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A BIBLE THOUGHT FOR TODAY
Woe unto you, scribes and Pharisees, hypo
crites! for ye devour widows’ houses and
for a pretense, make long prayer; there
fore ye shall receive the greater damna
tion. Woe unto you; scribes and Phari
sees, hypocrites! for ye compass sea and
land to make one proselyte, and when he
is made, ye make him twofold more the
child of hell than yourselves.—Matthew
23:14-14. (Christ is speaking.)
The Democratic Convention
THE national convention of the Demo
crats, only two days futureward, will
present a thousand significant con
trasts to that of the Republicans. Always
opposed in principle, the two parties are now
strikingly different in personality as well.
The foregathering at Cleveland would have
been as flat as a Coolidge message on the
World Court but for the occasional upsurging
of a little group of wild Westerners, who
were squelched, and for the last-minute sur
prise of Dawes being chosen tail of the Pres
idential kite. In all other respects that con
vention might have been held with automa
tons for delegates, operated by a switch from
the White House.
There will be nothing mechanical about '
the Democratic meeting, and no shadow of
dictatorship. A majority of the delegates
come instructed or personally committed to
vote for William G. McAdoo. But their
pledges have been voluntarily taken, and
their only bond is that of a common enthu
siasm for the party's foremost Liberal and
for the free principles be champions. Every
step of the New York convention promises to
be unconstrained and forward-going.
In further and sharper contrast to the Re
publican affair will be the interests and aims
dominant at the Democratic council. Forces
there are which, though without loyalty to
either party, seek to control and use them
both—the forces, for Instance, behind the
Fordney-McCumber tariff and other legisla
tion that favors the few at the expense of
the rank and file. That these will have their
agents at the New York convention there is
no gainsaying; nor can it be denied that
they will do their resourceful utmost to pre
vent the nomination of William G. McAdoo.
But whereas at the Republican national con
vention they were the very body of the cur
rent, at the Democratic they will be mere
bubbles on the stream.
Nor is this surprising when we consider
the recent records on which the two parties
stand. The Republican is a record of reac
tion against what is most liberal in Ameri
can policy and most heroic in American his
tory, a turning back from things progressive
in our own government and a repudiation of
the ideals for which we entered the World
war. Moreover, within the tenure of the
present administration there has existed at
Washington such recreance to official trusts,
such disregard of public interests, such in
competency, such corruption and such graft
as have no parallel in the annals of the last
half century. What a different background
is that of the Democratic convention, whose
counsels will be inspired by fresh and im-
memories of an administration
which was as great in peace as in war and as
noble in deeds as in ideals.
Much is expected this year of Democracy's
representatives in the forthcoming conven
tion, but the highest expectation of all is
that they will put forward a Presidential
candidate worthy of the party's and the
country’s best traditions and best hopes, a
leader whom forward-minded Americans can
follow- with confidence and enthusiasm. Who
is such * randidate? it is The Journal's con
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THE ATLANTA TRI-WEEKLY JOURNAL
Exit the Spleen
THERE was an era, not far distant,
when a man's liver was always
under suspicion in the tragedy of life. '
If he was down and threatening to go out,
a family convocation brought in the local
doctors to estimate his chances, and take
action accordingly. As soon as they reached
his bedside, these took his liter by the
throat, so to speak, and squeezed it dry.
This they did with the aid of cathartics.
The cathartic era, as it may be known to
history, saw the birth of more kinds of liver
poisons than the shelves of an ordinary drug
store could hold. Men accumulated great
fortunes by legalized assaults on the public
liver. Society carried its pellets as now it
carries its vanity box. But when it became
apparent that the little round pill was not
a complete success for the sluggish
liver, and men obstinately developed
pains farther down, some one dug up a
defective appendix, and science was oft on
a new trail. Drug stores swept the pills
to the back of the shelf, and used the front
space to display attractive blue steel and
silver-plated hardware, gas bags, antisep
tics and sterilized gauze. The appendix re
moval became a feature in all the papers, a
social fad. The woman who retained her
appendix was ostracized as vulgar, and men
who could not show a scar over on the star
board side of their tummies suffered in their
credit. The humblest little doctor soon
caught the trick and hospitals became
shambles. In those good old days SSO per
appendix was the standard charge.
