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A BIBLE THOUGHT FOR TODAY
My beloved spake, and said unto me:
“Rise up, my love, my fair one, and
come away!
For, 10, the winter is past, the rain is
over and gone!
The appear on the earth, the
time of the singing of birds is come,
And the voice of the turtledove is heard :
in our land;
The fig tree putteth forth her green
figs, and the vines with tender grape give
a good smell:
Arise, my love, my fair one, and come
away!”—The Canticles 2:10-13.
McAdoo s Growing Lead
IT the next national Democratic convention
is guided and governed by the will of the
party’s rank and file, as all omens now in- I
dicate, its presidential nominee will be Wil- '
liana G. McAdoo. Such is the unmistakable
forecast of the primary elections through
which the popular choice has been expressed.
In state after state decisive majorities have
piled up for that most outspoken and most
outstanding advocate of forward-minded De- ;
mocracy.
Evident from the outset, this trend has
become especially pronounced during the last
ten days. Texas, Oklahoma, Washington
and California have come inarching into the
McAdoo camp, following fast upon the Caro
linas. He is the only candidal who con
tested in all those states, and in them all
he was an overwhelming winner. One hun- I
dred and fifty-eight delegates have recently
been added to his pledged support; so that
his total, according to Judge David Ladd
Rockwell, chairman of the McAdoo-for-PYesi
dent committee, is now four hundred and
twenty-five.
The significance of these figures is not
lost upon discriminating politicians. How
ever reluctant the less liberal elements of I
the Democratic party and the react! ary
powers of the Republican party may be to j
acknowledge the already dominant and ever-1
growing strength of William G. McAdoo,
l
they no longer can blink the facts. They |
see that the people are for him; they sense
the mustering of forces too mighty for spe
cial interests and little cliques to control;
they read the first letters of a handwriting
that will wax continually large- in doom of
selfish reaction and in vindication of pro
gressive truth.
Growth in Southern Values
THE new statistics setting forth past
and present conditions and treating
the United States as a goiixg concern
are eloquent enough to cheer the most sat
urnine who will time and pains to con
sult them. Especially are thej- full of en
couragement to the south.
•'Consider the growth of values during
the last decade. Even with an allowance
of from twelve to fifteen per cent for high
er prices, the totals are remarkable.” The
statistician, Clark, says:
“When it is considered that the wealth
of the country today is nearly four times
what it was in 1900. some idea of the
great growth and the present magnitude
of the development may be gained. That
this wealth is fairly well scattered the
length and breadth of the land among
people of every walk of life is evidenced
by the fact that over half of the wealth
owned by the people of the United States
or existing in the United States is con
tained in the item under the heading of
real property, land, buildings, and homes,
having a total value of over J 176.41 4.000,-
000. And yet statements have been made
to the effect, that the wealth of the coun
try was in the hands of probably one hun
dred of the country’s richest men.”
It is in Dixie, however, that the rapid
and stupendous increase of values is most
apparent. In the ten years, up to and in
cluding 1922. the gain of the whole coun
try was 70.1 ner cent; that of the south
7 8.4 per cent.
“The rapid progress made by the south
fa recent years, and the extent of its
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wealth today is visualized when it is real
ized that the value of all property in* the
south increased from $17,919,200,00 in
1900 to $71,358,707,000 in 1922. In other
! words, the wealth of the south today is
■ nearly four times what it was in 1900, and
i is about $1,000,000,000 more than the value
I of the country’s wealth outside of the south
in 1900, and $28,000,000,000 more than
the wealth of the entire United States in
1880.”
These figures warrant the prophecy that
the movement southward of industries and
population will lift the south to command
in the nation. In the light of this ap
proaching day let us not forget that the
best preparation we can provide lies in edu
cation, that too much thought cannot be
given to schools and colleges and to the
roads by which they may be reached.
Why Pinchot Was Defeated
GOVERNOR PINCHOT’S defeat for a
place on the Pennsylvania delegation
to the Republican national convention
is but another instance of his party’s being
ruled by forces of reaction. The powers that
be at Washington, as well as the dominant
politicians in his own state, willed that he
should be rebuked and relegated. Were not
his leanings liberal? Had he . not been, in
his day, an ardent conservationist? "And
what but trouble could such a man make at.
a convention, the chief business of which
will be to defend and indorse the present
administration?
