish that be- not of sociological facts and theories; his last days he was reading serious hind a curtain a stenographer might be and he concerned himself with munici. things and, as his last letter shows, garnering their words. But in the give pal politics because when he felt that commenting on them in serious ways. and take of friendly conversation he his city was going wrong he agonized Yet the very last thing he read (it was was one of the best-delightfully ready for it as for a sentient creature in dis- found by his bedside after his death) he of tongue, impulsive, interesting, stimu-: tress and disgrace.
had chosen from a big bookcase filled lating, and amusing. He was one of the As his daughter writes in the excel- with volumes of the most miscellaneous few who can discuss, argue, actually lent narrative commentary embodied in sort that stood in his bedroom in my fight in words, without irritation. He the volume of his letters, he could not house, and it was a little old copy of really tried to understand why you dif- have borne his ever-growing burden of “The Pirate's Own Book.” fered from him and tried to make you labor and responsibility without the Frail though he was, he had great understand what he felt, sometimes with comfort, the support, and the happiness physical as well as moral courage. He an ardor that ran into vehemence but of a perfect marriage. Among the other did not make little of dangers, delight still without irritation, and, I may add, things that helped to sustain him, al- in physical risks, as a stronger man without clamor. His voice, though ways overworked as he was in his frag- may, but he could not be timid in any sensitively modulated to his meanings ile body and his vigorous mind, was his moment of need. Once when I was livand sometimes dramatically effective, unfailing sense of humor. I had almost ing near him at Marion, by a quiet inlet was always so low and pleasant that to called it unfaltering or unflinching, for of Buzzards Bay, he was the only perlisten to him was to learn the difference it was often a weapon of defense in son to hear a cry of distress from a between emphasis and noise. When stinctively used when other men would rowboat at some distance from the there was no arguing, but merely a have used contempt or anger or an as- shore. Racing across a field and casting casual commenting upon the incidents sumed stolidity. It is hard to remember off only his coat and waistcoat, he of the day, one could not grow tired of now how scornfully at first he was plunged in, reached the boat from which his company, for he was interested in abused and ridiculed, not for definite a young girl had ventured to bathe in everything, he wanted you to share his acts or words, but merely because he deep water, recovered the oar that her feeling, and he had the gift of the keen ventured to "meddle" in what his critics frightened companion had let drift
away, and, just in time, pulled the halfdrowned swimmer into the boat. Yet he was himself so very poor a swimmer that afterwards neither he nor the rest of us could understand how he could possibly have done what he did.
In New York also we were neighbors. He was a night-owl, and so was I, and often late in the evening I would hear his tentative tap at my door. One night he stopped to tell how he had just seen a young couple quarreling in the street near by. The man had struck the girl, thrown something far off into the street, and, while the girl sobbed loudly, walked away. Of course Mr. Gilder quickly asked her what was the matter, and when she told him that her husband had thrown away the key of their flat and sworn he would never come home again he ran after the man, brought him back, "gave him fits," so he said, and told him to go and find the key. This the man meekly did, and as meekly started for home arm in arm with his wife. "He was a big fellow," said Mr. Gilder, laughing; "it scares me now to think how he might have eaten me up." But there were many others who docilely took a sharp reproof from him. There was no compelling power in the slight, stooping figure under middle height. There was much in the keen aquiline face and in the singular intensity of the eyes, black not in a hard and shining way but in a lusterless velvety way that suggested those of an Arab.
