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4 THE TRI-WEEKLY JOURNAL ATLANTA, GA., 5 NORTH FORSYTH ST. Entered at the Atlanta Postoffice as Mail Matter of the Second Class. Daily, Sunday, Tri-Weekly SUBSCRIPTION PRICE TRI-WEEKLY Twelve months $1.50 Eight monthssl.oo Six months 75c Four months,.... 50c Subscription Prices Daily and Sunday (By Mail—Payable Strictly in Advance) 1 W.l y o . 3 Mo*. 6 Mos. 1 Yr. Daily and Sunday2oc SJc $2.50 $5.00 $0.50 Daily 16c 70c 2.00 4.00 7.50 Sunday 7c 30c .90 1.75 8.25 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 allow* the time your subscription expires. By renewing at lea*t two weeks before the date on this label, you insure regular service. In ordering paper changed, be sure to mention yonr 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 JOURN AL, Atlanta, Ga. Another Neutral Newspaper Swings to Senator Smith THE most significant comment on the Georgia Senatorial race is from those newspapers that have watched and pondered before speaking out. Theirs is the ripest judgment, and the soundest, for one word of sober second thought weighs more than columns of intemperate chatter. Among the more recent and influential papers to pass from an attitude of reflection to earnest championship is the Walton News. In the preferential primary last spring the News remained neutral as between Sena tor Smith and Mr. Palmer, for the reason, lit seems, that it was then impressed, though iot convinced, by some of the criticism with which the Senator’s inveterate foes were as sailing him. In the beginning of the present contest the News continued quietly observ ant, studying the candidates x and the is sues. At last it speaks its mind, and in this wise: “Since we have had time to reflect and investigate, we have reached the conclusion that the major portion of the fault-finding and charges were ground less, that they were misconstructions, if not misrepresentations of his (Senator Smith’s) position by designing politi cians who have for many years been bit terly against him and who have sought in spite of the I record, which is by far better than it is bad, to defeat him. We have made up our mind to support him again, wholly upon the ground that we regard him, just at this stage of history, as the most logical man for the place, a man capable and experienced.” The impressiveness of this opinion is in the process by which it was formed. It is a product of fair-mindedness as opposed to -prejudice, of thoughtful patriotism as op posed to heady factionism. If the editor of the Walton News had been content to swal low the propaganda of Senator Smith’s ene mies with never an effort to determine its falsity or truth, he might now be aligned with those that have comforted the cause of Thomas E. Watson by thrusting in a third candidate whose only effect is to divide the ▼ote of the State’s loyal Democracy. But he was not thus to be duped. He went to the record for evidence on the charges which incurable feudists have been flinging against the senior Senator, and found Instead a mul titude of services to the Commonwealth. He tracked the slanders home, and found them leading invariably to the imagination of some reckless foe. He pinned the gossips down to facts, and found their only stock in trade to be idle or malicious inventions. And iben as a reasonable man, as a citizen mind ful of Georgia’s best interests, he refused to join the adventure of an embittered clique ■ o destroy the usefulness of a valuable pub lic servant. His ease is broadly typical. Hundreds and ‘housands who have thought this matter < trough will second his wise counsel: “We would Insist that those who have been so bitter against Senator Smith weigh their position on the scales of his record in toto and see if most of the tirades against him are not founded on newspaper propaganda, which is not al ways a safe guide for public or private opinion—a propaganda that feeds of personal hate, not on vital facts. . . . The News shall use its influence and cast its vote for Senator Smith, confi dent that in this day of stress and strain he is best qualified to give us the service that the conditions of the coun try demand. This, we say, is the typical judgment and purpose of those who have looked most thoughtfully into the Senatorial campaign and who have sought guidance in the light of the State’s broadest well-being rather than as blind conscripts of a faction or as credulous followers of a propaganda of hate. At all times it behooves men to use their heads, especially when their great common interests are involved and when a rash de cision would cost their country dear. Such a time, such a question confronts Georgians today, the highly practical and highly im portant question: Shall the State retain the services of a constructive and result-getting Senator, or shall it displace him for either a radical adventurer or a novice without in fluence? Surely there can be but one answer for them who rightly see and really think! The American Type IS there a distinct and stable "American” type, or merely a hodge-podge of widely gathered races in the United States? By way of answer the New York Times reports some interesting conclusions fropa recent in vestigators. Remarking that in one sense we all are immigrants, "even, including the Indians,” the Times insists that neverthe less “after a certain residence here, and a surprisingly brief one, newcomers have a way of falling in line, provided only they are of a racial stock that finds our temper and institutions congenial.” This provision is decisively important, pre supposing, as it does, a certain national tem perament to which some immigrants seem fundamentally akin and others just as deeply alien. As to the historic source of this tem perament there can be n-o doubt. It is Anglo- Saxon, though the term as here used com prises all strains and cultures of northern and western Europe that are common of par