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BANK IS CLOSED Jeffersonville Institution Fails to Open Its Doors JEFFERSONVILLE, Ga., Aug. 29.βThe Farmers and Merchants Bank here failed to open its doors Monday, and now has a notice posted to the effect that the bank is in the hands of the state superintendent of banks. The bank is solvent, it is said, but was forced to close on account of a persistent run on the bank during the past few days. The depositors will be paid in full, it is believed. When the bank will open again has not been learned. The Farmers and Merchants Bank was capitalized at $20,000, it is said, and has been in operation for several years. If brown is one's Fall choice for daytime wear, accessories of beige, taupe and brown will harmonize delightfully. a prominent young Georgian killed his wife and her young sister. It was one of those sad tragedies that shock us for a while and is then forgotten * * * Vacations, let me repeat it, are great things and we all ought to take one when we can, and get out of it all the good we can. To have a good, helpful vacation, certain things are absolutely essential. A good place with pleasant surrounding and congenial companionship. Of all the places I have visited, somehow the mountains appeal to me most, and no mountains more than the Georgia mountains. The air is fine, the water good and the food is good enough for anyone. I have eaten fried chicken so much that I have caught myself trying to crow. And then you meet such nice, congenial folks up here. If you wish to sit and talk, there is always someone to talk to; if you wish to climb the mountains, there is always someone willing to go. I have only one thing to complain of, and that is, my old side partner, Sarve Subers, went back on me and went to Murphy, N. C., and like St. Paul I can say "Dumas hath forsaken me." Forget business as far as possible and have a good time. This is a great world in which we live. Let's put into it all that we can and get out all that we may. Love the flowers, love all the wonders of nature, love people and we can not help but be happy. Clayton, Ga., Aug. 27, 1923.