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The Democratic Party Can and Ought To Do It.
Beef prices per pound have gone up two or three centa*in
the past week, four or five cents this month and eight nr len
cents within a year.
That is the kind of fact that most deeply concerns the mass
of the American people. It is the kind of fact that will con
tinue to interest the people until conditions are remedied.
During the four months that intervene before election day
the voters of the country will have ample time to consider
which of the political parties in the field offers the best pros
pect of relief from the commercial extortion and the industrial
depression induced by monopoly. That, partv will win at the
polls in November.
No unbiased observer with ordinary sense will deny that
the Democratic party has an unrivalled chance to make itself
the agent of the people’s business. There is simply no com
parison to be made between the advantage of its strategic posi
tion in the field and that of any rival.
Nothing can defeat the Democratic except the fail
ure of the Democratic, party to maintain its own unitv. If th"
Baltimore convention should permit itself to be split in two by
an explosion of greed and folly it would destroy its own un
precedented opportunity.
It would destroy also the only existing instrument, in the
hands of the people that is capable of working a speedy solu
tion of the problem of monopoly.
There is no good reason why nine-tenths of the convention
should not hold firmly together. There are in that convention
—as in every political gathering of a thousand men-—a few
fanatics of reaction and a few fanatics of reform. There arc
shameless agents of privilege and there are frenzied agents of
foolishness. Bui the great mass of the delegates are temperate
and honorable men.
They represent a party that has not been made fat with
patronage or drunk with power- party that has not been a
partner in the colossal crimes of the tariff and the trusts.
The people of the United States have need of this party.
They need it in the integrity and strength of its working organi
zation. They need it sound and whole.
For it is only as a complete and living thing, a thing of his
tory and reality, a vast and vital organism, rooted in every
state and every town, and throwing its sap into the great trunk
of Federal Government, that the Democratic party can succor
and shelter the people.
This is no time to wrangle over abstract principles. It is
the time to put principle into practice.
The nation has big business that needs to be done—and the
Democratic party can and ought to do it.
Kansas the Modern Utopia
In the Gulliverian land of Laputa. where the industrious inhab
itants sought to make sunshine from cucumbers, there must have
been a spirit which has descended upon Kansas.
For in that happy land lhe fly lias been swatted, the roller
towel abolished, the common drinking cup banned, and now a cam
paign is on to rout the gourmand from the shadow of the Sun
flower State.
Under the direction of indefatigable Dr. Crumhiue, the state
board of health is at work on formulas to determine how much
the Kansan should eat. These experiments, if followed, will save
the individual money, improve his health and add to his wisdom.
“One might, as well take a five-dollar hill and light his pipe
with it as to burn up that money by wrong eating,” says Dr. ('rum
bine. Isn't it simple? It requires a certain number of heat units
to keep man going at a normal gait; once that number is found for
the various occupations all the Kansan will have to do is to visit,
the state with his index in his hand, pick out the food with the
requisite sustaining power and go serenely on bis way.
Banished will be the fiend of indigestion and the deadly grouch.
We have long sought for Utopia in vain, but now we are turning
our fevered gaze toward the West, toward Dr. Crumbine and
Kansas.
To Destroy the Hookworm
Now for the hookworm! His case will be taken up in the fall
at the fifteenth National Congress of Hygiene, when experts will
report that he nas oeen run to his lair.
It is a large lair, embracing a belt of 66 degrees circling the
globe. Fifty-four nations abroad are infected, though in Germany,
Wales, the Netherlands. Belgium. France and Spain the disease is
confined to the mines.
In our own country eleven stales, with a population of 20.000.-
000. are in trouble, and of the total population of lhe world more
than half a hillion live in countries where the disease has a foothold.
The commission will show that millions of dollars are lost an
nually because of impaired efficiency of victims of the trouble. A
campaign will be devised whereby the various nations may work
together to wipe out what is now regarded as the greatest scourge
of the human race.
■ Uncle Sam’s Laundry
Uncle Sam has gone into the laundry business. Instead of pay
ing sll a thousand to print new notes, he has installed a machine
to wash and iron old bills at a cost of 25 cents a thousand.
Sowell does the machine do its work that 60 per cent of the
dirty hills presented to the treasury department for redemption
come out as new and clean as though they had never left the press
that printed them
k This move is a step »u the interest of economy, and with the
" restoration of 25.000 bills Io circulation daily the taxpayers of the
laud will rejoice in th* -axiu*. of yearly.
The Atlanta Georgian
Shooting Butterflies With Guns and Bows
A Strange Sftorf That Suggests Thoughts on Some of the Riddles oj Existence.
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KILLING THE GREAT INSECT NAMED AFTER A FIRE-BREATHING MONSTER; SHOOTING THE BUT.
