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About The Bartow tribune. The Cartersville news. (Cartersville, Ga.) 1917-1924 | View Entire Issue (July 26, 1923)
THE TRIBUNE-NEWS Published Every Thursday Afternoon, at 14 East Main Street, by the Tribune Publishing Company Inc. MILTON L. FLEETWOOD „ Prssident and Editor Don’t Standi Back; 4 Fight the 801 l Weevil. Some farmers, we learn, are hesitating to make the fight to destroy the boll weevil, ow ing to the expense of the poisoning operations. Have they gone into this matter and figured th e proposition out? Effective poisons can be had at only a few cents, at most a very small cost according to method used, per acre, for each application, and that a few applications will save the crop. Stop just a minute! The fruit growers of Georgia spray the apple and peach trees every year at a cost of from $35 to S4O per acre. They claim that the money is well spent, if, at these figures, it pays the orchardist to de stroy insects, whil will the farmer not profit immensely by killing the boll weevil? The cotton crop in a near-by county last tyear dropped from about 26,000 bales to 1,350 bales, due to the fact that they made no fight on the boll weevil. Bartow county kvas in about the same plight, but some farm 'ers and business men put up a hard fight, and the result was some good cotton crops, the county making thousands of bales. The boll weevil can be mastered. During the next two weeks, if YOU EXPECT TO MAKE A COTTON CROP, you have got to fight as you never fought before last year’s fight. You can still make cotton—but YOU HAVE GOT TO FIGHT THE BOLL WEEVIL. If you do not want to fight the boll weevil sombody else’s way, then fight him YOUR OWN WAY BUT FIGHT, AND FIGHT NOW. If not for your own sake, then for your neighbor’s sake. It will be money in your pocket, and also money in your neigh bor’s pocket. Some farmers are seemingly delaying on account of being afraid to use the poison. Go back to the fruit grower again. Thousands of bushels of peachs. apples, pears and other fruits are eaten annually, and at least 90 per cent of the trees on which they grew were Sprayed with poisonous solutions. If there is no danger i neating the fruit, why should we be scared to protect the cotton crop, whicTi is ziot grlgii ? The crop is likely to be short, with prices high next fall. He Deserves Success. (Cobb County Times.) The men at the head of the banking house who will absorb enough interest in the better ment of farming conditions in this section to find a plan of financing dairy cattle for the ail-cottoners, deserves success in his business —and that kind of banker will find it. We have never made many successes in the management of banks, but we know the country bankers’ interests are all inter-related with the interests of the farm. He, too, must aland or fal with the interest of the farm. He may not want to agree, but it is so. And it is going to remain in that status a long time in this country. For that reason he cannot afford to hold himslf apart from the farming inter ests. He cannot hold a cold hand and a deaf ear to those who are trying to better-farming tonditions We have seen the help that a bankr ren ‘flered since our farmers started the develop ment of dairying do wonders for some men who had lost all they had trying to raise cot ton. We expect to continue to mark the ad vantages that come to farmers where the local bankers Ijpnd assistance by furnishing the money with which the cows are bought at the start. We never expect to ask a banker to give away anything—the chief reason lies in the fact that his business status warrants it no more than such a plan would work in other business lines. But we are also quite sure the banker isn’t the type of man to give some thing away. What worries us is the fact that in most cases he has his cut and dried pro gram. If it has been his and his father’s cus tom for ages back to advance a certain amount of money on a cotton crop at the be ginning of the year to the farmer, then that is going to be his banking schedule on for time and eternity. He couldn’t change for he doesn’t know just what would happen, and the risk is too great, he thinks. This country has a dairying program to develop, and the sooner the banker realizes that he must relate himself to that, the sooner will he be doing a legitimate and safe busi ness in that direction. He must do business with the dairy farmers, and he must be a pio neer in developing the dairy. He cannot dodge it because his father back half a cen tury ago didn’t have a dairy pattern out for his business, too. It must be worked out to day and put into force and effect. The banker who does the pioneer work deserves the credit- He deserves the banking success—and success will come. We are for that banker who isn’t sure that things are moving along quite as well as they might— who isn't satisfied with what he has today— and what his town has. We are for that bank er who is willing to work out a basis