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DALTON, GA., THURSDAY, OCTOBER 1, 1914.
Who is •financing Villa and his latest revolution?
That Russian Przemysl lookB in print very much
like pretzel.
We have a very high regard for government super
visors who do their duty.
That unspeakable Turk in Washington has suc-
efiefled in talking himself out of a job.
If this war business is going to keep up the farmer
■sight profitably go to growing gun cotton.
Speaking of modern warfare, it is just as brutal
eel just as savage as ancient and mediaeval warfare.
Our warm friend, Judge Augustus Fite, is setting
a splendid example for those of belligerent tenden-
<Sfls.
At any rate Judge Fite knows exactly how it
feels to be knocked down, and this may bo worth
something to him in trying cases.
Oh, well, none of Hoke’s friends ever claimed that
he controlled any more than the president and the
senate. It takes a mule driver to do any good in
(he house.
GOING TO CHURCH SUNDAY.
The president of the United States has designated
Sunday, October 4th, as a day to be given over by
the American people to supplications to the Almighty
for a hasty termination of the ghastly European war.
' This is no time to quibble about whether or not
you believe in prayers for peace. Every citizen of
Dalton and Whitfield county should go to church
Sunday; those who can’t pray can listen to those
who can, and by being present will thus protest against
foe greatest war of the ages.
8pecial services have been prepared to be held at
all the churches in the city, and many outside of the
city.
Let’s make next Sunday a real, sure enough go-
to-ohurch Sunday. Everybody—heathen, infidel and
hypocrite—is invited to be present in some church.
It will do us all good to see how all of us look at
Church, and the occasion may be the means of re
formation and repentance, as well as a renunciation of
those things not vouched for in the sermon on the
mount.
Come, let’s all go to church Sunday.
Dick Grubb, of the Darien Gazette, is the right
kind of a philosopher. He says things could be a
whole lot worse than they are, and then not be so
awfully bad.
The Canadian humorist, Sir. Leacock, thinks
American humor is on the decline. There’s a reason.
Theodore Roosevelt is said to possess no sense of
foe ridiculous.
That turpenite which the Franeh are said to be
wing so effectively against the enemy must be some
thing like blind tiger whisky, as it paralyzes its
victims suddenly.
What do the soreheads and the down and outs eare
((bout the farmer! What they want is an oppor
tunity to cuss Hoke Smith twenty-four hours a day.
Ho certainly ought to be proud of his enemies.
The colonel seems to be having more kinds of
trouble than the enemies of Hoke Smith. Just about
the time he was beginning to show up on a few
front pages, Villa and Carranza broke in and butted
him off.
THE WEEPING SOREHEADS.
“Blaming it on Hoke Smith has developed into
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a serious disease with many in this state,’’ re
marks the Dalton Citizen. True, but it doesn’t
hurt Hoke Smith any more. The people of the
state understand it, and Senator Smith himself
doesn’t pay any attention to the numerous jibes
of those who are known to be suffering with the
“serious disease.’’—Albany Herald. ^
No, the jibes' do not hurt him. On the contrary,
they help him. The people know the sources and
they understand the littleness and narrowness of
them. The truth of the business is Hoke Smith is
the only member of the Georgia delegation in Wash
ington who has made any effort to do anything
toward helping the farmers out of their present
dilemma. The rest of the delegation sat still and
silent and sneered at the efforts of the man who
was attempting the impossible—mayhap the imprac
ticable—but nevertheless he was trying to do some
thing. And because he tried and couldn'’t the sore
heads are trying to make it appear that he is re
sponsible for the government’s failure to come to
the aid of the cotton growers. He put his measures
through the senate, but the house in its “superior’’
wisdom, rejected them.
If it were not such a serious question with the
farmers the whole thing would be too ludicrous to
even notice. The idea of a lot of sorehead politicians
and discredited newspapers trying to make political
capital out of such a state of affairs is enough to
make the angels weep.
THE LAWLESS PROTECTED.
