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The Hartwell Sun
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FRIDAY, AUGUST 8, 1924
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FINALLY, BRETHREN, whatso
ever things are true, whatsoever
things are honest, whatsoever things
are just, whatsoever things are pure,
whatsoever things are lovely, what
soever things are of good report; if
there be any virtue, and if there be
any praise, think on these things.—
Philippians 4 :8.
Taxies and taxes are equally hard
to dodge.
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Sometimes a motorist runs over
his bank account.
A man may have lofty aims and
yet be a very poor shot.
“The prematurely gray also dye
young, as it were,” quoth old Joe.
When a man is resigned to his
fate the resignation is usually ac
cepted.
The man who pays as he goes sel
dom goes fast enough to overheat
himself.
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Scientists say fish yawn. Some
•of the fish tales you hear are enough
to make ’em.
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Just think what a time Solomon
had trying to remember the birth
days of all his wives. '
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“Woe unto you, then all men shall
speak well of you,” says the Good
Book. Think it over.
Speaking of Them Pictures.
Some of these pictures of the news
paper folks every year on their an
nual outing, as published in the dail
ies, might need a bit of explaining
back home many times were it not
for the fact that there are always
about three hundred good friends
standing around when the photos
were “struck” who could be mus
tered into service if necessary to
help keep peace. Fortunately we
had Mrs. Dyar, of The Royston Rec
ord, and Mrs. Burton, of The La
vonia Times, to “okeh” ours. Otis
Brumby, Charlie Rountree and those
other fellows can do their own ex
plaining.
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COURTESY OF THE ROAD
Among the new terms that have
sprung in existence with the in
creased popularity of the automobile
is the expression “road-hog," says
the Cobb County Times. This term
is applied to all motorists who dis
regard the rights of others; who
place little valuation upon the life
of others, but dash headlong at a
terrific speed past other cars and
show little inclination to even get
over on their side of the road. They
seem to gloat in the superiority of
their car and if by chance, one of
these “road-hogs” was casually
cruising along and some traveler,
who was in a hurry, should attempt
to pass and would sound his horn
in a polite manner, this bird of ill
manners would scent the possibilities
of a race and promptly begin tempt
ing the would-be-passer. Such antics
bring on grim determination on the
part of the driver who is behind, and
right there, the grim reaper begins
to smile. An accident occurs; and
no one is to blame but the road-hog.
Night driving is becoming more
and more perilous. Glaring head
lights blind the drivers of approach
ing cars, and some of these road
hogs gloat exultantly if the lights
on their car cause other drivers to
come to a full halt, their car partly
in the ditch, to avoid being struck
by a reckless driver. Many of the
roads are narrow, and it requires care
even in the day, to pass successfully.
But at night, when the blinding light
of a car strikes one full in the face,
it makes passing extremely danger
ous. Each car has been equipped
with dimmers, and one of the cour
tesies of the road demand that the
driver show consideration to other
drivers by lessening the powerful
rays of his car’s headlights when ap
proaching another car so as to les
sen the possibilities of crashing or
side-swiping the other. Road-hogs
are a menace to life, and it is hoped
that some means will be inaugurated
that will bring their reckless acti
vities to a full halt.
WHY BOOTLEGGING
FLOURISHES.
If there were no buyers of liquor
the bootleggers would soon be out
of business, and those who encourage
' the illicit trafic by their patronage
1 are as morally guilty of breaking
the law as the bootleggers them
selves.
, It has long been an axiom that in
the case of theft the receiver of the
stolen goods is held to be equally
guilty with the thief himself, and fre
quently his punishment is just as
severe, in some cases even more so.
It is therefore a cause for nation
al humiliation to find that those who
are considered “respectable citizens”
aid and abet this pernicious and un
lawful traffic in bootlegging whisky,
making regular purchases from un
derground sources.
How can these men free them
selves from the charge of being in
stigators of crime? How can, they
square such conduct with the ethics
of Christianity? Is it not high time
that the citizen who violates the law
of the land and outrages common de
cency in this fashion should examine
his conscience; should ask himself
if he is playing the game?
