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THE ATLANTA GEORGIAN.
SATURDAY, NOVEMBER in. w*.
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LETTERS FROM . GEORGIAN READERS ON TIMELY TOPICS
THE POLITICAL OUTLOOK.
To tie Editor ol Tho'Oonrgtan.
It how look* that William Ilandolph
llrarnt bn* boon ilefontcd In Now York,
which, to my mind, I* tho greatest pollt
lent cjluiulty of tho paid twenty year*.
Urfonuer*, however, have the following
Urge "rrnmli* of comfort:" Opposed by
every newspaper In New York except hit
own. fought and bitterly assailed by every
prominent leader of hla own party, he car-
riel New York city, tho seat and strong
hold of tho trusta, and the grent money
ort,'or of our republic, by n splendid ami
magiilltecnt majority. A more superb light
was never won or lost, and those tools of
«|so inl luleresls," Democrats and Itepub-
It-rivl otiil aeiite liefore there rich and eml-
iiviitty stitisded farmers of New York slate
lieglii to feel tho tension. They own and
oiiemte vast estates which yield tlieui
(ileiity mill bring them riel, remuneration
under the benimeenee of providence, and
they are deaf to the erica of the less for-
iuuiite for n change, nisi will connt their
wallings us Insincere, until their own |nitrl-
tnnnv Inis In-en touched by ttie blight, uuil
herein lies the secret of Mr. Ilenrst's de-
i indorse heartily your recent editorial,
"llearst Now ami Hereafter," and am
grieved nt the nttltmlo of Tho Atlanta
Journal, which deserve, anil wnt aceorded
.tii-fi signal honor for It* gnlluiit, light and
victory In a similar cause In lleorgla—Unl
by the slate's ablest ablest and most 'pa-
trloth- stiitesmiin—Hoke Smith, now at-
trintditig to minimise and discredit the ef-
i Atlanta nowapaper's
erlilrlsm of tho Georgia numwlrn. The
Journal "won Itn .pun" vaUautly, bat spurs
■| unsightly appendages for nay one save
HEAR3T, AS SEEN BY A
YOUNG “DEMOCRAT.”
■OHUSSSSP liegun, aha will
And that tho plaudits of her admirers will
soon |nilc, and "lilies that feater smell far
worse than weed.." I like The Journal, and
have read It regularly for nearly a score
el years, bat It can not command my ad
miration and bent n retreat along the path
"f Its most glorious warfare.
- - ‘ politics
have, pol -— —
■Ht_.JP fairness, and In the
for this we can not give place to
"wards nor withhold honor from whom ft
S due. With beat wishes, I am .jour; very
rul.v, BEN A. NEAL.
THE GREATEST CUR8E.
To the Editor of The Georgian:
In n recent Issue of The Georgian
you contrast Ham Jones and Tom Wat
son and speak of Mr. Jones us a great
success and Mr. Watson as a failure.
Sixteen years ago Mr. Watson em
braced and denned the principles of
the Farmers" Alliance, for which he
wus politically ostracised by both the
political parties of the United States
to the extent of not allowing him to
hold the office to which he was elected
by an overwhelming majority of the
votes of as Intelligent a constituency as
Georgia can boast.
During bis one term of service In
congress which the dominant party al
lowed him to hold ho Inaugurated a
system of legislation which has revo
lutionised the must extensive and com
plex organization In existence (the
United States postal system): has rov-
olutloned public opinion upon the
subject of the national currency, of the
election of United States senators by
the people, the government ownership
of public utilities; all this In sixteen
years. In spite of the most determined
opposition of the Democratic and Re
publican parties.
When Bookef Washington wits trav
eling over the' country and telling the
negroes that they lmil accomplished
mpre In thirty years than the Latin
race had done In one thousand, there
was but one man who had the courage
to puncture that Inflated puff-ball, and
wheif Bishop Turner, In his speech to
the negroes In Macon, told them that
the United States fleg was a dirty
rag, It was Mr. Watson who punctured
the purr-bull and the Inflated gks-bag;
the political newspapers of both par
ties, afraid of ofTendlng the negroes,
were as silent as the grave.
