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NEWNAN HERALD & ADVERTISER
VOL. XLIX.
NEWNAN, GA., FRIDAY, MARCH 6, 1914.
NO. 23
Farmers’
Supply Store
We have now entered fully into the new
year, and, as usual, are well prepared to take
care of the trade of the friends and customers
who have taken care of us.
Those who did not sow oats in the fall
should do so now, using an early variety of
seed, because all feedstuffs will be high. We
have for sale the famous 90-DAY BURT OATS
—a variety that we can recommend highly.
GEORGIA CANE SYRUP in 5-gallon and
10-gallon kegs, half-barrels and barrels. The
PEACOCK BRAND is the best syrup made,
and we can sell it at jobbers’ prices.
A full line of PLOW TOOLS, STOCKS,
TRACES, HAMES, BACKBANDS and BRI
DLES. Can dress up your jnule with a com
plete outfit for the plow. HUTCHESON ROPE
for plow-lines.
Will say, in a general way, that we carry
in our store everything needed on a well-regu
lated farm. We buy for cash, in car-load
lots, and you will find our prices as low pro
portionately as cash discounts in buying can
make them.
Come to see us. You are always welcome.
IG.
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Spring GardeningJ
It is time to plant your garden. Of course you
know when to plant, but we wish to call your atten
tion to our full and select stock of garden seeds. We
have all kinds of seed —
Irish Potatoes, Corn and Beans, (in the bulk,)
Watermelon Seed, Cantaloupe Seed, and a full as
sortment of D. M. Ferry package Seeds.
We have a few packages of Wood’s Britner seed
less tomatoes—considered by those who have raised
them to be the best variety or. the market.
We carry also a big line of garden tools, and all
kinds of hardware.
'’Phone orders promptly filled.
’Phone 148, or drop in at 17 Greenville street
and let us supply your wants.
1
Darden-Camp Hardware Company
ON’T KEEP TINKERING . WITH YOUR WHEEL
R.
Jackson St.
Bring it here if there is any
thing wrong and we’ll make
it right in one quarter the
time you would spend on it
and then make a poor job of
it after all. We repair bi
cycles in the “know how”
way. See w'hat’s wrong at
once and go about the right
way of fixing it. We are
right in our charges too.
L. Askew
- - Newnan, Ga.
LIFE’S MIRROR.
There are loyal heartH. there are npirits brave.
There souls that are pure and true;
Then give to the world the best you have.
And the bent will come back to you.
Give love, and love to your life will flow.
A Htrcnffth in your utmost need;—
Have faith, and a score of hearts will show
Their faith in your word and deed.
Give truth and your gift will be paid in kind.
And honor will honor meet;
And a smile that is Bwoet will early And
A smile that Ih just us sweet.
For life is the mirror of king and slave,
'Tis just what we are and do:
Then give to the world the best you have.
And the beat will come hack to you.
— [Madeline M. Bridges.
The Reason Why Husbands and
Wives Lie to Each Other.
Dorothy Dix, in Atlanta Grorglnn.
All husbands and wives lie to each
other. Otherwise Reno would be the
largest city on the map. It is the more
or less white, or gray, or black lib that
makes domestic life tolerable.
Probably ever married couple regrets
this necessity of dallying with the truth
and diluting it down to the degree that
makes it sit comfortably on the family
stomach. Certainly it is not the high
ideal with which a bridal pair Btart out.
They are strong for veracity and per
fect frankness, but after one or two
run-ins with the plain, "blunt facts they
go quietly and secretly and unostenta
tiously off and qualify for membership
in the Ananias and Sapphira clubs, for
they perceive that speaking the truth
is a luxury that we can indulge in free
ly only with our enemies, and occasion
ally with a friend, but never, never
with our husbands or wives.
Unless; of course, you are one of
those born fighters who are never hap
py except when h$, or she is in a scrap.
And most of us are poor-spirited crea
tures who like some degree of peace at
home—which is not compatible with too
much truth.
