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Into the welter of sensationalism aroused about a scientist who is reported to believe in "special creation". Professor Mather strikes a calm and refreshing note in his article in today's CRIMSON. His careful study of the paper which gave rise to the exciting story shows it to be little more than a reformulation of the mutation theory of evolution. It is not Man who is the "special creation" but the whole vertebrate kingdom. Mr. Clark's unorthodoxy, evidently, is merely that he cannot trace any evolutionary relationship between the lowest from of fish and the invertebrate kingdom...
...quite possible that he has a workable religion of his own. Most educated men have. But if the professor pretends to be a scientist, he might find it more tactful to confine his oratory to subjects on which he really does know the facts...
Zeus of all those Olympians is of course Henry Fairfield Osborn, 71, president of the American Association. That presidency is the highest honor that U. S. and Canadian scientists can give a colleague. Yet its tenure is for only one year and a man must have a permanent post. What such post any one scientist considers best is hard to indicate. Generally the secretaryship of the Smithsonian Institution at Washington is best esteemed. To that secretaryship the Institution elected Dr. Osborn in 1906, upon the death of Samuel Pierpont Langley. Dr. Osborn declined. He preferred to stay on as assistant...
...grotesque entomological observation reported last week by Dr. Raymond Corbett Shannon, U.S. scientist now working in the Argentine to improve local health: Certain night-flying moths there fly to the eyes of horses and suck the tears that their attacks cause. The same moths will settle on the skin of a sweating horse and drink at the salty perspiration. Hence, Dr. Shannon believes, the moths seek salt in the tears also...
...this is the necessity with which he is faced, and the Cabinet sits, engaged in nervous little pastimes, waiting for doom, while a clock ticks and the audience remembers happily that it is all a play. Then one member of the Cabinet gets the bright idea of murdering the scientist...