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ADMINISTRATION OF A NEW ERA
PRESIDENT HARDING'S INAUGURAL ADDRESS, with a BRIEF
ACCOUNT of the PAST CAREERS and CHARACTERISTICS
of THE PRESIDENT, VICE-PRESIDENT, and THE
MEMBERS of the CABINET, to whose COL-
LECTIVE WISDOM THE POST-WAR
PROBLEMs of THE UNITED STATES
HAVE BEEN COMMITTED
FOR SOLUTION
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TOGETHER WITH
ILLUSTRATIONS SHOWING THE CABINET GROUP,
PRESIDENT, VICE-PRESIDENT, and
MEMBERS of the CABINET
PUBLISHED BY GEO. H. ELLIS CO. (INc.)
BOSTON, MASS.


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FRONTisPIECE PAGE
Picture of the President and Cabinet . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 2
For Eword . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 5
INAUGURAL AddREss of PRESIDENT WARREN G. HARDING . . . . . 7
THE PRESIDENT . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 15
Picture of the President . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 14
THE VICE-PRESIDENT . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 17
Picture of the Vice-President . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 19
CHARLEs Eva Ns HUGHES, SECRETARY OF STATE . . . . . . . . . 21
Picture of the Secretary of State . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 22
ANDREw W. MELLON, SECRETARY OF TREASURY . . . . . . . . . 24
Picture of the Secretary of Treasury . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 2.5
HARRY M. DAUGHERTY, Attorn EY-GENERAL . . . . . . . . . . . 27
Picture of the Attorney-General . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 28
Edwix DENBY, SECRETARY OF NAVY . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 29
Picture of the Secretary of Nary . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 30
HENRY CANTweli, WALLACE, SECRETARY OF AGRICULTURE . . . . .31 º
Picture of the Secretary of Agriculture . . . . . . . . . . . . . 32
JAMEs John DAvis, SECRETARY OF LABOR . . . . . . . . . . . . 3.5 sº
Picture of the Secretary of Labor . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 36 nG
HERBERT Hoover, SECRETARY OF COMMERCE . . . . . . . . . . . 37 º
Picture of the Secretary of Commerce . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 38
HUBERT Work, PostMAstER-GENERAL . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 41
Picture of the Postmaster-General . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 42
Jolix WINGATE WEEks, SECRETARY OF WAR . . . . . . . . . . . 44
Picture of the Secretary of War . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 45
ALBERT BAcox FALL, SECRETARY OF THE INTERIOR . . . . . . . . 48
Picture of the Secretary of the Interior . . . . . . . . . . . . . 47
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body and soul, to national defence. I can vision the ideal Republic,
where every man and woman is called under the flag for assignment
to duty for whatever service, military or civic, the individual is best
fitted; where we may call to universal service every plant, agency,
or facility, all in the sublime sacrifice for country, and not one penny
of war profit shall inure to the benefit of private individual, corpo-
ration, or combination, but all above the normal shall flow into the
defence chest of the Nation. There is something inherently wrong,
something out of accord with the ideals of representative democracy,
when one portion of our citizenship turns its activities to private gain
amid defensive war while another is fighting, sacrificing, or dying
for national preservation.
Out of such universal service will come a new unity of spirit and
purpose, a new confidence and consecration, which would make our
defence impregnable, our triumph assured. Then we should have
little or no disorganization of our economic, industrial, and commercial
systems at home, no staggering war debts, no swollen fortunes to flout
the sacrifices of our soldiers, no excuse for sedition, no pitiable slack-
erism, no outrage of treason. Envy and jealousy would have no soil
for their menacing development, and revolution would be without
the passion which engenders it.
A regret for the mistakes of yesterday must not, however, blind
us to the tasks of to-day. War never left such an aftermath. There
has been staggering loss of life and measureless wastage of materials.
Nations are still groping for return to stable ways. Discouraging
indebtedness confronts us like all the war-torn nations, and these
obligations must be provided for. No civilization can survive
repudiation.