As a matter of fact, neither husbands
nor wives will endure the truth. Each
forces the other to lie. Each is actu
ally driven into prevarication when he
or she would much rather tell the truth.
For instance, a man doesn’t really
enjoy lying to his wife about staying
downtown of an evening. It hurta his
self-respect, and degrades him in his
own eyes to have to concoct a fairy tale
about having to work overtime, or a
man from Oshkosh having come on to
see him about some important trade, or
having to sit up with a sick friend, and
he despises both her and himself as he
goes into a telephone booth and tries to
put his weak fabrication over the wire.
He would much prefer saying:
‘‘Hello, is that you, Maria? Well, this
is John. Say, I’ve met up with a bunch
of the boys and I’m going to stay down
town and have dinner and play poker.
Yep. We’ll have plenty to drink, and
I am staying because I want to, and be
cause I’ve got a right to enjoy myself
in my own way occasionally, and I ex
pect to have a bully time, and goodness
knows when I’ll be home. So don’t sit
up for me."
That’s the truth that the man would
like to tell his wife, but he doesn’t dare
do it. So he tries to subdue the joy in
his voice, and whines out something
hypocritical about wishing he could
come home and be with his darling lit
tle wife, and how he hates to be kept
away from her, and so on. And Maria
has forced him to be a liar, because she
wouldn’t stand for the truth for a min
ute. Any man who would admit that
he had Bpent an evening enjoying him
self outside of the bosom of his family
would meet such an ocean of tears that
he would be drowned in it. Therefore,
the prudent man puts on the life-pre
server of falsehood before he approach
es the briny deep.
And women force their husbands to
be liars regarding other women. Nine
ty-nine wives out of a hundred will
naively remark to you: “It is so queer,
how unobservant my husband is. He
never notices how a woman looks, or
what she has on, or anything about her.
I will say to him, ‘wasn’t that a beau
tiful woma.i we passed just now on the
street?’ or ‘isn’t that woman a stunner
in that opera box?’ And he’ll say: ‘Oh,
I suppose so. 1 never noticed her.’
Honestly, I believe all women look
alike to him. I never saw a man so
indifferent. ”
And you smile as you reflect what a
gorgeous liar her hubby is, and you
know perfectly well that wifey is re
sponsible for his mendacity. He ac
quired that vice after his first incau
tious remarks after the wedding about
some peach that he referred to in terms
of admiration. He hasn't forgotten
what occurred on that occasion, and
henceforth it is discretion and lies for
his, where other women are concerned.
If men are driven to the use of sub
terfuges in matrimony, how much more
so are women! An absolutely truth
ful wife is an unthinkable proposition.
She never has, and never will exist.
All even moderately veracious women
are old maids.
No man will endure the truth from
any woman. Still less will he put up
with it from his own wife. Men re
quire to be bamboozled by women.
They like it, and demand it as their
right.
Every woman who gets along in rea
sonable peace and comfort with her
husband has to do it by art and di
plomacy, and not by plain, above-bonrd
dealings. She has to pretend that
things are true that Bhe would have to
be a fool to believe. She has to act the
hypocrite, and keep it up, or else there
is trouble.
Women don’t enjoy this. They would
far rather speak the truth if their hua'
bands would let them, but they won’t.
A woman would like to come out flat-
footed and tell her husband that she
wants a new dress und intends to have
it, and that she thinks she earns about
nine times more than she ever gets by
cooking and sewing and the mending she
does, and that it makes her perfectly
sick to have to wheedle every cent she
gets out of him, and that she thinks
he’s a self-conceited, egotistical old
mush because he can be worked by a
little soft soap.
But she doesn’t tell him the truth.
On the contrary, she lies to him about
how grand and noble and smart and
big he is, and how generous she thinks
he is to give her a dress, and how lucky
she is to have such a husband. And as
she finishes she says to herself: “There!
—you made me do it. And the sin’s on
your soul, not mine.”
Nor does she dare tell him the truth
about how tired and bored she gets of
his society, and how glad she is to go
away in the summer and leave him, and
Bhe pities him for how he’B going to
misB her and the children, and then
both of them wonder if the other is as
big a fibber as he or she is.
