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“What Is Best for Georgia?"
Puts Factionism to Shame
A HIGHLY noticeable and significant
fact in the Georgia Senatorial contest
is the temper of calm reasonable
ness in which most of the newspapers of the
State are weighing the issues. With one or
two unhappy exceptions, they have put off
the rancorous partisanship of other days and
planted their discussion upon the broad, high
ground of what is best for the Commonwealth!.
Here and there, it is true, old prejudices and
hates are heard hissing again, and men are
urged to vote as emotional factionists rather
than as thoughtful citizens with a mind single
to the general good. But .this attitude is
becoming so rare that it is less like a living
species of politics than the bones of some
strange reptile from earth’s long-forgotten
past, now exhibited among the curios of a
museum. There was a time when it was
quite the mode to denounce your political op
ponent as a liar, a traitor, a scoundrel, a Bene
dict Arnold, a viper and a polecat all in one.
Os course, the hurlers of these feckful
phrases knew that she gentleman to whom
they referred was not really a viper and not
really a Benedict Arnold. The campaign
over and its asperities calmed, they not in
frequently would concede him to be useful
and upright; and if in the course of mortal
nature he was gathered to his fathers, how
their obituary harps would twang! The
amusing thing, however, is that it never oc
curred to them what howling fishwives they
were making of themselves.
To see how happily times have changed
one has but to glance at the run of comment
on the present Senatorial contest—fairly
gathered and fairly presented comment, that
is to say, not the garblings and distortions of
a hysteric press agent. Hear, for example’,
the quiet, but cogent, reasoning of the Moul
trie Observer: “Only four weeks remain of
the political campaign in this State. You
"have only four weeks to forbear, four weeks
to guard against making an ass of yourself.
Four weeks of controlling your temper and
refraining from heated arguments will bring
you the rewards of peace and the esteem of
your fellows.” As for efforts to revive past
quarrels irrelevant to present issues: “Many
hatreds are being brought out of the closets
and many old warriors, snipers, insurgents,
bearing wounds and harboring grudges of the
bast, are coming forth to fight anew the bat
tles that should be forgotten. Shall a for
ward-looking man, interested in truth, jus
tice, fair play, a free vote and a fair count,
worry because the professional politician and
he professional fighter is sounding an alarm?
iVe think not. It is better to compose your
;elf, control yourself, think for yourself, and
jpeak for yourself, trusting to the righteous
ress of your cause and the spirit of fairness
ind justice in which you seek to influence
others to win men and votes to your cause.”
What a world of difference between this
houghtful attitude and the wild gesticula
ions of certain enemies of Georgia’s senior
Senator! Apparently they have but one aim,
nd that is the defeat of Hoke Smith, re
gardless of the interests of the State. Is it
o be wondered' that with so petty a pur
>ose their appeal is to prejudice and faction
sm, or that in venting their partisan gall
hey lose sight of the broad interests of their
Commonwealth? Says the Dublin Courier-
JCrald in a keen survey of the situation:
“It was not to defeat Watson that
Governor Dorsey was entered, but to fur
nish fuel for the hoped-for consuming
fires of hatred against Senator Hoke
Smith. As an Atlanta newspaper writer
recently stated in Dublin, ‘We don’t care
who whips Hoke Smith, just so he is
whipped.’ ”
There you have the unmasked spirit of the
:hief opposition to the senior Senator’s re
flection. It was apparent from the outset
:hat the race was between him and Thomas
E. Watson—the one a builder, of proved
worth to the state, the other destructive and
erratic. It was apparent, to an open-minded
inlooker, that the election of Mr. Watson
would be an extreme misfortune, if not, in
deed, a calamity, and that the sure way to
prevent it lay in a union of the State’s loyally
Dembcratic and constructive forces. As the
man already at the Senatorial helm and as
one whose record of remarkably fruitful
service entitled him to consideration, Hoke
Smith was from the first,-as he has continued
to be, the inevitable candidate for that pur
pose. In every essential he stood, as he still
standi, the antithesis of Watson. The lat
ter denounced the great war measures and
urged a course that would have brought the
country to shame; the senator supported them
with zealous devotion and with an effective
ness that hastened the victory. A veteran in
Democracy’s battles whose allegiance has
known no shadow of turning, a tried and
faithful servant of the State, whose experi
ance and influence will be valuable beyond
measure in the uncertain times ahead, Sen
ator Smith is obviously the one best fitted
to oppose Watson and to render the State
substantial service. But the irreconcilable
factionists would not see it so. They would
lot have union and concord; not even for the
good of Democracy: they would not forget
lid feuds and bitterness, not even for the
good of Georgia. What matters it though the
State should suffer, if only factional ends can
be served? “We don’t care who whips Hoke
Smith, just so he is whipped! ! !”
Happily, however, this churlish spirit is
dying. While in some bosoms the old malice
still is nursed and from some pens vitupera
tion will always flow, the rank and file are
swayed less and less by such influence, more
THE ATLANTA TRI-WEEKLY JOURNAL.
and more by thought of the public good.
