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PEARSON TRIBUNE.
Published Weekly by
Tribune Publishing Company.
Member 11th District Press Association
15. T. ALLEN, Editor.
Entered at the Postoffice In Pearson, Georgia,
an mall matter of the second class.
Subscription price, 81.00 a year In advance.
Gov. Dorsey, unless the Tribune
misses its guess, is preparing to go
after bigger game than little Tom
Hardwick.
It is officially stated that every
American soldier that can possibly
be spared will be permitted to go
home to spend Christinas.
William Sunday touched up Lem
Jackson’s Irish when he; referred
to the farmers of Georgia as rubes,
and charged them with going after
prices to which they are not enti
tled, and he goes for him without
gloves, billingsgate has never won
a soul for Christ and never will.
The Tribune editor is as patri
otic as any man in America, will
make just as hurting sacrifices to
help win this war, in proportion
to his ability, as any man in Ainer
iea. However, he wants his eon
tributions go to buy the essentials
of warfare and not playthings.
'flic Pearson Tribune may be a
“toy” newspaper, and its proprie
tor may be "headed for the Slier
iff,” but it has been announced
that so long as it remained a four
page six-column sheet if 1 would be
the price for a year. The Sheriff
is a subscriber at $1 in advance.
Now is the time to subscribe and
to pay up your arrearage.
“Dip that tick!” This is the
slogan that is handed down (o
stock owners by the stale and na
tional governments. The campaign
for tick eradication is now on in
earnest and it is the duty of every
person who owns a cow or cattle to
see to it that they are free from
ticks, and there is no better way
to tight the tick than to dip him.
It is no more an experiment; it
has been tested to an absolute cer
tainty. The Tribune passes it on;
“Dip that tick."
An exchange gives this true and
timely advice which is good for
Tribune readers: “No man knows
what another year will bring forth.
We are living in a period of awful
uncertainty. This is no time to
spend money foolishly or unwisely.
'l’he dollars that come so easily
this fall may be needed next to buy
even the necessaries of life. It is
a good plan always to put some
thing in store for a rainy day, and
that rainy day may be nearer now
than we think."
S catts, that beastly animal that
is playing governor of Florida, not
satisfied with raising sand in his
own State must come to Georgia to
stir the dust. 11c says the soldiers
at Gamp Wheeler is suffering and
dying for the lack of medical at
tention and pro|>er nursing. Gov.
Dorsey says the statement is an
exaggeration. Gaits doesn’t seem
to realize that war is not carried
on in a bandbox, that it is sacri
fice and privation from start to fin
ish. S-catt, you Gatts.
The Bible tells us about the
Devil sowing tares in a backyard
while the owner was asleep. In
like manner Senator Fletcher, of
Florida, swiped the Georgia ship
building contract and carried it to
the navy yard at Key West, in his
own State. Georgia’s senators were
too busy looking after their lHiliti
cal fences, while Senator Fletcher
■was looking after the interests of
his people. Smith and Hardw ick
might as well been asleep so far as
the interest of their people are
concerned. These contracts right
fully belonged to Savannah, and
she would have landed them had
Georgia's senators been true to
their constituents. Alas! alack!
The Eighteen-Sixties.
So far in the present war the
people of the South have not been
brought face to face to the degree
of self-abnegation which their par
ents and grandparents were called
upon to endure back in the war
tfmes of the eighteen-sixties, the
days that really tried men’s souls.
The Tribune editor prays God that
the present generation may not be
called upon in this war time to en
dure similar privations and hard
ships.
During those fearful days, the
husband and father far away from
home on the battle-fields of Vir
ginia—doing his “bit” for the cause
of State sovereignty, home rule,
the cause they prized so highly
because it was handed down to
them bathed in the blood of their
ancestors —the wife, mother and
children were at home subject to
every conceivable privation, im
agine these helpless people on a
big plantation, surrounded by
many slaves —men, women and
children —whose friendship was in
many instances uncertain. Many
a night, notwithstanding the doors
and windows were locked and hai
red, the wife and mother, who re
alized the danger to which they
were exposed, spent in wakeful
ness and prayer that no harm
would come to her and her sleep
iug children. She knew that among
so many slaves not all were good
and trustworthy. She knew that
outrages were continually being
committed by negro fiends upon
helpless white women, and realized
that she might be assaulted at any
time.
