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THE DALTON CITIZEN, THURSDAY, JULY 21, 1921.
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DALTON, GEORGIA, THURSDAY, JULY 21, 1921.
Whenever you see a fellow apologizing for
profiteers, he is one, either actually or potentially.
“Cleanliness being next to godliness,” we are
in favor of swimming pools, and plenty of them.
Editor Loyless, of the Columbus Enquirer-Sun,
wants the kukluxers to show their faces. They
will never do it unless they have to. “The “im
perial wizard” won’t let ’em.
Now Is Not the Time.
The graduated income tax measure is to
come before the Georgia legislature this week,
and right here and now we want to register
our strong, unqualified opposition.—Rome Tri
bune-Herald.
The time is inopportune for the passage of a
state income tax law. The government levies a
heavy income tax on individuals and corporations
in the state, and until there is some relief from
this burden it is not wise, in our opinion, for the
state to make the venture. And besides there is
another way to get money for state purposes.
Make the tax-dodgers come across, and bring the
invisible properly out from its hiding and place it
on the tax books.
It is next to impossible -to frame a just tax bill,
but one can be brought about that will more near
ly approach the ends of justice than the one the
state is now operating under.
And after all, it may bei that the present ad
valorem system is ineffective only as it is ineffect
ively administered. This opinion prevails among
thousands of honest Georgians.
The Atlanta Constitution, while not opposed to
the principle of the .income tax law, thinks it un
wise to saddle one on the people at this particular
time.
Speaking of ad valorem tax laws it observes:
If ad valorem tax laws are enforced rigidly
on a basis of equalization there can be no
argument about it. The fault with ad valo
rem taxation is not with the system but with
the enforcement.
To say that there cannot ne an enforcement
of the law, with equity to all, is admitting a
governmental weakness that is unthinkable.
The Type Metal Magazine says, “judging by the
modern washing-machine advertisements, a
woman puts on her party clothes these days when
she goes down into the basement to do the family
wash.” There is nothing like the power of ad
vertising.
Rome is moving for a swimming pool for the
young folks. If the Hill City continues following
in the wake of Dalton, it will yet get itself on
the map. People up this way are now beginning
to talk about the second one for the benefit of
the youngsters.
The Ignoble Watson.
In another place on this page will be found an
editorial reproduced from the Columbus Enquirer-
Sun of July 17, 1921.
It is a truthful expose of Tom Watson as he is
today in Washington. He is there as a senator
from Georgia, and is prostituting the office to the
very lowest level of which he is capable, and that
means he is at the very bottom of the ditch, reek
ing and reveling in the filth that so delights him.
One of the strange distributions of Providence,
and one by no means understood by us, is how
even unlettered and unlearned people, with com
mon sense and a modicum of native genius, can
be influenced and led by so unscrupulous a rascal
as Tom Watson.
He has never done one thing that has benefitted
the class of people he claims to be laboring and
dying for. He has appealed to their prejudices
and caused them to hate their fellow man. He has
taken their money without giving a return value.
He received thousands of dollars for advising sol
diers to refuse to do their duty when the country
was threatened by a foreign foe, and the civiliza
tion of the world was in the balance. He is al
ways telling his followers how he is fighting their
battles, yet he never accomplishes anything for
them. They are so hypnotized by the “magic” of
his vituperation and abuse that they think he is
doing something, but ask a Watson follower to
point to one thing he has done except to rave, and
he will flatter his idol by doing the same thing—
if not to his questioner’s face then behind his
back
Watson always appeals to the very meanest and
lowest of human passions. He baits the Catholics,
the Jews and the negroes—anything that will
arouse race hatred, and fan the flames of religious
intolerance.
He is now distributing his filth from his office
in the senate building, and if anything it is of a
more vile and vicious nature than ever before.
Age neither mellows his disposition nor soft
ens his asperities. Responsibility seems to be
making him more bigoted, intolerant and defiant.
The stuff he sends out through his personal filth
distributing organ is an insult to intelligence and
a reflection on decency. Much of it is coarse and
vulgar, and all of it is misleading and. deceptive.
