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A BIBLE THOUGHT FOR TODAY
(Behold, God will not cast away a per
fect man, neither .will he help the evil
doers.—Job 8:20.
Mr. Coolidge s Tests
A SEASONED watcher of political
omens says that the decisive test of
/ President Cooledge’s leadership is
In two questions of the hour—tax revision
and the oil lease scandal. These certainly
are not all the knots that he will be called
upon to untie, or boldly to cut ere he
proves himself the general of which his
'party Is In need and which public sentiment
•will be disposed to follow; there are sundry
other Issues of great pith and moment, in
ternational as well as domestic. Undoubt
edly, however, he will be judged in large
measure by his reaction to the oil lease
scandal and his management of the contro
versy over tax revision. The one will test
his political conscience, the other his po
litical acumen.
Thus far, ft must be owned, Mr. Coolidge
has . maintained a remarkably impassive
bearing toward the oil lease disclosures
which have set the country agog. It may
be that under his emotionless exterior
burns an ardent purpose to see that Investi
gations and prosecutions are duly pressed,
to the end that, “Wheer the offense lies,
there let the great ax fall.” Assuredly* th 1%
is to be hoped, as a matter of justice to the
President, as well as to the country. We
can but observe, however, that In his com
ments up to this hour, he has shown hardly
less of a desire to fasten part of the scandal
upon Democrats, who are not really In
volved, than to bring the guilty ones of his
own party to book. This Is quite human;
but Is it Btatesmanly? Howbeit, the case
has still some sands to run, during which
Mr. Coolidge's policy may appear to better
advantage.
In the matter of tax revision he has
championed th® Mellon plan uncompromis
ingly. He Insists that the surtax upon huge
incomes, those running Into hundreds of
thousands of dollars, must be reduced from
the present minimum of fifty per cent to the
twenty-five per cent proposed by Secretary
Mellon. With the principle of scaling down
th® surtax. The Journal is In thorough ac
cord—not because we believe that billion
aires should pay less taxes than now, but
because we believe they should pay more.
It seems to have been fairly well demon
strated that a lower rate of surtax Is likely
to yield the public treasury a larger return
from great incomes which now escape by
Investment in tax exempt securities. But
surely there is no such Incomparable virtue
or magic in Mr. Mellon's proposed twenty
five per cent that It may not be changed by
one jot or tittle. The fact Is the Demo
crats have given good reasons for a some
what higher rate, and have suggested other
decided improvements on the Administration
measure. What will Mr. Coolidge do? Will
he stand out for his preferred plan to the
extent of jeopardizing revision altogether,
thereby disappointing the rank and file who
have hoped for some relief from tax bur
dens? That would not be good politics—
which is of only relative importance.
Neither would It be good statesmanship—
which is fundamentallv different.
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Making an Ogre of a Mouse
IT is not surprising that Mr. Lloyd George
emphatically disavows the Interview in
which he was represented as saying that
n "secret compact” on the Rhineland occu
pation was made during the Paris pence
conference by Premier Clemenceau and
President Wilson. That he "did not give
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the interview referred to,” that he cannot
accept the statements attributed to him “as
accurately setting forth what happened,”
and that Woodrow Wilson was never party
tq anything in the nature of a diplomatic
intrigue—such is the substance of the for
mer British premier's disclaimer.'
The facts are, it appears, that while he
was in London, whither he had teen
summoned from Taris to take part in a
Parliamentary debate on reparations, Mr.
Wilson and Clemenceau did reach an
agreement touching the occupation of the
Rhineland and related matters. But, de
clares Lloyd George, “To describe this as a
‘secret compact’ is ridiculous. President
Wilson, I need hardly say, acted with per
fect loyalty, and it cannot be imputed as a
blame either to him or to M. Clemenceau
that I was called back to England at a
time when these grave questions were under
discussion.”
