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THE ATLANTA GEORGIAN.
HATUBDAT, OCTOBER 1
COL.CLIFFORD L. ANDERSON, OFTHE FIFTH REGIMENT; T
HIS MILITARY CAREER, HIS HISTORY AND HIS FAMILY
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BOOKLOVER, HORSEMAN SOMETHING OFHISHOME
Ins Julia and putting down mobs In ■ Anderson lives at the old home in Ma-
northern Georgia. Every year has con.
F EW MEN have been ■ more ■ In the
glare- ,of. the .iimftlght In, Atlanta
In recent -monthsrth’an Col/ Cllf-i
ford L. Andferaon/ comm'dntler of the
regiment which stopped a-riot almost
ns suddenly aa.lt b^tan. . 4
In these "piping times of peace” It
I* given to few officers'd$ state troops
to do.more than don a dress-uniform
and marshal their ’companies .for re
view. . Spme f t|nres, they fight ,ln shifin
battles,-often tppy are Important fig- *..*•.
ures at .encampments. • But, Col. ,Cflf- derson, Ute man,-as In Clifford Ander-
ford I.. Anderson and his regiment has
done more.
When.the riot call sounded from the
lire tower that Saturday night In Sep
tember, the Fifth Regiment responded
to a mnn. Officers and privates hast
ened to don their uniforms nnd hurry
to their armories. Rut the first man
to report found his colonel waiting,
cool as a cucumber, ready to place his
regiment where It would do the most
good.
The Fifth did Its work and the men
retired to their everyday business. But
during the days that Atlanta was In
iu 1 of men who would stand by their
guns, officers and privates alike stood
In the streets,, marched here and there
when reports of rioting come to their
earn, slept on the pavement or on the
hnrd floors of makeshift armories, and
never a word of complaint was heard.
Atlanta has stopped talking about "tin
soldiers.” The young fellow In khaki
hits shown the stuff he Is made of—the
Fifth Regiment has won Its laurels.
Colonel In Command.
During those days and nights when
the corner of .Marietta'and Peachtree
streets was a military pokt, more At
lantans learned to know Colonel An
derson, the -soldier/,'than had known
Mr. Anderson, the lawyer. They stood
nnd watched the slight flgure In khaki
and leather puttees ns It moved from
post to post. They watched tho qulet
conferences with other officers, they
hcnrtj."fhe low words of conttnand and
s&w .detachment after detachment de
part "for various troubled sections of
Atlanta. 'They saw. the.colonel hapdle
his command as easily and as unosten
tatiously ns an office manager might
dlredt his -clerks. ’ ’ , - • ..
- -But-there Is- something ..besides hla
work In the riots that Is Interesting In
Colonel Anderson, He IS not prone to
soek-publicity and save for the big
suits In whlbh he has battled for plain
tiff or defendant, his name has occu-
nteft but -little--space on the - printed
migb. There Is as pmchjn CTlfford A»j
Effect' of Happy Memories Upon the
"■; 7After Life
By LANDON CARTER.
son. tho colonel. His early life! hla
military career, his home and his hob
bles —all show something of the man
as ho Is. '
With Macyn Volunteers.
Clifford Anderson's first military ex
perience began with the Macon Vol
unteers. In 1883, when he was 20 years
old, he Joined the company and was
soon promoted to be a non-commlsslon-
ed officer. For three years he remained
In the company, and when he came to
Atlanta he entered the Gate City
Guard as a private under (.'apt. J. K.
Burke. In the following fall he wa;
elected first lieutenant, and when Cap
tain Burke retired a year, later, Lieu
tenant Anderson v.-as elected captain.
He held this runk for several years.
Captain Anderson resigned from his
office after a few years, but remained
In the National Guard until 1802, when
he,was appointed lieutenant colonel on
the staff of Governor -Northern He
held this rank .until the expiration of
the governor's term. In 1896, when his
own commission expired.
In, 1802 ha was elected lieutenant-
colonel of iho Fifth • Regiment; and
when -Colonel Purk Woodward retired
In 1902 he Was chosen by the officers
of the regiment to the highest rank,
against his own protest. His commis
sion dates frpm that time and-he Is the
senior officer of Infantry in Georgia.
