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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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FRIDAY. APRIL 3, 1925
• SOME SUN
• SCINTILLATIONS
• L.L.M.
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iLc, BIBLE thought
I —For This Week
HI Bible Thoughts memorized, will prove a
priceieM heritage in after yearn.
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IN THE BEGINNING WAS THE
WORD, and the Word was with God,
n.nd the Word was God. All things
■were made by him; and without him
was not any thing made that was
made.—John 1:1,3.
As we stated before, business is
not only good, but it’s getting better.
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It’s worth a whole lots to live in
Bart well and Hart county.-
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We will now sing “I Wonder
What's Become of Borglum?”
Ju»t Like Some Folks
Give a pig a chance and he will
make a hog of himself.
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Many ideas, like many people,
look good,—until you try to put them
to work.
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It’s much better and a whole lots
safer to be a live wire than to fool
■with one.
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Many a self-made man never men
tions it, because he made a bad job
of it.
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A high-powered car with low-pow
ered mentality at the wheel is one
of the greatest dangers to be met on
the average highway.
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There’s no off-season for the
salubrious and succilint buttermilk,
folks. You can drink it winter,
spring, summer and autumn.
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You Bet He Doe*.
The men who attends strictly to his
own business seldom gets his name
in the paper, but he get there just
the same.—Winder News.
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The little flapper may enjoy going
with the spendthrifty fellow, but
when she gets ready to tie up, she’s
gonna look around for the thrifty
one.
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Aw, Bill!
A New York woman who has made
three trips to the French Congo to
hunt performing gorillas, married
last 3 uesdav. She will now train
lier husband.—Bill Biffem in Savan
nah Press.
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Huh!
The kick against the big town is
that you don’t know your next door
neighbor. Yet, if we were without
strangers, what use would we have
for our good manners?—Durham
Sun.
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Correct
No town can grow and thrive
whose citizens habitually buy a large
part of their supplies from dealers in
other towns. Where loyalty is lack
ing neither business houses nor indi
viduals can hope to succeed.—Con
yers Times.
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A wife in Spokane, Wash., is suing
her husband for divorce because he
likes goats, milking one the other
morning at the breakfast table di
rectly into his cup of coffee. Mrs.
Higgins testified that her husband
insisted on keeping one of their goats
in the house all the time. A very
strong case, a very strong case.
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Mr. Boyd C. Vaughn, formerly of
Bowman, and later admitted to the
practice of law in Chattanooga,
Tenn., has purchased Editor W. W.
Bruner’s half interest in the Washing
ton News-Reporter, and leased the
other half from Mr. R. O. Barksdale.
We welcome Mr. Vaughn back to his
home section, and hope he will suc
ceed in his new venture. Editor
Bruner has not yet announced his
plans; we trust he will remain in this
-section of the State.
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Lucky For Johnny.
Teacher asked her class if they
could compose a rhyme using the
word “Nellie.” Johnny Jones being
called upon, arose much embarrassed:
“There was a pretty little girl named
Nellie,
“Who fell in the water and wet her
little feet.”
“Why, Johnnie, that doesn't rhyme.”
“I know it doesn’t. The water
wasn’t deep enough.”—Cartersville
Tribune-Herald.
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THE BRIDGE TOLL MATTER AS
VIEWED BY ANDERSON PAPER
The Anderson (S. C.) Independent
Not satisfied with a reduction in toll charges from 50 cents to
40 cents, an effort is being made to have A. N. Alford, owner of the
two steel bridges that span the Savannah between Anderson and
Hart counties, make further concessions through an indirect legisla
tive thrust. The threat has been made to have the road from An
derson via Holland’s Store to the upper Alford’s bridge taken from
the state system of highways.
This is a poor solution of the Savannah river bridges situation.
It would be much better if South Carolina legislators (especially
those in this county who are thoroughly familiar with the situation)
would take steps to have the two bridges purchased from Mr. Alford
and thrown open free of toll. The Hartwell owner has indicated that
he is willing to sell his bridges and the quicker they are made free
bridges, the better satisfied the public generally will feel.
Georgia highway officials are considering improvements on the
Bankhead Highway and other roads leading to Alford’s bridge, but
since the question of the permanency of this route has been pro
voked, it is intimated that Georgia officials will take no action until
it is definitely settled that Route 8, from Anderson to the river, will
be maintained right where it is. Thus, we readily see, a needed im
provement between this city and Atlanta on the Georgia side of the
boundary line, is to be delayed or perhaps abandoned, because some
South Carolinians are inclined to believed that the toll on the bridge
is excessive.
