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DALTON, GA., THURSDAY, JANUARY 6, 1921.
Buck up!
country.
There have been worse times in this
There is cosolation in the hope that no coal profiteer
will ever get to heaven.
Our idea of something not to worry about is what
Hank Ford thinks of! the Jews.
Old Lady Felton.
Those editors who are concerning themselves
about whether the Old Lady Felton is a Watson
democrat or a Harding Republican are giving too
•much attention to a very unimportant personage.
—Dalton Citizen.
That’s speaking plainly about it, but it’s the
truth. We had as soon depend on the witches of
Salem for political advice as that which dail^
emanates from the sanctum of the Old Lady
. Felton. It didn’t suit us before the days of Wat-
json, and most assuredly it does not now. We do
not care what people call it, it is a. kind of politics
unworthy o’f loyal Georgians.—Cordele Dispatch.
The Old Lady Felton never contributes anything but
advice, and a poor, disloyal brand at that. She kicks
at paying taxes of any kind. She encourages the
spirit of hate, and abuses without restraint her supe-
rule ara both uncharitable and
and influence are not for
those who live near her and know her
But as The Citizen has stated before, she is of too
little importance to merit very serious consideration,
and in charity perhaps she should be ignored.
“The days are getting longer,” says the Columbus
Enquirer-Sun. So are the bills.
Now that ears are again becoming stylish, soap and
water may be expected to advance in price.
Don’t Whine, Don’t Mope.
We have passed through worse times than these,
and we will pass through these all right This is
no time to sit and whine. It is time to buck up and
get busy. When we think of the dark days of 1914-
1915 when cotton was selling for five cents a pound
on suspicion, with no market at all for it, and
compare that period with this, we can see we are
now on the high tide of prosperity.
A great many people are of the opinion that the
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worst has already passed, and from now on a
steady nicrease in buying will be noticeable. Fac
tories that have been closed down are starting up.
The country has simply been oh a buying strike
which was brought about by the unconscionable prices
charged. The people simply got to the point where
they refused to be robbed and quit buying, and as
long as the market continues to drop there will be
little buying. When the bottom is reached, which
happily seems to be the case now, busines^ of all
kinds will brighten up.
We have lived through epidemics of flu, floods,
fire, prohibition, and war, and in time will recover
from the Tom Watson blight which is now hovering,
vulture-like, over the state, and we did not lay down
then, and we are not going to do it now.
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We are impressed with the sentiment contained
in an advertisement of The Dalton Buggy Company
which appeared in last week’s -Citizen. We find
in this advertisement the statement -that “1921 will
be the bind of year we make it,” which is exactly
true. Then we find such straight-from-the-shoulder
paragraphs- as these:
“Let’s all get busy and whistle some and smile
a little and -buck up a lot, and tell the world we are
not quitters, but that we are going in good and
strong and come opt a winner one year from now.”
“The United States lha$ the same amount of
money it had back a year ago, only it is divided up
differently. Somebody grabbed our red apple while
we were not looking. Our job this year is to get
it back. Let’s go after it.”
“When we were boys going after the cows, if we
stubbed our toes on a root and fell down, did we lie
there and say we were done for? Not on your life we
didn’t; we got up and went after 'em and brought
’em home.”
“We took a little tumble in 1920, but it won’t
do to stay down with the glooms any longer. Let’s
all take a good, long breath, throw back our shoul
ders, hang out a cheerful smile and sail into the
year 1921 with a determination to come out with a
handful.”
These are heartening paragraphs, and if more
' advertisers put this kind of encouragement- and pep
into their advertising it would help to keep up the
courage of those who are inclined to droop and
mope.
The real truth of the business is things are not
half bad.
of them want the service of one. And just at this
time, he is needed far more than be has ever been
before.
Some folks are peculiar, and those most peculiar
are those who won’t help themselves. The govern
ment appropriates money to help pay for a demon
stration agent in this county, and yet our county
•board, with a short-sightedness that ought not to
characterize its work, refuses to pay its part.
This is simply “short” and is not for the best
interests of the farmers of the county, who pay
taxes, and who are entitled' to some consideration
from the board of roads and revenues.
The Citizen is very sorry to see the new board
make such a bad start. If we are to judge its future
by its action with reference to a farm agent, we
should say that the administration of the new county
board will be a failure, though we can gain a little
consolation by recalling the old proverb, which says
that a “bad beginning often makes a good ending.”