So bursts the sensation bubble. It is to
be hoped, however, that the newspaper cor
respondent whose flair for a striking story
so sadly betrayed his judgment will not for
get the lesson. Truth Is not always as
strange as fiction, nor is it always preferred
by the public, whose ears somehow are
more open to evil than to good report. But
truth is nevertheless obligatory upon those
to whom the world looks for news—espe
cially where good names are Involved. The
overly fanciful correspondent, dazzled by
the great Welchman’s table-talk, evidently
fell into the temptation of the Pickwickian
barrister who construed “Chops and tomato
sauce,” as key words of a dark conspiracy.
Pity it Is that he did not give Mr. Lloyd
George opportunity to set him right before
instead of after the fictional indiscretion.
The fact is, there is all too much of dis
torting imagination in the state of mind
inherited from war days. As the New York
Times sensibly observes, “The world has
been led to look for secret motive, where
the motive has been obvious enough, and
to look for consplrative procedure where it
is really' a matter of public record. It is
the psychology which regards pretty nearly
everything of Importance in the world as
being ‘put over’ by somebody for some sin
ister reason. Tremendous secrets and reve
lations have been unloosed upon the world,
but have been disposed of by a reference to
newspaper files or to the World Almanac.”
These mares’ nests range all the waj r
from village politics to International rela
tions. Only the other day a deluded
scribbler, somewhere in the British Isles,
was \ blazoning his “discovery” that the
World War xvas precipitated, not by Hohen
zollern Germany, but by democratic Eng
land. History, he solemnly averred, would
have to be rewritten, while America", pre-"
sumably, would hang her head in humilia
tion at the hoax of the ages. Let’s leave
this and its like to the fevered propagan
dists of Berlin. And let’s pray for deliver
ance from that transmogrifying suspicious
ness which makes a mystery of every house
cat and an ogre of every mouse.
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AH FAVORITE STORIES
By Irvin S, Cobb
THE OPINION OF ONE IN THE RANKS
That gallant Virginian, Fitzhugh Lee, who
first distinguished himself in the Confeder
acy, and, many years later added to his repu»
tation as a soldier and civil administrator in
Cuba, loved a good story. Which was . nat
ural. But what was more unusual, he par
ticularly loved a story aimed at himself. Here
was one which he delighted to tell—and he
told it with a wealth of local color, too.
At the close of the War Between the States
he was chief of cavalry in the army of his
illustrious kinsman, Robert E. Lee. Follow
ing the memorable thing that happened at
Appomattox, the young cavalry leader started
on horseback across country for his home.
A few miles behind the recent battle lines
he met a lanky North Carolina infantryman
In ragged butternut jeans, who was limping
forward as fast as his sore feet would carry
him. The equestrian, who wore a loose cloak
over his shoulders which hid the signs of his
rank, hailed the pedestrian and asked him
why he hurried.
“I’ve been home on furlough.” s&'.d the
foot traveler, “but word came that Marse
Robert needed every man he could git, so T
put out fast as I could to jine up with my
command ag‘in and help lick the Yanks
once’t more.”
“You’re too late, then. The troops have
laid down their arms to the forces under
General Grant.”
“How’s that?” the Carolinian demanded
incredulously.
“T’’e fighting is over. General Lee has
surrendered.”
“Oh. shucks, you must mean that dam’
fool Fitz Lee!” exclaimed the private. “He
inout quit. But not old Marse Robert.”
And on down the road h*» went.
(Copyright, 1924.)
THE LOVE TRAP
HAZEL DEYO BACHELOR
What has gone before.—After a two
year engagement Gail Martin 4s jilted
by her fiance, George Hartley. When
shortly afterward Gail’s Aunt Debbie
dies and leaves her niece $5,000, Gail
decides to spend her money having a
good time. She goes to New York,
and because she is disillusioned tries to
make herself believe that she can
marry for money. At a dance she sees
Fay Morrison, the girl who played
• havoc with George Hartley, and then
laughed in his face when he asked ■nor
to marry him. —Now go or with the
story.
