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The Hartwell Sun
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FRIDAY, JULY 17, 1925
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A BIBLE THOUGHT |
m For This Weekaaa I
I Bible Thoughts memorised, will prove a g
pnceleas heritage in after yean.
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There is no fear in love; but per
fect love casteth out fear;, because
fear hath torment. He that feareth
is not made perfect in love.—l John
4:18.
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There’s an “ax” in “tax” but no
body ever seems to use it.
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As we remarked before, business
is good and getting better.
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But for canneries and bakeries
how could the young brides keep
house?
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In golf they “address” the ball, but
what they say to it is not always
printable.
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A Western radish tied itself in a
complete knot while growing. Usual- i
ly that'is the fate of the eater of
radishes.
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The Anderson Daily Mail truth
fully remarks that the child tied to
its mother’s apron string these days
gets many an automobile ride. ,
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Georgia has climate, mountains,
plains, seacoast, agricultural and
mineral resources, industries galore,
and the brightest prospects she has
ever had.
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Our Daily Thought.
The man who keeps his eyes on
the road ahead and drives his am
bition in keeping with the bounds of
safety need have no fear of running
into the ditch of failure.
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“Os course,” says old Joe Jones,
“while I contend that there is no
drink the equal of the grand and I
salubrious old buttermilk, the next
best are those delicious drinks made
at the Hartwell founts and by friend •
Bell of the bottling plant.”
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And Georgia Is Right In The Middle
Os It.
The Southeast has waterpower,
coal, iron, limestone, copper, marble, .
clay, kaolin, phosphate rock, climate, >
soil, seacoast, port facilities, ‘for
ests, a network of railroads, a purely
American population, and the pres
tige of increasing and substantial
success. —Industrial Index.
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A copy of the “Richmond Daily I
Whig,” dated April 15, 1875, has
been presented The Sun by Mr-
Thomas W. Mabry, of this city, and
is a most interesting relic from many
standpoints. Like all the newspa
pers of that day this- one is quaint
in make-up, reading matter and ad
vertisements. It was a year and
four months later, August, 18,6, that
The Hartwell Sun was established by
Magill and Belcher.
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Will You Drown This Year?
It is not necessary to lay down any
“Do’s” and “Dont’s” about swim
ming. The fact that many experi
enced swimmers lose their lives ev
ery year should be sufficient warn
ing for those who may be tempted
to let their valor get the better part
of their judgment. Swimming is the i
most wonderful exercise in the world ,
—but know your limitations in the
water and stay with them. It is the
folks who like to take a chance, by
“beating the train to the crossing or
“going out beyond their depth who
are rewarded with the granite-cover
ed headstones.
A Little More Loving.
It is a fine thing to pray for cour
age and faith, but it is still finer to
pray for love. A man may do all
things for love. Even the frailest
of us will not shrink from suffering
and trial if we only love enough. We
may have courage and ambition and
faith for our own selves, but when
we begin to love we transcend seif
and get up to the high places of life
where we may breathe the very at
mosphere of God. I like to think
that when the Master took his lonely
way to the Calvary Hill that day it
was not courage and faith that ne
Prayed for but just love, love enough
to forget the injuries we had done
to him here in our world and to give
himself freely for our redemption.
hen he prayed his Father to forgive
us because of our ignorance, I always
think, he meant to say that he had
forgiyen us and still loved us enough
to die for us. Love is the thing we
need Ito pray for; all the other fine
attributes of Christian character will
eome irhere there is enough love.
Franc.g| M. Morton.
Earthquakes and the Florida at-
I traction have about put the blink on
• California.
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Five years from this day, July
17th, 1925, Georgia is going to be
the biggest State in the Union. Put
it down and watc£ The Sun’s pre
diction come true.
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Aw, Rush!
Some of these bathing beauties re
mind us of an ortricb. They put a
cover on their head and imagine they
are dressed.—Lavonia Times.
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Hartwell is going to have paved
streets and Hart county a system of
good roads. Property values are al
ready beginning to look up a little.