of opera tion for his institution which will permit it to lend the money to those who want to put cows on their farms. We are for him first because he is thus applying his business so that it will amount to a constructive factor in agricultu ral betterment. He makes his permissible margin of profit, but he shows a common in terest in growth and strength where it ought to be sought, and so he is a builder worth his plcae in the great machine of human progress. It’s the Viewpoint, After All. Here’s what a philosopher said: “It mat ters not on what plane of life one labors, nor how large or small the number of his ac quaintances, the man who toils and yet knows that in the circle of his infludSce there is, at least, one life in which there is sunshine where but for him, ther e would have been shadow; that there is, at least, one home in which there is cheer where, but for him, there would have been gloom ; that there is at least, one heart in which there is hope where, but for him, there would have been despair —that man carries with him, as he goes, one of the richest treas ures on this earth." Some More Favorable Comment. Reproducing the five-column picture pub lished in The Tribune-News, the Atlanta Tri- Weekly Journal said: Instead of editorials in the usual form, we ar e republishing this picture, which appeared last week in The Bartow Tribune’s splendid weekly published at Cartersville, Ga. This picture will mean a great deal more than words when once you are told the cir cumstances in which it was made. There is a widow, Mrs. T P. Watson, liv ing on a farm two miles west of Cartersville. Eight months ago her husband died, leaving her with six children, the oldest of whom w r as T. P. Watson, Jr. With her family, Mrs. Watson moved last spring and started to make a crop. Soon alter planting time, T. P. Watson, Jr., died, leaving Ids mother almost helpless. Neighbors, led by John C- Irwin, assured her that they wo* Id c ultivate her forty-acre crop and would furnish hands to chop the cot ton at the proper time.- Three weeks ago Mr. Irwin obtained from neighbors thirteen cultivators and went over the entire crop. Later the cotton was chopped out, and Friday, July 6, nineteen men and Nineteen cultivators, each drawn by two mules gathered at the farm and went over the crop a second time. In this picture may be seen the nineteen men: John C. Irwin, Jim Watson, Sterling Barnett, Howard Ingram, Jack Watson, John Garrison, Jim Baker, Warren Head, Ed la tum, John Henry Bolton, Jim Bozeman, Fred Irwin, Yank Tatum, Rile Tatum, Herman Ir win, Hubert Pruitt, John Willie Irwin, Etowah King, Buford Tidwell —good Georgia names, every one of them. The colored boy is Will Johnson, who said he wanted to do his part and worked effectively and cheerfully along with the rest. . . . . , “Now, isn’t this an inspiring picture ! asks Editor Fleetwood, who goes on to say: “A Tribune-News reporter thought it was, and so did Mr. J. A. Morris, well-known local pho tographer, who went to the farm for the spe cial purpose of taking it- , “It’s just such a spirit as manifested by those in this picture that makes a fellow feel like life is still worth living, and that there are lots of good, old-fashioned folks who litae to do things for those in need. It was a labor of love, done without hope of fee or reward. ’ . Shall an Officer Shoot Or Be Shot? Hitting the nail squarey on the head, as we see it, th e Washington News-Reporter sets forth some solemn truths in the following well timed editorial: While the News-Reporter does not believe that there is anything like a majority of peo ple in Georgia, or in any particular section of Georgia, who are in sympathy with the liquor runner; still, sometimes, it seems that their number is greater than most of us like to ad mit. For instance, when federal and state offi cers found it necessary to shoot two white liquor runners in Greene county four weeks ago, you could hear more adverse criticism of the officers than you could hear defense of their action. The News-Reporter does not believe in an officer shooting except in cases where he shoots to save his own life or the life of some other person. But who is to be the judges of the emergency in such cases? It is well known to all officers that a man who is in the illicit traffic is a citizen without standing and absolutely devoid of conscience or responsibility. He goes forth on his un awful errand with murder in his heart and death in his pocket. There are many liquor runners we grant, too cowardly to shoot, although they have the desire to kill in their hearts; but how can an officer tell the yellowbacks from the real gun men? He can’t. Consquently, when a liquor car is halted and its occupants do not peacefully surrender, any officer that waits for the runner to shoot first is a fool, albeit a very brave man. Ninety-five per cent of the people of Geor gia are four-square behind the officers, both federal and state, who are endeavoring to en force the prohibition