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The Hartwell Sun
—Established 1876 |
LEON MORRIS & LOUIE L. MORRIS
Editors Publishers Proprietors
Entered in the Post Office at Hartwell,
Ga., as Second Class Mail Matter.
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Eighth District Press Association
National Editorial Association
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FRIDAY, OCTOBER 3, 1924
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|’| .A BIBLE THOUGHT [
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|]| Bible Thoujrhta memorized, will prove a 1
priceless heritage in after years.
Be in earnest: —Whatsoever thy ,
hand findeth to do, do it with thy |
might.—Ecclesiastes 9:10.
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The business that’s on a level will |
hardly run down.
Joe Jones says a good way to save ;
money is not to lend to your friends.
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When a wife has cleaned up the I
house notice it; when she hasn’t,
don’t.
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The hearse usually acts as the
chaser when a fellow takes a drink I
these days.
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The man who is stingy with his
church is going to have some tall
explaining to do some of these days.
An exchange truthfully says:
“Many a girl doesn’t care if his
head is empty so long as his gas 1
tank is full.”
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Place all votes for the Queen of
Hart County Festival in ballot boxes
at The First National Bank or The
Hartwell Bank.
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“Strange as it may seem,” said
old Joe Jones the other day, "there’s
.often a full mouth in an empty
head.”
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Now is a mighty good time to get
a choice farm in Hart county or some
desirable city property. Land values
are picking up again. Buy before
the rise. You can’t beat Hart coun-I
.ty dirt.
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You never hear of a doctor getting
:a rush call because some citizen has
overloaded himself with the grand j
old buttermilk. There’s no potash
or wood alcohol mixed up with it to
make you throw a fit.
And now the football season opens.
Hartwell High has made some won
derful records since taking on this
sgame, and we hope the lads compos
ing the 1924-20 nne-up will hold
the banner high both in winning and ■
keeping the game clean, as usual.
The contest to name the Queen
for the Hart County Harvest Festi
val is getting interesting. There are |
entrants from almost every commu- |
■nity. Besides the Queen the next
six most popular and charming young '
ladies will be attendants for the big
event on October 17th.
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Speaking of Checks.
Passing worthless checks is an ;
evil that should be dealt with stern
ly and effectively and not spinelessly
as it now is. We never could see
that giving a check of no value was
any different from stealing, nor de
served greater sympathy.—Greenville
(S. C.) Daily News.
Editor Wilton Hall, of The Ander
son (S. C.) Daily Independent, has
an editorial about this being the
romantic season of the year. And
old Wilton himself, as fine a fellow
as he is, is about the most unroman
tic fellow you ever saw. If Wilton
ever looked at a girl we haven't
heard of it. What do you know
about romance, Wilton?
Among the costitutional amend
ments to be voted on by Georgia in
the November election is one to ex
empt new industries coming into the
State from taxation for a period of
years. This law, if ratified, makes
the matter optional with the cities
and counties. Hon. Frank A. Hol
den, of Athens, and Dr. A. J. Stovall,
of Elberton, originated the bill,
which is a vital import to Georgia
and Georgians. Vote for it Novem
ber 4th.
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One Casualty Reported.
Only one accident happened to but
a single person who attended Lump
kin campmeeting and he was from
Dahlonega. He was on his way and
stopped to get a drink out of a spring
when his tight pants bursted in the
rear department and he was not
aware of the fact until reaching the
camp ground and was shaking hands
with his friends, when his wife dis
covered the disconnection in his gar
ment. who called him in the tent and
put her husband to bed until she
could repair his breeches with a
needle. Fortunately it was nothing
serious and the unfortunate man had
on “slips,” furnishing a back ground
that made the scene more attractive.
-—Dahlonega Nugget.
Things Have Changed.
Young people courting is quite |
different to what it used to be. A
boy when he went courting in the ■
years of long ago would carry a
nickel’s worth of stick candy and
he and his girl would sit in the par- |
lor or sitting room and eat it while i
her mother was at home. Now when
such a lover goes he must have a
car and take a ride and be away and
out of sight of pa and ma.—Dahlon- ■
ega Nugget.
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Times Have Changed.
In 1832, a group of men in Lan-,
caster, Ohio, wrote to the school |
board, requesting the use of the !
school house. They wanted to hold I
a meeting in order to promote a
railroad in their vicinity. As an ex-1
ample of the opposition which pro
gressive minds must always meet,
the letter sent this group of men by
the school board follows:
“You are at liberty to use the
school house to hold meetings for
all proper purposes. But railroads
and telegraphs are impossible and
rank infidelity. If God had intended
His intelligent creatures should tra
vel at the frightful speed of sixteen
miles an hour by steam, He would
clearly have foretold it in the holy
prophets. It is a device of Satan
to lead immortal souls down to Hell.”
