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City of Americus.
Sumter County.
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Americus G&, August SI, 1913
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4 IT COULDN’T BE DONE 4
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Somebody said that it couldn’t be done, ]
But he with a chuckle replied: f
That “Maybe it couldn’t, but he would
be one
f’t'o wouldn't sav so till he tried.” 1
So he buckled right in with a trace of a ’
grin,
On his face. If he worried he hid it
He started to sing as he tackled the
thing,
That couldn't be done—and he did it. ;i
i
Somebody scofied, “You’ll never do
that—
At least no one ever has done it.”
But he took off his coat and he took o’d
his hat
And the first thing we knew he’d be
gun it.
With a lift of his chin and a bit of a
grin,
Without any doubting or quiddit,
He started to sing as he tackled the ,
thing.
That couldn't he done—and he did it.
There are thousands who will tell yo i
it cannot be done
There are thousands who prophesv
failure,
There are thousands to point cut to
you one by one,
' rl 'e dangers that wait to asail you.
But just buckle in with a bit of a grin.
'"’ en take off your coat and go to it.
Just start info sing as you tackle tiro
thing
That “Cannot be done.” —and you’ll do
ft —Edgar A. Guest.
“No more cheap meat.” says Patrica
Cudahy. When has there been any?—
Charleston News and Caurier.
An Atlanta man was mean to ask a
young lady in a hobble skirt to dance
the tango with him.
It is easy to infer from the state
ments made by Judge Emory Spey.*
that he is opposed to the judicial re
calL
“Canadian lawyers do not know what
tc do with Thaw.” ft’s a cinch that
they will "do*’ him before they turn
him loose.
An erchange says that an Alahama
dancing teacher has a new one callea
the “Possum Trot.” It ought to make
a hit with the negroes.
Perhaps it would be a good thing for
Mexico if she could get a president
who had no claim to the title of gen
eral. It doesn’t take much to make
Mexicans generals. Some of them pro
mote themselves to that rank from
civic life by organising a little rebel
iron, others by commanding bands of
ndft* It isn’t remarkable that the
f *le doesn’t carry with it the respect
rs the people.—Savannah Morning
News.
I
i FALSE ECONOMY IN ROAD CONSTRUCTION
The roads of Sumter county have
been declared the best in the south by |
an authority no less than the National
government! iih less we do some
thing to keep them in repair we stand
a goed chance to lost ah tho pdestege
that goes with such a declaration. j
A trip over the roads of the count v
discloses the fact that they are being
neglected and that they are rapidly de
teriorating. Mud holes and deep rut 3 |
are beginning to appear. The ditches i
are filling up with trash and leaves and I
, the water after the rains is standing in
the road or running across it. This is
causing washouts that are hurtful to
the road and actually dangerous.
The Times-Recorder is and always i
has been an advocate of good roads 1
But it seems to us that it is foolish to >
allow the roads to run down for lack <
of a little repair work.
Actual experience has proven that i
roads such as we have in Sumter coun
ty can be kept in first class condition (
at a nominal cost if they are dragged t
after rains and the drains and ditches i
are kept clean. Eminent authorities on <
the read question state that the secret i
of road building is “to get the water off (
LOOKING FORWARD
As strange as it may seem, few peo-f
pie live in the present. Those under a i
certain age—which differs with indi- s
viduals —live in the future. Those who <
have passed that certain age—whatev- i
er it may be—live in the past. t
“Let’s live while we are livin’,” ex
claimed the gaunt hunter to his lean ]
wife and ten hugry children, the dav e
he brought home one small gray squir- f
rel. And they did. They cooked that t
squirrel, and ate every bite of it. It s i
all right to live while we are living, i
provided we live within our means, e
The present is for use, not abuse.