CHAPTER XL
Turning the Tables
AIL remembered Fay Morrison as
fascinating in the extreme, danger
ously alluring, a veritable Helen of
Troy, Cleopatra and Potiphar’s xvife all
rolled up into one. Topight she seemed
not one whit more attractive than any num
ber of girls present, than Gail herself for
instance, and her frock of green cliiffon
beaded with crystals Was not half so strik
ing as Gail’s midnight blue velvet.
Was it Dalesburg then that had made all
the difference? Was it simply that Fay
had been like a gay butterfly, flitting about
in a swarm of little gray moths? And if
that were the case, George might have
fallen In love with any girl who had come
to Dalesburg to visit. It wasn’t Fay so
much as it was the type she represented.
“She’s not really pretty,” ran Gail’s
thoughts. “Not really as pretty as I am.”
She did not think this because she was con
ceited about her looks, but as some one
stating a plain fact, and it was true. Fay
xvasn’t pretty. She depended on her sophis
ticatedcharm for her allurement, and here
in New York this charm did not stand out
as it had in Dalesburg, because every girl
present had cultivaated the same appeal.
As they were leaving the ballroom Gail
Fay were brought face to face. Gail
was watching Fay xvith eager eyes, and as
though conscious that she was being
watched, Fay*turned from her partner and
the eyes of the two girls met. A puzzled
little frown appeared for an Instant be
tween Fay’s brows to be succeeded by a
look of blank amazement and recognition.
“How do you do?” she said evenly.
Fay’s green eyes swept Gail from head to
(feet. She saw a tall, slender girl in an ultra
fashionable frock of midnight blue velvet.
The gown showed a generous expanse of
white neck and shoulders with curves that
were far lovelier than Fay’s own, and above
the square cut tightly fitting bodice Gail’s
face was like a flower. Her brown eyes, their
size enhanced by delicately applied mascara,
were starry, her dark hair shone like satin,
and about her mouth there lingered a half
amused smile as though she felt herself mis
tress of the situation.
This was the other girl in the triangle of
last summer, the girl Fay had spoke.n of dis
dainfully as dowdy and cold-eyed! After her
departure from Dalesburg, Fay had often
thought of this girl, there had been times
xvhen she regretted having drawn George
Hartley into her toils, and now here she was
a radiant-eyed vision, and standing beside her,
his hand on her arm, was Arch Kennerley!
Fay was conscious of a sense of utter dis
comfiture. This was turning the tables with
a vengeance. Until last spring Fay and Arch
Kennerley had had quite a flirtation, Then
they had quarreled, and now Fay was eager
to make up. She liked Arch Kennerley as
much as it was in her to like any one. At
least, he had never bored her, and each time
a rumor reached her ears that Arch was
playing around with this or that girl, Fay
had resented it more than she cared to admit.
Was this girl his latest, and wasn’t it- pos
sible that this time he was serious? Fay had
heard through Harriet Williams that Gail
had come into some money and certainly she
looked affluent enough. That dress must
have cost $250 if it cost a cent.
Fay held- out. her hand, with an assumption
of graciousness. “My dear, I’m so glad to see
you again.” she lied sweetly, just as though
she and Gail had always been the dearest of
friends. Then she turned the battery of her
green eyes on Arch and smiled up at him
through her lashes.
“Well, Arch!” There was a note of plead
ing in. her voice, but. his response was care
less. •
“Hello, Fay, you are looking as chipper as
ever.” His eyes were on Gail before he had
completed the sentence, and quick hatred surg
ed up in Fay’s heart.
(Thursday—Triumph)
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SUDDEN GRAYING
- By H. Addington Bruce
IN answer to an inquiry regarding the
credibility of the often-heard stories of
sudden graying of hair, I A’ould say
that the consensus of medical opinion holds
that such graying is entirely within the
realm of possibility.
