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EDITORIAL RAGE The Atlanta Georgian THE HOME PAPER
THE ATLANTA GEORGIAN
Published Every Afternoon Except Monday
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At 20 East Alabama St . Atlanta. «ia
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How Do You Think This Would Look?
This is the way California would soon appear if the little Americans ever succeeded in giving Japanese influence an unrestricted field.
OUR COUNTRY ABSOLUTELY
Reouires Forty-Eight Battleships by
1915 to Hold Its Place of Safety.
England carries an unsolved and serious difference with our
country over the free passage of American coastwise vessels
through our own Panama Canal.
It is impossible to see how our country, in dignity and honor,
can meet England's demands along this line.
Japan has sprung a serious issue with our country over the
right of California to protect the interests of race and the safety
of the citizen by a law regulating the alien and in time hostile
ownership of her lands.
Neither England nor Japan would be willing all alone to pre
cipitate a conflict with the United 8tates over the impossible is
sues they have raised. But with England upon the eastern and
Japan upon the western coast of our country in simultaneous de
mand. and in co-operative menace, the tension becomes both
probable and startling.
In the Far East the myriads of Russia and the millions of
Austria and Germany front each other behind the gathering an
tagonism of Pan-Slavism and Germanism.
Western Europe has just emerged from one of the fiercest
and bloodiest wars of history in the Turko Balkan struggle.
Italy has recently concluded a blood-fought peace with the
armies of the Sultan.
The war spirit is in the spirit and blood of nations on both
sides the sea.
And yet the American Congress, with an apathy that is blind
and with a parsimony that is worse than narrow, refuses to equip
the American Navy with strength and power to keep the peace
in these tremendous times. Every officer and soldier of the
American Navy demands two battleships every year. The
American Senate demands two battleships every year.
The General Navy Board, without a dissenting voice, Ttmlw*
public its declaration that not one of our thirty-three battleships
is ready for war if war should be declared. Germany could put
to sea forty-one battleships now. France is ready to-morrow
with thirty eight battleships, and Japan holds in instant readi
ness thirty-six battleships, while England’s mighty navy over
shadows them all.
For a hundred years no nation has initiated war with Eng
land—because of England's awe-compelling navy.
THAT ENGLISH NAVY IS THE MIGHTIEST PEACE
MAKER AND PEACE KEEPER THAT THE WORLD HAS
EVER KNOWN.
One hundred years ago it sailed up the Chesapeake and
Potomac and burned our capital at Washington. To-day it is
great enough to batter our battleships on all the seas and ride
once more in destroying insolence to reduce Washington to ashes.
The Georgian is as ardent an advocate of disarmament and
. universal peace as any newspaper published in America.
But The Georgian has held, and holds to-day, that as long as
other nations build big navies we must build a big navy to keep
ourselves sufficiently formidable to discourage attack and to pro
tect ourselves If we are assailed. We do not believe in having
a large navy one moment longer than a large navy is necessary—
any more than we believe in carrying a gun unless a gun is nec
essary to protect our lives. This newspaper would have wel
comed the acceptance of Winston Churchill's proposition for
England and Germany to lead the movement for all nations to
stop building battlehsips for a single year of peaceful experi
ment.
But the proposition went unheeded England and Germany
and Japan are building battleships, and the United States must
build battleships, too.
The naval experts that we select and pay to tell us what our
country needs tell’ us explicity that to hold its place of safety
OUR COUNTRY ABSOLUTELY REQUIRES TO HAVE FOR-
TY EIGHT BATTLESHIPS IN 1915.
THEREFORE. THIS NEWSPAPER. WHICH IS ABOVE
ALL THINGS AN AMERICAN NEWSPAPER FOR THE
AMERICAN PEOPLE. UNHESITATINGLY PLANTS ITSELF
IN WHOLE HEARTED AND PERSISTENT ADVOCACY OF
FORTY EIGHT BATTLESHIPS BY 1016.
•XOMOKABiF
CHEER UP
By M E MURRAY
L IKE is too short to grumble ami rile.
Meet trouble bravely, learn how to smile.
Set vour jaw firmly, don 't be u shirk.
Do your best always, keep hard at work.
What is the use of looking for clouds?
Sleep in the sunshine, out in the crowds.
Look to the right of you. left of you. too.
Others have troubles far worse than you.
..earn to tons upward, see the blue skv;
Yonder the sun shines, God is on high.
Pleasure is sweeter, enhanced after pain.
Those who keep cheerful, grit will attain.
Rev. John E. White Writes on “Was Pierpont
Morgan a Christian?”
