The Marietta journal and courier. (Marietta, Ga.) 1909-1918, 1912-03-29
B. A. BOOSTER.
Goes TO atlanta and Sees a. Thi.zq or
Two

~fsthSO lntO LOMn one Oh I1OSc
fine, big, brisk mornings of which We
have so many, over the best CON.
crete sidewalk in the State. went
by and got one of those fresh, we'll
kept cigars from Mac Hodges, and
started across the prettiest park in
the South to take the car for Atlanta.
met one of our leading, merchants.
who wears, that big, happx smile, and
always has a good word for every
body and everything. He pointed to
one OF the flower beds and. asked me
81 If | had ever seen anything prettier.
hadn't.
l didn't get very far till met an
other desirable citizen, who stopped
me to boost the boosters We talked.
along till the car started off and L
hit up a turkey~trot trying, to make
1t. He remarked that seemed in an
awful hurry to leave town | told
him that wasn't it. | was in a hurry
to get back. Anyhow, | missed the.
car and Went over in front of the
drug store, where several Of us be-
gan talking Of the good things around.
I us, when one of the other sort. of citi-,
zens passed. looking like he had the
toothache, or something worse. L
asked him, -How's tricks?" and he
said. Everything is rotten," When
he passed on said, Il pity that man,
and the other boys said, ME, too"
was standing facing the drug. store
and the longer l looked at Sans big,
new, cool soda fountain the thirstier
| got, We all went in. | said, Put
little orange in mine; another fell.
low said, With cherry" and the other
says, They are good enough. Just
straight at Sans" About that time
the other car had come, and [ got on
the back platform to finish, that
! Hodges cigar Cts funny how your
cigar always goes out when You get
interested in 'boosting.) 1t took me
! Tile Il got to Smyrna to finish the cigar,
and then | had to stay on the back
platform in order to see all the new
houses going up on each side of the
road. When | got to the river there
was nothing more to see, so /. went in
and. sat down to read the paper.
When l got to Atlanta was met
by real habitual booster. and the
first thing he said was Lets have
a Coca-Cola." We went in. the waiting
room. and the first thing l saw was
sign. Cobb County Buttermilk." l
asked the man if it was really better.
He said he didn't know; everybody
thought SO because it came from
across the river. Mr.. All. Booster
wanted to show me the work going
up on a new hotel He introduced me
to the engineer in charge, and I i'm.
; mediataly saw that the construction
was reinforced concrete, and was i'm
" pressed with the excellent grade of
y sand they We're using. The man said,
, Yes, 1t is the best that l ever used;
, it comes from Nickaiack Creek" l
noticed that they were working on the
sixth floor and they were making
holsts every minute. | asked the man
what kind of power he used, and he
replied, The old reliable; a steam
power hoist" | noticed that the ma
chiue bore a familiar name-plate,
Glover Machine Works, Marietta,
. Ga" He said he could count on it
, making lift every minute for 600
minutes of LOCO pounds to the lift.
, That's what counts in concrete work.
We stopped at the hotel to talk q
minute and he said, These comfort
able chairs are made in Marietta, by
Brumby. We went on down. the
, street and met a little girl leading a
smoky. dingy little lamb across the
Viaduct, | asked the man what be-
came of the little white fleeced lamb
Mary used to have, and he said Mary
eta
All. Booster pointed to clothing
and gents furnishing establishment
and said, That's the pride of the city;
: it's the best clothing store in the
: South and carries only the best of
: everything in their line" walked
4 right in to see, and asked to be shown
! the best value in a 25c sock. Quicker
than flash the clerk showed me a
+, pair of black RADIUM half hose, and
said, That's it." And that clerk was
no other than Johnny Barnes
We hurried on over to the Terminal
Station to meet a friend, and when
: we got in l asked the man who did
; the interior marble finish, and he said
the KennesaW Marble Company Of
Marietta. The man we met was
chairman Of a committee from the T..
c. V, and he had come to see the
Peace Monument put up by Mcneil of
Marietta. They asked me to go with
them, but | said, Man, I'm home,
sick; besides, I must get back home
and write up some insurance policies
for my friends who have been waiting
all day for me. After l get one of
, those good Chocolate Milks at Gantt's.
, and let Harry Haynes clean some of
, that Atlanta smoke and dirt off my
. coat"
Come on in, boys-the waters fine.
| represent the best there is in