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DALTON CITIZEN, THUH3DAY, JANUARY 13, 1921.
The Dalton Citizen
Good Roads,
Those who delude themselves with such false theo
ries, not only do themselves harm, but they harm the
Institutions with which '.they affiliate.
Good men are needed everywhere, but those who
claim to be good are. not. The mourner’s bench is
the place for them.
Rev. J. Sidney Catts now has plenty of time
on his hands in which to pray for the enemies he
made while governor of Florida.—Montgomery
Advertiser.
We have always noticed that whenever you see
a preacher fooling in politics too much, he ain’t
exactly what you might call a prayin’-parson.
old man Catts is one of the worst of that litter.
—Columbus Enquirer-Sun.
And ithat’s not all. We see in the papers where
he is talking of moving to Georgia, since Florida
has given him to understand she is through with him.
CHEERY LAYS
for DREARY Dm
BY JAMES WELLS
Writer of Newapaper Verse. Hvmn n
and Popular Song Lyrics : ^ ■ n '^ 0c ®t
No one thing adds quite so much of real value to
a community as good roads.
They make churches and schools and neighbors
easy of access. They bring to a community
new residents of a desirable kind. They make rural
life not only tolerable, but pleasant and Inviting.
'They encourage the stay-on-the-farm spirit, by mak
ing attractive and inviting the social life of the rural
communities. Getting about and holding social inter
course with friends and neighbors are things worth
while, and do much toward the elimination of lone
liness and its accompanying evil effects.
We take pleasure'in giving space to the following,
“A Parable of Good Koads,” from the Augusta Chron
icle:
There was once a pilgrim who made a journey
to a state afar. There was in his heart a singing
purpose, and there was in his pocket a weight of
gold.
’Twas a handsome car 'that waited for him at
the mount before his door, and lightly he sped it
■over the smooth roads of his native town.
'In one week his mission should be performed.
Cheerfully he reflected upon the resources of this
state afar, and now and again he touched the
tight little packet that reposed in his inner breast
pocket, and pictured the glories it should buy
him.
For he lived in a land where the whistle of the
factory and the bell of the mill and the plant, and
the roar of heavy traffic were a constant accom
paniment to the days of the year, and his soul
longed for quiet. He coveted a rich spot in a .
sunny-land, where he might for a season now and
then slip away and watch the roses grow, and hear
the music of cardinals and mocking birds, and
watch the blue jay, and slip into brown overalls
and tend his own rows of com and cabbage and
bed his own potatoes. /
He would build his home of the native pine of
the land, and his ample garage, and the summer
houses that should picturesquely dot his great
estate. And he would build a new palace In the
land he had left, of the white marble of this state
afar. He visioned fields on hills of waving corn,
and acres of tobacco that should be his, and
miles on miles of flourishing plantation that
should cover his dominion.
Arrived at the capital of this state afar, he
was cordially received, and was charmed with the .
people, and with the general genial atmosphere
of this sunny land. He visited a few of its cities,
and still he was pleased.
Then he began to venture into that retired part
of the state that Should be his retreat
And verily the roads were a bit uneven. But
he clung to his vision.
And there had been rains in the country, and
thd roads began to yawn uncomfortably into the
•face of the tourist But he skillfully piloted the
wheel of his chariot, and his confidence was un
dimmed.
Then the little rifts in the road grew into un
mannerly gulches, and the stranger was buffeted
about as the drop of butter that dances upon the
surface, the troubled surface, of a gallon or so
of churned milk. And the wheels of his car were
caught, and his great machine was rocked and
wracked, despite his skill. And his vision began
to cloud.
And a vicious bit of feldspar, with the edge of
a sword, lay In wait on the edge of the road to
pierce a tire. And its purpose was foiled, and
OCfaial Ofsu af tha United Stetei Circuit and Diatrict
Nartfcwteteta dlrlaiaa, Korttm District if Gaorgia.
OFFICIAL ORGAN or WHITFIELD COUNTY
Shaking of circulation, if Hank Ford is just ob-
liged to have it for his paper, he might stimulate it
to some extent by throwing in a flivver with each
subscription.
