Newnan herald & advertiser. (Newnan, Ga.) 1909-1915, April 17, 1914, Image 1

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Newspaper Page Text!.l - 1..I L \ \ I Anrnrdlnff to a conservative bbu« I appreciate the voUm ana iuppor* w NEWNAN HERALD & ADVERTISER VOL. XLIX NEWNAN, GA., FRIDAY, APRIL 17, 1914 NO. 29 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. T. G. a U. C. V. RATES • TO THE Reunion, Jacksonville, Fla. A. B. & A. Railroad “Official Route’’ From Central Alabama SPECIAL THROUGH TRAINS. SLEEPING CARS. COACHES Lv Schedule May 5 Veterans’ Special — Newnan (A. & W. P. R. R.)... .7.20 p. m. Lv. LaGrange (A. B. & A. R. R.) 10.50 p. m. Ar. Jacksonville (A.fC. L. R. R,)...7.55 a. m. Schedule daily 7.25 a. m. 8 35 a. m. 8.50 p. m. Hound trip fare $6.80 6.40 Tickets sold May 3d to 7tk, inclusive. Return limit May 15th, unless extended. Special train will return leaving Jacksonville 7.30 p. m. May 8th and daily at 3.25 p. ni., arriving Newnan at noon. Ask your friends to join you in this most interesting trip to Florida. Get further information in detail from nearest A. B. &. A. ticket agent. W. W. CROXTON, General Passenger Agent, Atlanta, Ga. W. W. BREEDLOVE, Ticket Agent, LaGrange, Ga. Fleet As 11 Jackson St. The Bird on the wing, one of our motorcycles will take a long or short distance in record time. Without a hit of work on your part either. Owning one will make you independ ent of railroad, time or space. Better see them and try one out just for sport. Askew Newnan, Ga. UP TO YOU. Life’s n hunch of roses In a sky blue vase. And n bunch of pansies, with a baby face In each blossom of 'em looking out at you; Life's a world-wide playground; life’s a task to do. T Life’s a winding highway nroinff out of town; Life’s a winding 1 byway lending; round and down To where strenms are running;, rippling; in the sun; Glad days are the short days; sad days and the long;. Life’s a winsome maiden, smiling; up at you; Live's a lover’s lane, too. you may wander through; Life’s a littlo cottage in an inglenook. Standing; in the Bhadows by n winding; brook. Life’s n thing; of struggle, fretting- and despair— Climbing; up and fallinR-rushin^ hero and there; Life’s as you shall mnko it—love and skies of blue* Or a grumbling- journey. Life is up to you. —Judd Mortimer Lewis. THE NEGRO IN HIS LAIR. S. F. Davis, of Indianola. Miss., in Memphis Com mercial-Appeal. From early childhood I have been a constant observer and an ardent admir er of the wondrous works of God. In my early days birds, bees, bugs and flowers were a never-ending source of pleasure to me; and when a lad of more mature years I have lain for hours in the shade of some friendly tree and played with a toad frog or June bug uutil the dinner horn blew, when I was erroneously supposed to have been dili gently hoeing cotton. In after years 1 have sat silently on the seashore and watched the tides ebb and flow; I have climbed lofty mountains and looked down upon the clouds; I have de scended into the valleys and stood on the banks of the world’s greatest river and watched its turbulent waters roll by; I have looked above into the star decked dome of heaven and gazed upon the far-away planets and comets per forming their stupendous and harmoni ous revolutions, and have seen written upon the face of all nature the glory and wonder of the great Creator. But I have always, and do now, regard the negro as His masterpiece. He stands alone in a class to himself; and, while the Yazoo and Mississippi Delta is pe culiarly suited to his needs, yet he can adjust himself to any kinds of climatic conditions and live and die happy under the most trying circumstances. He can lie down beneath the scorch ing rays of a noonday sun and sleep the sleep of seven sleepers of old without suffering any evil effects from it what ever; or he can weather the fiercest winter gale, clad only in a pair of cot ton overalls and a blue jumper. He can also wear an overcoat to a Fourth of July celebration, or a pair of linen pants and an alpaca coat to a Christmas tree, and be perfectly comfortable. And, strange as it may seem, any body’s clothes will fit him, and look nice on him. King Solomon, in his de clining years, when he had become thoroughly disgusted with high society and fast living, said that there was nothing new under the sun; that he had gone all the gaits and had seen the whole show, from the free exhibition to the grand concert, and that there was nothing to it, or words to that effect. But it will be remembered that he never had any negroes to deal with, or he would have had a new problem to solve every day of his eventful life. There is nothing else like the negro under the sun. He sees all things, hears all things, believes all things, and has implicit faith in everything he sees or hears, and stands ready at all times 'to step aboard of anything that comes along, from a young mule to a flying ma chine. Wireless telegraphy is nothing new to him; he has used it for ageB. Every negro’s mouth is a transmitter, and ev ery ear a receiver. If anything of im portance happens on a plantation to night, every negro for forty miles around will know it by morning. Sunday is his special day, by custom and common consent, and if you have any business to