In an article in the "Deutsche Volkswirt," quoted in cables from Berlin, he emphatically backs up the American Agent-General for Reparation Payments, S. Parker Gilbert, who recently gave the German Government a warning on this

score.

Dr. Schacht insists on the need for the strictest economy to meet the terms of the reparation plan which Germany accepted. While he argues that the plan will ultimately be changed, he insists that Germany must not think of asking reconsideration now before the end of the four-year test period under which it is being put into effect. And he characterizes many German cities as borrowers and spendthrifts for luxuries while neglecting necessities.

With so influential a German spokes

omy, and cutting down unemployment. Now the National Railways of Mexico have included in the budget for next year an amount of $100,000 to be spent to attract tourists to Mexico, primarily from the United States and Canada, and to assure them good service. In all some $500,000 will be spent to this end, the balance by railways of the United States connecting with Mexican lines. And if the project shows signs of success, both

the Mexican and our own companies promise to double the amounts of their expenditures. Mexico plans to facilitate the passage of tourists at the border and to give them special attention during their stay. Probably few measures could do more to insure better relations in the future, as well as to increase Mexican resources, than such a plan to increase the number of visitors from the north.

made me give deeper thought to the question of education.

have no difficulty in making effective the point of view of the Allies and America regarding the policies essential to guarantee that Germany will pay her debts. to the full extent of her capacity.

PARLIAMENT has always been a

synonym for dignity in Great Britain. But since the Labor Party secured the position of the second largest group in the House of Commons reports of parliamentary debates have been more diverting. A few days ago, former Labor Prime Minister Ramsay MacDonald demanded a vote of censure of the Conservative Government for neglect of the unemployment situation. Sir Philip Cunliffe-Lister, President of the Board of Trade, attempted to answer. But the Laborites wanted Prime Minister Baldwin. Howling his spokesman down, they yelled: "We want the organ-grinder -not the monkey." The disorder ended in amusement when a Laborite took a mock vote of censure; but it served to show again the deep rift in British public life which Americans first saw fully revealed in the days of the coal strike two years ago.

EXICO is decidedly modernizing her methods in the endeavor to improve her economic situation.

Some weeks ago the Governors of all he States and Territories in the Mexican Republic joined with the Confedera

Jon of Chambers of Commerce to carry on a campaign for study of the nationvide problems of tax reduction, lower >rices for necessities, improvement of iving conditions, administrative econ

remedies to offer. First, larger salaries, and therefore higher standards and keener competition for teachers. Less insistence upon bone-dry scholarship and more upon personality and character.

Of my own little college group, only one went into teaching. She was an amiable and complacent girl, grown rather less amiable but more complacent, daughter of a boarding-school principal who has literally never lived outside a school. Armed with a Ph.D., she now instructs youth in the same college from which she graduated. I should not care to place my daughter under her guidance; for she is not a woman, but a curiously dried mummy of the girl we used to know, with nothing to give but book knowledge.

By contrast, a friend who for some dozen years has earned a good living in journalism once tried to secure a parttime teaching position in a woman's college. To be sure, she did not boast the academic degree which-justly enough in most cases-is the test for college teaching. But she did have keen intelligence and valuable knowledge gained in the school of hard practical experience. A bespectacled gentleman eyed her excellent magazine articles with indifference, but inquired if she had an M.A. and whether she had done "ghosting."

"Ghosting?" inquired the puzzled journalist. "I never heard of it."

The professor stared. "Never heard of ghosting?" he exclaimed. "And you claim to be a special-article writer?"

Discovery that she had been "ghosting" for ten years without knowing it— i. e., writing interview articles to which public men signed their names—did not lessen his contempt, and her subsequent confession to only two years of college,

due to financial straits, put an abrupt end to the interview.

That brings me to my second remedy. Use sources outside academic life in the classroom. Make room in the crowded text-book schedules for talks by all kinds of men and women-business, professional, artistic, domestic. Not only permit, but encourage and persuade married women with the necessary qualifications to teach. And thus, little by little, allow a sense of reality to penetrate the hermetically sealed doors of our educational institutions, teaching girls that wisdom begins with one's self and cannot be found in books.

It is less for a change in curriculum that I argue though I believe that half my college study was completely wasted —than for a change in atmosphere, that so much more subtle and difficult, perhaps as yet impossible, element to se

cure.

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ND that leads me to what is, I fear, my forlornest hope of all. Let women search their own hearts and admit what they find there. Let them mold their lives, not upon artificial standards of bygone feminists, but upon the honest weaknesses and the eternal strength of woman. Let them read and ponder well that fiercely reviled book "The Soul of Woman," so true in spirit, however erring in detail.

Perhaps some of you who spend your lives denying your own existence will turn upon the unimportant author of this article some of the frightened scorn with which you attacked Gina Lombroso. I answer, that I have stood where you stand. I too once turned deaf ears to the cries of that prisoner you will not release. Today I live in the truth of my own soul. All I wish for you is the same peace. Until you find it, I and other mothers I know will think long before we deliver our daughters into your dangerous hands.

