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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 100 Three Months .50' Foreign Advertising Representatives in New York City: American Press Association, 225 West 39th Street. FRIDAY, AUGUST 21, 1925 • SOME SUN • SCINTILLATIONS • L.L.M. y.L tinrriT: .prinrnrfng I Jl, BIBLE THOUGHT i| If "" F° r This Week ■■■ ; |yj Bible Thouahts memorized, will prove a ; pricekss heritage io after yv*rs. ...i. ■. t : Tuiuuatt: .. 1 . .'.’j . O come, let us worship and bow down; let us kneel before the Lord our maker. For he is our God; and we are the people of his pasture.— .Psalm 95:6, 7. o There’s plenty of room at the bot tom, —of these balloon trousers. o The public is easily pleased pro vided you do what the public wishes. The older a person gets the less certain he is that he knows any thing. o A good reputation is about as hard to win as a bad one is hard to lose. o The man who is too lazy to work usually manages to be very prompt at meal time. o— It’s getting pretty dry when the spokes begin to drop out of the pass ing auto wheels. If one extreme follows another you’d better put in an order for a few extra tons of coal. o The cotton crop is off, corn is a failure, —but you can still rely on the grand old buttermilk just the same. o We love our town and her people, but are not blind to our faults. One of these is that we talk too much.— Butler Herald. ■ o After all, there are only four steps that any one need learn— —Up, * —Down, —ln and Out. —— o The old man who got corns in his hands from holding a plow stock, now has a son who gets his by holding a steering wheel.—Tifton Gazette. • o Some people say they won’t go to church because they do not like to be hypocrites. That is what they say but that is not the reason—the rea son is that they are, to a large ex tent, hypocrites already. o T An old-timer observes that the population of the small town no long er meets the train to see it pass by. We now sit around the drug store and watch ’em light from the automobiles.—Sylvester Local. o Hint* to Week-Enders: How to tell the bath room door— It is always at the end of the hall. It is the last door you try. It always sticks. It is generally locked. o For Goodness Sake, Rush! We learn that on account of the scarcity of water it is a twenty-five dollar fine to take a bath in some cities. Bet old Louie Morris wishes he lived in one of those cities.—La vonia Times. o “Scientists think that the discov ery of a fossil of a five-toed horse is a more important event than the Birth of Christ. They travel around the world to see a skeleton, but would not cross the street to save a soul.’’ —W. J. Bryan. o Here’s a tip to be used in the col lection of your accounts: The aver age man is honest, and the payment of his debts is a pleasure to him. Os bad accounts in general it may be said that most of them are due to over-buying, due to optimistic dreams of future income. Treat your debt or generously and you will get your money—wherf he has it, which is quick enough. o Our Short Sermon. A great man once said: I have learned in whatsoever state I am, therewith to be content.” Why should ■we be dissatisfied with our lot in life? There is no day so dark that it is not penetrated by the ray of Hope and no night so hopeless that it cannot be driven away by the sun light of Faith. o How 'Bout It, Uncle John? The News-Reporter is indeed glad to learn that Editor John Shannon, of Commerce, is rapidly improving. A little rest in the mountains drink ing some of Morris’ buttermilk will help him, then too, maybe Rush Bur ton would help him get a bathing ■tut for a little swimming or “coming ■it” party.—Washington News-Re ■brter. The Sun is always optimistic; let’s keep on boosting, folks. —o The merchants are getting in their pretty fall and winter stocks. o A few good rains will help, and we still have faith they’ll come. Q Street paving will turn loose lots of money right when we need it. o The gins are running, and soon business will be picking up right along. 