Atlanta Georgian. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, June 27, 1912, FINAL, Image 20

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EDITORIAL PAGE THE ATLANTA GEORGIAN Published Every Afternoon Except Sunday By THE GEORGIAN COMPANY At 20 East Alabama St., Atlanta, Ga. Entered as second-class matter at postoffice at Atlanta, under act of March 3,187 S. Subscription Price—Delivered by carrier, 10 cents a week. By mail, $5.00 a year. Payable in advance. Did You Ever Hear of “a Face Swollen With Sleep?” •t m Do You Know Why So Many Crave Strong Coffee in the Morn ing? If a grown person or child comes downstairs late, some foolish individual says, “What a good sleep he has had! His face is swollen with sleep.’’ The face is swollen, indeed. Many grown people, and more children, wake in the morning with their faces puffed up and their eyes heavy. But it is POISON, and not sleep, that has caused the face to swell. Nine hundred and ninety-nine Americans out of a thousand suffer from poison every night of their lives —many suffer from poison both night and day. And this poison which docs more than anything else to shorten the lives of human beings, more even than consumption, is the poison that men themselves create. The body, in the processes of life, creates poisons which are carried to the lungs by the dark, venous blood, and there taken out of the system by the air that the lungs expel. With every beat of your heart the blood starts on its jour ney pure and clear. It travels through your body, cleaning every cell, every particle of tissue, carrying the impurity to the lungs. And the fresh air which enters your lungs clear and pure goes out again loaded down with impurities, WITH THE AC TUAL POISONS THAT THE BLOOD HAS COLLECTED FROM THE BODY AND SENT OUT THROUGH THE WON DERFUL MECHANISM OF THE LUNGS. The poisons that the body exhales are deadly poisons. Carbon dioxide sent out from your lungs is a poison. Faces are. swollen in the morning, the brain is dull in the morning, because the person in sleep has been breathing in again the poisons exhaled instead of breathing in fresh air. Ninety-nine one-hundredths of all human beings poison themselves with their own poisons. They sleep in rooms tightly closed, and not a few actually sleep with bedclothes over their heads. This especially happens to children whose parents allow them to entertain fears of ghosts and other fears, and then re fuse to give them comfort by letting the light burn until sleep comes. Such children cover up their heads in terror, sleep the night through with heads covered, poisoning themselves with their own poisons, and wake up with a swollen face that is foolishly attributed to sleep. Keep your windows open. In warm weather sleep out of doors if you can—the pure air can not possibly hurt you. Allow no draught to blow upon you while you are sleep ing. for the cold air blowing on the skin keeps the nerves ac tive and troubled, it keeps the heart at work to supply heat to the spot attacked, and under those conditions sleep is not sound. Sleep free from draught, but sleep in fresh air. Make sure that throughout the night your lungs and your blood are sup plied with the pure oxygen that carries the poison from all the cells of the body into the lungs to be expelled. Don’t poison yourself with your own poison. If you go into your child's bedroom in the morning and the air isn’t as fresh there as it is out of doors, you are committing a crime against that child’s health. Remember that of all the remedies against the excessive use of strong coffee and of strong drink, physically speaking, fresh air is the best. The man who feels that he can not begin his day’s work 1 ..without a dose of strong coffee simply craves coffee because it whts against the poison which he has taken into his system ■ I night. / Remember that. It will be worth a great deal to your JI health, and to your children’s health. You may be compelled to breathe bad air in the daytime, wkwhile you earn a living. By nighttime, at least, fresh air is free, * you can have it if you will—even if you have to sleep with head out of the window and put a nightcap on your head. —♦ \/Childhood’s Dreaming By GRACE GOLDEN. XT 7HEN I was young and little, there were dreams 1 used to dream k VV Os a lovely far-off country full of jam and sweets and eream, ' Where one only went to bed when one was minded so to do, And I thought: “When I'm a grown-up 1 shall find that country, too.” Then I grew a little older, and my haven of desire Was a dream of dresses other girls would envy and admire, And a round of halls and pleasures (and no lessons to be done!), 'And I thought: “When I grow up I’ll have a gorgeous lot of fun.” And now I am a grown-up, and I sit up late at night. I have jam and frocks and parties as my undisputed right! alas! for childhood’s dreaming—there were points that I'd ig nored— .lm dyspeptic, eight-and-twenty, and I’m blase, and Cm bored 1 The Atlanta Georgian The Wars of the Insects * By Garrett P. Serviss How Science Is Directing Them For the Benefit of Man THERE is now going on in this country, under the direction of Dr. L. O. Howard, chief of the bureau of entomology, and his assistants, a warfare In com parison with whose destructiveness the Irruptions of the barbarians In the Roman empire sink into insig nificance. The victims of these in sect wars, waged to protect for ests, gardens, orchards and grain fields, are numbered by billions, and the hosts that march to the con flict make the wild armies that followed Alaric and Attila seem contemptible by contrast of num