FROM OUR OWN "NEW YORK SUN"
Fortunate is Mrs. Jane Welsh Carlyle to have escaped with her life, though if she had not, no American worthy of the traditions of Washington could simulate acute sorrow. Mr. Carlyle, wearied of the dilatory methods of the Bakerian War Department, properly took the law into his own strong hands.
The argument that resulted in the teacup's leaving Mr. Carlyle's hands was common in most households. It transpires that Mrs. Carlyle, with a Bolshevistic tendency that makes patriots wonder what the Department of Justice—to borrow a phrase from a newspaper cartoonist—thinks about, had been championing the British-Wilson League of Nations, that league which will make ironically true our "E Pluribus Unum"—one of many. Repeated efforts by Mr. Carlyle, in appeals to the Department of Justice, the Military Intelligence Division, and the City Government, were of no avail. And so Mr. Carlyle, like the red-blooded American he is, did what the authorities should have saved him the embarrassing trouble of doing.