When on exciting political campaign
starts It Is customary to oil up the
slander mill and run It to Ita full ca
pacity, but In these past sixteen years
of bitter political strife no whisper of
suspicion has been heard against Mr,
Watson'* private character, but on the
contrary all admit tha,t hla private life
Is as strictly virtuous and aa rigidly
honest as that of Cato of Utica, and In
every relation flic Is a gentleman to h!s
Anger nails.
And now his countrymen stand with
bared heads and proclaim him the
ablest publicist, the wisest and most
philosophical statesman of the nine
teenth century. If this Is failure, may
my posterity to the latest generation
be failures.
JOHN H. TRAYLOR.
LaGrange, Go.
FREE SPEECH
To the Editor of Tho Georgian.
W. A. Johnson, a Hodallst, thinks that
the rights of free speech are abridged when
Socialists are not permitted to speak In
the streets, and. with ranuy protestations
of the rights of the Individual, contends
In The Georgian for the ••freedom of
speech of every Individual, at all times aud
places.” Now, when u Hoclallst*speaks with
enthusiasm of the rights of tho individual,
It Is well to be suspicious. And *
nect that Mr. Johnson’- '*"*»•— H -
cnthuslnsw for
Iron npereh Is restricted to nn eagerness
for the freedom of oral speech only “at
all times and place*.” . .
Fervor in the cause of freedom of writ
ten speech ”»t all times and plates" Is
not a conspicuous characteristic of Hoclal-
lets. They are ttriu believers In the rights
K,ljtnp of The Atlanta Georgian: I of the postofflee. Ilut Lysandcr Spooner,
i have been u careful reader of your edl* I n philosophical anarchist* stoutly asserts
total, In Tho U t 1 eorgUu itiK'e It* T.lrtb. tl.pt W UKwtsl) kssifel. dsbsrs « man
> In Tho Georgian since
may thlhk this n strange topic
"tilt h to write, nevertheless. It will need nil
tic* genius of innnklnd, nil honesty, nil
fyew and nil everything that a human can
«!<> tH f.no It is settled. Here It Is: Had
vnii ever thought of liquor traffic, gam-
i’lhig? Yes, you hate. But Mr. Editor,
rtj ‘ >lii In no more than n gnat on an
|"*nst|y kinky headed half coons. Ilut It Is
practiced and will continue until
t ils country 1s brought to everlasting
•lianiH, and will fall down, down, down,
uni.** separation saves ns. There la a
h«»;k mllcd ‘*Tbe Negro a Ileast/ by Car-
t*>ll. which Is as true as gospel, but you
can t K"t one preacher out of one hundred
t" imiii at It with oue eye shut.
•\f*a!'l to be convinced, blame It.
I nm not In favor of the negro going
North, tint I nut In favor of him leaving
'*•" But uot to any other country of
? h" white rnce should ho go. The wicked-
nc** „r it would be a curse more damnable
Jpj! any move that could We made by
’""I * people.
" iih luck to you, Tonf Watson and W.
• llearst, the leaders of the common peo-
Pi". I nr
DAYS OF MY CHILDHOOD.
By Augusta Wall.
11 I "un a child, lu happiness wild,
gathered sweet meadow flowers—
i.iil-K with golden urns and feathery ferns,
And oxalls from leafy bowera;
1 ‘lays were fair, with sweets lu the air
"afted from dewy tnorasses,
1 I he tangled feu-I waa happy then,
"nr,tiering through tall, whispering
grasses.
An! mi ttie green award, o’er knolla alop-
. lug bard,
... ''•bnbed, unheedlug the Inrk's cry;
” ■'!tchwl butterflies flit, with their wlnga
. vunllt,
Li( k n sjHH ka of gold Hgalnst the sky:
relentless tides Ijorue, on tho days
‘ froi
r''"IKilted with
i nun sure,
1 ; >lr In beauty's alluring light.
