Below is the OCR text representation for this newspapers page.

t ""'"'■•’W* - If 11, : it DiTORIAL RAGE! The Atlanta Georgian THE HOME PAPER THE ATLANTA GEORGIAN ub»crl}i »ry Aftcrnoo < UvO LILIAN Alabama Ht it pouf office ; carrier, 10 < ay a hie In A K sum COJIPANY . Atlanta. Go. it Atlanth, under ienta a week. By avarice. ict of March 8.U7 rraJl, $5.00 a year Two Clerks Had a Boss--They Decided That They Could Go Into Busi= ness for Themselves==What Happened Two young- men worked for an employer who did not quite suit them. They did not like their hours, they were not satisfied with their pay, they were discouraged especially by the fact THAT THERE SEEMED TO BE NO CHANCE FOR IMPROVE MENT AHEAD. These two young men decided that they would enter busi ness for THEMSELVES. They said: We are young, ener getic. What others have done, WE can do. Let us use our brains and energy to make our conditions better. ,1 One of the young men started out as follows: The day that he dropped his regular salary he felt like crying. Next Saturday loomed up very dreary ahead of him. He tried to do one thing, and found it was much harder than he thought. He tried to do another thing, and he found it was much harder than the first. Bills began to come in, AND NO SALARY WAS COMING IN. . There were complaints from his friends that they didn t see him, there were complaints in his home. The head that was held so high when he started out began to get lower. The eye that was bright had a worried, anxious look. Finally this young man said: “I guess I was MADE to be a clerk. Clerks are pretty happy after all, even if THEY DO have to take orders and get bossed around, and have long hours. An employer to pay me every Saurday night is a pretty good thing, even if he doesn't pay me much.” So this young man went back to clerking, and considering his character, it was the very wisest thing he could have done. The other young man went out and he had more trouble than the first one. But when he dropped his salary he said to him self. I have quit clerking AND I MEAN IT,” and he DID mean it. He found that life was harder than it had been, but he was willing to stand it. He found that it took some time to realise the dreams that had seemed so easy when he had been dreaming them, BUT HE KEPT AT IT. He said to himself, I can do what others have done, but I have got to go through the troubles and worries and hard times that THEY went through.” He didn't fool himself, he didn't fool those with whom he talked, he was willing to take things as they came. For more than a year the other clerk who went back used to smile and laugh at the clerk who didn't get back. And it was pretty hard for the man that stuck to his resolution. But eventually, the man that stuck to his idea, the man WHOSE FAITH IN HIMSELF WAS BASED ON ENERGY AND CAPACITY, found that he could succeed, as he had hoped. At present he is running his own business, clerks are work ing for him. The fact that he had IN HIM to do what he said he would do has made him successful. The other clerk who gave up and went back is now a confidential, fairly well paid man in the employ of the man that COULD stick and DID STICK. Young men may adapt, this story to suit themselves. We are not advising men who hold good jobs to give them up INDISCRIMINATELY—far from it. The man who gives up a good thing erratically for an uncer tainty is pretty sure to regret it. But at least once in every man’s life there comes the prompting toward freedom. Every man has his day ol' strong resolution, his day oi de termination. And for one man that STICKS a thousand turn out like the feeble clerk that went back. This, of course, is inevitable. In this world, where competi tion and struggle settle everything, the strongest arc bound to GIVE orders and the weaker men to TAKE orders Not all men can be THE STRONGEST. Not all can succeed in making themselves independent of others. But this we do sav to young men: If you make up your minct that YOU INDIVIDUALLY will not give up, YOU INDIVID UALLY will succeed. t. f! « Senator Bacon Is Entitled to His Nomination .. United States Senator A. 0. Bacon, of