Dare Not .Decide Another of life's tragedies faces us again with a question we dare not decide; at instant sight we flee from 11 AB w? have always fled. It i-'omes with the .story of the birth of two girl babies so linked that face each other?so they must live and, ' they must die, the life of one de? pendent on that of the other. Torn by. the mother love that would have her children live and the anguishing thought of ^he unceasing misery which will be theirs when they are able to realize the curse of their existence, the distracted mother hopes for the coming of compassionate Death. So doubtless does the attending physician, and yet at the same -time-.he seeks to keep it away. He speaks the accepted formula of humanity. "The babies are here; the doctor's duty is to do what he 6an for1 them," says the physician. Our reason?the faculty which puts aside sentiment and considers solely what is best for these children?says he is wrong. We would ask no questions if the childish lives suddenly ceased to be. But if the doctor should empanel us as a jury, and standing before us with some swift dealing anaesthetic in hand, should ask us to decide if he should summon a painless and compassionate slumber from which would be no waking, what would our Verdict be? What indeed, if our panic-stricken excuses, our resort even to perjuries* forced us into the jury box? There would be no verdict ?we would evade, we seek to run away from responsibility. Kill the little ones??the brutal phrasing WP???i?W????M make* au shudder as /Psome fearful nightmare and yet humanity in another aspect demands if we are not cowards in doing nothing to save the little ones from a living death far worse than the invisible. We want others to decide. A jury was brought up against this momentous question of life or death in the case some months ago of the aged physician in Colorado who painr lessly put to death his' deformed daughter. She was born without arms or legs, was deaf, partly blind, and almost without mentality. For thirty-odd years the father had tenderly attended her and it was only his fear that his approaching death would leave her friendless that caused him to put her to sleep forever. Our law, our humanity, said he had no right to do this and humane jury' ' men were called to pass on hie legal guilt. Did they decide the great question? Indeed they did not, but evaded it by seizing the suggestion that because of age the father was