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Rp itttD Soton tU ,UU*a»l.

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Rp itttD Soton tU ,UU*a»l. NOTICES TO CORRESPONDENTS. "RATEPAYER."—The sama problems are to be met in every town and village. Sacrifices must be made by somebody. You make some. "TEACHER. "-Thre-e-fourths of elementary teaching is sheer waste. I do not see that anything can be done. The mistakes are being recognised. Teachers are a. timid race. HOUSEHOLDEII."—I can only say again what has been said many times before, that 110 one should do anything that if everybody did it would make life in communities impossible. Who are you thlt you should have exceptional privileges? "LIANDYSSCL."—No, thank you. Do your dirty work yourself. "G.R."—You must give a person some- thing before you can take it away. "CARDI."—A newspaper has lojig arms and Mmwtimes knows what it does not say- ABOUT HEROISM. jLrs:'ybody could not be heroic, if there was a chance, and the chance does not come to evervbodv. Til TO are many unrecognised heroes, and tb." ir lack of recognition is not due to the ne of the people, but to the nature at heroism. It is a great delight to me to think how many heroes there are in the world who have never been called upon to display their heroism in great deeds of daring or of self-sacrifice. If there is a fire, or a shipwreck, or an earthquake, or a.ny other kind of disaster there are always brave men and women and boys and girls ready to risk life and limh for the sake of their fe lows. The courage of the people is as g. eat and as beautiful in all its manifesta- tions as ever it was, and I am glad to feel sis I watch the crowds in the streets that the obscure men and women who pass by potential heroes and heroines. Every day there are stories in the papers of the Joblencss of human effort by all sorts of obscure and humble-minded individuals who -hrink far more from publicity and praise than from peril that threatens maiming or death. In thinking about heroes and heroism I see that recognition can only oome to those who publicly do great deeds or manifest great courage, or obviously make great sacrifices. There is noble heroism, however, that consists of abstention from action—of remaining 8ilentf not making claims—of refruting to disregard common ebligations. Many a mas remains an unrecognised fcero because he weald Mt take any chance ef fame at other people's risk?. There are in every community women who for the sake of husbands and children give in silence all that humanity can give. They refuse to save themselves at the cost of others, and the world never knows of Öeir sacrifice—-of their heroism. It is a son roe cf great strength and consolation to me that there are number- less heroes and heroines woo will never be known. They are doing ordinary daily work in licmes and factories. They make no claims. They are themselves frequently quite unconscious of their own heroism. There is no sphere of life so limited or so lowly that there is not room or occasion in it for heroism. The heroic need something more for their achievements than courage or fear- lessness. Heroism often demands high and rare qualities of foresight, endurance, promptitude, concentration, self-abnega- j tion. There is one other indispensable condition needed by the heroic, namely, opportunity. When I read of persons who have Nl v a dozen or more lives on different occasions I wonder why none of those opportunities oome to certain people who until old age and never have a single chance of demonstrating that they are heroes. It is well that heroism, wherever it is fouad, should be publicly recognised. One of tho Vest things ever done by Mr. Carnegie was to endow a scheme for the recognition of heroism. The State mainly recognises valour in the army and navy, but the civic heroism of the people is worthy cf State recognition wherever it is mam Tested. It would be well if every community had some organisation for the local gnition ant] encouragement of he'-oiprn. Tr despendent may take heart. The w>/il'i is not so bad after all; for there numbers of heroes and heroines in every community and there is no sign any. where of declining courage. FA R HENOE. Long hence in work!?, afar Tf vou and I should meet, "^Yc-viM love be then in those strange realms row it is, my .<nve>et ? WANTED I I saw the fellowing advertisement In a London paper the other day — IS there a good-hearted Society Lady wl»» would RECEIVE a talf, hand- P:>IC GIRL of 21 as a daughter? — Address, Guardian. I, myself,, am an orphan and would like to be rerc-ved by a good-hewrted million- aire as a mature sort of son. It would be well if the millionaire was about eightv-uve years of age. SOMETIMES. I. The sun shone down upon a placid lake "Within deep, silent mountain solitudes. There was no sound from man, or bird, or Least. The wind went silently through gorse and grasis As went tire shadows of the passing clouds, I, also, still and silent, waited there. As if for some great eleinontal cru.sh 'That lay behind the dumbness which pre- vailed— Dumbness that made me* feel the world was dea.d And mirth and joy could never he again. II. A .-ity's busty streets and crowds of men. Ti^c flare of countless lights. A ceaseless hum hum Broken from time to time by shriller I sounds. I' "Unceasingly the stream of life flows by, Revealing faces which strange records bear Of joy and hope and also of despair. Here is the complex story of the world, The battle ground where greed and passion meet; The secret place of highest sacrifice ThQ shrine whence holy aspirations rise. III. Here, by the margin of the voiceful sea, I watch and wait for that which never comes— An answer to the longings of my soul— To know what means the puzzle of this life. I see it in the mountain solitudes; I find it in the city's crowded streets Here also by the margin of the sea, The story none can read is told and told. Sometimes I think I see a glint of light And sometimes fancy I can hear God's voice. NOT YET. I see that all sorbs of Toms, .Ta"ks. and Harrys have been informed who is to be the next lord lieutenant of Merionethshire. It is really wonderful how