entage with "English” civilization. Thus Mr. Rossiter, who engagingly treats the subject in the Atlantic Monthly and from whom the THE ATLANTA TRI-WEEKLY JOURNAL. Times pertinently quotes, counts as "Anglo- Saxon in their traditions and sympathies, and very largely so in their blood” the de scendants of Scotch and German immigrants who came to the United States sixty years ago or earlier, as well as the English and Canadians who have arrived more recently. The total, he finds, is barely less than fifty five million in a white population estimated at ninety-four millions. "The American na tive stock outnumbers the entire combined population of England, Scotland, Wales and Canada, and is thus the greatest Anglo-Saxon element in the world.” A highly interest ng parallel appears in certain figures from a recent study by Professor E. H. Ross, of the University of Wisconsin. At least one fourth of our present population, he calcu lates, is descended from the twenty thousand Puritans who reared their altars in an Ameri can wilderness. Another authority, Mr. Charles W. Gould, is quoted to the effect that of the Americans of today more than forty million can trace their descent on both sides to Colonial days.” It is this community of traditions and fundamental faiths, this great common his toric background that gives the American temperament its quality and tone. Largely, too, it is this that makes one immigrant sus ceptible to Americanization and another in different, if not antipathetic. Our rural dis tricts and small towns are, as a rule, over whelmingly Anglo-Saxon, but in the great cities and industrial centers the foreign ele ment is pronounced, numbering in New York City as high as seven hundred and eighty-six in every thousand of the white population. The least "foreign” and the most "Ameri can” part of the country is the South. In Massachusetts thirty-one and five-tenths per cent of the population is foreign born; in Virginia, only one and three-tenths. In Rhode Island, thirty-three per cent is for eign born; in Georgia, less than one-half oi one per cent. In Minnesota, twenty-six and two-tenths, and in California, twenty-four and seven-tenths are foreign born; in Tennessee and Alabama, only nine-tenths per cent, and in North, Carolina only three-tenths. It is in Dixie, if anywhere, that Americanism all-dominant. The Al addins of the Farm TT is good to see that the South, in com mon with other agricultural regions, is availing herself more and more widely of power of machinery for the farm. In the course of natural progress this step was cer tain to come, but it has been greatly has tened by the critical shortage of labor. Hundreds of farmers have been compelled to adopt the time-cutting, muscle-saving de vices which modern invention has provided, or else abandon the soil. In some districts the emergency has grown almost as grave as in England during the latter half of the World War, when the ranks of the tillers were reduced to a point where one man was left to do the work of five or ten. The island seemed in peril of famine. But a host of tractors, equipped with giant headlights, so that they could be operated by night as well as day, from America and set to the tasks of food production. The re sult was a series of harvests, such as the country never reaped in the most plentiful times of hand labor. The cultivated acre age was largely increased, and with it the yield. A like story is told of many parts of the United States. In the South power-driven machinery bids fair to solve problems which otherwise would wax overwhelming. The services of such machinery are not limited to labors of the field, but extend to all aspects of rural life—economic, domestic, social. Whether it be the pulling up of stumps, or the drawing of water, or the lighting of the family reading table on a winter’s night, the task has its ready Alad din in some motor mechanism. The trip to market is shortened; school and church are made far more accessible, and the visit ing of neighbors much easier; household drudgery is lightened, and. time allowed for tonic recreation. It is not simply upon rural labor, then, that motorized machinery prom ises to exert so potent an influence, but also upon farm life. In the end, this human side of the equation will be far and away the more important, for it will tend to hold and to draw more men and women to the prime sources of production. ( An Independent Egypt Afar happier political fate than they ever could have hoped, had the World War ended differently, has come to the people of Egypt. Under the agreement reached between their peace mis sion And the British authorities, they are vouchsafed substantial self-government, to gether with valuable economic advantages. Britain retains the privilege of garrisoning the Suez' canal zone and reserves "priority in certain treaty and military contingencies.” But Egypt’s independence is to be recognized and also her right to enter into diplomatic relations of her own with other Governments, During the war a large element of the Nile-land natives influenced by subtle propa ganda, sided with Turkey and her Prussian bosses. There were far-reaching conspiracies to drive Great Britain from the Near East, and to make Turco-German power in that region supreme. These intrigues and adven tures came ultimately to naught, though at times they grew highly ominous and were continually disturbing until the last stage of the war. If they had succeeded, however, what now would be Egypt’s lot? No doubt she would have been delivered slave-like to Turkey as a reward for the latter’s help to Germany. Her virtual own ers, however, would have been the Hohen zollerns whose eyes long had coveted the rich Nile valley. She would have had no more freedom, no more identity as a nation than she herself alloWed subject peoples in the ancient days of the Pharaohs. More than that, her economic welfare and devel opment probably