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THIS ATLANTA. SFAfT-WEEKLY JOURNAL, ATLANTA, GA., TUESDAY, OCTOBER 21, 1913.
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TOPICS
AN INQUIRY.
In her letters to The Journal Mrs.
Felton has, on clivers and sundry occa
sions, alluded to slavery in connection
with the war; from which it is inferred
that she holds these responsible for the
war. But when a matter of the gravest
Importance is considered nothing should
De inferred or taken for granted.
Will Mrs. Felton* therefore, please to
Inform the readers of The Semi-Weekly
Journal whether, in her opinion, the
south and slavery were the sole or
principal ot/uses of the Civil war. and
the suffering that it entailed? X.
This inquiry deserves an answer, be
cause we are nearly fifty years remov
ed from Appomattox, and it would seem j
that Time should not only cool downf
our passions and prejudices but also
clear our vision and give us an oppor
tunity to state facts clearly. Mrs. Fel
ton would do no injustice or wrong
anybody, or lay blame where it un
justly belongs in this matter, but it is
clearly evident that there would- have
been no war except for the antagonisms
which grew out of the slavery issue.
There were collateral issues, such as
the controversy on state’s rights, or the
right of every state to secede frofti the
union, when it felt aggrieved or injur
ed. Nevertheless, this right to secede
was closely joined to the assumed right
to own slaves, to sell them and to
transmit them as property to heirs.
The southern politicians contended
that the states not only enjoyed these
rights but had liberty to carry their
slaves into any 6ther state and con
tinue to own them as property. Hon.
Henry Clay was the great compromiser,
and the celebrated Missouri compromise
which defined the limits of slavery in
other states (not southern) abated the
excitement for a number of years.
But there was a radical faction in
the north which supported the aboli
tion doctrine, and an ultra pro-slavery
faction in the south, and they never
relaxed in their controversy. It was
these two factions which precipitated
hostilities. Both had their speakers in
congress,, who were violent and aggres
sive. They overran the conservatives
in both, parties. It was slavery and its
evils over which the contest raged. It
got to a place where both were eager
to fight. When they got a taste of
blood they became insane with section
al hate and prejudice. If there had
been no slaves there would have been
no war.
It was the right to own slaves and
to carry slave property into other so-
called free soil states which was the
bone of contention. Therefore the
south seceded.
If our people had been less violent
both north and south we might have
settled this dispute by national eman
cipation along with payment for the
value of property invested in slaves.
That would have been fair and equita
ble.
I have said before and I sajy it
a.gain, slavery, with all it meant to the
civilization of the world was not worth
the sacrifice that ensued.
Statistics can be furnished to show
that the slaves could have been paid
for many times over without consid
ering the blood and carnage that fol
lowed and have left money in the treas
ury as ^ompared to the cost of the Civil
war and the pension fund that was fas
tened on this country.
It was also a ghastly bloody sacrifice!
We found the civilized world against
the south. Only Brazil still favored
slavery when the Confederacy collapsed
With all due respect to those who
paid the price, on bloody battlefields
and hospitals, during the rour years
struggle, I am obliged to say that we
were lacking in statesmanship, while
we bad the bravest soldiery on the
planet.
But fo r the courage of our soldiers in
the field and the fortitude of the south
ern women the bottom would have drop
ped out long before the surrender at
Appomattox.
INDECENT HASTE IN MARRYING.
The man who married a second wife
the day after his first wife was buried
has made the first wife’s kinspeople so
angry that the man was arrested and
waiting trial in the Henry county jail.
If he had not married so soon it is
likely he would not be in jail, because
such indecent haste irritates public
opinion. He may be innocent of the poi
son charge, and for the sake of his
four little motherless children, I trust
he may be pronounced innocent, but he
is, manifestly guilty of indecent haste
in marrying so soon.
It is not an uncommon occurrence
among the high flyers of modern society
to get a divorce and marry the same
day. One case I call to mind where the
decree w T as pronounced at 2 p. m. and
the second wedding occurred at 4 p. m.,
two hours later, but that was not so
heinous as the case in Georgia, which
jailed the offender last week. The New
York people were prepared to expect
that the divorced woman would quickly
marry again, but Georgia people will
not tolerate a wecond marriage before
the heat leaves the dead wife’s body.
