THE HONGKONG TELEGRAPII, WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 23, 1936.
BATHING CAPS
A LARGE VARIETY OF ASSORTED COLOURS AT REDUCED PRICES ΤΟ
CLEAR,
SPECIAL SALE
AT NOMINAL PRICES
UNDER COST.
Diving Caps and Scull Caps in Latent Finishes, Hand Crochet, Chain Stitch and Twill Tweed Efects.--
A. S. WATSON & CO., LTD.
THE HONGKONG DISPENSARY
"H.M.V" RECORDS
BY
PAUL ROBESON
B-2619 Deep River; I'm Goin' to tell God All B-3033. Oh I rock me, Julie; Oh I didn't it rain 8-3663 Mammy is gone; High water
B-3664 Old Folks at Home; Poor old Joc
B-3956
B-4396
B-4421 B-4499
B.4309
B-4352
River stay 'way from my door:: Rockin' Chair
Since you went away; Wid de moon, moon, moon Pilgrim's Song: Roll the Chariot Along
In a Narrow Street; Piccaninny's Shoes
Mah Lindy Lou; Ma curly-headed Baby
Round the bend of the Road; Tako'me away from the river
B-4354 Hush-a-bye. Lullaby; Got the South in my Soul
B-8018
B-8060
Blue Prelude; Swing Along
Snowball; Fat Li'l feller; Short'nin' bread
Heralding
TUBIBAKER
THE NEW
1937
STUDEBAKERS
The Spotlight Cars of 1937 Dramatically different in design... Impressively moderate in price and operating
cost.
Smart to be seen in Smarter to buy
Excitingly New
Stylo
IN-
Roomy Comfort Economy Luggage Capa- city Engineering Safety PerformancO Valuc.
For Particulars Apply
Hongkong
Garage
Phone 27778/9.
DEATII.
Hotel
Stubbs Rd,
OTT.-At the Peninsula Hotel, Kow- loon, on September 23, 1930, George Benjamin Ott, of the Standard-Vacuum. Oft Co., Itong- kong. Funeral service at Union Church, Kennedy Road, at 5 p.m. to-day. (Flowers to Church). (North China papers please copy).
The
Hongkong Telegraph.
WEDNESDAY, SEPT. 23, 1936.
TRAFFIC ACCIDENT
CAUSES
B-8202 Little man, you've had a busy day; I ain't lazy, I'm just likely to be found when
dreamin'
B-8372 Swing Low sweet Chariot: On ma Journey
Shenandoah; Jes, mah Song
B-8423
Gloomy Sunday: Honey
B-8438
C-1585
C-2517 C-2621
Plantation Songs, Part 1 & 2
There's a Green' Hill; Nearer, my God to Thee Paul Robeson Medley, Part 1G 2
S. MOUTRIE &
York Building
LOOK!
YOUR EYES
NEED ATTENTION!
Co., Ltd.
Chater Road:
Beautify & strengthen your eyes with ELIZABETH ARDEN'S EYE LOTION AND CREAM.
For your eyelashes we have her EYE- LASH GROWER and WATERPROOF COSMETIQUE, whilst one touch from her EYEBROW PENCIL accentuates the
beauty of your eyes.
LANE, CRAWFORD, LTD.
PERFUMERY DEPARTMENT.
In the belief that remedies for traffic accidents will be more the causes of such accidents have been ascertained, the British Ministry of Health recently car- ried out a most thorough analy şis of 6,289 road mishaps, involving the death of 6.477 This inquiry followed persons. the lines of a similar investiga- tion in 1933, and, it is now in- tended to embark on a census of all accidents, fatal or otherwise, as it is thought that an elucida. tion of how, when and why accidents occur must ultimately! lead to their reduction. Here in Hongkong, weekly returns of all! traffic mishaps are issued; and the thought occurs that these might be made the basis of A careful annual analysis, with the Mean- same objects in view.
Bret Harte's Birthday
Makes Me Long For
T
A POET
OF THE
PEOPLE
HE anniversary of Bret "Harte's birth, which fell last month-he Whe born on August 25, 1839-reminds us that modern poets have lost the kuacks of writing poems for the people. They have lost heart, and they have lost their hearts.
