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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 postoftice at Atlanta, under act of March 3, ISTS Subscription Price—Delivered by carrier, 10 cents a week. By mail, 15.00 a year Payable in advance. Three Out of Nine Presi dents Assassinated-—A Dreadful Record » r r But Shocking as It is, It Need Not Utterly Discourage Those Who Believe in the Constant Betterment of Humanity. Con ditions Have Been Much Worse. The nine last men elected president of the United States have been Taft. Roosevelt. McKinley, Cleveland. Harrison. Hayes, Gar field. Grant and Lincoln. Os these nine men elected president of the I nited States, three were assassinated—Lincoln. Garfield and McKinley. And now Colonel Roosevelt, a candidate for the presidency, twice pres ident of the Ufiited States, is struck by the bullet of a maniac. Nothing could be more shocking, vile, despicable than these at tacks by vicions or demented individuals upon men engaged in the world’s important work. The latest outrage has filled the country with horror ami in dignation. with the deepest sympathy for Colonel Roosevelt, and very great admiration for his courage and fortitude. Rad as conditions are. however, there is comfort in the fact that the horrors of “civilization" are not as had as they have been in years past. she murder of kings and other rulers is so commonly chroni cled in the pages of history as to attract little attention. Even among the popes, revered for their sacred office. vio lent deaths were frequent. Eor centuries among those that ruled men a violent death seemed almost “a natural death.” Conditions are better and they will grow steadily better. More education ami better conditions of life diminish vio lence in its worst form, which is assassination, based on envy or blind hatred. The wisdom of nature has given to primitive man as his strongest instinct, the instinct of self-preservation. That instinct driving him to protect his own life causes him to fear punishment, and through fear the vicious are prevented doing harm to useful men in this world. As life is made more worth while, the fear of losing life be comes greater and assassination and other violent crimes become less frequent. Among savages and among desperate, half starved and de graded Asiatics, murder is common and the instinct of self-pres ervation is weak. Among civilized people violent crimes become less and less frequent. Increasing education and increasing comfort diminish vio lence and all crime. It is stated, but without proof, that too much education of the ignorant and lack of sufficient religious training is the cause of murderous attacks upon public men. Education diminishes crime; never increases it. And there is no ground for the suggestion that lack of re ligious education in the school has diminished respect for human life. It was a religious preacher, not atheist, who assassinated Henry the Fourth. It was a man educated exclusively in a religious school that assassinated McKinley. And the man who now attempted to murder Colonel Roose velt includes m the writing of his wild imaginings the religions utterance: “A strong tower is our God.” Ignorant minds, half-starved minds and unbalanced minds lead to violence and assassination. Education, prosperity ami widespread justice are safeguards of the individual as well as of the nation. In spite of discouraging exceptions, life is safer than it ever has been, violence is constantly diminishing because every day the people are better educated and better fed. A dreadful crime such as that attempted in the case of Colo nel Roosevelt is best dealt with by prompt punishment of the criminal, if sane, by universal execration of the crime. Valuable men have been lost by the nation by crimes of vicious and in sane men. But such crimes are not an actual menace to the na tion itself, or reallx threatening to this republic. This country needs to fear, fundamentally, intelligent, able, powerful and conscienceless citizens, not any deed of the insane or anarchist criminal. The great fact that interests the whole country was admira bly made and heroically made by Roosevelt, as he said to the crowd, speaking for more than an hour with a bullet hole in his breast: ‘‘l am not worried about my own injury. There are more important things to talk about and deal with satisfactorily.’’ As long as monos such courage and su<4i fortitude as Roose velt possesses are present in this country to deal with the IM PORTANT things. no criminal, no viciously seditious mind can | jeopardize the nation's welfare The Atlanta Georgian IHE Pistol Zz X U £> E L ESS .7( ZXL- DANGEROUXXy > r AHp ' X ' g „ OBJECTOR ABLE X X xXXX >&y- /FEATURE of our. X/xIA \ 'ZA / '// MODERN ' (/, CMLIZAT.OM- The LA\aZ // Uv 5 hou ud Forbid x // , 7- / X,/ tue manufacture z/, // Z->.. Xt/And SALE of I /X'*' slMfSl ■ X Oz / ::: What a Horne Should Be ::: Dear Winifred Black: Do you think a girl of eighteen should be absolutely without a boy or girl friend? Especially a girl friend '.’ My parents think I should not have a chum, nor go anywhere with any one except my mother. 1 don't care about boy friends, but 1 am very lonesome for a girl chum. I see other girls having so much fun, while 1 have been made to give up all my friends. What is your opinion? A LONESOME GIRL. T 1 THY. you poor little lonesome Vy thing, some one ought to take that mother of yours and give her a good, hard scold ing. Eighteen years old and not a friend in the world! What are those parents of yours thinking of, anyhow? Themselves no doubt, their own mean, miserly, selfish, self-centered selves. Old As Her Youngest. 