Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1909-11-23

Mr.. Harvey Anderson's tragic death,
where a brave young life was crushed
out under automobile wheels, l said TO
myself. can il be that automobiles are
men-killers. sure enough? 1t has been
demonstrated to a certainty that auto
mobiles are either very recklessly handled
or they are death dealers-without a
mask to veil their purpose.
Mr.. Harvey Anderson married my
mothers great niece, and 1 feel more
than usual interest in his sad fate.
Just a few weeks ago. his aged and
honored father passed away, and as this
aged father and my aged husband were
bOyhoOd companions in the long ago, and
also friends until death, 1 felt strong
personal interest in Harvey.
After these two old friends had just
gone over to the better land, dying with
in few days of each other, 1 and Har-
vey met in Atlanta and talked together
OF the two sad events, and looked. in each
others faces with loving sympathy.
He was a perfect picture of manly
strength and energy. I never saw any
one who bid fairer for a long and USE
full life. and as 1 looked after him.
wnen we parted on the street.
thought to myself. there is a worthy
son, of a worthy father-with prospect
of long. useful life"
The shock that came to me, there
fore, when 1 first read the story Of
his awful death, was much intensified
by our friendly reS-JIons ana mG' hopes
for his future.
1t passes belief that Inree or Inese
autos should nave gone over ms poor
frame, within a rev seconGs, on n
Sroad. open and weI-Ignteo street,
driving on well-nghted streets must be
the protection OF foot passengers.
The time is near at hand when re-
strictive legislation Will be necessary
and when hnes and penalties VIII be
enforced
Ever since autos have been used in
Gainesville have lost interest in
buggy riding for pleasure. only
go when business calls me and for a
good many months 1 trembled with
fear when 1 saw one in motion.
Ny old pony had mortal terror
when she encountered one on the big
road; and L feel sorry now to know how
anxious my invalid husband became,
when I left the yard to drive out to
our farms, and he always expressed
] thankfulness when I came in, after 4
/ drive. Our Gainesville people who own
the machines are very careful, and
we nave had no tragic deaths from
folks have been much hindered in
their business and pleasure by the
( dread Of them on the big road
and my old pony had one thrilling
episode and I'll never forget what dan
ger I escaped to my dying day, in the
| runaway. Some young sports from Ma
rietta came up in their autos to partic-
| ipate in a ball game and for the fun
| of the thing. ran at us, and honked at
the pony until she was scared we'll
nigh to death.
They should have been arrested of
course but they were allowed to go
in peace, by our town marshals-ani
I was only saved from a violent death
/ by some heroic men. who not only
clutched at her bride. but leaped on
the hind part OF the buggy and see
sawed the lines until she slowed down
The more I know OF these autos the
more I am afraid Of them and when
/ think Of dear Cousin Harvey's death
the greater my dismay increases. Some
thing must be done TO allay the nui-
sance and prevent the loss OF life.