And so it goes, and the more gifted
the romancer the more esteemed is he
or she as husband or wife, for truth has
no place in the domestic circle. It iB
ever the most unwelcome guest, and
the minute that a husband and wife be
gin telling each other their real opinions
and the unadorned factB in the case,
they are headed for the divorce court.
The Burning of Columbia.
Jaa. Callaway in Macon Telegraph.
Dr. Joseph Le Conte was one of the
most distinguished scientists of the
nineteenth century. When a young
man he practiced medicine in Macon.
He taught at Oglethorpe University,
and was afterwards professor at the
University of Georgia and at Columbia,
S. C. After the war he and his even
more celebrated brother, John, became
professors at the University of Cali
fornia.
He married Miss Bessie Nisbet, of
Midway, near Milledgeville, and wub
known to many Macon people. During
the war he and his brother, John, had
charge of the Confederate Laboratory
at Columbia, S. C,, and were engaged
in the manufacture on a large scale of
many kinds of medicine, alcohol, nitric
ether, podophillin, etc. The whole army
was supplied by this laboratory with all
medicines, except Buch as ran the block
ade. The two brothers became world-
renowned scientists, receiving great
honors in Europe.
The autobiography of Dr. Joseph Le
Conte is as thrilling as a novel. Learned
as he was, his autobiography is written
in the easy narrative style. Listen to
his story of the burning of Columbia by
Sherman:
“Our forces evacuated the city early
on the morning of the 17th, the Yan
kees entering and taking formal pos
session about 9 o'clock. Gen. Sherman
personally promised the mayor, Dr.
Goodwin, complete protection and per
fect security of personal property, and
during the day everything was quiet.
A number of officers, however, among
them a colonel quartered in my brother’s
(John Le Conte) hquse, hinted about
certain rockets that would signal the
destruction of the city. About 7 in the
evening, after ten hours of peaceful
possession, when there were no Confed
erate soldiers in fifteen miles, these
signal rockets went up from various
parts of the city, and instantly fires
burst out everywhere. In one hour Co
lumbia waB a roaring, surging sea of
flames. The streets were filled with
ten thousand yelling soldiers, running
from house to house with flaming
torches, and even stealing their trinkets
from the frightened women who rushed
out into the streets from their burning
houses. Every house within the city,
except those within the campus walls,
was pillaged, and most of them first
pillaged and then burned. Thu college
buildings were not burned, as they were
used for hospitals for soldiers on both
sides. ”
What a contrast between the conduct
of Gen. Sherman in his march through
Georgia and Carolina, and Gen. Lee in
Pennsylvania! Sherman was without
even the excuse of military necessity,
for the Confederacy was rapidly totter-
imr to its fall. It was barbarous war
on helpless women and children. The
policy of the two generalH illustrates
the character of the two armies.
Bending the twig does not always in
cline the boy.
Equity in Divorce Cases.
Macon Nowh,
A timely and very sensible sug
gestion comes from the Columbus
Enquirer-Sun as to the matter of hand
ling divorce cases in Georgia. Judge S.
P. Gilbert, of the Superior Court of the
Chattahoochee circuit, now editor of
The Enquirer-Sun, probably wrote the
editorial on the subject. What he says
is the fruit of his personal observation
from the bench. The wisdom of his re
marks is such as to command attention.
Judge Gilbert proposes that divorce
cases be taken out of the law branch of
the court and given over to the equity
side. That is, take the granting of di
vorces away from jurors and give the
authority to the Judge, investing him
with the right to inquire into such mat
ters, unfettered by rules of evidence
and procedure. Be says:
WImt is the remedy?
We muBt reclaim for the rightful tri
bunal the adjudication of divorce trials.
Equity is the appropriate place.
The tJudge, sitting as chancellor, is
unfettered by the rigid rules of law.
ThuB, under rules and in a manner
suited to each case, the chancellor may
seek anywhere for truth.
His advice, counsel and tact may heal
a breach.