Innocent, the world enchantment,
, , if h iH-autlful flowers and bright;
•‘id no feara that the coming years
/lattam with shadows or night,
v l ife» son I tossed tempestuously.
-Mi'I the skies are changed to gray—
with broken oar to reach the shore,
°u» deluged lu briny spray.
" f U1 y childhood, flowery wtldwood,
« t.mk through the turimlent main,
nu niy soul now yearns for flower# and
. r b*r«»»
T /j‘ "til* my heart weary of palu;.
,r r, ‘ h rest. I know, on the unseen shote,
t. ‘/t billows surging nmi dark,
ow "franil «f Beautiful# Loud,
l safely | N > anchored my bark.
thanks - from the Germans.
«r the right of employing inch a raeueuger
us he prefers nhrltlge* Ills freedom of
.neeeli. Mr. Joho.on, the Moelnllst. would
probably tell Mr. Spooner, tbe susrehlst,
that the proper plseo “*t .11 tiroes” to
mail his written speech Is the irntnlfln-.
Yon see the Mint: A Socialist shonbl be
free to dlatrlbnte his oral, speech nt all
"places.” To deny him this right lg tyran
ny. Ilut the Individualist should not ho
free to distribute his written speech at all
"places." To deny him this right is not
tyranny. How could It ho. when It Is So
cialistic to do so? The proper "place" for
tho distribution of written speech Is s gor-
ernment postoflirc.
Mr. Johnson, tho Socialist, writes: "The
Socialist* do not wish to Intrude their
views on tho public by speaking on tho
streets, but when they seek to use the
streets In an orderly manner and And them
obstructed by the imlicc. they are simply
within their constitutional rights, not ns
Socialists, but ns Individuals, lu demsud-
lug n removal of tho obstruction."
Now, Mr. Spooner, tbe anarchist, would
f irobnbly rephrase the nhore outburst of
ndlgnsllon so ns to read: "The Individ-
ualltts do not wish to Intrnde their elows
on tbe public by writing with their liens,
but when they seek to use their pen* In
uu orderly manner and And them obstruct
ed by the police, they are simply within
their constitutional rights, not ns Individ
ualists, but as Individuals, In demanding a
Collier’s Weekly, In Its Innue of Octo
ber 13, presents an article from one of
Its correspondents, In which the writer
charges Hearst with seeking notoriety,
giving this as the reseon that he has
so often been q benefactor to human
ity. Again, the writer In Collier's
charges Hearst with egotism, saying It
dn "I” always with Hearst. That Is
exactly the trouble. We hnvo had too
many silent partnerships: we need
some good old-fashioned *T’s" like An
drew Jackson. It Is about time we
were dispensing with the “we's,” about
whom we know nothing and getting nn
“I” like Hearst, who falters at nothing
that promises to be a public good. A
man to whom, "equal rights to all and
special privileges to none.” Is some
thing more than a hollow phrase to be
hauled out and preached ns occasion
may demand. A man who will make
this principle warp and woof of his
being, and who has the courage nnd
backbone to stand by and fight for this
principle until corporate gold and cor
porate Interests have lost their power
to turn the golden stream of pure man
hood Into the slums of graft and cor
rupt politics.
May It not be that "Hearst, the si
lent,” is Just such u man, and that In
him Democracy will yet have a cham
pion who has the power and the will to
achieve for her greater success and
lead her to a more magnificent victory
than the most sanguine have dreamed.
Whatever may be the outcome of the
New York election, Hearst Is still a
mighty power In a worthy cause. He Is
looming upon tho political horizon a*
the giant who single-handed dares
fight the hydra-headed trusts, and with
the might of his strong arm would
strike them away from the public till.
For such a champion there can be
no failure. He may never be elected to
office, but his tight Is not lost.
YOUNG DEMOCRAT.
Atlnnta, On.
A VIRGINIA TRIBUTE
TO 8AM P. JONES.
To Tbe Editor Atlanta Georgian:
Your recent editorial upon the death of
Georgia’s lamented Christian soldier de
serves the praise of sll who knew nnd
loved the brave sgnl, who now recta In
the realm of eterual light and peace.