The only colonel who outranks him
ln-the state la Colonel Peter Mctdrlm,
of Savannah, commanding the First
Cayairy,
Cojonel 'Anderson did not have hla
first taste of active service Ih the 'At
lanta :riots. His company was culled
out from Macon -when he was hardly
experience's. They cnptUred the negro
ringleaders and sent them safely to
Jail. Their prisoners were afterward
tried, arid hanged. '
Called Out For Service.
Wimp ail officer In the Gate City
Ouat-d, the young soldier was several,
time's called to'active service in guard-
seen several of these colls for troops.
But a few days before the Atlanta
disturbances, Colonel Anderson was
called from the-Bryan dinner at the
Piedmont, when Deeutur needed troops
to guard the jail and protect a pris
oner. Two companies were sent on
the first car out.
Colonel Anderson has given his regl
ment plenty of field work during hla
regime. The Fifth has gone Into camp
every year-except 1904, when a part of
the regiment only waa Bent I to the
Manassas maneuvers with Colonel An
derson In command. Encampment at
Wrlghtsvllle Beach, at Rome, St. Si
mons: Island and Chlckamauga, some
at the expense of the state
paid for by the officers and
given the Georgia boys some pleasant
summers. The Fifth has always re
ceived the highest commendation and
at Chlckamauga this summer one of
the umpires retfiarked that the regi
ment drilled more like regulars than
any other stats troops he had seen.
These are some of the details of
Colonel Anderson's milltnry career.
The personal side of the man Is not eo
well known.
A Distinguished Family.
In 1862, while the war between the
states was at Its height, Clifford An
derson was born In Macon. His fath
er, Clifford Anderson, senior, was a
Virginian by birth nnd ancestry, with
a mixture of 8cotch blood in his veins.
His eldest sister was the mother of
Sidney Lanier, the famous Southern
poet, who waa therefore a cousin of
Colonel Anderson. His mother was a
LeConte, descended from the well-
known family and a Ulster of Joseph
and John LeConte, the famous Geor
gia scientists. Colonel Anderson's
father fought . through , the war, rose
to the: rank of captain while still a
young mnn and wns elected a member
of tho Confederate congress while In
the field. He was considered the ablest
lawyer In Georgia In his day. He
was attorney-general of the state from
I860-to 1890. He died In 1*98. Mrf,
There are ’few ffiihgs moreTmpoftaht
to the human life than the ^election of
proper associations; for they not only
reflect character, but also affect It, and
Upon the experiences of. childhood de
pend the memory and sentiment of
niaturer years, which arc the guiding
factors Of future nobleness.
Upon the Influences of.homp life .are’
a child's thoughts,- ambitions and love
educated, and accordingly are these
traits revealed in after life as he gravi
tates. naturally’ to his most congenial
sphere. .
To all, the responsibilities of good
examples are very .great; blit to the
guardians of youth they are incalcu
lable, for no amount of pretext Is ef
fectual If example be missing.
The associations cf youth are pecu
liarly Indelible to a child's memory, and
no one can foresee by what little
triviality an Impressionable chlld'may
hi- Influenced. A melody, a.gentle
Word and glance, the odor of certain
garden flowers, or ti frown, an Injus-
Uce. may alike affect.their thoughts,
from the dawn to end of. life, "for mem
ory has as many moods as the temper
end shifts Its scenery like a diorama."
Vhen loving associations have, been
n- cumulating w ithin us for years, even
'he Possible suggestion that there could
exist any possible substitute for them
seems almost sacrilege.. George Eliot
s-ays: "Ths Illusion* •that began for
us when we were less acquainted with
evil have lost .'one of their value when
we discover them to-be Illusions. They
feed the Ideal better; and In loving
them atm we strengthen the precious
J ■ . ->f loving something—not visibly,
"nglblv existent, but a spiritual pro-
of our visible, tangible selves,
merlsh the cbUtlun loves and assocta-
cruelty and all - kinds of Injustice
and what more accumulative and pow
erful In Its effects than bitterness, from
whlcli emanates atheism, and, In fact,
almost every sad, doubting character
istic to which the "flesh Is heir."
