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PAGE FOUR THE DALTON CITIZEN, THURSDAY, DECEMBER 22, 1921. The Dalton Citizen PUBLISHED EVXBY THURSDAY. SHOPE McOAMY ........ Associate Editor Editor The Little Leagtfe vs. the Big One. Official Organ of the United States Circuit snd District Oaurts. Northweatern division, Northern District of Qeorgis. OFFICIAL ORGAN OF WHITFIELD COUNTY. ' One Year Six Months Terms of Subscription $1., Three Months 40 Payable in Advance Advertising Rates on Application. Entered at the Dalton, Oa., poatoffice for transmission Ha-engh the mails as second-class matter. DALTON, GA., THURSDAY, DECEMBER 22, 1921 Don’t forget the poor on Christmas. Don’t forget the school bond election on Jan uary Gth. The Citizen wishes everybody a merry Christ mas, unalloyed with drunks and boisterousness. The Bond Issue. nil It isn’t necessary, we take it, to argue with reasonable people that the Dalton public schools are inadequate to serve their purpose. Every grade is over-crowded and it would be well for the public generally to visit the schools and see for themselves the crowded condition that ex ists, and be convinced that more room is es sentially necessary if the children of the commu nity are to have what they are entitled to, and what the tax-payers are paying for. Therefore, realizing this the city has called a bond election, for the purpose of giving the pub lie an opportunity to vote bonds for the improve ment of their schools, and - on January Gth this election will be held, and it is tq be hoped that the people will vote to put the Dalton public school system’in shape to take care of the fast growing school population. It is an obligation that society and Christianity owe to the children now trooping to school and those to follow them LaGrange, Decatur and other Georgia towns in Dalton’s class have just recently voted liberal bond issues for schools. So has the city of At lanta. And soon they will have room and high -school facilities in keeping With their growth and progress. Dalton cannot afford to lag behind. The best is none To good for the children of Dalton, and the parents of them will be satisfied with nothing less. The way to insure the success of the bond elec tion is for those who are interested in it to get busy and stay busy until election day. Nothing of this kind is ever unanimous. There are some, people who will even vote against school bonds, and as nearly 1100 votes must be polled for them, there is work for all to do. The action of the new city council, including Mayor-elect McAfee, in going *>n record as being in favor of the present bond commission, leaves no doubt as to who will handle the money. The school board; elected by the people, and serving without pay, will handle and account publicly for every dollar of the bond money entrusted to it. These men have served' as members of the school board for several years and are well known to the people. Time is short, and the necessity is urgent. Let’s go! Iffeg I There is nothing wrong with Dalton. The town is so prosperous the calamity howler can’t make himself heard. The state railroad commission is to be com mended for its order restraining the 'railroads from collecting a sur-charge for Pullman car service in Georgia. It is high time the railroad companies were reducing freight and passenger rates all along the line. A Degenerated Department. The state department of agriculture has de generated into a political machine of such magni tude thatjit must be broken up if the department is ever to render any worth while service to the agricultural interests of the state. Under the. direction of Commissioner Brown the department does not function as it should, and yet the legislature keeps feeding it the tax payers money in ever/increasing quantities. Brown so far has had a strangle hold on the legislature, and seemingly it dares not refuse his demands. He fights the state college of agriculture, and is never so happy as when making war on Andrew M. Soule, its very capable head. Brown trained a long time under Tom Watson, but he has even got so bad that the unscrupulous Thomsonite has thrown him down, and is de nouncing him in regular Watson style. The, Washington News-Reporter comments as follows: Commenting upon the rumor that Hon. A. 0. Blalock may oppose Hon. J. J. Brown for Commissioner of- Agriculture next year, The LaGrange Reporter advises Mr. Blalock to “go to it,” while the Atlanta Georgian re marks that “a battle between J. J. Brown and A. O. Blalock will be spectacular, highly inter esting—and seems quite on the cards to oc cur:” But these comments are tame coupled with the following tart criticism appearing in the last issue of the Columbia Sentinel (Tom Watson’s paper): “Queer state of affairs in Georgia, when the head of a bureau which has ignored everything but political fences gets ■ riled at records being shown the people as to the operations of his department. Had it not been for the present Commissioner of Agri culture. J. J. Brown, it is certain that thous ands of dollars wrould have been saved the state, and many