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THE DALTON CITIZEN, THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 8, 1921.
The Dalton Citizen
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Official Organ of the United Statea Circuit and District
OeurtB, Northwestern division, Northern District of Georgia.
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DALTON, GA., THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 8, 1921.
Cotton keeps climbing, and so does the spirit of
the people.
People in Dalton celebrated Labor day by work
ing, which is very appropriate.
“The Sales Tax has one merit,” says the Kansas
Farmer. “It-hasn't been passed yet.”
At any rate President Harding is a great success
when it comes to taking week-end vacations.
The Atlantic Ice & Coal Corporation has reduced
the price of ice to fifty cents a hundred pounds.
The Macon News is no longer associating with
The Citizen, but hanged if we are going to get
mad about it.
Want ad in Richland News says: “For Sale—
Ford Touring car in good condition. Will sell for
$1.75 cash.” We’ll take it if the dollar seventy-
five includes parcel post charges.
Where Ignorance Is Bliss.
Wrigley, the chewing gum man, spends $3,-
500,000 a year for advertising. Frequently,
you find a little merchant (he couldn’t be any
other kind) with either a quid of gum or to
bacco in his mouth arguing that advertising
doesn’t pay.—Dalton Citizen.
There are all kinds of fools in the world,
v including the species who pretend to hold
that advertising adds to the expense of doing
business. These fellows are going to get it in
the neck good and proper before many years,
for business is going on a cash basis and the
public demands co-operation and service. Ev- |
erybody who has studied the question knows
that advertising is not an expense but an in
vestment, just the same as the merchant’s fur
niture and fixtures and stock of goods. The
more advertising, the larger the volume, the
quicker the turnover, the greater the profits.
It’s just as simple as that, and the man who
cannot see the light will see it when the sheriff
breaks the news to him.—Jackson Progress-
Argus.
The best salesman in America fs advertising.
Only the provincial will argue against advertis
ing, and only the foolish will refuse to use it.
Merchants 'who have something to sell the pub
lic must make the public acquainted with it, else
the public will know nothing about it. Word of
mouth advertising is too limited to bring about
any very large amount of success, and further
gossip is not usually successful advertising.
Judging from some recent front page editorials
in the Macon Telegraph we are constrained to
believe Editor Anderson has more fun with the
politicians than any other editor in the state.
Now is the time to renew your subscription to
The Citizen. If you are not a subscriber, now is
the time to subscribe. For the. month of September
we ar^e going to sell a year’s subscription for $1.00.
The Citizen enjoyed a pleasant and instructive
visit from John W. Hammond, of The Macon Tele
graph, last Friday. For several years he has been
the Atlanta representative of this strong and virile
Georgia newspaper, and is today one of the best
posted men in the state on affairs political as well
as otherwise. He has an analytical mind, and
when he has thoroughly studied a question his
conclusions are in the main correct. His visit
was an inspiration to us. •
Freight Rates Are Too High.
If freight rates are not too high in this country,
then it must follow that everything else is too low.
That is the logic of the situation, but who that
is posted, is going to agree with either proposi
tion?
When any commodity cannot be marketed on ac
count of high freight rates, something is radically
wrong. This is exactly the situation bearing on a
certain product shipped regularly from Dalton.
The firm to which this product has been shipped
in the past frankly stated in a letter that the price
it could pay would not warrant shipping, as the
freight would “amount to just as much as could
be realized for the product itself."”
If freights are to absorb the full price of any com
modity, or product, how is business,' or anything
else as for that matter, to improve?
It occurs to us that freight rates, certainly too
high, are ham-stringing business today far more
than anything else. And added to these high rates
is a war tax of thee per cent.
With the present excessive freight rates the rail
roads are without doubt hurting their own bus
iness, in that their revenues are being reduced
because of the inability of dealers in certain pro
ducts to ship at all, when the market is such that
the rates charged by the carriers absorb the full
price bid for the goods. It is the working out of
the law of diminishing returns.
In order for business to revive as the present
times suggest, rates, both passenger and freight,
must come down.
Another example of how high freights work:
A Dalton firm bought a car of steam coal, costing
$106.92 at the mines, the freight and war tax on
same being $123.75. Thus it is seen that the freight
on the coal is more than 10 per cent higher than
the cost of it.