“Let’s talk over old times,” sug- i
gested one comrade to another. And t
ithey do. In winter ,in some sunny <
| nook out of the path of the wind, or
in summer, in some shady spot awav <
from the noise and the dust, they t
chuckle over the pangs of hunger that |
were so real back in the sixties. ,
The present flying, and the past 1
gone, forever, what is left for us? The <
future is left—tb* big, boundless fu- i
ture. And what does the future hold i
in store for us? Hamlet tried to ;
guess. We do not know it all. Then, ■
what can we do? We can look for- i
ward. i i
Look forward fc* what? Now, that i
de-pends, pretty largely, upon what
we are now doing. If, at present, we
are squandering money, health and
character, we may look forward to
poverty, disease, and disgrace. If, on
the other hand, we are careful of
money, health and character, we may
reasonably look forward to better
times.
An uninteresting past is bad en
ough an unprofitable present worse,
but a blank future a hopeless future,
a future that contains nothing pleas
ant to which we can look forward, is
i the worst thing a mortal can face.
. One of the greatest blessings of this
mysterious and sometimes drab-color
ed and philisophy-shredded thing that
we call life, is that each individual can
. pretty well determine today what to
expect tomorrow. —W. F. Melton, i i
Atlanta Constitution.
t IHE VALUE OF THE SM ALL FARM
t
The editor of Farm and Fireside
writes as follows in the current issue
of that publication:
t "The tendency of this generation is
j toward the corporate ownership ot
; farm lands —the intense industrial
spirit is back of that tendency. But
with the advent of the large farm the
r farm home disappears, farm life is
t snuffed out, and we have in its place a
- big ‘system’ which for the time being
i may be able to show satisfactory fin
- ancial results, but which will ulti
i ntately mean botfe financial dissatis
- faction and social unrest. The small
f well tilled leads to a contented com
a munity; the large farm, even if well
? I cared for, cannot receive the care it
?! should; it results in a complete loss
of community life and pride.”
THE AMERICUS DAILY TIMES-RECORDER
the road bed as soon as possible.’’
j The average eost of building a “good
road” in this county is S9OO per mile. 1: i
is estimated that all the roads could be,
kept in a good state of repair at a cost,
not greater than sls a year per mile.!
j The count would profit if part of the!
gang were put to work repairing the
roads.
The old adage “a stitch in tint?
■ saves nine’’ should read "a shovelful of
dirt in the right place at the right tinr
| saves nine or even more.”
We would like to see the county
gang divided into two squads. One.
the smaller, would spend it’s time go
ing over the roads and keeping them
in repare. They would scrape them af
ter rains; clean out the ditches, fill in
mud holes and keep the roads in good
condition. The larger gang would be
employed as at present in constructing
new roads.
Aside from the benefit that would be
derived by always having the roads in
tip top shape such a scheme would
prove a saving for the county. The
cost of keeping the roads in repair is
nothing when compared with the price
of constructing new roads.
SMASH THE MASHER
The chivalry of the Southern gentle
man has long been one of the chief as
sets of Dixie. Are we losing our rev
erence for woman? The following ed
itorial clipped from the Atlanta Con
stitution is along the right line:
The recent experience of a pretty At
lanta woman who had to defend her
self against an alleged masher calls
for more than a passing thought. For
tunately for her there was a policeman
in sight and she had, in her hand, a
roll of paper with which to smash the
alleged masher.
If all the mashers could be smashed,
and if every alleged masher could re
ceive a smash, it would be a relief ta
our women.
The seriousness of the situation bo-!
comes apparent when one knows tha 7 ,
for one such occurrence that comes ro
the attention of the police and the
newspapers, there are scores of others
that, for various reasons, are kept
quiet. The following true story illus
trates the point in question: The other
day an elegant and highly respected
young lady, from a rural community, j
was visiting friends in Atlanta. Just
one time while she was in the city did
she have occasion to appear on tho
street alone. Presently a man whis
pered over her shoulder, “It’s pretty
warm today.” No one else was within
twenty feet of her. No policeman wa;
in sight. The frightened girl moved
faster. The man followed her. She I
crossed the street in an effort to avoid
him. He crossed the street right be- j
hind her. How far he followed sh°
does not know for the reason that the
nearer she got to the home of her
friends the more frightened she bi
came.
