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4 THE TRI-WEEKLY JOURNAI ATLANTA, GA., 5 NORTH FORSYTH ST. Entered at the Atlanta Postoffice as Mail Matter of the Second Class. Daily, Sunday, Tri-Weeklv SUBSCRIPTION PRICE TRI-WEEKLY Twelve months $1.50 Eight months SI.OO Six months 75c Four months 50c Subscription Prices Daily and Sunday (By Mail—Payable Strictly in Advance) 1 Wk.l Mo. 3 Mos. 6 Mos. 1 Yr. Dailv and Sunday 20c 90c $2.50 $5.00 $9.50 Daily 16c 70c 2.00 4.00 7.50 Sunday 7c 30c .90 1.75 3.25 The Tri-Weekly Journal is published on Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday and is mailed by the shortest routes for early delivery. It contains news from all over the world, brought by special leased wires into our ’ office. It has a staff of distinguished con tributors, with strong departments of spe cial value to the home and the farm. Agents wanted at every postoffice. Lib eral commission allowed. Outfit free. Write R. R. BRADLEY, Circulation Man ager. The only traveling representatives we have are b’ F. Bolton, C. C. Coyle, Charles H. Woodliff, J. M. Patten, Dan Hall. Jr., W. L. Walton, M. H. Bevil and John Mac- Jennings. We will be responsible for money paid to the above named traveling representatives. NOTICE TO SUBSCRIBERS The label uaed for addressing your paper shows the time your subscription expires. By renewing at least two weeks "before the date on this label, you insure regular service. In ordering paper changed, be sure to mention your old as well as your new address. If on a route, please give the route number. We cannot enter subscriptions to begin with back num bers. Remittances should be sent by postal order or registered mail. Address all orders and notices for this Department to THE TRI-WEEKLY JOURNAL, Atlanta, Ga. —■ 1 "■ 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.