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VOLUME FIVE
NUMS EK TWEMFYTWO
/lEKK.Y EDITORS AT AMERICUS
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Georgia Weekly Press Association Giben Koyal Time in the Metropolis of Peaches, Cotton and beautiful Homes.
YOU Georgia editors! That’s what Amer
icus said last week and is saying yet,
to the Georgia Press Association —while
the editors, their wives, sweethearts,
and even some of their “devils” are
waving back at their generous enter
tainers —“O, you Americus!”
Everybody is ready to vote that he
and his party stopped in the loveliest
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home, rode in the finest automobile and ate the most
delectable peaches that anybody ever saw “since
Hannibal announced the Declaration of Independ
ence on the snow-capped peaks of the Alleghany
mountains.”
At 10 o’clock on the morning of July 12th, Presi
dent A. S. Hardy, of Gainesville, with a face like
Cicero and a heart like William of Orange, called
his colleagues to “get quiet” and follow Dr. Lansing
Burrows in the opening prayer. And many said,
“Amen” in their hearts when the grand man prayed
that their papers might be more and more a bless
ing to humanity and an honor to our Christian civil
ization. Hon. E. A. Nisbet, a leading lawyer of
Americus, delivered a graceful, eloquent address of
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WHERE THE GEORGIA P RESS ASSOCIATION MET.
ATLANTA, GA., JULY 21, 1,10.
welcome, fairly “splitting the ceiling” in his tribute
to the power of the weekly press.
Hon Walter Coleman, of The Cedartown Standard,
for fifteen years the enterprising and beloved presi
dent of the association, was called on to respond, and
he proceeded to reach out in Colemanian fashion
and accept that Americus welcome. He did more
than that —he actually grew literary, historical and
oratorical. Bound for Coleman!
Pretty soon the ever-ready and irrepressible Trox
Bankston, of The West Point News, was on his feet
calling on the editors to call on the legislature to
pass the compulsory education bill. They did it!
Editors have a reason for fighting ignorance.
Editor W. T. Christopher, of The Montezuma Rec
ord, made things lively by a vigorous paper declar
ing that the subscription price of the weekly news
paper must be increased. He declared that “the
high cost of living, the terrible tariff, and all other
things appertaining thereto made it a necessity.”
His brother editors agreed with him but they didn’t
know just how to go about it. They were afraid
their subscribers would show the bottom of their
shoes to the man in the moon. But they agreed to
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move in that direction. In other words "-subscribe
now before the advance—that is the summer slo
gan.
It is not ours to report the Convention in detail,
but we must refer to the brightest paper of the whole
gathering by Miss Mattie Torrey of the Elberton
Star on “Paragraphing in Georgia.” The wit was
fine and the wisdom was finer. It was glorious to
hear her flay the fellows who appropriate other folks’
mental children without giving credit. She declared
that anything that is worth copying is worth acknow
ledging, not merely to “exchange” but to the actual
author. Her superb paper created great enthusiasm.
Baseball, Automobiles and Peaches.
That afternoon we Editors were guests of honor at
a rousing game of baseball between Americus and
Quitman. Never mind that Americus beat the even
ing before, Quitman that evening, and there was a
long drawn tie the day following, the Editors were_
there to enjoy every good play of every player and
they made first class fans and rooters. And then the
automobiles! It was enough to make the average
moneyless editor “swim in the head” as he
enjoyed the unusual experience of feelin’’ rich
one time in his life. They took us and
switched us and whirled us and whizzed us over
the finest stretch of country road we have ever seen.
All the Editors went home declaring that they would
fight at home for such roads as Sumter County is
building. The Ware Orchard, whose Proprietor had
generously invited us to come and help ourselves,
vas a dream of fruit and fragrance. The picture of
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