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Christmas That Makes
Thousands Miserable
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You Who Read This Newspaper, and Other Buyers of Christ
mas Gifts, Can Free Many from Suffering AND AT THE
SAME TIME HELP YOURSELVES.
Tens of thousands of women and girls and men are worn out
by the intense strain of Christmas work BECAUSE THE PEOPLE
HAVEN’T SUFFICIENT CONSCIENCE TO CONSIDER THE
EMPLOYEES IN THE STORES.
Men and boys that do the packing of parcels must work late at
night BECAUSE THOSE THAT LIVE COMFORTABLY WHjL
NOT TAKE THE TROUBLE TO DO THEIR SHOPPING EARLY
IN THE DAY.
This Christmas season, which ought to mean happiness for all,
means suffering, fatigue, overwork, loss of sleep and injury to
health in thousands of cases.
Use your influence to impress upon your friends their duty to
those that work to make the Christmas season successful.
It is an intensely important season to all of the people.
At this time of year, merchants sell the products that hundreds
of thousands of workers have been creating for months past.
When yon do your buying at the stores now you are not band
ing your money to the merchant who runs the store.
You are giving the money to that merchant that he may pass
It on to the manufacturer and thus pay for the salaries of those that
create the goods. The merchant’s share is comparatively small.
The share of hundreds of thousands of workers is the great part.
Remember, for your own sake, that shopping early in the day
when the stores are not crowded, when the air is good, when the
clerks are not so tired, makes your work easier and healthier.
Remember, for the sake of the women that work, for the sake
of the harassed merchants trying to satisfy the public, for the sake
OF COMMON DECENCY that shopping early in the Christmas sea
son and early in the DAY is a duty that no good citizen should
neglect.
Remember, also, to keep your temper, be good natured, HAVE
CONSIDERATION FOR THOSE THAT SERVE YOU.
Remember that the man or woman whom you question has been
answering thousands of questions that very day. Remember that
while YOU may be very intelligent, and very polite, the person to
whom you talk deals all day long with many that have less intelli
gence. and are not at all polite. Be patient, good natured. CON
SIDERATE. even if you happen to find a tired girl or harassed man
a little short in temper.
Oji like others to help YOU. so you ought to want to help
OTHERS.
It costs very little Io say “Thank you,’’ yet that “Thank you'
to commerce is what oil is to the axle and the wheel.
Remember that excellent line of advertising which the tele
phone company posts up everywhere, “ It’s the voice with the smile
that wins.’’
1 ou might just as well go through the world quietly, kindly,
gently and with a smile, as elbow and push and struggle and coni
plain.
Give others a chance, set a good example. Be useful, consid
erate. A COMPASSIONATE atom in the great crowds that put a
heavy load upon the store workers at this Christmas time.
The Call to Arms
By CHESTER FIRKINS
THE bugle calls from fortress walls
Where Danube's waters shine;
The banners fling their challenging
From Volga to the Rhine.
Tiber and Thames their diadems
Turn fretful toward Islam—
But, bloody though her waters glow.
The Bosphorus lies calm.
FROM camp and coast the Teuton host
Is summoned to prepare:
O’er hurried mile, in Cossack file.
Comes, ravening, the Bear.
With bristling guns the war-fleet runs
From Budapest’s gray piles—
While, stricken dread, yet respited.
The Turk looks on—and smiles.
A V. ride ye forth from west and north,
A * Czar, emperor and king!
Ay, nobly ride in battle pride
And silent threatening.
In blood to sate the ancient hate
And plunge a world in wars;
By brother s death to give now breath
To Moslem conquerors!
\V ' b° ots your vow for friendship now—
’ * Your sacred pledge of peace.
M hen southward lies a golden prize
Your coffers to increase?
The glutted hoar still fights for more—
Take lesson of the brute!
h tj<- on, ye kings! The clarion rings!—
■ Ihe smiling Turk is mute.
