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EDITORIAL. RAGE The Atlanta Georgian THE HOME RARER THE ATLANTA GEORGIAN Published Every Afternoon Except Sunday H\ TIIK GEORGIAN I'iiMI'ANV At JO Kant Alabama St.. Atlanta, Ga. Entered as second-Has* man**? at postofflce at Atlanta, under art of March 3.1178 Subscription Price Delivered b> carrier, 10 < **ntn • week. Hy mail, $5.00 a year Payable in Advance A New Emphasis for an "Ample Navy"*-A Navv That Will Offer Protection. GETTING A PERFECT LADY’S GOAT The public expression of high feeling in Japan against the California Land Law should not be lost upon the Administra tion and the House of Representatives. It points the way to a public duty outlined by the National platform of the majority party and emphasized by the common sense of the nation. If there had been held in Atlanta a meeting of twenty thou sand Americans, breathing such sentiments of violent hostility toward Japan, or England, or Germany as the Tokio meeting recorded against the United States, Diet, Reichstag and Parlia ment would have been ready to answer promptly any proposi tion for an increase in the navy of their countries. It is not likely that we shall have war with Japan over the present controversy. But it should be plainly evident that war with Japan is possible now or at some other time. Any war that comes to this country is most likely to come from the Orient. President Wilson must now be impressed with that fact. The House of Representatives must recognize it at last. The probability of that war is immensely enhanced by the knowledge of Japan and other nations that our country is not provided with the “Ample Navy" which the Democratic plat form urged and which the common sense of the country de mands. • An unprotected country is an open invitation to the armed assault of any nation that has a real or imaginary grievance against that country. If the United States had to-day the second navy in the world, which we are rich enough to have, the Japanese populace would not be demanding war in Tokio, and the English govern ment would not be pressing us on the tolls of our Panama Canal. It is a plain, startling fact that out great, rich country has not a navy ample lor the protection of both its ocean coasts. Our navy is large enough to protect the Eastern seaboard, but what have we for the Pacific slope? Perhaps Japan has asked and answered that question to its own satisfaction. Mr. Roosevelt told Congress in 1907 that the sooner our country realized its duty to protect the Pacific Coast with an ample navy the sooner would our country be great and safe. That warning is even more true and timely to day. The time will come when those men in the House of Repre sentatives and elsewhere who refused to strengthen our national defenses will be ashamed and afraid of the record they made with their votes. It is a fool's paradise to imagine we are safe because we are isolated, and a foolish policy to wait to enlarge our navy until we are invaded and an enemy's fleet is at our gates. The whole sentiment of the country is opposed to such folly. This great Government is under sacred obligation to protect every State and every citizen whose rights may be invaded. Nor have we, who do not know, any right to criticise Cali fornia, that does know her own racial and social and political dangers. The interests and the vital issues of California are entitled to the respect and the protection of a Government of which it is a loyal part. Unfortunately the long desired day of disarmament and universal peace has not yet dawned upon the earth. Until it does come the nations of the earth will BUILD THEIR NAVIES AND PRESERVE PEACE BY THE POWER OF THEIR NAVIES. No nation on earth is better able to build battleships for defense than our nation! Let us do it now while we are tranquil and able, and so keep peace with Japan and all the world. 1 The Plea of the By JAMES J. MONTAGUE. M UST HuXoRABLK PRESIDENT: Is friendly .la pH nee Desire to build one stylish fort beside your Western sea; We send distinguished Engineer, one man of High Renown, To make our Fort in San FramDk great credit to the town. Hut we the propert> « an t hold, and so we come to you. Mont Honorable President, and ask you, "How can do?’* Most Honorable President: Your California State She got one legislature-law that uli is* out of date. We like to have one lovely dock to dry our warship in. So he 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 Mart out to build Dim doc!,., they tell us, “Chase yourself!’ Most Honorable President: If that war she shall come. We shall be what you call it in your language on the hum; We like to have our ships r:gnt by on San Francisco Hay. So we can start right in to lick your Honored V. S. A But them mean California men they >ay no Ja pa nee Along no coast that they have, got can own no property. Most Honorabit President: On you we lay our cause; We ask you won’t you go butt in and c .ange them unjust laws.’ We need some arsenal' to hold our military s.ores And houses so our soldier men won’t n ed sleep, out of dotes. And them rough men in San Francis); don't want the ft To be there when tin trouble come to I. .w them off the :r i.v Jui C And so, kind, genial Pr- -blent. pleas*- make that cnn-| St; Let us buy all the k^nd we need inside that Golden Gate, You send your F S Soldier out io Sacramento quick. And te : t! in ilia; i*s .1 a pa nee do- w ;u: t you call it kiC We got to have them forts and docks te-ni them cr a And if you don't do v. bat we ass In-warC \ou make By ELBERT HUBBARD. Cii|i>rlglil. 