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We Must
Not Rest. . .

N WASHINGTON, D.C., Mrs. Wil-
liam A. Becker, president-general
of the Daughters of the American Revolution, is-
sued the following statement this past week:
"No patriotic teacher should object to taking
the oath of allegiance. It is an honor, not a
reflection, upon character. It does not carry
with it interference with the right of educators
to determine courses of study. Courses of study
will be safe in the hands of loyal teachers."
"We are not trying to raise any 'Red Scare,'
but do maintain our position is sound. Our one
purpose in insisting on this pledge is to weed
out, as far as possible, the un-American teacher
engaged in planting subversive doctrines in the
minds of future citizens."
Enough has been written about teachers' oath
laws so that there ought not be anyone on the
campus who does not realize that they endanger
academic freedom and civil liberties. The Amer-
ican Legion, under Commander Murphy, has
withdrawn its support of teacher's oaths, with a
statement that it recognizes that true American-
ism consists in something more than a hand
raised to a flag. The D.A.R. has not as yet come
to this realization.
The statment printed above indicatds that Mrs.
Becker has no idea of the meaning of academic
freedom, no faith in the democratic process, and
no appreciation of the potential danger of the
measure she is supporting.
We must not rest until this law is removed from
the books of the State of Michigan. We dare
not comment on academic freedom in Germany
so long as our teachers are subject to such reg-
ulations and our classrooms are to be super-
vised by the D.A.R.
NewSpapermen
And The Labor Dispute..
T HE ACTION of the American
Newspaper Guild in taking its
charter from the American Federation of Labor
this week should not be construed as a support of
the Federation against the ten unions of the
C.I.O., and it does not mean that the newspaper-
mei of the country are thus inclined.
First, the vote to join the Federation took
place long before the Green-Lewis dispute. Sec-
ond, Heywood Broun, president of the Guild,
immediately after receiving the charter from
Mr. Green at a dinner in New York, announced
that he would resign as president of the Guild as
a basis of an immediate test as to whether the
Guild should join the cause of the C.I.O. He
later was persuaded to reconsider his action, but
asked for an immediate vote to indicate the
Guild's stand on the type of unionism to be fol-
lowed. An embarrassing situation is likely to
develop if the Federation's newest member de-
clares itself in favor of craft unionism, as it is
likely to do.
British Protest
(From the New York Post)
BRITISH military experts are deeply disturbed
over complaints that the German dirigible
Hindenburg soared over three British airports.
According to a special cable to the New York
Times, "it was still light enough on this summer
.evening for its officers to have seen plenty of
military secrets to take to their chiefs in Berlin."
If British military secrets are kept so much
in the open, we don't wonder at the sudden alarm.
But what does stagger us is the fact that the

What we most lack, the French have in abund-
ance. That is, the French have mind. They think
clearly.
Twelve years under Republican rule-
1. Oil scandals.
2. Speculative orgy.
3. Hawley-Smoot tariff.
4. Stock market manipulation.
5. Wall-street dumping of foreign bonds.
6. Crash of 1929.
7. Bank failures.
8. Farm and home mortgages.
9. Bread lines.
10. Tax evasion.
-From the Washington Daily News.
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"Free enterprise"; the "true American Way";
"liberty"-these and other slogans are nothing but
camouflage to despoil and enslave the American
people more than ever by the "interests."
-Reader.
Thank You
To the Editor:
Since the beginning of Summer School it has
been my avowed intention to tell you what I
think of your editorial policy. For many years
(almost more than I care to admit) I have been
reading college newspapers. Their chief charm
has been their naivete, the sport news, and gos-
sip columns. It is, then, I think, only fair and
right and just to tell you that you are pro-
ducing one of the finest papers it has ever been
my privilege to read; your editorial policy is in-
telligent, well-balanced, interesting, thought-pro-
voking, keen, and shows a truly balanced picture
of our national issues: religion, education, poli-
tics, economics, etc.; the news items are well-
written, informative, and unbiased; your fea-
ture articles are cleverly chosen and excellently
executed. Sports, society, and the miscellaneous
items which go to make up the rest of your
paper are done in the same uniformly good work-
manship.
Aside from the mechanical perfection of your
paper, I think that the spirit which it gives forth
is to be highly commended. There -is a place
on the campus for such an organ. If the stu-
dent body and others connected with this insti-
tution would reflect the same high spirit of
fairness, clear-thinking, and objective point of
view which is demonstrated by the Michigan
Daily, the University of Michigan would be a
finer, greater institution.
Again, please accept my sincere congratula-
tions. You are doing a splendid piece of work.
I sincerely hope that those of you who are now
connected with The Michigan Daily will carry
forward the rest of your lives the idealism, pro-
gressiveness, and clear insight which you are
now so capably demonstrating.
-Reader.
"The rich man is educated to his lot," reads an
editorial. So is the poor man, though he is al-
ways hoping to be graduated.
-The Daily Iowan.
Yawn Yawnson, local hired man, says: "Don't
put off until tomorrow what you can do today-
put it off until day after tomorrow."
-The Daily Iowan.
Here's a new beauty fad, said to have been
developed in New York: Girls dye their hair, one
half blonde and one. half brunette, which is ex-
pected to catch the fellows, no matter which they
prefer.
-Sioux City Journal.

