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PAGE FOUR THE DALTON CITIZEN, THURSDAY, JULY 21, 1921. The Dalton Citizen T PUBLISHED EVERT THURSDAY. T. 8. SHOP* . T 8. MoOAMY^. . . ■ . Editor Associate Editor Official Organ of the United States Circuit and District Courts, Northwestern division. Northern District of Georgia. OFFICIAL ORGAN OF WHITFIELD COUNTY. Terms of Subscription One Year $1.60 Six Months ."... .76 Three Months ' 40 Payable in Advance Advertising Rates on Application. Entered at the Dalten, Ga., postoffice for transmission through the mails as second-class matter. 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. ♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦*♦♦♦♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ CLIPPINGS AND COMMENTS ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦ “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? / 1 . ■ 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. ssKiiiifiiiigiyixyiyiiiiXiiiyixgiyistfiifisyiy; ♦ EXCHANGE OPINION “ w a 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. i ■Hi