Though I wus never personally acquainted
with Mr. Jones, I have heard him preach
In his Inimitable atyle, nnd have nlwnya
honored him far hla sublime moral courage
THE GENEVOLVE FROM HIGH
OLYMPUS TO WALL STREET
.Dedicated to SUSAN B. ANTHONY.
MENTAL SCIENCE VS. THE NEGRO.
To the Editor of The Georgian:
The human brain may be distinctly
divided Into three divisions, to-wit:
Intellectual, moral and animal. The
brain Is only a physical organ, and Is
the only organ of the mind. The brain
Is also divided Into cells.
The mind occupies these cells and
remains In them as long as tjiere Is life.
The relatlvp power of the mind may
bo known by the contour of the brain,
the contour of the brain may be known
by tbe contour of the skull, and thus
determine to a reasonable degree of
certainty the power of the mind of the
Individual. The Intellectual faculties
lie over the eyes and In tho front part
of tho head. The negro Is low In this
region, nnd hence his low life and des
perate action. The moral faculties lie
on top of the head, causing that part of
the head to be high, long and broad.
The negro haa only one of the faculties
of this region full, towlt, the emotional
faculty, and hence Ills song and devo
tion. The animal faculties lie,in nnd
uround the back part of tint head and
between the ears. He has these facul
ties full, and hdnee his animal actings.
The anlmul and the moral should be
under the supervision of the Intellec
tual; but with the negro this l» not
true. The animal I* the strongest part
of his nature. So, It follows In dealing
with him, we must treat him largely
as an animal; Just so long as his ani
mal nature dominates the intellectual
and the moral. He cannot be launched
Into a high degree of civilisation all at
once unless his Intellectual and moral
nature can be made to dominate all at
once He has the same number of
mental faculties as his superior races—
perhaps, but his bruin cells are not
Ailed with the same mlmLi His present
hope Is not In his head, but In his hand.
He may be brought to our civilisation,
Sit he will be to bring: be will never
come alone. *'• *»•
Toccoa, Ga.
EVELYN NE8BIT THAW
AT THE AGE OF 17.
tho exhibit was for foreign artists, but
tbe enthusiasm seemed greater this year,
for these pictures mean much to patriotic
Duv” the great ancces# that It woo.
I also desire to
Koi-lty. Of iibtnt*. I was *ie
•7 a ruBinlttrr of oue to express to
«i»*ir very high appreciation of the)
l]ln*rnl contribution of Uio state** of I
' •*r«i*»* (iramnla making "tiermen
appreciation of Jla; rj.urt.-.y am a
fiublisblns my speech m full. I ileaireu
[™ published. «■ 1 believed It was timely
and would *lo g<*"l.
With naaurnnee of my tery kind regard#,
beg to mnslB. .
. Yours very truly,
eiKire of I KR.VKMT C\ KOSTZ,
••German . .Nor. K
of prulne for the Iteanty of this unfortu
nate young girl. Carol! Beckwith, the ar
ttst to whom It he longs. Is well known In
Atlanta, where he obtained a gold medal
lu 1885-
Three of his paintings are here exposed
—one, a model, named ■imply ••Helen/’ but
which might suggest "Battle, Murder and
Madden Death/’ In tbe days of long ago,
when one of her namesakes loved the flat
tery and strife of men for her own beau
ty's nake. Tkltf "Helen” 1s often mistaken
for Evelyn Nesble Thaw It one looks' upon
her without n catalogue, as CaroII Beck
with’s pictures’ are all marked with hla
name In gilt on tbe frames of each pic
ture.