The doctor cut everything but the price.
All went merrily along with the loss of
than an occasional patient from “complica
tions.” No appendix operation has ever yet
slain a victim, but complications reaped a
ghastly harvest.
Then appendices began to get scarce, for
you can remove a man's appendix only once.
Patients, men who had been deprived of
theirs, became, for the family doctors, what
the bankers term, frozen .assets. They could
not be realized on in time of need. The
appendix era drew toward its close. The
real seat of most human troubles was dis
covered to be the tonsils. There was a
rush for the tonsils. Out they came, from
eld and young, those deadly poison centers.
Large families had tonsil showers to
celebrate the wonderful advance of
science. But the tonsil era waned also, for,
while X-raying around it was discovered
that a man whose liver had been wrecked,
appendix extirpated and tonsils removed,
was really suffering from abscessed teeth.
To the profession this was a discovery al
most as exciting as the advent of radio
broadcasting. The dentists pricked up their
ears and laid in enormous stocks of novo
caine and china molars. People rushed to
the front to swap their old teeth for brand
new sets, paying boot cheerfully.
For teeth were the unmasked enemies of
the human race. How Ma lived to be 80,
how Pa triumphantly outlived most of his
childten were no longer mysteries; they
lost ihelr teeth early.
And now, in the very middle of the teeth
era, here comes the celebrated Doctor Mayo,
of Rochester, and says the real danger to
the race is not in the liver, nor the tonsils
nor the teeth, at all, but down in the
splieix.
“An enlarged spleen,” he told his fellow
sui geons, “may in a measure supplant the
diseased : ppendix on the operating table.
The .chronically enlarged spleen must be re
garded as a menace, and it rests with the
physician to show why it should not be
removed.
“The spleen in such a condition is dan
gerous because of its excessive destruction
of red cells that carry oxygen from the
lungs to the body tissues, aid the blood
plasms in carrying carbon dioxide to the
lungs for exhalation, and transport vital
substances to the tissues.
“One of the proper functions of the
spleen is the destruction of deteriorated
I blood cells. When it is enlarged this de
struction may become excessive and produce
a chronic anaemia that leads to death di
rectly or indirectly.”
There ife is in black and white. Who will
, contradict a man like Doctor Mayo? Who
wants to? The spleen has been with us a
long time and has often been suspected of
unfriendliness. Shakespeare seemed to
sense it; other writers were dimly con
scious of it. Now Dr. Mayo has turned his
thumb down. Exit the spleen.
The man of the future will be gathered
i to his fathers as was the man of the past,
but it will be indeed a wise father that rec
ognizes his own child, after the pruning
season is at an end.
PUNGENT PARAGRAPHS
An unused inventive faculty dies young:
if he is a bachelor until thirty, he never
will have much success with an alibi.—-Jer
sey City tN. J.) Journal.
One thing that is noticeable about the ris
ing generation is that the son in the family
acquires the knack of driving it so much
earlier in life than he does that of washing
and polishing it. —Detroit News.
It's hard enough under any circumstances
for a bachelor to hold a baby, but it’s simply
torture when the baby belongs to the girl who
jilted him two years before.
When a man has an opportunity to become
a hero he is usually busy at something else.
It always makes a man feel cheap to he
caught looking at a photograph of himself.
There is foe often an invisible motive back
j of the hand extended to help others.
| HIS BROTHER’S WIFE
BY RUBY M. AYRES
j CHAPTER AVIII
An Experiment
MONTAGUE FISHER and David Breth-j
erton had been friends ever since.
I their schooldays, when Fisher had
“fagged” for Bretherton, and adored him as
ja younger boy will sometimes look up to and
make a hero of an elder who is more brilliant
and popular than himself.
When Bretherton came into the inherit
ance and rent-roll of Red Grange, one of the
first things he did was to look up his old
friend —then a young lawyer but just begin
ning to feel his way—and hand over bis as-)
fairs for Fisher to deal with.
It was through him that Nigel's generous
allowance had been paid while David was
abroad, through him that the estates had
been administered during their owner’s
absence.
But the old friendship between the two
men still existed in spite of their business ,
relations, and Fisher had been genuinely de- •
lighted to see David again.
He was thinking of him one morning as ;
he sat in his office, signing letters that had ]
been prepared for him by his typist.