1 asked a woman I know how she kept so young the other day and she aaid: ''rm always just as old as my youngest child. Just now I’m four. I've been reading 'Puss in Boots' this afternoon and to morrow T shall be dreadfully ex cited over ‘Jack the Giant Killer.' ” Just the age of her youngest child, that’s the idea. Why, that foolish mother of yours ought to be just eighteen right now; eight een with her soft hair on top of her head! just eighteen, her eyes dancing with the joy of living: just eighteen, with a heart still of dreams; just eighteen, with half of the great books in the world wait ing to be read, all the Howers wait ing to be pulled, all the moonlight of all the ages shining Just for her and the rest of the eighteen-year olds. Eighteen!—blessed age. Why in the world doesn’t that foolish moth er of yours throw oft' the burden of her years and be just eighteen with you? Poor thing, she isn't half alive, like an oyster at low tide, herself, and trying to make you do the same thing. Why. what for? Now, if I were that mother of yours. I'd have a house full of friends for you. girl friends and boy friends, and Fd make my house so pleasant for them that my foolish little parlor would be like a regular club house. And Fd have a porch full of comfy chairs, and a vine or so creeping up between me and the moonlight, and I'd have a pitcher of lemonade handy, and. above ail. I'd have a welcome like that in the old song. "A welcome in the parlor to make you feel at home." And THE LAW’S FIRST DUTY Abolish the Pistol WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 23. 1912 By WINIFRED BLAUK. I'd Iveep you and your friends at home yvitli me for company and i then you yvouldii't want to get away to the streets and to the mov ing pictures and to other excuses for what your ought to get at home. Home’. Why, that's what home ougiit to mean for a girl of your age—the place to have a good time with your friends. What is that mother of yours so busy about that ; «she doesn't want to take time to help you happy? Eighteen! Just a few years now and she'll have to stand by and see the light fade from those bright eyes of yours. Just a few years and you'll be too busy and too A Parody By PERCY SHAW. (A process has been discovered for making milk from vegetables, and is now being demonstrated at Frtmk f ort-on - the -M ai n. — NEWS I TEN!.) AS children how we used to list To "Bingen on the Rhine;” While in our eyes through growing mist Unbidden tears would shine. Science has changed all that and now A new place haunts qur brain Where they make milk without a cow At F’rankfort-on-the-Main. No more the farmer’s boy will cry: "Co. Boss,” across the rail. Nor humming sunset lullaby Beat tunes upon bls pail. For with a pen perverse and chill Science has written plain: "I manufacture cream at will At Frankfort-on-the-Main.” No more will milkmaids cutely dressed Trip past with placid brows; No more will wedding suits be pressed While driving home the cows; For Science takes a cabbage and A turnip and romaine And gives you milk as per demand At Frankfort-on-the-Main. Romance, farewell, yet let us waste No pitj- on the cow; She will no cud of sorrow taste; , She will be happy now; Henceforth she'll make one stomach do And. blinking on the plain. Give thanks with an ecstatic "moo" To Frankfort-on-the-Main. •’ tired and perhaps too anxious to want tQ make new friends. What does she live for, this mother of yours? Work? I've seen women like that, so busy making new tablecloths and em broidering new doilies that no body ever gets a chance to use, so busy putting up preserves and niaking jams, and bottling pickles that they cease to be women at all. but just pickle vats tvith about as much humanity as a ginger jar. and a Chinese one at that. 1 know a woman who's always cleaning house. She's cleaning house when it rains, and she cleans house when the sun shines, and she cleans house when the fall winds howl, and she cleans house when the spring calls to her to come out and forget that she has a house. And when she is dead and in her narrow grave the only thing any one on earth will be able to say about her is "She was a good house cleaner.” And her boys hate the house that is so clean and her gi Is are sullen and tired and bored to death. Across the street lives a woman who cleans house just when she positively has to and not till then, and she gives her heart and her soul and her brains to her boys and girls and lets the old house and the rugs and the pictures be lonesome for all of her. i And her children arc known all over the neighborhood as the great est home lovers. She’s a mother; she isn't a housekeeper. Maybe it's your father who won't let you have a friend. Oh, yes! There are such men right now in this year of grace. 1 know one of | them myself, just one. and he’s enough, thank you. Wants the House Quiet. He's a rich man. and he pro vides his family with a tine house and lots of fine clothes, but he doesn't let them have their own souls for company a single hour of the day or night. He's tired and he wants the house quiet. He has business friends to dine and every one must be on the alert to please them. He doesn’t like this one, and he can’t bear the other, and when he goes away on business the wife, who is afraid of him. and the girls, who hate him. throw their hats in the air and almost weep for joy. Fine father he Is. isn’t he? I'd lather live in a four-room cot tage with love and peace of mind as guests than to stay in a house that calls itself a home and has in it no room for the friends of those who live there THE HOME PAPER Dorothy D n Writes on Protecting a Wife /□B ■ *tn i xt -W Every Man Who I Loves His Wife, i and Who Has a I guard Her Future as Well as He / Can. ' EVER/ man who loves his wife, and who has a proper sense of a matt's responsibility to ward a woman he has married and