TERFLY. TROIDES CHIMAERA. WITH A FOUR PRONGED ARROW.
Ry GARRETT P. SERVISS.
IN the forests of New Guinea,
among the Owen Stanley
mountains, dwell what may be
regarded as the largest species of
butterflies in the world. Some of
them have wings which, when
opened, spread to a width of al
most a foot -lacking but half an
Inch. Many have a spread of
wings varying from eight to ten
Inches. They are brilliant in color
and haunt th© branches of tall
flowering trees, so that It I" diffi
cult to capture them.
The first specimen that ever fell
Into the hands of a white man
WAS SHOT by Mi. A. L. Meek,
with an ordinary twelve-bore gun
He did not know that be had dis
covered a new species until he had
sent It to Tring park. In England,
where Walter Rothschild has a.
wonderful natural history museum.
Word was sent back to Mr. Meek,
who has been hunting in New
Guinea and neighboring islands for
more than twenty years, that the.
wonderful butterfly he had killed
was new to science. It was named
Troides-Chimaera—Troides being
the family name of a group of but
terflies. and Chimaera the name of
the traditional monster that the
Greek hero Bellerophon killed while
riding the winged horse Pegasus.
Tlie Native Way.
It was a female, and Mr. Meek
was requested by Mr. Rothschild
to try to obtain a specimen of the
male. Mr. Meek was then In the
Solomon islands, but ho went bacfl<
to New Guinea and began his
search. After a seven weeks' hunt
he succeeded. He discovered many
females, but could s< Idom see a
male. He found that the natives
have a better way of killing there
gigantic butterflies than shooting
them to pieces with shot. They
climb up into the trees armed with
a bow and light, four-pronged ar
rows. There they lie in wait, in
the vicinity of a branch that Is
laden with the flowers that the
butterflies love, and when one
comes along and alights to suck
the nectar a pronged arrow Is sent
Into Its vitals. The arrows do not
tear the Insects to pieces as shot
are liable to do. Meanwhile, an
other native crouches on the
ground underneath he tree and
prays for the success of his com
rade up among the branches. The
-ante arrows- are used to kill small
birds
Previous to the discovery of these
titanic butterflies of New Guinea,
several other gigantic species were
known in th© islands of the Mala'
Xrchipelago. but none as large as
these They have been diligently
•ought by naturalists since the time
when Alfred Russell Wallace made
his famous exploring expeditions
through those (Gands, and when
found ha been treasured like
nuggeti of gold Mt Wallace has
TUESDAY. JULY 2. 1912.
given most amusing and exciting
accounts of his capture of the first
specimens of the huge ornithop
teras butterfly, w hich is thus nam
ed because its wings are shaped
somew hat like those of a bird. They
vary from six to eight inches in
spread, and are gloriously beauti
ful in color and markings. Their
brilliancy and beauty, Mr. Wal
lace says, are Indescribable. He
thus tells of his sensations when
he caught, in the island of Bata
chian, lhe first specimen he had
ever seen:
"On taking it out my net and
opening it* glorious wings, my
heart began to beat violently, my
blood rushed to my head, and I felt
much more like fainting than I have
ever done when in apprehension of
immediate death. I had a head
ache the rest of the day, so great
was the excitement.”
Afterward, in the Aru Islands,
Mr. Wallace caught a second no
less wonderful specimen, and of
this lie says:
Very Excited.
”1 trembled w ith excitement as
I saw it coining majestically to
ward me. and could hardly believe
I had really succeeded in my stroke
till I had taken il out of lhe net
and was gazing, lost In admiration,
at the velvet black and brilliant
green of its wings, seven inches
across, its golden body, and crim
son breast.”
Mr. Wallace remarked that the
flight majestic, and when near the
ground they look larger and are
much more conspicuous than the
majority of birds.
"The first sight of the great blue
Morphos. flapping slowly along in
the forest roads near Para: of the
o?o Kill That Pest t&
By CHARLES LIEBMAN
SNEAK behind it on the sly,
Kill that fly.
Strike it low. and strike it high.
Kill that fly.
Don’t forget that you may save
Human beings from the grave.
Il you 're healthy, strong and brave.
KILL THAT ELY !
Don’t permit it Io gel by.
Kill that fly.
Don't you let it multiply,
Kill that fly.
H disease and death you hate.
For goodness sake, don’t hesitate,
Swat it. ere it is too late,
KILL THAT ELY!
Go for it with might and main.
' Kill that pest.
Jf you miss it, try again.
Swat that pest.
Don't permit it to infest.
Slay it, flay it, don't give rest,
Soak it. choke it. for your best,
j KILL THAT PEST!
large white-and-black, semi-trans
parent Ideas, floating airily about
the woods near Malacca, and of the
golden-green Ornithopteras, sailing
on bird-like wings over the flower
ing shrubs that adorn the beaches
of the Ke and Aru Islands can
never be forgotten."