worth while school enter prises' w r ould have received some of the money w'hich his department absorbed.” Brown has prostituted his department into one of the most iniquitous political machines ever built up in the state of Georgia. On this machine politicians, including the Com missioner and the Governor of Georgia, expect to ride into office again at the next election. There is no doubt of the rottenness of Brown’s department. Instead of serving the farmers of Georgia it has turned them over to the mercies of the fertilizer manufacturers. Brown has spent the larger ^art of his time trying to tear dowm the best asset the "state of Georgia has today—the State Col lege of Agriculture; and in endeavoring to dis credit the -best friend the farmers of Geor gia have—Andrew M. Soule, head of the state college. Brown has failed singularly in both ef forts, and our guess is that his political ma chine. said to be as impregnable as the Hin- enburg line, wall be busted as wade open in e next election as that well-known line w r as isted in 1918. Whatever makes for peftce in any part of the world is commendable. Whatever seeks to destroy peace in any part of the world is contemptible. The four-power peace treaty, President Hard ing’s little league of naions, may make for peace in the Pacific, and yet it may have the reverse effect. There is not enough of it, and quite too much of the w r orid is left out of it. There is Russia, Germany, Italy, China, and the Balkan states—suppose they w T ere put on a w T ar footing, and formed an alliance against the four-power pact in the Pacific—then w T hat? And France is not • over-enthusiastic. While she has no obsolete battleships to scrap, she w*ants to build up a great navy, and then later on, like all the rest of them, she wall have obsolete ships to sink—in the name of universal peace. When the republican party, out of hatred of Woodrow Wilson, set out to destroy the League of 'Nations, it entered on a fool’s errand, and has done much to harrass and endanger the peace of .the world. For this it cannot escape responsibil ity, no more than it can escape the responsibility for the terrible conditions that have existed since the signing of the armistice Tn 1918. Chickens wall come home to roost, and they are already be ginning to troop in. The republican party is now a factional camp, and the president is trying to destroy the agricultural bloc In an effort to save his administration and his party. But we are here discussing the four-part piece now' being played. This pact, so-called, so far as wurds are concerned, is short, whether to- the point or not. Much was said, when the League of Nations was before the people, about the “iniquity” of Article X, which is as follows: V The members of the League undertake to respect and preserve as against external ag gression the territorial integrity and existing political independence of all members of the League. In case of any such aggression or in case of any threat or danger of such aggres sion the council shall advise upon the means by which this obligation shall be fulfilled. The opponents of the League of Nations af fected to see war in every fine of Article X. Now: what do you suppose will be seen in Article II of President Harding’s league? Here it is: , -if the said rights are threatened by the ag gressive action of any other power, the high contracting parties shall communicate with one another fully and frankly in order to ar rive at an understanding as to the most effi cient measures to be taken jointly and sep arately to meet the exigencies of the partic ular situation. Now' which article is the most binding and threatening? We should say neither one—they mean the same, thing if our understanding of plain English is correct. The only difference is in the wording, yet a senator like Cabot Lodge can per ceive war in Article X and hear the peace angels herald universal peace in Article II. So that our readers may be able, to judge for themselves as to the merits of the four-power, peace pact, we take pleasure in presenting it be low' : The United States of America, the British Empire, France and Japan, wdth a view to the preservation of the general peace and the maintenance of their rights in relation to their insular possessions and insular dominions in the region of the Pacific Ocean— Have determined to conclude a treaty to this effect and have appointed as their pleni potentiaries: The President of “the United States of* America. His Majesty the King of the United King dom of Great Britain and Ireland and of the British Dominions Beyond the Seas, Emperor of India, and for the Dominion of Canada, for the Commonwealth of Australia, for the Dorrfinion of New Zealand, and for India. The President of the French Republic. His Majesty the Emperor of Japan. Who having communicated their full pow ers. found in good and due form, have agreed as follows: Article 1.