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i ! i fof'rt limpnrvv » vn w r.-vue EDITORIAL- RAGE The Atlanta Georgian THE HOME PARER THE ATLANTA GEORGIAN Publish*-.! liy THE (IKuHillAN COMI’ANV At jO East Alabama Si., Atlanta. Ha Ifntcrefl as second.class imltor a’ pnstofll • ar Atlanta, under a Subscription Price—Delivered lit carrier, lo cants a wee] Pavabla in Advance. _ t of March 3. 1»V3 Py mall, >3 00 a year. Thaw’s Persecuion a Legal Farce The “Unmaking” of Many Men in Mexico The Reason Why Harry Thaw is being hounded as relentlessly in Vermont and New Hampshire as he was in the Dominion of Canada. The story of Thaw’s pursuit and prosecution, with Sheriffs, Con stables, Immigration Officers and high priced lawyers joining in, makes as disgraceful a chapter of the attempted administration of justice as could be supplied from the annals of the Middle Ages. First, Thaw is seized illegally in Canada and held illegally till W. T. Jerome has an opportunity to get on the State payroll and hurry to Canada, there to continue the bedeviling of Thaw begun seven years ago. Next, Jerome, holding a commission as a Deputy Attorney General of the State of New York, gets himself arrested as a common gambler and locked up in the cell that first held Thaw— a shameful performance. Once out of jail, he jumps into the automobile in which he had intended to rush Thaw through two States and hastens out of Canada despite the warning of the authorities that this would be jumping bail. While Jerome was crossing and recrossing the border the Canadian immigration authorities took Thaw by force out of his prison and dragged him over the line. This was done despite a solemn writ from the King's bench ordering Thaw to be pro duced for a habeas corpus hearing in Montreal. Jerome’s part in this high-handed proceeding was to be at the line waiting for <1 Thaw when he was ejected from Canada. His own troubles, however, had mixed his plans and he was not present. In spite of the flouting of the law by the Canadian immi gration officials, inspired by Jerome, Thaw was out of Canada and once more free. There was no immediate necessity for his deportation. He was doing no harm in Coaticook and in a posi tion to do no harm. He objected strenuously to being freed in such a manner, yet here he was, an American citizen, in his own country, convicted of no crime and beyond any recognized power of extradition. You would imagine that he would have at least received fair treatment in his own country. But you would be wrong. In every part of Vermont and New Hampshire Deputy Sheriffs swarmed on Thaw’s trail and within a few hours he was arrested without warrant or extradition papers and again held until the always tardy Jerome should appear and take charge of him. Why were the Canadian immigration officials in such a hurry to deliver Thaw into the hands of Jerome that they rose superior to the courts of their country? Why were the New England sheriffs obsessed with such a mad desire to lock up a man who had never violated a statute of their State and never, according to a jury, committed a crime in any other State? Why have precedent and order and decency and law been calmly set aside in shameful pursuit of a citizen to whom the Constitution of the United States supposedly guarantees the rights and privileges of all citizens? Why does the chase of one man, already punished by seven years of jail in a madhouse for ridding the world of a white slaver, cause authorities in two countries to abandon their regu lar duties as if an outlaw were devastating the countryside? Ella Wheeler Wilcox Writes on The Nation’s Workers Labor Unions Should In stil the Religion of Kind ness Into the Daily Relation of Toilers. Written for The Atlanta Georgian By Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Copyright, 1918.) Before the little fledglings leave their nest, the mother bird has taught them how to fly. But human mothers fail to meet this test, and so their daughters flutter— fall—and die. While mothers teach that innocence is best, that life is fair and blue and sunlit sky! With dancing feet that scarcely touch the sod—the maiden's Joy ing sounds life’s knell. i How shall she learn to follow paths untrod, unguified, helpless, blindness’ spell? How can she guess the road that leads to God must bridge the grim o’er man-made Hell? L. of liv- under abyss L. It Was a 14-Inning Game A few days ago, standing up before Congress with all the authority and dignity vested in the office of President of the United States, President Wilson said: We should earnestly urge all Americans to leave Mexico AT ONCE, and should assist them to get away in every way pos sible.’’ Then followed those humiliating scenes at Mexico City and Vera Cruz, scores of American citizens, men and women, forced to the necessity of drawing from their Consuls enough money wherewith to pay their way to the United States—their homes abandoned, their businesses ruined, in many sad cases their life's work lost. What a pitiful contrast between these lines of destitute Americans at these consulates and those other lines at the Chau tauqua box offices buying their tickets for Secretary Bryan's lectures! What a shameful contrast between ‘ The Making of a Man ’ ’ and the Unmaking of Many Men! And now we hear that the State Department has modified, even if it has not reversed, the instructions issued after the Pres ident's announcement. The original instructions were misun derstood, we are told. They caused needless confusion and suf fering. There is no hurry about it. Let Americans leisurely wind up their affairs. There is no need to take the President's “at once” too seriously. And Huerta’s intentions, too, have been misunderstood. We are not quite sure now what they are. Some one has evidently misinterpreted them, and some one may be reprimanded, and we in Washington are very angry about it; and don t let the Gover nor of Texas get too excited about it, even if he is certain that a number of American women have been maltreated and two or three hundred or even many more American men murdered. What greater proof could be offered that we have no prac tical policy, no practical plan, either of bringing peace to Mex ico or safeguarding those vast interests both of our own and of foreign nations which had a right to expect protection of life and property from the power symbolized by the Stars and Stripes? rp