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The State of Georgia is singularly well served politically at
the present time.
Few Commonwealths in the Republic are more ably and ac
ceptably represented in Congress and the Senate, and not one of
them has a more admirable Governor in the executive chair.
Governor Slaton’s record from the beginning has been a
progressive marvel. He has risen from the ranks to the ruling
place. He fought his way up by sheer force of merit and pluck
through the Legislature and the Senate to the presidency of the
Senate. He has been Governor by succession, and, under well-
nigh unanimous approval, has become Governor by voice of the
people. He has borne himself highly everywhere. He has risen
without stain, sustained himself with signal ability and force in
every public emergency, met every expectation of the people,
demonstrated the highest order of civic courage and judgment
and character, and has fully vindicated his eminent fitness for
any future preferment that he may seek.
“Glamis he is, and Cawdor, and shall be more hereafter.”
Senator Hoke Smith was sent to Washington with a high
estimate of his ability and force. Georgians believed that he
would make good in national affairs, and it is the simple truth
to say that he has done so. Among the men who have been
closest to the Democratic President and exercised a large in
fluence in shaping Administration and Senatorial policies, Sena
tor Smith of Georgia has been prominent. Before his first term
is half complete he is a recognized power in the politics and pub
lic sentiment of the country.
There are few wiser things for a State to do than to recog
nize capable and faithful public servants and to reward them.
The mutations of personal politics frequently bring unworthy
men to the service of the State, but the judicious people recog
nize good men when they are found and hold on to them.
Undoubtedly both Governor Slaton and Senator Smith
ought to be kept in the service of Georgia. Both of these states
men should be returned to the respective stations which they
adorn.
Unless, of course, they should have other ambitions.
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Work, Grow in Solitude
Don't Be a Sheep; Be a Man.
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Do you want to succeed? Grow in solitude, work, develop In
solitude, with books and thoughts and nature for friends. Then,
if you want the crowd to see how fine you are, come back to it
and boss it if it will let you.
Constant craving for indiscriminate oompany is a sure sign
of mental weakness.
If you enter a village or small town and want to find the man
or youth of ability, do you look for him leaning over the village
pool table, sitting ou the grocery store boxes, lounging in the
smelly tavern with other vaoant minds?
Certainly not You find him at work, and you find him by
himself.
Think how public institutions dwarf the brains and souls of
unhappy children oondemned to live in them. No chance there for
individual, separate development. Millions of children have
grown up in such places millions of sad nonentities.
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Are You Starving for Air?
By EDWIN MARKHAM-
The Queen of the Adriatic
By REV. THOMAS B. GREGORY.
Here is what Goethe says:
‘‘Es bildet ein Talent sioh in der Stille, doch ein Charakter in
dem Strome der Welt” (Talent is developed in solitude, char
acter in the rush of the world.)
You wonder why so much ability comes from the country-
why a Lincoln comes from the backwoods while you, flourishing
in a great city, can barely keep your place as a typewriter.
The countryman hae got to be by himself much of the time
whether he wishes to or not. If he has anything in him it comes
out
Astronomy, man’s grandest study, grew up among the shep
herds. You of the oities never even see the stars, much less study
them.
Don’t be a sheep or a deer. Don’t devote your hours to the
oompany and conversation of those who know as little as you do.
Don’t think hard only when you are trying to remember a populai
song or to decide on the color of your Winter overcoat or necktie
Remember that you are an individual, not a grain of dust or ■
blade of grass. Don’t be a sheep; be a man. It has Taken nature
a hundred million year* to produoe you. Don’t make her sorry
she took the time.
Get out in the park and walk and think. Get up in your haE
bedroom, read, study, write what you think. Talk more to your
self and less to others. Avoid magazines, avoid excessive news
paper reading.
There is not a man of average ability but could make a strik
ing career if he oould but WILL to do the best that is in him.
Proofs of growth due to solitude are endless. Milton's great
est work was done when blindness, old age and the death of the
Puritan government foroed him into completest seclusion.
Beethoven did his best work in the solitude of deafness.
Bacon would never have been the great leader of scientific
thought had not his trial and disgrace forced him from the company
of a grand retinue and stupid court to the solitude of his own
brain.
“Multum insola furt anima mea.” (My spirit hath been much
alone.) This he said often, and lucky it was for him. Loneliness
of spirit made him.
Get a little of it for yourself.