would have been retarded, or made altogether a matter of selfish for eign exploitation. It is in keeping with the historic Anglo- Saxon attitude toward the weaker races that Egypt’s independence, as far as substantial freedom is concerned, should now be recog nized and that she should be aided along the path of progress. t As Hoover s Herald Sees It BEAR n mind that the Washington (D. C.) Herald is a politically independent paper and is owned by Herbert Hoov er. Then ponder this recent utterance from its editorial mind: Senator Harding in his speech ac cepting the Presidential nomination followed the open advice of Senators Johnson and Borah and the secret de sires of Senator Lodge and /tame out root and branch for scrapping the Cove nant of the League of Nations with or without reservations or interpretations. The advice of party leaders like Mr. Taft and Mr. Hughes and Senators Colt, Lenroot, Kellogg, and McCumber, and r the practical example of Mr. Root, now working for high ends with a commis sion of the League, he seemingly rejects. On this, as on other basic issues, the Re publican candidate stands with the forces of obstruction and reaction. He draws away from the best elements of his own party, its only progressive elements, and leaves the forward thinking American no reasoiiable al ternative but support of Governor Cox. To that leader, happily enough, the country’s liberal and constructive thought can turn with confidence. He is for peace with honor and security, a peace guaranteed by interna tional co-working in which America shall take a part, without in any wise forgetting her Constitution or hazarding her sovereign ty. As for domestic issues, he has a definite and constructive programme, where Sena tor Hording has only evasive talk. Editorial Echoes. Uncle Sam is advertising for saxophon ists to play for the army of occupation. Another horror of peace.—El Paso Times. Already the milliners are smiling over the time when the girls will bet hats with each other on elections.—Dayton Daily News. People persist in traveling, in spite of the strenuous efforts of the railroads to make them want to stay at home.—Tacoma Daily Ledger. If Uncle Sam really wants to, know why those large woolen plants in the east have closed down, maybe it Is on account of the price of cotton. News. Church attendance has been made com pulsory for the policemen of Wilmington, N. C. Now the poor tired watchmen of the night can get all the sleep they want.— Nashville Banner. The Poles are like some crap shooters. They want to quit when the Reds are winning, but they want to keep on shoot ing when they are winning.—Florida Me tropolis. * c “RETIREMENT FOR AGE” By H. Addington Bruce A LL over the land are men and women holding various public and semi-public positions who know that, at a certain time in the not distant future, they will be automatically forced to retire to private life because of having reached a specified age. •How many of them, I wonder, have given any thought to the question of how they will occupy themselves when the inevitable time of their retirement comes? (Not a few/ it is to be feared, are rejoicing in the idea that they will then not have to occupy themselves at all. They look forward to spending their declining years in a well won, efofrtless leisure. To this end they have year by year been laying aside a part of their earnings. One is loath to undeceive them. But the plain truth is that a' wholly effortless leisure is usually a wretched leisure, and is besides a leisure dangerous to the health of body and mind alike. It is, in fact, a commonplace of everyday observation that again and again former of ficeholders "go to pieces,” as the phrase is, soon after their retirement for age. This even when* they have seemed both mentally and physically vigorous at the time of relin quishing office. The natural assumption is that, without knowing it, they have worn themselves out by devotion to duty. In a certain percent age of cases this assumption no doubt is sound. But unexpected breakdowns also come to numbers whose public duties have never made any particularly exacting demands on them. Yet, freed from all work, they speed ily collapse. Study their histories and It will generally be found that they are devotees of the ef fortless leisure idea. At all events, they are people who have gone into retirement without taking care to provide a substitute for the work which has so long given them mental occupation. And, no matter how old one may be, oc cupation of some sort the mind must have if health is to be maintained. That is a psychological truism, so vital that none can afford to ignore it. Least of all can those afford to ignore it who have been accustomed to do a definite work and to do it with regularity. \ Wherefor the wise officeholder, confronted with the certainty of ultimate retirement at sixty or sixty-five years of age, will make it a point to develop some special interest or in terests outside his work. He will cultivate a hobby of some sort— music, art, literature, golf, it matters not what —so interesting to him that he will be able to devote himself to it enthusiastically when his working days are done. Otherwise retirement is pretty sure to mean for him boredom and discontent, and may further mean aches, pains, and a gen eral ill health seemingly inexplicable, but actually due to an inactivity against which nature revolts. (Copyright, 1920, by The Associated News papers.) ' GOD’S THUMB By Dr. Frank Crane At a meeting in New York the other day of the committee to choose an idea for a War Memorial, one idea was suggested which overtops all others by the boldness of its conception, the dignity and fitness of its nature and by the continuous use and beauty of its ministry nqt only to this generation, but to all ages. ’ It is the proposition to erect a War Me morial upon that bold and rugged promon tory which lies between the Hudson