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SECOND SECTION.
The Atlanta Georgian and News
VOL. 5. NO. 230.
ATLANTA, GA., FRIDAY, MARCH 29, 1907.
PPTPT?.. ON Train* FIVE CENTS.
STXVJ.l'JH. In Atlanta TWO CENT*.
ELLA WHEELER WILCOX
She Points Out That the Rich May Sometimes be Right
and the Poor Wrong, and We Should Use Sense in
Trying to Secure Justice.
(Copyright, M07, by Amerlcan-Journal-
Examlner.)
D ID IT ever occur to you that once
In a while might could be
right?
Did you ever atop to think that a
great corporation might be misused and
abused by an Individual or a score of
individuals?
of course, the corporation can stand
the Injury far better than the individ
ual when the case Is reversed. When
might Is wronged It has more force to
rebound and right Itself than weakness
has.
Yet a principle of Justice has been
outraged, all the same.
Most of us are quick to take sides
with the "under dog In the fight" al
ways. Vet tile under dog sometimes
begins the fight and deserves to be
downed.
I have seen a smnll cur Irritate and
pester a big Newfoundland until the
great giant turned upon the pigmy and
laid him howling In the dust. Then a
dozen people rallied and beat the New
foundland with canes and words, cry
ing shame -upon the big dog who would
hurt a little one.
This Is sentiment, but It Is not Jus
tice. , ,
Almost every day I see women and
children, and sometimes men, running
In front of the cable and trolley cars,
nr leaping upon them while In motion,
at the risk of their lives.
A man undertook to leap on a Broad -
wav surface car at the Sixth avenue
crossing the other day, and but for the
quick uld and strong arm of the con
ductor he would have been crushed
between the car and the elevated pil
lar. The conductor turned white with
fright, and maybe anger, as he said:
“You shouldn't try that very often."
Of course, If the man had been killed
his family would have sued the rail
way company, and the newspapers
would have written editorials on the
criminal carelessness of motormen and
conductors.
motormen blameless in
VERY MANY OF THE ACCIDENTS.
I know these men are sometimes
careless and Indifferent to human safe
ty nr life. But I must confess that I
have seen them more frequently sinned
against than sinning.
Small boys stand by the wayside and
wait until the car Is near enough to
touch with an outstretched hand, and
then dart In front of It, flinging a shout
of defiance In the face.of the Infuriated
motorman.
^''“t more Children are not killed or
maimed for life by the street cars In
this city speaks highly for the skill and
care of the men who conduct them,
i. . o la '^ woul d be passed making
it a finable offense for any person over
three years to dart In front of a car.
or to attempt to board or leave It while
In motion.
Haul a few of these little, reckless,
mischief-lovine tots off V> the station
house, and there will be a cessation of
this sort of ‘'sport*' and a decrease In
the list of accidents and fewer suits In
the courts against the “soulless cor
porations."
. , A . Kreat niany of the cases of this
kind brought Into court are as unjust,
doubtless, as it would be If you sued
Canada because your child undertook
to go over Niagara Falls In a rowboat
and was drowned.
WHEN A CHILD IS INJURED
PUBLIC SYMPATHY IS
SURE TO BE AROUSED.
When we read that a small boy lost
a leg by being run over by the trolley
car and that his. parents have sued the
company for $10,000 damages, we In
stinctively hope that they will get It.
The company Is rich and the people
are poor, and a crippled child is a terri
ble affliction. Yet In my secret heart I
always feel a great throb of pity for the
man who was guiding that car, and
who very likely did his utmost to pre
vent the catastrophe which no human
skill could havo averted. I feel this be
cause of »vhat I see, day after day, and
again and again.
If I am a poor, tired servant girl,
crossing Fifth avenue, and If I rush
blindly, stupidly or purposely in front
of Mrs. Astor's coach and am beaten
under the hoofs of her spirited steeds,
It does not follow that capital Is tiding
to crush labor, or wealth is showing its
Indifference to poverty.
To be sure, she sits In her carriage
unharmed, and I am In the street
bruised and bleeding; but whose fault
is It? Pity me foi my stupidity and
subsequent misfortune, but do not an
athematize her or her class because
of It.
