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man who was with us on that train
twenty years ago. He had made his
fortune; he also had married a Gen
tile, and was marvelously rich; yet,
joy was far from his haert. He had
gained money, but the pleasure to en
joy that money was not with him.
Which of the two young Jews was
the riches? He who has thousands of
dollars in his bank book, or he who
has laid up for himself riches where
no thief or rust can destroy, in the
Heavens above?
A reputable citizen of Atlanta left
four umbrellas to be repaired. At noon
he had luncheon in a restaurant, and as
he was leaving he absentmindedly start
ed to take an umbrella from a hook
near his hat.
“That’s mine, sir,” said a woman at
the next table.
He apologized and went out. When
he was going home in a street car
with his four repaired umbrellas, the
woman he had seen in the restaurant
got on. She glanced from him to his
umbrellas and said:
“I see you had a good day.”
THE BOY IN THE LITTLE TOWN.
(Continued from page 9.)
provided for all these years while we
have been blind to it. We should study
the needs of the children whose
bringing up God has placed into our
hands.
“Therefore, I move you, Madam
Chairman, that we ask the school
board for permission to let the boys
use the school yard as a baseball
ground during the summer vacation,
to keep them off forbidden vacant lots
whose use they must steal to indulge
their natural love for play; that we
try to interest grown-up young men
to become leaders for them in their
games, and that we contribute money
to supply bats, balls and other para
phernalia, so that they may begin
playing at once.”
Hardly had the motion been sound
ed before the meeting was in a tur
moil. Miss Tabitha Potts, who had
begun to squirm in her chair with
Mrs. Brown’s inference that there was
something more important for the club
to consider than Shakespeare, was the
first to get the floor.
“I rise to a point of order,” she
protested. “This club was organized
for the purpose of studying Shake
speare, and not children, and those
of us who have no” —here one of the
young mothers snickered audibly, but
Miss Tabitha only glared at her over
her glasses and continued, emphasiz
ing the next word —“interest in the lat
ter will find our activities curtailed.”
Statement of the Condition of
THE FARMERS & TRADERS BANK,
Located at Atlanta, Ga., at the close of business May 22, 1913.
RESOURCES.
Demand Loans $126,337.85
Time Loans 248,710.45
Overdrafts, secured 7.495.95
Bonds and Stocks owned bv the
Bank 50,875.00
Banking House 6.102.71
Furniture and Fixtures 1,659.20
Other Real Estate 50,998.08
Due from Banks and Bankers in
this State 17,282.81
Due from Banks and Bankers in
other States 14,975 17
Currency $5,600.00
Gold 261.00
Silver, Nickels, etc., 1,463.47
■Clearing House 8.326.81
T0TAL5540,052.50
®? ker ’ <' ashi * Jr - of The Farmers % Traders Bank, who being duly
si ail Or LrEOlUjrlA, rulton County.
sworn, says that the above and foregoing statement is a true condition of said Bank, as
shown by the books of file in said Bank. p. j BAKER.
Sworn to and subscribed before me, this 27th day of May, 1913
L. A. HOLLINGSWORTH,
Notary Public Fulton County, Ga.
SWEET CLOUD.
(Continued from page 3.)
Sadness lingered in al Ibosoms as
they slowly wended their ways home
ward. Desolation reigned in the home
of Major Cloud. The silence was
broken only by the heart-sobs of
Nettie Richards and the moans of the
bereaved parents.
Towards evening, Nettie went again
to the grave to weep. Somehow she
felt that Sweet would seem nearer
where she had caught her last glimpse
of the beautiful form. There with h's
cheek pressed upon the freshly made
grave, was the stranger—the slouch
hat beside him. The moment his iden
tity was revealed to her, Nettie gave
an exclamation of surprise which
brought Rupert Vane to his feet.
How sadly changed he was! The
bloated countenance, the blood-shot
eyes, betokened continuous dissipa
tion.
She placed her hand within the one
he extended in salutation, and, with
the light of a golden sunset envelop
ing them, they talked sadly, weeping,
of the past, the present and the fu
ture.
(To be Continued.)
But the day was saved by the sec
retary who found an amendment to the
constitution, adopted the year that
the club turned its attention to Brown
ing for a season, which provided that,
besides studying Shakespeare, the club
might devote itself as well “to such
other matters as the members by vote
decided to take up.”
Then the question was put and car
ried by a narrow margin of two votes.
The board granted the asked-for per
mission without question; a young col
lege graduate, a schoolmaster at home
for the vacation, at the request of Mrs.
Brown’s committee took charge of the
playground, and in a half day, with the
help of the boys he had a backstop
in place. Within a week several nines
had been organized, and play was un
der way for the “league champion
ship,” under umpires of the boys’ own
choosing.
“I wish we had some place to play
tennis,” Bessie Brown said disconsol
ately to her mother some days later.
“Sylvia Smith’s cousin is visiting here
from the city, and she says it is a
fine game for girls.”
Mrs. Brown, who had been made
chairman of the new Municipal Im
provement Committee of the Club, call
ed the members together, and with the
money left from the baseball appro
priation, a net, balls and rackets were
ordered by the next mail. When the
outfit) was in place, and the court
ready for play, Miss Williams, living
with a widowed sister in Little Town,
offered to teach the girls the game.
LIABILITIES.
Capital Stock Paid in $ 25,000.00
Surplus Fund 54,942.90
Undivided Profits, less Current
Expenses, Interest and Taxes
Paid 9,739.23
Dueto Banks and Bankers in
this State 107,586.40
Due to Banks and Bankers in
other States 158,000.00
Individual Deposits Subject to
Check 128,208.29
Savings Deposits 24,494.94
Time Certificates 31,702.00
Cashier’s Checks 378.24
T0TAL5540,052.50
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sat on the white sand.
“I adore intelligence,” she cried.
“So do I,” said he. “All the same,
though, beauty and intellect never go
together.”
“And do you think me intellectual?”
she faltered.
“No,” he confessed frankly.
With a faint blush she murmured.
“Flatterer.”