From Days Gone By Dec. 31,1914

December 31, 1914.

    On last Sunday morning, services were held for the first time in the new Brown Memorial Baptist Church. While the interior of the church is not yet finished, and the pews and other furniture has not been placed, the use of a large number of chairs made the seating capacity ample for the large crowd. Rev. Buckholts from the State Board of Missions preached the sermon from Matthew 10, verse 32. A unique feature of the morning service was in reference to a chair formerly belonging to the late Mrs. Brown, was placed in the pulpit for the Reverend to occupy. In his preliminary remarks he referred beautifully to "The Vacant Chair" and the departed owner.

    Mrs. Susie Hightower will move to the Mrs. G. H. Rhiner house on Elm Street. Mr. T.A. Elton will move to the Cobb house on North Marcus. Mr. & Mrs. R. L. Stephens will occupy apartments at Mrs. J. F. Norris' on East Elm. Mr. G. B. Dunlap will move to the Mr. Smith Williams home. Rev. & Mrs. E. L. Wainwright have moved to the Pease cottage on College Heights. Mrs. W. A. Sinquefield is having her Marcus Street home remodeled.

    Little Janette Bryan, while walking in front of Tanner & Kent's store, had the misfortune to fall and bend the bone in her right arm. Mr. William Amason has been in feeble health and has left for Atlanta to the sanitarium. Mr. J. M. Mason was called to Ailey by the death of his sister Mrs. Raiford Mason. Mrs. W. J. Dent, Sr. is suffering from sciatica.

    Dr. S. M. Johnson was called to Talledaga, Alabama to see his brother-in-law Richard Moore, who, while out shooting crows that were destroying his grain field, accidentally shot himself in his right foot. The wound was serious enough to require amputation.

    A small fire occurred in the store used by Mr. W. C. Tompkins Saturday just before dark. Several hundred pounds of seed-cotton is stored there and a small boy lighted a cigarette and ignited the cotton. The firemen promptly put out the blaze before much damage was done.

    Tonight when the clock strikes 12, the death knell of the old year 1914, will be sounded and its events of good and bad will be rolled up in the scroll of time, and placed in the archives of the past, and there are many who were here at the beginning that are not now here at the ending. Tomorrow begins a new year, but the date on the calendar does not matter. The earth starts every morning on its yearlong journey round the sun as truly as on the first day of January, and each dawn is therefore a fresh opportunity to begin right.