bers. The idea of training the armies of useful insects to attack those that are injurious to man's inter ests Is not altogether new; it was put into practice on a small scale in France in 1840, but it is only since 1889 that it has been largely developed in this country, and since 1905 It has assumed an Importance not previously imagined, through the systematic cultivation of the friendly insect*. A kind of train ing camp, a great military Insect station, has been established at Melrose Highlands, Mass., where the little warriors are bred and liberated to attack their foes—a work in which they need no urg ing. Romantic Interest. A degree of romantic interest that no uninformed person would dream of is attached to the work o* assembling the forces employed in these insect wars. Entomologists UK \ Headgear devised by E. S. G. Titus for protection against browntail rash. I are sent all over the world in search of the insects that are need ed, and which are known to be the foes of those against which the warfare is directed. Europe, Africa, Asia and the islands of the eastern seas are ransacked by the seekers. There is something lugubriously suggestive in the fact that on the old battlefield of Wagram the agents sent out by the American government found a colony of par asitic Insects victoriously attacking the caterpillars of the formidable gypsy moth, which has wrought such destruction In this country, and they were immediately export ed to Massachusetts to exercise their Napoleonic energy on a new field of battle. Wherever they find the insects needed the searchers box them up and send them by mail or freight to this country. Some of them are adult insects, and they are care fully fed during the journey. Among these is a handsome beetle •called the Callsoma, of a shining bronze color. They are usually sent in packages of safety match boxes, one beetle in each box, with a wisp of sphagnum for it to feed on. Sometimes one or two caterpillars are put into the box to serve as food. Occasionally the beetles have been sent, especially from Japan, in cold storage, for the cold simply stagnates without killing them. To see one of these beetles attack a caterpillar of the gypsy moth is a cheering sight for the trainers who are trying to save the trees that these moths destroy by thousands. In their native countries they have already put their enemies under their feet. A Precarious Period. One of the most interesting chap ters in the history of this war of races is that concerning the bat tles with the terrible San Jose scale insect in California. The orange and lemon groves_of the Pacific slope were threatened with extinc tion through the attacks of this scourge, when a remarkable Insect of the lady-bird family (Coccinel la), called the Novius Cardinalis, was Imported from Australia. The moment the lady-bird larvae were liberated in California they at tacked the first scale insects they met. and the orchard in which they were let out was freed from the enemy in short order. Within less than a year after their arrival the lady-birds had won so complete a victory that Professor Riley was able to report that the scale in sect was "practically no longer a factor to be considered in the culti vation of oranges and lemons in California.” Everybody has seen lady-birds of some species. They are little, round, shining-backed creatures, marked with dots and often beautifully colored, and all of them are enemies to noxious in sects of one kind or another, so that they should never be de stroyed. Later on, when the orange and lemon trees In Portugal were threatened with destruction by scale insects that had found their way to the continent from the Azores. Australian lady-birds from California were sent to Portugal. Out of a shipment of 60, only five remained alive. Rut they were good fighters. A larger shipment was subsequently sent, and the little THURSDAY, JUNE 27, 1912, ' " J ' 'if / 'Z' ■ «*A^^* M *** ,,, "* f st // -WK a warriors were scattered among the gardens and orchards of Portugal. They marched to victory as tri umphantly as they had done in Cal ifornia, and now Portugal is prac tically free from the pest. In this country, at present, the war of the Insects is directed main ly against the gipsy and brown tall moths. Among the enemies of these moths are various species of beetles, bugs and flies. Many of them are cultivated from the eggs that they lay In the bodies of their enemies. Many devices have to be resorted to In order to preserve the useful species while destroying the nox ious ones. Those who are Interest ed In these details will find much information in Bulletin No. 91 of the bureau of entomology. The handling of the caterpillars con taining the undeveloped parasites is sometimes a disagreeable If not dangerous affair. The poisonous microscopic hairs and spines from the brown-tali moth larvae get into the eyes, the nostrils and the throat, and cause inflammation of the skin. To protect themselves the handlers wear goggles and coverings for the face and hands. Miss Ruhl, of Zu rich, who handles many packages to be sent to the United States, has invented for herself a complete cos tume of finely woven cloth, capped with a large helmet, which is fur nished in front with a sheet of transparent celluloid. Prepared For Battle. When all Is ready a field of strife is prepared by the men in charge. A In Defense of the Mule To the Editor of the Georgian: Recently the leading editorial in The Georgian was given over to an appeal in behalf of the hap less frog dangling at the end of the fisherman’s line. The follow ing evening