We could multiply examples of this kind.
The railroads can come forward, of course, and
say that such examples are unfair, because of the
cheapness of the products, but should not freights
be figured with the value of commodities in con
sideration? Common sense and reason suggest
that they should.
The greatest drawback to a business revival in
this county today is the high, and in many in
stances, prohibitive freight rates being charged.
It is highjtime that the forces controlling them
bestir themselves, with a view of doing their part
in bringing about industrial rehabilitation.
It Is Time to Let Up on the Reserve System.
The Citizen has never sympathized with the
more or less wild criticism of the Federal Reserve
system. It is a human agency, and as such is
bound to make mistakes, but to the credit of the
system it has made few.
There are two classes engaged in making war
on the system. One is made up of gamblers and
speculators who have been unable to use ihe sys
tern to further their gambling schemes. Then there
is the crowd that is always damning whatever is
composed of radicals, political demagogues and
nondescripts, and added to these are a few well
meaning critics who have been misled by the
noise of the two classes named above.
The truth is most of the trouble has come from
John Skelton Williams, who for years has been
suffering with a bad case of mental strabismus,
brought about by an altogether too good opinion
of himself. As comptroller of the currency he
was always in a row with somebody or some
thing, and yet, if he "ever accomplished anything
worth while it has escaped our notice.
Every well posted person in this country knows
that the Federal Reserve system has been its sal
vation during the past several years. Without it
a panic unparalleled in the history of this nation
would have swept all before it, and thousands of
business concerns now in safe circumstances
would have been, without the'system, in the shal
lows of bankruptcy.
Now that cotton is going up, the assumption is
natural that critics will to a certain extent cease
their activities and substitute for their hammers,
horns. At least it is to be hoped so.
The following from the Columbus Enquirer-Sun
is worth serious consideration:
As the Enquirer-Sun has remarked more
than once, there has been more fool criticism
of the Federal Reserve Board in the south dur
ing the past year or so than in all the rest of
the country put together. All because of the
big slump in cotton, which made it easy for the
journalistic and political quack-doctors to get
in their work telling the people just what was
the matter.
Notwithstanding prices were tumbling the
world over, because of the world’s inability
to buy, the slump in this country yras charged
directly to the Federal Reserve Board. This
was particularly true as to cotton, many crit
ics even going so far as to openly charge that
the members of the board had it in for the
south and were deliberately trying to impover
ish this section of the country.
As foolish and outrageous as this sort of
talk was an the face of it, it was, neverthe
less, accepted as gospel truth by those who had
suffered from- the decline in cotton, or who, in
any way, felt the punch of hard times. More
over, agitating against the Federal Reserve
Board became the chief stock in trade of a
certain type of newspapers and politicians—
the kind that always play to the gallery, re
gardless of truth or reason.
But, now that vcotton is going up in price,
it is barely possible that some of the people,
here and there, who have been led to believe
that the Federal Reserve Board is responsible
for all their troubles, may begin -to wonder
how it happens—with this same Federal Re
serve Board in power—that cotton begins to
rise so rapidly in price; notwithstanding the
board’s “unfriendly attitude” toward the south.
In this connection, the Atlanta Constitu
tion directs attention to an editorial from the
Hattiesburg (Miss.) American—published in
the heart of a great cotton growing section—
that is well worth passing along, because it
may help to still further open the eyes of those
people who have been so badly humbugged by
the “cotton agitators” and “popularity press,”
two pernicious influences that would make the
south ridiculous in the eyes of the country at
large and contemptible at home except for the
fact that such agitators do not really represent
the south as a whole.
Referring to the Hattiesburg American’s edi
torial on “Federal Reserve Knockers,” the
Constitution rightly declares that “in the south,
where cotton is the backbone of business and
the underpinning of prosperity, the Federal
Reserve system stands as our chief bulwark
against panic; for without it the chances are
that what has been a period of serious depres
sion would have been one of business chaos,
resulting in wholesale disaster and ruin. That
is what the Federal Reserve system means to
the south; and the danger that lurks in indis
criminate and thoughtless criticism of it is ob
vious.” \
The editorial from the Hattiesburg Ameri
can is, in part as follows:
Many egotistical persons have been ever
ready to rise in condemnation of the Federal
Reserve system, and they unconsciously con
tributed to demoralization. They give forth
verbose utterances, arrogating to themselves
superior knowledge, speaking to the people as
though an inspired prophet, lightly injecting
themselves into the mazes of a great subject,
and reaching conclusions with the quickness
of a child adding a simple sum.