Nevermore!
(It is said that the prohibition laws £
tight that no alcoholic drinks can be
prescriptions.) 1
If a snake mayhap should bite
Of the antidotes in store,
Nevermore we’ll see the whiskey
Which our daddies used of yo
The Misfit Citizen,
The customer who goes into a grocery store to
buy lemons sees nothing to confirm the news
which tells of tons of lemons rotting in California
groves because the market price will not pay the
cost of transportation. Lemons retail on the Tif-
ton market at thirty cents a dozen and the fruit
is very poor in quality, often shriveled and unde
sirable. Yet lemons are one of the most valuble
of the citrus fruits, with desirable food and med
icinal properties. With hogs selling at eight cents
and breakfast bacon at seventy-five cents a pound;
corn at seventy-five cents and meal at $2 a bushel,
and lemons rotting for lack of a market while
the consumer is doing without because of the
price, there remain a great many things to be
adjusted in our scheme of distribution.—Tifton
Gazette.
iSome of dt is no doubt due to our poor scheme of
distribution, but more of it, in our bumble opinion,
is due to the spirit of the hog in humanity.
P*rabla la Airaaaa
Walt Mason, a good optimist and prose-poet extra
ordinary, pays respect to the town knocker and grouch
in the following well-chosen lines:
Breathes there a man with soul so tame, that
when the home team wins a game, he doesn't
throw a fit? Who doesn’t help to make a noise,
or take his place among the boys who on the
bleachers sit? If such there be, go, set him down
as an incumbrance to the town, a brake upon its
wheel; for any fellow is a crime who doesn’t at
the baseball time a glow of rapture feel. If he
can view unmoved the score which shows us
how the home team bore the foemen off the map,
our council-
Substitutes we will be using,
Precedents of old abusing,
For the remedy, time honor
Is denied us evermore.
If the “flu,” perchance, should t
Whiskey, once the sovereign <
Nevermore will they prescribe t
And our ills we must endure.
People who begin to pick things up that don’t be
long to them, sooner or later get picked up.
There is nothing wrong with business in Dalton,
except a few calamity howlers, and they don’t amount
to much.
Substitutes we will be ngin g
Precedents of old abusing,
For the remedy, time honored,
Is denied us evermore.
the soul within him is decayed:
men should take a spade and plant that kind of
chap. For he’s the man who always grunts
when we’d put on improvement stunts, and pave
the village streets, who always beefs about his
tax, and sticks to pennies tight as wax, and
prices downward beats. He is the skate who
never gives much satisfaction while he lives,
whose worth we can’t discern; but when at last
he cashes in, the people raise a joyful din, and
costly fireworks bum.
Wp always hate to come in contact with the man
who bears an air of superiority. He is always thor
oughly unconvincing.
Old John Barelycorn’s denied
To the edict we must bow,
And the product of the mounti
Is the only thing left now.
Improve the Service.
♦ LETTERS FROM THE PEOPLE ♦
Substitutes we will be using.
Precedents of old abusing,
For the remedy, time honored,
Is denied us evermore.
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Sit Steady in the Boat.
That the next year will be trying,
Several complaints have come to The Citizen within
the last two weeks regarding the poor street lighting
• on Thornton avenue, these complaints coming from
residents of that street
For more than two weeks there have been no
street lights on the south end of Thornton avenue.
Just what the trouble is The Citizen is not prepared
to hay, but it does know that the service should be
improved. The people are paying increased prices
for current, as well as gas. and water, and certainly
the service cannot be allowed to deteriorate.
The gas has been frightfully bad for the last few
weeks. When there is enough pressure for any heat
to be produced, the quality of the gas is of such na
ture 'that one can hardly use it because of its offensive
odor, which we believe isPdue to an excessive amount
of sulphur in the coal used. The fumes are almost
unbearable, and are of such character as to cause
coughing. These matters should be corrected, and both
the gas and electric service improved. We believe
the gas trouble can .be corrected easily now that coal
prices are reduced and plnety of coal is offered for
sale by all mines serving this territory. There should
be little, or no, difficulty securing the proper coal
to make gas, and it must be that much of the trouble ]
has been caused by inferior coal, although there
seems to be a lack of pressure a great deal of the
time. Frequently when there is apparently much I
pressure heat units are lacking.
