Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1919-01-10
MARGARET WILDE SAYS:

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struggles. trials 1t was if an opc:.
book lay before me. | saw, and un-
derstood l saw his sisters, young
WOmanhOOd, sitting there, casting
wiStful chances in his direction.
saw the many brothers and sisters
in between, look at him, their broth
er, whom they loved, and L saw
young America sitting there who
might have been an alien i'll their
midst, so great was the ways now
dividing them. And, [ wished there
was something for the girls to be
long to, uniforms, buttons and all,
for they count, too, where girls could
be taught and trained the thousand
md one things girls need to know.
Also | looked AT the fine chubby
baby held in a sisters arms; thc4
ia looli from MIN to young Americn
Il call him that because it suits my
fancy; he's worthy to be so Called)
and from young America back to TIN.
splendid baby, and these words KEEP
running through m mind, like =
tune of a song, you try to shake of
to shake it off. 1 was glOrying in
my thoughts; wanted them to kecp
it UP like this, Baby, you're going t"
get your chance, you're COINS to gel
your chance, your chance, You
chance, because of him." And, it's
going to happen, too. someWay it vii!
Ill begin through those boys in khaki
and blue coming home. You'll see.
Yesterday | stood looking down into
a hole i'm the earth where men dug
deep, bringing to light mineral sub
stances, iron ore, etc, that have been
hidden there all these years. Soon
the drill comes, machinery huns in
motion, trains haul loads of the once
hidden ores t. SmelterS, refining
takes place as it passes through va
and iron ready to DO it's bit in the
great world. But for men of brains
resources and ability, the ores would
forever remain in darkness.
Thus it is with the children; they
are jewels who need the polishing
touch of enlightenment; then they
will shine as stars, and in turn light
others way.
Once, amid the ever changing SUI
jeSts of conservation, the father
Il can't do it for l don't .lnow quite
enough about carpentering. | can't
join the union" Like a fash the
hero sons attitude changed. His
eyes took on strange, new fire as
he leaned forward in an attitude
do things, don't you know, and he
smiled up into his fathers eyes, and
he said. Never say you can't do
thing again. You can do it! [ used
to think l couldn't Go anything but
follow one mule hitched to pillow,
but now L know l can do anything
any other man can do" and | be-
Ieved him, too, and he said it in
that way L love so to hear | won
dered how it would be with his
father and him when he comes home
to stay; if his courage and indom-
liable spirit will fire up the dying
spark of ambition there in the big,
sineWy frame of the Older man.
They wanted me to play the or
enc who'd ever heard it before and
he said, when I first heard that 1
thought it the prettieSt song l ever
heard After old plantation melo-
led Banner, and he told them how
one was supposed to stand, civilians
and all, and related how soldiers
stand at attention and salute, etc.
Furthermore, he said there are peo-
pie who never heard star Spangled
Banner" and had you thought about
that? This is true, there are folks
in Georgia who wouldn't know it
from Bonnie Blue Flag. for instance.
Whose fault it it, 1 want to know
Teachers of country schools, please
take notice. You hold it in your
power to plant the seeds of patriot
ism in your pupils hearts by words
and songs, that will last through
to the end of time.
While this keen eyed young Amer
lean spoke so entertainments, my
eyes would wander from his face to
a walnut framed picture of generous
size, which hung on the wall, near
tht door. 1t was a face love to
study. 1t was President Wilson'S
own likeness, honOring the ceilinged
wall that remained as it came from
the planning mill-unpainted natural
And, we talked of him, who is now
in France and England receiving the
homage and respect that is his just
reward. Money can't buy the trib-
This humble family love him. They
sing his praises. The boy is a Will
son rooter. He said, Hes had
more to contend with than any
going down in history as one Of the
duced.
so what are you going to do
about it, you men Of state who
harassed him every, opnortunity and
opportunity and put stumbling
blocks in his path AID slandered
him foully? Also, YOU Just ordinary
individuals. what about you? When
going to read about odd Wilson,"
yes, sir, they are, and it's up to-
fhem to educate YOU as to his great
ness. [ voted for him in the last
election and you can Just put i'll
down Pm mighty proud I was one OF
the women in the last state heard
from, don't you know, that had that
blessed honor and privilege It's
more than some of you men deserve:
privilege. I wish our president
could travel down to Georgia incog-
rito. you know, and stop along in
the humble homes of the poor. where
his picture hangs on the wall; where
their love and honor for him is just
90 pure and unvarnished by super
fluities as the unpainted wall
"gainst which it rests. He would
hear them say kind words and he'd
7-00w it was from their honest
'"4rts. and all this would I5ind1e in
-. Wqrr1 human soul emotions he's