The Atlantian (Atlanta, Ga.) 19??-current, April 01, 1911, Image 19
THE ATL ANTI AN
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A Strong Directorate
T HE protection afforded by any bank to its depositors is its capital,
surplus and undivided profits and the manner in which the affairs
of the institution are conducted and supervised, and the funds in
vested.
The American National Bank
Of Atlanta
lias capital, surplus and undivided profits of more than $1,000,000, it is
under rigid government supervision, and its directorate consists of men
of ripe experience, sound judgment and undoubted integrity, represent
ing the foremost business interests of Atlanta and making a board of un
usual strength.
Following are the names of these directors and their several busi
ness connections:
LEWIS H. BECK President Beck & Gregg Hardware Co.
BARTOW M. BLOUNT President White Hickory Wagon Man
ufacturing Co.
I)R. WM. S. ELKIN Elkin-Goldsmith Sanatorium
JOS. T. HOLLEMAN President Union Savings Bank
WILLIAM H. KISER Treasurer M. C Kiser Co.
ROBERT F. MADDOX..... Vice-President
GEORGE A. NICOLSON President Maddox-Rucker Co.
WILLTAM L. PEEL President
THOMAS J. PEEPLES Cashier, Treasurer City of Atlanta
BENJ. L. WILLINGHAM Pres. Piedmont Cotton Mills
CURRENT COMMENT.
The Birmingham News (Dem.)
says. "The bill to reduce Southern
representation in Congress need not
be considered seriously. No doubt the
member from New York has some ob
ject on the side, but there is no pro
bability of the bill becoming a law.
Crumpackism and Keiferism have
about run their course. They are
grandstand plays, and the South is
not at all worried about them.”
The Columbia (S. C.) Record says:
"We knew it was coming, and it has
come. A dispatch from Pittsburg
states that the woman implicated in
the Whitla kidnapping says she is not
the daughter of the Chicago fireman,
but that she is from Atlanta, Ga. Of
course. Every intelligent person knew
there was bound to be an Atlanta end
to the story. There has been an At
lanta end to every story ever since
Adam and Eve emigrated from South
Carolina to Georgia.”
The Brooklyn Eagle (Dem.) says:
"It was a long while before congress
men dared to vote to raise their own
salaries. It will be longer still before
they vote to cut the salaries down. A
good representative is not overpaid at
$7,500 a year. A poor representative
is overpaid at any price. But Con
gress makes no distinction in values
among its membership, and it is the
only arbiter when the question of re
muneration is concerned. Salary laws
are seldom revised downward when
those charged with the enactment and
alteration of them are unfavorably af
fected by revision. That is not more
characteristic of Congress here than
it is of human nature the world over.”
The Philadelphia Record (Dem.)
says: "The casual mention of the
fact that 80 per cent of the hosiery
made in this country is sold through a
single selling agency sheds a good
deal of light on the mystery of the in
creased duties on stockings. If there
be one thing more than another to
which Republican congressmen are
subservient it is a trust. If four-fifths
of all the hosiery is sold through a
common agency there is practically a
stocking trust; and wherever there is
a combination in restraint of trade
there will the Republican congress-
ment be gathered together to receive
their orders—and also other things,
perhaps; not, of course, in a personal,
but in a party way; for the congress
men are all honorable men.”
A TYPE WE NEED NOW.
Where are the strong men of the
best generation who took the lead in
the community life of the South; who
were wise in counsel, prompt in de
cision and courageous in action;
whose voices were not silenced by
timidity, policy or expediency in those
constantly recurring issues between
right and wrong in every city, town,
village and rural neighborhood? They
were positive men, of force and de
cision of character. They were deep
ly grounded in the religion of the Ten
Commandments. They believed in
strong, effective government in the
family, the community and the State.
They believed in the enforcement of
law. There was iron in their blood,
and they insisted on penalties for
wrongdoing and in prompt obedience
to the voice of just authority.
Such men made that priceless force,
now so lamentably scarce—public sen
timent, brave, clean, righteous public
sentiment that was the very moral
lifeblood of the community—for un
der the infection of their high exam
ples other men, lacking the qualities
of leadership, were not afraid to speak
out when speech was needed in de
nunciation of evil and evil-doers, and
thus public sentiment was crystallized
and made a mighty force for good.