As successor to a regime under which the
interior department was turned over to in
veterate enemies of conservation, President
Coolidge naturally resented the idea of In
fluence or recognition for Gifford Pinchot.
Erstwhile cronies of Albert B. Fall will be
welcome enough at the Cleveland conven
tion; and Harry Daugherty, late attorney
general, will have an upper seat there,
among the Coolidge delegates. But a for
mer friend of Theodore Roosevelt and an
avowed believer in safeguarding the treas
ures of the public domain in the interest of
all the people, receives a scowl from the
White House and a bludgeon blow from
Pennsylvania’s Republican crew, governor
though he is.
Disappointing as the result may be to Mr.
Pinchot, it is only what' was to' be expected
if the present r directors of t. e G. O. P.
QUIZ
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ATLANTA OFFICE.
Q. When did Abraham Lincoln’s mother
die? Is her grave marked? A. J. G.
A. Her death occurred in Indiana, at a
time when a frightful pestilence called
‘‘milk sickness” devastated the section. A
stone has been placed over the grave ol
Mrs. Lincoln by P. E. Studebaker, of
South Bend, Ind. The inscription reads:
“Nancy Hanks Lincoln, mother of President
Lincoln, died October 5, A. D., 1819, aged
35 years. Erected by a friend of her mar
tyred son, 1879.”
Q. Has Jerusalem ever had any other
name? O. P. R.
A. When the Roman emperor, Hadrian,
rebuilt Jerusalem after its destruction in
70 A. D., he changed its name to Aelia
Capitolina and forbade any Jew to dwell in
this city.
Q. When were stockings first worn? H.
B. C.
A. The use of stockings originated in the
cold countries of northern Europe. The art
of knitting was invented, it is supposed, in
Scotland about the beginning of the sixteenth
century. Queen Elizabeth and her court were
the first to wear silk stockings, and a ma
chine for knitting them was invented in
1598 by William Lee, of Woodbridge,. Notting
himshire, England. In the United States the
German immigrants of the Mennonite sect set
up their stocking frames in 1659. By 1790
the stocking industry had been established in
several towns in Connecticut.
Q. Which is colder, the North Pole or the
South Pole? G. M. T.
A. The South Pole is colder than the North
Pole, due to the very considerable elevation
above sea level at this point. The North Pole
is comparatively near sea level.
Q. What do “R. A.” or “R. A. F.” mean
after the name of a painter? J. A. G.
A. “R. A.” when connected with an artist
means ‘‘Royal Academy,” and “F. A. R.” means
“Fellow of the Royal Academy.”
Q. How tall was Jumbo? M. M. S.
A. Jumbo. Barnum’s circus elephant, was
11 feet 6 inches in height and weighed eight
tons.
Q. What is the circumference of the earth
in nautical miles in the 60th circle of latitude?
C. A. B.
A. The circumference of the 60th circle is
approximately 12,420 statute miles or 10,785.3
nautical miles.
Q. At what temperature will glass bend?
C. H. S.
A. The Bureau of Standards says that there
is no definite temperature at which glass be
gins to bend. Some glasses soften at very
much lower temperature than others, and in
any case bending is a matter of time or tem
perature. Ordinary glass tubing, if allowed
to stand diagonally against a wall, will bend
of its own weight after a few weeks’ time.
Q. Is more money spent for cigarettes than
for cigars in the United States? J. S. S.
A. The latest figures gives the amount of
money spent for cigarettes in this country in
a single year as $800,000,000, while cigars to
taled $510,000,000.
Q. Please publish formula for government
whitewash? G. W. M.
A. Slake a half bushel of unslaked lime
with boiling water, keeping it covered during
the process. Strain it and add a peck of salt,
dissolved in warm water: three pounds ground
rice put in boiling water and boil to thin
paste; half a pound of powdered Spanish
whiting and a pound of clear glue dissolved
I in warm water; mix these well together and
let the mixture stand for several days. Keep
the wash thus prepared in a kettle of portable
i furnace; and when used, put it on as hot as
possible, with a painter's or whitewash brush.
