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Official organ of the United States Circuit and District
Courts, Northwestern division, Northern District of Georgia.
OFFICIAL OBGAN WHITPIELD COUNTY
Terms of Subsor iption:
One Year ..
Six months .
Three months
Advertising Bates Furnished on Application.
It makes little difference, of course, what we say
or think, hut we have no words of censure to heap on
the two members of the prison commission who could
not reach the conclusion that it was their duty to
recommend that the' governor commute the sentence
of Frank to life* imprisonment. While we disagree
with them we do not disrespect them.
Entered at the Dalton, Ga., postoffice for transmission
through the. mails as second-class matter.
DALTON, GEORGIA, THURSDAY, JUNE 17, 1915.
Clippings and Comments.
■ Can you shut one eye and feel it getting
warmer?:—Macon Telegraph.
Which do you mean, the weather or the eye?
Summer time in Georgia without some kind of a
political campaign doesn't seem a bit natural—
Macon News.
Don’t worry. The legislature will soon be getting
busy.
Our correspondence school course in dignity
says it is vulgar as the dickens to get pickled
at a banquet and lean one elbow in the soup.—
Macon Telegraph.
That's nothing. Did you ever see a man with lots
of whiskers drink buttermilk?
Dalton claims 8,000 people. That sounds like
some of the boasts of Jack for whom the town was
named.—Savannah JPress.
Dalton has 8,000 people and eight wards.' What she
is now preparing to do is to increase the number of
her population and reduce the number of her wards.
Now what we want to know is, who is Jack?
We suggest that the paragrapher of the Macon Tele
graph make Tom Watson air-apparent to the throne of
the Gumps.
“Earnest Willie” is now telling the people just what
to do in-order to be saved. “Earnest Willie” is more
or less tiresome.
The Dalton Citizen and the Dawson News are
two of the very best weekly newspapers in Georgia.
. They find a welcome upon our exchange table.—
Griffin News and Sun.
There are many good weeklies in Georgia, and it is
a pleasure to us to have The Citizen classed with the
best by as splendid authority as the Griffin News and
Sun.
The Hearst newspapers are so pacific just now that
one wonders why the d 1 they were trying to in
volve this country in a war with Mexico a little while
baek.
We often wonder if the hypocrite who yells for
the newspaper to eliminate certain kinds of adver
tising refuses to accept money and do business
with the people whom he urges the newspapers to
cut out? Let that revolve through your mind for
a minute!—Brunswick News.
What you need, brother, is' a course in “moral
philosophy,” and we recommend to you our teacher,
Brother George D. Bucker, of the Alpharetta Free
Press.
Having investigated a little further, we are of the
opinion that we would refuse to print the “Men and
Beligion Bulletins” for pay, and we need mony aw
fully bad, too.
Eichelberger evidently wants a speaker who will
pack committees. People of this grand old state be
lieve in fair play, even though one side'Claims to pos
sess all virtue and all wisdom.
Whitfield county, Georgia, is at work on its part
of the Dixie Highway, and if we are to believe the
Dalton Citizen, will have the work done in a jiffy.
The way to build highways is to build them, and
the north Georgians are alive to the fact.—Chat
tanooga Times.
Don’t take our word for it. Come down and see.
Not only are we building the Dixie Highway, but- we
are building roads all over the county just as good as
our part of the Dixie Highway.
A fellow in New York is reported to be a regular
grouch until he gets about a couple of quarts of whis
key under his belt. If whiskey will cure a grouch,
we know some people who ought to have a barrel each.
Some of Leo Frank’s would-be friends continue
to be his worst enemies, and many of those who
clamor for his execution are helping to manufac
ture sympathy for him.—Albany Herald.
That states the case very clearly. Some of Frank’s
fool friends have hurt him while some of his fool ene
mies have helped him. There is little doubt but what
the Thomson lunatic has helped him, by creating a
great deal of sympathy for him among those who be
lieve in the orderly procedure of justice.
Yes, Brother Bucker, we Charge the merchants the
same price for their advertisements we do for the
“Gold Blume” ad. Anything else? We are perfectly
willing to answer all questions since you are to give
us a course in “moral philosophy.”
Our idea of an ingrate is a man who has a sufficiency
of this world’s goods, and the protection of this gov
ernment, the greatest and freest in the world, and then
sits around and cusses and abuses everything and
-everybody twenty-four hours a day.