The divorcee did mot gain anj* public
respect by her rapid matrimony, but,
she and her new husband sailed for
Europe immediately and stayed there
until public opinion cooled down some
what from its early indignation.
It is sometimes manifest that hus
bands get weary of their sickly wives,
but they owe something to public opin
ion and should wait a decent spell be
fore they wed again. It is rarely the
case where a man’s home is in such
peril that he is forced to marry as
quickly as his wife dies, and it is pre
sumable that he is not in a marrying
mood with the dead wife's tracks around
the doorstep still apparent.
It was quite enough to excite sus
picion when such indecent marriages
are consummated in haste.
THE BURNING OF THE VOLTURNO.
A little over a year ago the civilized
world was shocked by the loss of the
Titanic, with more than a thousand vic-
tims^ and the horror was so great that
we believed that extra caution w r oula
prevail in steamship lines hereafter,
but the los§ of the great vessel whlc«
left Rotterdam on October 3, and which
was cremated at sea, rwith nearly two
hundred victims, goes to show that
there is much yet to learn before there
is reasonable assurance of safety for
sea-going people.
We are not surprised to hear of de
struction from earthquake, cyclones,
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T HERE is a somewhat preva
lent disposition in some quar
ters to blame Christianity
and the church of Christ for every
existing evil- If dissipation and li
centiousness prevail, certain parties
make haste to say, “If the church
did its duty these.things would not
he in the land”.
This disposition to cast blame on
the church expresses itself most
frequently with reference to the|
presence of extreme poverty and ex
treme wealth in the same counti-y.
If the rich are self-indulgent and
the poor suffer, some are ready to
say, “Why does not the church so
fulfill its mission as to exclude ex
cessive opulence and needless want
from the community?”
All such talk is folly. The church
has no power to co-erce tree-agents;
hut her influence has been so stead
ily against these and all other evils
that they abound less where the
church lives and labours than else
where in the earth. The pagan
world, into which the church of
the first century entered with its
saving ministry, was reeking with
the worst forms of licentiousness
when Christianity appeared in it.
But for the gospel and the church
of Christ that flood of iniquity would
have submerged the world and ex
tinguished the last hope of mankind.
The poverty of the Roman Empire
was the direst, and on it the most
insolent affluence laid the hardest
oppressions. The labouring man was
nothing, and the man of wealth was
every thing. If to-day the labour
er’s lot is better, it is because of the
leavening influence of Christianity
among the great nations of the mod
ern world. In heathen lands, into
which Christianity has not penetrat
ed very far, the life of the labourer
is quite as bad as it was In the Ro
man empire during the reign or
Nero. Christ has given rest to weary
and heavy-laden among men as no
other teacher has ever done.
The humane enterprises of the
world owe* their existence to the' in
fluence of Christianity. They flour
ish only in an atmosphere of faith
and love. Nevertheless some talk as
if Christianity was doing nothing for
the relief of the distressed.
Here for example is James Eads
Howe of St. Louis, better known as
the “millionaire tramp,” talking as
if the church offered nothing but
prayers for the relief of hungry men
in the United States. This man in
herited his wealth, but he has trav
eled as a “hobo” all over the United
States and made a hobby of apolo
gising for the tramps and extenuate
ing their faults. In a meeting in
St. Louis recently he is reported to
have said, “We need the dough-nut
and the cup of coffee more than we
need prayers. Society is very self-
respecting, but society is not a neces
sity and employment is. The cup of
coffee and the dough-Qut are essen
tial to Che affairs of life”.
The main trouble with My. Howe
and his fellow “hoboes” is that they
care nothing for prayers or employ
ment. They have done nothing to
earn the few cents required to pur-1
gathered which are so abundant that
the hands by which they were made
are not able to put them Into barns.
Farmers want men and women to
help them pick their cotton and car
ry their heavy crops of grain into
the bursting granaries of the land.
Why in the name of sense do not
these lazy fellows, who are crying
for coffee and dough-nuts, go to
work and show themselves worthy
of their daily bread? Why does not
this “millionaire tramp” give his fel
low -“hoboes” a few lessons In indus
try, instead of teaching them to de
spise prayer and cry for dough-nuts
and coffee?