We agree with Editor Loyless, of the Columbus
Enquirer-Sun, that -Watson should be made to
prove the infamous charges he ; delights ' to make
against the. Catholics and their institutions, and
failing to do this he should be punished as a com
mon slanderer and libeler. Capitalizing the re
ligious prejudices of the people,' and sending out
propaganda to increase and make more acute such
prejudices, is nothing less than a crime against
civilization and violative of the cardinal principles
of the Declaration of Independence and the Con
stitution of the United States.
Georgia has long enough been shamed and hu
miliated by the ignoble works of Watson. Surely
it cannot go on much longer.
Wasting at the Bung.
IF
“Ill fares the land to hastening ills a* prey,
Where wealth accumulates and men decay,”
how can the commonwealth of Georgia hope to
fare well in 1940 and the years that follow,, if to
day she is to continue speaking of “child welfare”
and “economy” in the same breach?
We realize that Georgia is facing a deficit, that
economy is in order, that needless state, expense
should be cut off, but before appropriations are
made or denied, the work for which money is to
be expended should he viewed from all angles, and
the future as well as the present good should be
considered.
The Department of Public Welfare in Georgia
has been in existence but twelve months, but dur
ing that time has proved its right to be- It has
been the slate’s consulting agency, cooperating
with county officials, juvenile judges, probation
officers and superintendents of children’s insti
tutions. It has investigated the supervision of
homes for orphaned children, and has caused to
be removed two superintendents for immoral
practices and one so-called “home,” which proved
to be a hell, was closed because of this board’s
findings. This welfare board’s work resulted in
seventy-seven juvenile courts for Georgia instea'd
of eight.
The annual expense of the Welfare Roard is in
the neighborhood of $15,000, which sum is used
to wipe out inherited diseases and immorality and
to instil into the young of unprincipled parents
the hope to rise from sordid surroundings and
live clean and useful lives. What is it going to
profit Georgia to save for her treasury $15,000 a
year if it permits the children of today to grow
into criminals, for whom she will have to build
more jails and thus spend the money saved? What
will Georgia gain if she saves $15,000 annually,
,and in return has to maintain additional institu
tions for the depraved, the feeble-minded and
physical degenerates? Looking forward, this is
in all likelihood what she will do, if she does not
make even a greater effort to conserve the health,
raise the morale, and change the home-life of
thousands of children of men and women of Geor
gia, who by their actions are forfeiting the right
to the guardianship of the young.
So far the legislature has done nothing that
looks like real economy. The body could easily
have saved the state $15,000 by cutting out the leg
islative junketing trips that do no good for any
body. They are annual “joy-rides” taken by cer
tain committees of the legislature to “investigate”
this and that, and so far we have never known any
good coming from them. When the proposition
came up in the legislature to cut out these “joy
rides” and save the state $15,000 the junketeers
promptly voted the proposition down. They seem
to prefer to take their “rides” while the human
derelicts of the state are speeded on their was to
destruction. 1
The women organizations of the state are great
ly interested in welfare work, and are working
for the continuation of the Board of Public Wel
fare because they realize the hope of any state or
country lies in its children. The word “economy”
so necessary in these quickly-changing times be
comes almost obnoxious when it implies saving
a few thousand dollars for a state as rich in nat
ural resources as Georgia at the sacrifice of hun
dreds of lives that will be warped, if not snuffed
out, if the state fails to recognize the importance
of welfare work among certain classes of children.
Mrs. J. E. Hays, President, and Mrs. Howard
McCall, Chairman of Social Welfare Committee, of
The Georgia Federation of Women’s Clubs, to
gether with Mrs. Hanes McFadden, President,
League of Women Voters, and Mrs. Chas- P. Oz;
burn, President, Georgia Congress of Mothers and
Parent Teacher Associations, are making a united
effort to bring this question of abolishing the state
Board of Public Welfare to the attention of those
it so vitally affects. They want the public to
understand the danger its abolishment would
bring, - and they urge everyone to do all in their
power to save this welfare board and secure for
it adequate Support.
