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Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-12-17
Henry Heine
By REV. THOMAS B. GREGORY,

TT was 80 years ago-December
10, 1820-that Heine gave to
the world his first piece of
signed writing, "Gedichte." and
thus began one of the most mar
Vicious literary careers that the
world has ever known.
Do you know Heine? If Won do
not, you have missed the acquaint-
ance of one of the brightest intelH-
gences that was ever robed in flesh
The brightest, remember. not the
greatest or the noblest. In intel
lectual brilliancy there has hardly
been another like him. There is
but one Heine.
Marvellous was the light that
shone forth from the little man Of
Dusseldorf, even if it was. to a GER
tain extent, baleful light.
The spirit of the world
Beholding the absurdity of men
Their vanity, their fears-let q
sardonic smile
Va DAAN HllOA AlOlltnl wander a.
her lips
That smile was Heine
1t was not venomous smile. The
matches irony was tempered with
compassion; the masterful sarcasm
was mingled with a genuine SYM
pathy. No man, not even Shake
speare, ever saw more deeply or
unerringly into the follies and
Weaknesses Of mankind. but while
he gibbeted them as they were
never gibbeted before, he did SO
with real pity in his soul.
Heine's wit was quite equal to
Swift's but it was not bitter. like
Swift's After taking off the masks
of the hypocrites who disgusted
him, Heine would say to them as
they stood exposed and trembling
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before him Gentlemen, l am SOFT.
for you And he meant every word
of it.
Hetne was a pessimist. but ne
was perfectly honest in his pessi-
nism. Looking out upon the "ev-
ceIient foppery of the world" he
oIistered it out of a sense Of duty rs
deep as that with which the CRU
sader Of old turned his face toward
the sepulcher he would rescue from
the hands of the inffdel. Superb
Gladly mocker Heine was at heart
a profoundly serious man, venerat-
ing every real sanctity-freedom.
truth, love and justice.
lie claimed, in all seriousness. to
DE a Sknight Of the Holy Ghost
and the claim was a sound one. IL
was not his to tell men what was
true-he did not know what WAS
true, and for that matter where
ne who does but he could. am
dld, tell them what was false: and
he who fights to down a LIE is do
ing as holy" a work as he who
battles in the cause of truth.
But Heine's real greatness
seen, not so much in what he wrote,
brilliant as his writings were, as in
the way he stood up under his fear
tul sufferings. For more than seven
years prior to his death he lay upon
what he called his "mattress
grave. suffering continuously .ba
most eXcruciating pains that ever
raeked a mortal frame-and yer II
was during those terrible years
mat he did his finest literary wor>
1t was the grandest victory of MINI
over matter. of viii power over pain
and misery, that the world has ever
Witnessed.
Heine died in 1856, at 81. and the
race will have to wait long time
before his equal appears.
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3 3 The Wreath Man 3 3

YES here the man with the
wreaths. Hurrah for him
and the wares he earliest
oh. | know it isn't the thing to
make fuss over in these days.
Christmas has gone quite out OF
fashion, they tell me. IT'S proper
nowadays to groan whenever you
hear the name Santa Claus, and
it's the correct pose to wish the
hideous holiday season were over
and done with before 1t has fairly
begun.
We are awfully out OF fashion,
the little boy and l, hopelessly be-
hind the times We love Christ
mas; why, we can't even think OF
sleighbens without wanting to
prance. and as for wishing It we're
over we'd thank people with such
wishes as that to keep them to
themselves with their other gloomy
views of life.
Such folks don't know what FUN
it Is 10 live at all, do they, little
boy? III warrant they don't even
Ike mince pie. and the very idea Of
a plum pudding would give every
one of them indigestion for week.
No Foreign Stuff!
What they want is tea and toast,
or zWiebach and mineral water. or,
cocktails and caviar Well. they
are welcome to them for all OF us,
aren't they, little boy?
Wen take cider, and eggnog, and
roast turkey, and a round of beef,
and mince pie with lots Of raisins,
ard plenty Of good rich crust. and
pumpkin pie. too. with old fash
toned American cheese to go with it.
None Of your foreign stuff this
time Of year Imagine Santa Claus
speaking with a French accent.
Nuts and apples. and cider, and Or
anges, big, yellow ones. and little
fat. comfy. pincushiony fellows,
reddish and easy to peel. Citron,
too, candies and preserved ginger,
and candy. sticks Of It. red and
white, and candy canes. and old
fashioned chocolate creams with a
little white button on top Of them,
and ginger bread with nuts chop
ped mp IN It, and raisins. too. Dear
me. little boy. what world full Of
good things It is to be sure, And
.,r, srr,ar rher, oil yybapS,-s,. I
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-12-17
By GARRETT P. SERVISS.

