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EDITORIAL PAGE THE ATLANTA GEORGIAN Published Every Afternoon Except Sunday r». ♦K3 GKORGIAX COMPANY At 29 Eest Alabama St , Atlanta, Ga. Entered as second-class matter at postoffice at Atlanta, under act of March 3. 1873. Subscription Price —Delivered by carrier. 10 cent? a week. By mail. $5.00 a year. Payable in advance. A Alan Does Not Get Old 1 Until He Is Ninety— -1 Os Course Not. Ninety Should Be the Prime of Life. A Hundred and Forty-f-e’zr T, -_ _ Good Average Old Age in Days to Come. Al a meeting of the Medico-Legal society, recently, it was stated that a man of fifty ought to have forty good years ahead of him. As a matter of fact, a man of fifty in the really scientific and civilized days that are to come, will have NINETY GOOD YEARS AHEAD OF HIM. There was a day—only a few generations back—when the sec ond largest city in France had not one single man or woman past fifty years of age. Sewerage ran through the open streets and into the wells. The graveyards were on the hills above the villages and the diseases of the dead ran down into the springs. Plague occasionally killed half of all the people. And regularly it killed them before half their natural life had passed. Now. a man at fifty is considered young—he was once gray bearded, waiting for death. In days to come, and not far off, the man - of ninety will be in his prime Old age will begin long past a hundred And death will come in the case of the average, well behaved man, at between 140 and 150 years of age. The exceptional man will live to two hun dred—and probably be very tiresome telling of the changes that he has seen in real estate values. An animal should live at least ten times as long as the time it takes him to reach the age of reproduction. A horse becomes a father at two years of age and lives to be at least twenty—even to forty. The animals, on an average, all live at least ten times as long as it takes them to reach the paternal age. Man becomes a father at the earliest at about, fifteen. And, according to the simple rule, he ought to live to a hundred and fifty. Life will be divided up into interesting periods when it reaches its full length. Youth will last, with its imagination, hopes and romance, to about fifty. Earnest, hard work will last from fifty to a hundred. From one hundred to a hundred and twenty five years of age a man will work intellectually, getting the best results of his observations and experiences. At a hundred and twenty-five he will become self indulgent, take life quietly, sit up at night examining the stars, wondering where he will go next, reading the latest books, traveling around the world occasionally—perhaps once a month when the trip shall take only one day. The old man of a hundred and forty will become really self indulgent, work very little, enjoy ten years <»t pleasure and intel lectual excitement —then die and begin all over again on this earth or some other. And that is not so very far off.. This world moves very rapidly. Married to a Turk By WINIFRED BLACK MSS MARGERY SOMEBODY SOMETHING, of Devon shire, England, has fallen in love with a Turk and run away and married him. and now she’s gone to Turkey to wear a veil and anklets, and live in a harem, and learn to like sweetmeats flavored with perfume, and be a real harem heroine. How romantic for a few w eeks! The Turk is a very handsome. Turk and very well educated- and, ohl he did make such desperate love —said he'd die if Margery Somebody Something didn't mar ry him right then and there—gave her rubies as big as pigeons' eggs and emeralds the size of thimbles, and he fairly hung her in diamonds the very week they were married. And then —he's so divinely jeal ous—almost died of fury when the waiter asked her what she would order next, and threatened to com mit murder if she allowed her own first cousin, who had been brought up in the same house with her. . ver to speak to her again. Delicious, delightful, glori ms -for a few min utes' But afterward .’ Poor little Margery Somebody Something. I w nder how long It will be til! she will give all 'lie emeralds in Turkey to see one hon est English face, ami how long will it take hr . . I wonder. ' > hate th* very sight of anklets and tn wish she had never been born when she has to sit on a . n-uion and smile at the anti< s of a gri t -v b< ■; - zined dancing girl, w ho makes per fectly shocking eyes at th.- hand some Turk right before her very eyes’ Life in a harem? How romantic it does pound fountains, bulbuls, black slaves, the clash of anklet.®, the swish of tinsr "d xeil* But how stupid, how wv,(tingly. mad deningly stupid it must b> aft.• •• the Xtrnt 24 hours "o one to talk to but tin hard some Turk, and he doesn’t care much to hear w-omen talk, thanks No papers to read, r.-> books, no friend*. no traveling. n'•’r.inc but sweetmeats and veils and perfume and—the Terrible Turk Mystery, seclusion, s> re-■. how well they s* -nd in a book, and what a bore they alxvax s are in real life. Mysterious people are never clever people; they ar. just dull and very often cruel—that's al! The dark flashing eves that are so alluring before marriage < an be come a frightful nuisam e after the wedding ceremor.’ if they never do anything but flash. And. putting everything else aside, oh. Margery Somebody Something, didn't you realize in the least the terrific ef fect of centuries of absolutely dif ferent training? Why, it's hard enough to.get over the fact that your husband likes hot biscuits when you like "light bread," as he will persist in calling for it. though every one knows or should know that bread is bread and biscuit biscuit. It s difficult enough to get on with, a Westerner who is always finding some ev. use for "shedding" his collar, if you happen to be New England born and want every stick in the wood pile as straight as a string. But to many a man of different nationality different training, dif ferent ideals, even different tastes In i lothes. and quite, oh, quite, dif ferent notion, of the proper thing to . at for breakfast, is a much more serious matter. x Oh. little Miss Margery Some body Something, my heart fairly aches for you this very hour, it does, indeed! What art you doing now. pray tell'.' Having paint an inch thick smeared all over x our nice, fr . h English complexion to vb a-,- your bud and master .’ That's what he is over there, you , not just a plain husband but a lord and m.as t. r. Are you b. gging him humbly to let ymi go out with a eunuch for a toddle -just a little pitiful, veiled, swaddled toddle in a walled gar den somexvhere, xvhere xou tan't a soqi but the - Id toad who live tinder the gre.;' r.d-flowered bush by the water gate .’ I- your mother-in-law living with you in the harem, and how many favorites .it.- there there noxx ? Norn- ami xon rc gn abm. . Well, its .a; x x it. and xou are. they sty. very pretty; xou haven't cried all the blu. out of your poor exes yet poor tiling; poor, little, foolish thing Little Mis Margery Somebody Something, tell us. pray, what do xou expct t and xx hx in the n... -of i-'itin."n sense uo xou expect it" You are -1-- foolish as the m-.in I know xx ho has just married 1 lit tie of a flirt just be am- she lias pretty hair and a dimple, and who Is beginning to blanv her for not knowing xx! at he means when h* ' .Iks about the "higher distiny of man." Marvag. is no talisman 'timing a wh m nature right straight around H"" ever did am. f m get the idea that ” xa« ’ That's what al ways puzzles me. The Atlanta Georgian HE NEVER HAD A CHANCE That Is What Nine Men Out of Ten Who Are Failures Say. Look Out That You Don’t Say It Yourself. By TAD a' WiSiw' ■ I- iftU v fill W-. cv * AT’MifONufe 1 MW’iMI fir iwc* No. 5. Yuni’s little fighter did so well that the money was coming in faster than he could spend it. It was really the first soft dough he ever had, and it went as it came, easy. He learned to play pool around the neighborhood; then later was so good that he meandered up to the Broadxvay pool parlors, where they played for money. He mijrht as u ell be seen up there with the big sports. Who was better known than Yum? He met a hoy from his old town up there and got an earfull of news. Some of his school friends were in business and setting along fairly. DOROTHY DIX WRITES Some Reasons Why Women Love Scamps 1 "T THY do graceless good-for \/\/ nothings .seem to have a peculiar fascination for women? Why will a wife cling to some worthless, drunken reprobate of a husband with a devotion that nothing cm lessen, while she will get up ami leave for a trivial cause a tlx- upright and worthy man who is a good provider'.’ Why is the black sheep invariably xvother's darling among all her children? To answer these, questions we have to go back to the Garden of Eden and our first mother, who risked Bafailise to find out about wicked thing.- she had no business knowing. The same curidsity about forbidden tilings is still rampant in every innocent and ignorant femi nine breast, and the man who is re puted t" be wild and law less still Arcs her fan.-y as the serpent did Eve's, bci-iusc he represents to her the w orld of things whose doors are closed to her. Heaven knoxx's that, in reality, th«<e is nothing romantic in the drunkard, or the gambler, or the roue, er the ne'er-do-well. He’s a sordid enough, figure—to any who look ai h’ni xvith clear eyes, but the ini itm I'lon of foolish women make of his vices a prim e's cloak to xx r ip him in. and turn his weaknr.-ses am’ shiftlessness into high spirits. Lit.ill' no good, honest, indus trious. every-d ly sort of a man can i-impete in a woman's favor with a scamp, and no man has so potent away of wooing as he who Ins the story of a dark and sinister past to tell. The Better the Woman the Worse She Likes the Man To Be Ami, uriously enough, the better t;■ -.. naan the w orse she likes the man to be. That is why saints so often marry villains. The woman who has seen much of the world, and who knows that pasts have a way of coming home to roost, and that there is nothing romantic or dashing about a man xvho comes staggering along, fuddled with think, or xvho gambles away the grocery money, picks out a goon, il-in. thrifty man when she wants a husband. Rut the unsophisticated xx -wan "h i kra xs nothing of the realities ot life, falls a victim to the ! i*- 1 -' u-r-s >f th* s imp if he • x. n so much as looks her wav. W EDNESI)A Y. MA Y 29. 