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A Georgian's Services to
The South's Cotton Growers
ELSEWHERE on this page there is re
produced from the Sylvania Telephone
an article by Judge W. H. Boykin, . -
Screven county, one of the State’s leading
planters and highly regarded citizens, touch
ing Senator Hoke Smith’s services to South
ern cotton growers. Now that the dust and
heat of the preferential primary are over, so
that facts can be viewed in an impartial and
impersonal light, the record to w’hich Judge
Boykin draws attention deserves to be con
sidered, not as a matter of politics, but of
simple justice and truth. Those who in the
recent campaign opposed Senator Smith most
emphatically can join now with those who
supported him, in reviewing a matter which
deeply concerns their common interests and
lies at the vitals of their State’s prosperitj.
Whatever our politics, we of this region all
know that cotton as the South’s chief money
crop plays a decisive part in our business a.
well as agricultural welfare, and thus affects
the happiness of millions of human lives.
Given a fair yield and a fair price, the grower
thrives; he pays his debts; he stimulates
trade and stabilizes finance; he improves his
farm and his family’s living conditions; he
sends his sons and daughters to college; he
liberally supports movements for the better
ment of highways and the upbuilding of
schools; he prospers, and business prospers
with him. But if the price is such as not
to pay the cost of production and leave him
a margin of earnings for other needs, he suf
fers and business suffers with him. Hence
the farreaching importance of a fair deal for
the producers of this basic commodity. By
“fair deal” we mean a market free from un
warranted restrictions, protected against par
asitic speculation, governed as far as possi
ble by the natural economic law of supply
and demand. Surely none will deny that cot-
- i.. inters, aiong with the vast range of
business and human interests dependent on
their good fortunes, are entitled to this
much.
But we live on a puzzling planet, where
sometimes the best of motives are berated
and faithful service lashed by envy’s
tongue. Because Georgia’s senior Senator
strove for a fair deal for cotton at a time
when its growers and their associates were
threatened with grave injury, if not disas
ter, he has been criticised and even abused.
Because he urged the removal of certain
foreign barriers against our cotton exports
barriers which had no warrant under inter
national jaw and against which the State De
partment acting at the President’s instance
had lodged vigorous protest, he was charged
with pro-German inclinations. And, because
he combated a movement designed to fix for
cotton a price which would have proved ruin
ous to the producer, he was charged with
impeding war measures, despite the fact
that in that very season his colleagues in the
Senate provided an additional place on the
Military Affairs Committee for the express
purpose of placing him on it, so zealous and
able were his labors for winning the war.
It is not with those baseless imputations,
however, that we are now concerned, but
with the value of Senator Smith’s watchful
and effective care for the basic interest of
Georgia’s agricultural and business affairs.
In the article to which we nave referred,
Judge Boykin, after relating how the Senator
captained the successful resistance to the un
fair and uncalled for price-fixing proposal,
declares that this service alone “saved the
farmers in Screven county thousands of dol
lars, and the State and cotton-growing belt
millions.” How true this is appears in the
fact that when it was proposed, in the au
tumn of 1918, to fix the price of cotton at
twenty or twenty-five cents a pound, the sta
ple was selling at from thirty-five to forty
cents. Moreover, the cost of its production
that year had been in some instances not less
than thirty cents a pound. Senator Smith’s
effective work at that critical juncture marks
but one chapter in a five-year record of in
valuable effort in behalf of rightful cotton
interests. Prior to 1914 he was a prime
mover in legislation which effected needful
reforms in certain practices of the New York
Cotton Exchange, practices that tended un
fairly to depress-the price of middling cot
ton. From the outbreak of the war in Eu
rope on through the aftermath of the armis
tice, Senator Smith watched and worked to
protect the market for the South’s staple crop
against Illegal barriers and ill-meaning ma
nipulators, against injustice abroad and folly
at home, against the thousand-and-one mis
fortunes and disasters with which this base
of his people’s prosperity was threatened.
Think what one may of his policy in par
ticular instances, no honest-minded observer
can deny that throughout those earnes la
bors the Senator acted with an eye single
to the good of Georgia and the South, and
that if he erred it was in excess of zeal for his
constituents’ rights and welfare. He sup
ported every war measure, whether military
or economic, wholeheartedly and with tal
ents that contributed much to the winning
of the great conflict. He asked.no special
privileges for the South, no undue exemp
tions for cotton growers; all that he asked
was equal rights and a fair deal. As a mat
ter of justice, therefore, and of honor, his
right-minded fellow Georgians, regardless of
the political past or future, will accord this
public servant of theirs the meed of credit
and appreciation which faithful and effec
tive work is due.
