Newspaper Page Text
PAGE FOUR
THE DALTON CITIZEN, THURSDAY, JUNE 16, 1921.
The Dalton Citizen
The Railroad Commission.
PUBLISHED EVERT THURSDAY.
T. S. SHOPE Editor
T S. McCAHY . . . . . . Associate Editor
Official Organ of the United States Circuit and District
Oourts. Northwestern division. Northern District of Georgia.
OFFICIAL ORGAN OF WHITFIELD COUNTY.
Terms of Subscription
One Year ?1.50
Six. Months -75
Three Months *0
Payable in Advance
Advertising Rates on Application.
Entered at the Dalton, Ga., postoffice for transmission
through the mails as second-class matter.
DALTON, GEORGIA, THURSDAY, JUNE 16, 1921.
Admiral Sims seems to be trying to wiggle out
of it.
You can get $10 for writing an acceptable slogan
for Dalton. Get busy and try your hand.
Daniel Webster said that if you divorce capital
from labor, capital is hoarded, and labor starves.
“Our Tom” in a Mild Mood.
In this tremendous machinery of govern
ment, growing more collossal every year, one
man cannot hope to do very much; the ma
chine has a motor power of its own and the
generators are stationed far away; all that one
man can do is, to stay on his job and work as
well as he knows how.—Tom Watson.
We clipped the above from the Atlanta Consti
tution, Holomon’s column, of Monday. He took it
from the Columbia Sentinel, the personal organ of
Watson. ’
The truth is stated in the above paragraph, but
heretofore Mr. Watson has been relentless in his
attacks on public officials when they failed to do
the impossible.
Therefore we are constrained to accept the Wat
son statement as an apology—a confession to his
followers that he is just a mere man, and that
they must not expect him to kick the dome off the
capitol or the President out of the white house.
On the other hand, when we consider the un
reasonable, unrestrained, vituperative and vindic
tive abuse he has heaped upon all officials who
refused to do his bidding—when we consider
his slackerism during the war and his open enmity
against his country engaged in the supreme strug
gle for its existence—when we think of the money
he has taken from his blinded followers without
giving anything in return—when we think of the
class hatred he has engendered—and then reflect
that he has neither apologized nor sought to make
restitution, we cannot help but feel that he is the
same old Watson, engaged in trying to apologize
for his impotence in the senate, and making con
fession of a weakness common to all human beings
possessing his characteristics.
No, Tom is not repentant. He is simply in a
hole.
June brides are not so plentiful in Dalton, but
we don’t mind telling the world there are plenty
of June babies.
About the most pathetic figure one can find in a
day’s travgl is a broken down politician, soured
and snapping like a turtle.
The newspapers are now referring to Admiral
Sims and Ambassador Harvey as the gold dust
twins- Not bad, but we prefer to think of them
as the jackass twins.
“Mam’ Linda” Dramatized.
Will N. Harben’s “Mam’ Linda” has been drama
tized by James Faller as “The Hotheads,” and the
play has been well received although widely di
verging opinions followed the premier showing.
Most of the criticisms of the drama were favor
able, but a paragraph from the Washington (D. C.l
Herald made us first resent the critic’s comments
and then indulge in a laugh at his lack of accurate
knowledge of the home-scenes of the play. When
the critic wrote: “It is not difficult to understand
how a play like ‘The Hotheads’ might tour the
more benighted portions of Dixie and work vast
good in the cause of law and order, but it is neither
kindly nor just to inflict it upon an otherwise bur
dened north as drama,” he was evidently steeped
in northern newspaper propaganda which inti
mates that every horrible instance of lawlessness
occurs in the south; that this is a land of ignorance,
and cultural, law-abiding, God-worshiping people
are the exception and not the rule.
Crimes happen in the south, it is true, entirely
too many of them, and sometimes lawlessness does
get the upper hand for a little while, but the north
in all its self-claimed pulchritude and purity is not
devoid of man’s inhumanity to man. Disorder and
disgraceful tragedies that occur in the south are
deplored, and the stand that Governor Dorsey re
cently took for justice to all, irrespective of color,
shows that the men in power are striving to better
conditions, and are not crying to others that we
are thankful we are not as other men.