Failing in this, his decree can be
framed with care instead of haste—with
justice rather than merely law.
In this manner the question of tem
porary alimony is already handled. Per
manent alimony should uIho be; indeed,
the whole structure should be under the
jurisdiction of equity, and the State
should provide compensation and re
quire each case to be defended by com.
petent counsel.
This occurs to The News to bo the
most practicable suggestion yet made
for reaching the divorce evil. It is one
that could have come only from a Judge
whose experience in presiding over di
vorce proceedings convinced him of the
utter futility of the present system as
preventing the granting of divorces un
der improper circumstances. Either
Judge Gilbert’s idea should be incorpo
rated into the law of Georgia, or the
State should be represented by an at
torney in all uncontested divorce cases,
so that the exact truth may be laid be
fore the juries.
A Hot Roast, This!
Ilrainbridgn (Ga.) Post.
Frequently you hear one aBk, “What
is the matter with Bainbridge?” Noth
ing, except that so ftiany of tho wives
of poor men try to join society, and
keep their husbands so deeply in debt
that they would not enjoy good times if
money hung on trees. Bainbridge has
more poor society folks thuh any town
we know of, and family comfort is sac
rificed by our women to keep up a pace
which they are not able to stand. Ev
erybody knows them, hut hates to say
who they are. Women without roofs
over their heads dress in silks and jew
els, and have to be introduced to their
babies weekly. That is what is the
matter with Bainbridge. If a goodly
portion of our society women would re
tire from society long enough for their
husbands to catch up with their debts
times would be better here, and many
a grocer and butcher would be enabled
to pay his debts, keeping the money in
the local channels of trade. Unfortu
nately, the women send their cash to
Atlanta or some New York house for
the latest things in clothes and milli
nery, and the home man carries the un
paid bill. That is one thing the matter
with Bainbridge.
Another thing that is the matter with
Bainbridge—folks here have been
known to mortgage their houses and
other property to buy automobiles, und
investing money due the grocer, the
butcher, the home merchant, the buker,
etc., in gasoline. Funny, too, when
you watch our auto desk rs here;—they
never try to sell a car to a man not
able to own one. They do nothing to
forward this condition at all —which is
just a mad desire to do u little more
than their neighbors.
The Post has no desire to he iconoclas
tic, but if it could say anything to re
move the fact that the married women
of Bainbridge—a goodly portion of them
— are too frivolous to be mothers; too
thoughtless for such a God-given re
sponsibility; delegating mother-care to
a negro girl three-fourths of the time;
exposing their babies to infection from
diseased negro nurses well-known in
the realms of vagrancy. Nothing un
common to sue a baby in the cure of a
street-walking negro girl in some out-
of-the-way place where the child hears
profanity before it can pronounce the
word “mother.” Another thing that is
the matter with Bainbridge.
Chronic Stomach Trouble Cured.
There is nothing more discouraging
than a chronic disorder of the stomach.
Is it not surprising that many sulfur for
years with such an ailment when a per
manent cure is within their reach and
may he had for a trifle? “About one
year ago,” say l\ H. Beck, of Wake-
lee, Mich , T bought a package of
Chamberlain’s Tablets, ami since using
them 1 have felt perfectly well. I hud
previously used any number of differ
ent medicines, but none of them were
of any lasting benefit.” For sale by
all dealers.
“Lead, Kindly Light.”
John Henry Newman, one of Eng
land’s most distinguished scholars,
poets, educators and theologians, was
horn Feb. 21, 1801, and died Aug. 11,
1890.
With all the achievements of his re
markable career, he is especially re
membered for three events of world
wide interest—his share in the religious
controversy variously known as the
“Tractarian,” and the “Oxford” move
ment, his passing from the Anglican to
the Komnn church, of which he became
a Cardinal, and his composition of the
hymn that is familiar in every part of
the world.
In the latter part of 1832 Dr. New
man. while in Rome, was prostrated
with mnlariul fever. On recovering
sufficiently to return to England, he
took passage on a boat as far as Mar-,
Bellies. When in the Strait of Bonifa
cio, between Corsica and Sardinia, the
vessel passed into a severe storm.