Indeed, it is 'difficult to see how a con
trary opinion could be held, in view of the
well-authenticated character of some of the
instances reported.
Several of are as recent in occur
rence as the "World war, and are vouched
for by medical men themselves. Thus the
Italian physician Lutati tells of a twenty
four-year-old artillery captain whose hair
turned gray during the battle of the Piave.
In all such cases emotional excitement
is undoubtedly the immediate cause of the
graying. Anything which causes a pro
found emotional shock—bad news, bodily
peril, the peril of some loved one, Intense
anxiety, griqf, or fear provoked by what
ever cause—may serve to turn the hair sud
denly gray or white.
Even the emotional excitement of tem
porary Insanity seemingly is capable of pro
ducing the same effect. In one unusual
:ase —reported by Landois—a sufferer from
ielirium tremens was so terrified by his
hallucinations that his hair and beard be
came gray.
But to recognize that sudden graying
■ may follow emotional excitement is one
I thing. To explain why it should follow
emotional excitement is quite another.
Medical science as yet is unequal to this
task.
One medical scientist, to be sure, the
eminent Metchnikoff, once proffered an ex
planation, which for a time was greatly fa
vored. It purported also to explain the or
, dfnary graying and whitening of hair with
advance in years.
According to Metchnikoff, the white
; corpuscles of hhe blood, th« phagocytes,
l may also act as chromophages, or destroy
j ers of <ylor. Their chromaphaglc power
, and range of action increase with age and
i under the impulse of emotional excitement,
i Then, he theorized, they become capable
of absorbing the pigmented granules of the
hair and digesting them “partly on the
spot and partly after carrying them into the
root of the hair. Loss of color, evidenced
i>y graying and whitening. Is the inevitable
1 result of this process.
But the Metchnikoff explanation hardiy
commands assent today. In the light of
present day knowledge of the effects of
emotion on the glands of internal secretion,
HOW WE ATT LES DO SWIM!
IF any person is in doubt as to the royal
dignities conferred on Americans who '
served in the World War over in Europe
they should examine (as I have done) the
“Whitaker Almanac,” a standard publica- \
tion long continued and a standard author- '
ity In Great Britain for the year nineteen- j
nineteen.
It has been my understanding that Amer- ■
leans were not eligible to decorations and
titles “over there,” but I find in Whitaker’s
almanac for the year 1919, under the head
ing of “The Knights of the Bath.*’ some
names that appear to be those of promi
nent Americans which certainly should not
be overlooked or otherwise disregarded and
certalniy not continued much longer
On page 144 (year 1919), General Tasker
Bliss (some of us-are familiar with the
name if not informed as to his greatness)
was knighted by the King of England. It
reads Sir Tasker Bliss, where the chieftain ■
was thus Anglicized. When King George ;
performed it is not set doxvn, whether he
pinned a metal badge on the suppliant, or
whether General Tasker Bliss knelt down
and was tapped on his breast and told to
rise up as a quasi British subject.
On page 149 (year 1919) xve discover
that General Peyton March (United States
of America) has been also accolated, and
he has the same order of knighthood con
ferred upon him. He should be interviewed
to find out how much superior he felt
“before or after taking.” These generals
draw enormous salaries from the United
States treasury. They are uniformed to the
?imit with insignia of the U. S. army. So j
I am asking if they draw extra pay as
Knights of the Bath in Great Britain, as
converted Britishers.
On page 150 (year 1919) we find the
name of General John Pershing, United
States array, now Sir John Pershing.
General John Pershing was otir very
chiefest military officer in the A. E. F.
army on the battlefields of France. He had
figured not largely until he was put on the
front seat “over there.” I may be a dull
pated somebody, but I am stating the
honest truth, that I had never heard him
exploited as the biggest figure in army
circles and the bull#general in our own
country. His duty on Flanders’ field ap
peared to be to find a comfortable chair in
• OBSERVATIONS FROM
Zs Recorded by the
TTTE have a man who says he is going I
Vy to begin damage suit because some
’ ’ one has accused him of doing a
day’s work.