sky, a satellite Of the giant Dog
Star
Then 1 bethought me that even
Sirius imposes upon us with UNI
warranted pretensions. 1t LOOKS
the mightiest sun in the universe.
but it IS not It, too, derives a
false advantage from relative near
ness. Its distance is only about
forty trilions of miles, but l knew
that before me there were stars so
far that THEIR REMOTENEss
CAN NOT BE MEASURED with
any means at our command We
know that their distance can not be
LESS than a certain unthinkable
amount. but how much GREATER
it may be we can only guess.
It Looks the Mightiest.
Thereupon. l glanced back at
Orion, and fixing my attention upon
the bright star RigeI. on the upIift-
ed foot of the pictured giant, below
his sparkling belt" I once more
in fancy, seized the sun and flung
it away into these profounder deeps
Smaller and smaller it again be
came, as it swiftly receded. until at
last it was not even visible star
1t faded away ike a spark swal-
lowed up in the darkness.
In my imagined omnipotence I
had impaired to the flying sun "a
speed of a thousand million miles
per second, but I now saw that
had been too moderate, because in
my night watch l could not wait for
its arrival in the presence of Rigel.
it would require TWO WHOLE
MONTHS. even at that frightful
speed. to reach the destination that
| had intended! And when it ar
rived l knew that it would hnd
itself in the whitening presence OF
a sun at least TEN THOUSAND
TIMES more brilliant than itself
What goes on in that region
where Rigel reigns; where even the
mighty Dog Star. that makes our
sun seem but jack-o'- lantern.
would be as insignificant as a tai
low dip beside a ships searchlighte
In that part of the universe are all
energies grander than here, in pro
portion to the stupendous magni-
tude Of the suns that illuminate fl?
Mysteries Abash Us.
We can not doubt that there are
living creatures. and intelligence
there, but could we comprehend
them if we met them? In then
presence might not a Newton him
self feel that he was less than lit
tie child?
These things abash us. and vet
at the same time. they stimulate us
There is deep meaning in the I'M
spiration that every human beius
feels when he contemplates the
heavens. That inspiration with tu.
thoughts which it awakens is the
true electromagnetic the prediction
Of eclipse or the mathematics tina.
treats the universe as a soullesS
machine.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-12-17
By WINIFRED BLACK.

Hurrah! and the candy bushes are
fairly bent down with glorious
fruit, all colors and sweeter than
ever.
Snow! You're surely going TO
have some of that by Christmas.
aren't you, wreath man? There
may be new sled. a regular sled
with low runners and a screaming
eagle on the side, and we've got to
have a chance to try that
Dollies are Prettier.
Dolls prettier than ever this
year, are they, wreath man? And
soldiers, regiments of them.
T-r-um, t-r-um, -r-um-can't you
hear the drums, little boy? Hank!
they are faint and far away, but
drums for all that. Hurrah,
Christmas is coming, Christmas the
jolliest, happiest, gayest kindest,
most generous time in all the year.
Hurrah for dear old Christmas and
all that Christmas brings!
Show us your wares, wreath
man. That's a splendid fellow with
the berries. I'll take that, and
what a glorious green that holly
is! One of those, please. Why,
we couldn't eat a bite without
wreath in the dining room window
and one for the light above the ia
BILE. Festoons? Well, yes. Wen
take some of that. too. Hurrah!
Wen look like the very home Of
the blessed old Santa Claus, won't
we. little boy?
We like you, wreath man, and
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-12-17