If the county board wants to do the -right thing
by the farmers of the county it should meet and
rescind its hasty action, thus. correcting a very un
fortunate mistake.
The present county agent, Chas. O. Smith, is do
ing a splendid work in this county, and it should
not be undone or stopped because of the narrow views
of an unsympathetic county board.
Loveman One of the Three.
Mayor Stewart, of Savannah, has evidently discov
ered by this time that Jesse Mercer is not scared of
him.
Whitfield county can’t afford to get along without
a farm agent.
Tom Watson is as erratic and crazy as ever. He
Wants to fill the country up with bogus money by
monetizing Liberty and Victory bonds, and issuing
$100,000,000 worth of greenbacks. If this were done
a riot of extravagance would begin and up to the sky
■would go -prices of everything. It would ultimately
result in the worst panic this country has ever seen,
probably bringing about the bankruptcy of the gov
ernment. The Watson proposition is so absurd that
we wonder in amazement that a great daily like the
Atlanta Constitution giving publicity to it.
Markets Are Needed.
Lee a House Leader.
J. D. McCartney, writing in -the Rome Tribune-
Herald, brings to the front the great influence he has,
and the splendid wor kGordon Lee is doing in Wash
ington.
The Citizen has often had .occasion to refer to the
work of Gordon Lee in congress, and it takes great
pleasure in commending him or any other official who
performs faithfully and conscientiously the duties de
volving upon him.
We quote as follows from Mr. McCartney’s article
in the Tribune-Herald :
The work of Gordon Lee in congress is gradu
ally coming to be appreciated at its real worth.
The people of his district have valued him, and
have known that he was one of the leaders in
congress. Now the people generally are finding
it out. . James Hay, Jr., one of the leading
newspaper correspondents at the capital, in his
regular letter to a syndicate of newspapers men
tions “Flood of Virginia, Humphreys of Missis
sippi, Pou of Mississippi, and Gordon. Lee of
Georgia, as leaders in the house, along with Un
derwood, Glass, and John Sharpe Williams in
the senate. Mr. Hays’ article was not written
with the purpose of complimenting the disting
uished Americans he names, but to point out that
the democratic party will be rehabilitated and
that the south must furnish its leadership. He
says in part:
Which brings us t othe unanswerable fact that
from southern leadership will come the ultimate
triumph of democracy. The south is the strong
hold of democracy. It is the foundation of the
superstructure of all the greatness the demo
crats boast Deprived of the zeal and statesman-
‘ ship that today have their home in the south, the
party would be stripped of both the numerical
strength and the intellectual resourcefulness that
still, after a, disastrous defeat, give it the hope
and promise of once more ruling the country.
Put out of power temporarily by that incom
prehensible but inevitable phase of human nature
which rewards with defeat at the polls the party
that -has been victorious in war, the democrats,
dominated by southerners, nevertheless are the
-men who wrote and put on the statute books in
six years the greatest volume of humane, enlight
ened and liberal legislation that any other simi
lar period of- time has ever semi.
Child labor legislation, good roads and the par
cel post, rural credits, revision of the tariff, eight-
hour laws, employment bureaus, the non-partizan
tariff commission—an endless list of laws that
put justice on her throne and are a city of refuge
’ for the masses -makes up a record from which
will come a new day for democracy, another vic
tory of the democrats.
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There appears on this page an editorial .in
which the Columbus Enquirer-Sun discusses the
problem of live stock markets. Reference is made
to the fact that Moultrie is developiug a satis
factory market in which the farmer is assured of
the best price for hogs and cattle and to Macon’s
move for similar facilities.
One thing which the Columbus .paper discusses
is of an importance which cannot be too strongly
emphasized, viz., the hopelessness of a system of
large production where there are not adequate
facilities for marketing. The uninterrupted pros
perity of the California fruit growers is often
pointed to by way of illustration of the possibili
ties of organized marketing. It is probably true
that the success of those who have grown rich
from the fruits of California’s rich valleys and
hillsides is less due to the fact that fruits grow
to such splendid development in California than
to the California marketing system, to the main
tenance of which each grower contributes in pro
portion to the value of his crop.
Georgia is rapidly becoming independent of the
west for its meat supply. The time ought to be
near when we will have a valuable surplus of
pork and beef to sell to other states, but devel
opment of the. live stock industry will -be seriously,
hampered by the failure of industrial centers to
provide adequate marketing facilities.
Albany will do well ta -take a tip from Macon
and Moultrie. This city is in the heart of a sec
tion ideally adapted to the raising of live stock,
and it is to onr interest to see to it that we do
not offer less to the farmer with pigs or 'beeves
to sell than do our neighbors.—Albany Herald.
