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L WINNETKA TALK November 13, 1926 WINNETKA TALK ISSUED SATURDAY OF EACH WEEK hy LLOYD HOLLISTER, INC. 564 Lincoln Ave.,, Winnetka, [IL 1222 Central Ave.,, Wilmette, IIL Chicago ofice: 6 N. Michigan Ave. Tel. State 6326 Pelephone ............c..cocivnvivnnnnnan, Winnetka 2000 CTS en's snes «0. con stun iossasinnes sip Wilmette 1920 SUBSCRIPTION PRICE .............. $2.00 A YEAR All communications must be accompanied by the name and address of the writer. Articles for pub- fication must reach the editor by Thursday noon to msure appearance in current issue. Resolutions of condolence, cards of thanks, obituary, tices of entertainments or other affairs where an admittance charge is published, will be charged at regular advertising rates. Entered at the post office at Winnetka, Tllinols, as mail matter of the second class, under the act of March. 3, 1879. In an article written for the quarterly re- view, "Progressive Education," a former and very well-known From Edward resident of Winnetka, Edward Yeomans, tells Yeomans how the family may be salvaged. The average American family is, as it seems to him, ship- wrecked ; but something valuable may yet be saved. "The fact is we are spinning a very ter- rible sort of web around ourselves and what results is entanglement and huge numbers of dead souls. . . . No great results can be expected from the impact of talk on adults. . . . . But there is something which does stir at times in response to an insistent calling from without and a beating on the barred door, and that Something is the immortal Child buried there. . . . The only thing to do is to arrange matters with the people who will be parents in ten or fifteen years. "The old way of the farm was the best of 'all educators and integrators. . . . "Let us do the best we can under the circum- stances and compensate a little for the lack of the farm and the care of the animals and household crafts and quiet places and se- clusion and space to grow in. Let 'home work' be making things, in wood, in clay, in copper, with reeds, on looms--with pencil and paint. "Unless we can escape from these high- walled runways which are designed to de- liver us all into bondage, unless we can compensate adequately for these enormous losses we will all end, like Troy, 'in one red, roaring, fiery coal.' "Interests, intelligently treated, develop into skills, and skills are the greatest of all safeguards against evil when they are properly related to life, past, present and future." If the shopping district of the loop is jammed in November, what will it be in December? If State street The sidewalks are now overflood- " ,ed by the immense tide of Mad Rush' human beings, where will the crowding shoppers find a foot- hold when the holidays begin in real earnest? At quitting time in the loop every kind of public transportation is filled to the steps, and almost beyond, with men, women and children, all wanting to get home a little sooner than possible. On the L plat- forms, just after the stores close, it's each one for himself, and the next train for the hindmost. In a week or two it will be natural selection and survival of the fittest. Only the men, boys and mannish women will get home safely. Life in the shopping loop after Thanks- giving will be subject to unusual risks and hazards. Ladies and girls should take out life and accident insurance before embark- ing on the ultra-dangerous invasion of the big stores. Indeed, it seems to us that a trip into the jungles of Africa would be less dangerous. Any man who has seen his women-folk just after they have emerged from the holiday wrestling match in the loop will share this view with us. All of which decides us to do our holiday shopping nearer home. Put yourself in his place. That's the best way to get the point of view of another person. Do you want to know In His how the postman feels as he does his daily work? Imagine Place yourself getting a bag of mail at the post office and delivering it from door to door. Put yourself in his place. Using this method you can get a pretty good line on the train conductor, the kindergartner, the tired mother, the bank president, the motor cop. What's the best way of finding out the thoughts and feelings of the school boy and the school girl. Put yourself in their re- spective places. Imagine yourself going to school, marching down the hall, entering the classroom, studying, reciting and hav- ing 'a session with the principal. You'll know more afterwards than you did before. Did we say this was the best way? Yes? well it isn't! There's a better. And that's actually going to school, actually being in a class, actually getting your meal in the