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TO SHOW
GREAT SPECTACLE
, the Vitaphone pro-
* S#S heral»led as being “made to
picture ever made,” h“as
K , ;' okei l by the Howard, Atlan-
-, W L theatre, for a week’s run
Monday, Aug. 19th. This
»** ! pruiiuction includes more
•thousand characters, three
»' reil uired to make it, and
sllid to exceed $2,000,000.
L, (tit A r k,” mighty in concep-
’ WC U be classed us an epic
l es8 love. It portrays life at
J the rainbow-span of 50
®. lt xhe lovers, whose glamor-
'Trsonalities survive the soul-
liP d8VS of the World War, are
Mrted back through the cen-
n,tP e iniiuisitious days before
THF, BUTLER HERALD, BUTLER, GECr.GTA, AUGUST ”
PAGE FIVE
tan
far
js to the
^h'seti and scenes which
U 'l, ' any similar production in
^ picture history form an out-
’" 6 Mart of “Noah’s Ark.” To
*** but a few of the spectacles
* ‘ whic h the film is replete, there
modern train wreck so vivid
f, realistic that spectators gasp
Jbreath. Then the Flood! A huge
of water sweeps down, crumbl-
pieces the massive temple of
Ly, where the doomed of the
ror ld made merry even as they
■ted eternity.
Sound—the new art in picture en-
ertainment—i~ vindicated as never
ufore by the magnificent sweep of
,e story, bv the manifold sounds of
jmuit slavery, flood, terror,, mirth
fl( l by the human voice. And never
efore’ ha.- quite so melodiously m-
jrpretire an accompaniment been
jovided as that which follows the
ir.changing scenes of “Noah’s
Irk."
Dolores Costello and George
O'Brien are starred in the picture,
ported by a notable east includ
ing Xoah Berry, Louise Fazenda,
(imn Williams, Taul McAllister,
Heel de Bruler and Myrna Loy. The
kerne of the play is the changeless-
of the heart of humanity—
hether in the modern life that we
low or in the traditional past,
remendous as is the theme of the
/, the human story which runs
roughout it is compelling, intimate
id tender. “Noah’s Ark” stands
one among pictures.
SUE CAN T FIND WORDS
TO MSS GRATITUDE
“Before starting Sargon I was
weak, thin and underweight, but I
am on my fourth bottle now and
have actually gained ten pounds.
This wonderful
medicine has
done so much for
me I never ex
pect to be with
out it as long as
I live.
“No one will
ever know how I
have suffered
with stomach
trouble for the
past ten years.
My food simply
would not di
gest. About two
every morning: the gas press-
?"!' around my heart would cause
PUtiou and | would be so nerv-
eoul(in‘t go back to sleep. I al-
U tre< ' f rol n constipation and
Be ’ s and terrible sick nead-
Can Love Die?
By Henry Alford Porter,
hirst Church, Charlottsville, Va.
lhe foundation of a happy home i"
of course, love. Poets and philoso
phers have racked their brains to
tell what love is, but no adequate
definition has ever been given. Per
haps Coleridge has provided the fin
est illustration.
The night has a thousand eyes,
The day but one;
Yet the light of the whole day dies
With the setting sun.
The mind has a thousand eyeN
The heart but one;
Yet the light of a whole life dies
When love is done.
Can love survive matrimony? The
cynic declares that it can not. Shake
speare says that men are “April
when they woo and December when
they wed.” But not a few women can
say of their husbands what the wife
of the celebrated actor, Garrack, said
of hers, “He never was a husband to
me, he was always a lover.” I have
in mind u gentleman of New York
City, who has done an unconvention
al thing. He has been married for 20
years and has kept up the habit of
loving his wife and telling her so.
And he has published the letters and
poems which he has wirtten to his
wife on the anniversaries of their
wedding—twenty tributes of the
heart. For the couple themselves it
might have been better to have kept
the dear little messages all to them
uml soull to the daily round of busi
ness.
i have carried a watch, which wgs
the gift of love, for many years. 1
look at it many times a day and have
depended upon it through all thete
years. One day I took it to the jew
eler and left it for some days. 1 did
not suppose 1 should so miss that
watch, and hud not realized what a
place it had in my life and duties.