Last year’s white headed mountain cab
bage have been retailing here at two cents j
a pound. And to cook one with a big fat
piece of meat how good it does taste.
Mr. Noah -Chester informed us Sunday
that he was getting a good road up close
to him. He and his wife did the work.
They hauled stone and filled up the gulleys,
covered them with dirt and then used the
i scrape, putting the road in fine shape. Idle
men and boys should take this for an ex
ample and go to doing something.
A countryman tolld us the other day that
two hundred gallons of liquor had been
used at his house in a year,but turned over
a new leaf this year and didn’t mean to
drink more than half this much. If every
one would cut tlreir drinking to half, this
way the price would soon get loxver and
the tonic be in reach of the country editors.
Occasionally persons misbehave at the
Pentecost church. So last Sunday night
City Marshal Anderson carried doxvn the
city code and read some from it, saying
that its contents would be enforced. If a
person misbehaves thereafter hearing both
the lawg »of God and man read, he is a
pretty tough rooster, who will certainly
lose his seat in the garden of eden unless
he changes before the time comes to be
transferred. No one has to attend church
and they ought to behave themselves when
they do, and not disturb others.
We frequently have invitations to join
parties at different places on first one occa
sion and then another.- But the thieves
have gotten so bad that a country editor
with only one pair of breeches had better
stay away from the big cities. When absent
we could not do like we do here, and some
one might steal our pants at night while
we were off in the land of dreams leaving
us in an embarrassing condition for the’
rest of the visit to take in the sights of the
city with our friends unless the people
would think that we belonged to some com
pany advertising for a play to take place
at the opera house.
A fe-<v years ago there was much talk
about the cabbage worm, said to be as
dangerous when a part of one was eaten
with a mouthful of this vege+'ible as if it
had been a whole cross cut saw swallowed
together with both handles. But we never
hear of a single one being seen proxvling
around any one's farm or garden now.
They have all either been cooked up or ,
left out some time ago. We are very glad
of it, because if not it would have caused |
the legislature to added a snake branch to j
the State Agricultural department, and had i
an extra tax fixed on something to pay i
more experts to meet at headquarters in j
Atlanta, prepare canned speeches about how ,
to kill the snakes, to be delivered by men
PUNGENT PARAGRAPHS
Adolphus Annum, clerk, was "always late
at work. Never was there such a genius et
inventing excuses as Adolphus A., and he
usually managed to smooth over the boss in a
most extraordinary manner, which was at
once the admiration end envy of his fellow
workers.
Things got to the limit, however, when,
one morning, Adolphus rolled in at ten min
utes past 11.
“What do you mean by coming in at this i
hour?” asked the boss, sternly, as he caught
sight of the late comer.
“I’m sorry, sir.” was the reply, “but my
wife presented me with a son last night.”
i “H’m, did she?” asked the boss. “It’s a
pity she didn't present you with an alarm
clock.”
“I’ve an idea she has done so, sir,” was
the swift retort.
One of the latest additions to the lan- ,
guage is “dogs,” a slang term for feet.
“Kicks” are shoes. The expression has been
in use for a number of years and is well es
tablished.
’ With this glossary you will be able to un
i derstand the foiloxving sign which was re
cently placed by a shoe dealer over a dis
play of ladies footgear:
“Classy Kicks for Cunning Dogs.”
; it would seem more likely that sudden gray
ing is to be explained by reference to some
subtle irregularity of glandular action.
This, too, hoxvever, is still 4io more than
theory, scientific guesswork. Research may
validate or invalidate it. As stated, the
'act of the matter is that science at present
does not know the secret of emotion's poxver
to change the color of the hair. , (
j (Copyright, 1924.) _ .
THE COUNTRY HOME
BY MRS. W.
TUESDAY, FEBRUARY 19, 1934.