attend to in town on Satuvday, attend to it early and get off the streets before you get hurt. A ne gro cannot see you unless you owe him something, and if you get in his way he is liable to step on you, sit down on you, or back you up against a brick wall and smother you to death. He does not do these things, or any of them, through evil design, as many sometimes sup pose, but he simply cannot help it if you get in his way, for he is busy and cannot look out for you. Saturday is his “rashions” and news exchange day, and in addition to having all those things on his mind, he has to shake hands with every other negro woman he meets. You had better take out an accident policy or get off the streets on Saturdays. The standard “rashions” for a negro is a peck of com meal, two pounds of sugar, one pound of coffee, three pounds of salt meat and one gallon of black molasses a week — but he can consume all Gf this at one sitting if necessary; or if he is working for you and boarding himself he ean live a week on three soda crackers, a box of sardines and five cents' worth of cheese. In other words, his stomach is built on the general plan of an old-fashioned accordeon, and ei ther contracts or expands, according to the pressure brought to bear upon it. He ie also immune to nearly all kinds of poisons, and can swallow the most deadly drug with impunity. I remem ber of -having a negro working for me one time who was having chills and was suffering with severe backaches. I got him a bottle of chill tonic to take and a bottle of liniment to rub his back with. The liniment was labelled in box-car letters, “Poison: For External Use Only,” and 1 cautioned him about it when I gave it to him; but for three days and nights, before I found it out, he had been rubbing his back with the chill tonic and taking a tablespoonful of the liniment three times a day before each meal, with excellent results. Onan- another occasion 1 was sick and had a ne gro to wait upon me. The doctor opened a can of antiphiligistinetomake a plaster for my side, and left the can on the kitch en table, and when my negro went in to get his supper he mistook it for a can of peanut butter and ate the whole of it without ever discovering his mistake. The negro does not lay up treasures on earth where moth and rust would corrode them or where thieves might break through and steal, but when he has any money or other valuable thing he immediately puts it in circulation, and the things in which he usually in vests are never of a permanent or last ing nature. He spends much money each year for legal and medical advice, presumably for the purpose of finding out what he ought to do, so that he may do the opposite, for it is a well-known fact that a negro was never knowki to shut a gate or follow anybody’s advice about anything. He is also an ardent admirer of the work turned out by the dental surgeon, and deep down in every negro’s heart there is a secret longing to some day have a gold tooth in front, and one on a plate, so that he can take it out and look at it and put it back at will. He is likewise a great admirer of art, and in nearly every negro’s home, be it ever so humble, there hangs a life-size crayon portrait of himself on the wall right opposite the door, where you will be sure to see it a3 you come in the door. The rest of his surplus money he usually spends for entertainment; pref erably an excursion, but anything else in motion will do. I have frequently stood on the street corner on a cold, gloomy winter day and watched as many as fifty negroes, who would not average 50 cents each, and none of whom had on clothes enough to flag a hand-car, clinging to a merry-go-round, as it went round and round, grinding out that well- known and much beloved melody, “Oh, Bill Badey, Why Don’t You Come Home,” and their front teeth shining like the keys on a “baby grand” piano, while hundreds of others, who did not have the price of a ride, were standing in half-frozen mud shoe-mouth deep, cheering them as they came around. All things are pleasing to him. A cir cus or a funeral are equally enjoyable, but a protracted meeting, followed by a big baptizing, or a term of the Circuit Court followed by a public hanging, is his chiefest delight. The negro was once the white man’s slave, but that was only for a short time, and was a part of the great scheme which God had in mind to bet ter prepare him for the enjoyment of the things which He meant to bestow upon him in the future. By long and close association with the white man he learned his ways, (and his most in nermost thoughts,) and can now size him up and classify him just as accu rately as a cotton-buyer does the dif ferent grades of cotton, and can do it much quicker. He is no longer a slave to man or Mammon, and, verily, that scripture which says: “The last shall be first and the first shall be last,” has already come to pass, and the negro now has a re serve seat in the front row. If any good things are to be had he is sure to get his share. One day a negro asked me if I thought a negro had a soul. I told him I most assuredly did; and if he did not have one it was the ouly thing I had ever heard of a white man having NO REASON FOR IT You Are Shown a Way Out. There can be no reason why any reader of this who suffers the tortures of an aching back, the annoyance of urinary disorders, the pains and danger of kidney ills will fail to heed the word of a resi dent of this locality who has tound re lief. The following is convincing proof. Mrs. J. B. Bridges. 