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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. 1879. Subscription Price—Delivered by carrier, 10 cents a week. By mail, $5.00 a year. Payable In advance. He Wouldn’t fake a Million for His New Baby But He Wouldn't Give Ten Cents for Another One. The man eats in the German restaurant. He is a chemist, an inkmaker and a German—thoughtful and good. Many of his friends had said “Prosit.” Julius, the waiter (pronouqce it “Yulins,” please), knew how Ganymede felt when all Olympus was dry. The inkmaker took his first baby and his friends’ congratulations in a serious mood. “It's a fine baby," said he. "Body of an Apollo, brain of a Roosevelt* w judge by appearance at the end of two days. But, meine Herren, I’ve got ail the babies I want. I wouldn't take a million dollars for this one, but I wouldn't give you ten cents for another." Many a father has felt that way. The birth of every child is an event far more dreadful than any French revolution. Every mother suffers more at the birth of her child than is suffered by the country that goes through revolution. To go upon the battlefield or into the square where Cossacks swarm and charge is child's play compared with the long, repeated sufferings that Eternal Wisdom inflicts upon Ihe world's mothers. Men have voted themselves THE HEROES of the world, al though they really do not know what suffering is. They know what it is. BY PROXY, when the first child arrives—and many of them, horrified like our German chemist, value the dearly bought baby al untold millions—AND WOULDN’T GIVE TEN CENTS FOR ANOTHER ONE. Suppose YOU were going to write the rest of this editorial •—how would voti finish it. and where would you find the appli cation of the remark about the baby? You’d find it, of course, IN EVERY GREAT HUMAN EVENT. We are collectively forever in the mental attitude of the man that values his baby at a million, but wouldn't give ten cents for a hundred other babies. Every blessing that we have gained through suffering ami self-denial we value. Wo even exaggerate its value, perhaps, and wo say that life would be worthless without it. BUT WE DON'T WANT ANY MORE AT THE SAME PRICE. We like to be free—liberty is a fine thing. We paid lives, money and comfort for the freedom that is ours. BUT WE DON'T CARE TO BUY ANY MORE FREEDOM AT THAT PRICE. We were quite willing, for instance, to lot the Spaniards have their way and butcher unfortunate Cubans under our eyes. The besotted fools had to sink our warship TO SHAME US INTO A FIGHT. We like our baby freedom bought in 1776. Millions couldn't buy THAT baby. But we don’t want any others. If you take women out of the mills and give thorn a chance to feed their nursing babies and wash the older ones, YOU IN CREASE: THE WAGES OF MEN. Working WOMEN keep down the wages of working MEN. as working CHILDREN keep down the pay of men and women both. Therefore, industrial freedom for women ami children is a “baby” that—as a nation--we wouldn’t give ten cents for. Rut with the race, as with the individual father and mother, it is a higher wisdom that decides. The German chemist will HAVE his other babies and each one as soon as he gets it will be worth millions in his eyes. Not one would he give up—al though he will say “no more” each time. And this nation will have its various new “babies” as time passes. We shall have FREEDOM for women and children, and for working MEN. too. We shall have REAL freedom that is to say. freedom from worry, freedom from the grinding toil that is relieved only bv drunkenness or the grave. We shall get. nne at a time, the evidences of genuine civilization. Each will be valued. We shall hesitate about making the sacrifice for each of those not yet secured. But we'll get them ALL in time. And then we’ll say, as the German chemist will say thirty years from now (may he have fourteen children at his table), “They cost a lot. but they are worth it. 1 wouldn't and couldn't dispense with a single one of them.” A Mission of Peace Dr. William O. McDowell. “The Peacemaker.” sailed thq other day on the steamship George Washington bearing the American invitation to the Interparliamentary Union, which holds its world session September 17-19, in Geneva. Switzerland. The American invitation is signed by 3fi2 members of the American congress, by 4'H executiee heads of states, universities, colleges, religious, patriotic, commercial, social, fraternal and labor organizations. It urges a joint meeting of the parliaments of the world in this country in 1913 in New York and in 1913 in San Francisco, in the interests of universal peace. The impressive list of names on this most iinpressive memo rial Dr. McDowell has secured by his own untiring and individual efforts. The labor has been prodigious, the motive the highest and most unselfish, and the end to be accomplished the most millennial known to men. Whether the Interparliamentary Union at Geneva lends itself to this noble movement, or whether the parliaments of the world can be persuaded to hold a common session in our country, or whether the majestic dream of universal pea'-e will ever be real ized we d<> n»t know. But The Georgian, as the strenuous advocate of national preparedness for war in an aniph naw. is also the evangel of universal p< ace. Wherefore Tin Georgian pays tiibulf to !'