The Atlantian (Atlanta, Ga.) 19??-current, September 01, 1911, Image 14

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14 THE ATLANTIAN THE SIXTH WARD BANK Atlanta, Georgia RESOURCES LIABILITIES Loans and Discounts - $77,264.55 Capital Stock - - - $25,000.00 Furniture and Fixtures 2,230.34 Surplus and Undivided Profits - - - - 4,651.23 Cash on Hand and Due Deposits 65,759.13 from Banks - - 20,915.47 Bills Payable - - - 5,000.0® Total - - - - $100,410.36 Total .... $100,410.36 We respectfully solicit your Account whether large or small WE CASH RAILROAD PAY CHECKS We Pay 4 per cent, on Saving's J. S. SLICER, President M. C. KING, Vice-President WM. HURD HILLYER, WILLIAM MAULDIN, Vice-President Cashier IT’S A PITTY THE FOOL KILLER IS BUSY. When a man’s veins are filled with good red blood, he should be a man. If he meets defeat, take the “gaff” like a man, go to work and come again. No real man has any excuse for being a quitter. Yet this bunch of Tennessee legislators—like a pack of defeated coyotes—have tucked their tails between their hind legs and hiked. They found they could not EDWIN P. ANSLEY. One of the Most Enthusiastic Motorists in Atlanta and An Entrant in the Glidden Tour. run things up there to suit themselves sc they quit the game. They sought new pastures where they could gam bol, while doing the baby act. Politics at best is a peculiar game and a disgruntled politician is about the measliest, honeriest specimen of the two-legged animal that we know. He is all smiles if he wins, every body is a good fellow and the vote was honestly cast. But see him when he loses. Nothing is right; every one is a liar and the vote was counted crooked. You’ve seen them, bud, and know the game. But these Tennes see politicians, they couldn’t have the pie and like the dog in the manger say that no one else shall have it. You’ve seen boys playing, one wants 10 be it and when he finds out that he can’t take his things goes off bursting up the game. This is the way Mr. Minority Tennessee Legislature has acted. They can’t be it so they run and burst up the Tennessee leg-1 islative game. Some good healthy j Individual should take each one and lay him across his lap and administer a good dose of mother’s or father’s ! slipper to the seat of his trouser-loon® until he learns what his duty is to his State and those who elected him. All men can not be with the major ity if he has views of his own, but real men will battle for what they be lieve is right and not run like a whip ped cur. If the views held by this bunch of , minority Tennessee legislators are good and for the best interest of their State they should have stayed at home and fought it out. Showed that they were right and the future would have given them the victory. But as it is they will loose far aye. They may be paying their expenses and may be personally standing their business loss, but we don’t believe it. They are having a good time loafing, going to the ball games on somebody’s money. It may be their own, but and there you are—“But” with a big B. It’s a pity the State of Tennessee can’t do like the law did with the McNamaras and get them across the border Willy Nilly and get them in the legislative halls and poke some sense in them. We do hate a quitter and this Ten nessee bunch belongs to the quiting class. A SERIOUS CHARGE. (Prom the New York Commercial.) The panic of 1907 was designed to accomplish two things. The absorp tion of the Tennessee Coal & Iron Company was one, that the control of the steel business might be in the hands of Morgan. The other was the driving out of business for all time of the only Wall-Street figure who'inter fered with Morgan in banking and in shipping, Charles W. Morse. Judge Gary has told how Roosevelt aided the “Steel Trust;” and sometime the facts will be laid bare for the information of the public showing how Roosevelt assisted Morgan to put Morse out of business and away for the rest of his life. The committee should go to the bottom of the panic of 1907. (New York World.) Are we to believe that the panic of 1907 was a manufactured one—not one arising from an unforseen set of circumstances but purposely “design ed” by one man to accomplish two distinct objects for his and his asso ciates’ benefit? That disturbance has sometimes been called the “Roosevelt panic” and the “Morse panic,” but. for the reason in the one instance that the then President of the United States by his “trust-busting” policy C. W. McCLURE. President McClure 10 Cent Co., and a Man Who is Very Popu lar With Organized Labor. | and general swash-buckling had driv en the country into hysterics and un settled business confidence, and in the other instance that the “chain-of- banks" man had so stirred up The Street by his manipulation of bank properties that the banking lequili- brium could not be maintained and something had to break. But this is the first time that the panic of 1907 has been described as a purely artifi cial product conceived and carried out by one “captain of finance.” The charge is a most serious one, and the “Steel-Trust” committee of the House of Representatives ought surely to go deep enough with its probe to discov er whether or not there is any basis for the accusation. To a wholly un prejudiced mind it is utterly incon ceivable that there can be the slight est foundation for it—for the man thus assailed has a long record as a con structor, not a wrecker, of fortunes. THE HEIR’S REGRET. (From the New York Sun.) “I had a wealthy client who died a while ago,” said Senator John Sharp Williams. “He left his whole fortune to his only son, with me as executor of the estate. “Now he had kept this young man. who was just turned twenty-one, in pretty close leash during his youth, and it was with eyes bulging with ex pectancy of a good, far flung fling that the son called on me a few days after the funeral to learn when he was coming into his kingdom. “ ‘I haven’t qualified as executor yet. Bob,’ I told him, ‘but come around in a week or so and you can get what you want.’ “Promptly on the dot Bob turned up. “ ‘The period of advertising for claims against the estate will not expire for a fortnight yet,’ I told him this time, ‘so I can not legally pay you anything until then. Drop in in a couple of. weeks and I’ll fix you out.’ “Bob swallowed his disappointment and took his departure. At the end of a fortnight he promptly appeared again. “ ‘Sorry to disappoint you a third time, Bob,’ I said, ‘but there have been some purely formal claims filed against the estate that can not be dis posed of until next month’s term of cf court. If you’ll call after that you can get all the cash you want, but I really don’t see my way clear to pay out anything until these matters are disposed of. Come back in a month and it will be all right then.’ “Bob moved slowly to the door. With his hand on the knob he turned to me. “ ‘Mr. Williams,’ he said, sadly, ‘do you know sometimes I’m right sorry the old man died!’ ” “Don’t make me mad!” “Why?” “Because if I ever hit you I would knock you so high in the air that you would starve to death before you came back to earth.” —The Three of Us, at the Plaza Music Hall,