Drop your club, your street corner, your gossipy boarding
house table. Drop your sheep life and try being a man.
it nraj improve you, • . j
S AMUEL HOPKINS ADAMS,
of the American Medical As
sociation, In "The Health
Master,” Just from the press of
Houghton Mifflin Company, offers
a hook of Importance. It is the
account of a family who adopted
the old Chinese plan of retaining
a doctor to keep them well, In
stead of taking chances on being
111 and then calling in the doctor.
Lessons on pure milk, infec
tions, care of eyes, etc., are given
under the guise of lively Action,
and I commend the book to my
follow-citizens. Here is an ex
cerpt showing the tenor of the
pages:
” ‘You can pick your air to
some extent, so it's worth while
to know where it's good and
where it’s bad.
*‘ ‘Don’t tell me that New York
is unfit to breathe In!’ said Mrs.
Clyde, with a woman’s love for
the metropolis.
" ’Thus far It’s pretty clean.
The worst thing about New York
is that they dry-sweep their
streets and throw all the dust
there Is right In your face. The
next worst Is the subway. When
analysis was made of the tube’s
air, the experimenters were sur
prised to find very few germs.
But they were shocked to find the
atmosphere full of tiny splinters
of steel. It’s even worse to
breathe steel than to breathe
coal.
" ’Look at the modern sleeping
car—heavy plush seats, soft
hangings, thick carpets, fripper
ies all as gorgeous, vulgar, ex-
pensive, tawdry and filthy as the
mind of man can devise. Add to
that windows hermetically seal
ed in the winter months, and
you’ve got an ideal contrivance
for the encouragement of mor
tality. Never do I board a sleeper
without a stout hickory stick in
my suit case No matter how
low the temperature is, I prv the
window of my lower berth open
und push the stick under.
” ’I remember in my college
days that the winter term was
considered to be the most diffi
cult in every year. The curricu
lum didn’t seem to show it, but
every professor and every un
dergraduate knew it. Bad air,
th it’s all. The recitation rooms
were kept tightly closed. The hu
man brain can’t burn carbon and
get a bright flame of intelligence
without a good draft, mid the
broatliiiijr U the <ir«£u Non, on
the evidence of Charley’s teach
er, when winter comes percent
ages go down, although the les-
«ons are the same. So I asked
her about the ventilation, and
found that she had a supersti
tious dread of cold.’ ”
** 'I remember Miss Benn’s
room,’ said Julia, thoughtfully. ‘It
used to get awful hot there. I
never liked that grade anyway,
and Bobs got such bad deport
ment marks.’
" ‘Both of the twins had colds
all the winter they were in that
room,’ contributed Grandma
Sharpless.
“ 'When will the substitute
mothers and fathers who run our
schools learn about air?’ he cried.
‘Air! It’s the first cry of the
newly bom baby. Air! It’s the
last plea of the man with the
death rattle in his throat. It’s
the one free boon, and we shut
it out.’
" ’Rut you wouldn’t have them
study with all the windows open
bn a zero day?’ protested Mrs.
Clyde.
"’Wouldn’t I? Far rather than
choke them in a close room!
Why, In some schools the sickly
children have special classes on
the roof, or In the yards, all
through the cold weather. They
study in overcoats and mittens.
And they learn. Not only that,
but they thrive on it.'"
I T was 108 years ago that the
"Queen of the Adriatic” was
robbed of the crown that she
had so proudly worn for more
than twelve centuries. By the
terms of the Treaty of Presburg,
as dictated by that creator and
destroyer of kings and kingdoms,
Napoleon the Great, the ancient
republic was blotted out. The
glory of the City of the Doges
was no more.
Like a veritable fairy tale is the
story of Venice. Away back in
the year 452, when Attlla, the
"Scourge of God,” was ravaging
Europe, families from the main
land took refuge in the lagoons
and started the little settlement
which was destined to become the
Venice of historic and poetic re
nown.
With the solitary exception of
the Hollanders, no people ever
established a state under more
adverse conditions. The untilln-
ble and salt-incrusted soil pos
sessed no mineral wealth; the few
thickets had no serviceable tim
ber; even drinking water was at
a premium; sti 1 ’ the Venetians
succeeded in establishing them
selves upon a firm soil and in
rearing thereon a state which
w r as for ages the strongest in the
WHEN MOTHER WEEPS
By HARRY BAKER.
T
HE earth seems sad, the skiee are gray
When Mother weeps.
Her tears, they blind the light of day
The aim has not one beaming ray
When Mother weeps.
world. From the very necessi
ties of the case Venice became a
sea powder, and by her merchant
marine and navy she controlled
the destinies of empires for more
than a thousand years.
