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12 THE ATLANTIAN THE American National Bank Atlanta, Ga. CAPITAL AND SURPLUS $1,000,000. OFFICERS: WILLIAM L. PEEL, President ROBT. F. MADDOX, Vice-President TIIOS. J. PEEPLES, Cashier JAS. P. WINDSOR, Assistant Cashier JAS. F. ALEXANDER, Assistant Cashier A progressive bank in the leading city of the growing south. CLAUD E. BUCHANAN. One of the growing young men of At lanta is Claud E. Buchanan, whose ac tivities are now being manifested in many directions. Connected by marriage with the Swift family, he has become interested in that great manufacturing industry known as the Swift Specific Company. But his interests there are indirect; ho does not take any hand in the management. He is president, treas urer, however, of the Folsom Restaurant CLAUDE E. BUCHANAN, President-Treasurer Folsom s Restaurant Company. Company, the oldest established restau rant company in Atlanta, having been continuously in the business at the same location for the past forty years. He is a director in the Montgomery Thea tre Company, which is the best fitted up of the numerous moving picture shows of the city. His hobby, in so far as he has a hobby, is real estate, and he is an extensive dealer in city and subur ban property, being at this moment pres ident of the Peachtree Investment Com pany. Young, energetic, and of good judgment, he has already established himself in the public confidence, and in the years to come has every promise of becoming one of the business leaders of the city. THE WRONG OX GORED. Clement .1. Driscoll at a dinner told a number of amusing stories about his strenuous life as commissioner of weights and measures last year. “A friend of mine,” said Mr. Dris coll, “noticed one morning that his grocer looked very sad. “ ‘What’s the matter, old man?’ my friend asked, jokingly. ‘The weights and measures man hasn’t been dropping in on you, 1 hope ?’ “ ‘Yes, he has,' snapped the grocer. ‘ ‘ ‘ But you don't really mean to say, ’ exclaimed my friend, ‘ that he caught you giving only fifteen ounces to the pound ?’ ‘ ‘ ‘ Worse than that! ’ groaned the grocer. “ ‘ I’ve been giving seven teen ! ’ ” INVADING THE SOUTH. A party of Italians, among them Lugi Solari, president of the Italian Cham ber of Commerce of New Yortc, and i Police Ferrero, a brother o. the Italian j socialogist ami historian, left New York for North Carolina July 2 in quest of farming land. They represent not the advance guard, hut the leaders of the . first reserves in a new immigration in- j vasion of tne South. Heretofore the j tide of immigration lias swept westward j from tlie great ports of entry. The Southern experimental colonies have already been planted. It is on their success that the future of the* enterprises depend. The Italian party went to look over a group of Italians located at St. Helena, just out from Wilmington. There they were met by a mass band EDWIN P. ANSLEY, Atlanta’s Chief Booster. of their countrymen who are making themselves into farmers instead of the more familiar New York “wap.” Two days before the inspecting party started on its work, three humble Hol landers went by day coach over the same route, to end up at Castle Haynes Col ony, on a farm donated for their use this summer by Hugh McRae, one of the financial hankers of the colonizing scheme. Their purpose in making the long journey from Holland is to see if they can put Irish potatoes anu lettuce onto the New York market from their farm in ninety days. They get ns a starter a mule, a shanty, seeds, fertilizer, and implements, and have a twenty-acre (dace to work with. The experimentation is by no means confined to the Dutch and Italian. Hun garians are already established in some strength at Castle Haynes, Boles at Mar at non, Bermans at Newherlin, and Hol landers and Poles at Artesia—all these places near Wilmington, and in easy reach of the market. The advance guard of foreign immigration started for the South in 1905. Before winter the first line of the reserves should he on the ground.—Cottier’s Weekly. A frequent sign: SHOES SHINED INSIDE. Seems like a sheer of waste of per fectly good polish and energy. CURRENT COMMENT. The Brooklyn Eagle says: “A French man long age described the United States as a country witli forty religions and only one sauce. We have more sauces, now that we import oar cooks from Paris, and President Eliot is do ing his best to reverse the epigram by converting us ail to one religion.” The Philadelphia Record (Dem.) says: “The robbers who roll us are robbing away, with no prospect of relief from them. Last fall when Mr. Taft promised the relief, Mr. Aldrich kept in the back ground. He was a mum. He minimized himself. Now he is a “bigker man” than old Taft. He looms. Had he so loomed this time last year it would have cost his party a million votes. ’ ’ The Mobile Register (Dem.) says: “Jr is further explained now by Secretary Dickinson that the trusts that are not to he patronized by the War Depart ment are those that have been tried by federal procedure and adjudged unlaw ful trusts and combinations in restraint of trade. The secretary thus recognizes that there are good trusts and withdraws his implied boycott as to them.” The New fork Evening Post (Deni.) says: “When ‘compromise’ fills the air, the strong man with immovable convic tions is in a position to dictate terms. In 1893, Senator Gorman brought for ward his plan to compromise—really to bedevil—the repeal of the silver-pur chase law, and boasted that it was sure to pass because it would unite the Dem ocratic party. But Grover Cleveland hit it a sledge-hammer blow, and the result was a clean-cut repeal from which the i country lias benefited ever since. We hope that President Taft will be equally unyielding for the right.” ONE EXPLANATION. An old lady, the customer of an Irish farmer, was rather dissatisfied with the watery appearance of her morning's cream, and finally she complained very bitterly to him. “Bo aisy, mum,” said Pat. “You see, the weather of late lias been so terrific hot that it has scorched all the grass off the pasture land, and Oi have been compelled to feed the pore beasts on water lilies! ” J. LEE BARNES, Police Commissioner.