• McDowell for his excellent work, and bids him fervently “ uodspeed” hi his admirable mission. The Atlanta Georgian An Artificial Flying Fish ; /bz Amphibious AeroplancWithWhich. a French Aviator I r Going to Make a Trip to Fngland \ r { ' ”, ■■ ! - - ■ ! __ ..... • x: r /F -■' \ 1-sZ” V'lißOaa Z —-gJyLy ■' ■ ~~~T- )f . "'‘-A'a j ./' • f - BEAUMONT MANEUVERING WITH HIS HYDROAEOPLANE. By GARRETT P. SERVISS. rjxHK French “air-man” Beau- ) mom, who won . distinction last year in the long flights of aeroplanes over Europe, and es pecially the one from Paris to Rome, has now a hydro-aeroplane, which he is going to sell to the English admiralty, and he proposes to navigate it himself to England, bv following the river Seine from Paris to the sea, and then taking flight over the English channel. Part of the time he will be on the water, and part of the time in the air. The peculiarities of his ma chine will be noticed in the photo graph. Whether it is on the wate- or in the air. it is driven by a screw ac tuated by the same motor. When it traverses the water the aero planes are so disposed that they do not lift It into the air, though they may add to its buoyancy, and assist its progress by decreasing the im mersion of the hull. Beaumont 're gards this machine as practically | safe, because, as he says, the avl j ator encounters no serious danger from a fall. Keeping always over, or near the water, if a fall occurs the worst that is to be apprehend ed is a ducking. He has already tried the machine Captives of Fate S By WINIFRED BLACK. i yr tE saw her up there on the V/\/ mesa the other day--Lor na Doone, the sweet maiden poplar tree standing light and graceful in the great gather ing circle of gloomy pines. Sjtolen, dear thing, from a quiet valley by some wandering breeze of mischief, and set there in the woods with the dark evergreens soughing around her like some fair maid carried off by robber chieftains and kept captive in their mountain fast ness. How light she was. how graceful, how modest and timid, and yet she stood her ground, too. and would not let any of the rough, burly pines or the melancholy brooding cedars come too close. Even the tall spruce, with his silver-tipped fingers, she kept at a distance, like some modest princess of royal blood keeping up the tradition of proud aloofness even in her captivity. Flutter, flutter, all her graceful leaves seemed sending signals to her tall brothers down there in the valley. On Wind-Swept Hill. "Come up." she seemed to cry to them: "come up and take me home. I want to be by the water. I do not like this high mesa. I am afraid of all these dark trees crowd ing around me. Come, brothers, march up the hill tonight when the moon is gone and take me home again." But the brothers down there by th. stream in the green valley do not even take the trouble to wave back to the captive Princess, and so there she stands today—Lorna Doone we have named her—a cap tive among the dark robber tr«es, then on the wind-swept hill. Lorna Doone! 1 have a friend I call by that name when she does not hear me. She married when sue was seventeen, married a man she s. a reel y knew, carried away with his dark, handsome face and his tine manner which made all the men she knew seem dull and com monplace. And now poor Lorna is marooned with the man she married, ma rooned on a queer litt'e island where the ftian lives with his strange family >mi the uncanny friends he gathers about him She is gay, is Lorna, and pretty MONDAY, SEPTEMBER 9, 1912. on the Seine, twice traversing the city of Paris, with satisfactory re sults. When in flights, it looks, from certain points of viewy strik ingly like a flying fish, which is the name popularly bestowed upon it. It was. I believe, in America, the fl' st successful experiments with hydro-aeroplanes were made, but Beaumont’s apparatus, it is claimed, has great advantages over its predecessors. It certainly looks like a very successful device, and it will, no doubt, open the way to many more improvements. In view of the many, fatal accidents which have attended the development - of aeroplanes intended only for use in the air, it is probable that, in the immediate future, we shall see the ■'airmen’’ turning more and more to the amphibious type of machine. It is quite natural that Beaumont should do so, because he is an en sign in the French marine (his real name being Conneau), and water navigation is consequently familiar to him. This may give hitn certain persona! advantages in the development of the new form of machine. That high authorities see great promise in Beaumont's machine is sufficiently proved by the undis puted statement that the English navy has agreed to buy it, if it answers the tests. Even the laymen can see how wide its usefulness and soft-voiced, and gentle-heart ed. and the man who carried her away with him is saturnine and sarcastic and cynical. He doesn’t believe in anybody, he thinks people who laugh are all fools. He never reads anything but some book which proves that everything is all wrong every where. and when poor Lorna for gets for a minute her melancholy fate and tries to sing a little sim ple song of love and laughter, the robber chieftaih frowns and the song dies in poor Lorna s throat. And He’s a Captive. Captive, poor little girl, a captive bowed down with iron chains, though the world thinks they are nothing but pretty bracelets. I wonder how’ long she will live in