The Times from Shreveport, Louisiana on December 23, 1916 · Page 15
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The Times from Shreveport, Louisiana · Page 15

Shreveport, Louisiana
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Saturday, December 23, 1916
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Educate Yourself Not to Die! The Revival gf Romance for Mme. Fremstad Five Years After the Unhappy Conclusion of Her First Marriage and Her Determination Ever After to Remain Single the Famous Opera Singer Has Restored Her Ideals Through Her Recent Union With a Noted Musician. Tlf X rifi Ty.YY nx By permitting itself to be led away from Youth. Old Age is the jest of Death President D. W. Starrett, P. H. I., Asserts He Has Discovered That Mental Healing, Properly Applied, Will Keep the Machinery of Life in Repair and Good Working Order Practically forever. IS there any necessity for limiting human life to three 6Core years aud ten? For the affirmative, King David. For the negative, Chauncey M. Depew. David died la the early seventies. Depew, who is bUU going strong at elghty-4hree, told the Now York Academy of Medicine the other night that the Idea expressed In the Nineteenth Psalm had killed more people than war. "People think they ought to die it such an age and do," he declared. "Don't do it. Don't retire at seventy. Keep on going, Have an interest in life." "Well, if it la not necessary to be old at seventy, when is It necessary? Eighty? Ninety? One hundred and seventy? Mr. Depew didn't say; but a book has been published recently which claims that it is equally un-icientiQc to think that death is necessary at any age. "Old age is a preventable disease. Death is foolish and unnecessary. Scl- ence, not mere faith, has found the way to overcome it, and the whole world will soon be living in perpetual youth. Childbirth Is only a temporary Institution devised to fill the gap caused by death. With death gone, that too will be unnecessary, but marriage and love will continue on a higher basis." So says this remarkable volume, "The Last Lap; or. Outside Intelligence Explained," by D. W. Starrett, President of the Perpetual Health Institute, and writer of other books on mental therapeutics. Shermani French & Company of Boston are the publishers. By CHARLES W. WOOD. Mind, soul, spirit, says the author of "The Last Gap," are all one. And they are all physical. He has located the human mind, he says; at least, ifdas traced it all the way back to the Infinite, and he finds that it is not i a single intelligence, but a wonderful, democratic community of intelligence. To go to the brain to find the one Ego or Ruler, he says, would be like going to Washington to have a talk with "Uncle Sam." Yet there is an "Uncle Sam," a collective mind of the. United States, which could make itself known even if the President and the whole administration were suddenly assassinated. So man exhibits intelligence even when his brain is not . on the job. Why don t you ran out or Dca ai night? Children have to be fenced in their cribs. Why isn't the same pre-taution necessary with an adult? Be-:ause somebody is on guard, somebody who Is not on guard over the child. You can eat a seven-course dinner, roll a cigarette, walk down Broadway or shave yourself all intricate and some hazardous operations without giving them a single conscious thought. Explain it. You had to be educated to do these things. But what does that mean? Does it mean that they were done "Without orders from anywhere? On the contrary, you know that there wefe orders all along the line. You gave some of them. Who gave the others? You had a mind to cross the street once, but decided not to. Why didn't you cross? What happened in the interval you were deliberating? Here Is Mr. Starrett's explanation, an ex- planation which seems utterly reasonable, but one which you will have, to watch closely, or you will find it is baaing hi lu. " " " J You are not simply an individual. Starrett crosses swords with the You are a community. Every act, psychics. He accepts "automatic writ-voluntary or involuntary, is the ap- ing" as a fact. He denies that it is a "ion r&i f&ifcr es d ca ca sff El CTARE fixedly a the back you will almost surely plication of force of intelligence. The Intelligence is within the entity that acts, but it is always a collective in- j telligence. Your body and brain are I composed of inanimate machinery and myriads of intelligent cells. These cells are often Ignorant, but that Is only another way of saying that their Intelligence is low. When you have conflicting desires, it means that your cells disagree. Some want one thing, some another. The majority wins unless it is too dull to carry Its point against a more Intelligent, and consequently more powerful, minority. There is a good administration in your body-city just in so far as the cells are trained to act for the common good. Education, culture, the attainment of the highest life means nothing but this overcoming the desires of the merely animal cells by the human cells. For the human cells, according to this writer, are those in-noculated into man when the Creator "breathed into him the breath of life." Man is descended from the lowest brute. But he was also created, ac- cording to the Biblical story. Biologl- YE