By the early post he had heard from ;
David to the effect that he had arranged for
his brother's widow to come to Red Grange.
“. . . We can but see how it works”
(so he wrote). “Aunt Florence is quite will-;
ing for the experiment to be made. She en
tirely agrees with me that, we ought to do
everything in. Ttr power to help her now
Nigel is gone.”
“It’s a mistake—l’m sure it’s a mistake,”
Fisher said across the breakfast table to his
sister. “David hasn’t seen the girl, and I
have. I’m sure he’ll regret having taken
such a step.”
“He can always send her away,” said
Dora idly.
She was breakfasting in a loose tea gown,
and her hair was carelessly dressed.
Now David was no longer in the house,
she had reverted to her usual rather sloven
ly habits. She yawned as she spoke.
“What sort of a woman is she?” she
asked, without much interest.
Monty hesitated.
“Well, I dare say you’d call her pretty—
in a common sort of style,” he said hesitat
ingly. “She’s got rather good hair, reddish
sort of color— Oh, yes, she’s decidedly
pretty. But there’s something cheap about
her. I don’t know if it's her clothes or her
manners, but I'm sure that she won’t suit
David for long.”
“I shouldn’t think David would suit her,
either, if she’s what you describe. She'll find
the Red Grange dull, and David uninterest-|
ing.”
Monty laughed rather ruefully.
“If she does, she'll be too clever to let
him know it. She struck me as being the
sort of woman who would sell her soul for
money and luxury. Oh, no! I should say
she’ll settle herself there quite permanently.
It's a pity. I told David what I thought
about it; but you know what he is once he
gets an idea into his head. He seems to im
agine he’s got a very strong duty toward this
girl—a duty which might well be discharged
with an allowance, I should have thought.”
“David wants a wife to manage him,” said
Dora, with greater energy than she had i
hitherto displayed. “Don’t you think so?”
She . looked across at her brother with a
smile.
Monty shrugged his shoulders.
'‘He’ll never marry. He doesn’t care about
women.”
She leaned her elbow on the table and her
chin in the palm of her hand.
“What will you bet me?” she asked.
He stared at her.
“I don’t understand.”
She laughed softly.
“I mean that I shouldn't mind being Mrs.
David myself,” sbe said.
'Good heavens!”
Monty stared at her in blank amazement.
Suddenly he laughed.
“You don’t mean that you’re serious?” :
“Why not?” There was a hint of im-j
patience in her voice. “David and I have
always been good friends. I should think he I
probably likes me as well as any woman he
knows. And, Monty, you know you’d love to;
have a place like Red Grange as a sort of I
second home.”
Monty rubbed his chin thoughtfully.
“David’s cut out for a bachelor,” he said
again.
A little flush of annoyance crept into his
sister's cheeks.
“Oh. very well, if that’s your attitude! But
it’s a very poor compliment to me.”
He stretched out his hand asd touched her
arm.
I
“You know T didn’t mean it in that way. |
You know well enough that I’d back you
against any woman in the world to get your
own way if you meant to. But I'd never
dreamed of such a thing. You and David —”
He laughed, rather excitedly. “Gad, it would
'be a fine thing for you, old girl! He’s —
well he’s pretty well off. you know.”
She leaned back in her chair, folding her
arms behind her head.
The loose sleeves of the gown she wore fell
away, revealing white, dimpled elbows and
I slender wrists.
She was certainly the best-looking girl he
had ever seen. Monty thought, with a thrill |
□f prjde. He pushed back his chair with
sudden excitement, went round the table and.!
bending, kissed her cheek
“Well, good luck, if you’ve set your heart
on him. v he said heartily. “He’s one of the
; best, anyway.”
t She made a little grimace.
“Oh. he's all right! A bit of a stick, but I
dare say I could change that. He was never’
half the fun Nigel was.”
j Monty looked a little unhappy.
‘lf you don't really care for him—” he be
gan
j She cut him short.
' “No preaching, there’s a dear! It's not in
me to care for anyone in rhe story-book sort
of way. I dare say we should jog along quite
i well together. He's too much of a gentleman
tn quarrel with me. even if he felt like it; and.
I m too lazy—" She. rose tn her feet. “Yon
might remind him that he promised to ask us
down to Red Grange, Monty.”