After all, there is but one question of mo
ment in the Senatorial contest—who best can
serve the interests of Georgia and her peo
ple? This is not to be answered by resort
to passion and prejudice, but only by con
sidering the records involved and the duties
to be performed. Would a rash and de
structive or an untried and ineffectual Sen
ator be worth as much to Georgia as one who
is prudent, experienced and unfailingly effi
cient? This is the practical issue, and the
only issue for reasonable men to ponder, not
withstanding appeals to petty factionism.
♦- -
Ponzi, Spectacular Financier
HUMAN nature hasn’t changed much
since P. T. Barnum’s day. The master
showman advanced the theory that "a
sucker is born every minute,” and Charles
Ponzi, years later, has proved it.
Whatever the courts may decide in the
case of the “basket millionaire,” whether
he be innocent or guilty of swindling, the
fact remains that thousands of .his fellow
creatures were innocent enough to trust him
without, apparently, the faintest knowledge
of the means by which he was to give them
“fifty per cent profit in forty-five days.” The
investigators declare his claim of huge prof
its in international reply postal coupons were
mere dreams, impossible of fulfillment. If
that is their opinion after exhaustive inquiry,
what ounce of common-sense dictated the
reckless faith of his followers, who had lit
tle more than a promise?
Not common-sense was it, but the old, old
desire —“something for nothing!” The greed
for gold, the will-o'-the-wisp that beckoned
the Argonauts, the lust that beat a path to
the Klondike and to California, the fever
burning in the market plunger’s veins today
as it burned in the heart of Jason ten thou
sand years ago; castles in Spain, the pot at
the end of the rainbow; the lure that comes
to all of us, from the black hand hovering
over the dice in Darktown to the frenzied
fingers gripping the tape in Wall Street.
i “Something for nothing.” And what is
the end? A cross on the Yukon trail, a
blood-spot on the casino steps at Monte Carlo,
an aged Italian weeping in the line before
Ponzi’s office. For one who captures the
Golden Fleece, a thousand chase the rainbow
in vain.
That is the lesson. It is not new. It is
quite obvious. But the Ponzi case teaches
again what, seemingly, cannot be taught too
often: that the law of compensation seldom
fails and the best rule to follow is, “By the
sweat of his brow shall man eat bread.”
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A Timely Warning
GEORGIA people between the ages of
ten and forty, in particular those
living in cities, will do well to heed
the advice of the state board of health to
guard themselves against typhoid fever by
immediate inoculation.
Typhoid cases, states the board, are on the
increase. Seventy-three were reported to the
board during the first week of August, the
high-water mark in reports that have been
steadily on the increase since early summer,
reaching a total of 177 for the month of
luly alone.
There is nothing in the board’s statement
to cause undue alarm, only a timely and need
ed warning. Too many people are prone to
be inexcusably lax in the matter of their
own physical well-being, when a few simple
and approved precautions, if taken in time,
will be the jneans of saving them much suf
fering and possible loss of life.
August, fag-end of summer, is typhoid’s
own month, when the nerves have been swel
tered to jangled edge, many faces are wilted
white instead of burned red, vitality is at its
lowest ebb and the whole system is often
most susceptible to disease. It is no time for
anyone to take unnecessary chances.
Antityphoid prophylactic has been thor
oughly established as a protective, not only
by the state, but by the government, which
has used it for a number of years in the army
and navy and other departments. The im
munity it provides is beyond question. When,
added to this, is the fact that the vaccine is
offered to everybody in the state without any
cost to them, whatever, it l would seem actual
folly for anyone to forego this safeguard.
Therefore, do as the state board of health
urges, procure a sufficient quantity of the
vaccine and have your physician or the local
health officer administer it.
Georgia ChamPions
Atlanta has been -visited in her day by
champions innumerable —golf champions,
boxing champions, champions of practically
every sport, and champions in many other
lines of human endeavor. But on Tuesday
Atlanta was host to a’set of champions whose
presence in the city did us rarer honor, meas
ured by the genuine worth of their achieve
ment, than the visit of any laurel-crowned
athlete or starry genius.
There were eighty-three of them in all,
twenty-eight Georgia girls and fifty-five Geor
gia boys, winners of the prizes offered at
county fairs last fall to the best displays in
canning and cooking, sewing and poultry rais
ing for the girls; in calf and pig culture,
wheat, potato and cotton growing for the
boys. They were returning to their homes
from Athens, where they had been given, the
reward for their efforts in courses in agricul
ture at the State College.
Champions of the hearth and home, heroes
of the farm and fireside, they merit not alone
ihe praise, but the sincere gratitude of their
fellow Georgians. For they are of the stuff
on which the strength of nations and the sin
ews of a people are built, the creators and
the producers of what prosperity, what prog
ress the future holds for the commonwealth.
Not alone to their fellows, but to their elders
they may well serve as -shining examples of
wholesome, hearty industry. More power to
their heads, their hearts, their arms as they
go back to the scenes of their labors!
The World s Sugar Bowl
PREDICTIONS that sugar prices are
likely to fall, pwing to “an abundant
supply,” prompts the Indianapolis
News to remark: “What is meant is not the
supply of raw, nor, if the refiners in their
monthly bulletins give a truthful account
of their output (and there is no reason to*
believe that they do not), the supply of re
fined sugar, but the free supply of sugar
to the consumer; it appears that certain
men of a speculative turn of mind haye de
cided that in the face of general price ad
justments, now is the time to unload.”