This man knows nothing or the
value of prayer because he cares
nothing for character; ne tnniKs
manhood consists in a stomach dis
tended with the fruits or other
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lessness. If they cared mare for
prayer, they would probably be too
self-respecting to continue their lives
of vagabondage, and would go to.
work to earn an honest living as
they ought to do. They are opposed
to both work and prayer, having
neither self-respect nor piety. They
wish to live by the sweat of other
brows than their own, and they are
ready to abuse all decent people who
are unwilling to supply rood for
them gratis.
The truth is there is no slightest
reason for any able-bodied man in
America to go about whining for
some One to give him a dough-nut
and a cup of coffee. There is worn
enough for every well man to find
remunerative employment if he real
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willing to work and who restrains
his passions and appetites may have
bread enough and to spare if he will
set himself to some useful task.
Multiplied thousands of unoccu
pied lands are calling for hands t’o
till them. Harvests are ready to be
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great ship to burn at sea, surrounded
by water, and resting in water, appears
to be an anomaly in disasters. If the
ship had pumps and hose, it would im
press you that the flames could De
quelled with ocean water.
The poet wrote of sailors dying from
thirst at sea with a world of water,
yet “not a drop to drink.” But the idea
of seeing a ship burned up on the
ocean with billions of tons of water
at hand would argue a serious lack of
facilities—or appliances.
The Titanic was called the latest
thought in ship building, when the
captain left “Albion’s shores,” but the
facts proved that there was not half
enough life boats to save the passen
gers and crew in fair weather. The
Volturno encountered a dreadful storm
and the difficulty arose in. the trans
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Nevertheless we discover that safety
is a word that is often mispelled in
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FROM FAB AWAY IOWA.
Jesup, la., Oct. 10.
Mrs. W. H. Felton, Cartersville, Ga.:
Dear Madam:
I have just read your article on Worn-;
an’s suffrage quoted from speech of j
Hon. George F. Hoar, publlsned in the
Century Magazine some twenty years
ago, etc. I have always Been a de
fender of woman’s rights as eqiial to
j tlie rights of men in all matters ot:
i practical bearing on lire. The stale
j argument that the right of franchise
would degrade the sex and dignity oi
womanhood never appealed to me with!
any force. I was once a guest in the!
home of an English lady who had two
| genteel, intelligent daughters both {
S school teachers. She said with consid-
j erable energy^, “I never want ray girls i
! to have anything to do with politics."j
: t replied, calling her by name, ‘You are;
an English lady, did you never think \
Queen Victoria ever disgraced herself j
by holding office in the gift of a power
ful nation? She dropped her head andj
siad, 'No, 1 had not thought of that. A
few grains of common sense are worth
a good deal in every department of
human , activity and respnslbiiity. Hop
ing you may! live long to illustrate
this useful article I remain your friend
and constant reader of The Atlanta
Journal and Its good common sense
writers on various subjects.
Respectfully yours,
H. LANFORD.
men’s toil.. He imagines that tile
worst thing in the world, next to
work, is nunger. If he only knew
it, his “hobo” associates would not
need to beg for coffee and dough
nuts, if they had any character. If
their souls were bigger and better,
th'eir stomachs would not be so
empty and so dependent for filling
upon the charity of other people.
Their misfortunes arise mostly from
tlieir mis-conduct, and he. has be
gun at the wrong point to help them,
if indeed he sincerely cares to do
them good. He ought ta work on
their moral natures more and con
cern himself less about their bodily
wants which they can supply for
themselves when they have a mind
to undertake some useful labour.
And there are others who are
more worthy of respect than Mr.
Howe who need to learn that the
physical needs of men are not their
supreme needs. If there was notn-
ing worse in the world than hunger
and thirst, the problem of the bet
terment of mankind would be most
simple and easy; a small part or
the race could by honest labour feed
all the best. But virtue is more
needed than victuals. Men have
more goods than goodness; and if
goodness were more common, goods,
would be even more plentiful.
Jesus said that the life consist
bth not in the things which a man
possesseth; and the converse of that
proposition is also true; death con
sisted not in the scarcity of one’s
possessions. The church is right
when she”puts the emphasis of nei
mission upon matters spiritual. Pray
ers are of more value than man.,
cups of coffee and barrels of dough
nuts. Prayers nourish piety, ana
where piety prevails there are more
people able to give food to the hun
gry than in prayerless, districts. If
all men were to quit praying, the
character of the race would deteri
orate so rapidly that in a brief space
the world’s stock of food would he
alarmingly diminished and the mul
titudes of hungry people would be
increased beyond the possibility or
relieving them. Nobody would have
coffee and dough-nuts for Mr. Howe
and his unworthy comrades. Their
chance of living on the benevolence
of others is measured exactly by the
amount of piety" and industry found
in the country, and the piety and in
dustry in the land is in exact propor
tion to the amount of genuine prayei
among the people. Howe and his
sort would go hungry to their graven
most speedily, if they were forced
to live in a world of hoboes; and a
prayerless world would De a hobo
world.