There seems to be no excuse whatever for the fail- I
ure of the street lights.
Weil, if Tommyrot Watson will make cigar coupons
legal tender, as some humorist has suggested, we
might feel like getting close enough to him to blow
smoke in Ms face one time.
Nothing I Know.
Nothing I know, and knowing this
(Makes me wise; and the wise are free
From the burden of ignorance,
High piled, always upon the backs
Of those who think they know something.
Being thns free, I walk upright—
Soul a-thrill with the joy of life
Where flowers, wind-kissed, bloom always.
And sweet streams sing ’neath sunny skies
For those who seek not the shadows.
There are few will be denying,
And some there are whose little craft may fin
to float;
But though you may be no stranger
To disaster or to danger,
With calm command and steady hand, sit s
•the boat.
CLIPPINGS AND COMMENTS
Nothing I know, and leave to God
The problems of His universe;
The tangled threads His years have spun.
And all the wrongs His men have done;
While I strive ever for that.worth
That alone lifts to Mgher life.
JESSIE BAXTER SMITH.
Now that the Gwinette grand jury has found
a true bill against Tom Watson, will somebody
please tell us what has become of Tom Hard
wick’s suit against the Macon Telegraph?—Cqp-
merce News.
Gone like most of such silly suits go, we suppose.
And an eye 'that’s ever ready,
The smallest sign of trouble or of danger grave ti
note;
Steer your craft toward your haven,
Acting not a coward craven,
With courage strong to forge along, sit steadying,
boat
IOQC
31301
Some Flagrant Violation*!
The moon was full the other night,
A lot of prunes got stewed,
A gun got loaded—what a fright!
A baker’s bun I viewed.
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3001
A Song to Mr. Mockingbird.
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3001
Hey, dar, Mistah MocMn’bird!
Whar yo* at so long?
Way up here in Georgy
We’s a missin’ of yore song.
EXCHANGE OPINION
Another worm has turned. A Pennsylvania
man is asking the courts to make his mother-in-
law quit referring to him as “It” and “That.”—
Macon Telegraph.
Some folks are awfully sensitive about bring called
names.
County Agent Work More Important in 1921 Than
Ever Before.
We regret to learn of a disposition in a few coun
ties to try to get along without a county agent, or
with a less efficient county agent
Such a policy is like dropping the pilot just as the
ship enters the most dangerous seas. It is like shut
ting up the lighthouse just as the storm comes on.
The farmers of the south will need the help of the
county agent more in 1921 than ever before. And
they will use him more than ever before.
In the first place, they need this help about pro
duction. How much the cotton acreage will be cut is
problematical, but it is certainly going to be cut.
Farmers are going to grow a diversity of crops, and
they are going to need guidance in new fields of effort.
They are also going to grow more live stock, and
here especially they will need the help of a thor
oughly equipped county agent.
No less urgently—in fact, even more urgently will
need'the help of the county agent in problems of
marketing. Big and promising plans for reformed cot
ton marketing (as well as tobacco and peanut mar
keting in sections growing those crops) are are al
ready under way. The county agent is the man who
must do more than anyone else in bringing success
to these plans for scientific and profitable marketing.
Then, too, in growing corn, hay. hogs and cattle,
farmers will find their diversification program of
small profit nnless plans for co-operative shipping
and selling are worked out. They naturally look to
the county agent for leadership in these matters.
For all these reasons the investment your county
can make is to pay enough to get a superbly qualified
man to lead your farming forces as county agent in
1921.
Don’t be content with a cheap man. Get a man
whose training is such that farmers know he can
give them real hrip in all the intricate problems of
soils, fertilizers, crops, live stock diseases—a man
who has enough ability not only (1) to help farmers
diversify wisely; but also (2) to help them market
cotton and other “money crops” more wisely: and
(31 who will hrip farmers in co-operative shipping
And then, too, it way be the doctor who an
nounced the theory that colors affect one’s health
had been making experiments with WMte Mule.
