It Is Always Good Men Who Do

Young Men Have A Passion For Regarding Their Elders As Senile.

People Here Are Quite Struck Aback At Sunday's News Of The Capture Of New Orleans. It Took Them Three Days To Make Up Their Minds To Believe It. The Division Of American Had Become An Idea So Fixed That They Had About Shut Out All The Avenues To The Reception Of Any Other.

For After All Man Knows Mighty Little, And May Some Day Learn Enough Of His Own Ignorance To Fall Down Again And Pray. Not That Icare. Only, If Such Is God's Will, And Fate And Evolution--let There Be God!

The President May Indeed In One Respect Resemble The Commander Of An Army In Peace, But In Another And More Essential Sense He Resembles The Commander Of A Ship At Sea. He Must Have A Helm To Grasp, A Course To Steer, A Port To Seek. He Must Sooner Or Later Be Convinced That A Perpetual Calm Is As Little To His Purpose As A Perpetual Hurricane, And That Without Headway The Ship Can Arrive Nowhere.

Politics, As A Practise, Whatever Its Professions, Has Always Been The Systematic Organization Of Hatreds.