Speculation no doubt has played a heavy
hand in the market, much to the annoyance
of conservative dealers as well as of the
consuming rank and file. It is none the less
evident, however, that the detaand for su
gar' has multiplied Tn recent years far more
rapidly than its production. The United
States, long known for its indulgence in
sweets, has increased its consumption so
greatly as to absorb almost the entire in
crement in the world’s supply since the war.
Besides the steady normal growth in the
staple needs for sugar, there has been a re
markable expansion in the sale of confec
tioneries, not in this country alone but in
parts of the world hitherto unused to such
luxuries. In the frugallest corners of Eu
rope, even among the once stinted masses
of the Orient, the demand for more sweets
has become insistent.
The situation should be peculiarly Interest-
ing to States like Georgia and her neighbors
whose natural resources for producing su
gar are exceedingly \ rich. There is scant
likelihood, dependable observers say, of th%
supply’s overtopping the demand.
♦
‘ One Independent Man"
IF all citizens in America the farmer is
in all probability the most independent
of the efforts and co-operation of oth
ers. It is possible for a one-horse farmer to
surround twenty-five acres of land with a
thick wall a mile high and live in the en
joyment of his labor for any number of years
wthin the allotted three-score and ten. Dis
cussing the independence of the farmer the
Savannah Morning News says: «■-
We are all more or less, more more
than less, dependent upon the farmer.
Down at the fundamental of the thing,
however, the farmer is not. dependent
upon any other class for an actual liv
ing. He depends upon others to buy his
stuff —but he can live in a pinch without
selling or buying much stuff of any sort
—if he raises food crops. He is de
pendent upon others for service, but
he can if he has to do it serve himself
and get along. He depends upon the
rest of us for market facilities, for trans
portation, for conveniences like automo
biles and toilet soap, but if it came to it
he could raise a yoke of steers and get
about over the country with loads of
produce and his good lady could boil
soft soap if she had to do it. The farm
er at the last is the only potentially in
dependent member of society.
But the Georgia farmer, having long ago
realized that a laborer is worth more than his
hire, has expanded and is a recognized factor
in every community. He is a business man of
ability and » citizen of influence to be reck
oned with in the promotion of community
interests or the projection of commercial
projects. The Georgia farmer is the peer of
any in the land and a substantial addition to
any community.
DREAMS AND WAKING
By H. Addington Bruce
WHEN you dream you usually seem to
yourself to be iff a world as real as
the world of your waking hours. Fan
tastic may be its events, curious its personages,
but at the time of dreaming you, as a rule, do
not question its reality.
It is only later, upon awaking, that you not
merely question, but flatly deny the reality of
the dream-world in which you have been mov
ing and acting. “How strangely my imagina
tion ran away with me,” is often your com
ment.
Has it ever occurred to you that perhaps
your waking life itself is a species of dreams
—that, after death, you may have a larger
waking, so to speak, in which you will look
back upon the happenings of your dreams?
Such a question, you perhaps hasten to in
form me, is preposterously absurd, an insult
to the intelligence. Yet it is today being se
riously asked by some earnest thinkers in va
rious parts of the world.
In, for example, his recently published “My
self and Dreams,” the English philosopher Con
stable insists:
“It > must be held to be within the bounds
of possibility that at any moment the so-termed
waking subjects may REALLY, really wake up,
and, from his then transcendental state, con
template his past life in the objective universe
as a mere dream.”
Not only this, but Constable avers that there
is evidence that this possibility is a fact of
human experience. He cities specifically the
singular phenomenon of altering personality.
There are people, as medical science well
knows, who seem to have more than one self.
Each of these “selves” has memory for only
the facts of its individual experiences.
Self A may continue dominant for weeks, or
months, or even years. Then one day self B
assumes charge. To self B the life of self A
is undeniably a dreamlike life, for self B has
no self-conscious memory for the experiences
of self A.
And, so long as the alternating condition
persists, the life of self A seems as a dream to
self B, and the life of self B as a dream to
self A.
Only—a fact Constable overlooks—there
demonstrably is all the while an underlying
self with a complete memory for the lives of
both A and B. So that the phenomenon of al
ternating personality does not, after all, support
the theory of the possible unreality of our life
here on earth.
It does suggest, however, that possibly the
dream experiences of every one of us have
themselves an unsuspected reality, as viewed
by a larger self cognizant of the happenings
both of waking and of sleeping life.
And, indeed, only a short time ago a Hin
doo philosopher sent to me a questionnaire, pro
pounding among other queries:
“Who is it that sleeps, who is it that dreams,
and who\is it that wakes up?
“If the personality in each state is differ
ent, what becomes of the waking state per
sonality during dream and what of the dream
personality during the waking state?”
Veritably we are riddles to ourselves. And
mayhap it is our lot to remain riddles until we
reach the Great Beyond. Yet, gifted with the
blessing of a mind, it must ever be none the
less our duty to press ardently for a solution.
(Copyright, 1920, by the Associated Newspapers.)
RELIGION OUTDOORS
By Dr. Frank Crane
One of the most moving plays I ever saw
was “The Sign of the Cross,” which boldly
dramatized the religious sentiment. But pro
fessional theatrical critics united with pro
fessional church people to condemn it. Re
ligion, they said, was out of place on the
stage. It was profanation. It should be in
a temple, set apart.
