Atlanta Daily World

WHAT SAM OF AUBURN AVE. SAYS:
By I. P. REYNOLDS (Himself)

He Preferred To Remain In The Southland

Interviewing Rev. L. A. Pinkston during a short lay-over between trains last Sunday in Augusta Georgia, my first question, and that is the question people over Georgia want to know, was why did he decline the call to Chicago, Illinois to pastor Bethesda Baptist church, a church that was pastored thirty-two years by the Rev. E. S. Martin. The Rev. Pinkston's answer was, "I preferred to remain in the south, rather in Georgia where I believe I can do the most good for my people. I know there is less segregation and discrimination in the north, but I want to remain here to help my people, so as to help lessen evils against them right here."

After finishing my conversation with him I believe the people of Georgia will appreciate this learned gospel speaker more, because of the fact that he turned down a lucrative northern call to remain with his people in the south.

DON'T FORGET THIS
To all my readers: Don't forget the Atlanta Conference of the A. M. E. church which is to meet this week and I expect to carry an "Auburn Avenue" round up report to Bishop W. A. Fountain this Sunday. I am expecting every one of my friends to register with one dime, or more. You have never gone back on me, so don't fail now. It's all for Morris Brown. Register as a member of good old "Auburn Avenue" Church.

JUST 'CRAWFORD' AND 'FLUELLEN'
They are two railway postal clerks on the Georgia R. R. Joseph Crawford, better known as 'Joe', is a deacon at Wheat Street church and a veteran clerk; W. W. Fluellen is a younger clerk and nicknamed by St. Elmo Reynolds as "Flu" when he was a letter carrier at the post office.

Being a postal clerk is a tedious and technical position; it has its allurements to the public. I stepped off the train to relax at Greensboro, Ga., during a stop and there was a romantic young maiden gazing in the mail car at "Joe" and "Flu" meditating and hoping, I suspect, that her choice of a husband will be a big brave romancing looking mail clerk like 'Joe' or "Flu."

HE IS MAKING A CONTRIBUTION
As I sat in the Delicatessen after a night of night-life and being somewhat out of my place trying to keep up with youth at Tor HAT, I was nursing a cold. I attracted Dr. G. L. Hightower's attention as he said, "Deacon, you better come up to see me sometime." He meant I needed to visit his modern cold clinic at his office in the modern Odd Fellows Bldg. I took his advice and now I am fortified against cold and ready for another round. You better "go up and see him sometime," as Dr. Hightower helps humanity.

DID YOU KNOW THIS
There are fifty or more Colored Baptist churches in Augusta Ga., so it is estimated by a reliable Baptist minister of that city and if that is true, I believe according to the population Augusta makes the record.

A GREAT CHURCH WOMAN PASSES
She was a pioneer member of Bethel church and not a more loyal woman ever graced its confines. Her husband who passed some time ago was also a pioneer member of the same church. It must have been a joyful meeting in that land where there is no parting when they met in joyous acclaim. I refer you to, Mrs. J. S. Simonton, who passed and was funeralized Monday at Bethel. Her husband was also a pioneer business man who came along in the time of the great David T. Howard and others. He was funeralized by Rev. D. T. Babcock and was buried by that pioneer David T. Howard Funeral establishment.

DR. J. B. TRANSOU SAYS—
"I saw in the paper where Father Divine's heaven caught on fire and the angels leaped to safety. Now wouldn't it have been a great boost for Father Divine's faith if the angels had flown to safety instead of leaping to safety. I would care to be called an angel if I could fly."

I voice the good Doctor's views. What's the use of me being called a doctor and can't write a prescription?

THE "OLD" COLUMNIST MEETS A. L. HOLSEY
I had the pleasure of meeting Mr. A. L. Holsey on the Avenue Tuesday after passing and repassing him several times. He gave me a knowing look so I asked him who was he. He replied, "I thought you knew me. I read your column and enjoy it." He then told me he was A. L. Holsey, an official of Tuskegee Institute.

DR. A. F. HARRIS LEAVES US TO STUDY—
He had become well known to all of us and has given comfort to so many a aching foot, but to better perfect himself in foot surgery, he has got to New York for more study. Before Dr. Harris left he reminded me he would be back to Atlanta for permanency again soon.