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A TRIBUTE TO JAME P. COOLEY
By Carles C. Eiiiott.
The Georgia Enterprise:—Will
y< u allow u,e a tew columns—per
I, s page—in which to pay
tr■! nte to my very dear friend,
N <\ton county’s aph-ndid and
a< oted son?
No one knows the great cloud
of grief hovbring ov«r my spirit
si -e that of rnv brut her James P
Cooley hat taken flight to t! e
“undiscovered country.” I knew
him, and loved him because I
-could only love a geniuue, gener
vi:fraternaI be - ’rt.
But his sple- did, young life has
gone to spend ei-ewhere its unend
ing years, its ever increasing ener
jjies; and its consecreated powers
I call him splendid because I be¬
lieve he had few equals; I call him
young because I believe he was
not only young in years, but his
■every activity was characterized
By that virility and bouyancy
■which clowned bis livery
with success. He kuew little dis
c a*' no , and a, pled no de
feat. I speak of his unending
years because he had incorporated
et'-rn i pri i ct-s. I nak of his
■evbr increasing energies because
not even death can handicap his
immortal essence. I sp> nk of h:s
consecrated powers because he
knew no master but his L>rd and
oo dictator but his conscience.
I am not ashamed to confess
that he comes nearer to my idea!
of a young man than any I have
known. Perhaps in my grief I
am partial and only his image can
be seen sublime, supreme, during
this sad hour; but I think not.
"Hie physical manhood was such
that he could labor almost inces¬
santly and yet with no evidence of
nervous exhaustion or irritation.
Nature had riehly endowed him
with the qualifications of an
athletic training. He was by na¬
ture a phys ical man. He had an
- ample and secure foundation for
•the cultivation and operation of a
'giant mind, and for the varied
a.id manifold activities of a great
and noble heart. Many a time, as
he has gripped both my ha.id 9 in
one of his, I have assured him that
I envied him hi* great physical
^strength.
t But be craved the intellectual
and loved his books. He would
have sold his coat to buy one. j
They were to his truly and wis-ly
inquisitive mind “unapp roa in ling]
■companions to : '
til
“silent companions of the ! :e’y!
hours;” and felt “ mu:t -
ffioh iu thought and character to
owe nothing to books.” He
thought with Thoreau, and oft -n '
bade me, “read n< A the Hems, rtsd
the eternities”. With I,eigh Hunt
he believed that “mankind are the
-creatures of books;” and with
•’Seneca he was assured (hat “it
•does not matter how many, but
how good, books you have.” It
was an inspiration to me and ever
shall be. I can never under value
theta tileut friends, since having
'known and loved James P. Coofey
who loved so well his books. Had
he lived he would have been truly
■ n 1 1 1 1
We are expecting a big ship¬
ment of Chesterfield Hats for
men in the next ten days. New
Flat Top Stiff Hats, Miller Block
Shapes. Also good selection of
John B. Stetson Hats.
Underwear for every size,
smallest to the largest
learned and well read, things never
acquired by any one in the few
; brief years he lived. He delighted
to commune with master utiads,
and loved the companionship of
Plato and Soeraties; Bacon and
i Spencer; Shaksp^re arid Milton;
Scott, and Dickens; and r^velod in
what he so often called the “inter
es,in ? detailed, complexities” of
Blackstone. I often thought lip
was destined to do the world a
! " r <?at service in the field of letters
j Rat Grod knew best and he went to
‘converse with the masters in tht
j«kies and whose clearlu interacts and holier live
j atmosphere m ve in than a purer he had
any
known on earth. Instead of serv
' n o counties and states, he has
been calle 1 to serve planetes and
worlds.
He was ambitious, with an ar
dent desire characteristic of a mind
born to be great He longed with
burning breast, for that, superb
individuality, which stands aline,
supported only by honest convtc
tions of right, and scorns to f* llo
the rabble in wrong Oa Jan 30
1905, hn wrote me, “Aftr a!! — j
we not to some extent guiltv, .(
am) of trying to be like somebo
else? Do iv" net lose our indivi
duality at times in our futile ef
forts to imitate greatness? I,‘ts
covenant together that we will be
ourselves. Epietetus says—‘It
you have assumed any character
beyond your strength, you have
demeaned yourself ill in that, and
quitted one which you might have
supported’. I have followed so
long in the conventional ruts of
the rabbi 3 —’tis hard for me to ms
sert myself to any appreciable ex¬
tent ” That sentence indicates
the tendency of his heart and the
trend of his thought. He did not
live to please, he lived to help.