He Was as Good a Christian, He Says, as His Circumstances Per
mitted, Hut His Training and Environment Were
Against Him.
Written for The Georgian
By REV. JOHN E WHITE.
Pa»tor Second Baptist Church.
T HB editor of an Influential
religious paper In Missouri
has raised the question
about the Christianity of ,1. .Pier
pont Morgan.
it may be regarded a venture
upon ground of doubtful delicacy
to question publicly the religious
status of one recently deceased,
and particularly to suggest a
doubt about the Christianity of a
man who made the confession of
his personal Christian faith the
most conspicuous feature of his
last will and testament.
But thia editor deals quite fair
ly and gently with Mr. Morgan
and advances no severe Judgment
against the great financier. He
only Indicates the perplexity of
reconciling the difficulties and
contrasts of what Mr. Morgan be
lieved and his life and career im
plied.
He simply asks whether the
Morgan of absolutely orthodox
creed, emphatic of humble de
pendence and devotion and at
tachment to the Saviorhood and
Lordship of Jesus Christ can be
harmonised with the character
and career of the Morgan who
WHS n man of the world known
among men a.s "cold, severe, aus
tere. indomitable. Ceaserish” and
w hose life was absorbed In finan
cial ambition*, in personal self-
assertion and In laying up treas
ures on earth for himself and
those who helped him in his
plans.
It U easier to criticise this ed
itor for raising such a question on
the ground of had taste, than to
deny the point of his question on
the ground of Christianity itself
The Rich Man s Religion.
The absolute standard of Chris
tianity Is in its founder. The
record of whose life and teach
ing* is in the New Testament.
He incarnated, defined and illus
trated the ideal Christian char
acter.
In the New Testament Chris
tianity took up the case of the
rich man and dealt with It in a
way to warn and alarm those
who had great possessions. That
Christianity, according to its
founder and its first followers
raised solemn questions in the
path r\ * > i u h man ami dealt
J. with him la.Uifully for the sake
of his soul, is a matter of open
knowledge.
But the state of mind in mod
ern Christianity is far from en
couraging explicit and personal
applications of these early prin
ciples to the rich Christians of
REV. JOHN E. WHITE.
to-day. Orthodox Christianity
ordinarily does not take itself
quite seriously on this subject,
and to apply the massage of
Jesus to modern men of wealth
consistently would risk a serious
resentment.
Imagine a great monarch of
Mammon in Jerusalem “who gave
no public impression of being
deeply in love with its fellows
and showed no positive evidence
of being sorely troubled over the
awful hurt of the world. nor
sympathized xpressly with the
stress and strain and struggle of
the poor, nor offered his powerful
hand dlrectJy to the op pi eased
and the distressed: who accumu
lated a private fortune twenty
time* a* great as Croesus over in
Ri<uMfc left tnt
bulk of it not for education, not
for sending the gospel of the
Atonement to the uttermost parts
of the earth, not for printing Bi
bles,-not for feeding, clothing and
housing the poor; but to his son
to perpetuate the great house of
Mammon and its power In the
world of finance and make to it
self other millions.”
I One cannot help wondering how
Jesus Christ would have fitted
that situation into his scheme of
the Kingdom of God on earth, and
how he would have dealt with
one of his disciples who insisted
on playing that ambitious role.
We know at least that the rich
men of Jerusalem were not en
tirely comfortable about the Ser
mon on the Mount. Nicode-
mus was a magnate of money at
that time.
Perhaps Nlcodemtis is the lu
minous exposition of our ques
tion. though Mr. Morgan was a
more pronounced champion of
Christ than ever Nicodemus
dared to be. and his creed was as
correct as Peter's, and his per
sonal conduct as irreproachable
as the rich young ruler's, who had
kept the commandments from his
youth up.
Mr. Morgan as a Symbol.
Tharp is nothing new or strangle
in Mi. Morgan's relation to Chris
tianity. He symbolizes to extra
ordinary advantage the type of
the modern millionaire Christian.
In his creed and private piety he
was in possession of all the
Christianity his circumstances
would permit.
So far hi* example is a distin
guished one and stands as a re
buke to many with far less for
tune who profess Christianity
with far less to show for it.
But the Issue relating to Mr
Morgan personally in fairness de
serves this conclusion He was
as good a Christian as his train
ing and environment made pos
sible.
The remarkable words of per
sonal confession in his will may
be Indeed his confession rather
than his creed. When we read
them we may well wonder if he
had not realized deeply the path
etic Imperfection of a multimil
lionaire's Christianity.
He threw' himself wholly upon
the grace of God. He was no
longer rich, but poor, no longer
great, but small, no longer mas
terful. but humble.
That confession was the next
best thing for a multimillionaire,
who desired to inherit Eternal
Life, could do for his fellow men.
Winifred Black Writes on “In Love With
Love and Not With Anybody”
Being a Little Talk With a Girl Who Thinks That There Ts NO Joy in
Life Because a Certain Young Man Has Ceased to
Care For Her.
By WINIFRED BLACK.
N OW, my dear girl, why
don’t you face the truth,
the disagreeable, embar
rassing truth; look it fairly In the
face, and be done with it once
and for all?
The man does not care for you.
Put all idea that there may be
some “misunderstanding.” etc.,
out of your puzzled little head.
A man who love* « woman
doesn't let any misunderstanding
com** between him and the girl
he loves.
He’s tired of you and wants to
get rid of you. Why do you pur
sue him? He is free, white and
more than twenty-one. He has
a right to love whom he pleases.
He acted as if he loved you?
Well, ! f he did he certainly does
not love you now and what are
you going to do about it?
Don’t Run After Him!
Write to him again: go and
see him? Never, never, never
again. You are miserable with
out him you say. Well, if you
run after him you will be miser
able also and lose your own self-
respect in the bargain.
Don't lose that, whatever hap
pens. Don't do anything that
sill make the girl yon see in the
glass ashamed to look you
straight in the eye*.
Your heart is broken" No It
isn't. It Isn’t even cracked. Just
twenty, poor thing, and "nothing
to live for!” Why, it’s a joke,
a pitiful little joke, but a joke
nevertheless. In a year from
now you'll laugh at It yourself.
■ Twenty and a broken heart!
Wait till you're forty and see
what a tough. ready-to-wear
heart you really have, and be glad
of it.
This man you are sighing for,
ten to one you'd be perfectly
miserable with if you did get
him Almost any woman of
thirty and past can tell you
strange tales of the queer speci
mens she loved, or thought she
loved, when she was twenty
I remember a dark-browed
youth with mournful eyes. I
thought him a regular hea rt -
breaker I used to be afraid to
look at him for fear he'd read mjr
desperate secret in my embar
rassed glance.
When I heard the dark-brow
ed youth had asked my dearest
friend to marry him I thought
I'd never live through it. but I
did. and danced at the marriage
WINIFRED BLACK.
supper, too, and rather gayly at
that.
I met the dark-browed youth
just the other day. He looked to
me rather more than common
place, and how I had ever admir
ed those hollow eyes and that
sallow, stupid face I can't imag
ine.
You ’ll Get Over It.
His wife was with him and she
did not seem seraphically happy.
They say she Is a bit of a nag
ger. I believe I'd have been
more than a bit of a nagger if .1
had been tied up for life to that
melancholy failure of a man. So
much for dark eyebrows and
mournful eyes.
No, my dear, you are not in love
with this poor msn that you want
to follow and write to and call up
on the phone. You aren't in love
with him at all. You are in love
w-ith love, that's all. You'll get
over it and smile to think il over
some sane, comfortable day.
You’re just twenty, little girl;
only twenty. What on earth do
you know, even about yourself?
Get acquainted, get acquainted
with that little person you see
every day ih the mirror. How do
you know what she may turn out
to be?
What! Throw her at some
runaway man's head; let her
make a goo.se of herself over
some one who can’t appreciate
her? Don’t you do it, little girl.
Don't> even think of doing It.
And, w-hisper. don't even hint
your secret to a soul. Keep it to
yourself, whatever you do, and
have it to think of when the moon
shines and there's soft music
playing somewhere. Hug your
foolish story to your breast and
be nice and miserable for a while.
It will do you good.
She Cried, Too.
Your mother! Oh, you haven’t
hinted this to her? Why not?
She wouldn’t understand?
What makes you think that?
She's probably the one person on
earth who would understand per
fectly.
Would it astonish ydu to
learn that when your mother was
twenty, before she met your
father, she had her romance? Get
her to tell you about it to-night
when you two are alone and the
house is still. You’ll be surpris
ed to find that she’s really a hu
man being, this mother of yours.
Oh yes, she cried too, and beat
her breast and wished to die, and
the man didn't look at all like
the one she married, either.
Come, come, you are not the
only human being who ever was
"hopelessly in love" at twenty.
Millions of others have lived
through It, like yourself. It isn't so
important to be happy—it is Im
portant to be sensible. Make
your mind to that and some day
you'll he astonished to find that
you can’t remember whether that
heart-breaking wave of hls hair
was on the right or the left side
of the part.
Pouf, it's over, the heart-ache
and the misery and the folly. All
over, and you are all the better
for having lived through.it.