Save Your Eyes

Dr. C. W. Trail says:- "When I am not using the Farrington, my wife is using it; when my wife is not using it, our 8-year old daughter is using it. Every home should have at least one."

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Conserves the Life of Your Eyes

Here is the helper you have always needed. It saves
your eyes-conserves your energy-insures correct
posture prevents eyestrain-permits concentration
with real relaxation and absolute comfort. The
FARRINGTON supports books, magazines, read-
ing matter, typewriter, writing materials, etc., at
just the right angle to insure correct vision,
regardless of position. It will help everyone who
reads, writes, draws, etc.

IDEAL FOR CHILDREN
Don't let your child hump! It's dangerous!
Eyestrain, distorted organs, curved spine and
retardation of normal development results.
The Farrington compels correct posture.
Students Delight In Its Use

Prof.E.L. Eaton, University of Wis., says: "It is a joy to read a book of any size, resting easily in a rocking chair. Thousands will now have a new joy reading while resting.' With the Farrington every one can increase their capacity for mental effort.

Sit right-read right-feel right

Think what this means! Comfort, enjoyment, greater mental and physical energies. Greater facility for the mechanics of reading and writing. Genuine relaxation. The Farrington allows you to assume a comfortable position when reading, writing, etc.

Indispensable to Invalids

Used with detachable metal legs for Reading in Bed by sick, invalid or crippled patient in home, hospital or sanitarium. Used on beach or in the camp for eating, cards, etc.

By the Way

A ST. LOUIS high school student has

this sign painted on his dilapidated flivver in which he rides to and from school: "BORED OF EDUCATION."

The British Museum has fifty-five miles of books on its shelves, and each year has to find places for 35,000

more.

From the "Weekly Telegraph:"
"You have acted very wrongly."
Thus Horace's father, in the presence of
Horace's mother, to Horace, discovered
in the act of stealing jam. "It may
seem a small offense, Horace," he con-
tinued, "but it has for its foundations
one of the prime causes of the world's
unhappiness-disobedience. I am more
than angry. I am grieved. I want my
son to grow up a fine, strong, honorable
man. I want him"-
Here he paused

for breath. Little Horace turned en-
thusiastically to his mother. "Mamma,"
he cried, "isn't papa interesting?"

THE

HE annual report just issued of Berea College and Allied Schools, of Berea, Kentucky, contains the following description of lower-grade students from the Southern mountains by President William J. Hutchins:

"In our lower grades, a student may be found quite unable to understand that a tide may be anything other than high water in the branch. A student from Virginia may locate his native State west of the Mississippi. To one boy, entangled by similarity of sounds, our forefathers may be our 'poor' fathers. To another, Paul is certainly an Anglo-Saxon. Another boy may be quite sure that his grandfather fought in the Revolution rather than in the Civil War. One student shrinks from scrapping the wisdom of the fathers as concerns the signs of the moon. One girl is interested to know whether the land where Christ lived is still in existence, and whether people in America could visit it today. One student is quite sure that all Negroes are descendants of Cain, their color being the 'mark' that God placed upon Cain for having slain his brother."

A stage star who is known for his finesse in taking scenes away from other players, is said to have a framed portrait of himself which he hangs in each new dressing-room. Inscribed on the picture are the words, "To myself, God bless you."

"This is an uncertain world," sa Abe Martin. "We are here this wet an' hit a telephone pole Sunday."

New York visitor: "Look at tho pigeons."

Cape Cod native: "Them's not pi eons, them's gulls.

New York visitor: "Byes or gull they're mighty fine pigeons."

A

SOLEMN-LOOKING man in the con

partment of an English train r mained silent for many miles. Then I leaned over and touched the man opp site him, and remarked, "There is muc unrest in the world just now, my frien much unrest." "You're quite right answered the other. "I hope you a not unmindful of the fact that we a have a duty to perform. We must con bat this unrest," continued the serio one. "I'm doing my best," said th other. "How is that, brother?" manufacture mattresses," replied th other.

"Buyers of cars are more particula nowadays than they used to be," repor the Kansas City "Star." "While the used to ask all sorts of questions abo the mechanism, power, etc.," the aut dealer is quoted as saying, "now all the want to know is 'What is absolutely th lowest advance payment I must make?"

"THE SURVEY" finds amusement i

the fact that the first Nationa Recreation Congress, held in Chicag twenty years ago, found it worth whil to record that one hundred gymnasium girls appeared in "bloomers without self consciousness." Those girls, we regre to say, were behind the times in 1907 for eleven years prior to that Th Outlook published an article showing th proper costume for bicycling in whic women are shown garbed in bloomers And The Outlook even in 1896 did no have to use the euphemism "limbs."

Readers of this page have solved al sorts of puzzles, but can they answe these questions?

Why does a horse eat grass backw and a cow forward?

Why does a dog turn around th times before lying down?

Why does a hop vine twine to th right and a pea vine to the left?

Why does a horse when staked out a rope unwind the rope while a c winds it up in kinks?

lume 147

The Outlook

Number 10

November 9, 1927

Fear

By Edna St. Vincent Millay

HERE are two names you would not have me mention, for you are sick of the sound of them. All men must die, you say, and these men have died, and uld that their names might die with them; uld that their names were as names written in sand, you say, to be dissipated by the next oming tide! For you long to return to your cious world of a year ago, where people had tty manners and did not raise their voices; ere people whom you knew, whom you had ertained in your houses, did not shout and ep and walk the streets vulgarly carrying bans, because two quite inconsequential people, › men who could not even speak good English, e about to be put forever out of mischief's y. Do let us forget, you say; after all, what s it matter?

You are right; it does not matter very much.
a world more beautiful than this it would
e mattered more. On the surface of a
ristianity already so spotted and defaced by
crimes of the Church this stain does not show
y dark. In a freedom already so riddled and
hed by the crimes of the state this ugly rent
vith difficulty to be distinguished at all.
And you are right; it is well to forget that
n die. So far we have devised no way to
eat death, or to outwit him, or to buy him
r. At any moment the cloud may split
ve us and the golden spear of death leap at
heart; at any moment the earth crack and
hand of death reach up from the abyss to

grasp our ankles; at any moment the wind rise and sweep the roofs from our houses, making one dust of our ceilings and ourselves. And if not, we shall die soon, anyhow. It is well to forget that this is so.

But that man before his time, wantonly and without sorrow, is thrust from the light of the sun into the darkness of the grave by his brother's blindness or fear it is well to remember, at least until it has been shown to the satisfaction of all that this too is beyond our power to change.

Tw

WO months ago, in Massachusetts, these men whom I do not name were efficiently despatched out of the sunlight into the darkness of the grave. The executions of the death sentence upon them went forward without interference; there were no violent demonstrations. Whatever of agitation there was has steadily decreased since that night. Today things are very quiet. From time to time some small newspaper remarks editorially that the hysteria which swept the country has abated, and congratulates its readers upon having escaped disintegration. Aside from this there is little comment. The general opinion is that the affair has pretty well blown over. And the world sleeps easy on this pillow.

Yet if all is quiet today, it is more for this reason than for any other; that though you sit in the same room with a man you cannot hear his thoughts. And the tumult is in the mind;