Folks are pretty much the same, regardless of
the section they live in. The evils we have in the
south are counterbalanced by those (perhaps of a
little different type because of circumstances)
found in other parts Of America, because mankind
is not one hundred per cent perfect and his im
perfections are more or less the same whether his
home is on the lakes or the gulf. The consolatior
we find is that for every reprobate, whether in
Dixie or elsewhere, there are dozens who respect
the law and have an altruistic interest in their
fellowman. The mob spirit is not the ruling spirit
of the south, just as the red socialistic murmurings
do not come from the representative classes of
northern people.
Harben’s books have become nationally known,
and are literary achievements, and the only regret
we have in connection with his works is that those
readers who have spent none of their lives in the
south almost invariably draw wrong conclusions
about the educational, moral and social advantages
enjoyed by the great majority of southern people
Harben was a splendid delineator of mountain
characters, and it is true people back in the moun
tain fastnesses still live the primitive life he de
scribed, but as a whole southern people rank with
their brothers of the west and north in broad
vision, inventive skill, academic education and
innate culture and refinement, and this impres
sion is not always left with the reader after fin
ishing a Harben novel.
Maybe “The Hotheads” is an “infliction” on "the
otherwise burdened north,” but, if so, let them con
sider Rogers’ remark, “Severest inflictions are in
themselves acts of justice,” and perhaps, after ali,
the lesson of the drama can be adapted to the
no th’s needs.
There seems to be a few people in Georgia who
think the state railroad commission was created
for no other purpose than to reduce rates, regard
less of whether or not such a proceeding is just
and right.
In very truth the commission in this state has
done very much in the way of reducing railroad
and other public utility rates, and very little in
advancing them.
When everything was turned upside down as a
result of the war the cost of all commodities went
soaring up, and why there should be objection to
public utilities getting a square deal is largely at
tributable to propaganda of a vicious sort on the
one hand and blind prejudice on the other.
The state railroad commission has been singled
out and subjected to a lot of inexcusable abuse
by a, bunch of nobodys and busybodys—mostly the
former—here of late, because the commission re
fused to lend aid and encouragement to those who
would gladly throw public utility corporations
into bankruptcy rather than see them given a right
to charge what is essentially necessary in order to
“get by,” if we may be pardoned for . using a fa
miliar street phrase.
The state railroad commission deserves the
thanks 'of the public for keeping out of bankruptcy
those corporations that would have inevitably
landed there if they had been forced to charge
only pre-war prices for the service they rendered.
And if these public service corportions had gone
into bankruptcy there is no telling how many
failures and how much ruin would have followed
fast in their wake.
For the most part the railroad commission sat
silent while the storm was raging. It knew the
facts before it. Those doing the howling either
did not or did not care to know them. Perhaps
the facts and the truth were the very things they
did not want to know.
Hon. Murphey Candler, chairman of the commis
sion, before. the meeting of the Georgia Bar Asso
ciation, in Savannah recently, defending the rul
ings and findings of the commission, seems to
have silenced the howlers. No one of them has
chirped since—not even the holy Hearst sheet of
Atlanta.
The Tifton Gazette, comments as follows on
Chairman Candler’s address:
Chairman Murphey Candler’s defense of the
Georgia railroad commission, in his address to
the Georgia bar association, in session at Ty-
bee, was able as well and timely. It was the
word needed at this time, and it was spoken by
the man best qualified to speak.
There has been a great deal of thoughtless
ness and a great deal of hysteria in the criti
cism of the State railroad commission. This
commission was created two decades since,
when railroad-baiting was at its height. It
was the outgrowth of a need for regulation of
public utilities, for something to check an ap
parent disposition on the part of some corpo
rate interests to control both public service
and the government. But at the same time
there was much of the same kind of hysteria
in the demand for the creation of this com
mission that is now loudest in demand for its
abolishment.
The commission was created ostensibly for
the purpose of regulation, but really for the
purpose of reducing rates. So long as it could
go on trimming down' the earnings of public
service corporations, it was vociferously ap
proved. But rate reduction can only go so far.
