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Atlanta The rage: rH EDITORIAL HOM RA PER 1 x The Whirlpool of Life Rev. John E. White Writes on Go a-Voyaging It is hard to establish free aud representative institutions m a nation that has lived for ages under an arbitrary rule. It is hard to efface the traditions of many generations and to begin the making of new traditions. China needed our coun tenance and moral support in its arduous endeavor, and it stretched out its hands to us—to the first and greatest of mod ern Republics—for help. It needed to be fortified by our faith in the practicability of republican rule during the long period of the shaping and substantiating of its new form and policy. But China plead with Mr. Taft in vain. Mr. Knox had no faith in Republics—none, at least, to spare. America waited month after month, side by side, with the jealous and cynical monarchies of Europe and Asia. America denied the existence of the great Oriental Free State UNTIL ITS EXISTENCE BECAME UNDENIABLE. Since we were so reluctant to lend our political credit, China is likely to borrow its financial credit elsewhere and to seek industrial leadership from Europeans rather than from Americans. The deferred promise and the two months delay of the present Administration at Washington have served as an in dorsement of the delay of the former Administration. FOR THE LAST YEAR AND A HALF THE HEARST PAPERS HAVE HARDLY SUFFERED A MONTH TO GO BY WITHOUT A FRESH EFFORT TO STIR THE GOVERN MENT AT WASHINGTON TO DO JUSTICE TO CHINA— AND TO REAP THE REWARD OF THOSE WHO, IN THE GREAT AFFAIRS OF WORLD POLITICS, ARE BRAVE ENOUGH TO CAST THEIR BREAD UPON THE WATERS. Whatever politioal and commercial influence America shall exert in the building of the gigantic new commonwealth on the other side of the world WILL BE PRIMARILY DUE TO THE FAITH AND ENTERPRISE OF PRIVATE AMERI CAN CITIZENS Nevertheless, it is to be hoped that President Wilson WILL NOT FAIL TO GIVE PROMPT ASSURANCE TO THOSE WHO HESITATE TO UNDERTAKE AMERICAN ENTER PRISES IN CHINA THAT THEIR INVESTMENTS IN THAT COUNTRY WILL NOT LACK PROTECTION FROM THE STATE DEPARTMENT. THE WHIRLPOOL By JAMES J. MONTAGUE. * * I I E1GHO!” cried Youth, the yeais are long 1 X There'* time enough for toil to-morrow There * time . nough to mend the wrong That lies about us and the sorrow T ie creeping seasons tome and go. Too long they are for Youth to measure. Wit ly plods .the gr im old race so al:w? Jake way ! We hur y forth to pleasure. 1 Bui swifter roll th e years around. ri teslstless are tl ne currents speeding Tht it hurry Youth to pleasure bound And when at last the cp , es bend And close toward sure and dread disaster Youth learns too late that in the end Life's pace is fust uiough—and faster. WRITTEN FOR THE GEORGIAN By REV. DR. JOHN E. WHI TE Pastot* Second Baptist Church A W E L L- K N O W N s oc i a \ worker, Mrs. Catherine Smith, appeared before the Massachusetts legislative com mittee not long ago and testified that a traffic In babies, at prices ranging from $2 up. was being carried on in Boston. Mrs. Smith declared that she had bought infants and knew where more could be purchased at any time. The Idol of the Back Buy home.” she said, “is a poodle dog. They run from $100 to $1,000, while babies are being sold at from $2 to $10, depending on whether they are blondes or bru nettes.” Now, what do you think of that? Babies by the Pound. Another report from the baby- exchange. however, will set our alarms at rest. The bearish de pression in babies in the Back Bay districts of American life is loo local to determine the baby- market. The information is get ting abroad that a baby Is an economic asset quite calculable in dollars and cents. The greatest political economist in this country is Professor Irvi^i Fisher, the author of a remarka ble book, which is now going into all the colleges and universities as authority. In this book he furnishes the data for finding out precisely what an eight-pound baby is worth a pound. He deals with the question in the most sober and scientific fashion. He show’s that an eight- Dound baby is worth exactly $362 a pound. You do not have to take his w-ord for it. It is a matter of mathematical proof. The fears of statesmen for the future of the country evaporate In the glowing logic of Professor Fisher’s figures. Race suicide will be impossible when people discover that the ‘new arrival” is equal to $2,900 in money. Instead of the dismal domestic plaint of “one more mouth to feed," the baby will be welcomed light in with a cheer. The Baby Crop. According to Professor Fisch er's figures, each human being in this country who lives out the normal terms of years, nfter de ducting all that It has cost to maintain life for that period, leaves the world twenty-nine hundred dollars richer than he found it. It is well understood that the wealth of a country is in its people, rather than its things. In the United States the wealth producing capacity of the indi vidual is remarkable. It was not always so. but by means of ma chinery the power to create val ues is enormously .multiplied. Working with available resources of nature, which have no value except in terms of humanity, and by the aid of machinery-, the aver age man or woman is enabled to add to the w'eafth .'