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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. Member Georgia Press Association Eighth District Press Association National Editorial Association PUBLISHED EVERY FRIDAY Subscription Rates—in Advance One Year $2.00 Six Months 1-00 Three Months 50 Foreign Advertising Representatives in New York City: American Press Association, 225 West 39th Street. FRIDAY, JUNE 26, 1925 ♦ *♦♦♦♦***♦ • SOME SUN • SCINTILLATIONS • L.L.M. B BIBLE THOUGHT I! For This Week I uffhta memorized, will prove a M less hen tags in after years. Don’t Meddle. He that passeth by, and meddleth with strife belonging not to him, is like one that taketh a dog by the ears.—Proverbs 26:17. Business is good in Hartwell. o The undertaker always sees your finish. o Sometimes a motorist even runs over his bank account. o —— Stand perfectly still when a wo man throws a stone at you. If you dodge you may get hit. o A cent never looks bigger than ■when added to the price of a gallon of gasoline.—Providence Journal. o—. It’s not what good roads, good schools and churches cost; the prob lem is what we pay for not having ; them. o Big bugs have little bugs Upon their backs to bite ’em, Little bugs have lesser bugs And so ad infinitum. o A woman always remembers the things she should forget, and a man always forgets the things he should remember.—Columbus Evening Dis patch. o Hartwell is a good place to trade and from the automobiles and shop pers from a distance it is very evi dent that the people have found out •this fact. - o—* Any city that assumes the attitude of trying to tear down a neighboring town and county to build up itself if not contributing much to the growth of the State. o You feel just as good tomorrow •ns you do today if you take on just ;« little too much of that grand old ! buttermilk. There’s no morning af .ter, with the dark brown taste. o Hartwell and Hart county want good highways; we also want all our neighboring cities, communities and counties to have them. What helps northeast Georgia as a whole is go ing to help Hart county. o ■ Yea, Yen. Some one says that it takes more than a gold band to make a good cigar. Yes, and more than a nicely creased pair of trousers to make a man.—Walton Tribune. o ■ And Read All Day Sunday. There’s no laying by time in a country printshop. Can’t even get that Saturday afternoon vacation. It takes six days in the week to get out a good country newspaper.— ■Commerce News. o Let’s Collect and Pay, Too. Next Wednesday is the first. Get all your statements ready and do your best to collect every dollar on your books. And then turn around and pay every dollar you can to the fellow you owe. o The ability of the bulldog to hold on is his main asset in combat. Ad vertisers need some of his tenacity to keep their business at an even keel. Continuity in advertising is the merchant’s best grip. It has never failed in the fight for exis tence. o Managing Editor John Paschal and ■Ralph Smith, of The Atlanta Jour nal, and “Cousin Fred” Houser, of the Atlanta Convention Bureau, were among those passing through Hart well last week en route to Anderson, S. C., where they joined the motor cade over the Stone Mountain route to Atlanta via Knox’s Bridge, La vonia, Commerce, Winder, etc. The trip was made by a large number of Georgians and Carolinians. A Prayer. Give me clean hands, clean words, and clean thoughts: help me to stand for the hard right against the easy wrong : save me from habits that harm; teach me to work as hard and play as fair in Thy sight alone as if the whole world saw-; forgive me when I am unkind, and help me to ■forgive those who are unkind to me; keep me ready to help others at some cost to myself; send me chances to -do a little good every day and so ■kxrow more like Christ.” —Wm. De ■KVitt Hyde. WHAT’S YOUR CREED AS A CITIZEN OF THIS COMMUNITY? N? matter where you live, nor what town or county you live in, you should make boosting for your town and county part of your creed. It’s a poor citizen who isn’t loyal to his home town and county. Some times when we hear folks elaborating on the advantages of other sections and casting reflections on their home town and county, we can’t help but think that they are poor citizens, and that all would be better off if they would move on. If you can't boost the town and county in which you live, move to one you can boost—that’s part of our creed. A friend dropped in yesterday and handed us the following, saying that it read so good to him that he thought it would be worth printing, and said he would like to see the people of Hartwell and Hart county subscribe to some such creed. What do you think of it? A Citizen’s Creed. If you belong to a church you are supposed to have a creed —and live up to it. If you belong to a lodge you subscribe to its creed. So why not a citizen’s creed, one that we can all subscribe to and carry out as faithfully as we carry out our re ligious creed or our lodge obliga tions? We’ve been thinging it over of late, and we’ve devised one we feel every citizen can adopt with ben efit to himself in particular and the whole town in general. Here it is —memorize it, and then see how faithfully you can live up to it: “I believe in Hartwell and its pos sibilities, and I shall do my part to make it a better place in which to live. “I believe in good government for my home town, and I shall assume my share of the responsibility that rests on the shoulders of all our citi zens. "I believe in supporting local en terprises that help community devel opment, and I will contribute my moral support and energy to any movement for the best interest of the town. “I believe in patronizing home merchants, for they are greatly re sponsible for our having good schools and churches. “I will boost my home town at every possible opportunity, and al ways speak a good word for it wher ever I may be—l will do my part toward making it the best town in America because it is my HOME town.” Hear And Their By DANA I * READING IN the Atlanta papers. • * • EVERY DAY. * * * AMONG THE many things. OF INTEREST* * * • SUCH AS suicides and weddings. * * * AND DIVORCES and births. • ♦ ♦ I’VE NOTICED for the last few • • • weeks. * • * THE VARIOUS write-ups. * * * ON THE different shows. * • ♦ IN TOWN. - * * * AND AMONG them all. • ♦ * THERE WAS one called. • * * “ABIE’S IRISH ROSE." » * » AND ALL the criticisms. • * • I READ. i RAVED AND thrilled. ♦ ♦ • OVER IT. • * * AND IT soner struck me funny. • * • FOR THREE months ago. • * * I SAW the same show. * * ♦ AND THE same company. • • * IN OKLAHOMA City. • * • AND IN this small city. • * «• OF THE West. • * * EVERYONE acclaimed it. ♦ • • THE POOREST show of the season. • • * AND IT GOT the “bum’s rush.” \• * * AND LEFT for parts unknown. * • * AND SO I'd like to know. ♦ * * WHAT’S THE matter with Atlanta. * • • HAS SHE just degenerated. • * * i OR IS IT just the fact. j THAT THE old saying stands. I “THE LARGEST cities are. ♦ ♦ • j TtfE BIGGEST hick-towns." I THANK YOU. o Some women are so fond of fic tion that they will even spend their time reading cook books.—lllinois State Journal. o I QUESTIONS | | and Bible Answers j 4 If Parents will eneooraitv children to look op ’ | 'Pi andmrmor.rt' the Bible A newer*, it will prove gi a pncewwo iu ntagrw co them in after years Jg What does God’s spirit do for us? See Romans 8:26. THE HARTWELL SUN, HARTWELL, GA., JUNE 26, 192 S “FOR WHAT IT’S WORTH” By E.8.8..Jr. The annual report made by the j committee in charge, on the Univer-• sity of Georgia’s crippled condition is, indeed, a pitiful message. It is a serious condemnation of the State’s attitude towards higher education. For, of all the colleges and Univer sities of Georgia, surely the state’s own institution should be worthy of the name and should lead rather than follow. What is happening in Geor gia, has happened in many other states of the country. The annual legislative appropriation is just a drop in the bucket. The state school is left to struggle along each year the best she can. Many of her best instructors and educators are lured away to other schools by more lucra tive positions. Her buildings go to rack and ruin. In short, nothing less than a miracle keeps these state uni versities intact and running from year to year. It has been that way at “Ga.” for many years and it has been that way at many other state schools of my observation. The great state of Texas with all of its wonderful power and its splendid re sources, support the state university which numbers six thousand stu dents, in a half-hearted way. Ac tually, there are several wooden shacks on this campus where classes are held! And yet we can not lay all the blame to our legislatures. While there does exist a certain amount of prejudice amongst the legislators, the chief reason for the ridiculous appropriations is the lack of money. The state has none, and until some new form of taxation is created or some practical way to cre ate revenue is worked out, there will always be a deficit in the state cof fers. It is regretable that the trustees of the University of Georgia did not see fit to select a new chancellor imme diately. In the resignation of Chan-* cellor Barrow, the State University loses a valuable man. A man who was loved and respected as few men ever are. His regime at Athens was marked by its simplicity and its pronounced success. Now, that he has stepped out it will be hard to se-1 lect a man fully as capable and as useful, but the trustees should have made