UK well-being of oui- whole | | nation depends upon work- I ing men and women. With out labor, capital would be use- 1 less: without labor, the home, so- I ciety, ships, trains, pleasure, char ity. duty, would all be words de void of meaning. Were all the idle rich of the earth to suddenly vanish, were all the geniuses and the society peo ple and the kings and rulers and the pleasure makers to be swept away, the world could still go on, and there would be comfort and prosperity, and homes would still exist. Men and women would be able to eat, drink and be merry; to marry, to rear children, to travel and to perform all the various of fices of daily life. But were all these geniuses and money kings, and imperial rulers, and the pleas ure makers and seekers, to remain, and the world’s workers were to be swept away, what awful misery would prevail! Religion Is of No Avail Unless Workers Aid One Another. Trains and ships would cease to move; the home and the hotel would become desert places, and there would be no comfort and no pleasure on earth. Therefore it should be the aim anil object of all leaders of religious thought to try and give such teachings and such prospects to this important part of our world as will awaken in each mind a truer ideal of brotherly love and human sympathy, and which will try to do away with the petty and quarrelsome and un- i worthy spirit which mars the ranks of labor to-day, and which interferes with the happiness and comfort of tens of thousands of j human beings. Unless the working men and women are showing one another courtesy, good will, and making an effort to do as they would be done by, of what use is their religion? The fear of doing some duty which belongs to another, and the great, desire to show a. spirit of independence, rather than a spirit of helpfulness toward fellow w-ork- ers. is everywhere prevalent to day. The greater their privileges. ■ given by the employers, the less kindliness do they seem to feel toward one another. Even in the homes where but two maids are kept, one a working housekeeper and cook, the other waitress and chambermaid, discord often pre vails, because the one is exacting or the other inconsiderate. And. just in proportion as the staff in creases in numbers, so does the discord increase, because of this fear of being imposed upon or be ing asked to do some duty by a fellow toiler. A man servant who lias lieeu, perhaps, years in some home will find a newcomer haughty and im pertinent, when trying to portion out his duties, because (he new comer is filled with the modem idea of being 'as good as the next,” and imagines the head man is putting on airs. Often the head man is the offender. In every de partment of labor this unfortu nate feeling is found, spoiling con ditions even where employers have tried to make them ideal. Kindness the Keynote of Harmony Among the World’s Toilers. It is all the result of LACK OF REAL RELIGIOUS PRINCIPLES. Clergymen and parents have failed to present A RELIGION OF HU MAN BROTHERHOOD to this great and important part of our republic—the laboring people—a religion which necessitates the daily and hourly practice of the common virtues of kindliness, courtesy and good will toward one another. ill religious ate represented among the working people of America Protestants, Roman Catholics, Lutherans, members of the Greek Church, the Jewish Tabernacle, are all to be found among our daily tollers, in domes tic service, in the shops and fac tories and hotels. This article is an appeal to men who stand at the head of all those religious organizations to try to make the religion of their follow ers more practical and more use ful in the world. Much is said about the duty of employers to their helpers, and I he duties of labor to capital, bin one of the most needed reforms in the world of labor to-day is to bring the religion of KINDNESS INTO THE RELA TION OF WORKER WITH WORKER; BETWEEN FIRST and SECOND OVERSEER: BE TWEEN BUTLER AND VALET: BETWEEN COOK AND SECOND GIRL. AND SO ON THROUGH ALL THE VARIOUS DEPART MENTS OF LABOR. It is doubtful if in any home in the land a mistress or master of a household can be found who is so inconsiderate, so thoughtless, so selfish, so anxious to be thought "better” and so afraid of doing one act not included in the con tract. as are a large number of the maids and men who work in hotels, boarding houses or private homes, shops or factories in their relations with one another. Capital can not misuse or mal treat labor as labor is mistreating labor every hour of the day, in every village, city and country- place in America. Since it has be come the custom to specialize work, and with the increase of wages and the decrease of work ing hours, the spirit of intolerance between working people in various departments seems to grow with astonishing rapidity. Labor unions and the progres sive spirit, of the day have awak ened the mind of the general pub lic to the rights and the privileges of labor. And labor itself has grown to realize its necessity to give good work and good will in return for its shorter hours and larger wages. Treat Your Co-Workers in the Same Way You Would Demand. . But it has utterly failed to grasp the meaning of Brotherhood in its hourly relations one with an other. It ought to be the effort of every reiigious teacher in America to awaken the hearts of the working people to a better understanding of this practical phase of spirit uality. If you are a laboring man or woman, stop and ask yourself, are you treating your fellow work ers. whether in factories, shops, hotels and homes. JUST AS YOU WOULD LIKE TO BE TREATED? Are you treating them as well as you treat your Employers ? And do you not. know of Innum erable cases where labor is mis using labor, if not, in acts, then in selfish and jealous and envious thoughts and words? The true religion lies in being kind. DREAMS By EDMUND LEAMY. I F you can fight, as I must fight. The daily grinding toil; Then you will know the afters glow, The peace from out the moil, H If you are loved, as X am loved, The earth’s a Paradise; And you will play the game alwavt Nor care to win the prUa. If you can hope, as I may hope. With faith that still endures, Then you will win, through all tbtk sin— The world itself is yours. And you will dream, as 1 can dream, And dreams are fairer far Than love, and gold, and earth sa old. ur other things that nrai