He was no coward moral or physi¬
cal. He dreamed of greatness,
but greatness on a solid and per¬
manent basis. He dreamed, and
may be justly accused of building
air castles; but his dreams were an
inspiration and his air castles were
heroic creations of his vigorous and
versatile mind. He did not dream
of greatn- ss so much as of useful¬
ness: and, if he spoke greatness
more ofteu it was because he felt
that to lie trul/great meant use- |
fulo ss in the broadest field and |
highest degree. That he loved i j
praise I do not nv. Hence 1 '
wrote to me again, I » T a<rree with !
voti that we ail he' ht iii prs
Sometimes I think ptrhaps |
we go
so far as to seek the praise and
plaudits of others But I believe
it does a man good to be told of his
virtues. It urges him to increased
effort in the province of nobility,
I do not believe in so much of this
obsequious praise; I want it while
it can help me along this perilous
journey”. His frankness was ad
mirable on all occasions but never
repulsive. This was o:.e of hit
favorite poems:
“Master of human destinies am It
Fame, k»»e, and fortune on my footsteps
wait.
l HL LNT t RPKtc>L COViNGTuN GA
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Don’t forget we handle jackets
$1.50 up to $15 00.
We handle the Sterling Gar¬
ment Co’s, tailored skirts; the
kind you can get a fit in. All
new shades, brown, blues, black
wiry voils, $8.50 to $12 50; Pan¬
amas Up to $8.50, We invite
you to give them a iooK,
Cities and field I walk; I penetrate
Deserts and seas remote, and passing by
Hovel and mart and palace, soon or late
I knock unbidden once at every gate.
If sleeping, awake; if feasting, arise before
I turn away. It is the hour of fate,
And they who follow me reach every state
Mortals desire, and conquer every foe
Save keath; but those who doubl or hesitate
Condemned to failure, penury, and woe,
Seek me in vain and uselessly implore,
I answer not, and I return no more!
Ev'-rv one who knew him recog¬
nized his keen sens*- of humor
and ready wit I could give many
of his favorite anecdotes and
numerous original sallies of wit
that shows best of all perhaps his
truly human heart with its prompt
appreciation of life on both its
dark and its bright side. He loved
life, and wa 9 in intimate and heart
felt sympathy with all life and
with all who have to live it. His
nature was warm and his frien
ship faithful and unaffected. Here
is the beginning of a letter:,
‘‘Dear Charles, while lam freezing
on one side and scorching on the
ther, I am g' ing to try to indure
it long enough to indite you a
short letter This weather re¬
minds me of the weather that the
proverbial country store liar would
tel! He said i; was so cold one
dav that a kettle of building water
froze S') quick the ice was hut, J »
etc. ) i\ wi Hug, lie always
seemed to me to be abrupt rather
ha sacrifice th - truth with long
drawn setibnces of untruthfully
in alt tied or modfying words.
His faith was strangely mixed
with every feature of his being, in
every phase of its activity. He
often questioned. Where is a
great mind who has not stood a
side with tremulous interest and
beheld in momentary uncertainty
the startling stestimomes of a
thousand strange events that come
trooping down a few brief years.
Sometimes he wanted help, and
said my faith was stronger than
his own; if I helped him, I am
greateful. He wrote on one
occasion; “Men are disturbed,
ruled, blessed, and happy, not by
death, &c., but
by the view which they take of
So you see it all depends
the point ot view. Every
to some extent, is the arbiter
his own destiny. It is true
my ease at least—that
within the last year, I have
more about death, the
I had twenty—three
prior to that time, the last
five of my dearest friends have
a part ot myself—hens®
naturally think about all the
thoughts incident to
their deeeas is a plaintive
I d not fully under
•
In the democracy i f the dead
men are equal. There is neither
nor station our prerogative
the lepublic of the grave. At
fatal thereahould the phUoY
ceases to be wise and the song
the poet is silent. Dives re-1
his millions and -, *
his Here at last
natures final decree, inequity.
wrongs of time are redressed.
is expiated, the wrong of
is refuted, the unequal dis¬
of wealth, honor, cap
pleasure, and* opportunity,
aiak? liLj such a cruel aud
Our stock of men’s, ladies’
and children’s Rubbers is full
up; 50c to $1.00 per pair.
We can give you any price in
Furs, and our prices are 25 per
cent, under the market price.
inexplicable tragedy, ceases in the
reaim of death The atrongest
there has no supremacy, and the
weakest needs no defense. The
mightiest captain succumbs to that
invenincible adversary, who dis
! a-ms alikn the victor and the van¬
quished;
“Study ihe above and give Riff
your opinion when I see you.”
That his mind A':i3 often inter¬
ested and concerned With lofty
themes, the above quotation shows.
