Emptoymnc the usual satirist's license, it 18 permissible to speak of the average New Yorker a& born of honest but violent parents, Day before yesterday the Police Department dumped into Long Island Sound a large amount of confiscated material. The cargo included 5,000 dangerous weapons and 100,000 metal slugs, The latter had been deposited in lieu of nickels in the municipal subway turnstiles over a period of eleven months.
The figures work out in the following manner., The Independent subway in eleven months would carry about 300,000,000 passengers. This means that one traveler in 3,000 stole or tried to steal a ride. On the other hand, if we assume that the 5,000 seized lethal weapons came from as many owners, it would mean one pistol or knife toter for every 1,500 people in New York, Thus we are twice as violent as we are disbonest.—
"N.Y. Times."
Sayings of the Week I did my best.—M. Daladier.
I am too depressed.—Miss Greta Garbo.
As a soldier I had to choose peace.—General Syrovy.
If the Indians seceded from the British Empire it would be a terrible blow to me.—Herr Hitler.
I do mot object to kissing, but surely the church is not the place for that—The Rev. Dr. Alexis Serru, It was a perverse urge which took me to Geneva again—perhaps it was akin to the strange morbid taste that some people have for attending first-class funerals—Mr. Sisley Huddleston.
I believe it to be literal truth that if the Left Book Club had been founded ten years ago, and if it now had a membership of half a million, We should be happily at peace, and at honourable peace-—Mr. Victor Gollancz, Senator Soaper Says—
A European treaty in legible con@itfon should still fetch thirty to fifty dollars, for the autographs.
Tne trend in news generally is to the morbid. The White House names a coroner's jury of six to look into the sad case of the railroads.
Are we to get into another great war, in which all hands owe us millions? Well, a smart poker player won't bet against his own money.
And how, at this stage, does the missionary explain himself, if the language of the barbarian contains no word for gas mask?
The autumn award for inconsistency goes to the organized nudists, lately in convention. For their next president, they select a gentleman of the cloth When a farm well in Massachusetts went dry, fire-fighters fell back on kegs of fermenting cider. Later came the ordeal of bringing the firemen under control.
If there were no Jim Farley, it would be necessary to invent one, When calm comes in the wake of the great party upheaval, someone must break the awkward silence.
"Britain: is with us" crowed the happy little power. "France and Russia are our pals, We have nineteen treaties on file and a League of Nations to go to. Boy, are we safe!"
Here and there a humanitarian consideration rears its ugly head in the Czech matter. The boys are doing their utmost, though, to keep it a strictly real estate discussion.
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