We can reduce the abnormal expenditures, and we will. We can
strike at war taxation, and we must. We must face the grim necessity,
with full knowledge that the task is to be solved, and we must proceed
with a full realization that no statute enacted by man can repeal the
inexorable laws of nature. Our most dangerous tendency is to ex-
pect too much of government, and at the same time do for it too little.
We contemplate the immediate task of putting our public household
in order. We need a rigid and yet sane economy, combined with fiscal
justice, and it must be attended by individual prudence and thrift,
which are so essential to this trying hour and reassuring for the future.
The business world reflects the disturbance of war's reaction.
Herein flows the lifeblood of material existence. The economic
mechanism is intricate and its parts interdependent, and has suffered
the shocks and jars incident to abnormal demands, credit inflations,
and price upheavals. The normal balances have been impaired, the
channels of distribution have been clogged, the relations of labor and
management have been strained. We must seek the readjustment
with care and courage. Our people must give and take. Prices must
reflect the receding fever of war activities. Perhaps we never shall
know the old levels of wage again, because war invariably readjusts
compensations, and the necessaries of life will show their inseparable
relationship, but we must strive for normalcy to reach stability. All
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the penalties will not be light, nor evenly distributed. There is no
way of making them so. There is no instant step from disorder to
order. We must face a condition of grim reality, charge off our losses,
and start afresh. It is the oldest lesson of civilization. I would like
government to do all it can to mitigate; then, in understanding, in
mutuality of interest, in concern for the common good, our tasks will
be solved. No altered system will work a miracle. Any wild experi-
ment will only add to the confusion. Our best assurance lies in effi-
cient administration of our proven system.
The forward course of the business cycle is unmistakable. Peoples
are turning from destruction to production. Industry has sensed
the changed order and our own people are turning to resume their
normal, onward way. The call is for productive America to go on.
I know that Congress and the Administration will favor every wise
Government policy to aid the resumption and encourage continued
progress.
I speak for administrative efficiency, for lightened tax burdens, for
sound commercial practices, for adequate credit facilities, for sympa-
thetic concern for all agricultural problems, for the omission of un-
necessary interference of Government with business, for an end to
Government's experiment in business, and for more efficient business
in Government administration. With all of this must attend a mind-
fulness of the human side of all activities, so that social, industrial,
and economic justice will be squared with the purposes of a righteous
people.
With the nation-wide induction of womanhood into our political
life, we may count upon her intuitions, her refinements, her intelli-
gence, and her influence to exalt the social order. We count upon
her exercise of the full privileges and the performance of the duties of
citizenship to speed the attainment of the highest state.
I wish for an America no less alert in guarding against dangers
from within than it is watchful against enemies from without. Our
fundamental law recognizes no class, no group, no section; there must
be none in legislation or administration. The supreme inspiration
is the common weal. Humanity hungers for international peace,
and we crave it with all mankind. My most reverent prayer for
America is for industrial peace, with its rewards, widely and generally
distributed, amid the inspirations of equal opportunity. No one
justly may deny the equality of opportunity which made us what we
are. We have mistaken unpreparedness to embrace it to be a chal-
lenge of the reality, and due concern for making all citizens fit for
participation will give added strength of citizenship and magnify our
achievement.
If revolution insists upon overturning established order, let other
peoples make the tragic experiment. There is no place for it in
America. When world war threatened civilization we pledged our re-
sources and our lives to its preservation, and when revolution threat-
ens we unfurl the flag of law and order and renew our consecration.
Ours is a constitutional freedom where the popular will is the law su-
preme and minorities are sacredly protected. Our revisions, reforma-
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tions, and evolutions reflect a deliberate judgment and an orderly
progress, and we mean to cure our ills, but never destroy or permit
destruction by force.
I had rather submit our industrial controversies to the conference
table in advance than to a settlement table after conflict and suffering.