law, notwithstanding the noise th e small percentage of the populace who are in sympathy with the whisky peddler and whisky manufacturers make when a case like that in Greene county comes around. One good officer is worth the whole tribe of whisky runners, and the News-Reporter hopes these officers will continue to shoot and shoot straight when ever it is necessary, to protect their own lives or the lives of others. Old Joshua Blinx Old Joshua Blinx, Was the village Sphinx. And he thought he was powerful wise. Hod sit down at the store. And political lore. He was ne'er at a loss to devise. His friends, Just for fun, Thought they'd get him to run. For the office of town consttbuie. So he got In the race. His opponents to face. With some red-hot political fuel. He got him a box, And put in some knocks. And he spouted and talked every night. And to every crowd. He always allowed. That he was ahead of the fight. "If X am constlbule. The peepul will rule," Was one of his favorite phrase*. “I'm one candidtae, Who can help save the state. From going to ruin and blazes.' 1 Election Say came. And Joshua's name, * Was passed over by many a vote. Somehow he got missed, At the top of the list. And it sure did get Joshua’s “goat." Old Joshua Blinx, Is still quite a Sphinx, But of politics he always shies. Somehow politics. With him do not mix. And in that I think Joshua's wise. THE TRIBUNE-NEWS, CARTERSVELLE, GA., JULY 26, 1923. Bible Thoughts for the Week Sunday. UNSHAKEN TRUST.—They that trust In the lx>rd shall he as Mount Zion, which cannot be removed, but abldeth- forever. As the moun tains are rouad about Jerusalem, so the Lord is round about his people front henceforth forever. Pa. 125:1, 2. a Monday. THE BURDEN BEARER.—Cast thy burden upon the Lord, and he shall sustain thee: he shall never Sll r the righteous to be moved. — Ps. 55:22. Tuesday. REASONABLE—! beseech you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, that ye present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable unto God. which Is your teasonable service.—Rom. 12:1. Wednesday. NO CONDEMNATION.—There Is therefore now no condemnation to them which are In Christ Jesus, who walk not after Ute flesh, but after the Spirit—Rom. 8:1. Thursday. LORD OVER ALL—Thou art worthy, O Lord, to receive glory and honor and power; for thou hast created oil things, and for thy pleasure they are and were made. — Rev. 4:11. Friday. YB HAVE DONE IT UNTO ME. —And the King shall auswer and say unto them, Verity I say unto you. Inasmuch as ye have done It unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me. —Matt 25:40. Saturday. PEACE AND TRUTH.—Thus salth the Lord, Call unto me, and I v'iU answer thee, and shew thee gr:at and mighty things which thou knowest not. . . . Behold, I will bring it health and cure, and I will cure them, and will reveal unto them the abundance of peace and truth.—Jer. 33:2, 3,6, JOGV I L L E JOTTINGS “DEMI-JOHN” BALL. His real name Is just plain John Ball, but he has been the town drunkard for so many years, that it was natural that he should becom e named after that ancient container of booze and other liquids, the demijohn A man like John is always more to be pitied than census ed, and it is useless to hold him up to condemnation, for drink ing with him is more than a habit. It is a disearf?. Years ago, when it was no trouble to obtain it. John drank the old time red liquor; later, with the advent of prohibition, he changed to “white lightning,” or stump; and now that the revenue officers are making that difficult for him to obtain, ne will imbibe freely of per fume, extracts, hair tonics, or anything else that contains the necessary amount of alcohol. It is too late to plead with him, and it is useless to use co ercive measures. John is just a derelict drifting downstream, his own worst enemy, and a dead weight to his family. In his youth he possessed just as many good points as the gen eral run of folks, was sunny dis positioned, a good worker, and ambitious. But like other good men who have tried John could not compete with his namesake, “Barleycorn,” and instead of a life of usefulness, “Demi-John” will continue floating down stream, just a piece of human driftwood, a bit of flotsam, toss ed about upon the sea of Fail ure. Next Week—Jim Doolittle. SMALL TOWN HUMOR AND PHILOSOPHY By BUCK CAMPBELL Everybody likes you se long as they can uss you. —♦— Playing the favorite la not always a winning project —* — There are men who would rather lose $5 than see their neighbors make $lO. — 4— When the landlord has the rent In his pocket It Is easy for him to forget the leak In the roof. —* — Getting married Is like buy ing an automobile, the up-keep is greater than the first ex pense. —* — The fellow who Is so allflred good that wings are beginning to show on him will bear a lit tle watching. —♦ — If you try to tell the truth about your fishing trip you will not find anyone that will be lieve you; so what’s the use? “Bartow County, In Ye Olden Day” “FIFTY YEARS AGO” FROM THE CARTERSVILLE STANDARD AND EXPRESS, JULY 24, 1873 Any Relation to the 801 l Weevil? Caterpillars—There is much talk among our farmers south of Thomasville about the caterpillars in the section. Mr. William Har old says they are in his cotton think, and he thinks they will clean him out in a few weeks, ' without a remedy.