It was Venice that furnished
transports for the hosts of the
Crusaders. It was Venice that
inaugurated the trade between
East and West. It was Venice
that, later on, supplied the ships
and sailors that beat the Turks
back from Europe and finally an
nihilated their sea power at
Lepanto.
The Bank of Venice, estab
lished in 1157, was the financial
center of the world, and when the
glorious revival of letters came,
followed almost at once by the
invention of printing, it was
Venice that led the world in the
output of books and the spread
of the knowledge which made
possible the freedom and prog
ress in which we are to-day re
joicing.
In a time when superstition
and servitude w< . > almost uni
versal Venice boldly stood forth
to champion the cause of enlight
enment and liberty, and greater
than all her banks and doges,
than all her palaces and navies,
.was -that Paul Sarpe of hers, that
pale-faced little man who, in the
defense of Venetia’s liberties, suc
cessfully defied the mightiest po
tentates and powers of the earth.
A glorious history was that
which the "Corsican adventurer”
so unceremoniously brought to a
close on that December day, 1805.
Stars and Stripes
When Mother weeps I feel sad too.
When Mother weeps
All things are wrong; spoiled is the rlew
And everything about looks blue
When Mother weeps.
A Mother's tears—how much they mean!
When Mother weeps
My heart Is touched, no Joy I glean.
Bach boy must feel the same. I ween.
When Mother wewpa.
As each tear falls all jov Is slain
When Mother weeps.
Those tears that fall like dewy rain—
For peeling onions causes pain;
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S-H-O-P E-A-R-L-Y!
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Poisoned needle eclipses poi
soned pen.
* • •
Even President Wilson must
envy Huerta and his Congress.
* * *
Why bother with slavery in the
Philippines when they offered
$25,uOO for Joe Tinker?
* * •
Italian sculptor says Ameri
can women have fat hands and
big feet. A game sculptor, any
way.
...
Do your Christmas shopping
early. May as well get it over.
Save time to buy six Christmases
ahead.
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Bomb made of dynamite
wrapped in a stocking. Expect
almost anything i_ tt stocking at
this time of iwa
Ella Wheeler
Wilcox
—ON—
White Slavery—Twenty-five
Years Ago English Girls Could
Be Abducted at ThirteenWith-
out Fear of Punishment—Late
W. T. Stead, Titanic Victim,
Brought About Much Needed
Reform.
By ELLA WHEELER WILCOX.
Copyrighted 1913 by Star Co.
T WENTY - FIVE years ago
any girl of thirteen could
be trapped and led Into vile
houses, and there was no law to
protect her.
The law of England, as It
stood at that time, recognized
that a girl one day over thirteen
years of age was legally a
woman, and was fully compe
tent to consent to her own un
doing. The law as It then stood
put a positive premium upon the
corruption of very young chil
dren by refusing to let them
give evidence against men un
less they could satisfy the
judge and Jury that they under
stood the nature of an oath.
As soon as the child was over
thirteen years of age she could
be Inveigled Into an Illegal
house without any possible hope
of redress, because If she had
consented to go Into the house
she was held to have consented
to everything else, althongh she
might at that time be, and prob
ably was, absolutely ignorant of
what vice meant.
The law to-day protects girls
to the age of sixteen; It has
raised the age of consent from
thirteen to sixteen, admits the
evidence of children, even If
they are not able to satisfy the
Judge and Jury that they under
stand the nature of an oath, and
It has increased the pains and
penalties Inflicted upon all those
who attack girls, whether by ab
ducting them abroad or attack
ing them at home.
This change In the laws came
about through one man. W. T.
Stead, who died on the Titanlo.
The White Slave Traffic Is a
world-wide trade in young girls
for immoral purposes, out of
which enormous profits are
made. They are captured by
false advertisements offering
employment as governesses, sec
retaries, companions, servants,
etc., and by making acquaint
ance with girls alone in streets
or trains or busses.
Only 5 Girls in Every 100
Know What They Are
Doing.
It is estimated that only five girls
In every hundred know what they
are doing; the remaining ninety-
five are girls who never heard
of such things, girls Just like
your own daughters, who, but
for the White Slave Traffic,
might have become happy wives
and mothers. If they wanted to
he bad there would be no neces
sity for this trapping system.
Twenty-five years ago It was
regarded as Improper, unclean
and highly indecorous to speak
about the White Slave trade in
polite circles. To-day, kings and
queens, princes and princesses
attend conferences for the discus
sion of this question.