w’ho has given the best years of her life to him, tries to safeguard her future as well as he can. He looks forward to a time when he may not be with her to work for her and provide for her. and so he settles upon her the home if he can. or puts some good bonds and stocks in her name, or he makes heroic efforts and sacrifices to car ry some insurance so that she may not be penniless when he is dead. If the average husband should tell the dark thought that haunts him the most with its terror it would be the fear of his wife being old and poor. In want, perhaps, of even the common necessities of life, and it is this specter of dread that nerves him to redoubled effort in his business, and that prompts him to deny himself a thousand little pleasures and luxuries that he would enjoy. This being true, It is amazing that men bring all their efforts to protect their wives to naught by never teaching the women how to take care of the money they have made so many sacrifices to leave them. Yet, the knowledge of how to take care of money is just as necessary as the possession of money. Without the one you can not have the other long. An Easy Mark. Every man knows that the cham pion easy mark of the world is a widow with her insurance money, and that it is such a simple process to swindle her- that no dishonest man can resist the temptation to do it. There is not one of us who can not name off-hand, without even stopping to think, a dozen pit iful, helpless, poverty-stricken widows that we know and are called on to help from time to time, who were left comfortable fortunes by their husbands, but who have been cheated out of their money, or let it slip through their fingers be cause they were as ignorant of all business uses as a child. They didn’t know which was the business end of a check. They didn’t know the difference between a gilt-edge bond and Wild Cat Pre ferred. They didn’t think that such a casual thing as signing your name on a piece of paper that you hadn’t read could really amount to anything, one way or the other. They' were sure that Deacon Smith was perfectly honest because he prayed such beautiful prayers, and that Cousin Thomas would pay them back their money 'because wasn't he their own dear aunt’s son? 1 know one woman who today Is keeping a miserable railroad eat ing house whose husband left her $200,000 that she got rid of within two years by the simple expedient of signing an innocent-looking pa per that a man told her was an op tion on a lot. She didn’t read it. She probably wouldn’t have under stood it if she had, but when the man was arrested for running a fraudulent real estate agency sh« found out that she was his partner and responsible for his debts. She truthfully denied that she knew of having such connection with him. or was responsible for his deeds, but the law took a very different By DOROTHY DIX view of the matter, and she found herself swept bare of every penny. Each one of you can match this story with another in youi own knowledge, and this is what makes it so incomprehensible that th. man who is trying to protect his wile doesn't also try to protect her front her own ignorance about money. How Can She? Os course, men shrug their shoul. ders and say that women don't un derstand business. As a general thing, that is true, but how should a woman understand anything that she is never taught? Neither do mon understand how to crochet and do battenburg stitch embroidery, but that is no indication that they haven't intelligence enough to lean how to do crocheting and embroid ery if they' had the proper Instruc tion in them, and had the Impor tance of learning how to do fancy work impressed on their minds. That there is nothing so myste rious or occult about ordinary finan cial ■ affairs that a woman can't learn them is abundantly proved by the fact that there are hundreds of thousands of clever and success ful business women in the country, and that man 4 of the most valued employees in every cojnmen ia! con cern are women. Moreover. In th« management of their own affairs women are quite as successful men. The average woman can get twice as much out of a dollar as t man can when it come- to sliuppini; and housekeeping. There is no earthly excuse that a man can give for not trying to fi' his wife to handle whatever money he leaves her when he dies, yet practicaly no man does it. If you. Mr. Man. who read tin's., line, should die tomorrow, what t'otiM your wife know about you: .mail How competent would sin Io- to wind up your business or to eany it on? How much would sin Kit" ' about the best way to im. st insurance money? Wouldn't .she have to ab.-ohm ly depend upon your partners. .. some lawyer, and trim; to th' ir honesty and dlsintei •hi ' Wouldn’t site be just as liabb i" into a rotten speculation as f.. usi.w a good investment ■with iter mmi"'? Does she even know tin' diffenii' 1 ’ between living on one’s inemm m spending one’s capital? Wouldn't she think that she was as rich Mr. Rockefeller and could alfooi 1 trip to Europe or an automobil" your estate amounted, when -• up. to $30,000, instead of i . al'zinc that she must be very because she had only an im $1,200 or $1,500 a year, mid t was no one to bring in any m ,,!e money ? Little Short of a Crime. If you died, the happim Woman you love and that to he so helpless, the very f-- ..ml shelter of your littb 1 : ’* 1 ' would depend on your wife'-' i JI " ing how to manage money co*, of what you left her do not take the trouble to " prepare her for such :t coming It's little short of a crime ' this defenseless er- atur. on tender mercy of the finaneftt Don't do it. Begin today teach your wife sonu thine your affairs, and about inv -t Try to take out -oim in" against her ignorance alm - your othei insurants.