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Jnly 19, 1912.
Highest temperature record, 102 In
IMPROVEMENT NEEDED IN THE SYSTEM.
For some six months or more the people of Augusta
have been getting ready to elect a Mayor and six Council
men. It was expected to determine this issue on July 10th,
forget city politics, inauguarate a get-to-gether, commun
ity spirit, and turn the minds and energies of our people
into trade expansion, manufacturing, new industries, and
the upbuilding and development of the city.
Unfortunately, Augusta faces another six months of
constant and steady and persistent political agitation,
having deferred the question of who is to be the next May
or and the new six councilmen until the general election to
be held in December.
Leaving out of question the responsibility for this
year long political campaign that is to be waged in Augus
ta this year, which is deplored on both sides and by all
tactions, may we not discuss the system with some hope of
profit for the future that permits such a condition to arise
in Augusta under any circumstances.
AS A STARTING POINT, the present system of city
registration used in Augusta is inadequate, cumbersome,
expensive and tiresome, and does not accomplish the pur
pose for whioh it was intended. If these things be true,
why not change the old system ? Why not adopt a system
of registration that will accomplish the purpose for which
it is intended and which can be more expeditiously oper
ated 7
It is absurd to go through the form of the present city
registration, dragged wearily out in each ward of the city
for 30 days and not expect many errors and inaccuracies
to creep in.
Why not allow a citizen when ho pays his taxes at the
city headquarters to register or to be automatically regis
tered for the year 7 Why compel a moaningloss second
visit to some registry clerk when the information in regard
to residence and taxes, etc., is already in the possession
of the city authorities 7
In order to accommodate the people it may be advis
able to open registry offices in each ward of the city. But
iB it sensible to keep these offices open 30 days for the tak
ing of a few names a day or of no names a day as may
happen when there is no contest and only a handful of vot
ers are put on the list during the whole period of 30 days?
Under the present system, it costs the city just as muoh to
register 100 names during tho 30 day period as it does to
register 1,000 names. Why not confine the ward registra
tion offices to a period of 3 days or one week at the most ?
Perhaps the most important and at the same time the
most inadequately provided for thing under the present
system of registration is the method of purging the city
registration lists.
If we are to continue the 30 day period of registra
tion, then the city Board of Registrars should be appoint
ed and should work simultaneously during the 30 day peri
od of registration and they should be required by law to
complete their work within 10 days of closing the lists. As
it is now, there seems to be no limit to the time that this
city purging board can sit. The present board can continue
ita operations for the next six months and keep the city
day by day stirred up with its hearings and findings. We no
tice already a disposition on the part of many citizens to
resent the time lost in attending the summons of the board
and the publicity given to the matters of their personal af
fairs. We also notice that out of the great number of cit
izens summonsed before this board that an overwhelming
percentage of them are found to be legally registered IS
IT NOT POSSIBLE TO CONFINE THE WORK OF THE
BOARD TO CASES OF ILLEGAL REGISTRATION RATHER
THAN TO MAKE A DRAG NET INTO WHIOH INNOCENT
PARTIES ARE CAUGHT AND INCONVENIENCED?
The present situation in which the city of Augusta is
involved in regard to its primary system and its method of
registration ought to be handled with a view to the future,
and proper improvements upon the method and system
should be promptly Inaugurated.
The City Council sheuld take up this matter and pro
vide a better and more adequate method of city registra
tion.
N< communication will tie published
In Th He raid unlera the name of the
writer Is ‘lgn©d to the article.
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similar enterprises conducted
either by societies or Individuals.
188 T.
laOw**t temperature record, 61 In 1891.
I»weat this morning. 74.
Precipitation yesterday. 0. normal 0.16.
Savannah River Forecast.
Rainfall report* from the Savannah
river watershed Indicate that a stag*- of
about 2?. feet. wlil ho reached at Augus
ta tonight or Saturday.
K d. bmtoh.
Local Forecaster.
SA VING HIS LIFE
By JOSEPH KEATING.
'‘Something’* happened/* somebody
said, then followed silence.
There were the usual parliamentary
; sixteen men and boys with lighted pH
; lamps In the cage. They had Intended
i going down the shaft In the ordinary
! way. Now they all suddenly feared
1 that they would drop from top to bot
tom.