Remember, Georgia is no temporary . abiding
place. In all probability it will be here for hun
dreds of years to come. We, or our children, will
be carrying on in nineteen-forty, -fifty, -sixty, and
the years that come afterwards, and the children
of nineteen-twenty-one will prove an asset or a
liability then, according to whether or not they
are cared for or neglected now.
Have you an interest in a subject so vital? If
so. manifest it.
Our idea of a nervy cheap skate is the fellow
who patronizes, and pays cash to the mail order
houses,-and then expects his local merchants to
carry him from six to twelve months.
We thought Georgia politics was to stand ad
journed for awhile, and here they are talking
about Herbert Clay for governor before Governor
Hardwick gets the chair warm. Piffle! Herbert
Clay stands about as much chance to be governor
of Georgia as we do to be king of England.
W. G. Sutlive, managing editor of tfte Savan
nah Press, was unanimously elected president of
the Georgia Press Association, at its meeting in
Washington last week. A better selection could
not have been made. It gives us pleasure to add
our endorsement to his election.
Tommyrot Watson trying to make a show
for the soldier bonus bill appears to us as a sort
of summer madness. If the soldiers had follow
ed his advice nearly all of them would be serving
sentences in the penitentiaries for violation of the
draft law. Tom simply can’t help making an ass
of himself.
Under New Management.
The Rome Tribune-Herald, one of North Geor
gia’s leading dailies, last week announced a change
in ownership and a new personnel comprised of
business men. *
Under the direction of Mrs. J. Lindsay John
son, an able journalist and newspaper director,
the Tribune has grown to be a big factor in Geor
gia. Mrs. Johnson is a remarkable woman, and
has served in varying capacities with marked suc-
>s.
The policy of the Tribune in the past has coin
cided with the Citizen’s policy in a great many re
spects, and we hope in the future we may con
tinue to work together for the betterment of gen
eral conditions in the state and the upbuilding and
improvement of our section, particularly. It gives
us pleasure to see such men as W. S. Rowell, J. D.
McCartney, G. E. Maddox, John M. Vandiver, E. E.
Lindsey and J. Nephew King, associated together
in this enterprise, and we wish for them / a more
brilliant success even than their splendid pre
decessors.
It seems to ns that it is quite enough for the
government to do to provide well for the soldiers
who were disabled as a result of the war. But to
go to passing out gratuities to those who were not
scratched and thousands who never reached an
embarking point, would seem to us to be an insult
to the right-thinking service man, whose patriotism
is a thing without price.
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“What is more changable than the weath-.
er?” asks the Chicago Tribune. Nothing that
we can think of off-hand unless, mebbe, it is
waistlines.—Macon Telegraph.
How about the esteemed Tribune’s opinions
regarding the race question? /
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Money has regained its voice, says the At
lanta Journal. All right; let it go right ahead
with the conversation. Everybody is willing
to listen to whatever it may have to say.—Co
lumbus Enquirer-Sun.
If it nas regained its voice it is very reticent
alfout talking out so it can be understood.
Of course Mr. Burbanks is a wiz pll right,
.all right, but we’d think a lot more of him if
he would come through with a squirtless
grapefruit and a watermelon with a handle
on it.—Macon Telegraph.
Or a canteloupe you could eat rind and all
without using a spoon.
The State Department of Agriculture is evi
dently to be a sort of storm center as long as
the preseqt session of the legislature con
tinues.—Albany Herald.
There are Georgians by the thousands who
want to know why the Department of Agriculture
is immune from investigation. The f-act that it
objects to one is a serious indictment against it.
Johnny Spencer says he despises hammocks.
Well, we just haven’t the heart to blame it on
them. We have always found that the trouble
was either with us or the other party—gen
erally the latter.—Dalton Citizen. Fidgeting,
or pulling back, or what?—Macpn Telegraph.
All of them, and then some.
If it were possible to take your money with %
you when you die' some men would have to *
put it in a fireproof safe to save it..—Greens
boro Herald-Journal. 1
Speaking of money, go into any crowd, any
where, and see if the subject is not soon brought
up. It is the god of this nation, worshiped alike
by home-brewers, preachers, teachers, editors and
all the rest.