It seems wonderful that any spe
cies of animal should vary as
greatly as do the butterflies in size.
Most of those that we are familiar
with in temperate climes have a
spread in wings not exceeding an
inch or two. One with a spread of
three inches seems a monster.
Think, theft, of Mr. Meek's speci
mens. almost a foot across, if men
varied as much as that in size we
might expect to encounter in the
tropical forests representatives of
our species from forty to sixty feet
tall! Monkeys and apes, which look
often like caricatures of human be
ings, vary greatly in size, and so do
beetles and other insects: but the
majority of animals have an aver
age limit of dimensions, which is
seldom much exceeded, so that even
a six-and-a-half or seven-foot
man seems to most of us an extra
ordinary giant. What would the
history of our race have been it
some of its tribes had grown to a
height of several yards while others
attained a stature of only a few
eet? Unless the little ones were
more plentifully furnished with
brains than their gigantic com
peers they would have had small
chance of survival. except in the
slaves of their huge masters. But
the law of gravitation would have
come to the rescue of the little fel
lows. for the big ones would have
been so heavy that they could hard
ly stand on their feet. A fully pro
portionate man sixty feet tall
would weigh about 300.000 pounds!
THE HOME PAPER
S The One Best Friend
Bv WINIFRED BLACK.
THE wayward boy has grown
to be the wayward man, and
alt the world is after him
with a hue and cry. From one ship
to another the word flashes,
catch him and bring him back.”
In the midst of all the clamor and
pursuit a little woman sent a wire
less to the man the whole world is
hunting down.
"I love you," said the wireless.
"T will be your friend always, just
the same. —Mother.”
I hope the man who has run
away with his neighbor’s wife and
taken a lot of his neighbor's money
along witli him will get that mess
age his mother sent.
t w'onder what he'll think when
he does get it? I wonder what the
woman he has run aw’ay with will
look like to him when he reads
the signature, “Always the same,
Mother."
I wonder if he will stop and think
a minute, just a minute, before he
brings any more sorrow to the one
heart in ad the world that is real
ly his.
“I love you. T will stand by you,
I will never desert you." How many
men are there in this cruel old
world today who are kept straight
by the knowledge that there is just
such a message following them
whferever they go?
1 saw such a letter as that not
long ago. A girl showed it to me
a poor, painted, tawdry creature
she was—a pitiful, broken toy of
the w icked streets.
She had run away from home
and was leading the “gay life;”
rhe “gay life.” of the wretched,
the "gay life” of the forsaken, the
"gay life” of the friendless and the
disgraced,
"My mother has found out.” said
the girl. “I thought she didn’t
know’, but she found out, and
here's what she says:
“I’m coming to you. my little
daughter—l'm coming straight to
you. 1 love you, you are mine, I
w ill never let you go. Never,
never! Don’t be afraid of me, I
won’t scold you. Look Into my
heart, you will see nothing there
but love. Look into my eyes,
Letters From the People
SAYS STATE OWNS TALLULAH
LANDS,
Editor of The Georgian:
There is pending before the Geor
gia legislature a resolution, the
purpose of which is to have submit
ted to a Georgia court of competent
jurisdiction the question as to
whether or not the property known
as Tallulah Fails belong to the
state or to a private corporation.
This is a question of vita] concern
t<j.all the people of Georgia—to the
people who may believe that the
demands of progress call for the
commercializing of Tallulah, and to
those who may believe that the
western hemisphere will be a sor
rier place to live in if its greatest
natural wonder is destroyed.
Some of the facts in the case are
as follows:
The lands at and near Tallulah
Falls were originally ceded to the
United States by the Creek and
Cherokee nations of Indians. The
United States ceded them to the
state of Georgia. The legislature
passed an act authorizing these
lands to be cut up into squares and
fractions to be disposed of by a
lottery to be held as provided in
tlie. act.
These lands were surveyed and
disposed of as provided in the act.
At some distance from the Tallulah
river there is a high bluff. Be
tween this bluff and Hie river (the
distance being about 200 yards and
more) lies the land in controversy.
Tn making the survey, the surveyor
ran the line to this bluff and
stopped—measured this bluff as the
river.
The grants issued to the drawers
in the lottery referred to above de
fined the boundaries of the lands
"as shown by the survey.” The
boundary on one side was defined
as the river. The line in the early
survey did not go to the river. This
is shown by the survey recently
completed by the University of
Georgia. Under these facts, the
association claims that the land
between the river and the bluff has
never been granted and is still the
property of the state.