Recently we made the observation in these col
umns that if one got through Sunday without getting
killed he was pretty safe for the balance of the week
Conditions have not changed since, as the Saturday
night tragedy proves, and will not until the law
breakers in this city are handled with"' an iron hand
directed by a determined will.
The lawless seem to be absolutely in the saddle.
The police department can do nothing, or if it can
it will not. Whisky selling is everywhere apparent
if one is to judge by the drunks and the empties
but no arrests are made. In the past grand juries
have returned true bills against tbe most notorious
whisky peddlers, only to have the good effects of the
work nullified by a “kind-hearted” court. Small
fines and suspended sentences dd no good—they merely
license the peddlers.
If we felt that it would do any good we should
advisft the grand jury, which will convene next week,
to investigate and return true bills against those who
persist in selling whisky. But if the offenders are
to have only light fines put on them it will do no
good. The taxpayers will have to foot the bills, while
the officials will grab the fees, and boot-legging will
continue unabated.
There is a remedy for these evils—simple enforce
ment of the law and proper punishment for those
convicted. We have never yet been able to under
stand why it is that of all criminals coming before
the court at this place those guilty of selling whisky
are treated with such “kind-hearted’’ consideration,
as if they were benefactors of the race.
When we heard Judge Fite drew his knife on his
antagonist in Cartersville, we discredited it at once,
on the charitable ground that if he did take out his
knife it was for the purpose of removing the hasty
accumulation of real estate that was thrust under his
finger nails on account of his sudden contact with
mother earth.
Bourbon county, Ky., has up and voted dry. How
ever, we do not suspect that Bourbon whisky will
disappear from the face of the earth except in the
same old way—down the throats of the Kentucky
colonels, sah.
See how the blind tigers flourish in the jurisdic
tion of the great self-styled “law enforcing judge.’
In twenty years we have never seen blind tiger con
ditions so aggravating as external indications at the
present time suggest.
A fellow by the name of Sibley is running for
the senate against Hoke Smith. Let’s see, one Ralph
Cochran who thought he needed the advertising, tried
the- same thing. He got the advertising but he
didn’t get foe office.
We saw it stated - somewhere the other day that
the Augusta Chronicle is of the opinion that Wilson
will be defeated in 1916, but elected in 1920. This
is rather long-range prophecy, but maybe the Chronicle
has good reasons for making it.
The farmers, if they will, can absolutely control
the price of cotton. But in order to do it they must
quit going in debt. Debt is the millstone about their
necks whicji makes them sell their cotton and other
farm products without having one word to say about
the price.
The internal revenue department at Washington
says thg.t since the “dry” law went into effect in
Georgia illicit distilleries have increased 300 per cent.
The department also says that per capita consump
tion of whisky on which taxes are paid shows an in
crease. With the increase in consumption of both
lawful and unlawful whiskies so pronounced, it is at
once apparent that the boot-legging ‘‘ industry ’ ’ in
this country is no small affair.
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Clippings and Comments. ♦
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The Rheims cathedral stands and can be re
claimed. But its costly and artistic equipment
in decorations are ruined.—Augusta Chronicle.
Yes, but the war is not yet over. There is no
telling what will yet happen to the famous cathedral^
Their intense silence indicates that a lot of
war correspondents in Europe have been stricken
by dum dum bullets.—Macon News.
Silence is golden, because there seems to be not a
dum bit of truth in anything that is said or written
about the war.
Who would have thought it? Wall street is
now hoping to open up in good shape when the
Federal reserve banking system gets into opera
tion.—New -York World.
Well, the federal reserve system is just about to
get going. The national banks have bought and paid
for their stock. The future is bright with promise.
So far there have been no suggestions to the
correct pronunciation of name of the river Aisne.
^ Will somebody just stand up and tell us about
it?—Rome Tribune-Herald.
That’s easy. Leave the “s” out and you have
it. The one we can’t say after we found out what
it was is Przemysl, because it looks so all-fired like
what it aint.
Several of the country national banks which
have been caught hoarding reserve money up to 40
and 50 and more per cent have the effrontery to
reply that they consider this a badge of honor or
proof of good banking. One of the merits of the
new Federal reserve system is that it will force
upon such institutions quite another idea of good
banking.—New York World.