Such men were positive, frank and
fearless, stern apostles of law and or
der and morality, who would make
no compromise with vice or crime,
hut were always tolerant of the rights
of others and held to no iron code or
creed to restrict freedom of opinion
and its decent expression. One such
man in a town was a steady tonic, a
source of moral health and strength
and courage to all the rest, and around
him iii every public emergency, large
or small, the better elements rallied,
sure that he would take the right side
and confident of his leadership.
But where is that type of the Old
South now? Has it disappeared in
the timidity and greed of commercial
ism? Has it flowered and gone to
seed? Never did we need such men
more, and if we have ceased to pro
duce them there must be something
fatally defective in a system that fails
at so vital a point. Here is a para
graph on this line taken from a late
exchange:
“No community can flourish unless
it has its proper quota of positive
men, who are wisely affirmative and
who cheer and energize by their
speech and action. They are a brac
ing tonic to the business and social
atmosphere. The negative man, on
the contrary, depresses, and so far as
his influence goes he serves to check
the spirit of enterprise, and thereby
works against the progress of the
place in which he dwells.”—Suwanee
Democrat.
ART IN SELLING HATS.
“It makes you look small,” says the
saleslady to the big woman who is try
ing on the hat, according to Judge
Sold.
“It makes you look plump,” says to
the slender woman. Sold.
"It makes you look young,” she says
to the obviously middle-aged woman.
Sold.
“It makes you look tall,” she says
to the short woman. Sold.
“It makes you look plump,” she says
to the slender woman. Sold.
"It brightens your face,” she says
to the dark woman. Sold.
“It brings out your color,” she says
to the pale woman: Sold.
And all the hats were alike.
A SHORT CUT ACROSS
FLORIDA.
Hon. Henry Watterson, the veteran
and highly esteemed editor of the
Louisville Courier-Journal, spent a
part of the winter on the west coast
of Florida, and returned to his edito
rial sanctum with his imagination all
aglow with the future greatness of
that part of that State. When the
Panama Canal is finished, and a canal
is cut across the State, the Gulf coast
is going to be the site of teeming cit
ies, but Gulf is to be the Mediter
ranean of the New World, and the
scepter of commercial greatness is
to be transferred from the mighty and
wealthy cities of the East to the
shores of the State of Flowers and
perpetual summer. Where now the
gopher hunts his hole in the sand hills
and the scrub pine shelters the rabbit
and the partridge there will be teem
ing villages and great cities whose
commerce will reach the furthermost
confines of the earth. And the section
of which he draws such a glowing
picture isn’t so far away from the
great East and the teeming West, as
he sees it from his editorial window
in Louisville. This is what he says:
"It is just outside the door of our
back yard. Presently the Gulf of
Mexico, made a world’s thoroughfare
by the completion of jthe Panama Ca
nal, will be the Mediterranean Sea
of the Western Hemisphere. Then
the back yard will become the front
yard, changing the whole marine ge
ography of the continent, transfer
ring the scepter of commercial power
from the North to the South, and mak
ing a shipping highway and vestibule
of continental enterprises of what has
hitherto been but a tropic waste. The
poor do not know how rich they are
until they go down into their socks.”
And the picture may not be so
greatly overdrawn. It wouldn’t cost
such a vast amount of money to con
struct a canal across the State. The
distance is less than a hundred miles,
and on the line of it are the Caloosa-
hatchie river and Lake Okeechobee,
both of which could easily be made
navigable for large vessels. The cost
of cutting a canal, therefore, wouldn’t
be as great as to put it in the class
of dreams of impractical dreamers.
The saving of distance between New
Orleans and other Gulf cities to East
ern cities would be almost a thousand
miles. It is certainly worth thinking
about, and Editor Watterson has been
thinking about it and other great
things for Florida. It is such winter
visitors as he is who are of real value
to a State or a city or a section they
honor with their presence. It is very
probable that when the Waterways
Commission begins its work it will
take into account the picture of the
West Coast section of Florida and the
canal which Mr. Watterson has pre
sented so vividly.