She Is a woman of twenty-two or twen
ty-three, with rippling dark hair and a
peach of a face fn coloring, but It Is ah-
solutely toneless and almost insolent, with
a cruel inoutli, matching the scarlet of her
gown. Another Is a senii-nnde picture of
11 young girl, whose Age Is turned uwuy
to exhibit tier perfect shoulders, of a milky
Whiteness and exquisite linen, Evelyn
Thaw hangs Inconspicuously in "
loom, where the golden lights of ____
noon sunshine fall upon her flower face—
the face that has been Iter undoing and
the delight of her adorers. Hhe Is here
... . - n0ceD | »j r | t on ||, 8
. _ __ , unacquainted with
tbe tolls of sin and sorrow and tragedy
which have followed olid crushed her III
their cruel folds, and which will soon send
her .forth liefore the trubunnl of tho coun
try, a pathetic figure. In the picture, she
% dressed as a school girl, a cardinal red
Jacket over a dark waist, with plnhled
skirt; tbe costume of a girl whose tastes
nru young aud unstudied. Her hair Is
dark and worn in liesutlful soft waves nnd
tied with black rlbtsms, lieklud her very
small ears. The "flower face” Is here In
the bud, but the wotulurful promise of
lieauty, rare aud strnuge, Is all too evi
dent. In the long dark eyes there ore
wondrous possibilities fn fbelr still slum-
tiering depths of flame nnd Are nnd trag
edy. The, red mouth Is too full, but
sweet uni womanly, nnd all unknown to
tbe kiss that kills. The face Is puzxllog
and without much character, and aa yet no
history. There Is a suggestion of longing
lu her dark eyes, which might afford a
clew to the future which was so near.
•She has liegun her career as flu artist’s
model barely, for she is almost a child-
only a iMwutlful young gtri. without
money, without n guiding hand. The
story Is soon fcnl*h»*d—nn artist’s studio,
the flatterer. Hie flowers, tbe gifts, sup
Pera, wine >ml—desolation. ... _ •
NEW YoItkKK.
and ilcvntldu to doty.
Ills wan 11 personality which commanded
respect from Intelligent aenuulutnuces,
nnd won the warmest love of friends. As
n native Georgian. I mu proud to claim
such a man an n fellow-citizen; ns n Chris
tian I rejoice Hint such a life was passed
In our midst. Thousands lu our great na
tion have thanked God for htom Jones,
through whose mlnlatry they were Jed to
Christ. But like all earnent souls, he met
obstacles In hla path and encountered
at times the most hostile criticism, which
his terse phrase, "the hit dog yelps,"
readily explains.
Christians are Judged by their fruits. I
am sorry to say that now and then u gospel
minister hurled his disapproval at the va
liant D. 1>. (Devil Driver), but If these
hostile preachers’ lives were brought before
the ntaudsrd above the result would Inevi
tably la- to show them' us barren, fruitless
stewards, 'whose talent lay In tho earth
wrapped In a uapkln.
Mum Jones In dettd? No longer will bin
keen sarcasm cleave through the dunk
of sham to disclose the hidden vice; 110
longer will his earnest pleudlng melt tbe
hardened sluuer’s heart; no lotiger will
downtrodden humanity feel the Tmltu of
his wonderful sympathy that found ex-
presslon lu bis last uohiu deed In affording
relief to n poor stricken consumptive.
Men may preach beautifully worded ser
mons studded with rhetorical gems, but
the result Is not slwayn certain. An able
theologian might bewilder the mind by Ids
learning; but Mom Jofles couiprcsaed vol
umes of truth lu nn epigram and sent Its
polut deep Into the bearer’s heart, there
to remain aud bear frnlt. 1 never heard
him uttrr a sarcasm for Ita own effect,
but every dart won bfcrbed with life giving
power and truth- Pew have laughed at Ids
sullies without observing the earnest truth
which they garbed.
Already I have read disparaging com
ments from men from whom Much thrusts
were not expected. But tbe men who op
posed him will have perished Into oblivion
when a rentnry has but endeared IJje mem
ory of Hutu I*. Jones to the hearts of Geor
gians.
To his bereaved family our hearts go out
In dee|»est sympathy, for If only friends
feel the blow what moat It have been to
But the same hand that led him
many hard battle* against evil will
tenderly soothe the wounded hearts of his
loved ones.
IVaee to his ashes? At the foot of the
cross he received Ids commission, nnd after
tnany years of dally struggle against ov
whelming odds he. by Ills Mavlour’s aid,
goes to bis eternal rest In every sense a
victor; and already bis derated spirit has
Because a woman, fair and tall.
