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The Hartwell Sun
—Established 1876 —
LEON MORRIS & LOUIE L. MORRIS
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Ga, as Second Class Mail Matter.
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FRIDAY, JUNE 5, 1925
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k. BIBLE THOUGHT
ji ■■■For This Week— /
| Bible ThoughU memoriied, will prove a B
| pncelece heritage in after year*.
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Whosoever will come after me, let
him deny himself, and take up his
cross, and follow me. For whosoever
will save his life shall lose it; but
whosoever shall lose his life for my
sake and the gospel’s, the same shall
save it.—Mark 8:34, 35.
o
There’s plenty of room at the bot
tom, —of these bell bottom trousers
and the ladder, too.
o
The only time the poor pedestrian
has the right of way now is when
the ambulance starts to the hospital
with him.
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While the school children rejoice
that vacation has arrived, we want
to remind them that school opens in
exactly 96 days.
o
Not having thought of anything
to say about that luscious buttermilk
for this week we refrain from men
tioning the subject.
o
“If scant apparel makes for long
life, some of the dear women are go
ing to live a mighty long time,”
quoth* old Joseph Jones.
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Old Joe Jones says that before
marriage many a man tells a girl he
can’t do enough for her, and after
marriage she finds out that he was
telling her the truth.
o
Every newspaper in the two dis
tricts should send someone to rep
resent them at the meeting of the
Eighth-Ninth Districts Press Associa
tion in Buford next Friday.
o
Rich And Fat.
She is forty, fair and fat,
Built just like a vintage vat;
But he doesn’t care a bean,
For her bank account’s not lean.
Anderson (S. C.) Daily Mail.
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Read, Mr. Merchant.
This is the season when the aver
age country merchant lets up in his
advertising and when the mail or
der house begins to get in its dead
liest work. It is hard for the mer
chant to understand that it pays to
advertise during the summer sea
son, but the mail order house knows
that the best time for it to go after
business is when the merchant is
asleep on the job.—Walton Tribune.
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Don’t Stop.
When some one stops advertising
Some one stops buying.
When sohk' one stops buying,
Some one stops selling.
When some one stops selling,
Some one stops making.
When some one stops making,
Some one stops earning.
When some one stops earning,
Everybody stops buying.
—Anon.
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The Letter “E.”
Someone has said that the most
unfortunate letter in the alphabet is
the letter “E.” Because it is al
ways out of cash, forever in debt,
never out of danger, and in hell all
the time. That’s quite true. Still
it’s never in war, always in peace and
alwavs in something to eat, and with
out it there would be no health. It
is the beginning of existence, com
mencement of ease and the end of
trouble. It is the center of honesty
and always in love. It is the begin
ning of encouragement and endeavor
and the end of failure. It comes in
life but once and is always found in
heaven.
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We have printed the little item be
low before and don’t know to whom
credit belongs, but the truth of the
few lines will do to repeat over and
♦over:
It is not always easy—
—To begin over.
—To apologize.
To admit error.
—To be unselfish.
To take advice.
—To be charitable.
—To keep trying.
—To think and then act.
—To be considerate.
—To profit by mistakes.
—To forgive and forget.
—To shoulder a deserved blame.
BUT IT ALWAYS PAYS.
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QUESTIONS I
■ an< l Bible Answers |
IU If Pvra 4 ! Will eneourw children to look up [H
J and nM the Bible Answers, it will prove iH
| a pnceMoe bentage to then in after yt*n H
What did the Apostle Paul say to
the Philippians about right thinking?
a See Philippians 4:8.
| Funny how a fellow who cannot
draw two hundred people to hear
him thinks a paper could hold and
increase its thousands of readers if
it printed all he says.
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As a come-back at the piece of
poetry about the flapper girl of to
day we believe the following bit of
i verse by a girl on the modern boy is
some little poetry itself:
Blessings on thee, little shiek,
Hotter than a lightning streak,
I With balloon trousers, empty head,
| Socks and ties of flaming red;
I With marcelled hair, grease galore,
' The latest perfume from the store,
With thy talcum on thy face,
And thy cane to add thee grace,
From my heart bursts forth joy;
Glad that I am not a boy.
