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:nAA.r:-^>.: U.ii i,'.. .vV;;.n>•' --L--- £*&&.!&' , L. _ - - THIS ATLANTA. SFAfT-WEEKLY JOURNAL, ATLANTA, GA., TUESDAY, OCTOBER 21, 1913. . ^OUAITRY ,H° me srjmUHJELTO/l. timely 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, 15-111 iHM P / “More in the cook ing than in the cook. ‘ Go to the table with a smile on your face. Meals on time—cooked to a turn—just right This Range will he a delight in every home, because it more than helps. And there's no stiffling heat in a Princess kitchen. Wishing to Use the Church as a SY BISHOP THE EVENING OLD MAIDS Cook or Servant of All Work W.A. CANDLER ’ STORY LUCK , • (Copyright, 1913, by W. Werner.) 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 Allen! chase a dough-nut and a cup of cof fee; but they are ready to blame! praying ^people for the hardships! which arise from their own worth 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 ly wants it, and every man who ts 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 COPPER-BEARING MCExSS IRON RANGES Are made of copper-bearing iron. They last longer. Maintain even temperature.. You know how things will look before the oven door is opened. They retain heat and use less fuel. Reser voir joins the fire box, instant hot water. Write for our little bookjet describ ing: the pipe behind the warming: clos et, the tripple bottom, the.open warm ing: closets, heat regulation, oven pe culiarities and other patented points found only in a PRINCESS. These ranges are the result of 20 years of studious range building and are real home builders. 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The Volturno encountered a dreadful storm and the difficulty arose in. the trans fer of the people to waiting ships. Nevertheless we discover that safety is a word that is often mispelled in ocean travel. \Send for Catalog H. * R. R’fl’fj. #0 7c IVER JOHNSON » *9 >0. /D L. CLJUVOLTIR /D MARLIN 3H0T A 8UN G $13.75 H. A R. DOUBLE ACTION REVOLVER, $1.9* BARBEL GUN • Bourne & Bond. 313 mkt.st. louisville, ky. 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. 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