The upshot of it all is that the in
nocent girl was prostrated with fright
and her otherwise happy trip to the
eity was spoiled by a senseless masher
who deserved to have his face so
smashed that he will keep it at home
and not come peering over the should
ers of strange ladies.
Any man, young or old, who has no
better use than that for his counten
ance ought to have it so dented that
the home folks will not recognize him
when he goes home.
As the boys used to say in the coun
try school fight, “Just let ’im keep on,
he’ll find out what’ll happen.”
ARE THE LARGEST SHIPS HOO
DOOED?
Does bad luck go hand in han 1 with
the title “The world’s largest ship?’ 1
Superstitious people are apt to answer
the question in the affirmative when
they remember the fate of the Titanic
and then read of the near destruction
of the gigantic Imperator the other day
in New York harbor.
Luckily the Imperator was not *n
mid ocean. Her near fate goes to
prove that an “absolutely safe ship”
has not yet been built and that it
probably never will be.
THE GOOD OLD SONGS
There was once a frank-spoken
young miss who informed a select i
gathering of highbrows that, for hsr ;
part, she eouldn t see anthing in Ibsen,
ij Consternation ensued, follow by dense ,
; and enveloping silence. But after the i
'seance was over, a timid old gentle- ;
I man sidled up to the girl and confessed i
that he, too, felt the same way, only he i
had never had the courage to say so. j
These two are typical of a sufficient- 1
ly large number of people to encour- f
age a tribute to the late Michael May- 1
brick, who, under the name of “Ste- i
phen Adams,” wrote such songs as
“The Holy City,” “The Star of Beth
lehem,” “A Warrior Bold,” “By the
Blue Alsatian Mountain,” and “Nancy
Lee.” Maybrick has just died, at the
age of 69. Despite his sentimental 1
leanings, he was a lifelong Englishman 1
and conferred unusual distinction upon
a humdrum office by having served 1
five times as mayor or Pyde.
Emboldened by the confessions al- i
ready mentioned, we admit an inabil
ity to locate Mr. Maybrick’s particular
niche in the temple of Melpomene, or
whoever may bj the abbreviated-skirt
maiden that poses as the goddess jf
seng. Also that, to us, Wagner has ev
er been the woozy stuff, and Chopin an
insoluble riddle. This not in pride, be
it understood, but rather byway of re
lieving an overburdened conscience.
But, “By the Blue Alsation Moun
tain”—Ha! that’s the real thing! In
adolescent days it hit the spot, trans
forming the ash hopper in the hack
yard into a fountain of delights by
which lingered a blua-eyed maidei
clad in gingham pinafore and wearing
a freckled face in which one eye stood
slightly askew. But she handed the
weary wanderer a drink of cold water,
which he “quaffed” to bodily satisfac
tion, while his heart leaped at sight of
the fair vision before him. How many
men are there in the world today who
never shave clean because—hang it!
the mustache has all gone white, yet
who got their first glimpse of true love
Ifrom that song? Rise up, ye William
Rileys! ™
It may be bad taste. It probably is.
But one Alsatian strain one heavenly
chord from the “Holy City,” a single
“What Care I!” from the “Warrior
Bold” is worth a thousand negro dia
lect songs, though writ in choisest
Broadwayese, in which he informs her
j that he’s her “Alabama Coon,” while
she’s his “Lu Lu L-o-u!” —Washington
Post.
THE WORLD’S TRIBUTE TO WIL
SON.