the same daily quoted its leading editorial to the case of the American child whose parent treats it with scarcely more con sideration than is accorded the Congo slave by his master. These, and numerous utterances of like character by the press, reflecting as they must the spirit of the com munity. leave the stranger no room to doubt that Atlanta has a heart as well as a head. These edito rials strike the stranger as being remarkable and give this particu lar newcomer courage to appear in behalf of another much-wronged member of the "social body"—the mule. “The merciful man is merciful to his beast” is the text from which the editorials referred to were preached. The merciful man is merciful to everything within reach of his sympathy—to the child and the frog, the flower and the clod, and the faithful mule. The writer has heard it said that the South could not get along without the ne gro. He is not convinced of the truthfulness of this claim, but he is convinced that the South could not well ~»t along without the mule. But whether we owe this patient beast anything else, we owe it mercy. It Is possible to find well treated mules and horses in Atlanta, but go where yofi will in this great Christian city you will also find the mule and horse treated brutal- A fight to the death—A Calosoma Sycophanta beetle attacking a gypsy-moth caterpillar pest. large cage, covered with wire gauze, is placed over a moth-in fested tree. The warlike fly para sites are confined in the cage, and they are not long in making their attack by depositing their eggs in the larvae of the moths. The in sects developed from these eggs be come the rank and file of a larger army which may be sent upon a campaign in the open. But experi ence has shown that smaller cages, of various forms, are more effective in the work of breeding and train ing an insect army. Curiously enough it has been found that some of the parasites attacking the moths, particularly the flies called Tachinids, are themselves attacked by secondary parasites, which thus serve as al lies of the enemy. One of the prob lems with which it is necessary to deal is that of guarding against or getting rid of, these secondary par asites. But many other noxious insects beside the moths named have mor tal enemies which are now known, and the cultivation of these and their formation into armies of res cue are receiving attention. The elm leaf beetle, the plant tick, and mulberry scale insect, the various weevils, and the plant lice and grain aphids all have their insect foes, which can be let loose upon them. Recently a species of large bembecid wasp has been sent from New Orleans to Algeria to wage war upon a kind of fly which im parts the "sleeping sickness” to dromedaries. The wasps went over in refrigerated cocoons, from which full-fledged insects were developed in Algeria, but their subsequent history is not yet known. Considering what has been ac complished, one might be tempted to hope that an insect foe of mos quitoes and house flies may yet be discovered and sent out on a spe cies of warfare to which the most tender-hearted sentimentalist could hardly object. ly. It is beaten everywhere—up hill and down hill, overloaded and with no load. Hide where you will you can not get beyond the sound of the sharp reports of the cruel lash. And wherever you see a mule you will generally see its body covered with yard-long welts; welts often visible for a block; welts which will cause the beast intensest pain for a week after their infliction; welts that are not mere marks but are great swollen ridges of inflamma tion. At the noon hour some animals are fed from a sack, the sack tied clear up to the eyes so that breath ing must be a serious problem for the animal. Many animals are starved. Today, during the noon hour, the writer saw a. fine team of mules in one of the parks taking its hour’s rest (?) with the weight of the mower tongue suspended on its necks. Farmers dread the mower almost above all farm im plements for this reason that the tongue is so heavy on the team’s necks. One may find cruelties every where. but nowhere is there any justification for them and never are they profitable in any way. Un til a few months ago cruel men sought to justify themselves in their practice of chopping off the limbs and otherwise mutilating the Congo: their arguments may be used to defend the practice of driv ing the mule with the scourge. The answer would be the same in each instance—it is needless and un merciful. The most successful farmers the writer has known never used any sort of whip in working their mule qr horse. A light whip will save the driver the trouble of speaking to his animal, but it is of no other service. A. A. A. THE HOME PAPER The Education of the Voter No. 3—One Cause of Mischief. The Society of Inactive and Uninquiring Voters Is a Harmful Corporation. By THOMAS TAPPER. THE “money interests” have come in for a lot of con demnation. Probably they merit it. But, bad as they often are in their influence on popular rights, there is still a more harm ful corporation than any that is much talked of. The name of this corporation is the Society of Inactive and Unin quiring Voters. The members of the society sit still and criticise. The interests are never still and always silent. The members of the society complain about legislation; the interests watch it, and, if need be. Influence it. It was stated in this paper a few days ago that the choice of a presi dent is not now left exclusively to bosses and political hacks on the public pay roll. The people have expressed their preference at the