It would, perhaps, have been a miracle if the post-war years of disillusionment and intel- lectual sterility had produced another poct like Bret Harte, who wrote when adventure was careless and, ap- Kay and parently, limitless.
The modern poet is all .con- cerned with himself, and he considers himself imprisoned. Through the bars he grasps nt Savagery. He cannot sing, but groans to the beating of a tom- tom. Sex makes him writhe: he is obsessed by it and is un- happy.
POSSIBLY the air is our
salvation, rather than our dam. uation by bombs, In the alt there is still adventure, a sense of freedom and romance. May we not be due for a twentieth century Bret Harte who will catch our popular fancy with-
"I reside at Croydon Airdrome, and my name is Musing Mike; I'm a pretty good mechanic,
and I ride a motor-bike." Do you remember the original Truthful James who lived at Table Mountain? He was the reciter of plain language, and he wished to remark that for ways that are dark and for tricks that are vain the heathen Chince is peculiar.
That was a phrase which will live long. The people grabbed it, just as they grabbed Kipling's assertion that the Colonel's lady and Judy O'Grady were sisters
"To-day's Thought-- A TASTE for drawing rooms has spoiled more poets than ever did a taste for gutters.
-THOMAS BEER.
says
F. G. H. Salusbury
under their skins. Both have humour, perfect succinctness, and a swing.
Simplicity and song are the secret of the people's poets. They knew the simple emo- tions that are eternal, and they could put them into easily remembered rhythmical form.
Harte got his material and his knowledge of real men, women and children from the roaring, of California, mining days where he went in 1854. Those people and all others saw real He touched types in his verse. their hearts, and made eple jingles about homely heroes. Take this about the miner, Flynn of Virginia:-
Thar in the drift,
Back to the wall, He held the timbers
Ready to fait; Then in the darkness
I heard him call: "Run for your life, Jake! Run for your wife's sakel
Don't wait for me."
Yes, a jingle; but it comes It touches very near to tears. hearts and pride of comrade- ship. There are Flynns in every British colliery to-day.
THE man with the best claim to be England's own People's Poct ta, still, Thomas Hood-"I remember, I remember the housC where I was born."
He lived from 1700 to 1846—” m)- ways fil, suffering," poor," in debt; anxious for those dependent on him, but always cheerful, courage- ous and manfully independent."
When his "Song of the Shirt" appeared anonymously in "Punch"
་་
He knew how to reach the people's hearts.
at Christmas, 1843, it was learned by heart by the whole nation.
Work-work-twork!
Till the brain beping to swim; Work-work-work!
Till the eyes are heavy and dim? Scam, and gussel, and band,
Band, and gusset, and scam, Till over the buttons. I fall asleep.
And sew them on in my dream!
Hoo
OOD'S "Bridge of Blpha " was his greatest work. It was written shortly before he died, and Thackeray said that" he fell in the full blaze and fame of that great victory."
You may find yourself quoting it how without knowing:-"Alas for the rarity of Christian charity under the suni " That is Hood. For me its perfect phrase is "She stood, with amazement, homeless by night."
With amazement. This emotion is at the root of all social unrest- not resentment, not avarice, not class-hatred: just amazement at man's inhumanity to man." And that quotation is from Burns.
Robert Burns is still the voice of Scotland, Dying in 1708, at the age of thirty-seven, his life had been a hard, lusty, auffering, manly one: and his poems reflect his life. He was among the greatest poets of "his time all Scots will say he was
the greatest.
He heard Nature strike a chord, and he sang-" John Anderson, my Jo ""Green Krow the rushes, O The sweetest hours that e'er i
while, it is of interest to look IS YOUNG BRITAIN WAR-MINDED?
into the British figures, as it may
easily be that the facts revealed
are, in large measure, similar to
those which a local investigation WAR—A REFUGE
ac-
would disclose. It is shown that over sixty per cent. of the cidents under review happened bends
or straight roads or on
FOR COWARDS!
assed off a
Much interest has been shown in the article, "I Would Welcome War," by a Youth of 21, which appeared in tds page recently.