Such an assault was made upon
an aunt of this editor, mother’s
sister, who lived near the village
of Coushatta, La., with five child
ren —three girls and two boys—the
two oldest being girls. The bus
band and fat her had only a short
time before yielded up his life for
the Confederacy. Her home was
attacked by a burly negro man
about one o’clock in the morning.
The brave little woman, by lhe aid
of the barred doors and windows,
kept the monster at bay until day
light frightened him away. The
almost superhuman effort of that
desperate struggle brought physi
cal exhaustion and disease which
soon resulted in her death. The
five helpless children, the oldest
girl about fourteen years «f age,
were left doubly orphans practi
cally among strangers in a strange
land —their parents went to Louis
iana from Georgia just at the out
break of the war —to face life as
best they could. Such experiences
were frequent not only in Louisi
ana, but in Georgia and every oth
er Southern State.
In those trying days, while it is
true Southern Georgia acquired
the exalted honor of being the
granary of the Confederacy, right
in her midst was great suffeaing
because of the scarcity of provi
sions even among the wealthy
class. Corn bread and rancid side
meat was devoured with avidity,
hunger made anything taste sweet;
This editor, at the age of ten years,
breakfasted and supped many a
day with a score or more negro
boys and girls of about Iris own
age. Bread and syrup composed
the morning repast and bread or
hominy and milk the evening meal.
The family dined together at noon,
vegetables being server!. Many
poor white boys and girls would
have jumped at the chance of his
place at the tray with the negro
boys and girls.
Why this manner of life? Moth
er was too busy looking after the
multifarious daily rout ine of duties
to give time to her children but
once a day —at noon. Every gar
ment worn on the plantation was
actually home made. The cotton
was grown on the place and in the
big, busy, work house it was put
through all the necessary evolu
tions incident to cloth making by
the very primitive methods of
those days. Then the cloth had
to be manufactured into the vari
ous articles of clothing for white
and black alike.
Mother, busy by day and sleep
less by night, was truly an object
PEARSON TRIBUNE, NOVEMBER 30, 1917
The New War Tax.
In addition to the war revenue
taxes going into effect November
Ist, quite a number of document
and kindred taxes become opera
tive December Ist, including a tax
on parcel post matter on which
the fee is 25 cents or more.
For the information of Tribune
readers the following list is given
of war tax stamps required by law
to be used for stamp taxes:
Bonds of indebtedness, bonds,
debentures or certificates of in
debtedness, each SIOO or fraction
thereof, 5 cents.
Bonds: Indemnity or security,
each 50 cents.
Capital stock: Each original is
sue for each SIOO or fraction there
of, 5 cents.
Capital stock: Sales or transfers
each SIOO or fraction thereof, 2
cents.
Conveyances: Deeds, etc., ex
ceeding SIOO to SSOO, 50 cents.
Each additional SSOO, 50 cents.
Drafts and checks payable other
wise than oh sight, promissory
notes, and for each renewal, SIOO
or fraction thereof, 2 cents.
Passage t ickets: Not exceeding
S3O, 1 dollar.
More than S3O to SOO, '■’> dollars.
More than SOO, 5 dollars.
Parcel post, 25 cents or more
postage, on each 25 cents or frac
tion thereof, 1 cents.
Power of Attorney, 25 cents.
Produce: Sales of, on exchange,
each SIOO or fraction thereof, 2
cents.
Proxy for voting at an election,
10 cents.
There is no war revenue tax im
posed upon t hird class mail matter
as has been currently reported.
(’irculars and other printed adver
tising matter of the third class
may still be mailed at the regular
third class rate of 1 cent for each
two ounces or fraction thereof.
War stamps should be cancelled
by the user, when affixed, by writ
ing the initials aud the date of
cancellation with pen and ink or
stamping the same. Three slits
with a knife or other suitable im
plement shall be cut through the
stamps of 10 cents or higher de
nominations in addition to cancel
ing with ink.
Those stamps will be for sale at
all postoffices as soon as received
from the distributing office.
11. G. HARDING & GO.
Byron, (la., April 11, 1917
Old Kentucky M’f'g. Go.,
Paducah, lxy.
Gentlemen:
1 had cholera in my herd of
hogs recently and begun feeding
the li. A. Thomas’ Hog Cholera
Cure and stopped losing my hogs
at once. I was losing from four to
five each night until I began the
use of this preparation. I raise
about 200 head of hogs per year
and never expect to be without
your remedy.
Vours very truly,
11. G. Hardison & Co.
Sold by Pearson Hardware Store.
of pity! She had to maintain an
air of fearlessness as she passed
about among the slaves during the
day; any other attitude might have
proven her undoing. Only God’s
grace sustained and carried her
through the ordeal. And when
the end came and all was lost save
their honor, many a real, heart
felt, “Amen" went up to a throne
of grace from the faithful but
weary women of the South.
Not There. —“.!udge,”said Mrs.
Staven to the magistrate who had
recently come to board with her.
“I'm particularly anxious to have
you try the chicken soup.”
“I have tried it,” replied the
magistrate, "and my decision is
that the chicken has proved an
alibi."
Irregular bowel movements lead
to chronic constipation and a con
stipated habit fills the system
with impurities hfrbine is a great
bowel regulator. It purifies the
system, vitalizes the blood and
puts the digestive organs in fine
vigorous conditions. Price 50c.
Sold by Morris Drug Co.
HIGH SCHOOL GIRLSS
AND BOYS SLACKER ?
Are Not Patriotic Unless They Com.
plete Their Education, Sense of
Noted Educators.
The United States Government, not
ed educators and all men of broad
vision maintain that we must bend
onr every effort to maintain our edu
cational standards and through ex
pert leadership prepare for the “flaro
est industrial struggle of the ages,"
which is sure to follow when the wal
la over.
A call is made to all Btudents who
have just finished high school trail*
ing to complete their education and
not fall into the “slacker” class. With
this idea in view the Board of Trus
tees of the University of Georgia pass
ed the following resolution on June 19,
1917, and careful consideration should
be given it by every clear thinking
mother and father.
“Resolved, That it is the sense oi
the Board of Trustees of the Univer
sity of Georgia that the work of the
University and all the Branch Col
leges should be rigorously pushed dur
ing the coming session.
“That it is the sense of this Board
that there should be no slackening of
the educational work of the state on
account of the war; that the war rath
er should quicken the work of educa
tion, not weaken it, for the problems
after the war will call more and more
for educated men and women to han
dle them for the future.
“That this resolution, as the sense
of the Board, should be communicat
ed to the Boards of all the branch col
leges and the district agricultural
schools of the state, with the earnest
request that there will be no slacken
ing in the educational work of the
University System during the war.”
ECONOMY HINTS FOR
PATRIOTS TO FOLLOW
On account of the high price of food
there is a tendency to sacrifice dairy
cows, beef producing animals and
breeding stock of all kinds. Save
them and grow them out for breed
ing purposes. We should fight animal
diseases on every hand.
Waste and idle lands may be cuitb
vated. There are many acres in the
state that should be in cultivation and
those who neglect the opportunity to
do this should not expect sympathy
and commiseration if food supplies be
come short during the winter.
The cultivation of a limited number
pf staple food crops should be empha
sized rather than fancy and short-sea
soned crops, for these are generally
difficult to grow and produce but lit
tle food. We need an abundance ol
corn, legumes, potatoes, beans, cab
bage, turnips and collards. Legumes
are used extensively as meat substi
tutes in the far east.
There is a shortage In farm labor
and to supply this deficiency we must
resort to machine power and labor
saving devices. The present ratio of
production on American farms has
only been maintained through these
means and southern farmers have
been slow to appreciate this fact,
though we can use and handle ma
chines as efficiently and economical
ly in this section as elsewhere.
Our soils are frequently deficient in
one or more of the essential plant
food elements and by fertilizing liber
ally we may greatly intensify produc
tion. Besides applying commercial
fertilizer we should be sure to save
all the compost possible and re-apply
to the land all the refuse from the
barnyard.
Plant something every month In the
garden and on the farm.
A crop rotation that will keep the
land busy at all times will greatly in
crease average production per acre
and prevent soil erosion.
PECAN CASE-BEARER
CONTROLLED BY SPRAY
The best time to apply spray mate
rial to control the case-bearer of the
pecan tree Is during the last of Au
gust and the first of September, says
J W. Firor of the State College ot
Agriculture.