It is now apparent that it went past the dan
ger point. Then came the war and soaring
prices, and the railroad commission was con
fronted with the alternative of allowing public
service corporations to increase their rates or
seeing practically all of them go into bank
ruptcy. Everything else was higher, and it
was only in keeping with the universal trend
upward that people should pay more for public
service.
But when the railorad commission began to
revise rates upward, the same people who had
been loudest in their acclaim were most em
phatic in their denunciation. It was all right
while rates were being cut, but it was all
wrong when they were being raised. Yet there
was not a man among those denouncing the
commission who is not paying more for every
thing he bought than he paid five years ago.
To read some of the articles criticizing the
commission, you would think it was some body
put upon the state by the corporations for the
purpose of robbing the people. As a matter of
fact, the Georgia railroad commission is the
people of Gerogia. It was elected by them as
their representative. Many of its members
were elected -without opposition; nearly all of
them have been elected for second terms, and
some of them have been re-elected more thai}
twice.
The commission is the people’s representa
tive, duly elected by them. If the people are
not pleased with it, they are not pleased with
themselves, and have no one but themselves to
blame.
The state highway department seems to be func
tioning very satisfactorily over the state. It means
that many miles of good roads will be built this
summer. And it is well.
The League of Nations may be scrapped as Jose
phus Daniels says, but the principle is not, and
never will be, if civilization is to move forward
in peace and harmony.
Tom Watson says the daily pap'ers in Georgia
are giving him a square deal. Outside of the Con
stitution we seldom see his name in any of them,
so we must conclude that what he means by a
square deal is silent treatment.
Atlanta, Macon and Savannah ought to bunch
their mayors together, put ’em in a cage, travel over
the country with ’em and charge admission. It
wouldn’t be long until they would be out of debt
if they applied the gate receipts properly.
Playing the Game.
America’s national game, baseball, spelled with
a capital B and played with vim, seems to be the
all-absorbing sport here this year, and the sun
beating down on the bleachers only kindles added
enthusiasm.
Ball teams, like the much advertised mushroom,
spring up overnight, and the ball game habitue
seems to
Count that day lost whose low-descending sun
Sees no amateur ball game played and won.
The folks about town seem to have the sphere-
bug, for they amble over the hill in a steady
stream, and after paying the price, cheer the play
ers on to their best efforts.
While teams are sometimes rustled up on short
notice Dalton has several crackin’ good teams that
play ball as it is writ, and more than one embry
onic “Babe” Ruth believes his practice is slating
him for a big league.
The fun and spirit of give and take that char
acterize this American game are what we all need.
“To play the game” is the main thing in life, and
a game of baseball with recognition of an umpire’s
rulings is grounded on principles that will make a
man a success. In any business, any game, or
any endeavor there must be system and a recog
nized head, or failure will be camping on our
trail. It is good to see the interest local people are
taking in wholesomfe recreation in this game that
to Americans is the'best of sports.
A good day’s work topped off with wholesome
fun will build a better man than a day with only
street-corner gossip for after-work recreation.
And now Admiral Sims has made a fool of him
self and a monkey of America by a speech in Lon
don. He is the same admiral who slandered the
American navy and Secretary Daniels soon after
the war. Both he and Harvey should be bundled
up and brought home.
Editor John H. Jones, of the LaGrange Reporter,
is to be commended for pulling the mask off of
the LaGrange Graphic, and revealing to the gaze
of the people a hypocritical skunk. The Graphic
is not read in this office, because some time ago
we made up our mind that there was nothing good
about it. It’s none of our fight, Johnny, but here’s
to you!
In another place on this page we are printing a
communication we requested from former County
Clerk W. M. Sapp, relative to the fee system. Mr.
Sapp, having served: as county clerk for twenty
years, is well qualified to speak on the subject of
the fee system, and as this question will in all
probability be prominently before the legislature
this summer, Mr. Sapp’s views are timely. The
Citizen believes the fee system should be abolished
and a just and adequate salary system substituted
for it. It is not the fee system, per se, that is per
nicious, but the abuse of it is. As Mr. Sapp points
out, it is antiquated, out of date, and inequitable.
♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦*♦♦♦♦*♦♦♦♦
♦ ♦
♦ CLIPPINGS AND COMMENTS ♦
♦ ♦
Columbus people should take advantage of
the opportunity they have for putting the busi
ness of thg city on a business basis, and think
ing citizens will do so.—Columbus Enquirer-
Sun.
And what is true of Columbus is likewise true
of Dalton. The taxpayers of a city—the stockhold
ers—are entitled to as good and efficient manage
ment as are the stockholders of any other corpo
ration.
The Brooklyn Eagle says that nearly all
amusements have been denounced except cro
quet, and yet it’s a wicked pastime.—Augusta
Chronicle.
Well, we have not yet seen where anybody has
denounced tiddledywinks, so here is where we
are going to do a little denouncing on our own
hook, to the effect that the game is harder to spell
than it is to play.
Not ours to comment on the fact that the
members of a Kansas church are voting on
whether or not there is a hell, but there’s no
law to keep us from taking sides and hoping
the side we’ve picked will win.—Macon Tele
graph.
The funny part of the proposition is that it is
Kansas church members who are voting on the
question. Our idea of that hot place is—oh, well,
we don’t want to get licked by a Kansan who is
not responsible for being one.
Congressmen and senators write their own
biographies for the Congressional Directory,
or furnish the data for them. The new direc
tory for the Sixty-seventh congress shows that
of the biographies of the Georgia delegation
that of Senator Thomas E. Watson is the long
est and that of Representative Frank Park, of
the Second district, is the shortest. Senator
Watson’s biography enumerates the books
which he has written and covers in brief, the
principal events in his public life, while Con
gressman Park’s is the briefest in the whole
book—“Frank Park, Democrat, Sylvester-”—
Albany Herald.
The assumption is that the more a man talks
the less he does, and vice versa, Watson has done
the people he so professes to love out of thousands
of dollars, and that is about all, yet he employs
about 400 words in the Congressional Directory
to tell of his “accomplishments,” and with it all
he never said a word about what he “accom
plished” over at Buford.
♦ ♦
♦ LETTERS FROM THE PEOPLE ♦
• •
He Men to the Front.
To the Editor of The Dalton Citizen:
In taking a look at some existing conditions in
Georgia, and casting about for some plan of relief,
I am reminded of Gideon and his little band of
heroes. Gideon had to attack the great Midianite
army with a nondescript army composed mostly of
slackers, camp followers and some cowards, so he
chose a unique method to separate the he men
from the nondescripts. The story is familiar to
readers of the Bible. The point is that he got the
men that he wanted and being relieved of the
rabble he succeeded in winning a victory.
The State of Georgia today, like Gideon, is facing
a Herculean task, and before it can be accom
plished she is going to have to sort out the slackers
from the true men and leave them in the camp.
The crowd that Gideon discarded would have
made an ideal mob to lynch and burn a helpless
negro, but that sort of' stuff cannot be depended
upon for the real work of the day.
Georgia today is standing in the most critical
position in her history.* No one can deny the fact
that the mob spirit hangs like an ominous storm
cloud over pur entire state. Our own county jail
is sheltering two men who had to be rushed from
an adjoining county to avoid a double lynching.
It is not overstating the case to say that every
county in our state has within its borders a poten
tial mob of murderers that can be aroused to action
on the slightest provocation.
The recent action of Gov. Hugh Dorsey in pub
lishing his tract showing up the history of the
mob element in its true light was the work of a
red-blooded he man, and a man who would rather
be right than governor. Hurrah for Hugh Dor
sey! And what a storm it raised! Governors-
elect, legislators and pot-bellied politicians reared
up on their hind feet all over the state and howled
like hit dogs. They said Hugh had to take it back
or there would be a funeral. Did he do it? Not
so much as you could tell. He simply reiterated
all and then told them that he was not through
yet. Three cheers for Hugh Dorsey! The man
who will not stand by such a man and hold up his
hands deserves to be placed in a class with John
Williams and Clyde Manning and forced to appear
in his true colors.
The men who participated in that Macon protest
are Georgia’s worst enemies. People all over the
Union are looking at our state and asking if we
are savages. The Williams murder farm gave Geor
gia a black eye, but the Macon protest was worse.