We can stand most anything better than the
sniveling hypocrite, who like the poor, seem to be
always with us.—Dalton Citizen.
. Possibly if we had more outspoken newspapers
like The Citizen we wonld have fewer hypocrites.
Too many newspapers are inclined to coddle the
hypocrite and hold him up as an object for emu-
__ lation.—Walton Tribune.
Thank you, Brother Camp. We’ve never yet suf
fered any as a result of speaking plainly. You or I,
or both of us, may be hypocrites in the eyes of people
who disagree with us, but they ought to be open enough
to say so, don’t you think?
Madisonian seems to be worrying about us, and in
order to make us worry, so as to sorter balance up,
refers, to the “late unpleasantness” between Judge
Fite and us. So far as we are concerned, we are per
fectly satisfied with the result, and regret exceedingly
that the Madisonian considers the incident worth men
tioning. However, if it gets-any pleasure out of it, we
don’t object.
What fools Tom Watson must take the people for!
And what fools he makes of some of them! It was
only a few years ago that he was abusing Governor
Hoke Smith to the limit for not commuting the sen
tence of his friend and client, Glover, who murdered
in cold blood a poor factory woman in Augusta. His
friend Glover was convicted on direct, not circum
stantial, evidence, and no element of doubt entered
into the case. If Leo Frank were Watson’s client and
friend he would no doubt be a poor, persecuted Jew,
directly descended from the Man of Sorrows!
Embarrassment of Riches.
So vexed am I by worldly wealth
I fain would quickly end it;
For I’ve a life-sized dollar bill,
And don’t know how to spend it.
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People, Too, Sometimes.
“Where are the peas,” the parsley said;
The cabbage wagged his massive head. '
“The tale goes thus, I understand,
The peas were fresh and so got ‘canned.’ ”
James Wells.
PAGE TWO
THE DALTON CITIZEN, THURSDAY, JUNE 17, 1915.
The Dalton Citizen
PUBLISHED EVEBY THUBSDAY
T. S. SHOPE Editor
T. S. MeOAATY Associate Editor
Little Joe is still living up to his first name.
If grape juice is to take the same tumble Bryan
has, glad we haven’t any grape juice stock.
Sorter agree with the Albany Herald, that there is
no such thing as a new Ford joke.
There are' over 8,000,000 marriageable women in the
United States, and yet Judge Rowell, of Borne, is
single.'
The Value of Exercise.
It was Emerson, we believe, who said that ‘ ‘ rest
' r means fust,” and Hubbard took the idea and made a
beautiful and effective epigram, as follows:
“The mintage of wisdom is to know that rest
is rust, and that real life is in love, laughter and
work. ’ ’
Show us a man who does his work willingly and
with pleasure, and who mixes with it the proper amount
of outdoor exercise in the afternoons and early morn
ings, and we will show you a man who doesn’t have
to neglect his business taking long vacations.
So important is this matter of exercise that the gov
ernment health service bureau has issued a bulletin
from which we take the following excellent advice:
Take daily. exercise. Have a hobby that gets
you out of doors. Walk to your business, to your
dressmaker’s, walk for the sake of walking. Join
a walking clufc and keep your weekly score of
miles. Keep chickens, make a garden, wheel the
baby or play golf, or any other game, but take
two hours’ outdoor exercise every day. Gymnas
ium work is good for those who like it and can
afford it, but avoid heavy athletics. Don’t try
to be a “strong man;” the champion athlete often
dies young.
More than two hundred years ago Dryden wrote:
Better to hunt in fields for, health unbought
Than fee the doctor for a nauseous draught,
Few, indeed, there are who take the proper amount
of exercise. Some are too lazy, and some eat so much
they can’,t- with any satisfaction. The sin of over
eating is more prevalent than the average person
thinks, and far more people die from overeating than
from undereating.
The Macon News, pursuing this subject, comments
as follows:
The principal health-giving factor of golf is the
walking which it enforces. While the swinging
of the clubs invigorate nearly every muscle in the
body, it is the walk of several miles, up hill and
down dale, over hedges and across fields, that does
the work. This, coupled with the fresh air, the
sunshine and the abstraction from business worry,
does both mind and body good.