—Macon Telegraph.
We have thought all along there was no color
scheme attached to WhiteiMule—just stars and more
stars. i &
A doctor announces that shaving shortens a man’s
life. If he observes he will also discover that it
shortens his whiskers.
Hey, dar, Mistah Mockin’bird!
Long to hear yo’ sing—
Longin’ for de flowers,
An’ de music ob de spring.
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The. Man and the Leopard.
Between a man and leopard fierce
The difference is stronge;
The leopard cannot change his spots,
The man can’t spot his change.
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Wuff!
■Of course, A. Kerr don’t like his name,
Folks josh Mm and they make him scowl!
To ridicule him do not aim,
Or you will surely hear him growl.
—Luke McLnta.
The Columbus Enquirer-Sun says “that it has
heard all this talk about the farmer being ruined
for a long time,”* and that he isn’t ruined yet—
Savannah Press.
The farmer is not ruined and is not going to be
He will hold out in spite of the political calamity
howlers.
We call attention to an editorial on this page from
the Progressive Farmer, dealing with the county
agent question. Read it.
“Balloonist Hero Tears Up Trousers to Wrap
Comrades’ Feet.”—Headline. Greater love hath
no man than this, that he tear up his pants for
a friend.—Macon Telegraph.
Wihat.profiteth it for a man to have his feet tied up
if he hath no trousers on?
We don’t know of anything funnier than the little
flirtation now going on between the Atlanta Constitu
tion and Tommyrot Watson.
Did you ever notice the fellow who is. always find
ing fault with his fellow man never does anytMng
right himself? So have we.
The fact that Editor Shope doesn’t like cMt-
teriings has created something of a sensation
amon^ the Georgia press. We don’t briieve that
he doesn’t like them.—Rome Tribune-Herald.
Hold up there! That’s what Editor Herring said
about Editor Sutlive. Sutlive may be acting, but
darned if we are.
And while our friend Mike Catt may have
Of knockers quit^ a batch,
Yet when emergencies arise
He comes up to the scratch.
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31301
Line* to the Kicker.
Kick and the world will kick you,
For kicking gets on one’s nerves,
And a good swift kick or a half a brick
Is all a kicker deserves.
IPIPlP
3001
A Little Pep.
If in anything you do,
You would push your project through,
You must put a little ‘^pep” into your wod
If the battle you would win,
'Forge ahead with cheerful grin,
And put a little “pep” into your work
Don’t Leave Cotton Exposed.
The indications are that Johnny Spencer, of
the Macon Telegraph, passed through Christmas
and the holidays without a scratch.—Walton Trib
une.
Don’t know so well about that A man with as big
and prominent a torn cat as he boasts of could hardly
be expected to get through the holidays without a
single scratch.
The brother-in-law of William Hahenzollern.
who betrayed his country to its enemies in time of
war and whose work in behalf of the Central
■Powers cost the Allied nations more than a mil
lion lives, is hack on the throne of Greece. And
Constantine’s return is typical of the times. The
traitor, the slacker, the obstructionist, is back in
the saddle—in this state, in this nation and across .
the seas. Loyalty, patriotism, devotion to coun
try and bravery are at a discount; disloyalty,
lawlessness, selfishness and cowardice are exalted.
Not only has the heroism that won the war been
forgotten, but its lessons have passed over the
heads of the peoples. So far from trying to in
sure peace, the nations of the world are preparing,
as fast as they can, for another war. The re
turn of Constantine is in keeping with the times.
Only one thing is lacMng—that William Hohen-
zollem again reign over the German Empire.—■
Tifton Gazette.
The Gazette is right. There has been a reappear
ance of many disloyal elements ip this world and the
temporary restoration of Constantine is the most
striking.
Clemencean was defeated when he tried to be pres
ident of France and President Wilson was repudiated
when be called for a referendum over the issue of the
League of Nations. It is quite possible that some
of the Hohenzollems may he called back to power in
Berlin. The times are out of joint. The people have
not found themselves following the upheaval of the
war.