The winding engine had lifted tho
I carriage with eight in the upper part
I and eight on the lower deck, the bank
! man had pulled back hi* lever to let
| them pass down.
Then a link snapped.
One of the four chain* which rose
1 from four corner* to the winding rooe
fell with a clink upon the iron bon-
I net, and the cage tilted slightly over
I the open black mouth of the shaft.
Rosser and hi* lamp happened to be i
in the bottom section, on the outer
and lower edge of the slope, and the i
Involuntary and unexpected push of
the seven behind him flung him out.
There was only a comparatively smail
gap between the tiled floor and the
lip of the pit; but the nasty lurch had
caused the other* to fall upon him in
a bunch.
When they picked themselves up
they could not find Rosser.
“He've gone down!" they cried in
frenzy. Mount Pit was generally reck
oned to be all a Quarter of a mile
deep.
Rosser would have caught at the
cage floor, only his Tamp wan m one
hand and his drinking Jack In the
other. Both fell faster than he did
at the *-t;irt. He heard the tin smash
ing against the shaft walls, and he
saw his lighted lamp drop swiftly out
of sight beneath him in the darkness
like h falling star fur off in the nlglr.
He had rolled through in aldew:
fashion and as soon as his hands v *
free he found he was clinging to
Iron girder by the extreme tip* o
j his fingers, which made the weight of
his dangling body seem to he heavier
than a ten-ton truck of coal. Be
fore he could strengthen his grip th«
I terrible weight tore him from the gird
er and he was falling again. He knew
Itha.t he could not touch earth for a
! Quarter of a mile.
His second stage of descent carried
him right across the shaft., and he
| dashed Into a girder and knocked him
self sick. His frantic arms became
entangled round a guide-rope in that
corner and held him whilst he bent
hi* head and vomited.
He was sliding down the guide rope
which sawed through his Jacket and
shirt sleeves and flesh Into the bones
of his army. Rut he was so ill that
I he neither noticed this nor the grease
| of the rope burning in hi* wounds like
molten metal. He didn’t know that he
had let go until he struck into an
other girder far below at a totally dif
ferent angle.
He fell backwards and hit against
the winding-rope In tho abaft center.
His arms outstretched behind him
reached the rope first and automati
cally his hands gripped whatever they
touched.
Rosser was thick-set and he&rtv.
Don Juan s Heart
I ace him—-I see Don Juan In his
| chamber at an Immense table with
an Immense goblet of wine in front
of hltn. He Is leaning against the
wall and stretching his long legs to
wards the centre of the stone floor,
staring at his mighty boots, lost In
deep thought
That Is how he looks, the famous
Don Juan. How old may be he? For
ty years or so! Yes, he looks like
forty with his Jet black beard and
glittering hair, and the flaming eyes
with fire of hell In each. Look, how
slender he is, there is not an ounce
'of superfluous flesh on him.
And Don Juan, who was at first
only a product of imagine lon, comes
Ito life. He straightens himself up,
strokes bis hair and beard with his
| hands and says:
“Yes, you Are right. I am forty!
i What about it? Am I not still Don
| Joan? Are not all the women of the
i world lying at my feed ?"
He stands up and smiles—the smile
;of a wicked man, n smile which
touches only his Ups, hut not his eyes
He throws out his chest like a turkey
gobbler. Too well he knows his own
power. Even today he has seen proof
of It. for the beautiful Isabella has
promised to meet him in this spot, in
this very chamber.
He turns about sharply on his heel,
walks five steps across the floor,
turns again and walks back—then
stops and listens.
Hml How strange this Is He
listens agHtn with strained nerves and
not daring to breathe. Suddenly he
discovers that it is a sound he Is miss
ing, something that ought to be heard
-something that has stopped some
where, hut what”
What is it he is misslne now?
Hr stands quite still and listen*,
places his hand upon his chest, star
llrs and turns pule with horror
His heart is not beating!
His heart -his heart! Good Lord.
It is Impossible! He tears open hl«
coat and presses his hand against his
naked breast, against his ribs—no, il
is not beating.
He stands thus for a long whit*
holding his breath. It is lust possible
that it Is merely a pause, and that
the heart will start heating again in
a moment.
No. it Is not beating. Something is
dead Inside, In the wonderful works.
