Atlanta Georgian. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, November 14, 1912, HOME, Image 20
EDITORIAL PAGE THE ATLANTA GEORGIAN Published Every Afternoen Except Sunday By THE GEORGIAN COMPANY At 20 East Alabama St., Atlanta, Ga. Entered as second-class matter at poatofffce at Atlanta, under act of March J, 1»7». Subscription Price—Delivered by carrier, 10 cents a week. By mail, 15.00 a year. Payable In advance. I The South •t M M I The President Sees in a Change at Washington a Greater and a Fuller Opportunity For This Section of the Nation. That was an altogether graceful and patriotic utterance of President Taft, when, in welcoming the Daughters of the Con federacy to Washington Tuesday, he expressed the opinion that the coining to the national capital of a Democratic administra tion will bring the South into a fuller and more desirable part nership in the nation’s affairs. The South, at least, will accept the president’s words in good faith, and give him credit for a large measure of sincer ity in saying them when and where he did. It must not be forgotten, and particularly must the South not forget it, that Mr. Taft, as president, has shown by substan tial deeds his professed friendship toward this immediate section. He went to Louisiana to find a chief justice of the supreme court of the United States—he went to Tennessee and to Georgia to find two associate justices, fie has spent much of his time in the South—he has loved to mingle with Southern people, and he has said so, time and again, frankly and freely. His most inti mate personal military aide, the lamented Archie Butt, was a Southerner. The South, in rejoicing that Wilson is to be the president following Mr. Taft, should not be —and will not be—unmindful of the fact that President Taft, whatever his political blunders and misconceptions, and conceding to all men a wide freedom jf thought as to that, has been always an executive of honesty of purpose and integrity of action. He may not rank with some others in the matter of political sagacity; the charge that he has been a "kind hearted gentleman, surrounded by men who knew exactly what they wanted’’—may be more or less true — but it will not be denied that Mr. Taft has been catholic and broadminded in his ideals, and has desired to be a president of all the people. The South, while rejoicing that a change is to come in the •onduct of the national government, inclines not to gloat that political misfortune has overtaken the president, nor yet to sus pect aught of guile or upworthiness within the loyal heart of him. The South never will feel that Mr. Taft has intended to be other than friendly to it, however much it may realize, as he says, that his hands have been in a degree tied and his high purposes and desires thwarted time and again by circumstances over which he had no control. ' jo Real Democracy Is Good | Business The president-elect broke his post-election silence to say one thing, to wit: That honest business has nothing to fear from a gen uine Democratic administration. Under the existing circumstances this assurance was well con ceived. and it was timely enough. But the day will come when such an assurance will be superfluous under any circumstances. The day will come when every schoolboy will understand that sound democracy and sound business are interchangable terms that the principles of legitimate and prosperous commerce and in dustry are simply a transcript of the fundamental ideas of the -democratic order. In illustration of this truth, consider the following propositions: DEMOCRACY CAN NOT EXPAND AND FLOURISH UN iLESS THERE IS a FREE CAREER FOR TALENT—NEITHER CAN THE WORLD OF BUSINESS. Whenever the pathways to personal power are clogged by I privileges and prerogatives and are thus closed to men of original find creative enterprise, democracy languishes. And so does busi ' ' jess. Democracy, in flinging wide the gates of opportunity and offer ug an equal chance to every man, does not mean to offer prizes to imber egotism or long-winded greed. It means to dear the way or a rivalry in good works—a race in which the servant of the •eople shall be the winner of the laurel crown. Where the same itale does not obtain in the industrial order, enterprise degenerates ipto sodden monopoly. And monopolv paralyzes business REAL DEMOCRACY IS BASED UPON FREE CONTRACT AND MUTUAL INTEREST. IT IS THE SAME WITH* SOUND BUSINESS. M hen political advantages are wrung from the majority bv fraud, the energy of free government is diminished. And when economic advantages are wrested from the people by commercial duress, the volume of business runs thin. Men are riot free when they are in need; and there can be no fair bargaining between hun gry men and those who are well fed. The prosperity of anv rests upon the freedom of all. REAL DEMOCRACY AND SOUND BUSINESS LIAT BY DISCOVERY AND PROGRESS. NEITHER CAN LIVE IN \ STATE OF REPOSE AND ROUTINE. The freedom of free government requires that the mass of the people shall have effective economic power—i. e., the power to change and improve their occupations. Where