Below are other points of view en a subject that is much in the public mind at the present time.
Morcover, there is a much more powerful anti-war propagandist that should have shaken up "Twenty-one" 10 reality-the cinema:
WONT FIGHT- BUT I FEAR THE MOB
I challenge "Twenty-one" that there are thousands like himself, War is no subject to write about with one's tongue in one's cheek. To-day it is a dreadful possibility. If our leaders think that there are thousands ready and eager to be turned into cannon fodder ог death dealing
A..M.
Apent were spent among the lasses, 01.
"Is there for honest head, poverty that hangs his and that?"!.. "Wee, sleekit, beastic, oh, cowrin', tim'rous, what a panic's in thy breastlel" "Ye banks and braes o' bonnie Doon, how can ye bloom so fresh and fair?” "Scots who hac wi' Wallace bled and this, addressed to his
family:
To make a happy fireside chime
To weans and wife,
That's the true pathos and
sublime
Of human life.
I have not forgotten the Cotter's Saturday, Night, nor the magnifi- cent Tam O'Shanter: but the above echo most clearly in our cars.
DE BERANGER
whose life overlapped that of Burns, was the singer, above all, of Republican The Revolution made a France. deep impression on him; and, liv- ing under n Republic, an Emperor, or a King, his satire was always pointed in defence of democracy.
He was tried for having written immoral and seditious songs: he was imprisoned for his satire on the medievally gorgeous corona- tion of Charles X, but Franca took him to her bosom, and Louis XVIU said, "One cannot help forgiving the authors af the King of Yvetot a good deal."
This poem, a satire on the reign of Napoleon I, is best known, to us in
version. Thackeray's
One
verse:
If e'er lie went into cxcess.
'Ticus from a somewhat ire'r
thirst: But he toho could his subjects
Bless,
Odd'i shl-must
whistle frat;
10e! his:
And so from every cask they got. Our King did to himself alior
At least a pot.
Sing ho, ho, hol and he, he, he! That's the kind of King for me!
IN
LN England the name of
SEE a youth has been astute with sight lines; sixty per cent. enough to head an article "I occurred in light traffic; sixty Would Welcome War." knowing that per cent, happened in "built-up" such an attitude is contrary to general
opinion. areas, where the maximum speed
If, however, he is sincere, that allowed is 30 miles an hour.
youth is u coward-a miserable
A. B. Paterson is now unknown; in England, thought, you still hear talk Among the victims of these coward. He would like something
I saw a "war" picture the other "heroes" it might be. u dreadful of Adam Lindsey Gardon. Doth wrote of Australian bush-life. accidents nearly half the total forced on him to get him out of his
Gardon, English born, was the were pedestrians. As was to be present rut; he hasn't got the guts day. It did not show ghastly scenes of probability..
better poet. Paterson, Austra- expected, the overwhelming to find a way out himself. And the trench warfare and hand-to-hand
fact that his
ilan born, got closer, I think, majority of these accidents oc- the fontest honest Willow of fighting, but who did not gulp a lttle
of millions
when the young man who went away
Australians to the people; all PORN 1010, at the coming of a new curred in built-up areas, the decent living, hard-working folk is in all the vigour of glorious man-
used to have a verse of his on their scifishness.
hood returned to his sweetheart with D King new almost 20, I had no victims being mostly children lightly passed
Twenty-one" wants adventure crippled legs and a seared soul! For relatives in the forces of the Inst tongues. He loved men and horses, and persons over sixty years of
The chief causes were the and danger and romance there are myself, I put up a silent prayer that War, a war that is mostly a vague and never expressed himself more
But out of happily than when he wrote:-- uge. victims' disregard for traffic scores of ways he can get them. Lot such a scene would never be enacted shadow to my mind.
that shadow some memories stand. him take up rugger and get some of again.