people have got to know what has not yet been decided. BUT THEN WHAT? Physicians assert that reading ukud is one of the best of exercises. Yixs, but what about the reader when the listeners are tired ? He might not survive. FO /I BALL. Tho other day a clergyman of Brvngo:, n the course of a sermon, said that if thr modern young man were asked to nam" -he twelve Apostles he would fail to give Aem, but if he were required to give the names of this season's international foot- ball players he would quickly give them. It strikes me that a good many other he-sides football players would be puzzled if they were suddenly ashed for the name: of the twelve Apostles. On a sudde: •xa air nation I think I would have come out better with the names of the Apostk- than with the names of the international football p! ayers. THERE IS A LIMIT. Tliere is it seems a limit to actions tha: can succeed for injuries to workmen. A man who had been bitten on the leg by a ilea—a most savage and voracious flea- ued his employer for compensation. The Judge before whom the case was tried fun at that flea-and at its victim. It is very serious to be bitten by a fierce '18a, especially in a part of the body which is out of the reach of an easy scratch. The injured workman did not get com- pensation, I believe that flea is very proud of itse'f and is now being sought by several London mu-ncal han proprietors who intend to "ngag<: it to appear nightly on the stage at a salary of not less than JE500 a week. THE KING. The King has gone to Germany, an i while there will have to go through a wearisome round of receptions and displays. 1 see by the newspapers that His Majesty's luggage consisted of more than three hundred boxes. The King is an admiral, i general, a colonel, a university graduate. He is. the head of aol1 sorts of bodieg and •>rganisations and he has to have a different suit of clothes for each function. He may have to be dressed and undressed a dozen t raes a day. I am sorry for him, and would not change places with him for any consideration whatever. If there i", one thing I hate more than another it is to have to worry about changes of clothe*. The King was born in 1841. So was I. At his age it must be very tiresome to have to go to Germany in this wintry weather and never to be left alone, but to be always putting a fresh suit of clothes on. The King is old enough to welcome a little rest, but there is no rest fcr the King. I wonder how he would like to live quietly in a small place and never to have to see Ministers of State, or to attend functions, or to sign papers, but to do just as he pleased from morning till night w'thout ever being recognised. I do not know of anybody I am more crry for than the King. but he doe.s not I know I am sorrv for him, and perhaps he would not understand my sorrow if he I did know. It is a very hard life that his Majesty lives and the only consoling thought is thai he is used to the endless whirl. MARRIAGE ON A LARGE SCALE. A man in America, who posed as a duke, has been sentenced to five years' imprison- ment for defrauding a number of people. It was stated in evidence that he had swindled women out of £100,000 and that he had in Europe and America at least fifty wives from each of whom he obtained money. T'li 's fascina ling rogue ought to be a-'Jofred whilst in prison to write a book, How I Married Fifty Wives." I am sure that he would be aide to make another by a. book of that kind. The interest in it would be world wide. What experiences he must have had! And now he will be in prison for five years w:thcut a wife at all. Rest will now be his: perfect re-t. 7c is to be hoped that when he comes out of gaol the whole of h'y fifty wives will be there to meet him. OLD MUSIC. I I see that an Egyptian flute, which r :iid to be not less than six thousand yea has br-en found. The other day when I .-•ir Frederick Bridge was lecturing on the in truments of olden times he held up what loo'd like an old school ruler and I "aid: This is a Nay—the flute of the Egyptians. It is probably 6,000 years Then an iiiftm.nentnlist who accompanied Sir Frederick Flayed on the flute and there floated across the silent lecture room a faint, ..wept, eerie sound. The notes -:n dually resolved themselves into a melody- Annie Laurie." "Soft and delicate," was Sir Frederick's comment on the performance, but, he added, with "mile. The tune you have heard was not upon the banks of the Nile 6,000 yers-rs ago." :\0. they did not play "Annie Laurie" on thr Nile six thousand years ago, but the bird? of Fgypt and every other country sang then as they sing now. The sea wares made the same sounds as they rolled up the beach. The rills tinkled just they do now. The wind whispered, or r3.ve:L or rustled, or and men laughed and women made pleasant chuck- ling sounds When men marched they made the same beat as to-day. The world war. much the same six thousand years ago as it is in this month of February, 1909. I am no musician or composer, but if I were I would say the things in music that words can never say. That is what musicians do. I know when music is glad, or sad, or militant, or wailing, or in a hurry, or celebrating victories, or record- ing rage, or defeat, or loss. Music has m c od s—passions—long:n g&— aspirations. I like to think of the old Egyptian fluU. Ah, if I were a musician I would make music jthat would represent silence and longing and despair, and aspirations and terror and hope and gladness. I have heard mtP-j. do til's and I have no shadow of doubt that the musicians of ancient Egypt embodied in their music all that human beings and other creatures and nature itself ever said or did. It is a very great thing to be a musician. I am only I a user of words, but a musician is an echoer of nature and the voice of that which has not intelligible utterance until interpreted by instruments like the old Egyptian flute. I wish my friends could hear the music that I hear in the ?-tillne?s of the hills and tho stillness of the night. All: well, I am not a musician, but I think I under- stand something about the spirit of music. The Coast. J.G. )

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