prison? They are not always women, the captives of fate. I know a man who’s a captive, too. He’s a big hearted, generous soul with a laugh like a burst of primal joy . He has a brain, too. a quick, keen, active brain. He likes to eat and to drink, and to laugh, and to talk, and he They’re Coming Home By CHESTER FIRKINS. jrTAHESE are the days of terror; < j These are the days of joy. \ Alarms and hopes commingled < In marvelous alloy; ? j When from the shore or mountain, ? j Or wheresoe'er they roam, ? < Our w ives send letters saying < That they are coming home. < The lawn is long and seedy; ( The rubber plant has died, I Though when we said we'd water it ? < We didn't think we lied. > j The cat (her pet, most treasured) ? < Has simply quit the flat. 5 ? Why did we ever promise 5 That we would feed the cat? (But oh' she’s coming, coming. ’ And so's the tow-head boy , 'To make this den a home again ? With food and love and joy. > No matter how they slave us. ; No matter where they roam. I j It's good to get the letters j; That say they’re coming home. might be both in war and peace. It would offer a ready means of com munication between the members of a squadron, it would carry dis patches, and perhaps it could be turned into some kind of a fight ing machine. At any rate, it might serve for scouting in shallow wa ters. as well as for reconnaissance from the air. It would form too easy a mark for the quick-firing guns of a cruiser to serve as a tor pedo carrier, but there are cer tainly a hundred other ways in which it could be employed. For peaceful purposes it may have still wider uses. Beaumont s experiments have already establish ed the fact that it can be navi gated, partly In the air and partly in the water, along so crooked a river as the Seine, and through the many obstructions offered by bridges and boats within the lim its of a great city. Why should not a similar device attain great pop ularity as a pleasure craft? What greater delight could be conceived than traveling like a water bird, now in free flight, and now afloat on a beautiful lake or river? Perhaps, after all, man's final mastery of the atmosphere, as a nighway, will come to resemble more that of the duck, which al ways keeps near the water, than that of the eagle, which finds no dangers in the high air. is never really happy without a lot of friends around him. and he mar ried a wife who lives to save. She haunts the shops looking for bargains; ’ she screws down the cooks wages; she haggles over a quarter on the gas bill. She wears a dress til! she’s tired of it, and then what? Does she give it to a poor relation and be glad she has it to give? Not she. She sells that dress to the maid or some friend less well off than she. Her husband is pruned, and cut. and trimmed down to suit her lit tle sordid, narrow schemes. Poor fellow. 1 am always wondering when ho will find the courage and the chance to escape down the hill, off the wind-swept mesa, and go home to his own folk. I've seen children captives in their own family, haven't you? Clever children in a family of dolts, and the dolts all fee! so superior, because "poor Mary is so queer.’’ Dull children in a clever family, poor things, my heart aches for them, but they are not so much to be pitied as the clever prisoners of dullness. Clever people have warm hearts, as a rule, and quick sympa thies, and there’s no one so cruel on earth as a dullard. An honest boy in a family of crooks, a good woman in a bevy of selfish, mercenary, worldly sisters. Stolen, every one of them, stolen away from the home they' should have, and brought to sorrow among aliens. She Shall Have Company. My heart goes out to them, and for their sakes 1 am going to climb the yvinri-swept mesa tomorrow and take with me a little sprig of quiv ering aspen, or a branch of poplar, and set it in the ground beside the lonely, pale captive poplar whs waves her slender arms in such pa thetic appeal to her brethren down there in the valley to come and rescue her. She shall have com pany of her own sort if 1 can man age it. Poor, pretty, frightened Lorna Doone. up there tn the rob ber’s stronghold with the dark pines. Anri maybe sometime, when some kin of mine wanders lonely and misunderstood, some kindred souls will see him far off. and recogniz, him. and go and bear him friendly company. THE HOME PAPER Elbert Hubbard Writes on Universal Peace The World Is Getting Together. No Nation Can Afford to Fly in the Face of the Ideals Held by Other Nations. By ELBERT HUBBARD Copyright, 1912, by International News Service IT is quite within the range of possibilities that Emperor William of Germany will visit San Francisco in 1915. The emperor has expressed great interest in the proposed Universal Peace Congress. The idea now of the fourteen great powers that con trol the world getting together on a peace basis is no longer an idle dream. If the emperor makes the trip, he will come on his own yacht by way of Panama, convoyed by an American and a German man-of war. The presence of the emperor in Skn Francisco will be the greatest influence for peace and a mutual understanding among the nations that has ever occurred in history. His Power Is Great. The individual power of Emper or William is greater than that of any other ruler. Not only does he occupy a very great office, but he is a great individual. Time has tempered him, and if through his initiative