Atlanta Georgian. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, April 22, 1913, Image 12

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Knit Subt I r# * IB .#•> S] tl k h ii , 1 ^ Hi h t: r t - Frt r - tt i i EDITORIAL RAGE THE ATLANTA GEORGIAN r , " To Fill the Cupboard, Widen Your Commerce \Ye Should Be Fools to I ake Down Our tariff Bars Without hirst Arranging to Havf the 1 ariff Bars of Other Countries Taken Down at the Same lime. Envy and Jealousy Cannot Build States VICE PRESIDENT MAR SHALL was, of course, right in saying at the Jefferson din ner that “the right to inherit and the right to devise are It is true that the power to The Atlanta Georgian the: home: pape r r “ 1 bough reciprocity tariff reduction can be made coincident and coextensive with trade expansion.''—Mr. t karst ni letter to Washington Post, April 13. We are a rich country, of course, but we cannot afford to buy everything and sell nothing. If we want to get cheap food stuffs from South America we must arrange to have South America buy things from us—in quantities or values to match. We should be fools to take down our tariff bars WITH OUT FIRST ARRANGING TO HAVE THE TARIFF BARS OF OTHER COUNTRIES TAKEN DOWN AT THE SAME TIME We cannot lower the cost of living by just letting foreign ers have their own way with our markets. The way to fill our bare cupboards is to widen the scope of our commerce. This is the plain doctrine of reciprocity. It is so plain that the people can have little patience with the tariff-makers in Washington who refuse to respect a fact that anybody can see. “In our tariff we have a weapon with which we can with stand the tariff weapons of other nations, but we must not aban don theirs.’’ It is absurd to offer the world a new free list WITHOUT CONDITIONS IT IS ABSURD TO BEGIN. TO BARGAIN FOR RECIPROCITY AFTER OUR OWN FENCES ARE DOWN AND OUR OWN FISCAL WEAPONS ARE FLUNG AWAY That is what the new tariff bill proposes to do. The new tariff bill is to that extent ridiculous. t. t. t not inherent or constitutional, transmit fortunes by will, or by descent, from father to son, is based not upon any inalienable’’ right, but only upon grounds of ancient custom and public policy. The Georgian has always contended for the right of the public to levy a heavy tax on .inheritances, but The Georgian cannot, in good conscience, approve of Mr. Marshall’s sug gestion that the have-nots” may, under certain imagined cir cumstances, “take it into their heads to make common cause against those who have." The implication that a general as sault of poverty upon property might conceivably be justified in this country does not sound well in the mouth of the Vice President of the United States. Published Every Afternoon Exempt .Sunday By THE GEORGIAN COMPANY At JO Kant Alabama Hi Atlanta, (in Entered Mwoond-ela** matter ai pontofflee at Atlanta, under m-t of Mar. n a IM.il Subscription Price -Delivered by earlier, 1U rente a w.-ek By mail, $.Y<)0 a yeai Payable in Advance. GETTING A PERFECT LADY’S GOAT [ “The House of Our Fathers Never since the world began lias a free state been built by envy. If great fortunes have fallen into the hands of fools, or if the power of capital is, in some degree, directed to the restric tion of production and the narrowing of the field of general prosperity, the remedy does not lie in jealous uprising' of the “have-nots.” Social progress is not to be achieved by capitalizing the envious. It is to be achieved by capitalizing the efficient. As things stand in this country, the people who are most useful in producing the real values may not have as much prop erty as they deserve, may not have as much as they ought to have—for the sake of the general welfare. But they are pretty apt to have some. They do not belong to the “have-nots.” Thus it is impossible to increase the general prosperity of this or of any other country by organizing the ' have nots” against the “haves.” The thing to do is for people of creative enterprise and pro ductive skill—whether they have small means or large—to "make common cause" not against the “haves,” but against parasites and monopolists and against all the rabble of those who are merely futile or greedy. The Southern Box Is Getting in the Reach of the National Spur. There Mam Things to Forget, But Manx More To Be Remembered. A Babv Can Now Look Across tin* Mason and Dixon Line. Written for The Georgian by REV. JOHN E. WHITE Pastor Second Baptist Church. What World Needs Most of All By ELBERT HUBBARD upv right, 19IS, International News Settle*- B EFORE th«» days of Jamie Watt til manufacturing was done In the homes. 'File word "wif* " means weaver 'I’ll** woman made the fabrics and she made the clothes. Man power was the only pow er known. 'Fhe steam engine revolution ized the business of manufactur ing. and transferred the factory from the home to a separate building With the dd of the joint-stock company and increased capital manufacturing became a busi ness. separate and apart from the household industries. the eternal labor of digging food out of the ground. James Wan applied • mechani cal power by the use of steam. Fulton applied the principle to water transportation.’ Stephen son invented the locomotive. Har greaves invented the spinning- jenny and practically solved for us the uuesiion of manufactur ing. But farming is still lagging a hundr (I years behind, pulled by Three Processes. F Th e Plea of the Guileless Jap By JAMES J. MONTAGUE. M OST HONORABLE PRESIDENT: I s friendly Japanfee Desire to build one stylish fort beside your Western sea. W -• nd dist tug - *d Km:in<-er one man of High Renown l*s friendly To make our Fort in San Fruneisk great credit to the town. But we the property can't hold, and so we come n you. Most Honorable President, and ask you, "How can do?” YJoat Honorable President Your California State She got one legislature-law that all is out of date We like to have one jovek dock to dry our wafship in. So le can be already when the war she shall begin. But we can own no land at all. and though we got the pelf. If we start out to build him do they tell us "Chase yourself!” $ Most Honorable President If that wai she shall come. We shall be what you call it in your language-—on the bum; We like to have our ships right hv on San Francisco Bay. we can atari right in to lick our Honored I'. S \ But them mean < alifornia men they shy no J a pa nee Along no coast that they have, got can own no property. \ Most Honorable President on you we lay our cause; ’ We ask yon won’t you butt n .-ml ■ iiang* them unjust law* $ We need some arsenal- to hold our military, stores \ And houses s*» our soldier men won't need sleep out «*f doors. And t m lmigh men in s .- Fr <ncisk don'; want tin friendly J«i y To b* there when tlie troub • come to blow them off the map. ,\n«. su Kind, genial President pl* a-e make that . i mi S: , u- e' us buy all the land we need inside that Golden Gate, ou s- in x *»ur l F S**hii. r out • Sacramento quick, nd t* them that i«s Japam-e do- w .at you call it -kick \Y c go: to l as. them forts and docks -we need them dreadful hud. nt do what we ask --.beware! -you make us mac's. The increased demand for food from factory towns suggested a better quality of farming, and so horse-power came in to replace hand-powei Farming bec ame a Western business. Instead of the hand-reaper, told of in poetry and legend, we had th • inventions *»f Cyrus Mc Cormick and James Oliver. Maud Muller wasn’t in it. Constant Iv increasing, from a machine that required one man to ( live and one t<» take off the sheaf to he bound, weXhtfd a '-ma chine that not only- cut. hut hound, threshed and bagged at one time. \ met tea has twenty-rive mil lion horses We have more*horses than any other country in th* world We have more horses than Germany, England, France and Spain combined. \ I sc x, the cost of horses to-day i> higher than it lias ever been before. There a tv three proc esses in civilization. One is to dig. the ii'-xt *s to carry and the third i* i c • manufacture. W e have discarded horse-power in the matter of transportation. The steamboat, the locomotive fnd the automobile- do our lug ging. Bin we are still digging by hand or with the aid of animal power. Phe man with the hoe and the anted brow is simply a man who uas been unable to take ad- move in the direction of economy and co-operation. Jt did the work at one-half th-* expense that horses c ould do it. However, in'.the neighborhoods where coal was scarce and water was not right a; hand, there was a deal of dead lift and labor in hauling. I , have seen tw o teams of horses working steadily, one hauling water and one coal, in or der to keep a thresher going. Wood, as fuel, is now practi cally out of the question. Goal is heavy, cumbersome and often scarce. Gas cannot be■ ttransport ed, and has other limitations. Gasoline is volatile, is affected by temperature, cannot be trans ported in \Voodt-n barrels, has to he stpretj ujid “ground, and in- creas^c fire risk. Besides, its cost is mote than double that of ker osene. Kerosene oil seems the best, cheapest, most easily obtained, most condensed and most valua ble fuel known. A pint of kerosene has more potential power in it than the same quantity < f dynamite. Dynamite has a wonderful power to destroy. But a mush room can lift just as much as the same weight of dynamite, provided you give it time. V lichen growing in ilie crevice of a rock can split the rock. The Great Needs. W ITH a Southerner in the Presidency, four South erners in the ('abinet. and a Tarheel country boy Ambassa dor Extraordinary and Minister Plenipotentiary to the Court of St. James, it begins to look as if we are back "in the house of our fathers'' sure enough. The South has been a long time getting back, but there never was any doubt about it. because whatever the estrangement of fifty years ago did to strain con temporary relations with the American government, there nev er was a cloud between the Southern mind and heart and the old homestead itself We have been walking around the ancient premises with hungry eyes for many years—sometimes in the front yard, but mostly in the back yard—with the feeling that the old place would never be w'hat it ought to be until we got the old home back and the old home got us back under the parental roof and tucked us in good and tight in the old "Tee- ster” bed upstairs at the White House. The Greedy Tar Heels. There is a little observation that when the