What is true of Macon, Albany and Moultrie is like
wise true of Dalton.
This North Georgia country is well fitted by nature
for stock raising. It is well watered and there is
plenty of land for pasturage.
But without proper -marketing facilities the stock
raising industry would be profitless.
If marketing and distribution facilities were per
fected the farmers main troubles would be mostly at
an end. He could then diversify his farming with
the assurance that when his products were harvested
there would be a ready cash market for them. As
it is now he is only sure of a market for one com
modity, and that is cotton. He also knows the price
of it.
But when it comes to wheat, corn and live stock
he has no sure, safe market. These are conditions
that should be corrected by affording thoroughly sta
ble markets for all products'of the farm. '
Preaching diversification to the farmers without
diversified marketing facilities is little less than silly.
“Unde” Jim Williams, of the Greensboro Herald-
Journal, speaking of the thief who stole $700 worth
of eggs from a Florida merchant, is of the opinion
that he took one in each hand.
’Tis human nature, or a queer quirk of the mind,
or something else quite indefinable that makes us
clothe the past and most of her personages in praises;
that make us anticipate days that will produce men
and women who shall be their peers. Perhaps it is
this- same unfortunate habit that makes us feel some
times that orators of today, poets of the present and
statesmen now in their prime, have achieved less
than those who have lived and are not reaching
the heights to which those yet unborn shall ascend.
But there are those who, because of their years
and experience, are able to know relative values of
minds and -talents. One of these authorities has said:
“We shall' nev^r again produce poets of the type of
those that are gone, and we should not want to
All we may hope for is to produce poets as original
and characteristic and genuine as those who have
passed on. This we think also applies to statesmen
and other leaders in thonght Those great men of
yesterday, served their time well, but all that is
necessary for us -to advance is to rear men “just as
characteristic and as genuine” as those outstanding
figures of history, and we are doing it
No less emminent a person than the beloved John
Burroughs has recognized the worth of a townsman
of ours, Robert Loveman. * Writing in THE BOOK
MAN, under the title, “What Makes 'a Poem,” he
says of Mr. Loveman and his work:
“I know of only three poets in this century who
bring a large measure of thought and emotion to
their -task. I refer to William Vaughn Moody, to
John Russell McCarthy author of *Out Doors’ and
‘Gods and Devils’) and to Robert Loveman, so well
known for his felicitous ‘Rain Song*. That poem is
too well known to be quoted here. Any poet who
has ever lived, might have been proud to hare written
it It goes as lightly as thistledown, and yet is
freighted with thonght Its philosophy is so sub
limated and so natural and easy that we are likely
to forget that it has any philosophy at all. The fifty
or more stanzas of his ‘Gates of Silence’ are prob
ably far less well known. Let me quote a few of
them:”
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The races rise and fall,
The nations come and go,
Time tenderly doth cover all
With violets and snow.
The mortal tide moves on
To some immortal shore,
Past purple peaks of dusk and dawn,
Into the evermore.
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All the -tomes of all the tribes,
All the songs of all the scribes,
AH that priest and prophet say,
What is it? and what are -they?
Fancies futile, feeble, vain,
Idle dreamdrift of -the brain,—
As of old the mystery
Doth encompass yon and me.
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Old and yet young, the jocund Earth
Doth speed among the spheres,
Her children of. imperial birth
Are all the golden years.
The happy orb sweeps on,
L«d by some vague unrest,
Some mystic hint of joys unborn
Springing within her breast
“What takes one in “The Gates of Silence,’ which,
of course, means the gates of death, are the large
sweeping views. The poet strides through time and
space like a Colossns and
flings
Out of his spendthrift hands
The whirling worlds like pebbles,
The meshed stars like sands.”
"Loveman’s stanzas have not the flexibility and
freedom of those of Moody and McCarthy, but they
bring in full measure the largeness of thought which
a true poem requires.”
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A New International- ‘ ‘ Ism. ’ ’
Mistake No. 1.
The Citizen is very sure that the county board
made a very bad mistake when it decided to dispense
with the county demonstration agent. The farmers
are entitled to such an agent, and the great majority
The Citizen Is in receipt of a little pamphlet from
the press of the Dearborn Independent. This is the
name of Henry Ford’s paper. There was also in
cluded with the pamphlet a subscription blank.