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VERY one who has had to do with the distribution of books during the last eight or ten years has been witness, if he chose to observe,

to a turn in American interest. Judging from the books they have been reading, Americans have gone through the final stages to the end of the religious cult phase of adolescence and have entered the philosophy of life stage.

Ten years ago the worship of physical health became almost a National religion, threatening to displace that of material success. Some of its propagandists, like the more successful missionaries to the foreign field, sought to fuse the best elements of both creeds, and

This creed, again, led naturally into the next. "What use is health if we have festering complexes? Analysis cannot alter personality. How do we get this way?"

To these clamoring for new revelations the scientists were sent. They were hard leaders, and their followers went about in sackcloth and ashes, beating upon their breasts because they were miserable sinners on account of their glands and their environment and their choice of parents, and there was nothing that could be done about it. It was the doctrine of original sin, and there was no atonement.

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method, good will, and breathing exercises.

Like all religions, the cult of physical well-being had its schismatic sects. The orthodox subscribed to the tenets of life extension institutes, fed upon bran bread and sacramental coffee, genuflected matutinally to the sound of music. They were saved by works. The heterodox looked to salvation by faith. By faith they removed mountains of flesh and went about with shining morning faces. As heterodoxy gained, it slipped naturally into another sort of faith healing, from concern for physical health into concern for mental. Interest in intestinal obstructions gave way tc interest in psychic ones. Complications fell before complexes. Psychoanalysis was God, and Jung and Freud his prophets. Jung and Freud for a while. This was a popular creed because it was, for the layman, largely conversational.

It had its martyrssome in very truth. But mostly, it had its minor prophets. Presently there was no congregation in its churches. Every one was clamoring to get into the pulpit.

LL these cults had their sacred literature. The presses, the bookstalls, the libraries of the country were flooded with it. "Diet and Health," "Health and the Human Spirit," "The Edinburgh Lectures on Mental Science," "Outwitting Our Nerves," "The Conquest of Fear," Tridon, Hinckle, Coué, Brill, "The Glands Regulating Personality," "Heredity and Environment," "Why We Behave Like Human Beings" -these books sold in vast numbers, were studied and discussed with tragic avidity by an unhappy generation seeking after a sign.

The progressively depressing effect of these cults led, as adolescent religious experiments often do, to atheism. And the next step was the one usually reached in the sophomoric period, the demand for a philosophy of life. In spite of disorganized physical or mental health, very much in spite of heredity and environment, "life goes on," as our novelists assure us. Some means of making it endurable must be found. Philosophically-philosophy. Never mind what philosophy means, what is wanted is something like "trust in God and keep

your powder dry," or "it will all come out in the wash," or "ich dien," only better and more of it. And the seekers looked for something that could be read about and studied, because books which teach have the property of an awful power, their authors the necromancer's uncanny omniscience.

Nothing has astonished the book business more than the colossal sale last year of "The Story of Philosophy," by Will Durant. Nothing should have surprised it less if it had followed the trend of American "serious reading." "The Story of Philosophy" did what all good school-books ought to do enticed its readers on to the sources. The modern philosophers (Bertrand Russell, Santayana, Will Durant himself, whose book "Transition" is beginning to appear on best-selling lists) may expect new printings, and the convenient editions of the classics are beginning to be bought, pre sumably to be read.

PROPHECY is not part of speaking of

books. But one inevitably watches for the moment when this public of seeking readers will come to the end of the sophomore years and conclude that salvation is not to be learned. Any man's creed may be believed, any man's philosophy accepted with the brain But unless it is felt it is footless. Fee ing is not to be found in books studied as facts. It is only when the contents o a book leaves the schoolmaster's hand and enters the reader's heart that it be gins to be real to him. Not books t study; books to read. Books which, by providing by means as diverse as ar the hearts of their readers an escap from the need of a palliative philosophy a renewal of gusto for living, fulfill wha a supreme philosopher called the fund tion of literature.

UR TIMES. Vol. II-America Finding Herself. By Mark Sullivan. Charles Scribner's Sons.

If you are interested in America, you will want this book; and it is better to own than to borrow, because it is good for picking up in snatches, for reading aloud; because it is stored with valuable information and side-splitting laughs; and because, especially in the first part, which is devoted to a study of some of the elements which have gone into the formation of the current American attitude toward life in general, you will find much that will help you to understand that attitude in yourself and in others.

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The Inevitable Leeway

Christmas Is Coming

F you are a right-minded soul, bound to preserve the fine old traditions of Christmas giving and receiving, you are even now confronted

CITIES AND MEN. By Ludwig Lewi

sohn. Harper & Brothers. $2.50. This brilliant book will please her. She could not have conceived a line of its splendid introductory essay on "Culture and Barbarism," and with some of it she may not agree, but it, and the essays which follow on Hazlitt, Heine, Santayana, and many other striking literary figures, discussed under the provocative headings of "Englishmen," "Americans," "Jews," etc., will surprise. please, and stimulate her.