Uncle Sam is to pay the railroads five hun
dred million dollars for the use of the roads
during the war. Some sum. Where in the
dickens is he to get the money? Taxation?
Why bless your soul, our great, great, %teat
grandchildren will be taxed to pay bills made
during the recent war.—Commerce News.
Very true. And at that we have a few poli
ticians and demagogs who want to saddle five bil
lion more on the taxpayers in a soldier bonus.
The heat-wave has been no respecter of
persons. It has been sweeping over Great
Britain and even in France some of the cere
monies incident to Bastile day were omitted
because of the heated temperature. And yet
through it all we in Georgia have been fairly
comfortable, if we are frank about it.—Macon
News.
With the thermometer around 96 in the shade
it is mighty hard to be “fairly comfortable,” un
less one is in front of an electric fan.
The Greensboro editor and judge are writ
ing cards about each other. * The editor in- *
vites the judge to meet him outside the in
corporate limits and both cool off- That’s the
way to settle.it.—Madison Madisonian.
Fighting it out on the outside is better than
fighting it out in the papers. And further what is
the matter with the editor and the judge?
Of course there is always business—buying
on the part of the public—even in the dullest
seasons. And certainly the man with stuff to
sell ought to advertise during such season?
Why? Because if the people have but little
money to. spend, naturally they look for the
best bargains—the place where they can get
the most for their money. Get the point?—Co
lumbus Enquirer-Sun.
The public now reads advertising as never be
fore, and the business firms which are wise are not
failing to advertise.
Editor McWhorter, of the Winder News,
commends Editor Camp for speaking out
against the municipal league. The Madisonian
man received a very cordial invitation to the
Atlanta meeting and a card to the Ansley
luncheon, but somehow we felt it no place for
us. While they sometimes get on the wrong
side of politics, yet one will not go far wrong
in following the leadership of Editors Camp
and McWhorter.—Madison Madisonian.
Both are estimable gentlemen and good editors.
We may not always agree with them, but on these
municipal league biUs we were all agreed. We
are happy to state that these so-called bills ap
parently have gone the way of Ward’s ducks.
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Put Watson’s Charges to the Proof;' Georgia Has
Been Slandered Enough.
The Enquirer-Sun having exhibited the bad
taste of printing on its front page a few days ago
the classic features of Georgia’s junior United
States senator—even news editors must have their
little joke on the editor occasionally—it would
seem to be in order for us to go a step further and
explain just what it is the “Georgia firebrand” has
been doing of late to “get himself into the pic
tures,” as the saying is.
In a word, he has been doing just what he has
been doing for the past thirty or forty years—
villifying and slandering somebody, in language so
vile and unprovoked as td. attract more than ordi
nary attention and arouse more than ordinary in
dignation.
This time—as generaUy the case, however,
when he is not attacking the Jews, 'negroes or
foreign missions—it is the Catholics that come in
for his hog-wallow abuse; more particularly the
Catholic priesthood and one of the most beloved
bishops of that church, the respected and vener
able Bishop Benjamin J. Keiley, of Savannah. -
The language used by “Georgia’s representative
in the United States senate”—who appears, by the
way to have turned his official quarters into an
editorial room for his gutter-snipe sheet, the Co
lumbia Sentinel—is so vile and indecent that, like
most of his ravings on the same subject, it can
not well be reproduced in a respectable news
paper. However, in order that the public may
fully understand just what it is all about—and
more particularly, just how Georgia is' being mis
represented in the sedate senate of the United
States—we are inclined to reproduce a part of the
article in question as follows:
The National Congress, of Mothers, assem
bled at Washington, April 27th, filed a plea
for “missing girls.”
We learn that sixty-five thousand girls dis- *
appeared from their homes last year, and noth
ing is known of their whereabouts.
A great majority of these girls were cap
tured by Catholic Priests and sentenced to
slavery in the Houses of the Good Shepherd,
etc.
In Keiley’s establishment at Savannah, Ga.,
there may probably be a score or more of
those '“missing girls.”