—The high contracting parties agree as between themselves to respect their rights in relation to their insular possessions and insular dominions in the region of the Pa cific Ocean. If there should develop between any of the high contracting parties a controversy aris ing cut of any Pacific question and involving their said rights which is not satisfactorily settled by dinlomacy and is likely to affect the harmonious accord now happily subsisting between them they shall invite the high ex tracting parties to a joint conference to which the whole subject will be referred for consid eration and adjustment. Article 2.—If the said rights are threatened by the aggressive action of any .other power, the high contracting parties shall communi cate w'ith one another fully and frankly m order to arrive at an understanding as to the most efficient measures to be taken, jointly and separately to meet the exigencies of the particular situation. . . Article 3.—This agreement shall remain m force for ten years from the time it shall take effect, and after the expiration of said period it shall continue to be in force subject to the right of any of the high contracting parties to terminate it upon twelve months ^Article 4.—This agreement shall be ratified as soon as possible in accordance with the constitutional methods of the high contract ing parties and shalf take effect on the deposit of ratifications which shall take place at Washington, and thereupon the agreement be tween Great Britain and Japan, which was concluded at Ldndon on July 13, 1911, shall terminate, v “It is painful for some people to think,” avers the Type Metal Magazine. It is also impossible for not a few of them to do it. Talk school bonds all the time, and then when the time comes vote for them. They are going to carry, and you want to be in on the proposition. The common schools of Dalton must be im proved and enlarged to meet the growing demands made upon them. That is why an election for school improvement bonds has been called. Work Means Salvation. Wm. A. Feather, editor of the Type Metal Mag azine, preaches a magnificent, old-time sermon ■hich we are printing below. He preaches that a religion of work will bring this country back to its senses, and he is em inently correct, as the following will show: There is no end of clever waiters w'ho can tell us'just what is w'rong with the w'orld, and on fifteen minutes’ notice they wall agree to have ready by the end of the week a complete plan for the reconstruction of society . I discovered, while I was still young, that there was so much competition in this field of Higher Criticism that I could never hope to make a living at it. So I have devoted what j time I have for writing to the task of driving home the idea that plain industry is more important than cleverness; That a man W'ho keeps his word and makes good his promises will attract friends of equal worth; That he who spends a littie less than he earns will be sure to accumulate a compe tence ; That no one ever gets anything for noth ing, or ever will, for very long. For lack of a better description, I call these platitudes the fundamentals or indispensables of life. They are the truths that nations pack into their proverbs, the injunctions that wise par ents give to their children, and that employers counsel to those under them. Industry, frugality, prudence and temper ance! This is old stuff, and under the pressure of the daily grind, we are inclined to refer to it as “bunk.” I deny that it is “bunk”; I maintain that the man who does not cultivate these qual ities consciously or unconsciously, wall never make a success of his life even though he be familiar wdth all the bodk-lore of the uni verse. The possession of these simple fundamen tals is at the basis of every worth-while suc cess. Order, diligence, patience, honesty are not learned from books, and without them book- culture is merely aggravation. I do not know how to advise anyone to go about acquiring them. They are born of daily routine, of drud gery. Those w’hose achievements wdn the admi ration of the W'orld have them in the highest degree; those who do any task well have them in some degree. Charles Dickens was expressing a sincere conviction born of experience, w'hen he said: “My imagination v/ould never have served me as it has, but for the habit of common-place, humble, patient, daily, toiling, drudgerv atten tion.” And Sir Isaac Newdon had in mind his ow r n life of strict discioline w'hen he said: “Genius is Patience.” So I say we w'ill never be able to recon struct the world in such a way that w r e will be relieved of the necessity for industry, fru gality, prudence and temperance, and yet that is exactly what most of the dreamers have in mind when they talk of UtoDias. the Banquet of Life and Universal Democracy. They think that some day, some how, somewhere a scheme will be devised by which all will be able to sleep until ten o’clock in the morning and work abouMhree days in the week. The idea is that during the balance of the week we will sit under shade trees or in. front of the log fires, and loaf. Forget it! Nature would exterminate such a race of idlers in less than one generation. It now develops that the Watson “gallows” on which soldiers were “illegally” hanged in France was a