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THE ATLANTI AN
11
AMERICAN NATIONAL BANK
ATLANTA, GEORGIA
Statement of Condition, As Reported to Comptroller
of the Currency At close of business June 14,1912,
RESOURCES
Loans and Discounts.
United'States Bonds
Other Bonds and Securities
Due from U. S. Treasurer
Cash in Vault and with Banks
$3,618,571.70
500,000.00
62,583.12
25,000.00
845,083,86
$5,051,238.68
LIABILITIES
Capital Stock..
$ 600,000.00
594,893.96
474,695.00
Surplus and Profits
Circulation
Deposits 3,381,649.72
$5,051,238.68
The officers and directors of this bank unite in inviting
new accounts on the basis of efficient service
and absolute security.
CAN’T EVEN GUESS.
Mexican leaders feel a diffidence about
offering any assurances as to what may
happen, inasmuch as their own ignorance
on that point is usually most profound.
—Washington Star.
WANTED.
THERE WILL BE ANOTHER
IN JUNE.
We trust Mr. Taft will not attach un J
due importance to the fact that this is
the first R-less month.—Columbia State.
WHERE, OH, WHERE?
THE WORST KIND OF
MORTGAGE.
Is it not a disheartening thing to go
through life under the harrow of debt,
struggling to get release under circum
stances that give no hope of relief? Is
it not unfortunate to feel that we can
never lift the mortgage from the home,
that in spite of all our efforts it must
finally be sold over the heads of those
dearer to us than life itself! But all
this is nothing compared with the mort
gage of vice upon the character which
blights the life.
Many a man has died without being
able to lift the mortgage from his home,
yet has been a real success, for he kept
his manhood clean, his integrity/ un
stained, and, although he left no ma
terial wealth, he had enriched the lives
of all who knew him.
The nicotine mortgage upon your vi
tality, the alcohol mortgage which har
dens your nerve fiber, benumbs the brain
cells, paralyzes the power to achieve, and
makes you a slave instead of a king, are
incumbrances compared with which the
mere mortgage upon your home is a bless
ing.
If you are mortgaged to the cigarette
habit, which demoralizes your ambition,
poisons your blood, benumbs your nerves
and vitiates your aim; if you have a
whisky mortgage, an immorality mort
gage on your character which you have
been trying for years to lift, this is in
finitely worse than your chattel mort
gage or real estate mortgage. The mort
gage on your home may not touch your
real self. In spite of it you may be a
man, respected, looked up to, admired.
If your life has been clean, you may have
made every acre of land in your vicinity
worth more. But if your character is
mortgaged to a demoralizing habit; if
you are the victim of a degrading vice
that holds you down, cripples your ad
vance, this is a thousand times worse.
It loses you not only your respect, but
also the respect of those who know you.
If you have fallen into the slavery of a
vice; if you have a mortgage on your
character too strong for your will power
to lift, you are in a bad -plight. There is
only one power that can cancel the mort
gage. If you have become the victim of
the power of vicious acts which kill self-
respect, which demoralizes you, which de
grades you, which keep you down, you
are under a mortgage which it will re
quire Divine help to lift, which only om
nipotent power can cancel.
Are you carrying a cigarette habit
mortgage which saps all your physical
savings of energy? Are you trying to
make the run for success, the race for
the goal loaded down with a whisky
mortgage! If you are, you are like the
runner who starts on the race with a
heavy iron dumb-bell in his hand, which
wrenches him out of his straight course,
destroys the symmetry of his move
ments, makes him topple and keeps him
back, taking away the strength and
breath he needs for the final heat, so
that he lies down exhausted half way to
the goal. The runner who is trying to
gain the championship strips himself of
everything which can possibly retard his
progress. He can not afford to be
weighted down with that which hinders
and binds and hampers his movements.
He must have freedom.