And suddenly he realises that it
must he very long since his heart
was lost It is Just this faithful tick
tack that he ha* missed for many
years Perhaps he has never had any
heart-yes. once-—many, many years
THE AUGUSTA HERALD, AUGUSTA. GA,
Hl» arm* could lift the finest cross
bar lump ever sent up the pit. But
they were all lacerated and bleeding
now, and there was no strength worth
I speaking about left in them. His legs
I helped him. They twisted round the
rope, and he was poised for the mo
ment, clinging to the rope, in the mid
dle of the shaft, like a man on a tor
ture wheel, his body arched outwards
and his face upturned.
He left his hold giving way. He
was clearly conscious of the distance
he would drop. He wished that the
winding engine was pulling up that
! useless cage f t bottom, so that It
\ might eatch him as he fell. He en
vied a man being hanged. The rope.
around his neck would at least hold I
him up after the drop.
He heoarne afraid of the sump, the
deep hole at the bottom where all the ;
mud and watery filth of the pit accu- |
mulated He would sink out of sight 1
forever in the slime of the sump.
He refused to let go of the rope!
He would not fall into the filthy
sump.
All that he had of soul and body
Rosser put into the twist of his legs
around that greasy winding rope. His
backward turned arms dripped terri
ble blood upon his neck and shoul
ders, yet his burning fingers would
not loosen their hold. Even while he
slipped, slipped, slipped—sometimes
slowly—sometimes with a long Jerk
down that frightened him, he could
not let go.
The swaying became more wild and
hampered Rosser increasingly. It
flung him almost against the shaft
walls. He could not understand why
the rope should be swinging so viol
ently. He did not know that it was
moving upwards—slowly for a me
nu nt. then swiftly. Whilst he was
slipping down the rope was flying up,
dangling him to and fro and round and
round until the sickening thing made
him forget the slime and filth of the
sump. He would let go and drop. It
was easier than swinging in that hor
roble fashion.
He heard a roaring, rattling sound,
and saw light flashing down past him.
His hands and legs had refused t>
let go. They wanted to have his life.
Besides, the swaying had ceased. The
light was coming up again slowly.
That, too, stopped when It came op
posite him; and he saw a cage full of
phantoms carrying lighted pit lamps,
gibbering nt him and reaching out to
'capture him. They had caught the
rope and were pulling it towards them.
Three of them clutched at his legs and
dragged him from the rope. He
thought he was falling backwards into
the shaft, but found himself being
hauled to the cage-floor amidst sma 1
1 pieces of coal and drippings of tram
\ oil, and became slowly aware that
i the phantoms were personal friends of
his. Williams was kneeling over ex
aming him.
“A couple of nasty cuts,” Williams
! said, cheerfully “But not so bad.
, Rosser. We thought you was in bit*
I We wa» coming down to gather you
up."
By Harold Tandrup.
&ko. It was only when his heart dis
appeared that he became Don Juan,
the Invincible, with a firebrand in hU
eye and an Icy smile about hi* llpv,
the dreadful Don Juan, who ha* omy
a shrug; of his shoulders for the unfor
tunate women who have Riven him
love and received only scorn and
contempt In return. Don Juan has
no use whatever for a heart.
But, still! He crosses his arms and
ponder*. Once he did possess this
heart, though—let us see! He counts
on hi* fingers and mumbles names.
Marla? How was it with Marla?
Did he not swear by his heart then,
twenty years ago, that he would be
faithful to her? Faithful! He spites
contemptuously—K sounds ridlculou* —
aiul still. Did he not give his heart
to fair-haired Maria as a pledge of
his love—and forgot it?
He snatches up his hat and rushes
into the street. The city is old. The
people do not move; they sit like
stolid clam* on the post where tho
Lord put them, and Maria is surely
still living in the old house at tho
gate. Don Juan is stubborn, now ho
does want his heart, though he haj
no use for it whatever.
But the house is not there, only a
pile of ruins shows the place where
fair Marla lived. The children are
playing among the brick piles; they
do not even know her name.
Hon Juan stops an old woman walk
ing past. With her cane she points
to the convent. The noble gentleman
must look for Marla there—yes, il
was a very sad story. There was a
man who was faithless to her long
ago. and that though he pledged his
heart to her.
The old woman holds out her
trembling hand and asks for a mita in
the name of the Lord but Don Juan
pushes her aside and walks away
with long stride.