THE ATLANTA TRI-WEEKLY JOURNAL.
Breaking the Solid South.
SENATOR HARDING, of Ohio, Republi
can presidential possibility, furnishes
a beautiful and expressive example of
hope triumphing over experience with his
“discovery” that the solid South i« certain to
be broken and that after the November elec
tions it will be no more than a political
memory. Certainly, if Mr. Harding is nom
inated by the Republicans at Chicago, which
seems unlikely, and expects to count part of
the solid South in his column next Novem
ber, he will be a disappointed man. His
“discovery,” in fact, justifies the belief that
he is not endowed with that degree of polit
ical wisdom which one expects to find in a
President. We suspect, however, that Sena
tor Harding, instead of confidently expect
ing to break the solid South, is really look
ing for Southern support in the nominating
convention.
The break in the solid South has been a
quadrennial “expectation” for many, many
years. One generation after another has
heard the prophecy every four years. Repub
lican politicians have strained their eyes
and ears for evidences of the “break” ever
since the federal troops were withdrawn
from the South by President Hayes.
Mr. Hayes himself thought to counteract
the removal of the troops and strengthen
the Republican party in the South by ap
pointing a Tennessean to sit in his cabinet.
Evidently President Hayes and his Republi
can advisers believed the South’s solidity
was so slight a thing that such recognition
of a Southerner would break it. Os course,
President Hayes was disappointed.
The most recent effort to break the solid
South occurred in 1912, but it got nowhere,
although it was clothed with respectability
apd sponsored in spots by men of standing
in their respective communities. The Pro
gressive party and John M. Parker, of New
Orleans, were the mediums through which
the solid South- was to be broken. Mr.
Parker was nominated for Vice President by
the Progressives, and Colonel Roosevelt
headed the ticket —a combination, which, by
the way, ran ahead of the Republican nom
inees in the famous 1912 election.
Mr. Parker organized a branch of the Pro
gressive party in Louisiana, and there seem
ed a fair chance of winning the State, ow
ing to local conditions and widespread dis
satisfaction with the Democratic machine.
The “ring” was in bad, and it was the hope
of Mr. Parker and his associates that the
opportunity for swatting the machine with
out voting the Republican ticket would give
Louisiana to the Progressives. But the im
memorial tradition prevailed, and the Dem
ocratic nominees swept the State.
Breaking the solid South is easier said
than done, and when any Republican leader
like Senator Harding makes bold to prophesy
a break in a Presidential year it can be
regarded only as another evidence of hope
triumphing over experience.
Bonded Warehouse Receipts.
GEORGIA SJate banks are responding
with commendable public spirit to
the recent request of T. R. Ben
nett, State Superintendent of Banks, that
they give attention to the matter of bond
ing cotton warehouse under the provisions
of the United States warehouse act.
This movement is receiving the support of
the Federal Reserve Board in Washington,
which has taken it up with the member
banks of the Federal Reserve System; of the
Bureau of Markets of the State Department
of Agriculture, which is working out a sys
tem of grading cotton without cost to farm
ers or warehousemen; of the Georgia divi
sion of the American Cotton Association,
which is educating its members to the bene
fits of a bonded warehouse system; of Gov
ernor Dorsey in his addresses on agricultu
ral financing, in connection with the pro
posed Georgia Cotton Bank and Trust Cor
poration; and of numerous other agencies.
As pointed out by Superintendent Ben
nett in his letter to state banks, the ad
vantages of a bonded warehouse receipt
against a non-bonded warehouse receipt,
from the banker’s standpoint, are substan
tial and numerous. Where State bank ex
aminers find bankers carrying bonded ware
house receipts as collateral for loans, they
are authorized to accept these receipts at
face value as gilt-edged collateral. Where
they find receipts of non-bonded ware
houses, it may be necessary for them to
go to the warehouses and check up the ac
tual cotton. It is manifestly to the interest
of the banker, therefore, to make his loans
on bonded warehouse receipts.
Another advantage, which is bound to in
terest the farmer, is that banks are able to
handle a much larger volume of loans on
bonded warehouse receipts. Such a receipt
almost eliminates the element of moral risk.
It makes a loan a strictly collateral proposi
tion. A bonded warehouse receipt is practi
cally as good as a government bond. The
larger the volume of loans which the banks
can carry, the greater the benefit to farm
ers generally.
Rates of interest are not so important as
gilt-edged collateral, although an effort Is
being made to secure a preferential interest
rate in favor of bonded warehouse receipts.
