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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 _____