by beer; behind it all are
fears and tears and a sorrow that will not be comforted.

"I never caused a single Athenian to wear mourning," truthfully said
Pericles with his dying breath. Can the present prime ministers of earth
say as much? That is the kind of leader America most needs today--a man
who can do his work and make no man, woman or child wear crape.

The time is ripe for him--we await his coming.

We are sick and tired of plutocrats who struggle and scheme but for
themselves; we turn with loathing from the concrete selfishness of
Newport and Saratoga; the clatter of arms and the blare of
battle-trumpets in time of peace are hideous to our ears--we want no
wealth gained from conquest and strife.

Ours is the richest country the world has ever known. Greece was a
beggar compared with Iowa and Illinois, where nothing but honest effort
is making small cities great. But we need a Pericles who shall inspire
us to work for truth, harmony and beauty--a beauty wrought for
ourselves--and a love that shall perform such miracles that they will
minister to the millions yet unborn. We need a Pericles! We need a
Pericles!

MARK ANTONY

It is not long, my Antony, since, with these hands, I buried thee.
Alas! they were then free, but thy Cleopatra is now a prisoner,
attended by guard, lest, in the transports of her grief, she should
disfigure this captive body, which is reserved to adorn the triumph
over thee. These are the last offerings, the last honors she can
pay thee; for she is now to be conveyed to a distant country.
Nothing could part us while we lived, but in death we are to be
divided. Thou, though a Roman, liest buried in Egypt; and I, an
Egyptian, must be interred in Italy, the only favor I shall receive
from thy country. Yet, if the Gods of Rome have power or mercy left
(for surely those of Egypt have forsaken us), let them not suffer
me to be led in living triumph to thy disgrace! No! hide me, hide
me with thee in the grave; for life, since thou hast left it, has
been misery to me.

--_Plutarch_

[Illustration: MARK ANTONY]

The sole surviving daughter of the great King Ptolemy of Egypt,
Cleopatra was seventeen years old when her father died.

By his will the King made her joint heir to the throne with her brother
Ptolemy, several years her junior. And according to the cust