crane erected for the purpose of unloading gasoline tanks from cars. It looks to a man up a tree that a Ipt of ex-service men have played a joke on Jackass Tom. v “A cat may look at a king,” so the old adage has it, but an army officer must not look at Tom Watson. He is the “sacred ox” that must not be profaned against by being looked upon when he is in action. And come to think of it, we don’t much blame him. A man who acts as he does can hardly be censured if he objects to being seen while making an ass of himself. France isn’t very happy over what is being done at the arms conference in Washington, and all but threw a monkey wrench in the machinery. She is more composed at this writing, and may come in. It may be that she is just trying to show Uncle Sam how badly he acted with reference to the Versailles treaty. Every time we get a copy or two of the es teemed Columbus Enquirer-Sun, and copy an anti-Ku-Klux editorial from it, it is then several days before another one arrives. There must be Ku-Kluxer in the woodpile, or something else equally as bad. We don’t like to miss a single issue of the Columbus Enquirer-Sun. Lester C. Bush, secretary Rome Chamber of Commerce, has resigned his position, and will be come manager of the Rome Tribune-Herald Jan uary 1st. Mr. Bush is an experienced newspaper man, and his influence will soon be noted in a better newspaper, already one of the .best in the state. New equipment has been installed, and decided inprovfiment in mechanical appearance will also be made. The Citizen extends congratu lations to the Tribune-Herald, to Mr. Bush, as well as to their patrons. ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ CLIPPINGS AND COMMENTS A skirt once had frills and furbelows, but it doesn’t come furbelow now.—Athens Daily News. We don’t believe in capital punishment except in extreme and rare cases, but some how or other we feel that it ought to be invoked in this par ticular case. The Dalton Citizen savs that the tax dodger is responsible for the state’s financial troubles, and the Citizen is about 100 per cent correct.— Walton Tribune. An examination of tax-digests will convince anybody that the tax-dodgers are the persons the legislature will have to look after if the financial ills of the state are to be cured. ■ „ . Emma Goldman says her experiences in Russia have taught her a lesson, and she wants to come back to the United States; but Uncle Sam also has learned a lesson.—Atlanta Constitution. So he has. There are others in this, country who ought to he right where poor old Emma is, and we are not going to say one of them is not a senator (Heaven help us!) from Georgia. Many the ululations and loud that fill the air these parlous days, hut you don’t hear any prominent persons wailing, “O that my ex-secretary would write a book!”—Macon Telegraph. But now really and truly, wasn’t Mr. Tumulty’s book interesting? There is a lot of the writer in it, but there is also something else, and that some thing else is just what a lot of folks wanted to know. We presume that the Dyer anti-lynching law has no reference to race riots occurring in northern cities, brought about by efforts to prevent the negro from getting an equal chance in labor matters in that section.— Rome Tribune-Herald. None, whatever. It is a law meant to rebuke the South because of its tolerant attitude toward lynchers. That and nothing more. It is said if the lire burns brightly on Christmas morning it betokens prosperity during the coming year; if it smoulders, ad versity. Consequently in order to be on the safe side, you should pour kerosene on the blaze.—Rome Tribune-Herald. But after the explosion what? The character of the fuel and the way it is used evidently con trol the brightness of the fire. CHEERY LAYS for DREARY DAYS By JAMES WELLS, The Printer-Poet If Tom Watson wants to please the people of Georgia 'mightily let him swap some of his swashbucklerism for a little senatorial dignity, some common-sense poise and a bit of plain old self-control.—Lyons Progress. He can’t do it. He isn’t built that way. He is mentally twisted, warped, prejudiced and bigoted •—and with it all a d—n rascal. Very few of the old-fashioned ways can be improved on. and we didn’t think any way to make chitterlings better could be found, but Dr. Price has shown us another. They are fried in cornflakes, and the result is some: thing likeroysters fried in cracker crumbs and butter—only a whole lot better. N. B. Sut- live and Shope.—Tifton Gazette. That man Herring “shore” does like his chitter lings. He sings their praises the year round, and we love him because of his unwavering loyalty ; to his “epicurean” dish. The attacks made upon a Holiness preach- . er and his family in Mitchell county a few nights ago are but evidences of the extent to which mob activity will go when unchecked. The next attack may be upon a Baptist or "Methodist preacher, a school teacher, judge, or any one else who falls under the displeas ure of the lawless gang.