It is unthinkable that the Federal Reserve
system is the enemy of any class or section of
this country.
It is unbecoming, as well as unfair, and de
structive, to make such statements.
One looking to the bottom of these utter
ances will usually find a personal motive pres
ent.
We do not say the Federal Reserve Board
has not made errors. The tremendous Held
of its activities and the large volume of detail
which confronted it, presented immense possi
bilities, and as man has not reached the per-
fesL stage, we infer some errors occurred;
but the errors of the Federal eserve Board are
few in number and importance, as compared
to the tremendous patriotic and constructive
work done.
The Federal Reserve Board has acted in
good faith, did its best, and that is as much
as anyone can do, and with such a record, it
deserves a pass.
The uninformed men who condemn this
great service would unthinkingly destroy the
economic composure of the country, if the
neonle were so unwise as to listen seriously
to them.
The public schools opened Monday with the
largest enrollment ever recorded. Grades are over
crowded, and the best of work cannot be accom
plished under such conditions. Another school
building is a necessity.
Editor Loyless, of the Columbus Enquirer-Sun,
speaking of the Ku-Klux libel suits, wants to know
if it is possible to libel a “tar” and “feather” fra
ternity? We are no expert 6n the subject, but we
do not believe such a fraternity can be libeled,
slandered, or vindicated.
It was a very observant man who made the fol
lowing statement: ‘“No city has ever grown be
yond the 15,000 mark where rents were excessive
and taxes low.” And the following epitaph is not
bad: “Here lies a town, if anyone axes, died from
fear of paying taxes.”
George Rucker, over Alpharetta way, has us
down wrong “shore as shootin’.” We did not take
his little humoresque of a week or more ago se
riously, but we believe he has taken our rejoinder
that way. We enjoyed all of the little skit, laughed
about it, and then laughed again last week when
the old Free Press came in. Everything is all
right, George, except freight rates and the Hard
ing administration.
If the Ku-Klux are going to sue all the news
papers that have been denouncing their organiza
tion, one thing stands out very plainly, and that
is ihey will be so busy for a long time to come
they won’t have any time to do very much kuklux-
ing.
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Withdrawing from the Anti-Cigarette League,
Miss Lucy Page Gaston will roll her own cru
sade.—Macon Telegraph.
We do not understand that Miss Lucy withdrew.
All her compatriots just left her, therefore she
hasn’t anything to do except to go it alone.
After waiting three and a half years in a
death cell, a New York murderer has just been
electrocuted. His victim has it on him in this, *
he has been Over Yonder long enough to hs.ye
become acclimated.—^Macon Telegraph.
We don’t want to appear impudent, but don’t
you medn Down Yonder?
Keep your money at home and pay your
debts. This will help a great deal.—Greens
boro Herald-Journal.
Indeed it will. A man who can and won’t'pay
his debts is not a very desirable citizen.
The unusually accurate Shope, of The Dalton
Citizen, speaks of the chairman of the Rail
road Commission of Georgia as Murphy Chand
ler.—Savannah Press.
No, we won’t charge this to the linotype, but
the proofreader, who happened to be us, ought to
be biffed a good ’un.
We have a rich widow selected for Jack
Patterson.—Jackson Herald.
We always knew that John Holder was one
of the finest felloVvs in the world.—Jack Pat
terson, in Atlanta Journal.
Don’t dodge, Jack. The widow is the one who
should have received the compliment.
We were very much interested in Kelley
Simmons’ double-barreled editorial in the
Nashville (Ga.) Banner extolling the virtues of
the sweet potato until we got to where one
South Georgia farmer had gathered 700 bushels
from one acre. As the old fellow said about
the pepper, 700 bushels is too many potatoes
for one acre.—Madison Madisonian.
Seven hundred bushels is some potatoes to dig
from one acre of ground, but if Kelley Simmons
stands for it we are not going to even attempt to
reduce the number of bushels.
