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deserve a place of significance even in China's interminable history. They have taken place in ways curious and not wholly congenial to the western point of view, which treats laughingly the achievements of distinguished scholars and which would greet an uprising of school-boys with more derision than too many of us in retrospect mete out to the moving faith and sublime pathos of the children's Crusade. Yet an uprising of school-boys shook the government of China to its depths; it brought to birth that expression of public opinion and of the power of public opinion for which the country has waited. Only the begining of a long task was achieved but it is something that by strikes and by propaganda amongst the uneducated the students should compel the resignation of three powerful rulers. The methods and weapons of the students were admittedly crude: the deed was the thing; these boys took the only instrument that lay to hand and they used it this willingness to act, to venture, is a moral victory which no one can appreciate who has not suffocated in the hopeless passivity of Chinese public life, the atmosphere of fearfulness and timidity where each man prays to the gods for a compromise.

The students acted; it is invigorating to any man to live among them at this time and to have some share, though he must reconcile himself to the fact that years going by will make it a lessening share, in shaping their counsels. It rests in the hands of any who wish to try their hands at history, of any who see something more splendid than purveying novel comforts to an over-comfortable generation, that the spirit of this new pilgrimage in China be not led to staid and shabby shrines, that its followers be not left to bruise their heels in the desert.

The Chinese tell the story of a statesman, Lu P'eh-wen, minister to the founder of the Ming or Bright dynasty. It was this last Chinese dynasty that fell before the foreign power of the Manchu bannermen, so that we can understand

how the legends of loyal Chinese have been centered round the day when it should return, the Bright, the Ming, day, even as the belief survived through folk-tale and poem that Arthur again would come to govern Britain.

Lu P'eh-wen served his master faithfully; he kept the Mongol hordes beyond the marches of the Empire and his people in contentment and prosperity until one day he went wandering across the slopes of Purple Mountain, never to come back again. His Emperor, Hung Wu, died, the dynasty waxed and waned, the Manchus stormed the Dragon throne: Lu P'eh-wen had come no more since he disappeared into the valleys of Purple Mountain.

But early one morning a stranger came to a goat-herd, and again many years later to another, and still to a third; each time he asked, "When will the Bright day dawn?" And in each case the goat-herd replied, "Tsao deh hen, tsao deh hen; it is very early, very early."

One may wonder, if Lu P'eh-wen again should appear during the coldest watch of the night, whether the same reply will greet him and whether we too, like the goat-herds, shall send him away sobbing bitterly and stumbling back into the darkness.

THE BAY GOES MARCHING

By JOSEPH B. HARRISON

The bay marches under the wind,

Bannered.

There where the water is deep

The cohorts go in splendour, white plumes tossing

Above the blue-grey hosts that never halt.

Beyond, the shore lies dark in the shadows of the beach;
Bronzed-green above where the sun first takes it,

And russet, too, in the taller fir-tops,
Then lavender and blue, and mauve

To the hill-crest, through the piling smoke
To where the trees reach clear again

Though blended still, behind a veil, against a veil
Of smoke that offers no resistance to the wind,
And does not curl, or plume, or march-
Though down below here

The bay marches under the wind,
Bannered.

The bay marches under the wind;

But closer in behind this point,

Where the water shallows,

Here the crests flatten, the plumes languish,

The splendour fails.

The host sends in its angry scuds of blue-black squall

But fails to grip; they pale, spread thin

And vanish in a sparkle at the water's edge.

The sands lie placid in the sun,

Mottled here and there with warm salt rivulets and pools

Left by the tide some hours ago, and presently

To be reclaimed, and carried out again perchance

[ancy

To swiftness, and a touch of the wind's lash, and the exult

That turns to bitter white at the wave's crest.

For though the sands lie warm now in the sunshine,

The bay will soon affirm its lost dominion.

When the tide has climbed the beach

The wind will have its own. For here

The trees go talking to the beach's edge, and there
The bay goes marching under the wind,

Bannered.

A CRISIS IN SCIENTIFIC RESEARCH

By FREDERICK M. PADELFORD

Last year four young men at the University of Washington made an investigation in Multiplex-Radio Telephony. The results of their investigation were presented in a paper read before the Institute of Radio Engineers in New York. Today two of these young men are in the employ of the Research Department of the Western Electric Company, a third is in the employ of the Westinghouse Company, and the fourth has been offered positions by the Western Electric Company and the Radio Corporation, with one of which he will doubtless associate himself. There were no adequate opportunities at the University to hold these men. Three of them were approached with reference to teaching, but they replied in effect that teaching would sidetrack them. These were

young men.

Recently a brilliant scientist, one of the leading physicists of the country, sometime president of a prominent New England College, left Yale University to work in the Nela Laboratory of the General Electric Company, where the opportunities for effective research were more inviting. Thus of the more gifted men, young and old alike are leaving the universities for the great industrial laboratories.

Twenty years ago a university was the logical place for a man who wished to do research along technical and industrial lines. Today the universities are spending on research only a fraction of the amount spent by the great industrial companies, and upon graduation the young scientists and engineers of research inclinations make straight for these industrial laboratories, if indeed they delay for a university education or degree at all. During the academic year 19181919, the University of Illinois spent for research in experi

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