Leora M. Jones, in Elberton Star.
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GOOD TIMES COMING
America is on the long pull to
wards prosperity, in spite of the fact
that some of the world is “upside
down.” This year is going to be a
prosperous year for the farmers, as
well as for the business world. Em
ployment in general is better now
than it has been in some time. Con
struction is booming. Transporta
tion facilities are improving. The
railroads are buying new cars, new
locomotives and making many re
pairs.
We have all been signally blessed.
Five months, or nearly one-half of
1925, have passed. Conditions are
much better than they were Janu
ary Ist. America’s most influential
and keenest business men predict
that 1925 wil be a prosperous year
for all of us. Let’s pin our opti
mism to th egood business nearly all
of us are now doing, and make this
year “Nineteen Plenty-Five.”
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STONE MOUNTAIN COINS
The Stone Mountain memorial
coins will soon be on the market, and
a campaign for the sale of them
will be started.
Every citizen should want to pos
sess one of these “medals of honor,”
for it typifies that you have “done
your bit,” however small, to the
building of the world’s greatest mon
ument; a monument that, when com
pleted wil stand for centuries. And
we do not doubt but what the pro
ject, when completed, wil be one of
the wonders of the age.
The Memorial coin was authorized
by the United States Government and
while there may be a few Northern
cynics who condemn the authoriza
tion, the great mass of people in the
North sanctioned the act and will buy
liberally of the coins. The South
appreciates this spirit, and it will
cement stronger than ever the broken
ties of ’65.
The Sun urges that every citizen
in Hartwell and Hart county “do
their bit” by buying as many of
these coins as they possibly can. For
the completion of this great memor
ial will require enormous funds. The
South will not be lacking on her
part; Hart county must not be lack
ing on her part.
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OLD JOE JONES
says—
" While you are spend-
• ’ 'vff ’ n ®' Y our time watch-
* JaVw * n *' Y our enemies be
f—. ■ careful that your
■fj * friends don’t get the
best of you, too.”
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Your Last
Name
IS IT HUBBARD?
'T'HIS is a surname derived from a
A very old English personal name,
the original form of which was Hyge
beorht, with the meaning of bright
mind. Hugh and Hubert are derived
from this source.
Among the surnames derived from
Hygeheorht are Hubert, Hubbard, Hib
bert and Hobart.
A William Hubbard, born in Ips
wich, England, in 1594, was the pro
genitor of many of the Americans of
the name. Apparently he was a Puri
tan. At all events, he left home at
the age of thirty-six, in 1635, to make
his home in the new world. He settled
in Boston. His eldest son, William,
who was fourteen years old when
they came to the new world, was one
of the first students at Harvard and
graduated fourth in the class of 1642.
He was minister of the church in
Ipswich. Mass., wrote a valuable his
tory of Massachusetts Bay colony, and
acted as president of Harvard for a
short time. He married a daughter
of Rev. Nathaniel Rogers, also a promi
nent New England divine.
Chester D. Hubbard. United States
congressman from Connecticut before
the Civil war, was one of his descend
ants, as was Joseph S. Hubbard, a
celebrated astronomer.
Elbert Hubbard, of East Aurora
fame, was a descendant of a George
Hubbard. Englishman, who settled In
Connecticut in 1620. 15 years before
William Hubbard.
Among the Hubbards in this country
there have been many congressmen
senators and governors. John Hub
bard was governor of Maine, Lucius
F. was governor of Minnesota. Rich
ard B. Hubbard, member of a Virginia
family of the name, was governor ot
Texas, and a Richard D was governoi
of Connecticut.
In England the name is an old and
distinguished one. being the family
name of the first Lord Addington, born
In 1805. who was the son of *' rich
Russian merchant, member of an old
Essex county family of Hubbard.
