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About The North Georgian. (Cumming, Ga.) 18??-19?? | View Entire Issue (April 2, 1909)
THE NORTH GEORGIA. (SUCCESSOR TO THE NORTH GEORGIA BAPTIST.) Entered at the postofflce at Cum min*, Ga., as second class matter. LABOR WORLD. > A project to organize a labor pro feetlvo league is on foot In Boston, Mass. A general strike of carmen and mo tor drivers has been declared in Bud apest, Hungary. The National Federation of Post office Clerks is planning to erect a home for its aged and worn-out mem bers. There are now eleven railroad or ganizations affiliated with the railway department of the American Federa tion of Labor. Unemployed benefits to the amount of $60,000 were paid by the Cigar makers’ International Union in the last fiscal year. The proposed consolidation of the Central Labor Union and the Federa tion of Labor, of Brooklyn, N. Y., has the appearance of an accomplished fact. A great victory is recorded in fa vor of industrial peace in England by the constitution of a conciliation board for iron founders throughout Lancashire. A general strike of postal and tele graph employes in Paris, France, was called. A number of telephone em ployes and railway mail clerks voted to support the movement. Twenty-three legislative proposi tions indorsed by the Workmen’s Federation of the State of New York will be embodied in a bill to be in troduced in the Legislature. Following the formation of the conciliation board the - Manchester (England) Employers’ Federation of Engineers sought a reduction in the wages of the iron and brass founders. The cotton dispute cost, the Gen eral Federation of British Trade Unions $350,000, and left a balance of $300,000, to which has been added the last quarter’s contribution, amounting to about $50,000. PROMINENT PEOPLE. The Shah of Persia is in financial straits. Ex-President Roosevelt will he his own barber on his African trip. Captain Baldwin and H. H. Clayton will attempt to cross the continent in a balloon. ' Bishop Greer presided at a meeting In Trinity Chapel, New.York City, ip interest qf the child. Dr. Stephen S. Wise in a speech placed the blame for child labor in the South on Northern capitalists. Forced to abandon his concert tour by an attack of rheumatism, Pader ew’ski, the pianist, went to New York City. John Mitchell addressed the con gregation of the Free Synagogue, New York City, on “The Industrial Unrest.” Myron T. Herrick, of Ohio, declined for business reasons the post of Am bassador offered to him by President elect Taft. The Duke of the Abruzzi left Genoa, Italy, for Marseilles, prepara tory to starting on his expedition to the Himalayas. Cipriano Castro informed President Gomez of Venezuela of his desire to return and live as a private citizen, but has not received a reply to the letter. President Taft, Chief Justice Fuller, Governor Hughes, Mayor Mc- Clellan and others took part in exer cises at Carnegie Hall, New York City, in memory of the late Grover Cleveland. President Taft, in an address at memorial exercises in New York in honor of former President Cleveland’s memory, compared his Democratic predecessor with Lincoln in devotion to public trust. The Monthly Examination. Students at Walter H. Page's Col lege of Poetry are required to answer correctly any five of the following six questions at. the end of the first month’s instruction: 1. Should auld acquaintance be for gol ? 2. Where are the snows of yester day? 3. Tell me, where is Fancy bred? 4. Oh, why should the spirit of mor tal be proud? 5. The boy, where was he? (b) And when the sun set, where were they? (1. Breathes there a man with soul so dead? —Puck. Anyone sending a sketch and c.""crlptton may qi Iclclv ascertain our opinion free whether an invention is probably putentable. Communica tions strictly confidential. HANDBOOK ° n Patents sent free, oldest agency for pecurmg patents. Patents taken through Munti & Cos. receive special notice , without charge, in the Scientific jltiteiican. A handsomely illnslrated wooklv. T.arccst cP dilation of any scientific journal, 'terms. Ii year: tour :r?ont hs, sl. Sold by all newsdea.