Let us be thankful for such men as Hugh Dorsey,
John M. Slaton and the other good and true men
who are standing behind our red-blooded governor
in this disgraceful affair. I am proud I had the
opportunity to vote for two true men for governor.
John Slaton had the courage to commute the death
sentence for an innocent man, though he knew he
would face a Georgia mob for his act. Time and
public sentiment have vindicated his act and he
stands today as one of Georgia’s really great men.
All honor to the newspapers of the state that
have stood up and championed the truth and have
said let justice be done though the heavens fall.
The credit of our state is being ruined. Ask any
man who is alert and has his fingers on the na
tion’s pulse if there is any encouragement to Geor-.
gians in our position at the head of the crime list.
The fact is we did not need Governor Dorsey or
anyone else to tell us these things. Anyone wno
has kept up with current news by reading the
papers knew all this before Dorsey ever mentioned
it, but quail like, we stuck our heads under the
bushes and thought we would not be seen.
A short time ago a human being was burned at
the stake in our city of Athens, and five thousand
people stood by and looked on and then wei)t awa>
and forgot it and no one has ever been threatened
with punishment. This is the history Georgia is
making, and by it we must stand or fall.
Are there not a few thousand he men m Georgia
who will take their stand beside our noble gov-
ernor and say, “By the eternal God, this thing
must stop!” We believe there are enough good
men to redeem our fair state from her disgrace,
but it is going to take concerted action. Are we
Fe \Ve may yet redeem our good name by rallying
together in a united band and inscribing on our
banner this slogan: .
“Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are non-
est, whatsoever things 'are just, whatsoever things
are .pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever
things are of good report, if there be any virtue
and if there be any praise, think on these things-
—“t. Paul.
Respectfully, and with no apologies,
JUNIUS.
A Material City.
To the Editor of The Dalton Citizen:
According to the popular idea, heaven is a mag
nificent city somewhere far away in space—a lit
eral city with streets of gold and gates of pearl,
and surrounded by a solid wall of precious stones.
But many people don’t like city life. They much
prefer flowery fields and green meadows, shadowy
forests and laughing streams and purple moun
tains. They had much rather walk on green grass
and velvety moss and among wild flowers than to
tread shining blocks of gold. Material pomp and
splendor do not appeal to them. They love se
clusion—quietude—a hidden nook or corner where
they can sit down alone and think things out. They
are in the habit of living close to nature; of hold
ing communion with the trees and flowers and
birds. To them nothing is inanimate, but life and
intelligence throbs through all things. They love
freedom—room—mighty spaces- Shut up in a city,
however magnificent, they would be miserable.
They would not notice the splendor of the streets,
for always they would be longing for woodland
paths, and the grass and flowers of meadow-land.
They would be mere scions of the grandeur of the
mansions; so homesick would they be for the fields
and forests and the silent, shadowy hills. They
would be longing always to get away from the
throng of strangers and sit down in some quiet
place with an old friend and have an old-time,
open-heart discussion of things both were interest
ed in.
Most of all heaven is bookless. This it seems
would drive the intelligent and knowledge-loving
mad. In this heaven there is no place for the
thinker, the dreamer, the man of brains and aspira
tions. It was built for the lovers of material
pomp and show and splendor. The philosopher,
the poet and the sage have no place in it.
JESSIE BAXTER SMITH.
In God’s Own Time Peace Will Come, Thinks This
Writer.
To the Editor of The Dalton Citizen:
I noticed a short piece in last week’s issue of The
Citizen where Jessie Baxter Smith says that in
God’s own time peace would come to our nation.
Yes, I agree with her. When people can come
to the conclusion that the God who made the heav
ens and the earth and all that i§, therein, and
created man in His own image, He is able to take
care and look after all, and not until then will men
feel that peace and comfort that He only can give.
If man cannot even make one hair black or
white, how can he change those greater things?
Oh, ye of little faith!
If we will only let God hold the steering wheel
the ship will run smoothly to harbor, and not
until then will this be done.
. Mav God help us to come to this conclusion.
C. A. WEST.
Former Clerk Writes About Fee System.
To the Editor of The Dalton Citizen:
The fee system, along with some other matters,
will be considered by the solons of Georgia at their
annual reunion this year, and it should be at least
revised, modernized and brought up to date.
