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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 zU'i ■r ~ - f ‘ t 1 1 V$// m a ANINTIMA TE VIEW OF SOLDIER AND MAN; LA WYER, BOOKLOVER, HORSEMAN SOMETHING OFHISHOME Ins Julia and putting down mobs In ■ Anderson lives at the old home in Ma- northern Georgia. Every year has con. F EW MEN have been ■ more ■ In the glare- ,of. the .iimftlght In, Atlanta In recent -monthsrth’an Col/ Cllf-i ford L. Andferaon/ comm'dntler of the regiment which stopped a-riot almost ns suddenly aa.lt b^tan. . 4 In these "piping times of peace” It I* given to few officers'd$ 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 __ I to 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. ■■DhEHH