The earth is thirsting for the cup of good-will, understanding is its
fountain-source. I would like to acclaim an era of good-feeling amid
dependable prosperity and all the blessings which attend.
It has been proved again and again that we cannot, while throwing
our markets open to the world, maintain American standards of living
and opportunity, and hold our industrial eminence, in such unequal
competition. There is a luring fallacy in the theory of banished
barriers of trade, but preserved American standards require our higher
production costs to be reflected in our tariffs on imports. To-day,
as never before, when peoples are seeking trade restoration and ex-
pansion, we must adjust our tariffs to the new order. We seek parti-
cipation in the world's exchanges, because therein lies our way to
widened influence and the triumphs of peace. We know full well we
cannot sell where we do not buy, and we cannot sell successfully where
we do not carry. Opportunity is calling not alone for the restoration,
but for a new era in production, transportation, and trade. We shall
answer it best by meeting the demand of a surpassing home market,
by promoting self-reliance in production, and by bidding enterprise,
genius, and efficiency to carry our cargoes in American bottoms to
the marts of the world.
We would not have an America living within and for herself alone,
but we would have her self-reliant, independent, and ever nobler,
stronger, and richer. Believing in our higher standards, reared
through constitutional liberty and maintained opportunity, we invite
the world to the same heights. But pride in things wrought is no
reflex of a completed task. Common welfare is the goal of our na-
tional endeavor. Wealth is not inimical to welfare; it ought to be
its friendliest agency. There never can be equality of rewards or
possessions so long as the human plan contains varied talents and
differing degrees of industry and thrift, but ours ought to be a country
free from great blotches of distressed poverty. We ought to find a
way to guard against the perils and penalties of unemployment. We
want an America of homes, illumined with hope and happiness, where
mothers, freed from the necessity for long hours of toil beyond their
own doors, may preside as befits the hearthstone of American citizen-
ship. We want the cradle of American childhood rocked under
conditions so wholesome and so hopeful that no blight may touch it
in its development, and we want to provide that no selfish interest,
no material necessity, no lack of opportunity shall prevent the gaining
of that education so essential to best citizenship.
There is no short cut to the making of these ideals into glad realities.
The world has witnessed again and again the futility and the mischief
of ill-considered remedies for social and economic disorders. But we
are mindful to-day as never before of the friction of modern industrial-
ism, and we must learn its causes and reduce its evil consequences by
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herited. The doctor's office is simply furnished. There's linoleum
on the floor, a rocking-chair in the window, more or less litter over
his desk, and on the walls a picture of Betsy Ross, Lincoln, and
the doctor's President son. A slate and pencil hang near the door
in case a patient desires to leave a message during the doctor's ab-
sence. In speaking of automobiles, the doctor was wont to say:
“I had two—one ran into a wire fence trying to dodge a load of hay,
and the other had a meaner disposition than any balky horse I have
ever known. No, I like to walk or ride behind a horse,” and so the
doctor's horse and buggy have long been a familiar sight about
Marion.
In the doctor's modest home at Blooming Grove, November
2, 1865, was born Warren G. Harding, the seventh Presidential
nominee to be born in the State of Ohio. Until his fourteenth
year Warren Harding lived and worked on his father's farm and
attended the country school. Every phase of farm life became
to him an open book, and when he later became printer and jour-
nalist he had that ruggedness which comes from close contact with
the invigorating heart of old nature. He graduated from the Ohio
Central College in 1882, having paid his way through the institution
by such strenuous jobs as digging potatoes, cutting corn, harvesting
hay, making roads, painting barns, teaching school, and learned
printing in a country newspaper office. Two years after his graduation
his father moved to Marion, Ohio, and bought for his son an interest
in the Marion Daily Star, the paper still owned and edited by Presi-
dent Harding.
