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NEWNAN HERALD & ADVERTISER VOL. X LIX. NEWNAN, GA., FRIDAY, MARCH 20, 1914. NO. 25 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 mule 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. Keep Your Drinking Water Cool Without one extra Penny for Ice The same ice that keeps ^ your food in perfect con dition, cools your drink ing water too, in the Automatic Refrigerator It has a wonderful “built in” water cooler which occupies what is waste space in other re frigerators, between ice and food chambers. Provides an abundance of deliciously cold water, free from impurities and food flavors. DARDEN-CAMP HARDWARE COMPANY Newnan .... Georgia You’ll Never Want to Walk Once you have experienced the joy of motorcycling. You’ll let others tire them selves with long tramps. You’ll go many times as far as they, be back before them and feel better. We can prove it if you’ll let us. Askew Newnan, Qa. WHERE’S MOTHER? When father came from work at night, Before he’d wash his hands and face, Or hang his hat upon the peg. His glance would wander ’round the plnce, And if dear mother’s sunny head Was not within his vision’s kon He’d search for her from room to room, Upstairs and down and all, and then He’d stop and nsk— "Where’s mother?” But if he found her in her chair He’d phtter olT about the lot,* And pick a moss of early greens, Or fix a chicken for the pot; He’d mend a fence or set a hen. Or do somo other homely chore, With only now and then n glance Toward the half-open kitchen door That.seemed to ask — ’’Where’s mother?” When mother left us. sorrowing, He followed her within a day; And while we laid white tlowers around His smooth-brushed hair as white as they. We could but think that when the light And beauty of that wondrous place Burst on his nawly-quickened gaze, He must have raised an eager face, And simply naked — “Where’s mother?” —[Marion Parka. R. ii Jackson 5t. Putting Yourself in Your Wife’s Place. Dorothy Dix. I heard a man talking about his wife the other day—he began with his wife and ended with all the women in the world. 'What is the matter with them?” he said bitterly. “Are they all going crazy, or what? I am a good husband, if I do have to say it myself to get any one to believe it; I work like a bond slave for my wife and family; I devote most of my waking hours and some of my sleeping ones to thinking of new ways to make more money, and more money, and more money for her and the little fellows. ‘My wife has a new hat whenever she wants one, and I never complain about the bill—even if it does make me feel blue to see it sometimes—a hat and a feather, $35. Why, it’s enough to take a man’s breath. And she goes away in the summer and takes the children and has a fine time for three months, and she has a good home, and —yet is she happy? “She is not. “She is miserable, perfectly miser able, and she makes me miserable too. ‘Where have I been?’ ‘Who gave me that play bill?’ ‘Where did I hear that song I’m whistling?’ ‘Who was the woman who stared at me so in the theatre the other night?’ ‘Why don’t I love her any more?’ , “And she’s not the only one. My brother’s wife is the same—worse, if anything. My brother can’t spend an evening out to save his life without his wife wanting to know exactly where he went and whom he saw, and all about it—and she doesn’t believe him when he tells her the truth.” Nice little preachment, wasn’t it? And the man meant it. You could see that by the look of irritated, puzzled misery in his face. V/hat is the matter with us anyhow, girls? I wonder if anyone knows? For one thing, it’s the mystery of the thing (hat puzzles us. Did you ever think of that, Mr. Man? What if the person you loved best in the world, the person you left every one you ever cared for just to be with, went away every day to a mysterious place he called downtown and stayed all day, and came home speaking with the speech of aliens, looking with the look of strangers, always thinking, thinking about something you didn’t know a thing about? Wouldn’t you wonder sometimes what it all was that made him so absent-minded? Wouldn’t you wish he’d tell you something about it once in a while, just enough so you could vis ualize his day to somo extent and have some sort of vague idea what it is that he does—down there in the barred city where you must never go? You know every step your wife takes all day long—she wants to tell you all about it—and when you don’t listen she thinks you are tired of her. It wouldn't bore her to hear all about what you do, but you never help her out a bit. You see, she’s in love