think it natural y to walk, but babies can't do it until they're taught." cally, he has lived on earth millions of years. Humanly, he has been here only 6,000. He Is a part animal, part divine. His history, so far, has been a struggle to overcome the brute. Life, he points out, is the application of force to matter through "activity" and "directivity." Activity comes from within, directivity from above. When both forces are perfectly applied comes perfect self-government, perfect self-control. To attain normal life one must see to it that the so-called sub-conscious and unconscious activities are correctly applied. And riKht here is his bie noint. Other thlngg bejng equal we vm Mt a(J we nave bcen ia the hablt of acUng. That applies to each cell as well. Neither a cell, an individual or a world will act on an intelligent schedule until, through habit, the schedule becomes second nature. The heart of a man beats so often because the cells have become accustomed to the pace. It is puy8lcany possible for them to work on another schedule; and one man, says Mr. Starrett, discovered a way to make them do so. But he was too enthusiastic, and wondered if he could make them stop altogether. He suc- ceede(j an(j died, and the world lost his great secrct. It follows that this education of cells, this changing of the schedule, must come from a teacher. We think it natural to walk, but babies can't do it until they are taught. Talking is even more to the point. Any small group of persons cut off for a great length of time from civilization will revert to savagery. Their speech will deteriorate. In time they will barely chatter. Back to nature is back to death. A hand or an arm, left to govern itself will deteriorate in much the of a man's head in church, and cause him to turn around." case of control by a disembodied spirit. In automatic writing, he says, the brain absconds and lets the arm think for itself. All nerves are but an extension of the brain and the arm is full of intelligent cells. They act and think in the way they have been In the habit of thinking. Then they begin to deteriorate. At first tho messages written are generally up to the standard. They usually become pessimistic and full of forebodings. Forming the habit of writing on its own accord, the arm' wants to continue. So It twitches and writhes and the poor, ignorant brain thinks a ghost is inv patient to get hold of it. What the nana traniinits, says Mr. Starrett, depends on what It receives, which brings us to the second fundamental theory the book is designed to expound the transmission of thought to the cells. This, too, he maintains, Is a purely physical process. Thought- waves can be photographed. They are electro-magnetic, travelling with the speed of light, 186,380 miles per second. The human cells contain the physical apparatus necessary both for the transmission and receiving of these purely physical messages. The thoughts sent out from anywhere reach everywhere and the instrument sensitized to receive it may receive it, anywhere in the world. "Spirit" messages gcnerallj, he says, have their source in the minds of the sitters. Thinking is the process of working up a physical impression into a conscious judgment. An object appears before the eye. The light strikes it. The shadow makes an impression which is carried to the pupil of the eye, thence to the crystalline lens, thence through the vitreous humor to the optic nerve, along the nerve to the cuncous area of the brain, then to ' the object-seeing department. Sight is accomplished here but thought has Just begun. ! While this is going on, similarly In-' volved processes, starting with the , ears, nose, tongue and hands, may also j be taking place. Then all the impres-I sions are forwarded to the pre-frontal 'area for judgment. In this section of the brain all the cells of the body are j represented. It Is not in itself the hu-man mind any more than Washington Is the United States. But this area j may be called the Capital of the Mind. All the impressions are examined and 'arguments start, pro and con. .If the object seen was a saloon sign, for In- stance, one can imagine the nature of the discussion. But thought' has not yet been completed. Whatever the decision is regarding the object, orders are forwarded to the cerebellum to make the proper connections with the throat, that the decision may be expressed in sound. If there are any objections, they must be heard at once. The impression is then forwarded to Borca's area, where the cells know all tho words that are known. The right words are selected here and shipped to the throat. But thought has not yet been completed. The purpose of sending the bundle to the throat Is not merely to let the outside world know what this particular eye has found. It ia that the throat may tell all the cells In the body. The throat's sound may be inaudible but it is a necessary factor in thinking. Remove the thyroid glands and idiocy follows. An idiot, says the author, quoting Campbell's "Surgical Anatomy," may have a perfect brain, but no instrument with which to pronounce words. And what has this to do with living forever? In the first place, according to the author, it is an explanation of how life goes on. Mental healing has been practised for the most part by those who