We are quite well aware that
there are those who abide by the
theory that if a law with which they
do not agree is put on the statute
book they are at liberty not only to
ignore it but to break it to their
heart’s content. Just imagine, how
ever, what it would mean to this
country, or any other country, were
any very large section of the popu
lation to adopt this code. Nothing
could follow but administrative chaos
and lawlessness, and to this twofold
abyss those who in their folly wil
fully set the liquor laws at naught
are driving the nation.
It is essential to the proper govern
ment of any country that the laws
should be obeyed. If the people
think that they are not good laws,
they have their remedy at the polls,
but while these laws are allowed to
remain and are considered necessary
by the majority for good government,
it is the duty of every citizen to
obey them.
Bootlegging flourishes upon what
it feeds; it is fostered and nourished
by the people who accord it support,
not from any altruistic or generous
motive, but merely for their own
self-gratification.
This is selfishness, and selfishness
is one of the characteristics that men
most despise, for it lies at the root
of much of the misery in the world.
Let a more generous spirit prevail,
and let the good of the whole be con
sidered —not the indulgence of the
few.—Dearborn Independent.
There may be nothing in the dance,
but you’ll never hear of anybody
shimmying past old St. Peter into the
home above, we venture to say.
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The Americans went to Paris and
won the Olympics. It seems that
we also remember they went to
France and won several other little
contests.—Athens Banner-Herald.
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The City Folks Are On Their Way
To Visit Us
Now, when yellow legged chickens
are ripe, peaches ripe and delicious
(rotting on the trees!), watermelons
by the wagon load; roasting ears by
the basket full; the fatted calf graz
ing in the meadow; jugs of apple
cider wit ha kick in it, the city folks
are plannig to come on an extended
quite extended visit to their
country cousins—regardless of invi
tations. —Commerce News.
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DYNAMITING STREAMS
Nearly every grand jury for sev
eral years past, has taken up the in
vestigation of the dynamiting of fish
in the rivers and other streams in
Greene county.
Occasionally an indictment is re
turned, but on the whole, there has
been very little headway made
against the dynamiting law breakers.
One of the most unpardonable vio
lations of our game laws is the dyna
miting of fish. This shameful prac
tice is becoming a menace to Geor
gia’s fishing streams and the State
Commissioner of game and fish is de
termined to use every lawful means
to stop it. No genuine sportsman
will be guilty of it. A single charge
of dynamite, while killing a few larg
er’fish, destroys thousands and some
times millions of little ones, which if
left alone, would sooner or later
furnish abundant food and sport for
the legitimate fisherman.
The game and fish department has
offered a reward of $25.00 (good un
til January 1, 1925) for the arrest
and conviction of every person
caught dynamiting or poisoning fish
ing in Georgia streams. In addition
to this reward, the law now provides
that any person causing the arrest
and conviction of persons violating
the game and fish law shall receive
one-half of the fines imposed.
The department earnestly appeals
to the true sportsmen and other good
people of every county in Georgia to
co-operate with them in their efforts
to stop all forms of game law viola
tions—particularly dynamiting and
fish poisoning.—Greensboro Herald-
Journal.
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Was man created in God’s image?
See Genesis 1:26, 27.
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Bowersville Lodge No. 595 F. &
A. M., will hold regular communica
tion Wednesday afternoon, August
13, 1924, at 4 o’clock, instead of at
7:30 P. M. Work will probably be
done in the Fellowcraft degree.
THOS. B. ANDREWS, W. M.
B. C. McLANE, Secretary.
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THE HARTWELL SUN, HARTWELL GA., AUGUST 8, 1924
“FOR WHAT IT’S WORTH”
The road leading towards Elber
ton has been revolutionized. That’s
the word—. revolutionized. The
other day I rode in that direction
and was very pleasantly surprised at
the many changes. The road has
been changed quite a bit. A great
many curves have been taken out,
hills have been skirted, new bridges
built, a broad highway has been laid
out. Indeed, the new highway bears
not the slightest semblance to the
old rough, winding road of olden
days. Now it is a graded stretch of
road befitting the beautiful section
of the county that it runs through.