with you; you’re fond of her, but you are not in love with her. That isn’t the way you acted when you were in love. Don’t tell me! She may not know much, hut no woman on earth is there who can’t tell when a man really loves her, and when he stops loving her, too —so you might as well stop going over that fiction once and for all. She’s in love and you aren't - that’s all. Help you any to know that? Well, maybe not, but it may help your judgment of her and your sympa thy, too. Just think back a year or so and remember how you used to feel about her. That will help you to re alize that 6he is having rather a bad time of it herself just now, too. Morbid, unbalanced, irritating — of course it is—all of these things, hut so is the life the woman who loves leads— morbid, unbalanced and irritating from start to finish. You'd go crazy in six months if you had to live it, shut in all day with a baby; no one to speak to but the grocer’s boy and the postman; no big ambitions, no great hopes; just little i things, little, little, from morning to night. Don’t scold your wife; don't be cross with her; get her mind off the little suspicions and little stupid curiosities by telling her a few things she’d dearly love to know. Toll them to her with out her asking, and see how surprised and delighted she’ll lie. She’ll take just as much interest in you and your affairs as Jones, and yet you talk and talk to Jones. Think it over, Friend Husband. Put yourself in the place of the poor little puzzled thing who’s been tied into a corset every morning of her life, and had her poor little tootsies pinched, and her poor head made to ache by some fool kind of hair dressing, ever since she can remember, just to get ready for you and for love; and then she finds out that love is just a part of life after all and not all of it, as she had been carefully taught to think, and she’s all at sea. Put yourself in her odd, con fused, mixed-up place and see if you can’t see what’s the matter with her. Maybe you can, and if you do you’ve won the battle before it is fought. Try it and let’s hear from you—we’d like to know. Mothers, Young and Old. Tampa Tribune. There is too much of a disposition to make the reverence for “mother,” symbolized by “Mother’s Day,” ap plicable only to the older mothers — mothers whose children are middle- aged, and whose life work is mostly done. Mother with silver hair — mother whose wrinkled brow is the emblem of many a difficulty conquered—of a host of self-sacrificing toils worthily accom plished—is indeed amply deserving of veneration. But isn't it time to say a good word for the younger mothers?—the mothers who are bringing up the rising genera tion, and are, upon the whole, doing it well, in a stress of complexities, of ex acting social conditions, which were un known to the mothers of fifty years ago? There are many reasons why the young mother is entitled to sympathy. She is, as the saying goes, “under fire,” and, too often, unjustifiably so. If her husband fails in business, it is laid to her extravagance. If the oldest boy is “wild,” it is because mother was too busy with “bridge,” or the Browning Club, or music, or the new gowns, orsulTrage, to know what the youngster was doing with his evenings. If the girl is frivolous, owlish heads are wagged, and caustic tongues are eager to tell how nothing else could have been expected, in view of the mother’s frivolity. In New York the other day a college professor scored mothers for paying too much attention to embroidering the children’s clothing, to the neglect of adorning their minds with fairy stories and poetry. It does seem as if this is pretty far-fetched. Ever since needle work became decorative, embroidery has been associated with ind istrious hands and homey habits. Only a little while ago an American novelist, in a story of cynical sarcasm on married life in this country, satirically con trasted the restless ambition of an American wife with the domesticity of French ladies, who sat all day long over their embroidery. These jibes and innuendoes are beginning to take on the guise of persecution of the young mother. There were good mothers in the old times. But, to be a good mother, a woman doesn’t necessarily need to date back to the eurly 60’s. Let us give the twentieth century mother her due. DEEDS, NOT WORDS. Newnan People Have Absolute Proof of Deeds at Home. It’s not the words but deeds that prove true merit. The deedH of Doan’s Kidney Pills, for Newnan kidney sufferers, have made their local reputation. Proof lies in testimony of Newnan people. Mrs. A. M. Askew, 7G E. Washing ton street, Newnan, Ga., says: “The cure Doan’s Kidney Pills made in my daughter’s ease has been permanent. Since then I have taken Doan’s Kidney Pills myself and have been cured of annoying symptoms of kidney com plaint. 