For, in the words of Pope, exercise, not rest, is
the strength of the mind.
The increased prevalence of diseases of degenera
tion is attributable largely to the decline in pop
ular exercise among men and women approaching
or past middle age. Exercise has prolonged many
lives—witness Mr. Gladstone, when past eighty,
chopping down" trees. It laughs the doctor to
scorn, makes life insurance companies sit up and
chuckle, and blesses the individual.
Funny, isn’t it, the Germans, efficient and on- the
job all the time, are not having any trouble with
“demon rum?”
The Atlanta Constitution refuses to print Wm. J.
"Bryan’s epistles. We congratulate the newspaper on
the stand it has taken, because there is considerable
curiosity on the part of the public as to Bryan’s
antics. - '
Crusade Against Tuberculosis.
The Baoul Foundation, established for the purpose
its definite campaign.
Literature showing the nature of consumption, the
symptoms, method of prevention and how, when and
where to look for the treatment and cure is being sent
out free of charge to any and every call throughout
the state from the office^ of the foundation, 303 Can
dler Building, Atlanta. Personal letters giving advice
and directions to patients and their friends are also
being sent, and correspondence kept up with each so
far as it is necessary.
Aside from this correspondence feature of the work,
committees are being secured in various parts of the
state for the purpose of-forwarding the work locally,
and, after the first of August, the services of a
trained nurse, Miss Chloe Jackson, B. N., of Lexing
ton, Kentucky, a specialist in the care of consump-
tivces, will be at the service of these local organiza
tions. She will make preliminary surveys and super
intend the establishment of a permanent nursing serv
ice for the care of consumptives in the various local
ities.
During the summer, aside from the direction of the
office, the executive secretary, Mr. Faulkner, will be
engaged in the formation of these organizations. Ar
rangements have also been made for him to appear
before the teachers in all the institutes under the
direction of Miss Parrish for two or three addresses,
and he will welcome such other engagements as he
may be able to meet.
It is the purpose in this institute work to secure
the co-operation of the teachers and thereby carry
the campaign of prevention into every home. In this,
as well as other features of the work, we are advised
Mr. Faulkner has had wide experience.
The People Are Judging.
Not in our memory of men and affairs have we ever
known a man to receive the severe censure that is now
being heaped upon one William Jennings Bryan. The
censure runs the scale of infamy. Some newspapers
recommend the rope, while others advise the axe. The
ex-secretary of state has been classed with Iscariot,
Benedict Arnold and Aaron Burr. All of which, in
our opinion, is too severe. This country is not in a
state of war, and while Bryan deserted his chief at
a critical time, subsequent events have shown that the
president’s note is not the real cause of the resignation.
The note itself is evidence that the secretary could
have signed it w : !hout harm to his mystic soul or
his sensitive conscience, in view of the fact that he
signed the one to * Germany preceding it.
There was not enough limelight in being secretary
of state, especially the kind of one Bryan was making.
He could not stand the silence; he always has talked,
and as secretary of state his lips were sealed and the
American people had to get along without his advice.
From his effusions since he left office it seems clear
that the compelling force that brought about his action
was his desire to talk regardless of what he might
say, because much that he has said is simply silly,
especially his note to the German-Americans.
If Bryan had kept quiet after he left the cabinet,
he would not have been pilloried before the people as
the greatest traitor since Iscariot, perhaps, but that
was too much to expect of him.
The Chicago Post sizes the whole situation up in the
fewest words we have yet seen, as follows:
Mr. Bryan makes a plea that his country judge
him fairly. He will stand or fall ogphis own acts;
he asks only to be heard.-
It is all very noble. It has its honest pathos.
But in this very act Mr. Bryan again fails
utterly to see that this country now has on hand
far bigger business than the judging of Mr. Bryan.
At this moment, when the fate of all is at stake,
the fate of Mir. Bryan or of any other individual
citizen is unimportant.
Not one other of his countrymen, we believe,
would have the impudent selfishness to thrust into
the midst of the German negotiations the demand:
“Here, judge ME.”
Every citizen must be judged now only as he
helps or hinders the President of the United States.
On this test 'William Jennings Bryan condemns
himself afresh every time he speaks.
He asks to be judged on the President’s mes
sage. He asks that it be compared with .his.
Then he makes literally and exactly no mention'
of anything that the message says.
