The Atlanta constitution. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1885-19??, 1903-05-11


i Warren was my college mater ana
loved him for near sixty years. He was
only two months my junior and [ some
times wondered who would be called away
first. What an awful death was that'
Crushed and mangled and his poor Ole
body torn and dragged for quarter oil
a mile and his dismembered limbs streW-
ing the rack and his brains larding the
rails. Alas, how little do we know
about life Or DEATH Sometimes | watch
the cattle goirg to the slaughter pen and
am thankful that providence conceal5
from them their impending fate, but we DO
not KNOW much more about our own. How
shall We dies and when? James Warren
was one of my true friends. | loved to
love him and it gave me comfort that he
loved me anC always called me Charley
as tenderly DIS a brother His body was
killed and that was all His pure soul
went back Immediately to its Creator and
is now resting In the bosom Of God That
IS my faith and L hope it is the faith OF
all those who loved him, for my heart
oleeds with them.
Strike for your affairs and your fires,
Strike for the green graves Of your sires'
Strike until the last armed foe expires. -
l used to speak that speech. and when L
got to that part which said, 'rhey come
they come-the Greek-the Creek" / put
On martial agony and elevated my voice
and shook the floor / thought of all this
the other day when / read about the
strikers in Atlanta going to Mr.. Byrd s
publishing house and trying to seduce
bis non-urion printers to leave him. His
partne", Tom Lyon. showed fight and
used some Cuss words and drove them
off, and they had him arrested and the
recorder fined him for disturbing the pub
lie tranquility. but If | had been the re
corder l would have excused Tom.
This thing has come home to me
at last, for Mr. Byrl is printing a book
for me and | can't get a copy and am
fighting mad about It. The striking in
terlopers get all his printers away. but
two or three and the rascals hung around
the back door ana all that Tom could
do was to watch them and eXclaim,
"They come-they come-the Greek-the
Greek But Tom is game and says he
will whip the fight and have some books
for me by the last OF the week The
first edition has all been sold and the 500
ond is in the press and has been delayed
and onhladed and barricaded and para
lyZed by these contemplate strikers. and
if there ever was p tustfable excuse FOR
using cuss words d man ought to be
hired to stand at the back door and cuss
EN- by the day as fast as they came.
I've no patience with these strikers and
less with their leaders. One of my boys
has just established q telephone plant
in Houston. Tex, and had about forty
girls employed at good wages, when sud-
them all strike and he hired others to
take their places and the interopers went
round to all his patrons and tried to get
up a boycott, hut failed. The rich Mr.
Huntington is the chief owner ana ne
teIegraphed my boy TO whip that fight
regardless Of expense ard he has whipped
It, Last year at Dayton. Ohio, big heart
ed rich man established a cash register
plant and had two hundred girls ON
ployed and he cared for them Just like
they were his children and had bath
rooms on every floor and hot and cold
water, and mirrors and soap and towels
so that they could battle and clean up be
fore they went home and the girls were
contented ard happy. for all this was no
part of the contract but some inter
lopers came along and ordered q strike
because some poor Old women who did not
belong to the union had the Job OF wash
ing the towels that the girls USED in their
bath rooms.
wen, now, that Is one side Of the case,
but 1t Is said every case has two sides.
The war between capital and labor still
goes on, bat labor has hut little to com
plain OF in this blessed land. We see by
the papers that these union strikers IN
Atlanta have plenty'of money In their
treasury to live on while they are idle
and some of them have gotten up a
baseball club and are having good time
generally. There is no suffering here
like there was In London seventy-hve
years ago when Tom Hood wrote the
song Of the shirt and the lay of the
laborer. 1t would make an angel weep
to read that poor woman's song:
''For It's work. work work-Iny labor
And what are its wages-a bed OF
straw.
A crus- Of bread ana rags
This shattered roof, this naked floor. a
table. broken chair.
And a wall SO blank. my shadow I thank
For sometimes falling there
Her sad song aroused all Lon
don, but there was no strike.
our own George Peabody was
there IN the banking business and 1t
aroused him. Immediately he bought
the ground in the suburbs and spent
s., 900 900 in building cottages for the poor.
Nice cottages, with bath rooms and hot
and cold water and flowers in the front
ward and vines over the door and paid the
taxes and charged only little, nominal
sum for rent. just enough to keep up the
repairs and III less than a year he had
comfortable homes for over 10000 people.
That's the kind OF philanthrophy.
Our wisest statesmen ask tor an income
tax as they have In England and it is
based on that principle that the more a
man accumulates the heavier his tax
should be-a graduated income taX-and
50 if he has piled up $1,000 900 in a year.
take half of 1t for tax This would stop
Rockefeller and Morgan and Carnegie
and the surplus would be as Bob Toombs
said. poured back in the jug" 1t Is no
great honor to a man to give COCA part
Of his profits to charity. 1t is a surprise
and that is all Men forget that all they
have got is but q loan and sooner or
later they must give 1t all up and pay the
debr BILL ARP.
How LongP
Out of the south is the chill wind blow
ing,
Straight from the white world of ice
and snow,
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