You can not afford to try to make your
great life-run loaded down with any
hampering habit. You can not afford to
risk hazarding your success for a little
temporary pleasure, your chance of
reaching the goal for the sake of taking
along with you some hindering, crippling
vice.
Many writers and artists are so mort
gaged to liquor, their nerves are so
soaked in tobacco that they have lost
their finer sensibilities. They can no
longer judge with clear perception artis
tic values. Their mortgage has reduced
their earning capacity to one-half or one-
tenth of its original worth. There are
many artists whose whisky mortgage has
cut their earning capacity from ten to
fifteen thousand dollars a year down to
a few hundred and in some cases, to
nothing at all.
I know business men whose striking
abilities have been so mortgaged that in
stead of being at the head of large con
cerns, of great enterprises, they are look
ing for any kind of a job which will give
them a fair competence.
I know lawyers, once brilliant, who
stood high at the bar, who have become
so smirched in the grip of vice that they
have completely lost their standing, and
have hard work to earn their bread and
butter.
How many have gone down under the
mortgage of a shady reputation, a tar
nished character?—Orison Swett Marden
in Success Magazine.
PRACTICAL GIRL.
Her Father—“Can you support my
daughter in the style to which she has
been accustomed!"
Suitor—“No, sir; but she says she
can accustom herself to the style in
which I can support her."—Boston
Transcript.
GUILTY AND LESS GUILTY.
From Woodrow Wilson’s speech:
For the controversy between Mr.
Roosevelt and the President is nothing
loss than a controversy upon this point
—which of them was the least implicated
in the alliances which have held tho Re
publican party in thrall?
A keen thrust, Governor.—Baltimore
Evening Sun.
THE ALL-COTTON FOLLY.
Year before last the farmers of this
section made a fairly' good corn crop,
and as a consequence had fat stock and
lived mainly at home. Last year they
sacrificed everything in the interest of
cotton, with the result that they received
less money for the large crop they raised
in 1911 than they got for the smaller
crop of 1910. And not only that: Many
of them are even this early in the sea
son buying corn at over a dollar a bushel
because of their neglect of this crop last
year—to say nothing of having to pay
about $20 a ton for hay. It is to be
sincerely hoped the same mistake will
not be made during 1912. Now is the
time to plant an abundance of corn and
other food crops.—Greensboro Watch
man.
A Hat for the Head of navigation.
A Nightcap for the Brow of the hill.
A Monocle for the Eye of opportunity.
A Stickpin for a matrimonial Tie.
A pair of sleeves for the Arms of sea.
A Glove for the Hand of fate.
A Manicure for the Finger of scorn.
Link Buttons for Cuffs of misfortune.
A corset for the Waste of time.
Suspenders for Breeches of trust.
A Shoe for the Foot of the hill.
A Toothbrush for the Teeth of the
wind.
REFLECTIONS OF A BACHE
LOR.
A girl with pretty ankles seems willing
to bo out in the rain like a duck.
A woman wants her praise when she
deserves it; a man wants his anyhow.
If a girl hears a man pay a compli
ment to anybody else she can never bo
sure he is to be trusted.
Some folk can take pride in how much
more distinguished their family skeleton
is than other people’s.
A very useful thing about a chest of
tools is all the things you could do with
them if you could ever learn how.—New
York Press.
Sam: “Will you keep our engage
ment secret for the present?"
Lulu: “All right, but where’s the
present?"
CHOICE PARTS.
Actor: “I’ve been with you now
three years, and I think I am entitled
to a raise.”
Manager: “Certainly. Henceforth
you shall play in all the parts that have
meals."
WHAT’S THE USE?
History Tutor: "I shall expect you
to write an essay on the French Revolu
tion."
Student: “Why do you ask me to do
that, professor! Isn’t Carlyle's French
Revolution good enough?"
SHE WON.
First Little Girl—“Your papa and
mamma are not your real parents. They
only adopted you."
Second Little Girl—“All the better.
My parents picked me out; yours had
to take you just as you came. ’ ’—Denver
News.