This fine tribute to Woodrow Wilson
is from the New York World, and ev
!ery word deserved: “It is a difficult
I 'problem that has confronted Mr. Wil
son from the hour that he took offic
j but his treatment of it has won for
him a steady increase in popular con
fidence and respect. When he has
made public all the records in the case
it will probably be found that his acts
have been well considered, benevolent
in their bearing upon our distracted
neighbors, firm in their asertion of
American rights and duties, anl
mindful of the proprieties and respon
’ sibilities of his great office. Such rif
ficulties as this test the metal of
statesmen as well as the fibre of na
tions. In attempting with patience
’land dignity so to shape the course of
’ the United States as to promote only
[ the right he has given his own coun
1 trymen as well as the people of Mex
ico is an object-lesson that is very im
■ pressive. Those who have questioned
■ Mr. Wilson’s equipment for the post
that he occupies are all silenced toda' 7
He is of presidential stature and ez
erybody knows it.”
WHY TAMMANY CANT BE [
t CRUSHED
♦
t Many persons have wondered
l Tammany Hall survives all the crit
: icism heaped upon it and all the ex-'
i posure. Harpers Weekly, touching on
f that point, says the principle of the or-I
ganization is like that employed by I
l certain gambling houses, where they
t never allow a player to leave the ho-us:
' dead broke. No matter what he ma ■
t have lost he is never permitted to go
Jhome without a kind feeling towards
the house.
In the same way while Tammany
preys upon the revenues of New York
City to such an extent that is is com
monly called the "tiger” it has a policy
that it persues of taking care of the
sick and needy in the district of each
man who is a leader. Tammany leads
all other organizations in the distribu
tion of charity in the city but it dis
tributes but a small per cent of the
graft it gets from the city. Never-the
less by, it's policy it gains thousands ot |
supporters who will vote for “the boss
es as long as there is such a thing as a
oallot.”
Wouud You Have Raised This Man's
Salary ?
(The following story, taken from the
September American Magazine, brings
up the question as to whether, under
the circumstances, the man in this
story should have his salary raised.)
“Good morning, Mr. Perkins,” greet
ea Forbes airily.
Perkins glared, speechless.
“Good morning Mr. Perkins repeat
ed the young salesman politely.
Perkins exploded.
“What th’ dicken d’yuh mean by
butting in on me!” he roared.
“Quite so. Quite so,” agreed the
young man. “Now to our business— ’
“I won’t listen! Beat it —quick!”
“What I wished to see you about
was—”
“I said, get out of this office!”
“But I—”
“Well, what is it? Quick!”
“I am now drawing sixty dollars per
month,” said Forbes easily. “I wish it
increased to eighty,commencing—” ..
“And for that *ou come rampaging
in here at my busiest hour. Boy are
you plumb crazy?”
“Don’t get excited sir. Eighty dol
lars is a trifling sum—”
“Trifling sum? Good Lord! Why
when I was your age, eighty dollars
was a huge amount —”
“But times have changed, Mr. Per
kins. When you were my age times
were diflerent. The cost of living, ed
ucation, and morals were lower. Neith
er pure food nor Teddy Roosevelt had
come into use. More time and liquor
were consumed, fewer books read.
With all due respect I venture to sug
gest that modern salaries are not to
be regulated by what they once were.”
“Say— Say—” spluttered the irate
employer: “I know you’re going to be
disappointed. D’yuh know you're the
first one of my men who's dared to ask
me f’r a raise? Can't I run my own
business? Don’t I know w’en a man
deserves a raise without him cornin’ in
*ere when I’m up to my ears in
work?”
“So I suspected” returned Forbes.
“However, I'm not trying to run your
business. My matter is personal to
n» —”
“You —you—”
“Don’t say it please,” admonished
the younger man. “You might regret
it.”
“Well, of all the—”
“Nerve,” completed Forbes. “Yes,
it’s nervy, Mr. Perkins; I admit that
but success requires nerve these days.”
„ Perkin’s stern features relaxed a
trifle and he indulged in the ghost of
a smile.