H. FELTON
the house or tent whore General Foch gave
orders, and where Sir John Pershing coun
tersigned as your m'ost obedient when our
soldier boys were told to occupy trenches or
show themselves where German cannons
were blazing away, sometimes many miles
distant, to kill or be killed as it happened.
There are said to be 50,000 dead Ameri
: can soldiers in one French cemetery, twenty
. thousand not far away in another place in
I ("rance.
Not a Britisher has asked to be tagged
with an American military symbol .to show
his respect for the' assistance the Ameri
cans carried to France when the English
general, Haig, said “his back was against
the xvall and no help in sight.”
The Versailles League of Nations accord
ed six votes to England and one to the
United States, and the average in military
honors seems to be in similar ratio and
quality. The United States received no
spoils of war. They claimed nothing, what
they offered and bestowed was free gratis,
and for nothing at all, as a bonus.
These knights, U. S. A., are doubtless
feeling large and sassy after “Knighthood
was in flower.” It may happen also that
Knights of the Bath U. S. A. draxv a pension
in England, and if so, these may be
something xvorth having in their private
pockets and their descendants can fix up a
triumphal design and a Knights of the
Bath genealogy that will sound big and
important when the next World War is set
a-going with the help of the League of
Nations.
j This craving for English and foreign
titles has been growing for many years past
and gone. To be a Lady so and so, or a
Countess so and so, has beguiled many rich
American heiresses into foreign matrimonial
traps.
But this peerage business for American
generals is something out of the common.
It has been generally understood that
Americans could not seek decorations and
degrees of nobility in Europe., If I am not
mistaken, they have been forbidden to ac
cept or receive them by Congress.
But times change and men change with
them. Speaking my own opinion, which is
of small avail or influence, as admitted; this
military trio that wete so unpatriotic as to
become Anglicized by being known as Sir
John Pershing, Sir Tasker Bliss and Sir
Peyton March, are superfluous decorations.
A PEAK IN LUMPKIN
Dahlonega Nugget
of the bunch and opened up in every
county in the state.
We regret that several of the boys mis
behaved so badly at the high school enter
tainment the other night that they had to
appear before Mayor Ash. We were not
born a saint, but alxvays found it best to
behave in company. If a boy doesn’t it
takes him a long time to reprover from it.
Later. —The conduct was not near as
“scarry” as when first reported to us. The
mayor let them off without any fine on
good behavior. Kinder like they used to
when people joined the church —took them
in 'on trial for a certain length of time.
And at the end of this date if the appli
cants could fill the position all right and
make &ood Christians their names were en
tered on the church book and a good old
song, unaccompanied by any kind of instru
mental music, and hand shaking was next
in order, making every one present feel
glad they w r ere living. And religion was
free in those days. But it is not so now.
When a person applies noxv it is all over
in short order without any delay, espe
cially if they have money. His name is
entered and his fees and dues begin at
once, bringing about smiles of joy. Yes,
times change as well as people. Did you
ever think about it? a
The other day when our office neighbor,
Mr. Joe Forester, went to get his Bible or
Testament to have convenient xvhen the
preacher came to read and pray he found
it gone, carried off by a thief. This re
minds us of what xve got into many years
ago upon the arrival of the local minister
who was around reading the Bible and dis
tributing • his prayers among the citizens.
Before his visit to our house, however, we
had been a little puny, having partially
lost our appetite, causing us to groxv weak,
turn pale and take the dry grins. Some
one told us if we xvould get a quart of pure
apple vinegar, put a handful of rusty nails
in it and take a swallow of the tonic three
or four times a day that it would soon
restore us to our natural health, strength
and beauty. This xve did, using a stone
pitcher and the Bible for a covpr to keep
a spider or any other insect from dropping
into our medicine. Well, the near-sighted
preacher was in the door unexpected, sat
down and called for the Bible. The cover
to the pitcher was soon in his hands smell
ing strong of the vinegar. He had to hold
it close to his eyeg so he could see. He
xvould read, grin and turn his face to one
side like lie was going to sneeze. Acting
likewise when delivering his short prayer.
