The herald and advertiser. (Newnan, Ga.) 1887-1909, December 11, 1908, Image 1

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Newspaper Page TextOrd * nai 7’3 Offi Cd VOL. XLIV. NEWNAN, GA., FRIDAY, DECEMBER 11, 1908. NO. 11. Ladies’ Coats and Jackets. We have made up our mind to sell what we have, and will make prices to move them. Regular price $3.50, now $2.48 Regular price $4.00, now $2.98 Regular price $6.00, now $3.98 Regular price $8.00, now $4.98 Regular price $9.00, now $5.98 Regular price $12.50, now $6.98 Regular price $13.50, now $8.98 Also, job lot children’s Cloaks, to be sold at 50 per cent, off regular priceB, Overcoats at Cut Prices. Regular price $5.00, now5$3.4S Regular price $6.00, now,$3.98 Regular price $10.00, now $6.48 Regular price $12.50, now $7.48 Regular price $15.00, now’$8.98 Also, some extra bargains in men’s suits and pants, you need anything in this line you cannot afford to miss the opportunity. If A PRAYER. 1 look with clearer, sadder eyes To-day upon the years Which cold and dead behind me lie, Each tilled with hopes and fears. I see the meaning of each pain. The wisdom of each blow, And why the answer never came I prayed for, lon*r ago. The years have passed me many times Since last l prayed that prayer— Rave seen mo drain the bitter cup, And drop it in despair. Yet now I never ask to die. For I have learnod to live For something better than the joy Which human love can give. And though those years have nothing brought So beautiful to me As that bright dream of lovo and youth, Across the grave I see That God knew best, and so to-day 1 bless His tender care— I thank Him for my life’s one dream And that unanswered prayer. —Juliette McClearloy. nd improvident race, has risen into material proportions, and has made, and is now making, gigantic strides along educational and industrial lines. To tench the world that in the South a greater proportion of the inhabitants are lawless more than in other sections of the country is to write a base lie into the nation’s history. And yet the Northern press, much of it debauched and debased by Northern commercial ism, thus decrys and nssails the South, when it might, with far greater profit to the public,' expose and denounce the great lawless money interests of the North, which it so servilely represents. Some Extra Winter Coats for Men. We have some Bed Comforts (or quilts) to close at a price that will prove comfortable to all purchasers. T. G. FARMER & CO. Heating Stoves. The most complete line in New man. Prices from $1.50 to $15. Cook Stoves. Fifty new ones just in, and the prices are the lowest we have of fered in two years. Axes. Thirty-five dozen Kelly’s best Axes. The quality of these can’t be improved. They are the best. Hardware. 10 dozen Coal Scuttles, 25c. to 40c. each. 20,000 Bolts. Can furnish any length. 1,000 Plow Bolts. Have them for nearly all plows. 400 Cotton Collars. Can fit your mule. 400 pairs Hutcheson Plow Lines. Three dozen Boy Wagons. Thirty-five Pistols — all kinds, good and bad. Oliver Chilled Plows. If you don’t see what you want, call for it. Kirby-Bohannon Hardware Company, ’Pohne 201 “No Such Thing as a Lawless South.” Buffalo (N. Y.) Republic. Former United Stutes Senator E. W Carmack, of Tennessoe, was shot down in a pistol duel on the streets of Nash ville a few weeks ago, and instantly the Northern newspapers raised their editorial hands in horror over what they were pleased to term the "law lessness of the South.” Bands of ipmat eed criminal men. known as tho Night Riders, have de stroyed some property, taken human life, and committed other outrages in a few of the isolated provinces of Ken tucky and Tennessee. The Northern press blames it all to the "lawlessness of the South,” nothwithstanding that all the official powers of those two States, from the Governor down, were promptly invoked to put an end to the depredations and capture and punish the guilty. If a brute of a negro is lynched in Mississippi the Northern papers shriek "Southern lawlessness!” Whenever a crime of any special pub lie interest is committed anywhere be low Mason and Dixon’s line the whole South is held up as an awful example of benighted, unregenerate and crimi nal society and placarded throughout the North as the land of the outlaw where the mob is sovereign and every native swaggers about with a sixshoot- er on a hunt for a human target. The South has been libeled and ma ligned by the Northern press long enough, and more columns of editorial rot have been published about the lawlessness of the South” than would be required to recount the degenerate and criminal escapades of "high socie ty” from Pittsburg north for the last twenty years, and that’s saying a heap. When you recall the shooting down of Stanford White by Thaw in the very heart of New York City; the Hains- Annis tragedy at a awell Long liland resort; the dynamiting outrages of the Black Hand in the metropolis of this State; the anarchist massacre