There are numerous decisions of
courts of last resort in the several
states and territories and of the su
preme court of the United States
which hold that when the bounda
ries set out in the grant differ from
those marked in the survey, the
boundaries of the survey govern.
Under section 1285 of the civil code
of 1911. which provides that all
lands which have never bee.n sur
veyed belong to the state of Geor
gia. 1 am of the opinion that the
state could recover tilts land.
We can establish by proof that
it was always conceded in tlie
community around Tallulah that
the state owned these lands. This
evidence will be admissible, as
these grants were made at various
times between 1829 and 1840.
( HAS. G REYNOLDS.
don't shrink —'you are just my lit
tle girl, just my poor little tired,
naughty girl who has done wrong,
and is sorry and wants to come
home. I’ll come and take you
there.' ”
And the painted cheeks of the
girl were stained with tears, and
her voice broke with sobs, and shs
said: “Oh, W’hat shall I do, I am not
fit to speak to her, w’hat shall I
do?"
But in a little while she washed
her face and she combed her hair
as she combed it when she was a
little girl at home and thought it
hard that she had to wear It so
plain. And she went out and found
'honest work, and she is living in a
little hall room now, cooking over
a gas jet and waiting for mother.
And when mother comes she will
find her little girl waiting for her,
and they will cry all the misery
and the shame and the grief and
the despair out together in each
other’s arms, and they will go home
together—mother and the girl she
would not desert.
“I Will never let you go. little
daughter. Never! Never!” Who
stand out against such love as
that?
"I don't care how beautiful you
are. or how clever, or how brilliant,
or how stupid, or how disgraced, or
how forsaken —to me you are al
ways the same, always just my lit
tle girl, my dear little girl, and I
will not let you go."
Down, down, dowm, the cruel
steps to the cruel road below’. How
fast the little feet have run. How
slowly they drag up the stairs
again. But they are coming now,
up, up and up-—‘into the clean air,
up into the honest W’orld, up where
stands waiting.
“Always the same. Mother.”
I should not care to be the wom
an who helped that foolish boy to
disgrace an honest name when he
gets ‘that message, would you? I'm
afraid the scales will fall from his
deluded ayes—just for a minute,
maybe—but In that minute I’m
afraid the charmer will look just a
little tawdry, just a little cheap
—by comparison.
What do you think?
PROTESTS AGAINST ELECTRIC
CHAIR.
Editor The Georgian:
As I belong to the disfranchised
class and have no voice In shaping
the laws under which T must live. I
trust you will allow me th* us* of
your columns for an appeal to our
lawmakers in behalf of two legal
reforms which I believe will meet
the approval of the great body of
our people when the matter is
brought to their attention. The first
concerns th® criminal code and re
lates to our barbarous methods of
inflicting capital punishment.
T have seen it stated In some of
the papers that a bill Is to be in
troduced at the present session of
the legislature in favor of substi
tuting for the gallows the equally
atrocious horrors of the electric
chair. This, it seems to me, would
only be exchanging a “witch for
the devil,” and I wpuld beg to sug
gest that if any such action Is tak
en. it be modified in the interest’
of humanity so far as to permit a
poor condemned wretch the option
of being put out of the world in a
more merciful manner. This has
already been accomplished in some
of the more progressive Western
states by a provision allowing the
unhappy victim of the law the al
ternative of having administered
to him by some reputable physician
some painless drug, such as mor
phine or cynaide of potassium,
from the effects of which he could
die decently in his bed. undisturbed
by the lurid paraphernalia of the
gallows or the electric chair
The other reform to which 1
would call attention, is a revision
of the law relating to the taxa
tion of mortgages on real estate.
Tlie law as it now stands virtually
imposes a double tax on th© poor
man who is reduced to th© neces
sity of mortgaging his home. I
am aware that it was enacted with
the ostensible object of producing
just the reverse effect, on the the
ory that it would hit the holder of
the mortgage, who is supposed to
pay the tax on his investment. But,
as a matter of fact, it is the poor
hard-pressed man who has to mort
gage his house or land, that pa.'*
the tax. The holder of the mort
gage simply adds the amount of
the tax to the interest, charge
and the poor man pays it without
suspecting that he is paying a dou
ble tax on the same property -
one assessed by the tax gat here'
on the land, and another levic
against his indebtedness thereon
by tlie mortgage holder.
In our sister stat© of Alaba
they have a law regulating t
matter which Georgia might cop
with advantage. Instead of as*©-
ing a debt as property which
practically what our law doe- wb>
it permits a man to be taxed b©r‘
for his land and the mortgage
it—a moderate fee of one and
half per cent, equal to 15 cent
tlie hundred dollars. Is charged
the state for recording a murtgur •
and that is the end of It
ELIZA FRANCES ANDRE" ’
Rome, Ga.