The Atlanta Georgian
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Conquest of Mt. McKinley Is a
Lesson For All
IN Hearst’s Magazine for Decem
ber you will read the story of
the final •‘conquest" of Mt. Mc-
Kinley, the loftiest mountain in
North America, and you will see
photographs that will thrill you
with the excitement of dangers and
difficulties met and overcome. It is
a remarkable story of a wonderful
feat.
But we are all philosophers, often
without knowing it, and many will
ask: “What is the good of this
desperate mountain-climbing; what
does humanity gain by it. after
all?’’
From a strictly utilitarian point
of view it is difficult to answer such
questions. If you are one of those
who think that nothing is worth
while that can not be expressed In
dollars and cents, then there is no
answer that will satisfy you. The
climbing of Mt. McKinley was sim
ply the achievement of an ideal, and
nobody can appreciate it whose own
life is not led on the uplands of
ideality, and whose nature does not
demand something more than food,
drink, clothes and ordinary social
amusements.
But to those who do set noble
ideals before their minds, and who
believe that utilitarianism, in its
usual sense, is death to man’s high
er nature, the feat of Professor
Parker and Mr. Browne will appeal
with the mysterious force of a great
poem—a poem written not in words,
I but in achievement.
Measurement Not Object.
Those men did not go there
merely to measure the height of Mt.
McKinley. Its height had already
been measured, probably more ac
curately than they were able to do
it, by means of surveying instru
ments. played many miles away in
the valleys and on lower peaks.
Whether its elevation is 20,300 feet
or 20,450 feet is a matter of small
moment compart'd with the fact
that men. tn spite of enormous dif
ficultles, have succeeded In reach
ing Its summit. The grit, the de
termination. endurance and courage
which they exhibited form a valu
able object lesson In the develop
ment of character. Every reader
feels himself stronger, bolder, more
iqpuble u« he follows the narrative
TCESDAY. DECEMBER 10. 1912.
By GARRETT P. SERVISS
• of ihelr adventures. It is a tonic •
for the soul. It makes all difficul
ties seem less formidable.
The young man who starts out in
life without any of the advantages
of education, or wealth, or-social
position, and by sheer grit over
comes every- obstacle, never losing
confidence in himself, never giving
way to discouragement, never whin
ing, never thinking that he is the
victim of fatality or bad luck, never
paralyzing his energies, or wasting
his time by envying the good for
tune of others, is climbing Mt. Mc-
Kinley, and he will go to the top.
Unbroken Courage Won.
When Frederick, who afterward
won the title of “the Great.” found
himself, like a bull in the ring, sur
rounded and tormented by- innum
erable enemies, his army in flight,
bis capital captured his palace
looted, his friends falling away,
every circumstance against him,
but his courage and resolution un
broken. he was climbing Mt. Mc-
Love Symphony
j By A. O'SHAUGHNESSY.
; 1 LONG the garden ways just
? ZA now J
I heard the flowers speak;
< The white rose told me of your brow,
? The red rose of your cheek;
S The lily of your bended head, ?
? The bindweed of your hair; >
Each looked its loveliest and said j
1 You were more fair.
$ I went into the wood anon.
>, And heard the wild birds sing, j
<How sweet you were; they warbled <
j on, ?
< Piped, trill'd lhe selfsame thing. (
| Thrush. blackbird, linnet. without ?
pause.
I The burden did repeat,
1 And still began again because >
You were more sweet.
And then I went down to the sea, <
i And heard It murmerlng. too,
i Part of an ancient mystery-.
’ And made of me and you; <
< How many a thousand years ago
j 1 loved, and you were sweet—
! Longer I could not stay, and so
j I fled back to your feet
Kinley, and he got to the top.
When Robert Bruce, the Scotch
hero, lying on his bunk, a fugitive
from his kingdom—alone, deserted
and half starved—saw a spider fix
its broken line a dozen times to the
ceiling, never giving up its efforts
until at last it made the web fast,
he was watching the conquest of
Mt. McKinley, and he learned the
lesson so well that he himself soon
stood on the pinnacle.