This I conceive to be the acme of wrong
headedness. The very place exactly for re
ligion is on the stage, in the novel and in
the street. So only will the day be hastened
when “holiness shall be written on the pots
and kettles and on the bells of the horses.'”
The same outcry was made when D’Annun
zio and De Bussy produced their “Saint Se
bastian.” Bishops anathematized it and them
and all who went to see it.' And your the
atrical journalist echoed the bishops.
The one thing the professional cannot un
derstand and cannot tolerate, be he profes
sional religionist or professional artist or pro
fessional what-not, is that an emotion, or any
little piece of life, should be misplaced.
Hence the average arbiter of taste or of
morals has no objection to devotion or to
vice provided it will stay where it belongs,
where tradition and custom have placed it.
All this is narrow, unsound, and cheap. As
a matter of fact, religion is much more ef
fective on the stage than in church. It does
vastly more good in the market place than
in the pew.
The great task of this age is to unchurch
religion, as the great task of the dark ages
hitherto has ben to fence it in and institu
tionalize it.
The finished product of institutionalized
religion is the Pharisee.
The best part of the contents of the church
is that which has leaked out and soaked into
humanity.
I prize the religious feeling highest of all
human emotions. I value the church sos
what it has done to develop this. But the
church is but the pot that held the flower.
It is time to transplant.
(Copyright, 1920, by Frank Crane.)
AS A WOMAN
THINKETH
BY HELEN ROWLAND
EVERY’ WIFE’S “VACATION”
(Copyright, 1920, by The Wheeler Syndl
cate, Inc.)
EVERY wife looks blithely for
ward to the summer vacation,
As a sort of domestic hol
iday—
An annual honeymoon!
She dreams of lolling indolently
on the beach, steeped in sweet Irre
sponsibility, clover blossoms, and
starlight—
Os strolling under a mellow moon,
holding hands.
Or of posing gracefully in a wide
veranda, clad in a frilly frock and a
picture hat,
And flirting with her own husband!
She dreams, figuratively speaking,
of burying her wedding ring—that
symbol of a thousand petty worries
and responsibilities—
And of being just a care-free girl,
again!
And then—with visions of some
idyllic fairyland filling her soul—•
She writes for the summer-resort
catalogues.
And they fume and fuss and worry
and argue over where they shall go.
And correspond with twenty or
more rapacious hotel proprietors.
And finally "compromise” on some
thing that they don’t want, but can
afford, or on something they do want,
but can’t afford.
And, after that, she has nothing
in the world to do,
But find a place for the maid, for
the summer,
And send the rugs to cold storage,
And find somebody to take care of
the cat,
And ship the dog to Uncle Jim,
And put away all the woolen
things, in camphor, *
And see that the ice, and the milk,
and the newspapers are stopped,
And make sure that the last of
the laundry has come home,
And pack all the trunks,
And unpack them all again, to get
out something she put in by mis
take,
And repack them—half a dozen
times.
And put all the toothbrushes, and
the sweaters and the toilet articles
in the grips.
And find his steamer-cap, and his
fishing tackle, and his old shoes, and
his dancing pumps and his "sneak
ers,”
And rush for the boat, at the last
moment,
And find his razor and his shaving
soap, in the stateroom,
And see that he doesn’t sleep un
der an open window and catch cold,
And write all the separate mem
bers of the family, the moment they
arrive.
And unpack his things, and find
his clean handkerchiefs, and his
bathing suit, and his canvas shoes,
And "fancy up” the hotel room, so
that it will look a little more home
like,
And find something for him to do,
while she finishes unpacking,
And ask the maid for more towels
and* an extra blanket,
And order his shaving water, and
get out his sport shirts,
And find the “lost chord” in his
bathing suit,
And run a new draw-string
through it,
And wait for him to finish shaving,
And find the court-plaster,
And to explain why there are
so many' mosquitoes,
And find the citronella,
And convince him that he has the
very best table in the dining-room,
And sympathize, when the fish
don’t bite,
And explain why the bathing is
so cold,
And find the quinine,
And utter the morning and eve
ning invocation,
“Rain, rain, go away! Little
hubby wants to play!”
And prove to him that it can’t go
on raining forever!
And go down on her knees and
apologize to him for having "gotten
him into this!”
And then —
Well then, it’s time to go back
home, again,
And take up life’s real burdens I
WITH THE GEORGIA
PRESS
—
Binging the Belle
An inquirer in a dity paper wants .
to know if it is legal for a young
man of thirty to adopt a young wom
an of twenty-five. It is—with a wed
ding ring.—Dawson News.
Such may have been true in Ed
itor Rainey’s palmy days, but it re
quires an automobile and bank ac
count to overtake ’em nowadays.
Solomon Was Fortunate
price of an Egyptian war
chariot at the time of Solomon was
about S3OO. —Albany Herald.
Couldn’t purchase the -wheels for
that amount now, but since nobody
rides in chariots it doesn’t matter.
Scatter Bright Smiles
The secret of many a woman’s rep
utation for beauty lies in her smile.