Uniformity of warehouse receipts would be
of incalculable value to the farmers of the
south. It can only be accomplished by the
universal bonding of warehouses under the
terms of the United States warehouse act.
By that means, and only by that means—as
matters now stand—is it possible to make
uniform the warehouse receipts in every cot
ton State. Uniform receipts and government
inspection of warehouses, as provided by
the terms of the Federal act, will do more
than any other single factor in placing the
farmer’s loans upon a strict business basis,
so that he may enjoy the maximum benefits
of the Federal Reserve System.
Georgia has made a substantial start in
the direction of bonded warehouses, and the
movement is entitled to the heartiest sup
port.
The National Highway.
WORKERS in the National Highway
Association for the territory south
of Macon are warmly to be congrat
ulated upon their efforts and prospects. At
the recent meeting in Tifton, -which was at
tended by large delegations of business and
civic l leaders from the Georgia and Florida
communities concerned, highly encouraging
reports were given of developments now in
progress, and admirable plans were adopted
for the seasons ahead.
It appears that road squads are steadily
engaged along the highway from Jackson
ville to the Georgia line, paving for this
sector being provided for by the Florida
State Highway Commission. “The right of
way will be sixty-four feet wide, and the
brick paving sixteen feet with seven feet of
hard surface on either side, giving a paved
and hard-surfaced road thirty feet i- width.”
At the Georgia line, Lowndes county au
thorities will take up the work and pave on
to Cook county. Cook will carr; the im
provements to the boundary of Tift, and
Tift will complete them to Turner. Thus
there will be an excellent paved highway
from the southern border of the last men
tioned county on into Jacksonville, a stretch
of some one hundred and fifty miles.
“This,” as The Journal’s Tifton corre
spondent interestingly points out, “will
open up to the National Highway, not only
the health resorts in northern Florida along
THE COMMON GOOD
By H. Addington Bruce
THERE still are people strangely op
posed to that great forward movement
for individual and national health
represented by compulsory medical examina
tion of children and their compulsory treat
ment if found suffering from physical mala
dies and defects. And too often this be
nighted opposition thwarts remedial action
in communities where such action is sorely
needed.
The cry of “personal liberty” is raised.
The state, it is urged, has no right to in
vade “the sanctity of the home.” Parents
“should be free to judge what is best for
their children.”
Which might be plausible enough if all
parents knew what is best for their chil
dren and if all parents were willing to do
what is best for their children.
But, notoriously, all parents do not know
hx>w to protect their children’s health. No
toriously, many parents are perfectly willing
to let their children grow to manhood ana
womanhood burdened with handicaps from
which medical care in early life would have
relieved them.
In fact, there are not a few parents who,
from ignorance or criminal negligence,
would willingly permit their children af
flicted with contagious diseases to mingle
with other children.
Only recently, with the summoning of our
young men to bear arms for the national de
fense, we had concrete and appalling evi
dence of what parental ignorance and neglect
in matters of health can accomplish. Two
out of every five prospective soldiers had to
be rejected as physical inferiors, and at least
50 per cent of those rejected were the vic
tims of preventable defects.
A nation thus crippled in its young man
hood cannot look with any confidence to the
future unless regenerative action is taken.
Such action is imperative for the common
good no less than for the good of every
individual whose health is menaced.
And since adult vigor depends largely on
vigor in childhood, compulsory medical ex
amination and care of children must event
ually become the rule everywhere.
That is, it must become the universal
rule unless parental intelligence and par
ental conscience are stimulated by educa
tion so effectively that the state is really
under no necessity of invading the home to
compel parents to keep a watchful eye on
their children’s health.
Assuredly, this would be a desirable al
ternative. And those now opposing state
invasion of the home might well devote their
energy to help make that invasion unneces
sary.
Otherwise the sooner they surrender to
the inevitable the better. For to continue
to allow parents to rear their little ones to
ill health, whether through ignorance or neg
lect, is to invite national self-destruction.
And no nation will rush to destruction if it
can save itself.
So, gentlemen of the opposition, retire to
a beneficient silence.
Or, better still, use your eloquence, now
so heatedly employed in defense of “parents’
rights,” to arouse parents to an understand
ing of their duties and responsibilities.
That is the only way you can permanently
succeed in checking state invasion of the
home for the preservation of the state.
(Copyright, 1920, liy The Associated News
papers.)
HOW FAR ARE WE FROM
STARVATION?
By Dr. Frank Crane
The other day the railway men struck and
traffic in New York City was paralyzed.
The ’longshoremen, who handle shipping,
have several times seriously interfered with
the flow of goods into and out of the coun
try.
Teamsters have likewise refused to haul
food products and other freight until their
demands for more pay were met.