19Itt, International News Service B EFORE the days of Jamie Watt ill manufacturing was done in tin* homes. The word “wife” means weaver The woman made the fabrics and she made the clothes. Man power was the only pow er known. The steam engine revolution ized the business of manufactur ing. and transf* ced the factory from the home to a separate building With the aid of the joint-stock company and increased capital manufacturing became a bust ness, separate and apart from the household indust t ies Three Processes. The Increased demand for food from factory towns suggested a better quality of farming, and so horse-power came in to replace hand-power. Farming became a Western business. Instead of the hand-reaper, told of in poetry and mgend, we had the inventions of Gyrus Mc Cormick and James Oliver. Maud Muller wasn’t in it. Constancy increasing, from a in-o him that required one man to drive and one to rake off the sheaf to be bound, we had a ma chine that not only cut. but bound, threshed and bagged at one time. America has twenty-five mil lion horses We have more horses than any other country in tin- world. We have more horses than Germany. England, France and Spain combined. Also, the cost of horses to-day is higher than it has ever been before. There an three processes in civilization. One is to dig. the next »s to carry and the third is to manufacture. We have discarded horse-power in the matter of transportation The steamboat tin locomotive and the automobile do out lug ging. Rut we at* stll! digging by hand, or with the aid of animal power. 'The man witn tlu hoe and the slanted brow is simply a man who nas been unable to take ad vantage of mechanical power in his husin* ss. All of h s vi; a lit > l < •: b.: v po tential ability u» think, govs into' the eternal labor of digging food out of the ground. Jam's Watt applied mechani cal power by the use of steam. Fulton applied the principle to water transportation. Stephen son invented the locomotive. Har greaves invenud tin* spinning- jenny and pr o tic-ally solved Ru ns the question of manufactur ing. Rut farming is still lagging a It undr d years behind, pulled by ELBER. HUBBARD. man-power and animal-power. And tin Dukhobers plow with w oman- pow er. The farmer cannot hope for re demption through electricity, be cause the farm* r’s business is to move around over a space of per haps si veral miles and lie must carry his fuel on his back, so to speak No stationary engine will answer his purimse. The first move in the direction of using mechanical power on the farm was when wc ceased to use horses tor threshing grain. The horse-power. where a dozen horses w>re driven round ami round on a sweep. i< some thing that all of the gray beards born in* the country remember well. Tin M int : i a< tion i-ngim . v. iiid: : hrc> lied for >c re or mole ol ldiim rs, was a gicat nto\» m the direction of economy and co-operation. It did the work at one-half th expense that horses could do it. However, in the neighborhoods where coal was scarce and water was not right a hand, there was a deal of dead lift ami labor in hauling I hav seen two teams of horses working steadily, one hauling water ad one coal, in or der to keep a *ii.resher going. Wood, as fue;. is now practi cally cut of the question. Goal is heavy, cumbt rsome and often scarce. Gas cannot be transport ed. and has other limitations. Gasoline is volatile, is affected by temperature, cannot be-trans ported .in wood n barrels, has to he stored triad, rgroiipd. and in- n-Hsis fire rdsk Besides, its cost is more than uouble that of ker osene. Kei*sene oil seems the best, cheapest, mo- easily obtained, most condensed and most valua ble fue, .known. A pint of k. : o.-eue lias more potential power in it than the I same quantity < f dy namite. Dynamite has a wonderful I power to destroy. Hut a mush room can lift just as much as the same weight ol dynamite, provided you give it time. A ; lichen growing ,in the crevice of a rock can split the rock. The Great Needs. | Kerosene is nature's ow n fuel. The business of seat t hing fot oil in the bowels of the earth, and pumping it up. is practically in its infancy. All we have endeav ored to do. *-o 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 back. The smallest quantity of fuel in point of bulk and weight is what tin* world demands. The luet now that gives the quickest results with tin; least loss Is kerosene. The engine .hat ignit. s kero sene instantly and that liberates i>s power so that it is used at once- this is the principle of the oil engine. The groat need is an oil engine that, in dean combustion, regu lation, durability, light weight and control, will equal or better the be>t steam or gas engines And the next need of this coun try is that tin* Government shall at least conuo! the supply of crude til. or c*rtrol i i»e price of all petroleum products. u Fhe House of Our Fathers V flic Southern Boy I- Getting in the Wench of the National Spur. There Arc Many 'filings to Forget. But Many Mole To lie Remembered. A Bah.v Can Now Look Across the Mason and Dixon Line. Written for The Georgian by REV. JOHN E. WHITE, Pastor Second Baptist Church. W ITH a Southerner in the Presidency, four South erners in the Cabinet, and a Tarheel country boy Ambassa dor Extraordinary and Minister Plenipotentiary to tlie Court of St. .lames, it begins to look as if we are back/in the house of our fathers” sure enough. The South has been a long time gelling back, but there never was any doubt about it. because whatever the estrangement of fifty years ago did to train 