Very true. We have seen that excuse put forward
by a few pious bankers who are very long, on advice
to everybody about everything.
Never try to talk to .a man when he is adding
a column of figures or-'trying to write. Polite
ness is not his long suit at' such a time. Rome
Tribune-Herald.
Yes, also don’t talk to him wlien he is “get
ting a bite” on foe creek.—Moultrie Observer.
In this connection we should like to know just
what part of a man’s anatomy is his creek.
Life and
Laughter
BY JAMES WELLS
“The Printer-Poet”
“I Should Worry ”
Entertaining Hens.
(A Western college professor says hens should be
entertained while they ard on the job.)
Oh, Mandy, get foe phonograph,
Put on the latest “rag,”
But choose a good and lively tune
Whose music doesn’t drag;
And hike out to the chicken house;
Be quick of you I beg,
The dominecker’s on the job,
And wants to fay an egg.
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Oh, Tommy, quit that chopping wood,
And Ikey, you come, too;
And Jake and John, you come along,
See how good you can do.
A male quartette’s a splendid bet—
Be sure you do.'your best;
Now beat it to the barn-loft, boys—
Old Speckle’s on the nest.
Come, Mollie, with your tango dance,
And with the Turkey trot; '
We’ve got to give the hens a chance,
So hurry to the lot.
Then fling your little feet around,
And keep it up all day.
If those white leghorns should get blue
They’d never, never lay.
And, Bessie," with the dulcet voice,
And sentimental_ turn,
Whose songs so sweet, make pulses beat,
And hearts to burn and yearn.
Oh, hie you to the cMcken house
And croon a lullaby.
That Wyandotte, as apt as not
To hatch some chicks will try.
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A Joy Song.
Wouldn’t be repinin’
’Cause the day is drear;
Ain’t no use a whinin’
’Cause it isn’t clear.
Some days must be dreary,
Some time it must rain,
But the sunshine, cheery,
Always comes again.
Wouldn’t he a-cryin’
’Cause a thing’s gone wrong,
Try, instead of sighin’
Singin’ of a song.
Some days must have trouble,
Sorrow, woe and pain,
But they’re just a bubble—
Jov will come again.
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Another War Poem!
A Pretty maid, though much afraid
Of war and its alarms.
Hastes to obey when lovers say
To arms, sweetheart, to arms!
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A Piece for Peace Day.
The dogs of war are on the trail,
But the people all agree
It would be best for all the rest
If the dog-gone dogs would “tree.’
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God Give Us Men Who Think.
God give us men who think;
Give men who are not bound
By cold convention’s laws
To things as they are 'found.
Give men with vision keen
To see the wrong, the right,
And courage, true, to dare
To struggle, strive, to fight.
God give us men who think,
Nor stand, complacent, by,
While thoughtless rabble hordes
The truth would crucify.
Give men who dare to cross
Convention’s guarded brink
Nor stop to reek the loss—
God give - us men who think.
That’s Right.
A little moral lesson, folks,
I’ll give to you tonight;
You hardly ever will get left
If you will just go right.
Lucky Dog.
If a dog were in a shipwreck
He would never, never drown.
He’d be floating on foe water
When all things else went down.
No grave for him in chasm grim,
Beneath the briny foam;
He’d just get in his little “hark,”
And then come sailing home.
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A Sticker.
He’d very often stumble,
As he went upon his way,
But he’d never, never grumble
Nor on the ground would stay.
He’d always get up grinning
And have another try,
And say “A bad beginning,
But I’ll make it by and by.”
- No matter what was ailing,
No matter what was wrong,
He never thought of failing,
But would sing a little song.
He’d waste no time in sighing,
You’d never hear him cry,
He simply kept on trying:
“I’ll make it by and by.”
No wonder he succeeded,
And many fights he won,
And all foe things he needed,
He got them one by one!
He pimply got up grinning,
Each time that he was tripped,
And always got his inning,
Not knowing he was whipped.