All of these efforts have got just so far
and failed, either because the strikers ob
tained their object and secured a raise in
wages, or because the strike was broken or
compromised.
It is noticeable, however, that each suc
ceeding wave of strikes goes a little fur
ther. Strikes are more successful, striking
bodies come a little nearer to absolute power
each year.
How about it, when the present trend is
carried to its logical end? Suppose ’long
shoremen, roustabouts, teamsters, switch
men, freight handlers and all who have to
do with the actual transportation of the ne
cessities of life are eventually so perfectly
organized that, at the ukase of the grand
boss, they all quit work at a prearranged
hour, refuse to arbitrate, and are able to
prevent strike-breakers fro mtaking their
places?
Within a few days—how long?—the
swarming population of a great city, Boston,
Philadelphia, Chicago, any city, would be
without food. Babies, with their milk sup
ply cut off, would be the first class to suc
cumb. Invalids, whose hold on life is pre
carious and dependent upon just the right
nourishment, would die. The great multi
tude of the poor, who mostly live from hand
to mouth, who have no well-stored larders,
and cannot exist three days away from the
grocery and meat market, would perish like
flies.
The well to do, of course, would be the
least affected. They can always go some
where else.
The majority of the people, anchored by
lack of means to the locality in which they
live, finding the bakery, meat shop and mar
ket empty, would break out in hunger riots,
pestilence would appear, and mad ideas rage
as pestilential as microbes.
Meanwhile the labor kaisers and the em
ployer czars would be busy at recrimination,
each blaming the other.
The government, which has shown itself
utterly unable to cope with labor troubles,
would stand agape and helpless by.
How long would it take for the mad ego
tists ruling the two armies, capital and labor,
to destroy the public, the source of both
their incomes?
How far are we from starvation?
And must we tear down our civilization
before we get sense enough to GET TO
GETHER?
(Copyright, 1920, by Frank Crane.)
the Suwanee river, but all of central and
southern Florida and the west coast as well,
through that State’s system of highways.”
With such opportunities and incentives the
counties north of the links for which pave
ment already is provided may be counted
on to perfect their own part of the great
chain, so that a highway comparable to the
best in America, and in some respects su
perior to any other, will result.
Such an inducement to motoring tourists
and seekers of rare opportunity is well
worth heralding to the world. The asso
ciation has wisely provided for a commit
tee on publicity, of which iditor J. L. Her
ring, of the Tifton Gazette, is chairman.
There is no more helpful service in the
whole great enterprise than that which
this committee can render. One of its early
duties will be to have the highway between
Macon and Jacksonville properly marked
and to see that it is listed in all road guides
and advertised in motor journals. Beyond
this lies an almost unlimited field for sea
sonable publicity strokes that will direct in
terest to the highway and to the promiseful
country it traverses.
THE RELENTLESS
WIFE
By Frederic J. Haskin
NEW YORK, May 6. This Is
popularly supposed to be a
man’s world, but there is one
* place where it certainly be
nwfu t 0 ™°P? en > and that is the do
cined th® *‘?. ns court . sometimes
called the divorce court of the
rows v rain v“ ti ? e court of family
rows, of New York. Here it is the
wh ? pays, while the . woman
laureFs gnmly ° ff with the dome stic
Presumably a man may lodge a
complaint in this court if his wife
deseits him, but few men do so. Thus
it is primarily a women’s and cl« -
- - d J e .n 3 ° ourt > Patronized almost whol
iy by disgruntled wives who are anx
lous to get even” with erring or
weary husbands. Occasionally a
mother apepars to exact support
from an irresponsible son, but moth
dence"^ aW are mor e in evi
„,A s ,. the re P° r .ter approached the
old, dingy, red-brick courthouse the
other morning, a crowd of interested
pedestrians was gathered about a
very angry young man and a very
angry old lady, who were shouting
intimate reproaches at one another
just as if they had tlie wh ole street
to themselves. The young man wore
an old brown suit, a speckled cap,
and no eojlar; the old lady was also
poorly clad in a shiny black cape and
a rakish sailor hat.
‘‘You’ve got plenty of money,” she
told the young man and the amused
crowd at the same time. ‘‘And my
daughter’s goin’ to get some of it.
The judge’ll make you pay it.”
“Nobody’ll never make me pay it ”
replied the young man furiously.
111 see them in heaven first!”
THE PROUD MALE CRINGES
But, alas for the bravado of the
male, a few minutes later this same
young man was standing meekly be-,
fore the judge’s desk in the-court
room, nodding an abashed assent to
all the serious charges against him
and weakly agreeing to contribute $8
a week to the support of his wife.