I’m not sure to whom the bulk of the
credit belongs, but to Mr. Earl Rey
nolds, I believe, goes the honor of
planning and mapping out the route
and over-seeing the final results.
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It’s a beautiful section of Hart
county down that way. I once wrote
of Sardis and praised it and told of
its many virtues and fine qualities.
Let me also speak of the Nuberg
and that section of Hart county.
The other day, riding leisurely on
the new highway with friend “Bub,”
towards Elberton, I reveled in the
surrounding country-side. Surely,
it is a time for rejoicing. For the
cotton is as pretty as I ever saw it.
And the corn is green, and waving
luxuriant arms to the breezes. We
passed Luther Cobb’s—, just a few
miles from Hartwell. Cotton—, on
all sides ravishly beautiful. And on.
Both sides of the road, impressive in
its crops of growing cotton. A' pros
perous fall ahead. And on. By
“Meadow’ Brook Farm.” With its
neatly laid acres and its serene rest
fulness. And the creek runs calmly
onward, and in the valley on both
sides a meadow unsurpassed. A car
pet of green, soft and alluring.
Surely, Mr. Thornton must be happy
and contented. By Martin Nor
man’s country estate. Orderly,
peaceful, spick and span. Condi
tions and times mean little here—,
crops are always good from year to
year. Why? Because there’s a
driving force behind, and ambitious
and intelligence. Nuberg. A few
scattered buildings. Stores. A
filling station. Brawny gentlemen
of that section gathered around dis
cussing the news of the day. Nu
berg! Some day this little commu
nity will be a real town for a new
highway ha sbeen opened up and
tourists are coming through and the
people out there are progressive.
“Bub” and I went on. Elbert coun
ty. Then Elberton.
This summer of complete rest for
me has passed quickly. Just four
more weeks and then work. How
time does fly! A summer almost
gone and very little done in spite
of all my planning. For, I had hop
ed to read a lots and write some and
do various and sundry things that I
haven’t done. Lazy? Maybe,
But, it’s been pleasant. To lay back
and forget work for a while, to sleep
the sleep of a child at night, to
awake to the song of singing birds
in the morning, to bask in the warm
sunshine of north Georgia, to gaze
into the blue skies of a prosperous,
happy city, to feast on food that on
ly the country knows with fried
chicken and milk and fresh vege
tables. Far from the stale menu
of hotels. Far from the meager
meals of cities and the distant places.
Home. “Be it ever so humble,
Hart and Elbert Counties Will
Contine To Be Best of Friends
“Don’t kick before you’re spurr
ed” seems to be applicable to the peo
ple of Elberton in reference to the
flurry as to the sale of the S'mith-
McGee bridge to Mr. Alford. The
road from Nuberg to the Smith-Mc-
Gee bridge has been scraped and put
in first-class condition, while the road
from Elberton to Nuberg needs
scraping. Naturally it is to Mr. Al
ford’s interest to use his influence in
keeping this road in good condition,
and his influence is certainly great
er over Hart county officials than
could be in the influence of people
outside that county. So it seems
that Elbert county has been the gain
er bv the change of ownership of
the bridge. What right have we to
fuss about Hart county roads until
we make the road to Nuberg in good
condition and keep it free of holes?
What is the use to build a good road
and then neglect it and let it wash
away.—Elberton Star.
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LIBERTY* HILL*
Mr. and Mrs. Collier Craft spent
Sunday night and Monday with Mr.
and Mrs. E. C. Heaton.
Messrs. Harvey and Jim Tom Cor
dell spent last week with relatives in
Elbert county.
Mr. William Dickerson. Mr. and
Mrs. Albert Page and children and
Miss Alberta Cash spent several days
last week with Mr. and Mrs. Claud
Beggs, of Atlanta.
Mr. Charlie Richardson, of Atlan
ta. is spending several days with
Mr. and Mrs. Tom Richardson.