\ r\, ufliiaiti n . .. .. a •Wdltri & | J u f 30 , - r mew uun ” Tench Office. CK F St.. Washlrron. D. C. I nuked a little boy at play, When Winter’s chill had passed away, What made the <ky so soft and blue— Why all things seemed so changed and new? “This day,” he said, ‘‘is Easter morn, And I upon thiH day was born; 80, where the Easter blossoms grow. Through fragrant fields for them 1 go.” He knew the story, broad and free, From Bethlehem and Galilee; And felt his life, in some fair guise. Was linked to their long-hullowed skies. jppte Death a Qoldco (fciWj /Vck >e// Text: “For we know not what we shall be. But we know that when He shall ap pear (when death comes), we shall be like Him.” All the critical hours of life are full of pathos and mystery. No strong man can look upon the youth starting out to make his fortune, upon the girl going toward her bridal al tar, upon an old man holding a little babe upon his knees, like spring sit ting In the lap of winter, without tears and a catch in the throat. But full also of pathos and mystery and hope Is that hour when an old man forecasts the end and prepares for the great adventure. “Of what are you thinking?” a friend asked Edmund Burke just be fore the statesman died. "I was thinking of the first five minutes after death.” All eloquence through oration, or psalm or song, means a full heart, means emotion surging through the soul with all the majesty of a sura lner's storm. In his hour of vision and of hope, therefore, Tennyson’s spirit rose to unwonted heights. Then he wrote his poem of immortality, and expressed the deepest thing with in him when he said: “I hope to meet my pilot face to face when I have crossed the bar.” Man’s Greatest Hope. It is the glory of Christ that He wrought man’s “most joyful Sun day”—Easter—out of earth’s black est event—dyfrfg and’ death. ' Jesus found death altogether terrible. For His generation the grave was horror, blackness and the uttermost of an guish. Death flung a black shadow over the sun itself. Death sent an eclipse over every joy. But if He found death a black cloud He left it a golden gateway, behind which rose the battlements of eternal sunshine in the City of God. He found death standing for a dirge—He left it a paean of hope and victory. He found death’s one color, black; He left the grave covered with Easter lilies that were white and gold. He found men dying toward the worm and the rot ting leaf; He left the soul in death sailing away midst a perfumed sum mer sea, calling back, “I sti!! live!” to those who stood on the earthly shores and signalled midst their tears that soon they w'ould follow after. What men had hoped, Jesus turned to light and certainty. He taught men that God’s latest and best gift was the gift of death and dying. Therefore, these disciples braved the stones, the scourge, the stocks, the martyr’s chariot of fire, because dy ing meant home-going, and death ushered men Into the Father’s house. The old Roman views of the sepul chre dripping with horrors and em blems named the skull and the cross bones, differ from the beauty of Christ’s hope—the many mansions, the eternal youth and beauty and the Father’s house —as frozen clods dif fer from the purple clusters of sum mer, as white snowflakes are unlike red roses in June, as the arctics are separated from the warmth and fer- 'Him That Cometh Unto Me T Will in No W ise Cast Out.” Ije crossed the meadows wet with dew; The violet’s ctioicest nooks he knew; But did not miss the spell divine That came to him from Palestine. One little child, in springtime hours. Came home with burdened arms and flowers. And said: “I've gathered these in play, To celebrate this Easter day.” Warm faith and hope are manifold— The Master’s love is simply told— And down the lengthening path of years, More beautiful its reign appears. —Christian Herald. tility of the tropics. The immortal hope of Christ alone justifies a thou sand times the triumphant progress of Christianity during the last nine teen centuries. The Meaning of Easter to the Nation. No poet, no orator and no philoso pher can ever fully set forth the im portance of Easter for the people of the Republic. Human life is a sol emn and pathetic march. But that golden gateway named birth and the cradle Is not less wonderful than this gateway of death, whose rich drap- DETAIL FROM THE .. From the Painting by Hans Tichy. ery conceals the beloved ones who have gone. How wonderful the procession that has disappeared beyond the horizon during the past few years! Gone our soldiers and statesmen, and heroes of the great war! Gone the N'ew England poets! Gone the orators and jurists! Gone our beloved par ents and a great company of our little children who went singing out of sight. One by one the statesman with his wisdom, the mothers with their beauty, the friends who have counselled, the hoy with his high hopes, the girl with her sweet beauty, disappear behind the heavy curtains. They return no more. The voice is si lent, and the step is still. But the sun sinks only to rise again. Sinking it goes down in light and leaves the rich splendor lingering in the cloud. And Christ, dying, flung back the glorious radiance and left a golden cloud enveloping the grave, and so filled the heart with hope. Hence forth it is given to the Christian hero and patriot, the dying father and mother and friend, to bid all loved ones to turn their eyes away from the grave and cemetery, and to look up standing with rapt expectancy