Tt was in his tenement-house work that
RICHARD WATSON GILDER
self so strong was the smell of smoke notonous legal intonation. One lawyer to take the lead, as chairman of the that I thought there must be a fire close after another tried in vain to make him. Committee of Investigation appointed by by. But it was only that Mr. Gilder and self clear. Then Mr. Gilder, asking the Governor, in criticisms, for example, Chief Bresnan had come from a fire whether he might try, spoke slowly and of the corporation of Trinity Church, downtown, black of face and powdered distinctly and not in legal but in simple the most powerful and the most widely with ashes. “Can you give me a drop of words, and the man understood at once respected of the ecclesiastical organiza whisky?" Richard asked. “I haven't and intelligently answered question tions of the city. On the other hand, any at home. The Chief doesn't want it, after question. few knew what physical exertions the never takes it, but I am done up." Done As his interest in tenement-house con. work, as he saw it, imposed upon him. up he certainly was, yet the next thing 'ditions grew that summer, Mr. Gilder I knew, for I was in town during those he said was: “Chief, do you know what could not imagine any one else content hot months of 1894 when, as he after. I thought when you were dragging me to remain in ignorance of them. One wards wrote, he "waded heart-deep in up that last ladder? I thought you were very hot night he insisted that I should misery all summer long." Of course his mighty lucky to have me to pull, and see how the people slept outdoors-in colleagues on the Committee and many not President Cleveland.”
such outdoors as they could find, on the others took an earnest and a fruitful At another time, when I chanced to roofs and the fire-escapes. It was a part in the work, but he was the heart attend one of the meetings of the Com- strange pilgrimage in our slow-moving and the soul of it, its usual and most mittee, the treasurer of Trinity Corpora- cab through the narrow streets, so convincing mouthpiece, and always its tion, on the witness-stand, was asked Swarming with life in the daytime, now keenest and busiest eye. To all its about a certain house owned by the cor- so dismally abandoned-looking in their multiform details he gave personal at poration which was described as in a midnight silence, and up dark stairways tention. And, taking tenement-house very bad condition. Indignantly he to a roof whence, in the brilliant moonfires and their causes as his special field asked who had brought in such a report, light, I could see the pitiful sights my of inquiry, he was out of bed at any for it was not true. “It is true in every guide had told me about. Compassion hour of the night to go with the fire particular," said Mr. Gilder. “To me filled his heart and spoke in his few chief, whose aid he claimed, not only to too it seemed incredible when our in- words, and something like awe at the any fire of importance that occurred, vestigator brought it in, so I got up beauty of the moonlight illumining such but into it—in a fireman's coat and early this morning and saw the house a scene. Yet when we were down in the helmet, up and down in the building as for myself.” A few minutes later an- streets again and queried what might be soon as the fire was under control, led other incident showed a different side of their curious disagreeable, all-pervading and dragged by the firemen through the him-his power to put himself in an- odor, he was highly amused to recognize scorching heat and smoke, and seeing in other man's place. An Italian who was it as the smell of stale beer wafted from the end pretty much all that they saw. then on the witness-stand could not the many, many liquor saloons, and One night when I heard the familiar tap understand the questions put to him in more than once on the way home he on the knocker and opened the door my- conventional legal phraseology and mo- laughingly exclaimed, “Beer, beer! No
body else ever discovered that beer is further it even though it was something or for some other reason, although he the characteristic odor of New York!” as remote from his main interests (I knew what the consequences would
That autumn he took part in a mu- remember that this happened) as the surely be if the waters of Buzzards Bay nicipal campaign, and always he had his meeting of a society for the encourage should, in local parlance, grow “rugged." exacting editorial work. Yet his tene- ment of fine needlework.
Between him and his fire chief a very ment work never slackened, and his let. Of course no man, whatever his con- real friendship grew up, based on both ters show how in the end it was he science, whatever his sympathies, could sides upon respect and admiration. I who went back and forth to the Capitol have worked so hard if he had not liked have a clear picture in my mind of at Albany to coach the members who to work. Mr. Gilder liked it better than Richard's amused yet deeply admiring had the tenement bills in charge, watch anything else. His idea of resting was interest when Bresnan, taking tea with ing every move and every word and get to turn to some other kind of activity, Mrs. Gilder, laid his napkin across his ting results that could have been eagerly, with all his heart. To take him knee and poised his cup precariously achieved in no other way. And when to drive at Marion was to give him a upon it so that his hands might illusthe report of his Committee was pub- chance, not to soothe his mind in the trate his words as he told, in his broad lished, in a huge volume of innumerable silences of the woods and the still-water brogue, "sad stories of the deaths of closely printed pages. many of them shore, but to free it of something that kings" and lively ones of their amazing filled with statistics and figures. it was he had not yet found the time to say escapes from death-of such kings he who took charge of it and read it in as fully as he wished. And his love for among men as good firemen may be. the proof-all of it-giving up to this his place at Tyringham, Four Brooks Bresnan himself was one of these royalhard. dry task, which any one else Farm, was a love, not only of the beauty ties, a specimen of the best type of Irishwould have intrusted to subordinates of the region which he keenly felt in its man, fine by nature and trained to an
of the region which he keenly felt in its all of his Sundays for months and many every detail, but also of the opportuni- admirable vigor of body and mind. He of his evenings, an evening often mean- ties he found on a place of his own to himself was killed not very long after ing to him what would be half the night do something worth while when he was that summer of 1894--so desperately into another.
