Heine remarks with calculated naivete: "We little boys were greatly delighted at the old fellow, and trooped, yelling, after him until he was carried off to a madhouse." There is, by the way, much of the natural animal in "little boys." It takes years to make a fairly reasonable creature of a young human. For that reason many ignorant parents are foolishly distressed at juvenile displays of animalism, which are perfectly natural. ---- The same Heine, whose writings you ought not to neglect, describes beautifully a human menagerie. We'll quote that, and then let you off for the day. Heine was living in Paris in the forties, and used to visit a curious revolutionary freak named Ludwig Borne. Of this man's house Heine wrote: "I found in his salon such a menagerie of people as can hardly be found in the Jardin des Plantes (the Paris zoological garden). In the background several polar bears were crouching, who smoked and hardly ever spoke, except to growl out now and then a real fatherland 'Donnerwetter' in a deep bass voice. Near them was squatting a Polish wolf in a red cap, who occasionally yelped out a silly, wild remark in a hoarse tone. There, too, I found a French monkey, one of the most hideous creatures I ever saw; he kept up a series of grimaces, each of which seemed more lovely than the last," etc. If Heine's polar bears, wolf and monkey had studied themselves, as we advise you to study yourself, they might have escaped the sarcasm of the sharpest tongue ever born in or out of Germany. FROM MAMMOTHS TO MOSQUITOES --FROM MURDER TO HYPOCRISY You are standing with this writer on the edge of a stagnant pool in Northern Europe, fifty thousand years ago. The trees are strange, the life is strange. There are certain familiar things visible. For instance, on one side of the pool there is an angry mammoth, with long hair and long tusks. He is a huge, savage beast, monster of power with tiny, vicious eyes, and a curled trunk of unlimited force. You recognize his resemblance to the modern elephant, and you feel at home. In the middle of the pool, standing up to his waist in water, there is another queer creature. He has long, red hair, and through his lips you can see that in his rage he is grinding a large set of teeth with the canine incisors abnormally developed. He is a shaggy, savage-looking brute, with a bloody and an apprehensive eye. You will recognize him as a human being. As he stands in the pool there is a familiar slap of his right hand on the back of his left shoulder--he has killed a mosquito. That is the picture. We leave the mammoth, primitive man and the mosquito to settle their troubles. We call your attention to this. If you really witnessed that scene you would have undoubtedly said to the red-eyed savage in the pool: