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) 4 EDITORIAL RAGE The Atlanta Georgian THE HOME PAPER THE ATLANTA GEORGIAN Published Every Afternoon Except Sunday By THE GEORGIAN COM "ANY' At -0 East Alabama St., Atlanta, (la Entered a# second-class matter at post office at Atlanta, under act of March 3,1873 Subscription Price -Delivered by carrier, 10 cents a week. By mpil, $6.00 a year. Payable in Advance. A Breath of Clean Air From Alaska No “Vindications for Lorimer PERTINENT PARAGRAPHS Once in d while an Arab punc tures an Italian to r« mind the world that there is supposed to be a war going on in Tripoli. * Up to da t< th« scon Goodwin and De Wolf Hopper stands o to 5. with both men hit ting in midseason form. * * • It i. said that a poet is born, not made, the blame thereby falling on his parents. • * • A blue mountain lion is reported in California Mr. Bryan s favor ite drink evidently is not popular in the Far West* An expert in Paris informs us that a man need not spend more tiian $2,600 on his clothes This will bring great joy into the homes of our workingmen. * * * Our notion of self-control is to write a paragraph about James Hamilton Lewis without referring to his scenery. • * • The ability not to look weary w hen some one is telling a funny story is one of the chief elements of diplomacy. * • * A safelx razor xvilj often do Its part toward promoting an appear ance of prosperity. Precept and Practice Stop the Hold-Up Shipowners If the Titanic Had Been Provided With Boats and Men to Handle Them There Would Have Been No Loss of Life The last Congress, taking counsel of the shipowners’ fears, spoiled the Democratic seamen's bill passed by the House. As it came from the sub committee of the Senate it was calculated to strip from the traveler and shipper the last remaining liability yet resting upon the owners of vessels. The bill reported by Senator Burton would, if passed, have legalized the kind of crew condemned by the court in the case of the City of Rio de Janeiro and by the Senate Investigation and the court in the case of the Titanic. The Commerce Committee and the Senate amended and struck out until the bill, as it finally passed, was an improvement; but by no means the kind of legislation that ought to be passed in this Congress after mature consideration. Congress should meet the issue fairly by enacting the bill which passed the House. The one fact clearly established in the loss of the City of Rio de Janeiro, General Slocum, Titanic and several others was that the vessels were undermanned both as to numbers and skill. If the Titanic had been provided with boats and men to handle them there would have been no loss of life. This was the opinion of the survivors and the final judgment of the Senate Committee, and the report was adopted by the Senate. The bill which passed the House was a carefully drawn, con- I servative measure; it was fully debated and passed without di vision. The shipowners ’ lobby persuaded some of the Senators that, ■ if it became law, the seamen would be able to compel the ship owners to grant such improvements as would be a serious hard ship upon the shipping, because the bill provided that a few of the men should have such experience as would give some guar antee that they would be able to do their duty in an emergency. President Taft refused to sign the bill finally passed, and so far no really effective legislation has been enacted to meet the condition uncovered by the Titanic disaster. Congress should remember that the sea is as dangerous this year as it was last; that we may at any time be compelled to con template another Titanic disaster, and that we are no more pre pared and therefore more guilty than last year. Let the obstruction cease. Let the bill pass. We owe it to the dead who bravely went to their end; we owe it to the living who go down to the sea, be it as passengers or as seamen. There can be no safety at sea unless the vessels are properly manned, and shipowners will not furnish efficient men unless compelled by law. Of this we surely need no further evidence. t. T. Tt r „ W X ■ You should never. Take, advantage* of A BOY - So ST Because. re > IS SMALLER- Thon You ■ fit Ella Wheeler Wilcox Writes on Daughter’s Social Pleasures B-WAH ! Back AE GARBLES k 1 A Investigate, She Say^, as It Is Unwise to Take Too Much for Granted Written For The A tlanta Georgian By Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copyright, 1913, by Star Company. - - j I f>llllllillllltfl ( V It is interesting to learn that in Alaska at least the “turkey trot ’’and the “ bunny hug ” and the “tango’’ are not permitted. ■”“~“'’“———— Tj me waS) j n infancy of these perverted terpsichorean revels, that they flourished in San Francisco on what was known as “The Barbary Coast.” But they became too vulgar even for the “Barbary coasters,’’ and long before the great fire had swept that portion of the city out of existence they had perished from the dance halls. Their revival in debased form in New York and other great cities is not creditable either to the taste of young people who abandon themselves in their contortions, or to the discipline of parents who permit such things. But sometimes real moral progress comes from places that are nearest to the clean, un tarnished bosom of the earth. All people who like to see the youth of both sexes clean and wholesome in thought and con duct will rejoice that Alaska has set a high example, and will hope for the day when it will be followed across the continent to the East. « t t • • • on,- You'Ll. EaTHEP- SELL Your PLANT ~r<s our CaMBlMftTtoN OOFL PR'^L oa well PuT You OOT of aoSlNESS^ <9 ,| ll|!li®I|i|l Vsi / * .JAL /?FFMAN< <T Husband Who Forgets Wife for Baseball D O you know all about your daughter’s friends? About their social pleasures? Your daughter may be attend ing school; she may be employed in an office, or in a factory, and she may tell you some morning that she will stay all night with one of her girl friends. Do you investigate the matter and know' Just who this girl friend may be? Do you take sufficient interest to find out what the entertain ment was which these girls at tended, and just w’here they went after the moving picture or the vaudeville show was over? How About Her Friends? You say you trust your daugh ter. But can you also trust every friend the daughter makes? The very Innocence of your child may lead her to place her confidence in those who are seek ing her downfall. She believes “Mollie” is as good as herself. And she goes to stay all night with Mollie. But Mollie has lost her stand ards of right living; she has be come obsessed with the demons of extravagance and excitement, and she has decided that it is an old fogy idea to work day in and out, and earn only a small wage and spend h^r evenings in a dull flat or cheap boarding house. Mollie has already sold herself to the people who give her more than she can earn by hard work. And she tells your daughter what liberal people they are, and what a good time they can have, if your daughter will stay with her and go over there for the evening. And when your unsuspecting child returns to you, she, too, has en tered the path which is so long in turning. This is not an imaginary tale. It is happening continually in every large city and many small er cities of America. It occurs more frequently in America than elsewhere, because of the stupid and senseless con fidence parents have in the dis cretion of their daughters, and of the utter lack of careful guar dianship they exert over them. If your daughters tell you they are asked to stay overnight any where, my dear sir or madam, make sure that you know’ all about it—the people with whom they are to stay, and all about the places of amusement where they are going. The working girls are particu larly in danger, but schoolgirls in good homes are not exempt from these dangers. In one of our lesser American cities a certain high school was obliged to close its doors last year because of the well-founded scandals which were circulated concerning the pupils. A large percentage of these young girls had become corrupt ed by associating with one im moral young woman who had led them into vicious paths, unknown’ to the parents. Didn’t Ask Afterward. When the unsuspecting- fathers and mothers were told by their offspring that they were going to attend a party at the home of one of the pupils, the former made no attempt to learn the nature of the party, or to know more of the hostess than that she was a friend of their daughters. Nor did they ask afterward for particulars of the entertainment until it was too late. The most important duty life holds for you is to keep in touch with your children and to know all about their pleasures and all about their friends and to guide them over the dangerous paths of youth by the light of love and knowledge. By WINIFRED BLACK. S O he's that When Senator Lorimer goes before the people to seek a “vindication,” as he now pro poses to do, he will learn some- thing about the progress of public opinion. Incidentally some of the gentlemen who are now in the Senate will discover that it is no longer popular to be a Lorimer. Mr. Penrose, for example, who still fancies that he has a chance for re election, will discover that he hasn't. Mr. War ren will learn that he has outlived his usefulness, and the Hon. Elihu Root will awaken to the fact that he can never again be elected to office. For hereafter people will elect United States Senators by popular vote, and they will not choose Lorimers or Warrens or Roots or Penroses. Thanks to the exposures of the relations be tween Senators, past and present, to the Standard Oil Company, made by Hearst 's Magazine and by William Randolph Hearst on the stump, and to the revelations concerning Lorimer made by the Hearst newspapers, the people know more about Senatorial material than they used to, and the men they send to the Senate must have clean records and keep them clean if they are to re main Senators. O he’s a baseball fan, is he, husband of yours? Goes crazy when the ball season opens and stays crazy till it closer-talks baseball, eats baseball, thinks baseball, dreams baseball—knows every player in the league by name; has every record by heart and would be sick in bed if he had to stay at home from a single game that is played In his home town. He neglects his work, you think—he neglects you he doesn’t care for a thing on earth but “the game” -you think something must be wrong with his brain, and what shall you do about It? You’ve argued, you’ve begged, you’ve cried, you’ve stormed, you’ve raged, you’ve even prayed over It—and nothing makes the least impression on husband. What are you going to think? How shall you fight this obses sion ? How Can You Care? ’ How can you care for a man with such a strange madness? You feel as if you were In love with a lunatic—or something. Well. well, child, so you are. so you are in love with a lunatic; most of us have been, some time or other, and will be again as long as we live. That’s what we get for being human—and falling in love with human beings Now, if we could only find a lit tle Godling somewhere—off a val entine—and fall in love with him -but we can’t, we simply can’t; we wouldn’t like the Godling so awfully well after all,Tin afraid. I heard three men talking about the tobacco habit last night; one was a young man of 30. one was a middle-aged man of 40. and one was a boy of 20. The boy of 20 was smoking a pipe, lie did it. he said, to keep away from cigarettes. "You’ll never do it that way,” said the man of 40. “You’ll have to take up chewing, that will help you out ” "Yes,” said the man of 30. "so they say—well, I've never had the courage to begin the fight at all;” and three women in the room gazed dumbly at each other, and one raised her delicate brows ever so little and said sweetly: I don’t use tobacco at all, and I don’t seem to mind it a bit.” “Ah.” said the other woman, "but you don't belong to the stronger eex"—and then I laugh ed 1 really had to, for not one of the women there had a single ' T * !*'• « I .; - Aik V 1 “queer.” But observe the male of the species, sisters, he's young er than you, he’s more generous than you, and he's happier than you—a whole lot, taken bye and larger; so if that’s what his “hab its" and “fads” do for him. why, I for one am glad he has them. You aren’t responsible for hus band’s follies—you are responsi ble for your own. No one is go ing to call you to account if hus band loses his job because he’s adding scores when he ought to be keeping books. You’ll have to stand the misery of poverty with him, though. Of course, that's what you said when you married him. “for better or worse.” don’t you remember, "for richer or poorer.’ How beautiful it all sounded to you then. You didn’t stop the preacher to cry out. If It Isn't His Fault. “I mean, if it isn't his own fault when he’s poor.” You’d have died to even think of such a thing. Why do you think of it now 7 ? Stop worrying, take a leaf out of his book; I’ll warrant he looks ten years younger than you do # right now—just for that—get up a fad of your own—something harmless and healthful. You want him to be a man— well, then, you be a. woman—that may attract his attention for a minute—and that sometimes helps—a little. The Oration of an Alien By JAMES J. MONTAGUE. Washington’s Inauguration By REV. THOMAS B. GREGORY. T WINIFRED BLACK. "habit” that she couldn’t break or that there was the least reason for her trying to break, and yet every single one of us loved each of us our own particular man just because he was a man—and had all the masculine—dare I call them weaknesses of the sex? I'm afraid I'll have to. Your husband isn’t any worse than any one else’s husband, honey, he’s a man. that’s all—and I never saw a man in my life who was quite what a woman would call really "well-balanced”—hon estly, now. did you? If it isn't tobacco, it's whisky, and if it isn’t whisky it's horses, and if it isn't horses it's dogs -or it's biseball or fishing or some thing else faddy and mure or less >HE United States Govern ment is 124 years old. On April 30, 1789, at Federal Hall, George Washington was duly inaugurated first President of the United States, and the great experiment of self-govern ment on these Western shores was fairly begun. The beginning was most auspi cious. Than Washington no finer man ever stood at the forefront of a nation s life. Of Washing ton America is eminently proud, and of Washington America has the right to be proud, for the “Prather of His Country’” was, in every sense of the word, a whole man. Time has somewhat dis turbed the halo that for a long while held the place about the great man's head. It has been proven that Washington was hu man. and all the more thanks for that. Rut after the closest scru tiny, from every part of the world, for a century and a quar ter. it is still to be proven that anything mean, or mercenary, or dishonorable or unpatriotic ever came near the head or heart of our first President. Washington loved his country with a whole heart. He was a pa triot to the core. His first, last and only ambition was to do what he could to promote the high ends to which the Republic was dedi cated. Politics, as defined by Aristotle, is the “science of gov ernment.” Washington was not a learned man, and probably knew very little of Aristotle, but his head was clear and his heart was pure, and he, too, felt that poli tics was the science of govern ment, and that the result of the government should be the “great est good to the greatest number” of hi9 fellow' citizens. From that high and sacred con viction Washington never once swerved, and when he quit his ex alted office he did so with clean hands and unsmirched fame, leav ing behind him a name which is probably the most illustrious in the annals of the race. Rapid and phenomenal has been the progress of Washington's country! It seems like a dream rather than the soundest of his torical facts. The Romans, after fighting "tooth and nail” for 300 years, found themselves with a territory no larger than that com prised w ithin the limits of Greater New York. In 124 years the Americans are the owners of a territory in comparison with which the Roman Empire, when at the height of its glory, was but a small affair—a territory where in are operant the greatest indus trial. economic, moral and politi cal forces that this old planet ever witnessed. H ONORABLE pardners. I come not here to make you remember the story of our thralldom. We are aliens. How long are we for to stand for this? I ask. Look what happens! Honorable Kimono is valet of Honorable Bill Jones, Wall Street man. P’ine job? Not no ticing it. One morning birds singing, everything lovely; street piano making music sung by Hon. Caruso, phonograph going all around; spring suffusing at mosphere. Hon. Kimono need new shirt. How can get it. No money. Pay day one week in far future. Must Have Shirt. Must have shirt. Honorable laundry make ribbons of only one got. Ribbons lovely on hat. Not much good for shirt. Honorable Wall Street man leave accidentally one-dollar bill on dresser. Honorable Kimono see bill. Bill mean shirt and change for fine celluloid collar that can be made immaculate with slightly moistened handker chief. All within reach. Ameri can proverb say cleanliness adja cent to godliness. Hon. Kimono godly man. Very well. In inadvertent absence of Hon. Bill Jones, Hon. Kimono take one- dollar bill for to borrow’, like is Wall Street practice. But shirt. Also collar. Do Honorable Wall Street man say the forgiving thing when he miss dollar—miserable dross price of not more than three cigars? He say not the forgiving thing. In deep bass he call Honorable Kimono. “Where one-dollar bill?” is question he rise to ask. “How can know?” reply Hon. Kimono, not intending to incrim inate and degrade himself. "How- can nothing?" is harsh reply of Hon. Wall Street man, which af ter despicable Yankee custom an swer one question with another. “Maybe you take him for the cigars to purchase.” suggest Hon. Kimono with cunning craft. "Maybe you take him for to blow at the show of the moving picture,” Is dastardly counter sug gestion of Hon. Bill Jones. “Maybe you get too fresh,” say Hon. Kimono, with the repartee quickly for to come back. Does Hon. Bill Jones admire Hon. Kimono that he rapid with the apt reply. Not so it would be observable to the eye that is not wrapped in the arms of Hon. Morpheus. No. With extra heavy shoe of six- footer vulgarian he kick Hon. Ki mono dow’n seven steps, hurting him on Hon. shin when he col lide with stone balustrade at bot tom. And why? For that we are aliens is the reason. How- long is to continue this of condition? I ask. Maybe we get in England not the property rights we go after. Maybe not. That is not the wor ry of the Japanese-American. We have kick that we are aliens. What can alien do. Can he go to ballot box and drop in the hon orable vote? Fellow countryman. What for are we aliens? Echo answers, “Rise and be something else be side aliens.” Do not stand for it Write to Hon. Bryan, who is Duke of Peace, and Hon. Wilson, who is King of Peace, and make row. Get people in Tokio on Hon. job. GreenThings By MINNA IRVING I T’S full of green things growing, This garden patch of mine, Where golden sunbeams glistei And early dewdrops shine. I’ve hoed it every mourning, And watered it each night, And watched the tiny leaflets Come peeping into sight. It’s full of green things growing. My little garden patch, But I am far the greenest Of all the verdant batch. With fond anticipations I sowed a peck of seeds, But pulled them as they sprouted. And raised a crop -of weeds*