Every man has his Mt. McKinley,
If he is good for anything. Those
who have none are of little use to
themselves or anybody else. It is
only- by continuous, untiring effort
that a man can perfect himself. If
you find yourself becoming lazy, In
different, easily discouraged, dis
posed to think that fortune has
turned her back on you, or if the
world loses its interest for you, and
you begin to let things slide as they
will, wake up! You need a mountain
to climb. Don't envy- the rich and
idle—they know nothing of the joy
and strength that come from the
conquest of difficulties. Bet an
Ideal before you, and mount, over
the crevasses, the chasms, the snow
slopes, the ridges, the precipices,
defying the clouds, the winds, the
cold, and the fatigue, until you see
the world at your feet.
There are many great mountains
still to be ascended, both in the
physical and the moral world. No
man has ever yet reached even the
foot of Mt. Everest, the highest
point on the globe. Explorers have
gazed longingly at Its gleaming
summit from the tops of lower
peaks a hundred miles away. Some
day they will climb it.
One Secret Still Hidden.
So. no man has yet climbed the
peak of achievement which carries
on its apex the talisman that will
unlock the secret of interatomic
energy, that all-enveloping .power
with which nature is crammed, and
the control of which would make
our greatest engines seem but the
toys of children. But some day the
foot of man will be pressed upon
that summit also.
But don’t think that because you
have nm genius, or great opportu
nity. there is no climbing for you
to do. You can climb a peak worth
conquering every day of your life,
if you wiP
THE HOME PAPER
Brown’s Rebuke to Blease,
the Blatant
Citizens of this republic who live without that section there
of known as the South should understand—as thousands of them no
doubt do understand —that Governor Cole L. Blease, of South Caro
lina. is not a representative Southern governor, and does not speak
by the card for the Southern states.
The South will prefer that the nation accept such a governor
as Joseph M. Brown, of Georgia, as a more representative type of
executive. And particularly will the South prefer that the delib
erate and dignified utterances of Governor Brown be accepted as its
sentiments w’ith respect to mob law. rather than the demagogue
incendiary, and cheap ravings of Governor Blease.
The South realizes that it has the respect, the sympathy and th e
fraternal good wishes of the other sections, in seeking to solve th
greatest problem handed down to it from reconstruction days. The
land of Dixie has drained to the very dregs the bitter cup pressed
to its lips by the misfortunes of a cruel war. As part and parcel of
that war it inherited the negro question, all unsettled and far at sea.
and it has done with it the best it knew how—handled it in the light
of its purest thought and its loftiest statesmanship, with many
blunderings and falterings as time ran on. For the result thus far
obtained it neither blusters nor apologizes.
The South has its ideals—maybe its prejudices—and by them
it stands or falls. It has never been able to consider the negro aa
unalloyed asset; rather has it looked upon him as a grave liability.
It has sought to be fair to him, and to treat him humanely and with
kindness —and the South has never been able to believe that it is a
kindness to the negro to hold before him the faintest suggestion
ever of social or political equality.
Governor Blease, in advocating Iris shameless ideas of mob lan
and executive violence, undertook, for a political purpose, to pla,\
upon the thin worn strings of race prejudice.
He can not hold the beast he pictures in greater abhorrence
than other men—all men—must. He spoke in Richmond of negro
criminals of a certain class—these, he says, he would exterminate,
without process of law, and in defiance of the constitution he gave
his irresponsible oath to observe. .Why he confines his remarks to
negroes would be puzzling, were it not for the fact that the occa
sional Blease type is understood in the South; for the patriotic
white men of the South hold in equal detestation both white and
black criminals of the sort Blease pictures.
In response to Blease, Governor Brown said:
“The executive of no state has a monopoly of devotion to the
white women of his state or to the determination to protect them,
but whatever the crime in Georgia, we hold that the criminal roust
be punished by the law instead of by the mob. Georgia does not
have to depend upon mobs to punish those who violate her laws.