1912. Bv DOROTHY’ DIX Os course, in explanation of why women seem to have a peculiar mania for loving unworthy men. it may be said that the black sheep very often has graces and charms of personality that h s white broth er lacks. It is a truism that vice is generally more attractive than virtue, and ail of us know from per sonal experience how much more lovable certain people are xvho have nothing but their faults to recom mend, them than certain other peo ple xvho are models of all the vir tues. We have all seen some man who was a light in the church, an ex ample in the community, the very pattern of probity, and honesty, a man whose w ife rode in her auto mobile. and had a fine house, and rich clothing, and everything ap parently that the heart of woman could desire, die. and leave a widow who made scarcely a pretense of regretting him. We have seen an other man die who had been almost an outcast in the community, and xx hose wife had gone shabby and poor, and toiled to support him, and he left behind him a broken hearted xvidoxv xvho mourned him to the day of her death. Woman’s Ruling Passion Is Desire to Reform Some One. Such spectacles make us marvel at the illogie of women, and say that a man has small encourage ment to go straight, or to work his fingers to the bone supporting a wife, if he expects her to love him in proportion for what he is. or does for her. The answer is that love isn't a mater of volition, and the man xvho gives his xvife sympa thy and tenderness sometimes gives her more than he who gix-es his xvife sealskins and diamonds. Another reason why black sheep have a fascination for women is because the ruling passion with the sex is reformation. No woman can see anything, or anybody, without a consuming desire to make them uver according to her own little perforated paper patterns. The man xx ho is already walking in the straight and narrow path of fers small opportunity for the ex ercise of the pleasures of reforma tion The most his wife *an hope to do is to make him cut his hair another way. and buy another style collar, an] let her ph k out his neckties, but the drunkard, or the Os course, it would be years before they’d get what he made in a xveek. He smiled as he heard of them. Poor boobs'. An uncle wrote Yum offering him a position in a big store with a chance to advance, but he couldn't see it at all. Why work like a. slave when you can get it by managing fighters? Huh? The game was flourishing, but there was some talk of putting a stop to it. Yirhi xvas a bit worried, but figured boxing too popular to be stopped. He played pool and spent his evenings in pleasure. Why should he xvorrv? iTo Be Continued.' gambler, or the man with a past Is lik" a f r ee ticket to a picnic to her. She has a vision of her altering his entire manner of life, weaning him away from all of his former associates, quenching his thirst, curing the itch in his finger-- for the pasteboards, blinding him to all other women, and leading him up to the higher life, during all of which proceeding she is having the time of her life. That is why, when a bad man makes a little, ignorant, unsophisticated girl his Mother Confessor, and tells her that he only needs her influence to make him another man. that it is all over except sending out the wedding cards. Still another, and the crucial reason, why women love scamps is the eternal mother love that is at the bottom of every woman's heart, and that is its guiding impulse. Women may admire strength in a man. but weakness makes an ap peal to the very core of their being that strength never does. They may revere the man who stands alone, like a roi k against the storm, who has the ability to achieve and com mand, but they take the poor dere lict of life, wind beaten, broken, helpless, in their arms, and hide his shame upon their breasts. They may glory in the triumphs of the successful man, but It is the failure who comes limping liome defeated for whom they make a crown out of their tenderness and pity. Mother Loves Wayward Son Because He Needs It. Because he needs her love more than her strong, clever, healthy children, the mother loves best the one that is sickly, or deformed, or feeble-minded. Because he needs her patience and her love most, the mother loves her wayward son most. Because all others have turn ed away from him and he has no other home, she keeps the light burning in the window for the prodigal and has the warmest wel come for him when he comes creeping back in rags and tatters G"d e ive to woman this divine powi r of forgiveness, this fountain of love that flows th* more the more it is drawn upon—tills brood ing tenderness takes in and shelters al! the weak *.,N erring. And men may xx ell thank God that it is so. THE HOME PAPER Ella Wheeler Wilcox Writes on *■. The Future of the Pubhc School - and - leL I The Situation as !t Is NT liOW S'ufcfeV’{twiHr* Written For The Atlanta Georgian By Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copyright. 