•tore of the nature vastly more than can be spent in living. An increase of population, therefore, means in anv commu nity a proportionate increase, of community wealth. By every new' life brought to bear on production money values are created and ac cumulated. So it comes about that econom ically speaking the baby crop is immensely more important than any other crop in dollars and cents. The corn crop last year was worth $1,720,000,000 and the cotton crop $1,200,000,000. But the baby crop was worth $6,960,000,- 000. Leakage at the Cradle. The point toward which our at tention is directed is the prob lem of economic losra at the cradle. A nation is financially doomed when it ceases to produce babies. The intentionally childless mar riage is in the nature of treason and the neglect of preventable cauj'es of child mortality by gov ernments is flabby statesmanship. Last year 250.000 babies died in the United States whose lives could have been saved by proper attention at the right time. The loss in economic value thus sus tained amounted to more than $7,- 000,000. Therefore the governments of States and cities are at work to check the disastrous leakage of the country’s wealth through pre ventable child mortality. But who can estimate the ex tent of loss sustained through the unborn children who ought to have come into the world "trail ing clouds of glory.” but for the unpardonable sin of paternal and maternal selfishness? meet real temptation in the- ball room or in a score of social sit uations. A Question of Satisfaction. The question of deciding whether to become an actress or not does not seem to me to be one of morals so much as one of final satisfaction. Unless great success results, the life is one of dreary drudgery and awful monotony of experi ence. Road life and one-night stands destroy all the pleasure in existence, so I have been told by scores of men and women of experience in that line. And, at longest, the triumphal career of the greatest actress is usually brief. Then she passes from the public eye, to give place to a new star. Still, the soul born for this destiny will seek it. If it is to be, it will be, and advice is wasted. Photographing tne 'Invisible By EDGAR LUCIEN LARKIN. P hotographing t h e in visible sounds like a mis nomer. but correct to say invisible by the unaided eye. This complex and valuable science Is revealing wonders in the excess ively minute and myriad objects, animate and inanimate, are brought to view whose existence has all along been unknown. Two methods of illuminating the objects are in use—strong light is passed through very thin layers of the substance, or re flected from the outside surface of thick masses; and also from the external portions of exceed ingly small opaque bodies. Wonderful Lenses. These solid particles can be placed on glass slides or floated in transparent liquids, as a drop of water between two very thin glasses. Pinch the glasses close together; there is no danger of killing the smaller kinds of ani mals. such as bacteria and mi crobes. They have plenty of room in a film pf water so thin as to oe beyond imagination. Tiie magnifying lenses for ex pansion of images of these mi nute objects require the most con summate skill in manuf icture. The microcHitieni, likewise; and the two coin* of human gf products, the are highly e different kind proved glass Jena, German mi are triumphs is. The finished r fee ted pictures, ational. Many ot greatly im- havt almost revolutionised microscopy. And the wonders accomplished by using the most sensitive plates ever made, and these with many different kinds of w r aves of light, ire almost beyond comprehen sion. The "Arabian Nights" people arc eclipsed. Thus, put a drop of stagnant water on glass, lay a thin plate upon it. press down, and the layer of w’ater will be thin, indeed. Put it under the microscope, ^turn bright light through the layer, pass this light into the very small camera, and let it fall on a prepared