How its absence interfered with all
the affairs of the day! I would not
have dreamed that it was so neces
sary a part of life as it had become.
1 had had it ull those years and yet
was not truly grateful for that gift
of love until bereft of it. Lots of men
never appreciate their home until the
one who made it home is forever re
moved from it.
If we would keep love alive in the
home we must live simply. Our trou
ble comes not from the high cost of
living, but from the cost of high liv
ing. Too many have what the Iiish-
man called (to use an expression a
little out of date- “A champagne ap
petite and a beer income.” The sim
ple life is like Mrs. Wiggs of the
Cabbage Patch—more attractive in
books than in real life.
Girls do not want to marry unless
they can start in where their motheis
leave off. If you do not go away in
the summer your social standing
slumps. Then there must be an auto
mobile, And in thousands of cases
these machines are only mortgages
translated into steel.
The struggle of life is becoming
increasingly intense, and in this
struggle it is not good for a man to
be alone . If the girl is not willing to
fight the battle of life with you she
would be a millstone around your
neck anyway and is not worthy of
selves. But for the world at large it >' ou - 11 is said that “when poverty
comes in at the door love flies out at
o'clock i
biliousnt
aches,
a relie f and joy it is now to
Vhing 1 ^ eai 3 * leart Y meal—just
% kind, " a "
«%
-without trouble of
’ and how, wonderful it is to
lirely j L ° 0< * H'ttht’s rest and be en-
’ | ree fr° m that awful nervous-
iamp „ 1,111 hard 'y realize I am the
° r ’ offering woman 1 was a
,ee ks ago.
" ords to express my
>r 1 le Wa y this treatment has
n _» to splendid health
L- E. Hardman, 671
tr.Ave., s. E„ Atlanta, Ga.
a now called “The Medi-
" ltha Million
^cloii " ‘' ulll ° n Friends." Its
PfoSun], !"" rd achievement is
S; t ] Wllh0Ut P aral *el in the his-
11 dru 8 trade of this coun-
M t0r S Store, Agent.
“nkind
] is good to have such an ideal mar
riage published and commented on
There are many husbands in the
same perenial state of heart, but per
haps this New Yorker is an excep
tion in publishing the fact that he
continued to tell his wife that he
loves her.
There is an impression abroad
that most marriages are unhappy.
This supposition is so common that it
awakens serious forboding, especial
ly when we see homes on every side
going to pieces. Nevertheless I am
convinced that real love dies hard. I
am not sure that love is always dead
even when a man or woman sues for
divorce. I believe *hat a large per
centage of those who get divorces
leave the courtroom with heavy
hearts.
Yet love can die, and I am afraid
the mortality is high. Do not put too
heavy a strain upon it, lest the bond
snap. Count no trouble too great to
maintain it in strength. It costs to’l
to keep anything worth while—to
keep character to keep honor, to
keep reputation, to keep money.
What wonder that it costs something
to keep love It costs time and effort
to win love. It is worth taking any
pains to retain it.
If one would keep love alive and
glowing in the home, the home must
be made a hobby. “But,” you may
say, “my home is a very small one
and my means very limited.” Arnold
Bennett has an article in one of our
magazines on making the prefecting
of the home a lifetime hobby. He is
speaking particularly of perfecting it
in comfort and beauty, indicating
how these will help to perfect it also
in mutual understanding and loving
kindness. And he says, “Your home
may be a small one, but you will nev
er have finished perfecting it. It is a
vast subject that knows no bounds.”
And he adds truly that it costs no
more to make a home beautiful than
to make a home ugly, except in
brains and time.
I speak to the wife about devoting
herself to the home as a hobby. Some
women devote their best talents to
society. And some lavish their great
est gifts upon the club. Nothing is
too good for these objects. Perhaps
you think it would be a pity to play
your best part to such a small audi
ence as the home affords. You want
to keep your best efforts for a wider
circle. You want a greater arena for
the display of your talents. But per-
| hops some day you will awake, not
too late I trust, to find that little do
mestic circle was really the biggest
circle in the wide, wide world.
I address the husband. Do you say
that the home is the woman’s busi-
(t,. fr cuts we gi
‘hat ought to fr,
ffet fall
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<ELLS DEPT. STORE,
u tler, Georgia
ness, and that if the women won’t at
tend to it you are not to be blamed?