It Is sometimes possible to be rich
and right and poor and wrong in this
world.
Let us try to mix a little sense and
justice with our sympathies now and
then.
The Great Problem.
Miss Smith has written a problem
novel, hasn’t she?"
"Yes."
"What Is the problem?"
"How to make It sell.”—Life.
HOW TO GET RICH
before adjournment, the secretary of the
I When old King Midas needed cash he
merely had to touch
The servants, cook stoves, folding beds,
electroliers and such.
And they forthwith would turn to gold,
wheicon the.King prociMNled.
. Itut when the thirst for lucre hums in Johu
, D.’s yearning breast
| He merely winks at Aldlrch, ami the Senate
does the rest.
And gathered In the caravels hull down
with gold for Spain.
He little knew how easily the modern buc
caneer
Would levy tribute on his prey nod never
wag an etir.
For when the greed for dollars Itynii's ten
der nerves upsets.
He merely nods at Aldrich, and the sums
he wauts he gets.
In early days when people fought with
clubs nml curtul axes.
The King went round from house to house
and gathered tithes and taxes.
The Job was most unplcasaut, for the sim
ple peasant men
Got peevish at their sovereign nnd would
thrash him now and then.
Our latter-day financial kings are spared
that toll and trouble.
Ildrlcb. v * " *
ate pay
So If you'd like to make a strike and buy
a New York bank.
Don't try to make your victims quake by
giving them the plunk.
Voile Skirts
One hundred and some that arrived by this morning’s express, with fifteen styles; tailor-
made, self folds, cluster plaits, combination plaits and banded with taffeta or peau de soie.
All are fine French Tunie Voile—
not the cheap, sleazy weave.
Voile of character, resilient, wiry,
dust shaking, wear-resisting Voile,
Sold English Humor.
Major Powell Cotton, whose desper
ate fight with a Hon during his Afri
can explorations was described In The
Dally Mall in December, states that
his life was saved on that occasion by
a copy of "Punch," which prevented
the lion's ’claws from tearing him open.
—London Dally Mall.
Had the Judicial Idea.
A newly elected squire In Wisconsin
was much elated by his honors, but
was not sure that he could carry them
gracefully. So he haunted the court
house for weeks that he might gather
up crumbs of wisdom from the Judi
cial table of the higher station. Final-
whole system. No one
ness or anything else to curtail this luxury,
nnd parents should promote It In children,
Instend of drumming them out of bed curly.
—Homeopathic Envoy.
Spiring Regals Ready
At 6 Whitehall Street.
Our complete line of new Easter
Regals has just arrived—and your
new shoes are ready for you today.
The best of everything in shoe ma
terials is built into Regals. Soles,
insoles, vamps, tops, lining, thread—
every bit of material is honest through
and through.
And when you buy Regals you
get a signed guarantee of all
that—as a matter of proof and
record. Tbe Regal specifications
Tag assures you beforehand, in writing and
signed, that the materials in those Regals are the best
money can purchase.
Try on your Regal style today—in quarter sizes.
and to be graceful and sweeping, Voile Skirts must be made liberal
and full. Four yards at the least, and not one of these but passes
that mark. In black and blues
10.00, 11.50, 12.50, 13.75
15.00,18.00 and 20.00.
Skirts in fancy worsted in black, blues, tans, browns or white,
Panamas and fancy mixtures. i
5.00, 6.50, 7.50, 8.75,
10.00 and 12.50.
Chamberlin-Joknsoh-DuBsse Ce.
$3.50 and $4.00.
Quarter Sizes!
REGAL SHOES
FOR MEN
Send for new Spring style book. Mail orders prompt-
ly filled from this store.
J. W. GOLDSMITH, JR.
6 Whitehall^ ATLANTA, GA. Sales Agent.
SCHOOL CHILDREN
WHO VISITED GEORGIAN
EIGHTH GRADE OF FRA8ER 8TREET SCHOOL.
I BRIN G MARY ALONG'
By CARL MUNSMAN.