(® by McCl«r« Newspaper Syndicate )
THE HARTWELL SUN, HARTWELL, GA., JUNE 5, 1925
“FOR WHAT IT’S WORTH”
f •
•- EN ROUTE, ABOARD THE
f ' “SUN SET LIMITED”—, Homeward
s Bound! Could there be any hap
pier feeling? The last final report
sent in, the last order taken, the
last letter written, the old traveling
bag packed and the sample trunk
’ locked and checked. Put aside a
glorious May morning. The feel of
summer in the air. The flying land
scape, green and full of life, as we
whirl by. A country-side of restful
acres and rolling meadows. With
palatial country homes half-hidden
away in groves of trees. Now and
then, the more humble cottage with
’■ its less pretentious swank. Wherein
lies more real happiness, perhaps—
who knows?
[ And the scrivener (myself) sits a
e writing this, lolling in ease in the
a club car with tobacco in easy reach
s and the soothing smoke of his fellow
passengers, mixing and mingling
J with his perfecto, amidst«perfect sur
roundings. The club car. With its
sprinkling of prosperous looking men.
, Men with the stamp of success on
" their faces and the look of achieve
ment in the cut of their clothes.
Mostly old men, though, or middle
aged men, whose faces have the rug
s ged lines of battle, and scores of bat
, ties, written upon them. The fight
of years for wealth, or success over
I tremendous odds, and then—, vic
. tory, at last. One can read that in
. these faces on such a train as this,
for it is the fast, limited trains of
I America that carry the big business
. men. Few young faces here. Only,
a chance passenger of youthful years
now and then. In the air a conver
sation of all sorts—, of good golf
scores, of business deals, of recent
I trips abroad, of the favorite show.
I Two girls of the newer generation
! suddenly drift in, and very casually,
and nonchalantly, light cigarettes,
blowing smoke rings as expertly as
-a veteran. Truly, a remarkable age.
Hardly a ripple on the surface now-
, adays—, women smoking. Tiring of
the club car atmosphere, I drift back
to my Pullman. Through innumer
i able cars with every section crowded. |
Men and women, and children, re
turning travelers from California.
Bridge-games, en route. Others,
idly talking or sleeping or gazing
dreamily at the flying landscape.
Still, I am not content, so go on back
to the observation car. Through
seemingly miles of more cars.
Through the dining (this train car
ries two dining cars) finally to the
last car—, the observation. And I
sink wearily into the soft chair. And
after a while am lost to my fellow
passengers, watching the passing
country-side that rolls in and out of
view. Os green fields of growing
corn whose stalks glisten in the
bright sunshine. And acres of su
gar-cane spreading as far as the eye
can see. And now and then a little
town with its one “general store”
and little cottages huddled around.
Then the country again. Shanties
and negro cabins, whose inhabitants
gaze with wide-eyed wonder at our
rushing train. A saw-mill. The
steady groan and whirl of the cutting
saw. A lonely country road that
follows the railroad track for miles
and miles and then is lost to view.
The frequent signs at every railroad
crossing admonishing the traveler to
“Stop—Louisiana Law,” for every
vehicle is required to come to a dead
stop at every railroad crossing. On
we go. Through a country rich in
historical setting. Eastward to New
i Orleans. By great plantations and
I through the country of bayous until
! we come to the historic Bayou Teche,
■ the rivers Mermentau, Calcasieu and
I Sabine, and the bayous Sale, Cypre
i mont and Vermillion, edged by mys- I
terious cypress swamps, forested by
moss-draped trees. Directly north I
lies Acadia in the beautiful Teche
country. Here are the “cajuns” of ;
today, descendants of the French-
1 Canadians and kin to the Acadian
, farmers of Nova Scotia who were
driven from Grand Pre in 1716 and
scattered to find new homes. Among
I them was the beautiful Evangeline
Bellefontaine, who came to Louisi
, ana and whose wanderings in search
of her lover, Gabriel Lajeunaesse,
form the basis of Longfellow’s well
known poem. Dreams! Ah! but it
is nice to shut the eyes and dream
' the dreams of the past, of love and
! romance and daring deeds. Those
valiant French settlers still remain
t an important part of Louisiana life.