have disregarded anatomy and consequently the fundamental laws of life. As long as we think of the mind or the soul as immaterial, so long will be unable to make it work efficiently. But when we know that a thought transference is no more of a mystery than wireless communication, we can begin to make connections directly with the cells that need instruction. We can, give orders to our so-called involuntary organs, and we can just as easily send similar orders to our friends on the other side Lewis ydramarc by iora!i Meade. OF course, since you cannot foresee w here romance may trip you up, setting your face against it is but tempting fate. Take the case of Mme. Olive Fremstad. "Loneliness!" said Mme. Fremstad "Ah! I hate it, exchange it for its substitutes." That was in September, 1915, before she had met Harry Lewis Brainarl Now she is his wife. By all the laws of probability these two should have met many year before. He is a composer, sought by all the leading singers in his capacity either of accompanist or coach. And she is his ideal artist. V The apotheosis of the Wagner heroine, physically and vocally perfect, the greatest singer on the operatic stage, one of the greatest tragedienne on any! so he had raved about her for years, ami for years he had attende I her every performance. During all the seasons of her connection with the Metropolitan Opera House he had never missed a single one of her appearances. To have done so would have seemed to him as great a crime of omission as any ever inveigheJ against in the pulpit. And yet, try as he would through mutual friends, he could never meet her Fpr of all elusive people Olive Fremstad was the most elusive. For years she had lived practically in Bolitude. ITH the first sounds of the opening music season, Olive Fremstad would slip into New York, but people knew of it only at the announcement of her first appearance. Few ever saw her except personal friends, and those only at long intervals. She had no "views" to give the public press, no time to give to public functions, no energy to give to private entertainments. "What is there for me," she would say, "after a 'Goetterdaemmerung' or a 'Tristan and Isolde' performance but to go home alone and to loneliness, to pace the floor hour after h.ur? The amusements on which other singers spend their time and money have no attraction for me." And with the first spring buds she was gone trom New York tt her home in the Maine woods. Chopping down trees that obstructed her view, clearing off underbrush that threatened to intrude on her grounds, tramping the woods in the teeth of a strong gale these were her favorite pastimes, shared with few or none. For there is something of the fibre of the giantess in Olive Fremstad, and when she feels it is with the torce of a high spring tide which sweeps all obstacles before it, breaks down all barriers in its way and then withdraws, leaving desolation behind it. As is the of the globe. We have waves at our disposal which travel 186,380 miles per second, sent on their journey by the percussion of sound. Lach person has the apparatus for bending and receiving these two kinds of messages if he will but develop them. It is the application of ''Ouiside Intelligence," or "directivity," to the activity inherent in all life. There is no more reason why a person should srrow old and die than there is for a city to grow old and die. Cities have died when the food supply was cut off and the individuals could no longer make a living there. They have also died from disease and war. But generallj speaking, they contain the forces to renew themselves. It 13 so with the body. When the conditions become such that the tiny electrons can no more make a living, they move out into some other form of life. It isn't necessary. All we need is intelligence enough to keep the machinery in working order. Can't do it . Perhaps" you can't wiggle your ears, but if you practice it long enough, you will find It easy. The writer can vouch for this himself; it was one of his great schoolboy accomplishments. A strong enough j desire, says Mr. Starrett, and long 'enough concentration, will allow you I to do as much for your white 1 corpuscles. Almost any healthy person fs.fyy but 1 will never tvime. f'remstad's home I can wake at a certain hour in the j morning, if his desire is strong j enough. What he actually docs is to ; command certain cells of his brain jover which he ordinarily assumes no ! control. Likewise, most people possess In some measure the ability to send electro-magnetic waves for a certain purpose. Stare fixedly at the back of a man's head in church and you will almost surely cause him to turn around. Many mothers can make FIiVlfG A WHEN, in 189S, the Hawaiian flag was hauled down in Honolulu for the last time to the sad, plaintive strains of "Hawaii Ponoi," played on ukulele and guitar, it was a great day for that deiectable product, the Hawaiian pineapple. Because housewives, attention! When the Stars and Stripes went up to the solemn notes of the "Star Spangied Banner," played by a band of American soldiers, the "pine" of Hawaii started around the world on its errand of toothsomeness. To-day it Is one of the stellar businesses of those dreamy isles set in summer seas, and a mighty pleasing source of income for