Q. Did the Indians have horses before
white men settled in America? L. G.
A. Horses were not known to the In
dians prior to the advent of the white man
in America. The first horses seen by
the mainland Indians were those of the
Spanish invaders of Mexico. A few years
; later DeSoto brought the horse into Flor
! ida and westward to the Mississippi, while
Coronado, in 1541. introduced it to the
, Indians of the Great Plains.
| SLANDER
BY HAZEL DEYO BACHELOR
What has gone before. —Miriam Fol
well, a young business woman, has an
episode in her life which, although in
nocent, has caused scandal. She has
almost' forgotten it when a year later
she becomes engaged to Anthony Breen,
and then out of the past comes a wom
an who knows all about the episode and
proceeds to make trouble. Anthony
believes the worst, but offers to marry
her anyway. Miriam, with her dream
of love over, refuses and,*ulthough An
thony tries to get in touch with her
later, she succeeds in avoiding him.
She has accepted an offer from her firm
to go to Europe, and on the steamer
meets Warren Holmes, the man who is
responsible for everything.—Now go on
with the story. v
CHAPTER XLVI
“I Loved You!”
tttHY did he look that way? It was not
yy an expression of anger, rather one of
’ ’ intense hurt, and his facb was so
white that it terrified her.
“I loved you,” he said finally. “I think
I must have loved you from the first, but 1
knew that you didn’t care for me that way.
You were always unaware of me. I could
not reach you, and that night when I asked
you to marry me, it was not to save you
from a sorry predicament; it was because I
wanted you. Do you remember that I told
you so then?”
“Yes, but I didn't believe you,” Miriam
whispered the words.
“Well, it was true. Then you ran away,
and I came to the city and searched for
you, but I couldn’t find you. That’s all, ex
cepting that I didn’t think of that night at
the inn as a serious thing. I thought you
attached too much importance to it. It
wasn’t until we reached the Pine Notch
hotel, and saw the way people treated you
that I realized how you would suffer.” He
was silent, and Miriam, whose ahger had
died away, sat very still thinking. Then,
all of a sudden, she burst out laughing. The
situation was funny, tragically funny.
“Why do you ask?” he asked tensely.
“Why? Oh, because I was thinking how
funny it would have been if I had cared for
you.”
“Funny, why?”
“Don’t you see? If I had cared, and we
had been thrown together that way, how
foolish I would have been not to have taken
advantage of the situation. It wouldn’t have
mattered, people believed the worst, anyway.
As it is, I’m paying for something that never
happened.”
“You don’t mean that. You’re just hurt,
bitter.”
“Perhaps you’re right. But at least it’s
over now, and I’m going to try to forget all
about it.”
She extricated herself from her steamer
rug and stood up, and Holyies, too, rose to
his feet. For just a moment thgy stood fac
ing each other, and then Miriam held out her
hand.
“Please don’t feel that I am not appreci
ative of what you have told me. You see I
didn’t know that you cared.”
His fingers closed over hers, but as he
looked down into her face he could not read
what was going on in her thoughts. There
was something about her attitude that dis
missed him, gave him the feeling that this
was the end, that she did not want to see
him again. (
She confirmed his thought by her next
words.
“This is good-by. There is nothing that
we two can bring each other, you know.”
And he did not argue with her. He
merely bowed over her hand, and then
turned on his heel and left her. But he did
not despair, not by any means. Fate had
thrown them together in a strange fashion
and this could not be the end. Os course,
she had mistaken his meaning. She had
taken for granted the fact that, although he
had once cared for her, he did not love her
now. What a child she was still, so young
and so embittered. And what kind of a man
had been loved by her? He must have been
rather a poor specimen to’\ have had the
right to hold her in his arms, to know the
touch of her lips, and then not love her in
spite of anything she might have done.
“Even if she had told me of a real epi
sode in her past,” ran his thoughts, “it
wouldn’t have made any difference in my
feeling for her. She is a rare woman, the
kind of woman men never forget. I’d like
to meet him. I'd like to see the man who
could love her and give her up. Perhaps I’ll
have that good fortune some day.”