But his faith never failed lilro.
| Amid all the tragic scenes in his
| ! own young life, the Christ was
ever beforf him, ami love to him
was a thing divine and real. His
life was made tender through
su ^ er ' l| g because of the point of
view”, he took He wrote to me
once;
t t We d<• not know what wo can
1 stand until the test comes. A year
ago I would not have believed I
could have stood what I have.
“How full of mournful tragedies
of ioecmplttc. Ofscs of fragmentary
ambitions and successes this exis
tence is! And vet how sweet and
dear it is made by love! That
alone never fails to satisfy and fill
the soul. Wealth sathites and am
bitinn ceases to allure • we weary
of eating and drinking.- of going
up and down the e rtb looking at
its mountains and seas, at tho sky
that arches it, at the moon and
stars that shine upon it, hot nrv,-r
of t he soul that we love and loves
us, of the lace that watches for ns
and grows brighter when wo come.
i « Since Annie left me,, the lines
of Longfellow occur to me and
cheer me:
‘‘Good night, good night; as we so oft
have said
Beneath this roof at midnight, in the days
That are no more and shall no more return.
Thou has but taken the lamp and gone to bed,
I stay a little longer, as one stays,
To cover up the embers that still burn.”
< < Yes, I too have often thought
and pjayed, ‘Lead Kindly Light.’
My favorite song, I believe, is,
‘Scatter Seeds of Kindness.’ There
are some beautiful sentiments in
that song.
« ( I will try to spend one day in
Oxford next week with you, if it
will be perfectly convenient for
you.
“Trust you came out O. K. with
your exams. Your friend,
Jim. I J
Such faith ns his rendered his
whole life beautiful in simplicity
with frequent touches of child¬
likeness such as must have won
the approval of the Master. He
was too completely overwhelmed j
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His conception
him an abundance of that I
most admirable of all graces,
humility. He knew too much I
and knew it too well to be
His humility was worthy
Sir Isaac Newton and his kind¬
almost like that of the Christ.
Bur k humanity says he , has gone.
is such the cast > Does he not
ve still in the hearts of thousands?
county has known and
and honored him, and is the
for it. She has no more il
son, so yonng and yet so
She can ill afford to
that vigorous aud devoted
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In Miliinery we have r «ceiv«d
big selection of Skido 0 Ha|
Something ready s .
wear off and lo ■a fon and
been Our Tailorinjl^business
unusually good this season,
We have had many new custo¬
mers added to our list and hope
to have * CU next.
young: man. Hia recent opponent
will p urn it me, I am sure, to say,
that it was not because the people
loved and trusted him less hut be
cause they loved James Cooley
mote.
His was truly a brilliant record
for an adopted son ; but no more
brilliant than it was clean
far as.I knew him, his
was above repoaoh and his record
was without a stain. He was not
a financier, per chance No ycitllg
man with no capital but indebted
ness and with the multipl ied neoe«
j sities of his aspiring sml, can sue
ceed financially unless some pecu
w
was honest, ruggedly, stubbornly
honest, with bis fellow man, him
self, and his God. I say that be¬
cause l knew his inner life. It is
no wonder that Newton county
loved him. Any people would do
well to cultivate love for snch a
man.
I can say nothing more for him
s
perhaps, than that I knew him as
I have knostn no other young man
n0 ^ related to nfe, and I loved him
( J Ui!e as u ’cll as I knew him
Would time and space allow, my
taight bo la:d <»ut, in true and
affectionate expressions in loving
»v — -ini n i.......
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Christos st fai;
Consolator”
written by R. V Rayi
! ' a aa follows, with a cli
P r ' n °U"s J
■
Beside the dead 1 knelt i# pm
A«d felt a presence as f m»
Lo! it was Jesus standing there
He smiled: “Be no; afraid!"'
"Lord, Restore Thou hast conquereddej
again to life," i S aid,l J
^ This one who died
an hour
6Sm,!ed: '' Heisnotd “
!* „ ^ lee P then thyself J
> as did sa 7
He smiled: He doth not
"Nay then, tho’ hapily he dod
And took upon some fairer dJ
Restore httft to our hearts that ad
He smiled.' “He is not gone]
"Alas! too well we oarlJ
Nor hope again our jiff tetnJ
Until the siream of death ##**
He smiled: “There nostfM
"Yet our beloved seem to far, I
The while we yearn to feel thJ
Aiblet with Thee we trust they J
He smiled: “And I am here!
"Beat Lord, how shall we knot
Still Walk unseen with us and!
Nor sleep, nor wander far a*afl
He smiled: “Abide in Me,"