Don Juan stands before the grate
inside the convent On the other aid"
the grate a black veiled figure ap
proaches. It is Sister Marta.
"Woman.” says Don Juan, gruffly,
"you have my heart. Give it hack t>
me!”
"Do you remember that." she ask*.
'Then you have not really forgotten
little Maria at the gate?"
"Give back my heart," says Dot
Juan, in a voice of command. He is
no friend of superfluous words.
A white. trembling hand gives
something to him through the grat
lng. He takes hold of It. It is really
his heart; It flutters in his hand, liks
a little seared bird.
He leaves the convent without
j thanking her, thinking as always only
’of himself, and when he reaches tho
street he presses the fluttering heart
Ito his ear and listens. How It beats.
■ If it were only Inside my bosom now.
ihe thought.
And suddenly the heart was once
! more back in its old place.
But at the same moment Don Jua-i
is changed. The glow In his eyes
dies out, the evil smile about his Ups
vanishes He walks with head bowed
down and he sighs, old memories
come back to h,m. Everywhere .ie
sees little Maria, fairhaired and gen
tle. There were no other women like
her.
A boy comes rushing up to him and
says that a noble lady is waiting for
him in his chamber. Don Juan must
come right away.
But Don Juan shakes his head.
W'hat does he care for the strange
lady—let her go whence she came.
What does he care for Isabella, when
It Is Maria he wants?
Don Juan walks across the fields
with long,' thoughtful strides. Poor
Don Juan, he has recovered his heart,
and he can never love again, he can
never love anyone but her who gave
him back his heart, her whom he can
never get.
Don Juan becomes a monk.
EMORY COLLEGE NEWS
Social News and Personal Items o»
Interest
Emory College, Oxford, Ga.—Misses
Annie and Jessie Dickey have been visit
ing friends in Atlanta.
Misses Rose and Emtlise Wooo, of At
lanta. are visiting the Misses Dickey.
Miss Mary Starr has returned from a
visit to Miss Mary Render, of Green
ville.
Mrs. H. H. Stone and daughters, Em
malize and Susanne Elizabeth, are
spending S'me time with relatives in
Athens.
Mrs. George R. I»ehr has returned
from Augusta, where she spent some
time with friends.
Mrs. C ,C. McKnight and daughter,
Marguerite, of Fenoia, are visiting the
Misses Williams on Branhan Heights.
Miss I.ouise Loehr. who attended La-
Grange Female College the past session,
and who has since been with friends In
Atlanta, has returned to Oxford for the
remainder of tuc vacation.
There was a family reunion at the
home of Mr. D. T. Stone, last Sunday,
it being Mr. Stone's sixtieth birthday.
Besides the members of the family who
live here, Mr. and-Mrs. D. T. Stone, Miss
Burt Stone, and Messrs. Joe, Henry and
Emory Stone, mere were present. Mr.
and Mrs. W, T. Hamilton, Mr. and Mrs.
C. W. Stone, and Mrs. W. P. Stone, of
Atlanta, and Mr and Mrs. J. P. Hyatt
and children, Lilian and J. . Jr of Sparta.
Messrs. Fielding Dillard and Lowery
Stone have returned from Fort Valley,
where they have been packing peaches
since commencement. Mr. Miles Dil
lard remained with the packers and is
now stationed at Warm Springs.
Mr. Robert Bowen, of Macon, has
been visiting Mr. Fielding Dillard and
together they have gone to join the
peachpackers at Marietta.
Mr. Turner Rockwell a. recent ginduate
from Emory, came up from Valdosta
this week, to visit his mother, Mrs. W.
C. Mcßae, who is stopping with Mrs. R.
C. Guinn in Covington.
Mr. Joe Stone is now in Atlanta play
ing professional baseball. Emory Stone
is also in Atlanta, visiting his sister,
Mrs. TV. T. Hamilton.
Mr. Bonne’l Stone, who is in the For
estry Service of the United States gov
ernment, and statoned in the mountains
of North Carolina, is spending bis vaca
tion with the home folk in Oxford.
