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WHAT SO&E OF THE NORTH
FELT.
Dear Sir: Please allow a Yankee
space enough in your valuable paper
to say that a wrong impression has
gone out regarding th e feeling exist
ing in the North. I read your paper
when I get the chance, and admire
the way you stick up for the right.
While it is true that a lot of people
in the North, who have never mingled
with the good people of the South,
are under the wrong impression as
to how these people conduct them
selves, jet when they come here
and meet the people, the “curtain is
lifted,’’ and they appreciate the many
things they have to contend with.
And to my mind the South has been
criticised, when, if the Northern peo
ple only knew the true state Qf affairs,
they never would raise their voice.
I live in New York, and a glance at
the papers will show you how crimi
nals are dealt with in my State.
Becker is to die in the electric chair
for instigating the murder of a gam
bler. In your State (God knows my
head is bowed in grief with the good
people of Georgia, for I have mingled
with them and have learned to iove
them) a Governor, either for gold or
thinking he would not receive the
universal condemnation of his people,
and tie all the Jews to his political
string, has let a murderer and rapist
live. He did this in the face of ail
the courts of this grand old State,
and without any reason therefor.
My stomach was made to feel weak
when I read in the papers today
where he had the effrontery to re
mark, when he handed the Seal of
State to his successor: “This Seal
has not been abused in my
charge.’’ If he felt that all the best
people are with him, why make the
statement? Why try to make the
bums and riff-raff take notice? Their
opinion does net amount to anything,
and they ar e not in the majority,
thank God. No, deep down in his
sinful soul he felt the pangs of guilt.
His reference to Jesus Christ is
shameful. Would he have the people
compare Leo Frank to Jesus (that
good man wthout any faults whom
the Jews crucified)? Anyone who
knows anything about the Bible
knows that Jesus Christ was not ac
cused of murder or rape.
Slaton’s successor must be a great
and good man. He could not say
anything in his speech in behalf of
his unworthy predecessor, so he
doubtless stretched his charity
enough to say nothing at all upon the
Frank subject. Doubtless, he felt
that too much has been said, and
doubtless he feels that his State has
been outraged. He only used one
sentence which might be construed
as having any bearing on the awful
case. He said: “Let us hope we may
have no more trouble.” Possibly he
meant, let us have the law enforced,
and thereby avoid a recurrence of
this awful and willful nullification of
the law.
Let not. the man who has sold him
self be fooled into thinking that all
those who might not say anything are
siding with him. Let him not think
that he is held in respect by good
Jews. Like Benedict Arnold, he will
be despised by those who bought him
and will die in ignomy and shame.
He brought it all upon himself, and
he has himself alone to blame. He
occupied a position which he could
have gracefully gotten around if be
had passed the case on to his succes
sor. Put when the Hon. Nat Harris
said that only the interests of Geor
gia would be considered, Frank’s law
yers know there was no hope for him
except through a man who was will
ing to say to the world: “The «rnnd
jury, the petit jury, the Supreme
Court of Georgia, the Supreme Court
of the United States, and the Prison
Commission of Georgia tried to com-
Ynit murder. T have more sense than
all of them, T am dean, and they are
criminal: so T will save Frank,*’
I have been interested in this case
from the day the crime was commit
ted, and have been able to reach a
decision unbiased, and I can’t see
(and I don’t believe) there is an hon
est man in the world who kept up
THE JEFFERSONIAN
with it as closely as I have who does
not know that Frank is guilty beyond
any reasonable hypothesis. This case
does not bring reproach upon our
State, and I shall not feel that Geor
gia is degraded, for her courts have
done their duty. It was o 'ly the mis
take in having a corrupt Governor
which she has a right to feel regret
and shame over.
In conclusion, please let me beg the
good people of Georgia not to ?bel
that the people of the North, as a
whole, condone such a traiterous ac
tion as the Governor of Georgia has
been guilt yof. Respectfully,
M. M. ANDREWS.
e
AN OLD W? RREN COUNTY (GA.)
