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The Golden Age
Published Every Thursday by The Golden Age
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PUBLISHERS' PRESS, PRINTERS
THAT “COMMITTEE OF ONE THOU
SAND.”
The United States Congress, the President
and the Secretary of State never received be
fore a committee of such pro-
The Nation’s portions and such far-reaching
purposes as the “Committee of
Week Plans One Thousand,” which meets
For National this week, December 10. Gath-
Prohibition. ering first under the dome of
the Capitol, and presenting to Congress our
second “Declaration of Independence,” the
committee will then march up Pennsylvania
avenue to the AA hite House and the office of
the Secretary of State, calling on President
AV oodrow AVilson and AVilliam J. Bryan to
lend their mighty influence toward the pass
age of the Hobson Constitutional Amendment.
The editor of The Golden Age as a member of
the committee will give next week a story
of this wonderful week in AVashington.
SEYMOUR A. MYNDERS.
Traveling in Tennessee the author finds
videspread sorrow throughout educational
circles in the “Volunteer” State
re3t over the recent death of Presi-
'°nnessee ■] , ~ ,
fent Seymour A. Mynders of the
Thouqh new State Normal School at Mem-
Dead phis s A Mynders was a radi-
ant, soulful spirit—a quality so
absolutely essential in the teacher who wins
the teacher who wins the best from pupil and
patron.
The editor of The Golden Age can never for
get the warm-hearted fellowship accorded him
by this great Tennessee educator when Jackson
was the “baliwick” of Mynders, an dthe “man
from Georgia was a platform novice away
back in ’96. AVhatever else he missed, the Ten
nessee teacher—afterward the beloved State
Superintendent of Education—saw that the
Georgia man (then on a rolling chair) act
ually loved boys and girls, and, though per
haps a bit immodest to repeat it here, we can
not help remembering his words the last time
we saw the great teacher at Monteagle, Tenn.:
“Here is one man for whom I will stop les
sons any day that he may speak to my boys
and girls in school.”
Bless his geneorus heart and his treasured
memory!
President Mynders has been succeeded at
the Memphis Normal by State Superintendent
J. AV. Brister, a man richly qualified in head
and heart to be the teacher of teachers. AVe
had a delightful glimpse of President Brister
and his four hundred young teacher-students
THE GOLDEN AGE FOR WEEK OF DEC. 11, 1913
GALLATIN'S GALLANT MAYOR
It is a great thing when a progressive town
has a mayor who is not only progressive him
self in things civic and commercial
Brave but who is also a moral tonic to the
“Buster”
of Bottles community.
of Booze. The beautiful, historic town of
Gallatin, Tennessee, has such a mayor in the
person of Hon. AVill B. Brown. Os course he
can t very well help being a handsome young
man, but the chiefest asset in his contribution
to his community’s best upbuilding is the fact
that he stands for the things that are right and
brave and generous and true. Although his
manner is gentle and his eye benign, let not
evildoers imagine that he is slow to act when
the law of his community is infringed. The
editor of The Golden Age was shown, amid the
“treasures” of the First National Bank with
which Mayor Brown is connected a big basket
full of bottles of liquor which had been cap
tured from walking “blind-tigers” in town
Gallatin is a little over an hour from Nash
ville on the Interurban car line, and with
some liquor dealers there still defying the law
Gallatin would be at the mercy of the lawless
whiskey vendors if she were cursed with a
spineless mayor and council and officers
“asleep at the switch.” But everybody is
awake and the way of the transgressor is hard
And by the way—speaking of the
A Bank bank where Gallatin’s gallant may-
That . , ,
started or P resi( ies, we remember some-
Right. thing not easy to forget. There is a
lesson in it beyond the personal and the
commercial. AVe remember that everv man in
V
that bank —four in number —looked up smil-
the other day and saw just enough of pupils ;
faculty, beautiful architecture and inspiring
surroundings to be hungry for a larger ac
quaintance.
To walk in the footprints of a princely spir
it like Seymour Mynders is enough to make
every teacher in Tennessee long and strive for
that unselfish ideal, which reigned in his radi
ant life.
OGLETHORPE WILL BE REBUILT IN
ATLANTA.)
(Continued from page 1.)
One remarkable feature of this movement is
the fact that no creed enters into it. Although
Oglethorpe University will be a Presbyterian
institution, and therefore especially interests
Presbyterians all over the South, Atlantans
have not apparently even thought of any thing
more than that here is a big and worthy under
taking for the city.
All faiths and creeds are giving liberally. No
subscription is scorned, matters not how
small. It is a notable fact that a subscription
of $3 from a young Atlanta school teacher the
other day brought a wonderful burst of en
thusiasm, and injected fresh interest into the
enterprise and the enthusiasm of the workers.
Many remarkable letters concerning Ogle
thorpe are coming daily to Dr. Thornwell Ja
cobs. Men prominent in the business, profes
sional and religious world write with enthusi
asm about the campaign here.
Lucian Knight, State historian for Georgia
ingly and said, with evident eagerness:: “Yes.
certainly put me down for The Golden Age.”
How refreshing, compared with the cold
mannered man with eyes of steel, who looks up
grudgingly from his work and says: “I am
not interested.” Such a man is willing to have
his town accept “free and no collection” half
a dozen speeches along educational, religious,
and inspirational lines and then show not one
single ounce or atom of appreciation.
May the Lord have mercy on such little
souls !
And thereby hangs another good Gallatin
story: AVhen J. W. Blackmore, the honored
president of the First National Bank, helped
to organize that financial institution he said?
“If I am to be president of this bank, remem
ber it is to be strictly legal. The rate of in
terest in Tennessee is 6 per cent. This bank
must not be illegal and charge more.”
“You can’t live at that rate,” answered busi
ness men in town. “Then let her die,” said the
president. “If she can’t live legally let her
not live at all.”
And that bank has splendidly prospered.
President Blackmore, who has been for fifty
years superintendent of the Methodist Sunday
school, was at home sick and we did not get
to see him, but we found every partner and
employee “singing the praise” of the grand
old man.
No wonder big-hearted generosity has been
“catching” in that institution!
Fearless, unselfish citizenship is one of the
most refreshing pictures on earth.
and a brilliant literary man, says that the re
building of Oglethorpe will wipe a stigma from
the name of Georgia in the failure of old Ogle
thorpe and pay lasting tribute to the name of
Georgia’s great founder. Mr. Knight has
every faith in complete success of the enter
prise and shows his own profound convictions
by subscribing SI,OOO.
Eighteen months ago Dr. Thornwell Jacobs
went to D. I. Maclntyre, of Atlanta, and ask
ed him to give SI,OOO towards a fund for re
building Oglethorpe University in Atlanta.
“Why, I never gave one thousand dollars to
an educational institution in my life,” was Mr.
Maclntyre’s reply.
“Neither have I,” replied Dr. Jacobs. “But
I am not going to ask any man to do anything
I won’t do. I am going to head the list for
that amount.”
“All right,” said Mr. Maclntyre. “Put me
down for a thousand.”
And that was the beginning of the move
ment which has grown and grown until Dr.
Jacobs’ dream is about to bloom into a reality.
He is certainly a miracle-worker.
Since that opening work, Dr. Jacobs has told
the story of Oglethorpe from 43 platforms from
Virginia to Texas, and in every instance from
one to six men subscribed SI,OOO each.
It is the firm conviction of the workers that
Atlanta’s part in this glorious undertaking
will be closed on next Saturday night. And it
is more than probable that the story will be
told the world on next Sunday morning.