The Gazette need not have gone so far afield in
pointing Its moral and in drawing its lesson. Some
thing of the same sort has occurred nearer home.
But the Gazette must beep before it the words of
Lincoln quoted by President Wilson in Ms message to
the last congress:
Let ns have faith that right makes might, and
in that faith let ns dare to do our duty as we
understand it.—Savannah Press.
Scientists say the men of the future will live a
thousand years. Well, with Bill Bryan and Tom
Watson gone such a tenure of life might be endurable.
The boll weevil and low priced cotton have
stopped for the time being the boom in real es
tate, but there will never be any more cheap land
in this country. Farm lands are holding their
own and will go up again when business settles
down to normal.—Jackson Progress.
Judged from the tax returns there would seem to
be no high priced land in the state of Georgia.
Congressman Tinkham, of Massachusetts, who was
going to cut the south’s representation in congress
has tinkered out, but not before be made an ass of
himself.
If you play the game of life,
To be victor in the strife,
You must put a little ‘<pep” into your w
Foi] you never will succeed,
Till you use a little speed
And put a little “pep” into your work
To the Mourner’s Bench.
Did you ever notice that the top layer of a box
of cigars is always the best?—-Type Metal Maga
zine.
(And the same is true with apples, and everything
rise where looks count for anything. Even the Gumps
are doing their best while their rich kinsman from
Australia is visiting them.
When you hear that a certain man is so good
that he wants to help everybody, you may depend
upon it that he started the story.—Ed Howe, in
Augusta Chronicle.
The Citizen tries to avoid pessimism and cynicism,
but we doubt if ever before more truth were crowded
into a twenty-six word paragraph.
After 2,000 years of teaching Christianity, greed and
avarice and selfishness are everywhere present, and
in no one is it more pronounced than in that one who
boasts of bis charity and professes a love of humanity,
while at the same time he is grabbing for the loaves
and fishes all* the while.
When a man stupidly tells us he is good we don’t
believe it. He may think he is, but he isn’t. The
good man never boasts of his goodness any more
than the law breaker boasts of his law breaking in
the presence of conscientious, law enforcing officials.
The man who is good and doing good in the world
is the man whose deeds and actions comport with
those things which are good.
Hanging around amen corners on Sunday while
doing all kinds of uncharitable deeds six days in the
week doesn’t mean anything, except that it empha
sizes the fact that a few (too many, we fear) be
lieve that hypocrisy pays dividends of various kinds.
“Making debts money,” is the way the New
York Times sees that great financial scheme of
Georgia’s senator-elect. Well, now, we hadn’t ex
actly looked at it in that light, or we might not
have been so hasty in our own criticism.—Colum
bus Enquirer-Sun.
If that’s the scheme, and it goes through, we may
some day be as rich as the Gumps’ Australian kins
man.
Distinguishing Marks.
Pessimism never accomplished anything worth
while. Cheerfulness and enthusiasm are the dis
tinguishing marks of success.—Dalton Citizen.
Now, there is another New Year’s sermon. Who
wants to agree that the sentiment is right? Be en
thusiastic, daringly so. It is catching. That applies
to the man who has a business. It applies to the man
who is bent on recreation. It applies everywhere. Be
enthusiastic if you want to make progress.
The work you have ahead may be a most difficult
kind. Your duties may be unpleasant. The end of
rough sailing may not be In sight. Today it may
With the price of Mdes down to the pre-war
level and the cost of everything else that goes
into the making of shoes, including labor, going
down, will somebody who knows tell us what it
is that keeps the prices of footwear up to about
double what they were when hides brought more
than they do now?—Albany Herald.
Had you ever thought about greed and avarice
and hoggishness and profiteering? Can there be any
other reasons?
lwiu iui cyci;ruaj 1^#?
uine, sincere, deep seated, whole sonleu.-
Dispatch.
AdTarMaing Katea aa Application.
■atarad at tha Dalton, Ga., poatoflea far
tea mails aa aaeaad-eiaaa natter.
traaanlaaiaa
DALTON,
GA., THURSDAY, JANUARY
13, 1921.