Georgia, was duly and regularly nominated in a Democratic primary last Au gust to succeed himself in Con gress. He was opposed vigorously and aggressively inside the party by a strong Democrat, who lost to the Senator after a gal lant and exhaustive contest. This nomination was for the Senatorial term in succession to Mr. Bacon s, which began on March 4 last, although an awk ward provision in the law’s of Georgia made it impossible for the legislature to ratify that nomination until July of this year. Governor Brown, however, wisely proclaimed and admitted the validity of the nomination by appointing the Senator to fill the vacancy occasioned by the termination of his regular period of accredited service in the Senate. Whatever may be the method v hereby Senator Bacon's successor shall be elected, however—and the ratification of the seventeenth amendment to the Federal Constitution would seem to make his election direct by the people imperative—The Geor gia 1 - 1 takes it vs settled that Mr. Bacon will be, without question, the Democratic standard bearer in that election. The suggestion that he may have opposition or that his right to the nomination may be in any wise forfeited, is certain ly a mistaken suggestion. Again to require him to seek the nomination would be unfair, unnecessary, and un-Demoeratic. It would subject both the Senator and the people of Georgia io useless expense and annoyance The incoming legislature should provide promptly for a Senatorial election, and that election shouid be held in time to get the returns Dack to the legislature for canvassing before summer ad inurnment. • Nothing less than th” will work justice to Senator Bacon and the Democracy which nominated him to succeed himself. /His continuity of service and Lis committee standing should be preserved even more for Georgia': ake than In: own. V,u! >nly Ir acting promptly and along the lints set up. t:n 'he le; lure perfoi m thi ite to Ihe peojit He Hooked Her—She Hooked Him ( opyiiifht, 1913, international Xwiv* Servit ARE You N READY? 'au. but my DRESS HooK IT UP tweres Joses A And he*sistcr,Sheu BF. SORE WHEN SHE J SEESAW NEW! PR.ES5 7, 'Vv. -MB, | || - — 1 “The Blood of Twenty Heathen Centuries Still Speaks in Modern Brutalities” Dr. John E. White Writes on “Whipping Women.” “If It R a i ns While Sun Is Shining, It Means the Devil Is Whipping His Wife.” Written for The Georgian by REV. DR. JOHN E. WHITE, Pastor Second Baptist Church. Htuo Bltt Pit? you C|Ef HAT black re Mysteries of Memory, a Faculty Not To Be Abused, Scientifically Explained Many ol the World’s Most Noted Geniuses Cultivated This Re markable Gift and Utilized It in Furthering the Ambitions of Their laves a N EngiL’.i writer I’a a jin. I /\ oe» a let all.'ng lim* n-nv.irk- * ltb> history of tilt Il(;V. Thom-is Threshold, a Pr csbytel'- ittn miniate.', of Rlchdale, who, it is averfetl, Married the entire Bi ble in ills ht-ntl. mi tliat Ir the number nf a chapter in any of books wan given to him he could immediately l-eolte the en tile .a;;,Ur from memory. He wan a living etie; elopediu of dates iiml facts ol' all kinds, and oould speak toll languages. Similar instames of extraordi nary memory frequently arise, and they possess a certain im portance for tile light they throw upon i faculty of Immense value, which most of us entirely neglect to train and develop. The popular belief that a power ful memory is not an accom paniment of great intellectual ability does not appear to be well founded. Napoleon could go among his guard and call by name any member of it who hap pened to attraot Ills attention. .Macaulay’s memory was the basis of Ills enormous productivity as a writer. .Many other men of tivst rate ability have had extra- ordinatn powers of memory. SUU. it Is true tlmt tlio many of remarkable memory who were either ctive. in men- By GARRETT P. SERVISS. .