Fulton county, it is claimed, pays one-fifth
of all the taxes paid in Georgia. That’s a fine
record for Fulton. Many of the small counties
are debtors to-the large city counties, getting
back more in pensions and school funds than
they pay in.—Jackson Progress-Argus. •
And yet it is the same counties that get back
more than they pay in that do most of the cussin’
at the big counties.
“Brighter days are coming” says The Dalton
Citizen. Yes, the weather is clear, dry and
hot, and promises to be more so for some time
to come.—Rome Tribune-Herald.
The “bright days” you picture are making pos
sible the “Brighter Days” we prophesied last week,
because every clear, dry and hot day we have
within the next few weeks will aid in bringing to
maturity more bales -qf cotton, and the better the
yield in this vicinity this short-crop year the
brighter the days will be for local planters.
Members of the legislature who voted an in
crease of $70,000 to the State Agricultural De
partment to keep the bureau of markets going,
must feel humiliated now that they can look
back and clearly see the results of their act.
Confederate veterans and widows of veterans
are doing without their pension money and
common school teachers are unpaid.;—Com
merce Observer.
The legislature played the d—I in more ways
than one. The biggest fool thing it did was to
mortgage the rentals of the Western and Atlantic
railroad for five years. It begins to appear that
the bankers are a little bit afraid of $2,700,000
worth of executive warrants.
The Dalton Citizen advocates going to the
woods for breakfast. This is a new idea, but
The Citizen paints a very alluring picture of.
breakfast in the woods. So much so, in fact,
that we feel constrained to try it. Hereto
fore, the only times we have taken breakfast in
the woods was when we couldn’t avoid it.—
Rome Tribune-Herald.
You didn’t honestly think ye editor was advo
cating “early rising and taking to the woods,”
didyer? The open-air breakfast is becoming so
popular here an embryonic editor used, it for
material,” but the comments her article drew in
dicate that the idea of “breakfasting in the woods”
is somewhat new in other sections. However,
September is an ideal month-for such an innova
tion, and we do not believe you’ll regret the ex
perience.
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could but draw comparisons of then and now,
tnougn some lellow wrote that such things are
odious. , , x x ..
in tne long ago the good people went to those
meetings in wagons/ buggies, carriages, ox carts
and on foot for miles. Most of them went pre-
pa, ed to spend the week in rougnly built "snacks
They took provender enough for man and beast
to last through the meeting and in such ample
quantities as to entertain the stranger at the gate,
or mayhaps an angel unawares, and unquestiona
bly in my case a sinner. Many of the hoys and
girls would walk miles over the mountains and
through the valleys barefoot to be present “the
fifth Sunday” and upon approaching the meeting
would sit down by a convenient branch, wash
their feet, put on brogans and home knit sbeks
and stockings, kneel down by the branch and with
a vest pocket comb dress their hair by the kindly
reflection in the eddies and pools of the crystal
waters. For a mile on either side of the camp
there would be every sort of a draft animal, in
cluding the lowly donkey, replica of the me that
Baalam led through Jerusalem on that memorable
occasion when he was charged with* the precious
company of Mary and her babe, the Saviour Jesus
The braying of mules and neighing of horses in
termingled with the old time religious songs could
be heard for miles up and down the vales, rever
berating and re-echoing against the ravine shot
mountain sides, and once heard will never be for
gotten. ,The sunrise service, the morning, the
afternoon, sundown and night meetings were filled
to overflowing. Around the “shed” there were
many dirt-covered “crows’ nests” upon which were
burning fat pine or lighted knots flinging wierd
shadows “o’er headdress and shawl,” and far into
the night would be heard the crooning songs of
old time religion, and only the dying embers of
the faggots would end the services and peace and
quiet hover over the scene. Through the days
several thrifty and enterprising country women
would vend homemade sweet cider and old fashion
ginger cakes about the size of a blue back speller
—both for one dime—and more often than other
wise the country beau would “set ’em up” to his
enamouretta, and that expenditure of wealth and
lavishness would not only suffice for the midday
meal of the two but would often lead them up to
the matrimonial altar after Cupid had got in his
deadly work, and they’d “live happy afterwards,”
and long "enough to see their offspring do likewise.