1912, by American-Journal-Examiner. A BOY of erratic tendencies, to gether with exceptionally bright intellectual qualities, was always in trouble in his city school. He took small interest in his studies, was often lite, and his report usually brought sorrow to his home. He moved into the country and entered a graded school, and be came enamored of study, went eagerly to his classes and was re ported among the leaders in all his studies. There were two explanations of this change. One was the normal, free, out of-doors life the bov lived; the ■ other was that HE WAS ONE OF FIFTEEN IN HIS CLASSES IN STEAD OF ONE OF SIXTY, AS IN TOWN. He felt, no individual responsibil ity in the throng, but in the smaller band of students he stood forth a personality, and he felt the "'no blesse oblige" of the situation. A* wave of dissatisfaction is sweeping over the country regard ing our school system. And eventually this will cause a change to be made. The larger understanding of mothers regarding education will result in the personal element en tering into the training of chil dren More Teachers, Higher Pay, Fewer Scholars Needed. When xx omen have a voice In the affairs of the nation there will be more teachers, larger salaries, fewer pupils in each department, and more attention will be given to the temperaments and varying dispositions of children bx- their in structors. Instead of regarding the little ones who ent°r public schols as machines which must be taught to go according to one rule, each child will be studied as a threefold being, - .and his mind, body and spirit xvill be cared for and developed accord ing to his oxx n peculiar needs. All this xvill come sloxx ly. but it xvill come. Before children enter the public schools there should be a great sifting process under the direction of a national board of scientific men. The brain equipment of each child, the tendencies given it at birth, should be tested; then the nervous, hysterical and erratic minds ought to be'placed in a school by. themselves, under the care of men and women who know the law of mental suggestion. Quiet, loving, xvholesome rules, followed day after day and month after month, would bring these children out into the light of self control and concentration. The The Little Suffragette By WILLIAM F. KIRK. SITE wouldn't know a ballot if she saw one. She doesn't care for Roosevelt s. • for Taft: She couldn't tell a “cooked” poll from a. "aw one, And never dreamed of Senatorial graft. She never prates of woman’s real position. And. up to date. has never cared for strife. She hasn't much to say about ambition— She couldn't make a speech to save her life. She's dainty as a morning-glory petal. She's sunny as the brightest morn in May. She leaves the votes to folk of sterner metal Because she’s only two years old today. If stubborn men could catch her dimpled greeting And get one chance her curly load to pct: They'd sanction women's voting— e-. repeating! Every one loves a baby suffragette. hurried, crowding, exciting meth ods of the public schools are disas trous to fully half of the unformed minds sent in the intellectual mael strom xvhich America provides un der the name of public schools. Schools Unsafe for Average American Child. For the well born, normal mind ed, healthy bodied child, who has wise and careful guardians or pa rents to assist in his mental guid ance. the public school forms a good basis on xvhich to build an education. For the average Ameri can child of excitable nerves and precocious tendencies, it is like deep surf sxx'imming for the inex perienced and adventurous bather. The great foundation of educa tion—charai ter —is not taught in the public schools. There is no sys tematized process of developing a child's poxver of concentration; there is not time for this in tha cramming process now in vogue and xvith the enormous pressure placed on teachers. No teacher can do justice to more than fifteen children through the school hours. In many of our public schools there are fifty and sixty children under one instruct or. This is fatal to the nervous sys tem of the teacher and deprives the pupils of that personal sympathy xvhich is of such vital importance. Luther Burbank, the famous CaD ifomia horticulturist, declares tha« the great object and aim of his life is to apply to the training of chil dren those scientific ideas which he has so successfully employed in xvorklng transformation in plant life. The Rev. Dr. James W. Lee, pastor of St. Johns Southern Meth odist church, of St. Louis, and for merly of Atlanta, event to Santa Rosa, Cal., for an interview with Mr. Burbank. He said to Mr. Bur bank that he had referred to his work in an address at Portland. Oreg., and had expressed the xvish that he might introduce into the method of rearing children some of the scientific ideas that he was ap plying every day to the improve ment of plants. Burbank Says Children Need Spiritual Influences. Dr. Lee says that Mr. Burbank replied: “That is the great ob ject and aim of my life.” Continuing. Mr. Burbank de clared that plants, weeds and trees xvere responsive to a few influences in their enx ironment, but that chil dren xvere infinitely more respon sive. and the failure to recognize the spiritual elements in the en vironing conditions of children had been tn— "xtal lack in dealing with them.