—Valdosta Times. It is no wonder the Dyer anti-lynching bill has been introduced in congress. With Ku-Klux mobs and lynching parties galore, it is not sur prising that such a law is now contemplated. The Citizen has contended for a long time that if the state courts would not put a stop to mobocra- cy and lynching the federal government would. ♦ ♦ ♦♦♦♦,♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦ ♦ LETTERS FROM THE PEOPLE ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦ Somebody criticised President Wilson for using the povincialism “you all.” A man has discovered that the Apostle Paul used the same expression in his second epistle to the Corinthians, vii. 13. How about that?—Sa vannah Press. There is indeed high authority for the use of the expression “you all,” not as referring to a single individual, but to a crowd. We hope the esteemed Columbus Enquir er-Sun has not adopted the cold policy of • aloofness as regards exchanges. We have not received a copy of the Enquirer-Sun in two weeks. We fear Editor Lovless, Harris and Tucker have formed a conspiracy to keep us off their home brew.—Dalton Citizen. Your fears are groundless, Brother Shope. No such conspiracy'has been formed, and we don’t know why you haven’t been getting the Enquirer-Sun but we’ll go down stairs in a minute and see about it. You ought to have The Enquirer-Sun. of course. Everybody ought to have it.—Columbus Enquirer-Sun. Thank you. Everything is all right now. We feel better since the Sun has resumed shining. The Earth Grows Old, To the Editor of The Dalton Citizen: Almost every day a seismograph in some part of the world records the fact that a strange tremor has passed through the earth. TKe old earth looks solid and dependable to the average man and it is hard for us to realize that it coughs, and sneezes, and shivers like the most nervous woman. These rock-ribbed mountains that we think of as being eternal in their strength are but whirlpools of change and their seemingly solid foundations rest’ upon a seething volatile sea of liquid fire. But our earth is getting old. the internal fires are dying out and with groanings and whimperings and palsied tremors it moves to the end of its days and in a little while-shall have completed the long journey from the “red beginning in uni versal flame to the white ending in everlasting, snow.” It is strange how our senses deceive us. The earth seems solid, permanent, a thing that will stay with us always. Poets tell us of mouhtains rock ribbed and ancient as the sun.” Vast oceans have rimed the continents since the {lark dawn when “the morning stars sang together’and all the sops of God shouted for jov.” But all of these things in the silent sweep of the centuries are as transient as the morning mist, as fleeting as the drifting snow. All things change. The earth has its white hot youth of boundless energy, its mid life of lessening volcanic action; it wpl ^'et have its creeping old age of b’tter cold and death. It is .but a few short aeons from the davs when the earth was void and without form, to that other day in the future when as impalpable star dust it will drift as luminous clouds in the star sprink led deep of the unknown sky. HIRAM SMITH. xsssyisssswgisyisssgigiyixifiin ♦ EXCHANGE OPINION ♦ H5 * Where Ten Million Starve. It has been charitably surmised that not even the minority of seven and forty Congressmen who voted against the measure allotting twenty million dollars for the relief of famine sufferers in Rus sia would have done so if they had imagined that their votes would be decisive. Certainly, no nor mal-hearted person, knowing the human misery that lies-dark and deepening over the vast Volga region, would lift a finger to stay the mission of succor, though the amount appropriated were a hundred times twenty^ millions. Americans of official standing who have looked directly and carefully into the sitflation say that ten million people in the destitute areas will die of starvation before spring, unless help is vouch safed them. Ten million children, women and men—seven million more than the entire popula tion of Georgia! Suppose every home in Atlanta, every home in Macon, in Savannah, in Augusta, in Columbus, and all other cities and towns of this Commonwealth were famishing to the verge of ex tinction; suppose every farmstead were eking out a pittance of corn with acorns and haws; sup pose every neighbor and friend and kinsmen of ours were doomed to death in pangs of hunger, unless from some land of plenty and of generous hearts came relief. Multiply such wretchedness three times over, and you will have something of the proportions of the grim tragedy in Russia. The utmost that private philanthropy, with its present resources, can do will leave unfed more than a million children, not to count their elders ■unfed and dying. It was to be expected that the President’s an neal for funds to a T '- 1 ’' to this gigantic need would be answered by a well-nigh unanimous Congress: nothing else would have been characteristic of America or in any wise worthy of her. The sup plies thus to be purchased in this country and distributed in the famine region bv responsible heads will alleviate terrible suffering, save multi tudes of lives, and serve, moreover, as the best of all possible answers that a humane democracy could make to Bolshevism.