Cultivate the art. It costs nothing
but an effort and its value has never
yet been computed.—Sandersville
Progress.
“Let Your Light So Shine”
. It’s funny to see how carefully
some women try to hide their freck
les when if they only knew it they
are a mark of distinction that few
can boast. —Thomasville Times-En
terprise.
Getting Beady for Tourists
Hartwell will be ready with her
hotel for the early tourists next sea
son. Some of them just will stop now,
with our old hotel running over.
They all like this section of tb-e
country.—Hartwell Sun.
The Sun, which, with its last issue
entered into its forty-fifth year, has
been advocating the erection of a
'new hotel for several years, and a
handsome building will be the result.
Southwest Georgia’s Metropolis
You can usually tell a good town
the moment you see it, and the new
comer woh sets eyes on Albany for
the first time needs nobody to re
mind him that he’s come to a regular,
place —Albany Herald.
Albany is a good town in a good
county in the best state in the union.
Brains and Sense
Some men are blessed with an exy
traordinary amount of brains ana
cursed with an .appalling lack of
sense. You read of them in the scan
dal columns every day.—Winder
News. ,
In other words, some men do not
possess &>itficient "sense” to exercise
their brains.
MAXIMS OF A MOD
ERN MAID
BY MAB&UEKITE MOOERS
MARSHALL
(Copyright, 1920.)
Love is a flame —but to some it is
candle-light; to some, will-o’-the
wisp; to some, conflagration.
The man who marries one woman
in order to forget another, loves—
not THAT other, but SOME other—
all the days of his life and wife.
The moon may have been made for
lovers—but it’s pretty tough on the
moon!
Why men marry: So that there
will be somebody to telephone to the
tailor when their suits need press
ing.
Why women marry: So that when
life goes wrong some one besides
themselves may be blamed.
There is the man who gives up
his subway seat to a woman—and
there is the man who promptly slides
into it ahead of her.
Doubtless women are all one hun
dred per cent loquacious—yet why is
it that the chatterbox of a business
office is always a man?
When the average Anglo-Saxon
tries to manipulate a double mean
ing, it turns so unmistakably into a
SINGLE meaning before he is
through with it.
When a proud, noble "sensitive
gentleman” is bullied by his em
ployer, there exists the possibility
that the latter may be a much
harassed man and that the former
has a streak of yellow a yard wide.
CURRENT EVENTS
Up m Connecticut, where they
have ten-foot snow drifts in the win
ter, the thermometer jumped to 114
degrees on© day last week and all
out-door work had to be suspended.
Many cotton mills shut down before
noon. It was the hqttest day in
forty years, according to the old
timers.
Under a provision of .the peace
treaty, Germany has been instructe'd
to deliver to France 6,000,000 par
tridges and 2,000,000 peasants to re
stock th© area devastated by the
Huns before they were driven out
of northern France. As this district
is hardly one-eighth as large as
Georgia, a proportionate breeding
stock of game would give this state
48,000,000 partridges and 16,000,100
pheasants.
Chicago has launched a drive to
round up 212 alleged “slackers”
who are shown by records at Wash
ington to have evaded the selective
service law. Department, of justice
agents all over the south as well as
in the rest of the country are said
to be investigating all cases where
there seems to be any .delinquency as
to serving in the army.
Because the gas company at In
dianapolis refused to fill the many
balloons which were to take part in
the International air races this fall,
the big meet has been transferred
to Chicago. It comes off in Sep
tember.
Brooklyn billboards and subway
stations were decorated a few
nights ago by scores of posters put
up by representatives of the com
munist party of America. An auto
mobile hurried through the down
town district at about midnight and
the placards were posted in many
places. The advertisements urged
that all workmen throw down their
tools and show the American gov
ernment their power.
“Call a general strike,” urged the
posters, in flaming letters. “Stand
by soviet Russia. Down with the
capitalistic government of the Unit
ed States.”
Five million acres of good land in
Japan awaits cultivation by farmers
and now lies barren in spite of in
ducements offered by the Nippon
government, which exempts newly
opened land from taxation for forty
years in the hope of attracting set
tlers. These figures were issued re
cently by a California organization
as proof that it is unnecessary for
the Japanese to emigrate because
their country is crowded.
A little army of 2,000
the Republican party will “stump”
the country in the interests of Sena
tor Harding’s presidential candidacy
this fall. The feminine spell-binders
will divide programs wjth masculine
orators in all states where the race
is close.
King Alphonso, monarch of Spain,
is greatly upset over the prospect of
a nation waning in manpower and
prestige. In a recent speech he de
clared that more people died than
were born in Spain during the last
few years, especially in big cities
like Madrid, Santa Cruz and Ten
eriffe.
Irresponsibility of the people and
malaria are blamed for the dis
tressing situation by his highness.
He fears his country is in peril of
disappearing.
As a little token of affection for
his wife, Charles H. Sabin, president
of a big New York bank, last week
completed plans for building a sl,-
000,000 home, which wilt be a pres
ent to his better half.
