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VOL. XXII—No. 1071.
ATLANTA, GA., SATURDAY, AUGUST 29, 189^
Price, $2.00 Per Year
OUR BRILLfANT SHORT STORIES
COMPLETE IN ONE AND TWO ISSUES.
THE GR.EJIT SOUTH.
Its Magnificent Attractions in Agriculture,
Horticulture, Fruit Culture, Minerals,
Water Powers, Truck Farming,
Railroads, Churches, Public
Schools, Literature, and
the Hospitality of
the People,
Northern Cities,
Archbishop Ireland says, grow too fast, be
yond the resources of the country surround
ing them, and is one of the causes of periodi
cal spells of depression. We need men who
will go to work, plow up the soil, and bring
out of it produce to feed the nation. People
are seeking homes by hundreds of thousands,
and now is the time to attract their attention
Depew on the South.
The great opportunities of our country are
in the South. The flood of immigration
which has been pour
ing into this country
for fifty years, has
sought the West, the
Northwest and the Pa
cific coast. In these
Southern States, we
find, as nowhere else
in ciU" country, ihe
original stock which
fought at Cowpens and
King’s Mountain and
Yorktown. The com
pos i t e of all races
which has developed
the continent from the
Great Lakes to the
Pacific, has set a stand
ard of progress difficult
to surpass. They had
the advantage of vir
gin soil and uninhab
ited regions in which
to locate and build
their commonwealths
and found their cities.
The intelligent pa
triotism of the South
ern people in the
last quarter of a
century has overcome
difficulties which seem
i n s u r mountable. A
recognition of the as
similating and elevat
ing power of education
has created the New
South with its hospi
table invitation and
boundless resources.
The young men of the
South have no call to
tempt fortune in the
crowded cities of the North or the East. At
their doors and within their own States are
their missions and their cares.—Chauncey
M. Depew.
Possibilities of the South.
In view of the trend of public attention
to the South as a desirable place to settle in
and build up, we give the following facts
showing the capacity of the South for a large
increase in her population :
The area of the South is slightly in excess
of 900,000 square miles. Her population
is a little over 23,000,000.
If the South were as densely populated as
Ohio,her population would reach 82,000,000.
If as densely populated a New York, her
population would be 117,000,000. If as
densely populated as Massachusetts, her popu
lation would be 250,000,000. If as densely
populated as England, her population would
be 450,000,000. If as densely settled as Bel
gium, her population would be 500,000,000.
Nature has not given any of these places any
better endowment than the South.
An era of industrial advancement has just
now begun in the South, and the end of the
decade will doubtless show a population of
40,000,000 people, and her rapid development
will be a marvel.—Drovers’ Journal, Oma*
ha, Neb.
Those Who do Well.
The “Farm News’’ says that there are two
classes of farmers from the North who do
well in Dixie Land. One is the dairyman
and the other is the fruit cultivator.. Climate,
soil, and cheap lands are all in his favor.
There are some difficulties to be overcome
aside from the important matter of choosing
the right location. As a rule, the Northern
farmer is energetic, for a year or two at least,
after settling in the South. His training and
the necessities of a former climate are largely
the reason for this. Then the competition
is as yet but slight, for he is handling a busi
ness among people who are unaccustomed to
it. The Northerner generally fails in raising
cotton, and is wisely learning to let it alone.
These works were erected in 1871. They are
located between Macon and Columbus, Ga.,
on the Central railroad. The product consists
of cotton-gins and gining machinery, and the
mill does a very large repair business. The
works have recently been enlarged. The
amount of capital invested is $40,000, and
the factories have never been operated to
the fullest extent. There is good machinery
and an abundance of choice timber near by.
The site is finely adapted for a good cotton*
mill, and there is plenty of water-power—
probably 300 horse-power—drawn from a lake
covering 500 acres and fed by a large creek.
This power never fails in drought or any
other time. The present business has always
been prosperous.
A Manitoba High School boy said there
were four zones, frigid, horrid, temperate
and intemperate.
A REJECTED MANUSCRIPT.
BY MARIE PERCY.