\.Titer canif to bifii In saving that his matin script hud been burned, M.tigliabecchJ re peated every word 01 it. The Dfik ‘ Cosmo III. made him his librarian, and learned men oT all A install re!at • lo peris menu or d* Possessed Musical Memory. The famous dwarf. Toni Thumb, had as perfect a mem ory of musical sounds, although li.» iRLssvsst d i:o scientific knowl edge ft' mupic, that upon hearing ■ new piece he could sit down :iml play it «u once. Tli** “Learned Blacksmith.” Ki lim Bun lit. wla continued to piaetivt Id- trade#fteurlv all his . \ lU’.WiKS Hi learned Latin and Greek, and read the Aeneid and j the Hind, whK< he was still un I appromUv it th* fern . Vntoufo Magthtbeo-hi. • p •<* * K'.o vn;in»\ never forgot uuyiiung L . !>' »\yd On on • f -u Ao • GARRETT P. SERVISS. kinds used to come t«* him “for farts and dates rather than take the time and trouble necessary to conduit the booM. He was never at a loss, whether the kub- jeef was history, theology or-lit- eratulv. He v as allowed to travel ir* order to earr\ a\\.ay in his head the treasures of, other libraries. Once tin* Grand Duke asked him where he could find a Certain book. There is hut on .s.pi in' u»e world.” said Magliabe* < hi. and i hot is m (lie Gruml Siguier s lilu-ar.v in Constantinople, h i.; tl'.e f n» nih book. on ’the see ond shelf. on the right hand as you enter.” Divided Into Two Classes. This calls attention to a pecu liar;! y **i :m m.«j 1 wruen 'many P jot :s -po. e The> un recall be brokeii by too but when it ligitdy vpun much pulllii: recollection tUat-jt is on the right or the left Imp'd page, and near the top, the middle'or the bot tom, even though I may not have seen the book foryears. SOin<* psychologists divide memory into two elass^—mem ory of form, or visual memory, and memory of sound* or audi ble memory. Many persons never forget what they hear, but quick ly lose what they read. In gen eral, wo remember better what we have seen, llow often do we meet a face that .we recall per fectly, without the slightest re collection of the name of the per son Unit it belongs to? This is another proof of the educational A'alue of pictures, whether “mov ing” or “still.” On account of the almost uni versal existence of visual- mem ory, systems of memory train ing are frequently based upon the association of the things to be recalled with a series of vis ible or tangible objects. A speak er will sometimes utilize his fin gers. his rings, his watch chain, or objects in his pockets to as sist him in recalling the divi sions of his subject, or the state ments that he intends to make. Sometimes he will, as it were, plant the divisions of his dis course in the various corners of a room, or upon striking objects that, it contains, confident that a glance will find them when he wants them. Must Not Be Burdened. Memory-is a faculty that niusi not, according to my experience, be too much burdened or wor ried. li lik^s to be trusted. Run lightly over the facts and state ments that yo« v.iMi to Dut into speech, and do not strain the mind overmuch in trying to memorize them 1» frequent rep etition. Let them rest in ilit- bu» kg round, and give rein to the . imagination. Then they will flock to you as if they were glad to come, and often they will bring associated things that you not thought of in advance. chain whose link L ord Wellington invited his German ally at Water loo, General Blucher, to visit him in London. He took him to the top of St. Paul's and showed him the wonderful city. “What do you think of it?” he asked. “The blood of twenty heathen centuries rose in liis cheeks,” and he replied: “What a city for pillage!” The blood of twenty heathen centuries rose in Ills cheek*-! That is a gripping sentence, and it un covers the peculiar persistence of all our barbaric survivals. "Scratch an Englishman and you will find a Tartar.” 11 came to mind when I read that the wardens of the Georgia prison system were agitating for a restoration of the custom of whipping refractory female pris oners. When the scientists in the universities hear of it it will down in their notebooks for Hasses in Genetics as phenomena. Of course the Legislature ol Georgia will have scant •rci pec- for th .