“I regard Governor Blease’s advocacy of ‘mob’ law as exceed
ingly unfortunate, for the simple reason that in every other state
in the American Union the devotion of white men to white women
is as sacred as it is in South Carolina, and the determination to pro
tect them, or. if need be, to visit condign punishment upon those
who have wronged them, is as deep-seated and irrevocable as it is
in South Carolina.
“Every governor with whom 1 talked and every woman in
Richmond who gave me her opinion stood as one in advancing legal
process instead of ‘ mob ’ law. ’ ’
The South will be content if the nation accepts the words of
Governor Brown, of Georgia, as stating the real Southern position
on this question of mob law, raised by Blease.
The South will indorse and approve Governor Brown with thni
same measure of emphasis that it rejects the sinister, dishonest, ami
illegal attitude of unfortunate South Carolina’s utterly cheap and
shameless executive.
The Republic of Cracow
By REV. THOMAS B. GREGORY.
IT was 97 years ago that the "Re
public of Cracow” began its
brief and pathetic existence.
It is a story that is well calculated
to moisten the eyes of the most
stoical of the sons of men, and not
yet has history recorded the story’s
end.
At the geheral settlement of the
.affairs of Europe by the great Tow
ers in 1815 it was agreed that Cra
cow and the adjoining territory
should be formed into a free state,
and by' the treaty of Vienna the
town of Cracow, with its territory,
was declared to be “forever a free
and independent city.” This dec
laration was signed by the repre
sentatives of Russia, Austria and
Prussia.
These representatives of the
Powers knew history, and there
fore they' knew the story of Cra
cow—an ancient and honorable
story, which doubtless touched
their hearts.
Cracow’s history begins with the
year 706, when it -was built by' Duke
Cracus out of the spoils he had
taken from the barbarian invaders.
For 300 years the City of Cracus
remained the capital of Poland,
and there the Polish kings were
crowned until 1764. For generations
the city was the center of the stur
diest energy and brightest intelli
gence of Europe. Its university,
one of the oldest on the continent,
like a great beacon light, shed its
rays far and wide; and in all that
was calculated to benefit humanity
the Polish capital stood pre-emi
nent.
Not only so. Poland’s capital had
suffered to a greater extent than
any other place In the world. Not
even Roni" m old Ji-UMlem has
been called upon to drink more
deeply of the cup of sorrow.
The representatives of the Pow
ers knew all this —knew what the
ancient capital had endured at the
hands of the Partitioners —ar
conscience-stricken as it were,
when they got together afte- the
overthrow of Napoleon, they' saic
“We will do something for Cracow
we will give her back her ancient
liberties; we will decree that for
ever she shall be free and independ
ent.” And they kept their word. • s
the above-mentioned treaty of '’■
enna shows.
But alas! for the faith of nation’
In 1846, on account of domes*'' -
trouble in Cracow, the diploma*’
got together and, contrary to the
solemn assurances of the treaty
Vienna, blotted out the Republic 0
Cracow and incorporated the '
with the dominions of Austria
Against this unhallowed piece o
business England, France, Swec«
and even Turkey' heartily protest
ed; but Austria was determine ■
the diplomats were willing.’ and t > f
Infamy was consummated.
But, as has been intimated, th®
end is not yet. The great poet
philosopher wrote: "In the co.
rupted currents of this world "■
sense’s glided hand oft shoves
Justice, but ’tis not so above.
There is a Lower Right and 1
Higher Right, and in the en-l
Higher Right always wins.
t iin-- It will win In the
land. Austria, at pren-nt.
bles of her own. with Hungary
ging at her hroat; and eyen • ’
many ami Russia, powerful i” 11 .,,,
are. are not out of th" reach or
old Eternal Rectitude wn<»
Is. in the llnul test, siip oi”
the machinations of men >n •
p iting- Os I ahlnets