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The citizens of Hartwell and Hart
county seem to be united to a man
for better streets in their county
town and for better roads in our
progressive rural communities. This
spirit is making things brighter in
Hart county; conditions are “picking
up” here now. Business is showing
increased activity, and our people
are getting together as never be
fore. It's great to live in Hartwell
and Hart county, folks.
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The Real “Hick Town.”
Just a few days ago, according to
a dispatch to dailiy papers from New
York, a white cat leaped on the front
end of a street car, perched itself
on the motor box, and tied up traf
fic on Broadway for ten minutes.
The good-natured motorman let it
stay, and refused to shove the cat
aside and move his car. So hun
dreds of autos jammed in confusion,
and within a period of ten minutes
more than a thousand people were
pushing and shoving and tearing their
way towards the car. They were
not disappointed, either, when they
saw that it was only a cat blocking
traffic, for such a thing was a novel
ty. New Yorkers delight in calling
residents of smaller cities, and es
pecially those from towns the size
of Hartwell by the familiar name of
“hicks.” But there is only one town
on earth where a cat could tie up
traffic, and that town, after all is
said and done, leads the world in
“hick” population. The town is
New r York.
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Old Charlie Martin Likes
Hartwell.
After attending the barbecue at
the Hartwell Country Club last Fri
day, Charlie Martin, of The Athens
Banner-Herald, goes home and sits
down beside that rusty typewriter
of his’n and proceeds to put down
a few observations.
He says after drinking two bot
tles of Bevo and partaking of Bruns
wick stew and barbecued meats, “No
wonder Cornelius Vanderbilt stopped
off in Hartwell for ‘ham and eggs’.”
Charlie also comments on the beau
ty and charm of two of the lovely
girls present, Misses Mary Matheson
and Mildred Johnson. Incidentally,
Charlie, and his three companions,
Bob Arnold, Fleetwood Lanier and
M. L. Manne, are all old bachelors.
He also likes the brand of hospital
ity as dispensed locally. “The hos
pitality extended by President J. A.
W. Brown, A. S. Skelton, J. H. Skel
ton, Gene Matheson and the club
membership as a whole was nothing
less thay Hartwell is famous for.”
Speaking of the golf course, Char
lie adds: *
“And they are going to have a real
golf course at Hartwell. Already the
golf bug has stung everybody in the
town but the babies and Friday the
first tournament of the year was the
main topic of conversation. Dan Ma
gill says he knows the gardens of the
town are all growing up in weeds
since they opened the golfing ground,
and Dan should knoyv- He wanted
to go over Friday and see what his
old buddies look like in knickers, but
the Mrs. wouldn’t let him qualify,
he allows.”
Come again, Charlie, and bring
your friends as well as old Dan Ma
gill.
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OLD JOE JONES
SAYS—
“It is easier to make a
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p a man ° u t a
Yes, Joe, Yes.
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■ QUESTIONS
and Bible Answers ; ;
Ibl If Parents will encourage children to look up g
ard memoriae the Bible Anewera, it will prove B
|g! a priceless heritage to them in liter years. d.
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Which is the Sixth Commandment?
1 See Exodus 20:13.
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UNION HILL
A good rain would be appreciated.
The picnic given by Misses Cleo
and Clara Moorhead Wednesday af
i ternoon was greatly enjoyed.
Those going to Asheville, N. C.,
this week were Mr. J. T. Nixon ana
son, Hoke, Mr. E. B. McGee, Mr and
Mrs. F. D. Nixon and Mr. Tom John-
1 Mr. and Mrs. P. C. Robertson spent
, Friday afternoon with Mr. and Mrs.
Moody Bond.
| Miss Eliza Pritchard and brother,
Albert, spent Friday night with Mr.
and Mrs. Norman McGee, of Airline.
Mr. and Mrs. Loy Johnson spent
• Thursday night with Mr. and Mrs.
W. A. Moorhead.
Mrs. W. L. Herring spent Friday
night with Mr. and Mrs. J. R. Tuck
etMr RT. Denny and Mr. Ander
son of Atlanta, spent Thursday night
with Mr. and Mrs. J T. Nixon.