Insofar as the toll charges are concerned, a fair and impartial
hearing was held some months ago, and reduction of 10 cents order
ed by the War Department. As far as we know, Mr. Alford had no
undue influence on those in charge of this investigation, and the
toll fixed after an inquiry that was unbiased, and which went ex
haustively into the question (much more extensively than the average
layman has studied it) should prevail. If there is anything exces
sive about it now the proper way to adjust matters would be to
appeal to the War Department. A legislative thrust at the Georgia
owner of the bridges is very uncalled for, and will avail us nothing.
We are in favor of treating Mr. Alford fairly in this matter.
Our opposition is registered also to throwing any obstacles in the way
of improvements on the Georgia link in the Bankhead Highway. The
toll over the river bridges should be around 25 cents, we believe,
but the opinion of experts on this subject should be worth more
than the ideas of a layman. It is hard to understand why at this late
day, such continued attacks should bp made on the owner of the
bridges. He is entitled to a fair return on his investment, and today
the toll charged by Mr. Alford is lower than that which his South
Carolina competitors were charging a few short months ago, yet we
failed to hear any objection raised to the toll charges until both
bridges became his possession. Had he desired to monopolize the
situation, he would doubtless have attempted to raise the toll rates on
the two bridges when he got control of both of them. Perhaps there
would be no stell bridges connecting Anderson and Hart counties
today had it not been for the foresight and determination of Mr.
Alford, and there is no justification of the legislative or other
threats being made on his property.
The happy solution of the whole matter would be for the bridges
to be brought by the two states and thrown open to the public free
of all toll. Until this is done, there is no use complaining because he
makes money out of them. At any rate, the premanency of Route 8
should be so firmly established that Georgia road officials would
feel no hestitancy in going head with all contemplated improvements
in this important artery of travel.
OLD JOE JONES
SAYS—
“Many a boy turns out
badly because his
daddy’s talk and walk
don't agree.”
How True, Joe,
How True.
Its
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A Useless “Good” Citiien
There is a certain type of man in
every community who poses as a good
citizen. He breaks no laws, lives
morally, pays his honest debts and is
never tangled up with the law in any
manner. But he lives of himself,
by himself and for himself exclusive
ly. When the call is issued for vol
unteers to put across a community
movement and give it a boost, he
never one of their number. When
money, is needed for a public enter
prise his name is never on the list.
When he sees some neighbor stuck
in the mud he detours to avoid him.
In fact, if he stood on the shore
and saw the ship of state sinking, he
would never offer to throw out a line.
And if all mankind was fashioned
from this same kind of chap, what
would happen? There would be no
institutions for the unfortunate, no
progress. If you are about to be
come a useless “good citizen” read
this again.
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A Sermon For You
“The kind of a booster we like,"
says a contemporary, “is the one who
spends his money at home. Boosting
by word of mouth is fine, and it
helps, but boosting business by trad
ing at home is even better. Be selfish
enough to spend your money where
you will have a chance to get it back.”
Be a loyal citizen to the interests
of this vicinity. Deal with your friend
and neighbor—it will be to the mu
tual advantage of both yourself and
your community. This is your town
and my town —let's boost for it.
THE HARTWELL SUN, HARTWELL, GA., APRIL 3, 1925
You never hear of people hiding
out way back on a branch or creek
somewhere, where they milk old Beck,
churn the fluid and make that deli
cious buttermilk in secret. No, sir,
■ Sheriff Brown will never raid your
buttermilk still. It’s the drink that’s
safe and sane all the time.
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Knowing our fondness for that
great drink buttermilk, our good
friends, Mr. and Mrs. Wm. A. Cason,
on last Sunday presented us with
a half gallon of as fine buttermilk
as ever slid down our throat. We’re
always glad to see Sunday roll
around, and this added much to the
day for us. Come again, come again.
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Fort Valley and her annual peach
blossom festival recently attracted
nation-wide attention. It was the
biggest event of its kind ever held
perhaps, and no little credit is due
Editor Johnny H. Jones, of the Fort
Valley Leader-Tribune, for his speci
al edition boosting the festival. Fort
Valley has had some wonderful ad
vertising as a result of the festival
this year.
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Read This, Folk*.
The Georgia Experiment Station,
through its department of horticul
ture, points out the grave harm that
is being wrought by the indiscrimi
nate cutting of wild flowers and ap
peals for a better record in the sea
son at hand. Thus: "The wild crab
apple blossom, one of the sweetest
of flowers, has almost seen its day.
The wild honeysuckle and the sweet
shrub, among the first plants to bloom
in the spring, are becoming rarer
each year. The laurels, with their
evergreen foliage, and the hawthorn
are becoming less and less well
known. The Cherokee rose, the
State flower of Georgia, is known to
only a few of the younger genera
tion. Christmas holly, a pride of its
season, is almost extinct.”—The
I Jackson Herald.
“FOR WHAT IT’S WORTH”
By E.8.8..Jr.