The presiding elder is the mainspring of these
meetings, and it is the biggest event in his year’s
work, and looked forward to by all as the most
prominent social, religious and too often political
event of the year.
For a fellow to drop out of these campmeetings
for nearly two decades and then take in one nec
essarily set up a series of reflections that came
up almost unconsciously, and certainly not delib
erately, and mental comparisons bulged upper
most in his reflective soul. Sandy Spring camp
meeting was -established in 1852, being sixty-five
years ago, and with the exception of the year 1865
meetings have been held every year. Sherman’s
army of wagon trains and cavalry passed within a
quarter of a mile east of the grounds en route to At
lanta over what is now the Howell road and soon
to be known as the Roosevelt boulevard, if a great
many Fulton county citizens have their wish. The
present “tabernacle” is the third affair to cover
the worshippers. The first one was an olJ-fash-
ioned bush arbor. The second was of hand-hewn,
sun-dried timber and was put together by wooden
pins, for at that time wrought iron nails (the only
kind then known) were too scarce and too costly.
It was pointed out to me that many of those orig
inal timbers are now in the present very substantial
structure. Hard by the “tabernacle” is a brand
new big, handsome brick church with art-glass
windows and comfortably furnished. A small
debt of about $1200 4s due and it is believed and
hoped the week’s contribution and collection
will clear it. About 5,000 people were present
on the day I was Jthere—so great in fact that two
meetings were conducted—in the church and “tab
ernacle”—simultaneously in an attempt to accom
modate the crowds and both were overflowing.
The bray of the mule and donkey were absent,
but the exhaust of the motor car supplied the’ de
ficiency, though not to the disturbance of the ser
vices. The hound dog that used to follow the
buggy and wagon was conspicuously absent. The
motor car is too fa^t for his tread. The “shacks
are .no longer occupied by thp “campers” for the
reason the family now comes for miles in the
motor vehicle and returns for the night to the
homes and back again next day until the meeting
closes. There were no cider and ginger cakes to
be bought, only the modern bottled soft drinks,
and that a considerable distance from the meeting.
I have never seen so orderly a crowd. There was
not the ripple of a disturbance. The big crowd
mixed and mingled in the most ordely, quiet and
happy sort of camaraderie—old friends of years’
standing renewed their youths—the boys and girls
were happy and respectful to the occasion. The
buildings are lighted with electric lights. Every
thing including the grounds was neat and clean.
There were no dirt-dauber nests in the buildings,
a thing I missed. The unmistakable evidence of
the Anglo-Saxon was noticeable in every face—
not a trace of the foreigner v to be found in a face
of the vast throng from Fulton, Milton and Cobb
counties. The services were conducted by Rev.
McMullins, Christian and Shelton.
Only of late years has an organ been installed
to “time” the big congregational singers or the
the chorister. And the great crowd sang in unison
and with fervor, “How Firm a Foundation, Ye
Saints of the Lord,” “Jesus, Lover of My Soul” and
Bring Forth the Royal Diadem and Crown Him
Lord of All.” An innovation, it seems to me, was
the dismissal of the services without the Doxology,
but it is all right, I suppose. The presiding elder
at the close would say, “You are dismissed with
out ceremony.” The old, alleged bit of wit might
not be inappropriately applied to that meeting at
Sandy Spring, to-wit—“all-day eating with singing
and preaching on the grounds.” Home raised
cold fried chicken in platters full, quince, pear
and peach preserves, sweet peach, and sour pickles,
walnut layer cake, and when the inner man had
inflated to capacity it was" “won’t you have some
more?” I will, Deo volente, be at the 1922 Sandy
Spring campmeeting.
FRANK T. REYNOLDS.
CHEERY LAYS
for DREARY DAY)
B, JAMES' WELLS. Th, *
IA , , A Georgia Song.
•(As everybody else seems to L t .i--
writing a state song for Georgia, 8 ,lin 8 at
column might as well, too, so hereof of 4
(To be sung to the air of “Yankee Doodle.-
The Georgia hills in grandeur rifl
Majestic is her ocean. Ise >
The Georgia mule pulls, as , „i
Whene’er he takes a nation. e ’
_ f CHORUS:
Georgia is a splendid place-
Georgia is a dandy; ’
Georgia girls are fair of face—
Sweet as ’lasses candy.