W HEN Peter‘8vendsen, denier In gen- Christmas hoot."
ernl merchandise, In the little Dan
ish town of Itoskllde, entered his
office in the morning his clerk
handed him n cablegram from New York.
Now in S'vciidscn's httsluc** cablegrams
were few nml far between, so he nervously
turned tile yellow envelope several time
between ids Ungers and rend the uddress
twice before he opened the message. Rut
when he did nnd saw the few words It con*
I tallied his kind old face beamed with Joy
I so that the clerk Immediately felt sure tlmt
now was his ehnnre to ssk for n raise,
which he promptly did with a very gratify
ing result.
The cablegram rend:
•Ain coming with Christinas boat. bring-
stairs to bis apartments above the
store, and nearly losing his sllpitcr* he
rnslKHl through all the rooms shouting:
••George Is coming with the Christman
boat."
Mrs. Hvendsen. who was putting up the
* * ‘ — - | ( | | m y ( ivtor, came
... _ itchen. Peter forgot.
Iniut 9 o'clock and sehool and stood I
staring at his father with open uiouth.
Peeping through the kitchen door stood
A lie, the girl of all work, whose Joy was
almost ns great as the members of the fain-
lly.
Old Peter Hvendsen danced around the
dining room like u Slonx Indian on tbe war-
K th. swinging the cablegram nlnivc his
id. until ne at Inst, exhausted, fell down
In the armchair In the moment when u
young girl, blushing like a rose, enme mii-
ninr and snntcbcd the message from bis
Her eyes filled with tears of Joy, and her
heart heat like a trip bummer ns she took
up the refrain: "George la coming with the
slou
her in
along."
"Yes, he Is bringing Mary," Hvendsen re
peated. He wns still overjoyed.
"Hut who is Mary?" Mrs. Hvendsen nsk
ed. looking from her husband to her niece,
the little Miss Alma, who was still staring
at the cablegram.
"Well, I am sure I don’t know,” Bvend
sea Mhl. "Perhaps his wife, perhup* hb
sweetheart, perhaps some negro gfrl lie has
bought In New tork. One enii^ fell, but
we slull find out soon enough when h«
written of her liefore.
"Of course he hasn't,” old Hvendson re.
piles, "don’t you see, he wants to surprise
surprise.
Every morning and evening they looked
. — - — - - ' *HMit, nnd lu
„ 'hristtna* it
rc|M»rted (Missing Elsinore.
In the eveniuj * 1 “■
nnd every one
lug to the rnl
George Hvendsen arrived
which he had not seen for four years.
"I call that to In* on time/' cried old
Hvendsen, us he clasped his hlg, strong,
handsome boy In his arms. "I suppose joii
are a real ynnkee now. hut I hope you
have not forgotten how to *|»nk Danish."
"You l»et your life, father, I talk Danish
as well us ever "
And lie did talk Danish, nnd hail to talk
Danish to every mie he met on tbe wuy
from the station to Ills old home.
Wbcu be came iu and found his own
Afraid of the Bogie Man
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX
T ALKING home from the office the
other day I noticed a smnll crowd
of people. With feminine curiosity
1 stopped to see what the excite
ment was all about.
Almut twenty excited, chattering women
and one half-amused, half-angry policeman
were gathered around a tiny la»y of about
four yeurs.
He wns lost, and he was howling at
the top of a pair of extraordinarily healthy
lungs.
He was not crying bemuse he wns lost,
hut because he was petrified with fear of
the policeman.
lively.
Hut some foolish grow.n |M>rson had cvl
dently frightened the hoy by threatening
whenever he was naughty to "coll the jm>-
limn a a."
The result was that nt this critical time,
when the nollecman was the one most will*
<1 able to handle the situation, the
rns t«M* terror-stricken for the police
man to get near him.
It ended by n good-natured young wom
an offering to lend the child toward where
i suggested bis home might lie.
ifferlug
...... e ehliar .... J
and the |H>||cciiinn following u short dis
til nee lichlnd them. Every time he came
too close the shrieks began afresh.
The habit of frightening children by
threats of Itcnrs, Idaek men nnd pollcemeii
Is an extremely bad one, and the parents
vho us»? these threats are not fit to rear
■lilidren.