An old prairie schooner on the streets of a mod
ern city would be a curiosity; a yoke of oxen pull
ing a wagon excites attention, and the old railway
coaches and brass-mounted engines of a decade
ago would be a laughing stock of railroad men
today—not alone on account of their old-tihie ap
pearance, but for their inefficiency and inability
to fill present-day needs.
Yet, the fee system by which the county officers
receive compensation for their work is just as
antiquated and out of date as the things mentioned,
and many others long since relegated to the junk
heap of customs ancient. The fee system has serv
ed its day and generation.
The fee system, within itself, is not pernicious,
and was originally designed to stimulate officers
in the diligent performance of their duties, and
‘ make each office self-supporting. As applied to
the small or average county, possibly nothing more
feasible presents itself, for the reason that the
offices of said counties do not pay more than would
justify the time and care of a properly qualified
person in an efficient discharge of the duties per
taining thereto.
However, as relates to the counties of more than
25,000 inhabitants, the antiquity of the system is
decidedly more noticeable, and the pay received by
some of the officers of these counties, although the
work is very little more arduous than in the small
er counties, is munificent and, in some instances,
practically equals the salary of the president of the
United States.
It is destructive to tear down without building,
and before the fee system is abolished, something
better should be offered, and should be general,
and applicable, alike, to every county in Georgia.
A system patterned after that of the United States
postoffice department might be considered. That
is to say, adopt a graduated scale, providing that
the incumbent receive all of the fees up to a certain
liberal sum, and a certain per cent of the additional
fees, up to a certain amount, after which all to be
paid into county treasury. This will give the pub
lic servant an incentive to endeavor, if one should
be necessary. This arrangement would not molest
the present emoluments of the officers of the av
erage county, and would allow them each a reason
able compensation, and, in the aggregate, would
turn many thousands of dollars into the coffers of
the counties higher up, and would be a decided step
in the’right direction.
The argument sometimes advanced that officers
would not do their duty jf placed on a salary is
not sound—it would be just as true of any other
salaried position. If the officers should fail to do
their duty, they would likely be called upon for ex
planation at the first meeting of the stockholders.
Sooner or . later all of this will be done—just as
soon as the public makes demand. The officers
of the smaller counties are indifferent, and in many I
instances would welcome a living salary, but it may
be safely stated that the reform will never come
through the efforts of the officers of the counties
higher up. They usually lead the opposition to
any change. But, really, they are not to blame:
they are creatures of a system—the system should
go and they should be placed upon a most liberal
salary, which should not be objectionable to them.
However, the fee system is just one of many—
it is merely incidental. The real work of reforma
tion should include a commission form of govern
ment. applicable to all minor positions of state,
county and city, properly reviewed and ratified
by the people, with a real live recall provision,
and a merit system similar to that of the United
States, with civil service requirements.
Civilization and civic progress, seemingly, can
be accelerated or retarded very little, but moves
forward in the even.tenor of its way, despite the
fact that the Georgia legislature meets, mingles
and adjourns with equal regularity. The United
States, manv other states of the Union and practi-
callv all of the large private corporations have
adopted and inaugurated these reforms. Whv not
Georgia? W. M SAPP.
CHEERY LAYS
for DREAR y D^vo!
' BY JAMES WELLS °
Writer of Newspaper Ve.se, Hymn-P tom
and Popular Song Lyrics . em *
A Hot Weather Song.
The sultry sun is shining,
And one s collar undermining
While the rain crow is repinin’-'
Out in the pasture lot; °
Old Lead is softly lolling,
In the woods the robin calling
While Old Sol’s rays are' falling
And
It’s
Hot,
Hot,
Hot!
The lazy lizard’s sunning
Near the little brooklet running
And the mocking bird is funning
In his favorite spot;
The south wind’s gently sighin'*
Where a wilted rose lies dying
And the raucous rain crow’s crying
Is
Hot,
Hot,
Hot!
The ox-eyed daisy’s nodding
To the zephyr’s gentle prodding,
While the sweet pea blooms are’nocMina
Just beside the cot; °
The wild bee’s gently humming
By the floweret he’s bumming.