In spring the larvae of the case
bearer feed upon the tender buds and
unfolding leaves, but it is almost im
possible to control the pest at this
time, inasmuch as the rapidly growing
foliage offers a protection to the in
Fects and fresh food is constantly be
lng supplied them. However, spray
ing is effective in August and Septem
ber.
The spray is made up of one pound
of powdered arsenate of lead, two
pounds of unslaked lime and fifty gal
lons of water. It is made in the fol
lowing manner: Slake the lime and
add to this fifty gallons of water
Make the powdered lead into a paste
with water, add to the fifty gallons
of lime water and then strain before
using. It should be kept constantly
agitated and, if the pecan grower has
a large orchard, he should purchase
a power outfit to make his applica
tions of spray material. However, a
barrel outfit may be used efficiently
in small operations.
Arsenate of lead comes as a powder
and as a paste and, If the powdered
form is not convenient, two pounds ol
paste must be used instead of one
pound of powdered material, as called
for above.
WHENEVER you make the
trip out from Cork, Ireland,
to Blarney Castle, be sure
to turn a cold shoulder up
on the modern tramway and upon the
motor car. The only way to go
is by the “outside car,” or jaunting
car, for this Is so entirely Irish.
Up you will clamber to the rather
rickety step of the car, thence to
the swinging platform for the feet, up
on which you must maneuver in some
way to turn about and take your seat.
Probably you and yodr neighbor—lf
you have one on your side of the car—
will laugh a great deal and clutch each
other excitedly; If you have the seat
to yourself, you must curl one knee
up before you, in somewhat the way
a woman does In riding sidesaddle,
brace yourself against the Iron end to
the seat and cling tightly. There’s a
knack In riding on an outside car which
It needs a little time to acquire. But,
fio matter, you are off—swinging
uround corners and jolting over the
cobblestones, through the city, across
a river und out Into the sweet green
valley of the Lee which leads to the
village of Blarney. If it is spring, the
trees are all daintily, fluffily pale
green, the yellow primroses are begin
ning to show themselves and, perhaps,
there Is here and there a hedge of bril
liant golden gorse. Birds are singing
all around you, too, and the river rip
ples gently over Its stones; but the
probabilities are that your driver will
talk so much that you will not hear
the music of the river.
He will tell you all about how It was
Corrnae MacCarthy, back in the fif
teenth century, who built Blarney cas
tle; and how, although the place now
belongs to a local landowner, all the
MacCarthys of the countryside still
feel that they own the place and are
certain that it will one day come back
Into the hands of the family. Every
MacCarthy who plows a field, within
sight of the old jagged keep of Blar
ney castle, looks up at It with pride
and a sense of rightful ownership.
Kissing the Blarney Stone.
Of course, everyone knows that he
who kisses the Blarney stone Is sup
posed to gain the gift of eloquence.
The legend goes that the original Cor
mac McCarthy the Strong one day res
cued a woman from the lake; and this
woman was so grateful that she of
fered, by way of showing her thanks,
to give Cormac a golden tongue. But,
she made one condition; in order to
get it, he must kiss a particular stone,
five feet below the top of the parapet
of Blarney Castle. Naturally. Cormac
leaped up the winding steps of the
keep, two steps at a time, ran around
the path which encircled the Inner
court, lowered himself to where he
could reach the stone which the wom
an had Indicated, and hastily kissed it.
Presumably he was afterwards pos
sessed of marvelous eloquence, nnd this
Is the reason why all other visitors to
Blarney have wanted to kiss that
stone, too —If they are both daring aud
steady-headed. For this feat is not al
together an easy one.
But, by this time, your driver has
put you down by the little Blarney
railway station, bidding you cross the
tracks and take a path through the
woods, close by a tiny stream. In a
few moments you come out into an
open field, where, sure enough, a Mac-
Carthy is hoeing the rows; and there,
before you, looms the great keep of
Blarney Castle. The keep is practi
cally all that remains today, though
around its foot there huddle numer
ous crumbling walls and archways,
which show that there were other
buildings, too. Not far away is Blar
ney Lake, about which the man hoeing
the rows tells you a curious story.