From Tulsa, Okla., just a night
and a day’s ride is Austin, Texas.
Austin, with its mixture of quaint
architecture, its old mansions, its
quiet refinement, its fixed relation to
all of Texas, seems far removed, in
deed, from the newness and spic-span
appearance of Tulsa. There is much
progress here, too. A • new hotel
makes life worth living and a new
electrical system for traffic helps its
city-like appearance but for the most
part of the city holds on to its quiet
impressiveness of other years. Old
colonial homes are on every hand,
with their white columns gleaming,
and their green shutters sagging. Less
pretentious dwellings, in Spanish
architecture. “Front yards.” (That
name has almost passed). Lawns
of green grass, and trees that sur
round a mansion sitting hidden away.
Austin—, a mixture of the old, with
the new. Os an old regime of aristo
cracy stubbornly holding forth
against the newer generation of
money-grabbers and rough-necks.
Austin is not the only fighting
ground for such foes. It is true all
over the South, in every town, in
every city. Which will win—, money
or true worth?
The legislature has just adjourned
here. Once more calmness has
settled down upon the city. The
legislators have cleared their desks
and gone home, some with broken
promises and wobbly records, others
with the consciousness in their own
hearts that they have done their best.
Mrs. Ferguson is governor down here.
Like so much butter in the hands of
her husband, once impeached gover
nor of Texas. One wonders what
the final outcome will be.
On a Sunday, I rode about the
city. It is an interesting city to a
stranger, miles and miles of paved
streets, in and around the city, beaut
iful drives, a bizarre mixture of archi
tecture dating from the oldest to the
newest types. The downtown section
with its broad “main street,” called
Congress avenue. Here, lined on
either side are Austin’s main stores
and shops and theatres. Following
it, we pass the railroad stations—,
the M. K. & T. commonly called the
“Katy” and across the street the I. &
Hear And Their
By DANA
I USED to think.
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ALONG WITH the others.
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THAT IN all shows.
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SUCH AS dramas, or vaudeville.
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OR, EVEN the “pictures.”
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THAT THE actors were bums.
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AND THE actresses, bummer.
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AND THAT everywhere.
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THEY WERE a class.
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WHO LIVED a life.
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OF WILD unconcern.
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AND NEVER worried.
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ABOUT THE next day.
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OR THOUGHT at all.
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OF MORE serious things.
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AND SO I’m glad right here.
a a ♦
TO FIND I’m wrong.
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AND TO realize.
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THAT IN all these years.
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THAT I didn’t really know.
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THAT BEHIND the scenes.
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WERE SOME real folks.
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LIKE YOU and I.
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WHO LEFT loved ones.
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AT HOME.
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AND WHO tried their best.
♦ a a
TO LOOK at things.
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IN AN honest way.
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AND JUST today.
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I MET a man.
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FROM, AWAY off Ohio.
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WHO TOLD me everything.
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OF HIS life back there.
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AND OF his family.
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AND HIS little farm.
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WHERE HAPPINESS was.
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AND TONIGHT I saw him.
a a a
IN A vaudeville act.
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WHERE HE was the clown.
AND LAUGHED and joked.
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AND KICKED in glee.
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WHILE ALL the time.
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I KNEW his heart.
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WAS WAY back home.
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AND IF there a moral.
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JUST PICK it yourself.
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I THANK YOU.
G. N. which has connections into old
Mexico. Across a viaduct, into an
other section of Austin. And then
we retrace steps. Back towards the
main part of town again, up Congress
avenune, at the end of this famous
thoroughfare, looking down upon the
city from its elevation, is Texas’
great State Capitol, the most beauti
ful State Capitol in America. In
daytime, it stands a picture of im
posing elegance, magnificent in its
immense proportions, at night time,
with the brilliance of hundreds of
powerful lights hidden away, its dome
glistens with an indescribable beauty.
Leaving downtown, we ride leisurely
by the University of Texas campus.
A college of six thousand students,
whose campus looks like the grounds
of some mediocre school of a few
hundred. Three or four beautiful
buildings, the balance, a miserable
make-up of pitiful looking shacks.
As a matter of fact, there are several
wooden shacks on the Texas Univer
sity campus, used as class-rooms! The
great state of Texas has neglected
her university disgracefully and
wantonly.
All of which, has reflected back
upon the university, itself. For in
spite of the immense size of Texas
University’s enrollment, comparitive
ly speaking the school is lacking in
many of the fine qualities of other
great colleges. There was an utter
lack of college spirit ’till a few years
ago. And, even today, there is still
a surprising lack of enthusiasm and
loyalty that should fill the hearts of
a college’s student-body. The cheer
ing sections yell half-heartedly. The
word “fight,” which means so much
when a team is losing is not here.