River and Broadway, and terminates south of the Dyckman Street Ferry. This remarkable conformation, about the width of a city block and perhaps a mile in length, is linked with American tradition by its name, Fort Washington. The poets have given it another name on account of its striking shape. They call it God’s Thumb. The plan for utilizing this as a permanent stimulant to the 1 ideals of the country, by making it a public reservation, and by adorn ing it with the most conspicuous examples of the art and architecture of the world, and of dedicating it to the soldier dead of the Great War, is so immeasurably beyond any thing else that has been proposed that it seems almost too much to hope that there can be found among city officials sufficient vision, courage and concord to carry it out. The details of the proposed memorial stagger the imagination. Here on this Thumb of solid granite thrust out into the Hudson, furnishing a natural base two hun dred feet high, there might be clustered tem ples from China, Japan, Persia, Egypt and Europe, and among them that amazing Bahai temple designed by Bourgeois, the most beautiful and original work of architecture of modern times. Here would be a real League of Nations, for East and West, Past and Present, would be leagued by their most exalted, dignified and enduring sentiment. Upon the nail of the Thumb could be con structed a monument expressing the creative genius of the world’s greatest artists. And in this favorable environment there might be a School of Art whither the youth of all the world might go up. Fortunately this land is procurable. Na ture herself has marked it as the logical spot for a memorial compared to which the famed places of the past, the Acropolis at Athens, ,he Forum structures at Rome, the Taj Mahal, Saint Peter’s, or the Pyramids, would be overshadowed. And not in grandiose and boastful splendor, but in genuine majesty and beauty, setting forth the very best and noblest ideals of which America Is capable. (Copyright, 1920, by Frank Crane.) SHEPHERDS OF THE DESERT By FREDERIC J. HASKIN Albuquerque, n. m„ Aug. 24. —This city is headquar ters for one of the greatest wool-growing sections in the world, and incidentally for one of the most picturesque of Amer ican industries. The whole southwest is character ized by a striking contrast between an old, crude civilization, which is dying out and a new and modern one, which is explosively alive. This modern current of life has trickled in along the railroads somewhat in congruously and with surprising re sults, like water let into a desert by means of an irrigating canal. But a few miles back from the railroads, the leisurely, picturesque life of the old Spanish-Indian re 'glme goes its way little disturbed. So Albuquerque is a thriving town, much more metropolitan for its size than a similar town in the east, and as thoroughly American as chewing gum. But within a day’s ride of it are Mexican villages, where witchcraft is still practiced, and where they still thrash grain as in biblical times by driving a flock of goats around the threshing floor. A Business of Contrasts This contrast is no where better seen than in the sheep business. Its commercial machinery of buying and selling and insuring, centered here in Albuquerque, is as modern as Wall street. It is carried on by shrewd and worried-looking men who drive enormous distances in high powered cars, watch the stock mar ket with keen intensity and take frequent trips to New York and Boston. But the actual care of the sheep is in the hands of Mexicans, who carry on their trade as it was carried on for generations before the railroads and gringos came. A change is coming slowly in this end of the business, too. The ten dency is to raise more feed for the sheep, build more shelters and more fences, improve the breed and take better care of the stock. But change is coming slowly. For the most part, the sheep are still raised on the open range as they were 100 years ago. For this work, Mexicans are indis pensable, and their methods and habits are as unchanging as the mountains. The sheep -ange is 'mqst of the state. Part of it is public land, part of it is in the great Spanish land grants and part under the forest service, but altogether it is a stretch of mountain and desert and mesa-land, unfenced, untamed and untamable. To realize the sweep and emptiness of it you must see it. There are many high points from which you can look across 100 mi’es of wilderness and see nothing that you can certainly identify as the work of men. Following the Herds The sheep are ranged in the mountains during the summer, and are driven down to the barren-look ing mesa-lands when the first snows come. They are brought together once a year for shearing and dipping at some headquarters. The rest of the time sheep herders (never call ed shepherds in this country) follow them across the range. It is com mon for these men to be away from home for six months, and they have been known to stay for eighteen months. They are lazy fellows, but they know sheep as well as they know themselves, and they have one great virtue—they will stay with the hefd. These men are not usually inspired by any great loyalty to their employers, but they are inspired by a loyalty to the sheep which is al most instinctive. They are of peon stock and no doubt in the old days the peon who deserted the sheep fared badly. There was a whipping post and cat-of-nine-tails waiting for him at best, and a load from a mus ket at worst. For practical reasons he would rather die with the herd in a blizzard than come home with out it. Thus loyalty to the sheep has become almost a race trait with the Mexicans, and one of inestimable value to the gringo capitalists who own the sheep and take down the profits. The sheep herder gets his bacon and beans and, perhaps, S4O a month. The Organization The organization of a sheep outfit is as exact as that of