—Atlanta Journal. Bright Paragraphs. Some one forgot to put —Wall Street Journal. ‘vision” in tax revision. It was a great mistake to locate land.—Columbia Record. Ulster in Ire- Having pledged themselves to respect China’s integrity, the powers should now' pledge them selves to respect their own’ integrity.—Norfolk Virginian-Pilot. The Legend of St. Stephen. ’Twas twelve o’clock at the palace gate, And proud King Herod was dining late; The table groaned with the viands rare, While Hercd sat at his sumptuous fare. Grave old Stephen, the Stewart, staid, A roasted fowl on the table laid; And glancing out of a casement nigh Saw' a brilliant star in the midnight sky. “No longer, Herod, wall I thee serve, Though long from thee there were none could sw'erve; A mightier King than you is born, And Him alone will I serve this morn.” Proud Herod laughed and shook with glee. “The jests thou makest but pleaseth me, And w'liat thou sayst is true I trow, , As yonder boasted cock should crow.” No sooner said, than to their surprise, The cock, which on the huge platter lies Standing erect that all might see. Breaks forth into crowdng lustily. “By my heard,” cried Herod, “no wretch of mine Such a trick can play while the king shall dine! And I command, were’t my last breath, Yon Stephen be taken and stoned to death. And thus the ancient legends state Stephen, the martyr, met his fate; And Christmas, mingled w'ith angel’s song, The cock croweth lustily all night long. Song of Autumn. Sing a song of autumn, Tramping o’er the lea, Looking for a ’possum Up a ’simmon tree. —Athens Daily News. Sing a song of autumn. And the autumn thrill, Tramping o’er the mountains Hunting of a still. —Dalton Citizen. Sing a song cf autumn, With its golden hue; Tramping o’er the kitchen .. A-mixing home brew! —Quitman Free Press. Sing a song of autumn, ’Shiners cut a dash When the ’nuers catch ’em A-making of a mash. Sing a song cf autumn. As leaves begin to fall, Moonshine on the mountains, And mountain dew for all. —Jack Patterson, in Atlanta Journal. ■ Sing a song of Christmas— Everything is fine— Four-and-twenty ’leggers Peddling out the ’shine. When the bottle’s opened, -Stuff begins to kick; Isn’t that a pretty brew To sell a common “hick”? ****** The Old Gray Mare. (Revised version.) The old gray mare don’t kick like she used to do, Kick like, she used to do, Kick like she used to do, The old gray mare don’t kick like she used to do All the whole day long. Her left hind foot uncovered some dynamite, Uncovered dynamite, Uncovered, dyiiamite, Her left hind foot uncovered some dynamite, On a. summer morn. The old gray mare flew' up in the atmosphere, Up in the atmosphere, Up in the atmosphere, Ihe old gray mare flew up in the atmosphere, On a summer morn. They picked her up in seventeen baskets full, Seventeen flaskets full, Seventeen baskets full. They picked her up in seventeen baskets full, On one summer morn. The old gray mare don’t kick like she. used to do, Kick like she used to do, Kick like she used to do, The old gray mare don’t kick like she used to do, All the whole day long. Weather Daze. This kind of w'eather always; fails To make a hit with me, I kick the covers off at 10 x And freeze to death at 3- ' —Akron Times. This kind of weather is the sort That harrow's up my soul, '. For I will tell the w'orld that I Despise to tote in coal. —-J. D. S., in Macon Telegraph. 1 iiis kind of weather gets iny goat— „ It surely is a crime When one must buy both coal and ice At one and the same time. ****** " Be a Doer. Be a doer, not a dreamer Idling precious hours aw r ay, Things you plan to do in future, Start them now—this very day. Do not waste the precious moments In the golden stream of time— Now’s the time you should be starting If you plan a life sublime. Be a doer, not a dreamer, For the sands of life run fast, And while you are idly dreaming, Opportunity flies fast. Fill each precious flying minute With some little common deed— Be a doer, not a dreamer If you hope to e’er succeed. Be a doer, not a dreamer, ~ For the wings of time are sw'ift, And the tide is not found waiting As you sit and idly drift. There is little time for dreaming ’Mid the battle’s ncise and din— In the forefront you must hustle If the battle you w'ould win. Marshal Foch is for peace, but then he is a soldier, not a politician.-—Pittsburgh Dispatch. Germany, we read, denies Briand’s charges. It looks as if they must be true.—Hartford Cour- ant. Germany gets almost cheerful over bankruptcy as reparation time draw's near again.—Dallas News. Somehow' the proposal to preserve the integ- rity of Russia is embarrassed by the common be lief that she hasn’t any.—Dallas' New's. Yellow perils and red perils and orange and green contests need not disturb a world that is determined to act w'hite.—Minneapolis Star. A historian sa^'s that women ruled the w'orld 2.500 years before the birth of Christ. They also have ruled in 1,921 years since.—Charleston Ga zette.