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line ripping. All Bradley flooring stock is now ripped on straight-line ripping machines before going through the flooring machines. No more crooks in Bradley flooring. The floor-layer will notice the difference very quickly, finding none of the occasional pieces of flooring that have to be forced into place. Bradley takes all the crooks out before they make the stock into flooring.
The dimension plant is their other great merchanclising unit. Besides the 3,000,000 feet of hardwood lumber they make monthly in their own sawmill, they buy several million feet of hardwood lumber monthly from surrounding hardwood mills that have not their facilities for completing the manufacture of the products. This is a factory of mighty proportions and many departments where they translate hardwood lumber of all sorts into items and units of more than a thousand different sorts, including trim, mouldings, treads and risers, sills and thresholds, cedar closet lining, glued-up counter-tops and panels, hardwood lumber of all commercial Southern species; as well as furniture, automotive, radio, and cabinet items of innumerable sorts.
The lumber comes from the dry kilns to the rear of the factory, and from there on a series and succession of machines awaits it, cutting, slicing, re-sawing, drilling, dressing, sanding, fitting, gluing, and working it into every conceivable shape and character that they can find markets for. To cut out the knots, the wane, the defects of all kinds. and get every bit of clear lumber possible out of the boards, and then make those pieces fit the order file; that is the business of this dimension plant. They do not entirely make radios, and furniture, and trucks, and all that sort of thing; but they almost do. And rvhen the stock is shipped to the user all he has to do is put it together and fasten it in place. They do much gluing up and fitting to make a wide variety of rvooden items out of small stock. Nothing is wasted in the Bradley dimension plant. You can hardly count the machines in the various rooms and departments. And the product of this plant is perfectly protected in shipping. It is bundled, crated, covered, insulated, and every corner is protected from shipping damage. And they load it all in well lined and protected cars so that it will arrive at destination just as it leaves the factory.
All the innumerable wooden things they make in this dimension plant are not of direct interest to the lurnber trade. But many of them are. So, if desired, there can be included in the same car order the various building items already innumerated in this story, all the sorts of flooring named; oak and gum "unitrim" for doors and windows in packaged sets; trim and mouldings in red and sap gum, red and white oak; oak and gum glued-up tops and panels, up to 16 feet; hickory products including skis; kiln-dried furniture and automobile dimension; all sorts of Southern hardwood lumber; hardwood treads and risers, sills and threshholds, cedar closet lining; and, if desired, satin-like Arkansas Soft Pine products of all sorts.
Almost anything desired that can be cut from Southern commercial hardwoods and Arkansas Soft Pine can be had at Bradley's great lumber service station.
The Bradley Lumber Company belongs to the estate of the late S. H. Fullerton, who founded it, and who spent the last many years of his life in Pasadena, California. His eldest son, R. W. Fullerton, is President and Manager of the business. and lives at Warren.
In April
In April Rome was founded; Shakespeare died; The shot whose sound rang out from Concord town And brought an avalanche of echoes down, Shaking all thrones of tyranny and pride, Was fired in April; Sumter far and wide Lifted a voice the years will never drown; 'Twas April when they laid the martyr's crown On Lincoln's brow.
-Samuel Valentine Cole.
T\ryO OTHER DAYS
Mandy married a worthless no account, who fused to deliver the washing to her customers. she was talking toa white lady about her husband.
even reOne day shiftless
"Is he older than you, Mandy.?" inquired the lady. "Yassum, dat old no account am twelve years older dan Ah is."
"Then it must have been a case of May having married December," sympathized the lady.
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"No'm, it ain't dat. It am mo' like Labor Day done married to April Fool."
A Definite Objective
"Did that sailor attempt to kiss you last night?"
"Why, mother, you don't think he came all the way from the battleship Saratoga just to listen to our radio, do you?"
UNFORTUNATELY, HE WAS WRONG
In the twentieth century war wil! be dead, the scaffold will be dead, hatred will be dead, frontier boundaries will be dead, dogmas will be dead; man will live. He will possess something higher than all these-a great country, the whole earth, and a great hope, the whole }Ieaven.
-Victor Hugo.
IT'S PROBABLY ON THE WAY
Add a disability benefit to the relief check and one-third of our population will be on crutches or in wheel chairs within ninety days.
Must Be A First To Everything
"Doctor, I'm scared to death. This will be my 6rst operation."
"Sure, I know just how you feel. You're my first patient."
I want a ship that's wegtfard bound to plough the rolling bars,
Where the air is full qf sunlight and the flag is full of stars. i -Henry Van Dyke.
'oor ! 'ooT I
An Englishman heard an ovgfrloot for the first time.
"What was that?" he
"An orvl," was tl;grfeply.
"My deah f , I know that, but what was 'owling?"
Unanimous
The colored preacher's term had expired and he was anxious to stay on.
"Brethren," he said, "the time has come fo' youall to elect a pastah fo' anothah yeah. All dose favorin' me will please say 'Aye'."
He waited a moment and then he said: "Silence gives consent. I'se yo'pastah fo'anothah yeah."
NO, THANK YOU
What would you have me do?
Seek for the patronage of some great man, And like a creeping vine on a tall tree Crawl upward where I cannot stand alone? No, thank you ! Dedicate, as others do, Poems to pawnbrokers? Be a buffoon
In the vile hope of teasing out a smile
On some cold face? No, thank you! Eat a toad For breakfast every morning? Make my knees
Callous, and cultivate a supple spine,Wear our my belly groveling in the dust? No, t'hank you ! Scratch the back of any swine
That roots up gold for me? Tickle the horns
Of Mammon with my left hand, while my right
Too proud to know my partner's business, Takes in the fee? No, thank you! Use the fire God gave me to burn incense all day long
Under the nose of wood and stone? No, thank you!
-From Cyrano de Bergerac.