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Page Two THE SLATER NEWS September 4, 1947
The Slater News
Published Every Two Weeks
By
Slater Manufacturing Co., Inc.
Established 1790
In The Interest of Its Employees

STAFF
ROBERT H. ATKINSON_____Editor
CECIL S. ROSS__________Asst. Editor
LILY ALEXANDER ______Circulation Mgr.
CLAUDE GUEST ______Photographer
Reporters
Weave Room: Nellie Barnette, Gladys Cox, Rosalee cox, Sarah Canham, Dessie Burrell, Pearl Price, Doris Jones and Sarah Lee Foster.
Preparation Department: Jessie Vassey, Julia Brown, Bertha Jones, Blanche McCall, Nellie Ruth Payne, Ruth Campbell, D. P. Garrick, Tom Boggs, and MArguerite Waddell.
Cloth Room: Opal W. Smith.
Commissionary: Jorene Vickers.
Office: Betty Foster and Jeanne Ernest.
Community: Ruth Johnson, Ruby P. Reid.

EDITORIALS
Do Better Each Day
The alarm clock rings. You turn over in bed. It's time to get up, time to hit the ball again at work. You gather yourself together, heave yourself out of bed, and you start to lay the groundwork for the day.
Lucky is the man who has his day planned. He sees his work before him, how and what he will do, where he will improve, and what he hopes to learn.
No time to dwell on his personal complaints. He's up and off to work. A cup of coffee clears away the cobwebs. A glance at the morning paper tells him what's going on in the world. Someone at the office says "good morning". He settles down to the daily routine. Soon he is "in gear".
Then something happens. Some little thing goes wrong, and the life falls out of his work. He feels discouraged, and shakes his head, and tells himself that he's made a mess of things.
What is the trouble?
It happens to everyone--you lawyers, doctors, editors, school teechers, accountants, ministers, brick layers, weavers, loom fixers, and many others. It is just that every day we must expect our round of petty annoyances that are apt to upset us.
The bigger the man, the greater the number of routine annoyances that are apt to upset the daily routine, but even this dilemma can be solved.
Each day, plan the next day a little better. Every little specific thought about tomorrow's work helps to prevent the petty confusion which can be so upsetting in the daily routine.

SLATER
DAY BY DAY
If I were Mayor of Slater--:
I would request every radio owner to equip his radio with automatic tone controls that would reduce the volume whenever the programs became loud enough to disturb neighbors sitting on their porches to enjoy an evening of quiet relaxation. The same idea could be applied to noisy children too.
("Why don't you kids hush? Can't you play monopoly without shouting? How can I write a column when all of the quiet is driven away by too much noise?")
Every home owner and resident who failed to keep his sidewalks clean and the low hanging branches of his trees trimmed would be placed in stocks in front of his home for three ohurs each day and made to apologize to all who passed by. This rule would also apply to hcurhces and other public buildings.
The longest hill in Slater would be barred from traffic for one afternoon each week in order to permit the youngsters of our community to have a chance to test the performance of their home-made wagons. In case of abd weather, naother afternoon would be chosen. Who knows? We may have a future national soap-box derby winner among the budding engineers of our streets.
Every motorist, regardless of color, race, creed or station in life, who failed to observe the common courtesies of traffic, such as stopping at intersections, driving at 20 miles per hour when in residential sections, giving proper hand signals, and keeping a coupleof eyes on the road, would forfeit his drivers' license and be given a badge with the colorful lettering, "I was a careless driver -- now I'm walking." Said badge would be worn continuously for one month.
All cursing and swearing would be discouraged by the use of adhesive tape placed across the mouth.
Once a year, special citations and medals would be given to each citizen of our community who had cooperated fully with the above-mentioned projects.
I'm glad I'm not mayor at Slater!

Community Party
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son runner-up. These trophies were given by the Slater Community Association and were engraved with the winners' names. Mr. Suttle stated that such a presentation would be an annual affair.
The rest of the evening's entertainment consisted of a program of songs, a piano solo, and comical numbers by the Southern Joy Quartet.
To all of those who helped with the party in any way, the Association wishes to express its thanks.

Cloth Room Chatter
Mr. Duff Stroud was honored with a surprise birthday dinner which was given at his house recently. All members of the family and Mrs. Ila Bridges were present. Mr. Stroud received many nice and useful gifts.
Mr. and Mrs. W. W> Southerlin and family of Travelers Rest were Sunday dinner guests of Mr. and Mrs. E. B. Epps.
The Cloth Room wishes to offer congratulations to Mr. and Mrs. Floyd Bridgeman who were recently married. We wish for them a long and happy married life.
Mr. and Mrs. Ray Smith recently enjoyed a trip to the Cherokee Indian Reservation in North Carolina. They also enjoyed a trip to Chimney Rock.
Cloth Room employees wish to welcome Alie Burdette and Polly Peterson, both of whom have worked as cloth graders here before.