—ThomfSvill e Enterprise. ♦ + 4 A Sad Death i We regret to learn that Annie, the little daughter of R. H. Cannon, at Stilesboro, died on last Sunday. We tender the bereaved family our sympathy in their sad breavement. * ♦ * They All Will Come Back Our old friend and former associate, W. S. D. Wikle, who went with his family to Hous-- ton, Texas, last fall has lately returned to Cartersville, and seems satisfied to spend the remainder of his days in his native state. Mr. Wikle is a number one printer and a clever gentleman, and we hope that prosperity will ever attend him. * ♦ ♦ Crops In Need of Rain There has been but little rain for some time past in this immediate vicinity, and gar dens and “truck patches” are not suffering much now, as their suffering are about over. There seems to have been plenty of rain all around us. However, our crops are fine ex cept in cases where they have not been pro perly cultivated, and such cases are by no means rare. * * * Two New Newspapers We are in receipt of a Norcross Advance, and an Acworth Monitor, both just started at the places indicated by their names, The Advance is published by J. L. Hollifield and edited by Colonel Simmons, formerly of Lawn rencevilie, and Prof, J. U Vincent. It is a neat and interesting paper, and deserves the patronage of the public. The Monitor is editod by Elam Christian, tnd Captain Mitchel of Acworth. The Moni tor also presents a respectable appearance, and is filled with interesting matter. We hope that both of these new enterprises will meet with abundant success. * + + A Story of Long Ago. While in Cherokee last week, we were shown the grave of Solomon, the Jew, who was murdered by unknown parties many years ago. He lived in a wild and secluded spot on Little River, far away from civilized society, and sold goods to the Indians. There he sleeps in deep "solitude, of the mountains, alone; and perhaps no relative or friend ever has, or ever will behold, his lost and solitary resting place. His lust for gold cost him his life, and he “rests in hope” it maybe of re turn to Jerusalem, when its days of splendor shall return and all be new again. * ❖ * The Same Is True Today There is a considerable degree of interest manifested by our people in regard to the un developed mineral wealth of our section. Beds of iron ore are being constantly discovered at convenient distances from the railroad, and it is being shipped to the depot from various points in this and other states. The iron ore trade is thus becoming to be on of considera ble importance. What a pity that we cannot have at least one large furnace in our midst, where we might have our rich ores converted into pig metal, for which we could realize The Paper From the Old Home Town Talk about your literature And papers up-to-date, All about the legislature And doings through the slate; To me they ain’t comparin’ Though I look the world around, To the newsy little paper From the old home town. It know It ain’t so classical As these big dailies are That tell about the prize fight And latest movie star. But jest for my enjoyment There's nothin’ I have found. Like the little newsy paper From my old home town. —Publisher's Review. I Don’t My parents forbade me to smoke; I don’t. Or listen to a naughty Joke; I don’t. They make it clear I must net wink At pretty gtrle. nor even think I About Intoxicating drink; I don’t. To dance or flirt Is very wrong— I don’t. Wild youths chase women, wine and song— I don’t. I kiss no girls—not even one; I do not know how It Is done; Tou wouldn’t think I have much fun; I don't." —Exchange. Abe Lincoln to A! Smith, Crai? Arnold, Et- Al. “What do you understand by supposing the constitution of a state or of the United States? Is it not to give such constitutional helps to the rights established by that consti tution as may be practically needed? Can you, if you swear to support the constitution and believe the constitution establishes a right, clear your oath -without giving it sup port? Do you support the constitution if, knowing or believing there is a right estab lished under it which needs specific legisla tion, you withhold that legislation? I can conceive of nothing plainer in the world. There can be nothing in the words ‘support the constitution’ if you may run counter to it by refusing support to any right established under the constitution.” —Abraham Lincoln, September 15,1858. •‘TWENTY-FIVE YEARS AGO” FROM COURANT-AMERICAN. ISSUE OP JULY 28, 1898 Col. Bryan In Cartersville Col. William Jennings Bryan, the late Democratic candidate for President, now Col onel of the third Nebraska Volunteer Infantry stopped several hours in