FRIEND WRITES.
Dear Tom: We commenced our
journeys through life about the same
time —in the year 1855; was born
and raised not over fifteen or twenty
miles apart. I first kne*" you in the
early ’6os, hence I have known you
something like half a century: Our
chances and opportunities were about
the same; neither of us had any
money to begin with. You have
made a wonderful success of life,
and now enjoy not only a National
reputation, but are known extensive
ly abroad, while I have made an en
tire failure. For over half a century
I have watched your career very
closely and with great interest in
deed, and as we together grow old,
the greater that interest is becoming
until today I regard you as one of
the cleanest, bravest and brainiest
men on this continent.
I have always voted for you when
an opportunity presented Itself,
although I have disagreed with you
on several political issues, simply on
account of short-sightedness and
want of grey matter in the upper
story. Time has proven that you
were right an-d I was in error.
I have been wanting to write, a
long time, a congratulatory letter on
your success in life, but have been
reticent and tardy on account of the
great difference in our spheres of iife
and have been afraid to tackle you,
but since reading your several ar
ticles on the Frank case, I can stand
it no longer. Being a native of
Georgia, the Empire State of the
South, it does my heart good to know
that there is still one man left within
her boundaries who is not ashamed
or afraid to publicly defend her. In
my humble judgment, this was one of
the blackest crimes that ever oc
curred within her domain.
I was really betting on Jack Slaton,
but he has fooled me in commuting
this sentence. Jack has virtually
said, “I believe Frank is guilty, but
he is a Hebrew with some moneyed
friends and I, therefore, commute
his sentence.” Now, if he is guilty,
hanging is entirely too good for him;
he should be roasted alive, and if he
is not guilty he should be absolutely
turned loose, a free man while he
says that he has washed his hands
of this man’s blood. They are still
deeply stained with the life blood of
little Mary Phagan, the martyred
maiden who died in defense of her
virtue and honor. Though dead, she
has left an example and record wor
thy of the emulation of every maiden
of the State against the onslaughts
and insults of such beastly characters
as Frank. The little cordon of militia
may be instrumental in protecting
Slaton from the wrath of weak men,
and he may possibly sneak out of
Atlanta under the cover of darkness
at the midnight hour, unharmed, and
become lost in oblivion to the people
of Georgia, but whether he is among
the Alpine Rocks, Arabian sands or
Polar snow, the eye of the Omnipo
tent will ever be upon him, for there
is a Higher Power that controls the
destinies of men, who will see to it
that both restitution and retribution
is justly dealt with to each of his
kind for such deeds against whom
the army and navy of the world
would cut no ice and with whom all
the boodle of the earth would have
no effect. No doubt remorse has
already set up in his conscience, if
he has one; if he is void of which no
doubt he is, this same power can re-
establish the same in him, and such
a thing as peace of conscience will
never be with him again.
“Be sure your sins will find you
out; Vengeance is mine,” saith the
Lord. Yours most respectfully,
Fla. W. C. HEATH.
CONSTANCY OF FRIENDS RE
WARDED.
Dear Sir: You deserve the love of
every father and mother in Georgia
for your heroic defense of our peo
ple against the slanders of the
North, and for your splendid cham
pionship of our courts in the face of
a bold and outrageous conspiracy to
bring them into contempt.
Your editorials on the Frank case,
from its awful beginning to the
shameful ending, represent the best
work that has been done by any pen
in ancient or modern literature.
The constancy of your friends has
been rewarded by the late recogni
tion of your enemies, many of whom
openly admit that in Tom Watson
Georgia boasts her greatest citizen,
and America her greatest thinker.
The vile criticism of Puck, whose
editor is more filthy than the vul
tures he cartoons, can not disturb
your place in the hearts of patriotic
Georgians.
BENJAMIN M. BLACKBURN.
Atlanta, Ga.
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