Rejected pioua old Saint Paul,
An edict from the Vatican
Waa sent to all the tribea of man,
Who flung a banner to the skies,
On which was written, "Disfran
chise.”
And swearing by the Great-He-Goat,
No womankind shall ever vote.
About the time when that edict
. Wan uttered to unlettered men,
The pagan world waa rich In myth,
And truth waa hard to And.
Old Bacchus held the reins of state
And ran hie Congress with a Jug ,
Jn spite of all the cranks of Fate
That whirl tho star-Ut zodiac,
And drew hla checks on Juno's mint
To puy Pondora'e way to Earth.
With heaven’a “Bteeatnga in dis
guise,”
For men who ”aee and walk by
x Faith/’
Arachne-goddess of the loom,
Was wearing veils for pious nuns
To hide the spots Nemesis left
And hoodwink all except the priest.
And Terpsichore, with nimble feet
Was dancing at Olympic balls
Without a corset, shoe or hat,
While Pan made music on the reeds,
And drank the nectar of the gods.
And Venus, heaven’s fairest maid,
Set every Camp and Court on Are
While playing hfde-and-scek with
Mars—
The handsome pagan god of war
Who nought to win her for his bride
And change her silver light to gold.
Old Neptune with a conch-shell Aeet
Was shipping gar-Ash to Hades,
While Vulcan forged the thunderbolts
To drtye old Satan from the realm
Where pious thugs paid cunning
priests
To wreck the bridge across tho Styx,
And block the route to “Brimstone
L^ke,”
And save their souls beyond the
grave.
About that time the sons of gods
Were stealing wives on mother Earth,
To rear a race of giant thugs
To crush the Lilliputian world.
But evolution gave the wink.
And sent a rumor on ahead
To place the Aag of ridicule
Upon the throne of pagan myth.
And when the telescope was iflode.
To search for mansions In the sky—
Tho pagan gods could not be found.
But notwithstanding all of that,
Descendants of those very gods
Are trading on this earth right now
Aitho' "Incog.” The cloven hoof
Is seen where darkness meets the
light
By men who watch and pray—
Those cunning Imps of mammon’s
realm
Now hide among the golden rods
That hedge the harvest llelds of man.
They reign no more by "Right Div
ine,”
But hire pilots by th* Job—
To steer commerce—stronger force.
Than church, or state has ever been,
With Combine, Syndicate and Trust,
They corner sugar, meat and wheat,
And everything we use, and eat,
' Like Joseph did for Pharaoh
In a land of "pious crime.”
And when they want to build a church
On Uncle Ham’s West Point estate,
T!.,’> • ••ml ;i .Man milr t«> tin* Pope
Across the broad Atlantic deep.
Without a wire, line or post,
Or touch a button on wall! street.
And presto—change—Pugoda stands
Without taxes or debate—
And when they want "Indemnity”
For a "Book Store”—Uncle Sam,
To pacify their greed for gold.
Makes congress foot the bill.
And when they want to Issue bonds
To build a railroad round the earth,
Or saturate their thirsty stock—
From an Isthmian canal,
They call the “Jumbo Doctrine” up,
(The ghost of our Western Maine)
And then we hear the cannon roar
Amid the Isles of Spain.
Let all the nations of tho earth
Forget their creeds that lead to war,
And Huperstltion, old and grim.
Go back to chaos-Btyglan night—
From whcnco It came to dwarf the
• brain.
And let the sun of science shine
On every land—In every clime,
Where noman use the ballot box,
To make men good, and free.
—R. M. TENCH.
Benola, Ga.
HOW IT HAPPENED IN NEW YORK,
To the Editor of The Georgian:
As a New Yorker visiting your city,
let me thank you for your most force
ful editorial on "How it Happened In
New York.” It Is one of the best I
ever hail tho pleasure of reading.
Mr. Hearst has lost, but is not de
feated, and the people of New York
will love him more for the great tight
he has made. I remain.