we love the thoughts the sight Of
you brings to US. Happy thoughts,
tender thoughts, generous thoughts.
How is the little sewing woman
who worked 50 hard to get daugh-
ter ready for school this fall; how
is it going to be with her Christ
mas? Lives all alone somewhere,
doesn't she, on the top floor that
is none too warm?
Invite her and her best friend to
dinner at the best restaurant in
the neighborhood. You can't be
there? Well. what of that; she can
be your guest just the same, can't
she? Go and see the restaurant
man about it, have a table deco
rated and send the little seam
stress to dine in style for once.
Won't she be proud to show her
friend what fine friends she has up
there in the big world where people
wear real furs and ride in real au-
tomobiles?
What has become Of the old
French teacher who used to say
bon jour so cheerily every time
he came into the house? He looked
little pale the last time you saw
him? Why not send him bottle
of French wine and Merry
Christmas to gladden. his heart?
What time it is, what time!
No one can possibly be offended at
any sort Of kindness now. The
stiffest ramrod on earth must bend
little in the wreath season, the
friendly season. the joyous season.
Isn't it good thing it comes once
year, anyhow?
Let Me Help You Up.
Isn't it fine to get all the queer
kinks out of our queer kinked-up
brains, and remember only that we
are all human, all sick and sorry
sometimes. all foolish and stupid
once i'm a while all lonely and sad
when our turns come. all brothers
and sisters, all one big, kindly. hop
IlE, rearing, STRIVING, stumbling
family all to be laid alike in the
brown earth some day?
Come, sister, you have stumbled
there on that rough bit of road:
come let me help you up. came
near to slipping there myself-what
gasp of the breath il gives me to
think of it. even now.
Here brother, things went badly
with YOU there at that turn in the
dark. | had a friend went over the
bank in that same place last year.
See, the lights are shining down
there, AN along the road. the gay
lights, the friendly lights Of Christ
mas. Let's an hurry and stand TO-
sether among them, Just little
While before we start on again
alone on the hard. puzzling Journey
along the dark road
He's here the man with the
vreaths Hurrah for him and the
wares he brings!
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The Earth Dwindled.

AS / gazed the earth dWindled to
the insignificant point that it really
is, and Sirius grew and grew before
me until it became supernal in it's
splendor and in the sense of bound
less power that it's ceaseless flash
ings conveyed. Space and time
vanished, for the moment, and |
seemed to be standing in the imme-
date presence of that mighty star.
In its light familiar facts assumed
new and grander significance. as
II my human intelligence had been
lifted to higher plane
Then, in imagination, | returned
and seized our sun in my hands to
fling it out into the depths of space
yOnder. When it started it was an
enYelOping blaze of quenchless
fire, which swallowed the world.
and licked up the planets like notes
of lntiammable dust. But as it
spun away, it began to shrink like
the receding light of a steamer
speeding out of a harbor at night;
and when it had arrived at the dis
lance of Sirius it was but twink
ling point, 40 times less brilliant
than the great star flaming beside
it, Although it had made day when
near the earth, now 1t could not
cast the tiniest shadow with its
microscopic beams, Distance had
revealed it in its true dimensions
and stripT ed from it the false pre-
dominance with which it dazzles
our nearby eyes on the earth. 1t
had become but tiny star in the
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-12-17

TIME other Sunday night, at
about II o'clock. I glanced
out of my window and could
not restrain an exclamation of de-
light mingled with wonder.
Vast shadowy buildings rose high
on all sides of the broad inner
court across which l was looking,
and screened off the light from the
street lamps, so that the view was
like that from huge square crater
with steep. irregular walls all
around and a perfectly black sky
overhead. In the midst of this
square Of sky. glowing and scintil-
lating like a hundred Kohinoor dia-
monds pinned upon a screen of
black velvet, were the stars of
Orion, the most magnificent of the
consultations that make up the
universe as we see it from our
earth.
It was vertically sight to make
one gasp! 1 think l have never
seen Orion so brilliant. Those far
away suns seemed to have drawn
nearer, as if the great constellation
were actually descending from the
sky. Below, toward the left, blazed
the immense star Sirius, its rays
Pickering with every color of the
rainbow
At this sight the mighty truths Of
astronomy burst upon my mind
with an intensity of meaning which
I have seldom known equaled.
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The Smiles and Stockings
of Atlanta

The Genuine Happiness of Christmas Lies Bringing Happ
Someone Else. There's Nothing Easier Than That
Try the Next Week and See For Yourself
The river press. [volume] (Fort Benton, Mont.) 1880-current, 1912-05-22

457.-1 COW sold by Labrie $36. As
branded right hip.-1-Mont. Lo-
y cal.
The river press. [volume] (Fort Benton, Mont.) 1880-current, 1912-05-22

458.-1 COW sold by O'Donnell
............ .............. $55. 90
No brand .-1-MOnt. Local.
The river press. [volume] (Fort Benton, Mont.) 1880-current, 1912-05-22