Her vales so fair hath wondrous rha-
Her rivers never-ending- Clarn >.
’ old red mud runs in a’flood
Wheneer there’s rain descending.
Her forests green stretch far and wirt»
Her resources pass figures- Ue ’
• You can’t step in her gosh darn wni
But you get full of chigres. ^
Her fertile fields give wondrous viola
With fields of fleecy cotton J ds '
Her teachers’ pay is a disgrace
Her politics is rotten. ’
There! This poem may not win a crize h
contains about as much truth as the motf « . ll
“state songs” yvhich will be submitted. 0f “ e
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Be a Worker.
In the little game of life
Be a worker.
Through the storm and stress and strife
Be a worker. e
If you’d win life’s golden prize
Quit your slumber and arise—’
Surely that way honor lies—
Be a worker.
Sluggards sleep while others win—
Be a worker.
Hustle, hard and wear a grin—
Be a worker.
Never mind a slight mistake,
That is something all might make.
See! the lights of victory break
For the worker.
The 6roaning Board.
I loathe with a hate of the highest grade
Broiled halibut and hot lemonade.
—New York Tribune.
Two things that make me cringe with dread
Are fried pigs’ feet and cracklin’ bread.
—J. D. Spencer, in Macon Telegraph.
Pigs’ ears and chit’lin’s and sliced tater pie'
If I had to eat them I’d certainly die!
Fine!
“I’ll fine you ten,” the old judge said
To Baker Martin Munn,
“For in your shop the other dav,
I hear you had a ‘bun’.”
“Oh, very well,” said Baker Munn,
“Just let the matter go;
I care but little for your fines,
For I can raise the dough.”
Popular.
I like to visit
Old Sol Spry;
He has a half
A case of rye.
Fact
If you’d succeed in business, lad,
Learn this while you are young:
A good position you can’t hold
Till you can hold your tongue.
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Be Ready for His Coming.
(Respectfully dedicated to the revival now in
progress at the First Baptist church.)
(All Song rights sold.)
Last night while I lay dreaming.
I saw a vision fair:
A host of angels glorious
Were thronging in the air.
I heard a trumpet sounding,
Its sweet strains seemed to say:
“Be ready for His coming,
Tis resurrection day.”
I saw a vision shining
Bright, glorious as the sun,
The angel throngs were singing
Hosannas to this One;
And ever blew the trumpet,
< The while it seemed to say:
“Be ready for His coming,
’Tis resujTection day.”
I woke me from my dreaming.
And all was hushed and still.
The angel bands had vanished
Across from yonder hill;
But still the message lingers,
And ever will it stay:
Be ready for His coming—
The resurrection day.
The Jessamines.
By Mrs. C. E. Broyles.
On our book table this week we find a story of
Southern life entitled “The Jessamines,” by Mrs.
C. E. Broyles, of Ringgold. If it is her first book,
as we surmise, the volume is a very commendable
one, for it is a delightful story.
It takes us back to the meeting of the Old and
New South, as the war yeas just coming to a close
when the story opehs, and the tale is of recon
struction days. Throughout its pages the love of
ancestral homes, which is a marked characteristic
of southerners, is found, and “The Jessamines,”
the heroine’s home, is kept in the foreground all
the time.
There'is a love element coursing through the
story, and a beautiful friendship existing hetween
Reba and Ray, the two girls who made their home
at “The Jessamines.” As romantic stories are
wont to do, this one ends with the hero and hero
ine happily married, and for good measure Mrs.
Broyles permits secondary characters to find their
life partners before we leave them.
The book will hold a peculiar interest for North
Georgians, for many pf the scenes were laid in
this section. One of its • characters is a Murray
county girl who came from her mountain home
to Whitfield College, and, after finishing her edu
cation,. went back, with her young husband, to
open a school for her people of the Cohuttas.
The Broyles are an old Dalton family, well-
known and well-liked, and the author of ‘The
Jessamines” is the, widow of the late Chas. E.
Broyles, at one time editor of The Catoosa Record.
“The Jessamines” is published by Stratford Co.,
Boston, Mass. R. L.