What little child was ever taught
Christianity or the love .of. God by the
doctrine of hell Hre only? And what
little heart, permeated with the,natural
Impulses of youth, was ever made hap
py or genuinely good by the monoton
ous doctrines of the eternal conse
quences of good conduct? Childhood’s
longings are not always perversely ob
stinate, and if In maturer years we
should have quite' "but aside childish
things," still It Is the refinement of
cruelty to Insist upon children sharing
our Interests, for to the little girl whose
arms are hungry for a doll' there can
be found no solace In housekeeping re
ceipts; nor with any degree of satis
faction to a boy .could Gibbon's Rome
ever substitute the,Joys of "Tom Brown
at Oxford." Unquestionably the pur
suance of childish duties Is as Impor
tant as,, those of after life, but also
with equal Justice should they And
recompense In childish Joys, which will
ever encourage and feed the memories
yt love and Justice. „
If “ignorance Is a painless evil, ■*>
lino Is the memory of ti.one mem', in
nocent childhood days, me thought! of
which, like the sun, rlss every morning
to flood the day with happiness, aud to
which rayfc respond and blossom ti tea
highest impulses.
In life's complicated game, when the
devices of skill are so frequently de
feated by unforeseen and unavoidable
Incidents, what better capital and off
set to depression than happy memories,
to which one’s mind naturally reverts,
and such cheerfulness not only makes
life desirable, but fieri a practical
standpoint Is a line asset for all.
THfe CUCKOO 'S NEST
Wendover laid. daw n hi* book . with
a mail. It was no.use.-to try to,write,
without'his letter* that It did not'seem
Cuckoo. And Cuckoo could do tjo well
for that matter—unless he wrote to
worth while .to wri te to her. How many
times he had written to her during the
last three months—and how many
times had she answered him? A let
ter of a page and a half. In very big
writing, and two postcards lay In Itls
pocket-book—that was all. A letter and
two postcards, saying what a ripping
time she was having—nnd he was
ashamed to say how many times he
had read them, until he knew them by
heart. The big, scrawly writing, the
scene of violets which clung still to
the big, shady rooms of the court
seemed so desolate. Lady Mary, at
work on her eternal embroidery for
exhibition at eternal church baxoars.
had remarked that morning upon the
peaceful silence which filled the houae
that that noisy child departed. She
had hinted, too, that It was extremely
Improbable that the noisy child would
return—at .any rate, .In the, character
of a fixture at the court. She would
very likely marry one of Cecelia’s
young men—Cecilia's house parlies. It
seemed,’ were famous for the number,
variety and extreme eligibility of the
young men Invited; and W.endover,
who had long ceased to regard himself
as either young or eligible, felt that
he could have massacred the entire as
sembly of Cecilia’s young men without
mercy.
Out In the park, the cuckoos - were
calling to each other Insistently. Wend
over listened to the sound as It drifted
in through the open windows of the
library, and the old rhyme which
chronicles the movement* of the first
bird of spring rang monotonously In hla
ears;
In April
Come he will;
In May
He sings alt day.
In June
> He alters his tune;
In July
' He prepares Lully—
Wendover got no fuvt'-.er. Was
Cuckoo preparing to Uy, with one of
Cecilia’s young-men, to the .accompa
niment of rice, white satin and wed
was to fly as her dead * mother had
done! , .
There was a step on the terrace out
side. He looked up. Cuckoo .was
standing at the window, smiling down
at him In the-ehadow of a great pearl
gray hat.
"I've come back, Cousin Everard.
He rose and shook hands stupidly.
Oh. the touch of Cuckoo's hands, small
and soft In their long gray gloves,
after tho«e three months of empty
loneliness nnd silence!
"I—I thought you were having such
a ripping time," he said. .
"Bo X did," she said frankly—"an aw
fully ripping time. I told you 1 meant
to, didn't I, when I persuaded Aunt
Mary to let me go? It's been nothing
but one e-nor-mous rush. I’ve enjoyed
it frightfully.' Cecilia doesn’t give one
time to breathe."
"She.didn't seem to give you much
time for-writing."