46o.-1 steer sold by Davis at
y branded right ribs. -1-Mont. Lo-
cal.
The river press. [volume] (Fort Benton, Mont.) 1880-current, 1912-05-22

461.-1 steer sold by Johns at
Silver .$44. so
m branded left lbs .-1-Mont. Local.
The river press. [volume] (Fort Benton, Mont.) 1880-current, 1912-05-22

423.-1 steer shipped by Taddiken
from Kingmont ......... $50. So
branded on left hip.-3-Sioux.
The river press. [volume] (Fort Benton, Mont.) 1880-current, 1912-05-22

429.-1 steer shipped west by
Barb Wire from Big Sandy $55. so
branded on right shoulder
Mont. Local.
The river press. [volume] (Fort Benton, Mont.) 1880-current, 1912-05-22

427.-1 steer shipped west by
Geo. Smith from Bull Noun
\ tain .......... $Ol.UO
branded on left ribs. -1-Mont.
Local.
The river press. [volume] (Fort Benton, Mont.) 1880-current, 1912-05-22

261.-1 calf shipped by Newman
from Blatchford Sill OF
No brand.-115.
The river press. [volume] (Fort Benton, Mont.) 1880-current, 1912-05-22

266.-1 steer shipped by Clark
J from Kingmont ..........$ 34.7 4
branded right hip.-92.
The river press. [volume] (Fort Benton, Mont.) 1880-current, 1912-05-22

270.-1 heifer shipped by Nc
n Namara & NARROW from Big
SANDY .$3S.l
branded right ribs.-97.
The river press. [volume] (Fort Benton, Mont.) 1880-current, 1912-05-22

- 462.-1 steer shipped by Hart
x Bros, from Big Timber Sal. Ga
branded right shoulder.-1-Retd
The river press. [volume] (Fort Benton, Mont.) 1880-current, 1912-05-22

267.-1 steer shipped by Nc
n Dowell from Galata .......$42. 81
W. branded left ribs.-95.
The river press. [volume] (Fort Benton, Mont.) 1880-current, 1912-05-22

42S.-1 steer shipped west by
Shonkin from Big Sandy $53. 90
branded on left ibs.-1-Mont.
Local.
The river press. [volume] (Fort Benton, Mont.) 1880-current, 1912-05-22

262.-1 heifer shipped by Newman
from Blatchford ..........$ 25 0S
branded left ribs.-115.
The river press. [volume] (Fort Benton, Mont.) 1880-current, 1912-05-22

463.-2 steers shipped by Sun
SN River from Great Falls 1852. 80
~ branded left hip.-1-1912 Reid.
The river press. [volume] (Fort Benton, Mont.) 1880-current, 1912-05-22

425.-1 ste. .er shipped by Taddi-
ken from Kingmont ......$59.h
branded on left shoulder, and
on left ribs .-3-Sioux.
The river press. [volume] (Fort Benton, Mont.) 1880-current, 1912-05-22

26S.-2 steers shipped by Nc
Dowell from Galata ...... $67 80
branded right ribs.-95.
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= 269.-2 steers shipped by Nc
Namara & NARROW from Big
SANDY .$l35. AZ
= branded left shoulder 81.
The river press. [volume] (Fort Benton, Mont.) 1880-current, 1912-05-22

~ 2S2.-1 steer shipped by McCad-
den from Chinook ....... $50. 20
branded left hip.-116.
The river press. [volume] (Fort Benton, Mont.) 1880-current, 1912-05-22

2S3.-1 steer shipped by Flasted
from Kingmont .......... SIG. so
~ branded right ribs.-116.
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Continued on Page 81.
The evening times. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1906-1914, 1912-08-23
EFENsE
Counsel for Accused Lieutenant
Talks of Lot of Lies"