The laws of Georgia require that Bishop
Keiley’s slave pen shaH be inspected by offi
cers of the courts of Chatham county, but the
Bishop of Savannah informs us that he gets
his law from Rome, and, tnerefore, he cannot
recognize the laws made in this country.
The question is, Shall Bishop Keiley be per
mitted to continue to laugh at our laws?
Catholic Priests have no right to lure in
nocent girls into captivity, where they become
victims of Priestly immorality.
The Bisnop of Savannah has no right to run
a “peonage farm” within his jurisdiction.
Sixty-five thousand girls are lost in our big
cities each year; they faU into the traps.set for
them by Rome. ’ I i '
Our laws owe them protection. Priests who
are not permitted to marry, should not be al
lowed to capture young maidens and use them
to satisfy lustful desires.
It is true that Watson says the above was writ
ten by his “associate editor”—one Grover Ed
mondson, who came very near getting into serious
trouble ldst summer by slandering the American
Legion on the stump throughout Georgia, but, in
a subsequent issue of his sheet, he accepts full
responsibility, both for the insult to the Catholic
clergy and the venerable bishop, as well as to
President Harding, and on these points boldly
declares:
. I shoulder the resoonsibility for Grover Ed
mondson’s “Note.”
y He said that “missing girls” might be found
in the hell-holes of the Roman Catholic
church.i
I have said the same things; I repeat it, and
I can prove it.
Now crack your whip, Mr. Richard Reid.
Explain those skeletons that were found in
the basement of the old Catholic convent in
Savannah: Do this. Mr. Reid.
Explain the nlystery of. the maimed or dead
girls, who have jumped from the upper stories
of Convents and Houses of the Good Shep
herd!
Do this, Mr. Richard Reid!
Grover Edmondson wrote, in effect, that,
President Harding had duped the people brok-
, en his pledges, a fid gone over to the Criminals
of Big Business.
I stand for this assertion.
Mr. Harding has done that very thing; atid
I wrote the indictment' in The Sentinel before
Grover did; and I have said substantially as
mhch, on the floor of the Senate—and will do
so again.
So there we have the McDuffie madman—.it is
charitable to assume that he' is only a madman—
again on record as the father of these contemptible
charges against men, “the latchet of whose shoes
he is not worthy to unloose.”
Thinkof it, you decent-minded men and women
of Georgia—to whom the language, of the gutter
mak,es no appeal, except to sicken and disgust—
a United States senator from Georgia stands before
the nation as deliberately charging that the Catho
lic convents of this and other states are “slave
pens” and “murder dens” and “abortion factories,”
and God only knows >vhat else. *
It is enough to make his own dead and sainted
daughter—who was, herself, partly educated in
one of these Catholic convents—rise from her
k, grave^ and plead, as she did more than once in
life, “Oh, sisters, forgive him; he knows not what
he says!”
Think of this man—whose own life has, to put
it mildly, not been above reproach—daring to caU
in question the moral character of good old Bishop
Keiley,. almost an octogenarian, all but blind, and
only waiting to be caUed home to God, where he
will, we have no doubt, if so he may, intercede for
even so great a sinner as Tom-Watson—Georgia’s
representative on the floor of the United States
senate.
Poor old Bishop Keiley, with true Christian
spirit, seeks to ignore the insult to himself, and
says:
“I have suffered similar attacks from that
man for many years and surely I need no de
fense now- after thirty-five years lived in
Georgia and when I am nearing the time when
I can hardly expect to spend many more years
among my friends. However, it seems to me
that this is a matter that should interest the
public-spirited citizens of Georgia. It is they
who are chaUenged. The integrity of their
laws and institutions are impugned. The hon
esty of their courts and grand juries is called
in question, and these horrible imputations on
Georgia are vouched for by one of its Sena
tors.”
Precisely so; it is the state of Georgia herself
that is attacked—her integrity, her civilization, her
courts, her institutions.
Then, what is to be done about it?
Why, obviously, but one thing—compel Watson
to prove ’ his charges, as he savs he can do.