1 he trouble was brought on by an attack of la grippe which weaken ed my kidneys. The kidney secretions were unnatural and caused me no end of distress. 1 felt weak and run down and was indeed in bad shape when I got Doan's Kidney Pills from the Lee Drug Co. It did not take them long to remove the trouble.” For sale by all dealers price 6< cents. Foster-Milburn f , Buffalo New York, sole agents f- the Hailed States. Remember the name—Dime’- m take no other. There’s hardly any way tn he such a nuisance a# to have Btrorig convictions. To Cure a Cold In One Day TakeLAXATIVKBKOMOQuinine. It «top« the Cough end Headache and work* off the Cold. OrucfiaU refund money ii It faila to cure. E. W, CHOVK'8 aignature on each box. 29a Facts About the Panama Canal. William R. Scott in Lcalla’a. Time required to go through the ca nal, from ten to twelve hours. Freight will be charged $1.20 a ton. Passengers are free. American coastwise ships rnuy pass through free of all charges. The canal will save 8,000 miles be tween New York and San Francisco. Now York is brought 5,000 miles nearer Valparaiso and the west coast of South America. Our Atlantic seaports are -1,000 miles nearer Australia. The distance to the Philippine Islands is not reduced materially. Bulk products like wheat, lumber, minerals,, wool, hides and wines will get lower freight rates through the ca nal from Pacific ports. Staple products of the South—cotton, iron, coal, lumber ami ship supplies— will have similar advantages to the Orient and Pacific ports. Immigration will be deflected in large numbers from New York to Pacific ports. The cost of operating the canal will exceed $4,000,000 annually. About 2,500 employes will bo re quired. To pay interest on the investment and operating expenses approximately $15,000,000 revenue per annum will be needed. Traffic experts estimate that for the first few years the average annual ton nage will be 10,000,000 tons—not enough, at the $1.20 rate, to make the canal self-supporting. The rates charged vessels aro the same as those passing through the Suez Canal. The Government will monopolize the business of supplying coal and provis ions, and operating repair facilities. Great dry-docks, wharves, ware houses, repair shops and other facili ties, to cost $20,000,000, are under con struction. All permanent buildings will be of the Italian renaissance style of archi tecture. The route of the canal will be beautified with trees, etc. Storage for 450,000 tonB of coal is provided. Oil, 100,000 barrels. • Monster 270 ton floating cranes will handle wrecks or accidents in the canal or locks. Warships of all nations may pass through the canal, but cannot linger more than 24 hours at either end, in time of war. The Interstate Commerce Commis sion has jurisdiction over canal traffic. Chamberlain’s Tablets for Constipa tion. For constipation, Chamberlain’s Tab lets are excellent. Easy to take, mild and gentle in effect. Give them a trial. For sule by all dealers. Moral Courage. A. M. O’Connell. How much better off this old world would be if we had just a little more moral courage. Courage to acknowledge ourselves in the wrong, it we know that such is the case. Courage to pay the seamstress the $5 we owe her instead of spending that umount on a gift for someone to whom it means so little. Courage to wear our last winter’s outfit until we are able to pay for a new one. Courage to furnish entertainment for our friends within our income—not be yond it. Courage to live in a small house and do with one maid if we cannot well af ford to live in a more pretentious style. Courage to speak cordially to a friend in shabby dress, though we be in com pany with one of tho “smart set” and richly gowned. Courage to he nice to the refined young woman who has gone bravely into the business world in order to make things easier for those at home. She may be as well worth knowing as the rnuchly - sought - after Mrs. Vere de Vere. Courage is the quality which men de light to honor, hut, alas! how few there are among us who possess it! Disordered Kidneys Cause Much Misery. With pain and misery by day, sleep- disturbing bladder weakness at night, tired, nervous, run-down men and wo men everywhere are glad to know that Foley Kidney Fills restore health and strength, and the regular action of kid neys and bladder. For sale by all dealers. The failure to provide books and papers in the average farm home is