an army. The owner of all the sheep is known to his employes as El Patron (the boss.) The sheep are divided into small herds, and in charge of each three herds is a sort of superior officer or overseer, who proudly bears the title of Caporal. In imme diate charge of each herd is a chief herder knows somewhat grandly as the Mayodomo, and he has an as sistant herder knpwn as the Ayu dante an da cook and packer called Campero. Each of these officers treats his immediate superior with a certain deference, and is proud of his own authority. The Caporal is directly responsible to the Patron for the sheep in his charge and he in turn holds the Mayodomos directly responsible. He accepts excuses no more than did Napoleon. When everything goes well the life of the sheep herder on the range, especially in the summer, is not a hard one; but all sorts of danger menace these troops of blatting fool ish creatures, who are worth so much money and perish so easily. Drought wipes them out, storms overwhedm them, coyote wolf and mountain lion hang on the flanks of the herd and take regular toll. A Race With a Storm Weather is their worst enemy, and nowhere is the weather more incal culable than in New Mexico. Throughout most of the state, for example, it is safe to leave the herds in the rich mountain range until October; ;snow seldom falls before November. But a few years ago, winter came a month ahead of time, and a deep wet snow fell like the' hand of death on hundreds of herds that were among the mountain tops, separated from the lowlands by deep canyons where the drifts piled up higher than a man’s head. Most of these herds that were more than a day’s drive from safety per ished to the last sheep. But there was one young Caporal, who had his herds several days’ drive into the mountains, but •who saw the storm clouds coming, and started just be fore the storm broke with all three of his herds and all six of his men, in a desperate drive for safety. Soon the storm overtook them, and they moved through a phantom world of white sheep and white wind-driven snow. Five days and five nights the young Caporal kept his men and his sheep on the move. The men wanted to quit and the sheep wanted to lie down, but he gave in to neither. Half of the sheep fell dead from ex haustion, making a trail of their bodies all the way from timberline to desert, and the other half arrived at the lowlands with every bit of wool nibbled off their backs by their starving fellows. ' The men were staggering and half blind from fatigue, and loss of sleep. But the Caporal' had saved half of his herds where Others had been wholly lost, and he had lived up to the one high principle of his life —to stay with the herd. Many of these Mexican herders are as picturesque as you could wish. Often you see one clad in a long ragged cloak and carrying a long crook of his own manufacture who looks like a figure out of the Bible. Some of them even carry sling-shots, like that with which David slew Goliath. QUIPS AND QUIDDIES The mother’s heart sank as she en tered the abode of her newly married daughter and found the young wife in tears —floods of ’em. "What’s the matter, my darling?” she demanded anxiously. "Oh, Edward is a brute —a brute!” wailed the girl—for she was only that. "Why do you say so?” asked mother, her temper rising at the thought of the unhappiness which this man had brought upon her daughter. “He —he came home late for sup per last night, and—and I scolded him a little.” "Quite right, too!" agreed the older lady. “And what did he do?” "Oh, mother, he —he —” Her voice failed her. "Did he—did that callous wretch dare to strike you?” “Oh, worse than that, mother! He! just sat there and —and yawned!” I SATURDAY, AUGUST 28, 11)20. CURRENT EVENTS Dr. Manuel Gondra was inaugu rated president of Paraquay last week. Diplomatic representatives of nearly all the American republics attended the ceremonies. President Wilson has not decided whether he will live in Washington after he leaves the White House next spring. Last week it was re ported that he had bought a home there but it developed later that the deal had been made by his physician and that the president was not in volved. Six employes of the United States Cigars company, a concern that has stores all over the country, includ ing many in Georgia and the south eastern states, were made directors of the firm at a recent meeting in New York. This was a reward for long service and is In line with the company’s policy of giving its work ers a voice in running the business. Thirteen hundred dairymen in the vicinity of Kansas have joined in a co-operative association which is selling 9,000 quarts of milk every day to consumers of the city. The members of the organization sub scribed block? of stock ranging from SIOO to SI,OOO and bought a big dairy company for $140,000. The little Awn of Paita, Peru, is to be burned to the ground and rebuilt to wipe out the horde of rats there that are spreading the bubonic plague. In this community of 1,009 houses there has been at least one death from the scourge. The survivors are now living in tents outside the town. The Peru vian government will build a new city of rat-proof houses after the rats have been exterminated. Germany is recovering some of her pre-war trade, especially in toys, with England, much to the concern of British interests, according to reports received by the department of commerce. Owing to the exchange rate German toys undersell British and English products and manufac turers have asked the British gov ernment to take steps toward check ing such imports. Both freight and passenger reve nues of tfie railroads increased last March as compared with the same month of 1919. Figures made public by the inter state commerce commission show freight revenues of $323,611,189 last March as against $254,807,102 the same month the year before, and pas senger revenues of $92,195,155, com pared with $88,227,130 in March, 1919. . Doubledeck auto buses, similar to those in use on the Fifth avenue line in New York city, helped save War saw from the soviet menace. Just as taxicabs were used at the vital moments to save Paris in 1914, dur ing the battle of the Marne, so the buses of Warsaw hauled troops to the front at the hour of this city’s peril. The soldiers they carried were thrown into the foremost lines, where the danger was greatest. Information gathered by the army administration shows that more ar tillery ammunition .was expended in one month of the world war than in the entire periods of the American civil war, the Franco-Prussian war and the Russo-Japanese war. In the civil war the expenditure of artillery ammunition was 5,000,000 rounds, in the Franco-Prussian war $17,000 and in the Russo-Japanese 954,000 rounds. In ertie month of the world war 12,710,000 rounds-'were fired. The few fire horses in Manhattan still in the fire department service were mustered out with brief formal ities last week. Motorized equipment has won a complete victory, and the faithful fire horse has gone into his tory, and with him much of the ro mance of fire fighting. Fire Chief John Kenlon, with other department heads, were on hand to witness the last eager tug of the horses as the harness drops upon them, and will see them led away after the last trial run to other stables and no fire duty. BUENOS AYRES.—Street car con ductors in Buenos Ayyes are now able to sit down while not collecting fares. The “city fathers” passed an ordi nance some time ago requiring the street car companies to install hinged seats attached to the platform struc ture of all cars for the exclusive use of the conductor. This equipment has made its ap pearance and the "guardas,” as they are called in Spanish, are. enjoying the novelty of sitting down while rush-hour passengers on the plat forms stand up. Italy is devising means to allevite the beet sugar shortage. She has been urged to put more bees at work producing honey. Italy in 1917' had almost 67,000 miles of railways, and at regular in tervals along the lines are little houses where the railvzay employes, signalmen, track walkers and repair men live. The manager of the Nt tional Institute for Agrarian Assist ance recently recommended that they each receive a hive of bees. In con formity with the suggestion the ex periment is to be begun at once on the lines in the province of Rome, end if successful it will be extended to all the railways of Italy. Drunk and disorderly seagulls the other day furnished Venice with amusement until the effects of the brandy wore off. The seagulls ac quired their “jag” when Tom Carri gan emptied a cask of brandied cher ries on the beach. The gulls took a fancy to the cherries and in a few minutes no cherries remained. Then the fun started. The brandy fur nished the gulls with all the ex citement they needed, and for sev eral hours they played dead, tum bled over each other and wabbled along the beach when they tried to walk. Hundreds of persons on the beach watched the antics of the gulls. High rents have well nigh made a floating city of Hartford, Conn. Hun dreds of families, unable or unwill ing to meet the increased . entals asked by their landlords, built for themselves houseboats and anchored them along the banks of the Con necticut river. And so well do they like the free and easy life they have led during the summer months, with out the worriment of the approach ing rent collector, that many are thinking of turning them into per manent homes. The East Hartford bank of the Connecticut is lined with these houseboats, some of which shelter two families. Each family figures to save between S4OO and SSOO a year on rent alone, and the saving on living costs under this plan is also a big item. A new way to get rid of toothache has been discovered by Mrs. Teresa Kweder, fifty years old. of Mount Wi nans, who made the contribution to the science of dentistry without ever having taken a course at a dental col lege. Mrs. Kweder had an aching tooth. She couldn't sleep, and all the home remedies she knew afforded her no relief. Finally she told her husband if the tooth didn’t stop ach ing she would "shoot it out." It didn’t stop, whereup Mrs. Kweder lost na tience and made good her threat. She got a pistol, placed it to her jaw and pulled th; trigger. The tooth went out, so did the bul let, leaving a bad wound under Mrs. Kweder’s eye. She was v.ken to St. Agnes’ hospital, where physicians are doing everything possible to save the sight of her eye. John Alexander, alias John La Granch. a Russian, and, according to the police, an anarchist and chief agent of German communist propa ganda in the United States, was run down after a three-year search, and placed under arrest here. Alexander was the editor of Der Kiassen Kampf (The Class Strug gle), has been enjoying Uncle Sam’s hospitality since early in 1915. when he fied from England to avoid mili tary service. He had previously fled from Germany, the country of his adoption, for a similar reason. He had just become comfortably settled in New York and prepared to dissem inate his radical propaganda when Uncle Sam upset his plans by enter ing the war himself. Alexander found himself in a quan dary. If he disclosed his nationality and his status he would be interned. He decided to proclaim himself an American citizen and seek exemption. He was placed in class 5. Later, how ever, he was advanced to Class Al. That meant he would have to fight. He fled from New York and found sanctuary at Mountain Veil, in the Adirondacks. He remained there until after the armistice was signed. DOROTHY DIX TALKS THE TOUCH OF NATURE BY DOROTHY DIX The World’s Highest Paid Woman Writer ■ (Copyright, 1920, by the Wheeler Syndicate, Inc.) . z /nr\HE reason that I like the • • I business girl better than 1 the stay-at-home girl, is because the business girl is seldom a grafter and the stay-at home girl nearly always is,” said a young man in discussing the ever interesting girl proposition. “The girl who has never done any work except to work papa, feels that she has a perfect right to dip her hand as deeply into every mascu line pocket book as she can. To her, man simply exists to be exploited by woman, and a beau is a poor simp mercifully ordained by an All Wise Providence to supply her with taxis, and flowers and tneater tickets and little dinners and suppers. “When you take that type of girl out, you are b.