universal peace could be established through international disarmament, it would put him absolutely first among all the kings and emper ors who have ever lived since time began. And it is interesting to know that the emperor himself realizes the fact. a It is now generally conceded that we have gotten out of the struggle of war all that there is to be at tained. We have reached not only the point of diminishing returns, but we have reached the point where there is absolutely no return at all. Armies are a terrible “over-head” tax. Soldiering in the year 1912 stands for consumption, woe, want, pov erty, disease, inefficiency and in competence. That the resources of the weffld should be used for purposes of de struction. and that vast numbers of men should be kept constantly un der arms, is a crying evil. Five million men in the world— The Founding of St. Louis By REV. THOMAS B. GREGORY. ONE hundred and forty-nine years- ago Pierre Laclede Li quest set out from New Or leans, and three months later reached the point for which he had started, Fort DeChartres. Liquest was the representative and agent of the firm of Maxent & Laclede of New Orleans, which enterprising company had just been granted the exclusive trade of the Missouri and of the Mississippi as far as the mouth of River St. Pe ter. and it was for the purpose of establishing a point around which the advantages of this grant might materialize that the above men tioned expedition was undertaken. A month after his arrrival at Fort DeChartres. December, 1763, Liquest set out to select the site of the company’s post, and, after looking the ground over carefully. ’ decided upon the locality near the junction of the Missouri with the ‘ Father of Waters." Here was a fir%. bold bank, high enough to be out of the way of the floods, and yet not so steep to interfere with the loading and un loading of boats, to which might be added the fact that it was the natural and inevitable depot of the entire trade of the Missouri. Having determined upon the site, Liquest, on the morning of Febru ary 15, 1764, turned the first sod for the erection of the first building in the city which today has a popu lation of nearly a million sou’s. In April the settlement received the name of St. Louis, from Louis XV of Frantff the very pick'and flower of man hood—are engaged in the non pi ~ ductive business of drilling an. training to destroy what other men have by labor produced. Doubtless when pirates roam, : abroad through the land, and ever; nation was secretly plotting the un doing of its neighbors, the indi vidual success of a nation demand ed a big army. Now the world is getting togeth er. The telephones, the telegraph, quick transportation, is putting every nation in touch with all oth ers The nations now are ruled by bankers, not by warriors. The economist, not the strategist, is supreme. Adding machines and cash regis ters are our weapons. The typewriter is greater than the sword. The growing intelligence of the time has shown us that we can only thrive as other people thrive. Ihe idea of any one nation thriving by exploitation, annexa tion and destruction is obsolete. Nations, like individuals, are to day held in place by public opin ion. Publicity Is a Disinfectant. No nation can afford to fly in the face of the ideals that are held and fostered by other nations. Publicity is the great disinfect ant. So thoroughly is this understood today that kings have their public ity bureaus. They not only know whsft other nations are doing and saying, but their endeavor is to put themselves in the best light in the world's assize. We are ruled by public senti ment, and as no individual can succeed in an enterprise with pub lic sentiment against him, so no nation can hope to achieve success and prosperity unless it is moving in accordance with the best idea of the best people of all other na tions. Even successful war is a form of defeat. It looks as if the year 1915 will be the Year of Peace. Lei ii take its place with the immortal dates, 1492 and 1776. While Liquest was on his way up the Mississippi from New Orleans, the vast region west of the river passed into the hands of Spain, where it remained for 40 years, when the inevitable happened, art ' the “Province of Louisiana” passed into the possession of the United States. It was an unusual spectacle that was witnessed in St. Louis on March 9 and 10, 1804. The formal transfer of Louisiana from Spain to France had not been made when the time came for its transfer to the United States. In order that thi’ transfer from France to the United States might be made, Captain Stoddard, of the United States army, had been authorized to re ceive the region from France, and was also empowered b,v the French government to act as its agent in the transfer, which had first to take place from Spain to France. All being ready, the Spanish fi g was lowered, with all due cer> - mony. and in its place was run up the standard of France. Then, w,'ti some more ceremony, the transfer from France to the United Stat ■’ took place. The flag of France was pulled down and the “Stars and Stripes” waved for the first time ” the future metropolis of the won derful Mississippi valley. Thus St. Louis enjoys the uniqu’ honor of being the only city •> ' history which has seen the flag three different nations float. ov< ' tn token of sovereignty within 1 * brief space of 24 hours.