Cuckoo smiled serenely.
“Olt, nobody writes letters now.
Cousin Everard—only postcards. Or
telegrams. .But telegrams are more ex
pensive.”
Wendover looked at her—at the small,
Young Anderson began his education
In private schools and when 15 years
old entered the sophomore class at
Mercer University. He was graduated
in 1880, two months before he was 18
years old, a record In the university.
He came to Atlanta nnd read law at
night while working for his living
during the day. He found a clerical
position with nn agricultural journal,
and In 1882. fceil/ig that he had mas
tered enough law to warrant hla hang
ing out a shingle, he returned to Ma
con nnd after a year at the Mercer
law school, began his profession. In
1886 he returned to Atlanta and began
to build up a practice. The usual ex
perience of a younlr attorney followed,
but within a few years he had gained
a clientele that assured him comfort.
Today “he Is one of the foremost 1 (lw
yers of the state.
Colonel Anderson xvas flrst nssoch
ated with Porter King In his practice,
but when Mr. King died In October,
1904. a younger'brother. James L. An
derson, cahte from Mnconhntl the pres
ent tlrm cf Anderson & Anderson was
formed. •' ‘-l'.
Colonel Anderson has taken nn ac
tive Interest In politics. Of course he
Is n Democrat, ns wero all hit fore
fathers. But lie has sought but one
office at the hands of the people. He
was elected county commissioner In
1*99 nnd has been twice, re-elected.
How Ho Mat His Wife.
•Miss Kittle Van Dyke, daughter of
a knlckerbocker family of New York,
Visited Atlanta about the time thng
young Anderson began his law- rendl
They met and the South capitulated
the North. In 1884 Mr. Andereon paid
a visit to Minneapolis, the home of the
Van Dyke family, .and returned with
a wife. He wns 22, his -wife 17.
With. hl» Increasing practice, after
having successfully conducted ssvehal
famous and long contested suits, Col
onel Anderson .found himself in pos
session of' nn Income to relieve hint
front any fedrs-of the future and he
decided to build a hopie.which-should
be worthy of Atlanta's best district.
He selected a tract In Brookwond, on
the Peachtree road, nnd In 1900“ his
home waif completed. It, Is a splendid
specimen of the Italian renaissance
style and the Italian Idea extends to
the Interior ns well as the design- of
the building. He has named his home
"La Colllna," the Italian for "Little
Hillock," r.H the hmtBO stands, on a
slight elevation, r . '
Colonel Anderson's daughter, Adorn,
Is now nenrly 19. She Is completing
her education nt HlgHcliff Hall, on the
Hudson, above New York city. .
Clifford Von Dyke Anderson, the son,
Is 16. The photograph shows him In
the uniform, of the Mnrlst College, of
Atlanta. He Is now n student at the
Donald Fraser Academy at Decatur.
If Colonel Anderson has a hobby, be-
y.ond hls regard for his regiment. It Is
books,' ’Fitto- bindings and rare editions
appeal, to him and h|s library at "f.n
Colllna" Iff considered a model collec
tion of standard works. While tho
owner loves- bindings he hag not lost
sight of the text and nothing but the
best authors are represented on his
shelves. He resds French, German and
Spanish and many of the leading
Works In these' languages are found In
hlr flohtry. ■* - •• ■
• Colonel (Anderson Is, one of the few
prominent men In Atlanta Who have
resisted the automobile fever. :
.'"I love a,gnqd hqrse tpo much to
drive a gasoline, car," he laughed In
reply to a question. “And I have some
beauties in my stable, too."
ii ,ns—the memory of that warm little every rational form of Indulgence one
neeMn Which every high lmpu.se was un^Mmly f henefl.. f human<yIn
* depends upon Its children, and their
with equal foree, however, must | IU cces* depends largely upon their
come the remembrance of unkindness, early Influences and associations.
anupumi in n iiik ■■ — — — ■ --
In encouraging children by example. | ding cake? It was e-lte Impossible,
associations, happy environment atiu | so, more yews ago, *.*in be cared to
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remember now. Cuckoo's mother had
flown, never to return, and he had
thought that the string Itself had
down with her, and that no nummer
would ever come to fill Its place. To-
soft face under the gray hat, the email, ..... ... ...
eoft hands In the gray gloves, the Kray | " fi'rr"?,* 1 was going, to
eyes which-held an odd smile, some- **7 that Its most—most dreadfully
ful way In which yoji .and Aunt -Mary-
had neglected the most Important part
of my education. Blit I explained. to
them that you weren't a bit up to date.”