As Others SeeIt
Labor At The Rubicon
(From the St. Louis Post-Dispatch)
THE AMERICAN FEDERATION of Labor has
handed down what history may account a
Dred Scott decision. Through its Executive
Council, it has voted to expel 10 of its constituent
unions that comprise practically a third of its
membership. The ultimatum has a qualifying
clause. If the insurgents retract and abandon
their plan to organize the mass-production in-
dustries on an industrial basis and embrace
once again the craft-union, or trades-unit oper-
andum to which the federation is committed, the
order of expulsion will be canceled, all will be
forgiven and peace will again reign in the parent
labor organization.
There will be no retraction, competent observ-
ers say. War has been declared. War it will be,
for the survival of the fittest.
The leaders of the opposing forces are William
Green, president of the federation, and John L.
Lewis, head of the United Mine Workers. The
element of personal ambition, of official rivalry,
if present at all, is inconsequential. It is a struggle
between two schools of philosophy, between the
old order of trade unionism, as represented by
Mr. Green, and the new order of which Mr. Lewis
is the proponent.
The trade union is as old, almost, as organized
industry itself. It is the direct descendant of the
Guild of the Middle Ages, when fellow craftsmen
organized to advance their economic interests.
They were motivated, too, by pride of craftsman-
ship. Into its long history is woven the senti-
ment of tradition. Whether the evolution of in-
dustry as exemplified in the mass-production of
today has rendered the craft-union obsolete, or
an agency incapable of bargaining, is the point
at issue between the philosophies of Mr. Green
and Mr. Lewis. That pride of craftsmanship, as
it once existed, has all but disappeared cannot
be questioned. It has disappeared because crafts-
manship has all but disappeared.
As ah anti-traditionalist, as a realist, governed
solely by things as they are, Mr. Lewis has im-
pressive facts to support his position. The un-
deniable fact is that the American Federation of
Labor has not been able, by its craft-union meth-
od, to organize American labor. Out of a possible
total of say, 40.000,000, it has enrolled a maxi-
mum of some 3,000,000 workers. The mass-pro-
duction industries, such as steel and automobile
manufacturing, have never been organized. Their
organization, on a craft-union basis, is impos-
sible, Mr. Lewis contends, for the reason that
the machine and production processes have in
effect eliminated craftsmanship. If the workers
employed in those and other large-scale indus-
tries are to be organized so as effectually to bar-
.gain collectively and present grievances as to
working conditions, they must be organizd as
industries; not as separate groups, but as a whole.
They must be organized as the mine workers have
been, and as the other unions associated in the
Lewis movement.
The decree of banishment pronounced by the
federation's Executive Council is the culmination
of a long, acrimonious controversy between the
Committee on Industrial Organization and the
federation officers. Its pronouncement at this
time has been precipitated by the C.I.O.'s decision
to organize the steel workers industrially. That
campaign has been launched by Mr. Lewis. The
steel industry will fight it to a finish, with all
its resources. The prospect is gravely disturbing.
The spectacle of the American Federation of
Labor as, in effect, an ally of the steel industry
against a labor movement were inconceivable were
it not a fact. If the issue cannot be determined
by arbitration, if it can only be resolved by
force, the experience will be costly and the con-
sequences, in any event, far-reaching.
That the American Federation of Labor can
survive in anything like its present stature and
influence seems impossible. It has, on the evi-
dence and in plausible inference, pronounced its
own death sentence. The genius of Samuel Gom-
pers, that piloted it safely through so many
storms, is gone. His wisdom, his prescience, his
consummate statesmanship, which industry at
last reluctantly recognized, were not bequeathed