somp selection at this time rather than put the matter off until September as they have done. Re ports from all over the state are, that the alumni are very dissatisfied over the whole situation and it is said during the recent commencement vigorous protest was voiced at the alumni meeting. The writer is of the opinion that no finer man could be found to fill the place of Chan cellor of the University of Georgia than Dr. Andrew M. Soule. Not only is he highly educated but with all of his other splendid qualities, he is foremost, a business man. And the University needs just that. Tennessee's new Evolution law is to be tested in a few days at the little town of Dayton, Tenn. At that time, distinguished men from all parts of the country will gifther at the court house and either be inter ested spectators or participants, in the trial of a young high school in structor for his views on Evolution. It is now against the law to teach Evolution in the schools of Tennes see. In the present trial, the of fender in spite of the drastic law, went right ahead and in this little country school proceeded to give his ideas on Evolution. He was imme diately haled to court. Evolution in its casual survey and OLD JOE JONES SAYS— “Many a slim princess Lj cC/f today > s the fat V housewife of tomor- How Unkind. Joe, '“'O How Unkind. O What a pity wis’dom doesn’t grow on a man like his whiskers. o Chickens in the car have wrecked more autos than chickens in the road. o Why think the war changed Ger mans? It didn’t change anybody else.—Elmira Advertiser. , o “OH, IT’S FLORIDA” Oh, it’s Florida, it’s Florida, That’s where I am gwine. Where dreary winter never comes, Where the sun doth always shine. I start up my motor car in New York or Washington, D. C., Take the road for Daytona Beach And Hollywood-By-The-Sea. I go through Coral Cables And on down to Tampa Bay, Where ships of all the nations Both come in and sail away. I leave my home in Pittsburg In the winter’s snow and ice, I head my car for the Southland For that new found paradise. From Boston down through Georgia And all along the route — It’s Florida, oh, it's Florida, That’s all they talk about. It's Florida, oh, it's Florida, I am gone if I have to fly, Where time flies on golden wings And folks there don’t ever die. Where the beauties throng the beaches. Where Bahama supplies the wine, Where starlight nights hold romance, Where the Golden Shekels shine. I invest my thousand dollars, Then lease me one little shack, Fish and play in the sunshine Then I get ten thousand back. Copyright by F. P. LINDER. All rights reserved. Hartwell, Ga., June 26, 1925. study is a dangerous subject. Ten nessee is quite right when she bans the study of it, as prepared for the average pupil. In its superficial study, it is a direct and subtle at tack on the Bible. It is only through thorough and intensive research that it assenfbles anything near the truth of the matter. For, the deeper and real gist of Evolution is not the sup position that we all came from mon keys, but the saner study of the dif ferent eras of development of man and how the world has gone on from one stage to the next. It will be interesting to have Mr. Bryan’s views on this matter, at the trial. Generally speaking, this wise old gentleman usually knows what he’s talking about when he speaks, and nearly always his views are correct. On these hot summer days, loung ing around Haileys’ or Herndons’, watching the hands of the clock go around ’till the hour of golf, the main attraction is the passing tourists. Little cars and big cars, all—, here they come and there they go. Most ly they are going to the mountains of North Carolina, but many there are, too, who are speeding towards Florida. Funny, what appearances mean in this world! The big Pack ard breezes up and comes to a stop. One or two passengers, perhaps, get out for a few minutes’ rest or re main seated in the comfort of Pack ard prestige. The crowd stares and curiously wonders who the strangers are, and where they’re going and how they made their money. And then a lowly Ford sputters in, radi ator steaming, dusty, dirty, worn. Passengers hot and travel-worn. Per haps, “Tin Can Tourists”—at any rate, the crowd never gives them a tumble. They are ignored and for gotten and if a glance is bestowed upon them, it is with pity and puz zlement —, wondering WHY anybody would leave home for a pleasure trip in such style. You know they say in Florida, the “Tin Can Tourist” comes down there with a clean shirt and a five dollar bill (that’s all) and doesn’t change, either! With all the passing tourists, along with the curious glances we rest upon them, they, as well, are studying us. No stranger ever goes through our town without getting some sort of im pression, either