Tuesday—“ Building Anew.” Renew your
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Loya 1 Friends' Cl ub
IT has been several days since we have ac
nowledged new members of the Loyal
Friends’ Club. This has been due, not to
lack of names, for they have been many,
but to the fact that the whole Tri-Weekly
office force has been extraordinarily busy
with matters that had to be attended to first.
However, we are going to make a fresh
start now and acknowledge more promptly
the names of those friends of ours who per
suade some neighbor or friend to take our
paper. That is all it requires to become a
member of the Loyal Friends’ Club.
Here is a partial list of new members,
and more will be published in succeeding
issues:
Mrs. Amanda Murray, Ellaville, Ga_, re
news and sends one.
Harris O. Cook, Camp Hill, Ala., renews
and sends one.
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news and sends one.
B. M. Shaw, Eunice, N. C, renews and
sends one.
S. B. Jones, Route 1. Box 23, Tallulah,
Ga., renews and sends one.
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C., renews and sends one.
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Ga., renews and sends one.
W. M. Lightsey, Fairfax, S. C., sends
seven.
M. M. Rachel, Canoe, Ala., renews and
sends one.
W. W. Harrington, Route 31, Commerce,
Ga.. renews and sends one.
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news and sends one.
W. M. Carter, Route 2, Box 19, Lodge, S.
C., renews and sends one.
L. S. Spayan, Deep Run, N. C., renews and
sends one.
Lutiher Haun. Madisonville, Tenn., renews
and sends one.
H. M. Henson, Odum, Ga., sends two.
\V. E. McDaris, Ralston, Ga., renews and
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Mrs. N. B. Samples, Route 112, Alpharetta,
Ga., renews and sends three.
J. W. Greer. Route 2, Orange, Ga., renews
and sends one.
Rev. B. I*. Floyd. Route E, Andalusia,
Ala., renews and sends one.
J. C. Peeples, Route 4, Dothan, Ala., re
news and sends one.
The man who waits for something to turn
up is apt to discover that it is his toes.
A man always tells his wife than be
doesn't care what the neighbors' say—but he
does.
If a spinster isn't as tall as she would like
to be she should get spliced.
THE COUNTRY HOME
i .by mrs. w. h. eelton
THE UNITED STATES ASKED FOR
NOTHING
IT has been nearly five years since the
World's war stopped on November 11,
1918.
if this country had asked for reparations,,
which means securing billions loaned and
some return for the American taxpayers’
money, we would be no nearer getting it, and
have only had .“our trouble for our pains.”
England and France decided to take over
German territory in lieu of German gold. )
As before said, our government asked for
nothing, and got nothing. Those who will
live after a good many of us will have been
forgotten in our graves will witness the
come-back of Germany, and France will be
lucky if Germany does not. demand repara
tions, so called —take it all back.
A statistical writer tells us that the al
lied nations had loaned to these allies about
I eight billions. When President Wilson en
tered the war on April 17, J 917, and begun
to loan other billions on the allied war ac
count, -the amount quickly mounted to fif
teen billions.
When the war fever subsided the United
States had loaned more than eleven billions
“over there.” i
In fairness and justice that loan, with ac
crued interest, should be paid by Great
Britain and France, as a debt of honor, and
when we recall the Red Cross donations, the
Salvation Army service and many immense
relief societies, they will pay it, and be glad
to do it, for those allies would otherwise be
“licking salt” from the Kaiser’s hand and
the continent of Europe would be overrun
with Bolsheviki. It isn’t a question of “pay
when we get ready.” It is a question of
gratitude for safety, peace and preservation.
And there is as much to be expected from
Austria, Hungary and the Balkans as if it
was to be collected from the moon. Russia
is more than apt to line up with Germany.
Russia will not pay her debt.
j To prate about the necessity of signing
• up with a League of Nations under existing
conditions is like going to sea on a con
demned ocean liner that is oozing with rot
and slime in the harbor.
The political excitement of this good year
1924 is the outgrowth of a conspiracy to get
more money out of this country and pay less
every time, of borrowed money, and ft may
transpire that British gold is paying a lot
of propagandists who live on public notoriety
and rotten politics.