The wife is earning sl6 a week and
living with her parents, so that this
will make her total weekly income
$24, while her husband will have only
sl7 left out of his weekly salary,
statement follows:
The court room itself proved in
teresting because of its utter lack of
formality and legal pretentions. It
is more like a private office than a
court, and the judge, long since hav
ing discarded his judicial robe, sits
democratically at a long table where
also sit the defendant, the lawyers,
the court stenographer, and the pro
bation officers. To the immediate
right of this table is the witness
chair. One case is admitted to the
court room at a time to receive a
confidential hearing.
“So much nicer than it used to
be,” whispered a plump, gray-haired
probation officer to us, as we sank
into a straight-backed, shiny office
chair near the official table, having
gained our admittance by the divine
right of our reporter’s card. “It’s
just like a family caucus now. You
know, it used to be that the women
had to stand in line and take their
turns with all sorts of criminals, and
the whole neighborhood used to come
and absorb all the gossip. The poor
things were afraid to say anything
for fear every house on their block
would have the story by the time
they got home.
“Now the cases pass through our
probation department before they
are even brought into the court room.
We investigate conditions, find out
whether or not the wife is telling
the truth, and often we are able to
effect a reconciliation between the
couple before the case comes up be
fore the judge. Most of the cases
which do reach him are pretty hope
less, I. guess. Here is one of the
Worst ones we’ve had now:”
A HARD CASE
A nice-looking woman, neatly
dressed, entered the room, leading a
little boy and a girl. She was fol
lowed by a tall, slouchy man wear
ing a rumpled suit. The woman ig
nored his presence entirely-, but the
little girl stared at him curiously
for a moment and then made a
friendly move toward his chair. The
man started to draw the child to him,
then evidently thought better of it,
and stared straight ahead.
The woman took the witness chair.
She told the judge that she had been
working in a dyeing and cleaning,
establishment to support herself and
two children. She made S3O a week.
Two weeks ago she had been told by
an eye specialist that she would
shortly be blind if she remained in
the dyeing and eleaning business.
Her husband had left her and had
contributed nothing to the support
of his family since the summer be
fore. He was now living with an
other woman as his wife, the two
of them being employed by a hos
pital in Brooklyn, she said.
Upon questioning the man, he free
ly admitted that such was the case,
and complained bitterly that he had
just been discharged from the hos
pital because his wife “had made
such a howl about it.” He had been
willing to return to his family on
Christmas day, he stated magnani
mously, but his wife had no home
for him to return to.
i AN ADVANCED HUSBAND
“My word!” exclaimed the proba
tion officer, “this man expects his
wife to provide the home.”
Apparently there are some things
that can still astonish a probation
officer in the domestic relations
court. The man was placed under
bond for two years to contribute so
much per 'lyeek to the support of
his family. ■
The next case was an excited old
lady, with a deeply furrowed face
and stringy gray hair, who was ap
plying for support from her son. The
son, a dismal-looking creature who
showed his thirty-five years’ bitter
struggle with poverty, took his place
before the judge.
“What does wour son do?” in
quired the judge of the old lady.
“Anythirfg he can, I suppose,” she
said nervously.
“Who pays the rent?”
“Nobody.”
“How much money have you?”
“I ain’t got no money at all.”
“Well, don’t you know what your
son does for a living? No, answer
me. don’t speak to him.”
“He used to be a driver, and he
worked on the snow for a while, but
I don’t know what he does now.”
After many questions, the judge
finally discovered that the man was
a driver who earned $lB a week when
he workeji, but that he had been
out of work for a month or more.
This called forth a lengthy judicial
rebuke.
“There is plenty of work for every
body,” declared the judge. “You are
just lazy. Now I will give you until
next Saturday to get a job—you can
get into touch with our probation
department and they will get you
something to do. Your mother is not
an extravagant woman, and you
should not put her to the shame of
borrowing. If you are not at work
and contributing to her support by
next Saturday, I will send you to
the workhouse for six months.”
A MAN WHO WON OUT
Next came an Italian woman, with
a sullen face and a fretting baby,
accompanied by a weak-looking man
with a broad, Slavic face. They were
introduced by a social worker from
one of the city charity bureaus who
explained that the case was getting
quite beyond their abilities and that
they would appreciate some advice
from the judge. The woman had
two children by a former marriage,
and the man had two children by a
former marriage, in addition to two
children by the present marriage.