> We are nearing New Orleans. Back
] again to the club car where I have a
“shower” and step into freshly press
' ed clothes, due to the progressiveness
of this railroad. Incidentally, in
the passing, I would add that no finer
1 train exists in America today accord
ing to standards of comfort, and lux-
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i The Sun Honor Roll
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r Knox T. Thomas, Atlanta.
W. R. Cobb, Miami, Fla.
F. M. Brown, Key West, Fla.
s S. J. Chastain. High Point, N. C.
e Mrs. B. J. Pulliam, Nalaca, Fla.
W. W. Wright, Hartwell 5.
j J. H. Skelton, Jr., Hartwell.
Oscar Ethridge, Hartwell 1.
. Hubert W. Lewis, Hartwell 3.
S. A. Cantrell, Hartwell 5.
Mrs. Beatrice Eaves, Anderson.
1 E C. Teasley. Dewy Rose 2.
f J. S. Harbin. Canon 1.
A. M. som, Bowersville 1.
y Will L. Gaines, Cleveland, Ohio,
i J. N. Vivkery, Hartwell.
h R. J. Gunter, Hartwell 4.
f Curtis D. Payne, Hartwell.
Mrs. Susie Peek Brown,Hartwell 4.
A. D. Hall, Hartwell 2.
Grady Jones, Elberton 6.
W. Y. Buffington, Hartwell.
1 Mrs. Mollie Linder Hartwell.
L. W. Williams, Hartwell 4.
d R. L. Myers, Lavonia 3.
’ G. B. Holcombe, Royston 1.
n J. H. Land, City.
h Prof. J. I. Allman, City.
A J. J. Jordan, Anderson. S. C.
Mrs. J. W. Ayers, Bowersville 1.
E. H. Herring, Hartwell 1.
Mrs. M. L. Blackwell, City.
By E.8.8..Jr.
ury, and speed, than the “Sun Set
Limited” and the Southern Railroad’s
new train, “The Crescent Limited.”
Down in Austin, Texas, they have
a local transfer and taxi service by
the name of “Pattons.” This com
| pany beginning in a small way sever
al years ago, has by reason of their
; splendid service, and efficient cooper
ation with the riding public, built up
a business that a city much larger
than Austin might be proud of. A
fleet of thirty or forty service cars—,
Fords and Cadillacs, and yellow cabs
—, render speedy service. A corps
of courteous drivers help to main
tain a system which is both pleasing
and thorough. Naturally, everybody
in Austin knows of “Pattons.” When
one wants a car, that is the first name
thought of and this company’s repu
tation for fairness and quick service
has put it on an enviable plane.
Which all goes to show, that no mat
ter what line of endeavor one may
engage in, as a life-work, brains
count and the willingness to serve the
public efficiently and courteously and
patiently will bring its reward. That
man who exclaimed, “There’s a best
in every line,” spoke words of wis
dom.
When an industry gets to that
point of efficiency that success has
come, and prestige been established,
immediately the public begins to ex
pect more. The most varied of de
mands, many unreasonable, are ask
ed. The superlative in assistance
rendered, is expected. Friendly co
operation and aid in every form, is
casually taken as a matter of form.
I was sitting in “Pattons,” the taxi
company I have just spoken of in
Austin, the other day. The phone
rang and I heard the operator give
the time of the day to an inquirer.
I turned in surprise. “Do you mean
to say that people call up here for
the time of the day?” “Do they?”
she answered, smiling, “yes, to the
tune of three or four hundred calls
each day! Not only that but they
call up and ask for every other kind
of information in the world—base
ball scores, train schedules, what’s
on at the movies, deaths, births —,
everything. Why, probably you
won’t believe it, but for five years
I have been waking up a lady at five
o’clock, each morning, over the
phone. I don’t even know her. I
never even saw her. Just 5 years
ago, she called this office asking that
w’e ring her up at five o’clock the
next morning so as to awaken her
and after that she asked us to con
tinue each morning, which we have
done.” Truly, the demands upon
success and the penalty of prestige
are overwhelming.