Mr. and Mrs. Preston Powell and
Mr. Will Fain, of Elbert county,
spent Sunday with Mr. and Mrs. W.
C. Myers.
Miss Beatrice Dickerson spent last
Friday night with her grandmother,
Mrs. Nancy Richardson.
Mr. and Mrs. Harvey Richardson
are spending several days with rela
tives and friends in this community.
Messrs. Thomas and Hugh Heaton,
of Hartwell, spent last Friday night
with their aunt, Miss Annie Robin
son.
Mr. Thomas Heaton spent Sunday
with Mr. J. S. Heaton.
Mr. and Mrs. Waymon Richardson
and children spent Sunday with Mr.
and Mrs. Tom Richardson.
1 Miss Thelma McMullan is spending
this week with Miss Peggy Cordell.
Protracted meeting will begin at
this place Sunday morning.
BLUE BELL.
By E.8.8.,Jr.
there’s no place home.” The
soft, musical voices of old friends.
Did you know that we Georgians, and
we Hartwellites, have the softest, the
most cultivated, the smoothest mod
ulated voices of all people in the
country? We are toasted for that
and are .quickly identified because of
it. “Out where the West begins”
and in the North and East, people
talk fast and hard. Their voices
are hard and strike a jarring note.
They talk loud and words spring
forth with abruptness and startling
coldness. The South, Georgia, Hart
w’ell—, voices soft and modulated.
The slow drawl of leisurely folk.
The talk of a refined and cultured
atmosphere. The heritage of good
blood. The mornings pass quickly.
Breakfast and then to Herndons” or
Hailey’s. The circle of friends for
the morning coca-cola. Merry chat
ter. The morning mail and news
paper. Then a walk about town.
Everyone speaks. Not in a perfunc
tory way but like they mean it. Then
dinner. Yes, I said “dinner,” not
lunch. The hottest part of the day
now. We nod or nap as the case
may be. Another mail. The “Con
stitution.” Phil Heard. The gang
around the post-office and more
talk. Golf —* maybe. Go out and
get a sun-burn with me. Then back
to town for a cold shower and fresh
linen. And the sun goes down, and
the air becomes cool, and we sit
restfully on our front porches, back
in easy chairs watching the passing
crowds in automobiles. Young folks
and tourists. A wave to each as
they go by. And it grows darker
and complete rest comes and still we
sit. Little noise, just an enveloping
darkness. Night is here. We sit
and smoke and perhaps dream a bit.
Plans for the coming year. The trip
to be made. Thoughts of old
friends. Memories. The smile of a
passing girl. The wistful look of a
dreamy-eyed maid, awakening the
soul and mind of man. A new grip
on life.
Influence. What a fearful and po
tent factor it is, in life! We are
all, whether we confess it or not,
driven and modeled by somebody
else’s influence. We move through
life perhaps vaguely aware of this.
We feel that we are “masters of our
own soul.” We pat ourselves on the
back for being strong-minded and
far removed from someone else’s
wishes. We tell each other, “be
yourself!” How pitiful it all is. For
we are “NOT ourselves.” We are
people of destiny. Someone, maybe
several, but certainly someone, in
fluences us, either for good, or evil.
We toddle to eternity with a life
helped or marred by someone else.
Influence. Your neighbor is watch
ing you, my friend. Your son is
watching you, your daughter, the
little boys and the little girls. Watch
your step. You may ruin or make
someone. Influence. I wonder if
there is any more beautiful story
in the world than the influence of
some sweet, wonderful girl with
trusting eyes over some man. A
story of devotion, dogged determina
tion, belief, trust and the making of
a man many times. And there is
love that models someone with ten
der hands just as a master sculptor
lovingly pats and presses clay to
gether into the likeness of a living
creature.
—DANA.
SAVE THE BOYS,
SAVE THE NATION
That the way to stop crime is to
prevent boys from growing up to be
criminals, is being stressed by many
educators and criminologists. That
the habits formed in youth make the
citizen so that adult education can
seldom or never make him anything
different, is confidently believed; by
many in a position to know.
