The Montgomery advertiser. [volume] (Montgomery, Ala.) 1885-1982, 1907-04-07

ALI Inc WQTlu y Stays,
And men and women are the players.
Shakespeare.
And now the Canadian folks come
forward and say American newspapers
shall not enter their domain. They
refuse only those giving the testimony
Of the Thaw-White trial. There never
has been one whose proceedings were
more eagerly sought for. 1t is sug-
gestive.
The great dailies are not published
for pastime. True, they are both the
trainers and the opponents of public
opinion. The press Is civilizations
most mighty engine. But papers are
run for revenue. The expert manag-
ing, editor never lifts his hand from
worlds heart. He feels Its every
throb. He sees the drift of the public
mind as though he were looking at 1t
through a powerful x-ray. He spreads
the banquet. He waits in silence to see
the pabulum that pleases most. From
preacher to tramp, the sickening and
sensuous details have been eagerly
devoured. Everybody has read be-
tween the lines. Some things could
not be printed-but the individual mind
demanded enough suggestion to supply
the missing link. 1t has run the ga
NUT and Is not winded yet.
People will have what they want IL
II 10 in the market. Editors know
the public cravings. They put the stuff
on the market-there were buyers by
the tens of thousands. This is not to
say that the press Is vile and distorted.
1t was never cleaner. Somehow, we
rush to a riot of the senses. People
30 In throngs to a hanging. Somehow.
we mill around PROSTATE forms. Drag
body through the streets and a crowd
will come. There's weird fascina-
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breezes. The higher in society the
more furious the frenzy.
Don't blame the press. The public
PUSHES pell NELL to a hanging.
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There never has been an age that
did not have its Napoleon of finance.
A New York divine put a puzzle to his
banquet friends. 1t happened to be the
worlds first money wizard. Noah was
wise. He foated stock company that
forced the world into voluntary liqut-
dalton. That's the theory. Things
have not changed. No man Is f1nan-
cier today unless he knows the art.
The secret is to hold the victim by the
throat until 1t bleeds to death.
The world has never had such wiz
ard as Rockefeller, the Millionaire.
John d. III. is a year old today. When
he Is 50 years old, far younger than
his grandsire, he would be FIVE times
q Millionaire. And that only by COM
pounding inheritance 1t is simply
dazzling. He could pay his nations
debt twice over, and then have mil
hons left. That would probably keep
the wolf from the door. We laud the
gift of thirty-two millions.
The income of Rockefeller's holdings
is over seventy millions every year.
He didn't touch his principal and had
nearly forty millions left. No mans
gift Is really great until the sting Is
felt. It did sting-but 1t stung the
pther fellow. The advance in oil came
In due time. And now they are fixing
the will.
IT has leaked out that Uncle John d.
is going to give the world a shock,
He Is debating gift of $250,000, 900
to charity. That's colossal He'll force
Christendom yet to change her age
worn creeds. His money will be faint
ed when 1t faint ours. In the fullness
of time we shall sing the praises of
John the Baptist and the saving
grace of Standard Oil.
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There are some who seem predes-
tined to live below the fog-belt. For
that reason, everything they see looks
fideous and uncanny. They have no
range of vision. The ow-hung mists
bring no distant horizon. They peer
uneasily through the haze. And be-
cause of 1t, nearby things seem so
distorted and unnatural. Because one
looks at the sun through colored gog-
giles is no sign OLD Sol has changed.
He might swear to 1t. That don't
mean that anybody believes 1t.
The man who looks at the world
through a smoked glass is not author
ity. To the fellow in the fog every
thing is spectral. Some writer's in
these days make one think of that.
There are magazines and papers whose
range of vision Is bounded by the GEM
etery fence. Some writers can't pre-
sent a man to the public until they
get him turned wrongside out. And
then they must be dead sure that ev-
erything is put back in the grave ex-
cept the bones
These yellow journals and magazines
remind me of graveyard ghouls, any
how. They are forever grabbing
among the carcasses of a dead past.
md bones. That is a strange literary
ambition that contents itself with be-
ing a public scavenger. Some papers
are to the press what scavenger wag-
ons are to a city government. There
is a sense in which they are necessary
When my number is called 1 don't
want them to hunt for me in a garb-
age can.
Criticism Is given to ludicrous stunts
1t often patronizes the thing 1t con-
demns. 1t never fails to be an adver-
Using medium. 1t unfrocks inconsist-
encies as nothing else can. Nor does
IL offer a figleaf for the garments of
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