South walked in, the North Carolinans were in clined to reserve too many rooms. Everybody is wondering how they managed to do it. But when the "full house” sign was hung out, there it w r as. They had .done it. There is "Joe” Daniels, Com mander of the Republic's great high sea*, the guardian of the ancient glories of Paul Jones, Commodore Perry, Farragot, and the Manila and Santiago fame the Honorable Secretary of the American Navy. He was the son of a widow at Wilson, and a prin ter's devil these thirty years ago. It looks a far cry from the little print shop on a side street in a country town to the Captain's Bridge of a world's distinction, but a thrilling American thing it is that the printer's devil made the trip. There is "Dave” Houston, out of the woods around Monroe, directing the fortunes of Ameri can agriculture. Over in the lit - tie railroad town they are whit tling pine boards in front of the* Court House, forgetting to ask the usual question, whether “Thirty-eight is on time this morning” or not. Seeing as how Dave has done it, it seems just as natural as yesterday that hv was corning home from college yard in front, and that is whfj> he was born. Off to the right j. an old academy building. That* where he went to school. I w een these two houses, thu American Ambassador to (; rea , Britain in the year of our Lo r ,| nineteen hundred and thirteen was flung back and forth from bed to books and shaped for des tiny right before our eyes. It is like a chapter out of the Arabian Nights. The old story which as nothing else exposes the secret and the wonder of the great American Republic. Value of a Big Nose. ELBERT HUBBARD. man-power .uid animal-power. And th* Dukhobers plow with w *>man-power. The tarmgr annot hope for re demption through electricity, be cause the farmer's business is to move around over a space of per haps several miles and he must carry his fuel on his back, so to speak. No stationary engine will answei his purpose. The first move in the direction of using mechanical power on the farm was when we ceased to use horses for threshing stain. The horse-pow er. \\ here a dozed horses were driven round and round on a sweep, is some thing hat all of the gray beards born in the vountrv remembet Kerosene is nature’s own fuel. The business of searching for oil in tiie bowels of the earth, and pumping it up. is practically in its infancy. All we have endeav ored to do. so far. is to bring up just enough oil to supply our needs. The problem yet in transpor tation is to get an engine that will carry its fuel on its hack The smallest quantity of fuel in point of bulk and weight is what the world demands. The me! now that gives the quickest results w ith i he least loss is kerosen* . Tile engine ,1m ignites kero sene instantly and that liberates its power so that it is used at once -this is the principle of the oil engine. The great need is an oil engine that, in clean combustion, regu lation, durability, light weight and control, will equal «*r better the be>r steam or gas engines. And the nexi need of this coun try is that the Government sha I a ’ Le.ist control the supply of crude « il. "i .control the price of ail petroleum products. REV. *jOH N E. WHITE. and talking about going to Texas. Out on a little hill where the trees stand guard and small white tombstones here and there hold their obscure vigil, there is a new-made grave, and as the farmers of old Fnion drove past the other day with their guano, one of them said: “It’s a pity old man Houston didn’t live another \ear to see what Dave was do ing. The New Ambassador. Now comes this latest shock of pride to the Tar-Heels and it is running like a fire all over the State—Walter I’age in the big gest, highest station the Ameri can Republic cgin send a citizen to. Another little town that did anything in the world hut furnish il men and women is at least, half awake to-day. Before you get to the Capital of the State from tfie West, you have to pass through Cary. It is simply one of the necessities of the railroad situation. Out to the left a hundred yards away is a plain boarded, weather-beat en. two-story house, and a big If you have seen the picture of the new Minister to Great Brit ain you were struck with th? man’s nose, for the photographer cannot shut it off. You need not be afraid to mention it, because it is a family glory. It explains why when the new Ambassador fn some time of international exi gency speaks the American word with authority the European dip lomats will sit up and take no tice that there is a man on the job. After all it does not matter really where opportunity gives a * man a place to stand if he has the right sort of nose. His father, old man Frank Page, was Ambassador Extraor dinary and Minister Plenipotenti ary in his day. It is being re called now in the little village, forlorn in its pride, that one da> our new Minister to St. James became involved in diplomat it complications in the horse lot For the purpose of making it a closed incident he earnestly ex claimed: “Pa, you will hurt in; new coat.” It evoked a most belligerent response like this: "Yes. and I'll hurt your back before I get through.” Here is another secret of Amer ican greatness. It is all good to think of. The Southern boy is getting in the reach of the National spur. The schoolmaster’s task to-day down South is to link up the past to the present. There are many things to forget but many more things to renu m ber. A baby can now leap across the Mason and Dixon line From every farm where at nigiitfall the little brood gather.