one greut reason why the average farm boy or girl does not study harder in school. BookR are the tools with which education does its work. What’s the u n e knowing how to read unless you ac lua’ly re. d after you learn how? So ii the lather and mother do not read b«.oks and papers and find pleasure in them, how can they expect the children to show an eagerness to learn to read? The ’Squire Explained. Detroit News-Tribune. They iwere sitting around the stove in the lobby of the village tavern, and just when a silence had fallen upon the group one man turned to another and asked: “ 'Squire Perkins, if you don’t mind, I’d like to ask you a question.” The ’squire didn’t say whether he minded or not, but tho other went ahead with: “It’s about this 'ere high cost of liv ing. Have you tiggured out what's the reason for it?” “I have,” was the nnswer. “Then I’d like to hear it.” “Did you raise any wheat, corn or oats last year?” “Nope.” “Any potatoes?” “Nope.” “Raised nothing whatever to eat?" “Guess I didn’t.” “Just ate all you could of what other folks raised.” “Looks that way.” "And sot around ami lot your wife take in washing and support you?” “Why, she likes to wash.” “Well, I've answered your questions. You, and 100,000 lnzy loafers like you, have boosted the cost of living!” There was a minute of suspense, and then the questioner yawned and ex claimed: “Well, liy thunder! I’ve keen puz zling over this ’ere matter for more’n a year, and here you've solved it in three minits!” This New Medicine Saves You Money. We are druggists right here in your town and make a living out of the drug business, but it is because people have to have drugs and not because we like to see people Buffer —we don’t. Our duty is to render the best Bervico we can, and when someone is ailing, we are interested in seeing them take the heat medicine there is for their partic ular trouble. We don’t recommend “cure-alls,” us we don’t believe there are such things, We don’t want you to spend more than you have to. Some of you get small wagOB, and when you’re sick, none at all, and you should get tho most you can for your money. We recently came across a new rem edy for increasing strength and build ing up people who are run-down and emaciated. We know that a slight trouble sometimes groWH into a serious one, and to stop it in the beginning, will save you money in the end. ThiB new compound is called Kexali Olive Oil Emulsion. It ih the best remedy, when you are run-down, tired-out, ner vous—no matter what the cause. It doesn’t merely stimulate you und make you feel good for a few hours, but takes hold of the weakness and builds you up to a healthy, normal condition. It is a real nerve-food tonic and build er of good blood, Htrong muscle, good digestion. It contains Ilypophosphites, which tone the nerves, and pure Olive Oil, which nourishes the nerves, the blood and the entire system. Pleasant to take. Contains no alcohol or habit forming drugs. We promise that if you are not perfectly satisfied with it, we’ll give back your money as soon ur you tell us. Sold only at the 7,000 Rexall Stores, and in this town only by us. $1. John It. Cates Drug Co. and Stanley - Johnson Co., Newnan, Ca. “What heaven is, I know not; but I long have dreamed of its purple hills and its fields of light blossoming with immortal beauty; of itH brooks of laugh ter, and its rivers of song, and its pal ace of eternal love. I long have dreamed that every bird which sings its life here may sing forever there in the tree of life, and every consecrated soul that suffers here muy rest among its flowers and live and love forever. I long have dreamed of opal towers and burnished domes; but what care I for gates of pearl or streets of gold if I can meet the loved oneB who have blessed me here, and see the glorified faces of fath er and mother and the boy brother who died among tho bursting buds of hope, and take in my arms again my baby, who fell asleep ere her little tongue had learned to lisp ‘Our Father who art in heaven.’ What care I for crown of stars and ha^p of gold, if I can love and laugh and sing with them forever in the smile of my Savior and my God.” — Bob Taylor. Plain Truth That's Worth Money. Using Foley’s Honey and Tar for a cough or cold may Have you both sick ness und money. F. F. Monahan, Men- omonie, WiB., 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 bad cough. I recommend it gladly.” Refuse substitutes. For gale by all dealers. A eoat now and then of Davis’ Old Colony Wagon Paint preserves your wagons and farm implements und makes them look like new. For aale by W. S. ASKEW CO., New nan, Ga. J