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Newspaper Advertising.
At a recent convention of retail
merchants held in Richmond, Virgin
ia, one of the largest merchants in
the South was called upon to give
his opinion as to the best medium of
advertising. Without hesitation, this
merchant declared that newspaper
advertising was unquestionably the
best medium for retail stores. “Os
the thousands of failures in the re
tail business world,” said the speak
er, “there is no instance of a failure
on record where the merchant used
newspaper advertising con»istently.”
Many merchants, because they do
not derive the expected rush of busi- |
ness from one certain advertisement, :
condemn newspaper advertising.
Spasmodic advertising is better than
none at all, but the merchant who
would get real results from adver
tising will “keeu after them hammer !
and tongs.” The result will be cer- j
tain to'be pleasing. “Keeping ever
lastingly at it brings success,” and j
it’s true in newspaper advertising;
just as in other lines of business.—
Cobb County Times.
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He Was On The Way!
Hiram walked four miles over the
mountain to call on the lady of his
dreams. For a long time they sat
silent on a bench by the side of her
log cabin home; but soon the moon
(as moons do) had its effect and Hi
ram sidled closer to her and picked |
up her hand.
“Mary,” he began, “y’ know I got J
a good clearin’ over thar an’ a team I
an’ wagon an’ some hawgs an’ cows, I
an’ I calkerlate on buildin’ a house [
this fall an’—”
Here he was interrupted by Mary’s '
mother, who had awakened.
“Mary!” she called in a loud voice,
“Is that young man thar yit?”
Back came the answer, “No ma; 1
but he’s gittin’ thar!”
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Hear And Their
By DANA
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THE other day.
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ON A business call.
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I COPPED an order.
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■ THE biggest I’ve had.
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I IN many a day.
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I OVER strong competition.
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AND IT was all because.
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FOUR years ago.
I IN A Fraternity out West.
I I WAS A guest one day.
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AND THERE were Freshmen.
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AS THERE always are.
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| ONLY ONE, in particular.
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WAS GREENER than the rest.
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AND more bashful.
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AND THE other boys.
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IMPOSED on him.
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AND MADE fun of him.
j TILL I felt sorry.
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AND TOOK his side.
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SO TIME rolled by.
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AND HE became a senior.
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AND A BIG man in college.
AND WHEN the bids came.
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HE remembered me.
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AND I got the order.
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i ALL BECAUSE I was kind.
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WHEN HE needed encouragement.
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ANYWAY, I PASS this to you.
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FOR “What It’s Worth.”
I THANK YOU. *
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Aa and Bible Answers
4 If Parents will encourage children tc look ur
3 and memorize the Bible Answers, it will prove ;•
Ig! a pneekbs bentaga U> them in after years <
What are some of the promises to
those who keep the Sabbath? See
Isaiah 58:13, 14.
THE HARTWELL SUN, HARTWELL, GA., OCTOBER 3, 1924
“FOR WHAT IT’S WORTH”
By E.8.8.Jr.
I reached Colorado this week-
Colorado with its blue skies and
bright sun-shine, its mountains and
valleys of indescribable beauty, its
paved highways stretching for miles
and miles in every direction, its ex
hilarating air, that only is to be
found in high altitudes. I reached
Colorado Saturday, and I stopped for
a few days at Colorado Springs, the
most beautiful of all Colorado cities.
And here, as I worked and rested
for a bit the days flew by and time,
itself, seemed unworthy of notice.
The city is very much like Asheville,
only very much more beautiful. Ris
ing boldly, seemingly at the very
edge of town. Pikes Peak and the
Rocky mountains are the first won
drous spectacle to reach the eye.
And Pikes Peak is the master of I
them all, towering over the city like
some powerful giant of olden days,
silent, impressive, ponderous. Si
lently, day in and day out, it stands
there. Just as a guardian might
over some treasured spot or a shep
herd over his roving sheep—, men
acing in its strength, and yet ten
derly protective to its ward, below.
One cannot go to Colorado Springs
withing falling under this spell. The
spell of sublime beauty and that
great awe for God’s handiwork.