In 1889 Harding became a state Senator, having early become
interested in politics. He was in turn elected a member of the
seventy-fifth and seventy-sixth Ohio General Assemblies from the
Thirteenth District from 1899 to 1903; he served the State as
Lieutenant-Governor in 1904–05; and in 1914 he was elected to
the United States Senate by a majority of more than a hundred
thousand. For years he was an able lieutenant in the political
régime of Senator Foraker and imbibed his knowledge of politics
and needs of the country from the same sources and under the
same inspiration as did our late President William McKinley.
While a stanch upholder of party government, he is a firm be-
liever in popular government, but has always been on domestic
issues a constructive conservative, believing in the utmost freedom
of discussion and free speech, save where free speech becomes treason-
able and discussion takes on the guise of the instigation of violence.
“I like to think that we in the United States of America have come
nearer to establishing a dependable popular government than any
other people in the world,” he said in a pre-convention address before
the Home Market Club of Boston, when he and Vice-President
Coolidge spoke from the same platform. “Let us cling to the things
which made us what we are. Yet America has just begun. It is
only morning in our national life. I believe there is a destiny for
this Republic; that we are called to the inheritance and are going
on to its fulfilment. Let us have our faces to the front. Let us
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est enterprises were brought to him on paper and he risked his own
money to promote them because he was able to see their possibilities,
illustrates the far-sighted vision of the man. It is this vision coupled
with his remarkable administrative ability that accounts for his
financial success. Capital never saw any commercial possibilities in
carborundum until he led the way.
Though far removed from the realm of the wage-earners, Mr.
Mellon has an intense interest in their welfare, and often has inter-
vened in their behalf when capital has sought to oppress them. It
is characteristic of him that, though he is a “philanthropist of the
first water,” few know of his numerous benefactions, which include
millions given to charity and education. He has given large sums to
the University of Pittsburgh, of which he is a graduate. He and his
brother established the Mellon Institute in connection with the
University of Pennsylvania, where young men may receive assistance
in working out new ideas in the industrial field.
Although sixty-eight years of age, Mr. Mellon possesses an energy
and a vigor which many a younger man might envy. His splendid
health has been attributed partly to horseback-riding, which has been
his lifelong recreation. Within the last two years he has taken up
golf and has developed considerable enthusiasm for it. He cares
nothing for fashionable society, and though a member of numerous
clubs, it is said that he rarely uses them except for an occasional
lunch or dinner.
During the war Mr. Mellon practically withdrew from his business
activities, that he might devote himself to war work. The Mellon
National Bank bought more Liberty and Allied bonds than any
other bank in the country. When appealed to for aid in the War
Savings campaign, Mr. Mellon turned over a whole bank building
for use in the work. On one occasion when the late Champ Clark
and Myron T. Herrick went to Pittsburgh to assist in the campaign,
Mr. Mellon was urged to march in the street parade. Having all
his life shrunk from publicity of every sort, he naturally demurred,
but when it was impressed upon him that it would help to make the
thing a success, he said, “Very well, I'll march.” And he did, every
step of the seven miles, on foot! Not long after that, when the
question arose as to who should be chairman of the organization
which had been formed of the various societies in the city, all—“Prot-
estant and Catholic, Jew and Gentile, barber and banker”—cried
“...Andrew W. Mellon!” No one worried after that about the suc-
cess of the campaign. Even when the organization was $20,000,000
shy of its quota, one of the directors said: “Don’t worry about that.
Mellon will take it.” And Mellon did.
The attention not only of this country but of almost the entire
world is directed upon the new Administration, and many are won-
dering if there is any one capable of undertaking the financial prob-
lems which confront it. Those who know Andrew W. Mellon, how-
ever, will say: “Don’t worry about that. Mellon will do it.” And
it is a pretty safe guess that Mellon will!
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single-handed, he landed the nomination for Mr. Harding. When
the deadlock came and a group of men, weary and red-eyed from loss
of sleep, were closeted in conference in a hot, stuffy room, Mr.
Daugherty calmly brought his carefully laid plans to a head, and
while the Convention was held up, and worn telegraph editors on
the big newspapers throughout the country watched hour after hour
for the final word from Chicago, the delegates got together and the
nomination for Mr. Harding was put through.