• proposition and it vvii come to nothing, but it reminds* us that “the blood of twenty heathen centuries” has not ah run out of our veins, but that it is running out every day. Th ? civilization of Georgia has gone u ling ways forward since the treatment of prisoners was a subject of public indifference. When the traffic in convicts was ended the 'State entered a new era of penology. Henceforth, what is clone to a prisoner it is you and me and all of uv who ' do it. Why Not Whip the Women? Is it because they are too goorl, too gentle and inoffensive to be whipped? Nay, verily. There is nothing worse In the possibilities of human nature than the worst woman. It is because of our selves that we will not whip women any more in Georgia,. We all remember the ease of the DrCris woman, the Savan nah Diamond Queen. She was an ugly character and the trouble she gave the authorities was no torious. She exasperated them to t ie limit, and then beyond the limit. She tempted them and they tell--into bestiality. Her meanness provoked the represen tatives of tiie State of Georgia lo a meanness as bad an hers. Having the power and being eriraged, they tied her -hands to the ring ill the wall above her head and .chipped her until she succumbed. When khe succumbed, you and I and all ol us fell down." It v\as a. contretemps in ^ GhjHstian civilzution. A drop of “the blood of 2U heathen centu ries” splashed on the white page REV. JOHN E WHITE. and the whole book was ashamed Oi li ll. Have you seen it raining while the sun is shining? “Tue dev’.l is whipping his wife,” we say. What docs the oid saying mean? It means that nature is disgracing itself, that sunshine and rain are incongruous and that the devil is at his worst when he is -whip ping his wife. In the < mergence from ba - bail.nn. human::y has discovered certain leading lines which guide upward, and which, if it turns about and follows in the contrary direcMon leads downward. One o£ the e great leading line>*, which measures progr-hs, ix our thought, toward and out treatment of we nanhodd. Tin- savage did not unuer.- Uin«l Fmo when Mb-' Btruck i:!6 wife inflicted ;i< plow u.p:>h hits pojtci-#. The aisrn of our escape f rom savagery. i s our better under, standing and our keener appr e . elation uml our greater sensitive ness. The fact that a woman w a . a prisoner in some castle dungeon did not exclude her front the sy m . pathy of King Arthur’s knight? it intensified their chivalry. What Shall the Wardens Do? That we are governed by se 0 . limental considerations Is not to bo denied. Sentimental consider- ations govern civilization at |t« highest. What shall the wardens d„. then? Must they not enforce die- cipline? Yes, and a thousand timee, No. There are methods of discipline which do not degrade" the State of Georgia. Let them he applied sternly enough and with perseverance. But there are methods of discipline which would degrade the State of Georgia, and they are effective. They reduce the most stubborn to submission because there lo an extremity „f unconsciousness at their end, just beyond which grins the ghost of death. Human nature can not ajppon tile easy possibilities of their ex quisite torture. Shall they not be employed when necessary tv, break the spirit of the devil that possesses the prisoner? A thou sand times “No,” because the State of Georgia is a civilized State. It were better that prison dis cipline suffer, better that the war dens endure sum thing than that* a Christian State should ipse its soul, which is very much more important than the wardens. By however low an estimate you put on the Women in the scale ot human valued, because they are negro women, you only indicate the stoop of the State to their level when brutality of power matched itself against the brutal ity of ignorance and weakness in the convict camps. The appeal to the Legislature for the ring In the wall and t’ne cat-o-nine t^tils is ill advised. Tlv people of Georgia are not moving backward In humanity toward prisoner?. Besides, as. a practical matter, in a few year-- more the difficulty of securing white men who ur; willing to hire themselves out to whip women—oven negro wom en—ought to become a serioia difficulty. “The blood of tvent; heathen centuries” is playing out in this world. Why Doi^t You Stop Pushing on the Lines! Don’t Worry