Miss Ida Myers, of Campground,
| visS her sister, Mrs. C. H. Herring,
U Mrs. Bert Moorhead spent
Sunday with Mr. and Mrs. Elbert
ES Mr.‘ and Mrs. Lewis
Sunday afternoon with Mr. and Mrs.
E. J. Hays.
THE HARTWELL SUN. HARTWELL, GA., JULY 17, 1925
“FOR WHAT IT’S WORTH”
Glimpses of Philadelphia—, one of
the largest of American cities with a
population of nearly two million.
Narrow streets and congested traffic.
Old and musty buildings, begrimed
and age-worn, holding on with an air
of splendour even with the years.
Independence Square. The home of
the Liberty Bell. Whose peal once
rolled out the significant tones of
American liberty. The philosophical
statue of Ben Franklin in an arm
chair benighly looking down at the
passing crowds. The old Democratic
Club in the main part of the city,
grimly intrenched in its home of red
brick. Wannamakers. Covering
acres of land and pompously magnifi
cent in its simple beauty, with ’nary
a sign to identify it. only the show
windows richly sparkling with valu
able wares and a glimpse through
the open doors of crowding human
ity bent on buying. The old Phil
adelphia still lingers. With its
Quaker ways and its stolid atmos
phere of calm. Now and then a
touch of modernness. The new Ben
jamin Franklin Hotel—, gorgeous,
luxurious, modern. And the sub
ways with their charging crowds. The
Curtis building, which houses Ameri
ca’s greatest magazines. Gimbels.
Another great department store cov
ering a* entire city block and we en
ter the main entrance and find our
selves in a whirling crowd of bar
gain hunters. And here, in a twinkl
ing comes no one else but Charlie
Teasley, immaculate and debonair as
of old, in charge of the men’s fur
nishing department. Lunch time and
after much idle chatter, Charlie and
I depart for the Automat where with
a fist-full of nickels we “punch” out
whole trays full of delectable food.
Philadelphia with all of its big city
ways is the quaintest of American
cities. Rich in old traditions; fondl
ing caressingly the memories of past
years.
Sixty miles away lies Atlantic
City. With its miles of ocean bath
ing. On a Sunday we speeded to it
on a fast “Pennsylvania” train which
made the trip in one hour. Other
trains, such as the “Philadelphia and
Reading” make the trip of 60 miles
regularly in 47 minutes! However,
our ticket read “Pennsylvania” and
we made it this way. Quickly mov
ing out of the city, by block after
block of crowded tenement buildings,
soon the beautiful country-side of
New Jersey comes in view. Os roll
ing lands and wooded acres, all in
deep green. The green of thickly
foliaged trees and velvety green of
grass-covered meadows. And then.
Acres of truck farms, one after the
other. With growing vegetables and
thriving berry bushes. And laborers
busily engaged in picking and sort
ing foods for the city. Soon Atlan
tic City, a city of sixty-five thousand
normally but with an average of one
hundred and sixty thousand visitors
each day in the year. And today
being Sunday and a holiday after In
dependence day the city was unus
ually crowded and gay. A few min
utes’ ride and we are at the beach.
With its famous* Board Walk sixty
feet wide extending along the beach
for 7 miles! A stroll with the holi
day crowd. A never-ceasing parade
of well-dressed people. Men with
swagger cut clothes and jaunty straw
hats. Other with gayly patterned
sport suits of knickers in white, and
sweaters and stockings to match.
Negroes, all dressed up like a sore
thumb. Young college lads without
hats, burned and bronzed by the re
lentless rays of the sun. Older men,
successfully dressed in outrageous
loud stripes with canes a-swinging.