“Give him a chance, my dear. He only went
down himself two days ago”
“I know. But we don't want to waste time.”
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tion now to avoid missing a chapter.
A winsome new bride tripped into a candy
shop to make a little purchase for her hubby.
The clerk who came forward to wait on her
was one of those laconic individuals who deal
only in monosyllables.
“I wish some cigarettes for my husband,"
chirped the little bride.
“Cork?'’ asked the clerk.
“Is that better than tobacco?”
The manager of a local hotel, recalling his
novitiate as clerk employed in a country
wayside house, relates that one morning a
guest came downstairs and complained to the
proprietor that he had not slept at all.
“I was troubled with insomnia,” he said.
‘ Don't believe a word of it.” said the in
dignant host. "Had the placp cleaned out
(only this spring. Show me one, if you can!
■;« THE country home
BY MRS. W. H. FELTON
THE NEVER-CEASING CRY FOR MORE.
SCHOOL MONEY
ryVH E Georgia legislature reassembles on
June 25th. The same body held two
long, do-nothing sessions in 19 23.
They had been elected to do certain things,
especially against the notorious tax equaliza
tion law and the reduction of office holders
who fill nearly all the state departments to
the limit at this time, crowding the names
on the pay roll. While the house obeyed
the voice of the tax payers and voters and
voted out the tax equalization law at both
sessions, the senate refused to consider the
bill sent over, in due form and order, to
the senate by the. house, and this brazen at
titude seemed to have converted the gover
nor and the political leaders in the senate
to its way of thinking. The atrocity is in
explicable.
The senate disobeyed orders and passed
bills making additional positions for people
greedily seeking office, and the amounts ap
propriated would seem to indicate the re
solve to bankrupt the state and do nothing
to relieve the dismal situation and the cry,
which is broadcasted all over the stale.
“More money for schools.” is intended to
impress the legislators who are packing their
suit cases right now to attend another long
and expensive session with a bulldozing
crowd in control of our state's business,
which seems to be now inevitable. There
also seems to be no backbone in the Georgia
politics. The office holders are intent on
their public pap—and they are, in the ma
jority. It. goes without, saying the long lane
of extravagance will turn soon into a vigor
ous protest against the waste and extrava
gance of state authorities. Every dollar
that the state tax gatherer collects is divid
ed fifty-fifty with common schools. Millions
of other revenues are also thus appropriated
and the long-suffering people are the vic
tims. This is preposterous.
THE COMMUNIST PRESIDENTIAL CON
\ ’ ENTION
WE are gravely informed that thirty
countries are sending delegates to the
Communist convention, which is now
in session (June 17), and which may, or rnav
not, nominate Senator La Follette as the
choice of the convention for president.
It. is also understood that various coun
tries in Europe are raising money to carry
on the propaganda which has been skillfully
circulated over these United States to aid
the Communists in their attempt to convert
his republic into a Communistic form of gov-
RARE TALES FROM THE.WIDE. WIDE WORT D
ERLlN.—Ever since postal communica
( tions were re-established with Ger
many, letters have been coming in from
b
abroad—above all from America—bearing
inscriptions like the following on the en
velopes:
“Don't steal this.” “No use to steal
this. ’ “No dollars within; don’t steal.”
And others of the same tenor.
But there are limits even to the prover
bial patience of the Germans. The post
office department now announces that let
ters bearing these or other similar expres
sions will be returned to the writer.
SLAIN FOR SLIGHTING A COW
ZURICH, Switzerland.—A wealthy estate
owner of the Canton of Neuchatel visited
the farm of a neighboring peasant to buy
some cows. He found the cowherd milking
and asked him how much milk his cow gave.
"Sixteen quarts a day,” was the answer.
“You mean a week, don’t you?” jestingly
replied the estate-owner.
Thereupon the cowherd, enraged at the
insult to his pet cow, rose and crushed the
man's skull with his milking-stool, killing
him instantly, Everywhere in the Old
World a close bond of sympathy unites the
peasant and his cows.
ALCOHOL CURE~FOR INEBRIATES
CHRISTIANIA.—The old homeopathic
rule that "like is cured by like,” commonly
expressed in the humble phrase that “the
hair of the dog is good for the bite,” is
being tried out in the Home for Inebriates.