to his successor. How urgently they are needed in
this critical hour.
We notice that a "safety" car-one of those
things in which a policeman talks through a
loud-speaker-had an accident with a truck in
Haverhill, Mass. We can imagine what the offi-
cer said to the truck driver through the loud-
speaker.

Quest For Beauty--A Mosaic
(Frem the Summ cir Nmthwestern)

"PROSODY," says the dictionary,
"is the science of poetic meters
and of versification,"
"Prosody," says the members of the
class designated in the Summer Ses-
sion catalog as SD1O, "is far more
than the science of versification. It
involves interpretation not only of
poetry, but of life; it develops in-
sight, powers of observation and re-
flection; it seeks to discover in the
prose facts of daily life implications
of beauty and significance; it tends
to establish a philosophy which makes
it possible to salvage some moments
or hours of beauty from the most
embittering, most discouraging day-
in other words, to cultivate the aes-
thetic attitude toward life."
The difference between these two
definitions is: Lew Sarett.
Two hundred and ten members of
his class in prosody and interpreta-
tion may not always be able to dis-
Criminate accurately between the
Pindaric and the Horatian ode; ter-
cets and triolets may become con-
fused in their minds as the summer
of 1936 recedes. But they will never
forget how Professor Sarett set be-
fore them the principles of the aes-
thetic attitude, by precept, by illus-
tration, by reading, by delving deep
into the souls of human beings, until
they grasped some of its possibilities
and realized that here was an idea
which, developed into a way of living,
might serve to make all experience'
rich and significant.
I One day recently, he sent them
forth on a quest of the beautiful and
the significant. Notebook in hand,
they were to record all the events of
the day, all the prose facts they
might encounter, which seemed to
them to hold possibilities of insight,
aspects of beauty, and significant im-
plications. Then choosing the one,
or the several, which they preferred,
they were to indicate what association
ideas, and values were suggested to
them which might serve as the foun-
dation for a piece of writing, a poem,
an essay, or a novel. Here are a few
paragraphs gleaned from the papers.
On a Lake Michigan Pier On A Dark
Night
The fearfulness of being able to ap-
proach so closely such power without
being aware of its danger. The vast-
ness of it. The sudden understanding
of the phrase "without form and
void." The relentlessness of the inces-
sant slap of the waves, taking no
cognizance of men who rule the world.-
The eerie appearance of two lighted
yachts on the horizon, like jewels on
black velvet.
Skeleton of a Sand-fly on the Screen
A symbol of freedom, illusive, like
the fire of a comet, the nether tip
of the moon, the vanishing points of
a star, the witch on her broom; like
the song of a wi;en, the whispering
hush of the trees, the lapping of the
crest of a wave, the boom of a fog
horn; like the vanishing fog on the
hill-tops, the wake of a steamship, the
song of a whippoorwill.
The Smell of Frying Bacon
All the goodamaterial things of
earth; hunger and its satisfaction;
wood fires beside the lake; fresh,
chilly mornings; camping; northern
lights ringing the entire lake, re-,
flected in the black water. Mirages.
Swimming before breakfast. The
sound of the oars in the oarlocks;
the pound of waves on the bottom of,
the bow. Good, very good.
An Old Scissors-Grinder's Wagon1
What lives has his sharp-nosed,
ean-cheeked life touched? Because
he passed by, stopped, plied his trade,
and then went on, lawns are green
pile velvet, hedges smoothly clipped.
Meat is tenderer. Dispositions are
sweeter. What a simple equation his
life is! By putting edges on tools,1
he removes them from tongues. 1
Young Pine Cones!
On a gnarled pine tree. Pine cones
green. A new experience. I hadr
thought, if I had thought at all, that
pine cones were born hard and sere