The pamphlet is an attack upon the Jews, therefore
it is of course! trite and commonplace. It is nothing
new for the Jews to be attacked. This has been going
on for over 2,000 years, and was given a) fresh start
when Christ was crucified for alleged breach of the
old Roman laws—not Jewish laws.
The flivver book from the flivver king is a bore.
We are too old to be taught to hate, despise or dislike
foreigners, or folks who belong to other tribes or
other races than ours, much less our own countrymen.
We are just men and women, some fairly good, some
unhappily bad, and a few approach human perfection.
We do not care a continental darn about “interna
tional” busybodies, or anybodies. The so-called mas
ter mind stuff is a wormy chestnut, and how any
man can devote even a part of his millions to stupid,
asinine and vicious propaganda is beyond our feeble
ken.
It is so much better to like folks than to suspicion
them all the time that we prefer it
Henry Ford ought to ask Mr. Edison and Ole John
Burroughs what they think of his latest explosion
against the Jews. We will wager a penny that they
will whisner something in the large ear of Ford that
he can both hear and understand.
There is one thing quite sure, and that is Ford
not going to make himself or the sheet to which
asks ns to subscribe famous by the exploitation of this
new international rot he thinks he has discovered
It is infamous, and will soon stamp its author as the
new international dunce.
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♦ CLIPPINGS AND COMMENTS ♦
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Probably another reason why they wear such
high-heel shoes is because their skirts are so
short.—Columbus Enquirer-Sun.
Do you suppose they are trying to make ’em meet
by shortening the skirt and “highering” the heel?
Our fat girl friend says she has no cause to
complain; that her stocking was well filled.—Co
lumbus Enquirer-Sun.
Evidently Old Man Tucker Is still hanging around
the Enquirer-Sun office.
Senator Lodge says “Leave Mr. Wilson to his
tory.” The Columbus Enquirer-Snn asks, “Why
not leave history to Mr. Wilson?”—Savannah
Press.
And we imagine a big lump of it will be written by
Mr. Wilson, but we are sure he will not enlarge on
the littleness of Henry Cahot Lodge.
Billy Sntlive sent all the Georgia editors a
billion — good-wishes — for Christmas. — Griffin
News and Sun.
Strange to say, nary a one of ’em reached this
office, which suggests to us that maybe Editor Sntlive
was so busy feeding himself chit’lin’s he couldn’t get
around to us.
A Boston dog has been fitted up by an occulist
with a pair of glasses in order that he may go
motoring. His owner should also fit him up in a
good warm coat soi that he will not take cold.—
Greensboro Herald-Journal.
And further, his owner, in our humble opinion,
ought to be looked after by a keeper.
A clairvoyant who told a New York policeman
his head was all bone was haled into court and
fined $50. Truth comes high, but it will prevail.
—Macon Telegraph.
From the way people are being murdered and robbed
in the metropolis, we are led to the conclusion that
the entire police force mnst have bone heads instead
of backbones.
Shope, of Dalton, continues to qualify as one
of the levelheadedest - editors Georgia has. His
last assault against the “chitlin” propagandists
was unanswerable. We might say he gets right
down to the ‘‘chit’lins” of -the thing.—Bill Biffem,
in Savannah Press.
And yet we have failed to convert Editor Herring,
of the Tifton Gazette. Just listen -to this from his
plaintive pen:
Editor -Shope, of the Dalton Citizen, has his
name written down among- those who have not
learned to like chitterlings. It is a pity a man
can live so long and miss so much.—
(Senator Borah is seeking naval disarmament. •
He made it understood the other day that he
no suggestion regarding the army. Well, a start
in the naval disarmament would be worth some
thing, and if he is the hater and man of small
statesmanship that he -proved last year, we hope
he wins in his effort to get the president to take
up the matter of naval disarmaments with Great
Britain and Japan.—Cordele Dispatch.
The very first step in disarmament is to join the
League of Nations. For Borah to be talking in favor
of it in the face of his acts in the senate is of abont
the same consistency as it would be fox; the devil to
argue in favor of virtue and honor.
Without doubt ,Gordon Lee is the strongest
member of the Georgia delegation in congress.—
Dalton Citizen. Them’s onr sentiments. It has
also often been demonstrated that he’s an awfully
strong candidate before the people.—-Rome Trib
une-Herald.
He is strong with the .people because they like
a working congressman. He is now a member of
the two most important committees in the house,
namely, appropriations and agriculture. I-t would
take a new man ten years to catch up with Gordon
Lee. The people are wise in keeping him on the
job.—Dalton Citizen.