cafeteria. That's what's going on on par- ent's nights in our high school and our grade schools. It certainly is a top notch way of getting next to school children and school teachers. We wish parents had done this when we were school children. One's religious life is broadened and deep- ened by an unprejudiced study of the Bible. A scientific understanding of the two Testa- ments, the Old and the New, will give one a valuable insight into the customs and ideas of the ancient Hebrews. The stu- dent's own spiritual life will be quickened by this increase of knowledge. Ideas are not given by one person to an- other. My ideas are mine and can never be another's. All that the speaker can do is to set in motion air waves or ether waves, which may strike another person's ears or eyes and start nervous currents, which may be followed in that person's mind by ideas. So if you want the other fellow to have an idea similar to yours you had better first see what kind of a receiving apparatus he has. If people would only like to drive more slowly; if they would only like to stop hur- rying and to start for their destination a little earlier; if they would only hate to run into other cars and kill and get killed; if they would only rather be safe than sor- ry, why, then, the hospitals and ceme- teries would not be so crowded. ore Lines It seems rather a pity that each anniversary of Armistice Day is not accompanied by the same universal demonstrations of patriotic fervor as was that memorable day November 11, 1918. Where were you that day? And what happened? Do tell us about it! We have discovered a young man who is compelled to witness the impending Army-Navy game at no cost whatever to himself. You guessed it. He's an usher. Some fellows get all the breaks. "Gin," the editorial canine, has turned good samaritan, having recently engaged in the busi- ness of rounding up stray brothers and escorting them to the sanctum sanctorum, there to place his charges under the gentle care of the news staff. Late last week our hero ushered "Spots," a wab- bly, famished shadow of a canine, into our midst, where the unfortunate one was forthwith treated to a square meal, clothed with the mantle of gen- erosity (quoted from Wickie) and its wounds of adversity salved and bound with tender and sooth- ing kindness. Came evening of the same day and "Spots" located a comfortable home in exchange for watch-dog privileges at the residence of Mac, the lunch king, the confines of which were thoroughly ransacked a few days in advance of his arrival. Thus we have one instance of "Gin's" claim to canine-itarian proclivities. Here, however, we must note still another. Scarcely had Spots been properly placed with an indulgent household when "King," a youthful member of police dog persua- sion (about 75 per cent), came cantering along as guest of the type-eating terrier. It was a bitter cold day and King, in true vagabond fashion, im- mediately availed himself of a plenteous supply of canned heat, munched a stack of crisp bones, slept the sleep, of the innocent, and readily submitted to housing for the night in the local bastile, there to await «the arrival of its owner, if any. _Bearding the Lion in His Den "Only stage seats left," droned the ushers at the Tito Schipa concert last Monday. But So- ciety-with-a-capital-S, gasped and halted, shyly, before the seventy lonely chairs waiting so patient- ly on the stage, seventy chairs that were more con- spicious to Society's modest eyes than the Rock of Gibraltar, and Society balked. It raced madly up and down stairs, feverishly searched every nook and cranny for presto-chango-seats, stood with a hunted look at the rear of the hall, avowing that it would not intrude upon the sacred aura Mr. Schipa was to cast upon the stage. But, in the end, when the fatal hour of beginning drew perilously near--Rome fell. PRL With Society absorbed with Schipa and the opera last Monday, only a scattered few were seen at the Plestina-Lofannen wrestling engagement. It was reported early this week that Wiltberger, Evanston's correspondence school chief of police and nemesis of student "rioters," has decided upon a nice, quiet week-end in Cicero. Perhaps you haven't heard that Moon Baker and company are about to annex the decennial victory over Alonzo's singing Maroons? If the dear boys will only not molest the new stadium. They should be content to demolish the new State bank building, or mebbe the newer Varsity play house. Admission will be absolutely free. Join in the fun! It may cost something to get out in the morning. But that's so trifling when one considers that it's Northwestern's turn to trim Chicago. Fellers' it's gettin' mighty nigh to Turkey Day. --MIQUE