THE GOLDEN AGE.

Shannon News, 18 March 1924, Page 3

THE GOLDEN AGE.

BY SINBAD. Sir Oliver Lodge is a doleful old bean, wlio sees only tlrouble ahead; it is. his conviction a day will be seen when mankind hi large will be dead. We haven't fromgressed from old monkey time, Sir Oliver- gloomily pees, when men to their caves every night used to climb, or swing by their tails from the trees. The humans primeval,” says Oliver Lodge, ‘‘were never morei warlike than we; a. rock was the deadliest weapon to dodge, or coconuts hurled from a tree. Mankind then in millions did riot go to war, and race against race did not rave; they lived in comparative ' quietness, for each kept to his own little were no huge armies to trouble the land, and no one had heard of a fleet; when men had a quarrel'they fought hand to hand and life (for the victor) was sweet. L look with misgivings on mankind ta-day, on mighty dissensions that races soon slay, for these are the signs of the age. With matters so awful, these terrible days, a warning must flow from my pen; for certainly Science her slogan should raise—it’s ‘Back to the Tree Tops Again!’ ”