In the stress and anxiety of this strenuous campaign Mr. Daugherty
still found time for flying trips back to Columbus to see “the sweet-
est woman in the world.” This “sweetest woman” is Mrs. Daugh-
erty, the frail little invalid wife who has not walked for fifteen years,
as a result of rheumatism, and Mr. Daugherty's greatest ambition,
which he places above Cabinet appointments and political conquests,
is to see her restored to health.
EDWIN DENBY
Secretary of Navy
“Ed, you're too old. You're too heavy and you’ve got a wife.
What's more, you'll be a private and that means work and lots of
it. I advise you not to enlist.” So spoke the recruiting officer to
Edwin Denby of Detroit, when the latter sought to enter the United
States Marine Corps the week after this country declared war on
Germany. But the reply did not shake Mr. Denby's determination
to serve his country in its hour of need. Moreover, as he explained
to the officer, he was not looking for a commission or a soft berth.
He had been in the habit of doing what he believed to be his duty.
He would do it now, and he did! Though a married man, over
weight and many years over age, he succeeded in obtaining waivers
from Washington, and in April, Private Edwin Denby, United States
Marine Corps, saluted the Stars and Stripes and with raised hand
took the oath of allegiance with the other “rookies.” A few pas-
sers-by stopped to view the ceremony with idle curiosity, but in the
background a sweet-faced little woman in blue and gray watched
every detail with eager interest, a brave smile on her lips, but with
tears in her eyes. At her side, little Edwin, Jr., thrilled by the glory
of it all, threw back his shoulders and proudly declared that he
might go with papa some day.
Edwin Denby did not remain a private long. Soon after his
arrival at Paris Island he became a corporal and two months later
was promoted to the rank of sergeant, making a splendid record as
a drill-master to the sixty thousand recruits who passed through
Paris Island on their way to France. Early in 1918 he was made a
second lieutenant, and not long after received his commission as first
lieutenant and then as captain. In the summer while he was in
France with the Marines he was promoted to the rank of major.
Each of these promotions came as a result of his ability and his de-
termination to succeed. In the spring of 1919 Major Denby received
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publication, but was made a weekly the following year, and when
“Uncle Henry” died in 1916, it had become one of the leading
agricultural papers in the United States. It is now edited by
Henry A. Wallace, the oldest son of the Secretary.
The Wallace family has always taken a prominent part in all
work which aimed to promote the farm interests of the State. For
seventeen years Mr. Wallace has been Secretary of the Corn Belt
Meat Producers’ Association, which is said to be the most active
guardian of livestock feeders' interests in the Middle West. In
addition to his work as editor of the farm paper, Mr. Wallace has
always kept in active touch with farm life and farm problems.
During the war when there was a milk shortage at the hospital at
Camp Dodge, the two Wallace farms north of Des Moines were
devoted almost entirely to dairying and were able to supply high-
class milk for the base hospital. During the war Henry C. was at
the head of the Y. M. C. A. work in Iowa, while his brother John P.
was the Red Cross leader for the state.
Mr. Wallace is admirably fitted for his duties as Secretary of
Agriculture. Few men possess a broader or more practical knowledge
of agricultural problems. Moreover, he understands the heart of
the American farmer and realizes his true importance to the future
prosperity not only of this country but of the world,—an importance
which has been expressed in the following poem:-
THE FARMER
BY BERTON BRALEY
(Country Gentleman, December 25, 1915)
When all the songs of labor have been sung—
Full of the clang of steel, the throb of steam,
The clatter of hammers where is flung
The fine-spun bridge across the roaring stream;
When all the chants of labor have been said,
Deep-throated chants from mighty bosoms hurled—
Mine is the chant of chants, the Song of Bread—
I am the Master, for I feed the World!