There is a time for all things decent and
moral, but there is no morality in signing up
with European wars, or warriors. Common
sense and common business prudence should
convince the American people that the time
has arrived to attend to our own particular'
WHY MRS. SMITH LEFT HOME
By Dr. Frank Crane
IT was given out that she had gone to
California for hei’ health. Those who
knew her, however, were puzzled, for
she had never seemed to have anything the
matter with her. In these days of mys
terious disease, nervous prostrations, insom
nia and hidden breakdowns, the explanation
was nevertheless accepted. She had gone,
at least, and she never came back. One
day her old schooldays friend, Mrs. Brown,
met her in a foreign land and Mrs. Smith
told the real reason,
“I just had to go. My reasons were plain
enough to me, but I couldn’t tell them to
any one else, least of all to my husband
and children.
“It’s the story of the perpetual dropping
that wears away the stone.
"I began my married life with the high
est purposes. I was full of vitality, but just
as of good principles. I tried my best.
I failed. If I had remained I should either
have committed some crime or have gone in
sane.
“The trouble simply was that Henry was
an egotist. He wasn’t bad. He was moral.
He was even kind and generous in his way.
He never abused me. According to the
code commonly accepted I had no cause to
complain.
“I was simply, slowly crushed to death
under the dead mass of my 7 husband’s ego
tism. He didn’t do anything openly cruel. ]
He just weighed. He was what he was. He
j could not possibly escape from himself, be
■ cause it was impossible for him to see that
' he was wrong.
“Slowly all my individuality, my own •
proper soul, was being extinguished. I was
| compelled, not Ijy commands, but by the
dead weight of circumstances, to do contin
ually what I hated. My food, my clothes,
my friends, my amusements, my work, the
whole realm of my life’s expression, came
to be settled in precisely the way that
galled and offended me.
“Several times I tried to explain. I was
listened to courteously enough, but evident
ily was regarded as a mild lunatic. After
an outburst of mine he would buy me a
dress, or do some other thing to please me,
as though I were a child. So I gave up.
■ “I conformed to his ways. The two chil
dren grew up to be just like their father.
They could not understand me.
j “I know how wicked I seem. There’s
maternal affection, and • wifely duty, and
'Christian principle, and all that. l appre
i ciate them. And I think I paid my last
| debt to them. I made up my mind I would
stand it all until my children were mar
ried.
I “When Clara married I set my house in
order and left. I had always had property
| of my own, so the economic issue was ab
sent. - <
I “I live here simply. My youth is gone. I
missed my life. I exercised my highest
j Ideals. They, I think, are what undid me.
If I had rebelled at first I might have been
| happier. Still, I don’t know.
' “I only know lam happy now; not vig
orously happy, but mildly, with a sense of
rest and—air. I go out every morning and
draw deep breaths and thank God for lib
erty.
I am not anarchistic. I never wanted
to do wrong. I was one of those women
who should never marry, I suppose. Or.
perhaps, Henry a n’d I simply did not fit. It
, was a mistake. Nobody’s to blame. I bear
him no ill will. He could not help being
himself.
“And It was what he was, it was what
that whole miserable, narrow world was I
i lived in, that stifled me.
“I am an old woman now. But I have
my garden and my books and—air—air.”
(Copyright, 19 24 )
Grand opera being under discussion, a
. Plunkville citizen was asked if he had ever
seen much of it. By way' of reply He had
this to say:
“Last year I saw an opera called ‘J.a Bo
heme.’ There was a girl in It named Mimi.
She was the heroine, in fact. Along about
the third act, when I Jiad to leave, she was
pretty’ sick. But she must be better now,
I because I see the opera will be back here
' next week.”
1 It was a fashionable wedding. The bride- i
groom had no visible means of support save ■
his father was rich.
\\ hen he came to the stage of the service ;
where he had to repeat, “With all my’ world-i
ly goods I thee bestow!” his father said in
a whisper that could be heard all over the
church; “Heavens! There goes his bicy-
! cle!” ,
TUESDAY, MAY 13, 1924.
business and to give wholesome advice to
our representatives in congress to “let well
enough alone.”