Many have been the times, that I
have sat in my room in Colorado
Springs and gazed at the Rocky
Mountains close by, and there always
comes a feeling of quiet reverance,
of deep worship, to that Great God
above who conceived all the marvel
ous things of this world. A world
of mixed atoms, of wide variance, of
jumbled relations. Strength, and
weakness, mighty leaders and sub
ordinates, the dependant and the in
dependent. A world —, and that is
what a world is composed of—, of
disappointments and trials and trib
ulations, with sometime only a tiny
ray of light to lead us on. And yet,
a world of importance and supreme
happiness, if the road be smooth.
But, I was speaking of Colorado
Springs, and I have digressed. Col
orado Springs—, “the most beautiful
of all Colorado cities.” Here one
finds a city, whose citizenry, the
staid settlers are immensely weal
thy. Many Easterners, attracted by
the wonderful climate and natural
beauty of the region have moved
here and made this their home. But,
the old settlers, too, of Colorado,
have rallied around and built their
homes and cast their fortunes with
Colorado Springs. It is a city of
beautiful stores and shops, with
prices varying little from New York.
There are numerous hotels, two of
which are nation-wide famous. The
Antlers is a commercial, tourist ho
tel, very beautiful and complete in
its appointments. And then there
is the Broodmoor, the most beautiful
of all Western hotels, following very
closely, or, rather leading, our fami
liar “Grove Park Inn” of Asheville.
Out there at the “Broodmoor,” the
celebrities of America stop. The fin
est golf course in the world is here;
a polo course; inside, a magnificent
pipe organ; an auditorium worthy of
notice; rooms and conveniences fit
for a king. The Broodmoor! Rates
$15.00 per day, up! And we come
to town and find beautiful Acacia
Park, Acacia hotel with its hundred
per cent cleanliness and attractive
ness. Its spotless rooms and lobby
and its dining rooms with the song
of mocking birds to thrill the heart
lof its patrons. And then put in the
streets of Colorado Springs. Wide
and beautiful. Lines of trees on
each side. Marvelous homes facing
' a moving generation. The cars whiz
by. And a few bicycles. The little
j fellows and little girls “wheel” to
| school. Down-town . The Burns
| Theatre, said to be the most beauti
ful of all American theatres. Barnes-
Wood Co., —“trade with the boys.”
A store that sells everything from
knickers to “garterless socks.” Down
town! The streets are filled with
smart-looking folks, who leisurely
walk and enjoy themselves. One
I looks once and then again at these
: people for they are all distinguished
looking folk. A “Bobby Jones” or a
“Jack Walton” or a “Jack Dempsey,”
—who knows.
The length of inane stupidness and
dumb perpetration on a defenseless
public is hero worship. I can’t con
ceive of a more senseless act. Those
who include themselves in the cast
are beyond my sympathy or under
| standing. Years ago, when I was in
college, I used to hate hero worship.
To honor a hero was all right, but to
idolize some human person made of
• clay as you and I, made me disgust
led with life in general. It was nice
I to sing praises of a football hero but
to lift hi mup to a pedestal,—that
j was all wrong. So, today, reading
the daily papers, following the antics
|of His Royal Highness, the Prince
! of Wales, it makes me absolutely hot
with honest anger over the atten
tion and foolish praise given him.
“Peals thrown to the swine!” Just
who is he; Why, he is the son of
the King of England, no better than
you and I, who through the good for
tune of heritage, will be the next
King of England. He has never had
to work. He has never had to turn
a hand for anything. He knows
nothing of sacrifice. He is a pam
pered idol. And yet, foolish people
will go on, parade before the world,
feast him and banquet him, kiss the
hem of his “skirt,” just because he
is The Prince of Wales—in the words
; of Tony, “It maka me de sick.”
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I suppose there’s consolation to all
heart drains; a rainbow for each
■ storm, but anyway this fall, mine
> has been a strenuous life. To have
three or four competitors in each
town is no glorious feeling. One
does not want to get on a housetop
and shout over the fact, and yet,
that’s been my situation since leav
ing Hartwell. Somebody must have
“spilled the beans,” because in every
town Igo I find another salesman
who seems to have the same.routing
as I have. We squabble over the
same prospects. We light on the
selfsame victim and, —sometimes, we
sell. But that was not what I start
ed out to tell. I’ll tell it or bust.
That all of my competitors for these
last 10 years have been splendid
young fellows. They have been col
lege men, clean-cut and they have
shot square. “They have been friend
ly enemies” but exceedingly nice and
I have no fault to find. After all,
life wit hall its faults and its stumb
ling blocks, —could anyone want
more than fairness and clean play?