moving film; then the amazing effect of animals in motion is to be fixed on a film that is itself in motion. This film, a long strip, is then placed on rollers and unWound. so that It will pass powerful projecting lense. in a moving picture outfit In a Drop of Water. This is, indeed, photographing the unknown. Since man ap peared on earth no such aid to refined research into nature’s labyrinths has been discovered. Then a large audience can see all that there is in a minute drop of water, on a screen, from ten to sixteen feet in diameter. Totally invisible creatures become mon sters and move with great rapidi ty before the eyes of the people. Thousands of new species of mi nute living organisms are rescued from realms of the unanow The Price of Babies By ELLA WHEELER WILCOX. Copyright 1913, by Star Publishing Go. T HERE was a young woman who longed' to go on the stage. Her mother objected seriously; she felt the life was full of temp tations and her daughter woul 1 not be strong enough to resist them Finally, however, the young woman secured an opening and became a member of a road com pany. Having heard so much of the temptations of theatrical life, she began to look for temptations to resist: and, much to her astonish ment, not one was presented to her. No alluring young men stood at the stage doors, asking her to dine where champagne flowed like water. No Diamonds lor Her. No bouquets with diamonds hidden In the center were tossed at hei feet; and no one said oe did aught that was open to re buke in her presence. But her life was painfully hard, drearily mon otonous. and absolutely common place. She was obliged to take trains at miserable stations in all hour? of the night and in all kinds of weather; she was obliged to 9top at wretched hotels and* boarding houses; and she found the re hearsals tiresome, and the plays very wearisome, and the life in- I supportable after a year. So she left the ranks of the ambitions with a vacancy, and went home to live—disillusioned and disappointed and untempted This little tale is told as a preface to the letter which has been received. The letter says: The Girl Who Fears for Self. Would you advise me to choose the career of an actress? 1 have talent, hut hesitate about going Into the life, knowing it to be so full of temptations." The girl who fears for her good behavior under the stress of temptation in anv walk «>f life had better avoid that path. Ail Eight-pound Baby, He Says, Is Worth Three Hundred and Sixty-two Dollars a Pound, and the Greatest Economic Leakage Is at the Cradle. Without doubt the young, un protected actress is subject to many unpleasant experiences not encountered by those In pri vate life. Yet, from such ac- ELLA WHEELER WILCOX. count* as l have received per sonally from these young women, the experiences would hardly come under the head of “tempta tions.” To my mind a tempta tion is a subtle, fascinating in terior emotion—unless the thing offered appeals to us it is not a temptation. The average young actress en counters brutal, rough and coarse adventures, which shock and hurt and anger her. but do not tempt her. Men speak to her familiarly, and vulgar and mercenary prop ositions are often made to her in a purely business-like man ner. which only serve to disgust and disillusionize her. Ail aspirants for a theatrical career do not encounter such ex periences. but many do. A girl of any refinement could never bo Tempted" -in this wav. She would be far more likely to THE ATLANTA GEORGIAN Published Every Afternoon Except Sunday By THE (llSORMl AN COM •’ANY At 20 East AlulmtnM Rt . Atlanta, Ga Entered as second-class matter at postofflee at Atlanta, under act of March 3.1*.3 Subscription Price -Delivered by carrier. 10 cents a week. By mail, $6 00 a year Payable In Advanoe. TheWhirlpool of Life-- ItCarries Us All to the Same Spot Slowlv at First, Then More Rapidly, Then Like Lightning the Years Go. • (Copyright, 1913 > Have you read Edgar Allan Poe’s wonderful description of the whirlpool? If you have not read it, get it at the public li brary and read it. Then ask yourself what you would do, if you were in that 1 whirlpool, not to stay a few seconds and then disappear, but to stay thirty, or fifty, or eighty years, and then disappear. If you were in a whirlpool of water, of sound and of terror, J such as Poe described; if you knew that in the end you must go down into that central hole, your only thought would be to be have as well as you could as you went round and round, and to prove your sympathy for the others going round with you. Well, YOU ARE IN A WHIRLPOOL, and you are going eventually—you and all other