Doing well is hard to beat. In private life
the man who attends to his own business
and allows his neighbor to do likewise is
the citizen who prospers in his peaceful
methods.' It is needless to emphasize the
fact that we are not hungry for war at
this time. The leader or the party which is
promoting war is in a losing business. The
mothers of America are not willing to bring
children into existence to furnish cannon
fodder for European war maniacs. These
children are entitled to life, to liberty and
ownership of what they earn or inherit from
industrious parents. So this nation will vote,
and continue to vote, until the end.
REST FROM OURSELVES
DOCTOR of medicine and surgery fells
a story of a rich woman who told her
black mammy she was going to a san
itarium for a rest cure. The mammy said
in reply: “Is ye aiming to get a rest from
yourself? If you ain’t, there will be no rest
cure, for you, honey.”'
Sanitariums are doing a land-office busi
ness with rich people seeking rest cures,
and the major part of the help they get
conies through their absence from nerve
racking dance or card parties, late hours and
scant dressing, and maybe dopes or stimu
lants. Men in polite society never think of
exposing their necks and lungs to the weath
er, as our society women are doing. They
protect their feet and ankles with good
shoes, while'delicate, women wear open shoes
and slippers and thin hosiery in the coldest
weather of winter. These exposures are
bound to tell their own tale, time enough
being given. They breed disease and pain.
When the queens of society get filled up
with colds and coughs they will naturally
gravitate to doctors and sanitarium nurses.
It is a mercy they have such shelters within
their reach. Doubtless many 'of such people
live longer by running to the sanitariums,
where they must do what the doctors and
the nurses command and enforce.
It would be a good idea for everybody
owning a comfortable home to set apart a
rest cure room and use it for invalids, young
and old.
When the sic kare obliged to have a doc
tor, then move them into the rest cure
apartment, where nobody can interfere with
their rest and composure, under the direction
of the heads of the household.
There is a whole lot of philosophy in get
ting rest from our own selves and avoidance
of excitement and noisy company. Have you
ever tried to get out of yourself, when-things,
get tangled up and hard to manage?
Democracy and Aristocracy
THE whole difference between the aristo
cratic and the democratic point of view
is that the former distrusts human na
ture, fears and despises it, while the latter
trusts it.
The essential democrat is one who believes
that mankind is better than anything it has
done.
I am a democrat (of course I use the word
in no American partisan sense) because I
believe that humanity is incurably good and
progressively wise. •
Men have always been better than their
institutions. It was the natural goodness of
the human heart that abolished the cruel
and revolting doctrines of the theology of a
former day. The people were better than
the church.
All the frauds and tyrannies of monarchs
and nobles of former times were built upon
the theory that the people did not know
what was best for them, and that a ruling
class was necessary. It is true that the peo
ple were ignorant, but the only way to make
them wise is to put upon them the responsi
bility of self-government. The people, as a
whole, never began to rise and excel until
the advent of responsible governments.
All the privilege and established injus
tice in the United States have come about
from those measures taken in timid fear of
the people.
“Politics is corrupt.” We have always
■ said that whenever public ownership of any-
I thing has been proposed. We are rapidly
: learning that “big business,” or huge wealth
managed by individuals, is not only as cor
; rupt as politics but is the very corrupter of
politics.
The aristocrat is a seer of surfaces. He
thinks it is the policeman on the corner
that holds the street crowd in order. As a
matter of fact, it is the innate decency and
love of peace in the crowd itself. If that
spirit were not there the policeman would
be swept away as a leaf befpre the storm.
He thinks it is kings and presidents that
rule countries, in reality countries rule
themselves, and throne holders are but
counters in the game.
He thinks it is legislatures f d parlia
ments that make laws. But the truth is that
laws are the secretion of the body politic;
they are but lame expressions of national
convictions and customs. The basic law is
the common law, which is no more nor less
than the codified habits of the nation.
This thing you call humanity is moving
along by its own steam. Nobody is guiding
it. Nobody is “moulding its destiny.” Ex
cept it be God, which perhaps is but another
name for the spirit of humanity.
You speak of the ignorance, fickleness,
and mob madness of the people. All true
enough. The people have done some devilish
deeds. But it is doubtful if they ever did
them except under the galling of their an
cient enemy—privilege.