not at his desk. After his death one of jured by the falling of the water-tank of He had a singular power of concentra. his friends said: "I hope that no one a burning factory, into which he had led tion, a power that was at command un- will write a poem saying that Gilder his men when without blame he might der the most unfavorable circumstances has gone to his rest. He would not like merely have sent them, that he died a
in brief snatches of time, in illness, in that! Heaven to him must mean the few hours later. He knew he was dying, discomfort, in noise, amid distracting chance to work harder than ever with and when asked if there were any one interruptions. Because of this power, out getting tired."
besides the priest whom he wanted to and not because his wits went wool.
see he answered, "Yes-send for Mr. gathering in the misty fields of vacuity. N o one could be more democratic in Gilder." This was one of the many and he was often unpunctual, often almost IV spirit. The brotherhood of man various rewards that the good citizen, incredibly absent-minded. He could be was not a creed with him, but an innate the friend of men, got for his labors. so absorbed in one thing that other un-selfconscious sentiment. He could not Another was the Cross of the Legion of things were for the moment non-exists have been condescending or patronizing Honor, which came to him from France ent. Once when I was dining at his any more than snobbish. As he saw no in recognition of his civic work. house he left the table and went up difference in essentials between the high- Zealous though he was in fighting evil stairs to the library to answer an insis. ly and the lowly placed, in any kind of when convinced of its existence, Mr. tent note, and some one who after a decent company he felt at home and Gilder was loth to believe in it, and still while went to seek him found him found a welcome. And with his power more loth to think that evil-doers realburied in his tenement-report proofs. to put himself at any one else's point of ized what they were about. And someHe had forgotten that he had had of his view, an interest in every sort of human times he regretted his own vehemence dinner nothing but the soup. Many an enterprise and achievement, and an in- when other people saw nothing in it to other time, even in the country, I have satiable curiosity about the human soul, deplore. His verses called “The Guarknown him to forget or refuse to come he found almost any person worth talk- dians of a Sacred Trust" saved from de to his meals, and, if the food was ing to for a while. He was ready to struction for a time one of our fine old brought to him, leave it untasted for like everybody whom any one else could churches. They did what a hundred hours. Seldom consenting to remember possibly think likable, and a good many arguments, protests, and pleas in prose the frailty of his body, often really ill, others; almost everybody liked him at could not effect, showing how much, and, as I have said, tired to the point of first sight, and his devoted friends were even in this supposedly prosaic time, exhaustion, year after year he seemed of all kinds and classes, no more appre- our good causes might profit were it our to all of us barely to escape the fate ciative in the White House than on his habit to turn to art of this and of other that is generally spoken of only in jest- farm or among the fishermen at Marion. kinds for aid. But just because his to escape being "worked to death." And These he especially delighted in, and the verses had this sort of historic interest it was this fate that overtook him in village of Marion loved and delighted in Mr. Gilder would not include them in the end.