The man was an easy-going, rather
dull creature, very fond of his home
and children, and exceedingly docile
in the matter of handing over his
wages. The woman, on the other
hand, was ->bviously bad-tempered,
and completely under the domination
of her sixteen-year-old son. who, it
appeared, was the cause of all their
domestic tribulation. Among other
things, the son was fond of flour
ishing a knife when irritated, ac
cordino' to the social worker, so
that the husband had recently felt
that the wise thing for him to do
was to leave home.
This was the only case.during the
entire morning where the woman
was rebuked by the judge. She was
told to take her husband back and
be glad that she had a man who
would hand over to her his enitre
week’s wages. “Now,” said the judge,
“we'll put the boy on probation in
the children’s court.”
TUESDAY, MAY 11, 1920.
DOROTHY DIX’S TALK ON
THE GIRL I LEFT BEHIND ME
The World’s Highest Paid Woman Writer
BY DOROTHY DIX
DO YOU, O middle-aged woman,
ever meet that person, who is
the strangest person in all
the world to you, the girl
that you were when sweet-and
twenty, and whom you have left so
far behind you that you can scarcely
remember how she looked, or what
manner of creature she was?
Sometimes you come upon her pic
ture in an old album, and you look
at it curiously. How pretty and
fresh the face is! How serene and
untroubled! How trustingly the eyes
•look out upon the world! What a
bloom of rose was in those cheeks!
What gold was tangled in that hair!
How lithe and slim, as a willow
wand, that girlish figure!
It is like the portrait of one long
dead and half forgotten, and as you
look from it to your reflection in a
mirror, and see yourself stout and
grizzle-headed, with tired eyes and
with lines of care and suffering on
your face, you can scarcely believe
that you were ever she.
Sometimes the girl you left behind
you comes and sits beside your bed
in the silent watches of the night,
and you marvel at how gay and light
hearted she is. Laughter ripples
forever over her lips, and her heart
sings with just the joy of living. She
is sure that this is the best of all
possible worlds, and that her path is
going to be strewn with roses with
never a thorn among them, and that
the sun is always going to shine for
her.
It has been years and years since
you really laughed or thrilled to the
ecstacy of being. The path you have
trodden has been hard and stony,
with few flowers blooming along its
arid way and your sky has had so
many more clouds than sunshine
that you have learned to be fearfully,
forever expecting storms.
But as an echo of the girl’s gay
laughter flits back to you you are
filled with a furious anger against
those who robbed her of her joyous
ness, who stifled the song in her
heart .and wha blotted out the sun
shine from her.
And as you look into the eyes of
the girl you left behind you, you see
that they are filled with dreams —the
beautiful romantic dreams of maid
enhood that always end, like the fairy
tale, with “And so they were married
and lived happily ever afterwards.”
She dreamed of a lover as hand
some as a prince, and as noble as
Sir Galahad, who would find her and
claim her for his own, and that they
would go through the world with his
strong arm about her, protecting her
from every hardship, and their souls
one, in a rapture of perfect compan
iOYouP smile• cynically at the girl’s
vision of married life, from which
the last tattered rag of romance has
been torn for you so long ago. Your
prince has grown fat and bay
windowed. Your Sir Galahad rows
with you over the bills, and doles
out your carfare to you. It has
been ages since he gave you a kiss
CURRENT EVENTS OF INTEREST
Dr. Mercher, a resident of Paris
and a member of the French Acad
emy of Medicine, after <Mt extended
investigation has that
during a period of five, months in
1917 a total Os 3,690,000 shells fell
on the front of the three French
armies. z/
The shells, according Mer
cher. killed 13,265 men swd wounded
55,412. According to his figures, it
took a total of 395 shells to kill
one man, and one-fourth as marly to
wound one.
Increase of ttye existing surtaxes
on individual and corporation in
comes so as to prevent either from
exceeding $500,000 a year over and
above present exceptions is proposed
by a bill isrued at Washington by
Representative Griffin, Democrat, of
New York. The.%e taxes under the
bill would begin with a 55 per cent
levy on net income in excess of
SIOO,OOO, and would be increased by
5 per cent for each additional $50,000,
becoming 100 per cent on income ex
ceeding $500,000.
Word has been received here from
Sebastopol, Crimea, that Crimean
children are living under frightful
conditions, and some welcome death
as a relief from suffering, says an
appeal sent to Colonel James A. Lo
gan in Paris by Rear Admiral New
ton A. McCully, in command of
American naval units in the Black
sea. The appeal asks that some as
sistance be given in caring for little
ones whose lives are in peril.
“Cannot Russian children be in
cluded in the work of the American
child Relief fund?” Admiral Mc-
Cully asks. “In Crimea there are
20,000 children in need. I today Vis
ited an orphanage where for the en
tire day the children had only bread
and a tea made from apple peelings.