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To Be No Regional Banks?
To the Editor of The Dalton Citizen:
A discussion is now on foot as to who originated
the “Buy-a-bale” movement. I feel sure that it
originated *with the Rome Tribune. I believe foe files
of that paper will show it.
In the year 1910 Count Leo Tolstoy predicted the
present war and said that it would be “due to mili
tarism, women’s lack of virtue and commercialism.”
He further said foe net result would be greatly bene
ficial in that it would be the last war of any promi
nence between nations, and that by 1925 there would
be but the United States of America and foe United
States of Europe, and there would be no kings, queens
or royalty. I feel sure he was partially right in his
diagnosis, and wholly right iB his prognosis.
What has become of foe Regional Reserve Bank
propaganda? Did you notice foe big gold reserve pool
of five million organized in New York last week?
What will become of the Henry Bill for foe relief
of the cotton planter now before the congress? Did
you ever see a copy of it? Why have not the papers
printed it? Congress ordered it printed, as is custo
mary for all bills, for foe use of members. Did you
know that the Henry Bill was drawn by a distinguish
ed Atlanta statesman? Now, Mr. Editor, any fool
can ask a lot of questions, but who will answer? I’ll
bet you a dollar to a doughnut that you will never see
a Regional Reserve Bank established in America. Its
provisions require a forty per cent gold reserve. Bank
ing conditions now only require five per cent. See
the point? It is freely predicted that foe Henry Bill
will not pass because a certain statesman is not behind
it. If the Regional Reserve Bank and tbe Congress
(according to the ante-primary promises) were to help
the cotton planter, why in the name of all that is
good and holy don’t they get busy! There are more
things. rotten in Denmark than guano.
I see that the Louisville and Nashville Railway is
about to accomplish the parallelling of foe Western
and Atlantic railroad, hoping thereby to destroy or
reduce its renting value. I have for many years
known that was the intention. If the people of Geor
gia will only look into the matter and find out facts
as have Hooper Alexander and Barry Wright they
would be better off. I have called attention to it be
fore in the columns of The Citizen. The legislature
should not be blocked by the L. and N. The strictly
local business of the Western and Atlantic alone, ac
cording to the very statement of the present lessees,
pays six per cent on an estimated investment of ten
million dollars, and YET that statement did not show
what the rents from business houses in Chattanooga
paid, which I happen to know is seventy-five thousand
dollars, or more, yearly. We do not have to lease the
road to the L. and N. The Chattanooga and Atlanta
terminals if properly handled, handled as Barryj
Wright and Hooper Alexander suggest, will pay as
much as is now received from the lease. Think these
things over, Mr. Editor, think them over.
FRANK T. REYNOLDS.
rurals who wereto beat their swords into
and their spears into pruning hooks l n f p0Wshar es
this the irridescent dream of some optimist^ "f® “ ot
ed well but not wisely? vr ^° dream.
Yes, we all thought a few months ago «. *
dream was being realized, bnt since the r. **
peror lifted the lid off hell we see the who/? 11 em '
truth. Wilole horrible
Great God! How feverishly the world has i,
molding cannon and manufacturing deat J® beeE
. Qeat b-dealin»
machines while we were being lulled to
sleep by the
assurance that the lion and the lamb were ahL '
to lie down together! bout re *ly
We now awake to the fact that Europe is ma
arsenal. That every man is a trained soldier an! T
each king and emperor has been patiently bidinV*
time when he might rise and slaughter Iris enem *
Query: Have we been deceived? I 3 the r,
Peace a fake, or is it true that we have never
stood the mission of the Prince of Peace’ “ er '
The psalmist says: “Vainly do the heathen rage”
—but the heathen are behaving nicely. These 8
ring nations are Christian nations. They se!d
sionaries to foreign lands and when preaching
prayer fail 'to drive out the heathen gods powder an!
lead are resorted to. England established* Christia
ity in a large part of India, and now she calls W
Indian subjects to come up and kill off her Christh/
neighbors. Germany and France are christianizing
parts of Africa and teaching them that it is wrong to
kill—sometimes. ° 0
These conditions naturally raise the question- L
Christianity a failure? We are going to answer the
question by saying that Christianity is all right but
churchianity is a most stupendous failure. ’
We seriously doubt if Christianity has ever had
a test.. As soon as it was born it was molded into a
system and has grown by subdivisions until the es
sence has evaporated and only the empty shell is left
Bernard Shaw says that true Christianity was ex
tinguished on Calvary, and that what we have had
since is a poor imitation.