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 what it ought to lie until we got the old home back and the obi home got us back under the parental roof and tucked 'is in . good and tight in the old "Tte- si* r” bed upstairs at the White House. The Greedy Tar Heels. There is a little observation that when the South walked in, tin* North Garolinans 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 was. They had done it. There is doe” Daniels, Com mander of the Ren.iblic's great high sea$, the guardian of the ancient glories of Paul Jones. Commodore Perry, Farragut, 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 tle railroad town they are whit tling pine boards in front of tlie 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. ii seems just as natural as yesterday that he was coming home from college REV. JOHN E. WHITE. and talking about going to Texas. Out cn a little hill where the trees stand guard a fid small white tombstones here and there hold their obscure vigil, there is a new-made grave, and as the farmers of old I’nion drove past the other day with their guano, one of them said: "It's a pity old man Houston didn’t live another y ear to see what Dave was do ing." The Nev/ Ambassador. Now comes this latest shock of pride to the Tar-Heels and it is running like a fire all over the State -Walter Page ^in the big gest. highest station the Ameri- • ran Republic ran send a citizen to. Another little town that did anything in the world but furnish ft men and women is at least half a waive to-day. Before you get to the* Capital of the State from the West. ' you have to pass through Cary. it is simply one of the necessities of the railroad situation. (Jut to the left a hundred yar^s away # is a plain boarded, weather-heat en. two-story house, and a big- yard in front, and that is where he was born. Off to the right is an old academy building. That's where he went to school. Be tween these two houses, the American Ambassador to Great Britain in the year of our Lord nineteen hundred and thirteen, was Hung 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. If you have seen the picture of the pew Minister to Great Brit ain you were struck with the 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 in some time of international exi gency speaks the American word w’ith 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 piaee 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’ ill the little village, forlorn in its pride, that one day our new Minister to Si. Janies became involved in diplomatic complications in the horse lot. For the purpose of making it a closed incident he earnestly ex claimed: “Pa, you will hurt my new coat.” It evoked a most belligerent response like this: "Yes, and I'll hurt your back before 1 get through.” Here is another secret of Anier-, 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 remem ber. A baby can now leap across tlie Mason and Dixon line. From every farm where at nightfall the little brood gathers about the fireside and from every little schom house where the day L hums along over the oasis of re cess—they *are coming, L’ncle Sam—into the "House of the Fathers.” Does Fabled Atlantis Exist? By GARRETT P. SERVISS. y* MAN asks me by let. t mm “Was there ever a conti nent. or island, ol Atlantis, and did it really sink to the bot tom of the Atlantic Ocean, as 1 have read?” J, do not know, an'd nobody knows, whether there ever was an Atlantis, but the great Greek philosopher Plato said there was. and his story of what ancient traditions told about its wonders and its* awful fate is one of the most interesting ever written. Mentioned Lost Atlantis. Piato 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, aip to his time, had never again witnessed; that it contained populous cities. with beautiful pa laces, and broad culti vated lands. teeming with the richest products of the soil: and that, suddenly* it was over whelmed by a flood of waters and sank beneath the sea, leaving only the tips of a few mountains projecting above the waves Other writers of ancient times mentioned the legend of lost At lantis. , Solon, the Athenian sage and lawgiver, who lived nearly BOO 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 ii w ere contradictory and uncertain. Yet. 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 anil made an ineffaceable impres sion upon succeeding ages. Ford Bacon named one of Iris most important works "The New Atlantis." and through all litera ture the story of the vanished continent has ief: i*s traces. It ■* one of !;»♦-* greatest legends ill hum-ii IvMury. When tile 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, 'i’iie soundings then made revealed the fact that the bottom of the Atlantic is very irregular, sinking at some places ip vast depres sions. rising elsewhere in broad plateaus, and occupied at certain points by mountainous elevations, whose peaks occasionally attain the surface. Then it was guessed that the Azores Islands might be remnants of drowiicu 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 eontinnent 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 qcean 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 the East India Islands, were once connected witli 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 tlu* Atlantic Ocean is still open. But if future exploration should reveal its rocky skeleton lying at the bottom of the sea, there is 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 those rocks, however, would he irrefra gable proof that they had one© lain near, or above, the surface uf tiie water. 1 V,