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Frank Reynolds at Camp Meeting.
To the Editor of The Dalton Citizen:
Whether by association, inheritance or environ
ment in my younger days I regularly attended
campmeetings at Grove Level in Whitfield cou"ntv,
Fort Mountain in Murray, Northern Methodist in
Gordon and Pine Log in Bartow, but upon going
to Sandy Spring meeting in Fulton recently I
Reaping the Whirlwind.
There can be no excuse for the men who
placed dynamite on the tracks on the Atlanta,
Birmingham and Atlantic Railway not far from
Cordele. That a number of men were not
killed was not the fault of the dynamiters.
That seventy head of cattle were destroyed is
indicative of how little the wreckers cared as
to how destructive their work might be. They
deserve to be caught and punished as severely
as the law will permit. It makes no difference
what sort of dispute may be in progress,
whether industrial or otherwise, there can be
no palliation of such a cowardly and terrible
crime. That such men as these dynamiters are
at large in Georgia is a menace to the safety
of every law-abiding man. If they will com
mit such crimes as that they will do anything,
and stop at nothing. The best place for them
is behind the bars where they can be guarded.
The sooner they are put in such a place the
better it will be for the right sort of people in
Georgia.—Savannah News.
Yet, what better have we the right to expect?
For more than twenty-five years Georgians have
had revolt against law and constituted authority
and .resort to dynamiting and lynching and other
forms of mob violence preached to them from the
stump and from one element of the press. The
man who led in this was the popular idol of a cer
tain class and a weekly sheet he published had
a large circulation on the streets and in the shops
of the cities, as well as in the rural sections. For
a long time, the better Informed looked upon these
fulminations with amused tolerance; later as the
rantings of the disappointed and irresponsible.
Then, the awakening came. The chief disciple of
this doctrine was elected to the highest office with
in the gift of the voters of the state and his asso
ciates and co-workers chosen to administer the
laws of the state. And their heaviest votes came
from the towns and. cities, wbere they were least
exnected.
These are evidences of a state of the public
mind. More, we have, much more. In the fact
that, irrespective of section, there is a state-wide
djsrespect for law and a popular contempt for law
observance—almost are the law-abiding 1 ooked
upon as weaklings. People dynamite and destroy
the dipping vats that they pay taxes to build; the
moonshiner is in every thicket and in every out
house that will afford refuge: officers interfere
with him at the risk of their lives; mobs tar and
feather unafraid: the lyncher hangs and burns at
will. When a sheriff gets a prisoner, he flees as
if he was himself a criminal, a culprit or a fugi
tive, hiding here .and skulking there in an effort
to save his county and his-office the shame and
danger of a fiendish mob. Little public respect
is shown for law; while riot and murder are un
ashamed. Deep down in his heart every law-abid
ing citizen and property owner feels that neither
his person nor his property would be safe and
that the law could not protect him and his should
it occur to the vagrant minds of even a few angry
and blood-maddened fiends to turn upon them.
The wind has been industriously sown ,or a
quarter of a century; now Georgia is reaping the
whirlwind.
In the Atlanta. Birmingham and Atlantic rail
way case we ao not believe that the leaders of tne
men who went on strike know any more about
the seven attempts at dynamiting trains than we
know. Neither do we believe that the great mass
of the men belonging to the unions interested
know anything about them, or would countenance
any form of lawlessness. The great majority or
these are men of families; many of them are name
owners and home lovers. Such men have nothing
in common with the lawless. It is possible that
none of the men on strike had anything to d° wvm
these attempts; that because of a condition of tne
public mind, the irresponsible and lawless, re
senting the railroad as an example of property
ownership, resorted to the dynamite and foren.
With the Morning News we heartily agree tne
the guilty should be brought to justice: this as
much in relief of those who may be wrongly re
cused as of the victims of the fire-fiend and dyn< -
miter. Since the al ove was written murder na
been added to the list of crimes. The strike
themselves in self-defense, should be most vigilant
in locating the guilty.
That such things as these from which Georgia
suffers today are possible shows a festering, pm *
oned condition of the public mind. The salvs.i-
of the state depends on the sober second thougn
of the people, when they awake to what threaten
them.—Tifton Gazette.