- about the fireside and from even little school house where the day hums along over the oasis of re cess they are. coming. Unde Sam—into the "House of the Fathers.” Does Fabled Atlantis Exist? By GARRETT P. SERVISS. A MAN asks me by letter: "Was there ever a conti nent. or island, of Atlantis, and did it really sink to the bot tom of the Atlantic Ocean, as I have read?” 1 do not know, and nobody knows, whether there ever was an Atlantis, but the great Greek philosopher Plato said there was. and his story of «\vhat ancient traditions tokl about its wonders and its* awful fate is one of the most interesting ever written. Mentioned Lost Attentis. Plato, said that Atlantis was a large continent, situated in the Atlantic, west of the Strait of Gibraltar: that it was the scene of a marvelous civilization, such as the world, up to his time, had never again witnessed: that it contained populous cities. with beautiful palaces*, and broad culti vated lands, teeming with the richest products of the soil: and that suddenly, it was over whelmed by a.flood 6f waters and sank beneath the sea. leaving only the tips of a few mountains projecting above the waves. Other writers of ancient time- mentioned the legend of lost At lantic. Solon, the Athenian sage and lawgiver, who lived nearly 6ht> years before Christ, is said to have heard about it during his travels in distant lands. But even in his time the memory of the sunken continent had almost van ished and the traditions* con cerning it were contradictory and uncertain. Ye:, because they were so persistent and widespread, it is reasonable to conclude that there happened in remote an tiquity some overwhelming cata clysm that powerfully affected the imagination of surviving mankind and made an ineffaceable impres sion upon succeeding ages. Lord Bacon named one of his most impoftant works "The New Atlantis.” and through all litera ture the story of the vanished . .mt.nent has left its traces. 1: is* one of the greatest legends in hum*n history. When the new science of ge ology began to be cultivated it was, thought, at first, that it fur nished unquestionable corrobora tion of Plato’s story .because it seemed to demonstrate that the seas and lands of this globe had often changed places in past GARRETT P. SERVISS. times; and, if that were so. evi dently it was perfectly possible for a continent to have once oc cupied a large part of what is now* the Atlantic Ocean. In the latter half of the nine teenth century the sceince of oceanography was developed, and' exploring ships were sent through all the great seas, armed with sounding apparatus capable of reaching depths of several miles. The soundings then made revealed the fact that the bottom of the Atlantic is very irregular, sinking at some places in vast depres sions, rising elsewhere in broad plateaus, and occupied at certain points by mountainous elevations, whose pecks occasional!.!, attain the surface. Tiler, i; was guessed that the Azores Islands might be remnants of drowned Atlantis, and an at tempt was made to trace the out lines of former lands connecting the Old World with America, across the oceanic neck between Africa and South America. Speculative thinkers began to theorize about the possible peo pling of the American continnent by the passage of races of men over this supposed land bridge, . and thus an explanation was im agined of the curious resem blances between the civilization and the architectural remains of the Eastern and Western worlds. It is now generally held that the ocean basins have always been depressions filled with wa ter. and that the great continents, as a whole, have never been un der a deep sea. The waters which once covered immense areas in North America and oth er continents were shallow basins, and a relatively slight change of level sufficed to turn them into dry land. The deposits found on the floor of the Atlantic, in its deeper portions, far from the shores, are of a character which indicates that they have been ac cumulating uninterruptedly for countless ages. At. the same time, it is prac tically certain that some of the great archipelagos which lie* near the shores of continents, like die East India islands, were on*e connected with those continents. Question an Open One. And it is just possible that the changes of sea level that have occurred elsewhere were, in some cases, sufficient to submerge an area of continental extent. So. it may be said that the question of the former existence of a conti nent, or at least a great island somewhere in the Atlantic Ocean is still open. But if future exploration should reveal its rocky skeleton lying at the bottom of the sea, there F hardly the remotest chance that any indications of the brilliant life which Plato said once cover ed it would be found. The discovery of fossils in th* rocks, however, would be irrefra gable proof that they had once lain near, or above, the of the water.