y
John f. Mcintyre. chief counsel for
Lieutenant Becker, was very much
wrought up over the statement tina
his client had $65.S45 in vafious banks
in this city, says the New York Times.
There is not a single word Of truth
III that story" said Mr.. Mcintyre.
Becker hasn't any money except
what he n his wife have saved
through years of lard work.. I'll prove
that, too. There isn't a lie thai has
been told against Becker. and there
has been scores of them. that l will
not be able to expose"
Are you going to ask thai the trial
of Becker be held in some other place
than this city?"
IF Becker is ever tried at all he will
probably be tried here. 1 am not
afraid of fair play When the case gets
into court. have no grievances
ly a grievance against those persons
who are seeking to build UP a case
against my client by innuendo and
false statements. The public's mind
has been worked upon until no man
is willing to believe that any public
official is honest. 1t is a dangerous
hcondition, but l am sure that it is on
hysteria and will pass away when
The public begins to realize that nearly
sHl Of the stuff they read in the news
papers has not a shred of truth in it."
Mr.. Mcintyre was asked to specify
scme Of the false statements. He re-
piled in a burst Of anger:
Look at the stories about Becker
having three bank accounts in as
many different cities in New Jersey.
Details were given Of these accounts.
Even the m at was alleged Becker
used for the purpose Of hiding the
money were given: What has become
of these accounts? Nothing more ia
heard OF them. That story served the
hour and has passed out Of the pub
lie mind. Now we are told that Beck
err has stored in a number of banks
IN handsome sum Of 6 5000. All Of
the banks are going to furnish the
public with full details OF these &C.
counts. Then there was said to be a
large amount in cash and securities
and what not in a safe deposit vault.
This treasure was to be dragged forth
to the light of day.
ANY sensible nan could see in a
moment. If he would only stop to
think about 1t. that such to story is a
tor and a banking institution are
! sacred. Every account a bank holds
is a trust. No bank would betray the
secrets Of its customers except for
specific reasons. To read the stories
one would suppose that the banks
| we're tumbling over each other to get
! to the district attorneys office for the
purpose Of laying bare the secrets Of
their customers. Why. 1t is absurd.
SAnd the worst Of It all is. that a per-
The evening times. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1906-1914, 1912-08-23
To the Honorable Mayor and Men,
beers of the CITY Council of the City

To the Honorable Mayor and Menu
bers of the City Council of the City
of Grand Forks. North Dakota:
Gentlemen: We the undersigned,
referred the matter of drafting and
reporting to you honorable body suit
able resolutions to commemorate the
memory of John Lunseth, who at the
time of his death was superintend-
ent of the waterworls of the city OF
Grand Forks. in compliance with
your directions report as follows:
John Lunseth was born at Molde,
In the Kingdom of Norway. on the
9Th day of June A. d. 1862. and was
fifty ears old al the time Of his
death. About thirty years ago he left
his old home in Norway and came
directly to the city of Grand Forks
where he has resided ever since. He
filled the position of superintendent
Of waterworks of the city of Grand
Forks for upwards of eight years and
conscientious officer. He leaves a
wife. sever children and numerous
friends to mourn his loss. Your COM
mittee therefore, present the following
resolutions for adoption:
Resolved: That in the. death of
John Lunseth the city Of Grand Forks
has lost a valuable citizen and an up-
one whose memory will be cherished
by all.
Be 1t further resolved: That these
resolutions b spread on the minutes
of the city council and that a copy
of them be transmitted to the family
of the deceased.
IS. H. Sannes,
o. T. Ellestad,
II. j. Smith.
Cnn,,,ittoo
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there was just as much public excite
nIent now. And what became of that
investigation. Thirty-one policemen
were indicted at that time. but only
six were tried. Only n OF the indict-
ed men serve a term in prison. and
that term was for the period Of n
month.
that l am minimizing the need of a po-
lice investigation. The only point that
I want to make IL to enter a protest
against unfair play. Let US abide by
the rules Of the game. II any man is
guilty that man will be punished.
And II any man Is innocent that man
will escape in the courts. But the
stages the innocent suffer Just as much
as II they were guilty. Every bit Of
Becker's past life has been raked up
and the blacklist side Of It is COM
mented pon. Why. a man might
think he was not human the way he
has been pounded.
Let US look at the case for a mo-
ment. A gambler threatens to peach
on his associates. 1t is said thai he
is especially bitter against a police Of
fcer. Why? Because that police Of
ncer drove him out of business. There
fore 1t is clear that there could have
been no business relations between
them. Other gamblers fear that il
their secrets are told they will not be
allowed to run their gambling houses.
Therefore they kill him. Some men
of bad character are arrested. and
they begin to tell stories about each
other. They are working for their lib
erty. and the bigger the stories they
tell the surer they are that they will
be set free. So they tell the biggest
kind of stories they can think Of, and
they involve thep police officer. Where
upon the newspapers assume hat the
police officer has grown suddenly rich,
and that he is the man who killed the
gambler.
What a perfectly ridiculous thing it
is. In the public mind a perfect web
Of evidence has been procured. They
get their ideas from the newspapers,
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