and brown. It would have kleen as
strange to imagine their fresh, green
youth as to see the cuddly pink-and-
white warmth of a baby's body in the
weather-beaten frame of an old sea-
salt. Is it only Minerva who has
sprung into life mature.? How terrible
to have been born full-grown, armed,
and to have had no ecstatic childhood
to look back upon! The only time I
had not envied wisdom.
Mr. Sarett's Shadow
His shadow moves when he moves;
yet it is not part of him.
How often do I mistake the dis-
torted shadows of things for exact
images of their originals?
How dare I assume knowledge of
religion? law? sobriety? logic? con-
ceit? unselfishness? night? Have I
ever really seen any of them?
Which reminds me that I was once
startled to learn that night is just
the coneshaped shadow of the earth.
That should teach me humility, be-,
cause I had "known" night all my
life and had regarded it as something
quite different. In fact, I had not{
known night as a prose fact at all-a
only its implications.
The Faint Odor of Forest Fires
In the Air
The north country again. How it
gets hold of you! Those are pines andt
firs burning. Where? That odor has'
traveled a long, long way. Autumn in
the north... Dying beauty ... Love-
lier now than in the luxuriant sum-

leaps ahead of you, he says; it throws
ip balls of fire that rush above the
learings and start new fires be-
yond. So it rings, you in. One man
wouldn't leave his cabin. He thought
he could save it. He burned to
death. A cabin; two hundred dollars.
A Sentence In a Letter
From My Sister
"We have spent the morning pre-
serving plums and plum juice, and
making jelly.". . . Were ever words
more poignantly woman-like? There is
something in women that will not al-
low them to know the moment, eat
the fruit, and then let both pass with
the day and the season. They must,
some way or other, manage to keep
a part of the sweetness and the light
and the color. They cannot let go
the things that bring them ecstacy,
even of pain. Even though in the
process of preservation, the fruit must
change its form, and the moment its
meaning, women will always labor to
keep about them an evidence of a
day and a blooming. Women must
preserve tanglible evidences-whether
they be of fruits or of follies. aI do
not know why; perhaps they need
them to bear long, barren winters.
A Dead Beetle,
Found on the Shore
Here is beauty of a rare kind. If
it doubtful if man could conceive or
even imitate his flashing mail, with
its intricate symmetrical patterning
. When you examine something
made by man, the closer you look,
the less satisfying it is, as a rule.
Certainly most of our art would not
improve under the miscroscope. But
in nature, the more clearly you see
it, the more you enlarge it, the more
beauty, precision, and exquisite orna-
ment you see. There must be a God,
a mind and a power so much greater
than ours that it is useless to try to
comprehend all His purposes.
The study of beetles is an inex-
haustible one. Some of them, those
that live below the ground and some
of the fighting species, have lost their
gossamer hind wings, and with them,
the power of flight. The wind cov-
erings of some of these have grown
together to form a solid dorsal cover-
ing, Here are implications! Perhaps
that's what war does to us. Perhaps
it's better to be vulnerable, to be
stepped on, to be abused, to suffer
and to die, than to lose our wings.
Italy, Germany; what is their future?
Are they losing their wings as they
strengthen their fighting power and
perfect their armor?
The Egyptians worshipped beetles
as a symbol of eternal life, I can't
remember their reasoning. But this
beetle is dead; his little day of con-
quest is over. He is known as the
Searcher. Has he finished his quest?
Has he .reached his Mecca? Is the
golden chalice his at last?
"Dressmaking"
Just a sign in the window of a
shabby duplex. But the disappoint-
ment of a life looks out through tired
eyes. A widow has cut and treadled
and stitched her life into the educa-
tion of her son. At last he is to grad-
uate from high school. An honor to
be a member of a class of fifteen
hundred, and his mother looks for-
ward with a consuming pride to see-
ing him graduate.
The gray caps and gowns are dis-
tributed, and the boy comes home
wearing his, as proud as a soldied in a
new uniform. There will be no other
boy marching in the procession so
handsome as her son.
The greatunight arrives, and she is
seated far up in the vast coliseum.
Below her an undulating sea of youth,
poured forth through the races of a
great educational mill.
The program is over and it is time
for the granting of diplomas. He has
told her his number and where to ex-
pect him in the line. The band eases
into the recessional. On the plat-
form the powers stand, flanked with
stacks of folders. The gray sea comes
alive. Boys and girls pass down the
aisles of the huge auditorium four
abreast, cross the platform, receive
their diplomas, shift the tassels on ,