him, although, as in other little New his collected poems. An ineffective public speaker, lacking England places, “summer people" were His activities as an editor come presence, strength of voice, and even rather suspiciously regarded and some within the frame of these memories only the fluency he had in conversation of them were much disliked—the village on their personal side. No other editor nevertheless he was constantly asked to frankly saying so and acting upon its of the many for whom I have worked speak. People liked to see him, to know words. But Mr. Gilder became a local took, for their sakes, so deep an interest that he was with them, even though institution. Marion was proud as well in his authors. No other was so bent they could not really hear him. As for as fond of him, liking him as well, but upon finding, not only new writers, but the causes he was implored to father, no better, when great people came to new paths for established ones. When the committees that wanted him for seek his company as when he sought the he wanted something done, he was not chairman, the meetings over which he villagers' in long confabs on the steps afraid, if so prompted, to pick out a per. was asked to preside, they were so many of the little wooden post office. The son who could only protest that he knew and so various that his friends used to crustiest old salt unbent to him, and did nothing whatever of the subject. "Well," plead with him not to squander his time not find fault with him or laugh at him he would answer, “you can learn. Other and strength and dissipate his influence even for what I may call his lack of people have.” And as a rule he showed by being too undiscriminatingly good- seaworthiness. In fact, I think that one as much sagacity as boldness in making natured. “But it is such a good thing." of the things that Marion most admired he would protest, as though this were a in him was his persistence in going
1 Mr. James Ford tells something of this fine
fire chief in his “Forty Odd Years in the Litervalid reason why he should father or afloat, to fish with President Cleveland any shop...
such assignments. Often his authors Much is said nowadays, especially for in some highly esteemed profession did learn-learn things upon which they the benefit of the young, about "success" which may quickly bring friends and innever would have ventured but for his in life and the way to achieve it. Any fluence; and, without any ambition save trustful, stimulating insistence.
one who thinks that to Americans it to do his best for mankind, he made Taking up a newspaper one day and must mean something material, some himself one of the chief citizens of the pointing to the obituary column, where thing bound up with rewards of money big and busy city. He won from it people of minor importance were com- or of place, should read all he can find everything that it had to give excepting memorated on a sliding scale-in para- about Richard Gilder. Surely his was wealth and office. For these he did not graphs which at the top of the list were a successful life-rich in interest, rich care and did not strive, nor did New two or three inches long and gradually in influence, rich in private affection York ever for a moment show that it dwindled to a couple of lines at the bot- and public honor. It grew to be what it would have thought more of him had he tom-Richard said: “I never look at was by reason partly of his acute intelli- possessed them. this column without wondering how gence, partly of his personal charm, It is a clear proof of the strength of high up I shall be placed when I die. partly of his indefatigable industry, but his personality that, although his name I hope that I'm gradually climbing!” I before all and most of all by reason of never appeared in his magazine as that wish he could have foreseen what hap- the moral rectitude, the disinterested of its editor, every one in America knew pened when he did die. No obituary conscientiousness, which, indeed, gave that he was its editor and that it was notice, however long, sufficed in any of his other qualities their value. And all his voice. When he died, the whole the papers. Day after day they all gave that he won he won for himself, not country spoke in his honor, and his space to tributes of all kinds from all merely without external help, but in city-the city so often miscalled coldquarters until in their sum total they ex- spite of many other handicaps besides hearted and indifferent-mourned not ceeded by far any others that within my ill health. He came to New York un. only for a man whom it admired, but memory have been paid in New York ex- known, poor, and without influential for a son and, in the best sense, a sercepting to public men of the highest rank. family connections or that membership vant whom it loved.
BY ELLEN FRANCES GILBERT
TV Hy should I labor in patience;
Why should I build me a tower,
BY WILLIAM I. ENGLE
T ERHAPS the American educational personal and social problems was cir: To begin, the questionnaire asked the
system is going to pot. Perhaps culated by the Board of Managers among students to name the man or woman in
the youth of the Nation is the students in the four classes of the history or life nearest their ideal. threatened by inadequate instruction in high school at Binghamton. Among On every other blank filled out by school and the influence of gross mate. them are the children of recent im- the boys appeared the name Abraham rialism out of it. Perhaps everything migrants, with the blood of a score of Lincoln. On nearly a fifth of the girls' in curricula everywhere is improper and countries in their veins; the children of blanks was written Florence Nightinmisguiding.
families with genealogical records gale. Perhaps; perhaps not. When I see stretching well back toward the May- Second in favor among the boys was people hold up their hands in horror at flower; sons of the rich; daughters of Theodore Roosevelt. So the boys do not the hopelessness of the younger gen- the poor; girls who have never been out base their preferences upon information eration, I think upon a test carried on of the city; boys who knew the city first in their text-books, as the high school some months ago in Binghamton, New when they went there to register as course gives only a page to Roosevelt. York. I report the record of that test freshmen.