Fpr, if Bishop Keiley is guilty of what Watson
says he is, then Bishop Keiley—to whom Watson
politely refers as that “venomous old moccasin”
—and all his “priestly gang” should be taken out
and hanged by the neck until they are dead. Or
better still, to further satisfy the appetites of some
of Batson’s followers, burned at the stake.
In all seriousness, therefore, we call for an
investigation; for a searching, rigid investigation,
either by a Chatham county grand jury, or by a
legislative committee—preferably the latter.
For it is high time that Tom Watson was be
ing made to prove his infamous charges about
Georgia people and Georgia institiitions, or else
that he be made to retract them—or suffer the pen
alty for continuous criminal slander.
But this isn’t what Watson wants, and he will
never face the music on such a proposition; for
he knows, in the first place, that he dare not meet
tfte good men and pure women whom, for years
he has traduced in'language too vile to print; and
he knows, m the second place, that if fie should
?J er ue made.to put his cowardly and contempt
ible charges to the test, he would, forthwith, be
Without further material for his carrion-sheet, the
Columbia Sentinel—because every one of his in
famous slanders wonld be exposed, so that even
the most ignorant and vicious of his followers
coukl no longer believe them, even if they would
and his chief occupation, that of catering to the
ignorant and vicious, would be gone forever
^°;he Prefers to keep up the discussion; to
meet refutation with more charges, equally wild
and equally vile; to then pose as a marytr for
so doing—as a ’marked man.” whom the Cath
olics or somebody (it used to be the Jews) are
trying to destroy—to blow and bluster around
with such crazy chatter as this, in an effort to
make if appear that he is, himself, being persS
cuted, instead of him being, as is the case, the
sole and unprovoked aggressor.
Listen to him, in the following diatribe, threat-
on^assassination to any and all who dare attack
W^ent iu eCaU if e * not at tack tnem in
the Senate, they have become the aggressors
have attacked me, in the Senate
Memorize that statement.
Air. Richard Reid, of Augusta, (acting for
, Bishop Keiley, for the K. of C., and in the
name of the Catholic Laymen’s Association of
kas gone to the President with his
the Junior Senator from Georgia.”
, M . r - ^mhard Rfid has gone to the Vice-Presi
dent with his attack on me; and the malicious
cur has gone to Senators with it
What does he expect the President to do to
the Junior Senator from Georgia?” #
What does he expect the Senate to do?
Have a care, Mr. Richard Reid!
If you inflame any one of your murder gang
CHEERY
LAYS
for DREARY DAYS
■ - BY JAMES WELLS —
Writer of Newspaper Verse,
and Popular Song Lyric. : Poem «
Poor Little Fido!
(The story of the “Poor Little Rich n ,
Fido was an Airedale pup, n Dog ' )
And quite aristocratic;
Mistress, she would wrap him ud
As though he were rheumatic *
At the table he would sit V
In his chair alone;
Fed him dainties and such t r „^
But not once a bone. uck
Poor little Fido!
Mistress led him by a chain
For a little stroll;
Never let him chase a cat
Or spy in a hole.
Fondle and caress she would—
FiUed her soul -with bliss
Lift the puppy in her arms
Then give it a kiss—
Poor little Fido!
But alas, one summer dav.
Little Fido broke away.
Advertised—tremendous cost—
But alas, the dog was lost.
■ But one day they went to dine—
Had some Frankfurters quite fine
When a sassinger looked up
Saying, “Don’t you know youi
Poor little Fido!
your pup-?”
Shocking!
The minister was greatly shocked-
He asked a blessing fair, ’
And glancing down he chanced to
The table legs were bare. ee
Quite So!
A funny paradox it is,
But it is very true:
Whene’er„ a man paints the town red
Next day he feels quite blue. ’
/ A Bean Supper.
Society All Agog.
NOTICE)—There will be a bean supper at ftp
First Unitarian church on Saturday night follow
ed by a musical program.—Keene (X. h’i IW
crat. “■
Baked beans, flaked beans, caked beans fine-
String beans, spring beans,—fling beans some
Dried beans, fried beans—beans a mine.