Yours very truly.
EDWIN LITTMANN.
New York, N.,Y.
LINES TO A FRIEND.
The violets you gave me yestererc
Are withered and faded now.
But their fragrance lingers still
As the memory of a vow
Made by some departed friend
On a silvery yesternight.
The while his wistful eyes
Revealed a holy light.
THE CITY TAX ASSESSMENTS
To the Edftor of The Georgian:
There appears to be something wrong In
the awaamenta of Atlanta city property.
A careful examination shows that tho
amount assessed against some fifty (50) tax<
payers, who pay on orer seventy-live thou
sand dollars (Sit,000) Is about nine millions
of dollars (89,000.000). In making this esti
mate all estates, companies, partnerships,
etc., nnd corporations are excluded. There
are six (6) u»e» Included In this list, who.
If assessed full value, would be found to
have over 89.000,000 of property. In other
words, these six meu have property that is
worth on the market today ss much as
tbe whole fifty are assessed for. Not long
since on additional assessor was put Into
office at a salary of 81,800 per annum.
Without going Into details ss to the Indi
viduals referred to. tnke tbe two prluclpsl
hotels uot Included lu the <‘»timst‘**f the
Kimball House Is assessed at 8500,000. ^ It
Is said to be worth on tb* market today
more than one million dollars; the Pied
mont Hotel Is assessed «tltHOOO. The
ground It stands on Is -worth 8*00,000. As
the city government seems to be ran for
Hi re the masses could enjoy a
half hour’s rest at the noon hour. The
free lunch was then prohibited, resulting
In hundreds of cheap restaurants and dives
springing np all over the city. The late
not was made the excuse to take away
nil thq setts In every saloou In the city.
The hotels and clulni still have chairs, sofas
and lounges, but these are really Intended
for tbe guests and members. The average
men and women who visit the city do not
go to these places. There is literally no
place for a countryman to sit down. A
cltlcen of Atlanta recently bad s friend
to visit him—he did not wish to keep him at
his house sll the time—he wished to show
him around. This citizen has publicly stated
that he took his frleud to tbe barber shops
and they shaved three times a day in order
to get ji place to sit down.
Make the tax lists right and there will
be ample money In the city treasury to
prorble parks and public bouses for all
tbe people and tho visitors.
CITIZEN.
Ah, violets, so modest and tender.
Ever moat dear you will be—
And, for ull that you were and ar
And forever will mean to me,
I bequeath you a love unending
Through time nnd eternity:
For,
Though faded, your beauty stlU chan
Though withered, your fragrance _
■west.
And twill Indeed bo heaven at last,
When your soul and mine shall meet.
BJIss and contentment.
Keen anguish and pain.
Are what wo feel,
Yet cannot explain.
Still,
Could I bo with you
Fore’er and a day,
I would liko to repeat,
I will love you for aye—
And 'twere the voice of an angel,
Should you whisper, you may.
But,
If my wish should offend,
Pray turn not away, fv
For love Is no sin, « *
Though It leads me astray *
Into paths you forbid—
Into ways that nre wrong—
Where there’s nothing of beauty
And never a song
To quell my heart-agony.
Thrice bitter and long.
Then,
May I live on
Through each night and each d«r.
Repeating my vow,
I will love you for aye:
Through the darkness of Death-
Through Eternity’s long day—
May I sing—aye forever,
I will love you for *iyc.
—CALVIN F. CARLTON.
A SOUTHERN MOVEMENT.
white man; and It should be
less than a duty, to rondi
which Is neded for the protn
privilege.
tloi
a U
•d r»c
ml truest
th»» for
A NEW POULTRY POPCORN.
(lone, thou good nnd faithful servant, enter
• - - * " **■- *erd."
, _ WM B. HMITH,
I’nfon Theological Seudunry.
Richmond. Vu., Oct. 24, 1908.
AN EPIGRAM.
Love.
Love that Is true sometimes may die;
Lovers, ljear : yc this In mind.
That when away Cupid doth hie,
Some things he sees tho’ be be blind.