The home is the business of everyone
who inhabits it. And, brother, if you
think you have any business bigger
than the home you have no business
with a home. It was said of Charles
Kingsley that home " as 4 " r0 _ dened with care. Mrs. Wiggs, of the
sweetest, e nlres ’ all that I Cabbage Patch with all her want and
mantic thing in life, and that a >l that | ^ nlll]MMlW<in
was bpst and brightest in him shone
the window.” This is not the case un
less the poverty is the result of care
lessness or mismanagement or lazi
ness or vicious habits. Poverty in it
self is not galling if there is love and
hope in the heart. You may be rich
now and in the enjoyment of all the
comforts of life. But if I were to ask
you what was the happesit time of
your life, I think you would say that
it was in those early times when to
put a hundred dollars in the bank
was a boundless joy. Don’t be afraid
to start at the lowest ring of the lad
der and climb upward together!
But live within your income. I
judge that over one-half of all the
ttroubles of married life are matters
of money. More marriages make
shipwreck on the financial bar than
on any other. I have heard of a luna
tic who wanders about the grounds of
an insane asylum trying to bring two
ends of a rubber band together
around the trunks of the trees. The
poor fellow had gone crazy trying
“to make ends meet.” Often have
home ties been strained and broken
by the same problem, especially when
the difficulty of making ends meet
has been caused by the extravagance
of husband or wife or both.
There was wisdom as well as hu
mor in the advice of Artemus Ward,
“Young man, live within your income
if you have to borrow the money to
do it.” And John Randolph of Roa
noke declared he had found the phi
losopher’s stone and it was “Pay as
you go.”
Think of mortgaging one’s house
to buy a pleasure car, or worse yet,
putting on it a second encumber-
ance, as some are said to do. The au
tomobile begins to deteriorate in
value the moment one begins to use
it, while the mortgage and the in
terest remain a fixed amount. The
machine constantly tends toward the
scrap heap, while the mortgage con
tinues in full force. It is a wild and
runious extravagance.
Then if we would keep love warm
and living in the home we must cul
tivate the art of cheerfulness. Every
home has its own atmosphere. You
go into one home and you breathe a
sweet incense. Like Tom Moore’s
vase, it is perfumed by the roses it
carries. Then in another there is
something entirely different. You de
tect the odors of ‘he street. There is
petulance and wrangling, ill temper
sours the air. It is ull but impossible
to keep alive the plant of love in a
climate like that.
Married people should from the
start cultivate that habit of looking
at the brightest side of things, which
Sidney Smith pronounced as “worth
a thousand pounds a year.” Y’es,
cheerfulness is a habit to be cultivat
ed, a moral quality to be acquired.
“It is a thing to be practiced like a
violin.” It will clothe one’s person
ality wth sunshine as with a gar
ment. It will glorify the humblest
home.
The most cheerful people are not
usually those who are the least bur-
yer own is most bustin’, to keep on
believin’ the sun is a-shinin’ when the
clouds is thick enough to cut. Don’t
you go and git sorry for yerself,
she adds. “There’s always lots of
other folks you kin be sorry fer ’stld
of yerself. When things fust git to
goin’ wrong with me I says ‘O Lord,
whatever comes keep me from gittin’
sour’. I’ve made it a practice to put
all my worries down in the bottom
of my heart, then sit on the lid an’
smile.”
The cheer of many homes is wreck
ed because of nagging and fault
finding by both man and wife, and u
disposition on the part of both not to
bear with each other’s failings, i’er-
haps you would be interested to
know that word nag means to gnaw.
And somebody has remarked that it
was probably suggested by the sound
of a dog’s teeth on a bone—gnaw,
gnaw, gnaw. What a horrible, per
sistent, crunching noise it is. Nag
ging is death to cheer, and ministers
to the death of love. If you want to
make a desolation of the home just
begin fretting and complaining and
fault-finding. Find some little trivial
fault and gnaw away at it. Whatever 1
the provocation, don’t nag. Beware
of this insidious evil. It fills the do
mestic cup with bitterness, it flings a
continual shadow over the household
until two who began their life to
gether with joy find themselves at
last mourning over a dead happiness
and a dead love slain by discord.