primary election, and the two great conventions of 1912 will present a picture never before seen. It is possible now for the people (and. you are one of them) to get together and decide that an honest, efficient, straightforward, hard working business man ought to be chosen for president, or any other office. You can confer together, pick out your man. and put up your fight. The preferential primary permits you to put your man in the field. This is the Initiative, and its simple practicability as a business idea Is easy to grasp. But back of doing this is a prin ciple that the people must never forget. It is this: The Initiative is of no possible use unless you WANT to use it. Initiative means starting things going. It means disbelieving that things initiate themselves. They do not. All that happens is effect follow ing cause. If the effect lowers your wages or puts up the cost of living, do not simply complain about it. Look for the cause, and unite in removing that. When every member of the So ciety of Inactive and Uninquirlng Voters begins to use all his privi leges with the same degree of thought, intelligence and direct purpose that they have been used by the josses the game will begin to be played with more interest and fairness. Every political condition today that hampers you, that retards legislation, that cuts out the square deal, HAS BEEN THOUGHT OUT BY SOMEBODY. The only way to offset it or remove it IS TO THINK IT OUT AGAIN. Intelli gence does it all. If you do not To Eyes That See I . By N. P. BABCOCK. | ACROSS the bosom of the western sky, Their sails gold-tinted by the sinking sun, A fleet of cloud-ships move, and you and I Behold a race that’s never lost or won. Majestic is the spread of fleecy sails, All spreading southward to some ghostly port, But as we watch, behold! the vision fails. And naught is left, save mass of clouds distort. “Mine was the frigate with the streaming flag! She led them all; she held my hopes,” you cry, The whole fleet now one vast and billowing rag Draped meaningless in tatters o’er the sky. ‘There was no race! There was no fleet,” says one Who speaks in measured tone as from a book, "I saw but clouds and the red setting sun.” You saw no more? Then, friend, you did not look. You see, perhaps, in shadows on the grass. No more than sunshine blunted where it falls; You see no race of lengthening giants pass In mystic silence over garden walls? You see in glowing embers on the grate No more than fuel turning into ash? No winking sprites? No blazing castle gate? No red-clad pigmies storming window sash? When raindrops scurry down the dripping pang You see no fairies on toboggan slides? You merely hear the patter of the rain? You do not hear the fairy shrieks besides? Does morning detv on shrubs no message bear Os Night Queen having floated to and fro, And scattered diamonds from her raven hair In nodding to the sleeping blooms below? Does the fair sight of swaying, golden grain Bring only thought of nations to be fed? Or do you feel that all the pulsing plain In some slow waltz is by Dame Ceres led? To eyes that see, tho’ no clear form appear, Life lifts delights unknown to millions, who Hold only what is “real" as worth their view, Though God put Fancy for some purpose here. like conditions, use your intel 11-,. gence to change them. Otherwise, join the silent brotherhood, and stop complaining. It is all your own fault. If you believe in the active prin ciples of your own political right# you will probably be called a re former. Do not be afraid of the word reform. Most people think It means smashing things and leaving the wreck scattered around in disorder. IT MEANS GIVING THINGS FORM AGAIN. The political situation certanly needs that, and as a reformer your busi ness goes no further. Shape up things better than they are. When the protesting colonies agreed with Thomae Jefferson that “ail men are created equal,” they handed over to you a statement of principle that is greater than any other that could be addressed to the mass of the people. If a man wants to make the most of himself it gives him an equal chance with all others. If he wants to build up his family on a plane of happiness, knowledge and independence it gives him the chance. If he turns his attention from himself and his family to the great family of the nation his right stays by him, for he is created equal with all other Individuals Ik his ambition to make th“ national family as pure and untrammeled as he has made his own. But if the nation is run by the party boss and the greedy finan cier, neither the family nor the In dividual can ever rise to the nor mal level. The mass keeps down the units. Hence, all Individual ambition must begin with an Interest in the larger family. If a good law will increase any one’s chances, and the legislature will not consider it, the Initiative permits you and your neighbors to get together and present It. Here you find yourself provided with the power to maka a success of yourself from the top down. When the power is placed in your hands to initiate laws, to choose officers, to establish an es sential right government, you not only assume a great place, but you find a great responsibility on your hands. Citizenship was never intended to give you anything else. The man who sells his vote is a criminal. The man who does not value his vote justly Is no less. But the man who condemns everything con nected with political life AND WILL NOT USE AS MUCH IN TELLIGENCE TO CORRECT IT AS WAS USED TO ESTABLISH IT has let go of that “free and equal” clause that was voted by Thomas Jefferson.