David I. McCahill, Pittsburg work
er among boys says:
“One unprincipled boy in a neigh
borhood can undo by his ideas and
leadership all the teachings and* ex
amples that other boys bring with
them from the best homes. The prob
lem is not to subdue the courage of
the ‘gang leader,’ but to guide it in
the proper direction. I would like to
see a non-sectarian, self-governing
boys’ club in every community so at
tractive that boys will be glad to
spend their time together in healthy
companionship. If such clubs were
organized, invisible but general sup
ervision of the boy would take place
and the problem of the privileged
boy would be practically solved.”
William Lewis Butcher, New York
City, secretary of the United States
National Boys’ Week, says:
"The challenge of the boy is to
find your place beside him as a
friend and as a counsellor. He is
the person who is going to carry on
what you have started. He is going
to sit in the halls of parliaments and
occupy the benches of your supreme
courts. If you make leagues and
treaties he will have the management
of them. All your work is for him
and the fate of the nations and of
humanity is in his hands. I com
mend this picture to the pulpits, the
school teacher, politicians, social
workers, and to those who boast of
their nation’s majesty, wealth, re
sources, and power.
“Habits formed in childhood are
faster than colors dyed in wood. The
American crime bill is $5,000,000,-
000 a year. $3,000,000,000 for crime
against property alone. When you
add to this the $2,000,000 it costs
the American Nation to protect so
ciety against crime, then contem
plate what a wonderful investment
it would have been to spend this
amount in safeguarding the lives of
boys and girls.”
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* FLAT SHOALS *
Collier Skelton, the son of Mrs. El
len Skelton, is no better at this
writing.
Mrs. Jack Broom and children vis
ited Mrs. Mae Culpepper a few days
recently.
Mrs. Lizzie Sanders and children;
of Anderson, S. C., visited Mr. and:
Mrs. Meade Sandgrs Monday night
and were the guests of Mr. and Mrs.
Robert Cornell Tuesday.
Miss Opal Shiflet spent Wednes
day night with Miss Dallas Adams.
Mrs. Icie Cornell and Mrs. Flor
ence Skelton visited Mrs. Lou San
ders Wednesday afternoon.
Misses Lois Skelton and Cleo San
ders were the guests of Misses Dnl
lie Mae and Clyde Elrod Wednes
day.
Mr. and Mrs. John Driver, of near
Rehoboth, Elbert county, are spend
ing a few days here with the latter’s
mother, Mrs. Ola Sanders, and chil
dren.
Mr. Robert Cornell had as his
guest his uncle, Mr. Tom Sanders,
of near Rehoboth, this week.
Mr. Will Vickery and family were
the guests of Mr. and Mrs. Jonah
Vickery, of near Oak Bower, Wed
nesday.
Mr. Freeman Carlton and family,
of Birmingham, Ala., motored
through the country to visit the
former’s brother, Mr. Robert Carl
ton. and family, and Mr. George
Bailey and children. Also Mr. and
Mrs. Bill Jordan to visit their par
ents, Mr. and Mrs. Candiver Jordan
and Mr. George Bailey.
There will be an all day singing
at this place next Sunday, August
10th. Everybody come and bring
well filled baskets.
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Don’t hide your candle under a
bushel. Turn on the lights of adver
tising.
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The world’s railroads, if placed
in a single line, would reach to the
moon and back and encircle the
globe nearly eleven times. _
Bailey-Scott
Miss Cola Bailey and Mr. Roscoe
Scott were married Wednesday, July
30, 1924, by Judge J. W. Scott, Or
dinary of Hart county.
The bride is the youngest daugh
ter of Mr. and Mrs. John B. Bailey,
Jr., of Oak Bower community, and
Mr. Scott is the youngest son of Mr.
and Mrs. I. N. Scott, who live just
beyond the city limits on the Bank
head highway.
Both are well-known and highly
respected, and their many friends
will join The Sun in extending hear
ty congratulations and' best wishes.
Mr. Stott is with the local Georgia
Railway & Power Company force.
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