THE GREAT PAINTERS. By Edith R

Abbott (senior instructor in the history of painting at the Metropolitan Museum). Harcourt, Brace & Co. $5.

This is not a history of the development of art that she will already have; its purpose is rather to focus attention on certain great achievements in painting with the object of illustrating the continuity of the European tradition. There are many good illustrations, and a bibliography and biographical notes. The period covered is from the beginning of Christian painting in Italy to the present.

with the horrid task of making up your FOR Uncle Phineas, a student and an

ardent lover of literature, but, being a professor in a small sectarian college, not in a position to buy books, here are two which will fill his Christmas stocking and his soul to overflowing:

list. It is easier to assume a moral attitude and to say that the spirit has been lost in the Christmas present-exchange system and that you, for one, will take a stand on a moral issue and give not even a pocket-handkerchief. But, praise be to the god of shopkeepers, it isn't TH being done.

"Books are the best Christmas gifts," whisper and coo and shout the publishers and the book-shops; and for once the advertiser speaks truth. Books are the best things to give because they are fun to select, easy to wrap and mail, cheaper than most things, and likely to give substantial pleasure. They are best to receive because they can be readily exchanged, may be read and regiven or handed on to the hospital, or they may be read and kept and re-read, a constant reminder of the discriminating thoughtfulness of a wise friend.

But it is not always easy to select the book to fit the recipient, and, in the

HE CONFESSIONS OF ST. AUGUS TINE. Translated and Annotated by J. G. Pilkington. A new edition by Boni Liveright. $3.50.

If he has the "St. Augustine," it i probably worn shabby and falling t pieces. This will give him the Pilking ton translation, first issued in 1876 which follows the Benedictine Latin text and is generally considered the finest, i a beautiful and convenient format.

SHELLEY: HIS LIFE AND WORK. Walter E. Peck. 2 vols. Houghto Mifflin Company. $12.50.

Here he will have a fine and scholar work of genuine literary value, on a sub ject which is probably dear to his hear It contains much new material fro

elves, and the illustrations are fine.

PHILOSOPHY.

By Bertrand Russell. W. H. Norton & Co. (The publishers nention no price, but probably do not give he book away.)

He thinks sometimes, does Cousin ames, and after his wife has expounded ter newest philosophy, learned at $25 er hour, for a few evenings, he likes to just slip away with a book." Bertrand Russell will please him because he preents philosophy in the terms of modern cience and succeeds in producing an rderly philosophy which tends toward freeing mankind from prejudice and istortion." Cousin James is no joiner; e will be glad to find a modern philospher who aspires to found no cult.

By Gamaliel Bradford. The George H. Doran Company. $3.50.

This is an obvious choice. The Ponsonbys have the wit to admire Bradford's psychography, his extraordinary analytical skill, the fine balance and fluent style which mark his work. And this is a subject which interests them. They were brought up on Moody and Sankey. They are a little uneasy over the present disparaging attitude toward evangelists in general, and they will follow with eagerness the burning urge which drove Moody on, the growth of his own soul and of his power over the souls of others, the methods he used and the results he got. And they will, when they have watched the American mind under the sway of Moody's preaching and Sankey's hymns, know more about themselves.

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HE LEGACY OF ISRAEL. By Various Contributors. Edited by E. R. Bevan and Charles Singer. The Oxford University Press, American Branch. $4.

The previous volumes of this series, "The Legacies" of Greece, Rome, the Middle Ages, have already been given to the Ponsonbys. They enjoy reading them, in parts, from time to time, and they find them useful to refer to. These books give in a readily assimilated form the beginnings of an understanding of our indebtedness to past ages. They are the work of eminent scholars, and many gifted essayists have also contributed to make them delightful reading. The

"His verse throbs with the brotherhood of man and glows with the beauty of nature. Those who seek the best of any age will delight in the outdoor freshness of this collection."-Portland (Oregon) Journal. With four illustrations in color

Cloth, $2.50; leather, $3.00

The Romantick Lady
The Story of an Imagination
by Vivian Burnett

The biography of Frances Hodgson Burnett by her son; the fascinating life story of the author of "Little Lord Fauntleroy," "That Lass O' Lowries," "Robin," etc. "It is more interesting than fiction. ... -DON MARQUIS. Illustrated. $3.50

Cow Country by Will James

"He knows how to tell a story in the cowboy vernacular without being melodramatic or affected. Better still, he knows how to illustrate his stories with drawings that are spirited and authentic."-The Independent. With illustrations by the author. $3.50

Men Without Women by Ernest Hemingway

Fourteen stories by the author of "The Sun Also Rises." "Flashes of reality, miraculously translated into words. . . one cannot read them unmoved."-BEN RAY REDMAN in The Spur. $2.00

Marching On

by James Boyd

The great American novel of the Civil War. "An unforgettable picture of the South in Civil War days."

-The Boston Herald. $2.50

Charles Scribner's Sons