And surely the thoroughbrid War nowadays is not a matter of Armistice celebrations. We came
horses when crossing the road, or their the idiocy kicked out of him; or box-
up from the country to see these. At
- Will rise up again and begin running out from behind or in ing and the adventure of taking professional armies, men puld and
It is ense a few stiff ones on the chin: or, if willing to fight.
of the station a weeping gir ticket-
Fresh races on far-away courses, front of vehicles which obscured he wants to be really tough and up nations rushing to aims to annihilate collector held out
Hands. helpless
And perhaps they might let me the traffic. It is further to date, let him seek the romance in each other. It is a case of happy Into them the throng pushed tickets;
slip it. revealed by the report all-in wresting. A bout or two of mothers, looking forward to seeing the eyes were blinded by tenrs. Her
Simplicity and song. Tom that bad weather condi- the latter would be a sure way of their sons take up their responsibi- beloved was dead. I remember my tions play a much smaller part securing the termination of his em- Titles in the world, turned into sad father's hand patting her shoulder. Moore's "nothing half so sweet in ployment with the Insurance office. eyed women of memories. It is a A bond of sympathy was there. His life as Love's young dream." Henry than опе would have ex- But war? 1, also, um 21, and that case of young wives waiting for the beloved, our mother, was dead too, Carcy's "Bally-She is the darling pected, 79 per cent. of is my one fear to-day. I can, thank awful telegram Intimating the death
enemy. cath swept down by another
of my heart, and she lives in our accidents having occurred in God, put myself in other people's of their loved one and heralding the disease, cancer.
alley." to follow. It is
My Further back still-1914.
There are some who have been of the immense tragedy of 1014. a case of children during hail, snow or rain, "Twenty-one" says he has read have never known a father. It is while only two per cent. scores of war books, and, Ignoring a case of men returning, horribly light dying from my father's col took place in fog or mist. So their fervid message, is jealous that malmed, and wishing
ades, hope, and sald something of waiting stood on the burning deck: Long- comrades, walung, maybe a
fellow with his village blacksmith, that obviously motorists can, and he la denied a similar opportunity to taken along with had been as the doctor, quenched the last faint Mrs. Hemans with her boy who
a year or more. do, exercise care under certain prove his worth. Surely he is And it is a case of a world gone mad y remember still a father's words, a mighty man (as I once heard a
uiterly lacking in what Wordsworth and a worse order following truly No. doctor, I will not circumstances.. The chief causes calls "the mightiest lever known to the whip exchanged for the scorpion. walt with her and the tile child say gleefully) with arms like German bands; and John Gay, That is what a slight use of the of futal driving necidents are the moral world"-Imagination. The
1010-A change wrought by mob author of the "Beggar's Opera, the suggestion. excessive speed in unfavourable message of these books is that while imagination will produce in
admiring the courage with which ordinary fellow.
Men all around "going whose 18th century ballad of Sweet
of the out."The_passiona
crowd
William's fotowell to Black-Eyed We have homes, loved ones, maybe rising. conditions, improper overtaking these millions died for what they
German fathera
called Busan ends with "Adieu! ahe cries, or cutting in, inattentiveness, believed to be the right (many did a sweetheart. Later on we might nasty names, German mothers and wav'd her Illy hand "-still oc- and lack of care when coming not know what they died for), the marry. Can wo not live that life in cursed. Ugly manufactured stories casionally heard "Farewell, she
"Irightfulness," rising to
erted, and waved her wooden lcg." from one road into another. In pity was that such courage should be neace? "War la holl," says the ex-
almost entirely useless. It only that Serviceman. Surely not even an crescendo of a hymn of hale. My short, the report seems to show same courage had been turned into Insurance man will take a chance on
But the most popular poet is un- own toy pistol fired every night in-- that?
known. Who wrote "Thirty days that most accidents are avolda different and less cruel channels!
(Continued ott Page 11.)
hath September, '.
cleur weather, 12.5 per cent. shoes sometimes, and realise a little years of lonelin rowing up WAD mother ill, a grave family doctor. parodied for popular immortality.
ble.
EO.
Page 20Page 21