political servitude < and commercial stagnation exist, they are both due to a low voltage of social motion The political problem and the economic problem .. | both arise from the fact that there are more job-seekera than jobs. The solution of both problems lies in the releasing of creative forces and the increasing of the momentum of enterprise. Wher ever there are more opportunities of advancement than there are men knocking al the gates, the antagonism between labor and cap ital vanishes. The antagonism between the majority and the minor ity vanishes also. Thus one might go on indefinitely— multiplying the likenesses between real democracy and sound business. A book or a whole library might he written on the subject. But the point is missed until the legson is brought home that the likeness is more than a likeness. It is an identity. The two grand idealisms of the modern world- the enthusiasm of business and the passion for democracy—are at bottom one and the same thing. the rectification of business is the i:e\liz\ TION OF DEMOCRACY. The Atlanta Georgian The Outside Man Drawn By TAI). Wkw ■Wya . I W ' 11 N ■ .' ■ i, I® - -A .•F - J I k f ''l I "SbWMiI' I ill fl sSW'Xt ■<. ■ r■ ■ - TnlMSji ’ I / i r '; 1 Even though without ’tis stormy weather I drink; you drink; we drink together. The man outside looks through the pane And wishes he were a man again. Our time is now—we lead our lives. And we forget the man who strives © About Books * ’ l! ' 11, I! . l!AI;l ’ « Copyright, 1912, International News Service. MAN'S first great invention was the scheme whereby a vocal sound stands for a .spe cific thought. Then language was born. The second great invention, and the greatest one in the world yet, was making an arbitrary mark stand for a vocal sound. This was the secret of Cadmus, the Phoenician, who invented the alphabet. Twenty-six little crooked marks called letters, and seven punctua tion marks -this is.the equipment of a writer. Os course, it must he taken for granted that the man has thoughts. IMit what thought is, no one yet has ever attempted to say. A book Is th< utilization of the t’admean invention. As we grow in spirit ami mentality we want fewer books and better book’. Hooks are not much to teach us ua to suggest ami make uh think for ourselves, Reading is self-ievei.uioii. You like that autlioi cnk who iHleits your own thought. In tin book you di»vuvvi youi'Mclt Unly ihi ■sopiio- THURSDAY. NOVEMBER 14, 1912. •' mon mind reads much and delves I and dives into bookish depths. Small boys think It a great ac complishment to be able to see un der w iter. The real achievement is j to see in the open air. out in the sunshine, in God's great out-of doors. » Do not dive too deep into books, otherwise you will get metaphysi cal mud in your glimmers, and memorize, not think. Do not worship a book. You would never worship the author if you knew him. Treat,a book with dignity. Stand shoulder to shoulder with an author. Love his book, but don't num• b it. Good books are companions. It is beautiful live neighbor to Ralph Waldo Emerson and call to him over the back feme or help yourself In his Garden of Allah. This Is what Aleott did. Aleott had a great crop of girls, but was short on beets, tin rot- and onions. bocHU-e Aleott would not pull pit.-, weed and nuik< am ui) pinsHne cull it “pusaley" if you prefer A book is the -tMiden of the mind. Th. ... is m> ■: y. m. in 11, but it is sw't.t to iviilvut- To gain a foothold on the sands. And shows the world his empty hands. We see but once Dame Fortune’s smile, And if we tarry but awhile We are the men outside the pane . AVhose chance will never come again. —Frederic A. Wilson. pl.-ite. And the curious thing is. the mpre posies you pick from one of these gardens of the mind the more there are left. Be on good terms with the great; touch fingertips with Robert Louis: greet Tammas, the Techy Titan, w ith a smile, even if he only re turns it with a grunt: laugh with Rousseau; learn with Hugo, the master of the short sentence; sigh with old Omar, and out of them all. blessed by your own divinity, your own insight, your own apprecia tion, you will be able to sit at the speaker's table in Valhalla with Plato, Pericles, Aristotle, Coperni cus, while Dante the solemn passes the brown bread. A book is record of a life. It Is what the grain of the tree is to the wood, it Is a history of a struggle for existence. In a book you get the best that n man has ever thought or done or said, The dross, the iet>s tin- com monplace, the tr. ltsh 111 all mg omit ted. Any book that fives twenty-five reals lui- - <ai i ;in. .. thi die | • I 1 n fU is ei.itcd by two decudw THE HOME PAHER Garrett P. Serviss Writes on -iGTirfi “Super- # f dreadnoughts” |L « HF IjgHMy AVill They Prove Themselves To Be of the Sea? Overgrowth Destroyed the Arm- L S ed Monsters of Jurassic Times and Armored Knights of Middle Ages—America Will Be Ready To Meet. Situation When Big Battle ships Cease To Be Valuable. Bv GARRETT P. SERVISS. 