With the wind and waves raging fu
riously and the sky black with impene
trable clouds, the passengers became
panic-stricken under tho belief that the
vessel would not survive the storm. Dr.
Newman paced the deck, awed by tho
s tuation, and deeply engrossed with
the religious movement in which ho had
become a central figure.
Suddenly, on the night of Jan. 16,
1833, there appeared a slight rift in the
dense clouds, and out of it a solitary
star beamed forth hope and encourage
ment. Dr. Newman was so impressed
with this omen that he bared his head
and uttered the prayer, “Lead, kindly
light, amid tho encircling gloom; lead
Thou mo on!"
This was a prayer of double import—
that the vessel might reach port in
safety, and that he might be divinely
directed in what he believed to be a
special call to him for service at home.
After the storm cleared he wrote the
immortal hymn, which can bo best un
derstood by a knowledge of the circum
stances that inspired it.
You Can’t Earn Money When
You’re Laid Up.
There are a lot of people in this town
who cannot afford to bo sick. Perhaps
none of you feel that you can, but cer
tainly some of you can’t, for as soon as
you are sick, your wages stop and wor
ry and debts begin to pile up. The sen
sible thing for you to do, as soon as you
feel run-down and worn out, no matter
what the cause, is to take something
just as quick as you can to build up
strength and health. Make yourself
more comfortable and provide against
serious sickness.
We don’t believe there is any other
medicine made that will do as much to
wards saving your health and thus help
ing you to Have your money as Rexall
Olive Oil Emulsion. It is a medicine
that gets right at the trouble and re
lieves it by toning the nerves, enrich
ing tho blood, ami giving new strength
and health to the whole body. It doesn't
do this by means of alcohol or habit
forming drugs, because it contains
none. Its strength and health-giving
power is due to pure Olive Oil and the
HypophoHphites, long indorsed by suc
cessful physicians, the one for itB food
value, the other for its tonic value.
Here, for the first time, they are com
bined, and the result is a real nerve,
blood and body-building medicine—a
real strengthener that we are proud to
tell you about. You don’t need to hes
itate in using it, because if it doesn’t
do all we say it will and satisfy you in
every way, it will coBt you nothing. If
it doesn’t make you strong and well
again, come back and get your money.
It will be given to you without word or
question. Sold only at the more than
7,000 Rexall Stores, and in this town
only by us; $1.00. John R. Cat* Drug
Co.; Stanley-Johnson Co., Newnan, Ga.
A miner got killed, and a tactful as
sociate was delegated to break the
news to the widow.
So the tactful fellow called at her
house and said:
“With your golden hair, blue eyes
and pink and white complexion, ma’am,
you’d brnuk every heart in town if you
wore widow’s weeds.”
The young woman laughed and
blushed for pleasure.
“Oh, go on!” she said.
“And you are a widow, too,’’ Baid
the tactful miner quickly, seizing his
chance. “Bill’s legs and arms were
juBt blown off in an explosion. But, by
jimminy, ma’am, ain’t you goin’ to
look good in black, though?”
Plain Truth That's Worth Money.
Using Foley’s Honey and Tar for a
cough or cold may save you hoth Hick-
nesB and money. F. F. Monahan, Men-
ornonie, Wis., says: "I am exposed to
all kinds of weather and I find Foley’s
Honey and Tar Compound always fixes
me up in good shape when I catch cold
or have a had cough. I recommend it
gladly.” Itefuse substitutes. For sale
by all dealers.
“You say you haven't anything to be
thankful for?” said the clergyman to
one of his parishioners. “Why, look at
your neighbor. HayeB; he has just lost
his wife by influenza."
“Well,” said the parishioner, “that
don’t do me any good; I ain’t Hayes.”
For Weakness and Loss of Appetite
The Old Standard general strengthening tonic,
GROVE’S TASTELESS chill TONIC, driros out
Malaria and builds up the system. A true tonio
and sure Appetizer. For adults and children. 60c.