Cartersville with his regiment last Thursday, enroute to Jackson ville, Florida, where he joins General Fitz Hugh Lee’s cpmmand. * The regiment consisted of twelve com panies, and had in all 1,326 men. They travel ed in six sections of special trains, with twelve cars each. * * *, Mrs Tumlin Hostess At the peasant home of Mrs. George Tum lin, near the city, on Monday evening, the young people enjoyed a reception given by Mrs. Tumlin, in honor of Misses Kiser, Tal bottom, and Martin, and Mrs. J. M. Ray, of Atlanta. The affair was one of the most pleasant, as well as one of the most brilliant social functions of the season. There was music, conversations, and games. The hostess by bounteous hospitality, made the occasion memorable to all present. Refreshments were served. ♦ ♦ ♦ Veterans In Atlanta Quite a number of Cartersville people* went down to Atlanta Friday to witness the big parade of the United Confederate Vete rans. * + ♦ A Prominent Visitor Rev. W. F. Hollingsworth, of Brunswick, formerly pastor' of the Presbyterian Church in this city, preached here last Sunday, and is spending a few days with friends in the city. + + + E. L. Calhoun A Visitor Mr. E. L. Calhoun, of Abbeville, South Carolina, after attending the reunion in At lanta, is spending a short while in Carters ville, as the guest of his cousins, Captain J. J. and Dr. F. R. Calhoun. + + + Cass Station News Notes Miss Maria Pascoe of Rockwood, Tenn., after spending some time with her sister, Mrs. A. J. Cox, and her brothers, A. J. and J. R. Allen, left Wednesday morning for her home. —Miss Verda McKelvy left Wednesday for Atlanta to spend some time with relatives.—• Quite a number from Cass left Wednesday to attend the reunion in Atlanta.—Among others Mr. Charlie McKelvy and Mr. Charlie Posey. —Miss Hattie Posey came up Saturday even ing and spent over Sunday with home-folks. She has a position with Miss Leo Shockley, of Cartersville. —Mrs. Hattie Stipe, of Palmetto, Georgia, (Grandmother of Mrs. J. P. and Mrs. F. R. Walker,) is now visiting them.—Mr. F. M. Walton spent several days last week in At lanta, attending the reunion.—Miss Monnie Atkinson, who has been on a visit to Rome to her brother’s family, returned home one day last week.—Mrs. Fletcher Walton, of \ ilia Rica, who has been spending some weeks visit ing her parents at Spring Place, came down Monday evening, and is now visiting her husband’s family. * forty or fifty dollars a ton, instead of three or four dollars, which is all that we can get for the ore in its crude state. As it is, we furnish the raw material to others, who convert it into iron, and realize large profits, which we might have, if we would avail ourselves of our great advantages. An Englishman’s “Don’ts.” (From Arts and Decoration.) Only old boys like Lord Leverhulme and Sir Thomas Lipton tell stories at public din ners in London. Filling up one’s speech with second-hand anecdotes is regarded as an ac knowledgment of inability to say clever things yourself- I belong to a coterie of more or less artistic people, called the “After Dinner Club,” a sort of revival of the old French salon, and at intervals we meet among the pic tures at the Suffold gallaries and try to fire witticisms at each other. One of the cleverest things I have heard v/as by a woman: “God deprived women of a sense of humor so they would not spend most of their time laughing at men.” W. L. George, the novelist, like Arnold Bennett, thinks he knows all about women; perhaps because he was married quite recent ly. In a speech the other day he gave advice to married folk how to get on together. Here are some of the bright things he said: Don’t open each other’s letters— you might not like the contents. Don’t bore each other —change your con versation, change your interests and, if you must, change your hair. If you absolutely must be frank, do it in private. Once a day say to a woman, “How beauti ful you are!” Once a day say to a man, “How strong you are!” or, if you can’t say that, say “How clev er you are!” because everyone believes that. Tf it seems hard to be married to "him,” remember that he is married to “you.” Find out on your honeymoon whether swearing or crying is the more effective- Newspaper Partiality. The newspaper man is blamed for a whole lot of things he can’t help, such as using par tiality in mentioning visitors, giving news about some folks and leaving others out, etc. He simply prints all the news he can find. Some people inform him about such things and others do not. An editor should not be expected to know the names of all your uncles aunts, cousins, even if he should see them get on and off the train. Tell us about it; it’s news that makes the newspaper, and every man, woman and child can be associat editor if they only will. Never apologize when you give a bit of information to the editor, for if there lives one so dead that he has lost his ap preciation of such favors be is dead indeed to every virtue that imparts value to a paper.— Hartwell Suq.
