Why is there no encouraging editorial on Art? Thirteen empty pages and not a word from the pen of the Art-sick Editor? Why was not the whole magazine a blank, or is only half of it to be devoted to art? What was the idea, for Art’s sake, in printing the frivolous caricatures of the Editor? Her ways of spending her leisure moments have scarcely enough of the universal to stimulate the artistic nature of the readers. I am glad, of course, that she has fudge for breakfast, but I am sorry for the thousands that go without bread. Hunger does not produce art nor does upbraiding.... In looking over the pictures I should judge that in comparison with others the Editor must be placed among the fortunate ones; the unhappiness she lays claim to must come from within her own nature. Again, for whom is _The Little Review_ published? For artists only, or for all people? I must admit that since I have known _The Little Review_—for more than a year—it has not always been artistic; many articles have been artificial only (for the simple reason that there are not enough real artists in the country to support such a venture). And as for the general run of readers, they want stories, that, whether artistic or not, have the ring of real life in them. There can be no art without social vision, and without definite ideas—progressive or retrogressive. If _The Little Review_ takes both of the ways, it can satisfy no class of readers. _Art has ever been the handmaid of oppression and superstition, even more than of progress: the church, by music, architecture, oratory, and pictures has held the minds of men enthralled._ It is sad to think how artists in the past have used their energies to perpetuate dreamy imaginations, things non-existent. It is painful to see the artists doing the same thing now. The free human intellect must and will develop the most beautiful art there has ever been, but not for Art’s sake,—_for truth’s sake and for humanity’s sake_. And if _The Little Review_ will take one of the ways, let her take the progressive one. I appeal to the Editor’s Art-sick heart to make more definite her policy; to look less on the empty form and more on the animating _truth_ which agrees with reality and life. Life is short. Don’t call on the artists already in the grave, but encourage the genius that lives now and may soon disappear without a chance of development and self-expression. Be sincere and please don’t pose. Don’t put Art in a frame and don’t “frame-up” artists.