His mind is clouded and overwhelmed by his
surpassingly impudent thought: “Judge between
ME and the President of the United States.”
There can be but one answer to this demand.
It will be given by the people instantly and ever
lastingly.
We believe that under Bryan’s smug self-right
eousness there is being revealed the greatest act of
treachery to the Bepublic since that of Aaron
Burr.
In the days when most of us grown-ups were children
we had to obey our parents. Now the proposition is
reversed, and parents have to obey their children.
Evidently it was not the president’s last note to
Germany that caused Bryan to resign. The note was
mild enough, and as we have before observed, is not
likely to cause war with Germany.
Now for a good strong note to England—if it will
do any good. England’s interference with our com
merce is lawless, and the only reason it has not re
ceived attention before now, is due to the fact that
Germany’s acts were not only lawless, but were mur
derous as well.
Brother Bucker, of Alpharetta, sorter fell out'with
us because we won’t print the “Men and Beligion”
advertisements free. Thinks we are kindly off and
the like, and also that we don’t know anything about
“moral philosophy.” We are going to let Brother
Bucker run his paper to suit himself, and we are going
to run ours the same way.
Smiles and Sunshine
JAMES WELLS - The Printer Poet
The Champion Hard Luck Story.
There once was a fellow, who down on his luck,
Decided this earthly career he would duck.
He bought a stout rope, which he tied ’round his neck,
Then tied to a tree, but his scheme was a wreck.
The rope broke in two and he fell to the floor,
To his utter disgust, as alive as before.
He thought of a pistol, and borrowed the gun;
Said he to himself, “Now the job will be done!”
So he fired six times, but with such poor skill,
That a stray, prowling cat was all he could kill.
Nothing daunted at this, some poison he tried,
But alas for the label upon the outside.
’Twas some harmless lotion just made to kill pain,
And so our poor friend was left living again.
Then to make trebly sure, he 'thought out this plan,
Put a rope ’round his neck, took a gun—did the man.
Then some poison he took to make certain the deed.
Said he, “I am certain that now I’ll succeed.”
So he kicked out the chair, as he fired the ball;
But the shot cut the rope and he took a hard fall.
The jolt and the fall, both made him so ill,
Till back came .the poison against his will.
Disgusted with life, to his room he did go,
But to learn he was heir to a million or so.
The shock was so great that he took a step baek,
And he fell to the st^et with a loud sudden whack;
Then broken his neck, skull crushed by the fall.
A ‘•‘live wire” struck him (and this wasn’t all:
As two thousand volts his poor body went through,
He fell on the track and he got cut in two.
L’ENVOI.
It is oft passing strange that a gift fate denies,
When of all earthly things ’tis tie one we most prize,
Is thrown at our feet and is brought to our door,
When it e’er comes about that we wish it no more.
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Cheer Up.
(The new school- of poetry has neither rhyme nor
rythm. This is a sample):
If on some rainy day
You should happen to feel grouchy,
' Don’t make everyone miserable about you
With your rabid mouthings—
Cheer up!
No rain can last forever,
Some day the sun will shine;
Besides, no one likes a grouch.
“For the love of Mike, be reasonable—”
Cheer up!
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♦ Letters From The People. ♦
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A Bouquet for Mr. Bryan.
To the Editor of the Dalton Citizen:
The resignation of W. J. Bryan from the Wilson
cabinet has perhaps created the biggest sensation of
anything since the sinking of the Lusitania. I have
been much surprised at the condemnation that has been
spilled out on him by the Southern people especially.
Of course everyone has a right to his own opinion,
the humblest laborer as well as Mr. Bryan, but people
who express their opinions openly should at- least try
to be consistent.
If any one thing strikes out prominently in Mr.
Bryan’s action it is his consistency. He is well known
as the great pacificist; he^has been called the “peace
at any price apostle.”
There are two parties in the United States today—
a minority party who want peace and are working to
that end, and a great big party who pray for peace
on Sunday, and curse Germany all the week, demand
ing instant reparation for damages—or war. At the
head of the peace party stands Mr. Bryan pleading
with all his power for peace. At the head of the
war at any price party” we may place Mr. Roosevelt
and his crowd of jingoes with teeth set and eyes
aflame demanding that the dogs of war be unleashed
for the revel of blood.
