RACE
All the Families agree that the tenants of the Globe should be of one
uniform shade.
[Illustration: MILL-RACE]
Each Family, however, thinks that his own particular shade is the only
fitting one for the Perfect Human Being.
To that end he spends a large part of his time in scheming how to get
rid of all the other tints.
All of which is a great waste of centuries! Old Tempus the Janitor has
always settled the Tint question with his Solar Stove and always will.
A week at the seashore in August ought to convince anyone of the
efficiency of the Solar Tint Factory. In the tan of the surf bather is
locked up the secret of Race Colouration.
[Illustration: BLACK-RACE]
And yet there are some Great and Wise Ones who believe that Civilization
(with the assistance of Mr. Marconi and Mr. Rolls H. Royce and a few
others) will bring the Race Families into such close relationship that
they will eventually be all blended into one harmonious Neutral Tint!
A pale mauve World! One tint, one religion, one food, one dress, one
Drink, one everything.
How appalling! And think of the moment when it is to be decided once and
forever which it is to be--Blonde or Brunette!
Oh those Wise and Great Ones!
[Illustration]