And the women. Ah, me! God love
’em. All sorts. The young ones,
gay and vivacious, short skirts and
rolled stockings. With the older
ones not to be out-done. Sport
clothes, every color in the rain-bow,
the most striking being the new color
of pansy (purple, I would call it)
with suit and hat to match. Dancing
eyes and rouged cheeks and mouths
the brilliance of rubies. The ever
constant stream of wheel chairs with
their occupants lolling in ease, lei
surely enjoying the sights as their
“pusher” rolls them up and down the
beach. Up and down the Board
walk. By the palatial hotels with
their millionaire prices. The “Mal
borough-Blenheim,” the “Breakers,”
the “Biltmore,” the “Elizabeth,” the
“St. Charles,” and many others. By
shops of all sorts with tempting wares
and outrageous prices. And jewelry
stores with sparkling gems. And
stores and crowded restaurants.
Candy-shops doing a land-office busi
ness in salt-water taffy. Real es
tate “parlors” fitted in magnificent
furnishings. “Coral Gables” with its
breath of Florida. And other Flor
ida offices holding the usual promise
of quick returns on investments. The
“Lucky Strike” cigarette building,
where the finished cigarette is made
in full view of hundreds of sight
seers. The Steeple-Chase. The im
mense dance halls, advertising Amer
ica’s most famous orchestras as the
attraction. Gigantic signs of “Cam
el” and "Colgates” and “Heinz” and
other famous trade-marks, vieing
with each other, dazzling at night in
their thousands of lights. A high
powered aeroplane, motors going at
full speed, back and forth over the
beach. This and more. On the
beach, mile after mile, beyond the
Board-walk the thousands of bath
ers in vivid colored bathing suits.
One piece suits and two piece suits.
The young Adonnis and the lovely
Venus. Thousands of them. Fat
I women, like so many balloon tires
and skinny men hardly large enough
to make a shadow. Children, fami
lies, sweethearts. Newly weds. The
merry throng that ride the waves and
stay in the water. And the others
who sprawl on the beach, covered
, with sand, asleep or inert. The
gayly striped beach awnings. The
; life guards. With now and then the
, shrill whistle of a guard warning
> some one. And then suddenly a boat
' quickly puts out to sea and in a jiffy
a rescue of some one too daring is
By E.8.8..Jr.
made by the guards. The beach
censor stopping some maiden with a
warning for too ultra-modern attire.
A crowd gathers to watch a trained
dog do tricks with a thrown ball.
Atlantic City! The play ground of
thousands. Where life’s realities
and serious sides are forgotten for a
while, and the carefree playtime of
childhood is once more whirled back.
And—- where modesty is forgotten,
to be adorned later, perhaps, on the
way home.
This is written on a July after
noon, as I sit away up in Massachu
setts, in the little city of Attleboro.
Here is situated, in this little com
munity of 10,000 souls some of the
most important jewelry factories of
the United States. At this point, 30
minutes’ ride from Providence, R. 1.,
some of America's most standard
jewelry is manufactured—, watch
chains, cuff-buttons, belt buckles,
rings, emblems and novelties of all
kinds. Like all New England towns,
Attleboro is steel-ribbed in her pe
culiarities. The customs and con
ventions are different from any part
of the country. Sons, fathers and
grandfathers follow the same trade
through the years. An apprentice
ship is served, maturing later in
some high-skilled branch of jewelry
manufacture. One may be a die
cutter, or an engraver, or a jewel
setter or a bench-hand but whatever
it is, whoever he is, he is a highly
skilled artist, thoroughly competent
in his trade. This morning, 1 watch
ed a gold-worker ply his skill in the
melting of gold bullion. Watched
him as he rapidly worked the bulky
bar into fine strips of gold to be used
in making dainty pieces of gold jew
elry. And, as his hands moved
deftly and swiftly he talked to me
of his work, and his many years at
the profession and there was pride
in his voice and unconcealed love in
his eyes as he bent over his ma
chines. Showing me a bar of finely
drawn gold, “See, there's not a flaw
to be seen and all our gold is that
way. We have the finest worked
gold in the country.” Pride in one’s
work! It is that stage in the game
when money is secondary and pure
love for one’s work comes first.
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HOLLY SPRING
One day last week Mr. and Mr:.
J. A. Seymour, Mr. and Mrs. C. A.
Seymour and family, Mr. and Mrs.