614 W. Solomon St., Griffin, Ga., says; "I suffered a great deal from headaches and dull pains through the small of my back and at times I was so lame I could hardly get about, I often became dizzy and was bothered by the kidney secretions, when a friend adVised me to try Doan's Kidney Pills, f got a supply and it did not take them long to relieve me. My system was toned up-and my kidneys were restored to A normal condition, I haven’t suffered from kidney com plaint since. I gladly confirm the en dorsement I gave Dban's Kidney Pills gome years agoi“ Price 50c, at all'dealers. Don’t simply ask for a kidney remedy—get Doan’s Kidney Pills—the same that MrB. Bridges had. Foster-Wilburn Co., Pro prietors, Buffalo; N-. Y. that a negro did not got, if he stayed with him long enough. The negro has no great problems to Bolve. There is no race question, so far as he is concerned. Ho enjoys the so ciety of all races, ages and nationali ties, and will minglo freely with any of them. He enjoys with equal pleasuro the companionship of a 5-year-old white boy, or an aged Chinaman who is una ble to speak or understand a single word of English, for in either case he gets to do most of the talking. The tariff question or the currency question does not interest him in the least. Silver is his standard, and ho does not want any other kind of money. Neither does the Mexican situation wor ry him. All those things are the white man’s troubles. But if the white folks want to whip Mexico or anybody else, for any cause, (or without any cause, for that matter,) and will fur nish him with the arms and ammuni tion, and will back him up in it, he will be glad to do it for him. The road question is the only question that ever gave the negro any real trou ble; but that was when he was subject to road duty. Happily for him, that burden has also been shifted to the white man, and the roads of Mississippi are now being worked by taxation, and all he has to do is to pack them down after they are constructed. Neither does the levee or the want of a levee bother him. That is some more of the white folks’ trouble. If we have an overflow, or do not have one, it is all right with him. If we do have one, he is the first to have a boat and get out into it and paddle around from morning until night, with the blessed assurance that there will be no more work done while it lasts, and that he tvill draw his rations from his landlord or from the Government, (and some times both,) until it subsides. Whenever a negro tires of country life he moves to town, acquires a char coal bucket and a tailor’s goose, forms an alliance with Home white man’s cook, and, with his living thus assured, opens a cleaning and pressing establishment. He then gets out Monday morning and gathers in the Sunday clothes of the white clerks of the town. After wear ing them himBelf every night during the week, he gets up Saturday morning and treats them to a gasoline bath, flat tens them out with a red-hot iron and rushes them home to their owners, so that they may wear them Sunday, col lects a $1.50 for his services and goes on his way rejoicing. But should there be any special occasion in town on Sat urday night which he wishes to uttend heholds back the best Buit that he hap pens to have on hand and wears it him self, and carries it home Sunday morn ing, if he happens to wake up in time; otherwise its owner can lay in bed over Sunday, and he'will bring it back some time the following Monday. If perchance his fancy does not run to cleaning clotheB, he gets himself a gasoline stove and other paraphernalia wherewith to defeat the vagrant stat ute, and sets up a lunch counter, where he serves all such as care to come his way, irrespective of race, color or pre vious condition of servitude, with ham burgers, hot catfish and beef sausage, and some spirits of fermonti on the side. But should neither of these voca tions appeal to him, he usually opens a colored barber shop, with a pool-room and crap table in the rear. As soon as the city authorities become obnoxious to him, however, he goes back to the quiet country life—usually right after the Christmas holidays-and joins himself to a cotton planter, and by his written contract, duly executed in duplicate, obligates and binds him self to cultivate and gather a crop of cotton on the land therein described, and on the strength thereof proceeds to eat up anywhere from $5 to $300 worth of grub while he is waiting for the ground to get in Hhape to plow; but it very frequently happens that when the trees begin to bud and the birdB begin to sing Mr. Negro is seized with a wan derlust, and suddenly disappears, and the people who once knew him know him no more forever. Every Mississippi town also has its full quota of negro wo men, who, like the lily, toil not, neither do they spin, yet the Queen of Sheba, in all her glory, was never clad like unto one of them. Surely, the negro is fearfully and won derfully made, and his ways are past finding out. To-morrow