Green beans, eat beans, Oh, yum, yum!
Big beans, small beans, brown beans, white.
Red beans—spread beans most all night.
Long beans, short beans, butter beans, Oh,
What a great joy feast! Let’s all go.
-To the Mocking-bird.
Bird of a thousand songs,
Whence came thee by thy charm?
From carol of the lark
To raucous jay’s alarm? . t
What magic was there wrought
Ere yet the world was young?
What music-master taught
And left no song unsung?
Another Rain Song.
(With apologies to Loveman.)
Thoughts of a dweller on one of the main
traveled highways.
It isn’t raining rain to me;
It’s raining autos down;
On every road there comes a load
Of autoists from town.
It seems we must choke from the dust
As dry as cornfield gourds;
It isn’t raining rain to me
lt’s raining gosh-durn Fords.
Those Left Behind.
(Song rights reserved.)
When I shall loose this mortal clay.
And* earth shall know no more.
My spirit, free, shall wend its way
To yon bright heavenly shore.
I shall not sigh that I must leave,
Though tears my eves may blind:
It will be only that i grieve
For those I leave behind.
Upon that bright, eternal shore ’
Where nevermore is night—
Where loved ones, dear, have gone before.|
Are scenqs supernal, bright:
And thinking of the glories there
Which my poor soul shall find.
A gentle tear, a sigh I’ll spare
For those I left behind.
There in that land immortal, fair.
Where ne’er is shame or sin—
Where ne’er is sorrow, woe or care—
Some day I’ll enter in;
And as the glories of that land
; Burst in upon my mind.
I’ll drop a tear upon the strand
V For those I left behind.
* * * * * *
Don’t Complain.
Be the matter what it may.
Don’t complain.
Sultry heat or rainy day—
Don’t complain-
Fretting simplv doesn’t pay:
Whining, trouble doesn’t stay;
Just go on your own sweet waj 1 -
Don’t complain.
Took a tumble; had a fall?
Don’t complain.
Ain’t no use to sit and bawl—
Don’t complain.
What’s the use o’ getting sore’.
Get right up and try it o’er:
May be you will fall no more—
Don’t complain.
to attack me here in Washington ^° 0 u? I
-suppose my Augusta friends will do - ^!
What would my Savannah friends do |
venomous old moccasin. Bishop K el '^soiS
Do ymi catch his drift?—trying t0 -^tion 1
body by threatening them with assas ■ ^
the hands of some of his own fanatical |
That has ever been his best defe ‘„ re d"-
has never failed to use it when ‘ c ° r . fana M
instantly takes refuge behind some ot t.j n isP
“friends” whenever he thinks his o"
jeopardy:
Could anything be more contenip
anything be more convincing? . . . jj, e
In the meantime, we urge again. ^
gia legislature—or if Tom Wr'son ''jnti
do it, then a Chatham county Si-an<n Kei W
igate, and, if possible, expose Iier -poe
“slave pen” in Savannah, and all tne ftor ies
ly brothels” and sisterly “abortion
Georgia. . 1C [, indf;
Our state has heard enough ot jj er selg
and insulting charges; she owes it (jjtW
say nothing of her twenty-odd tno ■ ea sV‘]
citizens—a number so small as to J ‘ v ; 0 i e njln
such creatures as Tom Watson to t their “J
tack them and hurl the vilest msu „ pro^j
blest women—to have these punis^J
Watson says he can do. ant’ the gm •. L fotn
such there be; or, by disproving - n g tni
close the trap of this slander-m. "ven^j
States senator from Georgia, who f*_ ^sineS-M
effrontery to 'carry his nefano
Washington and into the senate
While the intelligent. construe
God-fearing, humanity-loving ^ ie / 1 do es (t
Georgia blush for shame that He sta te»
assuming to represent them ana i seB ato&-
nation’s capital in the capacity Georg' 1 ^
position, up to now, filled ow> • . prof eS = j
clean minds and brave hearts: n °_£ 0 lum® 05
purveyors of slander and slime.
quirer-Sun.
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