man, a criminal.

And in the land of the automobile good manners require that the driver not deafen his passengers with the car radio; that the driver of a public car, like the driver of a private one, know the proper conduct toward the passenger; that drivers and passengers keep the car clean; and that the passengers not deliver lessons to the driver from their back seat on the subject of "driving."

All these examples are plain in the land of the automobile's inventors. Why, then, did we take the automobile without the tradition, the rules, and the manners? And why are we bent upon chaos and suicide?

A few days ago one of the newspapers came out with the news that a select company of our worthy fellow citizens had met to study

this problem and treat it. May God grant them success. As for the plan of reform, it is plain — if we truly want it, and if here too we do not content ourselves with a

superficial borrowing of the things of civilization, without aspiring to go deep and to understand things by their principles.

Campbell's Soup

Fresh vegetables

and delicious chicken

and tasty meats

The Campbell brand

The favorite soup

Rich in its nourishing substances

Campbell's

TOMATO SOUP

Always keep quantities of it in your house

Talk of the Heart: A Tear for Jihan
On your tomb the flower-blossoms have withered,
and in my heart a tear has turned to stone for you,
O beloved young woman,
lofty of spirit, lover of truth.
How faithless the dust of the earth, even as she smiled upon it,
and how unjust is fate, snatching you away from us —
its hand does not tremble at the horror of what it has done!
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Your sweet countenance — we long for it
as the crops long for the sprinklings of rain.
I never saw you but rising, mustering strength against weakness —
burning yourself for others' sake,
denying frailty — conquering it with a hopeful smile,
mocking the doctor's word:
"Your life is brief as a summer!"
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Have you gone now from our house?
And the flower-blossoms have withered on your tomb,
and in my heart a tear has turned to stone for you,
O beloved young woman!
Aphrodite
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