—AUGUBTA WALL.
When one comes to eulogise this dead
mu 11. he (’times with failing heart nnd
through « inlst of tenrs. We say that bo la
dead, but wc know that bo has now eternal
life. Wc any that we have burled him,
but we know that his spirit has gone, trt-
ihant. above earth and sky,
. or him let us not question God's wisdom
mid say, why should be bare died? But
cry from tttsnkful hearts, thank God that
he bus lived. For him let not our hearts
lie troubled with the thought, In life we
should have shown to him more honor.
But rather shall we say, his fight was for
his Master, not for men, nml to his Master
turned for apprrfral and for enconrage-
To the Editor of The Georgian:
I have been growing this corn for
eight years. I procured my start of
this variety from an old Indian
northwest Texas. He said poultry fed
pn It would never have cholera, and
I have not lost a fowl with it since I
began growing It. It is an enormous
ylelder; hat. a*large ear and a long
grain, and Is easy to shell. If makes a
large amount of forage, which Is fine
for stock. I think every farmer should
grow a patch of this corn for hfc poul
try. for with this corn and a few
Mammoth Russian sunflower seed you
will always have Rlenty of eggs and
it ml th- reward which must be his I falu
would have a, 1 **'"
He scourged us for our sins nnd we loved
him for It: ho ridiculed our folly slid pic
tured onr fallings with an Iniinitnble sar
casm, nml we lored him, too, for that. We
loved blur because his heart was always
right. We criticised him, perhaps, but our
criticism was not genuine; and while we
criticised we loved him more. God’s man
be whs.
Kam Jones came not from the Hast, nor
from the North, nor from tbe West, but he
sprang from the loins of tbe South: and In
ride for him and her great love she
build here In this city a monument
him a package by mall. It is no easy
to grow and such a good ylelder every
one should grow a patch. If arty one
should write ( for corn, kindly send
postage.
G. D. PEREGO.
Newton, Texas.
With the best eleme
working together to stamp out the evils
which endanger the safety of our women
und the righteous peace of our society nnd
to removy as far ns possible the csuse<«
and occasions of these evils, our women
cau be protected from criminal assault*
and the innocent of both
violence. We have abundant e
every band that tho bout peu|
races are ready and anxious fc
cert of action for such worthy
•ary cods. Yours respectfully.
j. it.
Macon, Ga., September 26, If*
•V both
that shall express her pride, her love, her
honor, her Isstlng affection, a tribute sacred
to her splendid sou.
Men die. ami are forgotten; but not such
men as this. U. A. K.
Decatur, Ga. I
VAST WATER POWERS.
(Manufacturer*’ Record, Baltimore.)
To Its coal supply, more than twice
as great as the combined coal area of
Great Britain, Germany and Pennsyl
vania; to its vast stores of oil and nat
ural gas as supplementary sources of
power and heat and light, the South
adds at least 3,000,000 available horse
power of water powers for utilization
for electrical transmission, also for
power, heat and light. The develop
ment of this vast water power poten
tiality will eventually employ 8260.000.-
000 to 8300,000.000 and )»• equal in
working capacity to 6,000,000 men. It
will make possible construction *>f
thousands of miles of interurban elec
tric roads. It will furnish cheap power
and light for mines and factories, and
create, ns In Switzerland, the highest
forms of skilled mechanical work lu
the mountains of the South, where cli
matic conditions are unsurpassed by
any other section of the world. lu
counting up the rlt hes of the South al-
u.iw Ix-.ii in mind Its wealth of ever-
runnfng streams, where nature fur
nish* •? th** power without price except
for the cost of development.
To the Editor of The Geoc&km.
I am reading your editorials In The
Georgian with deep lntorr«t nud with u
large measure of approval,
II has been made clear to me that what
the I***t element of both tho whites and
the colored races of Atlanta ur«* striving
to do should be taken up ns 11 Southern
movement. The best dement of tbe colored
people want nml deserve the* wholesome ml-
vice, tho protection nnd the leadership of
the best sad wisest nmi justest am’