good or bad, of the place. Mostly, I think, it is a good impression we make. Hartwell peo ple are cordial. They are hospitable. They are good mixers and are pleas ingly obliging in all the little cour tesies that impress a stranger. I know this is true because I have had many out-of-town friends tell me this. Just the other day, a friend of college days lingered on in Hartwell on business ovpr his allotted time. He confessed to me it was because Hartwell was different; the folks were friendlier; the spirit of opti mism more in evidence. “And be sides all that,” he said, “there’s some other quality I like about yous town and that is, your people think lots of themselves afid have plenty of civ ic pride.” Going on still further in discussing the town the only criticism he had that was uncomplimenting, was our streets. Os rough and bumpy, and hardly passable highways, there were many. Os smooth, pleasant riding, joy-giving town thoroughfares, there were few (if any.) “And that’s what they all say.” Hartwell’s city streets are in the worst condition in her history. Surely, something could be done, and should be done. Judge Charles H. Brand The recent honor accorded Con gressman Charles H. Brand of Ath ens, in his appointment to the Na tional Democratic Congressional Com mittee is a well deserved distinction and a recognition of the splendid qualities of the man and of his val uable services not only to his own Congressional District, but to the citizens of the state at large. Judge Brand is one of the most popular of Georgia’s Congressmen. Georgians in Washington who are near to the scene of action and who know the real worth of Georgia’s legislative representatives, unani mously elected him as honorary pres ident of the Georgia State Club there. He is a man of ideals, far removed from the class of hand-shak ing politicians. He is generously and generally interested in Georgians without thought of section, and makes their needs and desires his personal concern. Georgians who know and admire Judge Brand watch with interest his splendid record, and rejoice when his faithful service to Georgia and her interests is fittingly rewarded. —From The Milledgeville Times, Mrs. C. B. McCullar, Editor. o We Visit Hospitable Madison. In company with Solicitor Steve Skelton and Mr. J. T. Hays we made a short visit to Madison last Friday, where, among other friends, we saw genial Editor W. T. Bacon and his charming family, and our former pastor Rev. Thos. R. Kendall and de lightful family. Madison is popula ted by a hospitable people; we al ways enjoy going there and mixing with her splendid citizenry. The vis itors were guests of the wide-awake Madison Kiwanis Club. o————— NOTICE TO THE PUBLIC All obituaries and memorial notices and cards of thanks are charged at the rate of one-half cent per word. In sending in these notices please bear this in mind. We want to publish the account of the death of all persons in this county and section, and ask our correspondents to send them in as soon as they occur, but all obituaries and memorials and cards of thanks must be paid for at the rate above mentioned. THE HARTWELL SUN. —CUR— WEEKLY SMILE (C.J.T.—Phila.,Pa.) What has become of modesty? Is there no such thing any more? From the way women are dressing these days it appears that they have reach ed a state of don’t care. When “X-ray skirts” first made their ap pearance, everybody gasped, j. Then the short skirt with the slit in the side. Following that the dress lengths became shorter until they reached the knees. Now, the sum mer styles are dresses above the knees with stockings rolled below the knees with dimpled knees showing. What wil the styles of 1926 be? Os 1927 and 1928? Will it continue to get worse? When will the end be seen? A Philadelphia doctor invented an instrument called a bronchoscope which removes articles from the windpipe and lungs. Thousands of babies’ lives have been saved since this invention has been in use. Chil dren have been rushed from all parts of the country to Philadelphia to have safety pins, collar buttons, etc., removed from their lungs. Recently a six-year-old boy was brought to Philadelphia from Fallis, Oklahoma, and a small bolt which had been in his lung for a month was removed. An interesting thing to me, these hot days, is to see a fellow drinking a hot cup of coffee while the sweat is just pouring off of his forehead. It seems to me that it would be bet ter for him to go to a drug store and buy caffene in a powdered form and “shoot” it into his arm with a needle. Why go through all the misery which follows drinking a hot drink -on a hot day, just to get the “kick” from that little drug, caf fene? Again, I ask, are some of us slaves to this little drug? The drink that “touches the spot” with me on a hot day, is good old lemonade, “made in the shade and stirred with a spade.” It “tones the liver up to a fine pitch” and makes you enjoy life more. Frankly, I can almost drink a gallon at one sitting if the weather is very warm. Again, I re peat, “you can’t get away from your raisin’.” My father used to buy lemons by the box for our home. The Philadelphia newspapers have been running a collar button contest for the past few weeks to find out who has the oldest collar button still in use. One man reported having wor ma gold plated button 41 years. I wonder if there is anybody in Hart county who can beat that record. A Philadelphia man reported having used a pocket knife 39 years. Including the appendix, there are 185 parts of the body which doctors have never been able to find uses for and, yet, old mother nature con tinues to tack these different parts onto all new-born babies. A man and has wife may both be minus their appendices and, yet, their off spring will all have appendices. Which goes to prove that man still has a whole lot to learn. Work has already commenced on Gimbel Bros.’ new $10,000,600.00 Philadelphia home. This store will be Philadelphia’s largest department ■ I : EgF BIUS BY : : WV | ■ i ■ Sending currency by mail is always risky. A 1 check on your bank, or a New York draft is always ( safe, costs nothing and acts as a receipt. a ■ | ■ If it gets lost or stolen you can immediately stop ■ ■ payment and issue a duplicate. ■ | . | Your creditor would prefer a check—it is so ! ■ much more easily handled, and payment by check ■ ■ gives you a prestige with your creditor. ■ ■ 11 ■ ■ I;<1 ■\y 1 ■ - pMb ■ ■ “™ £ OLD RELIABLE” ■ I Officers: | ■ I g D. C. ALFORD, President - R. C. THORNTON, V.-President jj| ■ M. M. NORMAN, V.-President - -FRED S. WHITE, Cashier | DIRECTORS: f | D. C. ALFORD - S. W. THORNTON - R. E. MATHESON | ■ I. J. PHILLIPS -M. M. NORMAN - DI?. W. L HAILEY I ■ L. L. McMULLAN , I wMßanwadl The Sun Honor Roll Mrs. N. J. Tiller, Lincolnton. Miss Belle Lawton, Hartwell 4. Mrs. W. P. Bice, Anderson, S. C. G P. Duncan, Bowersville 1. W H Meredith, Hawaiian Islands. J. G. McMullan, Hrrtwell 2. P. J. White, Hartwell 5. H. I. Alford, City. C. W. Slater, City. . Mr. Lonnie Walters, Lavonia 3. • Alex Stovall, Elberton 9. Miss Minnie Shiflet, Clarkesville. P. B. Harper, Carnesville. K. D. Cleveland, Boaz, Ala. G. W. Richardson, Hartwell 3. R. L. Brown, Hartwell 4. L. E. Powell,. Hartwell 4. R T. Morris, Hartwell 5. Mrs. J. E. Vickery, Bowersville 1. J. L. Cordell, Hartwell 3. Frank Roukoskie, Hartwell 4. B. L. Reed, Hartwell 2. M. D. Smith, Royston 2. -- Weaving was practiced in China more than a thousand years before it was known in Europe. store. At present John Wannamak er’s holds that distinction. I have just returned from my first week-end trip to Atlantic City this year and I am going through real torture caused by sunburn. Every one kho goes in bathing must go through this agony once a year. In spite of the recent hot spells, the water was like ice. It takes the old “pond” until about August every year to get warmed up. Bathing costumes are more “attractive” this year than ever before. Bathing suits with skirts are extremely passe and the modern one-piece suits adorn all of the females. Stockings are no longer worn by the girls and the beach presents a picture equal to that of the most vivid imigination. - Atlantic City is fast becoming a second Coney Jsland; its kind have flocked there in such great num bers it is losing its attraction for countless numbers of people. They have turned the Boardwalk into an auction alley and gambling conces sions are more numerous than ever. Tonight when my wife and I re turned from Atlantic City, we stop ped in at one of the Automats for supper. For the benefit of some who may not know what an Automat is I will explain that this is a restau rant where everything is obtained by dropping nickels in slots. You drop in one nickel for a cup of cof fee. You drop in two nickels and out comes a piece of pie and so on. You can buy anything that is usual ly found in any good cafeteria in these places by putting nickels in the slots. My wife and I were in the line of customers picking out food when all of a sudden I walked ahead of her to get something a little farther down the line. An other man stepped in where I step ped out. He put in three nickels for Boston Baked Beans. My wife didn’t look up and knowing that I shouldn’t eat beans on account of indigestion she said without looking up, “Why, you shouldn’t buy beans, they’ll swell you up.” Then, to her complete astonishment, she looked up and saw that she was not talking to, me but to a complete stranger. The stranger laughed for he knew that she had made a mistake.