The people, the great human race, grows
by its own sap and force. It is like the
| Norse tree ygdrasil, whose roots are in the
past, whose fruits hang in the golden future.
So long as the world thought Jesus to be
some sort of king they warred and pillaged
and set up privileges and tyrannies.
Now we are beginning to see peace on
earth and try to bring about/ goodwill to
ward men; it is because we are discovering
, that Jesus was a democrat, the original
truster of the people.
(Copyright, 1 924.)
Your Ancestors Had Nerve
By John Carlvle
THE thrill has gone out of flying. Air
planes are everywheie. In the armies
of the world we find every sort of fly
ing contrivance.
Do you think of flying as a brand-new
idea, begun day before yesterday? If you
do, you are not familiar with the history of
aeronautics and you are not giving your
forefathers credit for ideas and for courage.
Archimedes, a Greek mathematician, who
lived several centuries before Christ, laid
down the principles of flight which are used
today in flying machines.
Most of us are familiar with the mytho
; logical story of a youth named Icarus who'
attempted to fly with wings of wax. It is
■said that he flew too near the sun. The sun
melted his waxen wings and Icarus fell into
the sea.
Italy has given the world many ideas and
many courageous demonstrators. Columbus
wasn’t the only Italian who had the nerve to
, try something new.
In 1617, about the time the Pilgrims were
< coming to America, an Italian by the name
of Veranzio leaped off a high tower in Venice,
. supported by a home-made parachute. It
wag a square framework, covered with can
vas. Records of that day do not say whether
Veranzio landed right "ide up or not.
Early in the eighteenth century Karl Meer-
MY WIFE ANDI
BY CAROLYN BEECHER
What has gone before. —Robert Bruce
Henderson, young lawyer, tails victim -
to the charms of Natalie while on a busi-*
ness trip and marries her at onece, with
out knowing much about her or her fam
ily. They begin housekeeping in a New
York apartment. Robet's uncle, for ‘
whom he was named, disapproves of the
haste of the wooing and wedding, but
says nthing. Garth Holden, handsome
and wealthy college clium of Robert, t
dines iwth them. Natalie appears not to
fancy him, but shows a decided liking <
for Ned Church, a friend of Bruce’s, who <
is pretty much of a male flirt. Bruce
returns lateat night from a trip. Natalie
reaches home later and declines to tell <
Bruse whom she was with. Bruce is
made a partner in his uncle’s firm and
Natalie develops extravagant tastes. —
Now go on with the story. -e
CHAPTER XIII
I WAS relieved when I saw Garth Holden,
was the early arrival. Natalie greeted
him with great sprightliness, then said:
“Now run along, you two. and make those
cocktails! You’ve come just in time to help
Bruce, Garth.”
“What’s up, old man?” Garth asked. •*
“Something gone wrong on your trip?”
“Quite the contrary. I am put out, though.
Morton had the nerve to send all this stuff
to Natalie.”
“I wondered where you got the makings,
knowing you had cut out booze.” / i j
“I don’t like it! I got home only an hour J
ago and if it had not been for hurting Nat*
alie, spoiling her party, I should have
the stuff back. I can furnish all we need
her parties.”
“Calm down, old man. As you say it would
spoil her evening if you ni.ade a fuss, and 1
Morton don’t know apy better, hasn’t/an idea I
he's offended-you.”
We had barely finished making the cock
tails when the other guests arrived. Ned and '•
Jessie Church came last. Jessie her usual,. |
dainty, lovely self, Ned a bit more swagge/- (
ing than ever. Natalie had seated
her right. I thought it in bad taste, ar/there
were other men more prominent an/whoml
he did not know so well. But L/could do
nothing. I had not been as to the
seating.
“What delicious cocktails?* one of the
men said as Natalie’s health/was drunk. ,
“Aren’t they?” she returned, smiling. I ,
have to thank Mr. Morton for them.” I could
nave shaken her, so angry and embarrassed
was I. “Mr. Henderson won’t buy any more
liquors. He says the prohibition brands aie
poisonous.” |
“I’ll take a chance on this,” Ned Church ,
broke in. “We all owe you a vote of thanks, ■
Morton.”