both their capital and their labor. The pineapple production of the Hawaiian Islands for 1916 will ap Elm im;jg4SS best to it, and it haJ tricked her. And so she decided she must face life alone. Now love has come back and she has admitted it to stay. It was at the home of Mrs. Charles Ditson, in New York, that Harry Lewis Brainard met her, quite casually, at an afternoon entertainment. She was leaving shortly on a concert tour of the States, and she was taking cradual leave of her friends. To Harry Brainard, who for years had hoped for the occurrence, the meeting came in the nature of a shock. To him Olive Fremstad had always I een the great artist. Now he found he could think of her only as a woman; a very charming, interesting, handsome woman, with whom it seemed quite impossible to discuss art! And now he raved but with a difference, and his friends found him studying agriculture. Mme. Fremstad was developing that farm of hers in Maine. And she? "She was completely bowled over," in the words of a personal friend. For Mr. Brainard, who comes of a distinguished Connecticut family, is r.imself a man of considerable note. College man, clubman, of sufficient wealth and position to spend a life of agreeable leisure, he ha3 made his mark, i.evertheiess, in a career that requires not only talent but earnest work. It was of Harry Lewis Brainard that Ethelbert Nevin spoke as "the most promising of the young American composers," and it was he that the other composer chose as his companion on his trips through Germany and Italy. His training, like Mme. Fremstad's, had been acquired abroad. With such fundamental harmony of tastes, it is small wonder that their friendship proceeded rapidly. It was last summer that Mr. Brainard discov in the Maine woods their children turn over in bed without touching or speaking to them. Every one recognizes that it isn't what a salesman says, but the way he says it in other words, his electro-magnetic flow that makes a buyer buy. While this force has long been used and recognized, says Mr. Starrett, it is still in about the same stages as eiec- I tricity was a hundred years after , Franklin's experiments. When the electric age had once begun, though. W USES FOR proximate -,500,000 cases of canned product. In the riscai year ended June o0, 1916, there were imported into the United States from Hawaii fresh pineapples to the value of $j.7,-$ and canned pineapples worth $5,986,100. Years ago the pineapple canneries cored, pared and trimmed the pineapples, and then, slicing the pine, graded it by sizes into cans. The core.s parings and trimings were treated as refuse and thrown into great piles. These refuse heaps were taken cognizance of by the board ot health, and as the result of discussions as to methods for destroying same the pineapple companies themselves decided that by-products could be made from the refuse and form a valuable part of the income. The one-time refuse is now converted Into a mash flow, so is the ebb. The reaction mast correspond to the emotion. Five years ago, at the time of her divorce from her first husband, Edson W. Sutphen, a retired naval academy officer, Olive Fremstad determined to shut love out oi ner iiie. She had given of her ered a sudden affection for Bridgton, Me., where on the brow of a hill overlooking a lake stands Nawandyn, Mme. Fremstad's home. Here, in the big, sun-tilled music room, the two spent their summer mornings, working at their common art. Their afternoons were in ' the open. Mme. Fremstad wanted some help on her landscape gardening. Finally, at the Saco Valley festival; came their appearance together, which their neighbors took as an announcement. But the wedding was a quiet one for all that. Only Milni, Mme. Fremstad's Pom, decked with a wreath ot roses, was admitted in the capacity of guest. The village clergyman and two attendants completed the party. And now the honeymoon is over; and they are settled in their home in New York, where they are both taking a course in agriculture, preparatory to leaving at the first hint of spring. seeming miracles happened. Just now we are approaching tho electro-magnetic age, the chief phenomena of which will be the destruction of death. After that we shall probably become acquainted ih forces infinitely finer and speedier than either and talking with Mai s w ill be but an incident. We snail not only ulk with ail the universe, but see their folks plainly (without our eyes), aud at last realize the Infinite. TIJVEA. TTLES fioiu which pineapple juice is extracted, the cores are cut into cubes and used in the manfacture of glace fruit, j and to-day no part of the pineapple is I lost. j One of the valuable by-products is ! Pineapple vinegar. It is now placed j on the market at an average price of forty cents a gallon. It lacks the ; "shuddcry" effect of ordinary raw ; vinegar, and it is considered by Hono-J lulu housewives to be far superior to 1 other kinds for use in the preparation ' of mayonnaise dressing. The vinegar ! was first prepared by Byron O. Clark, j the pioneer pineapple grower of tho ! Hawaiiau Islands, who went to the : islands from California in 1S9S as j member of an association of American j farmers who located at Wahlaw, (Island of Oahu. near Honolulu.

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