The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1903-05-03
WHITE WINGED
ANGELS IN SAVANNAH

When Col. Waring attempted to
and sweep away some of the defile
ment, it was thought a foolish, hope
less undertaking. His determination
was strong. and he was not daunted
by the seeming hopelessness Of his
cause. 1t certainly appeared as diff
fcult a task, as ito sweep the cob
webs from the sky" but his strong
will conquered the unbelief of his CO.
workers.
Perhaps his success was more
marked because he dignif1ed the labor
of the workmen by clothing them in
white. AS far as the eye could see their
white wings shone and glistened while
they piled their brooms and wheeled
their carts. Here, in Savannah, on
Friday morning the street sweepers
begin their work of publication, and
when the Sabbath dawns the side
walks are filled with crowds of church
worshippers. Savannah is not only the
home of churches. but 1t is the home
of church goers. Few cities of it's size
can boast such clean streets as in the
residential section. and in front of the
fine shops all seems as if it breathed
country, where the grass grows green
and prevents the clouds of dust in the
! trolley cars. Savannah is surely the
city of clubs and societies, all working
for some good end. and when woman
starts the ball a-rolling 1T takes more
than one man to stop it.
Could noe the women Of Savannah
organize themselves into a club for
the care and preservation of the Mem
/ nrial ParE A haroorr, Sfv
tanning the ashes of the founders of
Savannah? With the pruning or the
shrubs, that now cover the names on
| many slabs, the removal of the un-
slightly vaults. which now with gaping
entrance fill the mind with horror and
make death seem doubly dark and
dreary, the change would be grateful.
There is a lesson in every graveyard
and the reverence that the graves of
ancestors ought to kindle is wanting,
where untidiness reigns.
Not much motley would be required
to prune the over-reaching limbs, to
clean the tablets. for they speak in
loud tones to the living. But the
| friends who kept their graves green,
! who crowned them with flowers and
watered them with their tears, have
! gone to join the great majority. When
/ this cemetery became a tented field,
| anu ndTueHSQ Dy war, COM
mitted many dissertations, reverence
seemed to die out. little money
would clean the tablets and save from
decay the stones that mark the graves
of those who lived and died in the
eighteenth and nineteenth centuries.
! Concerted action will be necessary, for
! persons of all denominations have
mingled their dust together. The dead
leaves need to be raked out. and then
the grass will grow. The hedge on the
right hand, only few years planted,
is very handsome and hides the lane
In Montclair. N. j., a school teacher,
with love of the beautiful and harmony
in her composition, persuaded her chill
dren to form themselves into a band,
to promote tidiness and beautify the
town. Receptacles were placed in the
right place, and every boy and girl who
Joined the band gather up papers as
they see them on the streets. Other
schools fell in with the plan and their
names are on the long roll of workers
| for neatness.
A village Improvement society has
blossomed, out from that small begin