I T WAS the early, gray twilight of a
November day, dismal enough any
where. Out in the country the sun
seemed struggling with a dull glow, to
pierce through the banks of gray mist,
that with occasional showers of cold
rain, had hung over the world all day. In
the city, however, night swooped down, sud
denly like a bird of ill omen, seeking to
grasp everything all at once.
The clock on the tower of Saint Mark’s had
just struck six, when a girl, who seemed en
tirely at odds with her surroundings, stopped
at the top of the fourth flight of stairs of a
tenement house in Vesey street. High on
the wall a single gas jet sent out its flicker
ing rays that lighted a little distance, making
the large space beyond, that was not pene
trated by the light, seem darker by the con
trast. As she rested in the lighter circle,
her face stood out like a statue of the virgin
that one sees at wayside shrines in the coun
tries of Southern Europe, but it was drawn
and distressed looking. She suddenly pinched
her cheeks, as if attempting to bring back
the color to them, but the result was not very
satisfactory. She was young and pretty, ex
cept for the anxious look that seemed out of
place on so young a face, and she was speak
ing to herself.
“I mustn’t let mother know to-night, for
she wouldn’t sleep a wink and Dr. Shaw said
that - aif the battle was in regular sleep,
nourishing food and freedom, from worry.
The sleep we can manage about, but nourish
ing food takes money and when my work
fails, that fails too, and then someone must
worry. Queer, we can control our muscles
but when it comes to mind, its another tiring.
We fix it firmly on one subject, fully resolved
not to let a single thought swerve one iota
from it and—pouf! there is a regular under
tow of ideas, that amounts almost to a flood
in spite of all our resolutions.”
All the time he was slowly climbing the
stairs trying too compose herself but-in spite
of herself the unbidden tears came into her
eyes as if to defeat her purpose. Outside
the door she stopped again for some minutes ;
then she opened it suddenly and went in.
To one accustomed to the ordinary tene
ment house rooms this one was a revelation
indeed. The grate at one side of the room
was filled with glowing coals that sent a soft
ruddy light over everything. There was
a vague impression of harmony and restful
ness entirely at war with the external sur
roundings. Though the carpet was worn al
most theadbare and the
curtains were faded
and darned they spoke
of vanished days of
luxury. The old-fash
ioned mahogany furni
ture reflected the fire
light showing the won.
ucrlui »vine red tints
that only time can fully
develop in that wood.
There were one or
two pictures hanging
on the walls that were
almost priceless, and
lying about there were
bits of the flotsam and
jetsam such as nearly
a century ago used tc
accumulate in the
houses of the dwellers
on the New England
coast.
A wide, old-fashion
ed couch was drawn up
before the fire and on
it lay a woman, frail
looking as a bit of fine
china. She was gaz
ing musingly at the
fire as her daughter
entered and at first did
not heed her, but as the
girl walked across the
room towards her she
looked up with a glad
smile of welcome.
“Have you had a
hard day, Motherdy, ”
said the girl, stooping
to kiss the sweet face.
“Has any one been in
and is there any mail ?”
“Three questions at once for me to answer.
To the firsl, no; to the second, old Mrs.
Maloney came in about four and amused me
for more than an hour telling me stories of
her life in the ‘ould counthrie,’ when she
was young. It did her good and I arh sure it
brightened me up, particularly when she
said ! ‘They’re afther tellin’ ez how iveryhody
in Ould Ireland puts de pig ter bed wid the
childer and whin they ates, they gives tfie
purraties to that same pig first. Sure an’ it's
a lie, fur me fayther niver hed a pig and it’s
mesilf ea were all the childer they were
afther havin’. An’ whin the famine pama
and the praties all turned black, o’ the night,
Faix, an’ there weren’t none ter give ter the
pig as we’d never hed. So we comes ti Anier?
iky!’ But you are tired, come to supper,”
and half rising she impaled a slice of bread
on a toasting fork, holding it toward the
coals.
“But the mail ?”
“Wait till after you have eaten, child,”
Continued on Fourth page.
SOUTHERN VIEWS—LUMMUS COTTON GIN WORKS, JUNIPER, GA.
Lummus Cotton-Gin Works, Juniper, Ga.