and Fret and Nag Yourself or Anybody Else. It Only )ets on Your OvVn Nerves and It Doesn’t Get You Anywhere At All. had Mem- J t’ST a year ago it was dial i saw .her last until yesterday. A little, thin, nervous, wor ried-looking woman—with eyes too bright, mouth too set. firm little hands too tight ly clasped, going up hill in an old-fashioned wagon pushing on the lines. There was* a good driver in the front s*eat and a good steady hoise in the shafts, a good smooth road under the wheels, a fine green landscape all around to see, but my friend didn’t see it"; she was too busy pushing on the lines, Lst Him Do the Pulling. Gp, up. up the long hill climbed the straining wheels. “Gid-dup.” said the driver as he spat content edly into the splendid gulf of green below the bluff; "gid-dap. - ’ and the patient, steady old horse “gid-daped” quietly, calmly, stead ily to the top of the lrng hill. At the top my friend leaned back on the cushions. “There.' she said, and sighed in groat re lief. Tile driver turned in his seat and spoke with all the fre**- doru of tlie- Western spirit. 'Tired, ain’t you?” he said. ■‘Tired?” t*c-ioed>'my friend, ‘•wliy; yes, 1 guess I am.” “Well now,” said the driver, soothingly, “you hadn't ought t * be. The old horse. i ;t did all tin pulling. I wouldn't push so h:.rd oh the. Um-s when . .saving to th no::t l.Ek” The u Oman’s face vGaxod. U. ;• bright eyes softened a Fttic. ”T nit*-' she >'u!c. 1 l>i ;iov By WINIFRED BLACK. \vq.ved u* a good-humored stkn’- 1'5't as ehe and tl>e d:;i\ pr and? the old h-ir.se- and the old-rashione-.l mbuntdin wagon started down the hill. Yesterday I met my friend for the first -time since then. Her back was toward me and I didn't know her till she turned. Such a young back it was. and so was her face, young and rested and pleasant and full of a kind of calm joy that had been miss ing when last 1 saw her. .“What’ in the world has hap pened to .you?’’ said 1. ‘ You look like a girl again?’ -My friend smiled. atn," ,sTlc -aid. ‘and yet it is alj so simple. ’T learned It front the driver on the mountain road. I’ve: stopped pushing on the lines; that’s all. and you can’t think how much easier the road is to climb." Stopped pushing on the line;, that war it. Always Pushing on the Lines. My friend bus a good husband, kind, devoted, successful in a quiet sort of way. Not so clever as my .friend, not -o ambitious, not so full of energy, hut the man or the family without a doubt. I Itavt often wondered if her con stant pushing and plodding ami reminding and spurring didn’t get on his nerves. My friend told me about it. "Vou know Jot- ns wall ;u? i do” she said. "Poor fallow, Ire's had it title of it with. ilia. I was alwafs pUskiiu: on’tile lines and thinking 1 was helping. ;iJU ] a |i the lime it uidh’t do a filing ba* make no- "Joe never hurries; he never goes into things with his heart and soul; he just does the best he can and lets it go at that. "It used to fairly kill me to get him off to the office. 1 wanted him to hurry. I wanted him to get to work, I wanted him to do thing* and ‘hustle.’ and he never would, lie couldn't. He had just so much strength. Just so much energ: and just such a hill to climb, and all the pushing I did didn’t make a particle of difference to him or to me or to the load. I'm Ten Years Younger •i worried, and fretted, air :lid was irritated, 'pus - on the lines' all the way, an<i didn’t get to the top a hl for all my pushing. ►Suddenly, lart year, when ® told me that about the it all was clear to me and never done it since: n ° l nagged we quicker driver lines “When 1 feel like hurrying J 06 - when T wish he’d do something quicker than he does, or put more life into the doing of it, I lean back and untie my face a" <ay to myself, ‘don’i pu*» on l,,e tines.' jnii it's al] right. I m ten j’ears younger, and so Joe. I take time to enjoj I don’t worry over "hat I can’t help, and in the long we s- i over the »» s well us tie did befo.e good ti-al better push oil the 1 ne- 1 " != ; 1(1 every woman who na^- Larn ti at ieeson. ^ | , i;, .. .;.►** lo r hi;. il ls things. I l gues about ; if not , Don * ;* it