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* A<t7»rti*ins Rate* on Application. The Dalton Citizen miJgHK) SVBRY THURSDAY. Editor AuocUto Editor —B=sams..i - • ia— OAoial Organ <rf tha Unitad Sutaa Circuit and Diatrict *»rttvr«*tera dirUion, northern Diatrict of Georgia. OJTTCIAL ORGAN OT WHITMELD COUNTY •u Year ttn Mom tha Kouthi 11.50 .75 .40 Parable in Ad-ranee Entered at the Dalton. Ga., postoflice for tranemiaiion tErough the mail* aa aecond-ciaa* matter. 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 ■ 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. ° o 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. Is 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:” I 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. * * * * 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. * * * * 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.” • - 0 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. ♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦ ♦ ♦ CLIPPINGS AND COMMENTS ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦ 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. twnf 30131 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 30131 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. IQQC 3001 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 , THE DALTON CITIZEN, THURSDAY, JANUARY 6, 192L