Before Mr. Stead died hs
wrote a pamphlet, "Why I Went
to Prison In 1885.” It 13 Inter
esting reading. Known as a
great philanthropist and re
former, he was urged by good
people to try to bring about a
change in the laws of England
on this subject.
A commissioner of the House
of Lords had reported upon the
question and strongly recom
mended that an Act of Parlia
ment should be passed to cope
with the two cancers that were
eating into the body politic. Mr.
Gladstone's Ministry—Sir Will
iam Harcourt being then Home
Secretary—recognized the urgency
of the demand, and Introduced a
bill giving effect to the recom
mendation’s of the committee,
but there was no motive power
behind it It was strongly op
posed by a small group of men
who seemed almost to have a
personal Interest in preventing
the strengthening of the law
against the corruption of weak
and innocent girls. Neither po
litical party saw any means of
making capital out of It, and the
result was that session after ses
sion the bill was Introduced in
due course and then included in
the massacre of the Innocents at
Iht; f&4 the session.
Then the plot was laid to biH*
such disgrace on the laws of Eng
land that a change would be
foroed by public censure. So Mr.
Stead was induced to act the part
of a procurer; and a weak and
wicked mother sold her daughter
aged thirteen to him, tor three
pounds—fifteen dollar#—believ
ing that her daughter was to go
into an infamous house. The
daughter was Indeed taken to a
house and witnesses and trained
nurses and physicians were on
hand to rescue her and attest to
her leaving the house as chaste
as she entered it; but the story
was published in full In the Pall
Mall Gazette, in an article by Mr
Stead called “The Maiden Trlb
ute of Modern Babylon.” It
brought a perfect storm upon the
heads of all concerned, but a
worse storm of censure on Eng
lish lavra. Mr. Stead meantime
sent the rescued girl away from
her wicked mother and he was
therefore arrested for abduction
and Imprisoned.
Late W. T. Stead Told of
His Conviction in This
Famous Case.
Mr. Stead says of this incident:
"After a long trial, for which the
, Archbishop of Canterbury, Cardi
nftl Manning and Bishop
Temple, John Morley, Mr. Bal
four, Lord Loreburn (then Sir
Robert Reid), Mr. Labouchere,
Mrs. Butler, and many others
were subpoenaed for the defence,
I was convicted, together with
my colleague, Mr. Mussabinl. Mr.
Bramwell Booth and Madame
Combe were acqnitted. Madame
Mourez was sent for six months
to prison, where she died. The
trial, which was reported in aH
the leading papers of the world,
brought, out all the facts of the
case, so that every statement
which I now make can be veri
fled by reference to the files in
the British Museum. The mo
ment I was convicted there was
n great agitation set on toot.
The Government was besieged
with petitions and protest*. Tel
egrams rained in upon the Home
Office, the Prime Minister and
the Queen, and after I had been
three days in Coldbath Prison
Lord Salisbury, on his own mo
tion, without waiting for the con
sent of the Judge who had sec
tenced me, ordered me to be
transferred at once to Holloway
as a flrst-claes misdemeanant. The
remainder of my sentence—two
months and four days—I served
out at Holloway, where I edited
the Pall Mall Gazette from No
vember, 1885, to January, 1886.”
Mllllcent Garrett Fawcett, has
issued an appeal to all friends
of Mr. Stead and to all friends
of clean womanhood to use their
influence to help pass the Crim
inal Law .Amendment bill now
proposed.
It is well known that this Mil
deals with the White Slave
Trade and provides . additions'
moral protection tor the young.
A deputation about the bill
waited on the Home Secretary
a few weeks ago; he expressed
approval of the measure, but held
out no hope that the Government
would take it up.
Question One of Urgent
and, Also, National
Importance.
She doses her appeal with
these words! "It le a question
of urgent national importance
The bill, if passed, would pro
tect and shelter the weak against
moral injury, quite as truly as
the lifeboats sheltered them, on
April 15, against physical injury
If our countrymen can and
do rise to heroism in the face of
physical danger, surely they can
rise to a trifling sacrifice of Par
liamentary time. It would be
the finest of all memorials to
Mr. Stead and the other men who
have sacrificed themselves in the
Titanic, if Parliament passed this
bill to save children and young
women from worse than death.
"I respectfully and earnestly
appeal to men in the constitu
encies to lose no time in writing
to their members, to urge them
to Induce the Government to take
up the bill and pass it during
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