Many are sick and a number showed
fingers blackened by freezing during
the extreme cold of the past winter.
The children themselves ask to be
allowed to die.”
Twenty-five seconds —one of the
shortest sentences on record in Fed
eral courts—was imposed by Judge
Landis, of Chicago, upon Jesse
Nash, negro, charged with tamper
ing with the mails.
As Nash walked to the courtroom
door in custody of a deputy mar
shal the judge called “Time’s Up!”
and the prisoner was released.
Nash admitted obtaining posses
sion of letters written by his wife
to another man. He exhibited the
letters in court, and after reading
them Judge Landis fixed the penalty.
Forty-five women of the Church
Hill neighborhood, Hopkinsville, Ky.,
have Off. anized the Churchill Grange
and Old Clothes club with the slogan,
“No more silk stockings until tobac-
SENATOR SMITH’S WORK FOR FAIR
PLAY FOR COTTON
(The Sylvania Telephone)
Mr. Editor: I have no desire to
butt in on the campaign that is now
being waged for the presidency, by
the respective aspirants who will go
before the people, on Tuesday nixet,
except to see that each, as far as lies
in my power, shall have a square
deal.
In May I think it was, 1917, I at
tended a meeting of the cotton grow
ers of Georgia, called in the room of
the house of representatives at At
lanta, for the purpose of protesting
the government’s fixing a price on
cotton, as it was generally conceded
that if a price was fixed it would oe
around twenty or twenty-five cents
a pound, basis middling. With J. D.
Weaver, of Dawson, J. H. Mills, of
Jenkinsburg, and A. W. Evans, of
Sandersville, was selected as repre
sentatives from this meeting to go
to Washington to protest price fixing.
On our arrival in Washington we
went immediately to the Georgia dele
gation in congress to get their views
and assistance in the matter.
We then went to Congressman
Lever of South Carolina, who was
chairman of the agricultural commit
tee of the house. He very promptly
informed us that such a bill had been
prepared, and submitted to him as
chairman of the agricultural commit
tee, and that it had the approval of
the president, and fixed the price of
cotton, basis middling, at 20 cents per
pound, but he had. as chairman of the
committee, pigeonholed it.
not come before the committee for
action. He further stated to us, that
if it did come, the lower house would
pass it just as it was written, and
that if a fight was made on it. that
it might go before the house by be
ing attached as a rider to the agri
cultural appropriation bill, in which
event it would pass, in spite of him
self and the other southern con
gressmen.
With this information we went to
the senate, and were there informed
by senators from the various cotton
states, that they ■would fight the
proposition if it reached the senate.
We were informed by several sena
tors that if we could get Senator
Smith, of Georgia, to take hold of the
fight, we woulfi be assured we would
win and it wcy*ld never carry. We
accordingly went to the office of the
that was not a duty kiss, flavored
with ham and eggs, and you know
with a bitter certainty that nothing
you could do or say would raise one
tenth of the thrill in his breast that
a two-point rise in stocks does.
But you could weep with pity for
the girl whose dreams were to be
swept away so soon. They might
have left her her illusions. They
might have let her hide the sordid
ness of every-day living even from
her own eyes with her cloak of ro
mance, but no one took the trouble
to do it. They waked her from her
dream, and life became ashes and
dust and cinders in her teeth.
The girl you left behind you was
so full of faith in all that is fine
and high, and she had ideals that
reached to the stars. She trusted
life and was unafraid. She believed
in humanity and ached to be of serv
ice to it. Her faith and love was
a religion.
It sears your soul to remember
how the years and experience took
from the girl her beliefs, one by
one, and changed her into the sus
picious, cynical, selfish, worldling you
have become. Sorrowing and suf
fering taught her fear. Ingratitude
made her distrustful. She saw love
turn traitor to the breast that warm
ed it into life. Hard experience
taught her that only the selfish and
self-seeking can hold their own in a
self-centered world. It was when
she had learned this lesson that the
girl’s face lost forever the soft look
it wore in the picture.
Oftenest when we meet again the
girl we left behind us we ask her
wistfully where it was, along the
years, that she lost the high inten
tions with which she so confidently
started out. She was going to do
great things. She was going to
write a book, or compose music, or
interpret a play that would be an
inspiration to humanity.
When she married she was not
going td sink into the rut of small
domestic interests that other women
fall into, but she was going to live
a broad, free life full of intellectual
and artistic interests. She was go
ing to be a wife who would keep
her husband keyed up to the best
that was in him, a mother who would
develop her children into super-men
and super-woinen, a housekeeper
whose home was run without jar
or friction, as if by magic.