A rare ocoasi-on for the Oxford young
people was the masquerade party at the
Kappa Alpha Chapter house on Friday
evening. Miss Ruthe Giles represented an
old-fashioned girl; Miss Lucile Stephens,
a girl of mine; Miss Virginia Peed, a cow
boy girl; Miss Emily Melton, Rosalind;
Miss Leila Dillard, Queen Elizabeth;
Miss Mary Starr, a twentieth century
girl; Miss Mary Mill Moore, an old
fashioned woman; Miss Sarah Branham,
a home-spun girl. Miss Annie Dickey,
Queen of Hearts; Miss Jessie Dickey, a
Colonial Dame; Miss Katherine Magath, J
Maid Marion; Miss Julia Dickey, a|
country lassie; Miss Rebecca Branham,
an Indian Maid; Miss Clifford Williams,,
a Domino girl; and Miss Alberta Wil-1
Ham*, a Western girl. The young men.
who represented a variety of odd char
acter*. desperadoes, laborers, knights,
cavaliers, etc., were: Messrs. Lowery
Stone, Hatton Towson. Jimmie Dis
imikes. Pierce Stewart. Wilson Weber,
Donald Starr, Frank Wilson. O. R.
Thompson, Blake Gurley, L. W. Lee, E.
D. Worley, Laurie Battle. W. S. Strozier.
Hay good Evan*, and Guy and Paul Quil
llan. The chaperones were Mesdames
T. W. Qutlilan, Ida Stone, Robert M.
Evans, and Hery Means.
Ten more days and the told town of
Oxford will be rubbing its eves in the
glare of electric lights. The college
boys who packed away their kerosene
tamps and cans so carefully, will come
back to find them out of date. These
maid lamps and oil cans will probably be
presented to the Museum cf Emory Col
lege. or hung on electric chandelier*, in
memory of ante eleotrum days.
Not satisfied with one step of ad
vancement Oxford is now’ trying to se
cure water works. Mr. M. M. Marsha 1
has been asked to submit a proposition
to pipe the streets and secure water from
the city of Covington.
MOTHER AND BABY FALL
FROM 4TH. STORY WINDOW
New York. — Mrs. Nellie Kelly, iwenty
eight years old. Is dead and her two
year-old baby boy is dying: in a hospi
tal as the result of injuries sustained
when both were yesterday on an
Iron picket fence as he> fell f-om a
fourth story window* in their here
Mrs Kelly fell in a futile at:empt to save
her child which had cr?pt to the win
dow and lost its balance.
The baby’s head was caught between
two of the iron pickets, hi? hand was
impaled On another and he hung suspend
ed by his neck. The mother struck a
few feet away from him, the pickets
ca’chlng her by the shoulder and leg.
With her head only a few inches f om th
gr und rhe hung unconscious. Mrs. Kelly
and the baby were rushed to a hospital
but the mother died on the way. Tho
child has a fractured skull and cannot
recover.
A new lot
of
Traveling
Bags
Suit rases and Grips,
all made according to
the Dorr Standard
which means that every
thing we handle is of
genuine leather, hand
made. They are classy
and they stand the
strain of travel.
DORR
Tailoring-Furnishings.
For Men of Taste.
“HICKEY’S BARBER SHOP”
The Oldest Estab'ished and Best Equipped.
EXPERT BARBERS. BATHS. PROMPT ATTENTION
Childrens Hair Cutting a Specialty.
REMEMBER THE PLACE— 221 EIGHTH ST.
Just received a keg of my usual
high grade Dalmatian Insect
Powder 65c lb. Kills Roaches.
GARDELLE’S
744 Broad St.
READ HERALD WANT ADS
FOR SALE
Home on Marburv street, between Greene and
Walker —7 rooms and bath. Easy terms. Bargain.
MAURICE WALTON
REAL ESTATE.
Phone 1561. 818 Broad Street.
SELL WHAT YOU DON’T hiEED
by using Herald “Want Ads,” Buy
at Bargain Prices what other people
offer so cheaply in Herald “Want
Ads” You’ll be the winner both ways
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~ A Telephone Study
COMPARE th* merchant who depends on the casual
customer with the one who throws open a broad tele
phone door to the hundreds of housewives who shop
the telephone way.
The telephone is the star - salesman, the order-clerk
and an always-on-the-job errand boy swift and sure and
reliable.
Bell service is not “expense-—it’s “investment,” and
you can’t afford to be without it any longer.
Get in touch with the Contract Department to-day.
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FRIDAY. JULY 19.
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