Instead of depriving lhe patients of alcohol,
they are overdosed with it. No other drink
is given them, their food is flavored with
it, and their bread soaked in wine.
After a few days of this even the most
hardened drinker begins to feel a strong
repulsion against all forms of alcoholic
drink, and it is alleged that a few weeks
are generally sufficient to effect a complete
cure.
MOZART BOYCOTTED AS’ “FRENCH”
DRESDEN.—Even the mightiest prophet
can be without honor in his own country.
What Do You Do in the Evenings
BY JOHN CARLYLE
THIS is to young men getting their first
executive jobs. And more and more
young men are coming into executive
positions. They are getting private offices
with their names on the doors.
Here is something that some day you will
be glad you remembered:
Don't try to play the role of a “big man.”
Don't be guided by what you have read
in a magazine or by what you have seen
some little men try to get away with.
Don't think that to be a big man you
must shut yourself away from contact with
those in your own concern and with those
on the outside.
An anteroom and an office boy with
brass buttons and a private secretary with
horn glasses can not make you a “big man.”
Neither can an air of mystery and im
portance and the practice of barred-door ex
clusion.
I have known executives with plenty of
time on their hands. They even sat with
their feet on the table reading the sport
ing pages while men waited outside to see
them. They made it a practice to instruct
the office boy to tell every caller he would
have to wait.
These imitation big love pose. They
think they impress their acquaintances.
They think it is commponplace to be acces
sible.
They love to send out word that “I am
in conference.”
Really big men. on the other hand, keep]
their contact with folks. They come out
of their offices and talk and act like human,
beings.
’the first thing a really big man does >s
to put at ease, not with pose but with natural
charm, people who have less fortunate posi-i
tions in life.
Akn who have real personalitv USE IT ALL
THE TIME.
They don't greet the clerk with one man
ner and the president with another.
A man who really has personality has
enough to go around or he hasn't any.
A realy big man is big all the time. He
is a big man at breakfast with his wife.
He is a big man in the barbershop and at
the bail game as well as ‘inconference.”
And being big doesn’t men being any less
of a human being. It is BEING something
earnest and sincere in«teady of just seeming
something. ,
TUESDAY. JUNE 24, 1024. .
i eminent, and the commune proposes to take
, over public utilities, such a railroads, coal
mines, oil sections, etc., and put in authori
! ty politicians pledged to this movement. To
an old lady like myself, who has lived
i through four wars in the United States, who
has personal recollections of the assassina
! lion of three presidents in office, and one
I who was offering for president in the fateful
j year of 1912, it would only need the mention
I of this Communist attempt (to control this
I republic) to wake up the country to the
j menace and the danger.
If successful there will be a division of
the property of those who have accumulated
■ it. honestly and by thrift and industry and
• who hold deeds to secure the ownership.
; The commune will own, as Trotzky manages
Russia today, all the real estate, the manu
factories and the banks, and if resistance
should be made these objectors will be lined
• up against a wall and shot to death as
traitors to the commune dynasty. It would
seem to be the time to cry aloud, “To your
tents, O Israel!”
THE LAPSE OF NAPOLEON
IN his time, Napoleon Bonaparte was the
most thrilling character in his century.
; He was the terror of Europe, and the
pride and boast, of France. He seemed to
)be invincible at the height of his career,
hut the tide turned on the 18th of June,
'lßls, when the battle of Waterloo was;
! fought. Napoleon’s descent was as great
• as his rise had been phenomenal.
He made some mistakes and his personal
■ambition misled him into disaster finally.
France, generally gets bewildered in the
blaze of what she calls “Glory.” The wor
shippers of Napoleon shouted for glory and
there will be monuments in France in mem
ory of the great Corsican for ages to come.
If he had gone slower he would have
lasted longer. If he had not placed a
crown on his head France would have
jserved him belter in the end. Among the
• certain things in human life is the downfall
that goes along with towering ambition.
There have been examples of personal am
bition in our own country that broke down
in unexpected places. Henry Clay and J. G.
Blaine are samples of what is here indicat
ed. . Both of them set their hearts on oc
cupying the White House. They put in this
■ craving all the strength of their lives and
I vet what seemed so near was reallv far off
’ i They were sorely disappointed. To the end
U of their lives there was unavailing regret at
: the breakdown. Thus Napoleon deceived
• i himself.