The toilers of the factories and mines,
The workers of the rivers and the seas,
The heavy-muscled hewers of the pines,
The idlers, 'mid their unearned luxuries—
At last must look to me—aye, one and all!
Without me, armies fail and flags are furled;
Without me, Kingdoms die and Empires fall–
I am the Master, for I feed the World!
Beneath the blazing sun I do my toil
With straining back and overburdened thews,
Sowing the seed and reaping from the soil
The corn and wheat and rice that men must use.
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down the rebellion. His life was in constant danger. On one occa-
sion a shell burst in the house where he and his wife were living. His
fortune was wiped out at this time, and his position as director of
mines became an empty title. After the lifting of the siege he joined
the correspondents and went with them into Peking. Finally he
went to London where he became a partner in the engineering firm
of Berwick, Moreing & Company. It was characteristic of him that
when a financial partner defaulted with over a million dollars’ loss
to the company he assured all those involved that they would be
paid every shilling, although the firm could not have been held
legally responsible for much of it. It took several years to work out
of the tangle, but he saw it through. From that time on he received
commissions to organize and direct properties all over the world,
from Burma to Mexico and Australia, and from Russia to Central
and South America.
When the war broke out in 1914 Mr. Hoover happened to be in
London, and was called upon by the American Consul-General to
help rescue the thousands of helpless tourists who were stranded
there. He set about the task with the energy and ability which
characterized all of his war activities. He next undertook the care
of the Belgian refugees who flocked to England after the invasion
of their country, and then set out for Belgium itself to relieve the
stricken sufferers in the devastated area. What he accomplished
there is almost miraculous. A large number of Americans seem to
think his war activities were limited to his service as United States
Food Administrator. In an article in the Woman's Home Com-
panion, Charlotte Kellogg, who was a member of Mr. Hoover's
commission abroad, tells of the amazement of a little Belgian woman
when she discovered that a group of women with whom she was
talking in New York did not know of Hoover's intervention on
behalf of the lace-makers in Belgium,_how he had brought about
a seemingly impossible agreement between the Central Powers and
the Allies, whereby he was allowed to bring thread to the workers
and carry out an equivalent weight in lace which was sold in Allied
and neutral countries and the money turned over to the lace com-
mittee for the workers, forty-five thousand pale-faced young women
who were thus kept alive inside the death ring.
“Yes,” the little lace-maker explained, “it was Mr. Hoover who
brought us the thread. He broke a door through our prison wall.
He brought us our thread; he brought our bread; he brought us
your sympathy which was more than bread. Mr. Hoover saved
us—I thought everybody in America knew.”
It is hardly to be wondered at that when the Somme offensive was
on, and the Germans, infuriated probably by their failure to check
the attack of the Allied airmen who were hovering above the city
of Brussels, turned their guns upon the helpless populace, a terror-
stricken Belgian woman, escaping from the ruins and death on every
side of her, rushed through the bursting bombs to the house where
Mrs. Kellogg was living, and gasped: “Mr. Hoover! I've come for
Mr. Hoover! Oh, tell him to stop them—he will stop them!” It
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Mr. Brady is the son of the late Culberson Brady, whose farm
joined that of Dr. Work's father near Marion Center, Pennsylvania.
Mr. Brady left Pennsylvania nearly forty years ago. He is now a
merchant at Eden, Sweetwater County, Wyoming, and the small
post-office, paying $99 per year, is located in this store.
Colonel Work was married to Laura M. Arbuckle of Madison,
Indiana, in 1887. There are two sons and a daughter. One son,
Dr. Philip Work, who was graduated from the University of Pennsyl-
vania in 1913, is now in charge of the Woodcroft Hospital, for mental
and nervous diseases, at Pueblo, Colorado, which was established
by his father.
Mrs. A. W. Bissell, the daughter, lives in Chicago, Illinois. Robert,
the youngest son, has recently graduated from the University of
Colorado as a construction engineer, and he will be associated with
the California and Nevada Power and Light Company with head-
quarters at San Francisco, California. -
Dr. Work's policy as Postmaster-General, as expressed in one of
the first addresses made before the National Welfare Council, shows
the kindliness of his nature as well as the purpose he has in the man-
agement of the Post-Office Department.