Neither do the girls, for the two persons as a challenge to doubters.
Unequivocal seriousness marked the held in highest regard by themIn this test one thousand boys and attitude of the children toward changing Florence Nightingale and Alice Freeman girls, a typical group of young Ameri- world conditions, social relations, their Palmer—are granted but scant attention cans drawn from every stratum of the future. For one who answered frivo by instructors. Third in esteem was conglomerate society of this country, lously, there were two hundred grim and agreed upon by boys and girls. were called upon to set down in black grave. Underneath the boy's baseball “Mother," they said. and white their hopes, aspirations, grin and behind the girl's party laugh, Among the thousand replies, including prejudices, determinations, and princi- it appears, there is an idealism over all those from children of alien-born ples. A questionnaire covering twelve looked by a myopic older generation. parents, there were three citing a for
Thrift. Prowess. Writing.
eigner as the ideal character. Napoleon so she could get new clothes," said a “At home. They would make compereceived one vote; Hannibal, one; and thirteen-year-old freshman.
tition too keen," a nineteen-year-old Rosa Bonheur, one. No young Italian “Taking care of the baby all day Sat- senior. mentioned Garibaldi; no Greek, Peri. urday while mother goes away," decided A kindred question, “Should young cles; no Slovak, John Huss. a fifteen-year-old sophomore.
women enter men's fields of work?" disBut sprinkled among the sheaf of: “Letting a boy next door have the closed a somewhat conflicting attitude. ballots for the great American patriots sweater I won in football," wrote a Nearly all the girls said that young were some more original selections. seventeen-year-old junior.
women should have that privilege, and "Nathan Hale, because he was a good Thrift also was held in high esteem. a third of the boys agreed, both offersport," wrote a fifteen-year-old sopho Scores of boys mentioned earning money ing the qualification, though, that the more.
for Liberty Bonds and many girls re- women be unmarried and forced to earn "Woodrow Wilson. Still water runs called economizing on hats and shoes. their own living. deep," declared another fifteen-year-old “Working through vacation so I could The range of ideas is illustrated by sophomore girl.
come back to school," said an eighteen these typical replies: "Mother. She seems to be right al. year-old senior.
“No. They should not enter men's ways," wrote a fifteen-year-old freshman “Sewing and darning for shop girls work. Man was made to rule the girl.
and paying my way through schoo!," - world," a fourteen-year-old freshman "Allyn Ryan, because he beat the said a seventeen-year-old junior.
boy. stock market," said a fifteen-year-old Outside of these general classifications “Yes. They have a right to choose their junior.
of achievements the choice ranged the occupation, and they are as capable as “Bill Hart, because he has got the wide world. Typical replies are:
men," a fifteen-year-old sophomore boy. pep," a seventeen-year-old freshman "Being well thought of."
"No. They lack stamina,” a sixteenchose.
“Stopping using slang.".
year-old junior boy. “Jenny Lind, because she was famous, "Baking cake."
“Yes. They have more ability than the not egotistical, kind and true, "wrote an "Playing Chopin's pieces."
other sex," a nineteen-year-old senior eighteen-year-old junior.
WHAT THEY CALL THEIR BEST girl. “Captain Alfred King, U. S. A. He
Favorite amusements are athletics, Helping
School Music and did not think more of himself, but for
reading, music, and dancing. Citing the his men. He died in France fighting on
Freshmen ........ 130. 105 104 98
recreation from which they "get the November 11, 1918," said a nineteen Sophomores ... 53 49 25 19 most benefit and pleasure," the majority year-old senior.