Most all prayers for poor people are short.
But the scent of the extract caused this
prayer to be shorter than common, deliv
ered in such a manner that we have no
idea the Lord understood any of it. Any
way, the good man was soon in the open,
on his way to town. He never looked back
or returned to our house any more. It
may be that the vinegar settled on his
lungs, or stomach, giving him the sour
belches! Such is life.
SELF-REVERENCE
. By Dr. Frank Crane
TF T xvere asked what trait more than an
other I would rather see in a child of
mine I xvould say—Self-Tteverence.
Life is most surely spoiled by thinking
too low of oneself.
Self-Reverence is all the more valuable
because it is so difficult to attain, and be
cause it can be so easily confused with
things that are not good. The line between
Self-Reverence and Self-Conceit may be hard
to see, but there is a line, just as there is
between animal and vegetable. You know
a horse is different from a cabbage, even if
it may be impossible to tell to which natural
kingdom some deep-sea organism may
belong.
And Self-Reverence is wholly consistent
with that crowning grace of soul grandeur,
Humility. That great Teacher who most
realized His divine quality x>as humblest of
men.
It is Self-Reverence that keeps the com
mandments in the dark.
It is a thousand times better to be held
back from doing a wrong thing by our self
shame than by the shame of. being fpund
out.
Self-Reverence is the only reliable, ex
haustless fountain of woman’s virtue. No
woman goes down until she despises herself.
Self-Reverence is as important as rever
ence for God; it is the other half of It.
One who honestly reverences himself must
reverence God, and vice versa.
And the tragedy of the soul is Self-
Contempt. .
HER MONEY ■> ■
BY CAROLYN BEECHER
q CHAPTER LIX
UNCONSCIOUSLY to Althea her friend
ship for Kenneth Moore gave both
Peter and Kenneth ground for think
ing she cared for Moore. Kenneth had
kept a close hold >upon himself since that
long ago day in the search for flowers
when he had told her of his love; had
seemed content to ask for nothing more
than the friendship she told him xvas all
she could give. Yet he saw the gradual
widening of the rift between h<jr and Peter,
sensed the tenseness often in the situation.
Althea had told him how much she liked
Miss Bundy—that was xvhen she |rst cam®
—and that she wanted Peter to keep her.
She had also told him she disliked Miss
Howard, was glad xvhen she left. Now Miss
i Bundy was gone, Miss Howard back in her
old place in the office.
Moore spoke of it to Althea: _
“I see Miss Howard is back. I thought
you intended to keep Miss Bundy?”
“What I like makes no difference so far
as the onice is concerned,” she replied,
speaking more bitterly than she knew.
“Peter thought Miss Bundy incompetent.”
“By the way, I met her in the street a
day or two ago. She looked pretty seedy.”
“I believe she hasn’t.found a position as
yet,” Althea replied, then changed the sub
ject. Moore didn’t tell her the discharged
nurse had asked him for and received
; money. That he too had parted with a ten
dollar bill.
Peter was half way up the stairs when
he heard Moores voice, heard him and
Althea chatting and laughing. Slowly he
retraced his steps, went into the office and
sat before his desk * fighting with tjie
jealousy that racked him —a jealousy h®
; felt was not without foundation.
“She’s faithful—good and true —” he
said, his eyes staring straight ahead, “but
how long can she, any woman, remain faith
ful in mind and heart when in love with
so fascinating a man as Moore? Yet I
can’t give her up yet—not yet!”
No thought of his profession was in his
mind; no shrinking from scandal and
gossip because of it, the harm it would do
him. It was of Althea alone he was think
ing. Her love he craved more than any
thing else in the world.
“She seemed to love me at first,” h®
soliloquized, strangely along the same lines
Althea a few days before had followed.