in Chi cago; the butchery at Homestead in Pennsylvania; the slaughter of men, women and children by motor-mad, law-breaking Northern millionaires; and the stupendous, unchecked and unpunished crimes of high finance, in which whole communities have been de liberately and lawlessly looted, as the New York City traction deals—you should marvel at the patient modera tion of the Southern press in not at least retaliating by pointing to the North as the land where stalks the hid eous spirit of lawlessness. There is no such thing ns the "law lessness of the South." Criminal char acters are there—but are there none in the North? Isn’t it a fact that there are streets in the heart of Chicago where tenfold the danger to life and property lurks than in the loneliest mountain paths of the South? And what about the salacious records of the Northern divorce courts, which repre sent in an inestimable degree a greater menace to the country than do the ne gro lynchings of the South? The South has problems to deal with concerning which nine out of ten Northern editors possess not even prim itive intelligence. There are districts in the South where the negroes out number the whites two hundred to one, and tho hack-country Southern negro is the most benighted human being on the continent, without exception. You can go into the black belts of any State in the South and find more inhabitants to a square mile who resemble mere ani mals in their social and material activ ities than you can find in the Bronx Zoo. And yet, taking it all in all through out the South, the blacks do not pro duce as much trouble and lawlessness as do the criminal and immoral ele ments in Pittsburg, Chicago and New York. The Northern newspapers that, through ignorance or design, persist ently seek to instill in the public mind that there is such a thing as a "law less South,” do harm, not alone to the South, but to the republic as well. The war is over these forty years and more. The South, with its wounds healed and forgotten, and manfully and patiently bearing the burden represent ed by millions of an indolent, ignorant A Call to Hog and Hominy. Albany Herald. Our murket report yesterday quoted October cotton—next yenr’s crop—at 8.58. Thu same market report quoted May wheat at 1.09 3-8, May corn at 9.50, and meat (ribs) at 8.67. In the local market the prices of all provisions range above those indicated in the future contract prices of the food commodities Just quoted. Here, now, arc existing conditions and a stute of facts which must appeal to the reason and common sense of the farmers of the South, and tho warning admonition of those conditions and facts is, diversify, with the view of making the farm self-sustaining, and avoiding the necessity of having to buy high-priced provisions with the pro ceeds of low-priced cotton next year Back to the hog and hominy system of farming should ho the slogan of Southern farmers for next year, and now is the time to begin to prepare for it. When the farmers of the South give duo attention to all food products, in cluding meat, then—and not until then, in the very nature of things—will tho cotton crop be cut down to a level of about wlmt the world needs. And then and not until then, will the market price of cotton be such us to give a mar gin of profit to tho farmer, especially if he is cheapening the cost of it to himself by producing his own corn, meat ami other foodstuffs for both man and beast that toil on the farm. Let the prudent Southwest Georgia farmer begin now to lay his plans .for diversifying his crops next year and re turning to the rational, common-sense hog and hominy system. But the hog and hominy plan of farming is on the upgrade in this sec tion. and we hope to live to seo this God-favored section again come into its own in an agricultural way. During our Civil War Southwest Georgia, wus not only the Egypt of Georgia, but of the Southern Confederacy, furnishing more corn and meat for the army than any other section of the South. We have now the same soil and climate that we had then, and our people are gradually returning to the self-sustain ing system on the farm. The Herald, with "Hog, Hominy and Hay” for a slogan, has made diversified farming a hobby because it has realized for a long time that the future wealth and mate rial prosperity of its section depend upon agriculture. During tho years that we have been preaching so much from this text, some of our esteemed contemporaries, including the Savunnah Press, have frequently joked us and satirically referred to us as a "hay seed;" but we have not permitted these little prods to deter or discourage us in the pursuit of a well-matured purpose to have a part in making Southwest Georgia what God evidently intended it to he—a land of plenty. Discouraged. Yountf People's Weekly. Discouraged? Let the word and the thought have no place in your life. Manhood is made for better things. The disheartening trials of to-day may be made the means