I think not. DANA.
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Branded A Fake
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LUCIEN SANS SOUCI
Reporter Who Told Fantastic Tale
of Being “Branded by Ku Klux”
Said To Have Lost Scars When
Water and Soap Applied
Following publication in last
week’s Sun of a photo of Mr. Lucien
Sans Sonci, a reporter on a news
paper in Woonsocket, R. L, w’ho said
he was branded by the Ku-Klux, a
news item comes from Smithfield, R.
L, in which it is said San Souci was
a fake and was seeking notoriety,
later trying to place the act on the
Knights of Columbus.
The news item is as follows:
Smithfield, R. L, Sept. 18.—An
other anti-Klan traducer has lost his
spotlight and the K’s that were
branded on the forehead and arm of
Lucien Sans Souci, a reporter, have
all been washed off—and his fantas
tic story of being captured and brand
ed at the hands of the Knights of the
Ku Klux Klan has turned out to be
nothing more than an imaginative
story similar to the one that was re
cently manufactured by the reporter
describing the wonderful floating
palace that afforded every known
concoction of wet goods that are
supposed to tickle the palate of the
thirsty, and where those who were
onto the ropes spent their nights in
one grand orgy of pleasure and de
bauchery.
It will be recalled that Sans Souci,
who is said to be a reporter working
on the French Canadian newspaper,
Le Tribune, at Woonsocket, R. 1.,
came staggering into the office and
told a colorful tale of his being cap
tured by members of the Klan who
proceeded to brand him with a red
hot iron—and in substantiation of his
story there were the K’s that had
been “branded” on his forehead and
| arm. However, when the matter was
taken under advisement it was dis
covered that no meeting of the hood
ed Knights was in session at the time
when San Souci claims to have re
ceived the branding.
After San Souci had failed to lay
the branding at the door of the Ku
Klux Klan, he came out and said that
he recognized a K. C. ring on the
hand of the men who captured him
and he is now trying to shift the
blame from the Klan to the Knights
of Columbus. But as the K’s have
all been washed off his forehead and
arm, his story has been branded as
false by every one in this section of
I the country.
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CARD OF THANKS
We desire to thank our many
friends and neighbors for their
kindness during the illness and
death of our dear daughter and sis
ter. May God's richest blessings
rest upon every one of you and re-
I ward vou for vour kind deeds.
MR. & MRS. W. R. EVANS
and Family.
Hartwell Lodges No. 189 F. & A.
M., will hold the regular monthly
meeting next Tuesday night, October
7th.
All qualified Brother Masons are
cordially invited.
ISHAM P. VICKER\, W. M.
B. S. HALL, Secretary.
The streets of Seattle, Washington,
if placed end to end would reach
from that city to San Diego, Cali
■ fornia.
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I The real, substantial citizen does not come from the ■
■ spendthrift class.
■ The chances are ninety-nine to one that he started with I
I a SAVINGS ACCOUNT.
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| Each of us chooses the class to which he belongs.
"In the interest of good citizenship, to the end that your B
■ future may be happy and assured, we urge that you ■
■ start an account with The Hartwell Bank now.
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■ 'WSSS “THE OLD RELIABLE" J
OFFICERS:
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|D. C. ALFORD, President - R. C. THORNTON, V.-President a
I M. M. NORMAN, V.-President - FRED S. WHITE, Cashier ■
DIRECTORS: ' |
i D. C. ALFORD - S. W. THORNTON - R. E. MATHESON j|
B I. J. PHILLIPS - M. M. NORMAN - DR. W. I. HAILEY ■
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Buick open cars Teith Aeir
light storm-curtains.that
opcn«»u/ close doors,
are snug and comfortable
In fine-weather driving
there’s nothing like them
lor veal motoring enjoument.
HARTWELL BUICK COMPANY
A. C. SKELTON, Proprietor
When better automobiles are built, Buick will build them
: SOLID CARLOAD J
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We will receive next week a solid j
■ carload of 6-V Crimp Best 28 Gauge ,
■ ROOFING in ALL lengths. ■
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We will have plenty at Air Line ■
| and in Hartwell at Parham & Ayers’ |
■ Warehouse. ■
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Our Organization has been protecting the Farmers of
North Georgia for over twenty-two years.
T. LUMPKIN ADDERHOLDT, General Manager
Georgia Farmers’ Fire Insurance Company
GAINESVILLE, GEORRGIA
R. M. PURCELL, Division Agent, Lavonia, Ga.