A traveling opera troupe produced Mozart’s
Coei Fran Tutte" in the small Saxon city
of Grossenhain, and was astounded to find
only a few speciators present.
Investigation disclosed that the display
bills had almost everywhere been pasted
over with small stickers calling on all pa
triotic citizens to boycott “this French
I opera.”
BERLIN BIRTH RATE CUT IN TWO
BERLIN. ——ln 1913, 76,665 births were re
corded in the German capital. In 1923
there were 38.551, or barely more than half
las many. The number of children becom
ing of school age (six) dropped in the same
I time from 69,900 to 31,000. The total num
ber of school children between 6 and 15
year of age was 603 000 in 1919. and is
now 471,000. The bureau of statistics cal
culates that the number will be onlv 305 000
in 1929.
AN IDEAI? HUSBAND
LONDON.—The Byron centenary is pre
ceded by the birth centenary of Sidney
Dobell, a gentle Victorian whose life was
in maiked contrast. Dobell was engaged
at the age of fifteen, married at twenty,
and it is on bis own record that during
their thirty years together he and his wife
l were never thirty hours apart. Such an
] event rivals, if it does not surpass, the
I continuous companionship of Browning and
his wife; and is the kind of experience rare
i ly found in poets’ lives.
! GLACIAL PERIOD RETURNING SWEDISH
SCIENTIST SAYS'
BERT.IN.—That a new glacial period may
be on the way is the uncheerful prediction
of the Swedish scientist. Riitgar Sernander
His researches in the last year have con
i vinced him that climatic conditions are
steadily growing worse, thus continuing,
albeit slowly, a development which began
with the transition from the iron to the
bronze period in Scandinavia, that is, about
,500 B. C.
Government by Business
By Dr. Frank Crane
THE leader of modern men is the busi
ness man. This has come about by
natural evolution.
Roughly classifying, we might say that
the earliest leader of men was the warrior
The most perfect type is Julius Caesar. The
soldier-hero was king, lawgiver, and high
] priest.
lhe leader of men in the mediaeval world
- was the priest, of whom Gregory the Great
is the type. He projected the Caesaria sys
tem into the spiritual world.
After the Reformation and the French
Revolution the hereditary noble was the
leader. Os this class Queen Victoria and
hiancis Joseph of Austria are good examples.
Now that democracy is finding itself, it *s
recognizing that work, and not war nor re
ligious feeling nor noble dilettantism, is the
only normal occupation of the common man.
Hence the natural ruler of the common man
is the business man. that is the man who
gives employment and directs labor.
What are we coming to, then? The sordid
ness of universal dollar title? The crassness
■of plutocracy? The worship of the shrewd
ness and fox-likeness needed to amass
money, to the detriment of the nobler ele
ments of character?
j I think not. When we shall have got ad
justed I believe we shall find that govern
ment by business is the best pos ible form
of government. The bad money-kin; is pret
ty bad, but at his worst he is better than
the bad soldier, priest or hereditary aristo-]
erat. The good money-maker, however, is
infinitely better than the good soldier, priest
or noble, for the reason that his power is
tied up with the welfare of lhe people. He
can only prosper by making the commons!
prosper; I mean in the long run and as a
system. !
The universal rule of money will automat
ically eliminate class, and by and by will
bring justice and not privilege to govern
the earth.
The trouble now is that the world is not.
yet organized on a business basis; we are!
trying to carry on a business government,
encumbered by innumerable trammels of
heredity, unjust special privilege, inheritance
and other ghost authorities whose o pow
er lies in the inertia of humanity.
The responsibility that rests on wealth
is the most misunderstood of social-ethical
forces. In reality that responsibility points;
to just one thing, to-wit, to make conditions
better for workers.
It means to make a brighter world, a
juster world, to do away with privilege, to
give all men a square deal.
i Wh®n responsibility descend® upon power
MY WIFE AND I
BY CAROLYN BEECHER
CHAPTER AXX
<4T TS wor king!” Diana whispered glee
fully. “Do your part now and we’ll
get results.”
Natalie had flushed, then turned to Ned
and devoted her attention to him more, no
ticeably than before. So I did my best tw
follow Diana’s lead and flattered myself l
was succeeding. Jessie’s eyes twinkled; she
at least had not been fooled.