of getting strength and a more satisfactory position on the morrow. Only they are to be bravely met and conquered, not shirked and cowardly avoided. Everywhere sorrow comes, behind it may he seen the kind, loving countenance of a Fath er who wills well to all his children, and who gives liberally to all such as ask His sustaining grace and encour agement. Discouraged? Think not of the bur dens, but count the blessings of your life. Do not the mercies far outnumber the trials? The world is not a "wilder ness of woe," as a hymn unwifely puts it; but it is our Father’s glorious work rnanship, and His work is always good. Discouraged? Sit not idly by the wayside in sackcloth and ashes. Be a doer; strive for the blessings you would have; conquer the difficulties which be set your pathway ; learn to find happi ness in carrying happiness to others; learn the gospel of work and helpful ness, and there will be no room left in life for discouragement. “I hope, driver, you will not run away with me 1” "Bless yer, no, mum! I’ve got a wife and six kids at home already!" The West and the South. What possibilities lie in the magnifi cent region known as the South nnd the West! No other countries of equal area can compare in point of ag ricultural wealth—the one producing the grain crops of tho world nnd the beef and pork and mutton for home and export trade, and the other pro ducing the cotton from which mankind lias his clothing made. The West raises wheat and corn; the South raises cotton. The West Iwh grown rich in ten years, and the South has not. Why? A dozen years ago the West was poor and borrowing money, very much ns cotton farmers used to borrow on mort gages at the supply stores. Then the West was clamoring for dollar wheat, Just as the South was clamoring for 10-cent cotton. The West got its price for wheat. Tho South got its price for cotton—and above. The wheat far mers pnid off their mortgages, nnd built new houses, and then bought au tomobiles. This is so common that the papers have been full of Jokes about the nutos, and the magazines have pic tures of men going to mill in nutos and women peddling eggs from their "run abouts.” Western banks have more money thnn they can lend in the West, nnd have lent it in New York. During those same years the South got more than it expected for its cot ton, and, while we want 15 cents, we huve to admit that there is pretty good money in 10-cents cotton. Why didn’t the South pay off its mortgages and buy uutomobiles und lend money New York? Why don’t we make money? Wo don’t. What is there about us that we don’t get rich, no matter how much money we get? When cotton sold for 15 cents the planters didn’t build houses, nor barns, nor put money in banks. The South doesn’t take to money, and money doesn’t take to tho South. We have had ton times the money come to the South that has gone to the West. Yet the West has grown rich. We do not speak of the price of lands, for that is not involved. We speak of the dollars that have come to buy crops. We hnve no kind of excuse to ofTer. Now why has the’West grown rich, when it does not get as much money in bulk und less money per farmer than the South. Furthermore, the South has been getting its millions per year very much longer than the West. The South doos not spend as much money for horses, carriages, houses nnd furni ture ns the West spends, yet the West has grown rich and the South has not. Answer why? Love or Hate ? Is your life controlled more largely by your likes, your loves, or by your unlikes, your hates? Malico, envy, hard thoughts of any sort, poison first the heart in which they originate. They mnke a blackish, unhealthy pool where all sorts of noisome mental conditions will generate. It was Sidney Smith who declared it wns his idea of hell to hate somebody. It is only in our lives that we really love. What we hate is really dead to us, and the wider the range of our hates the narrower our lives. It is u beautiful belief that every kindly act, word, thought or impulbe continues in its influence forever, brightening and sweetening the world, and that every evil deed or thought permanently destroys a part of the sum total of human happiness. Certainly this is the effect upon the life in which thought originates. Every thought elevates or lowers, purifies or debases. Love thoughts are wings. Hate thoughts are weights. Your own feeling is reflected back to you from others. If you give lovo you get love. It is one of the things the more of which you give the more of which you share. Love was born a twin, and cannot exist without its counterpart. It is your own thought that attracts or repels others. According as you love or hate, you surround yourself with an atmosphere of inviting sweet ness, or you hedge yourself in with a barbed wire fence. People are lovely to you or hateful, Just as you love them or hate them. This is not mere seeming, but actually true. Love is the light in which we see and live. • Hates are