their caps, come down, and blend
again with the gray waves. Hun-
dreds. More hundreds. Where is he?
There he should be. Where is he?
Where? He is lost, without ever hav-
ing been found.
Once more she climbs the worn gray
steps of her home. "Dressmaking."
Her symbol of devotion is blurring to
a futile badge of slavery, when the
boy rushes in.
"Wasn't it great, mother! Did you
see me, mother?"
"It was great. You were handsome,
son."
Internationalism
(From the London Spectator)
NE YEAR AGO, the visitors to a
German factory established in,
Switzerland could see the completion,
by German, Swiss and Austrian labor
of a war seaplane. This beautiful
machine, built to the order of the
Yugoslav Government, was fitted with
Swedish machine guns and the most
recent and powerful French motor.
But it was still waiting for a propeller
to be manufactured in Great Britain
under American license.
HOOVER PASSES BIRTHDAY

UESDAY, AUG. 11, 193
Clippings
Art And War
(From The New York Times)
THOSE modernist sculptors have
queer notions; not in sculpture,
which one would expect, but in pub-
lic affairs. Port Chester, N. Y., has a
minor Diego Rivera case on its hands.
It involves the statue of a soldier in
a contemplated Spanish-American
War memorial. The figure, according
to The Times account, is nearly 10
feet high and shows an exhausted
soldier in tattered uniform, his legs
spread wide apart, a rifle under his
arm, and one hand pressed against
his abdomen. Some observers think
the facial expresion is brutish. Among
them is the Mayor of Port Chester,
and he is extremely unhappy about
it. But the artist and his supporters
say the statue is not ugly and it is
an effective argument against war.
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VHAT was the weakness of Diego
Rivera's position in the famous
Rockefeller Center murals. It is quite
in order for the Mexican sculptor to
worship Lenin as the builder of a new
society on the ruins of our capitalist
system. It is quite out of place to
glorify Lenin on the walls of so con-
spicuous a monument of the capitalist
system as Rockefeller Center. One
would think an artist might be the
first to feel the incongruity.
This leaves aside the even bigger
question of the exact nature of anti-
war feeling today. Children used to
ask, Who dragged whom around the
walls of what? So it is in order to
ask today, Who opposes war with
whom about what? Spain is, in the
grip of war at this moment. Is it
wrong for the Madrid government to
send out young boys to their death
against the army insurgents?
To say that in Spain it is a case of
legitimate defense means nothing.
When has war ever been anything
else but legitimate and purely defen-
sive? It is interesting to read Japan-
ese accounts of how in September,
1931, the ancient Spirit of Japan ex-
perienced a rebirth and leaped to
the defense of the nation's imperilled
existence-in Manchuria!
Protean Roosevelt
(From the Baltimore Evening Sun)
IN THE COURSE of the last week,
President Roosevelt has been com-
pared to Stalin. He has been com-
pared to Hitler. He has been com-
pared to Jefferson. He has been
compared to Jackson.
But that is not enough for the Hon.
Robert S. Bright, retired attorney and
farmer of Frederick County, who has
leaped into the day's news by con-
tributing $500 to the G.O.P. cam-
paign fund, at the same time assert-
ing he has been a Democrat for 40
years.
Roosevelt, says Mr. Bright, is a man
who by "a Rasputin hypnotism" has
persuaded "John Garner, a Demo-
crat with principles, to run with him."
And so we now have the President
likened to the mad monk of Russia!
At the rate the comparisons are in-
creasing, Mr. Roosevelt makes that
classical quick-change artist, Proteus,
look like a back number.
DAILY OFFICIAL
BULLETIN