If love is to be kept alive and
growing in the home there murt be
religion there. There can be no. sub
stitute for this. If love is the founda
tion of a happy home, religion is its
crystal dome through which the light
of heaven shines in. It is that which
makes the home complete and
love secure and abiding. Nothing in
this world can really succeed without
God’s blessing and help.
1 he Christian home is the ripest
fruit earth lifts heavenward. And the
finest sight on earth, a scene to glad
den the angels, is that of two people
standing on the golden heights of
age, viewing a past made up of lights
and shadows, smiles and tears, tri
umphs and defeats, but of growing
faith in God and love for one another
and anticipating a future of unbrok
en union. Gerald Massey has sung
about it sweetly:
O, lay thy hand in mine, dear;
We’re growing old;
But 1 ir.ie hath brought no sign, dear
That hearts grow cold.
’Tis long, long since our new love
Made life divine;
But age enricheth true love ,
Like noble wine.
And lay thy cheek ‘o mine dear,
And take thy rest;
Mine arms around thee twine dear,
And make thy nest.
A many cares are passing
On this dear head;
But sorrow’s hand in blessing
Are surely laid.
0, lean thy life on mine, dear;
’Twill shelter thee.
Thou wert a winsome vine, dear,
On my young tree.
And so, till boughs are leafless,
And songbirds are flown
We’ll twine, then lay us griefiess,
Together down.
JOY
Christian S ience
incarnation of cheer. “The way to git
cheerful,” she says in “Lovey Mary”
there with steady lustre."
Too often the man’s home is only ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^
an inn, a conienien p ace think somebody else’s headache when
sleep, while he gives his whole minu
JUDGE R. L. GREER, OF
OGLETHORPE, SERIOUSLY
ILL AT PLAINS HOSPITAL
Writ on for the
Monitor.
The comVnund to rejoice is fre- ;
quently found in the Bible; and the
study of these commands and of the (
meaning of joy furnishes much food
for thought. Throughout the Bible I
great importance is laid upon joy, I
especially in connection with the j
promises of God to His people. As !
necessary as rain to the bringing
forth of the seed planted in the
earth, is joy to the growth and pros
perity of mankind. The prophet Joel
writes “The vine is dried up and tne
fig tree languisheth; the pomegran
ate tree, the palm tree ulso, and the
apple tree, even the trees of the field
are withered; because joy is withered
away from the sons of men.”Here is
clearly shown the lack of joy results
in lack of the necessaries of life,
whereas we frequently think we must
gain material possessions before we
can realize joy.
If we seem to lack, joy, how can
we obtain it? In “Science and Health
with Key to the Scriptures," Mrs."
Eddy says (p. 304), “This is the doc
trine of Christian Science: that di
vine Love cannot be deprived of its
manifestation, or object: that joy
cannot be turned into sorrow, for
sorrow is not the master of joy;that
good can never produce evil; that
matter can never produce mind nor
life result in death.” Viewed in the
light of Christian Science, We see
that joy, being a quality of God, di-
ine Mind, is not something which
can be taken away. It is permanent.
Jesus said, “Your joy no man tuketh
from you.” No adverse circumstance
can deprive us of joy; ra.her is joy
God’s gift with which we can go
forth victoriously- to meet our prob
lems and our trials.
1 he Bible tells us that the real
man is made in God’s image and
likeness; and.i Christian Science
teaches us how to demonstrate this
spiritual fact. Since joy is a spiritual
quality, man as God’s image and
likeness must always reflect it. We
need to recognize this fact and claim
man’s precious inheritance of joy. To
lack joy is to lack the understanding
of God, and to be in darkness and
ignorance of what it means to be His
child. Instead of waiting for some
material thing to make us glad, we
may learn to say, as Mrs. Eddy de
clares in her poem "Feed my Sheq *“
(Poems, p. 14),
“I will follow and rejoice
All the rugged way.”
We have the Bible assurances that
God is good, that He loves His chil
dren and cares for them, and that He
is with them at all times. Does not
this knowledge bring rejoicing? It is
joy which enables us to lay hold upon’
the promises of the Bible and to!
prove the truth of its statements, be
cause joy means that we believe; it
is the proof of our faith. It opens the
door for the reception of the good
that is promised.