Alas for the good intentions of
our girlhood! The book is unwrit
ten, the song unsung. We are poor,
weak, erring wives and mothers just
as our neighbors are, vexed over the
servant problem and wrestling in
efficiently with the high cost of liv
ing, and we smile as we remember
the egotism of our youthful plans.
Sometimes she comforts us, some
times she saddens us, this girl we
left behind us, whom we glimpse
sometimes In a passing* memory or
in a rare, tender look in our hus
band’s eyes.
(Dorothy D’x’s articles will ap
j thls P a P er every Monday,
Wednesday and Friday.) z
co reaches 40 cent a pound.”
They also have affiliated with the
Christian County Overall club.
Threatening the Democratic parts'
with the loss of the women’s vote in
W isconsin if the men leaders dare to
temporize in any degree “with the
wets,” Mrs. Clinton M. Barr, state
vice chairman of Wisconsin women
Democrats, addressed the meeting in
Milwaukee of Wisconsin Democratic
national convention delegates and
women.
"The Democratic party now has the
opportunity to gather to it almost
the solid women’s vote,” said Mrs.
Barr. “Even Republican women are
disgusted at the antics of the Repub
lican senate. If you put a plank in
the platform at San Francisco which
gives light beer and wine or makes
other concessions to the wets, Wis
consin women will not vote for the
Democratic party.”
The four alternates at large named
include two women, while six women
were among the district alternates
chosen.
Women have been invading the do
mains of men for some years, but few
will follow the lead of Johanna
Maestrick, of Portugal, who has blos
somed out as a full-fledged bull
fighter.
At an early age the pretty torera
was taken to Portugal to witness a
bull fight. Her feminine susceptibil
ities, far from revolting at the spec
tacle, were aroused to a keen desire
and determination to emulate the
prowess of the toreador.
A teacher of the art was so struck
with her keenness, physique and
beauty that he offered to become her
instructor. She made her first ap
pearance at Oporto recently, where
she quickly laid out two ferocious
bulls and rode off in triumph amid
thunders of applause.
Women cannot be delegates to
state conventions of the. political
parties and cannot be candidates for
county offices, according to interpre
tations of the Indiana laws promul
gated by the state board of election
commissioners. The board had pre
viously ruled that women could not
vote at the state primary elections
on May 4.
According to dispatches received
from Agua Prieta, Sonora, Mexican
revolutionists would welcome the
assignment of an officer of the Unit
ed States army as military observer
to accompany General P. Ellas Calles,
minister of war under the revolu
tionary provisional government, ac
cording to a message received today
from Governor Adolfo de la Huerta,
temporary head of the Liberal Con
stitutionalist movement.
senator who at the time was absent.
He soon came in and when we stated
our business, he told us he had al
ready learned of our presence in the
capital and our mission and imme
diately after reading the proceedings
from newspapers in Atlanta, he had
gone to work to combat the fixing of
a price for cotton. He then related
to us, that a bill had been approved
by the administration, fixing the
price at 20 cents per pound. That
it had been introduced by a Demo
crat from Pennsylvania, but that he
fearing it would pass the house had
called a conference of the southern
senators and they agreed with him
that they would fight the bill if it
reached the senate. That he had
not stopped with this, but he had en
listed, in the fight a sufficient number
of western senators who would
stand by the delegation to defeat the
bill to fix the price. We insisted
that the senator see President Wil
son, and insist that the bill be with
drawn, which he agreed to do.
The day following, Senator Smith
took up the matter with President
Wilson, and protested on behalf o*
the south at the fixing of a price of
20 cents basis middling for our cot
ton. Finally after arguing the mat
ter with the president, who seemed
to want to do the fair thing, but
seemed inclined to think 20 cents was
a fair price, Senator Smith
ed the president that he proposed to
fight the bill if offered, and stated to
President Wilson, “my first duty is
my care for my wife and children,
my second to my constituency .’n
Georgia, and I must inform you Mr.
President if the price is attempted
to be fixed, I have already with me
twenty-five southern senators who
are pledged to fight it, and i» addi
tion a sufficient number from the ag
ricultural states of the west already
pledged to defeat it.’’ It was then
that President Wilson replied, “Sen
ator, I admire your stand for your
section. In view of your statement,
and the very able manner in which
you have presented this matter, you
have my assurance there will be no
price fixing so far as the government
is concerned.” Smith save farm
ers in Screven county thousands of
dollars by this, and his state and the
cotton growing belt millions.—
(Judge) W. A. Boykin.