Prayer nourishes the sense of re
sponsibility and invigorates the re
spect for. duty towards one’s self,
one’s family, one’s neighbours, anil
one’s country. It inspires a man
with all those heaven-born aspira
tions which lead him to become a
useful member of society. It quick
ens the moral nature and thereDy
exalts and strengthens the intellect
ual faculties. When the church in
duces men and women to lead lives
of prayer, it stimulates all those
qualities of heart and life upon
which even the material welfare of
mankind must depend. When it pro
motes piety, it does* also advanct.
prosperity. If every house in the
United States were a house of prayer
and every soul were a soul of piety,
there would not be a “hobo” in the
land nor one human being begging
for a cup of coffee and a dough-nut.
Industry would abound and Iniquity,
would cease. Human want would De 1
submerged with human benevolence.
The earth would yield her increase
and God even our own God would
bless us.
It is time men ceased to lecture
the church about being too concern
ed for spiritual things and not
enough concerned for the bodily
wants of the people. There is more
scarcity of religion than want of
food in our country. It is the su
preme duty of the church to try to
establish the kingdom of God in the
earth. The business of multiplying
loaves and fishes; and he found it
its place jn the work of the church;
but the breaking of the bread of
life to starving souls is far more ur
gent and important. When Jesus
fed a hungry multitude, the people
soon fell to following him for mere
olaves and fishes: and he found it
necessary to rebuke them for trying
to make of him a, sort of chief baker
instead of accepting him as their Sa
viour. The same rebuke is needed
now for some people. Some men
wish to use the church as a cook or
a butcher. To such base uses the
church should not allow herself de
graded. She is not set for making
coffee and dough-nuts for “hoboes,”-
but to seek and to save the lost.
“I suppose wou all know that Bran
McPherson is back in town,” said
Mrs. Tait.
The four women who were stand
ing about the quilt frame tacking 'a
cheesecloth comfortable suspended ]
work to stare at her. “You don’t
say!” they exclaimed.
Instinctively they glanced at Sabina
Rew. She had come to the tacking
bee more to look on than anything
else. But they had set her to thread
ing needles. She sat in plain view, of
them all and is Mrs. TaiW spoke she
was trying to coax a refractory thread
end through the «ye of a needle.
Suddenly the thread and needle began
to dance entirely at cross purposes.
Her hands ware trembling and an
grily she tried to force them to do her
bidding. To excuse her perturbation
and to hide her face she 'dropped the
needle and stooped to look for it.
“There it is, Sabina,” said Mrs. Tait,
“standing straight up in the carpet.
That’s a sign you’ve got a beau. You’ll
have to get one pretty soon or else
take old maid’s luck.”
Sabina bit her lip. A little pause
fell while the women resumed work
and she got the needle strung suc
cessfully upon the thread.
Then Mrs. Fenner spoke; “So Bran’s
back?”
“Yes,” said Mrs. Tait, who had been
waiting to deliver her information
“He’s moved back into the Dale house.
He’s got two children—girls. Bran’s
a widower, you know. Eliza Bates
i shelping him settle. I don’t know
but 1 shall go over tomorrow and
fend a hand myself. He’s poor and
won’t feel able to hire much, I imag
ine, and the girls are young. He’s
gone right to work. Must have writ
ten ahead for his job.”
“He couldn’t have liked Kansas,”
mused Mrs. Sumner.
“No; I guess he didn't like Kansas.
He had fifteen years of it, though.
Hung on pretty well, I think,” said
Mrs. Tait.
Sabina got out of her chair. She
made a pretense to hurry. “It’s 5
o’clock. Mrs. Tait, and I must go,’’
she said. “You see, I always feed my
chickens at 5.” She stopped, coloring.
Mrs. Tait nodded. “Why, of course,
Sabina, go if you must. But we hate
to lose your company.”