"Or smhrt," Everard added, with per
haps excusable bitterness.
Cuckoo's eyes rested upon him for an
Instant with an expression which he
could not read.
"No," she said, very gently. "No one
could call you smart, could they? They,
were all so smart at Cecilia's—and so
very up to date. You haven't said how
you think I'm looking, Cousin Ever
ard."
"A little pale, I think,” Everard an
swered stiffly.
"And you haven't asked me If I'm
glad to be back.” *
The stiffness died out of Wendover's
manner. He looked at her with wist
ful eyes.
"I couldn't expect that, could I,
Cuckoo denr? No—I won't ask you.”
She began to draw off her gloves with
a little air of deliberation.
"Fm‘ sorry, because I wanted to tell
you—oh, well—something."
"Something that has to do with your
coming back?”
'Well—not exactly. 1 was going, to
The Blue Fox Cloak
By ALEXANDER STEPANOVITCH.
eyes
where in tneir aspens..
“I see,” he seld. 'That's why you
sent me—postcards.”
The smile deepened In Cuckoo's eyes.
"You sny I'm always so extravagant,”
she murmured-demurely,
Wendover changed the subject.
"And how did you like Cecilia's—
young men?”
Cuckoo's gate sank modestly to the
tip of an absurd little shoe.
"Oh, they—they were perfectly rip
ping, too,” she said vaguely. "1 liked
them frightfully, They were so—eo
different from anything I’ve ever seen
before."
“I suppose eo.” Wendover’* tone
was sharp. The old rhyme rang In
hls memory, and he altered It to suit
the occasion. "In July, she prepares lo
fly,”-he said to himself. Rice, end whit*
satin, and wedding cake seemed very
near.
"So unlike you, foe Instance, Cuckoo
,td softly.
•Me?"
“Yes. So smart—and up to date. No
one could call you up to date, Coueln
Everard. You don't play bridge, and
you,hate motors, and you're a perfect
muff at game*. You ran only shoot
and ride, as men used to do before
games came In.”
•'•You've been playing games—lor
three month*?" Everard said.
Cuckoo gave a little sigh.
"Oh, yes—games after breakfast and
games after lunch and games after
dinner. They alt said I picked them
glad to get back,” she said quietly.
Wendover W-HS speechlesy. She went
calmly on.
"You see, t wanted to go away—I
wanted to see what people were like—
other people. Other men, If you Jlke. I
wanted to see If tlley were like you.
They were not. Oh, I know Cecilia’,i
young men are quite charming—I'm
not saying anything against them; hut
they're not like you. I don't think
any one of them would have taken In
a horrid little squalling child who* 1
mother had—Jilted him, nnd fed It and
clothed It. and petted It and loved It.
as you have done. I don’t think any
one of them would have let a little,
mischievous, Interloping cuckoo over
run hls house and worry and torment
him—as you have done." She paused
for a moment and glanced at him with
the ghost of a smile. "But 1 think
perhaps Cousin Everard—If you don't
mind my saying so—I think none I
them would have asked me, five mini
utes after I came bark, when I was
going away for good." ,
"Cuckoo! You don't—you can't
mean?"—
He was hotdiug her hands tightly, a*
though he would never let them go; but
still the words of the old rhyme buzzed
In hls ears. Perhaps Cuckoo heard'
It, to.!, tor vim sinned up at him
gaj.:-.
••I’ve tried my wings,” ate said, "and
I've come back. Will y«Vlet me slay
Coueln Everard? The norlil Is a very
good place—but I And 1 love the
day he told himself that Cuckoo; too, up wonderfully, considering the dread- Cuckoo's Nest best."