When adversity seems to be facing!
us and trying to rob us of our joy, we
need to hold fast to it, definitely to
claim joy as our gift from divine
Love, and to know that nothing can
take it from God’s children. By pa
tient effort we shall prove joy to be
the master of sorrow. This may
sometimes seem difficult, because
self-pity creeps in, or else a longing
for sympathy from our fellcws hin
ders thu parfaU.diacu~-.meat of^this
diiine quality, so for the urn 1m»-
venting our demon*.ration of joy. We
need to remember that we must look
up to our Father-Mother God with
joy unspeakable, in order that we
may hear the loving command, “Re
joice in the Lord alway: and again I
say, rejoice,”
True happiness is not dependent
upon so-called material causes and
manifestations. If it were, happiness
would be subject to loss and decay.
It is in the understanding of God
that true joy lies; and with this
understanding come the realization
and demonstration of health, peace,
and the abundance of every good
thing. A joyless mentality is barren.
Like the vine and the tree described
by Joel, it is dried up and withered.
So, if we are forgetting to be joyful,
sitting down under the belief that
the sun has gone under a cloud and
everything is cold and gray, let us
take some of these beautiful promis
es of the Bible and pray that the un
derstanding of God may flood our
consciousness and bring with it the
sunlight of Truth and the living,
vitalizing rays of spiritual joy.
It will be a source of regret to his
numerous Taylor county friends to
learn of the serious illness of Judge
R. L. Greer, of Oglethorpe, which in
formation comes to us through the
columns of the Macon County Citi
zen, and as follows:
•‘As we go to press we learn that
Judge R. L. Greer, of this city, was
carried to Plains about noon today
seriously ill and is probably at this
time undergoing an emergency ope
ration the nature of which we have
been unable to learn.
“Judge Greer had been ill for sev
eral days but his illness was not con
sidered serious until this morning at
which time serious complications
arose which caused his physicians,
after a hurried consultation, to call
Hill’s ambulance, of Montezuma, in
which he was rushed to the Plains
hospital.
“Judge Greer is universally re
spected and admired by the people of
Macon County, and all of whom will
join The Citizen in wishing for him a
speedy recovery.”
Dr. D, W. Pritchett
Eye, Ear, Nose
s nd Throat
THOMASTON, GA.
Office Hours
1 to 6 P. M.
“NOAH’S ARK" GREAT
HUMAN STORY
"Noah’s Ark” the romance of .to
day and the far yesterdays which is
to be presented qt the Rialto, The
atre, Macon, Ga., has been built on a
stupendous scale. Beginning at the
opening of the World War, the dim
arid destruction of battle makes it
self felt by the audience. Then, after
a mqst impressive scene, all the
characters are spirited back .five
thousand years to the time of Noah
and the building of the Ark.
This Warner Bros.’ Vitaphone
talking picture is first, and above all
vital and delightful entertainmerit.lt
is not a war picture—not a Biblical
story—except in the sense that it
does, as nearly as possible, follow
the costumes and the customs of
those widely separated periods; <
It is a story of erring humanity,
which is the same yesterday, today,
and forever.
Darryl Francis Zanuck wrote the
story of Noah’s Ark and Michael
Curtiz directed it. The cast is im
pressive. Dolores Costello is starred
with George O’Brien, and they are
supported by Noah Berry, Louise
Fazenda, Guinn Williams, Paul Mc
Allister, Nigel de Brulier, Anders
Randolf, Armand Kaiiz, Myrna Loy,
Wm. V. Mong, Malcolm Waite, Noble
Johnson, Otto Hoffman, Joe Bonomo
and more than ten thousand people.
At the Rialto Theatre, Macon, Ga.,
all next week, beginning Aug. 19th.
We once read of a fox who found
an old bear sharpening his teeth.
“What are you doing that for ” ask
ed the fox. “There is no hunter
around.” “Ah,” said the bear, “when
the hunter is around, I’ll be having
other things to do.” Preparing for
the future, using opportunities that
present themselves to become strong
and skillful to meet the struggles of
the coming years, are marks of wis
dom in any man. The time for the
construction of character’s founda
tion, for instance, is in youth-time.
He is wise who finds himself ready
when the shadows begin to lengthen.
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