Sabina escaped. Out in the fresh,
clear May afternoon she drew her
breath deply. Her dying thoughts
steadied down. Bran McPherson was
back! She had not known or dreamed
that such a thing could be. He had
gone out of her life, she believed, for-'
ever, when he went to Kansas. She
had refused him, knowing he would
go. A McPherson ha/d not been good
enough for her, a Rew. She had told
him so with superb young insolence
and laughed at the tears that sneaked
down his boyish face. “And you can
go right back up Brush Brook, where
you came from, and stay there,” she
said. “Thank you, I’d rather go to
Kansas, if you don’t mind,” he tried
to retort. So to Kansas he had gone.
&ut he had not stayed. He was back,
and the mention of his coming had
upset Sabina strangely. After all. he
was an old lover.
“He’s come back worse off than he
went,” thought Sabina. “He has two
childr’en and he’s going into that old
Dale house. Mrs. Tait saved that
piece of news all the afternoon just
to spring it on me when I was least
prepared. She always liked Bran; he
and her son were great friends. I
expect she wanted to see if I cared.
Probably she’s never forgiven me for
not marrying him. I had to go and
act like an old fool. I bet my face
was as red as her comfortable, and
no excuse for it. And those other
women enjoyed it. I’m so ashamed
I could thrash myself all the way
home.”
Sabina, preoccupied and unsteady,
whirled round a corner and collided
violently with a man who was walk
ing rapidly*-, leading a nine-year-old girl
by the hand and carrying a huge paper
sack of potatoes. Her unexpected con
tact jarred the sack off his arm and
it fell with a bang, splitting and scat
tering potatoes .in every direction. The
little girl gave a cry and shrank against
her father, who stared from this wreck
age to Sabina and turned as white as
death.
He was, it seemed, already as white as
he well could be. for he looked as if he
had been ill. He was thin and a lit
tle stooped. His hair was graying, at
the temples, his eyes were hollow and
tired and very sad. He wore a shiny
black suit that was at least as old as
the child beside him, who like him—like
his youthful self, as Sabina remem
bered—and she was pretty.
Sabin'- staggered back, trying t.o right
her hat and her disturbed senses at the
same time. “I’m so sorry!” she grasp
ed. ^
“Never mind,’’ the man spoke gently,
lie added hesitantly: “I guess you don’t
know me, do you. Sabina?”
“Of course, I know you,” Sabina said.
She held out her strong, plump hand.
“How do you do, Bran? I didn’t know
until ten minutes ago that you were
back. I’m glad to see you.”
He grasped her hand as if it were the
most precious thing the world could of
fer him. “Thank you, Sabina. That
helps,” he said. “I feel that I’ve got
right back among my friends. I want
my little girl here to feel the same way.
Of course, everybody’s strange to her
yet, and she’s naturally ^hy. But she’ll
get acquainted in time.”
“Is she your oldest girl?” asked Sa
bina. She looked at the child and be
came curiously embrarrassed. It seemed
so strange that Bran, the boy she had
sent away, should have a child the size
of this one, or, indeed, any child at
all.
“No, she’s my youngest girl. This is
Esther. Her sister is named Margaret.
When you see one j r ou sec both; they’re
just alike except for difference In their
eyes. Margaret is thirteen, and she’s
going to keep house. I thought we
could get along with what I could do
out of work hours.”
“Oh, yes, j^ou can,” Sabina said. She
became painfully aware of the scat
tered potatoes and that old Mrs. Lane
was eyeing her from behind a closed
shutter across the street. “If you’ll
just wait a breath I’ll run on to my
house and get a basket for the pota
toes.”
“Your house is awful, big. Do you
live alone?” Ain’t you ever lonesome?”
asked the child.
Sabina caught her breath. She was
often very lonesome, though she would
not own this fact even to herself. She
did not answer. The child followed
her into that silent interior, too big
for its one occupant. She stood in the
hall and stared about her wonderingly,
and until Sabina returned with the bas
ket slie seemed not to have moved.
“It’s nice, here,” she said with a
sigh. “It's the nicest house I was ever
in. We lived in a soddy out in Kan
sas. Father always meant to make a
real house, but there never was money
enough. The Dale house Is • a real
house, but it isn’t as nice as this.”