never cornea, but the morning after the night before always shows up. Low Excursion Pares to Savannah On account of the fourth annual meeting National Drainage Congress, to be held at Savannah April 22-25, in clusive, the Central of Georgia will have in effect extremely low fares, tickets to be sold April 20, 21 and 22, and for trains scehduled to reach Sa vannah before noon of April 23, final limit April 30, 1914. Prominent men from all over the world are expected to be present and a mammoth floral pa rade is being arranged. For full information aBk your ticket ! agent. Joined the Angels. (N. It. W., in "Life." Mrs. Mary Joinem, wife of our es teemed townsman, William Wood Knott Joinem, passed away last evening at her home, No. 400 Quality street, a vic tim of chronic clubitis. The news of her demise conies as an expected shock to her intimate friends, who have real ized for several years thnt she was, at all times, more or less clubmatically in toxicated. Mrs. Joinem was prominent (n musi cal, literary, social and religious circles, and will be sadly missed by a large army of admirers, who followed closely in her footsteps, hoping to attain the heights upon which she so majestically stood. As president of the Musical Club, vice-president of the Research Club, secretary of the Art Association, and treasurer of the Civic Improvement So ciety, Mrs. Joinem did a great deal to encourage the development of intellect ual ideals and establish an interest along artistic lines for the betterment and beautificution of our city. During the past two years she held the position of contrnito Holoist in the Swelldom Avenue church. She was also a faithfnl teacher in the Sunday- school, and an enthusiastic worker in both Home and Foreign Missionary So cieties, The establishment of the Day Nurs ery and the Old Ladies’ Homo are due largely to the untiring efforts of Mrs. Joinem. A few days prior to her death she received her appointment as one of the directors of the Girls’ Industrial School at Safotown. This honor, added to that of secretary of the County Hu mane Society, (which office she has ably filled for some time,) is evidence of the esteem in which she was held by those in authority. (Vs a member of the Anti-Cigarette League, Associated Charities, Monday Morning Bridge Club and the Married Ladies’ Whist Club, Mrs. Joinem con tributed a great deal to the interest of the meetings. Besides a husband, who has the sin cere sympathy of the community in his accustomed loneliness, Mrs. Joinem leaves a son, William Wood Knott Join em, jr.. aged 15 years, whose where abouts are unknown, he having left home after a misunderstanding with his parentB about two years ago, and a daughter, Nellie, whose elopement with Mr. Noah Kount, last June, created quite an excitement in our city. Mrs. Joinem had been engaged for some time in the preparation of a val uable book, “Loving Links in the Fam ily Chain,” which would have been in the hands of the publisher soon. Mrs. Joinem expired while presiding at u meeting of the Neighborhood Con versation Club, an organization of re cent date. Her last words were, “Those in favor say ‘Aye’.” W. M. Golden, Bremen, Ga., says: “Foley’s Kidney Pills are the best rem edy I ever used for kidney and bladder troubles, also for rheumatism. I can never Bay too much for them, and any person having kidney trouble, backache or rheumatism, should be very glad to find such a wonderful remedy.” For sale by all dealers. Good Medicine. While shouting corruption charges at one another till they wore hoarse, the various candidates in New York paused occasionally, and, to reBt their raw, Btrained throats, told a story in easy, conversational tones. Thus John A. HennesHy said one evening: “A Tammany contract could no more be free from graft than Old Hobs Tar tar’s sulphur medicine was free from alcohol. “Old Hobs Tartar walked into the druggist’s one morning with an im mense black bottle that he wanted filled with sulphur and whisky. “ ‘This is the way I allers have it fixed,’ said Old Hobs to the druggist. ‘I have sulphur up to thar—’ “He put his finger about half an inch from the bottom of the bottle. “ ‘And the rest I have all whisky. And this here’s the way I ifse it: When 1 want a dose of sulphur, why, I jest nhuko her up afore I drink, and when I don’t want no sulphur, why, I don’t shake her. See?’ ” HAVE PRETTY HAIR Thick, Soft, Fluffy, and no Dandrttff —Use Parisian Sage. If your hair is losing its ( natural 1 color, coming out and splitting, or lkdks that enviable softness, a loss and beauty, do not despair—pretty hair iB largely a care. If it is too thin make it grow. If it is harsh and brittle soften it up — lubicate it. If you have dandruff it is because the scalo is too dry and flakes off. Freshen up the scales with Paris ian Sage-all dandruff disappears, falling hair and itching head ceases, your hair is doubly beaotifnl. Parisian Sage, sold by John R. Cates Drug Co., and at all drug counters, is justjvhat you need—a large bottle costs but 50c. It surely makes the v *iir lus- troUB and seems twice as abunr f. You cannot be disapointed in Pari ti Sag».

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Newnan herald & advertiser. (Newnan, Ga.) 1909-1915, April 17, 1914, Image 1