Somewhere in the book of life, it
is written, “Pride goeth before de
struction and a haughty spirit before
a fall.” Also, that admonishment
about turning the other cheek if a
man slaps you. All very true, of
course. But the Bible was not meant
to be taken too literally. Naturally,
I believe in the Bible, but I do not
believe any man should curl up like
a worm and let some one step on
him. Nor should anyone wrongfully
impose on another. Rightful pride
in one’s ability, sincere belief in one’s
ableness, honest measuring up of
one’s qualities and faults—, those are
the attributes that build character
and develop manhood. I would not
advocate egotistical conceit but I do
believe in self-confidence. To look
every man squarely in the face, un
flinchingly; to believe in one’s self;
to hold the head high; to hold to
one’s convictions until they are prov
en false and then concede the mis
take; to acknowledge no superior un
less it is proven. The world owes all
of its progress today to men and wo
men of that stamina.
And to such a class belongs a lit
tle girl I have in mind, in Houston.
An old friend, if you please. Eyes,
the reflection of the skies above;
skin, as fair and as caressing as the
bloom of spring; hair, just strands
of finely spun gold; a fairy mouth,
adorably curved. That in itself
would be a mockery if that were all,
for it is not beauty alone that gives
distinction. I have liked her for her
pride. Without the gift of wealth,
her clothes are marvelous for their
simple daintiness, a refinement and
pleasing modesty give her poise, a
keen intellect and a whole-souled
personality has placed the halo of a
“lady” upon her. I have liked her
for her pride. Because she has been
kind, sympathetic and understanding,
with enough confidence to hold her
head high. All these things, with
out snobbishness. To you, Madeline
—, a toast
Mrs. S. A. Drennon, Canon 4.
K. D. Cheek, Bowersville.
W. E. Bailey, City.
J. A. Heaton, Bowersville 1.
Mrs. L. J. Norman, Atlanta.
Mrs. B. A. Thrasher, Lavonia 2.
A. E. Bowers, Royston.
H. H. Page, City.
Mrs. J. G. White, Athens.
J. P. Saylors, City.
C. B. Gunter, Hartwell 4.
Thus. M. Brown, Hartwell 1.
Thos. M. Bailey. Hartwell 2.
Luke Fleming, Hartwell 5.
R. H. Burns, Anderson, S. C.
J. N. Maret, Hartwell 5.
Mrs. Ed Earle, Ninety-Six, S. C.
Mrs. J. Moody Smith, Royston.
G. W. Reynolds, Hartwell 3.
A. J. Craft, Dewy Rose 2.
J. W. Chapman, Hartwell 3.
Mrs. Jas. Adams, Hartwell 5.
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Better Buy Some Sugar.
Prices are acting rather unsteady
these days. Sugar is being quoted
at almost 20 pounds for a dollar, j
gasoline is going up, automobiles are
doing down, tires are advancing and
there is an unsettled tendency in
many other lines.
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Man’s clothing may not be as sim
ple and hygienic as a woman’s, but
he feels safer.—Columbus Dispatch.
Hear And Their
By DANA
I WAS lucky enough.
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TO GET home last week.
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IN TIME for commencement.
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AND THE other night.
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AS I SAT there.
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IN THE AUDITORIUM.
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AND SAW that class.
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OF SIXTY boys and girls,
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GET THEIR sheep-skin.
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I WAS carried back.
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TO FIFTEEN years ago.
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WHEN I, too.
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GOT THE same thrill.
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AND LISTENED to words of advice.
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ABOUT opportunities just ahead.
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AND SOMETIMES I think.
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I’D LIKE to go back.
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AND TRY it all over again.
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AND PROFIT by mistakes.
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AND DO THINGS differently.
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BUT SINCE I can’t.
a a a
THIS IS just my message.
a a a
TO THIS class of sixty.
a a a
IN HOPE that in may help.
a a a
IN SOME way.
a a a
TO ALWAYS remember.
a a a
THAT YOU come from the best town.
a a a
FROM THE finest people.
a a a
IN THE best state.
a a a
IN AMERICA.
a a a
TO DO your best.
a a a
AND SUCCESS will come.
a a a
I THANK YOU.
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Past Tense
The hill was icy and the big colored
woman could not control her footing.