Still we must believe that Christianity is the one
thing that will take the last remnant of the savage
out ^of human nature. So far very little has been
accomplished in that line, but on what else can we
rely? Maybe the questions will answer themselves
in God's own good time, and then we may be able to
read the riddle of man’s existence. JUNIUS
Praying for Peace, Etc.
To the Editor of The Dalton Citizen:
It is said' the pendulum swings as far one way as
it does the other, but it sometimes seems that it goes
a little further the other way. Is it not a strange
inconsistency that all the powers except the heathen
and the “near” heathen-are brutally butchering each
other? It is estimated that in the Christian era more
souls have been murdered in war than in all the pagan
nations in all the past—a number exceeding the pres
ent population of the globe.
Talk about civilized warfare, isn’t this a misnomer?
Can there be such a thing? Is it not possible that we
have been sending our missionaries to the wrong field?
~We farmers who are always disturbed seem ex
ceedingly so at this time—don’t just exactly know
how to meet the condition; don’t know what about our
cotton. Want a law passed prohibiting planting more
than a given area. Would it not be more feasible to
enact that the factories buy and manufacture a given
number of bales? Sometimes the pendulum seems to
swing too'Tar the other way.
The politician is charged with the statement that
the farmers didn’t have sense enough for concerted
action. Let’s be careful to demonstrate the statement
false.
The doctrine of cutting down the acreage should
have been promulgated secretly, for let Reuben be
come enthused with the idea that there’s going to be
a general cut in acreage and he will planf double, for
Reuben, you undeVstand, is a strange fellow and has
lots of brothers as strange as himself.
By proclamation we are to pray in October for
peace across the water. Uncle Josh thinks the date
should have been set earlier—that should there be any
delay in the answer, or should complications arise in
arranging the terms, so many would be killed.
I don’t understand it.
I seem to think it a sad reflection on twentieth,
century Ghristian civilization that there have been
slain in the Christian era in battle more than were
slain by the pagan peoples in all the ages—more than
the present population of the globe.
Some think there is not any hope for peace until
somebody gets a good “licking,” and that until then
will hold good the version of the old deacon, “No
use to pray for rain until the wind changes. ’ ’
- PHILOM.
P. - S.—Not being the least stubborn, I feel it my
duty not to kick at the reduction of the cotton acreage.
I planted a half acre this year and shall next year
just plant a little for seed. I also feel that I ought
to hold this crop off the market on account of its
deleterious effect in depressing prices.
Some Problems.
To the Editor of The Dalton Citizen:
In these strenuous days of war some questions offer
themselves for solution. Three questions oftenest pro
pounded are these: Who precipitated this war? Who
will win? How long will it last? These are questions
about which experts will differ; therefore,, each one
may select his own answers.
But there are other questions coming up of more
real importance than these. For instance how is this
war to be reconciled with the gospel of peace that has
been preached for two thousand years?
In the language of Patrick Henry, “Men have
cried 'Peace, peace,’ and there is no peace.” How
fondly we spoke of the Hague Peace Tribunal! How
the great heart of the nations thrilled a few months
ago when it was proposed that all nations contribute
to a fund to build a grand monument to peace!
But after all the hub-bub it seems that Peace
“has folded his tent like the Arab, and silently stolen
away.” We want to know what has become of foe
Broken Reeds.
To the Editor of The Dalton Citizen:
Those who founded their hope on evolution have
builded on the sand.
Those who trust to ereedism, ecclesiastieism and
secret orderism to regenerate humanity and furl the
red banners of war, are leaning upon broken reeds.