-wKrupt for the next month, and press your own trousers and dine at a lunch counter. She can think of more ways to spend money in a minute, than Coal OU Johnnie could in a month. She al ways wants to go to the most ex pensive places to eat, and Invariably orders the things that are out of sea son and whose prices make you won der if she is under the misappre hension that you are a millionaire in disguise. "Ask her to go to the theater with you and she says she is so anxious to see some play whose tickets are in the hands of speculators, and that cost you a fortune to buy. And she naively suggests that if you are go ing to send some flowers that or chids are her favorites, and you have to haul her back and forth in a taxi, for she gets paralysis in her lower limbs and can’t walk a step when ever there’s a chance to hold a man up for a ride. "Oh, the stay-at-home girl is no cheap skate whenever somebody else is paying the bill. She goes on the principal that this may be her last opportunity at a good thing and she had better get the most out of it while the getting is good. And I’ll say she’s wise, for not many of us are foolish enough to give even the prettiest hold-up artist a second shot at us. “On the other hand, the girl who earns her own bread and butter does not regard men as her foredestined prey. She looks upon them as broth ers and comrades, and instead of wasting their money, she tries to help them save it. Invite a business girl to lunch, and nine times out of ten she will suggest some cheap lit tle place she knows of, and she will look twice at the price of a dish be fore she orders it. “Ask her to go to the theater and she will pretend she prefers the mov ies, or say ‘Let’s go up in the gal lery,’ and she won’t near of taxis The street cars are good enongh fo\ her. You,never spend more than yo% should when you go out with a busi ness girl, and if you develop symp toms of extravagance, she will lec ture you on thrift, as if she was old Ben Franklin himself. THAT’S A FACT BY ALBERT P. SOUTHWICK In 1837 was the suspension of the United States bank. New York City, followed by that of the state banks. Great panic ensued. In 1842, on July 4, water was let into the reservoir at Fifth avenue and Forty-second street (where the public library now stands), and New York City had pure water for the first time. On May 10, 1849, the Astor Place riot, New York City, occurred, with 150 wounded and a small number killed. James Harper, of Harper & Bros., publishers, was mayor In 1844. On December 16, 1835, began near the foot of Malden Lane, New York City, "the great conflagration,” de stroying 648 houses (including the custom house and the Merchants’ Exchange) and $18,000,000 In proper ty. These direful facts are in scribed on a tablet at No. 80 Pearl street. Jenny Lind, "the Swedish nightin gale,” first appeared in New York City on September 7, 1850. In 1851 the Hungarian patriot, Louis Kossuth, arrived in the United States on December 5. In 1298, on July 22, was the battle of Falkirk, when the Scots under Wallace were defeated with great slaughter by the English under Ed ward I. On this day, in 1589, Henry 111 of France was assassinated. In 1704, on July 22, Gibraltar (Gobebal Tarik, "the mountain of Tarik”) was taken by the English under Sir George Rooke, and has been in possession of England ever since. The date July 24 is given by some authorities. WITH THE GEORGIA PRESS We Will Soon Know Can a woman cast her first vote without giggling? You can search us, but we are going to find out. — Albany Herald Mowing ’Em Down They say that a person is killed in this country by automobiles every thirty-five < minutes. Savannah Press. Buttermilk As a Vote Getter We had a friend to tell us yes terday that he never realized what a good drink buttermilk was until the country went dry. We don’t claim to be an authority on drinks, but buttermilk will get our vote ev ery time. —Waycross Journal-Herald. "Raising Everything” A gardener is a man who raises a few things; a farmer is a man who raises many things; a middle man one who raises everything.—Frank lin News and Banner. Money In Tobacco Merchants m every town where they have tobacco warehouses claim that money is much more plentiful now than it usually is in the fall of the year. We have no tobacco ware houses, so we will have to take their word for it.—Waycross Journal- Herald. Ma Versus Pa Now, then with Ma voting one way and Pa voting another way, a house divided against itself may fall out. —Savannah Morning News. A Timely Suggestion Wouldn't it save time and ex pense if the daredevils who go over Niagara were to use coffins instead of barrels?—J. D. Spencer in Macon Telegraph. A Satisfied Citizen "Good health, a clear conscience, a charming wife and a chance to work for my living. What more could I ask?” That was the reply of a well-known American when asked what he wanted most in the world, and as he had all those, he could not see the need of asking. It is such as he who makes leaders of men—the kind of men who are needed in this time of upheaval.— Griffin News and Sun. Delayed Information A woman is not blind to a man’s mistakes, but sometimes she does not mention them until after she has married him.—Brunswick News. “Going Up" See by the papers where dealers don’t expect the price of gasoline to go up, which leads us to conclude that, as heertofore, the increase in price will come unexpected.