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The Henry
County Weekly
By J. A. FOUCHE.
Entered at the postoffice at McDon
ough, Ga., as second^Jassmail matter.
Advertising Rates 15c per inch, posi
sition 6c additional —special contractu.
Official Organ of Henry County.
McDonough, Ga., Sept. 12 1919.
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Next year’s crop of candidates
promises to be the largest ever.
Hope so.
Another light epididemic of flu
is predicted for the fall by health
authorities.
President Wilson is now on his
tour to enlighten the people on
the Peace pact.
Henry county is represented in
every section of the state by her
brainy teachers.
According to statistics more
people were killed by flu than by
German bullets.
Up to the hour of going to press
no one has given old man H. C.
L. the knockout blow.
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The merchant who fails to use
printers ink now will lose the
goose that lays the golden egg.
Thus far we have not succumbed
to the temptation to wear liver
colored shoes with white socks.
In Atlanta’s city election last
week the women voters knocked
the ward heelers out of the box.
A woman’s will always prevails,
unless she is rich enough for the
lawyers to break it after she is
dead.
The state prison commission
forbids the whipping of convicts
in public by wardens or their
deputies.
It is figured that more unmar
ried people commit suicide than
married people. .Sure. Married
people lose their nerve.
With the boll weevil already
here, and candidates on the way,
our farmers should provide them
selves with a blister remover.
Uncle Sam had $70,000,000
worth of merchandise stolen from
him since he assumed control of
the railroads. Bet theives were
profiteers.
It is a misdemeanor, without
any modification whatever, to
draw a check on your account in
the bank for a penny or more
than you have on deposit.
France has bought all the A. E.
F. property in that country,
amounting to $400,000,000, except
that withheld for return to the
United States or for the use of
troops remaining there.
No Johnny boy at the wheel of
a new red car and a cigarette in
the corner of his mouth is going
to consider it a crime to spatter
the road with some child who is
walking.
Bare feet, with sandals, is the
style now predicted for Parisians.
Bare feet, with sandals, is the
style predicted for some people in
this country when the price of
shoes goes to where they say it is
going this fall— Elbertcn Star.
Walt Mason Converted
By the Salvation Army.
Walt Mason, one of our best
beloved poets, has been converted
by the Salvation. Army workers
in Los Angeles, California. Mason,
who is a genius, has tramped eve
ry section of the country. He has
been friendly with the Salvation
Army for a long while, but recent
ly Corps No. 1, of Los Angeles,
was engaged in street service as
Mason passed by and the call of
the Army drum was too much for
him, and he became converted.
Brigadier Boyd, of Los Angeles,
is loud in his praises for Mason.
In his characteristic style, Mason
wrote the following poem about
his convertion by the Salvation
Army:
“One night while walking down
the street, my mind on pleasure
bent —I sought the pleasures of
the world, but my soul was not
content —I saw the bright lights
of the theatre; they beckoned me
to come, as did the music and the
song in the place where they sold
rum. I stepped into a pool hall
and found a vacant chair, and
thought that I would rest a bit
and drive away dull and care; but
my mind it still persisted in turn
ing memory sod, reminding me of
the time when I was winning souls
for God. I couldn’t find that rest
and peace —satisfaction would not
come —when suddenly I heard the
sound of the good old Army drum.
Its voice it called me closer, and I
found an open-air, and once more
I could see mvself kneeling there
in prayer. For I had been a sol
dier, and known the Saviour’s
smile, but now I was a deserter —
a sinner weak and vile. But, in
spite of all my meanness, I went
to the hall that night. My inten
tentions there were proper —I
meant to do the right. But a de
serter is a coward —always ready
with some excuse —or perhaps a
careless person, and wonders,
What’s the use ? But the prayers
of God’s faithful people won my
hard and stony heart, and at the
front that night I made another
start. And today—praise God !
I’m fighting; Jesus took me back,
and now once more I’m traveling
in the good old Calvary trak.
Sensible Parson.
Here is a preacher who appre
ciates the editor. At a recent
editorial convention he offered
the following toast: “To save an
editor from starvation, take his
paper and oay for it promptly.
To save him from bankruptcy,
advertise in his paper liberally.
To save him from despair, send
him every item of news of which
you can get hold. To save him
from profanity, write your corre; -
pondence plainly on one side of
the sheet and send it in as early
as possible. To save him from
mistakes, bury him. Dead people
are the only ones who never
make mistakes.”
We object to any fellow hang
ing over our desk and explaining
what the country needs when
what he needs himself is a bath
and a disinfectant for his breath.
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Donough Drug Co.
HENRY COUNTY WEEKLY, McDONOUGH, GEORGIA
League of War.
Eleven million of men were
killed in the great war.
Fifteen million men were injured
in the great war.
Almost every normal process of
the world’s civilization was thrown
out of joint.
The League of Nations offers
the only hope of making another
big war impossible.
Without the League of Nations
there must come a blighting,
crushing race to see who can pile
up the biggest stack of guns for
the next war.
Just what can be in the minds
of those senators who oppose the
League of Nations ?
Chamberlain’s Colic and Diarrhoea
Remedy in Michigan.
Mrs. A. H. Hall, Caseville, Mich.,
says: ‘‘l wish to thank you for
your grand good medicine, Cham
berlain’s Colic and Diarrhoea
Remedy. We are never without, it
in the house, and I am sure it saved
our baby’s life this summer.”
Mrs. Mary Carrington, Caseville,
Mich,, Rays: “I have used Cham
berlain’s Colic and Diarrhoea
Remedy for years and it has al ways
given prompt relief.” For sale by
Horton Drug Co.
A Feast to the Eye is the
Post-War Maxwell
A NOTED artist, whose income is sufficient to
provide him with a Rolls-Royce, took one
look at the Post-War Maxwell and remarked:
“It’s a sun-down!” Which is art slang for saying,
“It’s a beauty.”
This artist then went to the telephone and
placed his order for one.
But the real great beauty of the Post-War Max
well was hidden from the eye of this noted artist.
He did not know about the vast improvements
made in the chassis, how the electric system has
been perfected, how a heavier and masterly
rear axle has been used, how Hot Spot and
Ram“s-horn have given the engine a new efficiency,
how the emergency brake has been set up on the
transmission shaft, nor a score of others that would
make a ‘ 'mechanical mind” forget his
dinner. ' a
It's a greater Maxwell than any of
the 300,000 of the same type that grace
• the highways of the world. *
Though a respectable sum has been
added in value, the price is only $985 M°. r r, m mtiJ! tr on a uZ
f. o. b. Detroit.
T. J. PATTERSON, Salesman
McDonough, ga.
Your Watch Your Companion
Any man who owns a good watch is proud of it. He
has a right to be, for it is the one daily companion that he
can always rely upon to fulfill its exacting duty. He really
loves to boast of “Ye Olde Faithful” who has never done him
the mean trick of giving the wrong information.
Have you just such a companion? You CAN have.
BOOKOUT
SELLS GOOD WATCHES
Tell him that you want a GOOD watch at a moderate price,
then rest assured that you will get exactly what you asked for.
JOHN J. BOOKOUT,
Optician and Jeweleiy
Est. 1891. 110 Peachtree Arcade.
ATLANTA.