The marvelous increase of knowledge, instead of
humanizing men, has dotted the ocean and the sky
with machines of murder.
Kings and emperors call themselves “defenders
of the faith.” Countless spires point heavenward and
millions of men call themselves disciples of the Christ,
bnt still ironclads ride the seas. And the hard-hand
ed toiler and the widow are taxed to feed and arm and
drill soldiers.
Secret orders teaching justice, mercy and brotherly
love have erected their altars throughout the world,
but the lessons taught and the obligations taken at
these altars are as straws in a cyclone when greed
and ambition call for bloodshed. At the word of a
.tyrant those who have bowed at these altars hasten
to butcher one another.
Today, Europe, sown with Bibles and dotted with
churches and institutions of learning, is being drench
ed with blood and tears. Today war is being waged
upon the most stupendous scale ever known to hu
manity.
Has the star of hope ceased to shine forever?
Has Christianity proved but another gigantic failure!
With all our soul we have trusted in the Christ to
redeem humanity and to banish oppression and sor
row and heartaches and tears from this beautiful
world. Have we leaned upon another broken reed!
No, indeed, we have not. The star of hope never
blazed brighter than it blazes at this moment. The
bow of the promise never glowed with greater beauty
than at this hour. It is the mistaken theories of
man that have been exploded. It is man that has
failed. Faith in the ultimate emancipation of hu
manity grows stronger daily in the hearts of those
whose trust is in God, and whose souls have drunk at
the fountain of divine wisdom. Search the scriptures
for yourself and see that it is man’s theories that
have failed. JESSIE BAXTER SMITH.
The Verdict of Civilization.
War is the foulest fiend that ever vomited forth
from the mouth of hell.—Jean Jacques.
I abhor war and view it as the greatest scourge
of mankind.—Thomas Jefferson.
There never was a good war or a bad peace.
Benjamin Franklin.
My country is the world; my countrymen are all
mankind.—William Lloyd Garrison.
The more I study the world, the more am I con
vinced of the inability of force to create anything
durable.—Napoleon Bonaparte.
God hath made of one blood all nations of men
for to dwell on all the face of the earth. Paul on
Mars Hill.
We have abolished slavery from civilized coun
tries, the owning of man by man. The next gr&t
step that tbe world can take is to abolish war. the
killing of man by man.—Andrew Carnegie.
My first wish is to see the whole world at peace,
and foe inhabitants of it as one band of brothers,
striving which should most contribute to the happi nes3
of mankind.—George Washington.
With malice toward none, with charity tor a ,
with firmness in the right as God gives us to see t e
right, let us strive ... to do all which may
achieve and cherish a just and lasting peace among
ourselves and with all nations.—Abraham Lincoln.
The method by which states prosecute their righ s
can not under present conditions be a process of l aW >
since no court exists having jurisdiction over them,
hut only war. But through war, even if it result m
victory, the question of right is not decided. m
anuel Kant.
The doctrine that violence, oppression, inhuman', y,
is an essential element of society, is so revolting t a >
did I believe it, I would say, let society perish, .e^
man and "his works be swept away, and the earth ®
abandoned to the brutes. Better that the g'ohe
be tenanted by brutes than by brutalized men.—
liam Ellery Channing. ,
But what a cruel thing is war, to separate^ an
destroy families and friends, and mar the pure.- U ^
and happiness God has granted us in this world,
fill our hearts with hatred instead of love foe
neighbors and to devastate the fair face of the bea-
fnl world.—Robert E. Lee. . ,
There will be the full complement of backs bro*e
in two, of arms twisted wholly off. of men,.j g
upon their bayonets, of legs smashed up lU.e
of firewood, of heads sliced open like apples, 0 °
heads crunched into .soft jelly by the iron ho^.s o^
horses, of faces trampled out of all likeness to •- 1 .
thing human. This is what skulks behind “a spien
charge.” This is what follows, as a matter of c0 '‘ r= ’
when onr fellows rode at them in style and cut
np famously.—-Charles Dickens.