—Dub lin Courier-Dispatch. Believing the Housing Situation When houses are built with the avidity with which people build mo tor cars, the housing situation will be relieved.—Rome News. Washington News-Reporter Expands The Washington News-Reporter, Will W. Bruner, managing editor and publisher, has secured the en tire upper story of the building that it has been occupying since Septem ber, 1919. Under the able editorial and business management of Will Bruner, the News-Reporter has be- “Now I am no tightwad, neither are any of my friends. We like to spend money in giving girls Pleas ure, but we don’t like to feel that we are being held up. Neither do we like to spend more than we can afford, for we all want to get on in the world, and we are perfectly aware that to rise an inch above where we are, we must save money. As a matter of simple fact, we can not even hope to marry and set up a home for any woman if we waste all that we make as we go along feeding grafting young women on chocolate creams and joyriding them, around in gasoline chariots. '“Hence our gratitude to the busi ness girls who are willing to go about with us and enjoy simple pleas ures, and not make the cost of feminine society prohibitive as the stay-at-home girls so often do. “I suppose the reason that the business girl is so much more merci ful on our pocketbook than the stay at-home girl is,- is because she works for her money just as we do, and knows how hard it comes, and how much sweat and thought and anxiety goes into the making of every dol lar, while the domestic girl is under the impression that greenbacks grow on trees, and all that a man has to do is to pull them off. “It’s the touch of nature that makes the sexes kin. You remember Dickens says in one of his novels that no man who reads ever looks at the back of a book with the same expression as does the man who can not read. “It’s the same way about money. Nobody who has eVer worked for n. dollar ever feels the same way about it as do those who have never earned one but have always had what money • they needed given them. You have to work for money to know that it means travail of body and mind, and opportunity, and freedom, and self control, and the ability to take pun-, ishment, and a million other things » that the poor brainless idiot who throws it away never sees in it. “And that makes me wonder if ths • new generation of women who nearly all are learning some way of mak ing money, won’t make a hundred times better wives than the old-fash ioned women who never had a cent except what they cajoled out of their husbands, and who carried their ■grafting to the petty larceny point where they went through tneir lords' pockets as they slumbered. “The woman who has made money won’t be extravagant. She has a wholesome respect for a bank ac count. And she will be reasonable and see why a man must save in the present in order to be able to spend in the future. “Perhaps just understanding about money, speaking the same financial language, is going to do more than we even dreamed of, to make hus bands and wives understand each other—and that is the main thing in making a happy home.” REFLECTIONS OF A BACHELOR GIRL BY HELEN ROWLAND (Copyright, 1920, by the Wheeler Syndicate, Inc.) JUDGING from the way In which the modern divorcee hastens from the court room to the al tar, apparently, a burnt child loves the fire. The widow's might, in these eTete days, is nearly all expended in t y ing to appear as sophisticated aid worldly-wise as the average do!. 1- tante. When a woman waxes poetical, s. he finds so little to rhapsodize about in man, that she goes straight to her ' looking glass for inspiration, and then writes love songs to herself. Summer fiction: Those long, ‘‘l'ni so-lonesome - without-you - wish-you- . were-here-am - thinking -of - you - al- ’ ways” letters that every mail train carries from the city to the waiting wives at.the seashore. A woman knows that she must be good all of the time; but a man seems to fancy that he can reform between the last dose of medicine and the last breath, and leave a bequest to his cook or his grandmother and get as much credit for it as though he had “worked” his way into heaven, in stead of just ‘‘paying” it. There are only three things, which the scientists can’t, and the psychics won’t even try, to explain, in this miraculous age—death, hay-fever, and a happy marriage. - In a flirtation a woman never knows what a man suspects about her, and a man never even suspects what a woman knows about him. Life does not become actually dull to any man, unless he loses his last ounce of curiosity about women. This is the time of year when only the hardiest flowers and flirtations still survive the turbulent, torrid season. In the fall, a young man’s fancy lightly turns to thoughts of—escape, come an interesting semi-weekly that compares favorably with any newspaper published in Georgia. Alpharetta Free Press Improves Editor George D. Rucker, of the Alpharetta Free Press, has been spending the past few weeks'install ing a Model 14 linotype machine and will soon be in a position to give Milton county one of the biggest weekly newspapers in Georgia. The editor of the Free Press is a news paper man, banker, postmaster and farmer, but he finds time to run a newspaper that is worth reading. “Scratching” the Ballot “Bill Biffem” says he sees where the Albany Herald wants to know if a woman can cast her first ballot without giggling. He doesn’t know about that hut he is quite sure that she cannot do it without scratching. —Savannah Press. Good Words for Ponzi Ponzi bo doubt had his faulty, but he never made us pay ?75 for a cotton suit of clothes because wool got scarce.—Waycross Journal-Her ald. HAMBONE’S MEDITATIONS AH SHO DON' NEVUH BET ON NO 'LECTIONS CASE EF MAH MAN LOSE IT ME BAI> 'NOUGH 'DOUT LOSIN' MONEY ON '|M , TOO 1 .! copyright, 1920 by McClure Newepeper SyMteel*.