“‘Welfare,’ ” said he, “to turn it around again, I suppose is in-
tended to express the hope that you may ‘fare well.’ I hope that you
men in this organization, and those you represent, may fare well in
the postal service, and it is my disposition and it will be my effort
to do everything I can to see that the postal employees shall fare
well as we go along together.
“A morning paper attempted a little joke on my name. It con-
tained an article in which it said that the ‘humanizing' of the post-
office had been turned to ‘workizing’ the post-office. Apparently
they thought, as a pleasantry, that it was rather catchy. It is not a
joke.” “Humanizing” and “workizing” are the ability to work and
the opportunity to work,+the very fundamentals of existence.
There can be no citizenry—using the word in its highest sense—
except for those who work.
JOHN WINGATE WEEKS
Secretary of War
He is a big man, physically as well as mentally. He measures six
feet, one inch in height, weighs over two hundred and fifty pounds,
and has a physical strength and vigor which are to be envied. It is
said that when he was a cadet at the Annapolis Naval Academy he
could put up a 112-pound dumbbell with his right hand, then kneel
on one leg and lift an 87-pound dumbbell with his left hand and slowly
put it over his head. He was also able to heave into the air 199
pounds, lower it to his shoulders, and then raise it again, arm high.
His most spectacular feat, however, and one which attracted con-
siderable attention in Washington, was when, as chairman of the
House Committee on Post-offices and Post Roads in the Sixty-first
Congress he brought in a bill involving annual appropriations of
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It is said of him that “his convictions, sincerely entertained and
courageously expressed, are not reactionary, but truly progressive,
and his statesmanship is all the broader and more inspiring because
practical and possessing the dominant quality of common sense.”
Mr. Weeks is a home lover and the type of man to whom private
life holds great attraction, but he has entered upon a public career,
and, true to his instincts and his training as an Annapolis man, he
will “never desert the ship, nor haul down the flag under fire.”
ALBERT BACON FALI,
Secretary of the Interior
He comes from the land of broad “mesas” and majestic mountain
ranges, where the immense stretches of country seem actually to
impart a breadth of mental vision. Among his qualifications for the
position of Secretary of the Interior is his knowledge of various
affairs within the country, a knowledge which may be described as
both keen and far-reaching. It has been said that:—
“He knows how to operate a reaper.
“He knows how to apply a hickory rod to an obstinate schoolboy.
“He knows how to rope a steer.
“He knows how to address a jury.
“He knows how to run a drill in a mine.
“He knows how to command soldiers.”
Moreover he has learned these things from actual experience.
Albert Bacon Fall was born at Frankfort, Kentucky, in 1861, but
he went West at an early age, making his home for a time in Texas
and later in New Mexico. He was educated in the country schools
and has also taught them. During this period he utilized his spare
moments in reading law, and in 1889 he commenced his practice as
a lawyer, specializing later in Mexican law. He has worked as
farmer, ranchman, and miner in the great Southwest. During the
Spanish-American War he served as captain of Company H, First
Territorial Volunteer Infantry.
Mr. Fall has served as Associate Justice of the Supreme Court of
New Mexico, has twice been Attorney-General of the State, and was
also a member of the State's constitutional convention. He served
several times as a member of the New Mexico Legislature, and in
1912 was sent to the United States Senate. He was re-elected in
1913 for the term ending 1919 and was again re-elected in November,
1918, for the term ending 1925. His victory in the last election was
saddened by the loss of a son and a daughter, both victims of
influenza.
Near Three Rivers, New Mexico, is the large ranch where Mr. Fall
has been engaged in farming and stock-raising. He is able to speak
and write the Spanish language fluently and has an intimate knowl-
edge of the Mexican people and that mysterious land of “mafiana.”
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