0 ; Hartwell has no shortage of water, but the citizens are urged to con serve on account of the fact that the power company has demanded that no power be used during the day for the pumping of water. HE’S KIDDING HIMSELF A local business man approached on the proposition of advertising his store in this paper the other day made the statement that advertising didn’t pay and that three-fourths of the money spent on advertising | was wasted. Efforts to find out how much money he spent on advertising grafts, a number of which are work ed in every town in the country ev ery year were futile, but it wasn’t difficult to assure the non-adver tiser that if he’d spend his money in newspaper advertising and give a little attention to the proper prep aration of his copy, the money so spent would not be wasted but would return to him many times in increas ed sales. The same merchant, when asked what kind of a suit he had on said it was a “Kuppenheimer.” He was asked what brand of shoes he wore and immediately said that they were “Florsheim” shoes. He stated with out hesitation that his shirt was an “Arrow” brand and that he always wore a “Stetson” hat. Why does he wear those things and why was he able to tell the rep resentative of this paper the names of the brands so readily? Simply because they’re all advertised the length and breadth of the nation. Articles on this merchant’s shelves were examined and in almost every instance they were from manufac turing concerns who advertise their products constantly in every conceiv able way. The merchant said that his cus tomers called for this article and for that one, quite frequently. When asked why his customers wanted things made by certain companies, the merchant replied that he sup posed they had used them before and found them to be worth the money. All of which is trus, but it’s a safe bet that the first «time they tried an article, they did so because they read the manufacturer’s description of it in an advertisement and that after purchasing they found the article exactly as advertised and through truthful advertising became satisfied customers. The clothes this merchant wore were made by companies which ad vertised and he knew the names of them because they were advertised; the car he drives and the tires he uses on it are advertised every week in this paper and he admitted that he bought the machine because of the things he had read about it; the biggest seller in his store, the things his customers call for by name, are advertised brands; yet this merchant says he doesn’t believe in advertising and that money so spent is wasted. He’s kidding himself at his own expense, and doesn’t know it. Pastor Got Scolding More or Less Merited One of the oddest things about the “Further Reminiscences,” by S. Baring Gould, is the feet that he tells an amusing story of his experience in get ting the words to the song, “John Bar leycorn," but omits all mention of the fact that he wrote “Onward Christian Soldiers.” The clergyman and writer spent much time in collecting the old songs of the countryside. He heard that an almost bedridden old sinner of the neighborhood was an authority on "John Barleycorn," as it was sung in the district. So Baring Gould called on him, fortunately, on a day when the old man's wife was away, and dis covered the invalid hud managed to get downstairs. He sang lustily and gratefully ami the ribald words were carefully written down. The next day the minister called to get his pencil and was met by an Irate wife. “What do you mean," she asked, "coming here and getting my husband to sing his old trashy songs when he ought to be preparing to meet his Savior?” She said that she had put her husband to bed and had burned his trousers so he could not get up again and entertain visitors. The minister was scolded as he never had been before for encouraging a mun to be wicked. OLD JOE JONES SAYS - ''An empty wagon and • J a man °^ ten make I UiiflF muc h noise.” ■ So We’ve Observed, Joe, So We’ve Ob served. Q. i QUESTIONS and Bible Answers S If Parents will enceuras-e children to look up ig H! and memorise the Bible Answers, it willprwe Et g aprieeieaa breitage to them m after years tgj What promise is given to those who remember the poor? See Psalm 41:1. _ . THE HARTWELL SUN, HARTWELL, GA., AUGUST 21, 1925 “FOR WHAT IT’S WORTH” By E.8.8..Jr, In spite of the gloomy prospects ahead, Hart county will make more cotton this year than is being pre dicted each day around town. Not disputing the fact that crop condi tions are alarming and that the con tinued dry weather has played havoc with the finest of prospects, there is still time for a good drenching rain to do worlds of good. Let’s not be too pessimistic. There’s always a ray of hope somewhere. Looking back over many other dry years in the past when the cotton crop seem ed doomed as a total failure, in ev ery case I can remember that at the final outcome, that a better crop was made than expected and the number of bales was far in the excess of what had been estimated. I would not raise false hopes for anyone but there is a bit of comfort in the knowledge that all of us generally are prone to overestimate the gloomy side of life. However, there’s no getting around the facts that this section of Georgia has experienced the driest period this summer in the, memory of the oldest inhabitants. With the continued