human beings—down into that central hole that we call the grave. Life is a whirlpool. It moves very slowly on the outside edge in babyhood. Then it moves more rapidly, and presently, as old age comes on, the years fly by, so that we can hardly tell one from another —and at last, down we go, head first and feet up, where thou sands of millions have gone before, and where thousands and thousands of millions will come after us. As we go round and round, the circle getting narrower each time, let us do in this real whirlpool of life what we would do or think we would do if we were in the whirlpool of the ocean— play our part well, and show kindness if possible to those neai us. A picture such as that on this page appeals especially to the mind of a poet. And so we have persuaded Mr. Montague to write some verses to express the thought that fits the picture (See Bottom of This Column.).. s s * After eighteen months j of dragging, promises, . postponements and heart breaking delays the Re- j publican Government of China has been actually I sighted from Washington and its existence “recognized." It is to be feared that the acknowledgment has come too late to yield any commercial advantage to the United States. America would naturally have gained both a moral and an economic prestige in China IF AMERICA HAD GENER- j OUSLY LENT ITS POLITIOAL CREDIT TO THE STRUG GLING REPUBLIC AT THE TIME WHEN THE REPUBLIC i MOST NEEDED TO BE BELIEVED IN. Chinese Republic Is ‘Recognized’ at Last By WINIFRED BLACK. I M tired to death, and bored to death, and I know what I’m going to do; I’m going a-vis iting. Hurrah! I'm going to Germany to-morrow—without getting sea sick. Won’t it be a lark'.’ Why, it isn’t far—just a mile or so the other side of town. . Ye. I've never seen the street even—-I do hope they’ll have a piano and a mutter-kin who knits, and Unset- Frit*, who plays the fiddle some where, and, .oh, if they have kuchen for dinner and roast goose on Sunday, with apples—ach Himmel—I’ll And life a joy again. Maybe I’d find Italy more of a change. I’ll Write One Myself. Not an ad from Italy in the whole paper. Uet’s see. I’ll write one myself. "Wanted, room and board in respectable Italian fam ily; references.” There, my ship's at sea already. Giuseppe, dio mlo. what a pair of eyes, and whoever thought teeth could flash so, or his brother Toni, what a whistle has Toni, and what a light heart and light step, too; no wonder the girls all look out to see him pass. Spaghetti, risotto, and on feast days, perhaps, raviolis. Who said I had no appetite? Oh. that brown sauce, and oh, that spiced fra grance and the little bottle of red wine in its w-icker cradle! Or to sunny France—here's a row of them at the top of the column. "Quiet French family de sires." Are there any quiet French families, I wonder. "Re fined family from France wishes to learn English.” I’m the very Amerieaine for you. Madame and Mesdames and Messieurs. I'll tel’ > ou things j about the Stars and Stripes you never even dreamed of there in pretty Paris and you shall teach me how to save, how to dress a salad', how to serve a bowl of soup that cost half a cent as if It were a banquet, how to make a Joke when the sky is gray, how to wear a rose that will make your thirty over into sweet sixteen. Oh, I’m glad I came to live in France a while. Send Them the Keys. \ t Tired, bored, down in the mouth! How can we Americans be that when all we have to do to get an entire change of scene, environ ment, ideas and food is to put a little ad in the daily paper and follow one of the answers into New Land? , Rent the house, send the key of it to your cousins, who are crazy for a month in town, and can't afford the hotels—lock up your love letters, pack a little trunk, forget the old you—the you with the worries, the tired nerves and sore heart—shut that up in the storeroom with the old-fashioned trunk and the moth bails, wave a gay good-bye to care, and go a-voyaging—right here in our own big town in the United States of America. Pertinent Paragraphs The one who damns you with faint praise is the most reprehen sible of all knockers. Sometimes the love for our neighbor may only be an affection for hls money. Poetry is a good vent for tire some stuff that is in a fellow's system. The story of your success is more interesting to friends than a howl about your troubles. There is something decidedly monotonous about performing a duty that has no pay envelope at tached. Ella Wheeler Wilcox Writes on “The Stage” It Isa Painfully Hard ami Monotonous Life—Actresses Meet Many Adventures, but Few Real Temptations—A (Jirl Might Be Tempted More in a Ball Room.