1 STOOD close beside the mighty -I battleship New York as she rushed, with an anthem of vic tory that shook the air, down the ringing g'rooves which led from her huge cradle to the salt tide waters that are to be her Home. Never have I heard another such diapason played by any instrument made with human hands. The ground trembled, the atmosphere was turned into a gigantic lute, with every string in accordant vi- • bration. The strange birth-song of the rushing ship, blending with tha roar of a thousand welcoming whis tles and the cheers from fifty thou sand throats, made a concert of triumphant melodies■ that will al ways ring in n*iy ears. The overwhelming effect was partly the result of surprise; I had not expected that the great battle ship would go singing to the sea. Her voice was one to make every patriotic heart beat quicker. There was in it no tone of doubt or fear. It was the anticipatory chant of battle and of victory. How Great Will They Grow? But as I looked noon her huge steel hulk I could not but ask n>y- 1 self; How many more of these war monsters must we build before the reign of peace shall come? How much greater must they grow be fore they disappear entirely? Biologists tell us tiiat the armed monsters of Jurassic times grew so vast, so heavy, so unwieldlj', that their kind perished through over growth. Will it be the same with I these steel monsters of man’s mak ing? Do they not resemble the ar mored knights of the Middle Ages, who at length could hardly carry ■ themselves upright on their ov r burdened horses? The Invention of gunpowder and of bullets that fly 2,000 feet in a second put an end to < armor for goldiers. In maritime warfare armor has been the latest j instead of the earliest development, I but can it continue to be effective when guns are igade which, at a distance of five miles, send their shells through the thickest belts of steel? On the sea as on the land I will not armor be abandoned and ' the fate of battles be decided by TheSanjak of Novi Bazar By JAMES J. MONTAGUE. TN the land where the Turk was accustomed to lurk, 1 Snug and safe in his lowly thatched harem. 1 here were glad golden days for the' Pashas and Beys, Ere the Bulgars came down there to scare ’em. Leading sextuple lives with a half dozen wives. And never a family jar. 1 hey were in pretty rich, were these Turks, among which Was the Sanjak of Novi Bazar. Thru the rough, rural folk in the Balkans awoke. And with expletive Turkish “By Hecks,” Snore the heel ot the lurk had'borne sorely to irk The supplian scruff of their necks. Which saying, they shot up the Pashas a 101. Ami soon they had fleeing afar All the once haughty Beys, but a head a long ways Was the Sanjak of Novi Bazar. So now there’s a throne that is left all alone < In a coutry where din and dissension Are so often the case that one might think the place Was a prolonged Chicago convention. And the Novi Jambeek has an ad in this week, Reading: WANTED—A man who's a star.’ And who’ll hustle right in to a fight he can’t win— To be Sanjak of Novi Bazar. I haven I the pelf for the journey myself, And that may be possibly why For this excellent chance for a life of romance I do not rush out ami apply. Bui Bryan has still go| his fuiiire to fill, And as for our old friend T. R., One worn! certainly think, sine, h.- <an’t he a Kink He’d be Sau i;i9 of X O vi Bazar. • swiftness of movement and lengl of reach? The New York is called a ~ dreadnought," and she l( iks Her cost is $6,000,000. Fossibij «e shall soon see super-super dread noughts, costing double the money but we can not go* on forever it that way. These dinosaurs of tit sea must ultimately give place b other forms less unwieldly, mor active quicker in movement, bet ter fitted to survive amidst tin change of environment that is no-, rapidly coining over the who, world. Conquest Will Alter War. The, conquest of the air and tlia of the submarine depths will sooi aiter the conditions of warfare Man's activities are no longer eon fined to the surface of the earii and the sea; he soars above the or,, and dives beneath the other, ami still filled with the spirit of i . he carries his instruments of in struction with him wherever i, goes. When it will all end, who nn tell'; The way to universal peace i not tile way of disarmament. A long as other nations continue n I build super-dreadnoughts we air built! them, mid bnihl them In than anybody else. Their a will not come through the pr ing of any theory, but tin. teachings of the next grt.u v a We were the first, taaght by i I experiences of war, to b.ti'.l moved ships; perhaps we shall .■ '=<’ be the first to show that soar tir y I better can be made. Is Result of Experience. Nn dvance was ever . : : \ upon the earth that w; < no; ti result , - ' y.eri. nee. Ti;.- i ~ I im: of one i xperlcnce endure anti na~ , be utilised until the mxt eo-m - ? its tu l ii. and those who iriaini > are those who the most promptl. I meet the new eruditions a- ' 1 ; arise. The New York, with I: 1 battle song upon her ste> I ‘ the mighty mistress of tlie s< to day; tomorrow Ini' hour passed. But of one thing wv feel sure, whatever the of tlie morrow may be A > will know how to meet them.