Jim Moss, Mr. and Mrs. Frank Carl
ton and family and others went to
Pulliams’ Mill on a picnic.
Miss Pauline Nelms spent a few
days last week with Miss Gladys Sin
gleton.
Mrs. J. A. Seymour and daughter,
Addie, spent Wednesday with Mrs.
J. C. Barton.
Miss Lola King and Miss Dicker
son, of Westminster, S. C., visited
Miss Clara Nelms Sunday.
Mrs. J. L. Turner and daughter,
Velma Ruth, vhfited irf Bowman Wed
nesday.
Miss Annie Lee Martin, of Canon,
is visiting her sister, Mrs. J. L. Sey
mour.
Miss Gladys Singleton spent this
week-end with Miss Dexter Bryan.
Misses Mildred Moss and Willie
Mae Bryan visited in Athens this
week-end.
Mr. Julian Kay, who has been in
the navy, is now at home.
Mr. and Mrs. Willie G. Ayers and
Elrod visited in Griffin the past week.
Mr. and Mrs. Mahlon Myers vis
ited Mr. M. D. Smith recently.
Everybody must come to Sunday
school next Sunday morning at 10:30
o’clock.
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ELBERTON DISTRICT STANDARD
TRAINING SCHOOL
The Elberton District will hold a
Standard Training School for Sun
day school workers at the Hartwell
Campground July 27-August 1, 1925.
Every Sunday school worker in the
district should attend. Other young
people who are not now teachers
should come the prepara
tion.
The community tent will be oper
ated and the cost will be very reason
able. Bring along your linen, blank
ets, pillows, etc. If a number are
coming from one charge and they de
sire to have a tent, let them commu
nicate with J. H. Whittaker, Hart
well, Ga., R. 5. Let everybody come
on over and let’s have a great school
and a great time at the Hartwell
Campground.
J. R. TURNER,
Supt. Leadership Training.
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LONGER RAIL STANDARD
ADOPTED BY SOUTHERN
Atlanta, Ga., July 15.—Announce
ment is made by the Southern Rail
way System that 39-foot rail has
been adopted as the standard for fu
ture use, replacing the 33-foot
length which has been the standard
for many years.
Advantages of the longer rail are
said to include smoother and safer
track as well as economies in laying
rail and in maintenance. As is well
known, the weak spot in all rail
way track in the joint. By substi
tuting 39-foot for 33-foot rail, the
number of joints in a mile of track
is reduced from 320 to 271, a net
saving of 49 joints per mile.
The rails recently ordered by the
Southern for delivery during the last
half of 1925 will be cut in the longer
dimension. Recent advances in mill
practice and improved devices for
laying rail made the adoption of the
longer standard possible.
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Ultra-violet rays were used secret
ly during the war for invisible sig
naling at night.
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One reason why men dislike a wo
man who feels superior is because the
feeling is justified.—Lexington Daily
Leader.
From Sun Readers
Mr. Bond Find* Many Good And Use
ful Qualities In Mr. Bingham.
Royston, Ga.
Dear Mr. Editor:—Mr. Bingham
has shown a quality far greater in
importance than he or I can ever
hope to demonstrate in controversy.
It is this: He has demonstrated the
livableness of life. He has turned
the other cheek. When a man does
that he disarms me. I have no sto
mach for controversy any way, and
I only regret that you gave him a
chance to do this before you gave
it to me.
I myself had thought upon the
encouragement his same article had
given me and others to hope that
Mexican June corn might yet be
planted and that cotton was still
standing the drouth as no other plant
would do.
When there was so much of good
that we could have said it was a pity
that we ever got the notion to run a
South Georgia hog over each other.
“We do not have to demonstrate the
forty-seventh proposition,” Robert
Louis Stephenson said. "We must
do better than that.” “We must de
monstrate the great theorem of the
livableness of life.” This is a real
demonstration. And he who can de
monstrate that is a success.
Next time, Mr. Editor, any man
holds out the hand of conciliation
toward me please don’t let me be a
week in recognizing it and in know
ing it.
