Arthur Symons, and Yeats? And you used to print so many of
the beautiful things they wrote?" Ah, yes, we do remember; but that, my
dear, was a long, long time ago, in the period which has just closed, as
Bennett puts it. How worth while those things used to seem, and what
pleasant days those were. Men say that they will come again. But men
said that Arthur would come again.

* * *

Our method: We select only things that interest us, assuming that other
people will be interested; if they are not--why, chacun a son gout, as
the cannibal king remarked, adding a little salt. We printed "The Spires
of Oxford" a long time ago because it interested us exceedingly.

* * *

A valued colleague quotes the emotional line--

"This is my own, my native land!"--

as palliation, if not justification, for the "simple, homely, and
comprehensive adjuration, 'Own Your Own Home.'" We acknowledge the
homeliness and comprehensiveness, but we deny the value of poetic
testimony. Said Dr. Johnson:

"Let observation with extensive view
Survey mankind from China to Peru,"

which, De Quincey or Tennyson declared, should have run: "Let
observation with extended observation observe mankind extensively."
Poets and tautology go walking like the Walrus and the Carpenter.

* * *

BOLSHEVISM OF LONG AGO.

"A radical heaven is a place where every man does what he pleases, and
there is a general division of property every Saturday night."--George
S. Hillard (1853).

* * *

_LULLABY._

_In Woodman, Wis., the Hotel Lull
Is where a man may rest his skull.
All care and fret is void and null
When one puts up at Hotel Lull.
Ah, might I wing it as a gull
Unto the mansion kept by Lull--
By W. K. Lull, the w. k. Lull,
Who greets the guests at Hotel Lull._

* * *

"A thing of beauty is a joy forever." But if, miraculously, it happens
in Chicago, it can, despite the poet's word, "pass into nothingness."
The old Field Museum, seen beneath a summer moon, when the mist is on
the lake, is as beautiful as anything on the earth's crust. Not to
preserve the exterior were a sin against Beauty, which is the
unforgivable sin.

* * *

"LEMME UP, DARLING! LEMME UP!"

[From the Detroit Free Press.]

My advertisement of Feb. 24 was error. I will be responsible for my
wife's debts.

Leo Ty