Here we are forced to a choice. . Are we going to
be the arbiters of peace for a blood mad world, stand
ing on the principles of Christinaity on which we claim
our government is founded, or are we going to throw
discretion to the winds, join in the demon dance of
death and deliberately toss our treasures of wealth
and life into the crater of hell broth that is brewing
for the subsistence of future generations?
Well may not only statesmen but nations pause be
fore taking such a step.
The United States is today almost the only white
spot on the map of the world. Those who would cast
the shadow of war over it are assuming a fearful
responsibility. It may be possible to procure a dis
honorable peace, but there can be no such thing as an
honorable war in which all the worst passions of the
human beast are unchained and every principle of hu
manity is trodden under foot. War is systematic
murder none the less when sanctioned and engaged in
by nations on the field of battle than when conceived
and planned in the haunts of crime and accomplished
in the midnight darkness.
The European war is a struggle for commercial
supremacy. There is not a single great humanitarian
principle involved in it.
Why need we become mixed up in it just because
a few of our indiscreet citizens, after being duly
warned, dared to cross the dead line. As James Wells
truly says, it is not our fight and we can afford to
stay out of it.
Hats off to Mr. Bryan. After preaching peace for
many years, he could not consistently sign a demand
which he considered almost equivalent to a declaration
of war; but being patriotic he was willing to get out
and let the majority rule. Instead of deserting his
post he merely gave way to the pressure^ of public
sentiment, and left the President free to act; Hurrah
for Bryan! - Junius.
you hack; Elbertus, to wang youThT^'
strings, it would not worry n * or h ^ ^
wagonload of kings.—Walt Mason ^ 1
The Mob Spirit Is ^
The refusal of the Georgia Prison o
a vote of two against and one f or 0ni5 N|
the governor that he commute th/^V^M
Leo Frank to life imprisonment w Se «3
greatly surprised—we might even ’ * e *
best thought and sentiment of Ge or ^’ j*"*"
. Fo " r ’ as ^ Chicle has repeatedly
it was not necessary to believe absolutl^.
innocence—though we recognize the f “‘N
sands of Georgians do so believe-in otT M
modification in the form of punishment'T H
out to him for the murder of Man- Ph , ° **■
charge he was convicted. ' a *
It was necessary to admit: First that th • ■
was not of the orderly and ffispassioJf ^
every accused person is entitled to unde-7i
tion and laws of Georgia; and, second tW
reasonable doubt as to the condemned JL.
the only direct evidence against him
notoriously vile negro. ‘ ° '
Upon either of these grounds, it S eem 9 t
Prison Commission would have been justified * *
mending to the governor that he change F V
fence to read, “imprisonment for life ■
‘ * death on the gallows ’ ’—and where, in
is the great difference? Except, of com |
portunity it would give the condemned |S
lish his innocence in. time, if possible of *
that, to suffer a living death during the’ye*|H
-Surety, that wasn’t stretching the mantle
too far. It was, indeed, the common sense vi
the matter, entirety aside from all sentiment-J
to send a man to his death until all doubt«
built had been removed.* * * * * B
Down to the depths went Elbert Hubbard, with smil
ing eyes that knew no fear, and all the lovely mer
maids rubbered, and Neptune shouted, “See who’s
here!” Well. might there be a great commotion
throughout the sea, from east to west, for seldom ha3
old Father Ocean clasped hands with such a splendid
guest. The inkstand waits upon his table, his pen is
rusting in the sun; there is no living hand that’s able
to do the work he left undone. There is no brain so
keen and witty, no voice with his caressing tones;
and Elbert, in the Dead Men’s city, is swapping yarns
with Davy J ones. And all the world that reads evinces
its sorrow that he’s dwelling there; not all the war
ring kings and princes are worth a ringlet of his hair.