At. the same time we people down here in the
Fourth district believe we'have, in Bill Wright,
as good a congressman and as hard a worker as
any people of any district—bar none.—Columbus
Enquirer-Sun.
Congressman Wright is a fine fellow, and when he
has been in congress as long as has Gordon Lee, he
may be nearly as good a congressman.
♦ LETTERS FROM THE PEOPLE ♦
Why Not a Year of Loving One Another?
To the Editor of The Dalton Citizen:
Now. as much as Is possible, let everyone lay aside
all uncharitableness, and let all dwell together in that
unity of spirit and purpose that brings peace hap
piness and prosperity to a people. Let them forgive
even as they have need of forgiveness. Let them
realize that service Is the sublimest word in any lan-
CHEERY LAYS
for DREARY DAYS
- BY JAMES WELLS --
Writer of Newipaper Verse, Hymn-Poems
and Popular Song Lyrics : : • .
So He Couldn’t Swear Off.
He thought he’d swear off whiskey,
Which caused the world much woe-
No more would he be frisky,
Through the kick it would bestow.
But seeking when he’d had a drink
Of whiskey or of beer,
He found he really couldn’t think
Of one he’d had that year.
So
He
Couldn’t
Swear
Off.
He thought he’d swear off making
His favorite home brand brew,
And thus he’d quit law-breaking,
And would start the year anew;
But then when he essayed to think
How oft that brew would cheer,
He found that none was fit to drink
That he had made that year—
So
He
Couldn’t
Swear
Off.
A somewhat chesty fellow
Thought he’d be boss at home;
Said no more he’d be yellow,
Nor banged upon the dome;
But ma-in-law then came along
And made her home with him,
And soon he found his thoughts all wrong,
His chances very slim—
-So
He
Couldn’t
Swear
Off.
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Cheer up, old pal, and
■Do not frown;
The cost of clothes is
Coming down.
—Luke McLuka
Cheer up, old guy,
And do not holler;
A V’s now worth
Almost a dollar.
/ —-Dalton
(Ga.) Citizen.
Cheer up, old socks,
And let me say,
A dollar’s worth
One ten today.
—Hastings (Neb.) Tribune.
There Are Others.
A modest miss is Katie Jones,
A modest miss, I swear;
She’ll not sit down to dinner if
The table should be bare.
LC1QC
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Ho, Hum!
Some men are slickers, I will say,
And they cause yon to frown;
The man who shakes your hand tod
Tomorrow shakes yon down.
—Luke 1
A fellow meets some funny men
Beneath misfortune’s frown;
One set of men will hold you np,
While others hold you down.
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Stay with It.
Would you push a project through?
Stay with it.
That’s the only thing to do—
Stay with it.
If you’d see the thing succeed,
There is but one way indeed,
This the slogan you must heed—
Stay with it.
There is just one way to win—
Stay with it.
'Shuck your coat and work like sin—
Stay with it.
If a prize) in life you seek,
Yon must show no yellow streak,
Every hour of every week—
Stay with it.
gnage; and that those who most truly serve are ®
truly good and great. Let them love humanity fin
ever holding the cause of humanity above social pi
udice, political difference and -religions preference.
Lee the dead past bury its dead, and with firm fa
in the justice of God to bring the right to full t
umph, let ns live in the living present and strive
love and patience to make the future safe for all $
is sweet and (beautiful and uplifting, and impossil
for all that hurts and degrades and dishonors belt
made in the inage of their infinite Maker.
Growth belongs to the spirit, and we grow oi
as the spirit breaks through pride and selfishness a
pettiness, and clothes itself with faith and patiei
and greatness.
We reach loftier heights only by climbing step
step; and the soul makes a step upward only ^
it has cast aside some leaden weight of ignoraw
Always the curse has been ignorance—ignorance
the sublime dignity of human life, of the greatness
honest service, of the utter powerlessness of anyth!
but the golden law of love to bring peace and safe
and happiness to this distracted old world. Becaa
they have always been ignorant, men have alwa.
gathered stones instead of jewels, have always st®
bled in the shadows instead of walked in the 1$
have always built towers of confusion instead
temples to the living God. Ignorance is darkness ®
knowledge Is light. Hark! from the heights '
heaven the Infinite Voice is saying as at the begi
ning, “Let there be light!”
JESSIE BAXTER SJUT0-
PA OB TWO
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THE DALTON CITIZEN, THURSDAY, JANUARY 6, 192L