absence of rain, we will all soon be of some opinion as expressed by a prominent farmer in Hartwell the other day. In talking over the seriousness of the situation with a young married man, he said, “Well, Frank, your and my grand children may see rain, but you and I will never live to see it again!” And yet we cannot afford to give up. Hartwell and Hart county has been wonderfully blessed there past few years in many ways. While other towns and counties were going through a siege of “hard times” with failures on all sides and financial upheavals from day to day, we have gone right ahead and with brave hearts refused to be discouraged con tinuing to build and plan for better things. We have had few failures. Our banks are in a prosperous con dition. Our business in a splendid manner and have a healthy status. With those facts in mind we should not worry too much; rather, we should be thankful and have enough faith in our hearts to believe that everything will come out alright. After all, is it not a fact that in every one of our lives that in near ly every case when trouble and un avoidable disaster loomed ahead, many of our fears never material ized and the worries that actually did come were never as bad as we expected? Most of us are, unfor tunately, prone to exaggerate our fears and to make “mountains out of mole hills.” Personally, in looking back over my life, I can readily realize that in all my troubles, the worries beforehand were ever more tortuous than the actual happening. One’s environment has a great deal to do with one’s thoughts. That is to say, all of us think in terms of our hobbies, or our work, or our sur roundings. Every veiled illusion, ev ery mental effort, all of our conver sation and ideas, spring up out of an atmosphere that we have grown up in and absorbed. Mine, these years, through constant traveling has been in terms of hotels of strange cities, a constant shifting of scenes with the urge to keep a-moving. Os interest ing sights and curious slants on life in general, the meeting of all types and bumping into all sorts of creeds and beliefs. Hence, if I Weary the reader with my constant mention of these things, it will be pardonable, I trust. It has been my life. Jour neying to Atlanta this morning on the fast “Birmingham Special” of the Southern Railway, I picked up one of this great railroad’s latest mes sages to the public and read it. And once again I am reflecting over the tremendous importance the railroads have had in developing every section of America, and the heartless way most of us have forgotten it. In deed, since the establishment of so many bus lines throughout the coun try, our neglect has been so shame ful that many steam lines have suf fered, later to die a natural death through lack of patronage. All of which bespeaks eloquently of the in herent lack of gratitude in the aver age American. In a sectional way, the Southern Railroad has done more to develop the South than any other agency in existence. In spite of its unpardonable dining car service which has been a serious handicap to an otherwise efficient system, the Southern is one of the foremost rail roads in the country. Here’s its latest message: “Faith in the South and Courage to Back It.” “It took courage to turn more than a hundred million dollars of the earn- . ings of this railroad back into the | property without paying a dividend for thirty years. It required fore- i sight to insure the wisdom of such j courage. Faith in the South stood back of this program. Now, after thirty years, this Faith has borne its fruit. “The South is prosperous. The ! Southern Railway has come into its own, and Southern Railway securi ties are taking their rightful place in the investment markets.” Summer days, as a rule, are not especially suited to a heavy program of reading. One may have the time and the inclination but invariably the mood changes and other amusements are sought after. The temperature hovering near the hundred mark I swiftly relieves us of our most am bitious plans: we stifle in the sultry weather; get sleepy, a reslessness I comes over us and soon we throw i aside whatever the book may be and I bestir ourselves for easier things. ' No, the ideal time for reading is I winter-time. When the cold winds I blow and the alluring green of a summer's touch has darkened with ! icy touch of winter-time into the : brown and black of all out-doors, j Then it is, we like to watch the cheehful glow of an open fire, and pull our chairs comfortably near and back in its warmth. And then it is, ‘ too, that we reach for a book and are soon lost in the maze of a daring tale, forever forgetful of the outside world. z In your reading this doming win