Death keeps a record in his cnpboard of victims of
the monarchs’ hate; “a million men'and Elbert Hub
bard,” so goes thejalty, np to date. If it would bring
If it could be true, that a jury of twelve mea.1
any way intimidated by public sentiment and J
called “mob spirit” at the time of the F raili j
there may be those who will say that two or tWL
could be just as easily intimidated by what they I
told is “public sentiment’’—but which i ''
least not of the kind worth considering too .
and by the poisoned pen of Tom Watson, th e
sional scourge of Georgia’s politics and public,
The latter, with all the abuse and vindietiv eL
which he is famous, demanded Frank’s life—a3if]
sure of his guilt—and even threatened dire
any and every one who might refuse to listen 1
dictum. The usual class of people—and some i
followed him in this; and to one who can bei
by such things it may have seemed that not to J
marity- execute Leo Frank would not only be a
miscarriage of justice—or of political
would greatly arouse “public sentiment,’’ as,
As if public sentiment should have anything i
ever to do with an orderly and dispassionate i
tration of the law.
In this connection, however, we can’t quitei
how a few years ago this same Tom Watson:
to have Governor Hoke Smith commute the dead
tence of Watson’s friend and former political hei
Arthur Glover, for murdering in cold blood a poor!
tory woman in Augusta—with eye-witnesses to I
deed, and the condemned man’s own
motives for committing the awful crime. AndirJ
call, tpo, how Tom Watson, forthwith, fell oat j
Governor Hoke Smith for the latter’s refusal to j
rape the law, in return for Watson’s political s
—and how he has been abasing Senator
since.
But. this is quite another matter. We n
tion it here to show that Tom Watson, the man j
has cried loudest for Leo Frank’s blood, and ’
started others to thirsting for it afresh, is, j
not averse to commntation of death
the life of his friend and client is at stake,
falls out and abuses you with equal facility i
you commute a sentence in the one instance, or r
to do so in the other. So what possible differenced
it make after all? * * *
But after all is said and done, the Frank i
still, as it has been since the appeal for commnl
was first made, in the hands of Governor Slaton. I
was, and is still, for him to say whether Frank f
on the gallows, or dies in the penitentiary—it j
chance he fails to establish his innocence in timej
is for him to decide the matter, with or without i
mendation on the part of the Prison Commisaiim. I
As the matter now stands, it seems, the majcT
members of the commission, have simply, passed t'
responsibility on to the governor without
recommendation, while one member of the eon
does not hesitate to recommend commutation,
it is for Governor Slaton, now, to accept
responsibility for commuting Frank’s sentence, if t
he concludes to do; or to divide the responsibility i
the majority members of the Prison Commissioi
he refuses to do so.
That it will take moral courage of a high order J
the governor to act alone, or almost alone, in [
of commutation, need not be questioned; but if it*
be right to take such action, why need he care i
the responsibility for doing right is divided T
himself and one other public official, or two i
If on the other hand, commntation of sentence i
the wrong thing to do, even the recommendati
the fall board would not have made it right.
Governor Slaton has not, heretofore, failed to ad|
his own judgment, contrary to recommendations of*
Prison Commission.
Governor Slaton’s enemies have always charged®
he was ‘ 'lacking in backbone’ ’; and it was the r
charge that they conld ever bring against hi®,
friends, however, who knew him far better thasj
enemies, always held to the contrary: and as.
above, he has, heretofore, shown that he has a
Mid conscience of Mg own—and courage with it
If his own conscience and judgment tell hi®
Leo Frank did not have a fair trial, as conta
bv the laws of our state, or that there is, still,* 1
onahle doubt as to his guilt, Governor Slaton'
to himself, to his state to his God to
Frank’s sentence to life imprisonment—even
all the Tom Watsons and all the Atlanta mohs*
could be gathered together stood on the
grounds and threatened him with summary'
for doing his duty.
And we believe Governor Slaton will dare to do J
this, if his mind anil heart tell him he should,
in doing it, he will prove himself a bigger and
man in one minute Sum all of the bloodthirsty
"that may cry ont against Mm will ever be, ah
together, in all their natural lives. As for tte 1
sonal and political harm that conld come to b®j
thus doing Trig duty as he sees it—even if^® j
disposed to consider these things—we say, host 1
nonsense! Public and publicist are powerless to *"j
any man who follows the dictates of his
science. But the public man who doesn’t do so
himself and all others. * * * *
More particularly do we say and urge these
now, since it has been made to appear, more .
than ever, that public mass meetings, moh
and incendiary publications has sought to
with the orderly procedure of the case,
such administration of “justice” in Georgia; •
whether the victim be white or black, Jew ° r _ ^
and the public servant who contributes t0 ity >j
to it, does a far greater injustice to tis state
people than to the individual victim of it
Chronicle.