Children lire high-strung, nervous little
When I was a little girl I wns desper
ately afraid of the dark. My mother real
ised this, nnd never left me In an abso
lutely dark room. There was always a com
forting rny of light somewhere near.
lint I once visited an aunt, who did not
Imlleve In humoring children’s fancies. I
slept by myself In a great hlg bed In a
great big room full of large pieces of fur
niture. My aunt would put me to bed and
then go out. shutting the door nnd leav-
the bed clothes, afraid of the sound of
. think that If I had been threatened
through tbe day with the black man get
ting me for nil the nnughty things I dhl
I should have died of rear In that dark
IIreins 11 [ tell UI1U mm us uiu.i uu«/ uiiu,
and If lost turn first to him for help.
If you soy to him, "I will give you to
tin* policeman If you are bad," he natural
ly grows to look upon all policemen as mon
sters. Tench him that the polleeninu Is his
friend, hut that be represents tbe law, and
must im* obeyed.
As for the threats of the bear and
Idaek map, they are simply too cruel. They
give children au absolutely wrong Idea, nnd
are sometimes tbe means of turning them
into nervous little wrecks.
The poor bahbs have to lenm enough of
life’s borrora as they grow older—so don't
spoil thef- ‘ —m-‘ ’ * — ■
threats.
room Just ns he hid left It—the old Iron
lied, the ship on the wardrobe, nnd grand
ma’s portrait on the wall—he entile neat
; with Joy, hlg fellow though he was.
. then they sat down to the rice por
ridge with the hidden almond, the roast
stuffed with apples and prunes, ami
]at ask them to stop asking so ninny
quest Iona that be might get n little time
to enjoy his dinner, hut they did not give
him time. Only Alma wit silent, wnltlng
for the word which wns to solve the great
riddle which tore nt her very heartstrings.
But the word did not come. Just as din
ner was over, the doorl»ell rang,
Nells, the only expressiunu In town, Itcanit
■MpmmBei nnd truuks. one nft« ~
the other.
then the surprises liegan to
PHI hack nnd forth between hi* room
and the dining room where stood the Christ-
nna tree, and every moment one heard.
Oh. thank you, George! Isn't that lovely:
Oh! it Is too much! How could you carry
nil that along? Is there more yet?"
"Oh. my. but that Is funny.'' Deter ex*
(aimed. had got n man In nu automo
bile that ran around on the door.
"Tbe l*est of all comes Inter. I must
get that from the depot myself,"
And Is-fore they knew It In* wns out of
the door. The members of the family
atari'll nt one another. Alma looked sad
and worried. » *
"There, lie Is gone liefore one has had
a Hume** to talk a word with him." old
Svcmlscn mumbled; "hut that Is the way
those ynnkee* are. Always on the go!"
.... . . went for Mary?" asked
the bell "rang. Alma went down to open tbe
.. rown for to tbe letter carrier.
"Well, now, my !>oy la here himself,”
Hvendsen shouted down the stair, "but the
crown Is here for you all the smite."
Alma, who was the quickest to read, had
opened the letter and was studying It. her
eyes lamming and her cheeks blushing.
Suddenly she cried: "Now, George Is com
ing with Mary!" And she Inughed nml
danced around old Hvendae*, who did not
understand what caused her sudden happi
ness.
Just then George came In. nnd Alma’s
arms were around his neck before be bad
dosed the door.
in* put a box ou the table and began to
utiwlud the blanket in which It was wrap-
pcd.
I’eter, who wne watching him closely,
cried:
"Why, imps. George baa brought a real
live uionl ~ *
asked in surprise.'
"I Just read It In your letter," Alma re
plied, blushing violently.
"Hut whom did you think Mary was?"
Alma turned nwsy her face, but old
Hvendsen said, with a suille:
"HouioImmIt thought she was your wife!"
"No, a wife I expect to take back with
me from here—If she will have ine."
What more George said Is of little Im
portance. lint be and Alma are to be mar
ried next month.
ness nnd pence of min
"You are right there," answered the
mnn with an anxious look. "Sometimes
It tempts you to buy automobiles."—
Washington Star.