Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-29

the serious things of life in the philos-
Ophy of Telemon Cruger Smith Cuy-
Ter, cosmopolite and dilettante, re-
Gently sued by his wife, formerly
Grace Barton, of Alameda, Cal. after
she had financed a world chase to
locate him and finally found
him through a Georgia farm
er's wife at his Jones County home
near Wayslde, the very place that a
cosmopolite is not supposed to be.
Cuyler's history has been loaded
with interest In the first place he
was born with riches. His father,
who bore the entirely commonplace
name Of Smith, was noted in Atlanta
as one of those rare geniuses who
can make money in cotton specula-
ton and keep it, while continuing in
the market. His mother was a Guy
Ter, of Jones County, family old in
Georgia's history and commensurate
~ distinguished with it's age.
Took Mothers Name.
The only son inherited his fathers
eccentricities and his wealth and his
mothers aristocracy and her name
For no sooner had he grown to man
hood than he asked the Legislature
of Georgia to change his title from
the Drosaic Smith to the decidedly
more euphonious Cuyler.
This action was earnestly resisted
by his uncle. Jack Smith, builder
and owner of Atlanta's House That
Jack Built and the pOssessor Of d
record for ecCentricity himself.
"a
tbear on the uncle. He withdrew his
opposition to the amended nomencla-
ture with the remark, which is At
lanta tradition, there have been
Smiths in the Presidents Cabinet.
Who ever heard of a Cuyler? I'm
glad to get him out Of the family"
But Cuyler did not change his ma
ture with his name. He continued to
do things that are not considered con
ventional. After a plunge in Atlanta
society he Jared West to find bride,
the classic advice of Horace Greeley
to the youth of the country being held
in high esteem at that time.
In golden California he found Miss
Grace Barton, who possessed a con-
siderable amount of the principal
product of her State. He wooed and
won her.
cuyler Becomes CosmopoIite.
They We're married in New York
at the Waldorf Astoria, and much
printers ink was devoted to the af-
fair.
Then Cuyler became the cosmopo-
lite. With his bride he spent years IL.
England, the Continent and the
Orient. He knew Whitehall Street,
London, as well as he did Whitehall
Street Atlanta. The same statement
could be made in reference to Paris
or Berlin or Pekin. if Atlanta hap
pened to boast a Rue de Rivoli,
Koenigsrasse or Kin JOY Low.
Now and then he would return to
Georgia, visiting Atlanta and the an
cestral halls of the Cuylers in Jones
County
His home comings were always her
aided. Cuyler became Georgia's cos
mopolite just like Atlanta is Georgia's
capital; Savannah, Georgia's princi-
pal seaport; Joe Brown, Georgia's in
termittent Governor Marching
Through Georgia." Georgia's State an
them with reverse english.
But his last coming attracted no
more notice than the peregrination
of Bill Jones from Baxley to Way
cross, or the fact that Sam Smith
went to Savannah from Screven
County for his Saturday debauch.
Turns Toes Out to Grass.
A month ago Cuyler returned to
Jones County to stay. And even as
he was a cosmopolite in the truest
tsense of the word from his VanDyHe
to his ability to pronounce "heurs de
oveur'' and tell the ingredients of
chow mein and the names Of the kings
buried in Cheops, he became a Jones
County farmer of the purest type.
No sooner had he settled in his an
cestral hall than he turned his toes
out to grass, found white pine box
susceptible to the use Of the Barlow
blade and learned to talk of Sher-
mans march.
While the was acclimating himself
he knew that divorce proceedings
were pending. He knew that his wife
was preparing to sue him not only
Cor separation, but for alimony, the
possession of his two children and to
cut him off from any share in owner
shin of the crop that was gathered In
California in the days Of 40.
Rut he did not know that the legal
action had been actually inaugurated.
And more than that, as far as all out
ward appearances tell a mans
thoughts he didn't care. He didn't
rail against the general truthfulness
Of the Italian maxim which Mr.. Ca
ruso sings, called ia donna e mo-
biIe'' He didn't declare that he would
resist the action until the last penny
of his fortune is spent. He didn't
tear his hair or gnash his teeth. He
didn't do anything that writer's Of
melodramas tell the uniformed that
persons in his predicament DO.
On the contrary, a smile illuml-
mated his face. It wasn't sardonic-
another blow to melodrama and Lau-
"a Jean Libbey. 1t was pretty good
sort of smile. It betokened real
amusement.
Glasses Betoken Dlettante.
His glasses. with a large black rib
bon securing them from falling on the