The family of Assistant Chancellor
Sergius tvanovitch WorobeJ was most
respectable. In • their elegant house
there were .unmistakable eigne of
wealth- everywhere, nnd the copper
■amover was always boiling on their
hospitable table. Mme. Sonia Scia-
ffmowns understands how to entertain
lo perfection, and her at home* pp Sat
urday were known all over Petersburg.
Nowhere did you get better caviar or
finer patties.
Sergius tvanovitch would have liked
very much to have heyn present at
these at homes, but Saturday was the
busiest day of the week In the govern
ment office, and so he had to renounce
that pleasure.
Now, as Sergius' whole salary was
only 125 roubles a month, one must ad
mit that hls wife must be a wonderful
manager, even If, of course, a govern
ment official had other sources of rev
enue than hls meagre salary, especially
when the government has put him In
charge of a strong box always contain
ing a goodly supply of Internal revenue
stamps, many of which are worth as
much as 15 roubles a piece.
Now, one night as Sergius Ivanovltch
returned home after one of these week
ly soirees he found hla beloved trite
suffering with a bad, an atrociously
bad attack of the blued.
"What -Is the matter, my dove?” he
asked, tenderly. "Why do you look so
’ appy?”
Tnhappy! Why should I not look
unhappy when here ws aye-ln the mid
dle of the winter and I have not a de
cent fur cloak to wear?"
"But, duschlnka, you (lave your er
mine cloak, which you bought only last
year."
"Oh, ermine! Everybody wears er
mine now. I want n cloak of blue fox,
such as Marla Vasllleivna wears.”
lut, my dear, such u cloak at least
s 3,001) roubles, nnd you must re
member that f am not In charge of any
Red Cross funds, as Maria Vasllllew-
na’s husband Is.”
Well. I must have one like hers or I
shall die," she cried, but Sergius only
shook hls head and shrugged hls
shoulders and said he was tired and
wamco to go to tied.
A few days later two elegantly dress
ed ladles were sitting In a first-class
compartment of a train de luxe, speed
ing toward Moscow. Arrived In that
suite In Hotel du Krem, signing the
register as Mme. la Countcsee Vern
von Labanow, with companion.
In the afternoon the countess ordered
a carriage with footman nnd was
driven to the famous store of Dutelller
l-'leres. Followed by her companion
nnd footman she entered the store and
the proprietor himself was soon boxy
showing her hls most expensive fur
cloaks, ax madame had said that the
price was Immaterial- to her, but not
one of them pleased.
"Why, to buy a cloak of sable for
1,000 roubles I had never needed to
travel all' the way to Moscow," she
said, looking Immensely bored. > ;. .1
The proprietor whispered something
to a clerk, and a magnificent blue fox
cloak was spread out! before the coun
tess, who Immediately bought It for
3,800 • roubles.
"I want you to wrap It up and give It
to my footman,” sho said,-ns she took
out her check book and made out a
check for 3,800 roubles, on the Moscow
branch of the C’rcdft Lyonnais.
The proprietor, seeing the cheek, be
gan to feet a little uneasy—so many
checks were returned as not good—but
he did not want to offend a good custo
mer by refusing to take her check.
Then an Idea struck him, and. asking
the countess to excuse him while he
looked after the wrapping up of the
cloak, he went to the telephone, and.
calling up the bank, where he was told
that Countess Labanow had a huge
sum on deposit and the bank would
honor her check for 3,800 roubles whci
ever presented.
Two minutes later Jie personally , ir-
rled the parcel to the waiting carriage,
and having ordered the coachman to
drive to the palace of the governor
general, the countess drove oft.
But when Dutelller Fleres the nut
morning presented the check at the
Credit Lyonnais they were dumbfound'-
cd to hear that a young lady had al
ready caihed a check for a similar
amount ladorned by the firm sun tnat
half
withdrawn the rest of her deposit ca
person. . '
When the police Investigated they
found that when tile countess too*
roa r h nt the Hotel du Kreia sos um
pro««-ited a genuine oasspen. r-.t :• -<
she had paid her bill with a itU.-. L
rouble note and been very- liberal with
Iter tips. An account had been opened
fur Countess Labanow nbout tu<> days
;ty. they hired the most expensive previous In the Credit L:
ills.
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