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Collecting and Hoarding Jamik Gaither, ’32 Collecting and hoarding are instinctive tendencies and are manifested very im pressively in the small boy who stuffs his pockets with what he calls ‘‘important things'’, consisting mainly of bits of cord, marbles, corks, and stones. Time Mas, especially before the idea of having banks or of lending out money in the form of investments came to he accepted by persons who had money, that the in stinct to collect and hoard expressed itself in the custom of burying coins at the foot of a chimney, or in cemeteries, or hiding them in the bed one slept on. Each person, especially the head of the family, had his savings for a rainy day buried in some very inconspicuous place. Whenever more money was to he added to the amount already hidden, the person would go stealthily to his hidden treasure, never digging it up until he was sure no one Mas watching. Not only the place of one’s treasure, but the amount of it must he entirely concealed by living in a manner that Avould indicate less than his actual possessions, thus the hoarder tended to live like a miser, as in the case of Silas Marner. By such means money Mas taken out and kept out of circulation. One of the causes of the present depres sion is, economists say, the AvithdraAval of money from circulation. Persons who have money M’hicli they fear to place in banks for safekeeping or to lend to different kinds of business as a means of gaining interest or dividends are hoarding it in primitive fashion for the original fear of losing their principal. Some hoarders removed their money from banks because many banks— sometimes because of dishonest management, but very often because of the M'ithdrawal of funds closed their doors. Money lenders have refused loans because of insufficient security. Employers discharged many effi cient Morkers because there M’cre no sales for their products, and, consequently, there was no money to pay employees save that M’hicli had already been received as profits from previous sales. Employers Mishing to save their business of employing and pro ducing for the sake of gain are compelled to resort to such measures as discharging employees, shoving up the amount of busi ness because of diminished sales, and allow ing amounts of capital to lie idle much as the money of the common hoarder does. The helpless persons on the fringe of circu lation and those who have suffered loss of their savings are in dire need of food and shelter. The hoarder uho helps provide food for the bread-line instead of letting his money into circulation i- primitive indeed; he is practicing the primitive custom of hoarding without realizing that he is in the midst of a civilization that is built upon a view of common brotherhood, tin* interrelation and interdependence of all social groups. He i- in this civilization, enjoying many of its privileges, but is not an open, fair and square part of it. The Campus Mirror Work Curtis Miller, ’34 Da mii. Poonie, a big strong man of about thirty, lay in his bed consuming sleep by the tons —and big gulps. “Poonie, you’d better get up. It's near time to go to work.” Poonie raised up and then lunged, head foremost under the cover. He usually got up on time, but he could not pull himself out of bed that morning. In a few minutes the order Avas repeated—more forcefully. “Poonie, you get up. It’s near time to go to work. Do you hear me, Poonie?” “Yes’m,” came the muffled reply. Poor Poonie. He had heard those Avords for a good many years now\ Sometimes they summoned him to the cotton fields, some times to cut trees,—to peach orchards. Now it Avas to the railroad. This railroad Avork Avas as near to his ambition as he had ever yet come. As a child he had fumbled and tampered with tin, nail, and Avood until the materials had expressed funny ideas of his. He had always longed to see iron and steel express his oavh notions. When his father had decided to take him out of school, from the fifth grade, Poonie had pleaded with him to let him stay, to let him work his Avay through at Tuskegee—but to no aA-ail. He had hungered and thirsted in vain, and this job on the railroad Avas as far as he had got. “Near time to go to Avork . . . .” His mind caught up the Avords. Work! Work! Work! He Avas tired of this kind of Avork, but he could not stop noAV. Lame father. And, besides, he kneAv nothing else to do. No, Poonie must Avork. Miss Elizabeth Perry Miss Elizabeth Perry, avIio has returned from a leave of absence to study at Teachers College, Columbia University, having com pleted studies for her master’s degree, re sumes her Avork as Professor of Education in the three institutions. She A\*ill have charge of practice teaching at Oglethorpe. Exchanges Binks: I'll pay you Avhen my shoes Avear out. Collector: What do you mean by that? Binks: By that time I'll he on my feet again. * * * Passer-by: What Avould your mother say, little boy, if she heard you swearing like that? Bov: She'd be tickled to death if she could hear. Passer-by: How can you lie like that? Boy: That’s no lie. She’s stone deaf. Similes — As popular as Freeze. — As packed as was the campus truck in the proce-sion at the opening of the new road. ——As acceptable as a holiday. -—-As quickly formed as the line for second helpings in the dining-room. 7 He got up, slipped into the heavy overall suit, ate a lot of the simple breakfast, and set out for the station-house. He made it by 7 :00 o'clock—always on time—that Avas Poonie. Poonie had often told me of the kind of Avork they did “way up the road”, but 1 had never chanced to see them lay the cross ties, SAving the heavy steel rails, stick the pins—until today. They Avere at Avork just hack of our house. I climbed up on the bank. It Avas a hate ful day. The air Avas full, thick Avith dust. The sun beat doAvn unmercifully. There Avere about four men in the group Avhose job it Avas to replace Avorn rails. A tall funny looking brown man began the chant: “Come on, men, let’s go—pull, pu-u-11, co-o-me o-on. Get another holt, men—a-a-h! le’s g-o-o, co-ome on—hard, m-e-en!” They AA r ere tugging, lugging, pulling the long hea\’v steel rail out of its socket. Pulling! Poonie—great drops of perspiration on his face—clothing Avet in huge flat spots. Pulling—hard, straining—hard! Muscles all set like hands of the same steel he Avas Avielding, A’eins standing like Avhip-cords on his broAv! Work! The blood started from his nostrils as 1 Avatched—a thud—a clang! Poonie fell—the rail fell. Blood trickled from his nose now and oozed from his lips. The station doctor Avas summoned and came. Too late! Poonie? Dead! Burst blood vessel. The body began to stiffen, the mus cles relaxed. The big strong man avIio looked above “that sort of Avork” had dropped it for—rest. „„ „ ,,,, „„ „„ „„ „ „„ „„ „„ I WEST END AMERICAN i Shoe Shop 83 5 Gordon Street, S.W. I Shoe Repairing and Pressing j While You Wait j J. R. BARRON 8 SON. Props. Phone Raymond 3626 .J.,, „„ „„ „„ Ml, II. «. III, 4* James L. 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