To Be Popular
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this dump cleaned. I think you ought to make it look modern first. Right now this joint looks like a refugee from the eighteenth century."
Your target: "That's a brand new floor, and I painted the place only last month." (Your target should be snorting and fuming by now.)
You: "Don't yo uever get your clothes pressed?"
Your target: "Good morning." Turns and walks stiffly away.
But just in case you've got some of those thick skinned targets and friends who can match jibe for jibe with you, don't forget there are other means of alienating them; by reducing yourself to abysmal failure.
a. Ask a friend ot take care of your baby or dog.
b. Drop in unannounced for dinner.
c. Send shady rumors about prospective targets and friends to the gossip columns.
d. Bite your nails and crack your knuckles. Keep clearing your throat.
e. Tap or drum on te table or desk with fingers.
f. Hum or whistle.
If you feel these aren't enough to do a good job, consult this column in future issues for some more ways to alienate friends.

LOCAL RESIDENTS VISITED BY KIN
Mr. and Mrs. George J. Beshere, Miss Vivian Mashad, and Mr. Mike Sage were recent guests in the homes of the M. C. Tilleys and the L. F. Merrills of Slater. They all enjoyed a picknic at the Fish Hatchery
Mrs. Beshere, sister of MR. Tilley, paid a visit ot the home where she was born which she enjoyed very much.
The Besheres make their home in Charleston, S. C., where Mr. Beshere operates the Beshere Paint and Wallpaper Store.

GOINGS-ON - - - -
- IN WEAVE ROOMS -
Mrs. M. H. Pitts of Greenville and Mr. and Mrs. Hershell Moore and daughter, Barbara, of Long Beach, California were recent visitors in the home of Mr. and Mrs. G. A. Thrift.
Mr. and Mrs. Ibra Peterson and son enjoyed a recent afternoon in greenville with Mrs. Peterson's aunt, MRs. W. O. Turner, and grandmother, Mrs. Joe Duncan.
Miss Sarah Lee Foster, Miss Artie Mayfield, Edward Bryant, and James Foster enjoyed a fish fry and swimming at Pine Grove Lake Saturday afternoon.
Employees of Weave Room No. 3 welcome Mr. E. J. Knight as a blow-off hand.
Mrs. Annie Peterson visited her sister, MRs. Lillie Mae Galbreath, in Easley recently.
We are sorry to leran that Mrs. T. E. Waldrop, wife of the third shift overseer in No. 3, is a patient at Coleman's Hospital in Travelers Rest. We all wish for her a speedy recovery.
On Saturday, August 23, members of the third shift Flower Club in No. 2 and their families enjoyed a watermelon slicing. Mrs. Sam Addington and small son won melons in this contest as did John Hart and Mrs. Lewis Tankersley. Thirty-three persons attended this outing and everyone had a wonderful time.

Local Man Loses
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Columbia; Edward Vandiver Atkinson, Philadelphia, Pa.; Francis Harrison Atkinson, a student at he University of South Carolina; Miss Cornelia Louisa Atkinson, Columbia; and Mrs. William Joseph Valentine (MAry Courtney ATkinson,) Trinidad, British West Indies, Mrs. Atkinson is also survived by four grandchildren and one sister, Mrs. C. C. Clinkscales of Greenville.
Funeral services for Mrs. Atkinson were conducted Wednesday afternoon, Augsut 27, at 5 o'clock at the Episcopal Church of the Ascention at Hagood. The Rev. Eugene J. West, rector of the church, officiated, and internment followed in the adjourning cemetery.
The enormous floral offering presented for Mrs. ATkinson bespoke the love and esteem which friends and acquaintances held for her and her family.
Mr. and Mrs. Robert H. Atkinson and little son, Bobby, are residents of Slater, whre Mr. Atkinson is Industrial RElations Manager for the Slater Manufacturing Co., Inc. He became affiliated with this company in February, 1942, when he assumed the duties of EMployment Manager. Mr. Atkinson was promoted to his present position the early part of 1946.
Residents of Slater and surrounding communities extend sympathy to Mr. and Mrs. Robert H. Atkinson in their bereavement.

Mrs. Juanita Mills and son "Buzzy" of Detroit, Mich recently visited Mr. and Mrs. J. W. Clary.
The Sam Addingtons recently visited the CHerokee Indian Reservation and the Smoky Mountain National Park.
Mr. and Mrs. Turner Jones recently attended the Peake reunion in Asheville, N. C.
Fellow workers were glad to learn that Edgar Ellison wasn't seriously injured when he caught his arm in a loom last week.
The Rev. John Ross Cob and family were recent visitors of Mr. Cobb's sister, Mrs. Frank Thompson, of Slater. Mr. Cobb is a Baptist minister in Mobile, Ala.
Daisy Batson was glad to have Mary Chambers as her recent visitor.

The SAFE Way
Is
RIGHT

the LIGHTER SIDE
by SID HIX
NATIONAL SAFETY COUNCIL
CARRYSING SHARP TOOLS LIKE THAT AIN'T SAFE, BUD ---- SOME ONE MAY GET HURT!
NOW THE BOSS SAYS I'M NOT BUILDING SCAFFOLDS STRONG ENOUGH...ALLA TIME SOMEONE'S ON MY NECK!
CUT OUT ALL TH' HORSEPLAY, DRIPWHISTLE...IT'S BEGINNING TO SHOW ON YOU!
From National Safety NEws
Published by
The National SAfety Council