The Grenada sentinel. [volume] (Grenada, Miss.) 1868-1955, 1916-09-29
A MODEST WORD FROM
A PIRATE KING

l have built up a colossal fortune
from customers whom I have never
lei
Never have l done nor will ! ever
be known to do anything for the
benefit of the communities that sup
port me. My customers are not my
neighbors; they are personally un-
known to me ! care not for their
veal or o l have no interest in
their schools or their churches. l
pay not one 1.-THE of their taxes.
When they are sick l comfort
them not, O do l extend credit to
them then or during bad crop sea-
sons.
Good roads do not interest me;
nor churches, nor schools. Nor do
any of the activities that 60 to make
life more worth living for the farm
CT or the dweller in the country con-
Germ me.
Cash! Great, golden streams Of
cash!
This is the spirit of my dreams.
Unless they have cash my customers
need not apply.
Let them go to the merchants in
their W home town when they want
credit. That's what the country
merchant is there for-to %accorno-
date his neighbors.
Me? Oh, l. occupy another plane
altogether.
| live in the City.
" many automobiles, and SER
wants come at my beck and call. |
support the opera and pay fancy
prices FOR tickets to the Charity Ball.
My name heads the list of all con-
tributions to any cause that appeals
to the newspapers. ] know the value
of printers ink. l maintain a corps
of experts to watch for charities that
have in them the elements of news
paper publicity for me.
Then l get aboard with a bundle.
And the next day the papers print
my picture on their front pages and
tell what a Wonderful Man l really
! am.
( What's that, james,? A gentle
man to see me? Have him searched
and show him in. But wait! What
does he look like? A farmer, you
say? How do you know what a
farmer looks like, James? Some
times l think you almost forget your
place. Tell the farmer to go to the
No, on second thought I'll see him
Admit the farmer!
So, you're a farmer, are you?
Well, you've got a nerve, forcing
yourself into my library this way
What's that? Your mortgage due:
Well, I'm generous; I'll take up YOU
mortgage if you've got a good piece
of land and if the interest is right
provided you pay me a good bonus.
You want credit for merchandise,
during the hard times? And Chart!
for the sick family up the road? You
want me to contribute to your chart
ties-yours in the country!
Absurd!
Go to your local merchant.
Pm kept busy with charities in NJ!
Own Home Town.
But these people need help, yo,
say-and they have always been m!
customers? Tut, tut! They hav'
never been my customers excep
when they had cash. They have al
ways gotten credit from their owl
home merchant. Now they SHOULD
go to him for their charity. Credi
and charity, in my mind, are IN
par.
Unless, of course, there's a lot o
free newspaper publicity in it
There's no advertising in ~extendin!
credit to you or charity to you
neighbors up the road. The bi,
newspapers would never even hear o
, it.
I'm a Swell Guy.
own a home by the seashore, an,
another in the mountains. An,
another among the palms of tn
Southland. And a private yacht.
My cellars are stocked with rar
wines. Princes and ~potentates ar
entertained in my home. My wifi
and daughters lead the fashions.
dress them in fine raiment and dec
them with sparkling jewels.
S In short, I'm Some Guy-and In
S busy. Don't bother me with you
petty affairs.
If you want to buy goods, kick il
with the cash and my men will Sc
what they can do for you. Blu
don't worry me with your little loca
affairs. Above all, don't run to m