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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.
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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
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