A “blue law” wave is apparently
sweeping over Mexico, now that this
turbulent nation has promised to be
good. De la Huerta has decreed that
all gambling, which has heretofore
been licensed by the government, is
to be abolished and that cabarets in
Mexico City and elsewhere must shut
down. Furthermore, he plans to es
tablish a dry belt along the Rio
Grande. This would put a “desert”
some 200 yards wide between Mex
ico and Texas. •
American army nurses from now
on will be ranked like officers in the
army with authority to wear the
proper insignia and to demand obedi
ence from enlisted men and patients.
Pennsylvania has received a check
for $40,197.67 as the state transfer
tax upon that part of the estate of
Andrew Carnegie within this state.
Mr. Carnegie died a year ago, and
the Home Trust company, New York,
executor, filed statements with Audi
tor General Snyder showing that his
estate was worth $31,355,937.29, and
that he had given away during his
lifetime $330,000,000, of which a con
siderable part had been In Pennsyl
vania.
The only property left in Pennsyl
vania which was taxable was given
as $1,227,612.94, consisting of stocks
and realty, and when this was veri
fied by William C. Packer, of Pitts
burg, settlement was made.
In the old days the town crier was
a recognized institution throughout
France. But when the art of print
ing came in the newspapers drove
the town crier out of business. There
are parts of France, however, where
the town cries still makes his an
nouncements, according to one of the
members of A company. Eighteenth
engineers. In an obscure little vil
lage near the town where this unit
was encamped there is an old man
who stands at the main street cor
ner and beats a drum to attract the
attention of the populace when there
is news to be given out. There is
no newspaper. When the armistice
was Signed the people of that village
learned of it from the crier.
Eight hundred million spools, with
a market value of nearly $1,000,000,
are turned out every year by the
spool factories in Maine. White birch
is the material used almost exclusive
ly in thljs industry. The machines for
making spools are complicated and
require skilled men in their opera
tion. The spools drop from the
lathes at the rate of one each second,
and must be perfectly uniform and
true. The finished spools are mar
keted largely in New York, Connecti
cut and Rhode Island.
A sack of 1,000 silver dollars re
cently delivered to a San Francisco
bank had been in the vault of the
subtreasury since the day the coins
were minted, October 21, 1891. The
bank figures that if the money had
been drawing interest from the date
it was coined the sack would now be
worth $3,000 instead of SI,OOO.
French writer is distributing a
Pamphlet showing that most of the
Atlantic coast of the United States
was discovered by the French ex
plorer Verazzani in 1524, and urging
1924 the 400th anniversary of
tbe d i s covery be du] y celebrated in
the United States, says the "Argo
naut.
The Prince of Monoco has discov
ered an cephalopode. His find is not a
new game of chance, although he
runs Monte Carlo. Neither is it a
prohibition drink or a disease. Ac
cording to the scientists, the cephalo
pode is a deep sea fish equipped with
electric lights. At least, it carries
two luminous headlights that let him
swim about in the darkest depths of
the sea. This particular specimen
can recharge his lanterns whenever
his “batteries” play out. The ceph
alopode cannot be kept alive except
in water of tremendous depth.
A Parsian stage beauty has sued a
Russian prince for a golden bathtub
which she claims is hers and which
the defendant is trying to sell. Many
bld ® r ® are willin P to pay as high as
SIO,OOO for the tub are said to be Im
patiently waiting the outcome of the
litigation.
Any American bachelon who fan
cies the idea of having a French bride
to decorate hs hearth and home
should get in touch with Professor
Paul Carnot, of Paris. .The profes
sor wants to come to America in
search of husbands for the many
women of France whose chances of
marrying in their home country have
become slim because of the war’s de
pletion of Frenchmen.
As there is a great demand in the
Malay peninsula and near-by coun
tries for matches, the bulk of which
Is now suplied by Japan and China,
the progress of the new match fac
tory which is being erected at Kuala
Lumpur is receiving considerable at
tention. The factory, which is ex
pected to begin operations, soon, em
braces two distinct and independent
plants, each with a capacity for turn
ing out from 700 to 750 gross boxes
per day of ten hours.
TUESDAY, AUGUST 17, l»2O.
DOROTHY DIX TALKS
BRINGING_UP MOTHER
BY DOROTHY DIX
The World’s Highest Paid Woman Writer
(Copyright, 1920, by the Wheeler Syndicate, Inc.)
z Z rp HERE are a great many ad
• • I vantages in having a fam
i ily,” said a woman the
other day, “and not the
least of them is the advantage of
being prbperly brought up by your
children.
“Os course we talk a lot of non
sense about the influence of parents
over their children. That is only to
save our faces. All of us who have
children know that they influence us,
and shape our lives a thousand times
more than we do theirs.
“And I am not referring to the
moral uplift of children, either,
though every baby inculcates in its
parents a Spartan system of ethics
that begins with self-abnegation and
self-sacrifice and walking the colic and
ends with self-control and refraining
from doing things we would like to
do, but don’t do, because We would
be ashamed for the children to see
us doing them.
“No, I mean that it is our children
who are a perpetual college extension
course to us, who bring us up-to-date,
and keep us there, who alter our
method of living, teach us the new
pronunciation and see to it that we
are kept on the firing line—that is
if they are good children, imbued
with a fitting sense of their responsi
bility and with a conscientious de
sire to do their duty by their father
and mother.