and listening to the voice that falls over the battlements: “Come up hither! I am not dead, but risen into the realms of eternal youth, eternal beau ty, eternal work and happiness.” For one hour in the soul’s summer-land, where the air is never’ dark with tu mult and storm, will repay us a thou sand times for the temptations and struggles and sickness and heart break of this earthly life. The Joy and Beauty of Death. On Easter the one duty of the hour Is to make death beautiful and bright for all young hearts and for all aged ones. Birth is the great mystery. That man should be born at all, and come singing, bounding, laughing, working and loving into the scene, stirs the note of wonder. That man should continue to live is a little thing, but that man should begin to live Is a great thing. Nothing is eas ier or more natural than the faith that this marvelous being shall go on living after death. God has too much treasure invested in man to permit him to die. That Infinite Power and Love and Wisdom and Beauty named God is surely as wise as we are. But we do not build a splendid house sim ply to lift a torch upon it as soon as the house is completed. And think you that God builds the soul only to destroy It? —New York World. The First Easter Day and the Blessed Virgin's Address to Her Risen Lord and Son. Frorrl “From Heather to Golden Rod.” “Lo, Thou art indeed my risen Lord! And oh, sweet Christ, Thou art my very son! Thou art the babe once in mine arms was laid, And I beheld Thee die, beloved one; I held Thy bleeding form in mine embrace. When still and cold rained losses on that face. “0 Christ! O Lord! 0 Son of God on high! Thy maiden mother see low at Thy feet; I scarce can gaze upon Thy majesty; Bless, Lord, Thy creature, i do Thee entreat! Oh, ere 1 lose Thee once again, my Son, Place on Thy mother’s soul Thy benison. “Forgot for aye the sword that pierced my heart, The joy that comes from seeing Thee once more Dotli lift me from the lower earth apart; 1 gaze in rapture and in faith adore. Mine eves are open to Th.v majesety! O life divine, Thou life that saveth me!” And speaking thus low at His feet she knelt. He placed His sacred hands upon her head; “My mother, he thou mother to Mine own; Alone on eartii thou must be comforted; And who so dear to them, so close to Me, As thou, sweet mother! So 1 leave them thee!” v p -\r -*. V>. iUUUIU. No Death. I dropped a pansy on her brow: “Pansies for thought, A . And marvelled when they whispered low 1 That she I love was dead. I placed a lily in her hand; “An Easter hope, I said, >-y i And turned to the invisible, None there, or here, is dead. I laid a rose upon her breast; M; T he'.rtw.'.°Uain 5 I with pur. j*. 1 knew she was not dead. For she was an embodied love. And thought, and purpose .P These, the unseen, eternal things, Sarah' E.'hurton, in the Christum Reg ister. ___ The Glorious Day. Easter is the Emancipation Anni versary of the Christian vor one day of all the year, next to the Advent, that is the most glorious and worthy of signal remembrance It brings with it anew inspiration of faith in God and of perfect assurance in His love for the children of mem Every swelling bud and sprouting leaf reminds us that the life w c conquers death in nature’s realm has its parallel in the Resur i;® c^P 1 n that great central fact of Christten ity—in which we have the assurance of our own spiritual revivification. Christ in us becomes the vitalizing force which lifts us from the dark ness of sin and death unto light-and life everlasting. This old world of ours needs mo Easter cheer. It needs to realize that the risen Christ and the empty tomb have for the whole race a grander and higher significance than any oth er event since time began. It needs to feel that the defeat of King Death and the triumph of King Jesus over the grave* have thrown open thfe gates of life and happiness to all who will enter therein. It needs to grasp the imperishable truth that, when the Son of God burst the bars of death and the grave, He revealed the way of life eternal to all who accept Him and follow in His footsteps. His res urrection was the divine pledge of our own, and the soul that rests upon Him has already risen from the dead ness of sin and begun the life ever lasting. For such, the grave is not an abiding place, but the vestibule of the greater and nobler life beyond. Therefore, at this joyous Easter time, when all nature is rejoicing, let our own hearts join in the songs of praise and gladness. Around us. we see the woods adorning themselves with living green, and the air is reso nant with the song of birds. Over all the earth, wherever the name of Jesus is known, it is the glad emancipation time: Tis the festival of all creation: ('ViT> •it l,otl, xienn ■<•'. a: l_ **ovu, Hiiu fctitc crcduuii imiu.
