Mr. Lanham's Diary: Feb. 21, 1926

A quiet Sunday in Rome, police corruption alleged in Atlanta

It was Sunday, which in Mr. Lanham’s time in Rome, Georgia meant church, both morning and night. It was a clear and warm day, and he was delighted to share some cuttings from his rose bushes with a friend, who planted them in her yard. He wrote of “a lovely sunset which we saw from Aunt Alma’s.”

The Atlanta Constitution had a far more exciting report for…