“Two o’ the gentry,” he is saying,
“war one while jlst afther discussin'
how deep was Blarney Lake. Wan o’
thlm said it was bottomless, an’ the
other wan he allowed how that was
noways possible at all. So they agreed
they’d stnd down two divers. This
thing they done prisintly, the gentry
thimselves a-standin’ by the lakeside
and awatchin’. Down wint them div
ers, but they niver come up at all;
and, though the gentry kipt a-watchin’
and a-waitin’, niver did they see thim
divers again. But, afther eight weeks
It was, they had a letter from thim,
and they was in Australia. They were
so!’’
Up on the Castle.
And so you leave the MacCarthy, so
Blarney Castle.
full of wonderful and mysterious
tales, and wend your way to the cas
tle. You take your time climbing the
spiral, uneven stone steps of the keep,
for they are very steep and long. But,
at last, you reach the top nnd stop to
look east, west, north and south, at
the charming views; little green and
brown fields, marked off by hedges,
dark clumps of woodland, here and
there a sparkling blue lake or a daz
zling clump of gorse. But you soon
hear stifled shrieks and exclamations
from the other side of the parapet, so
you make your way to the spot. Yes,
there someone is about to kiss the
Blarney stone. A big stalwart youth
is lying down upon his back, his head
towards a square opening In the out
er wall of the parapet; another strong
youth, perhaps two of them, sit down
upon his feet, so as to hold them firm
ly. Then the seeker after eloquence
grasps an iron bar, placed in position
for this purpose, swings himself down
through the opening In the parapet re
ferred to, pulls himself up again on the
outside, and just manages to kiss the
surface of the Blarney Stone; then, be
ing strong nnd lithe, he jerks his head
hack In again nnd suddenly he Is again
sitting up on the floor of the parapet
and the .others boys are letting go of
his feet. It wasn’t so hard to do after
all, you think; at least, not If you are
a strong young boy who does not mind
looking down all those giddy feet to
the trees growing against the foot of
the keep. But, doubtless, you are wise
enough to content yourself with watch
ing others kiss the Blarney Stone and
with buying a post card showing the
famous stone, with Its Latin inscrip
tion, “Cormac MacCarthy Fortis Me
Fieri Fecit, A. D. 1446,” which, trans
lated in Irish, means
“Cormac Macarthy, bould as bricks,
Made me In Fourteen Forty-six.”
Really, ,you know, It does not pay
to go to the trouble of kissing the
stone, for it may even not be the
identical one which Cormac MacCarthy
the Strong knew. Many people insist
that that stone was long ago removed
from its position, that this is not thej
genuine stone at all; at any rate, it j
seems that the stone once fell from Its
place. Probably it Is as well to ac
quire eloquence In some other way.
TOLSTOY NO MUSIC LOVER
Great Russian Voiced His Aversion to
Wagner In Particular in Terms
Beyond Misunderstanding.
Some journals of Leo Tolstoy that
have been published show, among other i
things, that he had a peculiar taste in !
music. He did not admire Beethoven, j
and he could not sit through a single!
act of Wagner’s “Siegfried.” Of this)
opera he wrote: “It Is stupid, unfit for ‘
children above seven years of age, a
Punch and Judy show, pretentious,
feigned, entirely false and without any
i music whatever.” In his home at Yas
i naya Polyana members of the house
; hold were once in the habit of playing
I incessantly on four grand pianos, rea
son enough, one might think, why he
should dislike all music forever. Re
j calling this, he said: “All this—the ro
mances, the poems, the music—was
not art, something important and nec
essary to people In general, but a self
j indulgence of robbers, parasites, who
; have nothing in common life; ro
mances, novels about how one falls in
; love disgustingly, poetry about this or!
! about how one languishes from bore
j dom. And music about the same theme.
But life, all life seethes with Its own
problems of food, distribution, labor, j
about faith, about the relations of men. I
It is shameful, nasty. Help me, Fa-i
ther, to serve thee, by showing up this!
| lie!"
Best Listener in the World.
| The horse is really one of the best
j listeners in the world. He is always
on the alert for sounds which concern
or interest him. When he looks at any
thing he turns his ears toward it to
: observe the better whether any sound
comes from it. If a horse is particu- j
larly interested in your driving of him
j he always turns his ears backward to
ward you, but if he has no concern on
that subject or if he sees anything
ahead that interests him he keeps his
ears pricked forward. A horse hears
the whinny of another horse at a great
er distance than the average mail can
hear it _____