To my relief, Garth changed the subject
and the dinner passed off gaily. Natalie had
done wonders. Everything was delicious, the
table appointments and flowers in excellent ,
taste, the,service erfect. Two waiters from
the club had been negaged for the affair.
I bad tried to join in the merriment, but l
with indifferent success. /
“Buck up. old man',” Garth said as we left
the table, “the worst is yet to come.”
Natalie had arranged to play bridge. Our j
apartment was not large enough for so many i
to dance, a fact she had deplored. Never had
she looked more lovely,.been more vivacious,
yet there was something about her that
baffled me.
I was playing opposite Jessie, she was
dummy, when I caught her looking at Nat
alie, who happened to be at th,e same table U
with Ned, with a peculiar look, sad, dis- ,
tressed, in her eyes. We had been pivoting
and I had paid little attention to Natalie, as
I had had difficulty keeping my thoughts on I
mv game? When I looked up again Jessie ;
was smiling, replying to a facetious remark
Garth had made.
I shook myself together as a miserable I*
susylcion. crossed my mind. I was becoming <-!
morbid. Ned saw nothing of aNtalie, Jessie’s '
glance had meant nothing.
At 11 o’clock I intercepted a look between
Ned and Natalie.
“When this rubber is finished,” she said,
“Mr. and'Mrs. Church have invited us all to
go somewhere to dance.’ Unconsciously my |
eye flew to Jessie. The quick flush, the in- J
dignant look that vanished as I noted it, told ' j
me as ‘plainly as if she had spoken that Nat
alie’s informatin was news to per.
A -delightful stir followed Natalie’s an- j
nouncement, while Garth winked at mo, then j
said: x j
“What did I tell you, Bruce?” A warning I
glance followed. Jessie was staring at me. |
Garth knew me so well, knew all my little |
idiosyncrasies. He knew that had Natalie
wanted our guest? to have further entertain- I
ment I would have preferred to be the host j
rather than delegate that office to one of my ,
guests. I couldn t well blame Natalie ex
cept that I thought her own good sense, her ,
pride, might have informed her of what was ,i
au fait. We never had discussed the [»
ject; there had been no necessity Most of
dancing parties had been impromptu affairs,
each one being host as it happened.
I opeied my mouth to object, to say we ,
would go, but that thev were to consider
themselves my guests, not Ned’s, wheri. Jessie
spoke:
“You’ll let us have the pleasure, Bruce? j
I for one shall be disappointed if you do not.”
I looked at her in admiration. What, a (
thorough little sport she was. _ !
“You shan’t be disappoited, Jessie, and T
claim the first dance with our charming '■*
hostess.” While she seconded his invitation.
I kept my eyes on Ned and his look of sur- |
prise,; his unconscious* start, told me I was (
right in my surmise. She had known noth
ing of his plans.
“What a brick Jessie is,” Garth said as we I
left, the table together. “She’s too good for j
Ned.” Then: “How lovely Natalie is. I
never saw her look better.”
I o-lanced at my wife. She -was lovely, ex
quisite. Her eyes sparkled, her cheeks
flushed with excitement and anticipation.
For the first time I noticed she had on a >
gown I had never seen before, in color like I
the heart of a delicate pink rose. My warn
ing as to her extravagance had in vain.-
Some way that dress added to my resentment.-
From my viewpoint the entire affair was a ,
sort, of horror. Once more I pulled myself
together to sile at Miss Tyford and murmur
a polie reply to her remark that she had won
a prize, that the party had been a great
success.
Con tin tied Thursday
win, a German, made a form of glider. He
proved that even as early as that a lot was
known about the resistance of the air.
But in 1776 something happened beside
the signing of the Declaration of Independ
ence. In that year Cavendish,'an English- .
man, discovered hydrogen gas and proved
that it was lighter than air. This discovery
marked the real beginning of aeronautics.
The actual invention of the balloon came
a few years later. That invention is credited
to two brothers by she name of Montgolfier. ,
Ali through the nineteenth century experi- •
ments were made with aeroplanes of one sort
and another. After 1890 aeroplanes that (
would fly with some degree of certainty were
built.
Let’s be grateful to our experimenting an
cestors. They had ideas and they had cour
age. They made the path for us to follow.
(Copyright, 1924.) £