“You poor little thing,” Sabina mur
mured. And she put her arms about
the child and kissed her. Esther snug
gled close, with her eyes shut, drawing
long breaths.
Sabina dare trust herself no farther.
Her heart she suspected was running
away with her head. She caugh't up
the child’s hand and ran back with
her to the place where Bran waited.
And under Mrs. Lane’s eyes she helped
gather up the potatoes and put them
into the basket herself.' “There,” she
said, “I guess they'll taste just as
good as if you had carried them home
in the sack.”
“That’s making you lots of trouble.
Sabina. But—” He stammered and
grewv confused. Sabina knew as well
as if he had finished the sentence that
he could not afford to abandon the
potatoes. “Esther you run along with
Miss Rew and get the basket,” he
added, more calmly.
^Sabina was timidly conscious of the
CHILDREN HATE OIL.
CALOMEL AND' PILLS
“California Syrup of Figs' 51
best for tender stomach,
liver, bowels.
Look back at your childhood days.
Remember the “dose” mother insisted
on—castor oil, calomel, cathartics. How
you hated them, how you fought against
taking them.
With our children it’s different. Moth
ers who cling to the old form of physio
simply don’t realize w r hat they do. The
children’s revolt is well-founded. Their
tender little “insides” ar e injured by
them.
If your child’s stomach, liver and
bowels need cleansing, gtfe only deli
cious “California Syrup of Figs.” Its
action Is positive, but jgentle. Millions
of mothers keep this harmless “fruit
laxative” handy; they know children
love to ta-ke it; that it never fails to
clean the liver and bowels and sweeterr
the stomach, and that a teaspoonful
given today saves a sick child tomor
row'.
Ask your druggist for a 50-cent bot
tle of “California Syrup of Figs,” which
has full directions for babies, children
of all ages and for grown-ups plainly on
each bottle. Beware of counterfeits
sold here. See that it is made by “Cal
ifornia Fig Syrup Company.**’ Refuse
any other kind with contempt.
gliding little form at her side, silent
and exquisitely childish. She didn’t
understand children and she had thought
she did not like them, but there was
a distinct appeal for her in this little
creature. With a quick movement she
gathered up the small hand.
“They’ll* taste better,” said Bran.
“Esther can bring the basket—Esther
and her sister. I want them to come
often, .Bran. You’ll let them?”
He flushed with pleasure as he said,
“Thank you, Sabina, I will.”
Sabina slowly went home. She went
through her big yard with its trees
and shrubbery where little children
never had playe'd but which offered
such charming romping places for them,
and into her big house, empty except
for herself. She sank down on the stairs
and buried her face in her hands.
After a long time she looked up ami
her face was the face of one who hail
seen pleasant visions. “T. guess I ca<
do as I please,” she said aloud. “I’v<
money enough and I’m old enough. (
don’t know if It was just on Bran’I
account that I would—but those chjl*
dren—that Esther! She needs a. mothet
and I need her.” She mused a momeni
tenderly. “I don’t know,” she sighed*
“that Bran will ask me again, but il’ hi %
doesn’t”—he^r soft laughter raised tin
echoes in the old hall—“I declare I shall
put my pride in my pocket and as)
him!”
BROOMSTICK WEDDING 40
YEARS OLD TO BE SEALED
PATERSON, N. J., Oct. 20.—Willian
H. Walton and Margaret Mifler, marrle*
forty years ago with the informal cere
mony of jumping over a broomstick
are to be remarried today with a legs
J ceremony. The husband is on his deatl
bed, and he expressed as his last wis
that h* be legally married.
Why Women Have Nerves
NO BASIS FOR RUMOR OF
A MORSE STEAMER LINE
(Special Dispatch to The Journal.)
NEW YORK, Oct. 20—Confirmation to
the often repeated rumor that Charles
W. Morse would inaugurate a steamship
line between New' York and one of the
southern Atlantic coast ports was en
tirely lacking here today.
‘If Mr. Morse should desire to start
a new service between New' York and
°n6 qf the coast ports," said a promi
nent steamship man, “he would natural
ly pick out a southern port where his
competition would be the weakest. At
present the traffic between New York
and Savannah is served by a line of big
modern steamships, built especially for
the service of the Ocean Steamship
company of Savannah. It hardly seems
reasonable to suppose that Morse would
pick out a port where his competition
would be the strongest, as a terminal
for a new line.”
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