VOL. XLV No. 36
TUESDAY, AUG. 11, 1936

The Music Of 'The Pir ates Is
judged To Be Typically Sullivan

By WILLIAM J. LICHTENWANGER
DURING the Spanish War, when Sir Arthur
Sullivan's comic opera ditties were rated
among the popular tunes of the day, a young
American naval officer viewed from the deck of
his ship a launch approaching through the water.
Appropriating a familiar air from The Pirates of
Penzance, he chanted to his fellows, "Here comes
the Commodore." Came fhe answering phrase,
un-Gilbertian in form but not in spirit, "What
the hell do we care!" Thus, from such an origin,
by way of political conventions, temperance meet-
ings, and doughboy bivouacs, has come our rous-
ing chorus, "Hail, Hail the Gang's All Here!"
It can hardly be said of The Pirates that it
contains Sullivan's best work as a composer of
comic opera, Its music has neither the lurical
sparkle of The Gondoliers, the winsome charm
of The Mikado, nor the sheer beauty and ex-
hilarating twang of Pinafore. The work was

erly as Gilbert satirizes such British institutions
as Law and Duty. The vigorous strain to which
we sing "Hail, Hail" is, in the opera, suspiciously
reminiscent of Verdi's "Anvil Chorus"; and the
"innocent fiction" by which the Major-General
plucks the pirates' heartstrings, with his tale of
lonely (save for his twenty-odd daughters!) or-
phanhood, fairly reeks, musically, with the sen-
timentality of pre-Verdian Italian Opera.
But there is a great deal of attractiveness about
the music in addition to its wit and humor.
Mabel's "Poor wandering one," in which she prof-
fers her love to lonely Frederick, is easily Sul-
livan's most popular waltz-a waltz, however,
not in the Viennese style, which had too much
of voluptuous abandon to please the Victorian
composer of Onward Christian Soldiers, but a
waltz possessed of a refined, lyric piquancy. The
Major-General's autobiographical "I am the
very model of a modern Major-General" is


Notices
The Michigan Dahes will hold their
family picnic Tuesday evening, Aug.
11, at the Ann Arbor Island. Each
family is asked to bring its own pic-
nic supper and dishes. Drinks and ice
cream will be sold on the grounds.
All married students and internes
and their wives and children are in-
vited to attend this picnic. There will
be a soft ball game for the men, and
games for the children. Ball games
will begin at 5 p.m. and supper will
be served at 6 p.m. Come as early as
you wish.
Attention students in -Golf Course:
A best-ball match has been arranged
for today, Tuesday, Aug. 11, at 3:30
p.m. at the University Golf Course.
Students who cannot arrange to at-
tend at 3:30 may join the group at
the second nine at 4:30 p.m. Johnny
Malloy, pro at the Ann Arbor Golf
Course and former State champion,
and his brother Woody Malloy, mem-
ber of this year's Varsity team, will
play Coach Courtright and Cal Mark-
ham, former city champion and mem-
ber of the Varsity team.
Excursion No. 11, Wednesday af-
ternoon, Aug. 12. Inspection of the
new Ann Arbor Daily News Bldg.
Make reservation at Officeof the
Summer Session. Meet in front of
Dress Building at 2 p.m. There is no
charge for this trip.
The Summer Book Group of the
Michigan Dames will meet Wednes-
day, 7:30 p.m., Aug. 12 with Mrs.
Robert French at 1028 Martin Place.
On Wednesday at 7:30 p.m., there