“Those few’ days in Holden —when we were
first married—she seemed to care. But it
was all acting—must have been. She was
ashamed to have me know she had married
me to get that money—l wish it had gon®
for those damn drinking fountains —that
she never had seen it. Two weeks of hap
piness—if I never had had that two weeks
I wouldn’t try to hold her now. If she
had not been as she was then, if she had
been honest—as she is now, I could let her
so —if it would make her happy. But when
I think of her as she seemed then— l
can’t!”
Voices in the hall Interrupted his mu
sings. The dbor of the ■’ reception room
ifpened, then there was a tap on the offic®
door.
“Are you there, Peter?”
“Come in,” he said rising.
“Kenneth wants us to go out to dinner,
just informally. Shall we?”
“I’m sorry, Althea, but I have two calls
to make—it will be impossible for me to
go.” Then after a moment: “But you go
along, there’s no need for you to stay at
home.”
“You are sure you don’t mind having
dinner alone?” Althea asked. He seemed
very willing she should go out with another
man; perhaps he wanted to be rid of her.
Os course not! 'Run along and enjoy
yourself.” What it cost him to speak so
carelessly, with Moore waiting, she would
never know.
“All right then, Kenneth, you’ll either
have to withdraw your Invitation or b®
contented with just me,” Althea said in a
bantering tone. r
“I am sorry you can’t accompany us,
Doctor,” Kenneth said, as they turned
away.
Peter listened until he heard Moore's car
move swiftly away, then with a groan threw
his armsuipon the desk, his head bent upon
them. r
In a popular restaurant Althea was gay
est of the gay. After dinner Moore pro
posed a play, then they had supper and a
dance. did Althea’s conscience
Double because of spending the evening
with Moore. Peter had been only all too
willing she should leave him. If, as often,
there sounded a false note in her gayety,
Moore was too delighted to have her with
him to notice.
It was long after midnight when the car
drew up to the curb with Althea. But
late as it was she found Peter still out.
“No wonder he was willing I should 'go
with Kenneth!" she said. "He probably has
been with Mrs. Williams," jealousy
rushing to the one person with whom h®
was, as she bleleved, in love.
Continued Thursday. If your time Is
about out, renexv now so as not to miss a
chapter.
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Q. What is the derivation of th® word
chestnut?
A. The Grocer’s Encyclopoedla says that
the name chestnut is derived from that of
the town of Kastana, In Asia Minor. It Is
also more or less preserved in several other
languages—as the French, Chataigne, and
the German, Kastanien.
Q. Hag work been started on the Ford
Motor Company’s plant between Minneapolis
and St. Paul? p. w 7
A. Major decisions covering the construc
tion of the plant have been made. The
plant is to be -on the Mississippi river be
tween the cities you name. The three most
important buildings are to be a steam plant,
a manufacturing and assembly plant, and a
hydro-electric plant. Special interest is at
tached to the hydro-electric development,
since it represents th® company’s most ex
tensive undertaking of this kind.
Q. Has a scale of odors, corresponding to
the color spectrum, ever been worked out?
W. T. I. '
A. Experiments along this line have been
made, but no complete scale has been estab
lished. One of the best known attempts to
arrange odors in related sequence is Hen
ning’s color prism. Henning used a pris
matic figure as a basis for the relationship
between odors. He selected six distinct odor
ous qualities—fragrant, ethereal, putrid,
spicy, resinous, and burned—and located one
of these qualities at each of the six angles
of the prism. He then attempted to clas-<
sify odors according to their relationship
to the six qualities. Most flowers, for in
stance, are fragrant. But there are excep
tions, such a lavender and lemon verbena,
which are ethereal rather than fragrant. Be
cause odors are complex, and because the
human sense of smell is not highly develop
ed, the average person would not b® ahi®
to make use of an odor scale to classify
odors so readily as he Is able to classify
colors by the color spectrum.