While he says that summer’s comma
For
It’s
Hot,
Hot,
Hot!.
Steel to Flint.
As steel to flint doth strike a spark,
Illuminating all the dark,
So obstacles to men worth name
But strike the spark of Genius’ flame.
The Golden Calf.
Bow down, ye people, to the golden calf,
Kneel ye, and worship as a base slave should-
Make vour devotions to his sacred shrine, ’
Kneel ye, and worship as but low-born could.
Bow down, ye people, io the golden calf,
Make him your offerings of honor, trust,
Burn at his altar all that men hold dear;
Sacrifice ye all to his greed and lust.
Bow down, ye people, to the golden calf,
Forget the lowly Christ who died in shame,
That man might be' more than a chattel slave;
O, worship Mammon and forget His name.
The Divine Spark.
Though crushed beneath misfortune’s frown,
I swear she cannot keep me down;
Tho’ man in me with weakness cries,
The God in me still bids me rise.
As Usual!
Of all sad words—
The fishers say—
The biggest one—
It got away.
True.
The man who rakes
And digs and hoes
Till his muscle aches
Will pick the rose.
—Detroit Freee Press.
Well, mebbe so,
But it seems to me
I’d rather pick
A shady tree.
—J. D. S., Macon Telegraph.
But shady trees,
I greatly fear.
Will never beat
The profiteer.
Danger!
There’s danger in the storm king’s wrath
And. in the mighty main;
There’s danger in the cyclone’s path
And in a red-haired jane.
Dalton.
The Dalton Improvement League is offering a
prize for a slogan which inspires the following:
D welling in homes of sweet content
A fter a day of toil well spent;
L eisure and peace and love await
T he dweller within our city gate.
O stranger tarry at our door.
N e’er will you wish to wander more.
*****
Popular.
I like to visit
Colonel Drew;
He has a good
Brand of home brew.
Busy Doing Nothing-
To the Editor of The Dalton Citizen:
In The Citizen of June 9, we read:
Harding has been President three months
and we are still at war with Germany.
Thought he was going to wind this thing up
in such a heluvahurry.—Bill Biffem, in Sa
vannah Press.
He was a candidate when he was going to
wind things Up. He is President now.
Senator Borah, great republican leader, on h
floor of the senate, June 6, said:
I venture to say that there is not a man in
this chamber in the house who went before
the people for election who did not give them
to understand that one of the first and speed
iest acts of the republican party would be to
establish a state of peace.
We have an overwhelming majority in the
house and an overwhelming majority in the
senate, and the executive department is repub
lican from turret to foundation stone; and yet
we stand before the country, we stand before
the world, as unable to pass a single resolution
establishing a state of peace.
Georgia’s mis-representative in the senate, ( o'
tick Tom of Thomson, on the floor of the senat
June 7, said:
The soldiers are still on the Rhine—to be
come naturalized? Because they love it? Are
they going to stav over there indefinitely ■
Why are they on the Rhine? , ....
All of which admits- of the same explanau
one man on the stump is after votes, in office
finds inescapable duty holding him inexorably
a line of conduct, often very much the same as i
pursued by his discredited predecessor. .
The American soldiers are properly on the fin
an important part of our very plain duty to
allies with whom we stood and sacrificed tor
freedom of the world. If we were not S * * , L
WAR WITH GERMANY that land of unspeakab
war lords would ignore the terms of the treat}
signed with France. Not until after the secret
of state directed participation of American rep
sentatives on the Reparations Commission, on
Supreme Council and in the Conference of Am -
sadors, did Germany pay the first dollar on
agreed indemnity. * u.
Obviously it is easier to tell the dear voter j
one will have done when one gets in than n
'Put it over” after one, damdemagogue. gets. •
The executive department, “republican >:om
ret to foundation stone,” understand now. a >
parently, they did not in the course of tne
campaign, the wisdom of the Wilson policy
they are adhering to it with a fidelity that ”
perplexing to the irreconcilables as it is grat
to those who understand that it was the
sonality of Wilsort that turned back, at a c
moment, the tide that menaced the civilizati
the world.
Biff ’em ag’in, Bill.
JESSE MERCEK-
Atlanta. Ga.