malarial mists, in which we blindly grope and miserably die. Do you hate anybody? If so you had better blot it out of your being. This is An Easy Test. Sprinkle Allen’s Foot-Ea»e in one shoe and not in the other, and notice the difference. Just the thing when rubbers or overshoes become necessary, aad your shoes seem to pinch. Sold ev erywhere, 25c. Don’t accept any sub stitute. The Man Who Pays. If there is any particular individual in this world who should have an extra stnr in his crown when he shuffles off this mortal coil and takes his seat with the saints nbove we believe it is the man who, while toiling here below, paid his debts as they came clue, or at least made an honest effort to do so. Really we believo that debt-paying is going to be one of the requisites neces- snry to pass St. Peter, and that many a "good citizen” whose record is full of flagrant lapses in this respect will have serious trouble getting in at the golden gate. Too mnny people go through life on tho plnn of letting the man they owe do the worrying. Too mnny of us are prone to become care less when our own sordid aims are in tho balance, nnd we need a wholesome revival of tho sacrcdness of our obliga tions. There is something wrong in the make-up of the man who doos not worry about his debts. Some individuals with means amply sufficient to pay what they owe prefer to invest their money and reap divi dends. or store it in a bank’s strong box, while their creditors’ noses are held to the grindstone. Others would pny if they had more money than they need, but feel under no obligation to retrench or stint themselves in order that the men they owe may be paid; while others still will not pay at all— they do not contract debts with the in tention of paying them. The latter class are undesirable, in nil that the term implies. "The poor ye have always with you," nnd misfortunes are liable to befall the mun with the highest respect for his obligations, rendering it impossible for him to pay his debts, but these form only a small percentage of the debtor class, and nn honest debtor’s in ability is never taken advantage of by un equally honest creditor. What an impetus would he given to business—how many sleepless nighes and how muny failures would he avoided if every man in Georgin made a firm resolve to-morrow morning to pay what he owes, as far‘as lay in his power. Millions of debt would be dis carded, credit and confidence restored, and we would all he immeasurably happier, nnd none any poorer. Almost every business man in every town and city in the .country has felt the blight of bud debts; it is the mill stone about the neck of industrial prosperity. No mun has the right to take his neighbor's substance without rendering value received. In truth, the noblest work of God is an honest man. _ Scotland has a great reputation for learning in the United States, and a lady who went over from Boston ex pected to find the proverbial shepherd quoting Virgil and the laborer whcTHacl Burns by heart. She was disillusioned in Edinburgh. Accosting a policeman, she inquired a* to the whereabouts of Carlyle’s house. "What Carlyle?” he asked. "Thomas Carlyle,” said the lady. "What does he do?” queried the guardian of the peace. "He was a writer—but he’s dead," she faltered. "Well, mudnm,” the big Scot in formed her, "if the man is dead over five years there’s little chance of find ing out anything about him in a big city like this.” DECIDE YOURSELF. The Opportunity is Here, Backed by Newnan Testimony. Don’t take our word for it. Don’t depend on a stranger’s state ment. Read Newnan indorsements. Read the statements of Newnan citi zens. And decide for yourself. Here is one case of it; A. G. W. Foster, living near North Jackson street, Newnan, Ga., says; "I would not take one hundred dollars for the good Doan’s Kidney Pills afforded me; in fact, I can say that they have made a new man out of me. Probably due to advanced age, my kidneys were badly out of order and caused such in tense pain through my loins that I could hardly get about. At night I was restless and unable to sleep and would arise in the morning tired and worn out. My general health was being gradually undermined and I was at a loss to know what to do. The kidney secretions were very scanty and quite frequent in action. When I procured Doan's Kidney Pills at Lee Bros’, drug store, I hardly thought that they would help me, us I had used so many reme dies without any benefit. I soon changed my opinion of them, however’ as I had taken them only a short time when every symptom of my trouble was banished." I am now in the best of health, considering my age, and only wish I could let every sufferer from kidney trouble know of the great value of Doan’s Kidney Pills.” For sale by all dealers. Price 50 cents. Foster-Milburn Ce.. jjfrgitle, New York, sole agents for tae United States. Remember the name—PetiV -o—1 take no other. mark Even the heeler may toe the and put his best foot forward.