11 of the children said either baseball, footOther votes went to Calvin Coolidge, Seniors
ball, basket-ball or tennis, and a heavy Edith Cavell, Douglas Fairbanks, Joan
vote from the girls brought dancing up
Total ........... 283 217 173 of Arc, Pershing, several Binghamton
among the leaders. In all classes, how. clergymen, and “father.”
None but young America of the ever, reading and music were second
twentieth century could answer the one and third choice, standing ahead of YOUNG AMERICA'S IDEAL CHARACTERS
financial question as this typical Ameri. dancing, motion pictures, vaudeville, Lincoln Nightingale. Roosevelt. Motlier can school answered it. The question and the drama. Freshmen....263 59
was, “What would you do with $5,000 if Desire to attend college increases as Sophomores 74 30
you had it?” The reply three times out the pupil advances in high school. One Juniors ...... 64 20
10 Seniors. 20. 16
of four was, “Invest it in stocks or 19 11
third of the freshmen hope for a higher bonds." Ten times as many children education: three-fourths of the sonhoTotal........421 125 136
said “invest” as said "save" or "put it mores; five-sixths of the juniors; The second question in the series was, in the bank."
six-sevenths of the seniors. The “Will you marry for money, position, or
Next to investing and saving the question was, “Do you wish to attend love?" and it was quite unnecessary.
choice fell successively to "a college college?" Algebra and first love are omens, education," "help my family," and Politics obviously is dominated by school-teachers say. They presage that
their parents. Binghamton is a Repubbrief critical period when youth is wise HOW THEY WOULD SPEND $5,000 lican city. Republicans among the
College Help beyond all saying, when no obstacle big
school pupils ran well ahead of Demo
Invest. Education. Family. Travel. or little is worth a care, no hill too high
Freshmen ... 225 130 22 18 crats, and there was only a scattering of to climb or jump. The boys and girls Sophomores ... 109 61 18
Socialists. who answered the questionnaire, in the Juniors ............ 70
94 Home-town ties are not so strong as main, are between the ages of thirteen Seniors ........... 24 30 7 8 might have been guessed. Only oneand nineteen. It is the algebra-first-love
third of the students said they intended
Total ....... 428 182 58 45 stage.
to remain in the city where they were They stand 992 to 8 in favor of love. Replies to one question prove the new born. Six said they thought they would like to generation to be old-fashioned. The Ideas of marital conduct are rational. marry for money, and two for position. question was, "Is woman's place in the Answering "How big is the ideal Ameri. The remainder chose love in varying de home or in business and the profes- can family?" the majority said, "Five grees. Some, "plain love;” some, "abso- sions?" The answer their great-grand persons." Only one boy suggested “Ten Jute love;" others, “true love;" one, fathers might have made is theirs. children," and very few spoke of fewer “reciprocated love;" one, “love, the kind "Home," said nine out of ten, and the than two. that makes your heart stop and you feel tenths hesitated, quibbled, ventured, Deductions from the questionnaire requeer and empty inside."
"Working for herself," with the qualifi- plies as a whole tend to show that the The question, "What do you consider cation, “if she has the ability."
overwhelming majority of the children, your finest achievement?'' educed greater Shese are typical reasons given for underneath an exterior of frivolity, are diversity of ideals than any other. But the decision:
sober and practical, and conservative standing out sharply above all other “At home, to keep the aNtion pure," enough to make any good radical despair accomplishments mentioned was that of a fifteen-year-old freshman girl.
of the future of the world. helping others. It overshadowed thrift "At home. They tangle things up in But, considering the fact that the and excellence in school work and professions," a sixteen-year-old sopho- world has been going to the dogs (for a prowess in athletics and music. It was more boy.
variety of opposite reasons) with every cited by a majority of both boys and “At home. Who will bring up the rising generation since that canine girls.
family if they are neglecting their own terminus was first discovered, it is sur"Giving my Liberty Bond to my sister duties?” an eighteen-year-old junior. prising how seldom it gets there,