Hoping this safe to hand and with
every good wish for you and Mr.
Bingham, Hart county and the liv
ableness of human life, I am,
Your friend,
LUTHER BOND.
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DUNCAN
The health of this community is
very good at present.
Mr. and Mrs. Bub Dove were in
Hartwell shopping Saturday.
Mr. and Mrs. L. T. Floyd and chil
dren spent Sunday with Mr. and Mrs.
Harmon Floyd, near Dewy Rose.
Mr. and Mrs. Luther Johnson and
children spent Saturday night and
Sunday with Mr. and Mrs. Hymer
Cheek.
Miss Ruby Floyd spent Saturday
night and Sunday with her grand
parents, Mr. and Mrs. J. R. John
son.
Mr. and Mrs. Kinzy Johnson hud
as their guests Saturday night Mr.
and Mrs. Leo Taylor and little son,
of Dewy Rose, Mr. and Mrs. L. T.
Floyd and children ami Mr. Owen
Rutherford. •
Misses Howard and Autrie Hicks
spent several days last week with
Miss Ruby Dove.
Mr. and Mrs. Kinzy Johnson and
children spent Sunday with Mr. and
Mrs. Bert Holcomb.
Mrs. Bub Dove was real sick Sun
day. We hope she will soon recover.
Mrs. Tom Allen is real sick at this
writing. We hope she will soon be
well again.
Messrs. Houston Cheek and Jasper
Floyd spent Saturday night and Sun
day with Mr. Willie Floyd, near Bow
ersville.
Mr. Pink Dove had some teeth
pulled Saturday and is suffering
Wmqneyl
has
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Money is a circulating medium. It circulates freely.
It is in your pocket today and in some other man’s pocket jg
tomorrow. II
No man gets ahead materially by trying to hang onto W
a circulating medium, for money of itself will not increase
—you must buy something with it.
Deposit your money in a bank and you buy a credit, and g
that credit will increase by the interest on it. Keep ad- ■
ding to your deposit, and your credit continues to grow. M
Don’t try to hang onto mere money—it is the wrong ■
system. r
j BiW‘Q J Wil i
all “THE OLD RELIABLE”
OFFICERS:
D. C. ALFORD, President - R. C. THORNTON, V.-President
M. M. NORMAN, V.-President - FRED 3. WHITE, Cashier
DIRECTORS:
D. C. ALFORD - S. W. THORNTON - R. E. MATHESON
I. J. PHILLIPS - M. M. NORMAN - DR. W. L HAILEY
L. L. McMULLAN
Hear And Their
By DANA
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IT WAS A hot afternoon.
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AND AS our train.
SPEEDED ALONG.’
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FROM THE big city.
INTO THE suburbs.
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WE PASSED block after block.
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OF TENEMENT houses.
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AND ON every aide.
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WERE POORLY dressed people.
AND ILL-KEPT yards.
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AND THROUGH the windows,
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WE SAW stuffy rooms.
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POORLY VENTILATED.
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ANLD AS we rode on.
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WE SAW THE narrow streets.
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FULL OF romping children.
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AND OLD people.
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CONTENTEDLY SITTING.
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AND AT one street.
GATHERED ALL*around.
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WERE MORE children than usual.
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AND THEY were all happy.
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AND DANCING with joy.
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AND IN the center.
WAS A “Hurdy-Gurdy.”
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SUPPLYING THE music.
AND SO all along.
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'TILL WE reached the country.
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IT WAS that way.
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WITH THE most wretched places.
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HOUSING THE happiest people.
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AND I’M just wondering.
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IF LIFE hasn’t that way.
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OF PASSING out justice.
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IN GIVING the rich, luxury.
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AND THE poor, real happiness.
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I THANK YOU.
The citizens of Washington, 1). C.,
cannot vote because they are not
citizens of any state and the District
of Columbia is governed directly by
the Federal Government, there being
no elective offices.
with his gums.
Mrs. Grady Duncan spent Friday
afternoon with her mother, Mrs. D.
Hill, of Canon.