“When I see a middle-aged woman
I can tell at a glance whether she
has been properly brought up by her
daughters or not. If she has, she has
on just the right width skirt, and
young looking shoes, |nd the most
expensive corset, and her hair is
waved, and her nose is powdered,
and she belongs to clubs and reads
the six best sellers, and refrains
from reminiscences of the complica
tions of diseases from which her
Aunt Susan passed away.
"For her Anne Maria’s critical eyes
have censored her costume. Her
Anne Maria’s skilful hands have done
up her hair. Her Anne Maria’s
scornful, young voice has said: ‘For
heaven’s sake, Mama, what do you
think anybody wants to hear all of
those post morjems for!’
"And Mama 1 meekly wears what
Anne Maria picks out for her, and
governs her conversation according
to Anne Maria’s code, for of all peo
ple in the world there are none be
fore whom we so ardently desire to
shine as our own children.
“But if a woman has no daughters,
or has daughters who neglect her
education and permit her to grow
middle-aged without their guidance,
she is apt to dress sloppily and com
fortably, to comb Ker hair the easiest
way and to gossip*, about the things
she is personally interested in, re
gardless of their effect upon her
listener.
“For, alas, she has no Anne Maria
to lay a restraining hand upon her,
and steer her flat-heeled feet into
the right road.
“It is not to be denied that as
WASHINGTON, D. C., Aug. 11.
Few people who visit the
capitol at Washington re
alize the immense amount of
work involved in the upkeep of the
building and grounds. More than
300 people are constantly employed
to keep it in proper condition. Be
tween the sessions of congress the
building is thoroughly gone over, and
such alterations made as have been
suggested during the busy season.
For instance, during the last ses
sion, members of both houses com
plained about the color scheme in
the house and senate chambers.
They claimed that the dark tints
had a depressing effect on their
minds, so it was decided to decorate
the rooms in a lighter shade. Su
perintendent Elliott Woods and his
staff are now experimenting with va
rious shades to find something which
will be lighter, yet preserve the dig
nified tone which has always marked
the halls of congress.
The acoutic effect of tne supreme
court, which was formerly occupied
by the senate, before the second
wing was added to the building, has
always been poor. So this year the
chamber has been virtually recon
structed to remedy this difficulty.
Two artists are at work in the
senate corridor retouching the paint
ings and frescoes, while on the
house side extensive repairs are be
ing made to the floor in the corridor.
Owing to the large membership in
that body, and the greater amount of
traffic, it has been found that the
floors on that side wear out much
faster than in the senate wing.
The House Members Walk
The two office buildings in which
the members of both houses have
their offices, are being thoroughly
gone over Between the capitol and
the office buildings are two subways.
In the senate wing there is a little
electric railway, for which an addi
tional car has just been ordered.
The house members, being younger
as a rule, decided that they did not
need one, so they walk from the cap
itol to their offices. The elevators
in all three are being
thoroughly gone over. The offices of
senators and representatives are be
ing generally cleaned, and redecorat
ed in accordance with the wishes of
the various occupants.
Os course, the buildings are clean
ed every day, or rather every night,
after the adjournment of the two
houses, but the general work of over
hauling is done when congress is
not in session.
The statue sin Statuary hall are
thoroughly washed with soap and
water. Just before congress con
venes, the Washington fire depart
ment is sent for, and the hose turn
ed on the outside of the building.
Originally, the capitol was built
of brown sandstone, but after be
ing burnt by the British in 1814,
the walls were painted white. The
exterior of the building is repaired
every three years, at which time a
scaffolding is erected around the
statue which crowns the dome, and
it is given a thorough washing with
soap and water. At one time a rumor
was started that the statue was to
be painted. A resolution was intro
duced in the senate ordering the
work stopped. Much conjecture has
been Indulged in as to what it repre
sents. Some claim it is an Indian,
others an allegorical figure of Colum
bia. According to Superintendent
Woods, who is in charge of the
building, it represents Freedom.
Three Hundred Employes
Down in one of the sub-basements
of the building, out of sight of
the public, are the shops and store
rooms. Here are made and kept sup
plies of every kind. Large quanti
ties of paint, plumbing and electrical
material are kept constantly on hand.
Among the 300 employes carried
on the capitol pay roll are plumbers,
painters, carpenters, electricians, not
to mention ordinary laborers of both
sexes. An expert color mixer is one
of the permanent members of the
staff. Experts are employed for va
rious kinds of special work. It may
be easily understood that the super
intendent of the capitol has a reg
ular job on his hands.
As a separate department the'
grounds are in charge of a landscape
gardener. There are many historic
trees, such as the Washington Elm,
under which the Father of His
Country to sit and eat his lunch
while he watched the progress of the
capitol /building. Not long since it
was found that this old tree was in
danger of dying. A skilled tree sur
geon was called in, and it was saved.
Then there is the tree to which
Thomas Jefferson tied his horse when
he rode to the capitol to be inaugu
rated the second time.
When a tree is to be replaced, one
of the members of congress is
chosen to stand sponsor for it. The
member selects the variety to be
planted and the tree bears his name.
The Cameron Elm is one of the grand
old trees in the grounds. When the
walks were being laid, it was found
that this tree was in the way, and
it was proposed that it be cut uown.
