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At Saskatoon's Pion-Ern, Saskatchewan boys of Scottish and Indian backgrounds compare costumes. could have survived the rigors of the Arctic as the Eskimos have done? Perhaps we need a new yardstick of values: a recognition that no one race alone can claim credit for the great advances of civilization and a realization that cultural achievements are not in themselves irrefutable evidence of some innate superiority. Perhaps. indeed. we need a renewed appreciation of the interdependence of peoples. As one writer has observed; “An American mechanic. injured by a rusty nail. owes his life to the Japanese scientist. Kiraâ€" sato. who isolated the germ of tetanus. A Russian general. saved by a blood transfusion, is indebted to Landstciner. an Austrian. A German traveller is shielded from typhoid with the help of a Russian. Metchnikoff. A Dutch sailor is protected from malaria in the East Indies beCause of the experiments of an Italian. Grassi; while a British statesman escapes death from surgical infection because a Frenchman. Pasteur. and a German. Koch, elaborated a new technique. And we might add that millions of people are indebted to Dr. Jonas Salk. a Jewish scientist of the United States for his polio vaccine. to Cana- dian scientists, Banting and Best, for the use of insulin in the control of diabetes. and to ancient civilizations of Asia for many useful drugs. Yet. what a loss it would have been to the world had prejudice impeded, or prevented, the work of these distinguished individuals. Who knows how much progress civilization already has forfeited through the denial to talented people. because of the color of their skin or their religious affilia- “on. of the means wherewith to pursue academic -or scientific research? Prejudice is a luxury that no nation can afford. There is a vast gulf, however, between an understanding of the great human misery and economic loss generated by prejudice â€" and practical action to eliminate this scourge. Thouâ€" sands in this country are already engaged in such 20 public-spirited work. are striving to crude under standing among new. native and old Canadian alike. But they need support. Laws are tmlill It] focus attention on injustices, to allevqu- ilk. EL fects of discriminatory practices. hilt it thun- A m be real progress. leg slaton has to be supra“.an ed by the dicta or' each ind.vidtuu's cunmm There are many roads to the rCLlllUttn [,1 prejudice. It is only fair that people should r... [N aspersions on other races. rclig ons and r. i..,ml,_ ties. This is particularly true when chitttn» H: m the neighborhood. Young people absorb w‘llllnh ingly the prejudices of adults. Many .i 4.7m child. or immigrant schoolboy has return. . home in tears. cut to the qULCk by some cruel ; mm. to his ethnic origin, his religion or his col.. There is a tendency to conformity nun: people. Certainly, if everyone were of t tum“ race, creed and color. if everyone held Mm. viewpoints and dressed in the same “at mm, it it 'k THE HOUSE BY THE SIDE OF THE l 'D By Sam Walter Foss There are hermit souls that live withdrm In the peace of their sell-content; There are souls, like stars, that dwell apa- In a fellowless firmament; There are pioneer souls that blaze their p. Where highways never ran; But let me live by Lhe side of the road And be a friend to man. Let me live in a house by the side of the d, Where the race of men go byâ€" The men who are good and the men who rad, As good and as bad as I. I would not sit in a scorner's seat, Or hurt the cynic’s ban; Let me live in a house by the side of the It And be a friend to man. I see from my house by the side of the to. By the side of the highway of life, The men who press on with the ardor of The men who are faint with the strife. _ But I turn not away from their smiles n :hetr tearsâ€" Both parts of an infinite plan; V Let me live in my house by the side of [l'lL d And be a friend to man. I know there are brook-gladdened meadows out. And mountains of wearisome height, _ That the road passes on through the long an that! And stretches away to the night. _ I But still I rejoice when the travelers IEJDlCt'. And weep with the strangers that moan, Nor live in my house by the side of the rm Like a man who dwells alone. Let me live in my house by the side of the Iv Jul Where the race of men go byâ€" > They are good, they are bad, they are weal they are strong, Wise, foolishâ€"so am I. Then why should I sit in the scorner's seat 0r hurl the cynic‘s ban ?â€" Let me live in my house by the side of the wt“ And be a friend to man. at: t * HOME AND coutéTRY