After dinner we took up the rugs and
danced. I claimed most of the dances with
Diana, laughingly saying a man wasn’t sup
posed to dance with his own wife, although 1
previously I had insisted upon as many as
Natalie would give me. Garth scowled at. us
at first, but after he had danced with Jessie
his eyes twinkled, too, when he looked at ns.
It had been Jessie, not he, who discovered
our ruse.
Mrs. Brooks looked on frowningly. I knew
I was in for a curtain lecture upon niy duties
as a husband, but this knowledge deterred
me not a whit. And to be truthful I was en
joying myself immensely. Diana in her vamp
role was creamingly funny. She carried it
off delightfully. '
What she had told me of the conversation
between Natalie and Ned had banished my
jealousy—at least for a time. I had not
really believed Natalie foolish enough to en
courage Ned too far, but the certainty that
she had not, brought me comfort nevertheless.
“I do so love such impromptu affairs,”
Diana said when they left. “1 never had $
better time in my life.”
“That, means you will come again?” I
asked, looking at her as soulfully as I kneC H
how.
“Surest thing you know!” she replied,
turning my glance.
I had enjoyed the play with her, hut was
glad when the good-nights were said and I
could relax. I was out of practice, had been
married three years, and Natalie's coldness
had prohibited show of feeling.
Mrs. Brooks didn't wait until morning to >
censure me. Natalie left us for a moment
and she commenced:
“Don’t you think you showed had taste in
devoting yourself so constantly to that Miss
Lovell, Bruce? Os course I know you didn’t
mean anything, but other people aren't so
charitable.”
Natalie’s entrance gave me an excuse not
to answer.
“Good night,” she said quietly. “I’m go
ing to bed. I have a busy day tomorrow,
mother, and if you want to go with me you
had better follow my example.”
With a reproving glance at me, Mrs.
Brooks followed her.
I paid Natalie’s bills, then drew her a.
check for her monthly allowance. That she
intended in some way to circumvent me, I
feared; she had shown her hand by inviting
guests immediately after I had said we must
economize. Not that I resented her having
guests whenever she chose—l had purposely
refrained in my talk from mentioning enter
taining at home. 1 had no desire to shut her
off from that pleasure. But I felt it had
been done defiantly.
For the first time I talked to Uncle Robert
of my private affairs. Something he said
started it; then I told him I had put Natalie
on an allowance and had refused to let her
have charge accounts any longer.
“A step in the right'directlon, my boy,” ha
replied. “It is very easy to say ‘charge it’
and when women love beautiful things, as
Natalie does, they don’t stop to reckon the
cost. Having to put their hands in their «
pockets and pay real money is bound to be
a deterrent. How did Natalie likp the idea?”
“She took it quietly. I don’t think she
was wholly pleased.”
“You gave her a generous allowance?”
“All 1 could afford.”
“Then you have done your duty. I hate
to see you so bothered. Have you decided
where to spend your vacation?”
, “Yes. I shall rough it for two weeks.”
“Good! Will Natalie go with you?”
“I’m afraid not. She wants to go to New
port, but I can’t see my way to letting her '
go there. Perhaps she and her mother will
go to some less expensive place.”
That night I told Natalie my plan. I asked
her to go with me to the Maine woods, take
a guide who was a good cook, and rough it.
“1 decidedly shall not,” she replied. “I
have planned to go to Newport. Mother has
never been to any fashionable resort, and she
will go with me.”
“I can't afford to send you and your moth
er to Newport, Natalie. You will have to
choose a quieter place, a less expensive one.”
“Then,- I’ll stay at home.”
“You will suit yourself as to that,” I re
plied. Her coolness as usual exasperated me.
She had spoken quietly, in a low voice—her
face a mask.
"Have you, with your legal brain, thought
of any other way of humiliating me?” she
asked.
I tried to take her into my arms, to get
her to listen to me, but she repulsed me, j
saying: <|
“Try such tactics on Diana. From what I I
saw last night she will appreciate them more * ’
than I do.”
I felt absolutely gleeful. Natalie was
jealous.
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the result is the passion for justice, not. j,
charity or mercy; the result is a perception
I of the truth that the deepest charity is
justice.
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expressed in the saying:
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