Senator Cameron introduced a reso
lution to preserve it, and the walk
was laid around It.
The position of each tree is shown
CARING FOR THE CAPITOL
By FREDERIC J. HASKIN
the years go by we are apt to slump
unless we have children who are on
the job of properly bringing up their
parents. We grow careless about
our appearance and . about our
speech. We fall into ‘ways,’ and
just because of our age no one has
the authority or courage to bring us
to book, and make us correct faults,
except our children.
“They have no finicky delicacy
about going for our most sacred feel
ings with a meat ax. They rep
resent the brutal candor of a near
relation raised to its highest power,
and thus our olive branches literally
become rods that scourge us into
the straight and narrow nath.
“Now Providence has blessed me
with a daughter who regards it as
her mission in life to keep me up
to the mark, and who is a severe
but kindly critic of all of my faults
and frailties, and I often wonder
what would have become, of me if
I had not had the benefit of her
careful rearing.
“Very likely, in my besotted ig
norance, I should still have been
playing Chopin instead of ragtime
and jazz, and in composing a meal,
J should have gone on putting to
gether the dishes that taste well
instead of considering whether 1
was getting a properly balanced
ration. And, likely as not, I should
have gone to my grave without find
ing out whether a calorie was a new
brand of canned goods or an esotri*
religion.
“And it makes me brush to think
of how many words I pronounced
incorrectly, and how many books I
loved that are not real literature at
all, when tested by the highest
standards, and how atrocious my
taste in household decoration and
dress was, and how little I under
stood about the lines—or curves—
of my figure.
“Fortunately my Anne Maria took
me in hand in time. She gently, but
firmly, corrected my faults, and
supplied me with a 1920 model vo
cabulary, with a fair sprinkling of
up-to-date slang, and a new ward
robe with short skirts and high
heeled shoes. She also pMlgingly
refurnished the house in period
furniture, and has taught qae how
to keep house with a budfe'et, and
cooking school cooking, which
doesn’t taste>as well as my original
brand, but Is doubtless better for
our digestions.
“I understand that Anne Marla
thinks well of her ji>b of banging
me up, and brags of me to her
friends as an example of what a
conscientious daughter can djo with
a mother when she gives her mind
to It.
“I can not say that I Ijaye in
variably enjoyed the educatidpal ad
vantages I have been privileged to
have thrust upon me, but I have
one comfort. Anne Maria is qhout to
be married. Some time She will
have a daughter of her ojwn, arid
then she will get her
(Copyright. 1920, by the Wheeler
Syndicate, Inc.)
on a large chart of the grounds, with
the name of its sponsor attached.
Trees have been planted by the late
Senator Gallinger,' “Uncle Joe’’ Can
n<W, Champ Clark and other members
of both bodies. Miss Jeanette Ran
kin, the only woman member of con
gress, planted a California redwood.
A Village in Itself
So it can be readily seen that the
capitol is practically a village in it
self, not only from the number of
people required, but from the num
ber of trades represented in the work
of keeping the building and grounda
clean and in repair. From the light
ning points which surmount the
statue on the dome, to the giant
power plant, the largest single plant
south of New York, which supplies
light, heat and power to the capitol,
senate and house office buildings,
and the Library of Congress at a
saving of thousands of dollars an
nually, every part is constantly under
the eye of experts.
So systematically is everything
arranged, that the work goes on Ilk*
the revolutions of a vast machine.
Only occasionally does one see the
wheels go round. But they move all
the time. Day after day, night after
night, the building is gone over in
such a careful manner that to the
eye of the casual visitor, who doe*
not bother to explore into the work
ings of the system, it seems to be
cared for automatically. He does not
see the 300 men and women of all
trades and professions work here all
the time.
No vacuum cleaners, no electrfo
washers or other contrivances which
lighten the work of the twentieth
century housewife are used in th*
capitol. All the work is done by
hand—everything from scrubbing th*
floors to washing the statuary. Thu*
one may get some idea of the mag
nitude of the task which falls to tn*
lot of Uncle Sam’s housekeepers who
care for the capitol at Washington.
THAT’S A FACT
BY ALBERT P. SOUTHWICK
The highest railroad in the United
States is the Denver and South Park,
a branch of the Union Pacific, at Al
pine Tunnel, 11,596 feet above **a»
level.
The tallest statue in the world 1*
that of “Liberty,’’ on Bedloe's island.
New York harbor, 305 feet high. Fqy
ty persons can stand In the head amd
the torch will hold twelve.
Moore street. New York City, wa*
originally Moor, the mooring plat!*,
from which the single whajf *xtend
ed a little beyond the present lim
its of Water street.
Solemn funeral ceremoni** were
held over the body of Gangaiffiar Tl
lak, Nationalist leader ana editor of
the newspaper Mahratta, of Poona,
who died in India last week. In
presence of an enormous crowd tn*
body was placed on a funeral pyre,
erected on t ehsea beach at Poopa,
and was burned. This is the first
cremation of this kind in Hie memdry
of the present generation.
The news of Tilak’s death *pr«ad
rapidly through the city of Poona
yesterday morning and great crowds
thronged the neighborhood of the
hotel where he diea. In order that
all might view the remains they were
placed in a sitting posture on one of
the hotel’s verandas.'
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