“Mebbe you’re right,” he hazarded.
“At any rate, you’ve plenty of the
right stuff in you, if you are fresh. You
need taking down; but—well, come out
with me and I’ll fix it with the cash
ier.”
Together they strode out. The office
force applied itself mightily in the
presence of tho Man Higher Up, but
they watched covertly and wondered
at Forbes’s triumphant grin.
The pair paused at the cashier’s
desk; and the salesman delighted in
j the fact that Perkins spoke loudly. A’l
listened attentively.
| “Simons” said the Big “this
morning I sent you an order to raise
jibe salary of Forbes here, to one hun
dred dollars a month. Cut it down to
eighty!”
| She —But don’t you think that every
body should learn to swim?
He —Certainly not! What would you
think of a fish that insisted on trying
to learn to walk on dry land?—Boston
Transcript.
L. G. COUNCIL, Pres’t. Ine. 1891. C. M. COUNCIL, Yice Pm
H. 8. COUNCIL, Cashier.
Planters Bank ot Americus
Capital, Surplus and Profits
$200,000
IfU'pCf With twenty years’ experience in sue-
SSilßf JN f *sji |1 cessful banking, and with our l&rgi
fWIrP-S ifli uE Eck-lP Willi liSJ resources - aQ d close personal atten
;|»Vt MIS fni Iri jj jpjj tlon to every interest consistent with
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HI; f Interest allowed on time certificate*
=g~ in our department for savings.
PROMPT, CONSERVATIVE, ACCOMMODATING
WE WANT YOUR BUSINESS, LARGE OR SMALL
MAKE OUR BANK YOUR BANK
To All Farmers:
We will be delighted to handle your cotton
for you tnis year. We know we can give
you good service, and we have the only
compartment close storage Warehouse in
the city. Besides this, we have, at a cost of
SI,OOO, installed an
v
Automatic Water Sprinkling System
in these storage rooms. This gives us the
best protection known from fire, and the
cheapest insurance in Georgia.
BRING US YOUR COTTON
HARROLD BROS.
THE GUARANTEED NON PUNGTURABLE
"RED-INNERSHU”
PLACED WITHIN OUTER CASINGS, COVERING INNER CASING ENTIRELY
Is guaranteed to pievent punctures and 90
per cent of all tire blow outs, doubling
your tire mileage, thereby reducing your
expense of up keep.
)
Call to see us, let us explain it’s mer
its, we have a host of tried and satisfied
customers; “why not you.”
Sold and guaranteed by,
Olin A. Williams Company
Lamar Street Opposite Postoftice. Phone 706
TIMMERMAN & WISE
Cotton Warehousemen
We wish to announce to our friends, pa
trons and punlic generally, that we will be loca
ted in our new brick warehouse about Septem
ber Ist, where we will be pleased to greet you.
Eighteen Years ot Practical
Experience
We have been actively in the cotton busi
ness for eighteen years, and have acquired
knowledge that money cannot buy. We solicit
your business, promising to give our personal
attention to all business intrusted to us.
Mi. E. Timmerman, Sr., will give his per
sonal attention to the sales department, while
Mr. L. D. Wise will give his personal attention
to the weighing. We want your business, and
will guarantee to give you the best results.
TIMMERMAN & WISE - Plains, Ga.
Here’s Your Chance!
Opportunities like this present them
selves only once in a life time.
I offer for sale the Eldridge farm of approximately
acres, 2 1-2 miles from Americus, together with all far®'
ing implements, corn, fodder, hay, cotton seed enough
to fflfcnt, cows, hogs, 22 mule?, wagons and etc., at a0
attractive price and on EASY TERMS.
Here is your chance to get the best farm in Sumter
county. It is ideal for farming as a whole or as a sup*
division proposition. Be quick or you will miss this
great bargain.
LEE ALLEN, Dealer in Real Estate
SUNDAY, AUGUST 31, 1913