ter, if you haven’t already done it, \ make it a point to read some of those I charming little stories of Harry • Stillwell Edwards. Mr. Edwards is a Southern author living in Macon, i Ga., and he has gained an enviable i place as a raconteur of delightful • little stories of the South. Intensely : loyal to the Old South in all of its i traditions and its ideals he has writ ten of the old time “darkey” with a deft touch. I would recommend, es pecially, “Aenius Africanus” and “Aeniius Africanus—Defendant” as two of his best efforts. Coming nearer home, right at home to be exact, we have our own cele brities, you know. Do you realize that we have a gifted song writer and a lyric artist in our midst? Well, .we have. In “Oh, It’s Florida,” Miss Mary Linder as composer, with the aid of the inimitable Mr. F. P. Lin der who has written the words, we find a captivating piece of music. The music is catchy, has a nice “swing,” and is really appealing. The words are clever and appropriate. Copies of this music went on sale in Hart well this past week and in its initial bow has met instant approval. 4 LITTLE FUN— “Just as you wrote me, this young ster wasn’t in my office two minutes before he bet me $25 that I had a wart on my shoulder. Os course he lost. I hope it will be a lesson to him.” In a couple of weeks a reply came from San Antonio. ‘“The youngster wins. Before he left he bet me SIOO he would have your shirt off in five minutes after he met you.” Customer: Hey, waiter, what kind of blankety blank coffee do you call this junk, anyhow’? Waiter: Why, that’s Plaster House coffee, sir; very fine grade, I assure you, sir. Customer: Plaster House coffee, hey? Well, I’ll be darned if I can find the house, but a lot of the grounds are in here. Clerk in coal office: “There’s an order on the book for ten tons of coal for the asylum, no size stated, w’onder what we better send up?” “That’s easy,” said the office boy, “Send nut.” “Daughter, doesn’t that man know how to say good-night?” “Oh, daddy, I’ll say he does!” Enjoy th® Best Time of the Year Now’ come the most glorious days Ford; nothing at which its willing of all—-late August, September and power will balk. And its control golden October! Days meant to be is so simple, so easy that you can lived out-of-doors—when the road- venture where you will on un- sides are ablaze with flowers, and known dirt roads, with the same ‘ the woodlands a riot of color. confidence with which you set ouf Take a Ford Car and strike out on the P aved highway. & t tfe^^i 8 * I tW 3 h tT^ s iof£ »‘ h vaca, l nday8 1 0faIla h restill ' OVe,ieS, S ”° tS a W n5 at r h o^.r a^in C te natural beauty. condition. Get a Ford Carand revel I here is no going too hard for your in the finest time of the year. Touring Car - 290 Fordor Sedan - 660 ' ' On open cars demountable rims and starter are SSS extra Full size balloon tires »25 extra. All price* f. o. b. Detroit SEE ANY AUTHORIZED FORD DEALER OR MAIL THIS COUPON Coupe “’“""ii J 7 . : Please tell me how I can secure a Ford Caron easy payments- : i ' I a ■ ! Cltr Stau j Mail this coupon to . J/ . F. O B. I ..a....... HART MOTOR COMPANY R. E. COX. Manager Lincoln Fordson CARS TRUCKS TRACTORS Hartwell, Ga. Phone No. 48 Baptist Church Rev. Pope A. Duncan preached an other great sermon at the Baptist church last Sunday morning. His in teresting messages fully sustained the churches expectations of wh>t they had heard of his attractive : Wfi: : WBBWMIFJ /Wb ✓ i ■mi -■ Bill’. B>l_ B ® " 4 I'll - ~ ft 17 ■ ■' 1 ■ ■ | Whether you pay for purchases on the spot, or g H pay bills monthly, pay with a check on your bank. b Because people who want to “make a bhiff ■ » adopt the practice of carrying a “roll,” business men | 8 are never so cordial to a man with a “roll” as they | are to a man who carries a bank balance and issues ■ checks on it for cash purchases or in settling regu- ■ u lar accounts. ■ ■ There is business prestige in a bank account that § ■ a roll of money, however large, can never attain. ■ B ■ r a I • " Jw- ■Nr M * | ‘T«£ OLD RELIABLE” j B DIRECTORS: ■ | D. C. ALFORD - S. W. THORNTON - R. E. MATHESON ■ I. J. PHILLIPS - M. M. NORMAN - DR. W. I. HAILEY | L. L. McMULLAN ■ OFFICERS: | i D. C. ALFORD, President - R. C. THORNTON, V.-President | M. M. NORMAN, V.-President - FRED S. WHITE, Cashier | B'B B -B B'■iWfflB«:BIISB'bBm!B!i®:milWSBilllBIIIIBIIIIBIIIIBllllBllllB!IIIB!lil» preaching gifts. His visit to Hart well has been greatly appreciated by all whose pleasure it was to hear him. Rev. Duncan expects to return to his work in Cordele in time to be with his people by the fifth Sunday. The importation of the Bible into Soviet Russia (from Leningrad to Vladivostock) is forbidden.