“Help I Help! Ah’m slippin’!’’ she
screamed, as she began her involun
tary journey downward. “Ah’m slip
pin’ ! Ah’m sllppln' 1” she yelled
again.
A few seconds later a man who had
heard her cry found her comfortably
couched in a snow bank. “Ah’m
slup!” she remarked as she looked up
into his face with a grin.—Boston
Transcript.
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The man who never takes a long
shot never shoots very far.—Du
buque Times Journal.
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■ In the letter of the law cash money belongs to the man ■
■ who has it in his possession. Even if he stole a §IOO bill ■
• from you the court would make you prove that the par- *
4 ticular §IOO bill was yours and that it was stolen.
B Not so with a check on your bank. The name of the B
■ rightful owner of a check is particularly designated. Found ■
| or stolen, it is not the property of the finder or the thief— ■
* it is the property ot the payee, and a wrongful possessor ®
■ must show a good and sufficient reason why he has it. 2,
Always transact your business with bank, checks *■
" or drafts. *
■ OLD RELIABLE”
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■ OFFICERS:
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B D. C. ALFORD, President - R. C. THORNTON, V.-President
■ M. M. NORMAN, V.-President - FRED S. WHITE, Cashier
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B DIRECTORS:
| D. C. ALFORD - S. W. THORNTON - R. E. MATHESON ‘
■ I. J. PHILLIPS - M. M. NORMAN - DR. W. I. HAILEY •
I L. L. McMULLAN
Georgia Banker On
Fanning Matters
Below is an extract from address
of J. S. Kennedy, President of the
Georgia Bankers’ Association, before
the annual state convention of the
Georgia Association, held in Macon
recently:
“As long as agriculture continues
to be our basic industry and the prin
cipal source of new wealth we must
give serious consideration to its pro
blems, indeed, the banker and the
farmer are partners in the business
of farming—the banker supplying
the capital, and the farmer supplying
the labor. The Southern farmer is
a fairly efficient and economical pro
ducer, but as the farmers’ business
partner, it remains for the banker
to assist the farmer in the process of
marketing. Experience in co-oper
ative marketing of farm crops, and
particularly cotton, gives every en
couragement of solving the problem
of marketing farm crops through
these business associations of farm
ers. Their record of growth, their
recognized financial responsibility,
their efficiency of operation and their
conservative business management
has challenged the admiration of
farmers, bankers, business men, cot
ton manufacturers and Government
officials throughout the country.
These organizations have taken a
page from the book of big business
experience, and are applying the
principles of sound economics to the
conduct of their affairs. They are
great merchandising concerns, and
are not holding organizations, and as
merchandising concerns are applying
the proven idea of group distribution
to the marketing of their products
in the same w’ay and with the same
result as all successful industrial con
cerns are doing.
“IN MY OPINION, THEY WILL
BE AS SUCCESSFUL IN THE FU
TURE AS THEY ARE ABLE TO
ENLARGE THEIR MEMBERSHIP
AMONG THE GROWERS; MAIN
TAIN THEIR PRESENT TYPE OF
ABLE AND CONSERVATIVE
LEADERS; AND SECURE THE
WHOLEHEARTED CO-OPERATION
OF THE BANKS. I COMMEND
THESE ORGANIZATIONS TO THE
BANKERS OF GEORGIA AND THE
SOUTH FOR YOUR CAREFUL
AND PAINSTAKING CONSIDER
ATION AND STUDY.
“We have a common interest with
the farmers in this matter. If we
do less than our part we must bear
our share of the burden of respon
sibility for the direction which the
movement may take in the future.”
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Vienna claims the biggest book In
the world. It is In the Dominican
cloister, carefully mounted In a case
In one of the corridors. The book is
made up of parchment leaves mounted
on thtu wooden borders. On the parch
ment Is maintained a death list of the
Noisier. The first entry was made in
1410, but even tins date is 184 years
more recent than the date of the
cloister, for this home of Dominican
monks was founded in 1226, under the
Babenbergers. Each leaf of the larg
est book in the world is four feet high
and three feet wide. As biographical
notes are entered, besides death no
tices, the book has much historical
worth.