The loyalty to every college tradition,
is sadly missing. Getting away from
student activities to the students
themselves, one finds a conglomera
tion of boys and girls from the finest
families in Texas. Only, when they
get here they seem to forget their
home enviroment and develop into
an army of selfish, arrogant students.
Firmly believing as I do, in the use
fulness and helpfulness of fraternities
and societies as a rule, has always
been a doubt in my mind as to their
rightful place in the University' of
Texas. I have a host of friends here
in them, but my frank opinion is
that they deserve no place here.
Through their snobbishness and their
bad behavior as a whole, they have
incurred the emmity of the faculty
and the college community in gen
eral. They are a reflection on their
national organizations.
Florida is getting lots of free ad
vertising these days. Every day, no
matter where one goes, there is al
ways some ardent admirer of this
southern state who waxes warm in
its praise. In my recent visit to
Oklahoma, I heard its wonderful op
portunities discussed every day. Here
in Texas, it is just the same. The
wave of prosperity seems just at a
beginning. The question is, will it
last? At any rate, California has
been put in the shade for the time
being, and Florida is getting its
chance to usurp all the power and
glory of this far-western state for
all time.
“Salesmen are born and not made.”
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■ The first of the month is “pay day”—the bills are in, ■
■ and your creditor wants his money. ■
Suppose you had to pay your bills with cash—what an B
* endless amount of work, even where the payments are all 1
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■ You write a check for each bill, enclose them in envel- ■
| opes, mail them to your creditors, do a little bookkeeping on J
■ the check-stubs—and your task is completed. ■
Our bank saves you time and money, at the same time. ■
affording vou safety. If
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■ D. C. ALFORD, President - R. C. THORNTON, V.-President ■
M. M. NORMAN, V.-President - FRED S. WHITE, Cashier B
■ DIRECTORS: |
D. C. ALFORD - S. W. THORNTON - R. E. MATHESON I
I. J. PHILLIPS - M. M. NORMAN - DR. W. I. HAILEY
| L. L. McMULLAN
I wonder if that’s true. At any rate,
every year, I have seen promising
young fellows start out on the road
with everything in their favor, only
to wilt away into failure in a few
months. They could not sell. Every
year I have seen other chaps, not so
prepossessing, less talkative, go out
under a cloud of handicaps, and reap
a harvest of success and become the
finest salesmen. They could sell.
What’s the answer? Possibly this—,
that salesmanship is not a matter of
lots of talks, nor of “brass,” nor of
a set of tried-out rules. Salesman
ship is mostly selling ones-self, and
with it there must be hard work, end
less patience, belief in one’s goods
and a willingness to profit by past
mistakes. Say what you may, the
power to judge human nature is a
powerful asset. “A good salesman
is born, not made.” My company
now employs each year over one
hundred traveling salesmen in its
various departments. Out of those
one hundred only about twenty per
cent turn out a creditable showing
at the end of the year. The rest
are—, fair, middling and poor.
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WITH OUR EXCHANGES
Yei, Siree!
Georgia will make a great show
ing at the Southern Exposition to be
held in New York City during May.
Why not, when we have the “fat of
the land?” —Sandersville Progress.
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All Right, Let’s See.
Uncle John Shannon says he’s going
to New York with the editors. Uncle
John’s wife says he isn’t going. Now
is the time when folks are going to
know who’s who in Uncle John’s
home. We rather guess Uncle John
will not go.—Lavonia Times.
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Bryan Has “Arrived.”
According to reports from Miami,
W. J. Bryan has at last succeeded
in making his sixteen to one program
go. He has made sixteen dollars for
every one he has invested in Florida
real estate and is now said to be a
millionaire at the youthful age of
65.—DeKalb New Era.
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Let the Dead Rest.
Somebody recently dug up a city
in Arizona, said to be 10,000 years
old. Any town that old ought to be
allowed to rest in peace.—DeKalb
New Era.
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Ain’t We Ridin’?
The automobile bill for Georgia
last year, was more than the state’s
cotton crop. This is worth thinking
about.—Greensboro Herald-Journal.
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Yea, Brother, Yea.
Georgians who go elsewhere look
ing for a better place to live usually
lose the time and the expense re
quired for making a round trip.—•
Atlanta Constitution.
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Must Have It.
It has been feared by some that
the price of fertilizer would cause
the majority of farmers to plant large
acreages of cotton and use very little
fertilizer, but from present indica
tions they are going to use sufficient
fertilizer to make their cotton grow
and fruit fast in an effort to whip
the boll weevil that is sure to give
some trouble this year. A large
acreage with little fertilizer would
be very unsafe and very few farmers
are going to risk their labor with
such a slim chance.—Carnesville
Herald.
Must Have It.